Escape From Hades

By Aaron Pery

In a time when Biblical ethics are enforced by the devil, William and Janet die when his jealous wife finds them in bed and kills them. To their surprise, they pay for their infidelity harshly by being sent to Hades for all eternity.
Unable to accept their harsh sentences, they finally escape when they find a chink in Hades security. They return back to Los Angeles to start a new life again.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Aaron Pery
• Release date: Jan 17, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458045737

Aaron Pery

As most authors might claim, I was always been a natural storyteller and voracious book reader. Somehow, I also knew that some day I would sit down and write a book, which I did quite recently.When I finally sat in front of my computer monitor to do just that, the words literally came pouring out. Before very long, I had written many books in various genres.At first, my prolific writing was mainly for the pleasure and self-entertainment involved, until I discocered Smashwords and ebooks, and here I am, a published author with a long list of books to my credit. And many more to come.

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Escape From Hades

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Escape From Hades

Chapter 1

Damn it to hell. William Yancy's soul said to his ex-lover Janet Gambro's soul as they nestled together on one of the highest and coolest ledges they could find that served as the Underworld's residents' few respite locations between torture sessions. I would've never imagined that all of the stories about this place truly existing were actually true.

Well, my old love, it does and we've both been dammed to a real hell for what we did to that little mouse of a wife of yours, who I would've never imagined could have the balls to blow our heads off while in our throws of sexual ecstasy.

And neither did I, but evidently we were both wrong about the little bitch so here we are, dead physically while our minds and souls had been sentenced to spend eternity in this inescapable fire pit to be baked in its ovens for hours and then cool off in fire baths.

That's what I wanted to talk to you, Billy, about the fact that it's not altogether an inescapable place.

What in the world are you talking about, Jan? This is hell, you know, where the only way out is guarded by the three-headed monster dog.

Whose reward for catching desperate souls who try to escape is to devour them.

Which is probably a worst fate than being baked and boiled in fire.

So I understand. But he does an Achilles' heel that few know about, and that's an insatiable sex drive that he seldom manages to satisfy.

Why? He apparently has the run of the place and I'm sure he can find at least one female inmate who's as horney as he is who'd be thankful for his favors.

Janet burst into giggles. Well, the problem for Cerberus is that he not only has three heads but three cocks as well, which is why most women won't have anything to do with him for fear that he'd tear them apart. Besides, we're all bodiless apparitions who, even if any of us would've consented to fuck him, just don't have the equipment for it.

Okay, so how does Cerberus get his jollies?

With some of the many lesser demons around here. Particularly Malika, who'd been punished to spend ten years among us for an infraction while serving the boss.

You mean Lucifer himself?

Yeah. For not cleaning his house properly. Anyway, we got a bit friendly a couple of rest periods ago and Malika told be about how great it is to fuck a dog with three cocks. It seems that she sneaks out every rest period to meet him and they have themselves a great time together.

Interesting story, but what's it got to do with us?

A lot, Billy, because, whenever they screw Cerberus's attention is distracted from watching the gate and preventing any of us from escaping from hell.

Jesus, Jan, are you saying that we can escape from this hellhole?

That's right.

But what if he sees and catches us anyway?

Then we'll spend eternity in his stomach which, if you think about it, couldn't be that much worse than being fried and parboiled 24/7 for eternity as the penalty for indulging ourselves in innocent sexual pleasures.

William burst into laughter. A great injustice, which'll correct by utilizing Cerberus's own sexual excesses. Yeah, I'd dearly love to get out of here, but where will we go and do since all we are now is two bodiless apparitions?

I'd thought about that already and came to the conclusion that as ethereal entities we possess the ability to each take over a functional young body and start living all over again.

Hmm. Not a bad idea at all, returning to the world of the living as two young kids to start life all over again. How will we do it, though?

I hadn't thought about that, but being a physician I'm sure I'll be able to figure out how to do it.

Physician? Come on, Jan, don't take me wrong but all you were was a gynecologist rather than a brain surgeon and probably know very little of the intricacies of how a brain is connected to the human body.

You mean to say that there's quite a difference between the pussy and the head? Yes, I'll grant you that but I'm sure that my medical knowledge will be sufficient to help me in getting us connected to whatever new bodies we choose as donors. Anyway, are you with me on the escape?

Of course I am, Jan. When?

During our next respite. We should follow Malika, and once she and Cerberus start to hump each other we'll just sneak by them.

Should be easy to do, I guess. But what about the Charon?

The River Styx ferryman? His job is to bring them in, not care who's going out, especially spirits who don't need his services.

You're right, of course. Where will we go once we're out of here?

I'd like it to be to Los Angeles.

Me too, but is there a way for us to get there at a time that was a little less hectic and crazy as ours was?

