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“I mean come on, Val.” A certain tv headed demon playfully ran his finger up and down his favorite ruler of the art of porn chest. “Let your little plaything run on to that stupid hotel for a bit, and then we can have a bit of fun. Vel isn’t gonna be back for another 30 minutes.”
The Moth man chuckled just a bit as he leaned a bit closer into that finger. “Oh and what do you plan to do to me in 30 minutes?”
“Oh I can name a few-” The duo pulled apart as the door to their shared office shot open. “What the fuck, can’t you knock!”
Velvette the third ruler of the Vee rolled her eyes as she looked up from her phone. “I don’t even want to know what you fucks were about to do.”
“Well we were about to fuck before someone ruined the mood.”
“I just said I didn’t want to know.”
“Not my fault you said the magic word, babydoll.” That got a small glare from the youngest of their group. “I am just kidding, just a fiery little one are you today. What has you so upset?” Valentino
“That bitch Carmilla is what has me in a bad mood.” Velvette collapsed back into a chair and rested her hands on her chin. “Forgot who the baddest bitch in all of hell actually is.”
“What happened?” Vox asked. “Please tell me you didn’t fuck up that meeting?”
“I didn’t fuck up shit!” Velvette chose not to look at the older gentlemen. “I did exactly what we agreed to, show them that head, show them that angels can be killed, that we can fight! But nooooo those old fucks are more worried about their own asses than fighting back!”
“And you had a civil conversation that went really well and that is why you are back so early right… right Vel?” Vox noticed the younger woman… teenager… he honestly didn’t know or really care for that matter. The man slapped a hand against his tv screen of head. “What did you do?”
“I just told you what I did.”
“He meant,” Valentine spoke up. “Did you convey yourself properly or did you make an enemy of Carmilla?”
“If she doesn’t like being called a dumb talentless scary little bitch, then I suppose I did respond in a good way.” Valentine and Vox shared a look that Velvette noticed. “What?”
“Look Velvet, honey, superstar, a trio of my people to work with in all of hell.” Vox stepped closer to the girl before his face got a bit darker. “How about you tell me what actually happened so I can maybe try and fix what you might have broken?”
“Broken?” Velvette questioned.
Valentino spoke up next. “Carmilla Carmine doesn’t take kindly to disrespect to her, or anyone in her small circle of friends and family. She is quick to just,” he made a slit across his throat. “You cut demons off… forever.”
“So I need you to tell me everything that happened before that old bitch decides to.” Before Vox could finish a phone started to ring and he quickly retreated to get it. “What do you want… oh Carmilla my favorite spanish speaking business woman, how can I help you?”
As Vox stepped out of the room to have a conversation that he was dreading would not happen. Valentine sat down beside a still steaming Velvette. “Did anything interesting happen at least?”
“Vox’s annoying red friend was there… not sure why people are so scared of him.”
“Oh trust me, doll. That one is a mystery, barely enjoys company, I have no idea why he puts up with that hotel run by Lucifer's cunt, or why he has such an interest in Rosie.” Valentino put a hand on the smaller demon’s shoulder. “How about we get you out of this angry little state and make some trouble for our dear workers.”
“I do enjoy trouble.”
“I could use some outfit advice for my next shoot.”
Before those plans could even start the door slammed open again as Vox walked back inside. “So I got good news, and fucked news.” He pointed a finger at Val before adding. “And not the good kind of fuck news.” Vox took a seat behind a desk and folded his claws like fingers together. “Carmilla is pissed.”
“I hope that is the good news.” Velvette said with a smirk.
“It is very, very, bad news. Cause she wants to pull her partnership with our company, which is not good for our approval rating.”
“How much is pulling?” Val asked.
“Everything, something about not wanting to do business with a respectless little brat who she had argument in song with, and disrespect Zestial in the process.”
“They were afraid to fight, we don’t need them, like I said I could eat those lot for breakfast.”
“For now we need them.” Vox stated sternly. “So now the good news, she is willing to forget all of that, on one condition.” Vox turned his attention over to Velvette once more. “She wants you to come back to her place to discuss your punishment.”
