A.N.; The plot to this chapter was requested by Anthony11899.

Warning: Lemon! Yuri! Heavy BDSM!

Chapter Four

The next day…
Dominista Escort Service

Ichigo groaned as she was pulled out of bed by Petite and Redhead, whose names she'd yet to care about, and got ready for the day. She missed working for Halibel. The woman had been nice to Ichigo, seeing the Substitute past her female form. 'And what we did…' she thought about their undersea excursion and blushed. 'I can't believe I let myself do that again. What is wrong with me? Is it because I'm a woman now? Or would I have given in just the same if I were still a boy?' she wondered to herself.

Petite noticed the blush on Ichigo's face while she was combing her hair. "Oho?" she smirked. "What are you thinking about? Did you and Halibel have some fun after the show?" she teased.

"What?! No!" Ichigo lied, though the truth was written all over her face. "We just…I just…" Not knowing what to say, Ichigo merely looked at the floor. "We just swam…" She was glad that Rukia and Tatsuki weren't here. They'd tease her to no end. "Um…so who am I dating today?"

Redhead, who was picking out Ichigo's wardrobe, turned to the girl. "Madame Dominista is busy setting up your next escort date. I'm sure she's decided who will hire you."

Meanwhile…
Dominista's Office

Dominista was busy on the phone, setting up another date for one of her girls. "Okay. Alright then. I'll be sure she'll be in the entrance hall when you arrive, sir. Goodbye." She hung up the phone and decided to move on to her gender changed orangette escort. She looked down at the list of offers by some of her wealthy female clients and smiled. Daihime was a regrettable loss but at least Ichigo was good for business.

Then she heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," she said without looking up.

The door opened and closed. Dominista heard footsteps and a familiar voice spoke. "Hard at work I see, Dominista?"

Looking up, the dark-skinned woman's face lit up when she saw Captain Retsu Unohana in front of her. "Captain!" She stood up to greet her former mentor, the captain pulling her into a hug. "I didn't know you were coming."

The captain was in a Gigai, blending in with the World of the Living by wearing a beautiful white dress with cranes imprinted on it. "You weren't expecting me? But it's the end of the month."

Looking back to her desk, Dominista took a look at her calendar and saw that it was indeed the end of the month. "Wow, time flies when it's your time," she chuckled before turning back to her captain. "I apologize. I had forgotten the date. I assume you're here for your club?" She looked around and saw no sign of the woman's lieutenant. "Isane didn't come with you this time?"

"Sadly no. Isane has the flu and she's stuck in bed, I'm afraid," Unohana lamented.

Dominista raised an eyebrow. "And you wanted to hire one of my girls to accompany you?"

"Yes, actually. I was actually thinking of taking Ichigo off your hands for the night," Unohana explained. "We're having a competition at the club and I think she'd be perfect."

The smile on Dominista's face hid the worry behind it. She had already done enough to Ichigo by turning him into a woman and making her work as an escort. Letting Unohana take her to one of her competitions might be a step too far, even for her. "Are you sure about taking Ichigo?" the woman asked, out of concern for her charge.

"Oh don't worry. I'm sure Ichigo won't mind if it pays off her debt. Speaking of which," she reached into the purse she brought with her and pulled out a small wad of cash. "I believe this will be sufficient for Ichigo's services."

Dominista looked at the money and nodded. She secretly wondered if all captains had this much money to burn. "Very well. I'll have my girls get Ichigo ready for you. Only…" she looked back up at her captain and this time couldn't hide the worry on her face. "Do try not to hurt her."

"Dominista, I promise Ichigo will be just fine…"

Later that night…

"So, I trust dinner was enjoyable?" Unohana asked her escort as they walked down the street. In her hands was a bag that she'd been carrying. What was inside was a mystery to Ichigo. Unohana said she'd show her later when they got to their destination.

Ichigo smiled as she walked beside the captain, dressed in a simple pink blouse. "It was delicious. Thank you for taking me out to dinner, Captain Unohana." She was at first confused when she was brought down to meet Unohana as her client, fearful of the woman since she was a big reason why she had to work as an escort. But Unohana's kind, gentle demeanor helped soothe Ichigo's nerves and as they ate dinner at a nice restaurant Ichigo felt at ease with the captain.

"So where are we going?"

"Oh, our night isn't complete yet. We've only just begun. There's something that I tend to do once in a while when I'm in the World of the Living."

