"Slave to the Inferno" tells the story of a young girl named Elissa who is sold into the world of human trafficking and ends up in the hands of an underground mafia boss named Kaier. As Elissa adjusts to her new life, she finds herself becoming more and more fascinated with the power dynamics of BDSM, and begins to rise in the ranks of the dungeon as Kaier's favorite. However, the jealousy of the other women in the dungeon threatens to destroy everything Elissa has built, and she must fight to survive in this dangerous, seductive world.
Chapter 1 Snatched
The night was a shroud of darkness, enveloping everything in its cold, unforgiving embrace. As Elissa walked home from a friend's house, the silence was deafening, save for the sound of her own footsteps. She knew she should've taken the bus, but she'd been feeling adventurous. Little did she know, her adventurous spirit would soon lead her down a path of darkness and pain.
It was then that she felt a hand on her shoulder, and heard a voice whispering in her ear. "Don't scream," the voice hissed, "or you'll regret it."
Elissa froze in terror, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt another pair of hands grab her from behind, binding her wrists with rough rope. The hands were strong and cruel, twisting the rope tighter and tighter until she cried out in pain.
"Quiet!" one of the men growled, shoving a foul-smelling cloth into her mouth.
She thrashed against her captors, but it was futile. They were too strong, too determined. As the van sped away, taking her into a world of darkness and terror, Elissa realized that her life would never be the same again.
The drive to the underground compound was a blur of bumpy roads and rough handling. Elissa was shoved into a tiny cell, the door slamming behind her with a deafening clang.
She cowered in the corner of the cell, her body racked with sobs. The tears streamed down her cheeks, leaving behind salty streaks in their wake. She tried to make sense of what was happening, but her mind was a jumble of fear and confusion.
Hours passed, maybe even days. She wasn't sure anymore. The only thing that remained constant was the darkness and the silence.
Elissa's cell was a cramped, dark space that reeked of despair. The walls were covered in stains of unknown origins, the floor a grimy, blood-stained concrete. The air was thick with the stench of sweat, urine, and feces, leaving a film of filth on her skin.
Every inch of the cell was claustrophobic and oppressive. She could barely stand, much less stretch out her arms. The walls seemed to close in around her, squeezing the life out of her like a vice.
As the hours turned to days, Elissa began to hear whispers through the walls. At first, she wasn't sure if it was real or just a figment of her imagination. But then, one night, she heard a faint sob coming from the cell next to hers.
"Hello?" she called out tentatively, her voice shaking with fear.
"Who's there?" a young girl's voice replied. "My name's Sarah. They took me from my home. I don't know why. What's your name?"
Elissa pressed her face against the wall, tears welling up in her eyes.
"I'm Elissa ," she whispered back, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know why they took me either. My name is Elissa ."
"Elissa," Sarah repeated, her voice wavering with tears. "I'm scared, Elissa . What are they going to do to us?"
Elissa's mind raced as she tried to think of something, anything, to comfort Sarah. But deep down, she knew the truth: they were both trapped, victims of a cruel and unforgiving world.
"We'll be okay," Elissa lied, trying to keep her voice steady.
"You're lying," Sarah said, her voice small and fragile. "I know you are. They're going to hurt us. I can feel it."
Elissa took a deep breath, steeling herself against the despair that threatened to consume her.
"No, Sarah," she whispered, her voice firm and resolute. "We're going to be okay. We have to believe that."
Sarah was silent for a long moment, and Elissa thought she had lost her.
Elissa closed her eyes, trying to block out the darkness and the fear that threatened to swallow her whole. She could still feel Sarah's presence on the other side of the wall, a small, fragile glimmer of hope in this sea of despair.
But how long could they last like this? She didn't know how much time had passed since they'd been taken. Days? Weeks? Months? It was impossible to tell in the inky blackness of their cells.
She tried to keep her mind occupied, counting the seconds, the minutes, the hours.
Days passed, and Elissa's world was reduced to the tiny confines of her cell. The darkness, the smell, the silence - it all became a blur, a nightmare that she couldn't wake up from.
She tried to keep track of time, scratching marks into the concrete with her fingernails, but eventually she lost count. Time no longer had any meaning in this place.
The only thing that kept her going was Sarah's voice, a fragile thread of humanity in the abyss. They whispered to each other through the wall, sharing stories of their lives before they were taken.
Weeks passed, and Elissa began to lose hope. Every day was the same endless cycle of darkness and silence, broken only by her whispered conversations with Sarah.
She tried to stay strong for Sarah's sake, but inside, she was slowly dying.
And then one day, the silence was broken by a sound that Elissa had almost forgotten existed: footsteps, echoing through the halls outside her cell.
Her heart raced as she pressed her ear against the door, straining to hear what was happening.
"It's them," she whispered to Sarah, her voice barely audible.
The footsteps grew closer, the sound echoing through the halls like a death knell. Elissa's heart pounded in her chest, and she could feel sweat beading on her forehead.
She knew that whatever was about to happen, it wouldn't be good.
The door to her cell flew open, and she was blinded by a burst of harsh, artificial light. Squinting, she tried to make out the figures standing in front of her.
One of the men stepped forward, a cruel smile twisting his lips.
"It's time," he said, his voice dripping with malice.
Elissa's stomach twisted into knots as the men roughly grabbed her by the arms and dragged her out of the cell. She stumbled and fell, scraping her knees on the concrete floor, but they didn't care. They just kept pulling her along, until they reached a heavy metal door at the end of the hall.
One of the men inserted a key into the lock, and the door swung open with a creaking groan. Elissa was pushed forward, and she stumbled again, this time falling to her knees.
She looked up, and her blood ran cold.
Chapter 1 Snatched
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Chapter 2 Dark Room
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Chapter 3 Trading Post
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Chapter 4 The Underlord's Lair
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Chapter 5 A Storm of Desire
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Chapter 6 Temptation Unleashed
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Chapter 7 Awakening to Submission
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Chapter 8 Descent into Darkness
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Chapter 9 Escape
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Chapter 10 Caught
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Chapter 11 The Chosen
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