A Dark Night of Lust

Brought to you by, Kyoko Ngo

Part One

It’s a dark cold night and Ai was walking home from her friend's house. The moon is shining and the street lamps are all out from a power outage earlier in the evening. She guessed that the power company hadn't fixed the generator yet. The wind was blowing soothingly across her face. A small smile creeps across her face. Instead of going straight home, she went to the park to enjoy the evening some more. Her town was never really had problems with people and she figured it was safe enough for her to hang around for awhile. She wandered over to a swing and set herself comfortably on one of the many swings. Her feet push herself back and forth slowly as she looked around. She closed her eyes for a moment and without warning a strong hand sweeps over her mouth and nose silencing any noises she tried to make. She tried to struggle to get free but she failed miserably and was knocked out in an instant from the lack of air.

Hours later she found herself lying on a bed covered in rose petals. Everything in the room is black. The curtains were black silk along with the bed sheets and comforter. The canopy curtain that surrounded the bed was a soft black lace. She sat up and found herself in a black evening gown with a slit that goes up her right leg to the upper thigh and it is low cut and goes down to her navel just barely covering her breasts. Her hair had been done up in an elegant way. She was confused, yet flattered. She walked over to a full body lengthen mirror across the room from her and stare at herself. Suddenly she heard a chuckle from behind you. She looked at the man's reflection in the mirror and find herself blushing. He was rather tall, about 5'11, his eyes are an icy cold blue, his hair black short and spiked, and his body was toned perfectly and tan. He is wearing nothing but a pair of red silk pajama pants. She turned before he pulled her against his body with one hand around her waist. He purses his lips against hers and she did the same mindlessly in return. He slipped his tongue into her mouth massaging her own tongue along with his. She let out a soft moan against his lips. He pulled away and gazed at her.

Before she could even do or say anything his free hand slowly caresses her cheek, causing her to blush deeply for his touch sends chills down your spine. Without a word he leans down to her and their lips purse together for a moment before she felt his tongue against hers, yet again. His hand moves lower and she pulled away. "Who are you, and where am I?" she demanded from him. He sweeps her off your feet, bridal style and carries her out onto the balcony. She found yourself looking out upon the Gates Of Hell. Tortured souls are bound below her, being tortured by demons. She looked back at him.

Soon she saw demons and tortured souls alike, looking up at her and they all go down to their knees with their heads down. She stared in wonderment and Lucifer comes up behind her and whispers seductively in your ear, "They bow down to their Queen, Ai..." He then turns her around and picks her up, once again, in his arms by her behind and carries her inside with his face buried between her breasts, kissing her chest.