55. Worse than death

***Trigger warning: There is rape and torture in this chapter***

Elise woke up strapped to a table. Her head was thumping. She didn’t know how long she had been unconscious. She took in her surroundings. She was naked in a dark stone room. There were torches on the wall lighting the room with a soft glow.

The table was made of stone and the straps that held her down were leather. Her hands were restrained above her head with metal cuffs. They cut into her small wrists. She knew this was bad. She started trying to mentally prepare herself for what was about to happen to her.

She was sweating. The room was much too hot but that wasn’t all. The anticipation, the uncertainty of what was coming was getting to her. She took a deep breath and resolved herself. She would not beg for death. She would remain silent as they did their worst. Leviathan would come.

She was not waiting long before someone opened the metal door and entered the cell. She could not see the door from where she was tied down. Despite her resolve Elise could not help feeling the tension building as she heard the stranger drawing closer. Mara stood over her head and looked down on her.

“You should have stayed out of hell. Now you will find out what we do to angels down here.”

Elise remained silent.

“What no response? That’s all right. I will hear you scream. They always do. You killed my brothers and for that you will never be allowed to go. Usually, my brothers and I set your kind free after you have lost your mind. We let them go wreak havoc in heaven but you... Oh, no you will remain here in hell to be tortured for the rest of time.”

“Also, you are wrong if you think my brother, Leviathan is going to rescue you. We will keep him fighting for as long as it takes for him to grow tired of you. Now let's begin.”

He pulled a lever, and the table rose up on one side until Elise was nearly upright. He undid the straps allowing her body to dangle. He left her wrists shackled above her head. Then he pulled out his daggers.

“Release your wings.”

Elise did nothing. She said nothing.

“All right then I will make them come out.”

He flipped her around exposing her back. He pressed her face against the stone table and started carving into her. Elise wanted to scream from the pain, but she would not. Mara carved more deeply into her back. Flaying her until her wings were exposed.

He reached into her back and pulled one of her wings free. Mara then took one of his daggers and began cutting away at the gigantic feathers. The urge to scream became even stronger. This was the most excruciating pain she had ever experienced. It was like he was robbing her of what she was.

When he was done with her left, he moved on to the right wing. Taking his time to rip up the wing so that they could not carry her anywhere. When he was done, she was exhausted, but it was not over. Mara turned her back over, so she could see him.

Her bare damaged wings were still extended they were to damaged, Elise could not pull them back into her body. She looked at Mara. Struggling to keep her emotions in check. She did not want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that his actions had any effect on her. She would remain silent and resolved.

“Now I am afraid I must leave you. Normally I would take you now, but I promised Asmodeus he could have you first.”

She could not help the look of surprise and terror at his words.

“Don’t tell me you really didn’t realize we would want to know what all the fuss was about. Why in hells name would our brother allow a woman who killed two of his brothers to go unpunished. You must have some magical cunt.”

Mara left her hanging as he walked out of the room. Elise tried to breathe. She could get through this, she just had to focus. She needed to detach herself from this place. She needed to go someplace safe. It seemed like hours though before Asmodeus walked into the cell.

“Well little angel we meet again.”

Elise was silent, she didn’t even look at him. She just looked straight ahead.

“You have nothing to say to me?”

Still no response.

“We can do this two ways. The first way is that you can willingly let this happen. That will be much more enjoyable for you. Or you can try to resist me. It will still happen anyway, and it will be far more painful. Either way it is going to happen. So, make your choice.”

Elise said nothing.

“Okay it’s the hard way then.”

He pulled the lever lowering the table back down. He began by running his fingers over her torn wings. She flinched in pain, but he continued. He brushed his fingers over her collar bone and then grasped her breast.

“You know even in this state you are quite beautiful. It is no wonder my brother was taken with you.”

Elise eye’s fixated on the stone ceiling. Asmodeus continued to feel his way over her body. He moved his head, so it was between her legs and sniffed her.

“Well, you smell sweeter than most. He licked between her folds.”

“Holy hell you taste like what I think heaven must taste like. No wonder my brother liked you so much. But this will not be pleasant. I told you that. So, this time I won’t pleasure you.”

Without any warning he plunged into her. Elise wanted to scream out. She wanted him off of her but there was nowhere to go. She tried to imagine herself in another place, but she couldn’t. She was trapped in this nightmare.

He continued thrusting into her as he pulled on her wings. She let her silent tears fall down her face. She vowed that one day she would kill him. She didn’t know how or when, but she knew she would run her weapon through him. He would pay for this crime.

When Asmodeus was finished, he pulled out a rag and began to clean himself off.

“You know I didn’t understand before why my brother was so enamored by you. I mean sure you are beautiful. But now that I have fucked you, I get it. You are divinity. Fucking you is like the ultimate high. How could something so dark and depraved as we are, be able to touch something so pure. “

He smirked at the thought. He came around the table to stand by her head. He bent over her face and stroked her tear-stricken face.

“I will be back again.”

Then he forcefully planted a kiss on her red lips. As he left the room someone came in. Asmodeus stopped at the cell’s doorway to talk with them.

“Let's just say I see what he liked about her. Let's just say it will be a divine experience.”

As soon as Asmodeus left another prince of hell took his place. They continued raping her, each time was more horrible than the one before it, until each of Leviathans living brothers had their turn.