A Marriage Made in Hell

Ashley woke with a start and looked around her darkened bedroom. She was sure she had heard footsteps outside the door. She slid quickly out of bed and donned her fuzzy pink slippers. Opening her bedroom door slowly, she peeked out into the hallway. Nothing.

With a sigh, she shuffled into the kitchen. The clock on the microwave read 5 A.M. She could sleep another hour, but to hell with it. She made herself a cup of instant coffee and sat down at the kitchen table.

Something didn't feel quite right. She felt as if she was being watched. There's no one here, she admonished herself. Stop being so fucking paranoid.

The air felt cold and clammy. The sense of a presence grew stronger. Finally, she stood up and walked into the living room, intending to turn on the television. A tall, naked man stood by her coffee table.

"Who the hell are you?" Ashley gasped. "How did you get in here?"
"You can call me Lou," he responded, his voice friendly and pleasant sounding. He was a good-looking man; about six feet tall with long wavy black hair, green eyes, a beautiful tan and a lean, yet muscular body. Ashley tried to avoid staring, but couldn't help herself. His nudity was arousing.

Despite her best efforts to stop herself, her gaze stopped to rest on his genitalia. He was about eight inches long and a good three inches thick. Unconsciouly, she licked her lips.

"Don't be shy, Ashley," the man smiled. "Come closer."

As if in a trance, she slowly walked towards him until she was standing directly in front of him. She knelt down before him and took his big, hard cock into her mouth.

"Very nice," Lou moaned. "Don't stop, my dear."

Ashley could control herself no longer. She slid his dick all the way into her throat, sucking it hard. The man held her head, gently, as she slid his cock in and out of her throat, hard and fast. She could feel her pussy getting wet as he fucked her mouth with his dick.

And then, it was over, he was shooting thick, salty-sweet cum down her eager throat. She swallowed it greedily, licking him clean.

"Come with me, Ashley. You are the one I've been searching for."
She followed him, not sure why she was so drawn to the handsome stranger, only knowing she couldn't bear the thought of him leaving without her. She took his outstretched hand.

* * * * *

A flash of light momentarily blinded her. When her vision cleared she found that they were no longer in her small apartment. They were now standing in a forest clearing.

"Where are we?" Ashley asked, confusion apparent in her voice.
"This is my home," Lou responded. "Come along, I will show you my house."
She followed him down a weedy path until they came to a small lake. Across the lake, she could see a large mansion. A rowboat appeared on the shore in front of them.

Still feeling dazed and confused, Ashley meekly got into the rowboat with the man and sat quietly as he quickly rowed them to the other side.

Once inside the mansion, Ashley stopped and stared. It was absolutely the most beautiful house she had ever seen. Tapestries covered the walls, statues adorned the hallways. Everything looked old and expensive.

"Wow," she breathed. "This is amazing."
"It can all be yours, my dear. Marry me and you will live and rule with me as my queen."
"Who are you?"
"You will find out soon, my dear. Let me show you my kingdom, first."

They explored his kingdom for hours. Beautiful trees, lakes, rivers and meadows were everywhere. Small houses with well-kept yards were scattered throughout the area. The people she saw as they traveled were friendly and polite.

"Where are we? It's so beautiful. Everyone is so nice, too."
"This is Hell, Ashley. There are so many misconceptions about Hell. But, the truth is, it's really not so bad of a place."
"I don't understand. I'm a Christian. Why would you want me to marry you and rule in Hell?"
"It's a difficult explanation, my dear. I don't think you're quite ready to hear it. Let me show you something, first. Okay?"

Ashley nodded. He snapped his fingers and they were back inside the mansion.

"Follow me."
Ashley followed Lou through a heavy wooden door and found that they were now in a long hallway. The carpeting was blood red and the walls were bare. At the end of the hallway was an elevator with only one button. The arrow on it pointed up.

Lou pushed the button and the door slid open. They stepped inside and she saw that there were only two buttons inside. One labelled "H" and the other labelled "P". Lou pushed the "P" button and the elevator rose quickly. When it came to a stop, the doors opened automatically.

Ashley stepped out into a large waiting room. There were chairs everywhere and long tables with magazines and books on them. On the opposite side of the room was another elevator.

"Where are we?" she asked.
"This is Purgatory. Catholics get very upset if they go directly to Heaven or Hell...they have some odd beliefs. So, this is where they come when they first die. It seems to make them happy."
"Oh."

He walked over to the other elevator and she followed him, staring at the people who were milling around looking bored.
"How long do they stay here?"
"That depends on them. They stay as long as they think they are supposed to be here. Eternity is a very individual thing."

Ashley was still quite confused, but followed him into the elevator. This one also had two buttons inside. One labelled "H" and the other labelled "P". Lou hit the "H" button and the elevator rose very quickly and then came to an abrupt stop. When the doors opened they stepped out into a beautiful green meadow. Daffodils and sunflowers surrounded them. Butterflies fluttered above their heads.

"It's beautiful," Ashley exclaimed. "Where are we?"
"This is heaven. Where is Gabriel?"

A man in a long white robe appeared before them.
"Hey, Lucifer, how's it going?"
"Gabe, good to see you. It's been awhile."
"You know you shouldn't be up here."
"I'm just showing my fiance around. This is Ashley."
"Hi, Ashley. Congratulations are in order, I suppose."
"I don't know," Ashley had never felt more confused in her life. "I'm not really sure why I'm even here."
"You didn't tell her?"
"I figured you could do the honors. You're better at it than I am. Take your time."

Lou disappeared back into the elevator.

