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"Patience is its own suffering, child. Let the experience consume you." He counseled as he fed the handle of the leash through her freshly installed ring. The Priest gave it a hard pull as he stood up, jerking both her head and hips backwards. "Excellent."

He gave the leash some slack, "A few details and we'll head back to the citadel. Turn around." He surveyed the sigils and their placement as she turned. "Here," he said, handing Chatterer a large, curved barb, like the one he'd used to thread through her peehole and clit, "finish the rune on her belly. Engineer make the Litany of Miseries on it once Chatterer has it in her flesh. Butterball - the end of her tail could use some hooks - the weight of victims will be excruciating as it stretches her tail over the piercings. Peel back the meat along its length too."

"Now," the Priest said, stepping close to Lucia's face, "you're very proud of these tits of yours, aren't you?" His curved knife seemed to appear in his hand without him moving,. Without taking his eyes of Lucia's he stabbed the hooked point into the flesh on the underside of her breast and drew it around the curve between her stiff, dark nipple and her chest, Just as he neared completing the circle he changed direction to peel away a half inch wide strip that hung from the lowest arc. He repeated the process with her other breast then used the strips of meat to bind the opposite tit, pulling them together. Then he used a single length of thick, frayed wire to pierce both her nipples, "Art is important," Deepthroat observed as he began to drive a series of straight bars through the bridge of Lucia's nose, septum and ears.

As the Engineer finished etching her belly piercing the others finished their work. Above them Leviathan began to fold on itself and the Priest tugged Lucia's leash. "Come along, pet, The Gash wants to enjoy you back at the citadel." As they walked down the impossible tumble of geometry that created the temple's steps, the Priestess grabbed the wire that now connected Lucia's nipples and pulled. Her nipples stretched and tore, send waves of agony through Lucia, but but an instant later, the flesh was knit back together, "Only inside the temple, with Leviathan's help can we make permanent changes,"

On the walk back, Pihead focused on the grinding, interminable stagnance of the trip, certain now of the path forward.

When miserable walk was finished and the Gash, with its new, living Lament Configuration, The Priest turned to the demon, "Fix one of Lucifer's lowliest servants on your mind, Then push that tiny cunt out, so Butterball can split it open with his fat cock." he ordered, pulling her leash through the ring that invaded both her ass and cunt and left little room for other things. "We'll see how best to activate you."

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Lucia nodded her head in response to the Hell Priest council, she definitely was going to suffer when it came to patience which she still severely lacked. She let out a loud yelp of surprise when he yanked the leash and she turned her head around and stared at Pinhead in shock, it hadn't hurt in the slightest but she had not been expecting that. She turned around at his order her eyes wondering over Chatterer and Butterball, the Priest's orders being followed with such obedience. Though deep down inside she did not like the idea of flesh being peeled from her tail, however she knew there was nothing she could do about that. Lucia stared at him when he stepped up to her, their faces so very close. "I might have been but down here, pride is not needed." she said simply only to let out a growl as she felt Pinhead's knife slice through the flesh of her chest on both sides. Her eyes never wavered as she continued to stare into the Priest's eyes, she felt the pierce of wire through her nipples, her blood seeping from her wounds. "Do what must be done. The pain just feeds and excites me." she said softly, feeling more blood drip from the piercings now in the bridge of her nose, her septum and ears. Each cut of her flesh, each piercing in her body just made her more and more excited and horny, the pain was almost making her drip with excitement between her legs. 

Lucia looked up at Leviathan wondering what it was up too before she looked back at the Priest when he tugged her leash. "Enjoy me back at the Citadel?" she wondered what exactly they had in mind. She obeyed following after the Hell Priest without a single argument, her eyes wondering over the steps as the made their way to the citadel. Lucia gave a grunt when the Priestess yanked on the wire, the demoness's widened and she then let out a low moan watching as her nipples knit back together once more. "Tis a very interesting how the powers work in the labyrinth. Where one can be permanently changed while one place and another they heal." Lucia said simply in reply to the Priestess, Lucia was curious about how the powers worked but she doubted she would ever get the answer she wanted. But she had damn near almost came from the pain of having her nipples ripped off. However her mind went silent as she continued to follow after the Hell Priest and the rest of the Gash. Her mind wondering over what exactly these cenobites had in mind, what exactly Leviathan had in mind. She could feel her claws aching, she wanted to sink them into living flesh so badly, she prayed she would be able to but she reminded herself she must be patient. 

Lucia's eyes widened when he turned around with such an order, however she bit her lip and swallowed hard. "Yes Hell Priest" she said and shut her eyes tightly really not wanting to obey but she knew she must. Her mind searched through her memory stores, she reached out trying to bring his face into her mind's eye. It was young male, a drug addict she had pictured with long greasy black hair, a pock marked face, sleeping on a rotten couch in a drug den. She pushed her backend out for Butterball, holding back the urge to spin around and slit his throat. But she would obey the Hell Priest, she would obey Leviathan and do as she was told. Lucia just focused her mind on the drug addict, refusing to let her mind stray anywhere else, though she dug her toe claws into the stone floor just anticipating the pain that would come when she was penetrated. 

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The Priest gave a feral grin at the scowl demon's distaste for his corpulent Gashmate elicited. "Suffering takes endless forms. His formless bulk is repugnant?" He asked, his voice a low, frigid growl. "Show her."

The sightless cenobite gave a broad grin as he lifted his heavy, leather skirt by awkward handfuls, his gut pushing out through the wound in his belly every time he bent. In moments the garment was gathered in one fist and a thick meatloaf of a cock rested in the other. Even Butterball's big hand couldn't encircle its girth. It showed no head or foreskin - just an oil can of flesh with a jagged gash in the end - entirely covered in scars, bumps and a few, scattered angular studs.

Pihhead stroked the underside of the thick member thoughtfully, "I promise the experience of having your stitched slit torn open by this will be worth remembering." He waved Butterball to Lucia's ass and stepped close. His pointed teeth closed on her ear, digging through the cartilage with a crunch and he hissed through his teeth. "The Gash needs order and you must contribute."

The Priest moved back to stand in front of Lucia and pulled her leash. It ran over her shoulder and pulled her neck back and her hips up and back. He evaluated the runes and sigils and how each glowed and aligned with the others. "I know you want to Lucia - cum for us. For Leviathan."

He gave a nod. Lucia could feel the fat weight press against the hooks that held her cunt all but closed and the fat ring that all but filled both of her holes. The soft appendage began to squeeze in like ground meat filling a sausage casing but she felt it flowing, stretching her compress vaginal walls, tearing at the hooks that held her closed, dragging on the thick piercing that conjoined her entrances.

