Breaking the Hornet

By the time she'd reached the Urahara Shoten on the third day of her 'arrangement' with Kisuke, Soifon barely had the strength to knock on the door. In fact, she'd passed out before she could even cross the threshold.

Damn that Urahara, Soifon had thought bitterly over the last 24 hours. The last two days had been humiliating enough, but having to wear those vibrators inside her had been something else altogether. Training her Second Division underlings had been damn near impossible; every time she began a kata the one in her ass seemed to spring to life, and she'd had to excuse herself when the phallic one in her cunt nearly drove her to orgasm right in front of her students. And worst of all, even when she'd been alone, the chastity belt Kisuke'd fastened on her made relief an impossibility.

That wasn't altogether true, she knew. It wasn't even anything special; just a simple iron band crossing between her legs and across her hips. A shinigami of her ability could've broken it with merely a thought and even less effort.

So the question, then, was why hadn't she? To last out the wager, of course. That was all, and she had to see this through to the end. It certainly wasn't because Kisuke had told her to. Or the promise of finally relieving her if she... complied.

Right? She was still doing this for Yoruichi... wasn't she?

"Wake up, Slave!" the accursed shopkeeper cooed into her ear, bringing her fitfully back to consciousness. "Time to get started..."

It only took a moment for Soifon to realize two things: first, that she was in the cavernous space beneath Urahara's shop, and secondly that she was bound between two wooden pillars, an arm and leg tied to each so that she resembled a human 'X', completely naked save for the chastity belt and the vibrators they concealed. Her toes barely made contact with the cool stone floor, and her arms were stretched far enough apart to make escape quite impossible, but not enough to seriously injure her.

For all intents and purposes, she was completely helpless yet again, only this time Soifon wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. Kisuke walked directly into her field of vision, clad in only his pants once more, and it was then Soifon noticed the whip-- or rather, a leather-braided cat-o-nine-tails-- swinging casually in his broad hands.

"Well, Slave, it looks like you were good enough to restrain yourself." He indicated her still-affixed chastity belt, smiling at the small flood of her juices seeping out and down her thighs. "Didn't make it easy for you though, did I?" She tried to throw up her defiant glare again, but just couldn't. She was too tired to bother, too weak to even pretend she had a say in this.

She wished that tingle between her legs-- that somehow had nothing to do with the plastic phallus stuffed into her-- would go away.

"So, have we learned our lesson?"

There was a pause before Soifon weakly nodded. Suddenly a mess of leather cords smacked across her chest, stinging an already hardened nipple, and the Captain screamed in pain as her body arched from the blow.

"Apparently not," Kisuke sighed as he clucked his tongue, then proceeded to do the same to his victim's right inner thigh, making her shudder. "What you meant was to say, 'Yes, Master.'"

"Y-yes, Master," Soifon quickly responded, shameful tears brimming at her beautiful eyelashes. Savoring the sight of the once vicious girl now so utterly distraught before him, he decided to ignore her brief moment of hesitation this time. If everything went well, he wouldn't need to worry about that soon anyway. Smiling, he pulled out the key for the belt from his pocket and undid the latch, freeing Soifon at last from the chastity device.

"Welll, in any case, you did as I asked, Slave. And I think that deserves a reward."

Against her will, Soifon felt a smile rise to her lips, her breathing grow short. It was finally coming, the orgasm he'd promised her--

But then the whip smacked her other thigh, making her cry out just long enough for Kisuke to jam a bright red ballgag into her mouth. She couldn't do anything as the shopkeeper fastened the muffler securely about her head, and the realization that she couldn't even attempt to voice a futile protest still somehow managed to scare her. As if reading her mind, Kisuke only grinned lecherously before speaking.

"Oh, you'll get your reward soon enough, Slave... but I think you'll enjoy getting there as well." Without another word, he swung the whip right between her legs-- against the vibrators still lodged in her cunt and ass and brushing just against her clit. If she could've screamed out loud, Soifon didn't doubt she would have broken glass.

The worst part-- somehow-- was that Kisuke said absolutely nothing as he continued to whip her, didn't seem even remotely affected by the way she twitched one way when he hit against her collarbone, or how she went rigid when he went for the small of her back. And even if she knew it was pointless Soifon shouted her lungs out into the ballgag, the noise only coming out as half-hearted whimpers to her punisher's ears.

But somehow worse than that for Soifon was when she realized that every once in a while, just at the moment the leather stung her porcelain skin, one of the vibrators inside her fired up, sending a jolt of pleasure through her to mix with the pain. She tried to ignore the sensation but an entire day of being teased to mid-orgasm had greatly lowered her defenses, and he was whipping her so hard and without any concern at all for her...

Oh gods. Was she... enjoying this? But she couldn't, just couldn't, not from Kisuke of all people--

He whipped her again right against her clit-- this time accompanied by both vibrators buzzing at mid-strength, and Soifon could feel her scream of pain melt instantly into a full-on, shameless moan of pleasure.

...She WAS enjoying this. And somehow, Kisuke knew it.

He set the whip down with a victorious grin, but the vibrators inside Soifon didn't let up as he walked around his hung, moaning prize, her voice still muffled behind the gag. She felt his body press against her, and it felt like a betrayal to herself to realize that he was warm and strong and oh gods his cock was rock-hard and pressed right against the crack of her ass and she was practically gushing on the floor beneath her...

"...What exactly do you want me to do to you, Slave?" Kisuke purred imperiously in her ear, but Soifon couldn't talk with this ridiculous gag in her mouth and even if she could, what would she say? What did she want? She was so confused, her body clearly eager for something her brain wasn't completely sold on and yet--

And then the vibrators were at full strength and her insides were a mess and Soifon felt herself scream and scream as she finally, finally came just as Kisuke (Master, part of her insisted) had promised, her whole body shaking like a leaf before she lapsed instantly into blissful unconsciousness.