Eternity beckons...

You awake to find yourself naked and tied to an upright dolly in some kind of hellish greenhouse. Or, redhouse, if the blood-hued light pouring in through the glass is any indication. Kyris stands before you, admiring a pot in which one of the pitcher plants grows.

"Ah, John! I'm so glad you managed to encounter one of these beauties. I'm very proud of them, bred 'em myself! I think they're going to be the next hot thing in Hell, don't you agree?"

Kyris gestures a perfectly manicured hand at the rest of the greenhouse, which contains countless rows of identical pots, all with their own pitcher plant. Meanwhile you curse and struggle at your bonds to no avail.

"Well, there's no accounting for taste," Kyris grins evily, "The only problem is these beauties are voracious. Luckily for you, though, by utterly failing your trial you get to be their new feeder! Or, is that "food"? Whatever, enjoy the rest of eternity, John!"

Kyris cackles and vanishes in a burst of flames. A scrawny imp takes the handles of your dolly and wheels you up to one of the plants, which immediately latches onto your cock and begins sucking. You're helpless to do anything as you quickly orgasm, spilling into the mouth of the plant. Your head droops, already exhausted by the intense climax, and the imp pushes you to the next plant in line...

END