Screams of Pain and Pleasure

From the moment you step inside you begin to hear screams. You try to find where they’re coming from. They grow louder as you walk down the hall.

You peer into a room. People are manacled to the wall. All manner of **** devices fill the room. Several leather clad demons both male and female are busy whipping and torturing souls. The nearest demon is red skinned with raven hair. She wears a leather corset that makes her waist look waspishly small. Latex tights make her legs shiny and black all the way down to cloven hooves.

She whips a twenty something blonde. She whimpers in pain, but seems to anxiously wait for the next blow.

The dungeon itself has largely empty stadium seating. The whole scene is both arousing and disturbing.

You reach out feeling for the presence of Mia or Tanya. They aren’t there. You feel them deeper in the castle.

You continue on inside. The few demons that pass you pay you no mind.

You reach another room with a central podium. A sexy red head in manacles stands in the center. An auctioneer begins speaking.

“Five soul coins! The bidding begins at five soul coins! This little tart was broken locally in the pit! She’ll obey any command.”

The girl thrusts out her breasts and sucks on a finger.

“We have five do I hear six? Six, do I hear seven?”

She bends over showing off her sexy round ass.

“Eight. Do I hear ten?”

You feel a hand on your shoulder. You jump.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”

His voice is deep and sexy. His hands are smooth and somehow you know he’s pleasured a great many women.

“Sold for seventeen soul coins!”

“Bad deal. That one won’t stay human for more than a hundred years.”

You turn to him. He has dark hair and eyes so dark they are nearly black. His suit is expensive pin striped silk. His smiles and his eyes twinkle mischievously.

“You seem new. Can I show you around?”

His voice is smooth and confident. He expects you to say yes.