Pink Walls:
To think that all of this started with a simple mail, just a small freaking weird mail Gregory could have ignored.
He was just like you and me, 20 years old, 1m85 (6.07 feet), 81 kg (178,574 lb) with blond hair. (Well. More like me except for the name actually).
But one day. It all started when Gregory decided to make an anime night. As he was watching some weird boobs and schoolgirl filled anime. As he was watching it and eating some popcorn he prepared himself, his mail bell rang.
He looked at this and took a look at the email address absolutelynotsuspiciousaddress. (Yes! I now it's not even funny) just saw an empty mail with a weird rectangular red button with "click on this!" written on it.
He just decided to delete it. In the morning, Gregory took a new look at his mails only to find the same exact mail but this time with "No! No! Don't delete it. Just click on this!" in it.
"You gotta be kidding me!" Gregory said already angry about this mail! He went down it and saw a "Not at all" written lower in the mail.
"Uuuh! Whatever!" He said again, this time clicking on the button.
A webpage opened itself. It looked like the website of some dirty weird strip or sex club. Gregory didn't feel very comfortable about this, but he decided to continue anyway.
There were several links that (theoretically) led to "hours, location, contact, catalog (WTF)...".
A video with no image at all was ready to be played. He clicked on play.
A (really) sexy woman appeared on the screen. She had high cheekbones, deep beautiful eyes with black irises and matching dark hair that went down to her wide voluptuous child-bearing hips. She was dressed in a black skin-tight office suit and a short skirt. Her breast seemed to be of moderate size but perfectly rounded and firm.
The background and the surrounding looked a lot like a luxury hotel. But it was not possible to make out the small details of the surroundings.
"Hi dear ladies and gentlemen." (Gods above and higher her voice was soooo damn sexy).
"My name is Mistress. I'm the of the Fantasy hotel owner and you're among the lucky people who were allowed to taste...to feel...to discover and above all...to enjoy the pleasure my girls and I have to offer to you!"
"I knew it. A whore house or something!"
"I and my girls will be able to fill every fantasy you could have, would have or would want to have. Your wildest dreams, your dirtiest fantasies as well as your most wanted pleasures will be no more than a little game for us." She was talking with a seductive tone.
"That's becoming weird, really... freaking... weird." He thought.
"So, what do you think? Do you want to enjoy our...skills? Do you want to taste the pleasure we can give you? If yes, just click on the button right bellow this video and let us take care of everything!" As her sentence ended she blew a kiss to the camera, a puff of pink smoke being sent to it and the screen going black with a heart appearing in the center.
The said heart had two horns sticking out on the top, two demonic looking wings on the sides and a spade tipped tail "behind" it.
"Well! That was weird." Gregory said while looking below the video.
He indeed saw a button saying, "Yes! I want it!"
"Pffff...As if it could be true." He said while clicking on it.
A message box surrounded by some sort of pink smoke effect appeared:
"Thanks for accepting our proposals. Just wait please."
He suddenly felt like he was being lifted from his chair. Upon looking to the roof, he saw what looked like a portal and went through it without even having the time to react.
In another dimension, unknown to human who weren't allowed to enter in it, a busty 40 years old looking woman with brown hair tied up in a ponytail was waiting. Just like her boss, her breasts were of moderate size. But they were firm, and her ass was far more impressive than the one of her superior. She wore latex high heels boots and skintight latex top and pants (looks like it would hurt).
She was waiting for the next human she had to welcome and guide to the hotel.
The portal appeared, and the said human fell through it. He immediately regained his composure and lifted himself of the ground.
"Fuck! Where am I!?" He shouted. He found himself in a rather rocky world, it was warm but not unbearably so. It kind of looked like the hell level from DOOM but without the creatures, the statues and the irregular land. He saw a woman with BDSM accessories and suit on her approach him.
"Hello human." The woman said with an icy-cold tone. Her voice was incredibly sexy though.
Gregory looked at her body then at her face incredulously "Yeah...Hi. I guess."
"Do you know where you are and why?"
Gregory felt an oppressive sensation, like her presence itself would be enough to make him bend his knees and submit himself to her.
Too bad for her, he would have none of it.
"Not sure. But I guess you'll probably tell me. By the way who are you!" He answers incuriously.
"You are in hell. You are here because you accepted the offer of my master and I am your guide to the Fantasy hotel. Follow me." Her voice was demanding and authoritative.
"And why should I follow you?" He answered.
"Because you signed the contract and because I ordered it to you!" Her voice was still cold and authoritative.
"WTF!? You're not my mother as far as I know! And you don't have any order to give me!!" He angrily shouted. She immediately lost her character and composure.
"No but I'm your guide and a succubus from Hell! Have a bit of respect! You whiny little kid!"
"Stop shouting to me when I am shouting to you! You know what? I'll find this hotel myself! Fuck you!" He began to walk to the path she was going 2 minutes ago.
"Yeah! Beat it! You pathetic human virgin! You fucking 2 inches dick!" She tried to answer.
"How could you know?" He turned around a rock before coming back.
"Huuuh...Which way is it?" He asked normally.
"Oh. You just follow the path until you arrive." She said calmly and politely like she was orienting someone in a street.