The Devil’s Nightmare
By been there
©May 2004

Erotic, horror, les, gang rape, M/F, F/F, F/beast, snuff


14.  The long trip.  .  .

	Suddenly the pain was gone and she floated, drifting with her
memories.  The path before her was long and winding, soft and
comfortable.  She relived her past life quickly the antics and
adventures played in her mind.  She came to the scenes with
Carlotta.  She had really adored that wonderful person who had
suddenly brought so much pleasure and excitement into her life. 
Remorse racked her feelings as she remembered the poor girl so
savagely murdered just to satisfy the anger of one man.  Suddenly
the image of her own murder flashed.  So, I am dead also.  I wish
Carlotta was with me.
	The mist cleared at one place but remained around her elsewhere.
 There the image of her beloved drifted, eyes closed, body
asleep.  She reached and softly touched the still creature,
wanting to hold her close again.  Was this meant to be? Together
again? Fearing they would be separated again, she pulled herself
close and wrapped her arms tightly around the still creature. 
The tears welled in her eyes as she gazed at the lifeless form. 
She kissed the lips that would never again kiss her in return. 
As she did, the tears dropped from her eyes and rained upon the
closed lids of her love.  The elixir solely of love worked a
magic that seemed impossible.  Carlotta slowly open her eyes and
gasped at breath.  As the reality dawned upon her and she
recognized Truly, she grinned at her mate.  Truly kissed her the
second time and more life returned to the petite Mexican.  “What,
where,?” the questions fast and urgent.  	
	Hush, my love, as Vixen sealed the lips with her own.  In time,
we will both know our fate.  They seemed to travel endlessly but
were so occupied with their reunion, it went unnoticed.  As
abruptly as it began, the travels ended.  There before them was a
little man sitting sentry of ‘The Gate‘.  His fingers were
scanning a ledger and stopped at both their names.  He waited
until they summoned the courage to present themselves.  The
placard before him made it clear who he was but he introduced
himself anyway, “Greetings, my name is Dreadful, Judge Dreadful,
and it is my duty to pass judgment on your life to determine your
direction in this, the hereafter.  You both have had the
opportunity to review your life and are ready for this judgment.
If you have anything that you wish to ask or say, now would be
the appropriate time.  ”
	Brash and now confident, Truly lifted her gown hem, revealing
much of a shapely thigh and deposited her plush rear on the table
near the judge.  I can only assume that I am headed for Hell but
I have still can wish that Carlotta and I could be together.  Is
there anything that I can do for you to allow that, anything? I
am sure there is some thing I can do.  She lifted the hem higher
with obvious intent on using seduction as the bargaining tool.  

	Truly Vixen, you have again demonstrated all that is wanton and
depraved in your life.  I am afraid that there is no choice in
this judgment.  You are hereby assigned to spend eternity below
and separated from Carlotta, in hopes that it will be a lesson
for others.  However, Miss Carlotta Cruz free to enter into the
open realm beyond ‘The Gate’.
	“No, NO, I lost her once, I will not lose her again,” Carlotta
screamed and tightened her arms around the neck of Truly,
clinging fiercely.
	“Your only choice would then be to follow her into the damnation
she has been condemned,” the meek little judge spoke, shaking his
head in wonder.  It is not a choice to be made lightly.
	“I could never ever be happy without her, even here.  My choice
is made!”

15.  The travels continue.  .  	

	Darkness overtook them both.  The atmosphere warmed to just
bearably hot and some of the pain of their fore life returned. 
With it, the purpose of Truly's life and past hatreds swelled
with a vengeance in her mind.  The sacrifice Carlotta made,
opting to remain at her side troubled her.  Feelings for another
were interfering with the purpose of her existence.  What lay
before her, she knew not, only that she would survive.  However,
Carlotta was another matter.  This was her first experience at
feeling responsible for another.  As they drifted in the ever
increasing crimson glow and mounting heat, she sought solace in
the arms of her lovely companion	Each renewed their pleasures and
found peace of the other's arms.  		
	This journey was painstakingly long but they spent the time
enjoying each other’s charms and never seemed to tire of
pleasuring.  Vixen was confident of her ability but needed to
plan for her soul mate also.  At long last the troubled journey
ended.  The waited at the gate, this time black with soot from
the fires beyond.  She urged Carlotta to rest at her feet while
she remained attentive for someone to admit them.  As the
tiresome wait continued, terrifying sounds wafted from within the
gate of torture and pain.  “Well, I have survived pain before, so
bring it on,” she shouted.
	Suddenly from nowhere, appeared a grotesque malformed round
dwarf who swung the gates of Hell open for the newest occupants.
“Welcome to our little place of misery.  I am called Little Red,
and as far as you are concerned, I will be your master.  You have
no choice but to answer my questions and satisfy my wishes before
you settle in here, forever.  ”
	“Nobody masters me little man,” Truly spat at the ugly brute. 
“You have never had anyone as evil as me before and probably
never will again.  Carlotta and I will see the head man NOW!”
	Little Red never had been spoken to in this manner before by any
of the newcomers and he backed on his heels in frustration. 
“Listen to me little lady, I am the right hand of Satan and my
word is gospel for want of a better word.  My recommendation
carries a lot of weight with him.  ”
	“Well Shorty, fuck you and all the weight you carry.  I have
been screwed over for the last time by pretentious half baked
self important little cock-suckers like you.  Take me to him
right now or Carlotta and I will give you a demonstration of the
shit we have just been through.  I was killed because of my
hunger for good cock but I don’t suppose you can relate to good
cock.  I was raped, beaten and battered, then murdered, so
anything you feel you can do to me, bring it on.  BUT, beware my
wrath.  ”

	Little Red had spent most of eternity at this post and felt that
he deserved more respect, this slut was fearless and courageous.
He certainly hadn’t instilled any fear into them, his primary
duty.  For sure, he had also struck out in the sex department. 
Too bad this pair would have been a feather in his cap at the
next bragging session.  There was going to be hell to pay by
someone.  ¨Oh well let the Old Man set her straight,” he thought.
 He chuckled at his play of words until it dawned that it might
be his ass in the sling.
	Normally, he escorted the frightened souls into the reception
area and exacted his measure of sexual favors but this time he
only gave directions.  He wanted to be nowhere in reach when the
stuff hit the fan.  Let these doomed souls face him on their own.

