The Devil Made Him Do It

When Wesley wakes up to find himself in hell, he is terrified at the prospect of eternal damnation. But when the devil turns out to be a handsome guy with a knack for bondage, Wes finds himself liking the idea of being tortured forever...[Warning: explicit descriptions of anal sex, bondage, bdsm] [3k words]

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“Look, Wes,” Don said, tossing the lollipop over his shoulder. It landed on the ground and burst into flames, incinerating instantly. “Can I call you Wes?”

Wesley nodded, speechless.

“Wes, let me tell you something. I know you’re going through a lot right now, but here’s the thing. Hell is FUN.”

Wes looked up at him.

“Are you going to torture me?” He was simultaneously terrified and thrilled at the prospect, and he didn’t know which emotion was the irrational one. The man in front of him seemed genuinely friendly, and Wes certainly wouldn’t mind a bit of spanking from his hands, or perhaps some hot wax . . . Wesley blinked hard. What in hell was he thinking about?

“It’s all about what you want,” Don said, leaning back against the wall and letting his fingers play with the flames of fire emanating from the cracks. “I could torture you, sure. I could tie you up and spank you until your ass is red. I could whip you until you scream if that’s what you want.” He paused, and Wesley could see red sparks behind the shades of his sunglasses.

“Is that what you want?”