Author's foreword:
I wrote the first part of "Revenge" in January 2023 as my first story ever. Since then, I've delved into other genres, other types of stories, but "Revenge" was the first and I continued writing further episodes.
To provide a clear difference between the old and the new stories, the new version is called "Vindicta", adopting the Latin word for "Revenge". After catching up with the already released "Revenge" parts one to three, I'll continue to rework the others in part never released ones.
@Djmac1031: My deepest thanks for the helpful suggestions and the time you took to edit the reworked stories. Check out Djmac1031's work on Lit, if you like mine, you'll love his!
~~~~~ One ~~~~~
Samira's Betrayal
May 2023 / Hell - outside this plane of existence
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"Damn! This sneaky little weasel!" Drenvynia cursed.
She had just learned that Samira had gotten a job she had wanted. A merchant in Ancient Greece had fallen for the wrong kind of hobby. Samira had tricked Satan into giving her the job by lying about Drenvynia still being occupied with another job.
Satan had been raging when he learned of her betrayal. He wanted to kill and send her to eternal damnation as punishment.
"May I suggest something more... fun?" Drenvynia asked.
Satan made an angry go-ahead gesture.
"If you simply kill her, this would be an example for others. But if you punish her, this could be an even stronger message."
"What do you have in mind?"
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A few days later, Samira was back to report at Satan's hall. She had just concluded her briefing on the results.
Drenvynia entered the hall. "Hey Samira, nice to meet you."
Samira turned her head. "Nice to meet you, too, Vin." Then she looked back at Satan.
Drenvynia walked through the room. When she was close to Samira, she touched the Succubus with something metallic she'd hidden in her hand. Samira's world went black, and she dropped, as if struck by lightning.
When she woke up again, she needed several minutes to regain her focus. She was naked; lying on the cold stone floor. Her hands had been shackled above her head; her legs were spread wide and also shackled. A large ball gag prevented her from speaking.
"Samira, Samira, you've been a naughty girl," Drenvynia said. "You took advantage of me - that's not nice. But you betrayed our Master. That, on the other hand, is stupid."
"However, I saved you from eternal damnation by suggesting this punishment. I trust you'll be deeply grateful."
They had put up a wooden tripod over her, and hung a pot in its center. Drenvynia pulled a tiny plug from its bottom. Samira flinched when a drop of sticky liquid dripped directly on her exposed pussy.
"Don't worry, that's honey. Then again, what you should worry about are those fire ants over there..."
Samira's expression changed from irritation to panic.
"These are nasty little buggers," Drenvynia continued. "They're called fire ants because their stings burn like fire. And they're flesh-eating. Luckily enough, you've got your healing powers, so they can't eat their way into you. They can just bite chunks off that will be regenerated in seconds. Depending on how long Satan's rage lasts, it might take a while until he sets you free."
She turned around to walk away. Samira tried to scream, but the ball gag didn't let her. She tore at the shackles to no avail.
Drenvynia turned back again. "One last suggestion: I know we are aroused by pain, even our own. You should suppress this notion. Your honey is attracting the ants even more than the drops from above. You don't want to have these things crawling, stinging and biting inside your pussy."
"Perhaps we should create a diversion," Drenvynia suggested. She walked back, put her finger into the honeypot and squatted down next to Samira. She smeared some honey between her butt cheeks and pushed her finger far up her ass, leaving a trail of honey when she retracted it. Samira's eyes went wide in terror.
Drenvynia bowed before Satan and left.
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A week later, Drenvynia was sitting in her chamber preparing for her next assignment. Outside, she could hear whimpering and sobbing. She looked through the door. Two minions were supporting Samira by her shoulders, limping to the Succubus' chamber. She was a mess of tears and could barely walk.
~~~~~ Two ~~~~~
The Assistant
Late May 2023 / Eugene, Oregon, an abandoned factory cellar
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I finished my spell with "Tenebris, Drenvynia," and like before, her beautiful body materialized on the floor in front of me.
Drenvynia, the succubus who killed my parents, the winged terror of hell, and the most beautiful of the succubi had been transported to me once again.
This time she was flabbergasted. Instead of instantly trying to attack me, she saw the other succubus lying next to her. "What are YOU doing here?"
I too couldn't answer that question, and the situation caused a serious problem; I didn't have enough cuffs at the ready for both of them. I would have to improvise.
"Ladies, let me help you," I interrupted, "You've been transported from hell to the mortal plane for my entertainment. Your powers are not available to you, as long as you remain here, and you will not remember anything when you return. So you should simply succumb to your fate and accept that you'll be doing what I tell you for the next hours."
Drenvynia wasn't one to be toyed around lightly - at least not, at her full power. In this situation, she did the same thing, she tried multiple times before. She attacked me and, like before, fell on her face.
"As your friend here seems to be a bit more reasonable - or perhaps less stupid - than you, she'll be my assistant," I proclaimed.
"Assistant, please help her to her wrist and ankle cuffs and remove the few pieces of clothing she's wearing. Then, do the same for yourself. You'll find additional cuffs in the box over there when you're finished with her."
She looked at me blankly, then threw a devastating look at Drenvynia and nodded. She locked her down and walked over to me.
"I don't know what game you're playing - but I'll tag along - under one non-negotiable condition," she said.
"Which would that be?" I asked.
"She has to suffer. Severely."