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It had been a little over a month since Airi had first found herself employed by Nitemare Bathhouse. And in that time, she kept meaning to ask somebody about the spelling, but somehow, it always slipped her mind.

But aside from that, it had been going very well. She tidied up rooms and helped in the kitchens as needed, but as it had been, her main duty was still providing for the clientele. Helping them get around, get dressed, bathe or what not was common. Fetching them snacks even more so. But increasingly often , she was called upon to provide... 'entertainment', as Airi had come to think of it.

It had struck her as rather inappropriate as first, for all she had enjoyed it. She had asked Miss Emma about it, during one of their many meetings.

"Well, it's certainly not required of you, perish the thought," said Miss Emma, as she continued to enable Airi's tea addiction. "You're your own woman, and these people don't have much in the way of-"

"Modesty?" suggested Airi.

"I was going to say 'hangups,'" said Miss Emma, smirking, "but that too. And if you ever say 'no', then the matter will not be pressed further. This is not something that goes down with all of the staff. They like you."

Airi had blushed at that comment. But it was true. While their encounters remained casual, it wasn't uncommon for Airi to wake up and discover that a little gift had been delivered to her room. Little things. Chocolate, accessories, books... it was nice.

One morning, she awoke to find that she had received... a letter. There was nothing on the outside except for her name, written in elegant calligraphy. Curiously, she opened it up and a sweet, flowery scent wafted out. Perfume? She took the letter out and read it.

Miss Airi

I humbly request that you grace me with your company on this evening, at seven o'clock sharp this evening. You need not bring anything with you; refreshments will be available. It would be a pleasure if you would permit me to entertain you.

Warmest regards,

Setsuko

Airi blinked as she read the letter. Then she read it again. This was curious. Very curious indeed.

Once she was fully dressed for the day's activities, she made her way over to Miss Emma's office and tapped on the door.

"Come in!" came the reply. Pleased to learn that she was in, Airi entered.

"Oh, Airi," said Miss Emma, beckoning Airi to have a seat. "What can I do for you?"

"I was wondering if I could ask you about this?" said Airi, holding up the fragrant letter. Miss emma took it and regarded it carefully. After some deliberation, she said "hmm".

"'Hmm'?" said Airi. "What does 'hmm' mean? And who's this Setsuko woman? I don't think I've met her."

"You almost certainly have not," said Miss Emma, handing the letter back. "She rather prefers to keep to herself. Setsuko is... quite an interesting woman. She comes from one of the old noble families... in fact, she contributed quite a large donation to to the establishment of the bathhouse in the first place. It was quite surprising when she volunteered to be a part of the repopulation program, but she took to it as readily as anybody."

"And she's... requesting my presence?" said Airi, looking over the letter. "Should I worry?"

Miss Emma hesitated for a moment before answering. "That depends," said Miss Emma. "To be frank, I'm sure you can guess the manner of 'entertainment' that she's requesting."

Airi could, indeed, guess, but Miss Emma saying it like that made her blush.

"Setsuko's tastes are kind of particular," Miss Emma continued. "Don't get me wrong, she won't hurt you or anything like that, but it can be a bit startling if you're not prepared for it." Miss Emma paused for a moment, as if considering her next words carefully. "If you do not wish to try it, I'll go speak with her. She'll understand. But... I think you should do it. No matter how she presents herself, you can bet anything that anything that she does will be mutually pleasurable. She's very keen on that sort of thing. You might even learn something."

Airi... turned this over in her head a bit. Prior to getting this job at the bathhouse, she had led a rather blameless life. Not what one would call adventurous. The most intense job she'd ever had beforehand was waitress at a cafe. But this place had expanded her horizons considerably. She wanted to try new things.

"I'll go," said Airi, nodding.

"Don't worry about it so much," said Miss Emma, smiling. "Setsuko can be a little intimidating before you get to know her, but she's harmless." Miss Emma giggled girlishly, then winked at Airi. "Mostly."

~*~

The day that transpired went by, somehow, both way too quickly and painfully slowly. Airi went about her duties as she normally did, but the whole day, the evening to come weighed on her mind. What was going to happen when she got there? How would it feel? Would she like it? It was getting to be a bit of a distraction, and it was only thanks to some timely intervention from another maid that Airi managed to salvage a batch of laundry after adding too much fabric starch.

