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Weekend Payments for Guy_Threepwood by Draconicon

It didn't take the tanuki long to hustle the rest of his customers out of the shop. Some were annoyed, but he didn't much care; they weren't spending any money on items, and unless they wanted to participate in his income, then they were out the door.

He was just in the process of locking it when he saw someone familiar out of the corner of his eye. Tom Nook blinked, and then smirked.

Well, well, finally coming to make up that lost payment, is he?

The villager - the only human around - was just walking down the road. Unsurprisingly, he looked rather nervous. Tom liked that; nervous people were more likely to do what they were told.

He opened the door again, stepping outside with a grin on his face as the human came to a sudden stop in front of his door. The tanuki gestured inside.

"I believe we have some business to attend to."

"Uh, well, Tom, you see -"

"A great deal of private business. Come in."

The villager didn't look happy, but once more, he didn't much care. There was a debt owed - a rather considerable one, by this point - and he was going to make sure that the human paid it. As soon as the villager was inside, he closed the door and locked it behind him, putting his back against it and facing his indebted client.

"So, have you come to pay off some of your interest?"

"Look, Tom, I know that I said I'd have it, but..."

"But you don't, am I right?"

"...No."

Just what I was hoping to hear.

Tom nodded as he looked the human up and down. He could see the reddening cheeks, and knew that the villager was remembering their last meeting, two weeks ago. Back then, the human couldn't pay anything on his debt, and there'd been a deal of sorts struck. He imagined that the human had been hoping he'd never have to do something like that again. Considering how much Tom had enjoyed having the human under his feet, he'd hoped the opposite.

It was good when the universe worked things out in his favor.

Chuckling, the tanuki walked around the human, adjusting his apron a little bit as he moved around. He ran his hands over some of the different goods that he kept around, including a rather nice chair that he had been hoping to sell off soon. Parking his round rump in it, he turned to look at his client.

"You know that I don't like people skipping out on their debts."

"I promise, Tom, it won't happen again."

"That's what you said last time. And I gave you a bit of mercy to let you keep your home for a bit longer."

"Is..."

The human gulped.

"Is there a way that I can do...that...again today? Just to tide me over a bit until I have some money I can give you. You know -"

"I don't think that will work this time."

Tom shook his head, folding his hands over his belly as he looked at the human. There, that's what he wanted to see. Those droplets of sweat, that knowledge of his power; it was precisely what he wanted to see in the eyes of everyone around. He was more than a shopkeeper. Better than. And he loved to see that people knew it.

Flexing his feet, he swayed them back and forth just enough to draw the human's eyes down to them. They were still in sandals, but the toes poked out just enough for his client to see them. He knew that the memory of the last time would still be fresh in the villager's mind; the tanuki's feet had been sweaty and musky back then, and the human had been made to clean them to utter perfection. Tom would imagine he'd carry that memory to the end of his days.

He pushed at the edge of one of his sandals, making it slide off of the edge of his foot and fall to the ground. As it clattered, he curled his toes, letting out a contented sigh as his foot was finally bared.

"I almost think that you want to do this again."

"What?! You're crazy, I -"

"But it doesn't matter, because that won't have the same value anymore."

Tom knocked his other sandal off with a bit of a grunt, leaving both of his feet exposed and pointed towards the villager. He fanned and curled his toes, making sure that they were watched as he continued.

"Your foot licking was...enjoyable, but it was certainly not worth an encore. Not enough of one to pay off another week's worth of money to me. So, if you want to keep the debt at bay, you're going to have to do something new."

The look of helplessness was nearly as good as the look acknowledging the tanuki's power. The human didn't have any hope of getting out of the deal without appeasing him in some way.

Just as it should be.

"Do you know what I would enjoy, hmm? Do you know what might buy you a little extra time?"

The villager shook his head.

"I am looking for...a slave, I suppose. Someone to tend to me. To do exactly what I say, as I say it, and give me the respect I deserve. If you think that you can fill that role for the weekend, I'll forgive a bit more of your debt. I'll even give you a whole month to start raising funds for the payment again.

