By Bernie

Author's note: This story takes place slightly before the events of Demon Mother 1.

"Really now Abbey." quipped Sydney Savage as she loaded her gun.  "You think this will work?"

"Positive.  We sneak in, grab the girl, out before they notice." Abbey Chase replied as she drove the jeep, her short blond locks whipping with the wind.

"Isn't that the way all our plans work out to essentially?" sighed Sydney as she leaned back in her seat, the leather of her skin-tight bodysuit squeaking as she shifted.

"Yeah, and they always work don't they?"

"Yes." acknowledged Sydney hesitantly.  She combed her hands through her thick, long black hair as it flailed wildly with their vehicle's speed.  "But I've got a bad feeling in my gut.  This place is supposed to be..."

"Oh, you don't believe that whole thing about it being haunted do you?"

"No.  Not that.  I heard the owner is..."

"His name's Sebastien." Abbey interrupted.  "According to our contact, he's holding someone dear to her against her will.  That's all we really have, and all we really need.  You did study her picture right?"

"Yeah, of course mate.  Isn't his place supposed to be heavily guarded?"

"Aren't they all?  We're in the business of sneaking into heavily guarded places.  If nobody used heavy security, you and I wouldn't exactly have jobs."

"Guess you're right."

"We're here." Abbey said, stopping the jeep at the gates.  An armed guard approached the vehicle and looked inside, his hands ready on the trigger of his gun.

"Who are you?" the guard asked in a husky voice.  "What is your business here?"

"Heard this place was an exotic getaway club, thought me and my friend here could get us some action." Abbey replied.

The guard paused, and spoke into his radio for a few moments before returning his attention back to the girls.  "Uhh...we can't let you in.  Reservations only."

Abbey produced a thick wad of bills and flashed them in front of the guard.  "Want to check again?" she asked with a grin.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you do have a reservation.  Go right ahead." the guard said as he stepped back and opened the gate.

"Thanks." Abbey said with a hearty grin.  "Underpaid grunts." she muttered to Sydney.  "Show a wad of bills, they'll move a mountain for you."

Abbey pulled the jeep up to the front entrance where a valet greeted them.  Abbey handed him the keys and received a claim ticket from the boy before he drove the car off.  Sydney jogged up to Aspen, who stood waiting for her at the top of a few steps that led to large doors of the mansion.  The Australian woman had a gym bag slung around her right shoulder and another bag of similar style in her free hand.  She tossed that bag to Abbey, who caught it and carried it into the house.

The two entered a grand foyer, with marble floors and double staircases that led upstairs.  Lavish decorations and lighting fixtures were scattered about in an attractive layout, both women thought it was one of the most beautiful houses they had ever seen.

"Welcome to the Hellfire club." said an attractive woman in a skimpy maid outfit.  Abbey turned and faced her.

"Hi." she replied warmly.

"How may we pleasure you?" the greeter asked with a perky smile.

Sydney answered by wrapping an arm around Abbey and said, "Me and my lover here would like a room.  Private of course."

"Oh right away.  Will you be requiring anything?"

"No.  We've got all we need." replied Sydney in a seductive low tone, gesturing towards the gym bags she and Abbey carried.

"Alright then.  Follow me."

The young girl led them through a long hallway where she unlocked a polished wooden door at the end.  She allowed Abbey and Sydney to enter before she departed.  "By the way," she said before leaving, "if you need anything, anything at all, we are here to pleasure you."

"Thanks a lot.  Bye." Sydney said warmly as she closed the door.

"Lover?  Sydney I think you enjoyed that too much." Abbey smirked as she put her bag down.

"I'm just teasin' Abbey.  No harm done."

Abbey leaned a hand on her round hip and sighed.  "I swear, Sydney."

"Come on mate.  We've got a job to do remember?" said Sydney as she unzipped the gym bag and pulled out a roll of paper.  She unravelled it on the bed and revealed it to be a blueprint of the mansion.

"Okay, we're here." said Sydney, pointing to a small area on the map.  Abbey stepped up to view it over Sydney's shoulder.  "We have no idea where this girl is. And this is a big big mansion.  Any ideas?"

"The girl is probably not being held in one of the 'guest' rooms." said Abbey, tracing a line on the map with her finger.  "So that eliminates a lot of rooms.  So, it means she might be held in one of these really large rooms upstairs.  Apparently these ones are reserved for certain members.  That would certainly be a good place if you want to hold a girl you don't want to be found."

"Right.  So, how do we find out which one?"

"Only way I know how.  I say we split up, check out each room.  Report back here when you're done."

***

"This is security.  I just spotted something unusual on the security camera in room 153." the security guard said into the phone.

"I saw it.  Don't worry about it.  I'll take care of it." said the low voice on the other end.

