Lord of Sin - A Hellaverse AUSI

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⌞ If you are easily triggered, skip the Alan interview! You have been warned!⌝

"More, give me more! Fill me up with your sinful juice!"

The loud moans and rhythmic clapping echoed in the old English style office. 

Amidst the cacophony of erotic noises, a black flame quietly erupted at a dark corner of the room. Unnoticed, the flame revealed the figure of a woman dressed in a weird set of formal-not formal clothes. 

She wore a pair of tight fitting slacks, her heels increased her height and gave her an "office lady" vibe, the coat she wore like a cape made her look like a tired hardworking office worker but instead of a blouse, she wore a black crop top with heart motifs on its chest.

This woman sported a twin tails, a style loved by her partner- apparently, it was a good hairstyle to grab onto playfully. The ponytail look was also something he liked but only when he was extra sadistic.

She watched as that same partner pounded another sexy bird girl- though, through some magic she was transformed into a demi-birb which made most of her body human but some parts showed owl features- just because. 

The woman's expensive dress was torn apart, only a few scraps of cloth were on her body, and those pieces of cloth did not even cover an inch of the important parts. 

Like a nympho- no, she was probably already turned into one, the woman was mindlessly bouncing up and down as the man who owned the office playfully toyed with the poor lass. 

This scene continued for a few more minutes before the birb lady was dragged to a nearby room where multiple bird girls were still laying around collapsed.

After carefully placing the girl on a bed, the man returned to his office and closed the door to the secret room and tidied himself up before sitting behind his desk.

"What brings you here Vel?"

The man who had just fucked a noble Goetia woman, probably somebody's wife- maybe daughter, had calmly faced Velvette with not a single sign of shame. Vel did not see anything wrong with his actions though as she answered.

"The Sin of Lust Asmodeus accepted your request for a meeting, a few Goetia men are here looking for their wives-"

"Give Asmodeus a reply, tell him thank you and I will be there- the men? Bring them to the showroom"

Vel rolled her eyes upon hearing Alan's reply-

"What?", Alan asked, the expression Vel had irked him. Moreover, he wasn't exactly in the mood to think about feelings and all that shit. He had just spent hours fucking the living shit out of women who would be his political backing. 

The last thing he wants to do is tiptoe around somebody just because they were having a bad day!

"Do you really think you can continue this style of "politics"?"

Vel asked as she pulled out the whole Goetia subordination plan.

The whole idea was to seduce and entrap the Goetia women with the help of both Stolas and Stella. 

Then he would reveal some clues to their husbands, fathers, brothers- the whole shebang and lead them to his tower.

Then, while the women were passed out from having their brains fucked, the men would be forced to see the dirt Alan has on them. All the nasty things they did throughout their lives and also the crazy plans they were making in the dark.

It's been half a year since Alan had started fucking Stella who, at this point in time was already under his thumb.

Who knew that showing a vulnerable woman who had just lost faith in all that she previously relied on some care would make her a loyal slave- mix that up with a few contracts, carrots and nasty sticks and you have a mentally broken and obsessive slave who won't admit she was a slave but would do everything you asked for-

Of course, Stella obviously harbored some greater desires, the longer she was with Alan the greater she was at hiding her true feelings and being a "bad bitch".

Stolas on the other hand-

Giving him the transformation ring was- maybe not the best idea in the world.

Alan glanced at one of the crystal displays that had popped up, there, he found Stolas doing the classic, "I'm busy with work" trope. Spending long periods of time "at work" when his job didn't really give him much stress.

Instead, the extra time he spent out was with a certain imp.

The damned owl discovered a new pleasure, pretending to be someone else. 

With Alan's "revelation" and his own observations, Stolas realized what kind of state Blitz was in. Knowing the kind of self-destructive behaviour his first friend would fall into, Stolas decided to create multiple identities that play with and get played by Blitz.

Stolas had already experienced getting dumped by Blitz 27 times, dumping Blitz 34 times and going through hour long angry sex sessions with the imp.

The owlman even used different identities, from a male/femal succubus, a futa, a deep sea demon… the man just enjoyed roleplaying and found a sudden interest in expressive roleplaying.

But, Stolas still had things he had to do, like help Alan work out the matter with the Goetia and be the bridge between him and the sins.

Recently, Stolas had acted as the intermediary between Beelzebub and Alan.

That meeting went- well… kinda-

Alan was no furry but fucking a pack of sex crazed hellhounds with dynamite bodies was something- Especially when Beelzebub let loose, turning a tensome into a musical number that lasted who knows how long was something you don't experience everyday.

