May 2nd 2016 Sacrilege Stair, 7:00 P.M EDT

The Sacrilege Stair was, as one might expect, an uncomfortable experience. Not because of fear or worry, but because it smelled like soft boiled ass and the constant buzzing wail of the souls of the damned was giving me a fucking headache. I was seconds away from begging to know if we were there yet, and I was the one at the front.

Lilith, meanwhile, had spent most of our walk trying to sleaze on Raven, making comments about her assets and her candy smell and just generally being kind of a perv. I'd have stepped in if Raven seemed upset, but having heard my desire to subdue the slutty vampire, my demoness considered it her duty to get me what I wanted.

Which didn't mean she was flirting or anything. Raven didn't really DO over flirtation, she was even reserved when we fucked, at least to start. Still, my girl wasn't part succubus for nothing, she knew just the right way to drive people wild. Averting her eyes, coloring her cheeks slightly, allowing just the right amount of touching to seem like she was softening up to the idea.

Raven's fanatical attachment to me as her savior was as convenient as it was sexy. Oddly, I think it helped when I saved Greta. If it got me brownie points with my big titty goth, I might have to throw more random orphans a shit a bone when it was convenient. I wouldn't go out of my way, but doing a good deed as foreplay to get some good succu-pussy wasn't the end of the world.

As amusing as it was watching the vampiress trying to pry my demoness's thick thighs apart, after an hour or two of walking, I decided to finally ask the question that had been on my mind since we talked to the gargoyle. "So." I said, falling in step with Lilith. "How do you know which circle my dad is in, anyway?"

She snickered at that. "I did some digging into your family after our encounter. Just casual interest. Maxwell Lord was one of the richest men in the world and was noted for his schemes. An ambitious and avaricious person, where else might he go?"

When she put it like that it really was obvious. I wondered if greed was hereditary. My dad was a descendant of Crassus just like I was. Speaking of Crassus…I was a bit worried about him now that I'd heard what the System really was. He only seemed aware when I woke him, but I couldn't shake the feeling there was more going on there than I'd been told.

Now wasn't the time for that particular rabbit hole though. I could use my karmic vision to try to puzzle out what he was upto later. For now I needed to focus. "So, once we reach Murmur, is there a place we could stay for the night? Also what kind of currency do they use in hell? It's not souls is it?"

That got a snort from the vampire queen. "No. Souls are the main workforce of the pit. Trading them is considered a bad investment. Souls work the mines, they man the shops, they make all the products. No demon ever has enough souls. Currency is made from pit metals, which can be melted down and made into weapons or other items of power."

I raised an eyebrow at that. "Pit metals?"

"Hate Iron, Sin Silver, and Blood Gold." She said with a nod. "They're rare and powerful reagents, and are one of Hell's major exports. The souls mine them, process them, and prepare them for distribution."

"So…hell is a work prison?" I said in disbelief. "How is Murmur a thing then? Why would there be a city down here for prisoners?"

She rolled her eyes. "Because souls aren't the only ones down here. Demons are too. Weapons, conveniences, these things are all valued by the demonic residents. Some souls even manage to wrangle themselves into positions of power supplying demons with things they need. Regardless, Murmur is the largest city in Hell outside the ninth circle, even if you father isn't there, can find some clues."

"We're getting close right?" I could tell from the state of the karmic tie between us.

"We are." She pointed down the steps to a large circular platform of basalt, with the steps connected on either side. In the platform was a massive design of complicated linked bones, some kind of spell circle probably.

Once we reached it, Lilith cut her finger on a fang and dripped blood on one of the bones. It began to glow red, the power spreading through the whole design, and then the red glow all gathered in one spot and exploded upward, creating a door of warping red energy.

"A few things to note before we enter." She said somberly. "I'd put a collar and a leash on our pretty piece of candy before entering. As a half human she's bound to attract some intrigued gazes. You're not human, and you're about as strong as an infernal duke, so they'll leave her alone if she's clearly marked, but letting her walk around free is a bad idea."

Raven, rather than complain, shoved a hand down her low cut dress and withdrew a collar and leash. I raised an eyebrow at her, and she smiled slightly. "I'm aware of the workings of the pit Nicky. I've told you before. I belong to you, body and soul."

Lilith grimaced. "That's so unfair. You gush over dragon boy and leave me out in the cold. You didn't seem so against it earlier. Can't you give mama a taste?"

My brilliant demoness simply offered a minute smile. "As I said. Body and soul. If you wish to sample either, you should begin negotiations. I believe Nicky has several things he wants from you, should you be willing to pay the price for me. You could use me for any pleasure you might imagine, should you gain my master's permission."

"You don't say." Lilith said flatly. "You'd better watch that pillowy ass, candy whore. I might just take a taste without asking."

"And I might pry your fangs out and hammer them into your eyeballs if you put your hands on my fucking woman." I said sweetly. "So unless you want to starve to death in perpetual darkness I'd curb my tongue when speaking to Raven."

She pouted. "I was only teasing. You're so touchy. We should head in though. Put your leash on candy, that portal won't last forever." The sulkiness was playful, and I could tell she wasn't actually afraid of me, but she definitely didn't want to fall out.

Which made sense. I was peak B rank, and I was reasonably sure I could take her head on, but even if her millennia of life and her tricks could help even the odds, the karmic debt she owed me weighed on her still. If she started some shit, I'd consider that reneging on her debt and I could leverage it to hamstring her in the fight.

Smiling in amusement at her antics, I offered a lightly blushing Raven my elbow. "Milady." I said with a grin. "Shall we?" She'd clipped on the collar when I was arguing with Lilith and was already wearing the leash.

Giving a sharp nod, she wrapped her leash around my arm before hooking it with her own, and I escorted her through the portal with Lilith trailing behind. As we stepped in, a roaring curtain of heat rolled over us. It felt like walking through a magma waterfall. My whole body was being boiled and seared for about a quarter of a second, but once I emerged on the other side I was perfectly fine.

