Cindi in the Nine Hells - Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Cindi gazed about herself, becoming fully aware of her situation. She was still in Graz'zt's Manor, and still in the same room she had found the succubus chained to the wall. As she looked about, she saw no signs of the Demon's presence. However, a voice her right notified her that the succubus still lingered about.

"Ah, the witch has finally awoken." The succubus spoke in her sultry voice.

She moved toward Cindi on the right side of the table, a seductive sway to her ample hips. Naked even still, the soft curves of her pale breasts bounced slightly with her every step. She held in her right hand a lengthy feather. As she came to stand beside Cindi, she ran its tip lightly between Cindi's breasts.

Cindi let out a gasp as she felt the feathers light touch. Anger rose and she pulled at the restraints holding her wrists and ankles, all to no avail, as the bonds held tight.

"Let me go!" She yelled to the seductress.

As she writhed on the table, she attempted to draw magical energies to her, in hopes of using them to help her break free. However, even as she did so, she noticed that the shackles on her wrists took on a faint pale glow, absorbing the very energies that would have otherwise reached Cindi. She began to ponder another way in which to free herself, when her thoughts where interrupted by the touch of the feather between her legs.

The soft touch of the instrument tickled across her inner thigh and brought a startled gasp from her lips, causing her body to tense, and jerk on the table.

"No! Stop it!"

The succubus grinned down at her, and ran her tongue across her lips. "Mmm, I think I'm going to have some fun with you. The master said you are now mine to do with as I please. No one is going to save you, my sweet."

She brought the feather up from between Cindi's legs, sliding across Cindi's belly, and then around the swell of her breasts, teasing her sensitive flesh before bringing it's tip light across her right nipple.

Cindi moaned, her back aching in response to the manipulation of the feather. She could feel her arousal beginning to betray her, her nipple hardening against the touch of the feather, standing out as a beacon of her desires. Even between her legs, she could feel moisture building within her still sore passage. Her inner lips, swollen from their earlier abuse, were nonetheless inviting.

Cindi pleaded, "Please don't do this," She bit at her lower lip as she tried to control the sensations that flooded her body.

"Don't do what?" The succubus replied.

Bending over Cindi's prone form, the face of the succubus hovered above Cindi's before she moved down. A groan emitted from Cindi as she felt the succubus extent her tongue, trailing the wet muscle across Cindi's throat, and then between her breasts. The tongue left a wet trail in its wake, glistening on the soft flesh of Cindi's body. The succubus then brought her tongue to Cindi's left nipple. Licking around the cap of Cindi's breast, the tongue lashed across it until it hardened, wet with saliva. Her lips then closing around it, her teeth biting into its sides, Cindi cried out as she felt a hot sting of pleasure surging through her breast. Her legs tensed tightly as she pulled at the shackled, her eyes closing tightly in defiance to the burning arousal that ran rampant through her body, increasing with every passing moment.

As Cindi felt the mouth leave her nipple, she breathed a soft sigh of relief, though it was short lived. She felt the feather's tip again pressing between her legs. It's soft tip teasing her labia, the tickling sensation filling Cindi with an itch between her legs she simply could not satisfy with her arms bound. Another cry escaped her mouth, as she struggled against the teasing touch of the feather.

"Stop! Ahh." She could feel her juices beginning to seep out of her passage, leaving her labia wet with desire.

As the succubus continued to manipulate her sex with the feather, the tip became wet with Cindi's juices, causing the feather to become less effective.

"Mmm, seems your body is betraying you." Corie said.

Even as she spoke the words, she brought her head down between Cindi's legs, extending her tongue to taste the moisture leaking from Cindi's pussy. The tongue pushed aside Cindi's swollen labia, forcing them gently apart and exposing the pink inner flesh. As the tip of Corie's tongue touched the sensitive enflamed tissue, Cindi let out a squeal. Her body arched, pushing her breasts out, and her stomach becoming a tight knot. Cindi's clit emerged from its hood due to her arousal, quickly becoming another source for the Succubus to torture her.

