Go to Hell

This is my first ever submission please be kind!!! I think this will be part of a series, if you have any notes or things you would like to see please let me know.

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God sees it happen, the sweet young girl, however, does not. Sometimes God wishes she could step in and save these girls, the perfect ones. She knows the humans will hold a beautiful funeral for this one, filled with people uttering that "God has another angel" and she does, for now. The girl will come to heaven first and have the afterlife she deserves for a time, but that was all God could get in her negotiation with Lucifer, just under 28 days. He always was one for symbolism.

Alyssa, the beautiful young American who had just met her untimely demise had exactly 666 hours in heaven with God. She would be pampered and loved and told of all the wonderful things she could do with her time in the afterlife. The only thing God couldn't do is tell the girl she wouldn't be staying.

While God had wished she could get more time for the girls, Lucifer had felt this entire arrangement was more than fair. It's not as if he had wanted every perfectly angelic girl to come to him in hell, he would be overrun. All he asked was for one every 1111, angel numbers, and all.

However, when they had made their agreement he realized, he greatly overestimated how many perfect young women die every year. He thought he would have a peachy cheeked bright-eyed fairy to deflower every week, but now in the 30+ years of his arrangement with God, this was only his second. Luckily for Lucifer, the type of woman he usually favored already came to hell. Which was what he was in the middle of right now.

Contrary to popular belief Lucifer wasn't a selfish lover, he loved coaxing moans and whimpers of pleasure out of his.. partners? Playthings? The lines were blurred even to him. Especially with women like the one he had lain before him. Charlotte was here after she had sniffed a large line of what she had thought was cocaine. And it was, the only problem was that it was also fentanyl and after about 20 minutes of the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced she ended up here, in Lucifer's bed.

Lucifer loved doing that, plucking them straight from death into his sheets. Sometimes he likes to toy with them and make them think they were in heaven first. He would transform into some Adonis and pleasure them for hours before gently locking chains around their ankles and wrists. He would let the room go cold and watch as their bare skin prickled with the temperature change. Rising slowly into their view while running one of his burning hot hands up their naked body until he got to their neck. He loved the terror in their eyes when they saw him and finally realized what had happened.

That's not what he was doing with Charlotte though, he had watched her life before her run-in with the humans' new favorite drug and had a sneaking suspicion that her version of Adonis was in fact him in his true form. So as she started to stir and wake he sat on the edge of his bed stand watching her.

Everyone arrived in their afterlife naked and Lucifer was reminded now of how appreciative he was of that. Charlotte had a beautiful body, as she lay on her back, her long dark curly hair framed her perfect tits and went down almost to her belly button. He cooled his hand to her temperature and caressed her left breast. They were very large, but not overly out of proportion to her tall athletic frame. He palmed it some more before pinching her nipple gently between his thumb and the base of his index finger. He watched it pucker and moved his hand down her waist as she shifted in the bed rolling onto her side.

He loved the female form, especially from this angle. He loved watching her tits pressed together and seeing the top one's nipple arch up towards the ceiling as the weight of the breast pushed down. He moved further down and reached behind to feel her firm ass. It was perfect, he didn't like the women who worked out so much that their ass was hard to grip. He loved seeing his hands leaving deep indents in the flesh as he grabbed it and hers was doing just that.

She started to stir again and he knew she would wake soon, he grabbed a chain and gently took one of her feet before locking it into place on his large four-poster bed. He walked to the end of the bed and holding a restraint he reached for her other leg before yanking her abruptly into place and locking her in as she yelped. She quickly propped herself up on her elbows, to find herself naked with him directly between her legs.

She had never seen anything like him, he must have been 8 feet tall as he towered over her. Her eyes traveled from his jet black cropped curls down his glistening chest. It was as if he were hot even in the temperate room. The corner of his lips pulled up in the most delicious smirk. Do you know where you are? He asked her. No. His smile beamed bigger you'll know soon enough he said as he turned to walk away from her. She couldn't help but enjoy the view of his ass in his light linen pants as he walked away.