Despite knowing it was hotter here, the suffocating heat actually felt like a pleasant breeze after the previous flash fry. I took a long, deep breath, trying to clear out my lungs, and inhaled the scent of sex and blood and sulfur deeply enough to start coughing.

Lilith gave an angelic smile as she exhaled her own deep breath. "It's so nice to be back. Gauche decorations or not, I just couldn't get used to the air up on earth once I returned. So…clean and pure."

Raven grimaced as she took in the cityscape of black basalt buildings. Everywhere we looked someone was doing something interesting. A butcher was selling demon steaks at a stand on the roadside, with a sign promising a discount on shoplifter meat. A succubus on the corner was gagging on some demon dick as he face fucked her against the wall of a building, and shop selling hate iron knives had a sale going for the next twenty four hours.

In short, it was basically Sodom and Gommorah without the restraint. I thought it was pretty cool. Above us, crimson clouds billowed, shot through with bursts of bright red lightning, each boom of thunder shaking loose a fine sifting of ash to rain down on us.

Lilith grinned at me. "It's spectacular isn't it? We'll need some hate iron coins to pay for a room."

"So what, are we supposed to busk for cash?" I asked snarkily. "Because I didn't bring a guitar and I've never been great on pots and pans."

"Hardly." She said, giving me a tooth grin. Then her hand snapped to her waist, locking around the small red wrist of a hunched looking demon with twisted horns. The demon squealed and tried to struggle, but she ignored him, lifting him up in front of her. "Coins." She said through bared teeth."

The little demon didn't even blink, his spare hand diving into his tunic to rummage around and coming out with a small black bag. "Mercy, great one!" He wailed, hurling the bag at Lilith, who plucked it from the air. She just snorted and tossed him aside like trash.

Opening the bag, she pawed through it before nodding. "Not exactly a trove. But it should work for a single night." She gave me a smoky look. "We'll need to share a bed though."

I grinned at her. "You want a bed you'd better earn it. Move that undead ass sweet cheeks, we can start discussing your food arrangements when we get to the room." She winked, turning and sashaying ahead of us.

Raven leaned in to murmur in my ear. "You don't actually trust her, do you?"

"I don't trust anyone but my own people." I said solemnly. Then I grinned at her. "So if we want to trust her I'd better make that ass mine. I just need to write my name on it." As a B ranker she'd be tough to subdue, though less so since I was just as strong. The easiest way was to tempt her with some delicious goth blood.

Rolling her eyes, Raven followed as I trailed after Lilith, who led us to a small run down basalt building that was obviously the hellish equivalent of a cheap motel. We acquired a bit more money on the way (six pickpockets tried to rob our various party members in the ten minute walk) but we still picked a single room with one bed.

Once we got inside Lilith flopped down on the bed, looking up at me with bedroom eyes. "So. You said I'd need to pay to have some of that sexy candy. What's it going to be then?" She didn't seem put out to have to put out, which I respected.

I reached down to undo my belt and fished my dick out, letting it bob in the air as I grinned down at her. "You want some candy? I've got a lollipop right here. Get to sucking." I had to admit, I was looking forward to seeing what the vampire queen could do with her mouth, and a half hour without her nattering would be nice too. I do so love a win win situation.

May 2nd 2016 Bloodhaunt Brigand, Murmur, Hell, 8:00 P.M EDT (extreme sex warnings)

Lilith naturally didn't freak out like a shy teenager. She gave me a hot once over, enjoying the sight. Deciding I didn't feel like waiting I stepped up to her, put my hand on her head, and shoved her down to her knees. Seeing her lick her lips and look up at me hungrily was one of the sexiest things I'd ever seen.

"You want your taste, you better get sucking." I smacked her in the face with my cock and she shuddered in enjoyment. Her tongue snaked out as her hand came up to wrap around the base of my shaft, the other one cupping my balls.

"So, you're saying." She said between long slurping sucks. "That if I want my candy I have to swallow this fat cock." I reached down and grabbed her hair, shoving my dick down her throat without an ounce of delicacy. I could feel through Eros and Psyche that she wanted it, and that hot little bitch even gagged for me, despite being a vampire who didn't breathe.

"Touch your cunt." I hissed. "Play with it with I use this smart mouth of yours." Her hand slipped down into her pants and I heard how fucking soaked she was. "Raven get over here." I snapped, looking at me demoness, who was watching with heaving breaths. She scrambled over to us. "Show her your pussy."

She did, without even questioning, yanking her bottoms aside to bare her soaking twat for the vampire. Lilith moaned, pulling back off me with a gasp. "You smell so good, candy. Let me have a taste of that sweet slutty pussy. I'll get you so ready for the bite."

I slapped her. Her head rocked back in a daze, but her hands didn't clench on my balls. "You eat your dessert after you finish your dinner, bitch." I said coldly. I felt her pussy flood through the connection. I grinned internally but kept a cold mask on the outside. "Lilith liked that I was stronger than her. It had been a while since she had a little rough trade.

She licked her lip slowly, eyes locked on me. "She knows I'd be the best she'd ever have. Why don't you let her decide?"

"Because she's mine." I said pitilessly, grabbing her hair and forcing her back down my cock. "Raven, smear that cunt juice all over her pretty face. Make sure she can smell it" Raven moaned, turned on by this as much as I was, and pulled back a soaked hand, slapping the vampiress again with a pussy covered hand.

She tensed, cunt spasming as she came from the abuse, then yanked back heaving as she moaned through her orgasm. "Fuck yes. Slap mommy baby. I like my candy sour. Make me earn that sweet helf breed snatch."

I rolled my eyes. "Raven, this stupid bitch clearly has no interest in a meal. Slurp the load out of my balls yourself, she can go to bed."

