H&H CH5
#5 of Horns & Halos
Horns & Halos CH5
"If you want your mother's soul back...", the drow said, smiling cruelly. "...you can have it."
She seized Arken by her red hair and pressed her mouth against her asshole.
"Ou 'onster!", Arken shouted, her words garbled by the ring gag holding her jaws open.
The aasimar gagged as the half-fiend shit in her mouth, filling it with the vile taste of her mother's digested soul.
The drow shoved her to the ground as she swallowed the shit, kicking her hard in ass for good measure.
"Don't worry Nisha I saved you a portion too, ha ha ha!"
The tiefling sobbed as she choked down the last foul, stinking remnants of her mother's soul, the woman who'd bourn them into the world now completely gone, in both body and spirit.
"Now that that's out of the way...", the drow said, removing their ring gags and replacing them with the leather muzzles they'd worn previously. "...I think should introduce myself, I am Malice, daughter of Belmarniss, third matron mother of the House of Do'ett."
Malice then fitted a pair of leather collars about her slaves' necks and attached them to a leash.
"MMMPPHH!", Arken protested, prompting Malice to turn and strike the aasimar across her breasts with her crop.
"Don't worry cuntboi, I'll get around to fucking you both once we get home.", the drow said.
Malice led both her new slaves down the street, chuckling at their bashful reactions as the market's patrons turned to look at the bound and naked slaves, as well as the attractive, scantily-clad drow.
Nisha blushed as she flicked her tail around her waist to cover her cunt and cock.
Malice chuckled and pulled the two of them along.
Eventually, the drow and her reluctant companions reached a _Gate _at the edge of the city.
_At least we're somewhere besides Abaddon, _Nisha thought as the drow walked through the portal, pulling her slaves behind her.
A rush of heat greeted the two as they exited the other side of the portal.
_The Plane of Fire, _Arken gasped mentally as they stepped out onto a kind of dock, staring out onto a sea of lava.
"Lay down.", Malice ordered, taking her bag off her shoulder.
They both laid on the ground, Arken glaring at her as she did so.
The half-fiend chuckled as she removed a pair of diapers from the bag.
Nisha blushed as she was swaddled like a helpless babe, electing a chuckle from her captor.
"You're so cute when you blush.", the half-fiend said, stroking the tiefling's cunt and penis before securing the diaper about her hips.
Arken glared at Malice as she ran talons along the aasimar's cunt.
"Mmmmph.", she grunted angrily.
"And you're cute when you're angry.", Malice chuckled, diapering the cuntboi.
She then stuffed both her captives into the bag and took to the air.
_Arken, _Nisha thought to her sister.
_Yes Nisha?, _the aasimar replied.
We must remain calm, _the young tiefling insisted. _We can't do anything to escape right now, so we must bide our time.
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_Okay little sister, _Arken replied.
The two lay in silence as Malice carried them through the hot, dry air.
After an hour or so, the two felt the firm ground beneath them again.
"Welcome to your new home my pets.", Malice chuckled as she dumped the girls onto the ground.
She pulled them to their feet as their eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness.
Nisha and Arken looked about, seeing that they stood before a small stone tower set on an island of compacted ash sticking out of a sea of flame.
"Hmph.", they grunted as the half-fiend suddenly threw both of them over her shoulders and carried them towards the gate.
They looked back behind their captor, seeing a narrow stone path extending out into the distance, hopefully a possible escape route.
Smack!
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Nisha gave a muffled squeal as Malice gave her diapered butt a playful slap.
"Ooh, so sensitive and we haven't even begun.", the drow chuckled evilly.
The gates creaked open, admitting the trio into its dark, foreboding interior.
Nisha and Arken gulped as they were carried over the threshold, towards their uncertain fates.
CH5