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Date Posted: 10:08:47 03/26/02 Tue
Author: Marz, Tia, Jeremy
Subject: Demonic temptations
In reply to: Barry 's message, "Holy--- wah wah wah" on 04:11:29 03/26/02 Tue

Marz stared at a distant wall while fiddling with the whip. He was remembering how it felt to be strapped to a long table, unable to move while tiny drops of acid burned holes in his skin. Tegol's torturer had finally managed to make him moan from the pain after nearly an hour of hideous abuse. That one little moan had pleased the bastard torturer, bringing a satisfied smile to his face. He renewed his attack then, slowly breaking each of the fingers on Marz's left hand before using a straight razor to make painful cuts in his skin.

"Damn! I guess we found out where they kept the sinners, huh?"

Rowan's big mouth pulled Marz from his awful memories. Grateful for the distraction, he grinned at the elf then resumed his solemn expression when he saw Tristan shoot him a questioning look. He made a mental note to stop looking at Rowan so much, but suddenly the damn elf was standing between him and Tristan!

Marz watched Rowan wrap his arm around Tristan while picking up the branding tool with his free hand. "Put this baby right across lover boy's forehead so you won't have to worry about anyone touching him ever again," the elf said. Marz followed his hand down to Tristan's waist before he locked eyes with Rowan. The hunger he saw in them sent an erotic shiver though him. Those gorgeous blue orbs hypnotized him, filling him with the desire to close the gap between them and crush his mouth to Rowan's full lips.

"Get away from us!" Tristan growled, pushing the elf away from him.

Marz turned, fixing his gaze on the torture devices on the table again while willing his aroused body to calm down. He shrugged when Tristan asked why Rowan was pestering him so much lately. That was a damn good question! What the hell was the elf up to? Still stirred by desire, he slipped an arm around Tristan's waist, his hand sliding over the curve of his ass as he moved to kiss his lover the way he had wanted to kiss Rowan. The moment was interrupted by the loud mouth elf, who insisted they all join him in gazing at a tapestry.

Burying his desire once again, Marz followed Tristan to where the others had gathered. He squinted to get a better look at the picture on the tapestry while Rowan explained that there was a man missing from it. Before Marz could comment, high pitched, ominous laughter drew his attention to the tunnel leading out of the room.

He glanced at Tristan when he felt his fingers clamp around his arm, nodding at his suggestion to let Tia check for traps. After Barry arrived to tell them he saw a weird demonic critter in the passageway, Marz withdrew his sword and called out to Tia. "You and I will take the lead. The rest of the group will stay a little behind us. That way, if we encounter another pit, only the two of us fall in."

Marz turned to face Tristan. "No arguments. Stay behind me. If anything bad happens, you can rush to my rescue." His gaze shifted to Rowan and Jeremy standing off in the distance. He sucked in a breath then quickly turned away when he saw the elf's hand stroke the youth through the material of his clothes. "Let's go!" he snapped.

With Tia beside him eyeing the tunnel for traps, Marz led the group forward. Soon they entered a large room that resembled a chapel. A number of sensual murals were painted on the northern wall. One showed a scene of a demonic ritual. A devil appeared to be overseeing the sacrifice of a maiden being thrown into a fire pit by two barbed demons while hooded zombies looked on from a distance. The murals ended at another passageway leading out from the room.

Towards the east end of the chamber stood a marble altar with the skeletal remains of a human body lying upon it. Six finely carved mahogany pews sat before the altar and a number of small, dark alcoves were cut into the west wall. The sound of trickling water drew everyone's attention to a fountain positioned in a far corner of the room near one of the alcoves. A thin stream of red liquid spewed up from the fountain and a demonic symbol could be seen carved into its base.

"I'll check out the altar," Tia said. "Sometimes there are secret compartments built into them." Although the petite elf felt compelled to drink from the fountain she forced down the desire and moved across the room. Visions of orgies and violent rapes occurring in the room came to her mind, making her shake her head in disgust. "I don't like this room," she muttered, glancing at the tempting red liquid in the fountain again before willing her legs to keep moving in the direction of the altar.

*******


While walking down the tunnel, Jeremy tried his best to explain sex to Saras. "The human body is easily aroused by things like touch or dirty pictures." He thought about Rowan's hand slipping below his belt and sighed. The otherworldly youth went on to explain in vivid detail how most men and women copulated. "Even I don’t understand how they accomplish some of the positions depicted on the tapestries in this place."

Feelings of intense lust descended upon Jeremy when they entered the chapel-like room. The red water in the fountain beckoned to him, promising to increase his sexual prowess with just one sip. He latched onto the genie's arm and squeezed. "There are some way heavy sexual vibes coming from this room," he said, meeting Saras' eyes. Suddenly, he wondered what it would feel like to kiss a genie. Slowly, he leaned in, but pulled back just before their lips met. "Sorry. I don't know what came over me."

His eyes fell upon the fountain again, making him aware of how exceedingly thirsty he was. He took a step toward it then turned and ran back out into tunnel when he imagined himself involve in an orgy with his companions. Panting heavily, he pulled a can of Pepsi from his pack, gulping some of the liquid down. He felt better now that he was out of that crazy room that had filled him with strange temptations.

Jeremy sat down in the tunnel and watched his friends, who were still inside the room. He wondered if they were experiencing the same erotic urges he had felt. Maybe certain things affected him more because he was the youngest member of the group. He continued to peer at his companions while sipping the Pepsi. When it came time to move on, he would simply make a mad run for that tunnel that led out of the chapel-like room.

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