## What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Chase Ricks » Fri Oct 07, 2011 7:59 am

This story was originally planned out to be a collaboration between me, Snobound and Jason Toddman. Past circumstances forced me to delete it from this site manually after I had done most of the posts. Jason's story about Freddy Krueger was originally from here. I will not post anything but what I wrote myself but I have updated names as I see fit. Enjoy.
"What Nightmares May Come"
"I, John Doe, do sign over my entire soul, life, body, mind, and free agency to the Ruling Council of Hell for the duration of a physical year to begin on Halloween. The terms are thus. For duration of said year, the above named human, John Doe, shall live as a damned soul of Hell. All memories of his former life will be suppressed during his sojourn. Even the least minion of Lucifer shall have the means to order him about freely and any attempt to resist or escape will be dealt with most severely. No outside force shall void this contract, including death, and all said parties shall keep to the written terms thereof..."
Chapter 1: The Invitation
It had seemed a harmless email at first, John thought to himself as he recalled the events that had led to him being freely given into nonphysical bondage for a lousy mere year of his life. After all, since when did beings of pure evil and superior intelligence actually exist? He never thought they truly did so one month before Halloween 2010 he was surprised to see an email in his Inbox from "The Ruling Council of Hell" addressed to "John Doe"
Opening up the email, he read the following: "John Doe, you have been randomly chosen from all the members of your tugs story and rp site to participate in a year long "vacation" from ordinary life. If you should successfully endure what is in store, you will be rewarded. For more details, please send a reply email to this and we will get back to you very fast." This intrigued John and so he immediantly replied saying he was very interested. Not two minutes after sending it off, the email with the details had arrived in his Inbox.
"Feel out this simple questionaire and send it back so we will know what your limits are.
1) What is the longest you have endured in each type of bondage position you have been left in by yourself without being able to escape or using a safe word when not gagged?
2) How many positions from the above question have you been in? Please name them all.
3) Worst torture you have ever wished to endure but have never done so yet?
4) If you are the type to have nightmares about horror movies, which character in that genre scares you the most?
5) If you were away from life on earth for a year to spend in hell, what are some things you wish to have done to you besides bondage of course?
6) If you could have immortality in hell only while there, does that mean you would want to be physically hurt or not?
John quickly sent back his answers.
1. I would say between 30 minutes to an hour.
2. Spread-Eagle, Hogtie, and Wrapped in a Blanket. Feet and Body up to Neck Buried in Sand
3. Forced Femenism
4. Jason or Freddy
5. Being Forcibly Burned, Strung Upside Down by my Ankles, ETC.
6. No, not physically hurt.
The next day, there was a new email from "The Ruling Council of Hell." John eagerly opened it up. "Based upon the answers you have given to our questions, we are prepared most sincerely for your arrival. Follow the enclosed directions carefully. Looking forward to seeing you in purgatory." There was an attachment titled "Descent" and John opened it up.
"For all who wish to visit hell but not stay permanently, follow these directions as your entire safety of being depends on keeping to them at all costs! Know that upon reaching your destination as given by the map shown in this file, you will neither be able to send or receive any form of information from the surface realm called Earth. Therefor it is an absolute must that you delete all emails you have received or sent beginning the day you joined the site. A very few select members there have been here but you will have to guess who after you finally return. In the regular mail today, you will receive a single first class plane ticket to Afghanistan on United Airlines Flight 200. Also, you will bring the following items too:
One year's worth of clothing
All written stories you have not yet posted on the site
A list of all the current enemies you have among the members there
100 pounds of human bones from a local cemetary
The following document printed and signed by yourself (see above document at beginning of post.)
Reading the agreement, John felt shivers of fear creeping up his spine. "This seems too good to be true!" he thought to himself. He had no way of knowing just how far down into the depths of pure fear and horror he was about to embark on.
I will post the next chapter up tomorrow.
Edit: Due to me and Jay being friends again I have totally removed his name as the character permanently from this story.
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From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Chase Ricks » Fri Oct 07, 2011 10:22 pm

