The truth

“Well I took a swimsuit, but I was in the fountain like you said. Isn’t that enough?”

“Obviously not. You were told to do it nude and you didn’t. I don’t think it’s any surprise that you’re going to be punished for that,” the male devil says.

Your mind flips through a few potential punishments and you really don’t like any of them. And these two are too clever for this to end well.

“Punished? Nononono, please don’t."
Their faces are resolute.
"C’mon, you can’t just fucking boss me around like this and expect it to work.”

Cecilia shrugs.
“It was your decision. And it won’t be as bad for you since you were honest. But, we can’t just let you get off free. We tell you what to do, and either you do it or face the punishment.”

Your stomach drops.
“Who do you think you are? Fuck you! You can’t just wrap me around your finger, you perverts!”

“Don't stop yelling for our sake. No, keep going. We’ll wait if you want to get it all out,” Cassius says. He looks genuinely unbothered, and maybe even a little amused.

Words aren’t getting you anywhere. Time for another tactic.

“You done? We’ll tell you your punishment whenever you’re ready,” Cecilia says.

You stay silent.