***

Abbey Chase cautiously walked through the hallway, trying her best not to appear too suspicious.  She cursed the fact she was unable to unholster her gun without attracting a lot of unwanted attention.  Currently, her weapon was concealed on the inside of the leather jacket she wore.  She looked up at the number on a door she had passed, and saw it was one of the suspected rooms.  She looked around, and saw the hallway was vacant.  She slipped her right hand into her jacket and gripped the handle of her gun.  Abbey put her ear to the door and heard a soft, female moan coming from within.  That was enough to pique her interest.  She carefully turned the doorknob, trying her best to muffle the click of the door latch.  She opened the door a crack, and saw a woman lying naked on an ornate bed. Abbey could not see her face, and slowly opened the door more to crane her neck further inside.

A sudden force struck Abbey from behind and knocked the girl inside.  She rolled off the ground and onto her feet, pointing her gun at whatever or whoever had bowled her over.  She was greeted by a tall, smiling man with a dark suit and slicked back, black hair.

"Who are you?" the man asked in a calm voice.

"I'm the one pointing the gun.  So I ask questions.  Where is Caitlin Fairchild?"

After a brief pause, the man replied, "Downstairs.  Would you like me to take you there?"

"Yes.  And no funny stuff or I'll blow your brains out."

"Certainly.  No funny stuff.  By the way, I've never properly introduced myself.  My name is Sebastien."

Sebastien walked down the hall and led Abbey down a flight of stairs, the blond woman keeping her gun trained on his head at all times.  He opened a door at the bottom and invited Abbey to enter.  The blond refused his invitation and insisted he lead, waving her gun at his head.  He sighed and went ahead, Abbey went right after him.  Abbey was shocked at the sight before her, rows of cages lined the walls, almost all of them filled with young, naked women.  The strong scent of perspiration and cum permeated the air, and the quiet sounds of moaning filled her ears.  In that moment of shock, of disbelief that such acts were comitted, she lowered her gun.

The dark man quickly lashed out and with a powerful swipe knocked the gun out of Abbey's hand.  Abbey could barely react to what happened when she felt his fist smash against her jaw, sending her backward.  She had barely hit the ground when Sebastien had grasped her throat and slammed her against a cage.  The devil punched her a few times in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her while tightening his grip on her neck.  Abbey began coughing as she felt her lungs running out of air, Sebastien's continuous rain of blows had knocked the strength out of her.  Just as Abbey felt the last of the air escape her lungs, Sebastien loosened his fingers just enough that was able to breath again.

Abbey laid limp against the cage, Sebastien's grip like a vice around her tender throat.  She looked up weakly at him and saw a demonic red glow in his eyes.  It was then she knew he wasn't human.

Sebastien turned her around so her face stared into the cage behind her, which was empty.  She felt Sebastien's free hand touch the small of her back, caressing her sides and moving to her bare navel.  She tried to beg him to stop, but her skin tingled as he ran his fingers along it.  He caressed her tight abdomen and teased the sensitive flesh around her bellybutton, causing her to moan slightly.

She felt the dark man whisper into her ear.  "Who are you?" he asked, his words echoeing through her mind.

"Abbey Chase." she replied instantly, her voice hollow and cold as if she was hypnotized.

Sebastien smiled, and moved his hand to fondle her through her latex pants.  "Abbey.  I sense your desires."

"No...stop it..." she begged, her body shivering with fear and revulsion.

"Yes.  I can tell, you have a partner.  What is her name?"

"Sydney.  Sydney Savage."

"Isn't she beautiful?"

"Yes.  She is."

"Don't you want to fuck her?"

"Yes...I mean no!  No!"

"Oh yes.  I can tell you do." Sebastien insisted, his hand moving to massage her cunt.  Abbey moaned, his hard, pinching motions like fire on her vagina, even through her panties and latex pants.  She felt warm juices flow out of her cunt, drenching her panties and collecting inside her clothing.  She felt excess juice trickle down her thighs, and her nipples began to throb beneath her cropped t-shirt.  Soft, sensual moans escaped her pouty lips, and she licked the bars of the cages before her.  Her hands, shaking with lust, gripped the the bars while her body leaned against Sebastien.

"Sydney is like this." whispered Sebastien.  "She can make you wet like this."

"No.  Sydney...Sydney isn't...like that." replied Abbey, finding her resistance fading under Sebastien's suggestive power.

"She can make you cum.  She can sate you.  She is all you need."

"No.  N..." Abbey was suddenly speechless, unable to voice her resistance.

Sebastien let go of her neck, red marks where his fingers had squeezed were visible on her flesh.  She gasped as her newly opened trachea allowed her to breath freely.  Sebastien put his hands on her round hips, and slowly began to sway them from side to side in a sensual dance.  Abbey knew his grip was weak, but she could not gather the strength to run.  She tried and tried, but the act was not in her.