Her eyes widened in fear. "Wait! No I'll do it I swear. Give it!" She dove forward, her whole throat engulfing me, and proceeded to unleash the single most complicated bevy of blowjob tricks I'd ever seen. Mumble, hum, vibrate, slobber. She didn't have the magic touch like some of my other girls, but for sheer mechanical prowess Lilith sucked dick like a world champ.

"Fuck." I groaned. "That's the shit. Raven, she deserves a treat, shover your finger under her nose. Give her a whiff of what she's having for dessert." She did, face still blank in her pre mind break state. I'd have to earn the squealing pig whore she turned into after I broke her in. Gods my demon girl was fun.

Lilith went to town on me for another fifteen minutes. Fondling and sometimes slurping my balls (without pulling off) until I finally decided to be nice and nut down her throat. Of course, I didn't shoot it ALL down her gullet, pulling back to paint her face a bit as she gasped and wheezed. I'd made sure she came another three or four times while she sucked, just to get her ready.

I grabbed Raven roughly, spun her around, tore the bottom of her leotard and bared her fat goth ass. "Good. First course is done. Now for your palate cleanser. Lick her asshole, bitch." I peeled Raven's cheeks apart, exposing her tiny pink rosebud to Lilith.

To her credit, the vampiress didn't hesitate, she dove in and crammed her tongue up goth slut's back door without even pausing to think about it. I grinned as she did, then reached down to slot my sock against Raven's soaking pussy, bending my knees and then straightening them a bit as I drove up to her.

Her eyes went wide and she jerked up onto her toes, shoved onto the tips of her feet by the upward pressure of dick. I grinned at her as she forced her face to smooth out. "You gonna play the emotionless robot like usual baby? Even with one of us at each hole. Lilith, get your fingers up that ass, really dig in." I reached down and grabbed Raven's hips, lifting her so I was holding her at perfect fucking height, feet dangling off the ground.

Then I started to fuck. She grunted as I slammed into her, but her face never changed. "Your penis is quite large." She gritted out. "I assure you I'm very satISfied." Her eyes went wide as a few fingers slid up her ass, spreading her wide so Lilith could tongue her back door. "Please proceed at your own pace until you're satisfied."

I sped up. "Fuck that noise. I'm gonna break you like usual. How long can you hold out being double teamed like this. Come on slut, show me that whore face."

She gave a tiny subconscious shake of her head as she muffled a moan. "I'm showing all the-ugh- enjoyment- fuck- I need to."

I grinned, we had guests tonight and I didn't have time to this nicely. "She's a big bad demoness Lilith, don't be so gentle." Her eyes flew open to their limits, jaw dropping as I strummed her desires, triggering the nastiest, harshest, most debilitating orgasm possible as Lilith dove in like a starving wolf, going to town on her pink little asshole.

"FUCK!" Squealed my normally taciturn goth. "You undead whore! You like that ass? You're gonna eat me any way I feel like. Shit, master, this hungry bitch is slobbering for it, licking out my back door like fucking ice cream."

"There's my half demon bitch." I crowed. "You're so fucking hot like this."

"It's your fault." She wailed. "You make me this thirsty bitch. FUCK!" She came again and her cunt clamped down on me, magical as usual and I nutted a second time, letting her hungry demon pussy milk my balls until I was done and then yanking her free to toss her on the bed.

"Eat it." I said, slapping Lilith again. To get her attention. I gestured at Raven laid out bow legged on the bed of our room. "Clean out her cunt and then you can bite her thigh. But I'm gonna take that pussy when you bed over, so you'd better not risk it if-"

She didn't even let me finish, diving onto the bed, face down between Ravens thighs and ass up in the air. My goth, who was recovering, squealed, and I could see the slight red tinge to her eyes as her hips bucked. "Fuck!" She yipped. "This fucking tongue, master, this vampire whore was born to eat pussy."

I didn't bother to spare her pants, I grabbed the leathers and tore them in half down the middle, shoving my cock to the base into Liliths vampire pussy. I was curious how vampire cunt would feel, and honestly, it was different than I was expecting.

Most pussy I'd had was hot with a few unique variations, but Liliths was…well, not cold. Sort of like sticking my dick in menthol. It burned kind of but in a good way, and I was positive a lesser man wouldn't have been able to take it.

Raven yelped. "Oh shit! Do that again master. She really got in there." So I did, gripping her hips and putting a knee on the bed to get the leverage to really go to town on that bitch. As I did, I reached in with Eros and Psych and did my thing. Every thrust was an orgasm, and not just one, she came as I entered, came as I bottomed, and even came as my balls slapped against her.

My hips blurred as I smashed her fucking brain with pleasure, her pussy turning into a writhing tunnel of perfect slippers heaven as she basically went into fits from all the orgasms. For a normal woman this would be enough to make her mine, especially with me at her own level of power, but not Lilith.

I reached down and shoved a thump up her asshole, pressing down on her g-spot from the other side in a move that I probably wouldn't have risked with a living human woman, and added another stream of orgasms to my onslaught.

Raven was basically having a seizure on the bed, her legs shot straight up as she hump into the nearly vibrating face of the vampire, and only when I felt her about to fucking blue screen through Eros and Psych did I finally give Lilith permission. "Bite her!" I hissed. "Taste that fucking candy, bitch, and you can both belong to me."

Lilith reared back, squealing like a pig, then struck like a cobra, latching onto Raven's pillowy thigh. My demoness screamed, but not in pain, in ecstasy, as she came, her back arching as best it could as her squirting pussy hosed down the face of the feeding vampire. I reached down and grabbed all three of our karmic threads, then shoved myself in balls deep and CAME as I twisted them up.

The vampires pussy exploded, gushing all over the bed underneath me as I emptied my nuts inside her, and I felt her brain just…shatter, as the massive stack of orgasms, the pleasure I was sharing through the threads, and the bliss of an amazing feed blurred together, and her brain latched onto the last thing I'd said.

