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Forgotten Future

Chapter Three

Mind Games

It had been roughly two and a half weeks since Asia had been brought into Gaara Gremory's peerage and so far the girl was absolutely thrilled by that decision.

She belonged here. At least it felt like she did. More so than after being cast out of the church. Actually she had felt happier than even when she had been with the church. It was like a part of herself that she had left to sleep had woken up.

It felt warm, sometimes even hot. She almost considered it was a new sensation from becoming a devil but she knew that wasn't entirely true. It felt stronger now but she first felt it when she had spent time with Gaara.

That feeling she first felt spending time with him was even more intense now. The way her stoic master looked at her and spoke to her was enough to make it feel as if a fire had been lit inside her chest.

She had wanted to ask him about it. To either confirm Her suspicions or be told it was merely a side effect of becoming a devil. She couldn't bring herself to do it.

Thankfully, while most of her training and lessons in her new life as a devil came from Gaara, more than a few items of her education came from Makima. The older woman seemed happy to help Asia settle into her new role as a Bishop of the peerage. Though at times she did seem a bit too eager to remind her that they all served Gaara. The emphasis she put on it was odd but Asia at least could go to her about her feeling in her chest.

Makima had giggled before strangely running a hand through Asia's hair. She had told the blonde that had more to do with being a seventeen-year-old girl than with being a devil. Makima did admit it probably made things feel more intense and powerful but it was quite normal, especially for a girl with a crush.

Asia had blushed profusely as her thoughts were confirmed but she had been happy enough to know she wasn't just imagining a new feeling because of so much change. Makima had even admitted that Gaara seemed interested as well as he spoke more than he normally did around her and his eyes followed her quite a lot. Both were sure signs he found her attractive.

This of course was all a novel experience for Asia. She had never had the chance to think or feel like a normal girl might. Her duties caused by possessing the Twilight Healing sacred gear had made sure of that while serving the church.

Now though she realized she could explore her feelings and perhaps even explore a relationship with the boy she felt she liked.

It had taken some doing to work up the nerve, but today Asia had finally pulled herself together to make an attempt at pursuing her master romantically. She wasn't sure where the confidence to do such a thing came from, she didn't normally feel so driven for something like this. That too could possibly be attributed to being a devil. Makima and Gaara both had explained that they were beings of desire and it gave them some sort of power. Both other people's desires and their own.

Her plan was simple enough. She felt confident that Makima hadn't been exaggerating when she said Gaara seemed interested in her in the same vein that she was interested in him. So she planned to simply gently wake him up, ask what he wanted for breakfast and then while he got ready she would hurriedly prepare his meal for him and they would sit and eat together.

From there she was sure things would just simply fall into place. After all, she didn't truly know how to go from there. Did she come right out and state her feelings and hope for a relationship beyond what they currently had? That delt too forward for her taste but Gaara also seemed very blunt.

The thoughts of how to move from simply sharing a meal to beginning a relationship or discussing even the possibility of one seemed to all break up any confidence she had woken up with this morning.

For more than fifteen minutes she had paced back and forth in the hallway outside his room trying to push herself forward. Her mind was hung up on the issue of what next though. What next after eating?

Did she wait for him to do something? Did she try to hint at her position? She almost wanted to go and ask Makima but she worried that if she didn't act now she might not work up the nerve to come this far again.

With a calming breath and a moment spent straightening her uniform skirt, Asia finally pushed forward and gently knocked on the door. Whether through a sudden burst of actual confidence or simply getting wound up in her frantic emotions that were so much more potent now, Asia didn't wait for a response and swung the door open immediately afterwards.

Any words in the blonde's throat solidified and choked her up causing the sound of a strangled gasp to be the only thing that she was capable of uttering. The source of her shock was of course the sight before her.

Gaara was exactly as she had expected. Far less clothed than she had expected but at the least he was hidden beneath the blanket from the waist down. It was the companion in his bed that had brought Asia to such a sudden stop.