Sebastien ran his fingers along the inside of her pants, lowering them slowly.  Her black g-string panties were sticky with her juices, the air bit coldly into her drenched skin.  The dark man slowly peeled her pants down to her knees, and with equal patience, removed her panties off her quivering pelvis.  He inhaled in her strong, musky scent for a moment before dropping his trousers.

"No...please.  Let me go..." Abbey begged as she felt his meat brush against her softly.

"But you'll like this.  I promise." assured Sebastien, licking her nape slowly.  He removed her jacket and raised her t-shirt over her head.  He then unclasped her white bra, tugging the cups aside so he could fill his palms with her soft, warm tits.  Abbey shuddered, gripping the bars tighter and inadvertantly grinding her ass against Sebastien's stiffening prick. Sebastien moved his right hand down her clenched belly to her wet sex, and caressed her swollen labia.  Abbey moaned deeply as Sebastien pinched her left nipple and pleasured her clitoris, the dual raptures on her body bringing her closer to nirvana.

Sebastien quickly turned her around, pressing her back against the bars.  He positioned his cock in front of Abbey's dripping pussy, already moist from his molestations.  Sebastien waiting for a moment to relish in the expression on her beautiful face.  Her eyes shined with resistance, while her quivering lips seemed to beg him to take her.  It was the devil's favorite expression on a woman, he knew it was the moment right before seduction.  Sebastien placed his hands over Abbey's curvaceous hips, raising them slightly as he rammed his cock into the naked woman's vagina.  Abbey moaned harshly, biting her lip as she felt Sebastien's meat slide into her belly.  Sebastien pumped madly against Abbey, slamming his hips against her's.  Abbey screamed as he increased his tempo, rocking her body against the bars.  Her legs folded against Sebastien's thighs, and she wrapped her arms around Sebastien's thick neck.  Her hips began working in tandem to Sebastien's, thrusting in reaction to his every push.  Finally, Abbey let herself go and let her weight fall upon Sebastien, her soft tits pressing against his chest while kissed the devil's lips.  The sensation of submission was indescribable, the young woman felt an explosion of lust flow through her.  The two lovers kissed wildly, their tongues caressing as their crotches fused together.  Abbey's moans got louder, until she finally screamed with release as her orgasm rocked across her cunt and belly. Sebastien groaned as he released his cream into her slick vagina.

Abbey arched her back and spasmed wildly as she felt the incredible warmth of Sebastien's seed flood her womb.  Scream after scream of sweet ecstacy echoed through the room, until she was finally exhausted and leaned against her captor.

"Did you like it?" the devil asked, rubbing her flushed left cheek.

"Yes!" Abbey moaned.

An evil smile formed across the devil's lips, and experimentally he whispered into her right ear.  "Sydney Savage..."

Abby replied by moaning, her body relaxing and her tongue raking across her lips savoringly.  Her actions along were enough to convince Sebastien that part one of his plan was complete.

***

Sydney slinked through the shadows, her black leather bodysuit letting her blend in.  A gun stood loaded and ready in her right hand while a long, brown leather whip sat on her round left hip.  She craned her neck around a corner to confirm if there were any guards.  In her moment concentration she did not notice the wall behind her began to ooze.  The voluptuous Australian had heard a strange sticky noise, but it was too late.  Her right hand was swallowed up by the wall, followed by the other.  Sydney tried to break free, but to no avail.  Already her wrists had been embedded in the wall, and now her buttocks and head were being consumed.  Continuing to resist despite the seemingly futile chances of escape, she screamed as the ooze swallowed her whole.

Sydney woke up to discover her wrists were bound above her head by biting, leather manacles.  The room she was in was dark, and cold.  Only a pale light shined above Sydney, reflecting off her leather clothing.  Eerie silence echoed through her ears, and the girl jumped as she heard them.  The footsteps, clicking against the grey bricks of the floor.

"Sydney I presume?" said a low voice from the darkness.

"Show yourself you fuck." demanded Sydney as she wriggled in her bonds.

"Oh alright." the voice complied.  "My name is Sebastien."  The tall dark man entered the dim light, his black suit seeming to absorb the illumination.

"Are you going to whip me?  Is that it you twisted bastard?" asked Sydney sarcastically.

"Clever girl." replied Sebastien.  "You even provided me with a necessary tool."  The devil smiled as he raised Sydney's whip.

"Oh shit." Sydney whispered.

"Such a beautiful girl." observed Sebastien as he cupped her chin.  "Dressing in tight leather, carrying a whip.  Are you saying you don't want people to look at you and wish to fuck you?"

