Dusk stumbled upstairs, his legs hurting, as he felt all the energy in his body leave him. Gabby is holding him up. A small short stack if he could say anything as she pushed him up, all be it holding him by the rear; she continued.

“What the heck was that? I mean… Magic, it felt so.”

“Weird, yeah, I know. Magic is not much of a specialty; few creatures can use it, mainly fairies, and humans can use it though normally, a human has to sell their soul or do something with it. The only people I think I know in my long life that could do it without it was Merlin and Morgana, but they were half demons.” Gabby said while she helped him up to his room.

“I mean, it would be cool, but… The guy seems like a complete dick.” Dusk hated to admit it as he pushed forward, finding his head pounding more. Not sure if it was from being affected by such magic or if his head was hurting.

“That he was Bada, though hey, the way you punched him, now that was hot, maybe we can get some slick on.” She cooed more, though Dusk shook his head,

“Not tonight. besides, we need to establish when your night in the week is; tonight is my night off.” He groaned as he got into his room.

“Dusk, where have you been!” Ember is standing there wearing a lovely golden nighty, the ruby Egg in her hand as she looks at him. Dusk found it more surprising with her hair up as she blew fire down on the egg.

“Sorry, it’s just.”

“He got attacked by a Wizard,” Gabby said while she pushed him into the room. Dusk stumbled in there as he gave a hard grunt.

“I hate Wizards; they think they’re cool and strong just because they whip their hands around like a goober.” Ember said as she rolled her eyes, “If I find this guy, I’ll kick his ass.” She muttered while blowing more fire on the egg.

“Well, he claimed he used to be the owner of the Bordello; the guy's name is blueblood.” dusk said, his head pounding, barely noticing how strange Ember seemed to act.

Though when Ember heard the name Magnus, she nearly dropped the egg, the way it slipped out of her hand, while she looked at Dusk with that blank expression, only to realize what was happening and catch it with a scary face.

“Did you say, Blueblood?” Her lips quivered almost in fear.

“Yeah, do you know him,” Dusk asked, reminding himself that while Ember looked in her late twenties, she was over five hundred years or so? For a hot second, Dusk thought he could see fear in her eyes as she looked at him. She turned around, placing the egg on the bed.

Dusk watched the bed smoke for a second as she sat down.

“He’s back, no—Why the hell is he back? It’s been nearly three hundred years. He should have been dead.” She rolled her hands through her hair as she sat by the egg. Dusk looked at Gabby for a minute as he walked toward the Dragon.

“You want to talk about it.”

“Give me a minute, cause if that bastard back… Fuck.” She rolled her hand as Dusk looked back, touching the warm egg, Rubbing it gently while he turned to rub Ember's back. Ember seemed to let out a long sigh as she looked at him,

“Fine, I’ll tell you, but just be careful.”

“Alright, tell me everything I need to know,” Dusk said, knowing he couldn’t walk away from this. The guy wanted their home, and he wouldn’t let this bastard take it.

“ Blueblood, he—” But before Ember could finish the sentence, Dusk suddenly screamed in pain; it felt like fire was shooting from his skull as he grabbed ahold of it. Like everything was electrocuting him as he let out a terrifying scream.

“Dusk!” Ember screamed. She turned towards Gabby as she called out,

“Get Celestia! Get someone!” Ember called while Dusk lay on the bed finding memories shooting into his head, memories of his time in hell once again.

Chapter 8: Asmodeus: Home For Horny Demons

Dusk was walking behind Gabby, watching the short stack walking deeper into hell as she moved on,

“So, where are we heading to?” Dusk asked while feeling the heat starting to get to him. It felt like it was over a hundred degrees, though some of him suspected this was thanks to Ember’s and Sunset's magic working on him. If not, he might have been burnt to a crisp in this place in mere seconds.

“Heading to his place You Bada,” Gabby said while she walked towards one of the stone walls, her fingers grazing it while Dusk looked around,

“And who is he, Um Gabby, right?” He said, more confused, while he looked around. “It’s so strange, and I never expected Hell to be like… this.”

“What were you expecting, Bada?” Gabby asked as she moved her hand around the walls like she was looking for anything while Dusk watched her raise an eyebrow.

“Well, it’s Hell; I expected racks of torture, more screaming, people being punished by demons. But beside you and Abaddon. There’s been no one.”