Makima blinked before simply smiling over toward Asia. The beautiful redhead seemed to care little if at all about her own state of undress as she quietly greeted the newest member of the peerage to their shared master's room.

"Good morning, Asia. Did you have the same idea as me to wake up our master this morning? I am afraid you are a bit overdressed for it but I have no doubt there is plenty of room for you on his other side." Makima said with a clear if whispered voice.

Asia stared at the older girl for a time. She was completely nude and clearly wrapped tightly around Gaara in his bed. She wasn't sure if the two had slept together the night before or if Makima had come over from her own room simply before Asia had, but either way, it was quite clear that Makima and Gaara had no qualms around one another in the nude.

"I don't think getting into bed is what I should do. We need to get around for the day." Asia heard herself reply but could barely recall the words even as they left her mouth too intent to stare at the sight of Gaara in Makima's arms, his head resting against her chest. One that Asia was forced to note was more developed than her own.

"Well, it isn't like I intend to sleep. Just to wake him up and slake a little morning lust." Makima said with a smile.

Asia coughed as her throat felt like it had tightened up around a hot ball of metal. She forced the feeling aside and shook her head vigorously.

"Eggs." She choked out.

"Eggs?" Makima asked, confused.

"How does he like his eggs and you too, how do you like your eggs?" Asia managed to ask.

"Oh, I believe scrambled is fine usually but-" Makima began only for Asia to spin in place and rush through the door pulling it after her.

"I will get started on breakfast." Asia called out as she fled trying to ignore the giggle behind her from the bedroom.


Gaara hummed softly as Asia slammed the door racing down the hall and from the sound of it down the stairs as well.

"You enjoy teasing her." He mumbled as he shifted to a more sitting position and turned to look at Makima.

The beauty simply smiled before shifting her position as well to give him a show of her body. Her hand slid across his chest, fingertips lightly trailing a line down toward the blanket concealing his lower half.

"She needs some work but I can tell she will embrace her new life soon enough. You will have a much harder time breaking her of those issues we found." Makima said as she pulled the blanket down to show her what awaited beneath.

"Hmm. I will begin working on it today. I may need you to help her recover if it is difficult. Hopefully, she will simply need some reassurance." Gaara said as he adjusted again, stretching out to give Makima plenty of room to do what she came here to do.

"Happy to serve, Lord Gaara." Makima replied coyly before she leaned over and lifted his cock with her hand.

She pressed her lips to the tip and made a show to give a kiss before her tongue lolled out and she slowly began to drag it down the underside of his dick. Once at the base, she drew her tongue down over each of his balls before sucking them into her mouth one after another.

Gaara hummed as he watched the lewd act be performed all for him. Makima knew that was as good as him telling her to keep going so she shifted around to run her tongue around the base of his dick before slowly dragging back up its length kissing a d livking as she went.

By the time she had come back to the tip and swirled her tongue around the head of his penis, Gaara had hardened fully and was ready for her to truly get to work.

Makima grinned as she felt one of her master's hand thread into her hair before tightening its hold. She opened her mouth and took him as deeply as she could.


Asia was incredibly confused at the moment. No, that wasn't true. She was simply upset. She felt betrayed by Makima. She'd only known the older girl for a few weeks but still, she had come to consider her a friend. She'd thought that revealing her feelings about Gaara to the older girl was a good idea, instead, it seemed like that had only spurred Makima to act on feelings of her own. In a far more bold way than Asia could currently even imagine doing herself.

She bit down on her lips hard to keep her feelings from welling up into tears or sniffling. She didn't want to show anything like that. It felt weak, which for some reason felt incredibly wrong to her now. Weakness in general felt like it was something to either fix or…something. More of this change from becoming a devil perhaps.

Thoughts about her want for a possible romance with Gaara still filled her head sadly. Even as she tried to focus on making the breakfast she had mentioned to Makima before fleeing the bedroom. It was especially frustrating though since Asia had felt she and Gaara really were starting to dance around more than their current servant-master relationship.