"Uh, yeah." replied Sydney.

Sebastien suddenly lunged at her ear, making her gasp.  The devil stopped less than an inch away and whispered, "I know Abbey wants to fuck you."

"What?  What have you done to her?!!"

"Nothing much.  Just made her realize a little truth.  She wants to fuck you, and you want to fuck her."

"No!!"

"Yes." Sebastien slowly whispered, slowly pulling away.  The devil placed his hand on Sydney's neck, and grasped the zipper of her bodysuit.  He slowly opened the garment, revealing her massive, quivering tits.  He put his hand inside, making Sydney shudder as he fondled her flesh.

"Your tits are almost as good as Abbey's.  I guess you'd know all about that right?"

"No." moaned Sydney, her flesh growing hot.  "Me and Abbey never...we never..."

"Ah, but I know you wanted to didn't you?"  the devil said as his hand disappeared into her suit, moving down to her snatch.

"Abbey also has a nice, tight cunt.  It feels so good when you fuck it." said Sebastien as he massaged her clit.

"No.  Stop it.  Please." begged Sydney.

"That's exactly what Abbey said."

The devil stepped back and raised the whip in his hands.  "But unlike her, I'll listen to you."

"You raped her!  I'll kill you!!!" yelled Sydney, trying again to struggle in her bonds.

Sebastien merely replied by snapping the whip in the crevice between her tits.  Sydney screamed, and before she could even recover, the bruise was crossed with another leather kiss.  Sebastien lashed her repeatedly, catching her almost every time between her tits.  Her breasts pumped as she tried to breathe, her body hung limp in her bonds as pain flared in her chest.  Sebastien walked behind Sydney, admiring her defeated pose.  He surprised her by whipping her across the ass, making her grunt loudly.  The pain was excruciating even through the leather suit.  Sebastien struck Sydney's ass again and again, making her tight buttocks throb with pain.  Tears of agony fell down Sydney's flushed cheeks, but to her surprise, she felt a feeling of wetness in her crotch.

Sebastien undid Sydney's manacles and let her fell to the floor in a heap.  He removed her leather bodysuit, leaving her naked.  The fact that she was naked did not even register in her pain-clouded mind when Sebastien raised her up, and re-fastened her wrists in the manacles.  Sebastien licked her smooth shoulders, moving to her left armpit while caressing her swollen buttocks.

"Say you love it whore." demanded Sebastien, cupping Sydney's warm right breast.

"No...no..." the Australian panted, sweat dripping from her long, black hair.

Sebastien smiled, and pulled back on Sydney's wet hair.  "I love it when they say that." he whispered before kissing her hard on the mouth.

Sydney gasped through the devil's powerful kiss.  His tongue ravaged her own, making her moan in pleasure.  The Australian began to twitch in her bonds when Sebastien pulled out and resumed whipping her.  He lashed across her spine, making her scream over and over as he continually adorned her back with harsh leather kisses.

Sebastien whipped her until he could smell it, the scent of her arousal.  As she laid limp in her bonds, Sebastien moved to stand in front of her.  He took Sydney's dripping left breast and sucked on the erect nipple, his teeth scratching her skin while his tongue flicked over the little knob.  Sydney moaned, drool flowing out of her mouth, her pussy beginning to burn with arousal.  Sebastien extended his attentions to her other tit, then to the bruises between her fleshy mounds.  Sydney moaned with pain and pleasure, her body thrusting weakly towards her tormentor.  Her lips slack and open, Sebastien entered her mouth with a long, posessive kiss that was passionate enough to make her pussy release stream of juices.

"Please fuck me." Sydney moaned, her eyes filled with needful tears.

"Admit one thing.  Do you like Abbey?"

"Abbey.  I love Abbey."

"What do you want to do to Abbey?"

Sydney moaned as she contemplated.  "I want to suck her tits.  I want to take her pussy in my mouth.  I want to kiss that whore.  I want her to drink my juices.  I want to fuck that slut."

"You're a horny bitch." smiled Sebastien as he knelt in front of her.  "You've earned this."  Sebastien slowly removed her drenched, sticky panties, taking a moment to admire and inhale her dark-haired snatch, already shimmering with juices.

Sydney writhed with anticipation, the few seconds that passed seemed like an eternity for the naked woman.  She gasped hoarsely as she felt the impact of Sebastien's mouth on her pussy.  The devil sucked greedily between her legs, his long, demonic tongue slithering up her fucktunnel like a snake.

