The ceremony

The devils realm

Anna had no idea of what the time or day it was, as she was locked in, in a dark room from when she was brought out from the dungeon.

She was grateful to the fact that she was fed daily, as a guard was assigned to provide her daily with a complete three square meal of her choice.

She wondered why Miranda acted kindly to her all of a sudden, knowing how cunning Miranda, the demon of lust, was.

She sat upright on her bed, as she heard the door to the room she was kept in, click open. She wondered who it was, cause she had gotten her breakfast not so long ago, so she wasn’t expecting the guard till around her lunch time.

“How’s my favorite prisoner settling in?” Miranda clicked both her fingers together, bringing forth fire on both her finger tips, lighting up the room, after she had shut the door behind her.

“Missed me?” Miranda gave a wide smile, and approached the bed Anna sat on.

“There you go.” She said, releasing the invisible shackles she had on Anna, which prevented her from using any of her powers.

“Get away from me!” Anna screamed, sauntering to the other side of the room, once she felt her powers and speech return back to her.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, I wouldn’t do that, if I was you.” Miranda warned, extinguishing the fire that sat on her fingertips, letting darkness engulf the room yet again.

“I see you want to play, so let’s play.” Anna gasped and jumped in shock, as she heard Miranda’s voice just close to her ears.

“How about hide and seek? You hide and if I find you, I take a pint of your blood.” Miranda’s voice echoed everywhere at once, terrifying Anna more, as she had no idea of where Miranda was.

“Argh!” Anna screamed, as she felt Miranda’s claw slice through her thigh, pulling out black blood.

“You’re no fun.” Miranda said, clapping both her hands, lighting the whole room. “You’ve grown so soft.” Miranda rolled her eyes, on seeing Anna crouch herself to a corner, looking terrified and trying to nurse her wound.

“Well, you should get prepared, you’ll be leading the army to war soon enough.” Miranda examined her claws, as she crossed her legs on the chair she sat in, opposite from where Anna was.

“Ouuu, you don’t look so happy about it. That’s sad, cause you really don’t have a choice my darling.” Miranda huffed out. “Damn, I need a manicure.” She stared at her dark long nails.

“Alright. I think I’m done here.” She got to her feet and headed to the door.

“I won’t lead your sick army.” Anna said in a low voice, stopping Miranda on her tracks.

“What did you say?” Miranda smirked, turning back to face her.

“I said I won’t lead your sick army!” Anna stood, with her horns flaring up straight, her claws elongated and wisps of smoke blaring out from her ears.

“Interesting. How about now?” Miranda clenched her hand in a fist, making Anna scream out, and hold her chest, as bright light came from the brand Miranda had placed there.

“You forget so quickly, whose in charge here.” Miranda took quick steps to her, landing a slap on her face, as she got close, throwing Anna off balance, as she still tried taking her stand.

“You forget that I made you and I fucking own you!” Miranda screamed, blaring her horns simultaneously.

“You. Do. Everything. I. Say.” She held on Anna’s neck, pronouncing every word, as she stared directly into her eyes, letting her see the fire that burned in her orbs.

“Am I clear?” She squeezed her free hand, making Anna whimper at the pain she infused on her.

“I can’t hear you bitch! Am I clear?!” Anna nodded her head in fear.

“We good.” She dropped her back on the floor, wiping her hand on Anna’s dress.

“I’m going for an event, something Lucifer suddenly brought up.” Miranda rolled her eyes. “An emergency meeting of some sort.” She tucked her hair behind her ear.

“Well, I need to look my best. Who knows, I might probably seduce a demon there.” Miranda smiled at Anna who flared at her in return.

“Be a good girl darling.” Miranda said, squatting to Anna’s level and running her finger across her face seductively. “You’d have been by my side, if you were only less stubborn.” She placed her lips on her ear, licking it down to her neck, as Anna tried shifting away from her.

“We’d have conquered the world together.” Miranda ran her finger from Anna’s neck, to her cleavage, stopping at the swell of her breast.

“You’re so beautiful Anna.” She whispered, placing a hand around Anna’s neck to keep her still, as she ran the other over her thigh, healing the wound, as she ran her hand over it.

“I could give you anything you want Anna.” Anna gasped out, as Miranda’s hand moved dangerously up, grazing her clit through her panties.

“So wet for me already.” Miranda let her serpentine like tongue slither from her mouth to Anna’s neck.

“You could get this and everything more, if you don’t make it hard for yourself.” She dipped in a finger into her wet and warm cunt hole, moving it at a slow pace, as Anna let out an involuntary moan.

“I don’t mean to be a party popper, but I need to go now.” Miranda pulled out her finger, making Anna clench her legs at the lost of impact.

“Don’t look so sad, I’ll be back for more.” Miranda smiled as her serpentine tongue licked through the finger that was in Anna’s a few seconds ago.

“So good.” She winked at Anna who had a scowl on her face.

“Don’t miss me so much.” She sang, as she reached the door.

