After an hour of napping, Zero awoke to hear someone whispering her "Diablo 2" screen name. "Zero… oh, Zero…" Wondering who could be in her room, Zero looked up and saw a form leaning over her. It appeared to be Mephisto, the demon from Act 3 of Diablo 2, a computer game she liked to play. Assuming she was just dreaming, she rubbed her eyes and sat up and it turned out that the Lord of Hatred himself, this demon of hate was really standing right in her room. He offered his hand to her, and she took hold of it. She didn't know why, but she felt compelled by some strange force to be with him. She had seen him on her computer screen many times before, glowing with an aura of electricity, his lips parted in a half sneer. He was a powerful demon, and always killed her characters in one hit if she let them get too close on the screen.
As she took his hand, Zero found that he felt warm and tender, almost hypnotic. He drew her close to his body, and suddenly, in a flash of light, Zero found herself in the middle of a dark room. It appeared to be a sort of dungeon, but was also partly a bedroom by the looks of it, for in the middle there was a nicely made bed with black sheets and pillows on it. The floor was cold hard stone, and the walls were stone as well. Torches were lit on each wall, illuminating Zero and the Lord of Hate in a soft orange, almost romantic and yet sinister, glow.
Zero looked inquisitively up at Mephisto, and he grinned evilly at her. "You thought you could fuck with me in the game and not expect to get fucked in return?" he said to her in a not so nice tone.
"I know what you're thinking every time you play that stupid game, you think you're just going to march in here with your powerful weapons and destroy me so that you can loot my body and take all of my gold and my magical and rare items. Well, now you don't have any of your fancy weapons, all you have is yourself, and I plan to take full advantage of your human weakness."
Zero stepped back in fear. The look of pure hatred in his eyes was frightening. He gave her another menacing smile and began to advance slowly towards her. Frantically looking around, Zero spotted a door. She ran for it and tried desperately to open it. It was locked. She glanced back at Mephisto and he was walking slowly toward her, enjoying her fear, knowing that there was no way she would escape him and his evil plans for her.
Succumbing finally to her defeat, she stopped pulling at the door and let Mephisto's hands drag her back to the bed. Violently, he thrust her upon it, and then in one swift movement was on top of her, his face close to hers.
She looked straight into his face. "You awful demon," Zero snarled, and to this, she received a hard slap in the face.
"Shut up." Mephisto growled. With one finger, he began to trace down her body, beginning at her lips, and going down her breasts to her thighs. "If you scream, nobody will come for you, and if you try to struggle, you'll only end up hurt, so I suggest you lay still and enjoy it." Then, slowly, he drew a small knife from his pocket and began to slice her T-shirt off. He left her skirt and bra on as he began to lick her neck, nibbling at her, and making his way down her stomach as she whimpered his name. She had fantasized about this moment before, wondering what it would be like to be fucked by a powerful being like Mephisto, but then, it had only been a fantasy, a sexual fantasy that should not ever become real. Unfortunately, this was reality.
Mephisto lay right on top of her, and began to grind his now hard cock into her pussy. Even though their clothing, Zero could tell that he was huge, and rock hard. He began pushing against her in a rhythmic motion, all the wile whispering vile threats into her ears. "I'm going to get revenge on you for what you have done to me in your silly game you cunt. I'm going to use my ultimate weapon of darkness, my own cock, to destroy every part of your being. I will rape every part of you, till you have given yourself over to me, and even then, I shall not stop until I have been thoroughly satisfied by the pleasures which your body has to offer, and honestly, from the looks of you, I may just want to keep you around for my pleasure for the rest of your life. You will not sleep without feeling my cock inside of you, nor will you bathe without me watching you. You shall not experience any sensation of pleasure or pain unless it is by my hand, do you understand my little fuck slave? You belong to me now."
Zero gazed up at him, her fear growing. If only she had gone out with her boyfriend Jake that day. This wouldn't be happening. Sometimes Jake pretended to be like Mephisto for her, when they role-played during sex since she liked it a little rough, but he was never cruel, or mean to her.
Still rubbing his cock against her, Mephisto removed her bra and began to suck on her tits. It wasn't a bad feeling, she had to admit, but she was still very afraid. Feeling violated, she tried to sit up, and this action elicited another hard slap. She was thoroughly defeated by her own fear. She could not move for fear of more pain. This demon was not going to let her get away, and now to make matters worse, he was angry. "You little cunt!" He shouted. "If you try to escape one more time, I will make this very painful for you! It's going to happen anyway, and it can be your choice whether to make it easy or extremely painful!"
With that, he grabbed some rope from his nightstand and tied her arms to the bedpost. Then, he began to lick down her body again, this time, slipping a hand into her skirt. He caressed her pussy through her underwear, noticing that she was wet. "See, you want this you little slut," he snickered. He began to lightly press a finger into her through the material, sending shocks of electricity up her spine. She couldn't believe her body was betraying her like this. And for him! He was a fucking demon for pity's sake! Soon, he began to rub her pussy with his whole hand, his palm against her clit, his fingers playing around her pussy lips. She was so close to cumming, she couldn't believe it. He heard her moans and smiled at her. "I knew I could make you want this you little whore," he whispered in a cruel tone.
After minutes rubbing her pussy through her soaked undergarment he stopped and moved to her face. He pressed his lips tightly against hers, and his tongue slipped deep into her mouth. His cock was once against her pussy, and he began to move up and down her body, rubbing her with his cock while kissing her mouth and squeezing her breasts with both hands. It was too much, and Zero came with a loud moan as Mephisto grinned and shoved his tongue as far down her throat as it would go. "Stop it!" Yelled Zero. "This isn't fair! You can't do this to me!" Mephisto just laughed evilly. "What do you mean I can't do this? I just did!" More evil laughing followed this statement.
Now he slipped a finger under the elastic of her underwear, and began probing into her, ever so lightly. He reached in with his other hand as well, and began to rub her clit as she struggled within her bonds. When he had done this long enough to get her near to another climax, he removed her skirt, underwear, and bra, so that she was totally exposed to him. She tried desperately to cover herself up, despite her arms being tied up. Mephisto just smiled his evil smile at her discomfort. He climbed in-between her legs, while spreading them with his powerful hands. He slipped on finger in, then two. Slowly he worked them in and out, smirking as he realized she was still a virgin.