"Ahh...yes...deeper...oh god...deeeper!" Sydney begged, her body rocking as she thrust her hips against Sebastien's face.  Sydney threw her head back repeatedly as rapture snapped through her body in massive spikes, throwing her long hair into a wild frenzy.  Her tits bobbed freely in unison, her nipples erect and aching with need.  Sebastien placed his hands on her graceful hips, pulling his captive farther down on his tongue.  A crescendo of moans escaping her lips, Sydney felt her insides tightening around Sebastien's tongue.  Sydney groaned sharply, closing her eyes as an orgasm exploded over her body, taking the air from her lungs. Sebastien remained stationed below her, sucking the honey that oozed from Sydney's pussy.

"Hhh..." she moaned repeatedly, her last vestiges of resistance leaking away like the cream from her slit.  Her mouth slack and her eyes squeezed shut, she panted to her tormentor, "Feels so good...so good."

***

Abbey Chase awakened slowly, her vision initially fuzzy and dark, but slowly improving.  She was surprised she had her clothes on, having remembered Sebastien's seduction.  Immediately she could tell she was inside a cage, and soon afterwards saw that in the opposite corner, there was Sydney Savage, her shapely, leather coated body curled up and slumbering peacefully.

"Sydney!" called Abbey, dashing to her partner's side.

Sydney woke up at the sound of her name, putting a hand to her head as she shook off the fog that filled her mind.

"Abbey?  That you?"

"Yes.  Sydney, I'm glad you're...you're..." said Abbey, suddenly stuttering her words.  The feelings of concern for her partner suddenly were transformed into strong, intense feelings of, lust.  Her eyes fixated on her partner's leather-encased tits, and the small zipper that kept them confined.  Her breaths became gasps and her skin grew hot, Abbey tried to control it but she felt the feelings surging in her loins and brain at an indescribable pace.  Her knees began shaking and her balance became weak as heat built up between her legs.

Sydney was about to ask her partner what the problem was, but she too felt it.  The overwhelming sense of lust, the hunger.  Something in both their minds seemed to whisper, "Fuck her," over and over and over.  The two beautiful women gawked at each other lewdly, admiring each other's curvaceous bodies.  Both women's lips were quivering as they finally felt the breaking point in unison, their cunts had both spilled juices.  They dove upon each other and kissed on the lips, a ferocious, passionate embrace followed as they rolled on the floor.  Sydney stood up for a moment and quickly shrugged off her leather suit, tossing it away and diving her naked form onto Abbey.  The Australian ripped open Abbey's thin white t-shirt, and began to hungrily feast on her partner's luscious tits.  Abbey groaned as Sydney gently bit into her left nipple and sucked relentlessly on the small knob.  They raised themselves to their knees and embraced each other, their hands roving and fondling their bodies.

"Kiss me." Abbey commanded as she squeezed Sydney's buxom left breast.

Sydney opened her mouth obediently, leaning forward so Abbey could suck on her moist lips.  Abbey probed Sydney's hot mouth while her hands fondled the submissive woman's luscious tits.  The two naked women continued fondling and kissing each other, Abbey leaned back, moaning while Sydney sucked on her tits again, the Australian wetly working over the blonde's gorgeous bosom.

Sydney caressed Abbey's smooth stomach with her tongue, licking the hot flesh with relish.  Abbey lifted Sydney's head and licked up her neck, gently biting into the young woman's sweaty skin.

"FUCK ME SYDNEY!" the blond haired woman pleaded.

Sydney forced her lover on her back, and slowly licked her way down to Abbey's golden pussy mound.  Abbey licked her lips alluringly and moaned in anticipation, spreading her thighs apart to accomodate Sydney.  Sydney stroked her lover's smooth legs, licking them from the knees and crawling towards her dripping cunt. The Australian slowly licked and caressed Abbey's velvety inner thighs, the blonde closed her eyes in bliss and her mouth parted with soft moans.  The dark haired woman pried Abbey's labia apart, until her clenching fuckhole was spread wide open before her.  Abbey moaned, her eyes shut harder as her hands fondled her massive tits needfully.  Sydney put her lips on Abbey's labia, kissing it gently at first before quickly slipping her tongue into the folds.  Abbey gasped, instantly bucking her hips to impale herself onto Sydney's probe.  Sydney poked and prodded on the smouldering insides of Abbey's cunt, caressing the slick walls of her fucktunnel and coating them with saliva.  Abbey shivered constantly, feeling the slimy muscle slither deeper into her womb.  Her body quaked as she orgasmed, a torrent of pussy juices spewing into Sydney's mouth.  Abbey shuddered in bliss, the sucking sensations on her throbbing labia already brewing another climax within her.

"OH GOD!!!  NEVER STOP FUCKING ME!!!" the blond haired woman screamed.

"Shut up bitch." demanded Sydney.  "Less talk, more fuck."

