Inferno: Transmission

By Lyka Bloom

In the sequel to Inferno: Infection, Dennis and his band of would-be saviors make an assault on Lilith's lair. In the aftermath, lives are lost and Lilith reveals a plan to turn the world into a perverse Hell on Earth.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lyka Bloom
• Release date: Jun 16, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311131355

Lyka Bloom

Lyka Bloom writes various forms of fiction, but erotica has become a new passion. She preferstransformations and games of control, and enjoys exploring all the perverse kinks bubbling beneath the surface of sexuality.

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INFERNO: TRANSMISSION

by Lyka Bloom

INFERNO: TRANSMISSION

First Edition. June 16, 2014 at Smashwords.

Copyright © 2014 Lyka Bloom

Written by Lyka Bloom

www.LykaBloom.com

Extraction

Julia could hear them return by the sound of chains rattling, the high-pitched sound of thin metal links jostling against one another. She no longer cried when she heard them, her well of tears had run dry after the first weeks crawled past. She sat on the cold, stone floor, her bare ass red with criss-crossing lashes. The cool of the stone soothed her wounds, her arms folded around her knees. She had learned that her rocking, which had comforted her at first, led to unwanted attention. Sometimes, when Blake and Carly returned from an outing with their owner, for they were surely possessions at this point just as she was a possession of the two corrupted women, they would ignore her. Silence and motionlessness were her best defenses.

The door opened and Julia saw Lilith silhouetted in the doorway, her narrow body flanked on either side by Blake's lean form and the more voluptuous shadow of Carly, huddled by Lilith's left shoulder. In the first days, Lilith would taunt Julia, suggesting that any day now Julia would be taken to the cabinet that had transformed Blake and, she assumed, Carly. There, she would be made into a shadow of herself, a funhouse reflection, pierced and warped into an object of pure carnal desire whose only delight was found in the pain and orgasmic pleasure of her fellow slaves and Lilith.

Lilith unclipped the chains that leashed Blake and Julia to her, ushering them into the room. It was a circular chamber, a round bed in the center of it with deep red velvet sheets scattered across the top, iron hoops affixed to the bedposts and walls where she or the two servants of Lilith would be chained. This time, as had become routine, the step-sisters were let loose in the room, the door closed and bolted behind them until Lilith had further use of them.

Freed, the two women fell into each other's arms, collapsing on the ground, eager to find their ecstasy in one another's flesh. Julia listened to Carly's familiar mewling as Blake's split tongue circled and squeezed her engorged clit. Julia winced at the sound, so married now to the sensation of pain. She breathed shallowly, hiding as best she could in the flickering shadows, made to dance by the flames of torches that hung from the walls in regular intervals. The whole scene was nothing else than a dungeon of perversion, and Julia had been witness to depravities she would never be able to un-see.

A shiver ran through her as she met Blake's eyes, black and almost luminescent in the dim light. Carly's mouth was fixed over her exposed pussy, her head bobbing as her tongue coaxed Blake toward another in a countless succession of orgasms. When she saw Julia watching, she smiled and extended her forked tongue, curling it at the tips as if beckoning Julia closer. The iron manacles on Julia's wrists and ankles, all leading back to the hoop hanging from the wall, bolted into the stone, prevented her from moving more than a half-dozen feet from the wall. Part of her wanted to join them, not because she found delight in their punishments, but because only after she came would she be allowed to eat, and her belly rumbled.

The permanent smile formed by the scars extending from the corners of Blake's mouth broadened as she crawled away from Carly's tongue, leaving her momentarily whining in frustration before she saw the object of Blake's attention and joined her on all fours, stalking toward Julia. They pulled their legs beneath them, one on either side of Julia, their tongues wetting her cheeks. Julia closed her eyes to them, squeezing her lids tight as she prepared for their assault.

Carly's mouth kissed along her neck, her pierced lower lip dragging along her skin, while Blake's bifurcated tongue found her earlobe and moved in opposite directions over the loose skin. Blake had assumed a more dominant role between her two captors, and she held Julia by the chin, pushing her head back against the wall to expose her neck more fully. When Julia's oily blonde hair, unwashed for weeks, fell in a tangle down her back, Carly's hand found it, bunched it together, jerking it down and eliciting a small yelp. The two women giggled together at her distress.

Blake stood, pressing her sex against Julia's face. There was no need for further instruction, and Julia extended her tongue into the ever-wet slit and lapped, thankful at least that she would eat tonight.

Carly pushed two fingers into