“You’ll find souls, though they try to hide. Like sometimes, we play games with them, see how long they can hide, and if we catch them, we drag them to the rack. It keeps the torture interesting. Once had a man hide for twenty years, when we caught them, slick got a pineapple shoved up his ass.” She spoke while cursing while she hit the wall. Turning back, looking towards Dusk, “Bada, mind lifting me, I’m too short.” She spoke annoyed,

“Sure, no problem.” Dusk moved in to pick her up. He couldn’t help finding it amusing as he held her hips. They felt so plump as she moved around, “So, who was the guy? I mean, the one who got the pineapple shoved up his ass?”

“Not sure had a funny mustache. I think his name was Holster or something.” Dusk twitched his head in response.

“So, Adam Sandler was right. Hmm, awesome.”

“Who’s Adam Sandler?” Gabby asked while she looked back at him. Her hands touched the walls still as she sunk them between the cracks.

“Oh, he’s an actor who does some funny movies, then some other ones.” Dusk said, drifting off, when Gabby called out in triumph, “Found the sucker!” She began pulling what looked like a lever, and she pulled it down.

“You can put me down now, Bada; come on, we’ve got to pass through his domain if we want to get you out of here.”

“Again, who are we going to pass?” Dusk asked, more annoyed as he placed her down. Leah smirked as she patted him between his legs,

“No worry, he’s a cool dude, and He’ll let us through guy runs the second circle. The names Abaddon; hope you're ready.”

The sound of sliding stones rubbing against each other as he watched the walls open away. While looking off, Dusk found it jaw-dropping to see what was off in the distance, The sight of it a Castle standing high. A vortex was swirling around. The smell of musk hitting Dusk like a wrecking ball. He imagined if he was closer when it hit him. Dusk might have fallen on his rear.

The sounds of thunders clapping off in the distance, though instead of a loud bang. Dusk found himself thinking he heard a loud moan.

“What the heck is this place?” Dusk asked Gabby how she looked off in the distance, her leg rubbing together.

“It’s the second circle, the circle of lust. The palace there is the home of the demon lord: Asmodeus.”

There was another loud cracking of moaning thunder. At the same time, Dusk looked over at Gabby, who seemed hot and bothered by everything around her.

“Are you ok?” Dusk asked while he touched the imp. Gabby only reacted by moaning with grand lust as she took a deep breath,

“I’m fine—it’s just that the circle affects d-demons mummy! Like me badly.” She let out a long moan, finding herself playing with her thighs. Dusk raised an eyebrow,

“Are you going to need some help getting there? It looks like you can barely even walk there.”

“No, I should be fine; I’m a good girl—I mean imp, I should be able to control myself.”

-000-

Walking towards the stone castle, Gabby was grinding against Dusk’s back. Her soft hips rolled as they found she couldn’t walk too far without moaning and falling to her knees.

“Thanks, Daddy, I mean, Bada!” She spoke louder, clearly embarrassed by what she had said, as Dusk rolled his eyes. “No problem, besides just trying to help you out, that’s all.”

Yet Dusk hated to admit it, and he didn’t mind having the imp against his back, though he found it strange; most of the women in his life up to this point had been able to pick him up like it was nothing, now he was holding onto her, as she humped him, with desperate moans of lust.

“Anything I should know about this Asmodeus?” Dusk wondered while they stumbled over a rocky hill,

“Just that they can turn themselves into a man or woman, they’re kind of horny and weird, and if you p-piss them off, they’ll swallow your soul.”

“How do you piss him off?” Dusk said while looking up towards the castle, getting closer; he could suddenly hear the screaming off to the side while he noticed a man lying there, being whipped and beaten by a group of sexy demon girls.

“Asmodeus is very firm on sexuality; he takes in the rapists, child molesters, and selfish lovers who refuse to please their partners. He’s got a lot of stuff, but if you haven’t been horrible to women and children, especially their women and children, they normally leave you alone.” Dusk nodded, looking at the demon woman still attacking the man. Still, he cringes while watching them rip off his dick.

“Who’s that poor son of a bitch?” Feeling a bit bad for the guy having his dick ripped off. Even while watching it begin to grow back. Gabby shook her head,

“Not sure, though if you want, you could ask them; they might not attack you since you weren’t in their circle; demons can be odd.”