Thinking of all the encounters he had and how plenty of them were resolved through either sex or extreme violence… Alan gave Vel a smile as he answered her-

"Yes, yes I can"

But even with his reassurance, Vel still showed an unconvinced look. Alan did not need to think hard, he knew exactly what she wanted-

"Wait- no! ALAN! THIS IS NOT WHAT I MEANT!!!!! MFHG!"

Alan pressed on a button as he said.

"Vox?"

"Yes sir?"

"Be dear and handle the Goetia men for me, bring the to the usual room- Vel's… well, she in a bind right now-"

Alan looked at Vel who was entangled in countless tendrils, she glared at him but he didn't bother.

"Make sure to give them the VVIP treatment, I'm feeling very generous today"

"Will do"

*CLICK*

The call ended and Alan walked up to the bound Vel-

"I guess you feel lonely since I've been spending time with Verosika more than you recently, what? Did her taunting get to you?"

Alan let out a laugh, he stared Vel in the eye as he said-

"Vel, I'm a kind man, I won't restrict freedom, even my women have their freedom but! Remember- freedom is earned… You can fuck other guys- that's your freedom, but it is also my own freedom to get mad and turn him into a pile of rotten flesh before I FUCK YOU TILL THE VERY MEMORY OF THAT MAN VANISHES FROM YOUR BITCH BRAIN!"

Alan's form had changed mid speech, he now had a more- monstrous form, it was not demonic, more uncanny, eerie and "cosmic horror esque". 

His tone went from calm and collected to straight out ballistic but he quickly froze and returned to his original form-

"Ahem… don't worry, it will all be over soon~"

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Alan Question and Answer Portion! Let's get to know the man Alesandrei Angelique Engel!

Q1: If you believe in freedom, why do you bind others to contracts and slavery?

Alan: Freedom is a goal, you don't get it handed to you on a diamond platter. You fight for it, struggle for it, if someone takes it from you, then you take it back using whatever means necessary. 

Q2: Do you allow your Harem members to fuck other guys?

Alan: No, it is my freedom to control them and their freedom to resist- now, which way the story goes… it depends on who's stronger than who. If they can break free from my control then they can suck other dicks, if they can't? Then they get punished, that's all.

Q3: What was that shit with the parliament?

Alan: That was one of me earlier acts, the short version is that I snuck into tea parties, seduced old ladies and used them to humiliate the dumb fuck politicians who spend most of their days arguing about why the sky is blue. After that whole fiasco, their government became more efficient- well, at least in terms of tracking me but they're still shit at it since I had to off myself just to get out of that boring life.

Q4: Boring life?

Alan: I already did everything I wanted, I went from targeting the "bad guys" to fucking over anyone and everyone. When you live long enough, you find out that the victims are far more twisted than the perpetrators. 

Well the perps basically acted on hormones, pride and all that childish BS while the victims held it in for years until they snapped so the intensity of their madness is obvious… anyway~ Yeah, got tired of all the dumbshit, every other day's gonna be just another distraught kid who would ask me to inspire them to take up a gun and shoot their enemies.

I mean! Look, if ya need me to inspire you to act then don't FUCKING ACT! You're a pussy who can't take responsibility for their actions! You want somebody to "push" you into killing a couple of assholes? Why? So you can shove the blame to them when you regret your actions? 

I don't care about the blame and all that, a few couple murders are just a drop in the bucket to the crap I've pulled but COME ON! If you want to do something OWN IT! That's the VERY FUCKING REASON the "big boys" take long to do shit! They argue all day just to make themselves feel good when things go to shit and they start blaming each other!

Oh look this policy killed people- it the rights fault!

No it the left!

No it's the reds!

No its the whites!

Why don't we all settle down and blame the asians?

BLAME THE BLACKS!

THAT'S RACIST!

YOUR RACIST!

YOU'RE A DOUCHE!

YOU'RE A GAY!

HOMOPHOBIC!

CANCER!

Then it all just goes round and round, you can't move forward and do something cuz you need somebody to put the blame on when you realize what you did was, "not the greatest idea"...

Just fuck-

AUTHOR: okaaaay! That went too far… so- don't worry, Alan won't be able to get to you. He's stuck in hell and can't leave-

Alan: FOR NOW!

AUTHOR: STFU!

Alan:╭∩╮( •̀_•́ )╭∩╮

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