Finally, it was six-thirty in the evening, and Airi could wait no more. Putting on her cleanest uniform, she went over to the wing of the bathhouse where Setsuko resided. It was at the far northern end of the bathhouse, where the fanciest rooms were. The bathhouse couldn't subsist entirely on donations, after all, and made a good amount of its income providing standard spa treatments to people of all sorts, many of whom were hardly pregnant at all. But, as far as Airi could gather, Setsuko was the only one who took up permanent residence in this part of the facility. That said something about her.

Finally, she made her way to the right door. Taking several deep breaths, she tapped on it. Nobody answered. Carefully, Airi gave the knob a twist. It opened up into a darkened room, and Airi, with some reservations, made her way inside.

"Hello?" she called out, looking around. "Miss... Setsuko? It's me, Airi. I'm here. Um, I got your letter, and-"

She turned around again, and let out a shriek as she found herself face-to-face with... a face. It was upside-down. Airi put a hand to her chest. She could feel her heart racing.

"You're early, dear," said the face. "I apologize for startling you, I was not expecting you."

Airi looked up to see that the figure that startled her was... hanging from the ceiling, suspended by a white rope. She had to crane her neck a bit to get a good look at her.

She was pale, almost as pale as Yuki had been if not moreso. She was quite tall, too. Her hair was white as milk, long and flowing, and her eyes... those eyes were striking. Blood-red pupils were set against inky black sclera, in an effect that should have been intimidating, but combined with the softness of her features, seemed oddly inviting as they peered out at her from behind a pair of reading glasses. Her facial features were made further distinct by a pair of red markings running down her cheeks.

The most striking feature of all, though, was her limbs. In addition to those that were expected of a humanoid demon - two arms, two legs, all accounted for - two pairs of additional long, spindly limbs protruded from her back, looking like nothing so much as the limbs of a spider, covered in black carapace. And Airi instantly recognized her for what she was.

Setsuko was a jorogumo. Airi had only ever heard of them before, let alone seen one. And here was Setsuko, standing mere feet away from her.

Airi was so stunned by the fact of what Setsuko was that the swell of her belly almost seemed a secondary detail. But that was, of course, there was well, as large as Airi had come to expect, and covered neatly by an elegant white robe made of... silk, it looked like?

"It's so nice to finally meet you," said Setsuko, giving an elegant smile that showed off a pair of tiny fangs that protruded slightly from her lips. She took the glasses off and set them on a nearby end table. "I have heard so much about you from the other ladies."

"All of it good, I hope," said Airi. "Um, I'm sorry, but would you mind, um... my neck's starting to hurt a little."

Setsuko looked embarrassed for a moment. "Oh, I beg your pardon," she said, as she began to shift. "Take a step back, please, I do not wish to accidentally knock you over." Airi watched as she righted herself and settled onto the ground with the grace of a gymnast.

"I'm so glad that you chose to accept my invitation, dear," said Setsuko, as she broke off the line she was hanging from and bundled it up. Then she set the bundle aside and clapped her hands twice, and the room filled with a warm light. Some part of Airi had been expecting something more... dungeon-like. Racks, whips, chains, and who knew what else. But it was a fairly typical, if large, bedroom. Red velvet decorated nearly everything. One wall in particular was lined with a large velvet curtain.

"Could I get you something?" asked Setsuko. "Water, tea, perhaps some wine?"

"Just some water, please," said Airi, Setsuko nodded, making her way across the room to where a pitcher and some cups were set. She picked up the pitcher with one of her spidery limbs and a cup in each hand, filling them with ease.

Airi swallowed heavily. Her mouth was quite dry. When Setsuko came back, she accepted the water and gulped it down quickly.

"Relax, dear," she said. "Come, sit down. I promise you won't get caught in anything."

She led Airi over to a couple of plush chairs and sat in one, beckoning Airi to take a seat in the other one. Which she did.

"Now," said Setsuko. "You probably have an inkling of an idea for why I summoned you."

Airi's tongue felt oddly numb in her mouth, so she just nodded.