"What is it?"

The darkness of the night hid the dark smile on Unohana's face as she continued to guide Ichigo to her destination. "I'm a member of a certain club. At the end of every month, the club has a competition between members. I always participated with Isane but she's sick. I decided that you'll be a suitable stand-in. And since my patronage goes to your debt, it's a win-win for us both."

While Ichigo was fine with more of her debt being paid off, something about what Unohana said seemed off. "So…what kind of club are we going to? A dance club?" she asked.

Unohana chuckled softly. "Oh no, nothing like that. Isane always said I had two left feet when it came to dancing. No, my club's activities are more…interesting."

Ichigo's confusion grew from Unohana's cryptic words but she followed her regardless. When they found their destination, a knot started to tighten in Ichigo's stomach.

Out of something from a gothic novel, the mansion looked rather macabre to the Substitute as she was led to the front door. She looked around nervously while Unohana walked up to the door and calmly knocked on it. A slot in the door opened up and eyes peered out. As soon as they landed on Retsu, they widened in recognition. "Oh! Retsu! You're here!" The slot closed and the door opened up. The guard, a tall bald man, eagerly gestured for her to come in. "Come in, come in!" He looked at the nervous Ichigo and raised an eyebrow. "Where's tall girl?"

"Isane won't be participating tonight, I'm afraid. She's ill. This is Ichigo," she introduced as the girl stepped into the house behind her. "She'll be her replacement for tonight."

"I see. Pleased to meet you, Ichigo," the guard greeted before closing the door shut.

"Hi…" Ichigo meekly greeted before walking away to catch up with Unohana. As she walked behind her, she noticed several people in the main room wearing nice suits and dresses. "Who are these people?" Ichigo asked. The knot in her gut tightened when she saw several of them holding riding crops or handcuffs.

"Oh, those are members of the club. They're all wealthy members who submit their members to the club's competition as well."

Ichigo noticed several people standing behind them. As they walked by, the blood in Ichigo's veins rushed to her face when she saw that they were on their knees, wearing scantily-clad animal outfits with ball gags and collars around their necks. "C-Captain Unohana?" she stammered as Unohana led her to a private room. "Is…is this place what I think it is?"

"If you're referring to a BDSM club," Unohana opened the door and led Ichigo to a room filled with whips and chains. "Then yes."

"What?!" Ichigo was scared now, feeling like a mouse trapped in a pit of cats. "Captain Unohana! What are you going to do to me?!"

"Oh, just relax, Ichigo." The woman patted her cheek gently, amused by Ichigo's fright. "I promised Dominista that you would be perfectly fine. I'm simply entering you into a pet competition, that's all."

"What?"

Reaching into her bag, Unohana pulled out a headband with cat ears. "At the club, we dress up our subs as pets and then display them in a contest. And tonight you're my pet. Here, put it on."

"Unohana! You can't be serious!"

"Now, Ichigo, I know you're afraid, but just remember, I'm paying well for your services and if you win, the money will go to your outstanding debt. And you aren't in any real danger. I won't let them hurt you at all," she assured the scared orangette.

"But-"

"Ichigo…" Unohana's tone turned dark. "Put on the ears…"

Gulping, Ichigo reached out with a shaky hand and accepted the headband. "O…okay…" she said. She knew that she was in a bad position to say no. She didn't know if anyone had ever said no to Unohana and lived and she didn't want to find out the hard way. She then watched as the captain pulled out more pieces of clothing.

"Ichigo, if you'd please undress?" Unohana smiled sweetly despite the dirty nature of it all. Ichigo, knowing that there was no way out of this, did as she asked and stripped. If Unohana had the same lustful desire that Ichigo's previous clients had when she was naked in front of them, she didn't show it and merely continued to smile as Ichigo stood in front of her in the nude. "No then, before we get you dress, there's an important piece of your outfit we need to give you." She held up a cat's tail.

Ichigo had seen enough of Keigo's hentai to know where the tail went…

When Unohana ordered her to bend over a table, Ichigo started to shake in fright. Unohana poured cold oil on the beads attached to the tail and gently patted Ichigo's back. "Just relax, Ichigo," she said before pressing the first bead against her backdoor. Ichigo gasped as the first bead entered her, gripping the table tightly while crying out. "Shhh…" Unohana cooed, soothingly running a hand through her hair. "Just relax. I know it feels strange but just a few more."

