What happens when an innocent is sent to the dark side?
Anarchy is the new leader of hell. He doesn’t believe a young new arrival, Josh, can be a cold-blooded killer. He intends to find out why Josh killed two men and if he deserves the tortures of hell or the peace of heaven. If Josh has to be chained, naked and about to burst from pleasure to tell the truth, well then so be it.
Be Warned: m/m sex, flogging, bondage
“Have you been the devil long? Or does it like change hands?” he asked.
I wondered if he was truly curious or he was trying to stall so he could eat until he got sick. “I am not the devil. Anarchy is the name, took over for the devil about a hundred years ago.”
“You’re one hundred?” His eyes went wide.
“Why did you take over?” He ate another puff.
I was mesmerized by his tongue. It licked the white cream off his lips and had my cock twitching in my pants. They were suddenly very, very tight. I snapped my fingers. The pants disappeared and were replaced by a red towel. It was warm and gave my erection more room to breathe. Josh gave the towel a glance and then quickly looked away.
“The devil fell in love. Once that happened, he lost his horns and decided to embrace mortality with the woman that stole his heart.” I rolled my eyes. Why the devil wanted to give up all this for one pussy was beyond me.
“Well, that’s kinda romantic.” Josh finally stopped eating. He sat back, looking content. “Thanks for feeding me.”
“Like I said, I like meat on my meals.”
Josh paled a little. “You’re...you’re going to eat me?”
I had to chuckle. “Not in the way you’re thinking.” I reached over, my fingers running up and down his thigh.
I let some fang show through my parted lips and shifted my hand. My palm pressed against the tip of his cock. The flesh was warm, hard, and I grinned as a drop of pre-cum smeared against my skin. I grabbed his shaft, harder than I had to, but soft enough not to hurt, much. Josh hissed out a breath, his eyes closing, and head falling back. I stroked him, my fingers lingering on his balls before I glided my palm back up to his cock head. “You are a very handsome young man.”
He opened his eyes. “Thank you.”
“And I find myself curious as to why, exactly, you murdered two people.”
His erection twitched in my hand. He looked at me, pleasure replaced with something else, guilt maybe. “Does it matter? I killed them.”
His erection began to soften, and I pulled my hand away. I was surprised at his resolve, at his willingness to defy me. I was, after all, Anarchy, ruler of hell. I flicked my hand to the left and chains formed on the wall.
Josh swallowed hard. “Are those...are they for me?”
I nodded, my smile fading. “I still plan to eat you.” I licked my lips. To my surprise, he willingly stood and moved to the wall, the only one without a window. He stood against it, his cock stirring once again. With a jerk of my fingers, the shackles wrapped around his wrists, pulling until Josh’s arms were above his head. “You’re in my playground now,” I whispered, standing and tugging the towel off my hips.