Azazel should be punished... and the punishment should fit the crime

"Hm... As much as I'd love to throw you into the sin machine, I don't have time for a trip down to hell. Besides, the punishment really ought to fit the crime." Judgement crossed her arms and wore a thoughtful frown, as Azazel continued to shake her head and beg to be excluded from the punished. "For the crime of embarrassing me as a woman, I sentence you to share my suffering! So first off... OFF WITH YOUR PANTS!"

"Wait, wait wait wait!" The angel babbled wildly, kicking her legs as Judgement began to assist her with removing the slacks, grumbling as she tore the belt area... it wasn't easy to pull off unfamiliar clothes using pointed claws. "Those are part of my official angel's uniform! I get charged if I have to replace it! A-And aren't you the one being a pervert here, not me?! A very wise man once said, sinner, judge thyself! W-W-Waaaait!"

Judgement shrugged at each part of that; she was a High Prosecutor, after all, used to hearing the lamentations of criminals as they protested their punishment. She'd hardened her heart to the point that no amount of begging would stop her. At the end, she roughly tugged off both of Azazel's boots, revealing the feet of tall white stockings, then yanked free the slacks and tossed them into the laundry.

Still wearing her persistent smile, the angel tried to worm her way to a position where she could cover her panties with her hands... it proved futile. The angel's underwear was white and cotton with a gold cross shape on the front; stereotypical for an angel, but with an undeniable, lasting appeal that made it a mainstay for angels everywhere. While Azazel was still wrestling with her embarrassment over having another girl looking at her panties, Judgement reached out and grabbed the side-ties, pulling them loose instantly. The angel's face went red as she kicked her stocking feet. "Waaaait! That's too much!"

"SHUT UP, SINNER! You saw all of me, right? Unless you deny it, THIS PUNISHMENT IS PERFECTLY FITTING!"

Azazel continued wailing as the garment was pulled free from her legs... Her slit was covered with a gold-colored piece of tape, again in a cross shape. In contrast to Judgement, her lower body was fully shaven...

"What's with this sticker?" Despite the fact that it was technically covering the other girl, something about it seemed more perverse than if Azazel had simply been naked...

"I-It's a chastity thing... Angels are supposed to wear them for chastity purposes..." Azazel had never had anyone look at her this exposed before, let alone a demon. Her legs squirmed uncomfortably, with a girlish shyness, while the lips of her smile quivered. Even if she wasn't aware of it, she actually found it a little thrilling, to be looked at in this way by a rough and dominant demon.

"... You know your asshole is still showing, right? If a guy sees this, he's just going to stick it in there."

"Right, right... Yeah... That thought had crossed my mind." The angel wore a bemused smile as she remembered the last time she'd told her superior officer that... sometimes, she wondered if that woman just had an anal fetish.

"Well, anyway, I'm going to peel it off."

"Aw, come on! That's too much, isn't it?!" The red-faced angel questioned, raising her eyebrows as the silver claws began to fiddle with her cross-mark chastity preserver.

"I DON'T RECALL WEARING ONE WHEN YOU PEEKED ON ME!" Judgement yanked the item free, then ridiculously set it in with the rest of the clothes, as though she intended for it to be washed. However... now that the other girl's cute, pink slit was exposed, slightly damp from the arousal of being stripped after watching another girl masturbate... Judgement couldn't help blushing as well. This wasn't the type of punishment she typically carried out... In fact, this punishment of Azazel's sins was beginning to feel as awkward for the High Prosecutor as it was for Azazel.

To get rid of any doubts lingering within her, Judgement summoned another batch of brilliantly white, thick chains and made them taut between her two fists, then grinned from ear to ear, exposing her fangs. This ritual of putting on a frightening face made her feel a bit more like her usual self. "NOW, AZAZEL! REPENT OF YOUR MISDEEDS!" Part of her knew that if Azazel ever reported this to her superior officers, there could be a new battle between heaven and hell... But part of her also thought that Azazel wasn't going to blab about this to anybody.

"I'm sorry! L-Look, you saw all my lady parts, okay?! Now we're even-steven!"

"HA! Typical of the accused to try to mislead the prosecutor. But we aren't quite even... ARE WE?!"

"Uwaaah! Why'd you even ask me to repent if saying sorry isn't good enough?!"