Over fifty views in less then a day. I am very glad to see I have not lost my talent for attracting readers to my stories.
Chapter 2: The Disadvantages of Being an American in Taliban-held parts of Afghanistan
As he began packing, John's thoughts turned to what he knew about the first stop on his journey. Before 9/11 Afghanistan was known only for a few things in history. Rudyard Kipling's "Kim" was based there and that during the Cold War years between NATO and the Warsaw Pact, the armies of the Soviet Union were greatly defeated by the Mujaheddin there who were the precursor to the present day Taliban now fighting against the troops of the United States led alliance following the infamy known as Patriot Day when it was learned afterwards that Osama bin Laden was the unofficial ruler of the country but official leader of Al Qaida. Now he was heading to a place most Americans feared to even speak of except for those who had survived tours of duty. Even the war in Vietnam that happened a decade before John was born had not lasted this long.
"The country is mountainous and desertlike in some places," he read in a guidebook as he thought about how he was going to unearth all those bones without being arrested and charged on the charge of graverobbing. "Capital city is Kabul and the religion is mostly Muslim with very few Christianity churches around. Though the Taliban are no longer in charge of the whole country, they still have fortresslike strongholds in many hidden locationsaround the countryside. The men are tough, but beware of the females for they enjoy nothing more then torturing prisoners by slowly skinning them alive while they are bound and gagged. It is truly a fate worse then death and can cause even the strongest and most fearless soldier to weep for a quick death."
"I'll just have to gather the bones there." John said to himself. "That way x-ray machines at the airport there and here where I board do not set off alarms." As he finished packing his two large briefcases of clothing, he set about deleting all of his Tugs pms sent and received as well as printing off everyone of his stories that he had not yet posted on the site. "No idea why terrorists or citizens of Hell would be interested in these at all. I mean, the site truly has better authors and users of imagination then me." He thought silently but was still excited that he had been chosen to receive this most uniquely unheard of honor.
Leaving his dormitory behind, John caught a taxi and within hours was on his way to Afghanistan. Upon arrival in Kabul, he was met by a tall greyhaired man wearing a white turban on his head and what looked like an AK-74 around his chest. "You are John Doe, yes?" the man asked him. When John answered that he was, he was asked to show the printed agreement and one of his stories as proof to his identification. "Good follow me. This area most dangerous. Where we travel, even Taliban fear to camp at night. Ghosts are said to dwell in these oldest of the mountain caves." Showing him to a cab, the driver then took off down the streets. Suddenly without warning, two burly heavily armed men pulled John into the back seat! Before he could scream for help, one quickly but expertly shoved a rag of chloroform into his face while the other securely but casually hogtied, blindfolded and gagged him and left him lying on his stomach on the cab floor. "Osama bin Laden will be pleased. He has long awaited a new expert source on bondage techniques and John here will prove most fitting. If he survives, then we will no longer need him but he will be passed on to even worse then us to oversee his torment." These were the last words John heard before he blacked out finally..
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From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by lonewolfandfriends » Sat Oct 08, 2011 2:25 pm

i get over 100 on some
good please continue

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Chase Ricks » Sat Oct 08, 2011 2:34 pm

Hmm I wonder. lol Okay I will just to have fun.
Chapter 3: John Doe meets Osama bin Laden face to face!
After what seemed like hours, John began to moan as the effects of the chloroform slowly wore off. Normally he would have recovered in half the time but this was a more potent dose specially developed by Al Qaida for use on captives. He was no longer blindfolded and was lying on the hot sandy desert ground staked out between two very fierce looking female Afghan tribeswomen. However, John saw immediantly that he was in trouble.
His clothes had all been cut off, he assumed by the heathen tribeswoman since he could see the wicked knives they held casually. He was gagged with a muzzled ballgag and underneath him was a bed of sharp tall nails. Even worse, sand was slowly beginning to cover him up entirely and he feared they were going to bury him aliver and leave him for dead!
Suddenly the camp fell silent. Loud footprints came from the direction of the back of John's head. Looking up he froze in fear instantly. Looming above him was the unmistable face of Osama bin Laden! He was dressed in a black turban and had an entire arsenal of handgrenades attached to his burnoose. "John Doe, you are here to learn how to survive bondage technique endurance." bin Laden said to him. "If you survive my training, you will be sent to meet those who you will serve next as a bondage slave. Even if we were to let you escape, you would never survive out here in the middle of nowhere. I have been reading both the stories you brought me and the the ones I had an "associate" print from a computer terminal."
Turning to his female guards, bin Laden commanded them to totally feminize their captive. "Turn him into an exact duplicate of that female aid worker killed when she was trying to be rescued from us by the infidel troops of the Great Satan, the United States of America! You have only 1 hour and fifteen minutes starting now. When I return you will die if I am not satisfied or if you can't complete this simple task." Turning back to John, bin Laden smirked and said, "According to rumors from my "associate" you have an eating disorder. You will soon be cured of that or my female troops will torture you slowly to death with their very sharp knives. So I suggest you stay perfectly still."
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From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Chase Ricks » Sun Oct 09, 2011 8:35 am

