Divine Succession - Chapter 05 - Sex Stories

Divine Succession - Chapter 05

... He’d just agreed to go to Hell. Granted he was only visiting, but really, who agrees to go to Hell? It seemed pretty ridiculous. “Lord,” Amia said, interrupting his train of thought. “Would you like to get dressed before we arrive?” “What? Oh, right. Yeah, probably,” David replied. “It is really no concern to me Lord what state of dress you wish to be in, I merely wish for you to be comfortable,” Amia said. David responded by conjuring up the clothes he’d left in the changing rooms. The doors opened, and David was surprised to see what appeared to be a plain reception area, with a man sat behind it. “Hello Lady Amia, are you here to see Achré?” The man asked, before he saw David, and bowed his head. “Lord! To what do I owe this honour!?” “This is the new God. I’m showing him around,” Amia replied. “Incidentally, his appointment as the new God has not been announced yet, so you’d be wise to keep this to yourself.” “Yes Lady Amia, as you command,” the man said, before flipping a switch. “I’ve unlocked the doors for you.” They approached the doors, and David braced himself. “Enjoy your visit to Hell!” The man said without a hint of sarcasm in his voice. “Lord, are you completely certain you wish to see this?” Amia asked. “It is not pleasant.” “Yes, show me,” David replied. “Very well…” The instant Amia opened the doors, David’s ears were filled with the sounds of agonising screams. The sounds of horrors beyond his worst nightmares. Amia walked in, and David reluctantly ...

... followed, the doors closing automatically behind them. David looked around, and saw that they appeared to be in some sort of large cave, with lava and fire all over the place. As well as this, the cave was filled with thousands of people, all being tortured in the most horrendous of ways by angels in black robes. Amia approached one of the torturers, who stopped his tortures to bow to her. “Excuse me, could you please tell me where Lord Achré is?” She asked him sweetly. “I believe he is in the Special Unit, Lady Amia,” the torturer replied. “Please…I’m sorry…” The damned soul begged, grabbing hold of David’s leg. “HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO HIM WITHOUT PERMISSION, YOU WORTHLESS SINNER!” The torturer screamed at him, before throwing him back into the lava. “Thank you,” Amia smiled, apparently un-phased by what had just happened. “Please, follow me, Lord.” David followed her, rather uneasy about all this. Amia led David into a building where more people were being tortured, their torturers bowing to the archangel and the God as they walked past. They went into a room where someone was being tortured by an angel in white robes with a gold trim. Amia snuck up behind him, and wrapped her arms around him lovingly. “Guess who,” she said. “Well considering there’s only one person in existence who would dare touch me without permission, I’ve got a pretty good idea,” Achré replied. He turned around, and kissed her lovingly. “Hey Achré,” Amia smiled. “Hey Amikins…” Achré smiled, kissing her again. ...