Perhaps an Impish new start

Thorogrim was a downtrodden splottered Imp living in the Suburban section of the pits, along the Cliffside walls themselves. The neighborhood was overrun by devils from the abyss below, and more or less forgotten by the big demons in the hells above. Screaling hollow, was a place only the worst off of all demons are assigned to torment the poor souls along the steadily more icey carved caverns deeper in the casm below. But a job is a job in hell, and tormenting souls ten hours a day was a regular occurrence in any of the nine hells, only the most powerful demon magistrates could live like princes fed by harems of seccubi, the only vixens found in screaling hollow were the weights and unlike their fairer cousins, or worse off the poor sufferers of 'Demonic aphasia' even in hell God curses us with STD's, can't catch a break from the old geezer.

However it was a fairly decent day for thorogrim after a long day using his fairly skillful displays of illusion to torment the soul of a once fiery redhead, now bismirched with the shame of tormented pleasure. So lover after lover deflowered her time and time again, abusing her body and mistreating her like a whore. Only to orgasm on her flustered body, marking her as nothing more than a cum receptacle. As the girl cried, the imp would wind back time and introduce the girl to a new lover, and new nightmare to ravage her fully restored body, over and over as Thorogrim watched the human twist from imaginary abuse assailing the young woman's defenseless body. Finding pleasure in the simplicity of the day, it being a Friday he could slack off and only use paltry illusions to pervert his captives. Not that the molten putty of the woman's mind before him would be able to discern the difference was much If a concern to him, most arrivals lose all hope of resistance after the first month, this woman has been interned for 4 years and seemed almost eagerly ashamed each time she 'felt' her tits whipped till they bled, arching her back after she imagined each Crack striking her chest with a bull whip only found in hell.

Despite the sadistic pleasure in bringing this soul pain, it was finally nearing the evening and Thorogrim was inclined to finish his business for the day. After dispelling his illusions upon the girl, he used his telekinesis to levitate her back into her cubby in the wall along with the other 7 women strapped side by side along the wall, all whimpering as their pussies and ass get fed on by a wall creeper demon, even lower level than imps, such demons are little more than furniture for the most part but the finer points of demon heir achy was lost on these girls as the centipedal creature would massage it's mandibles into each of their pussies while periodically inserting a tubelike tongue appendage trunkated out of its lower abdomen, of which it would clean the girls of the ashes that are fed, since in hell even hunger is a torment at the masters disposal despite there being no such thing as starvation.

Before putting away this redheaded sinner though thorogrim had a few more uses for the pliable captive, in particular to stem the steadily consistent pressure that tormenting the vixen had inspired within his sadistic little heart. Using his telekinesis he levitates her body over to him, Turning her onto her back and then spinning the girl around to face him once more revealing her still flushed face desperately hoping the torture of your play would end. Your eyes wander her body, she was compact for a human, perhaps barely 5'0", but she made up for it with curves, covered in freckles from head to toe, this ginger had a hefty pair of firm melons glued to her chest, and a wholesome full ass to round out her rear end. With a flick of his fingertips, he spread her thighs wide open revealing her bare snatch. Marked by lord somno's crest on her pelvis like most of the slaves in the cell along with her, all had been purchased by one or another demon lord after arriving in hell. His abnormally large demon cock started to chubby watching the poor girl try to cover her hard nipple and shield her open womanhood from his gaze, but another flick of his fingers and her wrists were tightly trapped behind her back, pulling her shoulders back and therefore thrusting those pink capped mountains out toward you. Licking his lips thorogrim reached down begins the task of working himself towards hardness before the girl, contemplating the best means of depositing his dark seed in her before the overseer makes his rounds and the shift changes.