Chapter 91

A/N: I giggled the WHOLE time editing!
Tyson
I gasped awake. I don’t know how long I’ve been here, but there is a sun and moon cycle here….. a week?
That feels about right… I remember being offered water about 7 or 8 times, maybe 9?
“The little master is awake!” yelled a servant. “Forgive us m-”
“Where’s the bathing area?” I stretched. It wasn’t in the sleeping chambers.
She did the demonic ‘yes sir’ thing, a little nod, and confirmation growl. Those who tend the castle are especially polite. I mean… they *were* the original demons to see the full wrath of the Horned One.
I could bet a wish they saw him do shit I can’t imagine.
I felt the flame between my horns flick to life. Being here around so much hellish energy overpowers my natural piety.
A Priest.
A Zealot.
A Traitor.
I could hear them just fine, but most times we all more or less go by the rule of leaving thoughts alone. Confront actively hostile ones. Nobody has a dagger for my back here, they just don’t like the holy scent I give. They think I’m purposefully doing this. I already knew what to do about it.
I don’t know who robed me, but with a tug, they come right off. I really wish I could sit in my office in this. They feel like pajamas.
…and seeing the royal bathhouse belongs A-fucking-bove?!
The black stone was cared into perfection. The likeness of the Layer Lords, generals… me….
I must admit…. I really liked my likeness. It’s weird to see that I’m *that* famous… That I’m a coin… I could see why father did Not let us be raised down here… we’d have been spoiled rotten.
Gods, I’d be even *more* arrogant…. I’m glad Kaizen isn’t here. He’d be Just as big of a Ham!
Grace too!
What the hell was this?! The fountains and women… There was so much to take in. I didn’t know where the original servant went, but I was filthy. It really would be rude to go into the throne room like this. He’d be offended.
I stink like raspberry pie from the light, and rotten eggs from the darkness…
The way the place was made, was that all over the fucking walls were naked succubus everywhere. Those women can be any color, any body shape the victim desires, any appearance… so all of them started to slowly look like Samira.
Samira in a bikini.
Samira completely naked, but with horns and a tail…
Samira with a whip wearing a collar… on her hands and knees to be spanked. Oh my.
I cleared my throat. They thought messing with me was funny!
Ok! Samira covered in whipped cream… holding a pup cup is playing dirty, but they weren’t my mate, so it won’t work!
“It feels so good to be Below.” I said ignoring that at least 5 went into the water. They became water, so where the Fuck did they go?!
“How so master?” Asked one in my right ear.
Where The FUCK IS SHE?!
“Would you like us to scrub the holy stench off you?” said another massaging my shoulders.
The water became merky! Something Touched My Back!
They Giggled at Me.
“Is it your first time?” Asked one behind me, a different one. “We will be slow master.”
Many moaned.
Samira in a skimpy officer uniform put her hands on my chest. “Master… you feel nothing?”
“Leave the master be. He has a mark.” Said one in my left ear. “Or is it for show my lord?”
I could feel her tail rub my inner calf muscle and they purred like cats.
“No, I am mated.” I said calmly…. Sometimes it’s nice being only the wolf. I can deaden my expressions easily, relaxing them to my wolfish gaze in times like this….
They’re kinda scary, but I’m not going to say anything.
“Young master, at least let us remove the holy stench.” Asked Beth’gresh
“How do you plan to do this? I was born with this disability.” I admitted.
They gasped.
“I thought you were covered in angel battle scars! My Lord, you Must speak with the master, he will help you!” Yelled Beth’gresh.
I didn’t even get a chance to say anything.
“He is not as bad as mortals make him out to be, well not for we branded…, he sees us as much a child as *You*….”
I hadn’t even made much, but apparently this was enough to purge a high demon… I could hear them frantically think this, and speak of it in demonic.
They made me shift by pressing right behind the ear, where the jaw connects. No one knows why, but it makes a kind of gag reflex that’s involuntary.
I was slathered in soap and washed like a damn dog…
“Here, let us prepare you.” Said Samira in a doctor get up…
I know they didn’t tease grandpa…. But this is starting to get…. *suspicious.* 
“You’re such a good boy master!” Beamed Likketh… how did I know the lead one’s name….