"But in return, you have to do exactly what I say. I am not just Tom Nook, the storekeeper. I am Tom Nook, your master. I am your lord. I am, well, your god, if you want to believe in it that way. You will be less than the ground beneath my feet, and you will answer everything I say with a simple 'Yes, Master' or 'No, Master' as the situation requires? Do you understand that?"

He looked up from his toes to see the human's reaction, and the slack-jawed look of shock was all that he could have hoped for. The tanuki chuckled, leaning back on the chair as he watched the human wordlessly mouth various things, trying to say something but unable to wrap his head around things.

Tom knew that it wouldn't be long before the villager gave in. No matter how the people here lived their lives, there was one thing that everyone knew. They might not say it, they might not know that they knew it, but it was in the bones.

Tom Nook owned everything. What he said was law. And if he wanted a person, then that person better have a ton of money to keep the tanuki from owning him.

"I'll ask you again. Do you agree?"

The human slowly nodded, and Tom smiled.

"Excellent. Then this weekend will keep your interest at bay for a month. But only at bay; this isn't a payment."

"But -"

"I am being particularly nice here. Don't make me regret it."

"...Okay."

"Okay, what?"

"Okay...master."

"That's better."

Tom nodded towards the back rooms, a small smile growing larger as he looked the human up and down again.

"I've set aside some clothing for your weekend. Head back there and put it on, and then come back to me."

Whether it was eagerness to keep his debt from getting higher or simple fear of making the tanuki wait, the human ran off as commanded. Tom watched him run, his eyes closing for a moment as he leaned back in the chair, drumming his fingers on his belly.

This is going to be the best weekend I've had in a long time...

"I can't believe you're making me wear this. Um. Master."

The pause wasn't something that he liked hearing, but he supposed that was something he would need to forgive. The villager was still getting used to his place, after all, and he would need a bit of time to learn not to forget.

Of course, Tom didn't plan on giving him much. Punishing him for forgetting could be just as fun as the respect he got from the villager remembering. The tanuki chuckled.

"What's the matter? I believe it exemplifies your current station very nicely."

The human looked down at himself helplessly, and Tom looked him over as well. The villager's clothing - pants, shirt, shoes, underwear, everything - was gone. Replacing them was a simple dog collar, a loincloth, and bands over the wrists and ankles. They had little rings on them as well, similar to the d-ring in the collar, and they could be very useful for tie-points later if he decided he wanted to keep the human from running off.

For now, though, they were just decoration, and good decoration, in his mind. Tom Nook reached out and patted the human's stomach, running his hand down over the loincloth before squeezing, hard. The villager grunted, leaning forward over the tanuki's arm with his face burning bright red.

"P-please, master, don't -"

"You are my slave for the weekend, remember? You don't get to tell me what to do."

He squeezed again, knowing his fingers were wrapped around the human's balls as he did it. The soft whimpers from his client, the cracked pleas for mercy, it all added to the power rush that he felt then and there.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes master! I'm sorry master!"

"Good boy."

The tanuki let go of his slave's balls, watching as the human crumpled to his feet. It was pretty satisfying, and for a second, he could almost pretend that the human was actually kneeling before him out of respect rather than out of pain.

Then the moment passed, and the two of them were simply lender and lendee again. The tanuki stood on one foot, putting the other on the human's shoulders to keep him down. He reached out to tilt the human's chin up, and chuckled at the mix of confusion and slight fear in the human's eyes.

"I will make you earn your safety net, human. Understand that; I will make you earn every bit of it."

"H-how?"

"You'll see. For now."

He pulled his foot back, and pointed towards the ground.

"The shop is dirty. Clean up everything, and I'll be back in an hour to see how you've done."

He had hoped to shock his new slave with the sheer mundanity of the task, and if the villager's face was anything to go by, he'd succeeded. The tanuki chuckled as he walked off, shaking his head a couple of times as he debated what he'd do with his slave if things weren't done to his satisfaction by the time that he got back.

To his surprise, the villager had done a satisfactory job. Admittedly, there were a few dust piles in the corner where the broom hadn't been able to reach them, and some of the plinths holding his wares could have been polished rather than simply cleaned, but for an hour's work, the villager was really quite industrious. Nodding in approval at the whole thing as he came back in from the rear rooms, he looked towards his slave.

