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Raped by Demon Beasts from Hell, by Jezebel Rose

“Shut up bitch!”

I hear the words echo up through the hatch in the floor as I peek inside. Darkness blinds my vision from seeing more than a few feet below. Noting the wooden ladder, I slowly closed the hatch.

As I examined the room I was in, my thoughts ran back to the night before.

Walking into the questioning room, I saw a woman. I glanced down at my notes, her name was Jezebel. The woman sat at the table, badly bruised and beaten. She looked like she had been through a meat grinder.

I leaned up against the table in the middle of the room and pushed a glass of water towards her, “Tell me. What happened?”

Her eyes met mine and suddenly I knew everything. She was used against her will or at least that’s what I thought. “Were you raped?”

She nodded.

My instincts picked up the small bead of sweat forming near her brow and the trembling fingertips. She was lying.

“Who did this to you?”

The woman looked down at the table and spoke softly, “The men inside the building at the docks.”

I slammed my fist down on the table, “I know you are lying, you need to tell me the truth right now or I’m going to make your life very difficult!”

Her eyes went wide with fear as she stared off into the distance. I noted her fear wasn’t of me. It was of someone… or something else.

“I can’t say anything more, they will find me.”

I looked down at my notes then walked out of the room.

Snapping back into reality, I moved silently over to the door and peeked outside. Cold winds were bringing in a storm as I remembered the weather report from earlier today. It certainly wasn’t a night to be out in the cold. Given the fact it was Christmas Eve, I knew most of my team was away on vacation or with their families. Unfortunately, crime doesn’t take vacations.

To go get help… or figure this out on my own. Fuck it. Someone has to step up and deal with this. It might as well be me.

I clicked the safety off of my Glock 9mm and grasped it firmly as I slowly opened the hatch as quietly as I could.

Looking down into the darkness, I turned around and stepped down, keeping the gun at ready. The walls echoed murmurs of intense discussion from men and light whispers from women.

I slipped into the darkness and closed the hatch as quietly as I could. Good. No sound. I’ll be able to get some good evidence tonight, maybe snap some pictures then get out of her. Soon as I confirm this is where the women are being taken, I’ll be out of here.

My face was tight with concentration as I hit the bottom of the stairs. I put my foot on the ground quietly and stepped forward into the darkness, keeping my hands out in front of me.

Everything suddenly went dead silent as I heard a faint echo of a man saying, “Shh… you hear that?”

I stopped my movement immediately and backed up into a wall. Shit.

The murmurs continued as I stood there, breathing as quietly as I could. It felt like my damn heart was about to burst out of my chest as my eyes started to adjust to the darkness and I took in my surroundings.

It was a well. A very old and deep well. Looking up, I saw the faint outline of the hatch above me, far in the distance.

I pulled out my phone and turned on the flashlight. It clicked off immediately. Well fuck. There goes any pictures and audio I could have taken. I knew I should have brought more supplies.

Creeping through the tunnel I came across a bend, with light just around the corner. It was flickering, just the way a candle would.

Peaking around, I saw two men sitting on chairs next to a table. A few dice, some coins and a couple stacks of singles. Must be gamblers.

Their faces were dirty and covered with hair. They appeared to be as if they hadn’t shaved in weeks, perhaps even months. Being a sexual woman, I immediately noted in my head how attractive they were. The one on a right… a two. The left one, maybe a three, if he cleaned up.

I shook it off and kept my giggles for later. Focusing on the task at hand, I walked past them and continued down the tunnel.

The room ahead was massive and well lit as I approached the end of the corridor. Peeking inside, I saw cages lining the walls. Each was filled with women. Damn, I hit the fucking jackpot. There’s at least 200 women here, this accounts for more than likely… all of women taken over the past few months.

I slowly made my way into the room, creeping along the wall while watching for guards. A few men appeared to be talking with the women, but they weren’t armed, at least they didn’t appear to be armed.

