I Was Called A Demon

“Hey, how have you been?” Chen Yiren leaned in and asked, her hair still damp from her bath mere minutes prior, “I know it’s been some time since we last met up… has Han Rushu been teaching you well?”

“S-She… um, why are you so close? And… what is that smell…”

“It’s nothing! I mean, I just feel like reconnecting after so long… you don’t mind, right?” Yiren got up close, pressing her boobs against Su Gong’s arm, letting it be enveloped between the soft flesh of her breasts, “Please?”

“F-Fine, fine!”

Su Gong couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong with her friend, but at the same time, she was happy to see that she had improved from when they had first arrived in the Demoness Sect. Back then, Yiren had been scarred by the events that took place in Rong Village, and lost a lot of her original vigour and boldness.

It was entirely understandable, and given the relatively… minimal scale of the sect, and the way that the likes of Han Rushu behaved, Su Gong didn’t have the highest expectations of her recovery. And yet, the way she was so proactive today, and getting so close…

‘Fuck, I can feel my d-dick getting hard from her touch… n-no, I can’t let her see it,’ Su Gong stealthily shifted a bit on the spot, keeping her legs firmly pressed together, letting her cock stay hidden underneath, “Um, so, did you want to talk about something specific?”

“Not really, just to… hang out, you know? Catch up, maybe… why do you look so nervous?”

“J-Just… y-you’re a lot closer than usual. Is everything okay?”

“Of course!”

She didn’t elaborate, just remaining close, looking at her with a somewhat curious look in her eyes. It was impossible to place exactly what it was, especially not when Su Gong’s body was betraying her. It was incredibly difficult to focus on anything when that part of her body just filled her head with lewd thoughts, as though just begging her to put her cock to use, or at least to spread her legs and let it tent her clothes.

There was no way she’d do that, not after what Yiren had experienced back in Rong Village… not that she would if anyone else was around, either.

She wasn’t some bitch in heat that couldn’t contain herself whenever the slightest bit of arousal appeared. No, she was fully capable of resisting and holding back, of behaving like a reasonable human being!

“… Hah, do you mind if I just rest on you for a bit? I feel really tired today…” Chen Yiren suddenly said, coming in even closer and resting her chin and Su Gong’s shoulder.

Suddenly it became a lot more difficult to control herself. Even putting the unusual smell aside, she could clearly smell Yiren’s own scent, so feminine and fresh…

It was completely unlike Han Rushu’s musk, which made her feel so small and weak, but it was intoxicating nonetheless. The biggest difference was the way it made her want to take Yiren, push her down, and use her…

‘This thing… if Han Rushu’s cock is anything like this, then I can understand why she is so… forward. Of course she’d want to find relief… I almost feel bad,’ Su Gong thought to herself finding it so, so, so difficult to remain still as Chen Yiren seemed to get ever closer to her.

It was inevitable that her resistance would falter, she just hadn’t expected that it would happen by Yiren suddenly moving over, straddling Su Gong and pressing their tits together.

“You’ve been looking distracted the whole time… do you need some help? Do- wait, what is that?”

By some reflex, Su Gong ended up spreading her legs just enough for her cock to finally spring up, and with Chen Yiren’s position over her… it was inevitable that she would feel it.

“I-It’s not… it’s nothing!”

“That doesn’t feel like nothing, Ah Gong,” Chen Yiren suddenly grinned, a peculiar realisation lighting up her eyes, “I didn’t know you had a dick. Did you get hard from my boobs?”

Su Gong felt like she was about to explode – in the least fun way imaginable – from the way Chen Yiren was speaking. It felt like some other person overtook her all of a sudden, and she just had no clue what to do.

“I’ll take that silence as a yes. Naughty, so naughty… Let me just…” Yiren suddenly reached down and grabbed Su Gong’s cock through her clothes, grasping it tightly, “get a feel of it. Whoa, it twitched so much… You must really want to use it, don’t you?”

“P-Please, just let me go and-”

Instead, Chen Yiren just tightened her grasp on her length, and slowly stroked up and down. Doing so through the fabric meant that it couldn’t feel anywhere near as good as a direct touch, and yet, faced with the impossible foe that was Yiren’s piercing gaze, staring at her with an all-knew lust and purpose, she couldn’t control herself at all.