She collapsed back on the bed running through the events of the past day and how she could have possibly ended up chained to the bed of a delicious giant. Her last memory was doing that line and thinking, that's not blow as she collapsed onto James's couch. She had never felt anything like it. Like the most intense pleasure, she had ever experienced radiating from her core. And now she was here, with an odd sense of peace given her situation, but she had always enjoyed that about being bound. She loved the helpless feeling, just as much as she loved the feeling of control when she bound someone else.

She could hear his footsteps approaching but stayed still as she looked up at the ceiling. Haven't tried to escape? He asked her as he sat on the side of the bed she shook her head no, realizing she hadn't even considered it. She looked back at the ceiling, stretched her arms above her head, and took a deep breath knowing the rise and fall of her breasts wouldn't go unnoticed. Sit up, he told her and she did hunching her back. The spread eagle position of her legs wasn't conducive to good posture.

He pulled her hair back gently and started to untangle it with the brush he had gone to fetch. He slowly worked his way from tip to root running his hot hands through it to calm her wild curls into a gentle wave. She sat there completely silent as he began to braid her hair and he wondered if he had overestimated how much fun she would be.

She had begun to contemplate her options, she could start crying and beg him to let her go, she could try to fight him, though unless she got a really good kick to his nuts that wouldn't work. Plus the kick was unlikely given her current bound position. Or she could just give in to him, I mean he was gorgeous, clearly very good with his hands and if the outline through his pants was anything to go by he was generously endowed even for the massive size of him. What did she have to lose anyway? She had no plans for tomorrow.

Lucifer finished the braid and tied the end. He got on his knees behind her and pulled her body to him. Look at me, he told her and she fluttered her eyes up towards him. He looked into her dark eyes, mmm no, you'll be fun he said quietly. He ran his large hands down to her breasts and squeezed softly he rubbed his thumbs over her nipples watching as they puckered for him. What do you want she asked him, her voice low and breathy. I'm not sure yet he said, maybe I can help you decide she reached her hand up and placed it on his. She squeezed his hand to her breast hard and looked up at him again. I don't like to be treated gently, she said.

He looked at her breast flesh bursting out from between his fingers. Perhaps you've misread this situation but this evening will not be about what you like. He released his hand from her breast and started to trace small circles on her skin. He shifted and took her hands tying them to the headboard looser than he usually would. She didn't strike him as one he wouldn't have willingly. He dimmed the lights so that she would truly see him the dark red glow that emanated from him like the coals of a fire.

She gasped as the lights went dark, she could see him now and the deep animal instinct in her was terrified. She tried and failed to utter the one question on her mind. How, she would start, how did I, gasping it was suddenly very hot in the room. He gently picked up her foot and she pulled away at the burn of his touch. How did I get here! He couldn't help but smile. It was his favorite question to answer. You died.

She started to shake and sputter words, but, what, how, I can't, I'm not, no no no no. He climbed on top of her and whispered in her ear you'll like this more if you're quiet. She still whimpered but her shaking had mostly subsided, not that he minded watching her tits jiggle like that. He breathed a hot breath down her neck and moved his hand to her entrance. She yelped and tried to squirm to get away. Her body wasn't used to his heat yet and to her, it felt like he was scalding. I'll let you have that one he said as he trailed burning kisses down her body. He got to her pussy and inhaled the scent of her, she was delicious. Now Charlotte, you're to be quiet unless I ask you to speak, do you understand? She hesitated a moment before nodding her head yes.

He licked her inner thigh and stopped just before getting to her cunt. He saw it glistening, having fun, are we? He licked from the bottom of her pussy up to her clit. When she didn't respond he moved back up to her mouth and spat what he had just licked from her into her mouth. He grabbed her face firmly in his large hand. You will answer me when I ask you a question. She tried to nod her head but it was still tightly in his grip. He released her and watched in satisfaction as she swallowed what he had put in her mouth. Yes, I understand.

