Don’t deal with the devil

“You think she goes through with it?”, Cassandra asked as we made our way back to our dorm room. “You know, the toilet bit?”

“I have no intention of finding out.”

The huntress shrugged. “That's all well and dandy, but what exactly is your plan now?”

“I don't have one”, I admitted. “I might be able to outlast Beatrice, or even kill her with a surprise attack, but that's not enough here. I need to get her to surrender. I can't even begin to fathom how I am suppose to accomplish that.”

Cassandra stared at me blankly for a bit. “Moron.” That got her to shudder and gasp. “Worth it. So worth it.”

I rolled my eyes. “Thank you for your meaningful contribution.”

“Well, excuse me, that I am not terribly excited at the prospect of becoming this fucking witches shit bucket. Look, I learned my lesson. Slavery is bad and all that. So would you mind terribly freeing me?”

“I thought that was impossible?”

“I mean technically, yeah, but if you where to drop out of the tournament and the devil collects your soul...I think this might actually work. You aren't actually dead then, just locked in eternal suffering.”

I couldn't help but grin at the sheer audacity. “Yeah no, I'm not that nice of a person. I might let you choose if you want to become Beatrice's or Fisti's ****, though.”

“Great choice that is”, Cassandra cursed. “I might actually choose the fucking witch over that vengeful little shit.”

It was already starting to get dark when we returned to my dorm room. Fisti and Aiju where back as well and from the smell they already ordered(and have half eaten) dinner.

“That’s definitely one hell of nasty pickle”, Fisti mused after I told the two what had transpired.

Understatement of the century.

“Whatever happens, you two will be safe”, I assured them. “I will free Aiju and give her ownership over you. Then Aiju will deliver you to your friends.”

“Aiju staying with Mari”, The catgirl firmly declared. “Stop saying this. I crush balls.”

“Yeah, not going to do that either”, agreed Fisti. “I'm not a coward who abandons her savior.”

I let out a sigh. “You are aware that I am both controlling you, right? One word from me and I can have you both run away while doing naked jumping jacks.”

“Yeah, but you won't”, Cassandra chimed in while rummaging some of the leftover food. “Because you are way too much of a goody two shoes for that.” Cassandra braced herself for another orgasm that didn't come, apparently that wasn't considered an insult. “Oh, and I'm taking my chances with you as well. Everything's better then little Miss bloodthirst here. Guess we all stick with you”

...was that Cassandra's way of cheering me up? I was almost touched.

“Oh and Mari? Question?”

“Yes, Cassandra?”

“What's with the naked jumping jacks? Is that some sort of fetish for you? Kinda creepy.”

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Cassandra was doing jumping jacks(naked) while the rest of us still tried to come up with a plan against Beatrice.

“What about that last fight of hers”, Fisti suggested. “She almost lost, right? There’s gotta be something in there we can exploit.”

“Mari just have to make witch girl waste spells.”

“True”, I mumbled. “Magic has a limited mana pool. If I could get her to squander it all...”

“Wonderful plan! Love the attitude! Never gonna work.”

“Gyaaaahhh!”

Femto popped her head out from the floorboard, her horns coming dangerously close to Cassandras netherlips.

“Stop doing that, you psycho!”, Cassandra certainly put a lot more effort into her jumping jacks now.

Naturally the rest of us where not much less surprised. I went straight for my dirks. “W-What are you doing here!”

“Can you tell her to get the fuck away from my cunt first!”

Femto was nice enough to oblige, happily slithering up on Cassandra's backside, before dropping a hand over her shoulder and playing with her jiggling breasts. “Was in the area. Thought I drop by for a friendly visit. I call it customer aftercare, or right now care? Because there isn’t really an after, after the whole soul thing, you know what I’m saying?”

“Go away”, I growled. “If you want a fight…”

“Nooo! No!”, the devil laughed while squeezing Cassandra’s tits. “Geez, Sir! Don’t say you took that joke earlier to heart! That’s just what we devils do! You know, we jib and jive you just gotta roll with the punches! But you know what? Just to make it up to you, allow me to offer you an...well offer.”

Oh sure, last time I took the devils offer it only cost me my soul. So, what could go wrong? Let’s hear her out!

“First off, Sir, let me just state the conditions here so that we are all on the same page”, Femto started, paying more interest to Cassandra's moving boobs. “If you get Bea to surrender and **** her to offer her soul up instead of yours, then woo baby, do we have a deal! You see, for some rather ironic reason that little girl just overflows with mana on top of being a Level 3 magician. I mean, like, wow! I almost feel bad for ripping you off. Almost.”

“Yer trying to make us believe ya just would backstab yer master like that?”

Fisti’s skepticism was certainly warranted. The devil did allude to that fact earlier, but still. It seemed a bit too convenient to be true.

“Eeeeeeeh, Bea is less my master and more my friend, you know? Known her since childhood actually”, Femto said with a straight face. “Yup, no legal mumbo jumbo preventing me from stabbing her in the back with my nice, long tail.” She gave Cassandra a smack on the butt with said tail for emphasis. “Figuratively speaking of course. I can’t openly act against her.”

“Fooking devil”, Fisti cursed.

Well, given Beatrice’s usual haughty demeanor, I can’t say this comes as a surprise.

“Which is very bad for you, Sir.” The Devil now proceeded to smack Cassandra’s ass in rhythm with her jumps. “If, against all odds, you manage to back Beatrice against a wall, she would simply call moi for help.”

“That's cheating”, Aiju pointed out. “Can't have pack member fight.”

“Your master sure as hell did and got await with it, too” Femto grinned at Cassandra. “Didn't you complain that quite loudly, Cass?” Cassandra didn't deem to deign that with a response so Femto gave her nipples a hard flick.

