Saint Alfonzo's Den

You look Sister Rayna in the eyes. "Could you at least tell me where here is?"

"Of course, my love. You must have quite a few questions on your mind." She kisses you gently again. "I'm so sorry if I seemed so thoughtless. We are at a place called Saint Alfonzo's Den. It's an old abandoned strip club and whore house the Master brought us to after he finished turning Sister Constance into one of us. We kind of liked the idea of starting a new business, since our order now seems to be completely out of order. Most of the girls were turned into slaves. However, a few did escape, including Sister Ivona. There were some that were even turned, but left orphaned when their Masters or Mistresses were taken out by the few stronger Sisters. They're here with us as well, and they also work for us."

"So Ivona escaped?" Somehow you feel relieved to have heard that little bit of news.

"Yes, she did. I guess there must still be some feelings left there for her. I can see in your eyes that it makes you happy she wasn't turned."

You're not sure how to answer that. You decide on the truth. "I had the chance to turn her, and part of me really wanted to. But another part of me said not to, because she has a different part, a different calling to be fulfilled. Besides we had a fight, and it wasn't a very pleasant ending when we parted company."

Rayna looks at you and smiles. "I won't fool myself, Sabine. I know Ivona has very deep feelings for you. She didn't want you to leave. She wanted to be with you, no matter what. There is a deep love in her heart for you, and that argument you had with her won't drive her away from you. It will only postpone the inevitable. As sure as I'm standing here, you two are meant to be together. You two have some major parts to play on the stage of life together."

"Rayna, I don't see how that's possible any more. Look at me. I'm about to give birth to daemon spawn, an entire brood. Once I do, I'll be marked for life as a daemon's ****. But I don't really care about that. Life as a Sister was something that was never meant for me, or I would have defeated our Master. I-I'm just so confused right now. Part of me must love our Master, or I never would have tried to save him."

Rayna laughs. "He is a very easy creature to love. Especially in his new human form."

Too many things have changed, it seems. "Human form? What do you mean?"

"He broke the rules when he fucked Sister Constance. Even though you were the one who turned me, he was charged with having more slaves than he was allowed to have. They cast him out for breaking the rules."

"Let me see if I got this right. Master was cast out of Hell for breaking the rules?"

Rayna sighs. "Yes, that's it in a nutshell."

"So if he's cast out, what does that mean for us?" You think out loud. You ponder over this for a while. "This could mean we are free to choose whether to stay with him, or not. If he was truly cast out, he may hold no power over us at all once we give birth. We'll have to wait and see if his mark appears on us, or not. One thing's for sure, we're no longer virgins who can fight evil. I'm kind of relieved about that any way." You pause in thought for a moment. "I'm not sure, but I think the worst that could happen to us after we give birth is that we may become half succubus, which would give us all an insatiable desire for sex. We'd be able to mate with daemons, but no longer with humans. However, we would be able to drain power from them."

"Sabine, where else would we go? I know I for one have become too used to the Master taking care of all of us. He is quite handsome, and I think I might even love him myself. You might find you do too, once you meet him. By the way, he calls himself Fonzie for short, so people think that he is the actual owner of the club." Then as an afterthought, she adds, "Besides, if you are right about us having an insatiable appetite for sex, what better place to find satisfaction than working in a whore house?"

"So how many former Sisters did we end up with?" you ask out of curiosity.

"There are fifteen of us all together. And yes, we're all pregnant."

"I have a strange feeling emissaries from Hell will be knocking on our door to collect their offspring. We're still giving birth to Hellspawn, regardless. I'm almost positive they'll want our children to increase their ranks, unless Master Fonzie has other ideas?"