The Pleasures of Hell 01.008

She shook her head hard, and forced her eyes back on the scarf wrap toga thing.

"Thank you."

Zel laughed again, louder than usual, and pat Mia's head once.

"Be careful with such polite language. You'll tempt a voracious demon to devour you."

"Devour..."

"I'm sure you'd enjoy it, considering how this aura of yours grows." Zel reached up with all four of her arms, and stretched back a bit, showing off how flat and perfect her tiny waist and long slab of abs were. "I can feel it tingling through my skin, demanding I give in. And yet, it does not feel exactly like a sin aura. It is subtler, wider, and... unique. It is a wonder Diogo and Adron did not give in."

"I... I guess, yeah."

Zel squatted down in front of her again, a little closer than Mia wanted. Even horny out of her mind, she didn't like the idea of Zel's face only inches from hers, at biting height. But, Zel's skin was getting redder by the moment, so she wasn't likely going to bite or hurt Mia... unless that was how she enjoyed sex. Oh god, she didn't even want to think about how extreme BDSM could get in Hell. The movie Event Horizon had some ideas about that.

"But you wanted them to," Zel said. "For Diogo or Adron to take you."

Mia froze. "I... uh..."

"Did you want Adron to be your first? He is a handsome creature, and quite large for a vratorin. I'm sure he would have made your first time gentle, and dare I say, romantic." Nodding, Zel stood back up, set a hand on Mia's shoulder, and slowly guided her past the orgy again. "Until he gave into his urges, of course, and fucked you hard."

Gulp.

"I... don't know..."

"Or Diogo? Perhaps you enjoy even larger beasts? Brutes of muscle." She stopped beside Saldavin, and nudged his huge hand off the betrayer trembling on his cock. "Your body is not a body of flesh like those on the surface, not anymore. It can handle quite a bit, betrayer or not." With an evil grin, she took the penetrated woman's hands into one of hers, and did what the giant did before, slowly lifting the woman up before letting gravity sink her back down. And of course, because she apparently wanted Mia to boil alive, Zel used another hand to press against the huge bulge sliding up and down the tall woman's stomach.

The colossal beast leaned back, spread his wings, and put his weight on his hands behind him. His huge testicles pulled up, inner muscles flexing, as the first gush of cum poured into the mewling, panting, completely exhausted woman. And her belly distended with the fluid pouring into her, expanding for a moment before it came squirting out of her, gushing over the giant's testicles, all while Zel continued to gently bob the woman up and down on his cock.

Whoever the betrayer was, her head dangled forward, and her tongue hung out just slightly as a drop of drool fell. Her belly bulged a little more, and didn't return to normal, not completely, as the huge demon pumped her full of cum like... like a sex toy.

And through it all, the terrifying, gorgeous, scary, masculine beast, a ten-foot-tall goliath of muscle and wings and horns, watched Mia. With every wave of cum he filled his pet, a deep rumble flowed out of him, vibrating into the metal and stone of the floor, and up into Mia's feet. He wanted to fuck her.

The betrayer quivering on his cock managed to lift her head, and looked at Mia. She wanted to fuck Mia, too.

Mia looked around again, and held the scarf to her chest. Everyone stared at her, even more than before. They all wanted to fuck Mia.

With a satisfied chuckle, Zel let the betrayer go. Saldavin continued leaning back, eyes still locked on Mia, while the betrayer fell back against his abs again and lay there, arms hanging limp from her sweating body, legs spread around his massive thighs. Everything was on display, and Mia couldn't help but watch the dripping wet woman shiver in what was probably some of the best, most delicious orgasm aftershock tingles.

It looked amazing.

Zel put a hand on Mia's shoulder again, grinned down at her, and guided her out of the room.

A veil lifted from Mia's eyes, and coherent thoughts rushed her brain. Oh, right, she was in a big spire tower thing in Hell. There was more than sex sex sex in the universe. For a second there, sex had been all that existed.

"You demonstrated your sin aura quite well, Mia. I will find much use for you. Now, clothe yourself."

Nodding, Mia wrapped the huge silk thing around her, and did a half decent job of covering her breasts and bits. But, she did leave one breast visible, hard nipple included. If she covered herself completely, she'd be inviting a demon to pounce her. Fucked up as that was, she had to be smart. This wasn't a society that respected boundaries. This was a society that allowed, maybe even encouraged demons to simply take what they wanted and to indulge their desires.

