Chapter Three - Hell
Sara began to return to her senses. Again feeling totally dirty and used this time however revelling in the feeling. Though she was still a little surprised by her actions with the demon, she couldn't imagine what her friends would say if she told next time they all began boasting about how good their boyfriends were in bed.
Her thoughts were interrupted when Emily suddenly shouted "Sara! Get off the temple we can't keep the gate open much longer!".
Sara looked around at her mistress and the other mages, five of the men had passed out, their energy gone. The last's head was currently buried between Emily's legs but it was clear neither would last much longer. So Sara began to get up when she was suddenly yanked back. Then she realised the demon had left her practically stuck to the altar. She desperately pulled and tugged and she began moving but too slowly, the jism was just too thick and heavy, it was like walking in thick treacle.
Looking over she saw Emily and the last mage gently drift into unconsciousness. As they did so the temple began sinking back into the lava. Sara began screaming but to no avail, Emily had passed out and the temple continued to sink. The lava got higher and higher and began lapping over the altar edge. Sara braced herself for the searing pain as the lave melted though the demon cum but as the lava touched her naked body she felt no pain just a slight tingle. The lava kept getting higher, completely submerging her. Around her the temple, altar and thankfully the jism all disintegrated until she swam in what appeared to be an infinite sea of lava then without warning she hit the ground, the lava sea had vanished. Without even needing to look Sara knew where she was. The gate had led to only one place. Hell.
She pulled herself off the black sandy ground, she seemed to be on a plain that extended for many miles before coming to a large mountain range in one direction and a grey dead forest in the other. Large black and grey rocks dotted the plain along with occasional bubbling pools of tar or lava. The sky was a deep red, sunless but the air was incredibly hot anyway. Only one landmark broke the monotony, a large, black stone castle stood some miles towards the mountains. From the appearance of the land Sara was fairly confident it was only the boundaries and not the deepest and darkest part of hell, the idea that it was the First Circle of Hell entered her head though she wasn't quite sure why.
Sara sighed, she wanted to cry, to go home but she knew she couldn't. This was hell and she had to be strong to survive, Emily would come to save her she was sure, all she had to do was wait. But waiting in the middle of the plains of hell didn't seem safe and without any other ideas she began walking towards the large castle.
Sara soon began to cheer up when she made a discovery, Emily had said she was naturally inclined to magick and being in such a raw source of it had apparently granted Sara wondrous powers. She didn't understand the mechanisms or spells as Emily would but Sara found that her thoughts and wishes could quite quickly become reality. It took a little practice but Sara was soon quite proficient, her first task was to conjure some clothes as walking around hell naked didn't seem wise. She wasn't sure if it was the locale or her recent experiences but she choose an outfit that would never normally have been in her wardrobe. Her chest was 'covered' by a black metal bikini simply made of three chains wrapped around her and over both shoulders and which did little but hide her nipples whilst a tiny, silky black loincloth held up by another black chain barely hid her pert arse and pussy. The outfit was completed by thigh high, black leather boots with heels that made the ones she was wearing earlier seem flat. Smiling at her new look Sara hurried towards the castle, now quite excited by her little adventure.
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After nearly an hour's walking she had arrived outside the fortress. It was huge, perhaps a mile square with massive walls and towers climbing hundreds of meters in the air. The walls were being patrolled by strange half man, half pig creatures, they were disgusting creatures but had totally ignored Sara as she approached. Nothing else could be seen, in, around or approaching the castle and Sara began to wonder if it was a good idea disturbing the pig-men but without anything else to do she quietly walked up to the large wooden door of the castle.
A metal knocker obscenely shaped like a huge cock sat in the middle of the door. Giggling at it's shape, Sara grabbed it and banged it down hard on the door, concluding that anyone who had a door like that might be worth meeting after all.
She waited for several minutes and nothing happened, figuring that the pig-men might not want visitor's after all she was about to leave when the door began to creak and swung open. The huge gateway was being opened by four of the pig-man, close up Sara could see they were basically fat, warty human men with pig like faces and tusks jutting out either side of their mouths.
With much grunting and groaning the doorway was finally open and standing directly in the front of Sara was much to her surprise, what looked like an angel. She was stunningly beautiful, a blonde girl with a body a supermodel would kill for, the only thing marking her out as not human was the pair of large, feathered wings that sprouted from her back.
Sara was thinking that the angel was in the quite the wrong place when she noticed her attire. She was dressed in what had obviously once been a very fine white dress but now it was old, ripped and damaged so that it barely covered the angel's perfect chest and shapely arse. Added to this the angel wore a tight metal collar around her neck which had a chain attached to it that ran loose down her back. The angel was obviously a prisoner here, but of who? Though it certainly didn't appear to be the pig-men.
Engrossed in the mystery and the her angelic sexual beauty Sara jumped when the girl spoke "Welcome to the domain of Sharana. I am Luritha, her slave and toy. Please follow me, my mistress wishes to speak with you." The angel whispered in a soft, ethereal voice that sent shivers of desire down Sara's back.
Without waiting for an answer the angel turned and walked down the hall, Sara hurried after the perfect angelic arse. The corridor was made of solid black rock with strange globes that emanated light hung on the walls. Occasionally wooden doors or smaller branch corridors would appear on one side but the angel just kept on walking. After several minutes the corridor abruptly ended in a set of large wooden doors, the angel gently knocked on the doors and said "Mistress the human mage has arrived."
Sara felt a little rush of pride at being described as a mage and was by now very curious as to who would keep angels as pets.
"Then let her in Luritha." A purring, sexy, feminine voice said through the doors.
With the command the angel swung the doors back and motioned Sara through. The room was in darkness and Sara slowly entered, apprehensively looking round to see if she could see anyone or anything. She was about three feet into the room when the doors behind her slammed shut. Sara was about to turn around to try and escape when the room suddenly filled with light.
It was a plush throne room filled with ornate treasures, candles and tapestries, however the interior designer was obviously a little twisted with black and blood red the core colours whilst skull and demon motifs covered everything. Some of the tapestries that hang on the walls even depicted scenes Sara remembered from Emily's temple. The centre piece of the room was a large throne made of black marble embedded with human and obviously not human skulls upon which sat the most beautiful creature Sara had ever seen.
She looked basically human with proud chiselled features and a gorgeous body with large firm breasts, sleek, long legs and a luscious mane of thick, shiny black hair. However that was where her humanity ended, the creature's skin was a dark green with long, curved black markings running down her arms and thighs. Two large, reptilian wings hung from her back whilst two small white horns burst from her temple and her hands ended in vicious inch long claws. The creatures eyes were what shocked, yet simultaneously attracted Sara the most, as they were solid black, no hint of pupils at all, to Sara it seemed like looking into the infinity of hell itself.
"Welcome to my domain Sara." The creature said in her purring voice as she shifted her near naked form on the throne with only a tiny black loincloth and several pieces of black jewellery covering her. "I am Talhara, the Demon Princess of this small corner of hell."
"I'm....honoured to serve you." Sara managed to mutter, she was in complete awe of this demonic sex queen and desired more than anything else to serve her and to fuck her but her obvious power and strength made Sara feel like a bug next to her, unworthy to even be in her presence.
"Please relax Sara, I promise you that nothing will harm you whilst you are in my domain. That is unless you want me too." As Talhara said this she purred a gentle and deeply sensuous laugh.
Sara tried to summon the will for a reply but Talhara slowly and with inhumane grace lifted herself of the throne and took several small steps to stand in front of Sara. Her scent filled Sara's nostrils and like the rest of her was divine, a mix of fire and darkness, wicked yet totally compelling.