The orangette trembled and groaned as the anal beads pushed into her. Having something in her ass was something she'd never thought about. Her flings with Rangiku and Halibel had been one thing, but this was on a whole new level of weird.

Finally, the last bead entered Ichigo and the tail was complete. Ichigo looked behind her and blushed at the appendage, wondering what else Unohana had in store for her. Her answer came when Unohana handed her some skimpy lingerie. "Put these on, if you'd please."

Ichigo found herself wearing a thong and a black-lace bra. To her utter shame, Unohana made her wear a pair of cat-paw gloves over her hands and applied a matching pair to her feet. To complete Ichigo's look, Unohana slipped a collar onto Ichigo's neck.

But Ichigo wasn't the only one getting into character. Once Ichigo was now in her proper pet outfit, Unohana slipped out of her dress and stripped naked in front of Ichigo. The blush on Ichigo's cheeks intensified as she got a good look at the mature captain. She had no idea that Unohana's loose clothing hid such a curvaceous figure. She watched awkwardly as the woman put on a black leather dominatrix outfit, slipping on a black corset, panties and matching gloves and thigh-high boots. "Now then, the contest is starting. There's just one last thing before we head out."

When she reached into the bag and pulled out a ballgag, Ichigo gulped. "Do I have to?" she asked timidly.

"Now, now, pet's have to be muzzled here at the club. Don't worry. It'll only be temporary." She gently patted Ichigo's head when she saw her frightened look and attached the gag to her mouth, trying to be as gentle as possible. Once Ichigo was good and muzzled, Unohana put her hands on the girl's shoulders. "Ichigo, for the rest of tonight, you will do everything I say. Do you understand?" she asked, the dark fire in her eyes igniting. Try as she might, Unohana couldn't get enough of seeing the female Ichigo gagged and dressed as her pet.

Ichigo reluctantly nodded. She knew she had no choice but to go along with this and hoped for the best.

"Good. Now then." She pointed down at the ground. "Sit. Pets don't stand." When Ichigo did as she commanded and got down on all fours, Unohana smiled. "Good. Now then…" she put a leash on Ichigo's collar. "The contest will be starting in a few minutes. Let's be off, Strawberry."

"Mmmerry?" repeated Ichigo as she was forced to walk on all fours besides Unohana, only to squeal when a riding crop playfully smacked her ass. "Mmmh!"

"Now, Strawberry," chastised Unohana, holding the crop in her hands. "No speaking until you're spoken to. We wouldn't want to give the others a bad impression, now would we?"

Taking her out of the room, the dominatrix led Ichigo down a long hallway and into the club's gathering room. Ichigo's cheeks burned as she passed by several people, the humiliation threatening to drive her to tears. She had already endured enough by being turned into a woman and working as an escort. This was almost too much.

But she noticed the gleam in Unohana's eyes and figured out that Unohana was enjoying this. 'She's…she's getting off on seeing me like this!' she realized. 'Did Isane really have to go through this every month?'

Entering the room, Ichigo was led to a small stage and was guided to a line of other Subs. Ichigo noticed that they were all girls, dressed in similar animal outfits. Ichigo's cheeks burned like fire at the stares she was getting, her humiliation fueling Unohana's fire, it seemed.

The show began when a woman dressed in a long black dress stepped forward. "Good evening, everybody. Thank you for coming. It's now time for us to begin our monthly Pet competition." Ichigo looked around and felt sweat bead down her naked back from the stares everyone was giving her. So embarrassed in the situation was Ichigo that she didn't hear anything the announcer said until the very end.

"And now, for the Best in Show contest."

Kneeling on her pedestal, Ichigo watched as the other pets were walked around the room, like they were in a dog show. The poor girl dreaded her turn but it arrived without her permission.

"And now, the lovely Unohana with her pet cat, Strawberry!"

Unohana gave Ichigo a tug on the leash. "Come now, my dear. And make sure you walk quickly now," she instructed. The leather-clad captain led Ichigo around the room. Every step was torture for the girl, who could feel the beads in her ass shift with each step she took. "Nghh…" she quietly groaned, her body heating up against her will. By the time she made it back to the pedestal Ichigo could feel a wet heat in her loins.