No wonder Zel had to be so brutal when controlling them.

"Why are you... helping me?" She gestured to the clothes.

"I'm no fool. I gain no value out of torturing you, and despite what you may think, it'd probably only bring me little joy." Again, the four-armed demon woman winked at her. "But a little is not nothing. Don't give me a reason to look for such minor pleasures."

"I... I'll try not to."

"Good. You will remain here in my spire as my prize, my slave, my toy, whatever I wish, until I know more. As I said, something is afoot in Hell, and I must learn what. I will not throw away a board pierce when I do not yet know the rules of the game."

Board piece?

"Do you... play board games, down here, in Hell?"

That got another laugh out of her, less feminine and controlled, more loud and boisterous. But it passed quickly, and she went back to the manipulative demon she was.

"No. But even one such as I does not ignore scrying pools. Now, come. I expect you to stay within my spire for some time, if not for eternity. I have one more demon to introduce you to today. And perhaps, another, who I am eager to see if you can... Well, that can wait until another day, I think."

She'd been in the spire not even an hour and one of the rulers of Hell was planning to use her for her probably nefarious purposes. It was so cliché she wanted to puke.

"Can... Can I ask a question?"

Zel stepped up to the inner edge of the balcony and looked down into the pit, and the hundreds of balconies waiting below.

"Of course."

Mia squinted. Zel was being awfully nice to her, but she had made it clear why. No reason to be mean to her, yet. Maybe she thought if Mia became important, it'd be better to have her as an ally, not a slave?

"I'm guessing you're not just... sitting around, ruling Death's Grip for fun. You seem to have a goal. From what others say, you've been up to something for a while now, maybe a fight with a neighboring province." She had to thank Adron for the info later. "But you seem to have... I don't know, I get the impression you want to do more than just have fun ruling a chunk of Hell. You have bigger goals."

Zel set her gaze on Mia, and squinted, same as her. Her black and red eyes were far more intense than Mia's, and yet far more subtle. Like, looking into the eyes of a queen sitting at a table in a meeting of politics and war, while said queen quietly glares at a man she intends to see drawn and quartered in front of an audience. But thankfully Zel slowly put on a playful smile.

"You think me so ambitious? Demons wish to fight, and to fuck. Perhaps I am satisfied indulging those vices?"

"I don't think so. You're up to something."

Zel squatted down, and looked into her eyes, this time from a whole six inches away.

"And how did you come to such a conclusion?"

"I... I just..." She shrugged. "You really got that air, you know? Diogo I can see enjoying ruling a spire, and doing nothing but enjoying that. Even Adron probably would, too. But you're... you're not like them."

"No. I am not like them." Zel ran a claw up along the glowing amber horn sticking straight up from the top of her forehead, and grinned. "Few spire rulers are. And perhaps I will tell you more some day. For now, you will remain ignorant." Nodding, Zel stood up and walked along the balcony, gesturing for Mia to follow. "Though I am delighted to see you have a brain in that skull. Few human souls do."

"Thanks."

"And be careful with polite words. Few demons understand their meaning."

"Sorry."

Zel looked over her shoulder to her, eyebrow raised.

Mia sighed. "Sor--right, right." Being polite, or rather not being polite was going to be an issue. "So, uh... do you really walk up and down the stairs to get to all these different floors? There must be hundreds. That'd take ages." And right on cue, an imp fell down the hole, opened their wings, and landed on a balcony below. "My legs are going to fall off."

"Learn to jump."

"Uh..."

Zel giggled and shook her head, her long hair tendrils gently bouncing against her body, and dozens of finger bone piercings clacking together.

"Betrayers do not scale the spire often, and when they do, it is often with the aid of whoever turned them. But for you, becoming a betrayer is not an option we should take. Not yet. Who knows what would happen if you were tainted so. No, your guardian will help you with traversing the spire."

"Guardian?"

Zel nodded, and took the stairs up. Forced to follow, Mia bit down a groan, and scaled yet another staircase. And another. Each floor revealed a new layer of demon activity, of black metal dripping with blood, and big cages dangling from chains, filled with remnants. One floor had a giant pile of skulls on one side, some human but most not, and from the big archway between the hundreds of skulls came the sound of battle cries and roars. Please don't go to the battle room. Please don't go to the battle room.

They went to the battle room.

