Cindi in the Nine Hells - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Cindi awoke to Cronis' face. The area between her legs was sore from all the screwing she'd just had, and her entire body seemed to be stiff, from head to toe.

"And she finally comes 'round," Cronis grinned.

Cindi looked around and saw that it was just herself and Cronis inside the Tavern. "Good God!" Cindi groaned.

"Don't say that too loud!" Cronis warned, and then helped her sit up on the table. "Feel ok?" He asked.

"Wonderful!" Cindi gasped at the memory. "That was simply incredible."

"It was quite a sight," Cronis agreed. "Here," he said, and wrapped a blanket around Cindi, covering her up.

Cindi looked up at him curiously. Clearly he had seen the mess of the combined fluids that caked her crotch and thighs, and the puddle of arch-fiend semen that was half-dried on the table beneath her. He watched the whole ordeal, and neither of them could prevent it. He had warned her, but also knew she enjoyed it.

"Why has such a man like yourself, been confined down here?" she asked, hugging the blanket around herself.

"Greed," Cronis said simply.

Cindi could feel Cronis' gaze on her body. The blanket wrapped around her shoulders did not cover her bare legs. She knew he wanted her, and knowing this aroused her. She slid off the table, eased by the leftover fluids that slicked the surface. Her legs were wobbly and she held the table with one hand. 

She asked, "Can I have a drink?"

Cronis took a while to respond, as he was distracted by her bare ass. "Hmm? Ya! Of course."

He turned quickly and headed back to the bar, fetching Cindi a rye whiskey and coke. Cindi moved over to the bar, and pulled the blanket down over her buttocks before sitting on a stool. With a free hand, she combed her fingers through her hair, pulling out some of the knots that had formed in it. Cronis pushed the cocktail in front of her, and took a long lustful stare at her. Cindi lifted the glass, and took a generous sip.

"Ah!" she sighed. "I feel so stiff," she said as she rotated her shoulders.

Cronis paused a moment, and then walked around the bar to stand behind Cindi. Cindi felt his hands press gently on her shoulders, and his fingers work the muscles of her neck, relaxing her.

She loosened the towel to bare her shoulders to his fingers. "Mmm," she moaned, "that's nice."

"And why are you here?" Cronis asked, as his hands kneaded her shoulders and neck.

"A number of reasons," Cindi said in a near whisper. "Could be because I shrunk some guy's dick. Could be because I turned another guy's wife against him. Could be because I changed into a wolf while some guy was doing me doggie-style. I guess they all added up," Cindi grinned.

Cronis laughed. "You did all that? Why?"

"They all deserved it."

"Obviously the gods didn't think so," Cronis smiled.

"Obviously." Cindi enjoyed his hands against her skin. She let the blanket fall around her arms, exposing her shoulderblades. "Seriously, for five hundred years, you've not had a woman?"

Cronis chuckled, his fingers raking down Cindi's back, causing her to moan. "Not a real woman like yourself, only a few succubi. And with them, you have to watch yourself. Although, with what you just told me, I think I'd have to watch myself with you as well," he grinned.

"Only if you wronged me somehow," Cindi chuckled.

"I'll have to be sure I don't do that then?" Cronis smiled.

"Mmm Hmm." Cindi leaned back against Cronis' hands. "So what are they like?" Cindi asked. "Succubi I mean."

Cronis paused a moment, his hands stopping their movement over Cindi's skin. "Well," his hands began to move again, rubbing the sides of her exposed arms. "For one thing, they'll do just about everything you can possibly imagine. I guess they aren't too bad, but like I said, you have to watch yourself. Especially if you are a living person. They like to draw from your lifeforce, and if you don't watch it, they'll kill you in doing so. Of course, you'll die happy."

"But you're dead, aren't you?" Cindi said, somewhat confused.

Cronis chuckled softly. "Hell no, excuse the pun. I was never killed really. When the nin-year contract was over, I was brought here. No killing, no nothing, just brought here to serve Satan. One of his many servants." He paused a moment, his hands moving around Cindi to caress the sides of her breasts. "Kind of like how you are his servant. But I'm not free to roam around. In a sense, you can say he has my soul, and my living body is here with it."

Cindi felt her nipples stiffen as hus thumbs moved across them. She began to feel the tinglings in her crotch again. "But you are five hundred years old."

"That I am, but you don't age here in Hell, not unless Satan wills it, or the all mighty does." His hands cupped her breasts, squeezing her flesh softly.

"You really want me, don't you?" Cindi said, spinning on the stool to face him.

Cronis grinned. "Is there a man in his right mind who wouldn't?"

"But you didn't take me while I was on the table?" Cindi asked.

"No, I like my women awake, and willing," Cronis grinned, staring deep into Cindi's dark blue eyes.

Cindi put her drink on the bar top, and let her hand move down to Cronis' crotch. She found his cock hard and throbbing to her touch through the cloth of his pants. "I'm awake, and I'm willing," she leered at Cronis.

Cronis lifted a handful of her left breast, and closed his mouth over one the nipple.

Cindi moaned, pulling at the cord that held up Cronis' pants. Once the cord was loosened, his pants fell down to his ankles. Cindi pulled his face up from her breast with her free hand, and kissed him hungrily on the lips. Her occupied hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. Cronis pulled his shirt up and off of himself, and then his hands found Cindi's breasts again.

Cindi slid off the stool, and began kissing Cronis' neck. Then with a slithering tongue moving down, she licked around each of his nipples, biting each of them as well. She licked her way down his belly to kneel before him. She lifted his shaft with her hand and swirled her tongue over the head of his cock. She looked up at him as she licked up and down the length of his shaft.