The villager was leaning against the wall, his eyes towards the floor. The way he stood, the way he held the broom, everything about him looked utterly subservient.

Heh, he really wants to avoid getting punished, I see, Nook thought as he looked his slave over. Good. But let's see just how well he can handle himself as the weekend goes on.

"Slave!"

The human rushed over to him immediately, falling to his hands and knees and looking up at him.

"Yes, Master?"

"You've done pretty well. For that, I won't make you lick my feet clean."

The unspoken 'right now' hung between the two of them for a moment, but the human seemed far more focused on the fact that he wouldn't be immediately licking the tanuki's feet. Tom ignored the muttered thanks and whispers of gratitude, and sat down on the chair he'd picked out before.

"Instead, you'll just massage them. Start with the arch and work your way down; save the toes for last."

"Yes, Master. Thank you for...for this, master."

Another hesitation. It bothered him, perhaps a little more than it should, that the human continued to make him wait like that for his due respect. He'd allow one more hesitation, he decided. One more, and if the human went beyond that, he wouldn't hold himself responsible for what happened.

He wiggled his toes impatiently, and the human fell to his knees again at the chair's attached footrest. Tom leaned back as his feet were lifted up, one resting on the human's loincloth, while the other was held up in front of the human's face. Tom rather liked the feeling of having the human as a living footrest, particularly as the hands were slightly plush, cushioning in much the way the footrest had been.

Wiggling his toes again, he made sure that the human was actually going to get to the massage before closing his eyes. A soft moan of contentment slipped past his lips as the human dug his thumbs into his feet, rubbing from the arch down, just as he'd been instructed. A good sign, that.

As the massage continued, the tauki flashed back to his time in the city once again. The rare times between successes where he had the money, he had enjoyed the feeling of going to massage parlors, to places of both high stature and ill repute and getting the services of another. The simple feeling of having his body tended to by someone that knew that they were just a hireling was simply wonderful, and the knowledge that he had the money to just OWN someone, even for a set amount of time, appealed to his business nature more than he had thought it would.

And now, he owned the villager. The feeling of those thumbs gliding along his soles, pressing into his flesh and rubbing the sore muscles was wonderful. Tom thought about having someone to do this every day, and the sheer feeling of power over another sent a jolt of pleasure right down to his groin.

"Mmmm, keep that up, slave."

His mutter kept the human rubbing eagerly, the thumbs making their way further and further down the tanuki's foot. Tom smiled, rubbing his hands together as he imagined how it would be to expand his reach, to take more and more people under his sway. The power over people through debt was something he'd experimented with before, but never to this degree. Was this how the real power brokers in the city did it? By lending out just enough money to give people something they want, and hooking them in forever?

If that was the case, he should have been doing it long since. Forget saving up and leaving so quickly; he should find some way to lock everybody in the town up so that they owed him something. His assistants? Paid, but only so that they could pay him. His customers? On the hook for more than they could afford, and always needing more. Each and every one, subservient to him, and looking for any way to keep their debt from getting too overwhelming.

He was so into the idea of everyone under him that he barely noticed his foot being put down. Yet, when he heard the human start to slide off of the footrest, he opened one eye and looked at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, I, uh, I was just going -"

"You haven't finished with my other foot yet."

"But -"

"Slave."

The tanuki narrowed his eyes until the human got back to work. As his other foot was massaged, he worked his already rubbed one under the human's loincloth, tapping his toes against what was hidden underneath. He chuckled at the obvious embarrassment on the villager's face, and continued to stroke and tap his toes against the hidden package.

"Hmm, hmm, what do we have here? Not a great deal, it seems. No wonder your pants always look so flat in the front."

"I...I don't go for tight things..."

"Well, even tight pants wouldn't show much on you."

Tom turned his leg a bit, squeezing his toes around the villager's cock head. The human's voice suddenly caught in his throat, and he chuckled. Teasing the tip a bit, he watched the human's reactions as he felt the shaft start to grow against his foot.