[Belial Morningstart Deactivated]

Lucia just looked at the Hell Priest but said nothing in return as her head turned slightly and she watched Butterball behind her. Her eyes widened at the size of Butterball's dick, she hadn't take something that big in hundreds of years. She swallowed hard knowing it was going to hurt in and tear her well, even though she was not happy about this, she would put up with it for Leviathan. Lucia would let out a low moan when she felt The Priest's teeth crunch though her ear, sending shivers down her spine along with the words he hissed. "Yes Priest.....I will." she responded as she clamped her eyes shit again, picturing the drug addict follower of Lucifer in her mind once more. With the image planted firmly in her mind she would open her eyes and stare up at the Hell Priest grunting slightly as he pulled on her leash. The way he spoke to her, his cold voice was already arousing her more than she thought it would, she was one of them now, she belonged to Leviathan.

 

Oh she wanted to cum so bad and she knew with how pent up she was she wouldn't be lasting very long with the pain she was about to endure. Lucia's eyes winded and she let out a loud moan as she felt the hooks tearing from her flesh, opening her cunt for the thick cenobite, wave of agony shot up her spine, her legs trembling slightly as she felt him sink deeply into her cunt, her eyes began to glow blue as she arched her back slightly. The Gash would feel the ground starting to shake around them, a blue mist began to appear on one side of the ancient room, it slowly began to circled counterclockwise wise like a whirlpool. It grew thick and thicker, the light from it growing bright as well. Lucia let out a low growling moan and she let lose her climax, her walls tightening around the dick inside her, drenching it in her cum.

 

The whirlpool ripped violently and opened showing a drug den, a junkie with greasy black hair laying past out on a couch. With her eyes still glowing Lucia felt a hunger for blood take over her, rage flooded through her and she yanked at the leash, pulling her head from side to side. She broke the thin metal leash pulling away from the Hell Priest and Butterball, her wound knitting back together as she launched herself forward right through the gate. She let out a low growl as she stopped before the couch, lifting the drug addict from the couch, her left hand lamped around his throat choking out his screams,  as her right hand slammed through his chest gripping his still beating heart, she then preceded squeeze it to mush before pulling her hand free from his blood soaked cavity. Her hands would move to the junkies shoulders and she would proceed to pull his body in half. 

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"That is an unfortunate display of why Lucifer still sulks in his private hell." The Priest said, stepping through the gate behind Lucia. He pointed to the leash on the floor and Butterball collected it.

The massive cenobite' strength was legendary even in hell, and he hauled on the leash with both hands as he stepped back. The sudden force jerked the demon off her feet and dumped her on her ass. The force on the ring that disappeared into both her asshole and cunt tore her inner wall. Black blood from her split pussy joined the blood that leaked out both holes to pool under her ass.

The Hell Priest walked calmly and turned on the balls of his bare feet to stand in front of Lucia. "Disappointing has dire consequences, Lucia." He gave his head a little shake and looked over her critically. "Our work is not done," he pointed out, looking over his shoulder and gestured casually, barely lifting his hand from his side, at the scattered bits of mortal, "and cannot be done, so we have to return ourselves to hell. On your feet." The Priest ordered.

He walked around her evaluating the runes. "So that one goes to Lucifer and we're stranded until you cum again." He extended his hand to Butterball who laid the leash in the Hell Priest's hand. "Spread you feet a little and do it yourself."

[Belial Morningstart Deactivated]

Lucia growled when she was yanked backwards, pain shooting through her body from the tearing of the ring inside her holes, she could feel the barrier rip. It had been enough to snap her out of her blood thirsty daze. She pulled herself back up to her feet as a frown came over her face seeing what she had done. Her head turned to look from Butterball then back to the Priest, her frown growing wider as Pinhead spoke to her. Lucia knew an apology was a waste of time, she just knew she had to not make this a habit. "It will not happen again." was all she said in response. Why did Lucifer have to curse his own offspring with such a temper and bloodlust, that was one then she would never understand. She let out a sigh holding back her own anger within herself, she wondered what punishment she was going to get for this transgression. She wondered if there was a way the Gash or Leviathan could tame her blood lust state, she would ask the Priest when they go back to hell. She looked up at the Priest as he stood before her, her head bowed slightly as she went, she spread her legs a little as she was told, however she refused to let herself feel humiliation for this action. She would make sure to be as quick as she could so the Gash didn't have to stand around and wait for her. 

Lucia was glad the pain from her ripped piercing was enough to arouse her though. She brought her left hand down between her legs, looking into the Priest's eyes she gripped the piercing sticking from her urethra and clit before she gave it a sharp turn causing agony to shoot through her spine, her other hand moved to yank hard on the wire piercing her nipples, she grit her teeth and clammed her eyes shit as she runes began to glow, she would continue to yank of the piercings until the it brought her to climax, the whirlpool of light appeared as her body trembled, however she made no sound as her glowing blue eyes opened and looked at the Hell Priest. She would follow the Gash through the gate without a word, her wounds healing once the were in hell. Lucia walked beside the Priest thinking over what had happened in her head before she slowed her pace. "Priest is there a way to remove or tame that side of me? I do not wish to disappoint Leviathan or the Gash again." she said "I do not want to keep hindering your work." she said simply.

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The Hell Priest ignored Lucia and turned to the rest of the Gash. "Summon Abigor, Face and Adkins. The Lightbringer will go to war and the Gashes must be prepared."

The other three gave the demon long hard looks as they nodded and left.

The Priest turned his hard, implacable gaze on the demon, "Your lack of discipline will make this open war. Even now the Lightbringer will be marshalling his agents to collect the configurations." He spun away from her, his skirts still spinning as he strode off.

"Come. We must see Corruttrice and figure out how to avert disaster before the angel starts activating the configurations in hell and pulling the Gashes into ambushes."

As he glided through the labyrinth he spoke only once. "Gratification is the opposite of suffering. Gratification is simply the end and that is the thing Lucifer never understood."

After the interminable trip they stood before the black stone of the ancient cenobite's aerie.

"You two have history?"

[Belial Morningstart Deactivated]

Lucia watched as the other three Gash members left, she ignored their hard looks before she moved her eyes to stare straight into the Hell Priest's. However she would wince slightly and let out a cloud of sulfur smoke when Pinhead told her off, she had never sensed such anger in a cenobite before. She swallowed hard then blinked at the name had had just mentioned. However she said nothing as she followed after the Hell Priest without a single word, thinking it would probably be best if she just kept her mouth shut. "Do you think I want this blood lust? Do you think I wanted to be Lucifer's offspring, NO! I do not get to pick my parents." she thought in her mind, she wanted to scream this at the Hell Priest but once again she knew it would be of no use. Instead she mulled over the name, Corruttrice in her mind. Over and over she repeated it, wondering if it truly was the damned Queen she had met many centuries ago before Lucia had been sealed away in her human host. She was silent as she followed Pinhead through the Leviathan's labyrinth that was his hell. She would then come to a silent stop and looked at the Hell Priest when he asked her if she "hid history" with the female cenobite that they were now standing before. 