Chapter 4: The Feminization of John Doe
Note to readers: I refuse to advocate circumcision at all and believe it should be banned around the world. However for the purposes of this chapter and story only, it is done in order to help enhance the horror and fear as John is turned into a lady. The same with transgenderization because I unfortunately have a relative who asked to be changed from a woman into a man. Though I have never met them, it is something I refuse to answer questions about so please do not attempt to.
Silently his female captors began their task of turning John into a lady. They started by totally shaving him bald in every orifice and inch of his skin. Even between his legs was not spared. Then they grabbed a red wig made out of actual female human hair and fitted it upon his head, making slight alterations from time to time until it fit perfectly. As soon as this was sized right, they removed it only to smear the full inside with what seemed like a whole tube of Gorilla Glue before they replaced it on his bare scalp! This made it so that the wig was going to be worn by John for a very long time indeed.
Next, John watched in horror as they proceeded to circumcise his cock. Being an American, he was not very familiar with the ritual but he soon would be very familiar indeed. First, the amount of foreskin to be removed was estimated. The foreskin was then opened via the preputial orifice to reveal the glans underneath and ensure it is normal. The inner lining of the foreskin was then bluntly separated from its attachment to the glans. Surgical wrap was then placed and remained there until blood flow has stopped. Finally, the foreskin was amputated. Thankfully by this time, John had blacked out for only the second time.
Ignoring his reaction, the women continued their work in silence. Cleaning their surgical tools off briefly, one of them reached over and opened up a sealed plastic bag. Reaching inside, she pulled out two actual female breasts! Though not a word was said, it can safely be assumed they had been cleanly sliced off of one of the numerous unfound female victims of the Taliban before they were driven from power and kept frozen for this very purpose. Proceeding carefully, they slowly sliced open the area around John's breast and nipple area and removed them from his body. Then taking some sutures and surgical gauze, the gory work of attaching the breasts to his body began. John slowly moaned as he could feel the pain, but thank goodness he stayed totally unaware of the changes currently taking place to his body. After what seemed like forever, but was only an hour all was completed. John had become half man half women. They dressed him in a size 32d cup bra and proceeded to begin painting his face in simple makeup, even attaching real female eyelashes to his eyelids with a small dab of Gorilla Glue. Finally they put him in a female version of the burnoose and proceeded to dress him in heels and even painting his fingernails and toenails bright red.
At the time appointed, Osama returned to where John was still tied to the ground. "Excellent work," he said to them in a careful scripted tone of voice. "Now to think of a proper new name for him to be called by us and those afterwards whom "she will serve." After a couple of minutes of thinking, he proceeded to rename John "Jezebel" for behold he deserved to be treated as such a harlot as she was in the Old Testament in the Christian Holy Bible.
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From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Chase Ricks » Sun Oct 09, 2011 10:17 pm

