Masquerade of a Fox Spirit

s holding a water jet aimed directly at her pleasure button; like trying to win a prize from those water gun race games they have at carnivals. The water pressure is kept there until she reaches the end, no longer being able to take it, and the dam finally bursts. Ren bites down hard on her lower lip and a soft moan escapes as the pressure is finally released and a tingly wave reverberates throughout her before dissipating over time.

The panting and flushed peach returns the shower head to its holder and then finally allows herself to rest on the small plastic stool thats in the shower area.

The warm water once again massaging her back as she collects herself.

Pussy still purring from playtime.

…

A short while later.

Ren stands and rinses thick juices off her hands before starting to wash herself.

Soapy lavender scented suds coat her sensitive skin and washes away the events of the day. She then generously lathers her hair with shampoo and massages it throughout before rinsing and applying conditioner. As she lets the conditioner sit for a few minutes to rehydrate her hair, she combs her fingers through to detangle it while mentally thanking the spirits that this is all she needs to do to not deal with tangles.

A few minutes later, she rinses her hair once more and then turns off the shower to go soak in the floral scented bath that awaits her.

…

After about twenty minutes.

When the water starts to turn lukewarm, Ren finally stops soaking. She exits the bath and quickly takes a shower on the cold setting for a minute before grabbing a towel and drying herself as she moves to the changing area.

In the changing area, she pushes a button on the control panel display and the water starts to drain from the bathtub. Ren finishes drying, wraps her hair in the towel, and wears on the fresh clothes she prepared earlier before exiting the bathroom.

A rush of cool, fresh air greets Ren as she opens the door and crosses the threshold to return to her room.

Kara is found sleeping, sitting with her back against the side of the bed. As if she was waiting for Ren when she fell asleep. Ren sends Sasha a quick message with her mobile to tidy up and wait in her room. She then grabs the blow dryer and returns to the bathrooms changing area to dry her hair before the mirror.

By the time she exits, the dishes from earlier have been cleared away and Sasha stands off to the side awaiting his next instructions.

Taking advantage of her sleeping position, Ren has Sasha help her remove the jumper from Kara and move her to the bed after. They then remove the pants of the deeply sleeping girl.

Left in only a shirt and undergarments, Ren is now able to see the colourful bruises that sporadically mar Karas body. Feeling like there could be more, she peeks under the shirt as well and, unsurprisingly, find more marks in various states of healing.

Rens teeth clench as she tries to suppress her rage.

The urge to destroy wildly surges within her; her inner fox craving revenge.

From some of the bruising, Ren can clearly see hand marks and marks from restraints on her thin figure. Disgust further fuels her bloodlust as her mind uncontrollably comes to conclusions about how the marks came about.

Sasha focus on Rens hand that clenches into a tight fist that starts to shake with her temper while her face seems constipated by the need to release a battle cry and declare war. He wants to comfort her, to do something to help, yet comes up blank. Thats not something with which hes familiar.

Instead, he silently stands off to the side watching Ren seethe until her rage gradually simmers down as her mind comes up with numerous possible plans for vengeance.

Placated for the time being, Ren takes out her mobile and snaps some pictures of the markings.

She then gets Sasha to help her redress Kara and move her under the covers.

When thats taken care of, Ren dismisses Sasha and slips in bed to rest.

Sleep doesn come quickly.

Rens mind lingers on what lies out of sight yet vividly in her mind.