“Alright, bye.” The lights went out as she closed the door behind her. Leaving Anna in darkness once more and sexually frustrated.

“Bitch.” A frown eteched on her face, as she walked back to her room chambers.

“Get me my slave!” She commanded, as she stood in the middle of her room.

“I’m here master.” Her sex slave appeared before her in a leather red, low dangling waist trousers and no shirt on, with his head bowed and both his hands behind him.

“Put this on. We’re going out.” She handed a spiked black leather collar, with gold engravings and a strap dangling from it.

He obediently buckled it to his neck, watching her pull off her clothes and dressing into a red see through clothes, bringing her curves in full display, with just her nipples and her cunt covered.

“Come here.” She pointed at her red stilettos, as he came closer. He went on his knees, slowly fixing the heels to her foot, kissing it afterwards, before placing it down.

“Good boy.” She smiled, patting on his hair, while he was on the second the leg.

She picked up the black mask that laid beside her, on her bed and placed it over her eyes, adjusting so her eyes fit in the hole made for it.

“Give me your hand.” She stretched her hand to him.

He took it, raising her up from the bed.

“Ready?” She asked, and he nodded. She said a spell and both of them vanished to thin air.

They both appeared at the entrance of an extravagant mansion.

“Lucifer and showing off.” She tsk, rolling her eyes, as she moved in,with her slave’s collar strap in her hand, as he followed closely behind as she gently tugged on his strap.

The hall was filled with demons of various forms and shapes from all around, some with a latched sex slave, just like Miranda’s and some with their mate, while some just themselves.

She looked up to what seemed like the higher table and saw the seven princes of hell seated, from Mammon, the prince of greed, to Leviathan, prince of envy, to Beelzebub, prince of gluttony, to Belphegor, sloth prince, to Satan, prince of wrath, to Asmodeus, the prince of lust, her direct master. Finally to, Lucifer the prideful prince. She rolled her eyes at his tittle.

“Do make yourself at home. There’s a lot to eat and torture.” Lucifer announced, pointing at a group of possessed human souls in a huge glass container.

“They are all yours.”

Most demons sauntered to the glass, to admire the souls trapped into them, drooling at the sight of them. While the rest, like Miranda, took a seat on one of the table, with her sex slave on the floor, like a loyal dog beside her.

“What a lovely toy you have there.” A double headed demon, both female and male, from across Miranda, commented both at once, as the both licked across their lips and sharp canines.

“Can we have him for the night?” They asked together, making her sex slave shudder in fear beside her.

“No. He’s mine.” Miranda said, stroking on his head, making him relax back a bit.

“Go find someone else.”

“But you can get any you want. You’re the demon of lust after all.” The female from both heads said.

“My answer still is no. He’s special.” Miranda said dismissively, turning over to Lucifer who had begun a speech again.

“I’d choose listening to Lucifer over and over again this moment.” She muttered under her breath.

“People of hell!” Lucifer called out, calling all their attention to himself.

“You all know, we are here on borrowed time, and soon, if nothing is done, we will all be sent back to the abyss.”

Various gasps was heard from the demons, and low chattering erupted from amongst them.

“When the blue moon is out, the portal which leads directly to hell, will be opened and if we aren’t able to wipe off the werewolves race and sacrifice an alpha of any pack, we all will be pulled and sent in to the deepest part of the abyss, and we wouldn’t be able to come back up again, staying in eternal torture forever.” Lucifer watch the fear creep to their faces.

“We need to make a move, and make it now!” They all cheered in agreement.

“Miranda who was placed in charge of wiping them off, temporarily failed us, as a fortress was made around the werewolves premises, protecting them from us, as we can’t get access to any of them.”

Miranda rolled her eyes at the petty move he made to ridicule her.

“So I and the other princes brought up a solution. We will go to war with the werewolves before the blue moon, but for now we’ll lie low till the time is close.”

Low chattering came up in the hall again.

“Don’t worry about the fortress, I have it all covered.” He gestures at a guard to bring out someone.

Minutes later, a battered and tied Genevieve was dragged out before them.

“The culprit who created the fortress.” Lucifer bent to her level and pulled on her hair, raising her face up, as the rest of the demons jeered at her.

“This is your last chance witch. How do we break through the fortress.”

A smile played through Genevieve’ lips.

“You don’t.” She spat out.

Lucifer chuckled and released the grip on her hair a bit, making her head fall back down to the ground.

“How do I break through the fortress bitch!” Lucifer exclaimed as he plunged through her back to her chest, his arm which had taken the shape of a spear.

“Argh!” She screamed out, letting her head fall back. “You’ll have to kill me first before I betray my master.” She laughed out.

“Bitch!” Lucifer stabbed her again, as she fell limp on the floor.

Miranda chuckled at Lucifer’s frustration from where she sat, enjoying the whole show.

“Why bother with her.” Esmeralda, the dark witch who had suddenly appeared beside Lucifer said.

“You can have her.” Lucifer flung Genevieve’s half conscious body close to the glass of souls, having demons pounce on her.