Her cock twitched and throbbed, precum leaking from the tip and staining her robes, making the fabric cling to the head of her shaft.

“Have you not been taking proper care of yourself, Ah Gong? It is just begging for release… even though it feels so small,” Yiren muttered the last part under her breath, and though Su Gong couldn’t hear her words, she could perceive the tone.

It was… dismissive, almost, like she barely cared about the one in front of her. It was… strange, given that she was currently jerking Su Gong off, and of course, there was no way that she would be looking down on her given their past friendship… right?

No, surely not. Surely she was simply misunderstanding her tone… maybe all of this was simply her imagination, maybe she was dreaming-

‘Fuck, no, the way this feels is way too real to possibly be a dream! Why is this happening…’ Su Gong was just too lost in the moment to possibly stop her, and so she just sat there and took it, feeling her balls tensing up as they begged for release.

Despite her best efforts to hold back, she felt herself reaching the edge quickly, and she was unable to contain her moans, letting out such lewd, wonderful noises that it put a sadistic grin on Yiren’s face.

She should’ve known from that look that she wouldn’t get to simply enjoy the moment. The instant that she got to the brink, her length twitching, Chen Yiren suddenly slid her hand down to her base and held it firmly, as though intent on not allowing a single drop of jizz to escape.

With her holding completely still, that last bit of pleasure Su Gong needed before she’d burst was gone, and she couldn’t even attempt to buck her hips with Yiren sitting atop her, still staring her firmly in the eyes.

If not for the circumstances, it would be rather hot to see such… intensity in another’s gaze. In Rushu’s eyes, perhaps…

She quivered at the thought, and the way Yiren suddenly let go.

“You really can’t control yourself, can you? Have you just been dreaming for a moment like this, when you could just be… drained by someone else? Or… perhaps that’s not quite what you want. Maybe being denied like this is better…”

“Yiren, when did you… become like this?”

“Become? I don’t know what you mean… This is me. You’re the one acting strangely, I think.”

“W-What’s strange about being uncomfortable when someone suddenly grabs my-”

“Someone? As if we don’t know one another very, very well…”

‘That’s exactly what makes it weird! W-Why don’t you find it strange?!’ Su Gong yelled within her mind, but of course, she couldn’t bring herself to say such a thing in reality, not when Chen Yiren was still so close, her scent making her dick twitch even without a single touch.

As attentive as she was, Yiren didn’t miss that little detail at all, and it just made her chuckle.

“You’re such a submissive girl, aren’t you? Even with that cock, you just want to be controlled,” Chen Yiren leaned in, whispering into her ear, “You want to be held firmly and used, don’t you?”

Su Gong shuddered, her cheeks flushing crimson, her dick twitching in reply, a rope of pre spurting from her tip. Of course, she couldn’t forget about her pussy, either, not with how wet it had gotten. Her arousal was coating her inner thighs, the back of her balls, and making quite the stain in her robes, not to mention the way it filled the air with a potent scent of a bitch in heat.

If even Su Gong herself felt that way, then Yiren…

“Seems like I was right… let me reward you,” she put her hand around the length again, though this time she used only two fingers, her grasp a lot less firm than before, and even her strokes were slower and less intense.

With how close she’d gotten the first time, she was still getting pleasure from it, and she knew she wouldn’t last long before orgasm was at the door once again. At the same time… she had a pretty good feeling as to what would happen. That look in Yiren’s eyes hadn’t diminished in the slightest, and it only seemed like it would intensify with every single touch she gave.

And more than that, she could feel herself slipping too. She couldn’t quite identify it, but there was a need boiling up within her, and every moment that she was kept from satisfaction…

It threatened to take over.

When Yiren brought her close and suddenly let go again, that threat became reality. In truth, Su Gong always had the physical strength to push her off, but now she just lunged forward, practically throwing her to the ground, forcing her down into the grass, pinning her down.

It was sudden, even for her, and when she looked into Chen Yiren’s eyes, she saw them filled with abject terror. All of that prior boldness and dominance was completely gone, and she looked exactly like she had all those days ago, when they had first escaped Rong Village. In them was reflected a beast no different from the men that attacked the village.