"My my, do you have a foot fetish?"

"I - no! You're just -"

"Good. Because if you did, this would be some sort of service to you instead of you working off your debt. And I don't think you want to have to deal with more of that, hmm?"

The human rapidly shook his head. Though the massage was steady and comforting, the tanuki couldn't help but feel more and more excited. He enjoyed the thought of the human putting himself at risk. If the debt could be deepened rather than simply forgiven through this method, Tom wanted to play it for as much as it was worth.

So he kept teasing the human with his relaxed foot, dragging his toes along the shaft and teasing it to a harder and harder state. When it was fully hard, he curled his toes around the tip, pulling it from one direction to another as if it were a lever for him to work.

All the while, the human moaned and shuddered as he kept up the massage. Tom was genuinely surprised that his slave was doing so well, considering his level of distraction, but he supposed that the villager simply was that desperate to keep the debt from getting worse. Of course, he was just as determined to make it last longer, and he had all the cards, while the human only had his desperation.

So Tom started stroking the human. It was pretty easy, considering how dexterous his toes were and how easy it was to slide the shaft between them. Almost immediately, he felt little strings of pre oozing from the human's cock, decorating the bottom of his foot. The tanuki chuckled again.

"Look at you. Are you sure you aren't enjoying this?"

"It's just...it's not my...I'm just -"

"Maybe I should gag you on my toes again. After all, you're not saying anything sensible at the moment, so why should you get to talk?"

The human clammed up immediately, keeping the excuses inside. A pity; he wanted to see the human lose it.

As he pulled his foot back from its massage, he used it to kick the loincloth out of the way. The revealed shaft wasn't particularly impressive, sadly; it was shorter than Tom's own, and he knew for a fact that it was smaller than most of the village, considering the fitted underwear he tended to sell. He shook his head.

"Packing so little, I see."

The human opened his mouth, but clammed it shut before saying anything damning.

"Heh, learning, are we?"

"Yes, master."

"And remembering. Very, very good."

The tanuki stroked his feet over the human's shaft. It throbbed and twitched as the villager bit his tongue, but even so, Tom could hear the suppressed moans. More than that, he could smell the building need on the human. Despite the degradation, it was clear that the villager was pretty close to spurting his load all over the floor.

But Tom had other ideas.

"Get on all fours, human."

"W-"

"Don't question me, just do it."

When the human immediately jumped off of the foot rest and went to all fours, Tom wasn't sure if he was happy or disappointed. On the one hand, the human was following orders very nicely, and very quickly. The obedience he saw bespoke a breaking mind that would be all too eager to do what it was told in the future.

On the other hand, he had been hoping that the human would screw up, on some level. It would have allowed him to punish his slave, and he was starting to want to do that. The idea of the human squirming as he learned a lesson was nearly as appealing as the thought of him being underfoot and owned for the rest of his life.

Shaking his head, Tom stood up. He placed one foot on the back of the human's neck and balanced on the other as he reached down below.

"For being such a good slave..."

The tanuki grabbed hold of the human's erection. It throbbed and pulsed hard in his hand, and up close, he could see how it was leaking like crazy. The human's libido must have been going insane for it to be leaking this much, he thought, though he supposed it was natural. The human was learning his place, after all, and the human should learn to be aroused by his master's body rather than his own fantasies.

He squeezed it, making the villager groan and thrust forward against his grip. Chuckling, the tanuki encouraged the human, stroking him and matching the thrusts.

"Feel this, human? Feel this need in you? From now on, Master Tom controls this, you understand? This is mine, just like you are."

"Y-yes, master...yours..."

"Your body is mine. I can do whatever I want with it, no matter how you complain. Do you understand?"

"Yes, master. I understand, master."

Tom nodded, pushing down a bit harder on the human's neck until his head touched the floor. At this angle, he knew that the human's cock was pointed right at his face. He hoped that the villager knew what he was going for; it was pretty obvious at this point.

"Do you want to cum, human?"

"Yes, master!"

"Do you want me to make you cum?"

"Please, master, I need it. Make me cum!"

"Fine. Cum all over your face, slave."

