Mazerrith was a different story. Helping the humans he fucked clean up the baths while the owners looked on was torture. He was chaotic evil. Part of the fun was leaving a giant mess behind. That was why I used a firm hand on him during it. If he had his way, their baths would be unusable. That would not be good for us in the long run. I was charming the owners to keep a very placated outlook in their minds. After what we had done, they had every right to ban us from ever coming back. I really liked this place. Ororin, Nyrear, Vohrear, Grulilan and Zaranarax did not like cleaning up after themselves either. They could suck it up because their leader was telling them to. I was the boss. They fell in line. I usually did not clean because I did not make a mess with the humans. With Mazerrith, I had to get involved. Standing behind him, I made sure he completed his tasks. He hissed and growled at each and every human that came up to him to help. I made him work together with them. When it looked like he would lash out, I ordered him to calm down and get back to work. I helped him too.
Holding him by the hips was the best way to control him. I did not need to say anything to him. Soft growls were what I got from him in return. He chaffed at me taking my control of him. We both knew that Mazerrith would get frustrated and try to stomp off if I did not take hold of him. That was not my fault. "You had your fun. I want you to help clean up now." I whispered in his ear. A shiver ran down his spine. Mazerrith was mine. That meant he could not disobey me. Panting, he continued sweeping. They finished the cleaning and we went on our way. We opened up our doors at 4 in the afternoon. It was time to go to the clubs. Ororin, Vohrear and Mazerrith all had to get back to Club Wrecked. The rest followed me back to The Wreck. When we got there, everyone wanted to hear the story. It was the first operation that we as a group had taken against the demons. Everyone was invested in this going well. "We're back guys. Let us tell you what happened." I said. I let Nyrear, Grulilan and Zaranarax explain. They embellished their parts to the tenth degree. I did not mind that at all.
Obviously. exaggerating things like this distorted the picture of what really happened at their base. "All you really need to know is that we took a big stab at them. Things are going well. Just keep dancing and entertaining all the guests like normal. It would also be good to keep your eyes peeled for any demon activity near the club. Report to me and don't engage." I instructed them. They looked confused. "Why can't we just fight them off!?" one of the dancers asked. I looked at them and said "Because I want to keep you all safe. Who knows how strong a demon could get? You guys are irreplaceable to me. Get me first so we can tackle the big threat together." Stroking a fiend's ego was always a good idea. They seemed placated. All of them wanted to view themselves as powerful and needed by me. My original squad in particular. It was clear that they were the strongest and most capable. It was not even close. While also young, they could manhandle all the whelps with ease. Soon, it was time to get them ready to open the club for their customers. They were actually pretty chipper.
