The Punishment of A Demon General

I don't know how long I was there being tortured by the Heroine's hands, my sense of time completely eroded by the waves of pleasure and not being able to see, she continued whispering sweet words in my ear without fail the entire time, making my entire body feel like it was going to break down into nothing before everything faded to black, my consciousness finally succumbing to the onslaught.

...

When I come to, I can't decide whether I feel amazing or I feel like shit, dehydrated from that intense experience, but sore in all the right places...

Though I still can't see... Or move, did you seriously not let me out after all this? I let out a few groans, unsure of my surroundings, my heart racing a bit from the unknown.

The web gag was removed, at least, but why does my mouth feel so sore too?

"Oh, hey Ilvia, uh... Do you know how to remove arachne webs?" The Heroine calls to me, making me desperately want to facepalm if I weren't completely tied up.

"You..." I need to clear my voice a few times, my voice hoarse and dry. "I-" I try to finish that sentence, but I suddenly feel the Heroine kiss me, passing water along into my mouth, drawing hoarse moans from me as she does. I suck down the water happily though, my parched throat not wanting to miss even a single drop.

While I don't have to drink, damn does dehydrating not feel incredibly uncomfortable... I feel relieved knowing I'll be feeling better soon after that. "Are you an idiot?" I say, my voice coming a bit more clear now.

"Guilty as charged." She says, finishing it with a cutesie 'teehee', making me want to kick her. Did you seriously get me wrapped up by an arachne without a plan to get me out?! Now I get why my mouth hurts, ugh... She probably just ripped it off with all her power.

"The... I don't know what you did with the arachne, but their hands are covered in this fine fur that makes them able to touch their webs without sticking to them, they also have some sort of oil on them that loosens them up as well, so you just have to make her pull it off." Please don't tell me she did something like throw her away.

"Oh, that's easy enough." Thank fuck. I let out a sigh of relief and relax as a pair of hands begins 'undressing me' though its more 'unbinding'. Are you seriously going to save the blindfold for last? You're the worst.

I dunno how long it takes, but I'm finally free! Free to see a Heroine controlling the spider like some sort of repugnant puppeteer, a creepy grin on her face as she wiggles her fingers. "You are seriously a villain, not a hero..."

"Hey, I saved you didn't I?" She says with a cute grin.

"You're the one who trapped me in the first place you dirty traitor!" I huff and cross my arms, not even attempting to get out of bed yet, the feeling deep within the pit of my stomach and more importantly, the fact I can barely feel my legs, making me feel like I'd just tumble over if I did.

My loud voice seems to awaken the three humans sleeping together in a cuddle pile in the corner of the room, having only noticed them after they got startled awake. ... Huh, they slept together naked, except Julia. That's kind of hot.

They all look at me with slightly red cheeks before looking away, even Killa. ... Why are you... I don't know why they're reacting like that, but I can feel my own cheeks burn in response, why are they so embarrassed to look at me?!

I look over the unconscious demons who seem to be snoozing peacefully, a glance cast at the window telling me it's probably somewhere in the morning? Maybe the afternoon.

... I look back to the Heroine who is staring back at me expectantly. I wrap the filthy sheets around me to hide myself, concealing myself from her gaze. I want to say a lot of things to her, but I don't even know what to say anymore.

I curl up into a ball in the sheets, my cheeks feeling hotter and hotter the longer I try and think about it, what do I even say? I don't like her! I just... I just wanna have sex with her! Yeah! She just keeps bullying me and not letting it happen.

My brain briefly remembers the sight of her chest and neck, covered in all the hickeys I left last night, my body suddenly trembling in delight.

"Do you love me now~?" A whisper comes into my ear, sending me almost flying out of the bed as I jump away, crashing into a sofa before slumping to the floor.

"O-Of... Of course n... not you idiot! I ... uh... hugh..." My brain turns into mush, completely caught off guard as I try to shakily right myself, pulling myself onto the sofa to curl my body up, facing away from her.

What kind of Demon General am I? I don't even have the courage to look at her anymore! I'm a failure! What do I even-

I feel the Heroine's arms wrap me up from behind, hugging me, practically causing steam to erupt from my head as my cheeks burn even harder. I don't like you at all, you're just weirdly sexy! I don't care!

Instead of saying anything, she just pets me, ignoring my wings and tail thrashing in flustered frustration.

You're supposed to be my slave right now! Go away! Go away! Despite the calls in my heart, I can't bring myself to vocalize it, feeling like that would be admitting defeat somehow despite everything, my prideful heart pounding in my chest like crazy, trying to get me to get away from this crazy Heroine.

