Present her to the general

I lifted her up, supporting her on my shoulder. Her eyes were unfocused, and from the dampness in her panties I realised that she had been hit by the wand-beams. As her breast pressed against me I felt her hard nipple through the cloth, and another thrill of arousal washed through me. My hand drifted to her other, bare breast and I tweaked her nipple, making her moan with lust.

It was then my mind was made up. Perhaps once I would have helped her – or perhaps not. Perhaps I’d always been a slut who’d rather see a hot girl used for pleasure than rescued. Perhaps that’s why I was in Hell now. Either way, here I was, and any urge to act as the savoir was overwhelmed by sheer lust at the thought of this angelic bitch being **** by the victorious demons like her comrades were, at the thought of tasting her and making her moan helplessly, and most of all of pleasing the demon general and having him use my body with the same mixture of passion and cruel indifference with which he was taking his angelic prisoner.

My mind was made up, and I dragged her out into the army. Avoiding clutching hands and tentacles of creatures that half-heartedly tried to **** the pair of us to join in their particular lustful play, I carried her over to the general and his angelic victim. He now ploughed her from behind as she stood on all fours, making her moan louder than any of the other angels in the canyon.

“My lord,” I said, the deferent formality seeming natural. “This one almost escaped. But I have brought her here, as a gift to you.”

He smiled, and I noted with pride that he was eyeing up my body with as much lust as my prisoner’s. “A fine catch. As I’m otherwise occupied, you may choose how she is disposed of. If I find your display interesting, I may reward you. If you fail to impress me, the pair of you will be sent to my kennels to service my hounds.”

His masterful voice sent a shiver through me, as did his words. As I paused for a moment, wondering what to do with her, I noticed a succubus glaring at me for the attention he was giving me. She seemed to be a high ranking member of the army, and her own pleasure was certainly creative. One hand held the face of a female angel into her cunt, making the white-winged girl eat out her captor. She sat atop a male angel, equally unwilling, her ripe red buttocks pumping up and down as she fucked him with her arse. But most interesting was the leash of red energy that flowed from her clawed hand to where it wrapped round another male angel’s hips, forcing him to thrust into her female prisoner from behind, making him a partner in her violation.

I ignored her venomous gaze, idly stroking my soaked pussy through my shorts as I wondered what feat of lust I should perform.