The Punishment of A Demon General

 

I don't know how long I was out, but all I know is that I ended up back in my cage in that long maze thing.

If you're wondering how I knew immediately when I woke up, it's because I will never forget this damn ceiling.

Why am I back in hell?! Okay I know why, but also why?!

Slowly sitting up I notice something a bit different, however. There's a small lady reading a book in the corner of my cage.

She has dark brown hair, equally dark brown eyes framed by glasses, and her outfit has a pretty sleek look, covering up c-cup breasts which round out her squishy looking body.

If I had to describe her appearance in one word though, it would definitely be 'bookish'. She looks like she spends 95% of her day in a library and gets most of her exercise from carrying books around.

She seems completely engrossed in reading, not responding to any noise my movements happen to make. So I guess while she's there, I'll see if anything else has changed.

After a brief glance, the only other thing I can find is a small bottle with a note on the nightstand next to the bed, I can already see a big bold signature reading 'Your lovely Heroine' on the bottom of the page.

Something tells me I shouldn't read it, but when have I ever listened to my better judgement? I pick it up, gently rubbing the coarse sheet in between my fingers before sniffing them.

I caught a brief whiff of it earlier, but now I'm fairly sure the heroine had sprayed this letter with perfume like one would when sending to a lover in a cheesy romance. Trying to ignore the foreboding feeling, my eyes begin to scan the contents.

 

                                                             Dearest Ilvia,

Your little escapades caused my people no small amount of trouble, I even

went out of my way to ensure people would see you in a less fearful light.

I see now that my method of slowly coaxing you was wrong.

Instead, I'll shower you with gifts until you have no choice but to be

completely dependent on me. This is why I left a gift in your home as well

as a potion I will require you to drink before you're allowed to 'open' her.

                                                            Your lovely Heroine

PS. Remember, I'm always watching. If you try anything funny, don't think I

won't be afraid to give you punishments far worse than the ones before.

 

Right, of course this isn't a cheesy romance. It's not a letter to a loved one, it's a letter to a subordinate reminding them to fear you.

I glance at the suspicious bottle, there's a little string tied to it with the words 'Drink Me' on it. This seems like an awfully familiar trope, but I can't place my finger on what it is.

Ignoring the bottle for now, I look over to the woman reading, watching her for several moments as her eyes scan the pages in energetic haste, the sound of pages turning resounding frequently through the cell.

"... So, you're my present?" It looks like my words finally caught her attention, she looks up soundlessly, just opening up her mouth and pointing at it, before pointing at the bottle, and then to me.

Yeah, no, I have no idea what the fuck that means, use your words dammit! I don't say that, of course, I don't wanna scare her away already.

"Use your words, what do you mean?" In response to that she makes an X with her arms, shaking her head, before pointing to the bottle, and then to me once again.

I guess we're playing charades now? I shake my rising annoyance away, deciding to just play and get it over with. "You can't talk until I drink that?"

What I expected to be a no was met with a rapid nodding. I can't tell if I'm really good at charades or disappointed that the most nonsensical guess was right on the first try.

Perhaps the heroine ordered her to do that, so she might be in the same boat as me. I mean, if you give someone to a lust demon as a present, that's just asking for them to be tortured and abused.

I stare at the bottle once again, my discomfort rising as I sit there for what feels like half an hour, trying to think of ways to avoid drinking it.

Unfortunately, judging by the heroine's words in the letter, she's really angry this time.

I'll have to bite the bullet sooner or later, may as well do it before she decides to make the punishment worse!

I pull out the stopper and down it as quickly as I can, expecting it to taste foul. To my surprise, it kind of tastes like fresh fruits, unidentifiable fresh fruits, but fresh fruits none the less.

"Well, at least it wasn't bad tasting?" I lay down on my side after drinking it, watching the bookish gal. "Now speak."

"Hello." Came back a very short response. ... Is she fucking with me? Obviously I meant more than just a simple 'hello' not... Ugh, humans.

"So what good deeds did you do to deserve getting tossed in here with a sexy demon like me?" At the very least since we're in the same position I don't need to pander to her or anything, and even if she doesn't like me, what could she do?

I grin slightly, remembering the fact that I can 'open her up' at any point now, which judging by the heroine's lewd mind, means I can fuck her without reserve.

I can already feel my dick hardening at the thought, grinding against the soft fabric of the bed as it fills out.

She looks like she ponders a bit before finally speaking. "The Lady Heroine said it was because I was so kinky it deserved a reward."

Pffft, that really sounds like her, treating me like some sort of fuck-pet that she rewards her servants with... Haah, just the thought of that is... mhh...

I'm really getting worked up now, I can feel my dick throb between my legs as I try not to squirm around on the bed, I have at least some amount more self-control than to let a couple thoughts send me off the deep end.

Or is it just my thoughts? Now that I think about it, my body feels really flushed and hot... My head is starting to feel fuzzy like I've had too much wine.

I try to think about it a bit more, but my dick shows no sign of letting silly things such as 'thoughts' get in the way before, pulsing intensely in protest as my arousal raises to uncomfortably high levels.

"Haah, that bitch of a heroine..." I choke those words out before hopping out of bed, storming the short distance over to the brown-haired woman, eliciting a squeak from her as I push her down, against the floor, sending the book skittering slightly across the stone floor.

"Hey, that book is valu-" I shut up that stupid mouth of hers with a kiss, my hands immediately running up the bottom of her tucked in shirt, no longer tucked as I massage her breasts through her bra with intense motions, my arms causing the buttons of her shirt to burst off.

I pant and moan softly into the kiss, and she seems to do the same. The heroine wasn't wrong at least, she's kinky as hell, but we'll see how long she can last.