The men walking throughout the cavern looked human and fairly normal, besides the fact they were in desperate need of a shower as their faces and clothes were covered in dust and dirt.

Screams pierced through the air as my eyes caught a woman being ravaged on a table by a man holding her wrists down. Her panties were lying on floor next to her bra with the man grabbing her breast with one hand and her hip in his other. His cock was thrusting into her slit, back and forth as she wailed in what sounded like pain.

Jesus. These men are simply using these women for pleasure? Is this some kind of sex ring?

I held my gun tighter as I counted the men in the room. There were four. I can easily take all four of those guys, that won’t be a problem.

Walking forward down the center of the room, I noticed two of the men approaching me with a smirk on their faces. The man on the left spoke up, “Hail, who goes there?”

I replied firmly, “Aimee, CSI New York Division. Stop what you are doing.”

The man started laughing, which ended up with him coughing heavily. With a grin on his face, the guy walked up to me, mere feet away at this point, “I’m going to assume you are here to take us to ‘jail,’ right?”

Holding my gun steady and pointing at his face, I replied, “Damn straight.”

The man on the other side of the room kept pounding the woman. Her screams echoed throughout the cavern and mixed with the murmurs of the women in the cages before reaching my ears.

“Well, we aren’t going anywhere,” he said without hesitation. Turning to walk away, my hand trembled and fired into his back.

The sound of the gun echoed off the walls, reverberating back and forth as everything suddenly went quiet.

I watched as the other man in front of me stepped up, “You just made a big mistake.”

The man I just shot slowly stood up and brushed himself off before turning around and staring at me. He walked over and grabbed my weapon as I was sure I hit him square in the back. Unable to move and paralyzed with fear, I watched as he threw my gun on the floor.

“Come with me. I’ll show you exactly what is going on here. My name is Alexander by the way.”

My face scrunched up in disbelief as he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the cages. “These women are here of their own will. Here, ask them for yourself.”

I stared into the cage with the women, “Do you want to be free?”

Each of the women inside appeared to be dressed somewhat nicely as they looked up at me, “No, we are happy here. These men are fair.”

Looking back at the men and wondering what was going on, I replied, “Show me more.”

Alexander held my hand tightly and pulled me further into the cave, leaving the other man behind. We walked up to the man fucking the woman. He had her head pulled back as her body was bent over the table and he was thrusting inside deeply, over and over.

Moans of orgasm swept into my ears as I watched her squirt all over his hard cock while he grunted and thrusted inside her. Cum poured out of her wet slit with each pump of his cock. Bending over her and grabbing her breasts, I could tell she was thoroughly enjoying herself.

“What… why… I don’t understand,” I whispered under my breath as the man pulled out, his cock covered in both of their cum.

The man looked at me with a laugh, “You’ll see.”

What does he mean, ‘I’ll see?’

Alexander pulled me towards a corridor that was flickering with light from candles on each of the walls. “Do you want to see why these women never want to leave?”

I nodded, “Show me.”

He turned and looked at me directly in my eyes, “Once you have seen what I am about to show you… you will have the choice to leave or stay here with us, forever.”

A chill ran up my spine as he finished his speech. Forever? What the fuck is he talking about.

“Yes. Show me. None of this makes any sense what-so-ever.”

Alexander nodded and pushed open the door in front of him. Inside was a dimly lit room, with large sculptures of beasts along the walls. Massive paintings adorned the room, some hung, some lying on the floor, completely decayed. In the center was a bed, covered in red satin sheets with black pillows set at the front.

I turned and looked at him, “What’s this supposed to mean to me? You said you were going to show me something that would make everything clear.”

Alexander walked into the room and pointed at the bed. “Sit.”

I walked over to the bed and sat, exactly where he told me.

This is the weirdest thing I have ever come across in my entire career. It doesn’t look like any women were hurt, yet they didn’t want to leave. I must go through with whatever he is about to show me, then I’ll have the evidence to put these men behind bars.

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