That frustration had to be put aside though. After all, she had chosen to join Gaara's peerage. Plus, Gaara had made it clear he cared for her, even if she perhaps didn't understand his exact position on the matter. With that thought still in her head, she was finally able to put most of her attention into breakfast.

It was simple fare, scrambled eggs with some toast. She had originally hoped to make something more elaborate, but her heart wasn't quite in it right now, and Makima mentioning Gaara preferred scrambled eggs made this at least something he would like.

Just as she began to set out things on the table, the pair of redheads came into the room. Gaara led the way, he was wearing simple clothing, perfect for the morning before getting ready for the day. Makima was far less modest though. Her hair was disheveled, far more than Asia had seen earlier and she was still in the process of cleaning up her face as spit and other fluids had been spread around her lips. She was also dressed in nothing more than panties and an open white blouse that only barely covered her breasts.

Her heightened sense of smell, at least compared to when she was a human, easily picked up the scent she could only identify as 'sex'. It wasn't hard to figure out that Makima had pleasured Gaara with her mouth, possibly even to wake him up. Gaara didn't seem bothered by that in the slightest at all. She may have been raised in the church as a nun but she wasn't completely sheltered. She had helped treat many of god's children including those who had less savory professions in the past.

Thinking of god caused her to flinch as a mild pain passed through her mind. She had quickly learned not to praise him, but even thinking the term caused a tiny sliver of pain to lance through her mind. It was disappointing but not unexpected.

"Hmm, I enjoy scrambled eggs. These are good." Gaara said simply in praise causing Asia to smile weakly. At least he enjoyed the breakfast she had made. That smile faltered slightly a moment later as Makima hummed in an overly delighted manner as she tried some as well.

"These are excellent. You managed to make them quite fluffy and you seasoned them. Not sure I have had seasonings like this on eggs before." Makima said before she continued to dig in.

Asia forced a smile toward her senior in the peerage. "I'm glad you like them."

"Today we will be continuing your training. However, it will be more intense than usual, so prepare yourself for that." Gaara told his bishop.

"Of course. I'm not really hungry so I will go get ready and then clean up the kitchen while the two of you get ready for the day." Asia said as she began to stand.

"No. My familiar will clean the kitchen. You will sit and eat. You will need your energy." Gaara commanded.

Asia looked to be of a mind to disobey. However, a raised eyebrow from both redheads had her slowly returning to her seat and mechanically forcing herself to ingest more of the eggs. She couldn't really taste or enjoy them. Perhaps Gaara was right though. If she was going to continue her training she would need the energy. Besides, she knew it was quite taboo to disregard the commands of her master. Even simple ones from what she had been taught of devil society so far.

Especially for one like Gaara who was evidently a powerful member of a noble family with quite high status in the underworld.

"Tomorrow we will be going to the underworld with my sister's peerage. My father has requested we come for something, but he hasn't told me what yet. It will be a good time to introduce you to Rias' peerage better and to the rest of my family." Gaara explained.

"That sounds nice." Asia admitted. It really did. She did want to know the others. After all her greatest desire had been to have connections with others and the peerages gave her that chance now. She was free of the tight restrictions she had been raised in but still, there were new restrictions to her new life she was only coming to understand.

"Now that you have finished eating you can get ready. Wear something casual, it's best to train in things you would normally wear. If we end up in a situation where you need these things then you will likely be in your normal clothes." Makima, not Gaara said.

Asia glanced toward her King but noticed he was more focused on pouring himself another glass of orange juice. Makima was his Queen as well. Gaara's right hand. So Asia hesitantly stood and left the table moving to the stairs and on up to her room to get ready.


Gaara didn't enjoy being harsh or rough with Asia or really any of his peerage members. At times though he knew it to be the best course for producing the results he needed from them.

In the case of Makima, he hadn't had to act in such a way in literal years. There was a time when Makima had not been the dutiful and loyal queen she was now though. Shukaku still needed a stern hand at times. Not because he was disloyal or even truly insubordinate he was simply a bit of a wild spirit and a loose cannon. It took some doing to keep him in check at times.

