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Thread: The F***ing Pub (Panakananana and boyo111)

Osmodeus plops to the floor also, after pulling off her cloak and the armored parts of her bra and panties, she leans against your other side, pulling your arm around her just as Shannon did. Yes this all my fault, as I said before, the spirits did not choose you...I chose you, out of my own grief over losing the real hero, along with the man I had fallen in love with. It just really gets to you, more and more each time, when you've been alive for centuries, falling in love with the 'chosen heroes' over and over, only to see them fail. Of all people, I should know the importance of strictly adhering to the rules in this situation. I've failed you and I'm sorry. Like I was saying before, one way to fight back would be to marry, under God, and let our love be a light for others to see, and learn from our marriage. I know that this is not your physical, narrow minded view of beating Shavok, but let me know if you think of something better. Raoul, the former thief, one who had spent his entire life under the rule of himself and no one else, almost chuckled at the idea. I hear you, I really do, but if I were to do as you say, I'd only be doing it for the purpose of killing Shavok. Osmodeus clutches your hand and sighs at your idiocracy. The Faerie, who had the events explained to her on the way, pulls off her clothes and lays down, barely keeping herself covered out of respect for Osmodeus these same events happened over a century ago, which is what led me to offer my spirit to the dark ones in exchange for the power to keep Shavok and his angel in exile. I figured it was my life and those who tried to execute me, to prevent all of this. That too is an option, probably one more suited to your narrow minded view. The group is startled at the entrance of Lilith if your wondering how I found you, I can smell Raoul's cock whenever he becomes aroused. I found Blooey in the woods, he was mad, and surprisingly strong, I barely managed to escape with my life. She stands there looking beat to shit and with a majority of her skimpy clothing torn away. Well if your wondering about these dark powers I can get you access to them. So make the choice, Raoul. Osmodeus, Lilith, and the Faerie look to Raoul. Shannon is already asleep.
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Raoul looks at them all, still feeling tired. Woken when Osmodeus lay next to him, with the soft, young Shannon curled up on one side of him and the amazonian Osmodeus laying next to him on the other felt blessed. When Faerie stripped down he felt triply blessed, and then when Lilith appeared shaken but also as alluring as ever Raoul could not help but be aroused with so many attractive women around him wanting his attention. Feeling like his old self woke up a bit more, his arms holding Shannon and Osmodeus closer. When they spoke of the choices he sat back at first, thinking between the two. Marry Osmodeus, the one who had dragged him into all this, the magical warrior goddess who had shown him a wonderful night. Faerie he knew nothing about, his former enemy who turned out to be not an enemy at all, rather one who had made the supreme sacrifice. Is that what he was? A hero? Could he make this kind of choice to affect the world and save it? Closing his eyes for a moment looked inside him, a place that he rarely ever went before this, to see if he had the answer. As the words came it was more to help him decide. You know I never was a hero, never wanted to be one, this was all thrust upon me so suddenly I just sort of went with it. Like life, you roll and you go on. It happens. This was just more of the same initially. It was only when I saw Bill again that I realized that is not me, I don't want to be a hero, be an example. I am not one. I've done bad things like Bill, not as bad, but that is who I am. If I was to take an option, Raoul hesitated a moment then turned to Lilith, it'd be yours.
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Osmodeus had been somewhat hopeful that, through all of their time together, Raoul might have changed. It turns out that she is wrong, but even though she is, she has no right to be at all disgruntled. After all, Raoul is only a human. At the cost of saving humanity, at least this lost love is worth something. She passionately kisses Raoul, knowing that this would be the last time they will 'see each other'. From the looks of things Lilith is thinking that Raoul is ready. Rest up and we'll leave to Hell in the morning, bring your sword, no one can come with us. Lilith kneels down beside Shannon and wakes her. Even just after waking, Shannon is ecstatic to see her. Shannon moves away from Raoul to cuddle with the demon that she is infatuated with, unaware that Raoul will be gone tomorrow. The Faerie warns Raoul one last time, in case he doesn't get it understand that in order to gain this power, you will become possessed. Like when Lilith possesses you, you will be aware but have no control of your physical body, and unlike Lilith, they will not grant your body back to you, Lilith will be unable to possess you. A fate worse than death as you will not have access to heaven, hell, or death. Sure you saved me, over 100 years later, but don't count on it again. So long as you understand this, I'll be rooting for you. She smiles and hugs you with no clothes on, a farewell gift. We will enter through a guarded crack in the circle of gluttony. Our passage will only be allowed because of me. You'll see things there that will cause you to think with the Raoul between your legs, just remember why you're there, hell is not a safe haven. This will not be a breeze, your goal is not promised either, I said I can get you access.