Corie attacking the budding nub between her legs, trapped it between her teeth, squeezing it tightly. She sucked at it, forcing a cry of pain from Cindi's lips. Corie's tongue than pressed over the clit, sending soothing warmth across it's surface, while fingers began to probe at the mouth of Cindi's pussy. Two digits slowly pushed into the wet passage, exploring the pliable inner folds of her pussy.

Cindi seemed to accept her fate. She opened her mouth and groaned with pleasure at the feeling of the two fingers penetrating her pussy. She rocked her hips against them, trying to force them deeper into herself, longing to feel herself stuffed full with something hard and thick. As the fingers worked consistently in and out of her saturated folds, the succubus continued her assault on Cindi's clit. Each passing moment brought on new surges of pleasure for Cindi, and very quickly she felt herself nearing climax.

With a scream of pleasure, her body trembling, and the inner folds of her cunt clamping down and clenched at the two fingers inside her, Cindi orgasmed. Corie pulled away from the trembling witch, grinning wickedly at her own success.

"See, just give in, and you can enjoy this as much as I will."

The succubus stepped away, to a rack of sexual instruments. Cindi for her part, lay still, trying to recover from the climax she'd just experienced. Her breathing deep, her eyes closed, she wasn't able to see as Corie picked up a large double-ended phallus. Squatting down, Corie pressed the thick end of the long instrument into herself, forcing her labia inwards with the pressure before it was fed into the depths of her tunnel. Holding still for a moment, she allowed herself to become accustomed to the shaft filling her. After inserting a third of it's length, she could feel it's firm tip pressing against her cervix. Slowly she stood and carefully made her way towards the shackled witch, each movement causing the dildo to rub against her inner walls.

Cindi's eyes opened wide with surprise when she felt Corie climb atop the table and straddle her thighs. Then something pressing against the mouth of her pussy. The firm end of the dildo forced her swollen folds to open around it. The succubus pushed the shaft slowly into the soaking wet depths of Cindi's pussy with a wet shlick.

"Oh gods!" Cindi moaned, felt herself stretching around the plunging instrument as she looked up at the succubus leaning over her.

Her hips bucked up towards Corie's, forcing herself to absorb more of the dildo's length. Corie began to move the dildo back and forth. Each thrust forced the portion inside her own passage to surge deeper, filling her pussy each time. Corie took one of Cindi's nipples into her mouth, pulling and sucking at it, while her powerful thrusts wedged the shaft into their wanton pussies.

Cindi's body writhed beneath the driving force of the dildo and she felt herself nearing another orgasm. Each time the end of the dildo pressed against her cervix, she lost a bit of her control to the pleasure that filled her.

"So good, fuck me harder!" She cried out, bucking up at the probing cock. "Ah! Ah!" She gasped with each of Corie's thrusts. "Ohhh, yesss, I want to touch you! Let me touch you!"

The succubus could feel her orgasm approaching, and the witch's wanton cries only aided in increasing Corie's arousal. She felt that Cindi was hers, that she'd succeeded in defeating the witch, and had shattered her will. And so, when Cindi spoke of her desires of touching the other woman, Corie was happy to allow her to do so. Reaching up, the succubus undid the shackles that bound Cindi's wrists. Even as she did so, her lips sought Cindi's, pressing down upon them, driving her tongue into the witch's mouth.

Cindi was too overwhelmed with pleasure to notice the magic that again began to return to her. Forcing her lips tightly against the succubus, her tongue mashed against the other. Cindi returned the kiss with passion that rivaled Corie's. It wasn't until she began to feel herself slowly weakening, her muscles relaxing, the world around her slowly fading, that she became aware of the power inside her being. With the dildo pumping in and out of her clutching passage, she found it difficult to fight the pleasure that consumed her. Her hands moved over Corie's body, fingernails raking her flesh. Cindi's body surged upwards at her nearing climax, and she let out another cry of pleasure, one that would surely be her last.

Corie was unprepared for the force of Cindi's climax. The surge of energy became a brutal blow, that pushed Corie off the table and threw her across the room until with a loud thunk, she struck the wall. Her breath was stolen by the force of the impact, and she slid down to sit on the floor, gasping.

