The box came into the hands of those who desired it and it's offers of pleasures beyond the human mind's capabilities. Bella wondered still why it had chosen her, when she had no desires for flesh. Pain was something she couldn't feel anymore along the list of other sensations that had faded away over the years of being in Hell. Despite this, disappointing her hell priest was something that still caused her to feel.
"Another round of scotch and puss on the rocks?"
A deep voice asked, its owner a heavy set cenobite bartending for the night. Commander sighed, pushing her drink towards him as he took the glass to refill. "Hun you should've stayed out of it entirely." Sculptress said, taking a sip from her wine glass. The live entertainment could be heard screaming in agony as neither flinched.
"How could I when she is family?"
She murmured, lighting a cigarette to inhale. Sculptress rolled her eyes, snatching the officer's cigarette to take a puff herself. "You belong to Leviathan now and Pinhead, flesh of his flesh, or however that goes." Her sharp claws took her chin to face herself. "You have to let go of your past life...this is the reason why Leviathan takes our memories, or else it gets in the way of Hell. And you, my dear, do not want to stand in it."
Scultptress placed a soft kiss on her forehead, before digging her claws into Commander's flesh as blood trickled down. Yet, Commander could feel nothing. With no reaction, it caused Sculptress to sigh and retract her hand. "I think I need to discover new pleasures down here." She smirked, taking a swig of the drink handed to her.
"I wonder how your lover feels when you can no longer feel the love she gives you, how ungrateful you are to Leviathan himself..."
The Sculptress trailed off within Commander's mind as she tuned her out, the thought of Flagellum crossing her mind. When the large female was awake, Commander would dedicate all the time she had to her for those moments were rare and treasured. But was she willing to risk it for her own blood?
"Get up."
A voice suddenly intruded her thoughts. Commander had nearly forgotten that she was late for the Hell Priest's sermon.
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The hell priest's apprentice. (Completed).
TerrorBella was a former soldier in the Middle East, serving the military until becoming p.o.w and sold to be tortured on the deep web. Her last snuff film before being placed in "retirement" was opening a strange puzzle box, that turned out to be her sal...
