An ally

The next night, Gob was feeling better. He had masturbated several times reliving what had happened the previous night but in his fantasy it had been Gob ramming the orc slut from behind while she begged to be pregnant with his child. He hoped that the job would entail more perks like this one. He might get to see more naked women and be paid for the privilege.

The next night it wasn’t long before he got a message to bring tea and two cups to the Maou’s quarters. He wondered if Misandra was still there. Maybe he could see and smell that amazing woman again. When he arrived, however, it was Just the demon lord on his own.

“Gob, you are here. Splendid. Put the tray down by my chair and join me. I want to talk to you,” said the Maou as Gob walked in.

Gob was worried but he sounded in good spirits so maybe there wasn’t too much to worry about. He put the tray down and grabbed the stool that had been conjured the last time they had a talk but didn’t sit down until he was told.

The Maou sat and told Gob to pour the tea. Once Gob handed him the cup he told Gob to sit. As usual, he didn’t rush to speak and enjoyed the smell of his tea before taking a sip and humming appreciatively. He then looked at Gob and he had a slight smile on his lips. “What did you think of Mesandra?” he asked.

Gob wasn’t sure how to answer but he decided that honesty was the best option. “She was very sexy, sire,” he answered.

“Isn’t she?” said the Maou excitedly. “Can you believe that among her kind she is considered unattractive because she is so intelligent and a little on the skinny side?”

The Maou’s enthusiasm was infectious and Gob found himself replying honestly and forgetting the Maou's status. “Skinny? She was bigger than you.”

“I know, but orcs have different beauty standards. It’s her brains that really put them off but they can see her value as an ambassador. We go way back to when she first took the position. We tend to end up in bed together every time she visits. Alas, she was only here for the night.” He paused and gave Gob a questioning look. “Did you enjoy seeing her? It certainly looked like you did from the state of your britches last night.”

Gob tensed up. “I’m sorry, sire. She was so intoxicating I couldn’t help myself.”

The Maou laughed. “Fret ye not Gob. We didn’t really need wine. After I heard about your little misadventure in the maids' baths. I thought I’d treat you to a little view of an exceptional looking woman. I didn’t expect her to ask you to stay and I certainly didn’t expect her to react in that unusual way.”

“You didn’t seem fazed, sire.”

“That’s just years of practice at hiding my emotions. I was fazed. Normally she is very much the assertive one. It’s one of the things I like so much about her. That strange frenzy and her need to be dominated were new.”

“What about the breeding thing, sire?” Gob asked.

“Oh, that’s nothing new. She’s **** to bear my child but I haven’t allowed it to happen. It’s not that I worry about the offspring. It would only be a demon kin, not a true demon or successor. I’m just not that into the idea of lumbering multiple women with my offspring.”

Gob didn’t agree. The idea of impregnating multiple women was a regular fantasy of his while pleasuring himself. “Why do you think she got like that?”

The Maou shrugged. “It could be several things. She might have liked being watched. It might have been a particular part of the orc breeding cycle or it might just have been what she was in the mood for. I can’t help but think it had something to do with you though Gob.”

“Me sire?”

“Yes. It is known that goblins and orcs often formed warbands together and it is assumed that goblins formed a part of orc society. Orcs are very instinctual. Because we know so little about goblins it is possible that they were involved with orcs sexually. It certainly struck me that she was being affected by you in some way. The following morning she was so unlike herself. She was almost kittenish and extremely submissive. Whatever the reason, it was fascinating.”

“She certainly had an impact on me, sire.”

“How so Gob?”

“I usually have a lot of self-control over my erection but something about her made it impossible for me to control myself. May I be honest, sire?” he asked.

“Please do, I would encourage it,” said the Maou, looking fascinated.

“It took all my willpower not to do things to her. I have often seen naked women but I have always been able to keep my head. The longer I was around her the harder it became to think.”

“Fascinating. We must do some experimenting the next time she is here.”

Gob was taken aback. “You mean you want me to be there again?”

“Yes,” said the Maou, his eyes wide with enthusiasm. “Maybe we try having you there but without her knowing to see if there is an effect. Maybe I’ll leave you two alone to see how she responds to you. It’s all so interesting.” He caught himself getting carried away and he gathered himself. “Actually Gob, that is what I wanted to talk about.”

The Maou took a breath and finished his tea before setting it down. “I hadn’t really thought about it much since you walked in on me but I realised that you are quite the little pervert Gob.”