The brand blazed up into existence, the room flooding with orange light as the B-ranked undead slut was forever branded my property. When the tri orgasm finally ended Lilith went limp, having passed out from overload, and I had to pry her tongue out of Raven, who was nearly comatose on the bed, having got all of that from even more angles given her empathy.

"Did you get her?" She croaked hoarsely. "Because…if not, we'll have to wait until tomorrow to try again. I can't feel my…anything."

The red had faded from her eyes, and it made me even more sure that the almost spit personality of pre and post mind break Raven was her demonic nature. I'd already known that, but it still kind of wowed me that she trusted me to bring that out of her. I checked my points with relish, three hundred million.

"I got her." I said with a laugh, climbing up to drop down on the bed next to her. I glanced down to see Lilith still twitching, and pushed her off the bed with my foot. At Raven's glare I shrugged. "What?" I asked innocently. "She was shaking the bed. I'd like to be able to sleep. Though we're going to need these sheets changed tomorrow."

She rolled her eyes, snuggling up against me, and I smiled. I could tell she was perfectly content here, even in hell. She was with me, and that was all she needed. I mentally trigger the Brand, giving the vampiress the usual orders forbidding her from hurting or allowing me or my girls to be hurt. Taking a deep breath, and regretting it since the room reeked of pussy and sweat, I closed my eyes and let myself drift off to sleep. I had to admit, so far this was a hell of a trip.

May 3rd 2016 Bloodhaunt Brigand, Murmur, Hell, 10:00 A.M EDT

I woke up refreshed and pretty mellow. My head was resting on a pair of fat grey tits with gorgeous lilac nipples, and my hands were gripping a fantastic pair of ass cheeks. On the other side of Raven, I could see a pale, curvy form curled up, and was glad to see Lilith had been a good girl over the course of the night.

Sitting up, I stretched leisurely, yawning as I looked at my girls. I'd usually have gone much longer, but B ranked pussy was next level. I'd had to really pound it home to finish off the vampire well enough to brand her.

Raven murmured, rolling over, and I smiled down at her. I was hard actually, which was no surprise, and I really wanted to pop my dick in that pouty mouth and start my day off right, but my busty goth had worked hard last night, so I just forced the erection down with my bodily control and got up to go take a shower.

I washed up quick, then headed back out to the room from the attached bathroom, only to find Lilith sitting in a chair, staring at me. I waved cheerfully. "Hey Lil, fun night last night huh." She glared, not responding, and I rolled my eyes. "Oh, ok, I guess just pout then." She stood up, turning and shoving her expansive rump out at me. I gave it a thorough once over, taking in the beautiful sight. "You want it in the ass? This early? I mean, I can do that, but I'll have to gag you so we don't wake Rae."

"You MARKED me." She hissed. Finally unable to remain silent. "Then gave me orders. Which I have to FOLLOW for some reason."

I'd honestly expected her to know about the Systems, she'd been around for ages, but she HAD died fairly early in history, and the world wasn't really big on communication back in the 13th century or whatever. I just shrugged. "Nothing personal. But I don't trust you."

"I was HELPING." She spat angrily. "You didn't need to do…" She waved at the fat vampire cheek with the orange snake symbol on it. "This."

"Maybe not." I admitted. "But maybe I did. I'm not leaving a dangerous vampire queen on the loose with a grudge against me and a suck crush on my girl. But if it helps, now that you're one of mine I bet Rae wouldn't mind being your juice box more often. Plus I have plenty of other girls who are just as sexy and nearly as powerful." Well, they would be eventually.

Her eyes flared red. "I'm not some…blood whore. You can't just throw tasty sluts at me to appease me."

"That would be a lot more convincing if I couldn't smell you getting wet when you remember how Raven tasted." I looked over at my goth. "Rae, sweetheart. You feeling up to letting Lil have a little breakfast in bed?"

She sighed, opening her eyes and rolling over to look at us both. "I could be persuaded." She said calmly. "I quite enjoyed the feeling of her bite. Of course, that depends on how she acts going forward." She gave Lilith a stoic look. "I am only my masters beloved servant. Should you sample me it would be as his devoted supplicant." She spread her thighs, exposing herself.

Liliths breath sped up. "I guess…you've already bound me." She said, her eyes locked on the exposed cunt and thighs of my demoness. "A smart person knows to bend to circumstance." Her eyes snapped to me. "But if you think you can use that binding to make me some kind of human shield, you can fuck off."

"I'm not the type to misuse my people." I said with an eyeroll. "I'll probably mostly let you do your own thing, and when you DO accomplish tasks for me, you'll get yourself a sexy little snack. Maybe you can try my wife when my dad is back on earth. She's a sweet little thing, and almost as strong as Raven."

Or she would be when I was done with her. I stood up, getting dressed from my pouch and walking over to the vampire. Knowing she enjoyed the rough stuff I grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling her up for a kiss and using Eros and Psyche to make her pussy thrum as I did it.

Pulling away, I swatted her thick ass and sent her off to the bed. "Now, go eat your breakfast, and slurp that pussy as a thank you. I'm heading down to look around in the common room of the Inn."

The last thing I heard as I left them alone was a pleasurable hum of contentment from Raven as an enthusiastic slurping began. Taking my mind off the sexy infernal fuck and suck behind me, I forced myself to focus on the task at hand. Specifically, asking around about my dad and checking karmic ties to see if anyone here had a connection to him.

When I reached the ground floor, I was surprised to find the place looked shockingly normal. I hadn't paid much attention when we showed up here, given the slutty goth sandwich in which I was about to be the meat, but it really looked like a normal bar or tavern.

Dark red wooden floors polished to a mirror's sheen, tables of the same wood. The bar appeared to be one solid piece of onyx sitting on top of a similarly wooded base. The onyx was carved with a bunch of infernal looking symbols, and the blue skinned girl behind it was wearing a white one piece tunic thing with no arms that dropped into a loincloth and showed lots of sideboob, shoulder and thigh.