The figure kept her back to them as she seemed to be surveying something that was resting on a cracked tone pedestal, a blue light was glowing faintly against the black stone. Lucia looked at the figure then turned her head again to look up at the Hell Priest, she slowly nodded her head. "I know the cenobite  Corruttrice, last time I saw her she was a corrupt human queen, that was centuries ago. Always a devote follower of Leviathan." Lucia spoke as she figure straightened and turned around to look down at Lucia and Pinhead. Corruttrice She watched them with her black eyes for a few seconds as she took her time speaking. "What a pleasure to see you once more Hell Priest. And the Lightbringer's abysmal daughter, how far you have fallen from favor." the female spoke as she crossed her arms over her chest, her black eyes staring coldly and calmly into Lucia's. "And how far you have risen, one of Leviathan's favorites." Lucia spat with pure malice in her voice. Corruttrice slowly stepped forward, walking silently towards the Hell Priest and the demoness. 

"She still has her Father's volatile temper, always clouding your mind with emotions." Corruttrice spoke as she stood before the Hell Priest, her black eyes moving to stare straight into his. Corruttrice stood a good 5'11 making her an inch taller that Lucia, her head was balled except for a flaming crown that burned from ear to eat across her head, her chin and neck were tattooed up into it reached the top of her breasts, the skin on her back was flayed and stretched to appear as wings, black tattoo encircled the female's eyes. Her backs of her hands were stripped of flesh, exposing muscle and sinew, the flayed flesh had been sewn into the black leather of her sleeves. "Once a great beauty but now your image has grown distasteful." Lucia spat as glared at the cenobite. Corruttrice didn't look at Lucia, her eyes never leaving the Hell Priests. "I think it would be wise to muzzle your little pet, she may end up insulting the wrong person." the female said in a cold tone, giving Lucia a hard side glance which shut the demoness up, causing a shiver to run down Lucia's spine. 

 

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On 08/07/2023 at 17:26, Belial Morningstart said:

"I think it would be wise to muzzle your little pet, she may end up insulting the wrong person."

The Priest gave the demon a glance before settling his hard gaze on the other cenobite. "I have never presumed to offer instructions for the handling of your Gash." He answered flatly. "But it is far worse than you imagine."

He turned to the demon. "It is certain you have no inkling of the seriousness of your failure. The existence of all things will end if the Lightbringer wins this war - and you just informed him that it is being fought. Be quiet. I'd threaten to silence you with a cock in your throat if I didn't think it would get you aroused."

He turned his attention back to Corruttrice.

"Its lack of discipline has revealed our push for dominance to the Firstborn." His jaw worked in a rare display of anger.  Corruttrice would be completely justified in calling for his removal and he might not be able to fight her off. The threat was not to him, but to Leviathan and an eternal hell, rather than some half reasoned ascension to godhood - or whatever foolish delusion the angel had.

"She's a configuration and we opened her to one of the angel's servants. Before we could haul it back here, bend its will and make t ours, she killed it. He knows we intend prevent Armageddon and will be moving to recover the other configurations to hell."

"We need to meet with Abigor and Face." He wanted to omit the last but knew there's be trouble later if he hid it from her, "Adkins will be there too. If we move quickly we can get to the Configurations before his agents do."

[Belial Morningstart Deactivated]

 

22 minutes ago, WritesNaughtyStories said:

He turned to the demon. "It is certain you have no inkling of the seriousness of your failure. The existence of all things will end if the Lightbringer wins this war - and you just informed him that it is being fought. Be quiet. I'd threaten to silence you with a cock in your throat if I didn't think it would get you aroused."

Lucia opened her mouth to say something but suddenly fell silent when the Hell Priest told her to do so. She would be in a lot more trouble if she didn't keep her mouth shut at the moment. The demoness realizing this was pretty serious and she would really have to pull her weight if she was going to make up for her mistake. She inwardly cursed herself promising to work hard to keep her blood lust at bay. She cursed Lucifer as well, wishing she had never been born of his seed. She could tell that Corruttrice still loathed her and wouldn't mind if Lucia was gone but she'd never say it. 

Corruttrice raised a brow seeing the anger in the Hell Priest as he worked his jaw, however she remained silent and let him finish conveying his news to her. 

29 minutes ago, WritesNaughtyStories said:

"She's a configuration and we opened her to one of the angel's servants. Before we could haul it back here, bend its will and make t ours, she killed it. He knows we intend prevent Armageddon and will be moving to recover the other configurations to hell."

"We need to meet with Abigor and Face." He wanted to omit the last but knew there's be trouble later if he hid it from her, "Adkins will be there too. If we move quickly we can get to the Configurations before his agents do."

Corruttrice closed her eyes for a few seconds before she slowly opened them thinking it over in her head before she slowly nodded her head looking at Lucia. "Foolish foolish....demon...alright Priest, I will come with you to meet with the others. Me and my Gash will do whatever is necessary for Leviathan and hell." Corruttrice spoke coldly as she now looked at Lucia. "We should be able to come up with more than one efficient way of collecting configurations and still strike a the Lightbringer." Corruttrice turned her head as as a tall cenobite stepped into view, he was skinless except for his face which was missing its nose, flayers knives rested against his leather skirts. "Scorticatore, call the others to gather and come, we have much work to do." Corruttrice said turning back to the Hell Priest. "Least the way Priest." she said as the tall cenobite vanished once more into the shadows. 

The female cenobite wasn't going to have the Hell Priest removed, she harbored no emotions towards him. She was useful in many ways with many skills helpful to Leviathan and the order. So if he sought her out she would do the best she could to leaned her skills to the Hell Priest. But calling all these other cenobites, this was going to be work on a grand scale. She glanced sideways at Lucia, the demoness silently walking beside Pinhead, her head slightly bowed. 

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Anger was neither new nor troubling for the Hell Priest but it seethed the entire trip to the center of the Labyrinth. Had he noticed the demon's dejected moping he might have executed her, but his thoughts were occupied with the disaster at hand.

An open war with Lucifer favored the angel and his countless minions. The cenobites had always been more selective, orderly, reliable and they were each far more loyal and effective, but their numbers were tiny in comparison. The demon had just breached the veil and the clandestine war the cenobite had been waging soul by soul was now an open conflict.

When they reached the Convent even Balberith was present.

The Priest gave a little twitch of his lip as he moved to address the gathered ancients. She explained the situation and his plan to go on the counter offensive by beating the demons to the configurations and dragging them back to the Labyrinth. "Make them suffer here. It will feed Leviathan and us, but more importantly, it will conceal their permanent deaths from the Firstborn."

He tasked Face with going to the mortal realm and using his collection of faces and acting skills to locate the angel's elite and powerful servants and sharing their locations with Abigor and Corruttrice. Balberith was to locate the configurations quickly and Atkins would collect them.

The servants the cenobites had already identified would be Pinhead and his Gash's responsibility. The Priest and Balberith had always worked well together and he agreed to work out of her library. While the Priest detested Adkins and his explosive nature, it would serve everyone if Balberith could verify with Lucia that someone in possession of a configuration was not a demon. No need to get Adkins killed. At least not without getting something for it.