As the two women continued their ferocious love making, Sebastien stepped in, one of his servants loyally behind him.  "And now," he explained, "the final test."  The demon man unlocked the cage door with his magic and let it swing open with a loud creaking noise.  The lovers within looked up, and saw the newly opened portal to freedom.  They looked at it with wide eyes, as if puzzled as to why the cage was now open.  Sydney slowly got off her lover and picked up her discarded leather suit, while Abbey picked up her pants and boots.  They stood in front of the door for a while, their minds pondering the situation in silence.  Finally, they threw their clothes out the door, and Sydney closed it, locking it firmly in place.  Abbey put a hand on Sydney's chin as she did so, and as the door closed with a loud click, they continued their frenzied passion.  Both women felt their inhibitions fade away more and more with every pussy-melting climax.  Infinite lust filled their brains, oozing from their pores.  Nothing else mattered but the mind-numbing pleasure of the flesh.

"Ahh...aren't they a great couple?" Sebastien asked insincerely.

"Sir.  What shall we do with them?"

"Leave them in the cage.  I say it's like a fish tank, relaxing to watch." the devil said with a smile.  "Are the cameras set up?"

"Yes sir.  You can watch them anytime you like."

"Perhaps we should charge people by the hour." he smiled.

After pausing for a few more moments to admire his new prizes ravaging each other, he turned to his henchman.  "And now to take care of the person who hired them."  the devil said as he produced a cell phone from his jacket pocket.  He stepped out of the cage room to avoid the girl's moans from being heard, and dialed a number he got out of Abbey Chase.

"Hello." a female voice greeted on the other end.

"Hello, this is Abbey Chase." said Sebastien, his low demonic voice now sounding like Abbey's soft, feminine one.  "We were hired by you to find your sister."

"Oh yes.  Did you find her?"

"Yes Ms. Spaulding.  We did.  In fact, if you look outside, we've prepared a limo for you."

Sebastien heard a brief pause followed by footsteps on the other end.

"Hey.  I see it.  Wow."

"Yes.  Go inside it now and it will take you to the airport.  The driver will have your ticket for a private plane that will bring you to Caitlin.  We'll be waiting too."

"Thank you so much Ms. Chase.  I'll be there shortly."

"Thank you Ms. Spaulding."

"Please, call me Roxy."

"Alright, Roxy.  Bye."

***

Roxy Spaulding fidgeted in her seat, combing her fingers through her short raven-black hair and straightening the pink streaks in the front.  Her young, lithe body was clad in short, latex shorts and a red handkerchief top.  She sweated despite the skimpy attire in the heat of the desert she had been driving through.  Roxy looked on as the limo driver gave a security pass to an armed guard, his rifle standing ready the entire time.  The intensity of the security made Roxy cautious.

"What kind of place is this?" Roxy asked the driver, who had been less than cooperative the entire trip.  The burly man gave her no reply and pulled up to the front, where he got out and opened the door for her.

"Uh, thanks." replied Roxy as she got out.  She looked up at the mansion looming before her.  It was enormous, but it radiated a strange feeling that Roxy could only identify as creepy.  The limo behind drove away suddenly, startling her.  She realized she had nowhere else to go, so she walked up to the house.  Before she could even reach for the doorknob, the massive double doors opened, and a tall man dressed in dark clothes greeted her.

"Greetings." the man said with a smile, extending his hand.  "My name is Sebastien.  Are you Ms. Spaulding?"

"Uh, yes." Roxy said warily.  She took the man's hand.  His grip was hard, almost painfully so.  Her small, feminine hand was dwarfed by his, and shaken violently.

"You are here for Caitlin Fairchild right?"

"Yes.  She's my sister.  Half-sister actually, but whatever.  She's been missing for a while and..."

"Yes, yes I know." Sebastien interrupted.

"Hey, wait a minute.  Where are Abbey and Sydney?" Roxy asked.

"They're inside.  I'm a friend of theirs.  They merely needed a place to stay for a while so I accomodated them.  I love having guests over.  Won't you come in?"

"I really don't have time thanks.  May I please see Caitlin?"

"Certainly." the devil said with a grin.

The devil allowed Roxy to walk past him and he put his arm around her slender waist, sending chills up Roxy's spine.  The young girl decided not to cause a scene and allowed him to lead her up a flight of stairs, down a long hallway to a massive set of double wooden doors.  Sebastien opened them and almost pushed Roxy inside.  She felt a strange burning sensation as he touched the small of her back, but she decided it was nothing to raise.

Inside, Roxy saw instruments of sexual torture she had only seen in movies.  Racks, chains, manacles were everywhere, making her shudder.  "Uh, where is Caitlin?" she asked warily.

