Ashtarot grabbed Sorrush's hand and dragged her towards the throne. He seated himself there and positioned her prone across his lap.
Sorrush was so flabbergasted she didn't know what was happening but was thrilled to be on his lap.
She enjoyed it so much she started to drool, thinking Ashtarot might want to 'punish' her like in a comic book she had borrowed from Sorrel.
The comic depicted a man and woman making a baby. She didn't understand most of it, but it included kissing and cuddling, and she absolutely wanted to do that with him.
"Ashtarot! Are you gonna kiss me?!" she asked excitedly, looking up at him.
Ashtarot's face darkened, and veins began to pop on his temples. "You... don't understand your position, do you?"
Sorrush tilted her head, completely clueless about what he meant. Then he screamed:
"Children! This is what will happen if you become naughty and inappropriate!"
The children, who had been engrossed with Moloch, turned their attention to him. Moloch and Lambard stood with their mouths agape, not expecting what would happen next.
Ashtarot raised his hand and smacked Sorrush's backside hard, the sound echoing throughout the room.
The children were shocked and terrified, memories of their own punishments flashing in their minds, while the adults watched with mixed reactions.
Sorrush was startled by the sting, feeling the pain radiate from her backside. The children's wide eyes and Ashtarot's firm discipline made her heart pound and her breath quicken. She felt a confusing mix of humiliation and excitement.
Ashtarot's action had awakened something within her she hadn't known existed.
"AHHH~" she moaned, enjoying the pain.
Ashtarot raised an eyebrow but continued. "Don't ever become a pain in the ass to your coworkers," he said, bringing his hand down again.
"AAAHHH! Aaahhhnnnn!!!" Sorrush moaned louder, her breath coming in pants.
"Become better and do your job properly, especially when you're the boss!" Ashtarot commanded.
SLAP!
The next smack was harder, making the children flinch. Sorrush, however, was in a state of ecstasy.
"AHHHH!!! SPANK ME HARDER ASHTAROT!!!!!" She screamed and whimpered, begging for more as she looked at him.
"AHHHH!!! SPANK ME HARDER, ASHTAROT!!!!!" she screamed, her voice filled with both pain and pleasure as she looked up at him.
Ashtarot paused, bewildered by her reaction. Instead of feeling humiliated, Sorrush seemed to be enjoying the experience, which confused him immensely.
The children were still terrified and looked traumatized, silently promising themselves to be good employees in the future. Public humiliation and spanking were beyond what they could tolerate. They still had their dignity.
Lambard nearly fainted, realizing this tour was a monumental mistake. It had nearly caused two of his students to die from shock, and the rest were visibly stressed out.
Moreover, Ashtarot had taught them something outrageous and inappropriate.
Moloch stood there in disbelief. His friend had gone absolutely lunatic while his boss had revealed a side no one expected.
"Wow, aren't they a pair? They seem to compete with each other," he murmured, trying to cope with the bizarre reality.
"You! You should be ashamed, Lady Sorrush! You shouldn't be enjoying this!" Ashtarot said, frustrated, as he smacked her again, causing her to squirm.
"AHH!!! Ahhh~ But it feels good!" she admitted.
"Ck, what should I do with you? You're pathetic," he said, looking down at her, which only excited her more.
Her heart pounded, and her body tingled. She wanted more.
"AH! AH! I'M A PATHETIC WOMAN! PLEASE SPANK ME MOREEEEE!!!" she screamed, unable to contain her excitement.
Ashtarot furrowed his brows and clenched his jaw, confused about how to punish her if she enjoyed it.
Then, it struck him: ignoring her might be the solution. He stood up and left Sorrush by the throne. She looked flabbergasted, feeling deeply hurt by his dismissal.
She began to sob and hugged his leg. "Nooo!!! Don't ignore me!!!" she cried.
Ashtarot just stood there, looking down at the children. For the last time, he said, "Any questions before this tour ends?"
His menacing gaze scanned the room, scaring the children into shaking their heads instinctively.
But one, Nano, the werewolf, raised his hand. "Mr. Ashtarot, what is your position in this dungeon? How come you can push the owner around?"
Ashtarot took a deep breath and nodded. "Good question. I'm the dungeon sentinel. My job is to oversee all floors from one to seventeen and ensure they run smoothly."
He gazed at Sorrush, who was still begging for attention. "It doesn't matter who my boss is; I will make sure they do their job properly."
The children whispered in awe, realizing Ashtarot's position seemed higher than even the dungeon owner.
Little did they know, it was because his bosses were often inefficient and constantly distracted him, causing delays and messes in their work. He had no choice but to reprimand them.
***
"You know, Ashtarot spanked me in front of the children! It felt so good! He paid attention to me!" Sorrush exclaimed, squirming with her eyes closed, reliving the sensation.
"What?! I'm jealous! I want him to touch me too!" Sorrel crossed her arms and pouted.
"Wha—but Ashtarot patted me! So I win!" Sarissa declared, arms on her waist, looking proud.
"How can you compare that?! I literally lay on his lap! So he loves me more!!!" Sorrush protested, bragging.
"Ahhh!!! How do you do that, sister! How do you make Ashtarot punish you?" Sorrel shook her sister, desperate to experience the same treatment.
"Nooo!!! I win!!!" Sarissa joined in, shaking Sorrush as well, making her dizzy.
"AKH! STOP EVERYONE!" Sorrush broke free from her sisters and pulled away the red cloth covering her new masterpiece. "Look at my new statue of Ashtarot!" she declared.
The two sisters gazed in awe. The statue, inspired by David, stood about two meters tall. Of course, there was a twist—a disproportionately large penis instead of a small one.
But upon closer inspection, Sorrel rubbed her chin. "It looks weird."
"Yeah... Like an elephant trunk," Sarissa added.
"Ughh... I actually feel the same. It just... hangs there... awkwardly," Sorrush admitted.
"How about you make it rise?" Sorrel suggested with a mischievous grin.
"Ehh?? Wouldn't that make it even weirder???" Sarissa chimed in.
They imagined the statue with a hardened 17-inch penis, looking like a bazooka attached to it.
Now, they understood why, in the human world, the penis was small and not exaggerated like this.
"Ughh... Let's just scrape it off all together." Sorrush said, destroying the dick, making it empty just like that.
"AWWW!!! OUR ASHTAROT LOOKS SO HANDSOME!!!" The three of them said in unison, their iris forming love as they were mesmerized by the statue.