Cindi in the Nine Hells - Chapter 4

Chapter 4

The dark horse rides through the wind
His beautiful master sitting on his back.
The darkened angel answers his call,
a call from a follower, followers he does not lack.
The disbelievers, they fall under his power,
the faithful believe they can’t be harmed,
but no one can battle him, none are properly armed.
Truth or lies? Who is to say?
When the darkness steals your life away,
then you’ll know the right path,
then you’ll know the way.

Cindi awoke. Her body ached, and her head pounded, and her breathing seemed somewhat raspy. It was almost as if she'd just finished running a marathon. She could only vaguely remember what had happened hours before. She could recall the succubus, and how her life was being drained from her, and then being saved, by who, she did not know. Whoever it was, she was sure she would find out soon enough.

Slowly, she sat up and rubbed her legs. Her clothes were piled neatly on the floor, and she made an attempt to levitate them to her. Again she was reminded by her failure that she was unable to use magic inside the tavern.

Standing on wobbly legs, she got to her feet and picked up her clothes. It had been sometime since she ran her last errand, and she knew it was only a matter of time before she had to do her next task, whatever that task might be.

After dressing, she left the room, stumbling down the stairs. She cursed that succubus for having drained her life like she did. Unfortunately, since she was still inside the tavern, the curse had no effect.

"Cindi, you look like you've been to Hell and back," were the first words she heard from Cronis after entering the common room.

Cindi groaned at his pun and looked up at him. Seeing him smiling at her seemed to give her the extra bit of strength she needed to carry her to one of the bar stools, where she sat down heavily.

She smiled weakly. "Well, I haven't made it back yet."

Cronis handed her a glass of orange juice, "Didn't sleep well?"

Cindi slowly brought the glass to her lips and took a small sip. "You mean you can't tell?" She said with more than just a hint of sarcasm.

"Well..." was all Cronis replied.

Cindi looked about the room and noticed that the only other being in the room, other than herself and Cronis, was an extremely ugly, boil-faced, pig-nosed, horn-headed creature, sitting in the corner of the room. The creature's blood shot eyes gazed at her, causing her to immediately become uncomfortable. She quickly turned away and faced Cronis.

"I should have warned you not to look that way," Cronis sighed, "So I'll warn you now. Don't look that way."

Cindi fought off her first urge to steal another glance and asked, "What the hell is it?!"

"A demon. I believe his name is Cyranth, or something along those lines. He often comes here in search of followers," Cronis shrugged.

"Follow that?" Cindi said with some surprise. "Getting more and more desperate for leaders around here?"

"Cindi, watch yourself. He may very well decide to take you for his next follower," Cronis warned.

Cindi turned and get another eyeful of the disgusting looking demon. Right away, she noticed he was staring at her. She looked into his deep red eyes, feeling herself becoming less aware of the rest of her surroundings.

"Cindi?" Cronis' voice seemed almost non-existent, like a tiny bell ringing annoyingly in the back of her mind.

Suddenly she felt herself standing up and moving towards the demon.

"Cyranth, release her," sounded Cronis' voice again.

Cindi became frightened, trying to will herself to stop moving towards the demon, but her muscles refused to obey. She tried to cry out, but even that she could not do.

"Cyranth, this is my final warning," spoke Cronis.

"Has Cronis found himself attached to a certain woman?" came the demon's hoarse reply. "It is not within your right to say who I can, and who I cannot have as my slave," the demon snickered. "You are a slave yourself."

"So long as you are in my tavern, it is my right to do as I wish," Cronis said in a deadly tone.

"Are you threatening me?" the demon laughed, and Cindi moved still closer towards him. "Cronis, you can not save her outside this tavern. So why bother attempting inside?"

Cindi was somewhat confused. It was quite apparent to her that the demon was reluctant to take on Cronis, but she couldn't understand why. Her confusion didn't last long, as it was replaced by horror. She was now close enough to the Demon that she could smell his putrid stench. The smell of rotten flesh. Her stomach began to turn, but still she could not stop herself from moving forward, and this made her feel helpless.

"Lay one hand on her Cyranth, and I swear..." Cronis started.

"You'll do WHAT, Cronis?" the Demon mused. "What can you do to me?" The Demon's hand reached out to touch Cindi's face.

A sudden blast of scorching heat flew past Cindi's side, causing her to stumble and lean against the wall. She looked up just in time to see a red fireball land square in the chest of the demon, throwing him back off his chair and enveloping him in a fiery blaze.