She was answered with a strong punch in the back, knocking her over.  The young girl tried to use her superpowers, the ability to alter gravity, but before she could gather enough concentration, Sebastien struck her again, this time in the face.  He picked her up by the throat and squeezed tightly, the young girl wheezing in his grasp while her feet dangled above the ground.  She tried to dislodge his fingers from her throat, but her slender hands were no match for his.

Sebastien walked over with his prize to set of manacles dangling from the ceiling.  Strange, blue glowing stones were embedded into the metal cuffs, which fit tightly over the young girl's slender wrists.  Roxy tried to focus her powers, but the strange energies that the stones radiated negated the effects she had on the gravity. Sebastien backed away, taking a moment to activate a video camera on a tripod sitting nearby.  He circled his prisoner, admiring her slim body as it wriggled in its bonds.

"You young women always dress so trashy these days." observed Sebastien as he drank in her young beauty, accentuated by the amount of flesh her attire left bare.  He put a hand on her handkerchief top, which had only a square of fabric covering her breasts.  "I love it." he said as he yanked it off.

Sebastien ripped off Roxy's rubber shorts, the sound of the material's rips filling the young girl's ears.  White panties were all that adorned Roxy's lovely form, the girl trembled with shame and fear as the smiling devil stood before her.

"Please...don't..." she begged, even though she knew it was a futile gesture.

Sebastien smiled as he heard her weak cries, the tears shimmering off her cheeks only further aroused the dark man.  He walked over to a rack on the wall and pulled out a short whip.  Roxy whimpered with fear as she saw the devil return with the instrument of pain in his hands, and an evil look in his eyes.  Sebastien moved behind Roxy and slapped the weapon into his palm, the sound of the whip slicing through the air giving her a jolt of fear.  Revelling in the power he had, the devil slashed over Roxy's smooth, pale skin.  Roxy screamed as the whip lacerated into her flesh, her nerves ablaze with pain and her muscles spasming helplessly as Sebastien whipped her back and ass repeatedly.  A growing number of bright red lashes marred the young girl's flesh, she soon hung limp in her manacles, panting and gasping desperately for air.

The devil walked in front of Roxy, casually swinging his whip.  He looked down at his exhausted prisoner, her tits heaving as she pumped her lungs in efforts to breathe.  He slipped the whip under her sticky panties and in between her swollen pussy lips, causing her to gasp.  He sawed it back and forth over her genitals, the leather weapon shining with her juices.  Sebastien took the whip to his nose and inhaled, relishing in her rich, cunt scent.  He put the leather on Roxy's quivering mouth, running it slowly along her lips.

"Kiss it." he commanded.  Roxy reluctantly obeyed, and gently kissed the hard, leather instrument.

"You like it don't you?" the devil asked before lashing her across the stomach.  A small yelp escaped from the exhausted girl.

"Scream louder." Sebastien insisted, the devil lashing upwards to smack her between her legs.  An ear-piercing scream escaped Roxy's lips, her back arching while her pelvis trembled with incredible agony.  The sounds of the young girl's screams were like beautiful music to the devil, and he lashed the inside of her thighs to invoke more.  Roxy shook violently with each welt, her pussy growing hot despite herself.  Her tits jiggled with every painful smack, her white panties growing moist with her juices as her body betrayed her with feelings of arousal.  Roxy continued to scream.  Despite lacking the energy to breath, she was somehow able to draw enough strength to fill Sebastien's ears with the echoing symphony of her suffering.

"Encore." he said with a grin as he raised the whip again.

***

Roxanne did not remember falling asleep.  All she knew was that she had either fallen asleep or collapsed from sexual exhaustion.  Either way, she found herself inside a cage, still naked and sticky from Sebastien's rape.  She looked around and saw a tall, redheaded woman staring at her in the opposite corner.

"Caitlin?  Is that you?" Roxanne asked.

Caitlin only stared back at her with lust-glazed eyes, all memories of Roxy being her sister had long been washed away from the countless orgasms.  The tall girl said nothing as she crawled towards her sister like a cat.

The dark-haired girl began to tremble as she noticed the look Caitlin was giving her.  "No, Caitlin!  Stay back!  Stop!"  she begged.  Her words had no effect, and Caitlin pounced on her, spreading her sisters legs apart and diving into her love hole.  Caitlin buried her mouth inside Roxy's cunt, spreading apart the petals of her womanhood with her slender fingers.  Roxy cried as she felt Caitlin probe her fuckhole with her tongue, feminine arousal leaking out of her twat.  The sticky honey stained Caitlin's thick lips and fed her hunger for more.  Roxy flailed her limbs in an effort to escape, her body stiffening suddenly as she felt Caitlin's tongue push deeper inside her warm belly.  Roxy moaned loudly, her body giving in to Caitlin's attentions despite the continuing resistance of her mind.  Caitlin fondled and pinched Roxy's naked ass with her hands, eliciting more arousal from the girl.  The honey trickle from the dark-haired girl's cunt became a gush as she orgasmed, filling the redhead's mouth with the honey she craved.

