You lean down until your face hovers over Zetaz, looking him square in the eyes, and explain, "I can't have someone who knows the way to the demons' headquarters dying before they tell me how to get there can I?""Piss off!  You won't get shit from me," retorts the defeated demon, "You may as well finish me off – I'll NEVER help a jackass like you!"Smirking, you grab a strip of leather from Zetaz's dresser and dangle it over his nose.You whisper, "This is all I'll need."The imp looks up with his face shrouded in confusion as he asks, "I don't think a string is going to help you much, dork.""Give me a moment, my stupid little snitch," you taunt as you lift his loincloth, exposing the hardness concealed within.  It pulses, growing harder and an inch longer just from your brief touch and exposure to the air.  Perhaps the imp isn't as in control of his libido as he'd like you to think?  You twirl the leather strip around his base and swiftly knot it, getting a tight enough seal to make Zetaz grunt in discomfort. "Ungh! What the fuck!? Ow, goddamnit!"Even with his protests and cries, you watch his cock inflate further, until it looks stuffed far beyond his normal capacity.  It twitches and drools corrupted pre-seed as you slide your finger along his urethra, watching the member bob and twitch from the slight, soft touches.  That must feel quite good.  Zetaz confirms your hunch by lifting his hips off the ground, shaking them lewdly to try to grind against your hand.  You don't deny him the friction he craves, wrapping your hand around as much of his meat as your fingers will encircle until steady dribbles of fluid escape from his urethra.  The tainted nodules of his demonic dick begin to flare and pulse, signaling that his orgasm is almost upon him.He's NOT allowed to cum – not until you get the information you need!   You slide your fingers down to his base in one fluid stroke, slamming your hand against his crotch as his orgasm starts to bubble up.  Before your opponent can attain release, you squeeze hard with one hand and tighten the leather cord with the other, clamping the base until the imp's cum is bottled up in his abdomen.  Zetaz cries, "No-no-no, let me cum, please let me cum, need-ta-cum-nooowwww."No such luck.  You wait for his body to stop convulsing and return to your task, one hand sealed around his base while the other begins to stroke him with firm, steady motions, sliding over the pebbly surface of his dick's nubs.  Your victim continues his begging and crying, but you don't let up as you pause to gather his escaped precum and smear it over his tip.  Zetaz pants and groans, trembling and swelling in your hand from your efficient hand-job.   Spitting on your palm, you bump up the tempo and begin to stroke him hard and fast, sliding over his cockring-swollen prick with practiced, deliberate motions."Tell me how to find the head demon and I'll let you cum.  Don't make this any 'harder' than it has to be," you whisper.The demon's voice starts to crack in spite of his efforts to remain defiant. "No!  I-uh-won't let yo-oooooh-control meeeeee!"His protests trail into incoherent squeals and babbles as you bottle up his second orgasm behind the tightly tied strap.  Again, his body twists and writhes in your grip, tortured with the ever-increasing sexual tension.  Zetaz looks up at you with a pleading, cross-eyed expression as he tries to regain his wits, but you just keep pumping away.  His balls are visibly pulsing and quivering, desperately needing to release the building pressure.  You meet his gaze calmly, your hands continuing their work on the bloated imp-cock, and you break into a knowing smile as he thickens in your grip for the third time."Well Zetaz?  Is three the lucky number, or do I have to switch hands and keep backing you up until you go mad?" you ask.His hands claw the rug underneath him as he gasps, "You win, you win!  The desk has a-ah ah ahh-hidden drawer with a map to Lethice's hideout.  Please justletmecomeletmecomeletmecomePLEAAAAASE!"

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"Idiot," you taunt while you tighten the strap further.  Zetaz actually starts to bawl in anguish while another orgasm worth of cum backs up inside him.  You don't want him to get out of the binding while you search for his map, so you pull the cord under his leg and use the free end to bind his wrists together behind his back.  Fondling his turgid prick one last time for good luck, you leave him to struggle with his need as you search for your map.  It's difficult to blank out all the whines and cries, but you manage.Zetaz's desk sits against a wall, just far enough away from the rest of the furniture to give it an aloof appearance.  You get up and walk closer, kicking the imp in the belly on your way in order to get a little peace and quiet.  The desk has two visible drawers with a divider between them, but at a glance there doesn't seem to be enough room in the furniture to contain a hidden drawer or compartment. It will take a more careful examination to uncover this 'map'.You poke and prod around the desk's circumference, checking for false panels, weak points, or hidden latches inside the woodwork.  It refuses to give up its secrets, and you find yourself wondering for a moment if it's somehow capable of such deception before you dismiss the notion as insane.  For all this place's craziness, you doubt Zetaz would have a piece of possessed furniture in his bedroom.  Irritated, you yank open each drawer, but nothing seems out of the ordinary.  You grumble and slam them closed, twisting on the knobs with accidental fury.  A barely audible 'click' reaches your ears, and the divider between the drawers now protrudes ever so slightly forward, far enough to get a good grip on.The unfinished wood behind the divider's facade grates your fingertips as you gently pull on it, revealing a narrow, hidden compartment.  The only object inside is a detailed map of the mountain and its upper reaches.  Though the secret diagram is quite crude, it depicts a winding trail that bypasses numerous harpy nests, minotaur caves, and various unrecognizable pitfalls to reach the cloud-shrouded mountain peak.  The drawing loses much of its detail once it gets to the demon fortifications at the top, but it can't be that hard to track down Lethice once you've entered the seat of her power, can it?You hear the faint scrabble of claws on stone and turn around, alarmed, but there's nothing there.  Not even Zetaz.  You imagine the partly hog-tied imp sprinting from his own cave and into the deep woods, his bloated cock bobbing dangerously with every step, and the absurd image brings a smile to your face.(Key Item Acquired: Zetaz's Map!)You grab 181 gems and 154 XP from your victory.There is a potent bottle of 'Bimbo Liqueur' on your defeated opponent.  You place a potent bottle of 'Bimbo Liqueur' in your second pouch.