She was now released from the demon's control, but this apparently had its price, for the entire left side of her body was burnt, causing her immense pain. Feeling this pain made her feel even more surprised when she saw the demon stand on his feet and glare angrily at Cronis.

"That, perhaps, was the biggest mistake you will ever make," the demon snickered at Cronis.

A bright bolt of energy shot from the demon's hand towards Cronis and hit him in the stomach. But surprisingly, Cronis only seemed to absorb it. The look of shock on the demon's face was quite evident.

"Get out of my Tavern!" Cronis shouted.

"You can be sure you'll be seeing me again," the demon said angrily as he started for the door. "And your dear friend, Cindi? She will be mine, you can bet your already-bought soul on it."

"Get out!" Cronis shouted again, his hands beginning to glow a dark red, almost black color.

As soon as the demon was out the door, Cronis rushed to Cindi's side. Cindi looked up at him, pain showing in her facial expression.

"I'm so sorry," Cronis said, crouching beside her. "I didn't mean for you to get in the path of the fireball. I should have been more careful."

Cindi was speechless. She was still trying to grasp the feeling of helplessness she'd felt, having her body under someone else's control. Even when Satan had taken her, it was under her own will.

"Here, let me help you with those burns," Cronis spoke softly.

Cindi felt his hand touch the side of her face lightly, causing her to wince from the stinging pain it caused, a stinging pain that went away as quickly as it'd come. His hand moved down the length of her body, over every part of her that was burnt. Everywhere his hand touched, there was at first a stinging pain, then a feeling of relief.

Who was this man healing her? How did he become so powerful? Cindi looked down at her skin. Now the only trace that she had been burnt was the blackened clothing she wore.

"How...?" was all that she could manage to get out of her mouth.

Cronis looked at Cindi sympathetically. "It's my Tavern. The only one more powerful than me down here is Satan. Although I'm sure I'm going to get a lot of flack for saving you," he sighed.

"H-how did he do that?" the words stumbled from out of Cindi.

"Cyranth is one of the most powerful demons. His touch alone causes disease. I don't doubt he'll be good on his threats. You are going to have to watch yourself." Cronis caressed Cindi's cheek.

Cindi was starting to come around, and with Cronis' help, she got to her feet, and sat down in a nearby chair. "I know you've told me before. But, why can't you leave if you are so powerful?" she looked up into Cronis' eyes.

Cronis sighed, waving his hand. Cindi saw the door to the tavern apparently vanish from the wall. His sat down in a chair beside hers.

"Outside of being trapped here simply because Satan wills it. It is hard to explain. I'm not quite certain even I understand," he sighed. "I guess the easiest way would be to say... you see this around you?" he motioned to the tavern with a wave of his hand. "This is me, this is my soul." He took a moment to pause in thought. Meanwhile Cindi looked at him entranced. "I don't know why it is, but for some reason, Satan doesn't exactly control my soul."

"How do you know this?" Cindi asked, thinking, why would you be here if he didn't?

"If he did, I'd be doing as he pleased. And I would not have been able to stop Cyranth from taking you. I have my own will here. Those who have given their soul to Satan, do his bidding, and have no choice. You see, your mind, your body, always wants to be where your soul is. It's a natural attraction. In saying this, if Satan had your soul, you'd always want to be with him. If Cyranth had your soul, he would be your master. Me, I'm stuck here. No one controls me. I just can't leave this place." Again Cronis took the time to pause. "Do you know of the spell Soul Entrapment?"

Cindi nodded, recognizing the spell as one in which you used an object to trap the soul of a victim in it. Once the soul is trapped, the victim is then drawn inside the object, and thus trapped, body and soul, in the object.

Cronis nodded back, "Yeah, I think that is what has been done to me."

"But that doesn't explain the power you have here," Cindi noted.

"This is Hell. No one has ever said things are the same here as they are up in the mortal world," Cronis shrugged.

"Isn't that spell reversible?" Cindi asked.

"Who can reverse it? I believe the one who tries to reverse it must be more powerful than the one who cast," Cronis smirked. "And who do you know that could reverse something cast by Satan?"

Cindi began to think about it. God? She didn't say it.

"Now might not be the best time to mention this. But you are to go see Graz'zt," Cronis sighed.

Cindi had heard of Graz'zt. He was a demon, which meant she'd have to travel to the abyss to go to him. She sighed.