Cindi, still in the throes of her orgasm, screamed with pleasure. Her juices squirted around the shaft of the dildo that was still trapped inside, her inner walls clutching it. The other half of it's length hung lewdly between her legs in the puddle of cum that spread beneath her. 

The witch was lucky that the succubus had been surprised by her initial attack, for it gave her the time to gather her wits. With a simple twist of her hand, Cindi called enough power to unlock the shackles that bound her ankles. She reached between her legs and pulled the dildo out with a wet slurp sound. She rolled off the table with a groan, near collapsing on her weakened legs, and leaned against the table for support,

Corie, slowly recovering from the impact of striking the wall, looked up at the witch in surprise. "H-how?" Was all she could mutter, still gasping for air.

Cindi turned to gaze at the succubus. She could feel her own strength returning, and the effects of her orgasm ebbing. She could also feel anger swelling inside her. She grabbed the wet dildo on the table as an idea formed in her head. Channeling energy, she cast a spell that animated the instrument in her hand. The large phallus wiggled in her hand as if it was alive. 

She released it and pointed at Corie, "Fuck her!"

The dildo could not fly, and fell to the floor with a wet smacking sound. It bounced and began to worm and leap towards Corie, while Cindi started to move away. She was nearly out the door of the Mansion when she heard Corie's cry for help, the cry sounded of both pained and pleasure. A grin formed on her lips, and she summoned clothes to cover her nakedness.

As Cindi stepped outside the mansion, she became wary of the possibility that Graz'zt may not care for her leaving. Calling upon her power, she faded from sight. Invisible, she began to make her way back towards the river Styx, intent on returning to Hell.

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Unseen, she was able to make her way easily to a dock. There she could see Charon waiting patiently, as though he'd been aware of her coming, and had crossed the river specifically to greet her. His red eyes sent a chill down her spine as she drew nearer. When she became visible once again, Charon raised a bony hand, beckoning her onto the old boat.

Cindi quietly stepped onto the boat, and looked down into the dark water. She took a seat, and the boat immediately began to move away from docks. She could hear the soft lapping of water against the boat, as the ferryman began to steer it down the river. She could also hear the agonizing cries of those trapped in the water. Trying to ignore them, she closed her eyes, thinking of better things, like the world she'd left behind.

As she rested, she felt something cold on her leg, sliding up her calf. Her eyes snapped open, and she looked down to see what was touching her. There, through one of the many holes in the bottom of the boat, a hand emerged from the water, grasping at her leg. Startled, she let out a cry and immediately stood up. Her action caused the boat to rock dangerously, almost causing her to be tossed overboard.

Barely able to stand, she managed to grab hold of the side of the boat, and fell to her knees for stability. She could feel the hand move up to her thigh, it's cold clammy grasp seemed intent on violating her.

She scrambled forward, gasping, "No! Don't touch me!"

She summoned her magic and then remembered that it was unavailable while on the River Styx. Kicking back at the pale arm, it slid down and the hand was only clutching at her ankle now. She turned and sat in the boat, looking up to Charon. He seemed oblivious to the happenings, and silently continued to steer the boat.

"Aren't you going to do anything!?" She cried to the ferryman.

She got no response, and instead, suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder. Letting out another cry, she turned to see one of the lost beings was climbing into the boat. His skin was pale blue, wrinkled and water bloated. His eyes were black, and his mouth open in a low moan, displaying a lack of teeth. He was naked, and she could see his bloated cock, as it stood out erect from his crotch. With a shove, she pushed the undead back into the water.

"Get away from me!" She cried out. "Can't this boat move faster?"

She looked back to her ankle, where the hand still clutched. Instead of climbing again, it pulled her foot through the hole in the boat. She held tightly at the sides of the boat, trying to prevent herself from being pulled down further, kicking, and struggling to free her leg from the grasp that held it tight. As she struggled and focused on freeing her foot, another of the undead climbed into the boat in front of her.

