The Punishment of A Demon General

I laid there for a while, completely exhausted and worn out, the floor, clothes, and my body drenched from my own making.

At some point the heroine came over and started petting me while eating popcorn, I briefly consider trying to push her away, but I don't bother.

"This is a much cuter appearance for you. Docile and compliant... So wonderful." I listen to her whispering sweet nothings into my ears, my fatigued brain struggling not to melt under the praising words.

She slowly hoists me up onto her shoulder, nearly dragging me into my connected bathroom as I recover from my daze. The vibrator in my rear sliding out to the floor with a solid clap as it hits it.

She plops me down into the tub, hooking one hand into my dress before tearing it off. Was that necessary? I grumble a little bit before I'm suddenly hit by shockingly cold water, I let out a yelp as the fog in my brain clears slightly before the water warms up.

"What are you doing...?" I cautiously ask, trying to figure out why she's suddenly decided to drop me in here. I mean, I can guess but it doesn't hurt to ask.

"You're a mess, so I'm giving you a bath. I can't bully you all the time, yenno." I still feel like she's gonna bully me, she hasn't taken off the taped on vibrators yet... I cautiously watch her, too exhausted to bother, letting her continue to woman-handle me while the bath fills with toasty warm water, making the exhaustion hit that much harder.

I know I said I want to try that again, but that was crazy intense... If I do that again any time soon I might die. Normally I'm on the side of torturing people, not being the one tortured.

Makes me understand why my slaves are so cute all the time, ugh... Hopefully nothing has gone wrong with them, 'cause at this rate I'm gonna need to escape really soon if I'm gonna be able to stop other demons from taking them or killing them.

I feel my body get gently wiped by a soft wet cloth while I think, glancing over to the heroine who seems to have swapped from torture-mode to doting-mode.

No matter what, I should try and escape tomorrow. I think I'll go with the 'modify my memories to prevent heroine from guessing what I'm gonna do, then distract her and run.'

Though, how am I gonna take Julia and my maid with me? Hm... Luggage is difficult. The maid is fairly easy since I can just trick her to wait outside, but it's difficult for me to get into contact with Julia.

I should probably ask my maid's name eventually, but I'll ask her when I've dragged her back and introduced her to my servants.

I feel my muscles relax under the hot water now rising up to my breasts, slightly sinking more into it as the tension leaves from me.

Wait, I need Julia don't I? My maid is unlikely to know where the demon lands are from here, as for me, well, it's just worst case scenario backups, okay? I'm not that bad with directions.

Once I've brought them out of the heroine's influence, I can charm them pretty easily, so convincing isn't much of an issue.

I squeak as I feel her hand against my cock, beginning to slowly peel the moistened tape away, causing me to shiver, even in the hot water. I move to quickly distract myself from the touch to try and halt my slowly building hard-on.

I'll just obey the heroine for tonight, and then get out tomorrow when she thinks she's finally tamed me! Food and shelter will be a problem along the way, I can go without both of those for a long time with this body, but the biggest issue is the two companions I'll be dragging along with me.

Feeding two people while traveling at the highest speed, while giving them time to sleep, is kind of difficult.

Since tonight will be my last night with the heroine, I at least can admire her for now until our army defeats her later. Then I'll make her my slave, and then we're all happy and good from then on.

... Wait, no, making her my slave would be really dangerous, wouldn't it? I guess I'll just have to make a cell for her so they don't kill her, she's too cute to die to Wrath.

I'll give her plenty of toys and other enrichment activities, and I can even move my desk next to the room so I can watch her while I work. Sounds like a perfect plan.

Though I really don't spend much time at a desk, do I? Perhaps I'll put her in the slave quarters so she can make some friends instead. Humans like talking to other humans and things, don't they?

I nod my head, half in agreement with myself, half due to sleepiness, content that my benevolence knows no bounds despite the consistent torture the heroine has put me through.

Suddenly I feel a flick on my ear, ow! I squirm slightly, glaring at the heroine, holding the flicked ear.

"Stop getting lost in your thoughts, I'm trying to talk to you, you know." Oh, were you? I think I've become good at tuning her out for better things. I'll have time to get out of that habit until next I see her at the very least, but I suppose I can listen to her for now.

"What were you saying?" I tilt my head innocently with a cute puff of my cheeks. May as well act like a teasing brat for the rest of my time here! Hehehehe.

"You really concern me with how much you space out into your own thoughts, you know. Do you have that much of an ego that you can't stay away from yourself for two seconds?" I can definitely hear the joking tone in her voice, but I can't help but pout in response. I am perfect, what's wrong with me preferring my own company?!