Her curved horns were pierced with gold rings that connected to thin chains leading down to the ugly looking black iron collar around her throat, and her golden eyes scanned the room like she was expecting trouble.

Using my karmic vision, I scanned the room. There were a few people here, and one or two had karmic ties to me. Sadly, I realized that didn't necessarily mean that they had ties to my dad, they might just be people I was going to speak to or get to know in the future. The bartender seemed to be one of them at least, so I approached with a charming smile and tapped the bar.

"I'll take a draconic brandy if you have it." I said with a wink. "If not just give me something with some kick."

She smiled alluringly at me, fluttering her lashes. "Does the young master have enough coins for such a drink? This one feels the need to warn you that our higher end vintages can cost upwards of five Sin Silver coins."

I raised an eyebrow. "First time a bartender has talked me OUT of ordering an expensive drink. Shouldn't you be pushing the good stuff?"

Her blue cheeks flushed. "Young master must be joking. This one couldn't bear to harm such a handsome and powerful man." Oddly, she seemed to actually mean that, our karmic ties were mainly positive, but it seemed weird for her to just randomly try to curry favor.

Until I realized that her golden eyes had been glowing as she scanned the room, where they were simply metallic yellow now. Ah, some kind of power scouting ability probably. She was probably trying to suck up to me so I'd free her from whoever owned this place.

I wasn't against the idea, and a quick appraisal showed me that she was a D ranker, which wasn't too bad. "That's sweet, Vivian." I said, watching her eyes widen as I used her name without asking it. "You're a good girl. Maybe I'd like to see more of you, though I'm afraid I'm here on business. If I can finish it soon enough I might have some spare time though."

She obviously got the hint. "This one would love to help the young master with his task. Perhaps you might share what you wish to know?"

"I'm looking for a human soul. Looks kind of like me." I gestured to myself. "If you haven't seen him, any clue to where in the city I might most easily find one of those would be helpful." My karmic vision could pick out my dad's thread if we got close. Theoretically it could also do it now, but straight line directions weren't exactly useful in a city this big.

She bit her lip, looking down. "Young master might check the slave markets. Human souls are rarely traded, but if one finds an extraordinary specimen, the price for a singular soul might surpass its explicit value to oneself." She blushed harder. "I saw a few such souls during my time in the markets."

That explained the collar. I nodded. "Fair enough. But I don't feel like hunting around for the place. Can you bring me there?"

"Another one?" Came the amused voice of Raven from behind me. I grinned, turning to see my demoness with the vampire trailing behind her, sucking her fingers like a kid who just got finished eating a bag of doritos. "I think if you keep bringing home new girls even Amy will get jealous."

"You clearly don't know my wife." I snickered. "She pretends to be annoyed sometimes, but in reality she's hoping I'll make us our own kingdom on earth. I'm half expecting her to start dosing all the women who live in the house with fertility treatments."

Raven nodded, having met and read Amy and knowing that my crazy little princess was exactly as machiavellian as I'd said. She was also, sadly, mostly heroic in inclination, much like Raven and Barbie. I should really start bringing Jade around with me as a traveling companion, my slutty kitty milf was much more amenable to my way of doing things.

"Anyway." I said loudly. "This is Vivian, she can take us to the human slave markets, which is where she thinks we can find any traces of a human soul that's been traded. Apparently really exceptional ones do get sold."

I saw Raven's jaw tighten and winced. "Look, Rae. I get that you probably aren't thrilled about the whole enslaved souls thing, but…I mean, what do we do about it? They're dead, this is the afterlife their own religion inflicted on them. Rezzing my dad is going to be a pain in the ass, but still doable. I can't bring back…however many people are down here."

Her shoulders slumped as she sighed sadly. "I know. I understand that we can't just save all the souls down here. This mission isn't exactly safe, but between the three of us we should be pretty much able to handle things. If we make an enemy out of all of hell though, we're basically signing our own death warrants."

Despite her explanation being accurate, I could tell it pained her to say it. Raven really was a hero, and the though of abandoning so many people, even shitty ones, was painful to her.

I personally gave no fucks. If they were in hell they were probably dicks anyway. "Anyway Vivian, I'll free you from this place on the stipulation you lead us to the markets, deal?" I didn't have time to romance some blue demon slut. I had a blue slut at home I still needed to break in, so I'd probably just spring her. D rank wasn't that many points anyway.

"I…yes?" She said uncertainly, golden eyes wide with anticipation. I shrugged and leaned over the counter. She seemed to want to flinch away as I reached for her neck, but held back as I grabbed her collar and tore it apart like wet tissue paper.

"Alright." I said as I dropped the smoking dark iron on the ground and stepped back. "That should about do it. Now lets get out of here before whoever owns this place shows up. I'm not too worried they'll be strong, but it just seems like a time suck." I just wanted to find my dad and get the fuck out of here. This whole plane smelled like ass.

May 3rd 2016 Murmur Markets, Murmur, Hell, 11:00 A.M EDT

The Murmur Markets (apparently even in hell literally putting the word slave on your front door was a bad look) was…weird. I'd expected the place to be full of cages, or possibly have a stage where dirty and unkempt souls and demons were led up to be bid on. At the very least, I figured there would be starving and horribly beaten people.

To my surprise though, the place was weirdly fancy. All the souls and demons had been cleaned, dressed, and posed. Most of them sitting at fancy tables eating lavish meals or sipping tea in artistic clothing. The whole thing looked more like the victorian section of a wax museum than a slave market.

Obviously I could tell the people didn't want to be there. It was all a show. The dark karmic lines connecting the figures to the gazebo in the back were a clear sign that whoever ran this place wasn't anyone decent. Even I was a little nauseated by something like this. If I found my dad in one of these fucking living dioramas I was going to start tearing off feet and shoving them up dickholes.