Cronis moaned, grabbing a handful of her hair. Cindi cupped his scrotum in her right hand, and with her left hand, began to stroke his shaft slowly. She let her hot, wet mouth close over the head of his cock, sucking it. Slowly she began to take more and more of his cock into her mouth, her tongue licking around his shaft as she did so. She took half of his cock, and then pull back. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, causing him to groan with pleasure, before she moved her mouth back down the length of his cock.

She repeated this many more times, taking just half the length of his cock into her mouth, before pulling back. Then all at once, she drove her mouth down on his cock, taking as much of it as she could into her mouth and throat. Her tongue licked down the shaft, and her throat constricted around the head. Up then down, she stroked his cock with her mouth, each time the head of his cock going into her throat.

Cronis' breathing soon became short gasps, and his body began to tremble. He could feel his orgasm nearing, sweat forming on his brow, and his body burned with desire. Just before he was going to burst, he pulled her off his twitching cock.

"Turn around," he said with a moan.

She did so, and stood up to lean against the bar, sticking her ass back at Cronis. He bent down behind her, getting a good look at her swollen, gaping labia and pink interior. Cindi shivered as she felt one of his fingers slide along her wet slit, dipping slightly into her opening. She spread her legs further apart and rotated her hips, allowing Cronis better access to her throbbing pussy. Cronis flicked his tongue over her clit, and pushed two of his fingers deep into Cindi's hot pink interior. His mouth closed over her clit, and he began to suck on it, bringing forth moans from Cindi.

He began to work his tongue over her slit, pumping his lubricated fingers in and out. His fingers and tongue felt wonderful on her aching labia, which was still sore from the fucking she'd taken earlier. His tongue probed into her pussy, and he began to fuck it in and out of her, as if it were a cock. Gasps and moans escaped from Cindi, and she pushed her ass back against his face. Cronis began to rub his fingers around her clit, then over it. Cindi began to tremble where she stood, her already weakened legs losing more strength. Cronis pulled his fingers from her pussy, and smeared her wetness over her asshole.

Cindi groaned with pleasure. She felt his tongue leave her pussy and his fingers leave her asshole, then felt the head of his cock pressing against her anus. She thought of protesting, but instead, allowed the head of Cronis' cock to enter her rosebud. She winced as she felt something, somewhat close to pain, as her asshole stretched to fit more of Cronis' cock. Slowly, bit by bit, Cronis pushed more of his cock into Cindi's virgin asshole. Soon, the entire length of his cock was embedded in Cindi's tight anus.

Cindi's breath came in short gasps, as her sphinter struggled to stretch and accommodate the size of Cronis' cock. She felt his fingers on her clit, as he held his cock deep in her asshole. Soon, what was once pain became just a slight discomfort. With Cronis' fingers working on her clit, and his other hand grasping her breasts, the discomfort was forgotten.

Cronis slowly began to stroke his throbbing cock in and out of Cindi's tight asshole. With each of his thrusts, the feel of his cock in her anus became more and more pleasurable to Cindi. She began throwing her ass back at his thrusts, trying to get more of his cock into her, her ass squeezing around the cock lodged inside it.

"Oh! Fuck my ass!" Cindi yelled out.

Cronis obeyed by thrusting his cock harder, slapping her sopping pussy with his scrotum.

"Oh YES! YES!" Cindi screamed.

Cindi felt two of Cronis' fingers enter her pussy, and pump in and out of her at the same rate that his cock in her asshole. Cronis continued to pump his cock in and out of her stretched asshole. His gasping came shorter and shorter as he neared his orgasm. Cindi not far behind.

She began to pull and squeeze at her nipples, feeling Cronis shudder, as he fought to hold off his raging orgasm. He stopped thrusting and held still as his cock swelled inside her. She felt his cock throbbing and hot sperm shooting in her bowels. The feeling of him depositing his seed inside her was enough to bring her own orgasm, and she began to shake and quiver. Her pussy squeezed at his fingers and her asshole clenched the cock inside her.

"Fuck YES! Oh! I'm cumming!" Cindi screamed.

Cronis began to move again, pumping his cock into Cindi's cum filled asshole until he began to shrink, and Cindi's quivering came to an end. He sat on the stool next to them and pulled her onto his lap, his cock never leaving the depths of her anus. They stayed together for a while like that, then finally Cindi pushed off of him.

"That was wonderful," she smiled and turned to kiss Cronis gently. "But I really must go."

"Must you?" Cronis asked.

Cindi nodded. "You wouldn't happen to have any clothes I could wear would you?" Her pussy and asshole still frothed with cum, and it dribbled down her inner thighs. "I need to wash up," she realized.

"Take a room upstairs," Cronis smiled.

"You have rooms here?"

"It is a Tavern, isn't it?"

"Well yes, but..." Cindi shrugged. Who would have expected there could be a place you could spend the night in Hell?

Cronis suddenly vanished from where he was on the stool, and reappeared, fully clothed behind the bar. "Here," he said, tossing her a key. "There will be a hot bath waiting for you. Possibly a little extra. Who knows." He then handed her a towel, which he seemed to get from no where, and a pair of pants and a shirt.

Cindi took the stuff and smiled at him. "You are something else." She blew him a kiss and started up the stairs. "I'll be sure to pay you more visits while I'm here," she grinned.

Cronis watched as she walked up the stairs, his gaze never leaving her naked ass.

Continued in Chapter 3

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