A Wedding in Hell

As you can imagine this was not a typical wedding. The ceremony started with bride and groom walking down the aisle packed from both sides of the white carpet his faithful citizens of hell. As they were about to step unto the alter she heard her soon to be husband curse, "Oh fuck, what are they doing here?" She was about to ask why until she looked over in the direction Leviathan was staring in annoyance.

Almost close to the alter was a woman wearing 18th century clothing all in white. Her skin was almost the same color as the dress as well as her fair hair. The only color seen on the woman was a blue so bright it looked like ice. When the woman looked in her direction she was suddenly cold all over. "Who is she?" she asked once they reached the alter.

"That is Lady Justine, she's a Libertine," he said, she was about to ask what a Libertine was till an angel suddenly appeared before them. This beautiful angel didn't look happy to be here, especially when he looked over in her direction. "What's with the sour look on your face, Eros, you should be glad I'm settling down."

"I still think you're making a mistake," said Eros then proceeded to giving their promise of union. As Eros was binding the couple in marriage Merope couldn't help but look over in the Lady's direction. Apparently she wasn't alone, there were five others with her she didn't know were with the Lady's party till she spotted the chains linking to their necks. Four were standing except one and it was the least human looking in the group. She didn't know if the creature was male of female but it was scared, burned, and sewed in some places. The only thing she could tell that was human were the dark brown eyes which were very lovely to look at. As for the four standing around the Lady she only gotten so far as to identify them as male when Leviathan suddenly pulled her into a very passionate kiss but that wasn't the only thing he was doing.

"What are you doing?" she asked as he stripped the dress off her body. He responded before getting her on all fours, "I'm making you my wife." On all fours in front of everyone in hell Leviathan was plunging rather viciously from behind. As she was on the mist of delirium she was able to observe the Lady and her comrades. The four males looked far more like Cenobites with their scars and deformities yet she felt their difference and didn't know why except that the sight of them caressing the Lady in a sexual manner just added the fuel to her arousal.

"Don't look at them," panted her husband from behind.

"Why?"

"They respect no boundaries and looking at them too long means you are interested in them. How long have you been looking at them?"

"Long enough to invite us in for a day," said the Lady, her voice had pleasant French accent. She traced her fingers over her cleavage in a teasing manner. "Your new wife seems to be very interested in us, Leviathan. Shall we have her when you're done?"

"Tomorrow you can, now get out you Libertine!"

"Not till you're finished with your wife," growled the Lady, the four others grunted in agreement, the fifth stayed silent. A minute or two later Merope felt his hot seed burst against her cervix were her own climax followed a second later. The Libertines were good to their word, they left with the Lady saying, 'Till tomorrow darling. We'll have some fun." Once they were gone Merope was suddenly transported from the wedding to their bedchamber. Merope was on the bed while Leviathan was pouring himself a drink, he looked worried.

"What's wrong?"

"I should have told you," he suddenly said, pouring another glass of liquor. "Stupid of me not to warn you about them but I didn't think they'll come."

"Why are you so frightened of them, Lev? I mean they look like us," said Merope, Leviathan laughed.

I know, it's the perfect guise for them to lure victims into a trap and they spare no one, not ever the truly innocent and that's just one of the reasons I loath them," he said taking the second in one gulp, he was about to pour the third when Merope stopped him from pouring.

"Tell me about them, Lev, so I can be prepared before I meet them tomorrow."

Leviathan looked hesitant but, he put the drink down and Leviathan told her the tale of the Lady Justine and the five other Libertines that serve her.