"He came by to tell me. Didn't mention what you are going to be doing, however." Cronis stood, and moved back behind the bar, the door reappearing on the wall.

"There must be a way to get you freed from here," Cindi said as she stood to her feet.

"If there were a way, you'd think I'd have found it by now. After all, I've had five hundred years to figure one out," Cronis grinned slightly.

"I'll see what I can do," Cindi smiled back at him as she headed for the door.

"Watch yourself, Cindi," Cronis warned.

"I always do." She walked through the door.

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As soon as Cindi left, she felt the power of her magic run freely through her body. She sighed joyfully as the magic rejuvenated her. Looking down at her burnt clothes, she decided now might be a good time to better them, and with but a thought, she changed the burnt shirt and pants into the same long thin red dress the arch-fiends had ripped apart previously.

To the Abyss, she thought to herself. Just great. The Abyss was quite a bit different from Hell. The Abyss was probably what most people would refer to as hell. There, all around, there were people being tortured, killed (even though most of them were already dead), raped and maimed. The main difference being, it was in the Abyss that the Demons had their home. Demons, contrary to arch-devils, have no code of honor, and therefore are subjected to chaotic behavior. Sure, there were some who were not so chaotic, but those few were greatly outnumbered. Graz'zt, who she was to go see, was the Demon Prince, this much she knew. Probably one of the more powerful demons, and definitely one of the most prestigious.

To get to the Abyss, she had to go see the Gate Keeper, or the Boatman, as some have called him. A dark hooded arch-devil whom she was not very fond of. She despised having to ride a boat with him just to be taken to the Abyss.

It was when she was halfway there, when she remembered she needed something to give to the Gate Keeper as a toll. She looked herself over. She had nothing on her to give, and that was one arch-devil she'd never give herself to. She looked down at her dress then smiled slightly.

Ripping small piece of cloth from the sleeve of her dress, her hands began to glow. The cloth then begun to change shape, then color, then form. Within a matter of about a minute, the once ripped piece of cloth had turned into a gold brooch. Cindi smiled down at her handiwork that was now in her hand, and continued on towards the river.

As she neared the river, the smell of rotting corpses began to flood her nose. The scent so disgusting she was forced to cover her mouth and nose with the sleeve of her dress. In the distance, she could see the Gate Keeper standing at a dock, his old wooden boat floating gently in the black water.

When she approached the Gate Keeper, she watched as his skeletal hand reached out towards her. From experience, she knew she was to give him a toll, and she did just that, handing him the brooch. The Gate Keeper looked down at the brooch before putting it in his black cloak. He stepped aside, and without a word motioned Cindi inside the boat.

Cindi walked past the Gate Keeper, and carefully onto the boat. The boat had many holes in the floor of it, and seemed to be always rotting. Also from experience, she knew she needn't tell the Gate Keeper her destination... as he always knew where to go.

The Gate Keeper followed her onto the boat, and immediately it slowly began to move forward. Cindi turned away from the Gate Keeper, wishing not to see the red eyes that were the only sign there was a face hidden under the dark hood.

Dead bodies floated in the water. Rotting hands rose out if it, trying to grab hold of the boat. Looking down in the water, Cindi could see the number of trapped souls that had been plunged into the cursed water by the Gate Keeper.

The trip to the Abyss took only about twenty minutes, but it seemed much longer for Cindi.

As the boat neared the dock at the Abyss, Cindi could see the chaos that was around her. A hairy, horned demon, led a line of slaved humans, all chained in a row, walked over the reddened sand across her path. Each of the slaves had a number of welts across their backs and chests, most likely caused by a whip.

Cindi winced as the boat came to a halt at the dock, and the Gate Keeper waited patiently for her to get off.

She stepped off, knowing where she was to meet Graz'zt, which was always the case when someone sent for her. She used magic to make herself unnoticeable as she walked through the Abyss. She kept her gaze to the ground before her, not wanting to see the torture and the pain that surrounded her. Screams of pain and agony sounded in her ears, but she forced herself to ignore them.

It wasn't long before she was close to Graz'zt's mansion. Around here, everything was quiet. Overhead, there were a number of succubus flying around the Demon Prince's mansion.

The mansion was made out of a dark black stone. It was square in shape, and three stories high. It sat high up on a hill which made it look larger than its already huge size. The front door was at least fifteen feet high, which was normal in Hell and in the Abyss, since most of the demons and arch-devils were about nine feet tall. The door itself was wood, and when Cindi finally went to knock on it, the door opened on its own.

