A Legendary Beauty

“Let’s get started shall we?” Skylar looks down at The Devil with her own grin.

“I’m jizzing my pants already, let’s do this!” Lucifer jumps up on his seat, and sinks in.

The Camera pans around, to take in a view of the mountainside the balcony overlooks. But as we watch we can see that there are little wooden boats floating in the space above the mountainside. These masted ships, have oars which are propelling them forward through the air. Not just one, but hundreds of these things and sailing forward as if to invade this great winter castle.

Come Sail Away by Styx Begins Playing.

“Our first contestant’s beauty could not be contained by a single ship!”

As skylar speaks little balls of light begin to shed from these ships. As the skips pass over head past the lodge, the balls of light fall to the ground like snow, and form together in a single spot on the ground.

“Daughter of a god, queen of the swans. Men died for her beauty in the thousands, for her wink, her smile, her touch!”

We see now these little balls of light building upon one another, taking the form of a woman.

“In that doomed city, upon a mountain of gold and treasure, she stood as the greatest prize of all!”

The light began to fade, flesh now appearing through the light, perfect porcelain skin, like a statue or painting.

“Is this the face that launched a thousands ships? Please welcome to the show HELEN OF TROY!”

The light explodes outward, clearing the immediate area of snow. A gorgeous, beautiful, holy woman appears now, draped in fine flowing clothes. Her hair is tied up in a messy bun, her blonde hair wavy, and decorated with pearls and gems. Her face is a match for the master. Painfully beautiful, though not horrifically so, like him. She is perfection, she is beauty, there is something pure about her face, her body which too is perfect in all ways. Smooth, and proportional, and seemingly unable to strike any pose without some sort of grace or dignity.

As Helen makes her appearance, she cocks a hip to the side, winks at the camera and speaks. “Hey bitches! Get ready for a war, because your bombshell has arrived!” She strikes another pose, and all that fabric falls to her feet, revealing her body now to all. Her breasts have no sag to them, gravity defying, almost fake looking with their perfect shape, those sweet nipples. Her stomach was flat, her ass firm, her body completely hairless.

Though this masterful view is but a brief treat. As soon as the fabric hits the ground, it seems to bounce back upwards, and wrap Helen up in an entirely new outfit. A pair of uggs appear on her feet, followed by knitted thigh highs, white in color. A simple pair of white panties appear, to wrap her ass up, while a knitted turtle neck covers the upper reaches of her body, it too is white but flecked with golden threads throughout. In her hand appears a cup of coco with a fat ass marshmallow slowly melting.

“Guess I better get to the fire.” She hooks her thumb into the band of her panty and snaps it against her ass. She waits and realizes that they’re not going to give her a skirt or pants. With a shrug she sits down in one of the seats surrounding the fire pit, right next to The Master, and sips from her coco. “So where am I?”

Skylar gives her a kind smile. “Welcome to Harem Hotel, you and Seven other lucky ladies will be competing for the top spot in Lucifer’s Harem, the winner becomes queen of hell and is granted a single wish, the losers… well you better just try and win hmm?”

“Oh, okay.” Helen cheerily sips from her cup. “No problem.”

“You’re taking this well, even for someone under my spell.” Skylar looks impressed.

Helen rolls her eyes, brown and beautiful. “This isn’t my first time getting kidnapped for sex, I’ve been training for this my whole life.”

“Excellent! I knew taking all these souls from hell would make this first part easier!” Skylar beams. “Would you like to introduce yourself to the audience?”

“Helen of Troy,” Lucifer smiles. “I cursed her with unbearable lust for a Prince of Troy, and she followed her pussy right to him, abandoned her husband, daughter, her whole kingdom to get to him.”

“He kidnapped me!” Helen shouts, from her chair. “He’s a monster!”

Lucifer smiles. “Camera One, can we get a zoom in on her panties.”

Helen gasps, and slams her legs together. But Skylar waves her hand, and soon her legs are splayed open wide as a man on a subway. The camera zooms in on the dark spot spreading on her white panties, wet and oozing already.

“She says that.” Lucifer laughs. “And she even means it, but even his name is enough to get her engine running.” Helen blushes. “What are you thinking about dear? That fuckfest on the ship back to troy? When you tried anal on your daughter’s bed while she was away? The ten years where you’d yell ‘No! No! No! Before becoming a howling squirting animal for his cock?”

Helen gasps, and blushes, and the camera captures her crotch growing all the wetter. “You’re vile.”

Skylar looks intrigues, her pierced nipples painfully erect for anyone with a sharp enough eye to spot. “Sounds like you’re going to be a good Candidate for Lust! Of course which Sin you’re assigned is up to the audience.”

“What’s that mean?”

“Well Dear you and the other contestants are going to be assigned a Sin which you will evolve into over the course of the season, through various transformations.”

Helen nods. “Sounds like Lust is going to have an advantage on this show, so works for me.” She spreads her legs again, and pouts at Lucifer. "How many pussies can you give me before it's too many?"

"Trick Question."

Helen grins at that. "Hope you have the treasure to back that investment up."

“I better move this along before you two get too friendly.” Skylar leans forward. Helen can’t help be stare at how bizarre looking this woman is. She’s quite scary to the princess. “So you’re our first contestant, how are you feeling about the competition so far?”

“Well the Devil is kind of gross, but I can deal. Being queen really has nothing to do with loving your king, so there’s no problem! I know how to put out, and between you and me, I’m like… famous for being hot. That’s what this is all about right?”

“It’s a big part yeah.”

“Easy peasy, I wake up like this.” She bats her long eyelashes at us, surely she’s wearing eyeliner, there’s no way they pop that much!

“That’s impressive.” Skylar tilts her head to Lucifer. “What do you think of Contestant #1?”

It’s easy to see he’s pleased, erect, and eager to see more of Helen. “I love her. You kept your promise with the beautiful, but I don’t know how sinful she is. Mostly she was a tool for me to tempt others into evil, even her lust is not her own.”

“Of course not lord Satan.” Skylar says. “Women in the harem, are objects, slaves. No part of them is their own, now that you own them. Helen is but a base, for you to build your next sin, a canvas.”

“I see.” Lucifer nods, his eyes tracing up her body slowly, like tongues licking a lover. “Oh yes I see, and what a beautiful canvas it is.”