As the Convent dispersed to salvage what they could of timeless efforts to prevent the Final Conflict, Atkins laughed aloud. "Shit, Pinhead how many aeons have I had to hear you telling me I'd screw the whole thing." He clapped Lucia on the shoulder, "Suffering is the usual, but irony is deeply appreciated." He gave her slit piercing a rough twist, "You and I are going to be spending a lot of time together."

The Priest grabbed Adkins' wrist, "This is war, Atkins."

"Which is why you need me, Pins." Hell's Armorer replied with a smile, breaking out of Pinhead's powerful grip easily. "And this little bundle of fucked up nerves is going to make me the Air Fucking Cavalry." He tugged the wire threaded through Lucia's nipples, but looked at Pinhead, "This is your shitshow I'm cleaning up, Spence." He pointed to the exits the others had left through to spread the word to the other Gashes, "And the whole Labyrinth knows it." He shoved the Priest back and strode to where Balberith waited.

Butterball started after Atkins but the Priest stopped him, "Much though it pains me in the most disappointing way, he's right. We need him and I did this."

"Demon. Fix an agent in your mind. Butterball, grab her leash."

[Belial Morningstart Deactivated]

54 minutes ago, WritesNaughtyStories said:

"Shit, Pinhead how many aeons have I had to hear you telling me I'd screw the whole thing." He clapped Lucia on the shoulder, "Suffering is the usual, but irony is deeply appreciated." He gave her slit piercing a rough twist, "You and I are going to be spending a lot of time together."

Lucia grit her teeth together giving growling slightly in warning, she wanted nothing more to do with this cenobite if she could help it, did he not realize he could activate her with such a twisting of her piercing. However she was relieved with the Hell Priest removed Adkin's grasp from her being. She backed away from them ever so slightly but silent not wanting to be mouthy with Adkins, she had a feeling Pinhead would not tolerate her speaking ignorantly at the moment and she didn't want to test him either. She let out another growl when he tugged on her wire and was about to shove him off but se relaxed when he let go. "It is not his shit show. It is mine, I am the one who caused it." she thought to herself keeping her eyes and head down. However she gave a quick look over at  Corruttrice who was walking out with her Gash, however the female cenobite turned to get Lucia a warning look that said "Don't fuck up again" to Lucia before she turned and headed out an ancient stone doorway and vanishing into the darkness. 

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Butterball started after Atkins but the Priest stopped him, "Much though it pains me in the most disappointing way, he's right. We need him and I did this."

"Demon. Fix an agent in your mind. Butterball, grab her leash."

She frowned slightly when the Hell Priest spoke, however she shook her head slightly turning to look at Butterball then back to Pinhead. "I am the one who did this, my lack of discipline, it was not you." she spoke knowing it probably made no difference. Lucia stared the Hell Priest straight in the eyes when he commanded her to fix another agent in her mind, she really rather not do so but she pushed these emotions out of her head and shut her eyes tightly focusing on a slightly higher level argent of Lucifer. "Don't fuck this up, don't fuck this up." she thought to herself trying her hardest to concentrate on someone, though she was having difficulty, her mind worrying about her going berserk again. Finally the figure of a young man about the age of 25, with blond hair and green eyes appeared in her mind. He wearing a pizza delivery uniform and was currently sitting in his car in the middle of a dark alleyway. 

Lucia smiled ever so slightly when the figure of a hooker, on her knees sucking the driver off began to appear in her mind as well. It was a two for one, maybe they would be able to make use of the hooker as well. She opened one eye and looked at the Hell Priest, she nodded her head and lifted her tail. "I am going to need extra energy to get the gate open, going berserk and having to reopen the gate last time took a bit of a toll on me." Lucia said as her runes flowed at half their regular power. 

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2 hours ago, Belial Morningstart said:

"It is not his shit show. It is mine, I am the one who caused it." she thought to herself keeping her eyes and head down.

Atkins paused and threw the demon an amused glance, "If his holiness had just killed you like he should have, you couldn't have corn holed this so epically. Makes it his fuck up, but yep, you helped. Congrats."

The Priest's voice went off like a cannon shot, "Leave it. Both of you."

Atkins gave a chuckle and strode after the librarian. "As you command, Holiness." He added with an exaggerated bow.

The Priest ignored the other cenobite and turned to Lucia. "Of all the things I do not need, defended from Atkins by you may not be the first item on the list but it is close."

When the demon had focused on Lucifer's servant, the Priest was anticipating what came next.

2 hours ago, Belial Morningstart said:

"I am going to need extra energy to get the gate open,"

"I expected as much." He made small hands gestures at Chatterer and Deepthroat. "Lift her by her knees, fold her all the way in half, spread her knees wide." He pointed to sets of runes on her thighs and shoulders. "Those need to be aligned."

"You" he continued, nodding toward Deepthroat, "carve the Ad Agonem litany into her forehead while I fuck it."

Chatterer lifted Luci's and pinned her back to his chest by folding her legs over her pierced  and wired nipples.

"Wrap its leash around your hand - do not let it loose. I'll end the both of you if she fails us." He said to Butterball as he pulled his skirts aside.

Hard, his cock was terrifying in size and savagery. He stepped forward and pushed her knees farther apart and farther up, perfecting the alignment of the runes.

He pushed the fat bellend of his barbed prick against the tiny opening left by the hooks jammed through the trimmed labia of her black-skinned count and surged forward like a fencer lunging for a touché.

The long barbs caught the first hook and tore it loose, hauling it through her flesh and into the tunnel his brutally pierced penis was destroying. 

[Belial Morningstart Deactivated]

Lucia waited patiently as Chatterer picked her up and folded her in half, her eyes moved to stare up at Chatterer's face then she grunted as she felt her muscles and spine stretch in this awkward angle, she would get used to it, she was a demon after all. She felt her tail dragon the ground so she carefully moved it out of the Hell Priest's way so he could access her cunt better. 

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"Wrap its leash around your hand - do not let it loose. I'll end the both of you if she fails us." He said to Butterball as he pulled his skirts aside.

"I do not think I am going anywhere this time. This angle, their strength...." she muttered in response. She was also planning to try and fight back her blood lust side. She tilted her head just enough so Deepthroat could carve what she needed too into Lucia's forehead. However she was still able to see the Priest's cock, her eyes widened slightly from how much bigger it was now that he was hard, the sight of the spikes caused a shiver pleasure  to run down her spine. She let out a hiss and growled low in her throat as she felt him jam his cock into her so violently. Her body trembled as the piercing tore lose and she felt his cock tearing at her skin, she was thankful for being a demon for this fuck, her inner walls were a lot sturdier than a human's. However she still would bleed and had fairly deep cuts inside of her, the agony shot through her body and the runes were slowly starting to glow upon her body, a dull light coming to her eyes as well.