‘Like you?” Dusk joked while feeling Gabby bit on his ear, more of a nibble, but a fine pinch, as he shook his head in annoyance. The wonder of who could get tortured like this was somewhat overwhelming. So, he decided to detour and go towards the demon girls.

They were walking towards them, more careful not to cause trouble. They were focused on the man and barely noticed Dusk as he called out. They each were something; if it wasn’t for their pure red skin and horns protruding from their heads, he might have taken them for supermodels.

“Hey there!” The Demon woman stopped for a second, looking towards Dusk; the man below them stopped screaming as he lay there, his chest expanding in silence.

“What is it you want!” One growled, clearly mad they stopped them from torturing the poor bastard.

“Yes, what do you want? And who are you, Imp.”

“Names Gabby; I’m usually a third circle Demon; we wanted to speak to Asmodeus.” She panted hard while she ground Dusk. Her hands played with his chest.

“Then head to the Castle Asmodeus resides their Imp; take the soul there.”

“Yeah, I just wanted to know who this guy was. No offense, just curious.”

One of the other demon girls Looked at Dusk like she was trying to read him for a minute, though she answered,

“This soul belonged to a man named Wind Rider, he murdered men and women because he couldn’t get laid, and his actions in life have led to more women being hurt as he’s praised, and he shall be punished for his action.” She suddenly raised the whip, hitting the soul and causing him to scream in agony.

“He wanted to be desired by woman, and no, he got it; we so desire a good bit of him. I even got a new plaything.” Another one said while holding the limped ripped-up piece of his dick, “Sadly though, I don’t think it’ll do much pleasuring. I might mount it on the wall next to Epstein.” She cooed with delight. Dusk looked at the young man and watched how ripped apart and shredded he was as he was healing before his eyes. He wanted to feel bad for the guy, but realizing who he was, Dusk found he didn’t care.

“Well, thank you for letting me know. I mean, Me and my Imp friend here have to meet Asmodeus. Um, thanks.” Though before they left, one of the demonesses grabbed his arms.

“Mind if I ask you a question since we answered one of your men?” He looked back, seeing the Demon girl, who he realized was wearing black lipstick.

“I mean, sure, but I hope it’s not too long; we’re in a bit of a hurry.” More nervous, they might ask him to stay and participate in the torture.

“You smell of Monsters, were you ever associated with a house called Bordello of desire?” Dusk found his jaw slacking hearing that,

“Um yeah, I’m the owner of the place.”

“Interesting; I’m sure Asmodeus will have fun talking to you.” The other succubi nodded to each other while they grabbed ahold of the young man, “If you can excuse us, his torture for the hour is done, and we have a few more of his kind to take care of.”

With that, they began pulling the man away, and he screamed to Dusk to help him. Dusk simply watched him and resigned the monster to his fate, knowing that there wasn’t anything he could do even if he wanted to.

“We better get going,” Dusk said while shuffling off, carrying the horny imp towards the castle of Asmodeus. Gabby moaned,

“Go for its big daddy,” She didn’t even bother trying to change her wording as she moaned louder. Dusk shuddered, feeling his pants tingle with desire, as he continued walking, trying to think of something else, maybe Grandma’s in bikinis. He shuddered at the imagery that invaded his mind.

Walking through the second circle of Hell was quite something. Even after passing by the sexy demon girls, he saw more, each of them doing something he imagined would cause even the cenobites to call out a safe word. With the wracks of sexual torture going on, he closed his eyes, squeaking in horror.

It made him hope he never ended up on these girl's blocks; heck, one of them he saw was a man screaming while being buttfucked by with a spiked dildo, with a name etched, he wasn’t sure if it was the guy’s name or the demons, But whoever Jim was they were in for a heck of a time.

“Jesus, This is crazy; I mean, it's hell and all, but.”

“Remember, big Daddy, this place is for those who were horrible in life. They brought this on themselves.” She moaned more as Dusk felt a hand leave his shoulder, and he had a feeling he knew what she was doing with it.

“Yeah, but it just seems like overkill. Like, isn’t there a moment when a soul can be released? Is it for all eternity?”