Su Gong froze up, the arousal fading from her body, replaced with an intense chill.

“I-I… I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me…” she got up, releasing her, backing off as her breathing got heavier, “I-I’m sorry!”

She turned away and ran, too shocked by the events to even attempt to look back.

If she had, she would’ve seen that terror fade from Yiren’s eyes as she exhaled in relief. She rose up, patting herself down, looking in the direction Su Gong had gone in.

“Phew~… If she had done any further, she might’ve done something only permitted for my Mistress. Still… I think that this is what Mistress wanted. Maybe she will reward me again… I can’t wait…”

Meanwhile, with her mind drowned in self-doubt and worry, Su Gong’s feet carried her to a familiar place – Han Rushu’s smithy.

She only realised where she was once she was stepping through the front door.

“Hm? What’re you doing here at this time?”

“M-Master…I’m sorry, I just…”

“Don’t you turn around. Back in here, disciple.”

Su Gong shuddered as she turned, the commanding tone making her feel incredibly weak and submissive. Honestly, if Han Rushu had just told her to kneel down and suck then and there, with that particular tone, she wouldn’t have been able to resist.

The blacksmith came up to her, looking at her intensely, “What happened?”

“I… I did something I regret. A lot.”

“What’s that?”

“… I… I don’t want to-”

“Say it, already. Clearly, it’s bothering you, so the sooner you get it out of your system, the better.”

“It… I…” Su Gong kept her gaze down as she tried to find the words, “I-I got turned on and ended up forcing her down, because I… I just couldn’t control myself…”

“Hah… have you touched yourself at all?”

“N-No, that would be-”

“It’ll continue to tempt you unless you do, you know.”

Su Gong had nothing to say to that, but after a moment, Rushu sighed and put a hand on her shoulder.

“I do have… an alternative. It will be difficult at first, but it will ensure that you can never go too far.”

The offer was too enticing for her to even begin thinking about the oddity in the blacksmith’s tone, that undertone to her voice that sounded like a very different person to the one Su Gong had been interacting with most of the time. No, she wanted to be rid of the issue, and if she was given a chance, she’d happily take it.

“What is it? Please, I need it!”

“Luckily for you, I happen to have it prepared. One moment,” Han Rushu backed off and headed to a particular corner of the smithy, rummaging through some things before pulling out a metal ring and flat metal plate, the latter of which had a number of holes in the front.

She took both and then went to a different pile, grabbing… a black strap

“What… is that?”

“A chastity cage… a slightly smaller variant than the usual, but ideal for fixing your little… issue,” the blacksmith introduced it, presenting the parts to her, “You wear the ring around the base of your new endowment, and contain your cock with the cage. The strap is just to help keep it on.”

“T-This…” with a solution in front of her, Su Gong suddenly got cold feet, “T-This seems a bit extreme, doesn’t it?”

“You’re the one that can’t control herself. You came to me asking for a solution, and when the simplest way didn’t suit you… well, what else do you want me to suggest?”

Su Gong blushed, her gaze drifting down again. Nothing the blacksmith said was wrong, of course – given how this happened at best a minute prior, there was little room to forget the details – but still, it felt… excessive. Perhaps also more… final than she would prefer.

Of course, such a thing could probably be removed at any point, but… surely it wasn’t good to have a cock trapped in such a thing for too long, not to mention the size. Even when flaccid, she couldn’t imagine fitting into such a thing, and if she got hard, it- well, preventing that was probably the point, but still.

“I…”

“I get that it might be a little intimidating, but if you want to be sure about it… then this is the best way.”

She couldn’t help but hesitate, to the point that Han Rushu rolled her eyes and just thrust the items into her hand, “Take it.”

“B-But-”

“You don’t have to put it on if you don’t want to, but if you change your mind… you’ll have it ready. Okay?”

“Y-Yes, Master…”

“Good. Tch, you make it so difficult to help you sometimes… Just sit down and relax. There’s no point in training you while you’re such a mess.”

“I understand…”

“Good. Hah, how troublesome…”