Thankfully, with Makima largely converted to embracing her place as both his servant and right hand, most of Shukaku's reprimands and such were handled by her. She enjoyed meting out punishment Like that anyway so really it was a win-win for Gaara.

Asia was going to be a bit of a unique challenge. Violence was pretty much anathema to her. Even simply teaching her to cast destructive spells was taking longer than it should. After all, not only was she a bishop she also had some basic training in using magic to augment the power of her sacred gear.

It was like any knowledge about magic drained from her head the moment she began crafting a magic circle in the air for something as simple as a burst of flame. Even he, the normally unflappable Gaara, was starting to feel frustration bleed into his mood.

The guilt he felt at seeing that girl was so stressed from what he was requiring of her didn't help. When she outright refused him on a couple of spells not wanting to cast it he had ordered her to perform physical activities as punishment.

He could kill two birds with one stone that way. Help her with conditioning and impress upon her both the need to follow his orders and perform destructive magic.

It wasn't having the effect that he had hoped for though. After a couple of weeks, Asia had noticeably begun to improve physically, but she still failed to properly concoct the spells he was teaching her. Which led him to realize what was truly going on.

Asia was sabotaging herself in an attempt to dictate things to him. It got under his skin. The thought of her undermining his commands when he was trying to teach her things that could save her life in the future. She was too idealistic and it was becoming a problem.

He was agitated enough to let out an angry huff, a simple louder than normal breath for most people but by now Asia had picked up enough from being around him that she winced as she realized he was growing angry.

Still, she let the magical circle destabilize and fail creating a tiny puff of black smoke and nothing else.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled.

Gaara stared at her, causing her to shift awkwardly under his gaze. He didn't normally intend it when he utilized his odd nature to discomfort people. He wasn't completely ignorant of it though. He knew it had its uses and he fully intended to use everything in his arsenal to properly bring Asia around to become a full member of his peerage and properly embrace her new nature.

He just had a lot of work ahead of him to break her of her old habits and mentalities.

"Would I not be better utilized as a healer?" She asked, trying once again to push the idea that she was limited only to healing and support. He wouldn't hear of it.

"You will primarily be a healer but you must be more than that. The tasks we perform often come hand-in-hand with violence. You must be able to wield magic. I am not expecting you to fight directly just to cast spells that can damage an enemy and protect you." He said, trying to show that he was being reasonable.

The girl chewed at her bottom lip. A nervous habit he had noticed she possessed and had been using more often today than normal. It was expected. He was insistent on making a breakthrough today…somehow.

He sighed before motioning her over to stand beside him. She did as he said and let him walk around behind her where he lifted his arm up beside hers and urged her to begin forming her magical circle for a spell. In a battle, it would have to be much faster but they were training right now so that wasn't an issue.

The spell itself was a simple thing. A small blast of magical energy. It was incredibly versatile though and with some tweaking it acted as the foundation for a whole slew of different demonic magical attacks. Among them were converting the magical energy into elemental attacks like a bolt of lightning or using it to create an explosion that could force most enemies back with a concussive blast.

All very useful for a caster type which Asia would no doubt be. Gaara just needed her to actually cast the spell.

Yet as he literally used his demonic power to guide her in forming the spell's circle he felt her letting the spell slip. He kept one hand wrapped around her waist to ensure they had enough bodily contact for her to feel the flow of his power and the other right beside her own raised palm to show how best to expel the magic. Still, he felt her almost forcing her magic to fail to follow his lead.

Not almost that is exactly what she was doing.

He dropped his arm and stepped away from her as the two magic circles evaporated into the air. Asia slowly turned to look at him with an all too innocent look which caused him to scowl.

Of course, his scowl looked more like a mild frown with somewhat narrowed eyes but his distaste should have been known well enough by his stepping away instead of finishing the task. He stared the blonde down but Asia only shifted her weight between her two legs back and forth while fiddling with her fingers.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Stop that." He said simply.

