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Exploring Her Nether Regions by ZaftigBunnyPress

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Here's an awesome new pic I got from the ever amazing ZaftigBunnyPress

It features my girl, Jeza, getting ready to have some fun with his girl Penny, who seems to be all 'tied-up' at the moment.

Now before you all start worrying - 'YES' they are in the Underworld (Hell), but 'NO' Penny's not dead.

You see, it all started with Jeza venturing up to the surface to find some souls to steal. She was chilling at a quaint little coffee shop when she spotted a certain amble-bosom squirrel working behind the counter. Her name was Penny and she was a 'venti' glass of water; wearing a cutesy barista outfit, with her fiery red hair done up in a set of adorable pigtails underneath her hat. Making small talk, Jeza learned that she was working there part-time to help pay for college and to help her get used to life in the big city (She was, after all, just a simple farm girl with a Catholic-upbringing that didn't know any better).

Delighted with her story (also with her huge rack), Jeza decided she wanted to have some fun with Penny and formulated a plan for how she would do it. Waiting till closing time so they could be all alone, Jeza proceeded to strike up another conversation with Penny in order to work her demonic magic on her. As always, things started off subtle. First she started to make Penny become fascinated with everything she had to say. Whether she was talking about the new, or just saying things at randoms - Penny unknowingly became enthralled with Jeza. Once she was completely under her control, Jeza instructed Penny to lock the doors, turn off the lights, and follow her into the backroom. Without missing a beat, Penny hastily performed her orders and quickly followed suit, but the second she caught up with her, Jeza immediately hit her with a sleeping spell. Wasting little time, she then laid out a summoning circle and transported her unconscious plaything to the lair.

Some time after her arrival, Penny eventually began coming to, but was immediately taken back by her new surroundings. She was inside what appeared to be a dark, dimly-lit cave - surrounded by jagged rocks and an assortment of burning candles. As her eyes adjusted, she began making out to be a stream of molten lava nearby, which enveloped her body with a warm sensation. Instinctively, she tried to move away, but she was immediately impeded by what she felt next. Her hands and feet were bounded with a strange sticky substance - it looked like spider webs, but it was different somehow. The more she pulled and strained to free herself, the tighter it became. As she struggled to break her bonds, she felt something pinching her chest. Gazing down, she could see what appeared to be a pair of straps jettisoning forward and clamping on to her suspended breasts. They were attached to something that was wrapped around her nude frame, but when she tried to bend forward to see what it was, but her neck seemed to immediately repel her head back to its upright position. It was then she took note of a tugging feeling on her tail. Every time she tried to move her neck, she could feel it pulling against her; keeping her in place.

Needless to say, Penny couldn't even begin processing what was going on. One second she was walking into the backroom of a coffee shop - the next second, she was all alone with no idea where she was. She tried to scream for help, but all she was greeted with was the muffled noise her throat bellowed from a ball gag buried deep in her mouth. It was then that she heard something behind her that made her blood run cold. At first it sounded like a hiss, like the kind a tarantula makes when agitated - but it was followed by what seemed to be sound of moaning, then a monstrous crackle. Terrified, Penny struggled even harder to free herself; crying out for someone to help her, but the laughter became more intense as she writhed around. She could feel herself being watched - almost like her captors were enjoying seeing her struggle. Suddenly, just as she was about to give up, a familiar figure suddenly appeared.

It was Jeza - donned in a form-fitting, latex apparel. She told Penny to relax - sparing the details of where she was and what was to come - but despite her soothing words, she could sense how terrified Penny was. Her mesmerizing spell had worn off long ago in Penny's slumber, but that was exactly how Jeza wanted it. She wanted to see the fear in Penny's fear; she wanted her to experience what was to happen next with a clear mind. She reveled in how Penny squirmed and pleaded with her as she made her way to a nearby altar, to which she unveiled a menagerie of fiendish tools she'd procured from her fellow demons - each one designed to either please or torment its victim.

As her hand hovered above each item, Jeza could hear Penny's muffled screams become louder and louder when it drew near any of the more sinister devices - teasing her with its intended use. Of course she knew it didn't matter. They were in the Underworld and time wasn't a factor there. Time stood still, and she knew she could have Penny down there as long as she wanted - be it a few hours or a few days. So when everything was said and done - and Jeza had her fill, she'd simply send Penny back to the mortal realm where she'd just wake up thinking it was all a bad dream.

Of course with all that in mind, Jeza knew the only question she had before her wasn't "What she was going to use?" but rather, "What she was going to use first?" X3

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Artwork done by :iconzaftigbunnypress:

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LETMESEEBEUTY's avatar
Scary yet beautiful art yet I like it