The Punishment of A Demon General

I shudder and lean into him, dress tearing and my weight increasing as I ride him, his body beginning to squirm as he struggles to breathe under my grip, a joyous grin on my face as I return to my 'old body', well, sans horns and wings for the time being since they get in the way, and no cock either because since I've identified exactly what he wants...

I definitely won't let him have it. I finally pull my hands away, causing him to gasp through the gag as my body straddles him, the significantly less filling idol slipping out of me as I pull up, my height a couple inches more than my usual, I toss it aside once I manage to pull it out with a grin, the aftershocks still running through my form as I come down from the pleasure.

"So, the question is, why did you want to be punished, mm? It can't have been just for a lewd reason, can it?" I run a long, thick, and slightly prehensile forked tongue across his face after leaning forward, savoring the lightly salty taste of his skin.

"Perhaps you hoped I would end your suffering instead, did you find serving me so wonderful that you'd give up when I'd let you go?" I say, a smug smile on my face. I know he didn't, but it doesn't hurt to tease him nonetheless, letting his body shiver under me as I reach back slightly, grabbing his nipples and giving them a firm tug, his cock straining against his tight trousers.

I ponder for a while, a smile coming to my lips with an idea for this interrogation, binding his head to his arms in such a way that it causes just enough discomfort, but also enough that he can neither nod nor shake his head.

"How about this, if you want to answer no, cum once, if you want to answer yes, cum twice. Easy, yes?" I say, grinning while I slide down his body, my nails gingerly stroking along his skin, dangerously threatening to pierce but experience has kept me from injuring my pets for the most part at least.

I can see him squirm in pain under me as my nails dig in, his cock visibly throbbing as it remains trapped within the confines of his undergarments. "For your sake I'll assume 'Yes, Madam, I understand.'"

I place my palm against his pants, stroking his cock through it as I lay against him sensually, not minding his legs which are wriggling and squirming in tense horny desperation. I'm so glad I didn't bind them. Cute.

"So, my dear slutty butler, did you really want my cock so badly that you acted like a rebellious child so you could get attention from your dear owner?" I begin palming his cock furiously, massaging it through the fabric without mercy, a sly grin on my face as he wriggles against the bindings, hardly able to move his arms or head, just his back arching and his legs flailing cutely, well, aside from the one I'm leaning on currently.

His muffled moans erupt through the room, his hips bucking as he tries to escape the intense touch despite it being through his clothes, his cock seeming even more strained through his pants, his brow furrowing slightly in pain as I make it even worse.

Suddenly that's all replaced by his eyes fluttering as his hips pulse upwards in tense motions, the damp spot that was already there expanding rapidly as he cums pitifully into his clothes, his moans subsiding to pitiful whimpers as I torture him regardless, his cock softening from the intimate torture as he cums.

"Oh, dear... No?" I feign a frown as I stand up, his voice coming out in soft muffled shouts as I suddenly leave him cold-turkey, the stimulation dying all at once, not particularly ruining his orgasm, but from what I can bet not the punishment he was hoping for.

I reach into my nightstand, pulling out a strap on, swirling it around my finger a few times as I check to make sure it still works and is sufficiently clean. I can feel it buzz within my hands and it certainly squeaks when I stroke it, so I press it up against my crotch, riding it against my pussy before strapping myself in.

"Seeing as I'm so disappointed in your answer, I suppose I'll have to change it." I say, pushing his legs up while I crawl in from the front of the bed, mounting him mercilessly, unbuttoning his pants to reveal a creamy mess all over his crotch and clothes, scooping it up to stroke the false cock.

I spread his butt only to spear him suddenly, not to the base of course, doing my best to angle it into his prostate and batter it violently in short strokes, forcing his cock back on edge as my fingers wrap around it tautly, beginning to ruthlessly stroke it once more.

"Repeat that once more, then? Did you REALLY want my cock so badly that you acted like a rebellious child so you could get attention from your dear owner?" I say this all whilst his hips rock around, his muffled moans not sounding so muffled anymore with the sheer volume of them, the aggressiveness I'm pounding his ass in likely bordering on painful as I run my thumb all across the tip of his cock, encouraging him to cum yet again.

He wraps his legs around my waist as I slam into him, trying to keep me from pounding anymore, only bringing more mirth to me as I continue nonetheless, his strength no match for mine as I ride him into the bed sheets, my stroking of his cum-covered cock only growing more fierce over time.

Finally, his hips buck up and freeze as he cums once again, showering a load down his bare body as I let go of his cock, pushing him off the strap on as I let him cover himself despite the hands off, his body quivering deeply each pulse of cream that cums out, drawing an even more sinister grin from me.