Why Do I Like Being A Good Boy?!
They pet me! I Shouldn’t Like This! It’s WEIRD!
I’m A Grown Ass Man!
Somebody’s going to think I’m a Pervert!!!
:Tyson The Perverted One!:
“He’s so soft now that that itchy holy residue is off!” Beamed Jexi, another one….
How many succubus worked in here!
\[no…no-nobody tell samira\] I said … very shamefully. They were Too Close… and got to me.. WAY Too Easily…. And it felt Really Nice…I felt like a little pup again… back when mom would read us bed time stories. That I can deal with.
They giggled.
“We won’t master.”
They clipped my nails… trimmed the shaggy fur on my feet, and one of them had blueberry spray…
The next thing I knew I was being brushed and blow dried… making me … fluffy….
Oh gods damn it.
I shifted, and now my long hair was a Very large Afro…. And my flame was inside it. My hair fluffed to the middle of my back…. 
Only the tips of my horns could be seen.
“My my… how handsome.” They giggled, handing me a fresh set of robes, and a Horned One neckerchief.
:Thanks mom. I’m *totally* intimidating now…I got a bandana and I’m not afraid to use it:
I had a bit of a laugh myself….  “Mom is *always* this fluffy. I remember even before she had the flame feathers, she was a fluffy wolf too. And when she got mad, she got fluffier and sometimes dad would have to leave the room not to laugh.. I do too when we’re doing council meetings.”
“Ah! Her Majesty Isabelle is so Pretty!” Yelled Greh’nev. She was ‘officer’ Samira. “The Three Princesses are a set that litter the castle with the masters… but I’ve not met them.”
“I’ll make it a note to mention it. If she’s up for it, I could come down with them next time.
…They looked so innocent about it I *have* to… Their loyalty is from how well they are treated, they’re just likely fearful of what they are offending grandma. 
My light mood made purity. My guess is because… I’m talking about my mom and being fluffy when at least 20 naked Samira imitations are all running around and touching me. Any other demon would be breeding them one at a time until the 5th or 6th one… maybe more if they were from Layer Lust too.
I resisted flinching in front of them. It *burns* but someone could get the wrong idea, and think they have something to do with this. It isn’t meant to be here after all… and not in my blood.
“I’ll talk to him in a moment.” I said stoically. “Thank you ladies.”
There were…30 in here, so I put 90 gold in a bag. 2 gold is the going rate for a full body bath and blowout, but each got a tip for the purity removal. And for my good deed, they gave me a bottle I’m taking home. I’m sure they do more than hair since Layer Lords, and high ranks may come here, so there is no lack for work.
“I’m so sorry you’re afflicted with alignment poisoning… oh you poor poor master.” Said Tikketh, Likketh’s sister. I’m reading them and it’s automatic here.
“I know it hurts… for our people, we must live on Layer Lust if we do not bring pleasure.” Said Aikeeth, the third one. They were not *identical* but I could tell those three were sisters. 
Now that they were paid, they all looked like themselves.
“….It doesn’t have to be sex.” I said as they nodded.
“The master feeds us well… He is so merciful to allow us breath near his mate. We would never… but she is Queen.”
There it is. They did want *something* but this wasn’t bad…. And I *was* brushed by 15 Samiras….I pulled the bow out my fluff. 
“But grandmother would not harm you for no reason. If you feed through cleaning the castle and washing robes, no one judges you for it…. You sound as if you walk upon glass.”
Nobody judges brothel work in Hell either…
“Sire we speak too freely…”
“You all tell me because you were looking for an outside authority.”
They were silent….
“If you all speak with grandmother, I’m sure she’ll understand.” I said gently. “But if not, I give you lot the wish to summon me.” I said this firmly.
I’d never given a wish, but it had conditions. I won’t leave it open for one of them to wish something they shouldn’t.
They looked at each other, but this time…. They didn’t think so freely.
I made a note of that as I gave a traditional goodbye. I am a Duke. I wave my hand and walk away I think.
“Thank you, young master.” They said in sync, so I did it right.