Lost Soul

Consciousness returns unlike ever before. Usually waking up is a pleasant progress, sensations flood your mind and slowly start to portrait your environment. Not this time, your senses revolt from what is around you. Hades.

It is a wide room, with colored silk curtains hanging from the celling and piles of satin pillows spread in the floor. An exotic flower scent is thick in the air, and you are sure there is music in the air.

Trembling, your legs have trouble supporting you. Bare legs, for the skimpy outfit did a poor in hiding anything from your luscious body. In the afterlife, you realize with a small sense of irony, you wear a jasmine perfume. You feel a discomfort between your tights, and realize how damp you are.

There are fruits in a nearby basket, and wine. Despite your hunger and thirst, you ignore them. Instead, you tap deep inside you and is surprised you can still tap the winds of jade and amethyst even here. Your nourishment you take from the warm embrace of the wind of Jade.

You hear chuckles behind you, and turns to find a sleek hyena looking demon behind you. "our guest finally wakes up" It was prowling closer, that incessant chuckle coming from his throat "Congratulations are in order. You did stop me from invading your realm, but I resend you not. After all, I did get to bring a few slaves back with me. Including a jade soul"

The gray hyena next to you seemed almost civil, and despite your predicament it was uncomfortable talking to him while standing. You were suspicious at first, wondering what kind of corruption this fell creature wanted, but you spent the next hour doing little more than discussing arcane topics with him. He tried to offer you food and drinks a few times during the exchange, but you deftly declined each offer.

His hoarse laughter was becoming more and more frequent. More drink, he ordered, this debate was wetting his appetite. And this time, when she laid low to pour wine to your host, you notice the servant girl was none other than Penelope herself. Meek, subdued, her prim behavior reminded you of the times she was serving your father's table. With irony, the hyena devil remarked "Of course, she is the jade soul I mentioned. I am unsure what you did to her, but it washed her entirely of all the filth I had so much trouble sculpting in her soul." Penelope looked back to you, and she was afraid. "So I decided, I am going to try the same thing again. You do know what first sparked her lust, dont you?"

Images of your shared memories started to flood your mind, and then you remembered why this room was so familiar. She saw this in a book before. In a scene where...

You try to stand, and run, but feel a heavy body pouncing on your back. Its forepaws were holding your shoulders down, and desperation makes you try to crawl away. Helpless. His cock tries to spear you once, twice, he must be doing it on purpose. Penelope tearful eyes meet yours, and you wail in pain as your first man is a demon. Pain wreck through your body, and instinctively you call the healing magic energies. The pain is gone, but not the insuperable pleasure. You wail again, this time for entirely different reasons.

You are stuck in Hades, at the whims of a Demon Lord. You mildly wonder, was there anything you could have done differently? any other choices you could have made? Perhaps someday someone, somehow, will free you.