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Chapter Three

   The familiar sounds of begging and pleading met Gage’s ears as he closed in on the throne room, along with the distinctive sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

   As the favorite form of torture for many inflicting it in hell, since it not only imparted suffering on the soul but pleasure for the one exacting the penance, it was a common sound.

   And Lucifer, much like Bane, preferred the unwilling, hence the pleading. But begging for mercy was a sure fire way to turn Lucifer on, because the more you didn’t want it, the more he did. A fact Gage caught on to right quick when he was finally brought home for the first time.

   He may be one of Lucifer’s favorite demons now, but back then he hadn’t yet had the chance to prove himself. Lucifer wanted to initiate Gage, in a way he had all others brought into his palace.

   Lucifer was going to rape Gage.

   But after watching Lucifer impart just such a punishment on another before him, Gage knew the only way to keep his bedding record to women only was to act as if he wanted it. So when it was his turn, when the Sadist Twins brought Gage before Lucifer and his erect self, he simply dropped trou.

   He completely disrobed in front of him, lost every piece of armor and immediately went for his own cock, working it into life and asking Lucifer how he wanted him. He wasn’t afraid of Lucifer at all either which just helped his case. He was just creature, one that may have started looking off fairly normal, but had transformed into something of nightmares over the years. Well, maybe for humans, Gage himself wasn’t all that impressed.

   True he was red skinned, but it wasn’t tomato red. It was the red the cold burns left on his skin from swimming in what could be compared to nitroglycerine lakes, like liquid ice. And yeah he had horns, but so did a lot of folks in hell. That’s what happens when gods and demigods start fucking and impregnating animals, you get hybrids like the centaurs. The claws were no big deal, neither were the pointed teeth…as long as he was keeping them away from Gage’s cock.

   That on the other hand was a little worrisome; to keep up the ruse that he wanted Lucifer, Gage even asked if he’d suck him off. And just one graze of those teeth…

   The whole thing pissed Lucifer off certainly, but that one moment is what made him better than any of the other soldiers in hell. He’d never had Lucifer, the pinnacle of evil in this realm or any other, inside him in any way shape or form.

   “D’u look happy,” Jerry, who was waiting just outside the great chamber’s door, said in way of greeting.

   The demon had come to bring his earthen clothes with him when he traveled between realms, meaning he was fully clothed in modern garb as he leaned against the frozen wall. Jeans, sneakers, t-shirt and ball cap, it took its toll on him every time he crossed, draining his energy to bring it with him. But he liked the status boost it gave him, showed that he was not only stronger, but above all the other peons who couldn’t do what he could in hell.

   “Just pissed Pestilence off right good,” Gage beamed before he took another bite of his apple.

   “So t’en I guess it’s a good t’ing we’re headin’ back, eh? Ot’erwise Famine would be wantin’ a piece of d’ur ass,” he shook his head with a grin, fully aware of the animosity between them all.

   Gage was about to comment how Famine was about the only one who wouldn’t want Gage’s ass when a familiar baritone of a laugh echoed into the hall.

   “What the fuck is Bane doing here?” he asked Jerry as he stomped around the corner, only to answer his own question upon seeing what had kept Jerry out in the hall.