Setsuko smiled and laid a hand on the bulge of her middle. "I am... a little different from the other ladies," she said, as she gently stroked it. "Even before the epidemic, my people were known for rather low fertility rates. Our... unique physiology among demonkind makes for extremely difficult pregnancies. And even with the layers upon layers of fertility spells that were placed onto me, there are still... challenges." She paused and took a breath. "For the others, having babies has become routine for them. I do not have that luxury. When one of the children I am carrying is ready to be born, it can be rather harrowing. And I'm in need of an especially potent diversion."

Airi felt a shiver down her spine. "Well, not to brag," she said, "but I've been told I'm rather good at-"

Setsuko held up a delicate hand and shook her head. "I know how good you are," she said, smirking. "Yuki cannot stop gushing about that thing you can do with your tongue. It's rather adorable. But no. I have particular needs and desires. You can help me in another way."

Airi nodded again, standing up. "I'm sorry, Miss Setsuko," she said. "I don't think I can do that. I don't know if I'm comfortable with... whips and chains and such."

Setsuko shook her head. "Nothing like that, dear," she said, gesturing for Airi to sit back down. "No, not at all. I do not want to see you in pain. I want to make you feel good." She took a delicate sip of water, and shivered a bit herself. "I was a teacher, before I signed up to do this. I'd like to think that I could help you learn something. And while I can't promise that you will enjoy it quite the way I do... I can say that you'll walk away feeling good."

Airi... considered this. Setsuko was a bit intimidating, but there was something else about her. A deeper layer. She didn't sound like she was going to make Airi lick her boots or anything like that. And Airi was... curious.

"...Alright, Miss Setsuko," she said, nodding. "I'll help you."

"That's wonderful," said Setsuko, righting herself. "Especially considering that I have been in labor for nearly twelve hours now. I suspect it will not be much longer."

Airi nodded. A month ago, a declaration like that would have made her worry. But now, it was... typical, really. Setsuko began to stride toward the velvet curtain, gesturing for Airi to follow, and she did.

"Now, I want to establish something," said Setsuko, as she pulled the curtain back. "If at any time during the proceedings, no matter when, no matter how into it I am... if at any time you feel uncomfortable, say the word 'kumquat' and everything will stop. I promise you this."

"Kumquat," said Airi, repeating the word. "I got it."

"Good," said Setsuko. "Now, disrobe." She shrugged off her robe as she spoke, revealing her pale body in full. Airi did the same, taking off every part of her uniform, finishing with her bra and panties. Behind the velvet curtain was... a bed. Small enough to just fit Airi. "Lay down," said Setsuko, taking Airi's hand. "And put your arms and legs out."

Airi nodded, laying spread-eagle on the bed. Setsuko gently took Airi's wrist with one hand, while the other held out a length of that same white cord that Setsuko had been hanging from. Airi blinked, and something went click.

"Is that... web?" she asked.

"Freshly spun," said Setsuko, grinning, as she used a length of it to bind Airi's wrist to a bedpost. It wasn't sticky, like Airi might have expected, but just... silky and smooth. Airi's other wrist soon followed, and then Setsuko saw to her ankles.

"How does that feel?" said Setsuko, as she tightened the final binding. "Give it a test. See if it chafes at all." Her lip would periodically tighten a little bit as she moved about, but aside from that, her composure never wavered; Airi would never have guessed that this woman would be giving birth soon. She did as instructed, struggling against her bindings a bit. They held fast.

"It feels fine, Miss Setsuko," she said. Setsuko put a finger to Airi's lips.

"As long as you are in my bed, you will call me Mistress," said Setsuko. "A bit of a cliche, I know, but what can I say? I think it suits me."

Airi smiled despite herself. "Yes, Mistress Setsuko," she said.

"Excellent," said Setsuko. And then she leaned in and kissed Airi on the mouth, deeply and hungrily. Airi leaned into it, their tongues mingling... but she recoiled a bit as she felt a tiny pinprick on her lips.

"What was that?" she asked, as they parted.

"A little mood enhancer," said Setsuko, flashing a smile that showed off her fangs. She let her long, slender fingers slide across Airi's chest, encircling each breast in turn, not quite touching her nipples. "You should feel it start to work any moment now."