"What?" She asked.

He only narrowed his eyes further causing her to return to chewing at her lip. This was getting them nowhere, perhaps he needed to show her that these training sessions weren't just for humoring him.

He wasn't especially fond of using other methods outside of his sand for fighting but he was a caster type just like his sister and brother both were. Even without his trademark, he had an arsenal of spells that he could easily fling about in a fight. Many of them were less than lethal and when dumbed down a bit further could provide incentive perhaps.

Lifting his hand up with his palm facing out toward Asia he smothered the hesitation in his being as he saw legitimate surprise and fear in her widening eyes.

"You must attack me to make me stop. Cast a spell." He commanded as a red circle spun to life before him at a speed that Asia could barely register.

Rather than do as commanded though Asia instead threw herself to the side as a static charge lanced into the air where she had been. Not enough to cause harm but more than enough to feel like several static shocks across whatever part of her form it connected with.

Asia quickly stood up from the ground. Her nice casual dress now had green stains from skidding across the grass. Still, she didn't raise her hands to defend herself.

So Gaara released another shock toward her.

She tried to outrun it but the magic was far too fast even for her new supernatural reflexes. The blonde yelped as static connected with her left arm and shoulder causing her to yank away and spin before stumbling back onto the grass covering her back with matching grass stains to her front.

Gaara frowned. She was still refusing.

"This will continue until you fight back." He said flatly.

"I can't."

"You will." He replied before letting loose with another shock causing her to spring to her feet as it struck her leg and began to flee from him.

Gaara let loose an amount of sand from his seals That encircled the clearing the two had been training in. Asia could fly over the wall but being as Gaara had complete control of the sand with a simple thought, they both knew she wasn't going anywhere.

The next shock singed her dress a bit and caught her across the back as she raced around him. It was aggravating that this had become what his training session was for her. It felt pathetic.

"Why don't you just cast the spell?" He asked as he let loose another shock that Asia narrowly avoided by tripping and rolling across the ground.

The blonde had some tears in her eyes and was quite dirty by this point as she looked up at him. As he sighed and lifted his hand up again she lifted her own hand and let a small blast of magic loose with a cry of frustration. It didn't do much. After all, it was the most basic offensive spell that he had taught her. Still, she had done it and flawlessly as well.

"Good. That is progress. Stand up and do it again." He commanded.

The girl shot him a look he had never expected from her. Somewhere between a glare and a pout. Still, she stood and did as she was told. The blast hit a rock and dissipated with little more than a small singe mark.

Gaara nodded before lifting his hand up causing her to gasp and cringe back away from him.

"Now fire it at me." He ordered.

Asia shook her head. "I don't have very good control yet. What if I overdo it? I could hurt you."

Gaara blinked at that preposterous idea. The spell she was using was of little danger…besides she could heal him if anything happened. Not that it would, he was easily the hardest devil to actually damage outside the likes of the Phoenix family or more profoundly powerful devils like his elder brother.

"My sand defenses would prevent that from happening. You have nothing to worry about. Now do it." He commanded.

Asia shook her head again causing him to lower his hand a bit in surprise at her blatant refusal. His stare seemed to convey his question as to what she was thinking well enough for her to answer.

"I don't want to do this. I can use healing magic but I don't want to do this." Asia said a bit angrily as she brushed the welling tears from her eyes before they could run down her cheeks.

Gaara frowned at that. Fully. He was training her and she was his Bishop. To defy him so openly was improper and she had already learned that in her lessons.

"You are my Bishop." Gaara said flatly, reminding her of her position.

The girl stood still for a moment before slowly shaking her head in defiance once more. That was beginning to frustrate him all over again. The progress from getting her to finally cast the spell faded as something that really bothered him reared its head. Insubordination.

"I do not enjoy forcing you to do things you dislike, Asia. You are my Bishop though. If you cannot defend yourself then you are a liability to yourself, myself, and every other member of my peerage." His voice had become hard. Trying to warn her to not defy him again.