“It depends; I’m a third circle demon; we torture our own set of souls. Sometimes a soul can leave, but it's rare, and they have to mean it. But what happens is they get sent to being taken back to earth for a second chance. If they screw up, they just end up back here.”

Dusk nodded as they made it towards the castle. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that, making him wonder if he had ever been in Hell and given a second chance. This was something he could never be sure of; After all, does one ever genuinely remember being down in Hell?

The castle was something, and as he got closer, he realized that the around it were shaped like giant dicks. “Little on the nose, isn’t it, or is he compensating?”

“Asmodeus has a thing for flair, and the second circle has a habit of making towards look like big dicks ba- badda.” She moaned more as Dusk felt something on his back. He was tempted to tell her off but shook his head, knowing it wasn’t worth it.

“So, Why am I not affected by the place, you know, making me overly horny and all that fun stuff.”

“Told you, the circle affects people differently; demons like me get hit like a wrecking ball while mortals like you, it varies. Though I can feel you getting excited.” In response, Dusk felt her tail wrapping around, grabbing him by the junk, and he groaned, trying to fight it off, thinking about Baseball and cute puppies. The issue was the puppies were transforming into sexy anthro women wanting his cock. He shuddered, trying to push them out of his head.

“Well, it’s doing something, that’s for sure, but we must keep going.” He kept reminding himself as he bit his lips, ignoring his blue balls. The castle's door opened as if they had been welcomed before.

The sight of it, as Dusk walked in, the sounds of moaning, the loud clapping of flesh against each other. The smell of sex filled the room, if not the whole castle, as they continued venturing down it. His heart races faster, listening to the moans, the never-ending sound of sex around him. It made the bordello seem tame, Dusk admitted.

They moved through, passing the walls and every door; they heard the sounds of cracking whips and ecstatic screaming as he moved in close. He felt tempted to open the doors and see what kind of kinky shit they were getting into. Yet when he reached over to grab one of the doors, Gabby grabbed his hand, pulling it back.

“Hey, what was that for?”

“Don’t touch the door; they might snatch you up; Asmodeus might be nicer of the demon lords, but doesn’t mean he ain’t dangerous, Bada.” He found his grip tightening on the handle for a second; the feeling of lustful curiosity overwhelmed him, but he eventually let go.

“Let’s go,” There, the two would begin walking towards the center of the castle into the throne room.

He was moving into the throne room. The walls ran red, like satin silk, while he could see the glass windows painted with vestiges of naked men and women, each residing in sexual acts. It was like a temple for pleasure in this hellish landscape.

“A bit much, isn’t it? I mean, people might figure this was a whore house.” He snorted, being one to talk, while he stepped in. His cock pulsed tightly against his pants as Gabby whipped sweat off his brow.

“Asmodeus is one for the grand exploit, and they are proud of being the ruler of the realm of lust,” Gabby whispered while she bit his neck, sucking it. It would eventually leave a hickey there. But Dusk didn’t pay much attention to it.

The throne room was filled with grace, though overwhelmed by the orgy going on, Demons pleasuring each other from head to toe. Dusk watched, more surprised while resisting it. As He could feel every fiber of his body wanting to join in. Yet Gabby, who, despite being horny herself and grinding around him. Her tail sneaked into his pants. She kept him focused, also.

Then sitting above the carnal lust stood a creature; it looked like a man, but it turned into a woman within a blink of an eye. Before switching back, the face looked beautiful beyond imagining, Though the body matched it when it kept changing, from a strong masculine man to a feminine woman with a sleek body—small perky breasts.

The creature sat there naked, revealing more about it. While Dusk looked down, he found himself repulsed as he realized that swinging between its legs was a cock that would match the size of a hung horse. The other thing that seemed to remain upon this creature was the ram horns atop its head.

“Who is this? Who comes to the orgy of my Asmodeus?” The man, who was also a woman, spoke with a voice that sounded like two people were speaking at the same time

“I did?” Dusk exclaimed while feeling, Gabby wrapping her tail around his cock, gently stroking it. He resisted the urge to moan as he looked up at the ruler of the second circle.

“You’re not a part of this circle. That smell, you’re not dead? Who are you?” Asmodeus said while suddenly transforming into a short stack, with its more significant than its head and no waist. Asmodeus waved their hand, causing Dusk and Gabby to rise into the air as they stood on the perch before Asmodeus themselves.