You mean late seventies? Yeah, that'll be nice. And I'm sure that all it'll take for us to do is wish ourselves to get there in 1970 and we will.

That'll be great.

One question, though, which I'd never asked you about before but talking about LA at that time period.

Oh, like what?

Why did you marry that nasty bitch.

Because in 1970 I'd just graduated from UCLA, poor as a church mouse as the saying goes, with very little prospect of a well-paid career. And then Harriet showed up in a party I went to, and literally raped me in the hosts' bed thirty minutes later which, being twenty years old didn't matter to me that she was flat-chested and hirsute. To make a long story short, when we got together the next day for another fucking session, she told me about being the only heir to an aging real estate magnate who was about to crap out. Her point was, and she told me openly, that her dad would be quite pleased with and generous to the man who married his daughter. Especially if she bore him a grandchild. Which I did, and ended up a very rich man, but we didn't give him a grandchild after all.

I see. And the reason she couldn't have children was that there was something very wrong with her uterus. So why did you live with her for thirty-five years without a drop happiness until we'd met and fell in love?

Because I was so involved in running the business that I didn't even realize how lousy my home life was. I did ask her for a divorce after we'd met, which she refused and that's what started her thinking about there being another woman. And you know the result of that.

Don't I ever? And now we better get back to our assigned flesh and blood bodies in the pit.

And start the frigging torment all over again. Yeah, we better go before the bell rings.

When the next rest period was announced, Janet and William watched Malika sneak toward the gate where Cerberus was posted, which opened just wide enough to let her out of hell. They followed her and were gratified to see Cerberus mounting her just as soon as she crossed to the other side, and since he was capable of sniffing their presence, they had to wait until he reached his first orgasm before sneaking through unnoticed.

Where and when should we will ourselves to be transported to? William asked once they skimmed unseen over the river.

How about the Santa Monica Pier on July fourth 1970, at eight o'clock at night?

Why exactly there and then?

Because the pier will be swarming with a huge crowd of young revelers, so we'll have a great choice in body donors.

Donors? I don't really like thinking about our replacements as such.

Don't be an ass, Billy. Or would you rather go back to purgatory?

No, of course not. How about meeting by the steps to the beach?

Excellent idea. So let's concentrate on the place and time in our minds and wish to be there.

Yeah, and I love the travel arrangements.

Oh, shut up and concentrate.

Chapter 2

Neither had any idea how long it took them to reach the pier, nor how they were able to accomplish such a feat, but both grinned at each other when they found themselves in the exact place they had wished to be, which was full of people wandering back and forth all along the pier.

Gosh, Jan, I can't believe we'd managed to escape. William said as they floated just above the heads of the throng.

Me neither, especially since everything we'd talked about until just now had been academic.

I was kind of concerned a bit about being able to actually doing it, and now here we are, unseen and unnoticed by anyone.

That's because we're disembodied spirits, or whatever we want to call ourselves. Okay, now we need to work on phase two--finding each of us a suitable young body, so let's float slowly west and try to locate one that we like.

"Of course.

At the end of two hours, despite their efforts to find a suitable donor, they met back at the beach stairs looking quite frustrated. Did you find anyone? Janet asked.

I'm afraid I hadn't. How about you?

Unfortunately, the same results as yours.

Could it be, Jan, that your outlook on what we're planning on doing is the same as mine?

Which is?

That if we're going to take over someone's body the only way to do so is to eliminate his or her mind. Which, though it won't be apparent to anyone, it's still murder to my way of thinking.

I'm afraid that the more suitable young women I saw, the more I started to think just as you do because no matter how we ended up in hell, we're still highly moral people who can't accept eliminating someone's mind callously.

I'm glad you feel this way, Jan. So is there a solution to our dilemma other than forever floating above the physical world as two blobs of energy who can't experience anything other than observing it and ending up being bitter?

Janet seemed deep in thought for a moment before bursting out Actually, yes. The idea just hit me is that the only option open to saving ourselves from oblivion is to be reborn.

That's kind of crazy. What exactly do you mean?

Precisely what I just said. The way to do it will be to enter the body of a sexually active woman's uterus during her fertile cycle, just after intercourse. It must be someone who's trying to conceive so there'd be no contraceptive used by the participants.

Like I said before, it's a crazy idea but I guess it makes sense. So you want to invade a fertilized human egg, undergo the process of pregnancy, and then be born to that person? Sounds awful but I guess that's our only survival option.

That's right, which means that not only don't we have to kill a living person's mind, but that as the fertilized egg develops our minds will be completely integrated into the baby's body.

Won't it be a horrible joke on the poor parents to bear a child that isn't really theirs?