“Sire, I…” he began but the demon lord put his hand up to stop him talking.

“It was an observation, not a criticism. We are a demon realm after all. We may have become more civilised over the millennia but not so much that a little depravity could be considered a negative in my book. It was when I heard about you spying and then I invited you so you could see Misandra and her charms. It struck me that you could be just the ally I didn’t know I was looking for.”

“Ally, sire?”

“Yes, Gob. I remember telling you about needing a little stress relief and that was why I was playing dress-up. Well, it occurred to me that you might be able to help. You are clearly quite sexually minded and, I don’t mean to be offensive but, you are insignificant enough not to be any real threat to me or my reputation.” Gob nodded, he wasn’t wrong. “You see Gob, I want to experience things that my power makes it very hard to experience and I was thinking about it. If I experiment on my own I might not succeed because I didn’t have the help I required. Alternatively, I do succeed and I end up in a difficult or dangerous situation that I need help to get out of. Either way, it strikes me as better to have an ally than not. What do you think, Gob? Want to help me out?”

In reality, Gob couldn’t have said no, even if he wanted to and he certainly didn’t want to turn down this offer. The Maou was asking him to be an ally. If ever there was a person to have as an ally, it was the most powerful being in the kingdom, if not the entire world. “I’d be happy to help, sire but I’m not sure what good I’ll be to you.”

“Splendid. Let me tell you my problem. I want to feel like someone else is in control. To feel powerless, if even just a little bit. I thought about tying myself up but that doesn't work.”

“Why is that?” asked Gob. There was no judgment on his part about the demon lord’s desires. It made sense to him. It was normal to crave things that you couldn’t have.

“I’m too powerful. Watch.” He held out his wrists and a thick pair of cuffs appeared on them. They were so thick that Gob wondered if he would even be able to hold his arms up if they were on his own wrists. With almost zero resistance he pulled his arms apart, the thick metal cracking as he did. He then peeled the material of the cuffs back as if made of paper. Each cuff fell to the ground with an impressive thud. “And that’s without casting a spell on them,” he sighed.

“I see,” said Gob, trying not to be shaken by the casual display of raw strength. “May I ask a personal question?” He was determined to fulfil his new role and was swallowing his fear.

The Maou smiled. “Yes, please do. That is what I want from you Gob. I’m asking for your help so ask whatever you need to. I will not be offended.”

His words reassured Gob. “How are you so strong? When I saw you next to Misandra I wouldn’t have said you looked stronger than her.”

“An astute observation Gob. There are two parts to that answer. Firstly we true demons chose how to present ourselves. Our perceptions on attractiveness lead us to choose an appearance. My father, for example, was a warrior and liked to present himself as such. I prefer a more delicate visage. Our true strength is not defined by our appearance. That said, it is only as strong as a mighty beast such as a dragon or giant. The rest comes from my almost limitless supply of power which runs through my body without my direct control, hence my impossible strength.”

“I see. I’m not sure of the answer. What would you do to imprison a powerful foe like a rival demon or maybe someone from the light kingdoms?”

The demon lord looked thoughtful. “I’m not sure Gob. It’s been so long since we needed to that I couldn’t tell you. Usually, I don’t bother taking powerful beings prisoner but I can see that a system might have been in place in the past.” He snapped his fingers, making Gob jump. “That’s it. Your first job is to investigate this. Maybe try speaking to the dungeon keeper. Hold out your left-hand palm up.”

Gob did as he was told despite the trepidation he felt at the request. The Maou took his wrist and touched the middle of Gob’s palm with his finger. There was a brief burning sensation and Gob did his best not to flinch. When the Maou let go of Gob’s hand, Gob looked at his palm to see an intricate circular pattern of white light slowly fading. He had been in the palace long enough to know what it was. In a world of demons and other nefarious races, trust could be hard to come by. Seals were used as a way to do things on another's behalf and prove that you were doing so with their blessing.

“There,” said the Maou. “I have given you permission to investigate and acquire means of restraint for powerful beings. I’m aware you might have looked a little suspicious without my approval. Now run along, you have given me things to think about.” Gob was about to leave but the Maou called out to him. “Just to let you know, you won’t need to be on duty for the next five nights as I will be away. Enjoy the time off and try to spend some of it looking into my problem.”

Gob bowed as he dipped out of the doors. Things were getting very interesting in the palace.