A single, red rock lifted off the ground and bobbed twice—the all clear signal. My concubines awaited me naked, soapy water dripping from their bodies. I felt love in their touches. Worse, he made Pacts with Lucifer to give him all the powers he needed to become Superman. On what may have been our second day—time was a nebulous concept in Hell—we spotted a cloud of dust on the horizon. The Alukah soared down towards them, flying on wings made from her red hair. Things were malleable here. Hikaru purred into my kiss and Chisato shuddered and mewled, her pussy squeezing down on my fingers. Everything in Hell had changed the last week. So if she exorcised his powers, how was he flying? I’m Ursula, and that’s my wife Marybeth.”
The black-hair girl nodded. Lana screamed. In the distance, a great city made of some coppery metal like bronze or brass. Those of us that remained could feel the void of their absence, seizing great power for ourselves.