Raven didn't look any happier, clearly able to sense the pain and misery of the figures on display. Of course, Lilith didn't seem to mind at all, ooing and aaahing at the carious attractions like a long legged goth tourist. I didn't hold it against her honestly, she was a monster, it would be like getting pissed at a shark for scenting blood.

Vivian, in the meantime, was wilting noticeably, her golden eyes darting around nervously. I put a hand on her hip, pulling her against me, and she relaxed a bit. It wasn't the comfort of the gesture itself, but the implication to everyone around that she belonged to me and wasn't to be fucked with.

"So, who do we talk to about finding someone?" I was in the karmic spectrum right now, and I didn't see any obvious connections to myself. I'd have had to dig deeper to find traces of dad, and honestly I had no desire to do a deep dive into the karmic threads of a bunch of literal slaves in actual hell. One hundred percent chance I wouldn't be finding much positive sifting through those connections.

I couldn't exactly read emotions in real time, but different threads had different natures, and connections varied based on the person. I picked up way more from a detailed exploration of someone's weave than I would be comfortable getting here.

Vivian flinched, looking around, and once she'd confirmed we weren't being watched she swallowed hard and murmured. "Lady Blaze. She's the one who's in charge of this place. Even down here, people are afraid of her." Which meant probably B rank. The princes were A rank, but thankfully there weren't many and they seemed to mostly be at some meeting, and we could handle a B ranker.

Still, probably best not to make assumptions. Even if we crushed her, enough ants could possibly kill an elephant. Who knew how many B rankers there were down here, and even C rankers with weird powers that could make them a threat. I went through Raven's exercises, trying to muffle some of the rage I was feeling.

I felt a hand slip into mine, and turned to see Raven giving me a reassuring smile. She could feel my anger and distress and she wanted me to know I wasn't dealing with it alone. I squeezed back, oddly touched by the behavior, but refocused on the task at hand. "So, Viv, where do I find this Lady Blaze?"

Of course, I was pretty sure I knew that, the gazebo was most likely, but I didn't want to tip too much of my hand, and asking a question I knew the answer to didn't take much effort. Sure enough, Vivian silently pointed through the displays to a calm looking gazebo on a hill of eerily green grass.

This market was indoors, and they'd enchanted the ceiling to look like a normal earth sky. Some form of air purifier was cleaning the sulfur smell out, and the scent of pleasant flowers drifted on the air. Not that I found any of that strange, if I lived in this literal shit pit I'd have come up with a way to avoid the smell too.

Following her finger, I pretended to be enlightened and announced loudly (not like, shouting, that's amateur shit, just with a carrying voice). "Ah, of course. Thanks for the help. I'll head down to speak to her right away."

I'd stolen a bunch of cash from the bar before we left (I was already taking their bartender, it would be stupid not to rob them) so I had enough money to throw around. It wouldn't be impressive to someone like Lady Blaze probably, but it should get me in the door with my girls, and between the three of us we should be able to lock her down without drawing attention if she didn't cooperate.

Arriving at the gazebo, I saw a pair of red skinned women standing at the entrance. They were both young looking, around my age probably, with curled back rams horns and tiny vestigial wings. They wore black loincloths and their bare tits were pierced, long chains or hate iron linked between the nipples and up through a ring in the collar, trailing back into the gazebo and taught enough to be easily yanked.

Their long claws were either plated or painted with metal, and they hissed menacingly as I approached. "I'm here to talk to Lady Blaze." The girls were D ranked, and apparently they were cambions, human hybrids with an unusual amount of strength for their age. Naturally I wasn't worried, but their lives sucked enough based on my first impression, I'd prefer not to have to kill them. Better to kick it up the chain of command and see what happens.

The hissing demonesses glared at me with golden eyes similar to Vivian's, but eventually one of them stepped into the gazebo. Strangely, I didn't see anyone inside, and when she entered she vanished into a ripple of disturbed space. It looked like the gazebo itself was just a facade.

After a minute or two she emerged, her face blank and lifeless. There was a bit of blood dripping from her lip, and I felt Raven's grip on my hand tighten in rage as she stared at the casually abused devilkin. "Her ladyship will see you." Her eyes fixed on Lilith as she spoke, though they flicked to Raven once as well.

Lady Blaze most likely know who at least one, if not both of my girls were. If she thought she could enslave either of them for her little tea party, she was gravely mistaken, but if it got us in the door that was fine.

We stepped past them, through the blur of space, we entered a dark but spacious room. Lit by firelight and filled with the wafting scent of some kind of floral incense that seemed to be an aphrodisiac, the room gave off a sexual and degenerate feeling, like some seriously dirty things had been done in here, and not just a few of them.

Of course, I was literally the opposite of horny after walking through that shit show, so both the vibe and the busty, nearly naked demoness sprawled on the fur rug in front of the fire failed to get my motor running. Sure enough, I appraised her, and Lady Blaze was a B ranker, however, I also learned a few other interesting things.

"Welcome." She purred. Her voice was like a chocolate overdose, delicious and sweet but in a way that made you feel slow and sick. "I couldn't believe it when my girls told me the Queen of the Vampires was visiting. I apologize for them stopping you at my door, such an august personage should have been ushered into my presence immediately."

Despite her overtly sexual simpering, Lilith surprisingly didn't seem even remotely enticed. She just stared down at the demoness coldly. I decided to cut in. "No need. We're just here with some questions. We're looking for a departed human soul."

She giggled lustily. "Aren't we all. Perhaps since the Queen has no interest in my humble self, this handsome young master might make use of my unworthy body." She fell back dramatically, hand coming to her forehead as her huge red tits bounced under her barely there clothes.