Lucia kept the picture of the agent and hooker in her mind as she felt him plowing deep within her walls. "There will be two on the other side of the gate....one male and one female." she said with a moan forming in her throat as her walls tighten around him some. Lucia grasped onto Chatterer's shoulders tightly, her claws digging in as the smell of her blood filled the air. The blue mist starting to swirl behind the Priest, it was slowly looking like misty whirlpool. She let out a loud moan when she felt his dick slamming into her womb, her toes were curling some as she stared up at Chatterer and Deepthroat, she could feel the tight grip Butterball has on her leash, she knew this time she would not be able to go berserk on anyone. She had to admit that the Hell Priest's dick felt a lot better then Butterball's, just the way it was curved hit her sweet spot just right. Her juices and blood ran down his cock and splattered on the floor, the swirling mist was slowly turning thicker and thicker, the gate was very close to opening now. 

 

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Sex had stopped meaning anything to Elliott Spencer long before he became the Hell Priest. It was a single note pallet, strong but largely undifferentiated. Real sensation was subtler, more intense, more nuanced....

He thrust into the demon utterly disinterested in his cock or her pussy beyond the sensation of his piercings hooking into her walls, tearing his own flesh and grinding against the other pieces of steel that ran through his entire penis. His interest lay more intensely on the results of the demon's orgasm. The uninitiated waited beyond the veil of her cross-wired nerves, so he thrust and pulled, mangling the inside of her twice-damned cunt and tearing through the hooks that stitched it closed. Eventually she'd find herself in Face's predicament - the pain would stop being new and it would become increasingly difficult to open the gates.

He grabbed the wire that threaded her nipples together and twisted it savagely as he pushed her toward the ever harder to reach climax that blended pleasure and pain for her.

When the gate opened the Priest growled. All he could see was Lucia's contorted face and a distorted reflection of a dingy alleyway in Chatterer's eyes. He tore himself loose from the demon as he spun around and sent the chains flying. His skirt had barely fallen into place as the first points of steel sunk into flesh.

Butterball shortened Lucia's leash with a powerful pull as Chatter set her down. Deepthroat moved to the hooker and explored the curve of her cheek with a finger. It looked like a caress but she was evaluating the aesthetics of the woman's torment. The Priest closed on the man.

"Suffering cannot truly be appreciated until it is your own."

[Belial Morningstart Deactivated]

22 hours ago, WritesNaughtyStories said:

Butterball shortened Lucia's leash with a powerful pull as Chatter set her down. Deepthroat moved to the hooker and explored the curve of her cheek with a finger. It looked like a caress but she was evaluating the aesthetics of the woman's torment. The Priest closed on the man.

"Suffering cannot truly be appreciated until it is your own."

Lucia growled lowly as she felt Butterball shorten her leash, she stood still, her cum dripping between her legs and up on the concrete of the alleyway they were in. The demoness strained a bit against her leash, Butterball's powerful strength keeping her from going berserk on the hooker and the male. She hissed and growled louder as she sensed the demons growing closer, her blood lust was being directed at her own kind. Her eyes however wondered over the Hell Priest and the Priestess, her pupils narrowed to slits. "Be careful of the female, the demons are close to controlling her, Priestess." Lucia spoke up softly. The pizza delivery guy just stared in shock at the Priestess and Priest cenobites as they made their way close, she watched as the female stroked the face of the hooker, who recoiled at Deepthroat's touch. 

"Ah, the cenobites have finally found me, one of Lucifer's agents. Do you think that you scare me Hell Priest, you and your little Gash. Leviathan shall be defeated by the Lightbringer and the world will come to an end as we know it." the man replied, doing his best to hide his fear of the cenobites. "Daughter of the Lightbringer, I would watch my back if I were you." came a voice and Lucia turned her head to the side, her eyes eyes flashing in the darkness of the night. "I will not let you impede on the work of the Gash. My father will fall and the earth shall not face Armageddon, not while I am around...." Lucia snarled as her eyes landed on a group of lower class demons. Lucia yanked and tugged at her leash trying to break free of Butterball's grasp as best as she could. "Let me go....they will impede on the Hell Priest's work. I know these demons....please let me deal with them as redemption for what I started." she begged the Hell Priest until she was finally let free. When she was finally let free she would stand her ground staring the demons down. "Ah...it is Legion that I see." Lucia hissed and slowly turned to look at the Hell Priest before she pounced on the demon with a loud snarl. 

Her grip on the demon's throat kept the Legion from separating, Lucia still had quite the power of lower class demons. She glared into its eyes before a thick spiked cock grew from her clit, she would then slam it deep inside the demon's ass and fuck it violently  its screams silenced by her grasp upon its throat. She pulled it close to her face and released a plume of toxic smoke into hits lungs which caused the demon to wither in agony. "Feeling powerful now?" Lucia scoffed her hips slamming hard into the demon's bloody and shredded anus. Meanwhile the Pizza delivery man had grown quite scared of Lucia and Hell Priest's and his Gash's appearance. "She..she...is the daughter of Lucifer....." the man gasped then looked into Pinhead's eyes. "Do your best, you will not corrupt us that easily. We are devoted and loyal the the Lightbringer." the man spat at Pinhead as he sent a gob of spit into the Priest's face, the hooker meanwhile was slowly starting to back away. "Jesus Christ...holy mother Mary, you truly exist!" she announced in surprise. "What did you think bitch? If there is a God, we exist as well." Lucia spat. She was also concentrating on keep the gate open as best as she could for the cenobites, in case they needed a mean of escape. 

 

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"Do not kill it here, demon - toy with it all you want but do not end it until we return." The Priest growled a stern warning before turning to the servant.

"Your allegiance means nothing, boy. It is your suffering that interests us."

Deepthroat's fingers sank into the whore's shoulder as she crossed herself, "And hers." her harsh whisper hissed through her open throat. She pressed the wound to the girl's lips in a hellish kiss. "Perhaps you need a spare cunt too?" she suggested, her intentionally vagina shaped modification still rubbing the young woman's cock scented lips.

As Chatterer's long, bony fingers closed on the man's skull, squeezing painfully and driving his black nails into his scalp, The Priest and Butterball called separate sets of chains for the agents of the fallen angel. The rattle and tear of flesh sounded and the Priest gave a savage grin, "Ah so sweet the music of war."

The mist swirled and then the sudden nothing before the Labyrinth folded into existence around them. The demon still hung, bloody and squirming on Lucia's cock. "Aren't you full of surprises?" he asked, wrapping two fingers around the shaft as he regarded the demon impaled on it. "Are you the famed Legion from the book?" he asked over the cacophony of the man and woman screaming.

Fear surged within the woman, blanking her mind and disappointing Deepthroat who turned her head side to side, examining her. She'd give it a few moments to see if she stopped screaming and could appreciate her situation.

Chatterer held the pizza boy aloft with one hand and split his cock, still hanging, all but forgotten, out of his fly, lengthwise and listened to the scream.

Butterball grinned ans stepped close, taking one of the agent's wrists in both hands. He snapped it, creating a new joint as the bones tore through the skin. "Isn't this better than the dull, imagined suffering of others?" He asked, peeling a strip of skin from the inside of the break up to the second knuckle of his middle finger. Butterball used the strip to hold the broken limb at 90 degrees by screwing it to his bicep.