Unohana ran a hand through her hair gently as Ichigo settled down, panting through her ballgag. "Good girl," she smiled. Ichigo's spine tingled and she shivered from her warm touch. She looked over and saw a group of people dressed in dirty attire similar to Unohana talking to each other and figured they were the judges. 'Just what the hell are they judging? Who can walk better on their hands and knees?'

Finally the announcer stepped up. "The judges have reached their decision. The pet who wins the Best in Show is…Unohana's Strawberry!"

Ichigo was surprised, wondering what she had done since she had just walked around the room a few times. But she sighed a relief through the gag. At least it was all over now and she could get out of this insane getup.

"And now, on to the second half of tonight's competition."

'Wait…what?!' Ichigo's ears burned when she felt Unohana's hand touch her ass. She turned her head to see Unohana holding a vibrating wand in her hands, a sultry smile on her face. 'Captain Unohana! What in the world are you doing?!' she could only scream in her head.

"Now then," the announcer went on, "Next is the obedience test. The Pets will be pleasured by their masters. The one who manages to climax last, wins the game."

If humiliation was a drug then Ichigo was going to overdose. 'They're going to make me cum in front of them? Wait! I'm not a real girl!' she thought as soon as she heard the sinister buzz of Unohana's toy went on. 'I've never done anything like this before! If she uses that then I'll cum right away!' Squeezing her eyes shut, Ichigo trembled and tried not to cry. 'This isn't a date! This is hell!'

Unohana patted the girl's head gentle, her voice soothing Ichigo's nerves. "Fret not, Ichigo," she whispered into her ear. "You don't need to be scared. None of these people are going to touch you. And I know what you're thinking. Don't worry," she said as her hand faintly glowed green. "Isane usually wins for me on her own but for you I've something to help you win."

Ichigo's eyes snapped open when she felt something happen to her body. She realized that Unohana had sneakily used a Kaido spell over Ichigo's body. But she had no time to think about what exactly Unohana did before she heard a chorus of vibrators turn on.

"MMMMH!" Ichigo's head swam when the vibrating toy pressed against her barely covered pussy, her moan joining the other girls. Her arms trembled from the soft vibrations running through her body. She may have had her womanhood licked and fingered before but she had never thought of using toys before. Her eyes stung as she fought to control herself but it was no use. "Mmmmh!" She couldn't think as Unohana turned up the wand. 'I…can't…think…' Her arms failed her and she collapsed onto the stage, her ass stuck in the air. 'I…can't…I…can't…' Then she realized something and it hit her. 'I…can't…cum?'

Unohana patted her head. When Ichigo turned her head to look at her, she winked, telling Ichigo everything she needed to know. Unohana's Kaido spell was preventing her from climaxing. As the other pets started to climax one by one, Ichigo found herself in a new form of hell. Unohana's Kaido spell was helping her win but it was keeping Ichigo on the edge of orgasm and keeping her there. "MMMMMH!" Ichigo moaned through her gag, her thong wet from her dripping pussy. She couldn't think. Her ears burned with the sound of the vibrating wand. Whether any of the other pets had climaxed yet she didn't know. Her brain was turning to mush from the constant edging.

Just as Ichigo was going to go insane from the relentless pleasure she felt Unohana's hand on her ass again, her hot breath touching her ear. "Go ahead, Ichigo. Cum for me."

The spell holding her back was lifted and Ichigo finally felt the knot inside her stomach become undone. She'd been edging for so long that she couldn't even make a sound, rolling her eyes in the back of her head before she squirted through her thong.

As she collapsed onto the stage, through the haze of her bliss, she could vaguely heard the announcer. "And the winner once again is Strawberry! Unohana really trained a good Pet tonight!"

Ichigo slowly recovered and sat up, wiping the tears out of her eyes and hoped that this insanity was at an end. She looked to see where Unohana was and saw one of the clients handing over a huge wad of cash. 'THAT'S how much cash she won? That's more than what I make at Ikumi's in a year!' she thought.

Walking back to her pet, Unohana grabbed the leash and gave it a light tug. "C'mon, Strawberry. Let's get you out of those clothes."

The black-clad Unohana and her pet walked down the hallway back to their room. Ichigo couldn't help but moan through her ballgag as the beads in her ass stirred. Thanks to Unohana's edging, her body felt like its sensitivity was heightened to its limit. Unohana looked down to see Ichigo's bright red face and smiled devilishly, knowing Ichigo's plight and quietly enjoying it.

