*“Wha-?”, I was struck by a quick, almost imperceptible bolt of lighting. I felt an electric shock and tried to jump out of the way, but I was too late. My movements became sluggish, and every step felt like I was wading through quicksand. After a moment, I couldn’t move at all. I was careless- I’d been caught in a paralysis spell.

*“Kukukuku~ I didn’t expect that to work so well!”, The demon mocked, taking her time as she walked up to my frozen form.

*“What do you want? I’ve hardly got any gold, and if you wanted to kill me you’d have done it already.”, I shouted angrily, which was probably not the best move when I was at the mercy of this smug demon.

*Her golden eyes narrowed as she grinned, poking my armored chestplate with a single finger. With an unknown magic, she tore it apart, the remains of my enchanted armor cracked and shattered like a pane of glass all over the floor.

*“Hmmmm~ You should have figured it out already…A knight at such a high level such as yourself should know what demons like us find valuable…..” She continued to break apart my armor with her magic as I could do nothing but stand in place, the paralysis spell still preventing me from doing more than moving my head or wiggling my fingers.

With a final crack the last of my armor had been destroyed, and the demon had a wild, ravenous look in her eyes. Without warning, she grabbed my pants and pulled, tearing them off my body violently, rendering me naked from the waist down. “Haah~”, she panted, all but drooling as she slowly leaned into my crotch, her hot, humid breath on my….

BEEP BEEP BEEP

The sound of an electric alarm pulled you from your thoughts as you glanced up at the computer screen. You could only sit in trepidation as you mentally counted the words you had just written, legs nervously bouncing in the confines of the ropes holding you to your chair.

“Oh.......Anon~”, the terrifyingly sickly-sweet voice of your captor rang out from down the hall, and not a moment later you heard her enter the room, locking the door behind her.

“So…..How many words did my wonderful author write this time~?” AZKi asked, playfully running her fingers up your arm, drawing circles on your shoulder. You didn’t say anything, thinking it was better to avoid angering her by saying something she didn’t want to hear.

AZKi squeezed herself into your chair, grinding her butt into your lap as she grabbed the computer mouse, highlighting the text you had just written. (She “didn’t believe” in word processors that counted the words for you, and insisted she had to do it manually.) You could do nothing but wait, trying to distract yourself from the potential consequence of failing her challenge by focusing on the sweet scent of her hair and the way it tickled your face as she occasionally turned her head to read another paragraph.

It felt like eons, but after several moments she had finished counting.
AZKi stood up, turning your chair so you could face her. “Anon…...I gave you an hour, and you only wrote 291 words?!??”, she screamed, her face twisted into a mix of disgust and anger. “You even started in medias res and couldn’t get to any smut! A whole hour!”

She raised her arm, slapping you across the face, hard. You briefly saw stars for a moment as AZKi continued her rant. “Not to mention the stilted dialog, amateurish descriptions, and the unoriginal scenario…..How many threads have had some variation of this prompt and you still couldn’t do it right?”

You started to open your mouth to protest, but AZKi slapped you once more, painfully slamming your jaw shut.

“Hmph~”, she turned on her heels, pushing your chair back to the desk.

“I’ll give you one….more...chance~”, she softly whispered in your ear, gently caressing your face as she did so. “I knooooow~ you’ll do better this time, right, Anon?”

You nodded like your life depended on it. It probably did. This pleased her, her tone of voice back to the sweet one you knew far too well.

“Good. I’ll see you in an hour~” AZKi turned, opening the door. “Oh, and if you can’t write at least one thousand words by the time I come back…..”, You jumped as she threw a knife into the wall, narrowly missing your head and the computer monitor on your desk.

AZKi slammed the door shut, leaving you your devices, as you hoped you could write 1,000 words in the hour timespan you had been given………….