The Punishment of A Demon General

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The yawning abyss before me looms comfortingly, clinging to my body like a long parted lover, and I honestly don't know why I'm being so dramatic when it's just the same thing as usual.

What the fuck, Heroine?! I huff and pout as I float my way through, wondering how exactly I got into this mess.

Well, at least Wrath is probably unconscious too, right? I hope. Her fetishes... I'm gonna have to be used to pain, aren't I? I mean, she has to have a snuff fetish or something, right? That's gonna be uncomfortable no matter what.

I'm guessing I'll probably be Pride or something? Then it'll be some big fight and then bam, snuff. I don't think I can play someone as annoying as Pride, though.

Plus, Pride has a very straight forward and in your face fighting style, and I'm more underhanded, that seems like it'll be a lot of red flags.

I poke the encroaching bubble, interrupting the angry scenes of blood and gore that were playing in it, shuddering as the world forms around me, an arena stained in varying colors of red, showing exactly the problem I was fearing.

This is definitely gonna be some fight-y thing, but I guess it depends on who I end up being.

I tap my foot, glancing down at my body every couple of moments, the only change seeming to be a cock erupting from my crotch, stiff as a board as it pushes out my dress. Otherwise, nothing.

I stare at it blankly for a while before burying my face in my hands. She seriously has a fetish of fighting me of all people? Why me?! I let out a half-hearted sigh, leaning back against one of the blood-soaked walls, ready to just give up.

I doubt that would satisfy her, though, and I can't imagine what might happen if I leave things as is. I mean, it works for the Heroine's thing, but that's just weird!

I push myself away from the wall, heading over and taking a glance into one of the entry halls, maybe finding some sort of saving grace for myself, but to no avail, only weapons lining the walls and various armors.

I mean, I guess since my clothes haven't changed I need to get ready myself? Armor would normally be meaningless because a single hit from her would kill me, but it's dream armor, so who knows?

I decide to just slip into something that'll actually fit my dress, a distinct lack of gambisons or other padded gear to help not really helping that fact.

I grab a breastplate, a skirt of mail with some faulds, shoulder-plates, bracers, gauntlets, and a set of greaves. I finish the look with a simple helm if not just to prevent my skull from getting bashed in, a glance at a nearby mirror showing a kind of slutty looking centurion.

At least my limbs are almost completely free, giving me full freedom of movement in exchange for them being vulnerable there. I grab a pair of short swords, a preferred weapon for targeting the weaknesses of demons.

Most demons are resistant to bludgeoning attacks anyway due to being naturally armored, your best bet is to pierce in locations where bones meet the skin, allowing little room to deform before the skin breaks.

Wrists, shoulder blades... Skull is generally a no go, but chest is good if you can manage to slip the blade right between the ribs. Requires a lot of accuracy though, and knowledge of the specific demon's anatomy on top of it.

I muse to myself quietly while I look over the weapons, reminding myself how to fight demons after a couple years of not having done so.

Considering she's the way she is, she probably has some sort of guard up on her torso, so joints or eyes, basically.

I groan in frustration, straightening the hair falling from the back of my helmet, realizing she'd given me my long hair back as well. Of course, I can't have an advantage after all in this fight. I grumble to myself, rolling my eyes.

I step out of the armory, finding Wrath standing there, arms crossed as she waits for me, impatiently tapping her foot.

What did I do to make you hate me so much that you're so eager to beat me up?!

"Three." Wrath speaks up, staring at me, causing me to tilt my head. Three? What are you talking about?

"Two." Oh, oh fuck! I do my best to get into a combat stance, which is more like a 'ready to run away at any time' pose.

"One." She suddenly launches at me, not caring about a 'Go', you could have at least said it was on one! I somehow barely manage to dodge the first strike as she pulls a great sword out from behind her back that was once completely concealed by her size.

I decide to just go for the early shot, hoping that my eagerness to attack will somehow catch her off guard.

... Somehow, I do manage to pierce her guard, and send one of the blades right into the crook of her leg behind her knee, forcing her to a stop as she flails her sword around.

Um, what? What just happened? I stare blankly, trying to process everything while she's occupied with pulling the short sword I left behind in her leg.

