"So that's how Sitri tricked me."

“So that’s how Sitri tricked me into thinking I was winning,” explains Amy, to the talk show host. She sits on the couch with your arm around her, squirming as you casually toy with her nipple, plainly hating every second of it. “When the whole time, I was doing exactly what he wanted. He was just playing with me, really.”

“Do you feel stupid, Amy?”

“Oh, yes. Incredibly stupid.”

The talk show host, Gutterman, is a green demon with short, stubby red horns and slicked-back hair, and he broadcasts live every night to all of Hell. His show’s very popular. It’s a bit like a regular Earth talk show, with celebrity demons and opening monologues about Hell politics, but he also sometimes makes his female guests ride the Sybian like Howard Stern. “Give us a twirl, girl,” he says, making a circle with his finger. “Don’t be shy! Let’s see that ink!”

Amy winces, but she has no choice. Susan’s spell has enslaved her to your will until such time as you see fit to release her. She stands up, butt naked on camera except for her black heels, and does a shamefaced little twirl for the hooting studio audience and the literally billions of folks watching at home.

“Stop right there. Let’s get a close-up.” The camera zooms in on Amy’s ass, revealing the words SITRI’S BITCH written in small square letters on her left buttock, next to the tiny grinning horned demon face that’s your logo. The audience hoots its approval. You catch her eye, and wink.

“So, Amy. I’m told Sitri decided to make you suffer the worst punishment imaginable, right?”

“Yes, Gutterman.”

“And what, precisely, is that punishment, Amy?”

“He made me be his girlfriend,” whimpers Amy, turning back around to face the audience, standing with her arms and legs apart so everyone can see her high, firm breasts and black bush. Again, she looks very similar to Rachel Weisz in The Mummy. “I’m his girlfriend now. Sitri’s my boyfriend.”

“Ah, young love,” sniffs Gutterman, as the audience bombards poor Amy with whistles and cheers. “Brings a tear to the eye. Almost enough to melt even my cynical heart. Anyway, Amy, the Sybian’s right over there.”