Things only got worse inside the big room, because of course they did. There was a pit, circular, maybe twenty feet deep with walls made of bone and metal, and big enough for a basketball game. Zel and Mia were on top of the wall, the floor the pit was dug... or grown into. Bones were everywhere, absolutely everywhere, and a lot of them were fresh. Bleeding, gore-smeared rib cages, pelvises, arms and legs, the works.

Demons sat on the edge of the pit edge near Zel and Mia, all of them looking down into the pit below. Two demons inside were fighting, two tiger ladies. Or, they had been fighting. One tregeera was the clear winner, and she ripped and tore at the now dead fellow tregeera, until she got the breastplate off, and wasted no time getting through the hard dark skin to the bone underneath. Crack, crunch, she broke the sternum and ribcage, and removed her prize.

"What the..." Mia held her stomach as she looked away. That didn't help much, not with all the blood everywhere. It only got worse when the tiger in the pit threw the corpse of her kill up out of the pit, and a half dozen grems and imps pounced it. They tore the corpse apart, biting and shredding.

One of them looked Zel's way, and bowed -- mid chew -- before they froze, eyes locked on Mia and her forehead. At this rate she was going to need a hat.

"At least the vermin know to respect me," Zel said, chuckling as she guided Mia past them and the corpse, toward the back side of the pit. "Imps and grems, forever impossible to control, but useful regardless. They clean the flesh from corpses, looking for traces of resonance, and they will defend the spire if need be."

Imps and grems were scavengers, Mia knew that much. But seeing them tear into the huge woman's body and swallow down giant chunks of flesh, all for what probably amounted to a minor snack? Hell was a world where even just eating was an act of violence demons relished.

"Why... were they fighting?"

Zel shrugged. "I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"Kasimiro might. It doesn't matter. In the past, these fools would slaughter each other over minor issues. But for many years now I have enforced a dueling policy, drastically reducing the amount of needless deaths. No demon is allowed to kill another demon except in a duel." She sighed as she stepped on the pit edge, and gently nudged aside a skull with one of her big hooves. "But they still kill each other, of course."

The tiger in the pit got up on her hind legs, and managed a small bow for Zel, before she jumped onto the edge. It was a huge jump, and she had to climb the last few feet up the pit's bony walls to get out, all while she chewed on her kill's heart. She got halfway toward the door before freezing, looked back at Mia, and stared. Ugh.

"Kasimiro? Who's that?" Mia asked, looking up at Zel and doing her best to ignore the demons staring at her.

Zel gestured to the end of the pit they were halfway to reaching, and the demon walking their way. He was up on the wall too, and wearing bits of black armor strapped to his body in various places. No weapon. Judging from the claws on his hands, he didn't need them.

She'd seen another one of these demons outside, before entering the spire. This one walked on all fours, and he -- certainly looked like a he -- was bigger than a tiger lady. He had a dragon shark face. That was the easiest way to think of it, a dragon shark face, without eyes. The nose or snout, if that's what it was, was all black, and he had two big horns that came out of his flat head that pointed forward like a bull's.

He looked like some sort of eyeless dragon shark walking on four legs, with massive shoulders, long arms, and a big long tail with spikes along its spine. And once he reached them, he stood up, and Mia gulped as she looked up and down the huge demon's body. He was as big as a brute, but with a much more tapered waist that gave him less of a juggernaut build, and more of a... delicious... perfect torso... and abs, and broad shoulders, and--

Mia looked down and gnashed her teeth together a few times. Stop it.

"Kasimiro," Zel said. "This is my new pet, Mia. A gift from Diogo, and Adron."

The shark demon clicked in his throat a few times, almost like dolphin clicks, but much deeper. Most demons had human-ish faces, even brutes, even Zel, but this one very much did not. The dragon-y snout and shark-like flat head looked strangely awesome, and scary.

"Correct," Zel said. "Unmarked. And you may notice she has this persistent, quiet aura."

The shark clicked a few more times in his throat before gesturing toward Mia.

"Kasimiro, you know she doesn't speak Hellian."

Rumbling, Kasimiro licked his many, big sharp teeth, and shook his head.

"I hate Estian." Grumbling, the shark, or wingless dragon, walked toward Mia, and prowled around her. He leaned forward with every step just like a tiger lady would, or a dinosaur would, and he rumbled like a purring cat with a semi's engine in their chest as he looked her up and down. If he'd stood up straighter, he would have been just as tall as a brute.