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Raoul nods, seems no matter what choice I make the path is difficult. Sighing deeply as he thinks about it, already wondering if he'd made the right choice. Taking the hug from Faerie, Raoul holds her tight, enjoying more of it than he would admit. Like you Faerie, I guess making this sacrifice is better than nothing. If I died like Blooey, losing the fight, then I get nothing. Laying back down thinking about what happened with all of them, his fear of dying uselessly like Bill and Blooey, Raoul could not easily sleep. Bill deserved it, he told himself, he was a jerk and it would have come eventually, if not me then some jealous husband or boyfriend. For that he could shed no tears. Blooey was a different matter, he knew the man. Fought with the man, was beginning to think of him as a friend. Maybe they could have lived with Shavok in charge, then Blooey might be alive. No, Raoul told himself, Blooey would just have tried to rescue the kingdom on his own and probably be taken down by the golems. At least they hurt Shavok. Sad about disappointing Osmodeus, Raoul just lay staring at the roof of the shell of the building, the stars appearing in the holes of the roof. Listening to the sounds of the night and convincing himself that this is the right decision, for everyone, including himself. As the night progressed none of his arguments worked, it was all trickery he decided, in this case it was pick a path and stay on it, maybe another would open up. That was what had let him survive this long, so far, now that philosophy would really be tested. In Hell.
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In the morning, Raoul is awakened by the smell of some good food. Raoul didn't get much sleep, but enough to know that there is no means of cooking there. He gets up to find that Osmodeus is serving more of that black sludge to everyone and it smells pretty good. A silent meal with everyone telling him 'goodbye' but no one actually saying anything. Lilith sits herself down to eat in a black pair of lounge panties and a matching bra to replace her other other torn up clothes thank you Osmodeus she says and then turns away pretending to jam her finger down her own throat and vomit. Where her and Raoul are headed, she doesn't mind the attire, not that she would anyway. Shannon has agreed to go bra-less and without panties for the time being, to assist what is seeming more and more to the group like 'more than a friend' to her. The arduous task of maintaining another set is left with Osmodeus, the Faerie, and Shannon, whilst you are in Hell with Lilith, who only wears the underwear set as a type of friendship bracelet. Lilith scarfs down the disgusting, but nutrient filled meal and loudly scolds Raoul to hurry, she then breaks her plate on the floor and flips off the group as she's running in circles. Sorry friends I'm just trying to get myself fired up for this. Although Lilith is trying to hide it, she is deeply saddened by Raoul's choice to sacrifice himself, an emotion she had never felt before. Raoul and Lilith head to a cave in the mountains and venture deep, inside, so deep that it would be pitch black if Lilith hamdm't snapped her fingers to cast a flame on the bra that Shannon gave to her, wrapped around a rock that she holds in her bare hand. I didn't know you could use magic, or that you were firefroof says Raoul in awe. Lilith responds there's a lot about me you don't know, stupid. Raoul responds back with a saddened tone why were you acting so weird this morning, and still now. Lilith reverts back right away I don't shut up and keep moving taking the time to think it over again she continues That wizard finally destroyed the bracelet finally, ever since, I've been feeling emotions that I haven't felt since I was human. You're not the only one with problems, Raoul. They enter a room in the darkness, larger than seems real. There stands a 20 meter tall, red, arched, double door, guarded by two 10 meter tall titans with stone skin. One wields an insanely tall pole axe and the other a titanic mace. They speak in a very loud voice at the same time entrance is only granted if you cant defeat us, or if you lose against us. Lilith shouts he's with me shit heads and the titans admit defeat and allow passage.