Reluctantly stepping inside, she looked around her. The place was magnificent. Huge pillars held up the heavy stone ceiling. Spiral stairs led up to the next level. The floor was made of marble and the walls covered with historical paintings, all of which, Cindi was sure, told the story of Graz'zt himself.

She was looking at the paintings, when she heard a man's low, but soft voice, behind her. "Welcome to my home."

She spun around to see Graz'zt.

"Did you enjoy your trip here?" His voice seemed somehow familiar.

"Not in the least," she said honestly.

Graz'zt gave her a fanged grin. He was indeed as handsome as the rumors had said, in some ways even more appealing than Satan himself. He wore only dark leather pants and a belt that held his enchanted sword. He had dark skin, long black hair and pointed ears. His eyes were red, though his pupils were black. His nine feet in height made him seem even more awe inspiring to Cindi.

"What is it you sent me for?" Cindi said, trying to sound as calm as she possibly could.

"I believe you owe me," Graz'zt said as he walked around Cindi as if to examine her. "Yes, you do owe me."

"Owe you?" Cindi said quizzically.

Graz'zt reached out and touched Cindi's cheek with the back of his hand, causing Cindi to close her eyes, in both fear and excitement. Cindi suddenly felt as if she were floating, and when she opened her eyes again, she realized she was no longer standing in the main room of Graz'zt's house.

"Yes. You owe me," Graz'zt smiled at her.

Cindi looked around. The room she was now in must have been the basement to Graz'zt's house. It was dark in here, although not so cold as you might expect a basement to be. Lit up by only a few torches, the room displayed many devices of torture. One of which chained its victim by hands and feet, and stretched. Another looked like a coffin, with spikes imbedded on the interior. Sexual devices were also scattered about. Nipple clamps, dildos, even vibrators, which was a surprise to Cindi, since in both Hell and the Abyss, she'd never seen anything electrical before.

Of course, none of this surprised her as much as the woman who stood chained against the wall. Her naked body glistening with sweat in the dim light. She immediately recognized the woman as the succubus who'd drained her hours earlier.

"You..." Cindi begun.

"Yes, it was I who spared your pitiful life. And for that you owe me," Graz'zt grinned and again began to circle around Cindi.

Cindi looked at the woman chained to the wall. She looked helpless. Her eyes distant and her facial expression passive. Looking down over her body, Cindi noticed the two dildos penetrating her vagina and rectum. Both had to be at least two inches thick.

"Would you like to do anything to her before I set her free?" Graz'zt asked.

Too easy, Cindi thought to herself. If she was going to get back at this succubus, she wanted to do it on her own, and in a way that the succubus would enjoy at first. She did not want more help from a demon who already said she owed him something. She looked over the succubus again - firm breasts, white skin, full lips.

Slowly Cindi stepped up to the succubus and called upon her magic to protect her, then gently kissed the succubus on the lips, surprising herself, as well as the two others in the room.

"This is interesting,"

Cindi heard Graz'zt move closer to her, and then felt his hands on her back. She figured it was more than likely it was her body is what Graz'zt wanted. And it was probably better if it was on her terms, and not his. So she continued to tease the succubus while Graz'zt watched.

Cindi's hand moved down the length of the chained body before her, until it reached the dildo that protruded from the woman's moist red labia. Taking the base of the dildo, she slowly pulled it almost all the way out, finding the dildo was about ten inches long. She then pushed it back inside the succubus, causing the succubus to gasp and moan.

Cindi felt Graz'zt's hands on the back of her legs, pulling the hem of her red dress all the way up to her waist, exposing her bare bottom to him. She felt teeth on the flesh of her ass, and then a tongue. His hand worked the dress up further, until it was at her shoulders. Cindi let go of the dildo, and raised her arms so that Graz'zt could take the dress off her.

"Are you enjoying Corie?" Graz'zt whispered in her ear.

Cindi didn't reply, and instead called upon her magic. She touched the links of the chains that held Corie to the wall. The links broke, freeing Corie's arms. Cindi then bent her head down, taking one of Corie's nipples into her mouth, and sucking on it.

Cindi was aware of Graz'zt's hands on her own naked body. He caressed her breasts, and his fingers squeezed her nipples. Then his hands were running down her sides, between her legs. Cindi grasped the end of the dildo in Corie's pussy and began thrusting it in and out of the succubus. Corie's hips jerked and her head came forward to sink her sharp teeth into Cindi's shoulder.

