Lmao I'm still doing the girls out of order
Pandemonica sat typing away at her computer, the Helltop-X24, she sighed in exasperation, taking a sip of shitty coffee as the computer once again lagged out, buffering to failure. Of course not even the computers made in Hell would function in Hell...it being Hell and all. She turned her attention towards the printer in the corner of her office, which was piled high with papers in of itself. Ever since Lucifer, the de-facto ruler of this region of Hell, disappeared her workload tripled and fell onto Pandemonica to deal with as this region's bookkeeper.
Sighing once more in exhaustion the overworked secretary leaned back in her chair, letting her arms hang at her sides as the multiple printers continued to buzz out papers by the dozen. She looked to the empty coffee cups littering the floor, all were sub-par. She reached up to her forehead with one hand to massage her blooming migraine. Should this quality of coffee continue, the supply of work increase, and the inability to gain some peace-and-fuckin' quiet around here kept going, she was gonna lose it.
Bzzzt chrkchrkchrkktktktkt..! One of the printers buffered, smoke rising from its motors as they coughed and died, the stream of paper ending with it...only for the stream to double on the others, picking up the failed printer's workload. Pandemonica began to huff, she began to puff, she hyperventilated as she tore open a drawer in her desk and snatched a knife from within. Pouncing on the buzzing printers, the blade tearing through the cheap plastic chassis, wrecking the machinery within, ink splattered over her uniform but in her rage she could barely summon the energy to care. All of her went towards destroying these damned printers, she ripped and tore, hacked and slashed, until nothing left but smoking ruins remained.
Covered in ink, her skin scratched and torn in some places by sharp plastic, and panting like she ran a mile. Pandemonica trudged to the door of her office, aching for some more coffee even if it does taste like shit.
As her hand touched the doorknob though, a sound that could be easily identified as an explosion rocked the walls and floor, the windows rattled and in many places throughout the building they shattered. As the gunshots began it was clear to everyone that there was an intruder, skeleton servants rushed to attack, only to be cut down by all mannerisms of instruments of death. One had his head crushed underfoot, another blown apart by a shotgun blast, a third didn't notice a grenade in time, a fourth was reduced to ashes. Pandemonica watched from her cracked doorway as the DoomSlayer made his way towards her office through a sea of skeleton bodies.
Pandemonica didn't close the door, it wouldn't stop him for even a minute. She stood there stunned as she stared into the face of death for all demonkind. The same that had killed countless others, whether they be servants, Hell Priests, Titans, or even the mighty Demon Lords, at least a few dozen from each group had met a gruesome fate by his hand. Pandemonica's own sadism barely compared to his.
Pandemonica could only stare, paralyzed in fear as the DoomSlayer shoved open her door and stood over her like a great behemoth. As she was sure that she was about to be pulverized though, Pandemonica heard a noise like a hatch clicking open. Her mouth hung agape as she looked up to see a foot-long throbbing cock, rapidly hardening to full length and girth. The DoomSlayer gripped her shoulders with both hands, walking over to her desk, using her body to clear off any personal or work effects she had on it before flipping her over, making her bend over to present her ass to him.
Pandemonica was still in shock, but as his tip poked and prodded at her vagina she managed to squeak out one intelligible sentence.
"Beats doing paperwork…" Was all the poor demonic secretary had to say before the DoomSlayer plunged right on in, a hilting first thrust. His crotch touched her labia. Pandemonica screamed in both pain and pleasure, she hadn't been a virgin before, but it sure felt like something tore inside of her. His massive throbbing cap pressed against her womb's far wall. Making a slight bulge in her belly. Pandemonica groaned and wiggled her hips a bit, silently begging him to pull out and quit teasing her. The veins on his shaft so defined that she could feel them grinding against her walls.
Without warning, the DoomSlayer abruptly pulled out despite Pandemonica's vagina holding like a vice, he immediately shoved right back in, and again, and again, and again, bludgeoning her womb to nothing but paste, holding her entire body down by just the back of her torso, reducing her once booksmart secretary brain to that of a brainless fuckpet. With trembling hands and guided by the DoomSlayer's Pandemonica tore the rest of her in-stained uniform off, exposing her pale skin to him in all its glory. She felt his gauntleted hands wrap around her neck, tiny in comparison. As she felt his grip tighten she almost laughed at how many demons have felt something similar, except instead of having her life snuffed out in less than a second she was instead picked up with a mighty force, and used as nothing more than a fleshlight. Her arms hung limp and useless as she was pumped up and down on what felt like a goddamn concrete pipe impaling her fucking body. She could barely summon the breath to moan. With every second that passed more and more of her oxygen was fleeting, with a choking sob Pandemonica came, she came so, so amazingly hard around the cock that belonged to the man that will kill her. She allowed her tormentor to win, thoroughly humiliating her before ending her worthless, pitiful existence. Her juices leaked down his shaft as her abdominal muscles tightened madly around it. Pandemonica couldn't help but belt out a choking sob of a moan. Her tongue hanging out slobbering onto her cleavage, broadcasting her true pathetic self.
As she felt the ground rush up to meet her body and the smack her face made with the puddle of cum below her. Pandemonica thought that this was the end, truly. The DoomSlayer had made his point, humiliating her and reminding her how worthless she is before death...but that never came. No, instead she felt a heat envelop her naked body, and strong hands drag her by the ankles through a blue portal.
Just before Pandemonica's head left the underworld she managed to squeak out one last thing.
"Beats doing paperwork…"