The Priest stood behind Lucia and stroked the side of her skull. "You may end it now."

[Belial Morningstart Deactivated]

17 minutes ago, WritesNaughtyStories said:

"Do not kill it here, demon - toy with it all you want but do not end it until we return." The Priest growled a stern warning before turning to the servant.

Lucia had planned not to end just yet but she bowed her head slightly and nodded to the Priest. "Yes Priest." she said softly as her lips turned into a twisted smirk and she went back to slamming her cock deep into the demon's bleeding anus, the screaming of the multiple voices was like music to her ears. Lucia grinned as she listened to the Priestess speak to the terrified woman, she could taste the fear coming off the hooker, a shiver ran down the demoness's spine as she thrust harder into Legion's bloody whole, its screams still by her strong grasp upon its throat. 

 

17 minutes ago, WritesNaughtyStories said:

The mist swirled and then the sudden nothing before the Labyrinth folded into existence around them. The demon still hung, bloody and squirming on Lucia's cock. "Aren't you full of surprises?" he asked, wrapping two fingers around the shaft as he regarded the demon impaled on it. "Are you the famed Legion from the book?" he asked over the cacophony of the man and woman screaming.

Lucia felt the Labyrinth as it folded into view around them, her head tilted slightly as she felt the Priest approach her. She let out a small soft hiss when she felt his fingers upon her shaft sending dark pleasure twisting up her spine, however she remained silent and went still allowing to Priest to speak. "Yes, we are Legion, for we are many." the demon wheezed as Lucia loosened her grasp on its throat, just enough so it could answer the Priest. Lucia noticed the woman had blanked on Deepthroat causing the demoness to make an internal note, to grab better pray next time for the Priestess. Lucia eyed Chatterer and Butterball with a side glace, letting out a low growl as she heard the male screaming from having his cock cut in too and his bones snapping loudly. The smell of human blood reached her nose and she shivered once more in pleasure, however she remained calm as she felt the Priest approaching her from behind, thus causing her to cease moving as Legion wheezed in her strong grasp, its demonic blood dripping onto the cold stone floor. 

 

18 minutes ago, WritesNaughtyStories said:

The Priest stood behind Lucia and stroked the side of her skull. "You may end it now."

Her cross shaped pupils narrowed into thin slits as she felt the Priest's fingers against her skull, his cold breath hitting the back of her neck. "With pleasure...." she spoke coldly and her both her hands moved to the top of the demon's head grasping its horns in each hand. Slowly she started to apply pressure ripping the demon in half, its screams echoed against the ancient walls, its blood splattering Lucia's face as she finished ripping the demon in half. Lucia let out a cloud of sulfuric vapor and seemed to breath the demon's essence in, her eyes flashing blue before she dropped the body to the ground with a wet thud. Her cock returned back to the shape of her pierced clit and she cocked her head ever so slightly as she eyed the Hooker. "Such frail creatures, its so easy for their minds to blank from fear." Lucia muttered as she walked over to the hooker and brought her hand back slapping the woman hard causing her mind to react once more. 

The woman's eyes went wide and she let out a loud shriek of fright as she stared up into Lucia's demonic eyes. "I know you...you were once a promised virgin sacrifice for my Father then you defied your duty becoming impure by sleeping with a Catholic priest." Lucia spoke looking over at the Hell Priest. "The Lightbringer's daughter.....you will not stop the coming of the end." the woman spoke in a tone not of her own. "It is me....tell me why to must hide in the body of a mortal? Come out..." Lucia spat as a dark vapor escaped the woman's mouth. Lucia dropped the screaming woman catching the mist and bringing a demon to form. "Priest, we are going to see a lot more of my father's ilk hiding within some of these agent's of my fathers. Do I have permission to purge them and kill them?" Lucia asked as the demon struggled in her grasp unable to break free. "This one feeds on perversion and gluttony." she spoke as her claws dug into its neck drawing its black blood. "I leave the humans to you of course." she said cocking her head to the side waiting for the Priest's order. 

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On 13/07/2023 at 22:22, Belial Morningstart said:

"This one feeds on perversion and gluttony."

"As do we all." Deepthroat hissed. The Priest held up a hand to still the Priestess.

"Kill if if it suits you." The Priest told Lucia, "but they are - just like you - not immune to our attention." He pushed a finger into the creature's chest, stabbing it slowly watching its face as his cold flesh bored slowly into the demon's. When he'd sunk to the folded knuckles of his other fingers, the Priest grinned and pulled back slowly. A bulge far larger than the Priest's finger swelled as he pulled backwards until the wet crack of snapping bone could be heard and the Priest's crooked finger snapped free.

"The angel is as unimaginative as his creator. He makes the most basic, pointless changes but leaves them all the desires and sensitivities." He smacked Lucia's pierced and sewn cunt with his fingers, "There was no need for any of that. It's not even that interesting but there it sits." He turned his cold gaze on this demon that was not part of his Gash, "And that is why the Great Failure cannot be allowed to win. Imagine the drab eternities if that dull, pouting whiner gets to run things. No. Far better the current disinterested tyrant."

He waved the Priestess over, "For now, zeal will out weigh any experience beyond the indignation of resisting their idiot master. Better to just kill them and move on. In time, as their numbers are reduced and the Failure begins to panic there will be much richer veins to mine."

[Belial Morningstart Deactivated]

Lucia kept the demon held tightly in her grasp watching as his finger sunk into the demon's body causing it to screech in pain. Her head cocked side ways watching its chest swell and it screech louder, she smirked slightly as she heard the snapping of bone and blood dripped down her wrist onto the stone floor from the wound in its chest. She felt nothing towards her one kind, no pity what so ever and she was more than happy to betray her father. Lucia continued to listen to the Priest as he spoke, blinking slightly when she felt him smack her mutilated cunt, no other reaction came from her. 

4 hours ago, WritesNaughtyStories said:

"And that is why the Great Failure cannot be allowed to win. Imagine the drab eternities if that dull, pouting whiner gets to run things. No. Far better the current disinterested tyrant."

The demon glared back at the Priest, still very much alive and squirming madly in Lucia's grasp, she kept a grip upon its throat cutting of any chance it had so talk back to the Priest. However Lucia could tell it was pissed, she could smell the hate coming off this creature. She held it up slightly and breathed a small cloud of vapor in its face causing the demon to slow its struggling. Lucia suddenly froze something seeming to pass between her and the demon held in her grasp, her head suddenly turned and she looked at the Priest. "You speak the truth Priest....father will panic but I have just seen...." she fell silent her head turning back to the demon and she loosened her grip on its throat. "Tell him what is going on in the other hells." she hissed. The demon struggled against the weird power she had over it, it trying to keep the information to itself. "Speak demon....I know you cannot lie. I have power over you...." Lucia hissed her claws seeming to cause its flesh to burn. "Three Lords of hell have been sent forth, three configurations have been found, three gash's have been destroyed..." the creature squawked as its body began to melt and dropped to the ground in a pool of black ooze. 

