1 A Heaven Before Hell

A young man around the age of 18 sat in a chair staring at a computer monitor. The room was extremely dark with the only sources of light being the monitor and a digital clock that read 3:00 AM.

The young man's long black hair was unkempt and his face illuminated by the monitors Led was nothing to gawk at. His body wasn't particularly taken care of, it had its fair share of fast food and sweets but it wasn't as if he was overweight. If anything could be used to describe him it would be average, just simply average.

The young man stretched with his right arm supporting the opposite from behind. "Man I should really stop waiting until the last minute to do these things, I'm going to be a zombie in class tomorrow." He said aloud with a wry smile on his face.

The young man was suddenly shocked however when a pair of slender arms wrapped around his neck from behind. A sensual voice muttered in his ear, "You look pretty stressed boy, how about I help you loosen up?"

The young man was frozen stiff as he didn't know what was going on or how to respond. How did this woman get into his room? Who was she? And many other questions of similar nature flashed through his head.

The lady however was not slow in her advances as her tongue found it's place on his neck and made its way up to his ear where he felt a slight nibble. As of this time her hand was already under his shirt caressing his chest.

She quickly spun around the chair and before he had the time to react a warm sensation assaulted his lips as a tongue forcefully opened his jaw and found its way into his mouth. Causing him to close his eyes enjoying the feeling unknown to him.

By now he had already understood what was going on, at least somewhat. With that understanding he opened his eyes preparing to push the woman who was currently assaulting him in his own room off of himself.

However he was stunned once again when he opened his eyes which were now lit up with a soft pink glow. He could see every detail of his room which should not be possible. He could not help but glance at his digital clock to be sure, and just as he'd guessed it read 3:05 AM.

However he wasn't focused on this for long as the woman currently sitting on his lap was fully revealed to him as she disengaged their abrupt kiss causing a trail of saliva to connect their two wet and moist lips.

He was utterly mesmerized, she had a slim waist fully revealed to world as well as glossy black leather just barely covering her crotch. She had wide hips seeming to suggest something about her behind, and looking up, her ample chest was only hidden with a few leather straps whose only purpose seemed to be stopping her breasts from running wild.

As he gazed further upwards her beautiful face was caught in his view, her white skin was young and smooth, and she had a light smile plastered on her face. Her eyes were a light purple which seemed to be glowing in anticipation. Her long black hair was silky smooth and flowed down to her hips.

However as beautiful as she may be what really caught his attention was the pair of horns which protruded from her skull. His heart dropped at the sight of this, and he couldn't help but think 'Those are fake right? They better be fake, but they seem so real.' He shivered but his suspicion wasn't left unaddressed for long as a beautiful pair of smooth black wings traced with blood red unfurled from her back, shuddering slightly as if excited to finally be free.

His face fell even more when he saw this and his heart almost stopped at the sight of it. However she didn't allow him a moment for his mind to ponder in peace as she stood up off his lap and lifted him up, with her hands firmly planted on his buttocks she brought his face up to hers and planted her still wet lips onto his once again bringing his tongue into a wrestling match.

In surprise he wrapped his legs around her waist. This however made him extremely embarrassed, hoping nobody would happen upon his room and enter, for all they would see is him being submissively carried by a woman half a head taller than himself with his legs wrapped around her as they embraced each other in a passionate kiss.

And the worst part was she had horns and wings. They might think that he was participating in some kinky role play with his girlfriend, and that he was the submissive party! Just the thought of it made him want to bury his face in his hands.

Just as she picked him up she made her way to the bed with him in tow, still occupied on kissing the young man in her arms with her eyes closed, but it seemed she didn't need them to see where she was going.

She laid him on the bed gently, reluctantly separating their lips. She quickly disrobed him almost as if in a practiced motion and then did the same for herself. She sat herself on his stomach, rubbing her wet vagina on his belly, almost as if she wanted to tease him.

Her previously unseen tail had wrapped itself around his thigh and was slowly rubbing it with the tip. This however only caused him to tense his legs in fear of the sensation. In response to this she shifted herself on top of him, laying her belly on his, causing her chest to press against his.

As she did this she brought her mouth to his ears and whispered "It's only me, no need to be so tense." Feeling the warmth of her breath and body had inadvertently calmed him down and caused his legs to relax.

She brought him into yet another kiss, and as their tongue intertwined he found his hands wandering around her back and down towards her butt. There his hands found the culprit who was coiled around his leg. Right from the tail bone came a long black tail whose tip was the shape of a spade.

He however was unable to see this so he could only feel it out. He was playing with her tail with one hand and groping her butt with the other. As he twirled her tail around his fingers he found that the tail felt smooth and that the skin was very thick.

Shortly after he began feeling up her tail it began to uncoil from around his leg and and the tip spread itself open to reveal pink flesh inside and a somewhat sticky substance trailed from each sides of the opening. The whole mouth was covered in this substance, as far as one could peer inside.

The tip of the tail then wrapped itself around the shaft of his penis, teasingly stroking it . This caused his whole body to tense up once again, but the woman on top of him didn't let his mind wander far as she pulled him into an even more passionate kiss.

This kiss didn't last very long as she pulled away and lay her forehead on his. She seductively whispered "We can go all the way… if you agree to one thing."