She was burning, not just from his heat, but from within. Charlotte couldn't remember the last time she had been this aroused, her fear of the situation only adding to it. Tasting herself in her mouth she let out a soft moan, her need taking over all logic of what this demon man would do to her for making noise. That's when she felt her ankles being released, she was flipped over so quickly she could barely tell which way was up. Then she felt it, some of the most intense pain of her life as he hit her ass with the wooden hairbrush. She couldn't help it, she screamed. Mmmm she heard behind her before feeling his warm hand caress where he had just struck her. I won't lie Charlotte, I thought you'd be tougher than that. No worries though you'll get used to it. She could hear the grin in his voice as she pulled at the restraints. She heard the brush flying through the air again and stiffened. When the next one landed she was more prepared but it still caused her to gasp. He continued to hit her methodically up and down her ass and the back of her thighs, at some point she had started to cry, burying her face into the pillow. Just as she was finally able to calm herself and relax into the pain she heard the brush wiz through the air faster than before, she tried to brace herself but nothing could have prepared her for this. As the brush hit her most sensitive part, in the middle of her legs, just below her cheeks, she heard it. The brush broke. The sound she let out was somewhere between a scream and a grunt that catapulted her into a full-on sob.

He leaned over her and pushed some stray hair behind her ear, what did I tell you to do? She sniffed before answering, be quiet. That's correct, he spoke while he pet the back of her head, running his hand down her long braid. Then why would you think it's okay to make a sound? I, I couldn't help it, she got out. Mmm, did you enjoy what I just did to you Charlotte? He ran his hand over the now many raised bruises on her beautiful ass slipping his hand between her cheeks. No, she shook her head violently between her arms trying to wipe away some of her tears on the blanket. Lucifer dipped his fingers into her now soaking pussy. It certainly seems you enjoyed it, he loved hearing her heavy breathing, she squirmed under his touch. In fact, I think you might enjoy it if I kept going, he swiftly pulled his fingers out of her and landed one hard smack right between her cheeks. He rubbed the sore spot he had just hit and warmed his hand to soothe it. Did you like that?

She could barely think. What she had just experienced was some of the most intense pain of her life and yet this man wasn't wrong when he said it seemed she enjoyed it. No, I didn't, she got out more to the sheets than to him. Hmm, I think you're lying to me, why would you do that? Because I don't want any more. See that wasn't so hard, was it? She didn't answer and he swatted her ass again, this time much softer, but still enough to make her wince. No, it wasn't hard! He leaned over her and pulled her long braid to the side to run kisses down the back of her neck. Good girl. As he leaned down closer to her she felt it, his cock on her thigh. She knew she would have to take it, she only hoped he would be more gentle with it than he was with the hairbrush.

He loved how much she was enjoying this, he knew she wouldn't fight him when he fucked her, and he wanted that. Wanted to see her needy and bucking back up against him enjoying the primal mix of pain and pleasure. His cock was aching now as he grabbed it and fisted it slowly while he admired her body. The braid was perfect; he wouldn't be able to see her breasts spilling out from beneath her or the sweet bow of her back if it were draped over her. He pet her backside one more time before he grabbed her hip and pulled it up rolling her onto her side. You're going to take as much of me as you can, do you understand? She nodded affirmatively. He didn't enjoy forcing himself into people's throats, it bent his large cock to the point of it feeling as though it were going to break, but that's not to say he didn't enjoy the gentle sucking action on his head.

She parted her lips expectantly and waited as he fisted his throbbing member in front of her face. Don't bite me, he said. She had considered it but knew it would get her nowhere. I won't, she said and he shifted her closer to the edge of the bed. Leaning into her she widened her jaw. She felt the hot tip on her lips and stuck her tongue out to taste him, he was salty and sweet? She had given a lot of head before but nothing had ever tasted like this. The look on her face made his cock twitch, that was one of the few times he would use his power during sex, he liked making his cock an enjoyable thing to suck. So it changed a little bit with each woman that had the pleasure of sucking it.