With a couple final strokes, Tom took the slave over the edge and made him spurt all over his fur-less face. The sight of the thick shots of cum landing on the villager's cheeks was so powerful that it set his own cock to throbbing. Tom felt the temptation to take the villager then and there, and he almost reached for his pants.

However, he stopped himself at the last second, shaking his head as he pulled his hands back. There would be time for that later. For now, there was something else that he needed to do.

"Go and get yourself a mop."

"What for, master?"

"So you can keep cleaning. You're only half done."

Tom walked off as the human started looking around for his tools. The tanuki had a number of ideas brewing, and he needed to be alone to think about them. But there was no point leaving the human with nothing to do, and the shop needed the cleaning after the long week of selling things.

Having spent the night thinking of ideas of how to use his slave, Tom was brimming with excitement when the morning came around. He leaped out of bed, not even bothering to get his apron on as he ran down the stairs towards the guest room that he'd put the villager in, his big balls swaying side to side as he made his way through the door.

By the time that he stood beside the human's bed, his cock had swollen to full erection from his sheath, and it was bouncing, dripping in a state well past simple morning wood. As a tanuki, he was naturally 'high producing', and with his balls full and hanging nearly to his knees, as well as the idea of what he could do with a male that he outright owned, he was oozing like crazy.

Tom scooted closer and closer to the side of the bed until his cock hung over the human's face. The tip dripped onto the villager's forehead, carrying Tom's smell and mixing it with the human's own dried up seed, and the tanuki licked his lips as the human scent started to fade. For the weekend, the villager was his, and he would smell like a tanuki's toy.

He didn't even have to stroke himself as he stood over his cli - no, his slave. Tom was so turned on that he was naturally dripping, leaving his cock almost like a waterfall as it drizzled and oozed pre all over the villager's face. Every now and then, some bit of it slipped past the human's lips, leaking into his mouth, and the villager swallowed in his sleep. Seeing it left Tom all the needier.

Sadly, all good things eventually had to come to an end. The human groaned after being 'showered' by pre for a good fifteen minutes and opened his eyes. Tom chuckled, smacking his cock against the human's face.

"Good morning, slave."

The villager jerked away, his head whipping around in confusion. Tom didn't waste time, however, and pulled himself onto the bed. His massive balls and big body was enough to pin the human down as he straddled his chest, and Tom rubbed the tip of his cock against the human's lips.

"I've been thinking about this ever since you licked my feet clean the first time. Today, you'll be of real service to me, human."

"What - you can't be serious! This is -"

"This is you paying off your debt. If you don't think that this is worth it, then I suggest you find the money right now. Otherwise, open your mouth and get ready to suck your first dick, slave."

He rather hoped that the human would fight. There was a cane hidden right inside the room, as well as a paddle and other things. Tom wanted to show his authority, and somehow, he'd make it happen.

Fight me, human, he thought as he looked at the villager. Fight me, so I can show you your place.

He was just about to bump the human's lips with his cock again when the villager suddenly lashed out. Tom barely avoided the sudden bite at his cock head by rolling to the side, and his slave jumped to his feet, running for the door. The tanuki growled, even as his cock throbbed harder.

"Oh, no you don't."

Rolling over the footrest of the bed, Tom grabbed the cane from beneath it and ran after his slave. The villager was surprisingly fast, and he only barely caught up with him in the showroom. Reaching out with the cane, Tom snagged the human by the ankle and brought him down with a shudder and a crash.

Grabbing hold of the ankle strap, he dragged the human back through his shop towards the back rooms, holding the cane over his shoulder with a chuckle.

"You should have done what I told you. Now I have to remind you where you belong."

"I'm a free man! I don't need to do this for you, Tom!"

"You owe me money, human. Until you pay it off, I do basically own you. And there's nothing you can do to stop that."

He pulled his slave into a cleared-out stockroom, and threw him over one of the empty crates that were scattered about. The tanuki was behind the villager before he could get up, and pinned him down with a foot on his back. He swung the cane through the air a couple of times before spinning it so that the hooked end was pointed away from him.