"Ah, so you admit it." Honestly, he probably would have said it if I let him, but this is more fun anyway...

I really like having sex with him, it brightens that gloomy expression of his to rail him into nothing... Mmf.

I set him down, pondering for a bit while I let him come down from that, wondering what question to ask him next. Oooh, I'll make him answer something he wouldn't say now! Gotta find a more interesting way for it, though... Hm, that position would crush his neck... That position would break his spine...

I grab the hooks, dragging him away from my bed before giving a good jump with him in my arms, leaving him hanging from the ceiling as I let him down slowly, making sure no undue strain is put onto him when I let him down.

Pondering for a bit, I wrap a thick belt around his waist, doing the same, leaving him hanging in a very fuckable position... Too bad it's too high. I should have brought chains! Tch.

I slowly walk under him, leaning my head up and wrapping my long tongue around his softened cock, wondering exactly how I might want to torture him this time.

I take off the strap on, pulling it around his hips before shoving it into him, strapping it on in reverse right there, turning on the vibrations with a smug grin, pulling my tongue away while I watch him wriggle in pleasure, his dribbling cock stiffening once more.

His eyes are full of lust and fear as he dangles there, likely wondering exactly I have in store for him this time as his ass gets tortured by the vibrations.

I grab a chair from my table and have a seat, relaxing there for a while as I stare at him in this position, minutes passing as he progressively grows more and more uncomfortable, groaning through his gag.

"You know..." I say with a smug grin, uncrossing my legs to give him a good view, his cock pulsing even harder as I show him everything.

"You all made quite interesting company despite your foolish tendencies. Do you think you'd miss me as well?" I say, finally stepping up out of my chair as something like a dozen minutes have passed, looking him deep in the eyes as my hand reaches out, stroking his cock in a come-hither motion with the very tips of my fingers.

"I suppose I'll have to get your body to answer that." I bite at his lips as he continues to speak muffled through his gag, running my tongue down his frame as I travel forward, giving his nipples a few pecks and pulls as I pass them.

I take his cock into my tongue, no longer stroking it with my fingers as the length of my tasting extends all across him like a tentacle, stroking faintly as my mouth begins to join, covering his cute 6-inch cock with enough fervor to be called a succubus. Well, I suppose I am one?

The salty taste covering my tongue does wonders for my arousal, tempting me to finger myself during all this, but I decide to instead play with his balls, teasin g them gingerly, cupping them with one of my hands while toying with them, my free hand sneaking past to join in the vibrations, attempting to abuse his prostate all the same alongside.

I won't even give you a moment to say 'no', you'll cum back to back so fast, it'll barely be a possibility~.

I giggle softly against his cock, sending vibrations through my tongue as I slurp up every little bit, a sudden surge of saltiness appearing as he writhes in his bindings above me, moaning as his hips buck, his insides clinging to my finger like the dirty little whore he is, bringing even more amusement to my face.

My fingers move in overdrive, pounding his poor little rear with all my might as I turn the vibrations up to max power, head bobbing hard as I deep throat him to the very base repeatedly, my tongue stroking him off counter to my mouth, giving him quite the interesting sensation that sends him screaming into his makeshift gag.

My impatience gets the better of me and I stop fingering him, unstrapping the cock from around him to grip the base, beginning to pound it into him myself, angling it directly into him as I violate him as much as I possibly can, giving him the full experience as his hips rock in every attempt to escape from me, hopeless despite his desperation.

I swallow every bit he sends me, not missing a single drop as my mouth threatens to wring him dry, him not cumming despite everything. I pull my mouth off, enunciating eldritch words as my hand begins to stroke him, forcing his arousal to explosive heights, returning my mouth on immediately after his cock harder than ever as his trembling threatens to blow his load into me.

I suck and lick with fury, not accepting 'no' for an answer any longer, one final thrust buried into his ass with the strap-on leaving him crying out as he sprays an even thicker load of magically enhanced seed down my throat, the taste stronger than ever, overwhelming even my senses as I gulp all of it down.

My heart finally calms down as his 'answer' finally changes, a smile sitting at the edges of my lips as I bottom out the strap-on within him once again, clipping it in and turning it off, giving him several more soft strokes as he paints my face, allowing him enjoyment in this at least as he shivers mindlessly, a brief glance back showing him far from sensate, likely having passed out at some point during his orgasm.

Good boy.

+Dang now I-+

(Now you want to be violated like that or whatever, right?)

+Yeah, how did you know?+

(You say it whenever I do something you think is hot.)

+I'm-+

(-Not that predictable?)

+You! ... You! When did you become the mind reader instead?!+