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was barely in his seat before he said, "I do not think I can work with this human."
    "Why not?"
    "I took him to be punished, as is standard, and I fear he actually enjoyed himself."
    Moloch stroked his long beard; it was stark white and shone against the red tint of his skin. The white beard signified the many centuries of service that Moloch had serving under the Dark Lord. "And what gave you that impression?"
    "He grew erect," Karawan answered.
    "When you say 'he grew erect', you mean...?"
    "His member, Moloch! This... man is not supposed to like what I am doing to him. He is here to be punished. I am supposed to help see the errors of his ways. How am I supposed to do that if he finds my actions pleasurable? Twice now, I have taken him to be punished, once with the whip and the next with the razors, as you have taught me. This is not right, Moloch!" Karawan was seething.
    Moloch stood from his chair and moved behind Karawan's. He reached down and began stroking the younger demon's hair. "Now, Karawan, I know that you have not been a full demon for very long, but have you really never encountered this?" When Karawan shook his head, Moloch continued. "Well, then, you do not really know how much of a good thing this is. In fact, it's fantastic, because it makes your job easier, and more fun, I might add."
    Karawan was confused. "What do you mean?"
    "Well," Moloch said as he came around to the front of Karawan's chair, "it's a little difficult to explain." Moloch knelt before Karawan and stroked his student's thighs. His hands found their way under the small cloth that covered Karawan's semi-erect cock.
    Karawan was quite familiar with Moloch and his hands, as well as his mouth and, well, his cock; the older demon could never keep them to himself. Throughout Karawan's training, Moloch constantly used him for pleasure. Karawan should have realized that this time would be no different. However, he felt that this was not the time for such things, and he stiffened at Moloch's touch.
    "Is there a problem, Karawan?" Moloch asked innocently.
    "Why are you doing this now? Do we not have more important matters to discuss? I do not understand," Karawan answered.
    "Ahh, but that's the beauty of it. You do not have to know. Just sit back and relax; I'll take care of everything." Moloch ducked his head under the cloth and began licking Karawan's cock.
    At first, Karawan was surprised by the sudden moisture, but then sat back and closed his eyes, enjoying the sensations. Moloch's tongue ran the length of Karawan's shaft , teasing and tickling it. Just when Karawan thought he couldn't stand the teasing any longer, Moloch enclosed his mouth around Karawan's cock.
    Karawan let a moan escape from his lips, and he began to rock his hips in rhythm with Moloch's mouth. As the older demon sucked, his red hands came up to caress Karawan's balls.
    Moloch's hands worked quickly and methodically, and it was obvious that he had done this many times. After a few moments of this, Karawan began to shudder uncontrollably. He bucked his hips, and he stifled a small scream with his own hands. He knew that he was very close to exploding his seed inside of Moloch's mouth.
    Moloch must have sensed that, too, because he suddenly stopped what he was doing. He knelt back and looked up at Karawan.
    "Why... why did you stop?" Karawan asked, out of breath. His cock continued to twitch, with trying to find Moloch's mouth. Karawan gripped the chair he was in, and he raised his head and opened his eyes. He searched out Moloch's face, because he wanted to get some answers. Moloch had never stopped before; he always made sure Karawan was completely satisfied.
    "Karawan, do you not see?" replied the old demon, "have you ever known a torture such as this? Being so close to what you want the most and unable to get it?"
    Karawan's body rocked subconsciously. "No, I cannot say that I have."
    "Well, then!" Moloch said. "Imagine how that human must feel. Sure, he can get hard all