Any ideas you might want seen in future chapters, simply leave me a comment. Enjoy.
Chapter 5: "Jezebel" goes to Hell literally!
Weeks passed as "Jezebel" became accustomed to their new role as camp slave and slut to the Taliban. Every morning he was woken up painfully by the guards stomping on his breasts. Then he silently went about preparing breakfast personally for Osama and his bodyguards. He had learned quickly that the slightest error or slowness at this task meant they would rape him systematically that afternoon for up to five hours, and if he tried to plead for mercy, it only got harsher. Every night he had been in a different bondage position, all of which left him extremely sore. Not once was he ever allowed to speak for he was constantly gagged except when eating or drinking. And any thoughts of escape were totally out of the question because he was always in bondage during the day time too. By now "Jezebel" had lost at least twenty pounds and silently hoped that soon this nightmare would be over.
One day (by now "Jezebel" had totally lost track of how long they had been a captive since getting feminized), Osama sent for him and said that if he completed one final task he would no longer be a slave and servant to Al Qaida but instead sent to a harsher master indeed in a totally new location as well. When told the final task, "Jezebel" almost fainted in horror. He was told to give blowjobs to all the male terrorists and to impregnate all the female terrorists!
"Jezebel," with help from the female guards only, dressed as slutlike as he possible could. Then he was given such revealing clothing as only the most poor of prostitutes wore. Yep, he was dressed in only a bra and left tied in the missionary position so he could service the men first. This meant that his mouth was always at the level of their cocks and they all took their slow sweet time forcing him to blow them off as fast as he had ever done it to anyone in his entire life. To keep him from biting down, a very sharp knife was held to his throat constantly and a Makarov combat pistol held to the back of his head where his brain stem was located. Thus he was forced to endure the furthur humilation of swallowing all of their cum too. Since there were 20 male guards, including Osama himsef to be serviced, "Jezebel spent approximately two hours performing this first half of his final task.
After a short break to have his bondage position changed and so he had some fresh water to sooth his extremely parched throat, "Jezebel" was prepared to do the final half of his last task. Tied to a tent floor spreadeagled, gagged, blindfolded, and nude he was told that the females would be "topping" him and any attempt to refuse would ensure his extremely slow death by having his flesh cut off in long skinny strips, cooked and fed to him by thefemales alone. Needless to say, he did not hesitate but did his best to allow them to ride his cock. He blacked out upon each orgasm he delivered and after approximately one hour and thirty minutes all was finished.
Releasing him from the bondage but not removing his blindfold and keeping his ankles hobbled and wrists chained behind his back, Osama ordered the men to dress him back in his original clothes. An extremely tight belt was put on his pants to keep them from falling off his body. This done, "Jezebel" was lead out of the camp and into a deep cavern entrance. "Here is where your new master will join us soon." Osama told him with a sadistic tone of voice. "If you thought I was bad, you are in for a very rude awakening." Then he began a short ritualistic chant:
"Great Ruling Council of Hell I summon thee here to collect the prize ye had me prepare. I know not your faces or names but have served thee all in the manners you have asked of me and my men. Accept now thy prize "Jezebel" in return for the new strategies and tactics promised to Al Qaida for help defeating the American infidels."
A sudden boom of thunder struck the cavern. When it died down, three evil cloaked and masked beings stood before Osama and "Jezebel." "Removest the blindfold from yonder captive." The first one commanded. Shaking in fear, Osama did just that. "Yes you have done well indeed. You kept your end of our deal and now so shall we." That said, the three figures placed their hands on Obama's head and infused him with the tactics of every battle ever fought since the beginning of life on Earth. When finished, Osama's eyes glowed an eerie bluish light and he bid farewell saying, "Jezebel this is the Ruling Council of Hell. They are your new masters now."
"Jezebel" was literally trembling in fear. Never before had he felt such evil sensations as these three prioduced just by looking at him. The hair on his wig was literally standing on end. Trying to run away, one of the figures raised his hand. Immediantly "Jezebel" was encased in demionic etherium, a mixture of metal and hellspawned magic. The same figure produced a strange looking key. It was shaped like a human body and the head of it was a skull. Walking to the wall, he pushed it in all the way and then turned it 360 degress to the left, then 180 degrees to the right and finally 90 degrees to the left. Upon the final turning, an invisible door opened up and great heat filled the cavern. Flames could be seen flickering through the walls on the inner side of the secret entrance to Hell! "Jezebel" fainted dead away, unable to take this stress anymore. But as soon as he was unconscious, the leader of the three turned to his second in command and said "Freddy, do you accept this captive willingly into your posession to torture and torment psychologically until you believe he is ready for his next master?"
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From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Lil'Neks » Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:15 am

Please continue, this is amazing

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Chase Ricks » Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:06 pm

> NekoEmo wrote:Please continue, this is amazing

Thanks I just happened to have a very huge amount of time available for writing.
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Dark-Desire » Sat Oct 15, 2011 2:24 am

Removed at the request of Jay.
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### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Chase Ricks » Sat Oct 15, 2011 2:38 am

