In the dark

You wake up in the dark.

You don’t remember what happened, but you feel terrible. Your head is pounding with the worst headache. You probably hit your head.

You survey your surroundings and notice that you are in a large, dark room. The windows to this room are covered up. You can see that this is some kind of basement, and as your eyes get accustomed to the low light you notice old bookshelves in the distance. This must be the basement of the library. By the looks of it, it is an old and seldom used part of campus.

The place is lightly lit up by candles along the walls and a few on the floor. The space directly in front of you has been cleared out, and you see the floor prints where the old shelving units must have stood. Arranged along the walls, casting flickering silhouettes, are all manner of tools: whips, harnesses, chains and a few devices you’ve never seen before.

You feel the floor now, cool beneath your feet, and quickly realize that you are bound to a chair. Your hands instinctively go to your pockets, hoping that your phone is still there. You don’t feel anything. Whoever put you here took any and all items you had on your person.

You think back: did you text or call anyone recently? They might text back or go looking for you.

You think for a moment: {if text1-read = true} You got that text from Bella, your old friend. {endif}{if text2-read = true} You {if text1-read = true}{if text2-read = true}also {endif}{endif}got a text from a girl you barely knew in high school named Savannah. {endif}{if text1-read = false}{if text2-read = false}There were some texts on your phone that you ignored. They're probably buried beneath a lot of other, inconsequential messages on your phone.{endif}{endif} Hmmm. Whoever has your phone might look at your most recent responses.

You wait for what seems like hours. Strangely you don’t feel the need to eat, nor do you find yourself strained by other bodily functions. Then, all of a sudden, a door opens. As the light pours in, you begin to recognize the building that you are in - this is the library of the university — the unmistakable architecture gives it away — but it must be the basement.

You attempt to cry out for someone to hear you, but when you go to open your mouth, as if supernaturally muted, nothing comes out. You flail a bit, to no avail, but give up quickly as you watch someone enter the room.

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Two girls enter the room and you recognize both of them: Savannah and Bella. You knew them both in high school, but not like this!

Each of them was wearing golden chain harnesses — and nothing else! Their breasts and shaven pussies are exposed in a way that you would not have imagined in your dreams. Savannah looks like a supermodel, her perfect breasts and tight ass glistening in the candlelight. Bella is a bit shorter and slightly more curvy, but gives Savannah a run for her money in the face department. Her tits are a bit fuller, and upon seeing them for the first time, you have the sudden urge to suck on them. They are chained together and held on a leash.

“Now kiss!” says a voice from behind them. The guy from earlier walks in, holding a long chain to the girls’ harnesses. He waits on the girls expectantly.

They kiss in front of you passionately, each of them feeling up each others’ bodies. They hold their mouths together, and you see a flurry of activity from the sides of their cheeks where their tongues are wrestling each other.

“This is what you could have had,” says the guy, mockingly, in your direction. “I’m so glad I found your phone!”

Suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you notice a naked imp scurrying into the room. He darts toward the grinding girls, and hops onto one of their legs. He begins to lick the other’s cunt. The action between the girls heats up, as each of them becomes more engrossed with the other.

“Hurry, open the doorway,” says the guy to imp. “We want them to be like this when they are received!”

Disappointed, the imp hops off the girls and waddles over to the far wall. He hops up on a chair to begin drawing a large, upside down five-pointed star with his finger. As it completes, you see the wall begin to visibly vibrate as smokey purples whisps emanate from the wall. Like rippling water coming to a standstill, you see a portal open to a strange hell-like dimension. There is fire in the background, with dark red brick and black stone all about. In the foreground are two demonic figures: a shapely feminine creature, completely nude and with large batlike wings emanating out her back and horns on her head. She licks her lips and eyes the girls. Next to her is an equally impressive masculine creature, a counterpart of sorts. His muscular frame and huge wingspan is only upstaged by his pulsating cock, which throbs red as he strokes it in anticipation.

The guy, who hereafter heeds you no mind, pushes the girls through the portal, at which point the demons on the other side pounce upon their prey and a thick smog engulfs them all. You can’t see much, but you do feel a bit guilty about the whole ordeal. You’re not sure if you could have done something different to bring about a different outcome, but you feel at least partially responsible for the girls' fate.

At this point, the imp looks over at you and shrugs. “I thought you might have been… I don’t know… more adept,” he says to you, in a hoarse whisper. “Nothing personal, you see. It’s just, this guy recognized the power of the book.”

He winks and hops through the portal, never to be seen by you again.

