It sucked to suck. I roughly dragged him into one of the back rooms. The paladin followed us. I looked at Zahrelon and said "You are mine now, got it!? You're going to do everything that I say from now on. You were the one that got caught, so you have no right to refuse!" "Sorry. I didn't mean to do it mas-" he tried to say before stopped him. I slapped him in the face hard. He looked shocked and stopped speaking. "Did I ask you to speak!? Only answer when I ask you." I ordered him. He was silent. I slapped him again on the other cheek to prove the point. I said "I asked you a question, did I not? I told you to speak when I asked you questions. Are you listening to me!?" "Yes, mast-" was all he could muster before I slapped him again. He was starting to look a bit annoyed with me. "Yes sir. Say it!" I instructed with a small smile on my face. He rolled his eyes and said "Yes sir." I slapped him again. "Don't roll your eyes at me. It's a super disrespectful thing to do." He glared at me. I grabbed him by the chin and said "Open your fucking mouth, fiend." I could see a shiver run down his spine.
Zahrelon
Curious, I stuck my fingers in his mouth. He transformed. Zahrelon looked confused and a bIt aroused. To be honest, whenever the combs came out at the bathhouse, Zahrelon was one of the ones that moaned when they had to fight with all the snags in his hair. He probably was just a masochist. I did look for whelps when I was recruiting. He probably never had the chance to get bullied by all of the stronger devils and unlock that potential inside of him. "Look at you! You transformed back to your true form again. You really don't get when you need to keep it hidden!" Before he could respond, I slapped him again. "You are only going to make dumb excuses so I'll put your mouth to a much better use. Blow me." I said. He just nodded slightly and got on his knees slowly. That was when the paladin stepped in. She put a hand on my shoulder and said "That's going too far." I scoffed and looked over my shoulder at her. "C'mon! You, of all people, are finding pity in your heart for a whelp like this!? That is rich." I said. "Even then, I can't stay still as you abuse someone. He's your employee, right?"
Shrugging, I said "Yes. He's getting discipline." The paladin just glared. "No. You don't even give him the chance to speak. How can he be held accountable if he can't apologize or admit fault?" I wagged my finger at her. "This is a fiend that drains human energy through dreams and sexual contact. If you don't put things in terms they understand, say sexual domination, they won't be able to process anything you want them to learn. They don't have things like human sympathy and empathy. You can't hold them to account unless you get rough enough to show them that you won't tolerate the misbehavior. Then you make sure they understand it will only get worse if they do it again." I explained as if I was talking to a new pet owner. It seemed to really piss her off. She drew her sword. "Move away from him." I held my hands up and took a step away. Zahrelon looked at me with a conflicted gaze. He obviously did not like being hit by me, but the burgeoning masochism within him was beginning to take hold. The paladin said "You're just as evil as him. Maybe even worse, how you treat him."