"I won't." She said softly but resolutely.

"Disobeying my orders means you will be punished. Cast the spell." He warned.

"No." Asia hotly said with red cheeks and tears once more built into her eyes.

A flicker of memory ran through Gaara's mind at that. Not like when it was caused by whatever had given him those brief visions. Rather it was an actual memory of his older sister Rias behaving much like Asia was now but toward her parents.

"Very well. If you want to act like an unruly child I know a punishment fitting for such behavior." Gaara said, trying to keep his anger and frustration in check.

Asia flinched expecting the same shocks as earlier that he had used to push her into casting the spell, but instead, his sand collapsed in around them before lashing out and wrapping around her midsection. She let out a frightened squeak of surprise at the action but was unharmed. He didn't plan on truly hurting her.

No, what Gaara had in mind was something he had seen his father use on his own daughter. It was a little painful but mostly embarrassing as far as Gaara could understand. Hopefully, it would be perfect to both punish Asia for her defiance and push her to do what was asked of her.

Asia was confused as Gaara formed a chair out of his sand and sat down on it before she found herself lying across his lap, making her stare down at the grass until she twisted her head around to look up at him in confusion. That confusion turned into horror as he very unceremoniously took hold of the hem of her dress and hiked it up to her waist revealing her legs and rear end, though her sunflower print panties covered any real unmentionables.

Still, the girl let loose a surprised shout at the action.

"Disobedience needs punishment." Gaara simply said before he slapped a hand across her ass hard enough to make her jolt in shock. The feeling of the sting from the strike came after and she felt the tears already in her eyes start to run as she attempted to squirm in place.

It was no use against his sand.

All Asia could do was bite down on her lips as she received one strike after another across her butt cheeks until Gaara reached ten for each side. Then with a surprising amount of gentleness, he unfolded her dress back down into place and stood her up with his sand before letting her go.

"I don't enjoy making you cry." He said softly as he noticed the tears running down her cheeks and down to her chin. Said cheeks were incredibly red and he wondered if perhaps the embarrassment of the matter had been more effective like he had planned.

Unfortunately, when he instructed her to cast the spell at him, Asia remained surprisingly resolute in her decision.

"I wonder how much it will take until you do as told." He said with a sigh as his sand caught around her again before she could attempt to slip out of its grip.

Once more she was laid across his lap and her dress was lifted. Gaara paused though. While her underwear was not especially thick it did provide some protection. That wouldn't do.

Asia squealed much louder As she felt her panties shifted down just below her ass. Gaara lifted his hand and spanked her once again. Each time he did this time a red handprint was left until ten were left on each cheek. He then fixed her clothing and stood her up once more.

The cheeks on her face matched her bottom now, but still, she didn't seem quite ready to concede.

Gaara narrowed his eyes. It had taken their father and Lady Venelana many attempts to get through to Rias on some occasions. She was hard headed and it seemed that Asia was as well.

Unfortunately for her Gaara considered himself resolute in this matter. No matter how many times he has to paddle her like a misbehaving child.


Makima taste tested the simple dinner she and her familiar had made for the peerage. It was decent enough to serve and she had made sure that it was a meal that would be filling and help both Gaara and Asia recover from their training. Some foods simply restored the magical energy of a body better than others.

"Now where could they be? I was sure Gaara planned on being home around an hour ago." Makima murmured as she glanced at the clock.

She had gone through the trouble of planning her meal prep perfectly so that the two younger devils could have time to come home, clean up, and relax for a few minutes before they ate. Now though she was worried that the meal would go cold before they arrived.

She wasn't especially fond of cooking so that would annoy her a bit.

Just before she dispatched her familiar to check up on the two of them, a red circle appeared in the hall and both Gaara and Asia followed soon after.

Makima had to blink for a moment to take in the sight of the pair. Gaara looked…frustrated was perhaps too far but it was the best fitting word she could think of. His thin eyebrows pinched together ever so slightly and his lips curved just a bit further down than his normal flat expression.