Airi was about to ask what Setsuko meant, but she soon realized that her body was growing... warmer.

"It feels... nice," said Airi, wriggling a little bit. The heat from within her was growing more intense... and, she now realized, was radiating out from one part of her in particular.

"Oh, I can do a lot better than nice," said Setsuko, as she leaned in and kissed Airi's neck, the top of her breasts, her belly... and stopped just shy of her hips.

Airi felt her breath quicken. "Aren't... aren't you going to keep going?" said Airi, starting to squirm.

"Mmm... in a little bit," said Setsuko, moving back up to Airi's belly. "Perhaps."

Airi gasped. She was feeling very turned on. She could feel herself getting wet already... it never happened that fast before! She really wanted to touch herself right now, but... she struggled against her bonds a bit.

"Mmm, is something wrong, little one?" said Setsuko, looking up and meeting Airi's eyes. "Is there something you'd like to do?"

Airi nodded, but she couldn't quite make herself form the words. She struggled a little harder.

"Come on, you can do it," cooed Setsuko. "Is there something you would like me to help you with?"

Airi took several deep breaths, trying to calm herself down, but it was getting harder and harder to focus on anything except a single primal need.

"M... Mistress Setsuko," she panted. "Would you... would you please... touch me?"

"But I am touching you," said Setsuko, walking her fingers down Airi's chest and stomach. "Is there someplace in particular you wish to be touched?"

Airi's face grew even warmer. Was she going to make her say it?

"P... please," she said. "Touch my... my... my pussy!"

Setsuko smirked as Airi finally said the word. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" she said, letting her fingers continue to drift down, this time all the way down to Airi's crotch. Her nether lips were positively dripping at this point, and as she felt Setsuko's finger trace around them, every sensation seemed to be heightened. When she finally inserted it, Airi cried out from the immense pleasure of it all. She looked back around at Setsuko, who was idly rubbing her belly with the other hand. Every so often, it would visibly tighten.

"How does that feel, dear?" said Setsuko, as she hooked her finger slightly, causing Airi's senses to light up anew.

"Nnn!" cried Airi, squirming harder. Despite their softness, the webbing binding her felt as strong as steel cable. "It feels good... so good... but I need more, touch me more!"

Setsuko tutted, shaking her head and withdrawing her finger. "That's now how we get what we want," she said. "Now, ask me nicely. 'Please, Mistress Setsuko' would be a nice start."

Airi took another hard breath, trying to compose herself. "Please... Mistress Setsuko," she said. "You make me feel so good... please touch me more..."

"Good girl," said Setsuko, standing up and patting Airi on the head. "Since you asked me so nicely, I can do you one better than that." Setsuko stood up straight and slowly paced over to a cabinet on the opposite wall, her hips swaying hypnotically from side to side. As she moved, Airi couldn't help but notice the wet trail that Setsuko was leaving behind her, and her experience, limited as it was, told her that it wouldn't be much longer now before Setsuko had some serious work to get down to.

From her bound position, Airi couldn't see what Setsuko was looking for in the cabinet, but it didn't take her long to find it. She pulled a seat along with her as she went, setting it down next to the bed. It looked like the birthing stools Airi had occasionally seen in use, but much fancier, with plush, velvet-covered cushions throughout. She leaned over Airi again.

"Did you miss me?" she asked sweetly. Airi nodded eagerly. "Well, since you were such a good girl," Setsuko continued, "your mistress got your a present." She held up a little pink capsule, maybe the size of her thumb. In her other hand, she held a little strand of web, two inches long or so, and gingerly licked either end of it. Using the web, she adhered the capsule to Airi's groin, right over her clitoris. She nudged it a little, causing Airi to tremble. Once she had ascertained that it was fixed in place, she seated herself in the stool-chair, and one of her spider-limbs handed her a little remote, the same color as the capsule. Airi felt her breath start to quicken with anticipation as Setsuko twirled the remote in her hands.

"I bet you would really like me to push this button, hmm?" said Setsuko, as Airi squirmed. Setsuko's free hand was now between her spread thighs, as she slowly and rhythmically touched herself.