“Well, The names Dusk and we want a safe passageway,” He spoke, trying not to say anything while trying to get a clear look at the being, though every time he blinked, Asmodeus kept transforming. “Um, what was it we also needed to do, Gabby?”

Dusk watched as Gabby seemed like she could barely focus, her face oozing with sexual bliss as she panted,

“We need to meet with her, the fallen one, to help, H-he’s Of sweet Satan, he’s not a sinner meant here. He just made it to this place by accident.”

“By accident? How did a nonsinner enter into Hell in the first place?” Asmodeus looked pissed. They were about to grab a riding crop on someone.

“Abaddon, apparently she had a plan to unleash Hell, and oh sweet Satan fuck my pussy! But this Bada got her sent back but trapped himself in here.” She moaned hard while she bit into his neck. Dusk groaned while trying to hold on, but the way she nibbled him. Dusk's hand found itself shaking.

“Oh, Abaddon, yeah, her.” Asmodeus looked annoyed just from hearing the demoness's name. Dusk found himself confused,

“You don’t like Abaddon? I thought you guy’s were like buddies, you know, demons and all.” Dusk watched as Asmodeus's face twisted for a second like He was just insulted by Dusk's comment.

“Abaddon is an extremist who feels that Hell should rule over the earth, that we should take the souls; if she had her way, the nine circles would bow before her that we should take the earth. Not thinking God would just drop his army of angels down upon us and destroy us.”

“Oh, Sorry, I mean, didn’t know.”

“It’s fine; demons like her and her little Cult give us demons a bad name.” As he spoke, the screams of one being tortured were released in the distance while Dusk watched him, unsure what the demon meant.

“I mean, isn’t that what most of Hell is for getting the souls of the damn and torturing them?” Dusk found himself being put down while Asmodeus raised their hand, summoning a chair; it was small though sat next to the Demon,

“Take a seat, and we can talk, so long as you hear none of my disciples shall bother you,” Asmodeus said, giving a deep breath. Dusk nodded though they realized Asmodeus had transformed into a muscular man with no dick. It was quite a strange sight.

Dusk sat down while Asmodeus looked down at him, those dark yellow eyes watching him with a wink. Dusk wondered if they were using their magic on him as he felt his member stiffening,

“Unlike popular belief, we demons are not all torture and horror, with sights that could drive you mortals mad; what we do here is a job. Lower monsters like your imp feel we might torture souls because it's fun. Now that’s not entirely true, while my fellow Ladies and lords of the circles like the idea.” Asmodeus clapped their hands, and drinks began appearing before them.

Dusk nearly grabbed one though he found himself reminded of the story of Persephone and the pomegranate. He hesitated to look at it. The drink was red like wine and smelling it. He found it smelled like apples.

“I don’t think I should drink this. No offense, but I don’t wanna risk being trapped here.” He muttered. Asmodeus rolled his eyes like he’d heard this one many times before,

“Suit yourself, though it’s not going to lead to a Hade's incident; I prefer not to keep souls here for as long as possible.” Dusk looked back at the wine finding himself more cautious as he was tempted to take a drink, but could he take the words of a demon? Soon he looked back, seeing Gabby, that strange Imp girl, and realized he was already putting his faith in one demon. Dusk might as well do it again. He grabbed the neck of the glass and tipped it, taking a drink.

“Good, good, now as I saw saying, Demons, much like my beautiful self, our job is to burn away the sins, rip them away from the souls of those. They’re like weights; the heavier the sin, the deeper down they go. So our job is to rip it away till nothing is left, and they can return to earth,” Asmodeus paused, taking another drink of his chalice. “ The memory feelings of their time back here, and well. If they do better, they go up there.” His fingers pointed into the sky; while Dusk looked up, he imagined he knew where he meant.

“What about the souls like well, Hitler?”

“Well, those souls, some weights are impossible to come off, but we take good care of them, making sure they learn of the sins they have commenced knowing they’ll never be free. Depending on how big they can be here for thousands of years, some hundreds.”

“I guess that makes sense.”

“It is when you think about it, though. With this being Hell, it can be complicated, and sometimes a soul can be sent back if they’ve been a very, very good boy or girl. Actually….” Asmodeus seemed to form a smile on their face as it transformed into looking a bit like a sexy blonde.