Asia was far more emotive. Her eyes were red and a little swollen and tear tracks ran through the thin dusting of dirt on her ruby red cheeks. Her lower lip quivered slightly and from the way her hands gently lingered toward the back of her dress without making contact, Makima had to wonder what exactly had happened.

She didn't even get a chance to ask before Gaara had lifted his eyes and locked gazes with her as he began issuing orders.

"Help Asia recover from today. Help her with a bath as well, it was a hard day for her." Gaara said before the magical circle on the ground flashed once again and in the blink of an eye he was gone.

"Of course." Makima dipped her head slightly, though Gaara was already gone and so had missed the acknowledgement of his order. Not that it mattered. He knew Makima would do as told.

Makima stepped over to the blonde and gently took her face between her hands and used her thumbs to rub softly at her cheeks. Asia hesitated a moment at first but soon leaned forward a bit into the touch.

"It can be difficult to adjust to this new life you have started but I promise that things will become far better." Makima said as she released the younger girl.

"Alright." Asia simply replied.

Makima bit down a sigh. She knew Asia probably wasn't all that fond of her after the morning's series of events. The obviously rough training with Gaara had taken its toll as well. Still, in time Makima knew the girl would love her life as a member of Gaara's peerage even if she might be having regrets at the current moment.

"Well then let's take a look at the damage." Makima said as she reached down for the hem of Asia's dress.

The blonde stepped back, her face somehow becoming slightly even redder. Makima clicked her teeth together in a chiding manner.

"Still so human. You have much bigger problems than a bit of modesty. Among the peerage there is really no need for such a thing." Makima said again as she reached for Asia.

"We are in the middle of the hallway." Asia argued.

"We are the only ones home and even if we weren't you have no need to hide from a member of the peerage. No one would make an advance on you while you were vulnerable or didn't want to reciprocate. Besides, we are the only ones home at the moment." Makima before catching the fabric of Asia's dress in her hands.

She could tell Asia wanted to argue, likely about Makima herself seeing her like that but Makima forged on ahead interrupting anything the girl might say by lifting her dress up to see just how badly she had to be punished during the training.

As Asia squawked loudly in horror, Makima giggled lightly at the sight. Asia's ass was red enough from multiple spankings from Gaara that the color could be faintly seen through the white of her panties.

With a tug Makima removed Asia's dress causing the girl to flail about for a moment before her arms poorly attempted to cover her breasts and groin…both of which were still hidden beneath underwear.

"Relax. I promise I don't have any plans to steal away your chastity." Makima joked as she took the girl by the hand and began leading her toward the larger bathroom on the first floor of the building.

"I'm just not used to walking through the house practically naked." Asia muttered.

Makima hummed thoughtfully as she walked before her free hand lifted before them and created a magical circle that both walked through. With a feeling like feathers brushing across their skin both young women were completely disrobed.

Asia gasped and reflexively tried to cover herself again only to find herself still being pulled along toward the bathroom behind a very naked and unbothered Makima.

The redhead managed to keep the small laughter she felt from escaping as she felt Asia's eyes roving over her form comparing their two bodies. The blonde seemed to quiet down and give in a bit after that. Accepting that Makima was going to do as she pleased, so she might as well go along with it for now.

Once they made it to the bathroom, Asia stood by awkwardly covering herself as best as she could while Makima hummed lightly and set about arranging everything. She then sat on a stool and started up the water before offering another to Asia so they could rinse off before climbing into the luxury style tub.

"I can't." Asia said as one of her hands drifted toward her still painful rear end.

Makima giggled. "I forgot about that. You know it would be easier on you to do as our master says when he says it. He hasn't given me an unreasonable command yet and I have served him since we were children."

Asia shifted a bit while nodding slowly, causing Makima to roll her eyes.

"You know that was part of the deal when you accepted becoming his Bishop. We serve at Gaara's pleasure. Every whim and order. He never asks too much and only really what he needs from us." Makkma said.

