Skorpion gets a visit.

When the demon switched on the power to Skorpion's chair two things happened. The first was that the butt plug began to gently vibrate causing a pleasent tingle to spread through Skorpion's ass. The second was that a picture of a female demon dressed in one of Hell Inc.'s ubiquitous black suits appeared. Skorpion had heard a little of the technological improvements that had been made and vaguely recalled that the head of earth's largest software firm had traded his companies most advanced product in return for Hell inc. making him the richest man on earth. Somehow, Skorpion didn't understand the details herself, the dome covering her head transmitted sight, sound and even smell directly into her brain. This had a huge advantage over the old method of simply chaining clients up and having demons perform sex acts live in front of them. Nothing the client did could interrupt.

"Welcome to hell," The demoness said. "currently you are in the hall of masturbation. Here you will atone for the sin of onanism, in laymans terms wanking. For each act of masturbation in your recently terminated life you will spend one day watching your wildest sexual fantasies."

The demoness paused at this point and smiled revealing shark like teeth. "At first this may not seem to be a torment, but as the hours become days and the days stretch into weeks with no way to relieve your sexual desire, rest assured you will suffer."

Skorpion knew well enough how the system worked, most clients would spend months or even years in their chairs. By the time they were released their sexual desire would be so unquenched that they would willingly indulge in any depravity Hell inc. could devise.

The picture of the demoness faded and was replaced by scenes of a dominatrix looking uncannily like Skorpion fulfilling herself in everyway imaginable with a sucession of well hung men.....

Time crawled by slowly for Skorpion in the chair. She had no way to gauge how long she had spent here so far. She could feel the sweat pouring off her body as she writhed and twisted in her seat. Her nipples were rock hard and ached to be touched. Her drooling pussy was stretched wide open, the lips and clitoris engorged and ****. The gentle pulse of the anal plug was maddening, making her wish for the hardest most brutal buggering she could imagine.

The scene in her head at the moment was of two asian women tied up bukakke style being fisted by a petite blonde woman. Suddenly the picture disappeared.

"Hello sister." This voice Skorpion knew straight away wasn't in her head. Someone was here with her.

"I am here to help you." The soft voice, female, told her.

Skorpion felt slender fingers push into her soaking cunt and she moaned into her gag with pleasure as she came for a first time. Three then four fingers pushed into her sodden twat and then a whole fist. The fist began to thrust in and out and Skorpion felt her pent up sexual tension explode as she came again, her pussy spasming round the fist.

"Remember sister, we love you." The voice said as the hand slid out of her.

Skorpion breathed deeply, the warm glow of orgasm relaxing her. The BoL had made contact and she felt certain that they would return.