"No!" She screamed out in both anger and fear, unsure of their intent.

The creature crouched, his hands reaching forward to grab her. She released one hand from the side of the boat to try and push him away, only to be suddenly jerked down by the hand holding her ankle, pulling her foot into the water.

Before she could react, the creature in front of her lurched forward and clawed at her hip. He tore the thin fabric of her dress, exposing her pale flesh from hip to breast. She let out another cry, covering herself with her free hand and nudged at the undead creature with her free knee.

"Get out of here!" She cried.

Her leg was easily caught, and pushed aside as the creature leaned against the inside of her thigh. The creature grabbed her hand, forced it away from her breasts, causing the fabric of her dress to gape open. His head bent to her exposed breast and his lips were cold and wet, as they sucked at her nipple. His skin smelled like saltwater and dead flesh.

Cindi gasped as she felt the icy sting on her nipple, causing it to swell and harden. She continued to struggle, though she could feel pleasure running through her breast. She pulled her other foot free with a yank. As her leg rose, it gave room for the undead creature to settle between her thighs. She pushed at his shoulder with her free hand, and pulled her captured wrist, squirming against him.

The undead suckled on her nipple, pulling at it, his gums nibbling at it, causing Cindi to whimper. At the same time, she could feel the cold touch of his hand between her legs, fingers splaying her labia, exposing her pink inner flesh. His bloated wet fingers rubbed up and down her slit, teasing her clit to arousal, even against her own desires.

Releasing her breast from the grasp of his mouth, he leaned back slightly and also removed his hand from her crotch. Immediately, Cindi could feel the smooth head of his icy cock pressing against her pussy, pushing her labia inwards, forcing yet another cry from her lips.

"Ugh! No....."

She could feel the pressure increasing, and then the head of his cock was fed into her moistening folds. She jerked her wrist in his grasp and pushed against his shoulder again. The undead leaned forward, pushing his cock into her. Water from his pale blue face dribbled on her exposed breast and darkened the red fabric of her torn dress.

Cindi let out grunts, as each thrust drove deeper, her folds splayed around his thickness. Her inner walls gripped the bloated cock tightly, following the lengthy shaft as it plunged in and out of her. Her arms were released, and by reflex, she grabbed either side of the boat for balance and squeezed his hips with her thighs.

The undead creature tore at the remaining shred of her dress and groped her breasts as he ploughed into her, twisting and pulling at her nipples, sending pain and pleasure through her system. She felt herself becoming more aroused as the undead cock thrustly deeply. She could feel the end mashing against her cervix with every thrust.

Just then, she felt the cock expand within her, causing her to cry out as her inner walls were stretched. The undead creature stopped thrusting and let out a long hiss. Then a sudden gush of icy liquid flooded her pussy. Realizing the undead creature was somehow able to generate sperm and sate his carnal desires with her body sent her into a overwhelming orgasm. Her head bent back, and she let out a cry that seemed to echo over the river. She could feel the cold fluid seeping out of her passage and dribbling against her ass.

She lay gasping under the weight of the undead thing, both hands clutching the sides of the boat. Her pussy pulsed, squeezing the softening undead cock. When he rose and pulled out, she saw another undead humanoid push the first aside as he climbed between her thighs and filling her soaked pussy with his bloated blue cock.

The emptiness within her tunnel was filled again. She wrapped her legs around his cold hips, pulling herself against his every thrust. She ground her swollen clit against his pelvis each time he was fully within her. Cindi's breasts jiggled back and forth with the force of each thrust.

This trend continued for the duration of the trip across the river. Each time one of the lost souls filled her with its ichor, another was there to replace it. Cindi accepted each one of them, having dozens of orgasms on their members. When finally the boat docked in Hell, her pussy was gapping and tender, blue ichor spilling out and puddling in the bottom of the boat. The lost souls were gone and only Charon remained, still and silent.

Slowly, she rose from the boat and stepped onto the dock, stumbling on weak knees. Blue fluids dripped down her inner thighs. With glassy eyes, she began towards the tavern, uncaring of her nakedness.

The End

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