I don't say that though, I don't want her to get the wrong idea. "That didn't answer what I asked!" I try to deflect with a grumpy look, trying to push away the hands cleaning my body in an explorative manner.

"Fine, I'll pretend your expression doesn't say exactly what you're thinking this time," she speaks while she continues to clean me despite my pushy hands, following up shortly after. "You know, even though I said I'd only allow you to talk to people I introduce you to... You really haven't even tried to talk to anyone else this week, what's up with that?"

Eh, why is she looking at me like she's worried about her child being afraid to talk to people, what? I just figured she would slam me into the floor if I tried anything, of course I wouldn't talk to people! Humans are awkward anyway!

"... I mean, every time I've done something counter to your intentions you've slammed me into the floor, so." First she punishes me for every little thing, now she's going 'oh no, she's not letting me punish her.' What, is she unhappy that I'm not being so disobedient anymore?

"What's the fun in taming someone if they aren't gonna be disobedient? You could at least TRY to escape more." I stare at her, baffled. Am I the mind reader now? Did I gain a new power?

Hmm, you know, since she wants me to be rowdy and disobedient... What if I try and whine and make her pity me instead? She'd be frustrated that I'm not only not being disobedient, but I'm acting all melancholic! Muahahah!

"Well, I was originally trying to escape so I could go keep my slaves from dying, since they'll probably be picked up or murdered by demons trying to take my place, but now they're all probably dead, so it doesn't really matter as much when I escape." Technically not a lie, a couple of my slaves have probably already died if they weren't careful, especially the untrained ones.

Ideally most of them should have survived though, that's why I want to get back soon. Regardless, I try to put on my most pitiful expression.

Finally, revenge! I get to watch the heroine as she furrows her brow, seeming to find this unpleasant, my heart elated with my definitely not first victory!

"Well, since they're already dead, it's unfortunate. At least I have a proper excuse to never let you go back now. I was gonna let you go back and get your things to move back here like a proper spouse, buuuut..." I can hear her sigh a bit after saying that.

Wait, why is she looking so down now? This psycho has an emotion that isn't 'being a psycho?' What? Well, whatever, not my problem, I'm escaping tomorrow anyway.

Actually, now that I think about it, she's probably fucking with me again, isn't she? I didn't tell her the slaves were all I had, yet she's assuming that now that they're dead there's nothing worth going back for?

My head spins as I try to figure out the angle she's coming from, this evil chaotic woman never failing to drag my mind through the mud.

"... I mean, I also have a lot of other things there if you wanna let me leave and go get them?" I try to press so I can figure out what the heck is going on.

"I mean, if the slaves are gone, the rest of your stuff is probably gone too, right? There's no point in going there just to scrounge around for some leftovers." She shrugs, applying some shampoo to my hair, continuing to diligently clean me while everything goes on.

I can't help but relax as my long strands of white hair are massaged from top to bottom, one of my absolute favorite things to make my servants do. I groan softly under the touch, enjoying the cozy feeling emanating from my scalp.

I don't even respond to that last question since technically she's right, I guess, so perhaps she's not trying to mess with me. Pressing any more would just be harmful, curiosity killed the cat and all that.

So, I'll have to try and get my maid to call for Julia, tell her to guide Julia to the heroine's room... I take out the heroine, run outside, charm them, and run away! I'll have to hope that Julia responds to that, or else it might be a huge problem.

If I have to, I'll just stop in a town along the way to charm someone into being my guide, it's just incredibly difficult to make it into a human town without changing my appearance.

Maybe if I sneak into a place at night I can steal some candles and do the ritual, but that's only assuming I can find a virgin.

Here's hoping my maid is a- Ow, why flick my ear again?!

"It seems like every time we stop talking for even a second you go off into your own world, jeez. Are all demons like this?" Why would they be? There is only one of me, and this one of me is perfect!

"Of course not, I'm the only one that's as perfect as I am!" I puff out my chest proudly, watching as her eyes dart down to look at my nipples for a moment before moving back to their work.

"I see... Perhaps I need to ask someone for a refund." A refund? A refund on what?!

(Wow, that was mean.)

+Hey, that was before I started fully liking you! I mean you were sexy, but you were air-headed as all hell and it was like trying to deal with a child!+

(Wow, that's even worse.)

+Hey, I'm sorry for thinking that before, okay?+

(I didn't say anything.)

+The shorter your sentences are while talking to me, the less happy you are.+

(... What kind of half-ass metric is that?)

+See, now that I've confused you, they got a bit longer! What, why are you looking at me like that?+

Author's Note:

I had a kinda lewd dream last night.

I normally don't really have those, so I wonder if writing this novel is having an influence on my dreams?

Who knows!

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