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Raoul looked around as they went deeper into the caves, the new, released Lilith was different. Cold and almost unfeeling towards him, a big difference than she was before she was freed from the bracelet. Together she seemed sedate, even when merged she was calm and measured, this was a Lilith that was at the mercy of all of her emotions, and probably truer to herself than she had been before. Following her to the gate, the two titans looking down on them then moving aside as the doors opened, the sound of grating echoed in the chamber as the two figures laughed at him. Gears or hinges groaned as the doors moved aside, within was a smoke that filled the space between and blocked Raoul from seeing anything beyond. Stay on the same path I do, stray off and you may or may not be lost, Lilith looked over her shoulder at him. I'll lead you to the demon lords, but the living have to pass tests to gain admittance fail and you are forfeit. You will stay in Hell a prisoner, and in that case you'd wish to have married Osmodeus. The last words came out with a hatred he had not seen in Lilith before. In the mist it was dark, his feet were invisible, he was walking on something and he could see the glow from Lilith's fire as he heard his footsteps suddenly echo as if they were in a tunnel. Then a roof came low as the mist thinned and Lilith was in front of him, fully demonic now, large, leathern wings on her back. Horns he had never noticed on her head, the clothes were gone now as if in Hell there was no need for clothes, her hands and feet no longer had nails just long claws at the ends of her hands. The tunnel widened and outside of it came a low undulating moan, the sky a streaked red and black above, while below he saw blacked stone and pits of file and lava. On the stones he saw figures, they looked to be dancing but as they came closer to the edge of the tunnel and he saw outside noticed there were more figures than he had thought, and they were not dancing. Most were copulating. Big figures, and small, all in a hedonistic dance on any available surface. Large men on small women, small men on large women and demons intermixed moving from couple to couple urging them on, striking some or in some cases moving a man out of the way to impale a woman on a large, demonic cock. The moans were not of pleasure, but pain and an unfulfilled need. Though the people were all having sex no one was completing the task, when each figure came close the demons would knock the partners away, a whip or hand striking them, then the figures would come together again. Bodies tinged black with soot from the stones and red from the heat none of them completing the task and the moans came louder as they struggled to copulate again and again, only to be denied at the last moment. Lilith turned back to Raoul, smiling she rubbed her own breasts and hard nipples, a tongue come out and licked her lips as she saw Raoul's pants tighten. Realizing that he was becoming aroused just watching, is this a trial? One of the tests? Raoul asked, Lilith just turned away and kept walking, the path taking them to the midst of the couples.
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Lilith responds to Raoul in a tone not showing much care for the outcome all of it's a trial, Raoul, your life in the human world and every detail of it, all the way to your destined path here. What I do or say here should make no difference in your goal, the choice is still up to you. Knowing that he is being tested and learning that he always has been, he can tell from the feeling in his pants that this will be a great deal more difficult than he had thought. As he continues toward the tortured couples, Raoul is stricken with the thoughts of several misdeeds in his own past. Every so often, he finds his eyes drawn to Lilith's nude body, almost automatically. Blaming it on the place that he's in, he justifies to himself that this is not the wrong choice, after many looks to Lilith's ass and big breasts. I'm sure that I wouldn't be hurting anyone by doing this, after all I am going to be dead after this Raoul says, followed by more inner justifications. The old Raoul wouldn't stay hidden. Raoul puts his arms around Lilith, who was hearing all of Raoul's out loud arguments with himself. She looks into your eyes, hers widened by shock that you would go so far Raoul this is something that I have wanted for a long time, but understand that you are being tested, always, your decision will have an aftershock, like I said though, it's your choice to make...so make the choice, Raoul.
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Raoul, a voice croons from nearby, Raoul, come to me. Turning he sees a woman leaning over a block of stone. Familiar and yet not, she croons to him as she is leaning over the block, a finger beckoning him. Her mouth was wide, bright red lips, as she leaned over large breasts spilling onto the top of the stone. Her hips swaying behind. Raoul, come to me. She moaned as if she was being screwed, the hair over her face, long and dark in the reddish sky. Standing on the path Raoul felt his trousers tighten. She moaned his name again, calling him. Looking down at the black stone felt his foot step out before he knew it, the ground covered in dust as he took a step, then another. She kept calling his name, each time he felt himself get harder and harder. Stepping around her, the curving hips the round ass, the way it swayed while he was behind her. Slowly the head turned back towards him, the long hair splayed over her back and the stone, an arm languidly moved back and spread her ass cheek. Raoul, choose a place. Looking down noticed his hands were already moving his trousers, pulling out his hard cock and taking a step towards her heard the moan of anticipation on her lips. Yes, Raoul, her eyes closed and the moan washed over him like the heat around him. He wanted her, wanted to do it and he moved closer. Closer he had it and as he was standing right before her all he heard was the word choose. The word echoed in his mind. To do her, or not to do her, that was the question. Or choose a hole, he thought again as he looked at her wet pink slit and the brown pucker between the soft, tanned ass cheeks. What did Raoul want? Choose. Who did he want? Choose. Raoul's mind raced as his hand held onto his hardened shaft, her body before him, it was all he could see and feel. A hand reached out and touched an ass cheek, the skin was on fire, burning up with the lust. That lust touched him and he wanted her, wanted a hole. Choose. Indecision, which hole, which girl? Choose! With a groan and a cry Raoul moved. Moved back. Not wanting her, he wanted something else. Someone else. A bestial cry came and he was thrown down, a demon jumped in front of Raoul and shoved a large cock into her, she moaned and cried out in ecstasy. She closed her eyes, holding on to the stone and moaned, cumming with each stroke the woman moaned and shifted her body as Raoul stumbled back towards Lilith his cock still erect and in his hand. Lilith looked at him with disdain and disappointment, though her tongue licked her lips as she saw his erection. Give me that, she said as she stepped up to him. A leg winding around him and then he was in Lilith, the heat of her a salve on his shaft. Moving slightly Raoul did not consider her, or anyone, just the feeling as he pumped into her, hardly feeling the scratches on his back or the bites Lilith left on his neck. Only when he came inside her did he then notice. Lilith looked at him with sadness and anger, as if he was already lost, come, you've passed the first trial.
