So Flonne likes to play games eh?

Looking over at Flonne as she writhed on the floor in ecstasy and torment I couldn't help a small grin come to my face no matter how much I didn't want it too. Perhaps I WAS spending too much time with Etna...but this device gave me so many horrible, wonderful, horribly wonderful ideas. "Alright Flonne, you can stop cumming now," I said, watching as the small device beeped once more and Flonne sunk to the ground, her breath coming out in quick pants as her body shone with a thin sheet of sweat.

"I think it's about time you learn how much trouble your little game caused," I said with a grin, Flonne slowly struggling to her feet and weakly pulling at the device, the material hugged so tight that it appeared to have melded with her bodysuit and skin. "So as punishment for trying to trick these two out of their fair game," I said with a calm voice, walking up to her with a devious plan in my mind, "I have the perfect game for you." Laharla and Etna grinned darkly as I lay my hand atop Flonne's head, her body shivering from the contact seconds before my words froze her completely solid, "Flonne, we will be playing tag. Only in this game, the three of us are it and you are the only one we are going to chase. Every time you get tagged, your body will respond with intense arousal that will get stronger after every time we tag you. If all three of us manage to catch you, you will have to catch all three of us before you can cum."

On cue the device attached to Flonne beeped several times, my orders registering into it's memory before it slowly faded to a dull glow. Flonne looked up at me like a terrified bunny, her throat moving as she gulped, my voice a taunting sing song as I spoke, "You have a 30 second head start, you might want to get moving!" In a blur of movement Flonne ran for her sanity, ducking into one of the hallways in my home and vanishing in a thundering chorus of footsteps. Turning back to Etna and Laharla both of them seemed to grin up at me, Etna looking over my body like a hungry predator while Laharla tried her best not to stare.

"Do you think this is appropriate?" I asked, Enta instantly on top of me, almost curling her body around my own as she purred, "That was so evil John...god that makes me so hot when you do that." Before Etna could do anything more a large crimson band wrapped around her torso, roughly tearing her away before she was replaced with the new curved form of Laharla, lust burning in her gaze as she grinned up at me, "That was pretty...skillful John. How about later we go talk about other things like this in...private?"

Judging by how much Etna was glaring and how smug Laharla looked when she returned Etna's look, I had only a few seconds before another fight broke out between the two...what made me think this was a good idea again? Shaking it off I glanced at the clock on the wall, my voice rising out with a low chuckle as I spoke, "Oh would you look at that...30 seconds already."