I grind my cock faintly across her now vulnerable and soft stomach while I continue to tackle the hardening nipples through the bra. She squirms and shivers under my aggressive touch, her face so flushed you would think she was the one who drank that potion and not me.

While I would absolutely love to drop her skirt and plow her until she screams right now, if there's one thing I've learned about breaking people is that the slower you go, the better.

Licking my lips, I pull away from the kiss, leaving her biting her own lip, she looks up to me with a hot tearful gaze.

I really should escape more often, this heroine really knows how to reward a lady. I grind my member even harder against her stomach, shuddering with the deep heat within me, greedily begging for more no matter how much I give it.

I tug off the plain bra with a short reach around motion, sending it straight off her arms as she lays them out above her head, revealing a pair of large and cute nipples, matching well with the curves of her body, only serving to stoke that flame in my heart even more.

I immediately dig in, pressing my lips against her left nipple, giving it swirling sucks while she shivers and groans under me, her skirt pushing up slightly against my crotch, making my earlier temptations all the more devastating.

I lean against her while dry humping her belly, letting one hand escape to her skirt while the other attacks the remaining nipple, giving it faint twists while I look up at her expressions, seeing them twist and contort in faint pain, but even greater pleasure.

Her hot panting as she squirms under me is painfully cute as I tear off her underwear and skirt in one swift motion, the burning need within me beginning to scald my mind, sending me even deeper into urgent lust.

I move my mouth from her nipple, spreading my saliva slowly across her entire breast as I savor her taste in long teasing strokes, my palm deeply massaging her other.

My free hand delves between her legs, probing at her folds with need, frantically checking to see whether she needs more preparation, and to my relief she is, her faint but growing squeals as I massage her labia to her clit making me far more ready than I'd ever want to be.

My dry humps pull back slightly further, with each thrust across her belly, my pre-cum having made a slight sticky trail along her waist up til just above her belly button.

Finally with one further pull back, I use my hand to guide me into one powerful thrust deep within her, my near-burning cock finally meeting some form of sweet coolness as I begin to firmly thrust, ignoring her screams as all 11 inches manages to fit into her, with thanks to a spell of course.

I leave her breasts behind completely now, using one hand to brace myself against her while I thrust into her recklessly, not minding her wriggling and squirming under me as I thumb her clit with viciously lewd intent.

Fuck, this is what I needed, this is what I needed so bad, watching her teary brown eyes under me as she cries out in bliss while I fuck her. Sweat beginning to dot both our bodies as the heat between us grows at an ever intense rate.

"Wai... hhh... Wait...!" I hear needy begging coming from under me, but I don't plan on letting it come to fruition.

In response to her begging, I thrust as hard as I can manage, her insides spreading around my cock in blissfully hot strokes, spreading well beyond her limits, yet perfectly formed to my dick.

My heart thumps in my chest, matching the rhythm of my thrusts as our bodies intertwine in a heated build to ecstasy, her legs wrap  around me beginning to join in helping me thrust into her.

I can see that each touch of her sensitive clit sends a frantic shock of pleasure up her form, my torturing of the nub only becoming more intense as time goes on, her insides threatening to drain me even harder with its pulsing.

Both our breasts bounce with my humping vigor, her voice going slightly hoarse from her frantic cries as she goes silent, looking like she's desperately trying to endure the waves of pleasure I can see climbing her muscles as she cums on my cock, her insides twitching and squeezing down on me.

I don't plan on giving her mercy just because she looks so cute cumming under me though! Or more like I can't, my head feels like a mess of desperation to fuck, my cock feeling incredibly hot with each thrust, a building pleasure beginning to overwhelm my other senses as I fuck her well beyond the end of her own orgasm.

I watch as her eyes flutter while she wriggles under me, her hips shaking as she writhes in faint attempts to escape my thrusts, only serving to bring a sadistic grin to my face, my desire to breed this girl beyond her senses overwhelming me as I thrust what feels painfully hard into her, painting her insides with long streaks of cum as my mind reels in bliss, moaning as I give a few more trembling thrusts into her.

My hips feel numb from the pleasure, the release sending blinding euphoria from my head to my toes in long ecstatic pulses, my fingers gripping the flesh of her body firmly as I start to come down from bliss...

... And as good as that felt, I can't stop, I need more. What would normally have been a satisfying release turned into an even deeper desperation, my hips beginning to move like clockwork once again, torturing both of us with bliss as I fuck her well through my release.

I gasp and moan blissfully alongside her as I push her legs up to my shoulders, leaning forward to trap her into a mating press as I fuck her hard, our tongues intertwining as our breasts grind against each other, nipples clashing in increasingly pleasurable motions as we grind against each other in wanton bliss.

Her cries send intoxicating shivers down my spine as I relish the position she has under me, her small but soft frame succumbing to each thrust, her body begging for more even as her mind reels from the sensations.

This is where a human belongs, me buried into their holes, screaming for it to stop but begging for more.

Each thrust causes our breath and moans to mix into the cell, both of us drenched in sweat from the heat, her insides faintly shivering around my dick as both of our pleasures build once again, her tears of pleasure mixing with our clashing tongues as we both finally go over the edge together.

Orgasmic thrusts melt us together as I continue to fuck her non stop, her inner motions milking pulse after pulse of sticky pleasure into her, causing us both to faintly wheeze, winded from the feeling.

The pleasure continues picking up at a nearly blinding pace, my hips quivering as I release a sticky load into her that's hotter than ever, both of us squirming against each other as an ecstasy far greater than the previous climaxes overwhelms us before leaving us in a cloying darkness.

Author's Note:

I hope everyone liked this chapter!

I'm not 100% sure on how this turned out, but it feels pretty neat.

Once again I started writing the smut chapter and two and a half hours passed, and suddenly smut is here.

Sorry for the late upload, today was long.

More smut next time!

Also, hooray! 20 chapters!