Once they reached the room they got dressed in, Unohana closed the door and quietly locked it. She walked over to the girl on her knees and smiled sweetly. "Okay, Ichigo, for your first time you did very well." She knelt down in front of Ichigo and undid the ballgag. "Are you alright?" She asked. "I know this was a lot to take in."

"This isn't what I thought you had in mind when you said we were going to a competition," Ichigo said, her legs shaking from the feeling in her loins and ass.

"True, but I promise that the money you earned goes towards your debt. So like I said, it was a win-win for both of us," Unohana politely smiled. "I really hope I didn't scare you too much, Ichigo."

"I…" Ichigo looked away, her hands covering her crotch. "It was very embarrassing. I hope I never do that again. Especially since I'm still like this."

Unohana came up from behind and hugged Ichigo, her breasts pushing into the girl's soft back. "Don't worry, Ichigo. I know that the last hour has been trying but I know of a good way to unwind…" she whispered into her ear. Her hands reached around to cup Ichigo's bouncy tits. "I was very curious about the changes Dominista made to your body. I must say, I taught her well."

"C-Captain Unohana!" Ichigo gasped in alarm, her heart racing as Unohana's gloved hands softly caressed her tits. "What…I don't…please, don't-"

"Shhhh…" Unohana shushed, turning Ichigo's head. Ichigo opened her mouth to say something but she was silenced by the seductive gleam in Unohana's blue eyes. Unohana took advantage of Ichigo's hesitance and pressed her lips to Ichigo's, finding the Substitute's lips softer than she imagined. "Mmmhh…" She tasted Ichigo's lips with her tongue before pulling back, smirking at Ichigo's panting expression. "So, Ichigo, you did me a huge favor winning the contest for me tonight. So I owe you a reward."

The sense of déjà vu was starting to become familiar with Ichigo. "I…" she stammered, unable to concentrate from Unohana's fondling hands. "You…don't need…"

"Shhhh…" Unohana let go of one of Ichigo's breasts and slowly let her hand slide down Ichigo's sweaty front. "I know what you're going to say. But well…" she looked around at the sinister surroundings and chuckled. "We are in a place meant for activities like this. I owe it to you to make you feel good so you can forget what I put you through. And besides…"

"Ah!" Ichigo gasped as Unohana pressed two fingers against her thong-clad pussy, a sharp burst of sensation shooting through her.

"After what you just went through, your body is still sensitive and craving pleasure beyond compare. An unfortunate side effect of the edging spell I put on you is that your body's sensitivity will remain heightened for at least the rest of the night. If I simply let you go right now, you'd be spending the whole night tossing and turning, unable to make the feeling between your legs go away, no matter how much you try to use your inexperienced fingers. You would have no rest. So let me help you, Ichigo. And in helping you…" She pulled down Ichigo's top just enough so that her pink nipples poked out the top, "I'll get to see a side of Ichigo Kurosaki nobody will. Like I said, it's a win-win."

Ichigo's breath was ragged, her blood boiling with ecstasy as the choice was presented to her. But it wasn't a real choice. There was no way Ichigo could simply return to the escort service and go to sleep. Her body was aching, craving for Unohana's touch. And though the woman was responsible for this predicament, the sight of the woman clad in black leather, looking at her with such lustful eyes, touching her sensitive body…part of her wanted to know this seductive side.

Ichigo's decision was already made.

"Yes…"

Unohana kissed her again and smiled. "Then for tonight, just call me Retsu…" she said, bringing her wet fingers up to her mouth. She licked her digits and tasted Ichigo's juices. "Mmmh…" she moaned from Ichigo's sweet taste. She returned to fondling Ichigo's breasts, breathing heavily in her ear while her fingers circled Ichigo's pink nipples. "Your body is so beautiful, Ichigo. I can't get enough."

"Ah…ahhh…" Ichigo groaned and panted, looking down and watching Unohana play with her tits. She cried out when the captain's fingers pinched her nipples. "Retsu! Ahh!"

"You make such delightful sounds," Unohana smirked before she let go of Ichigo's tits. Ichigo stood there, her legs growing shakier while Unohana undid her top and let it fall past her shoulders and on to the floor. "But I know what you really need, Ichigo…."

"Ah!"