Lucia looked down at the woman then turned her head to look at the man still whimpering in pain, disgust flooded through her and she let out a massive cloud of sulfurous smoke. "There are many ways to cause Father to panic. Go after his organization from with in, fine his head Priest.....turn him. Secondly....strike at the heart of his family." She wondered, realizing her hate towards Lucifer was growing stronger with each passing minute she stayed with the Gash. 

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"We need the configurations first. Priestess, fetch Atkins and have him meet us at Balberith's libraru."

The Priest looked from Deepthroat as she headed off with a silent nod. "We are losing this war - perhaps the Failure is more apt than I thought."

"It is not too late to kill it, Pinhead." Butterball offers.

"It is not but I doubt killing it at this point gains anything. If nothing else she's potent against the demons themselves." The Priest held out his hand for the leash. Butterball handed it to him with a shrug. He led the demon princess away from the Gash's citadel toward the library.

"It might have been useful to ascertain which Gashes had been eliminated. Then we would know which configurations we need you to unlock." He said yanking on the leash. "Rest as best you can. Atkins will be an experience."

When the grey misery of travel ended, the Priest pushed open the doors to the library. The crumpled form of the Priestess lay on the floor, covered in bruises and bleeding from her eye and mouth. Atkins stood over her grinning, his knuckles bloody and one bandolier torn through his broken clavicle. Balberith entered the hall from deeper in the library. She looked from Deepthroat to Atkins and on to Lucia before finally settling on the Hell Priest. "You are responsible for this."

The Priest nodded. "Agreed." He handed the leash back to Butterball and helped the Priestess up. "Your temper is a bad as hers, Atkins." He said, standing up as Deepthroat began to knit back together.

"Fuck you, Priest. Your time as the chosen one is ended."

"Perhaps. But for now, your bigger concern is the Firstborn and you need me, my Gash and our pet to address it." His voice was a harsh, steely warning.

He turned his head to Balberith. "Can you determine which three configurations Lucifer's lackies have?"

"Perhaps. Can I leave you all here and not lose another Gash?"

The Priest looked at Atkins for a moment before her returned his gaze to Balberith, "He is not actually a Gash."

"We need him more than you at this point, Spencer." the librarian replied as she turned away and returned to her books.

The Priest took back the leash and swung his gaze to Atkins. "You need her too."

"Only until the demons are dead. Then, you're all dead."

The Priest ignored Atkins and looked at Lucia. "Rest. You will have to move all of us."

The Priest closed his eyes and waited while Atkins paced and grumbled until Balberith returned. "It's uncertain, but these two are most likely," She said, pointing out two in a list. She set the book aside and picked up another. The face on the cover still writhed in agony and Balberith pinched its lips, "Quiet," She pointed to another three, these others likely choices - almost guaranteed that all three are among these five. I will be able to tell more if you bring me back one, and maybe who controlled it."

The Priest look at the first two and pointed to one, "This is Laughing Boy."

Atkins suddenly crossed the room and looked at the book. "Yep."

Hell's Bastard turned away from Balberith, the book and the Priest, "Com'ere, cunt." He growled at Lucia as he stalked over.

"The configuration, Atkins - we know you have a talent for stumbling through configurations, but now is not the time."

Atkins kicked Lucia's foot out from under her and grabbed her arm, twisting it behind her as she fell. He sun her and drove her, face first into the stone floor, with a crack and wet thud. With his other hand he jerked her thigh, dislocating her hip painfully, "I hate this stupid sex shit!"

As he bent the demon her sigils began to glow. "Get your stupid fuck hole up here demon!" he roared, his anger fed by the Priest's presence and quiet demeanor. Atkin's cock, unseen by Lucia was every bit as mangled as the Priest's but his slit was lined with tiny barbs that made it look like a shark's mouth. As he forced his hellish girth of barbed, spiked dick into Lucia's sewn cunt, he pulled his knife from his belt and stabbed her in the ass hole. He drove the knife in and out, stabbing frantically, " That's the stuff! Blood!!"

[Belial Morningstart Deactivated]

She nodded to the Priest "I can do that, but not all of the lower class demons know." she said. When he told her to rest while she could, she would nod her head and follow him to the Library without another word, her mind trying to think of ways she could help bring her father down. However her eyes widened slightly when she saw the condition the Priestess was in, anger rippled through her, though she did not show this emotion. She couldn't lie, she was kind of fond of the Priestess but she didn't have time to worry about that at the moment. Her eyes bounced back and forth between Atkins, Pinhead and the Librarian, she could tell the Priest was not in a good mood and Atkins was just making it worse. Atkins's outbursts were making her temper ripple inside her, she wanted to sink her claws into the cenobites neck and rip his head off. When Pinhead told her to rest once more, she nodded her head letting him knew she understood. Though there was too much going on in her mind at the moment, she was not looking forward to moving the whole Gash to whatever part of hell or earth they needed to go next. 

Lucia glared at Atkins when he told her to come over, she was not about to listen to him with that tone. She gave an angry growl as he brought her foot out from under her and smashed her into the stone floor, pain rippled through her as he dislocated her hip causing a surge of heat ripple through her. She glared over her shoulder at the cenobite, she would tear him to peices if she had the chance, that was a promise. Lucia let out another louder growl picking up on his rage, her eyes glowing blue as she fed on his anger, a hiss escaped her gritted teeth when she felt Atkin's hellish dick invade her hole, she let out a snarl. Lucia looked at the Priest, her obedient side ebbing away, with each violent action Atkins brought upon her. She could hardly feel the pain from him stabbing her in her ass, though she could hear her blood dripping upon the stone floor, the tearing of her flesh, the echoing of his hips slamming into her own. Lucia clamped her eyes shut, her teeth grit tightly together as she felt he pull of the configuration, she let that feeling take over her. 

Lucia fell silent as she felt the heat inside of her growing continuously stronger, her body felt like it was on fire. Her tail suddenly came around and wrapped around Atkin's wrist, yanking the knife from his hand. The demoness suddenly twisted her body, bones snapping and cracking as grabbed the cenobite by the throat. Lucia said nothing as she slammed Atkins to the floor, her sigils glowing ever brighter blue as the swirling blue light appeared behind Pinhead and the rest of her Gash. Lucia's claws sank deeper into his throat, her toe claws sinking into the floor as she began to ride Atkins dick savagely. She leaned over him, blood dripping upon his face from where she had sank her fangs into her lip. She let out an angry growl from within her throat as she slammed herself down hard forcing the gate open, her whole body glowing, she trembled from the climax. She backed away from Atkins only after she dragged her claws across his chest first, she then retreated standing beside Pinhead. 

She turned her head slightly and sniffed the air as she stepped through the gate. "I smell one of the Lord's of hell, Belial and his ilk." she said turning her head to look at her Priest. Lucia however remained close to her Gash, something was bothering her and it was not Atkins. She could sense demons around but they were lower level ones, her tilted slightly. 

