Free Hellhound by Rue Volley Page A

Gunner.” He said.
    “I am sorry Dorin.” I said as I tried to be compassionate towards him but the thought of Gunner being damned too was making my heart heavy in my chest.
    “I will never be anything more than a Hellhound, well that or fucking dust. I prefer Hound, it keeps things interesting.”
    “Why are you damned.” He turned to me and smiled as his teeth elongated.
    “I am not mortal, I will never be mortal again. No one like me can enter heaven. It is not possible.”
    I looked back towards the elevator as it opened up to us. We rode the elevator down in silence until it stopped and the gears churned once again. Dorin turned to me and took my hands.
    “Listen to me, everything here is trick. It is meant to trip you up and trap you here forever. You have to stay with me.”
    I nodded, but when the doors opened I stepped out like I was on a mission and Dorin followed me as he shook his head and just knew that I was going to be a pain in the ass.
     

     
     
    Chapter Seven
    Painful Truth
     
     
     
     
                 



 
     
     
    I watched as a set of Siamese twins rounded the corner and hobbled their way along the hallway. Dorin pushed me behind him as they passed us by and I saw that their faces looked distorted, almost as if someone had twisted them like clay and left them to suffer. They both stopped and smelled the air as Dorin stood very still and held me behind him with one arm. Then they screeched like a bird in pain and moved on, their hobbling along sounding like shuffling shoes on a wooden floor. I stepped out from behind him and he looked at me.
    “They like to eat little girls.”
    “I am not little.”
    “To me you are.” He said as he looked me over and I laughed.
    “Whatever, we need to keep moving, where could he be?”
    We started to walk, but then Dorin stopped me again as he looked behind us and shook his head.
    “Fuck me.” He said under his breath as I tried to look past him as three people came around the corner and almost looked like they were walking in slow motion. Two men, very beautiful with flawless skin flanked a woman with short pink hair who walked in between them. The men had collars on with chains that she held in each hand. She wore next to nothing, a vinyl outfit, two thin strips of vinyl ran from a V at her crotch and up over her two medium sized breasts. As she walked the vinyl V rubbed against her clit and the look of ecstasy on her face was apparent. She stopped when she saw Dorin and I standing in the hallway and she wrapped the two chains around her hands and jerked them down, pulling both men to the floor on either side of her. They both sat like obedient dogs on all fours. She adjusted her weight from one high black heel to the other and watched Dorin very closely.
    “Oh.” She said as her eyebrow went up and her expression changed from that of surprise to sarcasm.
    “Dorin.” She said as she dropped the chains and started to walk towards us. Dorin created a barrier between me and her with his own body as I decided to just remain quiet and hope for the best. At least she knew his name.
    She stopped about 5 feet out from him and looked him over. She reached down and placed her hand on her pussy and squeezed at it as she hissed. She slid two fingers into herself and shoved them upwards quickly and then pulled them, walking the rest of the way with them held up. She then stopped and held them up to Dorin’s nose as he tried his best to not cough from the smell of her pussy.
    “I know that your sense of smell is as immaculate as my own Dorin. Do you enjoy this, the smell of wet pussy or are you still sucking cock?”
    Dorin cleared his throat and cocked his head.
    “Hello Amelia.” He said quietly as I leaned against his back and she tried to look around him. He adjusted his body so she could not.
    “Snack?”
    Dorin grinned and nodded to her.
    She smiled and leaned in, her lips pressing against his own as her eyes closed and his remained