Gwen awoke to find herself in a large and dimly lit chamber, naked and obscenely suspended from painfully hot iron
cuffs that tightly encircled her wrists and ankles. The smoke and intense heat seared her sinuses with every breath
she took. Gwen’s considerable fear quickly turning into terror as her eyes, adjusting to the chamber’s dimness, started
to take in the horrifying details of her surroundings. Scattered across the chamber’s blood-spattered floor and piled
high along its metal walls, countless human bones.
It was in that fateful moment that she noticed someone standing silently watching her, someone who’s clown makeup caused
her an ‘Oh Fuck’ moment, as she helplessly watched him masturbating as he walked toward her. “Good evening Gwen, and welcome
to the start of your eternal damnation. I know. This wasn’t what you were expecting but this is Hell, your rightful place
for all of eternity. You thought you could fuck your way to riches but here in Hell, there’s a price to pay for every married
man or woman you seduced along the way. Normally, my Master Lucifer would have merely consigned an adulteress like you to an
eternity of unimaginable suffering within one of the Hell’s countless Iron Maidens, but he long ago vowed to give me the
special ones to play with first. The ones who willingly prostituted themselves, who committed their eternally unforgivable
sins merely out of a sense of avarice, and by doing so, made themselves worthy of my demonic attentions.”
Pausing to let his demonic looking eyes roam lustfully over Gwen’s shapely nude form, Stan continued, “I’m sorry, where were
my manners, I haven’t introduced myself, I’m Stan. In the late 1800’s I was a vaudeville clown with a traveling European
circus. During my twenty-year career, I raped and tortured to death over twelve hundred prostitutes before finally being
caught and executed me for my crimes.”
Gwen watched Stan continuing to obscenely masturbate, his inhumanly oversized erection growing larger with each passing
moment, “Ironically, while I expected my soul to be consigned to the fiery pits of Hell, I never imaged Lucifer himself would
offer me an alternative. I guess you might say that even the Lord of Hell, has a fondness when it comes to the eternal
damnation of serial killers.”
Realizing that Gwen’s lack of objections had mostly to do with the oversized penis gag strapped deep within her sensuous mouth,
Stan smiled at the sight of Gwen’s sexy nude body helplessly displayed for his cruel intentions, “I know, I know, you’re thinking
this might be love at first sight, but sadly this isn’t. This is Hell. In this place, we’ll soon discover all the things that
make you whimper, all the things that make you scream. So Gwen, shall we begin?”