"You need to remember your place, human. I told you before. You are mine for the weekend. You will do as you're told, and you'll acknowledge me as your master every step of the way. If you think that you'll do anything else, then you obviously don't want to keep your end of the bargain."

"I'm sorry, master! Please, whatever you're thinking of doing, you don't have to! I'll be a good slave, just let me -"

"Too late for apologies, slave, but I am glad to hear them, anyway."

Tom swung the cane back over his shoulder before bringing it down, hard. The human shouted at the impact, a short, bitten of bark as the wooden crook at the end collided with those fur-less, fleshy cheeks. They bounced from the impact, and as he pulled the cane back, he could see a red mark left behind.

"Hmmm, so you can serve as a nice little canvas, too. I'll remember that."

"I'm sorry, master, I'm sorry! Please stop!"

"Not until I feel you've learned your lesson. A good 19 more should do it."

The human squirmed under him, and Tom pressed down harder against his back, keeping him pinned down with his weight. One of the few advantages to being a bigger guy, he supposed.

Pulling the cane over his shoulder once more, Tom took aim and brought the cane down on the other ass cheek. It bounced, rippled, and jiggled just like its sibling cheek, and once more, he saw the red mark of the crook left behind. Ignoring the human's shudders and pleas, Tom raised the cane again and brought it down again, and again, and again.

Still, his bigger bulk came with its own problems, and after the first ten swats, he had to stop for a moment to adjust his position. Thankfully, the villager didn't get up when he pulled his foot back, nor did he make trouble as Tom walked around the crate and stood in front of him.

"Let's add a little to this spanking, hmm?"

"Please master...anything for your mercy..."

"Alright."

Tom chuckled as he brought his other foot up onto the edge of the crate. It wasn't so much of a stretch, particularly as he could lay his leg down on the side so that it pointed his sole towards the human's face. He extended the cane over his slave's back so that the crook could still reach the villager's ass, and he smiled.

"Ten kisses to my sole, human."

There was no hesitation. The human immediately leaned forward, kissing the flesh right under Tom's toes with rapid, eager pecks. He probably thought that he would get mercy if he did it fast enough.

So cute that he thinks that might happen, Tom thought.

After feeling the tenth peck of the human's lips to his sole, Tom brought the cane back to the human's rump. He rubbed it up and down that hefty pair of cheeks, and smirked to himself.

"From now on, you'll remember to kiss my foot with every spank. Do it right, and I won't add more to your punishment."

The human whimpered, and Tom felt another throb through his cock, keeping it up as he pulled the cane back again. To his annoyance, he couldn't swat the human's ass as well as he could from the other position, but the combination of the human's sudden gasp as well as the feeling of respect at the next kiss to his foot made up for that.

Spank, spank, spank went the cane, cane, cane. It made the human's ass jiggle with each impact, rippling with the hard wooden smacks that rained down. The tanuki gave a little mercy by allowing five seconds between each impact, but only so that the human had a chance to keep up with the kissing. Despite his joy at putting the villager in his place, he had the feeling that the human wouldn't be able to keep up if he rained down blows the way that he wanted to, rather than staggering them out like this.

Soon, he reached the 20th spank. He held back, letting the human think that he was done. Tom looked down, seeing the human pucker up in anticipation, and let the silence linger on. He knew what was going through the villager's mind. Was Tom done? Was the punishment over? Had he miscounted?

Just as the human started to look up, he brought the cane down hard for the last time. The villager yelped loudly, whimpering softly. Considering how close his sole was to the human's face, the tanuki could feel each hot breath as it blew over his foot. He relished the feeling, grinning to himself as the villager tried to pull himself together. He counted down the passing time in his head, wondering if the human would remember the kiss, or if he'd need to go through more punishment.

5...

4...

3...

2...

And just with a second to spare, the human leaned forward and kissed Tom's foot. The tanuki moaned, curling his toes before pulling his foot off of the crate. He walked around his bent over slave, and grabbed hold of his cock again, squeezing it just hard enough to drool pre over the human's face.

"Are you ready to give me some proper treatment, human?"

"I...I am, master."

"Then open your mouth."