Caitlin crawled forward while Roxy writhed with bliss on the floor, still feeling the crest of her orgasm.  With cum-stained lips, Caitlin kissed Roxy on the lips.  Roxy was too weak to fight Caitlin despite the revulsion she felt.  Helplessly, her tongue was molested by Caitlin's.  Roxy tasted the flavor of her own womanhood, the sensation igniting a part of her brain that told her to give in.

"No..." she moaned as Caitlin moved down to lick her neck.  "Stop it Caitlin...please..."

The tall redhead ignored her sister's cries and licked Roxy's tits.  She cupped each of them into her hands and alternated between them, licking each nipple one after another.  Roxy's body continued to betray her as it revelled in Cat's ravages.  She felt her nipples burn with a cathardic pleasure, shuddering each time Caitlin flicked her tongue over each of them.  With her eyes closed, Roxy did not notice when Caitlin gripped her neck and shoved her red-haired bush into Roxy's face. Roxy gasped in shock, as Caitlin humped her mouth.  Roxy moaned in resistance, but the heady cunt in her face muffled it out.  As Caitlin's red pubic hairs tickled her noise, Rocy found herself getting intoxicated by the cloying scent of Cat's womanhood.  The dark-haired girl fought the growing urges inside of her to kiss her rapist's lips.

Caitlin buried her hands in Roxy's thick, black hair and shoved the young girl's face into her encompassing cunt.  The licentious redhead spread her legs apart and thrust forcibly into Roxy's face.  Roxy's mouth became buried inside Caitlin's pussy, and the intense musky aroma and warmth of Caitlin's pussy coerced her to extend her tongue slowly.  Roxy found herself enraptured by the flavor of her sister's womanhood, and extended it farther.  The sounds of the redhead's ecstatic moans brought her further bliss, and soon she was lapping into Caitlin's cunt like an animal.

"Harder!!  Harder!!!!!" Caitlin screamed, her massive, jutting tits in a bouncing frenzy as she madly thrust herself onto Roxy's small face.  Tears continued to flow down Roxy's face, mixing in with the burst of honey that spewed out of Caitlin's womanhood as the tall girl orgasmed.  Her tall, naked body trembled and stiffened as mind-numbing pleasure exploded through her.

After the climax had subsided and her honey flow had stopped, she pulled herself off Roxy's cum-splattered face.  Caitlin lowered herself directly on top of Roxy's face, and licked the honey off her sister's cheeks and lips.  Their tongues entwined in a lewd kiss, Caitlin sucking the honey greedily out of her sister's mouth.  Roxy buried her hands in Caitlin's thick, red locks and pulled her sister further down to consume more of her luscious tongue.  Caitlin shifted forward and hung her giant tits over Roxy's mouth, tantalizing her with their size and lusciously erect nipples.  Roxy sucked on the left, dangling mound, and continued to cry with bliss and shame as she came to terms with the horrible reality; her sister had raped her, and she had enjoyed it.  Caitlin and Roxy continued their fornication for a while, until the degredation had finally taken its toll on the dark-haired girl's mind.

***

Sebastien leaned back in his leather recliner, his trousers at his feet while a naked dark-haired girl with pink bangs sucked wantonly on his stiff prick.  Caitlin Fairchild leaned against Sebastien's side, watching as Roxanne Spaulding gave her master a blowjob.  The young girl's cheeks became taut as she sucked harder, the devil's meat expanding within her mouth.

"You're a decent slut." said Sebastien, pushing her away before he could even climax.  The devil performed a series of hand gestures, which ended with him pointing at Roxy.  Flames exploded from the floor beneath the girl's feet, and she was instantly engulfed in them.  The pillar of flames continued to blaze before the devil until they suddenly faded away, and left behind no trace of Roxy.

"What happened master?" asked Caitlin as she leaned against his left leg, stroking it affectionately.

Sebastien motioned his head towards his still erect penis.  Caitlin saw and instantly took it into her mouth, sucking on it hungrily.  It was only moments before Sebastien climaxed in Caitlin's mouth.  A gush of hot cream exploded into Caitlin's mouth.  The redhead drank it eagerly, licking up the length of the fleshy spear when the flow had stopped.  Then, the licentious redhead commenced nibbling gently on the tip, intent on drawing more sweet seed from her master.

"That's my little bitch." he said with a sinister smile.  He pet Caitlin's fiery hair as her head bobbed with her sucking motions.  "To answer your question.  I didn't kill her.  I've just sent her to another place, a place you'll never have to go my princess, and where she'll never leave.  It's called the whorehell."

THE END