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You recognize the guy from earlier right away. In one hand he has the strange tome, and in the other hand he has a metal chain which splits into two. You recognize the next two people that follow him, being led on leashes: Savannah and Bella - the two girls that happened to text you.

They are wearing matching sets of chain lingerie, which bounce and clink lightly across their bodies. The small metallic rings loop together and string across their tits and asses, making the outlines of bras and panties without concealing anything. You can see their tits are hard and their eyes are sultry, gazing at the guy in front of them expectantly. They seem completely obedient to him.

Behind them trots an imp who immediately walks up to you.

“Your phone was the first thing he grabbed,” whispers the imp into your ear. “And what a find it was! These two beauties could have been yours.” The imp shakes his head. “I thought you had the makings of someone special, but I was wrong. No matter,” he says, slapping you on the back and hopping over to the far wall.

He draws a large, upside down five-pointed star with his finger. As it completes, you see the wall begin to visibly vibrate as smokey purples whisps emanate from the wall. Like rippling water coming to a standstill, you see a portal open to a strange hell-like dimension. There is fire in the background, with dark red brick and black stone all about. You don’t hear anything, though.

“This way, ladies,” says the guy, clearly pleased with himself. He leads them through the portal. You watch as the imp follows them, glancing back at you one last time, winking before he scurries through to the other side.

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She’s wearing a red, mesh teddy and matching thigh highs with her hands tied loosely behind her back by furry red cuffs. Ruby stilettos push her ass up, seductively, as she walks confidently into the room . She’s unmistakably the girl you knew, your old pal from high school, Bella. Wow, you think, she’s changed… for the better!

Behind her, minding her every step is the guy from earlier and a small imp, completely naked. They ogle Bella, and command her to keep walking to the other side of the room. She obeys, compliantly.

The imp walks up to you and whispers into your ear, “You might as well be glad that this didn’t end up to you… although I can’t say I envy your position.” He laughs and waddles over to the far wall and hops up on a chair to begin drawing a large, upside down five-pointed star with his finger. As it completes, you see the wall begin to visibly vibrate as smokey purples whisps emanate from the wall. Like rippling water coming to a standstill, you see a portal open to a strange hell-like dimension. There is fire in the background, with dark red brick and black stone all about. In the foreground is a shapely feminine creature, completely nude and with large batlike wings emanating out her back and horns on her head. She licks her lips and eyes Bella up and down. Her long tail whips back and forth, like an excited dog who is about to get a treat. You can’t help but feel a bit of responsibility for Bella’s predicament as she is offered up to this demonic creature, even if you are powerless to do anything about it now.

“This is the succubus?” asks the guy to the imp.

The imp nods, and pushes the girl forward through the portal. She is swept up by the creature, and the guy and imp follow through the portal as well. Before he turns the corner, the imp gives you one last knowing look and a shrug.

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A brunette enters wearing only a red lace bra and g-string. Around her neck, tied in a bow, is a red lace choker. She walks with an air of determination, and behind her slapping her ass hard with a resounding swat is the guy from earlier.

She stands at attention for him, looking straight ahead. You recognise her instantly: Bella, your friend from high school. Wow, you think, she has really changed. Her body is curvaceous and tight, with an ass worth slapping. You thought she was cute before, but today she is ravishing.

“You almost derailed my plans,” says the guy, sternly, looking at you. “It’s a good thing I figured it out before you did… Oh, and thanks for this gem,” he stays, stroking her ass as he licks the side of her face. “Without your phone, I wouldn’t have found her. I think I’ll take her with me to… to…”

“To the underworld,” finishes the imp. “You’ll need to go there in order to make your fortune. You have the book, right?”

The guy pulls it out of a satchel at his side.

“Of course!” he says, “I almost lost it… but that won’t happen again. I’m serious about this, now.”

“Glad to hear it,” says the imp, under his breath. He runs to the other side of the room and begins to draw a large, upside down five-pointed star with his finger. As it completes, you see the wall begin to visibly vibrate as smokey purples whisps emanate from the wall. Like rippling water coming to a standstill, you see a portal open to a strange hell-like dimension. There is fire in the background, with dark red brick and black stone all about. You hear nothing, though. Somehow, the barrier between that plan and this disallows sound to pass through.

You glance over at Bella. She was beautiful as ever, and you knew that somehow you were at least partially responsible for her fate. You sensed that she would be defiled in any number of ways if she walked through that portal, but you were powerless to stop it. Her eyes met yours, for a moment, but they were emotionless. Whatever hold this guy had on her was complete and beyond your ability to break.

Within a few moments, the guy pushed her throw and he followed. The imp turned to you and gave you one last, knowing shrug. You feel as though had you done something different within the last day, the roles might have been reversed. He winks at you, and scampers through the portal never to be seen by you again.