"He wanted me to attack him." Asia said a bit hotly.

"Of course he did. It was training." The redhead said while waving her hand as if what Asia had said was silly. To Makima it very much was.

Makima motioned for Asia to come closer, and though slowly and with hesitation, the blonde did so. Carefully so as not to cause Asia pain she turned the younger girl around to inspect the swollen skin on her backside. Even more gently she took a balm from the bottles she had organized and began to carefully rub the ointment onto the skin.

Asia tensed at the contact at first but quickly relaxed as she felt relief flood into her aching butt cheeks.

"You need to think and act like a devil now. It is what you are. Not a little lost nun." Makima said as she began pouring some demonic power into her motions, speeding up the healing Asia was experiencing.

As much as Asia appeared relieved by what Makima was doing, she was obviously still very embarrassed. Makima actually hoped she kept that for a time. It was kind of cute to see the girl blush at every little thing.

Asia yelped slightly as Makima began kneading her junior's ass more thoroughly before letting out another sigh as any pain ebbed away and soft relief flooded her lower body. She then blushed again, more deeply as relief slid into slight pleasure at the sensation.

"You will be learning this skill from me in time. The most basic but typically effective method of demonic healing. It requires skin to skin contact, and the more contact the more effective." Makima explained as she turned the young girl around and pulled her down into her lap.

Asia tensed but seemed shocked to find it didn't hurt, instead even more relief flowed into her as she practically melted back against the smooth form of Makima's body. The redhead's hands found themselves coming through the blondes and getting both of them wet with the shower hose attached to the wall. She was still helping Asia recover but in more than the most direct way now.

"You know I imagine if you combined this method with your Twilight Healing it would be even faster and more effective than normal, for yourself and others." Makima said.

Asia nodded as she relaxed into the older woman's hands. She even let loose a small moan as she spoke.

"Gaara forbade me from using my sacred gear until he said otherwise."

Makima nodded. "A lesson isn't learned very well if you can just get rid of the consequences."

"You know. I had quite a few punishments like this when I first became Gaara's Queen." Makima admitted.

"Really? Why?" Asia asked as her eyes widened in surprise.

"Well, I wasn't the best behaved servant when I was younger. Gaara is a few years younger than me, and despite being the son of the clan head and technically a class above myself I am still a Gremory by blood. I also was Gaara's tutor, or at least one of them in magic when we were growing up." She explained before collecting some soap on her hands with a cloth and beginning to wash her junior member of the peerage.

"I felt like it was wrong for him to boss me around. I thought I could take advantage of his youth and the fact we were close to control his peerage as I saw fit. He corrected me of that notion though. He had to actually fight me to do it, and then properly punish me before the lesson finally stuck and realized what my place was." She giggled slightly when Asia squirmed in her arms as she tenderly dragged the soapy cloth across her form.

"Though, sometimes I still do it just to get him to lay me across his lap and do to me what he did to you today." She laughed at the blush on Asia's face. While it was an effective punishment it seemed that just like Makima, Asia hadn't disliked the entire experience.

"Then again normally I can get a much more pleasurable spanking from him in the bedroom if I just ask." Makima commented, causing Asia to tense once more.

The redhead leaned in close and wrapped the pouting younger girl in her soapy wet arms squishing her chest against the blonde's back as she did.

"You are too cute, really. Don't worry so much about your crush on your master being ruined. I saw how you reacted but you need to remember things are different now. Gaara is a high class devil. A strong one too. He will likely grow beyond that even as time goes on. He'll have a harem and I know for a fact that you take his interest." Makima said softly directly into Asia's ear.

Makima giggled as Asia seemed even more red by this point before rinsing them both off and leading her toward the nice relaxing hot water in the tub.

It would take some doing, but Asia was already making progress toward embracing her new nature.


That is all folks. Next chapter we will be introducing our next new characters to join and exploring a bit more of the Gremory family dynamic.

Anyway

Till Next Time.