Prisoner of war

"Wuh- Wha- Huh?" You babble to yourself, waking up from your club-to-the-head-induced little nap. "...Fuck..." You grunt, your neck stiff as you move your head to look around.

You find yourself in a dark, humid room that you can quickly recognize as the guild's cellar. Wooden barrels full of liquor scattered all over the place, racks filled with bottles of wine resting against the walls, puddles of different drinks spilled all over the stone slab floor. The only exit you can visualize is a locked door at the top of a set of stairs. Your hands currently firmly tied to the wooden slabs of the roof, making your body hang down limply on the air. At your sides, you can see Kara, Rhea, and Agis in the same state as you. "...Ye are awake. Hey there, lad." Rhea sighs as she notices you.

"Are you girls okay? What happened?" You weakly ask, Agis snorts in indignation.

"What happened?! You ruined everything, that's what happened! What the fuck were you thinking, you idiot?!" Agis loudly rants, her body dangling in the air as she energetically berates you.

You don't say anything, a few seconds of silence pass until Kara talks. "Agis killed the one who hit you in the head. That orc girl then ran away and everything went crazy... We took out some of them, but there were too many to fight and we got captured. I'm sorry, my alpha..."

"Don't apologize Kara. We'll get out of this." You say, trying to pull on your bindings as hard as you can. "We all have to push at the same time, we might-"

"Oh, don't even bother. We tried that already, genius." Agis rolls her eyes. "It's over. We lost. And it's your fault! I had a plan, we-"

"Cutting a poor girl's finger off? That was your great plan? She didn't do anything to deserve that, Agis. You are acting crazy."

"I knew it! Why the hell would you get fond of a prisoner?! ...You fucked her, didn't you?!"

"W-what? No! Why would you say that?"

"Look me in the eye and tell me you didn't fucked her... I know when you are lying, Theo. It's really easy to tell, your left eyebrow twitches a bit."

"ENOUGH!" Rhea pissedly exclaims, her voice booming all over the small basement, interrupting the argument between you and the elf. "Theo: ye are a dumb, goody-two-shoes snowflake. Pointy-ears: ye are a controllin', neurotic bitch... But I love both of ya. And ye two love each other. So, can ye two please stop feckin' arguin' and start thinkin' of a way to get out of here, kick that green gobshite's ugly arse and finally love ourselves in peace?!"

"I..." Agis can only stutter, a dumbfounded expression on her face as she gazes at the minotaur and then at you. "I... I-i didn't mean what I said..."

"...M-me neither... Sorry for screwing this up, Ag..."

"It's okay, I might have... gone too far. Let's just get out of here... I-i love you, Theo." The elf slowly says, her expression softening, a gentle smile forming on her face.

"I love you too, Agis." You smile back.

Rhea rolls her eyes and chuckles. "Gods, ye two..."

"I have a question before escaping! ...Did you actually fucked the orc girl~?" Kara asks you, a big smile on her face, her tail swinging around in the air.

Despite your predicament, you all loudly laugh at Kara's question. But before you can answer, the door opens up and Forius enters the room. He aggressively walks down the stairs and stops right in front of your dangling body. His beastly red eyes gazing at yours, he breathes heavily, it seems he was trying to contain his urges to simply **** you in the spot. Your heart beats rapidly but you don't let him scare you, simply looking at him in silence with a frown.

You huff as he quickly hits you in the stomach with his gigantic fist. "WHERE ARE THE REST OF YOU?!" He yells a question... Ouch. He hits hard, that's going to leave a mark... But your lips are sealed.

"Leave him alone!" Kara angrily yells, her tail tucking itself between her legs.

Another punch, you loudly gasp in pain. Your body swings around like a punching bag but you stay silent. "WHERE IS YOUR BASE?!"

"Peck ahn sahmeone yooehr own size, you coward piece o' shet! Come 'ere, foehckin bastard!" Rhea furiously exclaims with her thickest accent, trying to free her hands from the sturdy slabs of the ceiling.

He roughly punches you a few more times, you just close your eyes and take it. "AND WHERE THE FUCK IS SAMUEL?!" He asks, savagely grabbing the neck of your shirt and bringing his face close to yours, spit flying out of his mouth.

"Screw you..." You weakly say between coughs. Forius grunts in frustration, moving one of his clenched fists back, about to punch your face. You close your eyes and brace yourself for it...

A pair of seconds go on and nothing happens. You open your eyes again, the orc stands frozen in front of you, seemingly listening to something you can't catch, his head slightly moving up and down, looking like he was in some kind of trance. He then suddenly turns around and walks a few steps away, mumbling to himself.

"...Are you okay, Theo?" Agis asks.

"Y-yeah. It's- uhmpf -it's nothing." You groan, confusedly looking at the orc chief. "...What happened to him?"

Forius quickly gets down on one knee and lowers his head. What the...? Your confused expression immediately turns into a shocked one as something begins to materialize next to him. A black smoke appears and dissipates after a pair of seconds, leaving behind a pale, slender, feminine figure.

She stands at about 5'8 feet tall. She has completely white skin and long, ashen hair that falls down to her back. She wears a tiny, string thong and a strapless small top, both dark in color and made of expensive silk. Black cloth wrapped around her lower arms and thighs, contrasting with her incredibly pale skin. The girl has long dark-red horns, sharp black fingernails, and two big crow-like wings retracted behind her back... but what seemed the most inhumane thing about her was her huge, wide-open, unblinking glowing orange eyes and her unnerving, evil toothy smile.

She slowly moves next to the orc, playfully wiggling her hips around with every step of her bare feet on the cold, stone floor. The girl places her small hand on top of his head and softly pats it. "Good boy." She purrs, her voice deep and throaty. This girl... no, it can't be possible... could she be...?

"You." She points her finger at you, her enormous eyes gazing towards your face. You feel a chill running down your spine, a lump starting to form in your throat, your tied hands getting sweaty. "Say it. What am I?"

"...A-a demon...?"

"That's correct~. I adore hearing the fear in little humans' voices when they say that word... It never gets old." She laughs, her sadistic smile growing bigger and bigger...