You were a yokai, namely a kitsune. Many people didn't believe in your existence, and those who did were hunting for a "mythical" creature. But in any case, regardless of gender, all the people who saw you and were seduced by your beauty were eventually eaten. By you, of course.

Scaramouche was no exception, but you have to give him his due, he was beautiful. That's why you decided to keep him as your slave for satisfaction..His shorts were already half down, covering the wounds on his knees.. "Mighty kitsune.. Please let me go!!.." Scaramouche resisted.