"I'm good." I said firmly. I'd drained my balls fine last night, and besides, I wasn't stupid enough to stick my dick in a literal pit whore. At least one this powerful. I wanted to check her karmic ties for something about my dad, but unfortunately it would take me HOURS. "The soul we're searching for is named Maxwell Lord. Has he come through here?"

I tried triggering my karmic vision, ignoring my worries about what I'd see and the woman was a literal sea of negative karma of them were connected to me, but unfortunately there were a ton of those, literally seeing and giving a shit about the people outside had been enough. I wished I had some sort of fucking search function for this ability. I'd try and make something like that later. Some kind of jewelers loop maybe?

Lady Blaze gave me a charming smile, or it would have been charming if she didn't have rows of razor sharp sharklike teeth. "I must confess I'm at a loss. Why don't you wait here and I can send some people to search for him? I'm sure I can…entertain you."

"Well." I said with a sarcastic smirk. "Watching you try to bait us into letting you pen us in is pretty entertaining. Or did you think I wouldn't notice we were currently being surrounded." Karmic vision for the win, the threads shifting had tipped me off to her guards encircling us.

Her smile dropped, her face becoming cold. "You could have done this the easy way. I'm taking them both in either case. You're a handsome man, I'd have let you enjoy my body for a while before I took them. Or did you really think I needed to stall you?"

"You DO need to stall us." I said in exasperation. "You're trying to stall us right now. At this very moment, so your shitty incense can drug us. Which isn't going to work by the way." Well, not on me anyway.

My body had originally been altered by the blood of Apophis, and my entire nature had been built on that. It had taken a while to get where I was, but the original features of the blood were still in effect. Poison wasn't something I worried about.

The girls either had their own countermeasures or I'd make something to treat them after, either way a quick appraisal showed that it was B ranked poison, so it was within my means to handle. Based on my observations the logs in the fireplace were some kind of demonic paralytic.

"What? I…" She stuttered, eyes darting around in terror. She'd clearly expected this to take us down, or at least soften us up. Then her eyes narrowed. "Fine." She hissed, rising to a crouch that showed me she was definitely not wearing underwear. "I have an army at my command. My brother is my equal as well, let's see if you can-"

"Nope." I said flatly. She stopped, flabbergasted at being derailed as she spun herself up to attack. "You're going to send them all away, and then help us find my dad."

"Oh really?" She said with a sneer. "And why on earth would I do that?"

"Pretty simple." I said with a bright smile. "Because considering how many people are hounding Raven's ass about her dad, I can't even imagine how many of them would come after you if they found out your father was the wizard Shazaam. I assume he's made some enemies down here." Her eyes widened in shock, and I grinned internally. I loved my Greed System sometimes, possible ominous origins or not. Nothing gave you leverage like a good appraisal.

May 3rd 2016 Murmur Markets, Murmur, Hell, 12:00 P.M EDT

The look on Lady Blaze's face when I made my threat told me I hit the nail on the head. There had been a non zero chance that people down here knew about it and she didn't care, but this whole place screamed image obsessed. The careful posing, the gazebo, hell even her little bear rug honey trap.

Lady Blaze was absolutely nuts about being taken seriously by everyone, and I knew something about type A girls like that. No way she wanted people to know her daddy was a big shot heroic magic user.

Shazaam, who had been mentioned in her appraisal, was somewhat known in magic circles, I'd read about him a few times during research time at Zeer's library, and I knew the basics. He was the source of Captain Marvel's powers, and was considered a wise and benevolent wizard, definitely not the kind of person someone like Blaze would tell anyone about being related to.

I wondered if she'd try to wriggle her way out or convince me I was wrong, but to her credit, she just gritted her razor sharp teeth and snarled at me. "What do you want?"

"We covered this." I said dryly. "Tell me where my dad is, and while you're at it have your minions fuck off. I don't feel like mass murder today, and demon gets stuck in my teeth." I let my eyes blaze a draconic gold as I grinned at her, my canines hybrid sharp.

Her face paled, which looked weird on bright red skin, and she flinched away. Apparently she hadn't known what I was previously. My karmic vision didn't require me to go all dragon eye, otherwise people would freak out when I used it in public. I don't know if she guessed I was a dragon, but she clearly realized she had kind of fucked up.

"Y-you can't kill everyone in the city!" She hissed. "Even if you have Trigon's little whore and Lilith with you, there are too many demons. You'd better not push me. I'm a favorite of Lord Mammon, if you hurt me he'll definitely come after you."

I whistled. "Quantity and then quality. You went both ways with the threats huh. Anything else to throw in? Maybe your daddy would be upset if I killed you too?" I paused tauntingly. "No, wait, you're a scumbag who owns a slave market, your dad would probably buy me a porsche."

Despite having emotions, I didn't have many scruples. Fuck with my people and I'll whoop your ass, don't steal from me, those were basically my only two rules. That said, for some reason, this whole place sickened me. It might be empathy for what they were going through, it might just annoyance at the concept of someone other than me having intelligent possession. I could even acknowledge the Brand had a similar effect, but still, Lady Blaze irritated me.

I think when it came down to it, my issue was that I only took what I claimed. I had to conquer a person before I owned them, I didn't just snatch people up off the street en masse and sell them off for pennies. That didn't take cleverness, or guile, or hell, even strength, she just…bought them.

Shaking off my personal distaste for her business, I waited for her to figure out how fucked she was. She glanced around like she was going to try to run, but when she noticed my girls had spread out to block her path she snorted. "Fine. What was the name of the soul you were looking for again?"

Rolling over, she got on her hands and knees, wiggling her fat demonic ass as she crawled to a nearby bookshelf. She looked over her shoulder, shooting me a teasing wink, but I just rolled my eyes, getting a pout from the demoness before she returned to the shelf, pulling out a large but thin leatherbound folio.

"Maxwell Lord." I said with a huff. Hell or not, I didn't like that she hadn't heard of my dad. It seemed insulting. "He looks pretty much just like me."