“Punishment?” Velvette stood up from her chair and approached that desk. “Punishment, are you out of your fucking mind? You must have lost a screw in that big ass head of yours if you think I am gonna submit to her!”
“I am not telling you to submit, I am telling you to get this over with before we lose any power or money, cause Carmilla is still a big name, and we need her to be happy so we can keep doing what we want.” Vox sat up a bit straighter. “So the way I see it we can either get this over with, and go back to business as usual. Make her feel powerful, make her think she is in control and then once we don’t need her anymore, I will personally make sure you get revenge on that old bitch. Or we lose face and risk a powerful enemy with best hell weapon seller and maker.”
Velvette bit her lip so hard she nearly drew blood. “You can’t make me!” She said with poison oozing into each word.
“I am not gonna make you, I am telling you what will happen if you don’t.” Vox raised an eyebrow as he added with a chuckle. “Are you afraid of Carmilla Carmine?”
“Are you afraid of Alaster?” Velvette shot back just as darkly.
“Okay, okay!” Val stepped in and opened his wings as just for a moment he was sure they might come to blows or at least an annoyingly loud argument that he was not in the mood for. “Both of you calm down, we are a team, sometimes being a team means doing shit we don’t wanna do. Like when you Velvette had us model in that little show of yours.”
“You both loved it.” She mumbled.
“Or that little favor you want me to start doing with my Angel Dust sooner rather than later, Vox.” Val lowered his wings and turned to Velvette. “Vel, just do us a favor and get it over with, she is not gonna do anything most like is just gonna scold you, demand respect or have you do something for her. Please…”
Velvette's hands tightened so hard that she nearly shattered her phone. “Fine but you owe me for this!” She said, shooting a look towards Vox who only smiled in return. “I mean it, you owe me for this!” She stepped around her desk and held her hand out to him. “So make me a deal that you will do me a favor of my choice when I ask for it.”
“Deal.” Vox and Velvette shock hands as a mix of purple magic and electricity spilled into the air. “Now make us proud.”
“Fuck you!”
As soon as Velvette left, Vox snapped his fingers as the lights grew dim. “Now where were we? Val?”
“You, me, and a nice long-”
“If you are gonna fuck, fuck in your room!” Velvette shouted out of the door as she stormed off. “Fucking assholes.”
“She is gonna be on the war path when she gets back.”
“I don’t give a fuck,” Vox replied. “She made this mess, she can clean it up, I sent the brat to one overlord meeting and Carmilla is breathing down my throat. Besides, what is the worst that Carmilla is gonna do to her?” \
Meanwhile across the city after a very nice musical number where she had shared a small secret she was trying to keep from the other Overlords. A certain deep gray skinned woman wished her only friend in this hell, Zestial a goodbye and sent her dear daughters out of her office as she waited for another bit of trouble to come back to her building. Her irritation was obvious, those damn Vee’s had been nothing but trouble since they arrived, Vox used to be just a powerful up and coming overlord might have even had a hint of respect in those bones. Now he was just a power hungry man that wanted something, she just didn’t know what his angle was yet. Then there was the sex demon Valentino. He had joined up with Vox the second he arrived to this place, his domain over lust and Vox’s domain over television made them quite the pair. Now while she might not agree with some of his contacts or those horrid videos she once caught her dear sweet daughters trying to hide and watch. At least that annoying moth could be respectful.
Unlike the youngest of the Vee’s. Velvette, the social media demon. She had been nothing but trouble since she arrived and teamed up with Vox. Holding herself up like she was the cream or the croup, always thinking she was right, disrespectful, annoying, all of her fears of who this brat was only sealed at this meeting. You show your elders respect, that is how things worked, even in hell where death was forever. Zeatial one of their oldest, in both body, soul, and spirit. How dare that brat arrive at her doorstep demanding, questioning, wanting to wage war with Heaven?