A gloved finger touched the tail still inside Ichigo. The orangette moaned as the beads shifted inside her ass. "Retsu! Please…please take it out!" Ichigo pleaded, feeling like she was about to go crazy.

"Oh no, why spoil the best part?" Unohana teased. She turned Ichigo around and embraced her, silencing her moans with another kiss. She enjoyed the taste of Ichigo's sweet lips before exploring her mouth. The woman moaned into the girl's lips when she felt Ichigo's paw-covered hands reach around to grab her ass. She could tell Ichigo was losing herself to her inner lust. She didn't know how effective her Kaido spell would have on Ichigo's body since she wasn't originally a woman but she was pleased with the results.

Feeling Unohana's breasts push against hers, the mostly naked Ichigo pulled off her gloves to undo the ties to the captain's corset. Taking her lips away from Unohana's, Ichigo leaned down and started to lick the top of her exposed cleavage. "Mmmh…" she moaned, her mind already lost to the lust consuming it.

Once the last of the ties was undone, Unohana reached back and removed her corset, tossing it to the floor. She cupped her tits and smiled at Ichigo, beckoning her to continue. "Ah, yes…" she hissed as Ichigo started to suck on her nipples, "Good girl…"

Ichigo purred into Unohana's boob while she sucked on her tit, remembering what she did with her other clients. Unohana moaned heavenly, gently petting Ichigo while she suckled her. Pulling away from Unohana's saliva-covered tit, Ichigo leaned back up and kissed Unohana. "Retsu…"

"Remember, Ichigo…" Unohana teased, reaching around and giving her tail a tug. "You're still my kitty for tonight…so tell me what you want, pet?"

"I want…" Ichigo squeezed her eyes shut and put her hands over her crotch, trying to hide the aching inside her. "I want to feel good!" she blurted out, trembling before the erotic captain's stares.

Taking her by the hand, Unohana guided Ichigo over to a chair. Unohana sat down in the chair and opened her legs, the wet spot in her panties obvious. "Ichigo, a pet has to please their master before they can get their treat," she slyly instructed.

Nodding her head, Ichigo got down on her knees in front of the woman. She reached for Unohana's underwear to take them off but Unohana stopped her and wagged a finger. "Leave them on," she seductively said, putting her hand on the back of Ichigo's head and guiding her towards her honeypot.

"Mmmnnhh…" Ichigo sighed as she started to eat the woman out through her garment. The panties were rough to her tongue but she paid it no mind, tasting her juices through the fabric. Her hands gripped Unohana's thighs, her fingers sinking her soft legs.

Spreading her legs wider, Unohana leaned back and moaned from the feeling of Ichigo's tongue. It'd been a while since she had come to the club, so she'd forgotten how good it felt to have a girl munch her muff. "Ahhh…that's it…lick my pussy," she moaned, pressing Ichigo into her crotch harder. Looking over to the table full of sex toys, Unohana reached for a small egg-shaped vibrator. "Ichigo…" she reached down and tilted the girl's head up. "Have you ever used a toy on a woman before?"

Ichigo's cheeks turned pink at the thought of using something on Orihime or Tatsuki. "N-no…" she meekly replied.

Unohana put the tiny toy into the girl's palm. Leaning down, she whispered into her ear, "Why don't you try one on me?" she suggested. She hooked her thumbs around the hem of her underwear and slid them down her legs, revealing her naked pussy to the orangette. "Be a good pet and make your mistress cum, Ichigo," she ordered.

Looking at the pink egg in her hand, Ichigo felt a perverse thrill run through her and smiled. She looked back to Unohana's shaven pussy and began to lick the woman's bare honeypot, tasting her sweet juices. As Unohana started to moan from the girl's tongue-lashing, Ichigo hit the button to the vibrator and turned it on. The little egg buzzed to life, softly vibrating in her hand. Eager to hear Unohana moan louder, Ichigo took her mouth away and pressed the egg onto Unohana's dripping folds.

"AH!" Unohana suddenly cried out, gripping the chair tightly while Ichigo dragged the toy up and down her lips. "Ah yes! Oh!"

After everything Unohana had put her through it was very cathartic for Ichigo to have the woman at her mercy. She eagerly pleasured the older woman with the vibrating egg. "Does it feel good here?" she teased as she pressed the egg to Unohana's clit.

Ecstasy surged through Unohana's veins. She arched her back and moaned like a bitch in heat in response. "OH YES!" She grabbed Ichigo's head and pushed her back into her muff. "Don't stop licking! Make my pussy cum!" she ordered.

