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Chapter 16 by dr_wankenstein dr_wankenstein

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Later, in Hell

The boys from Heaven had come down to laugh at them again. Each one had his own private estate with a thousand shamefaced girl-slaves to serve their every whim, but they still sometimes liked to go on a chariot ride across the plains of Gehenna and scope out the general population.

It really wasn't fair, thought Bonnie, that all men went to Heaven and all women went to Hell. The Devil had explained it to her, something about Eve and nakedness and original sin, but she still didn't think it added up. And it really wasn't fair that they had to be the men's slaves in the afterlife.

She tensed herself, preparing for battle. Hell was dotted with thousands of little city-states, each more perverted than the last, and the twisted overlords who ruled over these demonic fiefdoms loved nothing more than to make war on each other. She and Susie had been drafted into the legions of Slobrogar, the Pinch-Brute, just after they'd arrived.

How long had it been? Years, now? She remembered her first battle, knee-deep in the cum swamps, red sky crackling with thunder as hundreds of nude, sticky women rubbed each other's faces in the goo. Then a strike **** of winged tentacle beasts, arriving from the sky... the losers carted back to the horny fortress of Azgolax, the Fondler from Beyond...

She whimpered at the thought, as fresh as if it were yesterday. In Hell, the memory of shame never left you. All the degradations, all the pinching and probing and cold slimy things up your bottom, the pussy-teasing and nipple-tweaking and being spanked naked in front of laughing boys until you cried, building up and up and never letting go...

"Hey," said an imp, appearing behind her. "You're cute!" And he smacked her bottom. Bonnie yelped and shrieked and tried to catch him, but tripped over her own feet and wound up landing in a grope-bush. Its feathery vines wrapped around her wrists and ankles, pinning her down as the imp whipped out his combat hairbrush.

Losing this early meant forfeits, of course. It wasn't much fun in Hell. Unless of course you liked that sort of thing.

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