Carmillia was ready to just cut ties with the Vees after that useless meeting. At least call and let Vox know she was done, not expecting him to be a bit panicked. He needed her company, she didn’t need them, even offering to send Velvette back to face punishment. “Look do to her whatever you want within reason,” he had added that last part with a hint of warning in his tone. “Just let’s settle this properly, keep the train going on strong. You know, your culture is so-”
She had said her goodbyes before he could possibly say anything that might offend her. “Within reason.” Carmilla leaned back in her chair, tapping her large fingers across the table. “What the brat needs is a good…” Carmilla lifted a hand up to run across her face. She was a mother with two daughters, two fairly well behaved and respectable teenagers. However, she had ways to keep them in check, the same way that she wanted to keep Velvette in check.
Carmilla was shaken out of her thoughts as the door opened and one of her daughters Odette poked her head inside. “Mother, Velvette has arrived.”
“Send her up, and Odette.” The girl stopped as her mother called her. “I need you to bring me something.”
Velvette arrived at this woman’s private office. “Okay look let’s just get this.” Velvette opened the door to this office and started to come in.
“Did I say you could come in?” Carmilla looked up from the paperwork she was starting to go back to do. “Or even knock?”
“You can’t be serious?”
“Either you can step out of my office, and knock politely to enter, or go home and tell your friend we are done.” Carmilla watched with faint amusement as that girl’s fake polite smile twisted like she was trying to keep it together. “Now.” The door slammed shut, and minutes passed before finally a knock came against it. “You may come in?”
Velvette forced a respectful smile on her face as she entered this pretty nice looking office. A few tall white flowers sitting in vases, silvers and whites and blacks making up most of the colors. The windows that surrounded them gave them a good look of the city proper. “Thank you for i-inviting me in.”
“Thank you for learning to knock.”
“I am gonna kill her.” Velvette thought as she sat down in the chair provided for her. “Listen, Carmilla… I can here to say I am sorry for my early respectless actions towards yourself and Zestial.”
“Apology not accepted.” Carmilla said frankly. “An apology that is just forced, is not the same as one that is truly given. You are here not to apologize but to take a punishment of my choosing for your actions. Just as myself and your boss agreed.”
“Vox is not my boss.” The cracks started to show on Velvette's good girl attitude. “I am the backbone of the vees.”
“That you are.” Carmilla signed a few more documents before another knock was heard on the door. “Come in Odette.” The girl stepped inside of that office before moving over to her mother’s side. Much to Velvette's confusion the girl dropped off a hairbrush? Black in color with white bristles. “Thank you dear.”
“Are you expecting to have me brush your hair as punishment?” Velvette spat out a laugh, “I didn’t know you had such a sense of humor.”
“This is not for brushing hair.” Carmilla handed her daughter the documents she had signed before sending her out of the room. “If you are gonna disrespect myself, and Zestial like a child. The punishment should suit the crime, an eye for an eye. “
“So what you are gonna disrespect me to my face?” Velvette started to ease her mind. Maybe this was not gonna be as bad as she expected. She doubted Vox would send her here to be harmed or hurt. Probably just would have to do something for the girl, or maybe give her a proper apology.
“No,” Carmilla ran her finger against the bristles of that brush. “See while I was alive, and while I am dead. I handle the disrespect of young women such as yourself in one very simple way. Straight to the point, straight to the issue, able to get the proper tone of an apology out of easy the smartest of mouths, and the most headheaded of heads.”
As Velvette opened her mouth to respond, there was something that happened that caught her off guard. As Carmilla lifted that brush up and patted it against her palm, it brought back a memory, one that she kept suppressed in her mind. Of a life far simpler, better, easier before she gave it all away. “A hard head makes for a soft behind, Violet.” Velvette rested a hand on her head as that small sentence from who she could not quite remember, maybe it was her mother, grandmother. Either way she remembered what would happen after that statement was made.
“No…” Velvette’s eyes widened in horror as for the first time since she arrived here. THe first time since she was making a name for herself and vox and Val found her. Fear started to rise in her chest. “N-No you are fucking joking!”
“Oh so you know what I am going to do.”