Ichigo didn't need to be told twice. Keeping the vibrator pressed against the woman's clit, Ichigo spread Unohana's lips with her fingers and started to explore Unohana's insides with her tongue. Apparently her tryst with Halibel was coming in handy. Finally, Ichigo's mind was struck with a really dirty idea. Taking her lips out of Unohana's pink hole, Ichigo started to suck on her clit while pressing the vibrator into Unohana's cooch.

Feeling the vibrations from inside her pussy and Ichigo's mouth attacking her sensitive bundle of nerves, Unohana could feel herself become undone by the pleasure, her body starting to shake in anticipation. "Ahhh! Ahhhhhhhh!" she howled in pleasure, her face twisting to reflect her lewdness. "Yes! I'm…" She put both hands on Ichigo's head and felt the tension inside her burst out. "YESSSS!" She closed her eyes as she started to gush all over Ichigo's face, soaking her in her spraying love juices. "Ohhhhhhhh! Fucckkkkk!"

Ichigo watched Unohana climax in front of her, feeling her gush into her mouth. She caught the vibrator with her hands as Unohana's pussy pushed it out of her. Once Unohana finally let go of Ichigo's head the girl managed to lean back and wiped her face clean, panting while juices dripped from her lips. She looked down at the toy in her hand and then looked down further at her own pussy, feeling the beads in her ass shift, causing occasinonal surges of pleasure to burst through her. She remembered what Unohana did to her during the contest and started to feel her pussy drip through her thong. 'This feeling…it won't go away…' she thought to herself as she started to pant.

A finger touched her chin and tilted her head back up. Ichigo was greeted with another deep kiss by Unohana, who pulled her into her lap. Unohana could taste herself on Ichigo's tongue and she felt her body already start to fill up with desire again. She took the vibrating egg from Ichigo's hand and put the wet toy back on the table before reaching for a more familiar instrument. "Do you remember, Ichigo?"

"Remember what?" She saw Unohana grab the vibrating wand off the table. "Are you…going to use that on me?" she asked, shaking in the woman's lap.

"Of course not, my pet." Unohana put the sex toy into Ichigo's hand. "You're going to use it on yourself."

The vibrating wand was heavier than Ichigo had imagined. Despite its simple appearance Ichigo felt so dirty holding it in her hands. She should have been disgusted at Unohana's command. This was taking her newfound femininity to a new perverted level.

And yet, Ichigo couldn't deny the aching in her body. The desire in her heart couldn't be denied. "Okay…" she weakly murmured.

"Good girl," Unohana purred with a dirty smile. "Stand up and take off those panties. And remember…"

"Ah!"

"Leave the cat tail in. We wouldn't want to ruin the finale."

Nodding, Ichigo slid off of Unohana's lap and grabbed the thong she'd been given, taking care not to bother the anal tail beads in her ass as she slid it down her body. Left in nothing but her cat-ears, Ichigo was a very delicious treat for Unohana's eyes. Unohana gestured for Ichigo to turn around, sitting her down on top of her lap. Ichigo hissed as the beads stirred again, the tail pressing against Unohana's cooch.

Giggling from Ichigo's hesitance, Unohana took hold of Ichigo's hand, guiding it down to her honeypot. "Go on…" she whispered into her ear. "Play with yourself."

Breathing heavily, the orangette looked at the wand and brought it to her honeypot, her heart pounding as her finger pushed the ON button.

VRRRRRRRRR!

"AHH!" Ichigo threw her head back onto Unohana's shoulders as the toy buzzed to life, assaulting the girl's pussy with soft vibrations. Despite having it used on her less than an hour ago, Ichigo was taken by surprise by how good it felt. "Ahhhhh!" she howled, feeling like she was in heaven. Unohana cupped Ichigo's tits again and started to fondle them gently. "Ohhhh! Oh my god!" she moaned, her legs spreading wide as she pressed the vibrator harder.

"Does it feel good?" Unohana teased, remembering how Ichigo asked the same thing when she was pleasuring her.

"Yes! Ohhhh!" Ichigo moaned, her body caked with sweat while she pleasured herself with the vibrator. "It's so good!" Her mind was returning to that puddy-like state she was becoming familiar with. Her highly sensitive body loved every second of the toy's buzzing, feeling the vibrations make her entire lower half feel numb. "Oh! Oh yes!" she slurred, hissing when Unohana pinched her nipples, pulling on them and stretching her tits out.