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A tall, blonde woman enters with a short, naked imp riding on her shoulder. She’s gorgeous, well endowed and wearing green lingerie that mimics the outline of a bathing suit while revealing a great deal more. Her breasts press out through the large, bare area in the center of the teddy, barely being concealed on either side. She’s blindfolded, but continues to move forward. The imp seems to be steering her by pulling on her hair and using his large dick to prod her left and right, a bit like riding a horse.

Even without seeing her eyes, you recognize her: Savannah, the girl from high school who had taken up modeling. Her beauty had only increased in the year since he’d last seen her. You attempt to shout out to her, only to remember that you have been inexplicably silenced.

Behind them, the guy from earlier enters and looks at you.

“I know you can’t say anything,” he smiles, “But thank you for leading me to this fine specimen,” pointing to Savannah. “She’s everything I could have wanted, and more! And, she’ll be my ticket to even greater things, isn’t that right, Dim?”

“Of course! I know Azerax. He will like her very much!” says the imp, sliding down Savannah, taking every moment to grope her on the way down. She takes it all in stride, emotionless and compliant. The imp then scurries over to the far wall and begins to draw a large, upside down five-pointed star with his finger. As it completes, you see the wall begin to visibly vibrate as smokey purples whisps emanate from the wall. Like rippling water coming to a standstill, you see a portal open to a strange hell-like dimension. There is fire in the background, with dark red brick and black stone all about. You hear nothing, but as your eyes adjust, you see a large demonic figure slowly come into focus through the hazy smoke.

The creature is large, at least a foot or two taller than most people, with huge wings and naked. His cock pulsates red as he strokes it. He eyes Savannah, impatiently, as one who is very hungry might look upon a meal.

You feel bad, she doesn’t even see what’s coming, and somehow this is at least partially your fault. You wish you could have done something different, and then perhaps you and her would have found yourselves in a better situation. The guy definitely has the upper hand now. All you can do is wait, and watch.

The girl is led through the portal by the guy, who hands her over to the strange creature. He immediately pushes her head down upon his large, throbbing member. You can’t hear anything, but you see her body shiver as she takes it into her mouth. The guy simply watches, amazed, and awaits some kind of reward from the demon creature.

The imp looks over at you, gives a knowing shrug as if to say “better luck next time”. If only there were a next time… Then he follows them through the portal, never to be seen again.

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Through the doorway comes that guy from earlier, with that strange book in one hand. In his other hand, he is holding a golden chain leading to the neck of a tall, beautiful blonde. You recognize her instantly: Savannah! She had grown since you’d last seen her, filling out nicely. Even moreso, she had grown into her model looks. It helped that she was wearing all white lingerie, the sort one wears to impress on their wedding night. Her lacey bra cups barely contain her tits, and her thigh high stockings connect to a white garter belt across her waist. Her whole outfit hugs her slim, shapely figure. She isn’t wearing panties, and you strain your neck to confirm that she’s clean shaven down there. Despite wearing very little, she walks confidently in matching white heels enmeshed with lace.

A naked imp trots in behind them, fairly pleased with his view of the girl’s bare ass. He is the only one that quickly glances over at you, smirks slightly as he shrugs in your direction. You feel no ill will from this creature, only a bit of disappointment and **** indifference.

“You were right,” says the guy to the imp. “I should not have let this book out of my sight. On the bright side, this loser,” he says, referencing you, “Has brought this beauty to my attention.” He stops and pulls Savannah’s chain, which inches her closer to him. She smiles affectionately at him, but as soon as he turns away, you see her smile vanish.

“This is the way, then?” asks the guy to the imp.

“Oh yes,” squeals the imp. “With her, you could strike a great bargain! I know many-a-devil who, upon seeing her…”

As the imp drones on to the guy, Savannah looks over at you for the first time. You see in her eyes an acknowledgement of your past acquaintance followed by a pleading look. She crouches and swipes down with her hand, grabbing a small piece of paper stuffed under her heel, then opens her mouth and begins to whisper strange words…

You feel the room begin to swirl all of a sudden and then stop abruptly. You look down and notice the small piece of paper in your hand. You clench your fist, hiding what you have just been given.

“What was that?” yells the guy.

“I am not certain,” says the imp, with a serious tone. “But I suspect some form of magic. We should make haste - who knows what enemies may lay about.”

Savannah is still standing next to the guy, but her neck chain has fallen across her breasts. The guy notices this and quickly grabs the chain again, dragging her forward to the wall on the other side of the room.

