Lisa learned countless millennia ago that, as one of Ereshkigal’s willing pleasure slaves, any night spent in the blood soaked
depths of the Mesopotamian Underworld’s dungeon torture chambers is destined to end badly. Of course, the nights where
Ereshkigal takes a personal interest are always the worst. Still, Lisa felt more than a twinge of erotic excitement
at the thought that the death goddess herself had shown a diabolical personal interest in Lisa’s torturous demise.
Bad to worse, bring it on...