Looking at the beautiful smile on her face made him not want to immediately decline so he asked "What would this one thing be?"

She flashed an even brighter smile as she gave him another short kiss causing a contract of sorts to appear at the forefront of his consciousness.

It read "Thee who signs this contract will be hereby required to collect the souls of men and offer them to Mistress Azuni of House Olraroth. The minimum offering is to be one soul per twenty four hours in the mortal worlds, this is the equivalent of one week in hell. The punishment for failure of compliance is soul searing. The reward of completing your duties would be sex. Do you accept these terms?"

The first thing that popped into his head was 'Is this woman Mistress Azuni? And this reward, does this mean that if I accept I would be able to have sex with her? But what does this mean "collect the souls of men, do I have to kill people? Is that not a selfish price to pay for this kind of reward?'

Just as he was debating whether or not to accept this contract which to anyone in their right state of mind would see that this contract was ridiculous and obviously a trap, however this wasn't the case for this poor young man. The young man's eyes which were previously emitting a soft pink glow flashed slightly and revealed a more vibrant pink glow.

Shortly after this he slowly nodded his head without thinking too much about the consequences of his actions. Seeing this the woman grinned wildly and planted another kiss on his lips, this time she had shown him the way to sign the contract.

And unbeknownst to this young man he had inadvertently signed his soul away in a contract with a demon, dooming his fate to be a miserable one.

"Good boy, I'll show you a taste of Heaven before you see Hell." She whispered with a bright smile on her face and her eyes were showing her excitement and her sinister nature.

She removed her tail from his penis and shifted her vagina on the shaft slowly rocking her hips bringing them both pleasure. She planted her lips on his to muffle the light moans that she had no intention of holding back.

Not wanting to wait any longer the woman released herself from their passionate kiss, her breathing ragged as she slipped his penis into her wet vagina with one hand and placed the other on his stomach for support.

She started slowly moving up and back down in an almost practiced motion, slowly increasing her speed as she stroked his penis with her own body.

Ahhh…. She let a moan slip from her mouth along with her unsteady breath from her passionate kissing. Her moan however had only further aroused the young man as he placed his hands on her hips intending to thrust into her even harder and faster.

However how could she who has been in control this whole time let him gain any leeway at all. She quickly grabbed his hands with her own and intertwined her fingers between his. She lowered the upper half of her body back onto his chest as she started sucking and kissing his neck.

Her fingers grasped his hands even tighter than before as she continued moving her hips down not daring to take her attention away from this action.

She stopped kissing his neck for a moment to catch her breath before she brought her lips back down enveloping his tongue in yet another fierce kiss.

After a few minutes of passionate wrestling the woman pulled away from their kiss and stared straight into the young man's eyes right as he finished, it seemed almost as if she had planned that. Only furthering the awkward feelings he was having from that eye contact.

They were both panting in ecstasy as they stared into each other's eyes. Hers were bright with delight and his were still showing the shock and excitement he felt from having his first time so abruptly.

She pulled him into her embrace, his face stuffed into her chest as she whispered sensually into his ear "You were quite vigorous for a first timer boy, ahh the longest I've had from a human in a while."

"I hope you've enjoyed yourself tonight, as I'm sure you won't like the events that follow" she spoke with a knowing smile on her face as she waved her hand causing her clothes on the floor to disappear as if they never existed at all.

After catching her breath she waved her hand down in a slashing motion causing a visible line to appear in midair. She stuck her hands into this line and tore it apart revealing an obsidian black nothingness which seemed to have a never ending depth.

The young man who was watching her in curiosity after not understanding the meaning of her words suddenly felt his heart palpitate as he bore witness to this soul crushing pressure. He felt as if an incalculable number of invisible eyes were staring into the very depths of his soul.

Right before she stepped into the vast nothingness of the obsidian depths she reached out her hand towards the young man causing his propped up body to fall lifelessly on the bed.

Grin plastered on her face, she stepped through and the obsidian colored hole disappeared soon after, causing all evidence of her being there to be gone, besides the bright red bruises on his neck and her various bodily fluids.

The room was once again quiet and dark, with the only sources of light being the computer monitor and the digital clock which read 3:25 AM.

It was only a matter of time until someone found his body, but the authorities would nonetheless be unable to find any conclusive evidence towards any certain person being responsible. They would however have many clues that they could tie to other cases of similar nature, but they would still come up with nothing. After all these cases are beyond human ability.

...

"Welcome Illéa, servant of House Olraroth, accept you're new life and purpose with loyalty and devotion." A coarse voice boomed in the surroundings, but was controlled enough so that it didn't escape the area from which it originated.

'Where am I? Why do I feel so muddle headed? What happened?' "Illéa" had a pounding headache and "her" vision was blurry.

"Do you accept!" The voice was more assertive and violent this time causing Illéa's headache to become worse as she shivered slightly.

Unable to handle the booming voice Illéa could do nothing but nod her head. "Good, very good!" The voice boomed once more followed by a few pairs of footsteps.

"Come, come." Illéa felt something soft cover her body as a feminine voice coaxed her in a soft tone. She felt a hand grasp her own as she was led away out of the room she was currently in.

Illéa was very uneasy, she felt that she was somewhere that she really shouldn't be. A place where she wouldn't want to be.