Helping along with the orgies with tips and tricks and the occasional tail whippings, glad to see that everyone is having fun! Bathing in my enchanted hotsprings water will definitely make girls horny and fertile as fuck, which is the entire point after all, as I leave them to it and escort my two fire priests into my inner sanctum. Where only those that get specifically invited can come inside. Which is where I find my five new recruits/sacrifices/tasty treats, smiling all foxy at them as I stand there, foxfire tails blazing like crazy after getting a fresh orgasm out of my bunny priest. The five of them finding it hard to stand in front of me like this, starting to sweat it up and feeling their clothes getting hot. Meanwhile, the rest of the room is filled with the most expensive and pristine and amazing sex toys, bondage gear, shackles, stocks, suspension devices, gags, pulleys, and paddles that any properly spoiled firefox would find decent but to any other slut, would drool over to own.<br/><br/>But that is not all, as I let out a foxy giggle at the five of them before moving onto my speech,<strong>"Ah good, my new recruits! Only one of you gets to be blessed with the high honor of being my personal new servant, and be given a small portion of my powers. The one of you that succeeds will be elevated into true nobility, having a flame tail and the constant searing horiness and lust that I feel every day. All so that you are flame immune enough to comb my tails and give me massages."</strong>Cleanly laying out my intentions that all I seek is a handmaiden that is feisty and flame proof enough to do a proper job of it.<br/><br/><strong>"The rest of you will meet a fate that is even worse than those that I nibble on and drain of their sexuality. For I enjoy the finer things in life, and what good is having furniture and chairs that keep exploding thanks to my foxfire? I've found an excellent solution to that problem..."</strong>Escorting them deeper into my inner sanctum and to where I relax and enjoy myself when not in my pool. A lavish living space with another sex dungeon, a hot springs pool, balcony overlooking my city, small kitchen and bar, and a sitting area surrounded by a insanely large scrying orb that I use to spy on people in the city and pick up soap operas. The difference from a typical suite like this, is all the furniture is bandaged up kemonomimi girls! The five girls getting to see the horror in their eyes as they squirm meekly in their metal or rope bindings, forced into embarrassing or stressful positions, and latched into place under table tops of chair backings, with a few girls hanging from the ceiling to make chandeliers. All or most of them have some variety of nipple bells and clit bells and lewd tattoos of orgies on their bodies or other sexual imagery.<br/><br/>Taking a casual inspection of my collection of furniture, occasionally tail whipping one of them, making her groan into her dildo gag, before finishing.<strong>"Ah yes, looks like I need two more side tables, a chair, and a wine rack. Each of these girls are enchanted with my lovely foxy magicks so that they only need a once a month feeding of my sexual energies, which means tail humping them until they cum, as this prevents them from exploding from my foxfire. They'll be my furniture for possibly decades, until I get bored of them and donate them to charity..."</strong>Letting the five recruits see this and sink in of what they volunteered for, as I escort them all back to the training center/sex dungeon.<br/><br/><strong>"Okay ladies! In order to be properly blessed by my foxfire, you'll need to lose everything about yourself. To be utterly degraded, humiliated, and broken in. That way I can tell whom among you are feisty enough to not be made into furniture. Having a boring handmaiden is very boring, which is why I gave my last one to the kitty King to enjoy. So here is hoping that one of you meets my minimum requirements! Nyah!" </strong>Finishing up my pep talk by telling them that the first test is to strip nude and fight! Eager to see whom has the fighting spirit inside of them, telling them to not hold back, as I have two priests here anyway that can heal any wounds later.