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Upset at the fact that you hurried it up and did not even try to extend the small amount of pleasure that she got out of it, she starts to think that this might be your predestined fate after all. Raoul Lilith says loudly and sternly upon removing you from herself. Your downfall may not come right away, but always remember what I said about an aftershock coming of this. I love you Raoul but that was such a disappointing final act. Raoul is left to contemplate what she might have meant by her words as he follows Lilith deeper into the lake of fire. Ever since Raoul had stepped foot into Hell, he had been being watched by the Lords of Ill Will, the same group of demonic entities that had possessed the Faerie, and the same group that Raoul was hoping to meet his end towards in exchange for exiling Shavok. The Lords of Ill Will were, for a short time, bewildered by the fact that the man hoping to make a deal with them, was the same one who had brought them down when they were in possession of Bill. However, seeing Raoul's true self, with his most personal of weaknesses out on display, they laugh at the fact that their defeat was only a minor setback, a fluke that would never happen again.
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Raoul knows his disappointed them all, Lilith, Osmodeus, Faerie, even Shannon he had only known for a short amount of time. None of it would have mattered before, but now he was feeling it like a thousand small cuts upon his body, each one painful but not fatal. Lilith's actions here whether a test or step towards the sacrifice he had to make were hard to take, she was the best at giving him the glances and comments that hurt him the most. She knew him best now, sharing a body together Lilith had seen deep inside him, saw his memories and deepest secrets and was using them against him. Following her on the path she led the way raising desire in him still as she knew how to walk and move in front of him to get his attention. He hips and motions all suggestive and as he looked aside she would capture his attention again in some small way, if there was something between them they could have held hands like lovers, they walked that close. There was none of that in Lilith. They skirted the lake, no water but what looked like fire, if fire could be a liquid it was before Raoul. As they neared the shore the heat became almost unbearable, as if everything here was meant to cause just the right amount of pain or pleasure, but to stay on that edge where the pleasure was about to be reached but then pulled away. Pain was constant, or slowly building up until it became unbearable then washed away, only to come back, like a wave on the seashore. As he watched the waves of fire while Lilith walked with him wondered if he would be putting himself here for eternity after he died, when he died. Hearing about the torments in the afterlife was one thing, to see them before him was another, it scared Raoul but in some part of himself there was the hope that this was only temporary. As he was about to ask Lilith a question she turned to him and put a finger to his lips, generally it would be a suggestive motion with her. This time as she touched him there was a palpable anger in the touch that seemed to sear his lips. Shaking her head Lilith just pointed down the path that passed around the lake, the sides of the path becoming blocked by the haze of heat where Raoul began to see figures swimming in the lake. Limbs reaching above the surface gesturing in pain and the screams that he had been hearing slowly building, all around there were figures dipped into water by demonic shapes. Screams increased with the figures that were dipped into the burning water.
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The lifeless, tortured, screams of the people there echo in the vast nothingness that made up the horizon. An intense loneliness could be felt there that was enough to shatter even the strongest spirit. Lilith stands tall with her wings curled around her naked body, covering her breasts. She walks up to Raoul and stands before him and, unlike usual, not in an intentionally provocative way. I know what it's like, Raoul, to be conditioned and pressured into taking the easy way out. Lilith steps closer to Raoul and grabs his hands, a genuine softness in her eyes and body language to the likeness that you have never seen before. I was once human too, a long time ago. I failed my trial, and never even hesitated or thought about changing, that's why I have been a slave to that bracelet for so long, a fate worse than you can imagine. Although I am grateful to you for making the choice to have it destroyed, I am not free, I'll never be free. Lilith wraps her wings around you and gently pulls you in for an embrace. One of her legs wrap around yours and she softly presses her body against yours. I understand the reasons why you are the way you are, but I know that you can change, I want you to change, I want you to be better, to save yourself and those you love. Just like you tried to save me. Lilith moves in to give a loving and passionate kiss. Once she releases the kiss, she backs away and covers her breasts with her wings again. I would very much like to make love to you, and not just fuck you. Perhaps another time, then. Lilith bows to you, turns around, and leads the way to the next 'trial'. Having what just happened in mind, Raoul's next trial would be even harder. Though somehow he feels that he's already lost, he does understand that his life has always been the hell that he's made it, even before Shavok. Enough with the stupid choices Raoul tells himself as he passes by a familiar figure, hiding in the shadows, in plain sight.