No, like, what? I'm not that strong so why-

My thoughts are interrupted by a short sword sailing past my head, very narrowly dodging it. "Hah, Ilvia, I always knew you were hiding your true power..." She speaks, grinning maniacally.

No?! What are you talking about?! What kind of scenario is this supposed to be? Is this...

She launches at me with her remaining good leg, forcing me to dodge once again, I decide to pull the same exact trick and manage to sink my remaining sword into her other leg.

She kneels before me, groaning in pain and frustration as she pulls out the sword like a toothpick, attempting to shank me with it before I can take a step back.

Once again, though, I manage to dodge out of the way without much effort. Is this...

Is her fetish actually losing to me? I blankly stare at her for a while as she tries to stand up using her sword. Eventually I decide to step in and kick it aside, overpowering her grip easily, the sword itself splitting into two as it goes skittering off into the distance.

I stare at her as she attempts to sock me in the stomach, stopping her fist with my palm, pinning her down against the floor with her legs in a W formation.

"Y-you... You were this strong this whole time? Don't fuck with me! Are you looking down on me?!" She shouts, anger evident in her voice as I keep her pinned for a while, staring into her eyes in an awkward silence.

Okay, but like, what do I do? I guess I just plow her considering there's no other reason you'd want to lose to a succubus.

Though, I'm curious... I decide to cast arousal magics on her, her face suddenly darkening in an immense flush, the heat of her body growing intense almost feeling on fire as her thighs attempt to rub together.

"I just wanted you to let you have your fun before breaking you like the bitch you are." I say smoothly, wondering if this is the type of character she wants me to play.

Her brow furrows in an even deeper anger, but it's accompanied by a whine as she faintly humps the air, her arousal too much for her. I can't tell if that's a no or a yes, but I'll just roll with it.

"Every time you try to escape, I'll cast another one of those on you, do you understand me? It's your funeral if you continue trying." I pull my hands away from her wrists, somehow having been able to hold them in place even while she resists, pulling at her padded armor, stripping her with ferocity, her body squirming and trying to wriggle away while I do so.

"I guess you don't want to listen, hm?" I grab her suddenly freed nipples, rock hard as I pull them, drawing a loud moan from her as I double up the spell, casting it again. Her body now quivers in unconcealed lust, her nipples hard enough to cut diamond as I pull at them and massage them, forcing deeper cries from her lips.

Her fighting stops as she shivers under me, her body radiating heat into my crotch, my cock throbbing hard from feeling the horny demon under me. I pull away at the faulds, leaving my cock able to poke out without any resistance, pushing it forward between her breasts as I humiliate her.

"Is that why you keep these huge things, mm? Just so you can please my cock?" She squirms harder, each touch forcing her to let out gasps, the sensitivity of her incredibly aroused body being heightened magnitudes greater.

I spit in-between them, giving some lube to the soft flesh, thrusting my hips more in earnest as I pull her nipples across, creating a nice tucked hole for me to fuck, grinning as I do so.

Wrath on the other hand seems to be enjoying it very much, no longer fighting back as she bucks her hips harder, her arousal likely getting the better of her.

She looks down and, despite my solid 12 inches, my tip barely peeks out of the top of her breasts with each thrust, her mouth struggling in vain to try and reach it as she sticks her tongue out, making me grin.

"Oh, are you hungry for my cock that much? Would you really sacrifice me touching your nipples just so I can fuck your throat?" I say teasingly, her head suddenly rapidly shaking. Cute. I didn't know she could be this cute. Why is she...

Whatever. I grin as I pull her nipples harder, swirling them between my fingers as I torture them thoroughly, each thrust sending shivers through Wrath's body.

I continue to spit on her chest, lubing myself up further as I moan pleasantly, the heated nest I've created for myself squeezing more the harder I pull on her nipples, her gasping and moaning tickling me just enough to make it even better.

Her hands reach down, trying to touch herself, groaning as she lays a single digit on her folds before I steal her hands back away, forcing them into the ground once again, leaving her whimpering pathetically, completely unlike the normal amazon I know.

"Retroactive rule, no touching yourself or you'll get the same punishment. Since you broke it, I'll be casting it now~." She begins panicking, her mouth opening to beg but all that she manages is a scream as her body rocks with an even deeper arousal, her hands now instinctively traveling to any sensitive area she can meet, unable to resist the lack of touch.