Cindi gasped in pain, driving the dildo into the succubus with extra force, as she jumped slightly. Then Cindi felt something pressing at the entrance to her own pussy, something very thick and very hard. Graz'zt pushed his cock into Cindi with a single slow thrust, causing Cindi to grunt in surprise, in pain, and in pleasure. Graz'zt held her naked hips from behind and began thrusting forcefully in and out of Cindi, causing her to whimper with each stroke. The harder Graz'zt's thrust inside her, the harder Cindi worked the dildo inside Corie. The succubus moved her hand down between Cindi's leg, and began rubbing her clitoris, bringing forth louder moans from Cindi.

Cindi felt herself being pulled back, and lowered, Graz'zt taking both himself and her to the floor. Cindi, now lay on her back on top of Graz'zt chest, watched as Corie pulled the dildo out of her pussy, and then the second dildo out of her ass before stepping closer to the two on the floor.

Cindi could feel Graz'zt rutting in and out of her pussy. His coarse hands now squeezed her breasts. Corie crouched at Cindi's feet, and began kissing up her legs, her thighs. Corie's tongue then centered on her clitoris, licking at it as Graz'zt's wet shaft moved in and out. Corie then licked up Cindi's body, over her stomach, breasts, and then looked into her eyes.

The succubus rose to stand over Cindi and Graz'zt, and then straddled Cindi until she had a perfect view of the succubus' shaved pussy. Corie then crouched down over Cindi's face. Cindi knew what was wanted from her. Just as Graz'zt again thrust deep inside her, Cindi stuck her tongue out, and licked along Corie's gaping labia.

The succubus gasped, and ground her pussy onto Cindi's mouth. Cindi pushed her tongue into the succubus, thrusting her tongue deep inside as if it were a miniature penis. She couldn't believe she was doing this, as it was almost as if she were dreaming all of it, and nothing was real. Pleasure was swelling inside her, and her head was beginning to swim. She closed her lips over the succubus' clitoris, sucking hard.

Corie moaned, her back arched, and her fingers squeezing and pulling at her own nipples. Graz'zt continued to buck underneath Cindi, driving his cock in and out of her at a faster rate.

Suddenly the succubus let out a scream and her hips began to shake as she went into orgasm. Cindi continued to suck on her clitoris until Corie collapsed onto her side.

Graz'zt pushed Cindi into a sitting position, and then off him, and turned her around. Cindi, knew what he wanted, and straddled his hips. She took hold of his wet cock and guided it back to the entrance of her tunnel. Graz'zt pushed his hips up off the floor, as Cindi sank onto his crotch, and groaned in pleasure as his cock filled her.

Cindi planted her hands on either side of the demon's shoulders and brushed her breasts against his face. She began rolling her hips, sliding herself up the length of Graz'zt's cock, and then back down to take his length into her again. Cindi suddenly felt Corie's tongue on her anus and gasped. Cindi almost knew for certain what was about to happen next, and moaned in anticipation.

Corie pushed her tongue into Cindi's ass, lubricating it with her saliva. The succubus then positioned herself behind the witch, placing the head of the dildo at the entrance of Cindi's anus.

Cindi felt then felt the head of the dildo push inside her ass. She felt the tightening of her pussy as the dildo began to slowly work its way up inside her rectum, until she was filled in both holes. Cindi groaned as Corie began to work the dildo in and out of her rectum, stretching it. She felt stuffed, but it felt wonderful. She began throwing herself back at Graz'zt's penis, and the dildo, trying to get more of them inside her.

The increase in tightness had apparently taken its toll on Graz'zt. She felt his cock swell inside her, and his hot semen was shooting inside her. Corie continued working the dildo harder and faster with each stroke. Suddenly Cindi was in orgasm. She screamed out as her body convulsed. Her pussy and rectum squeezed at the shafts inside her.

Cindi felt herself becoming increasingly exhausted, unnaturally exhausted. She realized what was happening. Graz'zt had casted a spell of sleep on her.

She struggled to get up, and cursed at herself for not thinking to set up some defenses. It was much too late however, and knowing this, stopped her struggle.

Corie continued moving the dildo, slower now, in and out of her rectum.

The next thing she knew, she was naked and spread out on a table with her wrists and ankles chained.

Continued in Chapter 5

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