She couldn't help but feel needy when she took him in her mouth like she couldn't possibly get enough with her hands tied like this. She heard him grunt as she managed to take him as far back into her throat as she could, she smiled around his cock with pride. As she sucked all she could think was how the fuck am I so happy to be blowing this man right now. He saw her smirking and started to pull her mouth off his cock, she only sucked harder trying to keep him in her mouth for as long as possible. He pulled his cock free and rested the large member on her cheek, I know you liked that didn't you Charlotte? It, it tasted good, she whimpered out looking confused. He rubbed the head further around her mouth and told her he knew it did. He flipped her onto her back and climbed between her legs. Looking down at her he stroked her cheek and moved his hand down to her throat.

Do you know where you are? She thought she knew but didn't want to answer. I don't think so, she managed to get out. He smiled down at her and she felt the tip of his cock rubbing at her entrance. It was hot but didn't burn her as it had before. You're getting used to the temperature here he said looking at his cock between her legs. She panted as he circled her clit with the tip of his dick, it felt so swollen and needy. She swore if he kept going she would come from this alone. He looked up at her breasts and loved the steady rise and fall of her chest as she got closer to her orgasm. She arched herself towards him silently begging him to speed up his movements and allow her release. Please, she panted half to herself. He moved his cock down off her clit, flipped her over, and pulled her hips up so she was presenting her ass perfectly to him. The quick movement made her squeal with disappointment.

Spread your legs, she complied and he moved to her side and leaned over her gripping her hip with one hand. She could feel his aching cock against her stomach and shivered in fear as she thought of the punishment she was about to receive. He held her tighter as she began to shiver and twitch. He gently stroked her behind as she calmed, when she had taken a final deep breath he lifted his palm and hit her hard between the legs. The snap of his fingers hitting her bear pussy made her cry out and despite her best efforts to stop it, she let a few tears drop to the bed. He was still holding her as she calmed, he had to take a few breaths to control himself. He was enjoying her sweet body too much for this to end quickly. He held her there, do you know why I hit you? She nodded her head and he pulled gently on her braid until she was propped up on her elbows. Answer me. Yes, I know why you hit me.

Good, he moved behind her and positioned himself between her legs. He pushed the tip of his cock into her wet entrance and listened, hoping she would whimper. She was dying inside wishing she could moan, the tip of his cock had stretched her so perfectly and all she wanted to do was buck back at him filling herself. He pushed his head in and out of her entrance a few more times, wetting his tip, loving how tight she was, it was as if she were tightening her entrance just for him. She could barely take it and this was only his head. What was she going to do when he really fucked her? He moved his hand down to her clit and rubbed gently, she couldn't take it, she let out the tiniest of whimpers.

This was all he was waiting for, he plunged deep inside her in one swift thrust. Charlotte screamed, she couldn't help it, it felt like she had just been ripped in half. He stilled letting her get used to the fill of his massive cock inside her. She could feel the opening of her pussy straining to take the thick base of his cock. He looked down at her perfectly stretched pussy and started to fuck her softly. Do you like this? Do you like when I fuck you? Yes, yes I love it. He kept his slow pace knowing she would beg him for more.

Her breathing became ragged, she would do anything to be able to pull her arms free and stroke her clit. She started to pull on her restraints willing them to come undone willing him to notice and let her have even one hand. He did notice, but the way she tightened her pussy as she pulled against the restraints was too enjoyable for him to ever release her. He continued the slow sweet torture of his thrusts.

She gave one last hard tug to the restraints when she realized he hadn't punished her for all of her squirmings. She needed the aching in her swollen clit to be satisfied. Risking another beating she softly pushed her ass back against his cock as she thrust in. His smile widened. She waited, let him continue to fuck her slowly for a moment more, then tried again this time harder than the first. She heard a small grunt escape his lips and bucked back against him again. Charlotte, tell me what you want. Faster, faster I want you faster. Good girl, he said as he stroked her hair.

He reached up and undid the restraints on her hands as she yanked them away. He wrapped her braid around his hand and tugged it until she was on all fours. Beg me more. He realized how little he had seen of her face when she turned her head and smiled at him, she was loving this... maybe she'd do fine in Hell after all.