"Should I let go of your hands?" I ask with a smirk, knowing full well she'll immediately invoke punishment the moment I let go. "If you can't be a good girl, then I can't keep touching you though... How does it feel? Does it feel like you're burning up? Do you feel like you just want to fuck until there's no tomorrow?"

"Nhh... Ah... Y-yes, let me go, please! I need to... Please touch me! Fuck...!" Oh, she even said please, what a nice surprise. I let go of her hands obediently, her immediate dive to her crotch forcing me to cast it on her once again, her fingers moving in overdrive as she pounds herself with fury.

Her hips jump repeatedly with each thrust of her fingers, making me grin as I watch this scene for a couple moments, letting her work herself up to the edge before stealing her hands again, whimpering moans escaping her as she mindlessly begs, her head probably feeling like it's melting from the sheer arousal.

"I'm nice enough to let that count as only one punishment, no more touching~." She nearly thrashes around in my grip, desperate to seek more, to reach her release, whining deeply as she tries to grind her breasts into my cock, hoping for the slightest stimulation.

"Did you want to cum too?" I say nonchalantly, pulling back, grinning as my cock dribbles over her midriff, leaving a trail down her body as I prop myself close to her crotch, tilting my head innocently.

"Yes! Yesyesyes! Yes!" She says in a flurry of panicked arousal, any sense of shame obviously gone as she blindly begs for me to thrust my dick into her. "Are you sure? Do you know how hard you'll cum?"

The moment she opens her mouth to respond, likely to beg more, I slam my cock straight to the hilt, no preparations needed with her size and just how worked up she is, her extraordinarily hot insides spasming and melting around me as she suddenly cums in spectacular fashion, drenching my crotch as I pound into her without mercy.

"Then cum, cum your brains out you filthy slut." I let go of her hands, immediately casting another arousal spell onto her as she dives for her nipples, pulling and pinching them even dragging one up to her mouth to suck on, her now freed hand draping down to rub at her clit, screams muffled by her desperate attempts at keeping her nipple in her mouth, not wanting to lose any sensation against her pleasure spots at all.

Her insides squeeze down hard, forcing gasps out of me with how intense she is, my pleasure rising at an exponential rate each time I thrust, her touching herself causing her to milk my cock even harder, begging for me to fill her up.

Without interruption, another orgasm suddenly rocks through her, her pulsing insides making it feel like my dick is being jerked off by her, every muscle in her body so finely toned as it ripples making light work of me.

"Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum." I say into her ears, though it almost feels like I'm talking to myself at this point, my body shuddering in delight as I pound myself into her harder, deciding instead to just repeatedly cast more arousal into her, her body becoming more and more tense, wound up like a spring, all she can do now is cling to me and fuck herself, hoping that the burning will end.

I finally stop casting on her, bottoming out within her as I moan into her bronze skin, licking it gently as I unleash rope after rope within her, a powerful orgasm running through my body as she shakes, likely in a continuous one of her own, her body's cravings forcing release after release from her.

She lays completely silent during all of this now, having stopped screaming in bliss some time ago, my faint humping at least still pulling some small reactions out of her as she succumbs to everything.

My head goes white from the constant stimulation of her inner walls, cock being tortured by her body's begging motions, every twitch, spasm, and gush of her insides a sign of her blinding desire, before suddenly it all fades to black, my body still twitching faintly as I come down from the intensity.

Holy fuck... What just happened?

+She's tall, hot, dommy, and a subby slut for you at heart. Why didn't you ever get married?+

(You don't usually get married to someone because they're good in bed.)

+What do you mean, I have you! Seems like usual to me.+

(... Rude! I have something other than sex to provide!)

+Pshhh, but sex is what you're the best at, so.+

(You're mean sometimes.)

+... Ehhhh, what? I'm just saying it how it is! You're super hot!+

(Yeah, but it's mean to say it like that, I know you're just a dumb horny slut though, so I can't expect much from you.)

+Oooh, demean me harder!+

Author's Note:

Got a suggestion from Faith to move smut chapter notes to a place where I can spoiler it, so people can check if they like before hand, but others can just read.

If you agree or disagree with this change, please let me know. <3

I'll redo all previous chapter titles to move them as well for newer folks if the reception is well received.