“Ouch, fuck yes, I did, you bitch! Can I stop doing this, already, you fucking bastard!” Cassandra shuddered and orgasmed but nonetheless kept jumping.

Anyways,(Stop ignoring me you piece of shit!) Femto had a point. Going forward it was best to assume that she would join that battle. “Alright, so what are you offering? To ignore your masters request?”

“No can do, Sir. You see, I am Bea’s familiar, so I am bound to obey her. But it’s not quite like your obedience magic. Hmm, how can I explain this?,” Femto tapped her chin. “Uh, I know! Be a doll and tell Cass here to kiss my butt.”

Yeah, sure whatever. Cassandra looked like she needed a break anyways.

The huntress cursed and screamed but went behind the devil and put a kiss on her well formed behind. Femto nodded pleased. “Alright, now tell her to keep kissing while also masturbating to it.”

“Cassandra, do it.”

The huntress let out another bunch of very colorful curses while a hand slipped down to her crotch playing with herself. Another focused on her boobs. All the while her mouth was still busy on putting many kisses on the devil’s rump.

“You see, Sir. Cass here has to do whatever you tell her to do, right? My bound to Bea is nothing like this. Hell freezes over before you catch me doing something utterly humiliating like this.” The Devil giggled and wiggled her butt a bit. “Hmm, you’re pretty good at this Cass. Keep going until you cum and no cheating for this one.”

I felt there where a hundred other options available for the devil to make her point.

“Are ya just here to fook the slaver? Get to the point, devil”, Fisti demanded.

“Basically, it's like this, Sir. If Beatrice calls me I have to show up. Unless of course I am physically unable to do so.” Femto's grin somehow got even wider and her tail gently booped the kissing slaver on the nose..

I see. I think I understand what the Devil was getting at. “Do you offer that we tie you up or something?”

That got another chuckle out of the devil. “Tie me up? Sir, you are cute! Do you plan to ask golden boy for some holy chains? Actually, don't. Holy Chains hurt like hell. My way is much better.”

Looks like the imagery of Femto tied up caused Cassandra to orgasm. Quite impressive actually that she still had one in her. The huntress immediately separated from the devil’s butt and collapsed herself on the massage chair. “Fucking hell.”

“And what is yer way?” Fisti impatiently tapped her foot.

“Sex.”

“Sex.”

“Exactomundo.”

Everyone fell silent for a bit, except Aiju who hissed at this new challenger. “No sex with mate! Go away!”

“Alright, alright, calm down, tiger.” Femto seemed to realize that a bit more explanation was needed. “Get this: Sex is the quickest way to drain our powers. Crazy, am I right?”

Cassandra responded to that with a dry, tired laugh. “Sure didn't seem like that in that fucking black void.”

“Geez, Cass, I said quickest, not that it was fast. Believe it or not but after a 100 consecutive orgasms, a Devil isn't even able to cast a single spell for three whole hours!”

I am pretty sure a human would be dead at this point.

“And what has that to do with us? Just wank.”, suggested Fisti. “Or take the slaver, ya two make a fine pair, alright.”

“Ok, better plan that doesn’t kill me. Go visit a fucking brothel!”, Cassandra suggested.

“You guys are a tough sell, aren't you?” The devil let out a long and dramatic sigh. “Masturbation doesn't work with me anymore. Centuries of **** copulation do that to you. I need someone else to rock my world. Cass is nice, but you know. She’s into some freaky shit.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

Femto ignored that. “As for the brothel solution that miiiight work, but the logistics involved in it. I mean, I had to find one that's willing to have a gangbang with a devil for multiple hours. Yeah, I'm good, but not that good.”

“A G-Gangbang?”, Fisti stuttered horrified. “Hold on, ya mean.”

“Oh, absolutely. No offense to the fine gentleman, but you don't think the valued Mr. Beta is enough for this, right? You three lovely ladies will all have to do some internship. No pay, but the exposure is well worth it. Ha! Get it?”

This was just getting more and more insane. “Now hold on. I'm one thing, but I won't drag my friends into this!”

Cassandra shook her head. “Sounds to me you just want to have some fetish sex party.”

“Oh, you want to talk about fetishes?” Femto grinned and plopped herself on Cassandras lap. “Shall we expose what's really turning you on, my little baby?”

“Who gives a toss about all that.” Fisti apparently finally ran out of patience and slapped her hand down on the table. “Might be that’s just a trap by that witch! The Devil could have lied to us this entire time! What if she has sex with Mari and sucks all his life energy out or something?”

“Oh, allow me to quell your worries then, young lady!” Femto smoshed herself into Cassandra’s boobs much to her dismay. “You see, the great thing is. We devils never lie!”

“That’s a lie in itself!”, Fisti shouted.

“Ok, fair”, Femto admitted with a casual shrug. “I'm a devil. Deception is our game. It's perfectly normal to have reservations and I'm not gonna pressure you into something you aren't comfortable, Sir. As is my motto, if you aren't satisfied, I'm not satisfied. You feel me?”

The only thing I felt was a headache.

“Look, I totally get it. This is a big decision! Life changing even. Tell you what. The Round 2 recaps are just about to start. I'm going to get myself a nice cold papaya drink and watch them. Take your time, talk it over with the ladies! You good folk can tell me your answer when the show's over. Toddles.” With a final wink the devil disappeared into a black void.

In response to that Cassandra took a deep breath. “I hate that fucking devil so much.” The slaver needed a few more breaths to properly calm herself down. “So...the fuck are we doing now?”

A very good question.

I turned on magic vision.