"You are sure of what you saw?" The demon's deep baritone rang out in the hallway outside of his chamber.
"Yes, you demonic idiot!" The Fury yelled, her black wings rustling in agitation. "The last Fury has been found and awoken and we need to do something now!"
The demon snarled and grabbed the newly created Night Fury by her neck, pinning her against the wall of the chamber.
"You do not speak to me in such a way!" He roared at her.
Jolie's eyes widened in shock as she witnessed the extent of his rage, but then they narrowed in determination. Her hands grasped his and slowly pulled his hand away from her throat, the demon resisting with all of his might.
"You do not own me Gortelesque. I am not your slave and I am pissed off!" She said through gritted teeth.
Gortelesque pulled his hand back, the two of them breathing hard from the exertion. His rage had not subsided, just remained dormant however, festering inside of him and giving him his massive strength.
"You may be more equal to me than most, Jolie, but that does not give you special privileges within my presence. You will not insult me, unless that is a part of us screwing. You may not challenge me outside of my chamber and you will do as you are told when in the presence of other demons, even if I asked for your advice before or after.." Gortelesque said with his eyes narrowed.
"And what do I get out of this little arrangement?" said Jolie with a snarl and started to walk away..
"You get me." The demon said. "As well as the pleasure of being my right hand as you so messily murdered my last one."
"That does not sound equal to me." Jolie said. "You promised me freedom to do what I want, to let loose and be myself."
"And you will, within reason." The demon said. "When we are in battle I will let you do whatever you want. I want you to be a whirling ecstasy of destruction. As of right now, you are the most powerful female in all Below and afforded the most luxuries."
"It doesn't feel like it." Jolie pouted.
"Believe me, most females are broken, raped repeatedly and then eaten. My harpies are those that have been transformed like you and are under my protection. No woman has it better in the entirety of the Master's kingdom than those with me, especially you."
"There is no woman like me." said Jolie, striking a sexy pose with her wings spread and one hand on her hip, her chest thrust out in front of her.
"There is truly no one like you, dearest." Purred the demon.
"But what are we going to do about the Furies? There are two of them now, Ice and Fire. I know I can best Samantha, but this new one is unknown." Said Jolie with a frown.
The demon paused to think.
"We will have to seek audience with the Master. He will have a plan of action at least."
"Is he as terrible as they say he is?" Asked Jolie, her voice quivering with anticipation..
"Even worse. He is everywhere and nowhere at the same time. He is terror, despair and jealousy incarnate. You want to run screaming from his presence and never leave it at the same time." the demon said truthfully.
"I now doubt the wisdom of going to see him." Said Jolie, frowning.
"Well, I will have to show you to him anyway. He approved you as my pet project, and now he will want to see the fruits of my labor. That actually reminds me of something I have been meaning to tell you."
"What?" The Night Fury asked.
"He will probably want to fuck you."
"Over my dead body." Jolie said calmly, the purple scars on her body pulsing with even darker purple light. "I gave myself to you, not the Master. He can screw himself for all I care."
"You will do this Jolie." Gortelesque's voice boomed with authority. "For me and for our survival you will do this. You will be the best he has ever had or he will likely kill you and me and we can spend forever in agony in the Pit."
Jolie breathed deeply, her rage simmering below the surface.
"If it comes to that, I will consider it." She said.
"Good, now you have a little bit of a task to perform first before we do anything." Gortelesque said with a smile.
"I already screwed you three times this morning, what more could you want?" Jolie said in fake exasperation.
"No dearest, I am quite satisfied by you. There is the matter of my previous favorite to attend to."
"Garesha."
"Indeed." Said Gortelesque.
"Is it true that she was behind the massacre at Fort Union?" Asked Jolie.
"Yes she was. She was a fierce warrior, but weak of spirit. Still, she has managed to defy me once or twice over the years."
"What are we supposed to do?" Asked Jolie.
"You must dominate or kill her. If you fail to do either, she will succeed in doing either to you."
"She must be so much weaker than me, I will dominate her easily in a fight." Said Jolie with a smile.
"You must dominate her sexually." The demon said with a smile of his own. "I would actually prefer she not die, she is very strong and useful in a fight. Plus I have gotten rather fond of her over the years."
Jolie's face grew hot and her eyes blazed purple.
"You dare to even consider her over me, demon?" Said Jolie with a snarl. "I am the best, most beautiful and strongest woman in all of creation and you want me to screw your old squeeze so you can watch?"