The slowly opening jaws of the villager, to Tom, represented the last bit of resistance the human had to being a slave. Each little quiver of hesitation, each little twitch of nerves in the human's face, were all slowly overcome as the villager gave himself to slavery and gave in to Tom's demands. When the human's mouth was completely open, Tom's cock felt like it was about ready to explode.

He slammed in without any care for the slave's comfort. After all, he was the master, he was the one in charge. That meant that he got to receive what he wanted, regardless of the human's comfort. The tanuki panted as he hilted his cock in the villager's mouth in one thrust, growling in the back of his throat as his cock throbbed in the hot, wet confines of the human's body. Each squeeze from the villager's throat only made it better for him, as the slave tried to fight it but couldn't.

"I...own...you."

Tom barely realized he was saying it as he pulled out, but it turned into a mantra. He owned the human. He owned the villager. He owned this slave, and he would use it any way he wanted. And soon...soon, he would have the same hold over the rest of the village.

His hips bucked back and forth, thrusting in and out of his slave's mouth. His cock head never completely pulled out of the human's mouth, and the soft slurping, choking sounds that his slave made were music to his ears. Tom panted as he reached down, grabbing the sides of the villager's head to keep him steady as he thrust harder, faster, as deep as he could go with each successive thrust.

The feeling of the human's gagging slowly getting weaker didn't even leave him worried. The villager was just submitting, getting used to it. As he should, considering how often Tom planned to do this now.

His balls were slowly drawing up, and he panted, shaking his head. He didn't want this to end yet. He didn't want to have his fun spoiled by an early orgasm, but it was so close already. He'd been dreaming of this, needing it, and all the pent-up excitement from the caning was begging to be released now.

Groaning in frustration, he pulled out, grabbing hold of the villager's hair and dragging his head up so that they could look into each other's eyes.

"Beg for your master's cum."

"P-please..."

"Beg!"

"Let me have...your cum, master!" The human coughed. "Give me your cum! Let your slave have your cum!"

That was all he needed to hear. Tom grabbed hold of his cock and jerked it hard for a few seconds before it took him over the edge. The tanuki moaned out loud, throwing his head back as his balls drew up completely, his cock throbbing as he spilled his load. He could hear the soft sploit sploit of his cum landing on the human's face, and the simple sound only drew more of his cum from him.

When he finally stopped and looked down, he smirked. The human's face was a mess of tanuki seed, and he swore that the villager was actually dripping it on the floor. He let go of his slave's hair.

"Get to work. You have a mess to clean up."

The rest of the weekend went by in a blur of debauchery and servitude. Tom had never thought that having a slave would do so much to ease his workload as compared to an assistant, but he'd been wrong. With as much pull as he had over the villager, the human worked harder than any assistant, even putting in extra hours without having to be paid.

I could get used to this, was a thought that went through his mind multiple times over the weekend.

When Sunday evening came, he finally allowed the human to dress normally again, and he couldn't help but think that it wasn't an improvement. The villager seemed all too suited to the loincloth and bindings, but that just couldn't be worn out of the shop. As much as the villager grinned, Tom sighed. His slave turned to him.

"Well, Tom, I would like to say it's been fun, but -"

"You better make sure to show up next weekend, too."

"What? But, but Tom, you said -"

"I said that if you enjoyed it, then it was a favor, rather than a payment. And I recall you climaxing not once, but three times. Not to mention the times you begged me to cover your face with my seed. How could you beg for something you didn't want?"

Tom would have grinned if he didn't think it would ruin his position. The look of dawning comprehension on the human's face was just delicious, and the tanuki could see the little cogwheels turning in the villager's head.

"You...you tricked me! You made me!"

"I am just going by business. If you want to try and earn more time, come back next weekend. I'm sure I can think of more stuff for you to do."

"But -"

"Now, leave me be. I have stuff to do to get ready for tomorrow."

The villager left in silence, probably still shocked by the fact that he hadn't earned nearly as much of a reprieve as he thought. But Tom was only being honest. The human had asked for almost all that they'd done. If anything, his slave was more in debt to him than ever before.

That was the way he thought of it, anyway. It was more fun that way.

The End