“Going to, no, no, no, it is what you plan to do.” Velvette countered back. “If you think that I am gonna let you give me a smacking like I am your child, you have gone crazy! Y-You senial old-”
“Do you want to finish that sentence?” Velvette snapped her mouth closed as this woman took on a firmer stance, and in her not so right mind at this familiar scene. She found herself unable to speak, like she was being scolded by one of the two people she had in her life before she walked away from them in rage. “I am not giving you a choice here, either you can submit to this punishment and all will be squared. Or you can walk out of that door, and explain to your friend that I am done.”
“D-Do you know who I am.” Velvette tried desperately. “I c-can ruin you with just a word.” Velvette tried to regain her cracked confidence. “I can have our servers fuck all of this shit up, no one will want to buy from you when there is so much slander on your name!”
Carmilla forced herself not to smirk at this scene. As hard as this girl was trying to be, these were not the threats of a powerful overlord, these were the pleads of a naughty child trying not to be spanked. As confident as that smile was, sweat dripped down the girl’s face, her hand gripping to that phone shaking. “Like I said, I am giving you two choices, you have them, they are on the table, and you know what reaction your actions are gonna be met with.”
“Are you not listening to me?”
“I heard you loud and clear, and let me remind you.” Carmilla set that brush down and folded her large hands together. “My name is Carmilla Carmine, the best and greatest weapon dealer and maker in hell. So no amount of slander, no amount of defacement, is gonna stop people from buying and working with me. So your threats don’t work on me.”
“F-Fuck this!” Velvette stood up so quickly her chair trembled down to the ground. “F-Fuck this and fuck you!” Velvette started to walk towards the door, no way in hell was she doing this. Vox could go fuck himself with a rock for all she cared… but she did care. Vox might be a fucker sometimes, and Valentino could be irritating. She did enjoy their company, and like Valentino said, sometimes we gotta do things we don’t want to do.
She was a powerful overlord now, not some scared 16 year old that wanted social media fame and paid a price to get it. But now she felt even younger than that, like she was a small girl being scolded by her mama, by her grandmama. “Fuck!” Velvette stomped one of her feet on the ground as she rested her hands on her head. “Vox you owe me big time!” She still had a deal that Vox would grant her anytime, they shook on it.
Carmilla watched the small demon slowly turn back around. “I see you have made your choice.”
“Just get it over with.” Velvette mumbled angrily.
Carmilla rose from her chair, nearly towering over the smaller demon as she walked over to shut and lock her doors. “We are on the top floor of my building so don’t worry about eyes locking in on you.” Carmilla retreated to a small white couch in her office and sat down on it. “Now you can choose to bare yourself or I will do it for you.”
“You annoying b-” Velvette stopped herself short. “Just get it over with.” She would make this woman pay dearly when it was their time to rule this shit pit. For now she angrily undid the belt keeping her pink and purple striped pants up, her fingers trembling as she lowered them down to her ankles and stepped out of them. Only in a very cute and lacy pair of pink and purple panties. She lowered them down just enough to bare her bottom before stomping over and hesitated, one she shook away before forcing herself to lay over Carmilla’s lap.
“W-What are you doing!” Velvette demanded as the woman adjusted her a bit more. Getting her rear end up where it could be spanked properly, even sliding the girl’s panties down a bit lower to put more of her round rear on display.
“I told you I am punishing you, and you need to be in the proper position for that.” Carmilla said as she finished her adjustments, the younger demon had a smaller backside than her own daughters but a bit rounder in some ways. “Now shall we begin?”
“D-Do your worst.” Velvette challenged as she got ready for her first smacking in hell.
A smacking that might lead to a new path in story that she never saw coming. But first she had to be spanked,
And spanked she would be.
A/N: Another hazbin fic from me, based on my stupid headcanon of what Velvette past could be, and most likely will be proven wrong when season 3 comes out. I hope you enjoy the story I a gonna tell with three of my favorite characters.
Until next time,
Stay safe,
Stay behaved,
Or you might be spanked,
Bye bye.
Love y ou all
God bless.