1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 9: Captured


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    corridors. “What?” I asked, looking up in confusion. Orihime squirmed out of my grasp. “My Lord,” she shouted, dashing down the hall. The Samurai stared at me from behind his demonic war mask I smiled at him, licking my fingers clean of his concubine's juices. They tasted delicious. One day, I would experience all the delights sweet Orihime possessed. “What is going on?” I asked, striding forward, unconcerned that he was armed and armored. I was a Goddess. I commanded Justice. “I do not know,” the Samurai answered. “But those horns come from the direction of the holding yard.” “Well, you better run along and attend to it,” I purred. “I'll keep an eye on your concubine for you. She will be quite safe.” Orihime trembled, clutching at him from behind. “She is safest at my side,” he growled. His other two concubines were behind him, watching with apprehension. “As you wish,” I shrugged, smiling as I walked by. One day, I would enjoy his women. The Samurai couldn't keep them by his side forever. I had eternity to be patient. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chantelle Paquet-Holub The women burst through the guards, flooding out of the square. I cheered for joy, leading the new worshipers of Lilith to freedom. The men, their rapists, were torn to pieces by the frenzy of women, as wild as the bacchanalia of Greek mythology. I reached one of the guards, my hand seizing his more intimate weapon. He howled as I squeezed his flesh organ and ripped it from his body. I savored the rapist's ...
    agony. At my side, Supergirl, the former man, joined me, screaming her rage as she stomped the soldiers face into the dirt. “To the gate!” I roared, tugging on all the souls. “Our freedom.” We poured out, screaming for joy. Nothing could stop us. We were the ocean coming to sweep this city clean of its filth. I cackled as I led my women, savoring the blood of our would-be rapist running down my hands. Horns sounded about the city, the disorganized call of the men. I rounded the corner onto the main street that led to the gate. Our freedom in hand. The Samurai stood before us mounted on his demonic nightmare, his three whores at his back, and an army of spearmen forming up behind him. A forest of bristling spears stood between us and freedom. They advanced, moving almost as one, their footsteps booming down the metallic streets. The Samurai drew his katana. His three whores, riding side-saddle behind him on their own nightmares, seemed as calm as if it was a Sunday jaunt. More soldiers poured into the streets from around us. I focused on the Samurai and shot out my new-found power, lashing out with a fist of force at the red-clad monster. I poured all my hate into smashing his snarling war-mask and beating him down to a pulp. His sword slashed, meeting my invisible power. The street before him rang like a gong, the brass plates of the street bending and warping as the force was unleashed. The energy spilled to the sides and slammed into brass buildings, crumpling walls. The ...
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