"One of the sarkarin," Zel said. "The eyeless never do enjoy Estian." Shrugging, Zel gestured to Mia again. "You will be guarding her with your life, Kasimiro."

More rumbles from the shark dragon dinosaur.

"Fine." With a heavy sigh, he stood beside Mia, and... did absolutely nothing.

Maybe she'd gotten too used to Adron and his playfulness, and had expected to run into more demons with that fun side to them. Zel did seem to have something of a playful side, probably mixed with large amounts of ruthlessness and brutality. But Mia's new guardian seemed to have the same disposition as Diogo. Maybe even more of an asshole, considering the word choices.

Mia loved analyzing how people talked, to try and figure out what made them tick and what things she could say to make them happy or more sociable, but it was a dangerous game if she misread a demon. They weren't humans, and if she made a bad call, they might take it out on her. Time to tread carefully.

"Uh, hi," she said as she looked up at the big demon. "I'm Mia."

He clicked once in his throat, and managed the smallest shrug. Okay, her earlier assessment was probably right, he was stoic like Diogo but also a lot more indifferent. He didn't give a shit. Good to know.

"Kas frequently monitors the duels," Zel said. "It is not uncommon for demons to recruit friends and try and kill each other, violating the rules. Duels must be a one-on-one battle."

"Sounds kind of unfair for the little guys."

Zel shrugged, and walked back toward the exit. Mia and her new shark dragon dinosaur bodyguard followed. The tall demon queen walked with a sway in her step, almost like she was walking on high heels, not hooves. Kas, on the other hand, walked like a monster, hunched over with his flat shark head out in front of him, and big thick arms hanging underneath his forward shoulders. Sometimes he lowered himself enough to walk on all fours, but he seemed to prefer walking on his slightly short hind legs, with his huge tail counter-balancing his weight. Just like a dinosaur.

"Duels on such an unfair basis are discouraged," Zel said, "but not banned. The strong rule the weak. Such the is the eternal way of all things."

Yeap. Mia should have seen that coming.

Zel approached the balcony, and jumped. It was such a fluid, seamless motion, Mia was left standing on the balcony edge, staring up at Zel as she hopped up to the balcony above. With the white silk and her long black hair tendrils flowing, it actually looked beautiful, and epic.

"Come," she said, looking back over her shoulder down at Mia.

"Uh--aah!" The world turned into a blur as something grabbed her waist, and jumped. Gravity lost its hold on her, and she flew up into the air complete with whiplash, head snapping back and hitting something firm and warm. Kas's shoulder. She was in his arms.

He landed next to Zel, somehow managing to land even more quietly than she did, before he set Mia down.

"Thanks," she said, and she squirmed as she looked his body up and down. Okay, yes, the shark dragon dinosaur had an amazing body, and he'd just scooped her up like she weighed nothing and held her in the nook of his arm like--Sighing, she looked down and away, and clenched her eyes shut.

"I can feel the aura," Kas said, voice a quiet grumble, before he clicked a couple more times deep in his throat.

"As can I," Zel said. "This strange soul will be of great use to me, I think."

Kas grunted, but after looking down at Mia with his eyeless face for a little while, he nodded, convinced. Good. If Mia was going to rely on this guy to keep her alive in this volatile place, it was probably a good thing he actually believed the reason his boss wanted him to protect her.

They went up a dozen more balconies. It took a whole thirty seconds. Mia forced down the urge to squeal with each jump as her stomach plummeted into her guts, before they landed gracefully on the next balcony, only to do it again and again. Kas didn't set her down between each jump either, instead keeping her snug into where his shoulder met his huge chest, and she fit into the inside of his long arm.

Okay, yeah, much as she'd always fantasized about a big handsome monster scooping her up and carrying her off exactly like this, this wasn't exactly what she'd had in mind. The groaning and dying remnants in their cages, the squawking, chirping, roaring, and moaning demons, the walls of flesh and bone, metal and stone, it spoiled things pretty badly. The tingly vibration in her guts settled to almost nothing again as she watched the horrorfests pass underneath her.

They were so high up. If they went out onto one of the more uncommon outdoor balconies, she'd probably be so close to the sky she'd have to deal with the burning heat of it. Not that the spire was air conditioned, but it didn't seem to get any hotter on the way up. So high up, if she jumped off the spire at this height, her body would have made a crater in the ground, maybe right down into the lava below. So high up, if a demon felt like murdering her without anyone knowing, that'd be exactly how they'd do it.