	All the sound effects of a Hollywood super production erupted as
the walls crumbled and the throne of Big Red came crashing
through.  The melodrama failed to impress the pair as they waited
in boredom.  “That was less than spectacular, old man,” Truly
injected over the dust and noise.  His seat of power finally came
to a shaky stop.  “It looks like you could use a better PR person
to set your entrance.  ”
	 Red rose rapidly, resting a rump on the red arm of his recliner
throne.  “Come here child,” as he beckoned with a snakelike, bony
finger at Carlotta.  “Let me get a better look at such a lovely
morsel.  ”Before she could take a step, Truly place a hand on
Carlotta’s arm in restraint.  His pointed tail swished in
agitation.  He rose up full height, towering over them and
unfurled his gauzy wings with a deliberate show of authority.  	
	“Just a minute you cranky old bastard, this one, she is not up
for grabs by you or anyone.  We are here because the
establishment upstairs don’t particularly condone the life we
lived.  We both were murdered because we tried to repay the
raping bastards and now you want her to jump into your bed.  No
way, not for you, not for your little friend at the gate, not for
anything.  ”
	He knew he could not force them to give away their soul so he
tried another tactic.  “How about your revenge, it was never
finished on your friends back home and you could be given a
second chance at them? The time will come when they too will have
to meet me in this very place.  If you were by my side to advise
me, things could go a lot worse for them.  Is it to big of a
price to pay for that privilege?”
	They joined heads and they whispered the pros and cons of this
suggestion.  Carlotta asked, “What is the worst that can happen?
This old bastard shouldn’t be any problem.  ”
	“Okay, here is the deal, Truly returned, We counsel you on that
matter and others of our choosing.  However, we are free of any
other obligation to you or the pompous little ass at the gate. 
If there ever is any hanky-panky it will be solely our
initiative.  ”
	“Agreed,” and the discussion seemed resolved.  His mind raced
putting sordid details of a plan together within these rules.
	Truly, weary of this type of sneaky bastard, filed in the
recesses of her mind, the message, always use EXTRA CAUTION
dealing with him.  “Since there is nothing for us to do in
regards to this agreement, we will both be on our way.  See ya’
Old Salt”
	 For days and weeks they strolled among the tormented souls
whose repentance would take eternity.  As they did they crossed
the many rivers of this tortured land, one attracted their
attention as the most serene and peaceful of the lot.  The lay
together with their toes in cool water and renewed their love and
admiration for each other.  Many travelers passed by, none
heeding them or disturbing their revelry	
	Their time spent was a renewal of their previous affair but
seemingly at a much higher level of intensity, signals to their
nerves and sensitive places became hyperactive and breath
stopping.  Their stamina also increased in proportion to the
height of their passion.  With each orgasm or sexual experiment
they regained more their previous amazing compatibility between
desires and proficiencies.  Fingers invoked feelings of new
delights and tongues reached crevasses lined with ultra sensitive
nerves to induce unusual and exciting stimuli.  Each confessed
the orgasms were much more intense than any previous.  		
	Their minds and thoughts became intermingled to miraculously
feel and satisfy the desire or need of the other.  The time
streaked past them without hunger or fatigue.  Their strength and
perception of surroundings grew with each passing hour.  Of the
many travelers that passed their love nest sanctuary, some were
invited to participate as individuals or pairs.  	
	They found the ability to transmit desires and yearnings was as
controllable with the travelers as well each other.  So many of
them were shells of their former selves and showed little
reaction to the quality of sex that was offered.  The empty
shells moved away as if nothing had occurred.
	One traveler however did demonstrate abnormal liveliness.  His
stamina matched them as each mounted his phallic instrument in
turn.  They instigated a plan where they subject him to several
simultaneous onslaughts.  Orally, anally and vaginally they
mounted his rigid and staunch pole trying to get him to admit
that they could better his efforts.  He countered all their
aggressiveness with moves of exquisite delight for them.  His
tongue probed them to depths that made each hunger for more of
his touch.  His fingers left an electric tingle as he feathered
nipples, so erect, so ultra sensitive.  He matched their fervor
bringing new tricks into play adding ever more to their total
submission.
	 Their seemingly endless stamina was being drained without
explanation or reason.  His demands continued to stress their
resolve.  It wasn’t long before the ladies called a halt to the
endless sport of his efforts, admitting being bested.  Where were
you in our fore life? Truly inquired.
	“Here.  Since the beginning of time, I have lived here.  I was
the first occupant.  ”With his words, he morphed into his former
image, Big Red	
	“You son of a bitch, that is the lowest, dirtiest trick you
could ever pull,“ Truly spat back
	“But it has proven to you this old dog still has some kick left
in his bones.  By my side there will always be more.  And you did
give of yourselves willingly.  ”
	Carlotta spoke with venom as she uttered, “But it also proved
that you would be incapable of seducing us as your true self.  ”
	Truly agreed with words of veiled meaning, “Next time, if there
is a next time you will not resort to trickery.  ”

As you wish, the smirk hidden behind his mask of evil.  His plan
had begun.