“Maybe I should give you an example. Succubus, bring me a soul.” Asmodeus didn’t give a name or anyone specific, but they knew who their lord wanted. “You’re gonna like this one Dusk.” Asmodeus chuckled while Dusk was sure he might not like it as much as the demon suspected.

There, a loud screaming could be heard as two demons landed before the two of them; in their arms was none other than the last person Dusk expected to see again,

She stood there naked, almost primal, with hair dripping over her face, But Dusk knew who she was. It was none other than Starlight. She looked at Dusk with utter fear.

“Starlight?” Dusk said, his voice raised more surprise while she looked at Dusk, fear in her eyes as she looked towards Asmodeus,

“Please, let me go; I’m not a bad person; I went to church. I didn’t do anything evil.”

“Did you know, How about we look upon what you did.” Asmodeus summoned a large scroll; it looked ancient like it was close to tearing apart if you looked at it wrong. Asmodeus began pulling it back as he looked upon it reading it.

“You accused a man of rape and had him locked away, putting him in jail for nearly an entire year before you revealed that you had lied.”

“It was an accident. I didn’t mean to; I was afraid of what my father would do if he found out I slept with a man he disagreed with; I was wrong. But I didn’t want my father to disinherit me; Dusk, you have to believe me.” She looked at Dusk, the sadness in her eyes and the fear as she watched him, “I told him I lied. I did; I never intended for you to land in jail. Or any of this to happen.”

“It does not matter what your intention is, young woman, and your actions ended up bringing you here; your action resulted in six humans and an incubus death. Then the fact it nearly destroyed the world!” Asmodeus spoke loudly, their voice booming, “Your actions have consequences, and then you sold your soul to the Demon Abaddon.”

“I was lied to, she told me that I would gain forgiveness if I let her in, But I didn’t know she was going to take my body. I didn’t know she was a demon. Please, I beg you, I’m not a monster.” Starlight cried louder again

“You still nearly caused the end of everything damning more souls. However, you will not be judged at the near end of the world. You have been sentenced to reside here for the next thousand years. Though you may have your time shorted if the one you hurt and began this domino effect forgives you.” Asmodeus looked toward Dusk with a smile, almost a sadistic but lovely smile.

“So, Dusk, shall you forgive this soul and allow her to leave her sentence early, or shall she be trapped here for a thousand years?” As he bit his lip, Dusk looked back and forth at Starlight and Asmodeus for a minute. He was feeling Gabby humping his leg.

“Please, Dusk, forgive me; I don’t want to be thrown into the tentacle pit again, I beg you. What do you want me to do? I’ll suck your cock; I’ll let you hit me; just please don’t let me deal with a thousand years of torture.” She cried more, face turning red as she held onto the ground. Starlight looked around as if she was going to be pulled away by something.

Dusk's heart skipped a beat. He wanted to say something, do something; he felt his rage growing after everything Starlight had done to him, and she was here on her knees begging him for forgiveness to get out of a punishment she placed on her soul.

He was going to do something, but he felt a hand on his shoulder second. He looked back for a brief second. Dusk imagined he saw Ember; no, it was Applejack—Not Sunset. But the way the three looked at him for a split second, he imagined it was a look of disappointment if he followed the path Dusk would take if he didn’t forgive her.

Dusk let out a long sigh,

“You know what, I forgive you, Starlight, I forgive you,” Dusk said, Starlight, watching him with a giant smile.

“Thank you. Dusk, thank you so much!” She looked like she was about to run and kiss him, though Dusk pushed her back,

“Don’t think this means I care for you; I’m doing what's right. When you leave here, try and live a better life. But this is the last time you’ll ever see me.” Dusk felt his heart skip a beat. He was sure it was the right choice. He looked over at Gabby, who was naked as she moaned in a mini orgasm.

“Very well, since The one named Dusk has forgiven you, your sentence here in the inferno shall be cut in half, and you will only spend five hundred years down here before you can have a second chance on earth.”

“Thank you, thank you, great Asm-“ But before she could finish what she was saying, a tentacle wrapped around Starlight as it pulled her down, causing the soul to scream in horror.

Author's Note

Lol well this was a fun chapter to write, hope y'all enjoyed my time dealing with the inferno XD not sure if Dante would have liked my version but hey he's dead.
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