"Not yet, Ichigo," Unohana continued to whisper into her ear, enjoying the softness of Ichigo's tits while she toyed with her nipples. "Turn it on to the higher setting and press it against your clit."

Nodding, Ichigo mindlessly did as she was ordered. With another click the toy buzzed faster and harder. Her hand shaking, Ichigo brought the vibrating head to her sensitive bundle of nerves and immediately howled in ecstasy. "AHHH! FUCK!" she uncharacteristically yelled. Tears stung at the edges of her eye. She could feel her mind going blank as that feeling inside her started to overwhelm her. "I'm…I'm gonna cum!" she panted, throwing her head back and moaning lewdly in front of Unohana's face.

Smiling from Ichigo's sex-face, Unohana reached down to grab the tail still inside Ichigo's asshole. "Well then, you've my permission to cum, Ichigo. Let's end this with a bang."

All at once Unohana yanked the anal beads out of Ichigo's asshole. The poor orangette couldn't even scream from the sensation, only opening her mouth wide to let out a silent moan before she climaxed all over Unohana's lap. Her pussy gushed all over Unohana's legs and the chair they were sitting in, the vibrator slipping out of her hands, clattering to the floor. Unohana kept her still by wrapping her arms around Ichigo, sweaty body, turning her head and devouring her lips with a deep kiss. "Mmmmmh!" the two ladies moaned into each other's mouths. Ichigo was a shaking, squirting mess in the woman's arms, her sensitive body going into overload.

Soon the quivering mess of pleasure that was Ichigo finally died down. The captain took her lips away from Ichigo's, a string of saliva connecting the women. Ichigo panted and went limp in Unohana's arms. "Ahh…ahh…" the girl panted, the pleasure taking its toll on her exhausted, sensitive body. The last thing she heard before her eyes drifted shut was Unohana's soft chuckle…

Later…

"Ughhh…" Ichigo groaned as she sat up. "Where am I?"

"Oh, you're awake. You slept like a log, Ichigo."

Looking around, Ichigo found herself back in the bedroom in the escort service. She was back to wearing the evening dress she'd been wearing. Unohana sat at the edge of her bed, smiling like usual while wearing her dress. She examined herself and something felt off. That burning lustful feeling she experienced earlier was completely gone. She didn't even feel anything wrong with her butt.

"Something the matter?"

"What happened to the club we were at? The last thing I remember…"

Unohana chuckled into her hand. "My goodness, you have an overactive imagination. We never went to a club, Ichigo."

"We didn't?" replied the puzzled Ichigo.

"Of course not. You ate so much at dinner tonight that after I brought you back, you went right to sleep. I must say…" Unohana looked down at the wet spot in the sheets. "You must've had quite the dream. I wanted to make sure you were okay so I popped back in a few minutes ago."

Blood rushed to the orangette's ears. 'It was all a dream? How messed up have I become where I dream of Unohana doing that?!' Still, Ichigo sighed in relief. 'At least I wasn't actually paraded around in some skimpy attire in front of perverts.'

Unohana patted her cheek. "Thank you again for a lovely night, Ichigo. I'll be sure to talk to Dominista about ways to help pay off your debt. I know that some of the SWA wish to hire you for some unique projects."

"About that…" Ichigo hesitantly interrupted. "Captain Unohana, can't you have Dominista undo this?" She pointed to her breasts. "I know I ticked her off and I costed her Daihime, but this is overkill."

Sitting back on the bed, Unohana sighed. "I have to agree with you. Your predicament is a little extreme. However you did hurt my associate's business. And contrary to what Daihime told you, her work was not as hellish as she led you on. Perhaps this will be a good lesson for you to think before you act." Seeing Ichigo's crestfallen face, Unohana leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "Don't worry, Ichigo. Once this is over, it'll just be an odd memory for you."

Thanking the captain, Ichigo laid back down in bed and went drifted back to sleep. Unohana watched the orangette slumber before she stood up and walked out of the room. Closing the door behind her, Unohana walked down the hallway and pulled out Ichigo's cat-ear headband and smiled wickedly.

"Hmm…maybe during the next contest I'll ask Orihime to accompany me…"

To be continued