Airi nodded as emphatically as her limited mobility would allow for. "Yes, please, Mistress Setsuko!" she cried. Setsuko's smile widened a little bit, and her thumb depressed the button slightly. The capsule began to vibrate gently, and Airi let out a long moan. Then, as suddenly as it had started, it stopped again. Airi looked over to Setsuko, who was rubbing herself faster and faster. She was still smiling, but this time, it looked a bit less warm and a little more... mischievous.

"P-Please, mistress!" said Airi. "I want more, please! I need it!"

"Need it, do you?" said Setsuko, thumb on the button. "How badly - nngh - do you need it?" Her belly tightened up once again, harder than before, but Setsuko's expression barely shifted. Was she starting to push? Airi couldn't tell. Her composure was as flawless as it had been.

"I... need it... so bad!" said Airi. She was thrashing now. She had never, not in her whole life, been this... this horny. There was no other word for it. "Please, mistress!"

The vibrator began to buzz again, this time with a little more intensity, and Airi felt her hips buck as it send waves of pleasure straight into the core of her being. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She could feel it, she was almost there...

It stopped again, and Airi almost started to weep in frustration. She looked back at Setsuko once again. She was panting heavily now, still touching her nethers. It was hard to tell from the way she was sitting, but Airi thought she could just about see a white-haired head beginning to emerge. But Setsuko didn't look away from Airi, not for a second. And she said nothing.

"Please... Mistress Setsuko," said Airi. "I... I'm so... so... I really..."

"Are you getting close, my little darling?" said Setsuko. Her thumb was gently rubbing against the button, but not pressing it.

"Nn... yes!" said Airi, pleadingly.

"Do you want to... nn... come?" said Setsuko. This time, she winced a little bit, and her legs spread a little wider.

"Yes!" repeated Airi.

"Not without my permission, little one," said Setsuko, smile widening. "If you want to come, you have to convince me that you really, truly want it."

Airi almost screamed. "I'm begging you, Mistress!" she said, squirming against her bonds. If she could just get her hand free, if she could only touch herself... "I wanna come! I need to come! I need it so bad I can't see straight! Please, please, pleasepleasepleeease..."

Setsuko continued to gently thumb the button. Then, she pushed it down as hard as it would go, and the little vibrator began to pulse against Airi's clit. Airi screamed as she was finally brought to her climax, arching her back as unimaginable pleasure lit her nerves up like a bolt of lightning. She thought she might go absolutely crazy from the overwhelming intensity of it, until finally, mercifully, it stopped, and Airi fell back down against the bed, panting. She looked back over to Setsuko; she had dropped the remote, and was letting out pleasurable moans of her own with both of her hands down at her nethers. Airi saw her tensing up as she pushed her baby out into her waiting hands, and as its head and shoulders were born, she gently lifted it out of her and clutched it to her chest.

"Mmm... exquisite," she said, wiping her brow with a handkerchief held in one of her hindlimbs. "That was wonderful, dear... how are you feeling?"

"Nrrglasfgl," said Airi. She was still feeling the aftershocks from her orgasm.

"That sounds about right," said Setsuko, standing upright, only a little uncertain on her feet, and made her way over to the bed. In a flash, she tore Airi's bindings apart, and Airi relaxed.

"That was... that was..." panted Airi. "I can't even find the words."

"It's always nice to give somebody a new experience," said Setsuko, leaning in and kissing Airi on the forehead. "Now, I have to go and see to my new little darling here. You can rest here as long as you would like. And if you would ever like to come back for a little more fun..." She winked suggestively. "My door is always open to you."

With that, Setsuko left, leaving Airi alone with her thoughts. She remained in the bed until she could feel her limbs again, and then, once she could do so, got dressed made her way back to her own quarters, where she fell into bed without even getting changed and passed out.

The next morning, Airi woke up to find that another little gift had arrived for her. This one was a little red velvet box. Inside of the box was... a finely-tooled leather collar, bearing a shiny gold plate with Airi's name on it.

Airi considered the item, and couldn't help but smile.

Last night was definitely not going to be the last time she accepted one of Setsuko's offers. And that had only been her first taste. Airi's mind positively boggled at the thought of everything she still had to learn...