"What's going on?" Ashley asked the angel.
"I'm sorry he didn't explain things to you. I'll do my best to answer your questions."
"Am I dead?"
"Of course! He didn't even tell you that??
"He just appeared in my apartment, seduced me, and then brought me here."
"Typical!" the angel sighed. "You died last night. You took an overdose of prescription medications. Do you remember now?"

Ashley paled. "Oh my god. I had forgotten."
"This is why you cannot live in heaven, my dear. Suicide is the only unforgiveable sin. There is no chance for redemption. I'm very sorry."
"Hell doesn't seem so bad. I'm sure it will be okay."
"If you ever need anything, don't be afraid to come ask. I cannot allow you into heaven, but I will do what I can to help you."
"Thank you, Gabriel. I'd better get back now. I guess I will marry him. What is that saying? It's better to rule in Hell than to serve in Heaven?"
Gabriel smiled sadly. "Something like that. Good luck."

Ashley returned to Hell and told Lou that she would, in fact, marry him. There was much celebration and all of Hell turned out to watch the ceremony where Ashley Jean Jameson became the wife of Lucifer. For many months all was well and Ashley had never felt so happy and loved in her miserable life.

Then, one night after dinner, Ashley was bored. She decided to go exploring. There were still parts of the mansion she had never been in. She opened a large door and found herself in the long hallway, looking at the elevator.

"What the fuck are you doing in here?" Lou's voice came from behind her, full of anger. "You aren't supposed to be in here."
"I'm sorry, honey, I was just bored and..."
"Bullshit! You were trying to escape. I'll teach you to try to leave me!"

Lucifer punched her, hard, right in the nose.
Ashley screamed. "No, please. I didn't mean it. I'm sorry!"
It was as if he hadn't heard her. He beat her bloody and raw and then dragged her out into the street. He called out in a strange and alien tongue and horrible, winged demons came flying from all directions. They looked like a cross between a bat and a bear, but not at all cute. They had fangs and long, sharp talons.

The demons fell upon her and raped her, brutally. Biting and tearing and rupturing her in every orifice. By the time it was over, she couldn't even cry anymore. She just lay in the street, bloody and battered.

Lucifer picked her up and carried her to their bed. "I'm sorry, my love, but you must never ever try that again. You cannot leave me. You are mine."

The honeymoon was over. Ashley tread on eggshells around her husband, careful not to anger him. She stayed away from the long hallway and dreamed of a way to escape. He was still an attentive lover, but she feared the day when he would explode again. She knew it was only a matter of time.

A year went by and Ashley had started to relax. That day of terror seemed to be nothing more than a bad dream. She knew her husband would be gone for at least three hours today. He had some new souls coming in and he was always there to greet them. She tentatively slipped into the long hallway. She had almost made it to the elevator when she heard a menacing growl.

Slowly, she turned around. A demon was sitting in the middle of the hallway, staring at her hungrily.

"You're not supposed to be in here, Your Highness," the creature hissed.
"Please, don't tell him. I'm sorry. I'll just go back to my room. Please." Ashley was terrified. She hated the sound of her voice as she begged.
"Please, please."

"It will cost you," the demon grinned, a horrible, evil grin.
"Anything. Just please don't tell him."

The demon fell upon her and raped her. It's large, misshapen penis tearing her sensitive vaginal walls. It's talons piercing her breasts, causing her to cry out in pain. Mercifully, it was over quickly. She stumbled out of the hallway and ran back to her bedroom.

Lying in bed, trying not to cry, Ashley waited, fearfully, for her husband. Would he know? Would the demon tell him anyway? She dozed off.

"You whore!" She woke to Lou spreading her legs apart, forcefully. "Who did you fuck, you bitch?"
"What? No one, honest!" she screamed, the pain in her leg muscles was almost unbearable.
"Bullshit! I can see that you've been fucked. Do you think I'm stupid?"

He began to beat her about the head and face. Thankfully, she passed out.

When she awoke again, it was dark. Her entire body hurt. She cried softly. She knew that there was no hope for her. She had to escape. No matter what. Lou snored softly in bed beside her. She quietly arose and slipped from the room. There was no one around.

She hurried to the door to the hallway. Every muscle and joint hurt, but she ignored it. When she got to the hallway, she ran. She hit the button and entered the elevator. Quickly, her heart racing, she punched the "P" button and the doors slid closed. When the elevators opened again, she sprinted across the waiting room and pounded the "up" button on the other elevator.

When she stumbled out of the elevator into Heaven, she called out for Gabriel.
He appeared instantly.

"My child! What happened?"
"Please, please. You have to help me. I can't take it anymore. He's so cruel." She broke down into sobs.
"Shhh, it's ok. Of course I will help you. Unfortunately, I still can't allow you into Heaven. Purgatory isn't safe, he'd only find you and drag you back. There really is only one option. We don't usually offer it to Christians..."
"Anything...please. Anything," Ashley begged.
"Would you like another chance? A new life? A chance to start over?"
"Oh yes. How do I do it?"
"It's simple. It's called Reincarnation. Usually, we only offer it to Hindus and Pagans. Christians are normally adverse to the idea."
"I've heard of it. How does it work?"
"Easy. I simply send you into a new body. You will not consciously remember anything from this life. He will not be able to find you."
"Yes, I want to do it. Thank you," Ashley smiled, gratefully.

She was surrounded by a bright light and then all went dark.

* * * * *

"Congratulations, Mrs. Schneider, it's a beautiful baby girl!"
"What will you name her, honey? It's up to you," Mr. Schneider smiled, proudly.
"Ashley. Ashley Jean."