The imp is there, and he hops up on a chair to begin drawing a large, upside down five-pointed star with his finger. As it completes, you see the wall begin to visibly vibrate as smokey purples whisps emanate from the wall. Like rippling water coming to a standstill, you see a portal open to a strange hell-like dimension. There is fire in the background, with dark red brick and black stone all about. You don’t hear anything, though.

As the trio walks through the portal, you glance down at the note in your hand, reading it for the first time:

DRAW PENTAGRAM

You shoot a glance up at Savannah, but she has already been led through the portal. Having passed through and turned the corner, you can no longer hear or see them. You wait for a moment, half expecting one of them to come back through the portal.

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Through the doorway enters the librarian, but in a strikingly sadomasochistic outfit: she’s decked out in black latex with a ball-gag in her mouth. Her hair is done up in a bun, and her hands and arms are tied back. Her large, plump, white ass is barely covered by her leotard-like bodysuit. Her large, voluptuous breasts protrude uncovered and swing from side to side as she gracefully walks into the middle of the room. You can’t help but get hard looking at her, bound and gagged.

An naked imp follows her, swirling around her with a riding crop in hand. He intermittently swings it up, swatting her exposed tits with gusto, taking moments to stop and stroke his uncovered member with delight.

The guy from earlier follows them in with the tome in hand,. He glances over at you.

“Ah yes,” he says, mockingly. “The guy who thought he could take this from me.” He holds the book close to his chest.

You look away, ashamed that you find yourself powerless to do anything about it. You have the urge to curse him out, but you remain inexplicably mute.

The imp takes a moment and scurries to the other side of the room, to the far wall. He hops up on a chair and begins drawing a large, upside down five-pointed star with his finger. As it completes, you see the wall begin to visibly vibrate as smokey purples whisps emanate from the wall. Like rippling water coming to a standstill, you see a portal open to a strange hell-like dimension. There is fire in the background, with dark red brick and black stone all about. You don’t hear anything, though.

The guy grabs the librarian, picking her up in his arms as his mouth engulfs one of her breasts. He begins to suck vigorously and she begins to moan. He carries her through the portal and as they pass through, their noises are abruptly silenced.

The imp looks over at you, shrugging half apologetically for a moment. You feel like had things gone differently, you may have made it off with this weird creature. Before you have a chance to give it another thought, the imp scurries through the portal, never to be seen by you again.

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Through the doorway enters a girl you’ve never seen before, all dressed in a black, gothic lingerie. Her top is simply a harness formed in the shape of an upside-down pentacle, and her bottom is a lace, crochet bikini in the shape of a skull. She has pigtails, plenty of earrings and tattoos in a variety of places, and is doting on someone behind her who has the end of a leash that extends from a spiked choker around her neck.

He walks through, and you recognize the guy from earlier. You want to shout out, to curse him out, but you remain unable to make a sound of any kind.

Behind him, you see an imp — fully naked — following them both, salivating as he stares at the woman leading them toward the other side of the room. You get the feeling that she wants to be here, and that she enjoys all of the eyes on her… even yours.

Once she reaches the other side, the girl turns and looks at the guy and commands, “Make the imp do it. Make him open the door to beyond!” Her eyes sparkle as the guy acquiesces to her demand.

The imp waddles forward, a bit perturbed to be commanded by a human creature, but nevertheless begins to draw a large, upside down five-pointed star with his finger on the far wall. As it completes, you see the wall begin to visibly vibrate as smokey purples whisps emanate from it. Like rippling water coming to a standstill, you see a portal open to a strange hell-like dimension. There is fire in the background, with dark red brick and black stone all about. You hear nothing, though.

Without being bidden, the girl excitedly steps through the portal, pulling on her leash and forcing the guy to stumble on after her. The imp simply turns to you, winks, and hops through himself. You don’t know what to make of it all, but you feel as though the whole ordeal was a missed opportunity.

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And then, in an instant, the portal closes and you are all alone again. You wait as the minutes turn into hours, then days and weeks. Your body remains in stasis, but your mind cannot help but think of the horrors you’ve seen and the sorrowful predicament you find yourself in.{if text1-read = true} You think about Bella and her beautiful doe eyes.{endif} {if text2-read = true} You think about Savannah, and her blonde bombshell physique..{endif}{if text1-read = false}{if text2-read = false} You think about that girl you saw — the last mortal soul you may come across. You didn’t know her, but you wish you could have done something other than stare impotently.{endif}{endif} Who knows if anyone will venture down here. If they do, you’ll be here… waiting. Though it doesn’t make much sense to you, you’ll have quite a story to tell.

THE END

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