Not really because each of us once born, will bear the likeness of our new parents and their DNA. Oh, of course we won't be their true offsprings, but in today's world when so many women serve as surrogate mothers, I doubt it if anyone would care about whose mind their child will bear.

I see. But the idea of repeating my childhood sounds kind of terrible.

Was your early life that tough?

Horrible. We were dirt poor and both my parents were drunken abusers—physically and mentally. Luckily, being quite smart, I received a full scholarship to UCLA and you know the rest.

So to prevent your old youthful tribulations, we'll just have to find you surrogate parents who aren't just affluent, but are nice people as well.

I'd like that very much. But what should we choose for you?

I don't much care as long as I have a way to be reborn and live a new life.

With me, I hope.

I feel the same way, so we'll just have to be very selective about whom we use. So, with that in mind, we must choose the right neighborhood and family we want to be born into.

How about searching in the Malibu Colony, right on the beach? You got to be pretty wealthy to live there, where I'm sure we can find a nice couple who'll be more permissible with their children than most because they're all such fucking liberals.

Janet burst into laughter. Boy, are you ever mercenary. But I do agree with you that it could present us with an ideal environment to grow up in again. Okay, then let's go and find us two women in heat in or around the Malibu Colony.

That'll be great, Jan, because I used to be quite jealous of the young kids who came from normal, well to do families.

Okay, then let's start our search now since we may run into a difficulty finding the right women in their proper cycle, and it might take us a while to find them. It could also happen that we'll have to separate for a while until the other finds the proper woman.

Then we better teleport ourselves to Malibu right now.

Any specific point in the area where we should send ourselves to?

There's a gas station right across the street from the shopping center, which is at the southern edge of the Colony. Can you picture it in your mind?

Sure.

William looked at Janet when they found themselves in their intended location, and smiled. Okay, let's float over to the intersection where the Colony starts, and start our search. You take the ocean side and I'll search across the street, and if I find a suitable candidate I'll let you know so you can come over and check the woman out medically.

Good idea. Shouldn't take us too long.

Let's hope so.

William nearly reached the end of the street when Janet contacted him. Find anything?

Very disappointing. Most are either too old or too young, and one in her sixth month of pregnancy. How about you?

That's why I contacted you. Three of them, because I guess the view of the ocean and the beautiful beach makes for a very romantic setting that attracts younger couples. But I'm sure that the last one I discovered is the perfect woman for our purpose. Meet me in front of the huge pink house at the lower lane right by the beach.

I'm practically across the street from you so I'll be there in just a second. William approached Janet when he saw her dim shape. It's a horrible looking edifice, you know.

It is at that but, then, the woman who lives here likes to make outrageous kind of statements.

Who is she?

I'm sure you know about her from the old days. Edna Wells, known to all her adoring male fans as Edie the Perfect Fuck.

Of course—the blond Valkyrie sex kitten. Wasn't she just about a has been by this time?

That's right. Made a lot of money in some highly provocative movies, but she's still raking it in producing highly pornographic movies and videos.

So what makes her a suitable candidate for our purpose?

She's been struggling in the last couple of years to do a comeback in semi-legitimate movies, but no one dares take a chance with her anymore even though she's still beautiful and sexy at age thirty-eight. So Edie figured that having a baby might change producers' minds about her since it would make her seem like a normal person rather than a whore.

Sounds like a good strategy to me. Is she married?

Yes, she picked up a suitable looking guy and married him last month with great publicity and fanfare. It was a sham because Donald Harris, a well known movie director, is as gay as they come but few people know he is. Anyway, when Edie reached the height of her fertile cycle two days ago she thought the best way to ensure conception would be to sleep with two men she considered highly virile. So she did with one last night and the other earlier this evening.

How do you know all that about her?

Because, my dear, a person who can move across time and space as I surely can, should've no problem entering someone's mind and read it like an open book.

I should've figured it on my own. So, did she conceive?

She did once already, and is about to conceive a second time, which solves our problem in one fell swoop.

You mean we should both take up residence in her womb? But that's going to be weird, Jan, us becoming twins even if it'll be fraternal ones.

You're right because it would've prevented us from having any future physical relationship, but that's not so in this case because our Edie is one of those women who drops a couple of eggs every time she ovulates. So if we each enter a different egg there would be barely any physical relationship between us since we'll be two people who were incubated together rather than true siblings.

William chuckled. That's stretching it quite a bit, you know. And pretty sneaky as well, but I guess it'll keep us bonded together even stronger. Okay, I'll go for it.

So should we go into the house and enter our incubator?

Before we do that, there's a problem we have that we hadn't discussed. How can we make sure that we each develop into our own gender?

"I expected you'd bring it up and I've been racking my mind looking for a