"J-just... Get ready so we can go!" I finally call, my head nearly feeling feverish with the boiling shame and flustering filling it.

I need to get stronger, I refuse to lose to her! I'm gonna... I don't know what I'm gonna do.

I hang my head in frustration as the petting suddenly cease, the Heroine seemingly heading back to get dressed.

I lay down flat on my stomach, face down into the cushions, closing my eyes while I try to calm myself down.

...

After a while, I begin to feel myself getting dressed up, not having the energy to bother helping or fight back, all mental and physical energy having been drained by this evil Heroine.

I can't think of any way to win against her... Like, Wrath could! Maybe Pride, but... I don't know why it feels so damn uncomfortable to even- Ugh!

I give up... I give up. I turn my head to the side, making eye contact with the Heroine who is attempting to dress me despite the awkward position, my cheeks still burning from earlier.

"Please become my slave." I say, I can't even bother to try and mask my shame anymore, my pride is a mess, I am a mess.

She looks thoughtful for a couple moments. "Maybe." She says, giving me a pat on the head. ... Why is that worse than her saying no?! I wasn't even being serious!

Okay, maybe I was, I don't even know anymore. I just bury myself back into the couch again, letting myself get dressed by her once more. Surprisingly she hasn't touched me lewdly at all, she's just... Dressing me.

I don't know if I was expecting it or what, but I can't tell if I feel disappointed or relaxed by that thought. Why can't you just make sense for one single day, Heroine?!

After a while she seems to stop though... Am I dressed? I dunno.

Before I can get the answer to that, I'm suddenly picked up by her in a princess carry, leaving my wings, tail, arms and legs all flailing in surprise.

"W-what are you even-" My voice is almost immediately silenced by a gaze from the Heroine, choking up my throat almost immediately. I bury my face into my hands, hiding myself from that burning gaze she locked onto me.

Why is this happening to me?! What is even going on?! This is torture, this is Hell! I've died and gone there! The Heroine bound me up and killed me by fucking me to death!

She seems to ignore the muffled screams into my hands, not minding them at all as she carries me out.

"I get that you want to keep screaming, buuut... We'll need some directions, please." Wait... She needs directions from me? Wait, right. I did guide everyone last night just fine, but... I mean, I know the city pretty well, I was-

Why do I feel so weird, I'm being asked for help by her too?! Not even like 'oh, do it.' just 'please help.'

My brain feels like it's tied in knots, how do I even think through all of this?! I was so excited for everything I was able to guide us, but now my head is so full I'm drawing a blank...

I peek through my fingers, seeing the Heroine looking at me expectantly, my heart soaring even further with frustration. Stop looking at me like that! I can't think with you staring at me!

Uh, gates right... gates. Uh, I can fly up and figure out where they are and let them take it from there? But what if they wander into weird areas by accident...

Aaah, it came to me so naturally last night, why can't I do it now?! I give my cheeks some hard slaps, trying to smack the useless thoughts out of me.

"Uh... I..." I try to get the words out, but I catch her gaze once more, my breath being stolen almost immediately as my cheeks heat up once more, memories of last night tickling the back of my head as I remember all the little things she said...

"Just speak! Why are you acting like a blushing schoolgirl?!" Killa shouts, apparently having got over her earlier embarrassment, though I can see her cheeks still carry a faint tinge of red to them.

Those words cause some nosy glances from the few bystanders there are, seeing a slave berating their master so. Julia covers Killa's mouth with her hand, bowing her head and trying to act like an apologetic slave when she notices it.

"I'm very sorry, Mistress. Please forgive her for speaking out of turn." The word 'mistress' seems to get a bit more of a blush out of her, but she pulls it off pretty well.

The situation sobers me up enough to at least wave my hand to the both of them "I'll punish her later, forgiveness or no. I will however keep your request in mind and not kill her." I try to keep my voice as steady as possible, making sure not to look at the Heroine still carrying me.

Even Fluffy scolds Killa softly under her breath as we try to make our way away from the intense stares of the nearby demons, hoping something amiss wasn't sensed by them.

I mean, there's no way nobody would guess outright that something like this would happen, but if a master were ever to be showing weakness by getting 'owned' by their slaves, it would probably cause a couple attacks to happen, and dealing with that while trying to make our way through the city would be really annoying.

At least that cleared my head up enough to remember where to go... I can't tell whether I should praise Killa or call her an idiot.

Both, I guess... I'm tired.