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The Hell Priest hated to admit it - and that too was part of Atkins' power - but Atkins' ability to cause suffering was inspiring. He made no effort or plan, he simply acted and misery ensued as an inevitable result of his mere presence. Not just for his target either, but everyone around. It's as if he was less a servant of hell and more of a concentrated extension of it.

When the Gash and Atkins passed through the gateway, Atkins dumped Lucia off him and leapt forward. The sounds of violence followed as Hell's Bastard did what he did best. Numerically he'd eliminate more of Lucifer's demons than the cenobites had lost. It wasn't really what the Priest needed to accomplish but it freed him and the Gash to attend to The Angel's captain.

He sensed Lucia's hesitation and searched for the configuration or the Demon Lord but could discern no trace of either.

The Priest saw the Demon Lord's throne and knew it would be ideal to bait him. He sat in it, one leg raised to expose his monstrous cock. "Come, pet," he instructed Lucia, giving her leash a tug, "bring me that cunt of yours."

He stoked her stitched cunt with one hand and grinned, "The Failure's Princess is here, lackey but she is much more mine than she ever was his. Come fetch her before Atkins gets bored with your minions."

All of it was meant to enrage the prideful, petty ego of the Demon Lord. 

Edited July 25, 2023 by WritesNaughtyStories

[Belial Morningstart Deactivated]

Lucia ignored Atkins, he was a waste of her attention, her eyes felt a tug in her stomach but before she could address it she felt the tug on her leash and heard her Priest's voice, she turned her head and looked up at Pinhead upon her Uncle's throne. She moved swiftly up the steps towards Pinhead sensing what he might be up too. She had no qualms about this, she would do whatever she could to strike a harsh blow upon her father. She could sense the vibrations rippling through the brimstone floor as a gaseous cloud began to form. Lucia let out a bloom of sulfur as she stood before Belial's throne, she could sense Belial's rage in her own blood, her eyes moved sideways as she looked at the Priest. 

10 hours ago, WritesNaughtyStories said:

"The Failure's Princess is here, lackey but she is much more mine than she ever was his. Come fetch her before Atkins gets bored with your minions."

"You dare defile my thrown Elliot Spencer...? You dare mock The Lightbringer with you're arrogant words. You will pay for that...you and his traitorous blood. The whole order will fall along with your beloved Leviathan!" Belial snarled as the cloud formed into a solid body of a massive Demon Lord. Lucia's rested a hand upon the Priest's knee. "He has the configuration Priest, I can drag him back with us. I have the power to do this...." she said softly as Belial took a step forward his rage growing, his pride already leading to his downfall. Lucia cocked her head to one side, her eyes moving to make contact with her Uncle, a smirk formed across her lips, her fangs peeking from her lips. "You know Father will not have me destroyed. Its been such a long time Uncle, not even a Hello? I thought I was your favorite niece?" she said in a mocking tone, her tail swaying from side to side. 

Belial let out another loud roar of rage as he stepped forward, Lucia held her ground, she knew Belial and she had a feeling what was going to come next. "I am evil's brightest lit match. With the snap of my fingers, I will bring forth a wave of hellfire that incinerates all." Belial snapped. "Really Uncle, I have heard that before and you know full well I can negate that, that is how Father made me....but I grow tired of your rabble...you are nothing impressive. The cenobites and Leviathan...are much more amusing and have much more imagination" she said a snarl escaped her lips, suddenly black fire appeared around Belial in thick ropes. The Demon Lord let out a howl of rage and pain as the fire coiled tightly around him like a snake, he struggled but could not escape from the black flames. "What in all the hells are these infernal things!?" Belial screamed as Lucia turned her head and slammed herself down hard on Pinhead's thick cock. 

She could feel him tear through her hooks and impale her deeply, a snarl formed upon her lips as her eyes began to glow along with her runes, her tail twisted as she worked her hips viciously upon her Priest's cock, blood dripping upon Belial's throne. The air started to fill with the scent of her blood, her claws dug into Pinhead's thighs and she grit her teeth harder, Belial's rage seeming to fuel her as well, she focused the Labyrinth within her mind along with the rest of her Gash, Deepthroat, Chatterer and even Butterball. Lucia brought one of the Priest's hands up to her throat, it would take a bit of extra power to bring this fallen angel with them. "Choke me...brutalize me...please....." she begged pulling his other hand down to her clit wanting him to twist it. Lucia forced more flames around Belial as she gate began open and she leaned her body back into the Priest's her eyes and sigils glowing blue, she sank her fangs hard into her lip and the gate opened but her, the Gash and Belial metalized on the other side as Lucia felt a massive climax take over her. And just as that the gate closed swiftly behind them and Lucia turned her head towards Belial. 

"Your pride is your downfall, that is something I am learning to cast off. Now give me the configuration or I will rip it from your body." she said, her flames still billowing and wrapping around her Uncle's massive body. There were changes going inside her that only Levithan truly knew of, things there were for the good of the Order. She knew they would need her still to get into Belial. Her eyes scanned Belial up and down before her head cocked to one side, she stepped forward her hand suddenly slammed into Belial's stomach and she yanked the configuration out, the angel gave a scream of pain as Lucia backed away and walked up to the Priest and dropped the configuration within his hand. "I think I can help with the other configurations, I can feel a strong pull from them, I think two more are in the present and one lies in my Mother's hands." was all Lucia said as she stood beside the Priest falling silent, her head turned as massive black chains shot from the walls and wrapped tightly around Belial, Lucia's flames retreated. 

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The Priest turned the configuration over and around in his hand thoughtfully as Lucia summoned the chains. The Gash watched as the chains began to squeeze the demon prince like iron pythons.

The wet crack of bones being crushed under the unrelenting pressure of Leviathan's trademark chains sounded through the citadel. Belial screamed in pain and fury and Pinhead gave a rare thin smile.

The Hell Priest froze the chains and stood up. He trailed a finger down Lucia's arm, intensely aware it frustrated and annoyed the demoness, as he walked to the raging demon prince. He waved Chatterer forward, "Summon the hounds and add a new one to the pack."

Chatterer let out a keening hiss through chattering teeth. An instant later the skittering noise of claws on stone sounded as the hounds bounded through the corridors. The hounds, stitched together from bits of victims, leapt with wordless screeches and slammed into Belial's back and legs, knocking him to the floor.

Teeth found flesh between the black iron coils and Belial's screaming began anew. As chunks came away, Chatterer slipped forward and drove down with his knives. The cenobite ignored the thrashing and parted an elbow joint that allowed one hound to drag away Belial's forearm.

Deepthroat called the hound off the limb as Chatterer parted out another joint. The hounds tore more and more meat off the demon, gulping down the black-blooded hunks.

Belial's end took long minutes as the hounds and their master carved the demon apart. Once the screaming stopped, Chatterer dismissed his hounds and began fitting the pieces together to build a new hound.

The Priest looked from his Gashmate to his demoness pet, "Get us back to Atkins, then the next configuration - he is wild and unpredictable but if there is no bettrr wsy to lower the demons'  numerical advantage."