She shrugged, tits jiggling. "I don't see most of the products, if I had to oversee all the transactions I'd be a pretty pathetic business woman." She flipped through the folio before finally finding a sheet of paper. Pulling it out, she compared it to me. "This should be the one. Soul number three six four nine two. " She read over it before her face paled again.

I reached up to grab the chord that was linking us. She'd had my dad here, which meant she'd personally participated in actions against my family. A fistful of chord and a slight yank and I was able to start leveraging the debt against her slightly, which was a BAD thing for her given all the terrible shit she'd done.

Her muscles locked up in simultaneous full body cramps as she fell over, twitching in agony. I was barely even pulling, or it would be so much worse. "I don't hear an answer, asshole. Where. Is. My. Dad?

"Palace." She rasped in pain and fear. "Lord Mammon's palace. He was acquired by the Lord's senechal."

I blinked. "Oh. Well, that's not great but it's not too bad. Mammon is in the ninth circle at that whatever prince meeting isn't he? We just need to bust in and break the old man out, then we can dip without having to deal with Mammon."

Lady Blaze hesitated for a second, before finally shaking her head no. "Didn't go. Lord Mammon never attends those. Murmur requires his constant attention."

I sighed. "Of course he doesn't. Because when is anything ever as easy as I'm expecting. Fine then. Didn't you say you knew your way around here? You probably give up that fat red ass to Mammon twice a week to keep your little market unbothered. You can help us get in to find my dad."

"What?" She blanched. "No, please. He'll kill me!"

"Bitch I'LL kill you." I said incredulously. "At least if you help us out you have a chance to run from him. You're not walking out of this room alive if you say no."

I had zero compunctions threatening a demon, and I would absolutely tear her horns off and shove them into her eye sockets if she pushed me. She seemed to pick up on that, because she quilted, retreating back in on herself.

Her lip quivered like she was about to cry, but when she saw none of us giving a fuck she sighed and pouted. "Fine. But I'm not going into the palace. I know a back entrance I can take you to. I'm not sure how to get rid of the minions outside though. I made it known Trigon's spawn was here. If I just scatter them they'll run off and tell everyone."

I actually appreciated her mentioning that, because it would have been a pain in the ass. I frowned, then grinned. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out a small bronze bird. I'd made the construct when preparing for this little adventure, just in case.

[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Simulacrum Songbird- E rank deception device. A useful and practical tool, the songbird sacrifices longevity and flexibility for efficiency. Inject a small amount of the targets blood willingly into the bird and it creates a temporary double. Despite lasting only a short time, the double can fool all but the most discerning eyes.]

This little trinket had been an experiment of mine. Adding negative aspects to items to sandbag their rating. Because it lasted an incredibly short time and required willing blood donation, its other effects were commensurately larger. Plus it was single use, all of this put together meant it should be able to fool anyone up to probably low B rank.

"Rae, come over here." She did, and when I asked her to hold out her hand she didn't hesitate. I wound a crank on the back of the bird and the bronze automaton began to move and stretch. Under the bronze feathers I saw gears as it moved, as well as an empty glass vial.

Pointing the construct at Raven, it cawed and pecked at her, drawing a small amount of blood that was siphoned in through the beak. A quick flash of darklight healed the damage to her finger effortlessly. Then I tossed the bird out.

It flew a foot or two and then spread its wings, giving a high pitched chime as it flashed with light. The bird's form shifted into another. Raven. The duplicate was absolutely perfect. I withdrew another and made a copy of lilith. I'd only had two hundred and fifty thousand or so to play with, and E ranked items were expensive.

"I can't make one for me." I said with a shrug. "But those two are the ones they want anyway. Do you have a passage I can send them to? We can let your people run off after them and head right to the palace. They'll keep them busy while we do our thing and we'll be gone before it's an issue."

She scowled. "I have two exit passages. My 'secret' passage, which is pretty consistently under watch since I leaked its existence, and my actual escape passage, which no one else knows about." At my raised eyebrow she shrugged. "No demon sits in a fortified base without an escape route, since everyone expects that one exists, I made two and leaked the first."

I gave an approving nod. That was tricky. I liked it. I was going to set one of those up in my house after I upgraded it. At three hundred million I had more than enough for a C rank castle, upgrading a few of the girls, and it still wouldn't even take out a third of my funds. After all, I still had to save up for my eventual jump to A rank.

Walking over to the wall, she pulled a book on a bookshelf, and the shelf slid aside to reveal a secret passage. It was a long stone tunnel that sank into the earth. She gestured and the bird constructs rushed in. Closing that up, she turned back to us. "Give it a minute. One of the watchers will tip the crowd and they'll give chase."

We waited, and after a minute there was a shout from outside, a series of echoing yells went up, and then I heard the sound of tromping feet as they rushed off. "Not exactly geniuses are they?" I asked the demoness. They didn't even check if you were still in here."

She shrugged. "They're minions. Besides, They've been trained not to interrupt or question me. If I didn't show up for a few days eventually they MIGHT come see if I was dead, but probably not even then. Demons are vicious bastards, so sometimes I wait in the gazebo without saying anything for a week or two to see if any of them will disturb me, and then have the one who does executed."

"Makes sense." I said with a shrug. "That way if you're ever in here injured they'll be too scared to try to trespass and discover you in a weakened state."

She winked at me, her hips swaying as she walked over to the fireplace. "Smart AND cute. Shame you're not interested." I wasn't. No chance I could subdue her anytime soon. She was a demon, and didn't have the weakness of fiending for big titty half demon blood crack that I could exploit.

Pressing the square adornment at the corner, I watched as the back of the fireplace rose, revealing yet another passage. Lady Blaze grinned, gesturing us forward. "Well." She said with a grin. "After you. I want to enjoy the view. You all seem like you might actually be interesting. If I'm going to betray a prince of hell I might as well have fun doing it."

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