Chapter 6 Jezebel meets Tiffany
â€œTiffany I want you to take care of my new plaything, give it a warm welcome but donâ€™t over do it like last time.â€ Freddy said as he burst into flames and disappeared, â€œHeâ€™s never going to let me live that down is he? It wasnâ€™t my fault she wandered into the maze of the dead and got eaten,â€ Tiffany muttered as she entered the first ring of hell and began to chant a retrieval spell.
Tiffany wasnâ€™t your average inhabitant of hell, as her soul inhabited a small doll after her lover Chucky killed her and transferred her soul as revenge for mocking his similar condition. After a rather lengthy killing spree with Chucky, she was killed finding herself in hell still in her doll form. It wasnâ€™t long before she was approached by Freddy to be the master of the first ring of hell in exchange for a chance for her soul to return to earth and kill again some day.
In a large dark room Jezebel awoke naked, confused, and scared surrounded by bones and ceremonial candles â€œWhere am I, all I can remember is being feminized by the Taliban, raped forced to give blowjobs to the men and impregnate the females,â€ he said as he looked for an exit.
Opening a door he gasped in horror as he gazed out upon the fiery landscape filled with tortured souls and demons. â€œOh my god I am in hell, am I dead?â€ he wondered as he slipped on an old robe he found the floor that just about covered his genitals as he continued to walk down the hall checking every room along the way.
As he reached the end of the hall he entered the last chamber his eyes were drawn to a head sat upon a pedestal, the head turned opening its eyes scaring Jezebel witless. â€œA fresh victim for my overlords I see, time to do my part Klaatu Barada Nikto,â€ the head chanted before closing it eyes and assuming its original position.
â€œHey what do you mean by overl-what the hellâ€ Jezebel exclaimed as his robed disintegrated to reveal 3 strips of cloth, two across his chest one above his breasts and the other below and one vertically down the centre of his body stopping short of his cock, the vertical strip was attached to another piece of fabric that looped around his neck loosely.
Without warning the strips of fabric across his chest tightened pinning his upper arms in place, this was followed by the vertical strip which extended as it quickly shot between his legs tightly compressing his genitals breaking in two as it reached his lower back, each piece of the newly broken strip grabbed one of Jezebelâ€™s wrists folding them tightly behind his back as a fourth strip emerged from the collar wrapping around them tightly before sliding between his legs and merging with the first vertical strip.
Jezebel was terrified as he was now unable to move his arms. â€œWhat did you do to me you stupid rotting head, maybe if I repeat the words I can g-MMMPPPHHH!!!â€ Jezebel screamed as his collar enveloped the lower half of his face as well as his shoulders, he was completely helpless only able to use his legs which brought him pain as each step applied then relieved pressure on his already compacted crotch.
As he approached the door he used to enter a coffin burst out of the ground behind swinging open. â€œThe depths of hell await you Jezebel!â€ a demonic voice boomed from within the pitch black coffin as two demonic hands burst forth. Jezebel panicked as he tried to make a dash for the door but the hands grabbed his ankles yanking him to the floor. â€œMMMMPPPPHHHHHHH!!!!â€ Jezebel screamed as he was dragged to the coffin where a third arm emerged grabbing his and standing him upright as he was pulled into the coffin, the door slamming shut as he was engulfed by the darkness.
A few seconds later the coffin burst out of the ground in a large red room with a few holes in the wall but nothing else, opening up and spitting Jezebel out in front of Tiffany â€œWelcome to the first gate of hell, I am Tiffany your master for this level,â€ she sadistically giggled working around Jezebel inspecting his body and the bonds holding him. Jezebel could only stair in disbelief as Tiffany was a 15 inch tall doll with blonde hair. â€œWhat you havenâ€™t ever seen a doll possessed by a human soul before?â€ Tiffany hissed as she clicked her fingers removing Jezebelâ€™s bonds.
â€œIf you havenâ€™t already worked it out, you are in hell to be more precise youâ€™re in the first ring of hell.â€ Tiffany said calmly waiting for his response â€œThe first ring of hell, why am I here?â€ Jezebel replied trying not to sound afraid, â€œYouâ€™re here because my master wants you trained; there are five levels in all. Mine is just a basic introduction and torture session the rest will be so much worse,â€ Tiffany said sounding almost sad as she knew what awaited him.
â€œMaster said you were special but I didnâ€™t think this special, itâ€™s almost a shame I have to torture you,â€ Tiffany said as she caught sight of his cock. â€œYou think you can torture me I doubt it youâ€™re just a puppet,â€ Jezebel mocked not thinking he was in hell. â€œYou think Iâ€™m just a puppet, in hell I have powers beyond your comprehension.â€ Tiffany giggled, clicking her fingers again this time chains erupted from the ground grabbing Jezebelâ€™s arms and legs pinning him a spread-eagle position.
â€œLet me go right now, thereâ€™s nothing you can do to me except bind me.â€ Jezebel pleaded, tugging at the etherium chains holding him down â€œI might not be able to do anything but my pet Ashley can, I think its time you were silenced,â€ Tiffany remarked clicking her fingers one last time making a chain with a ball in the centre erupt out the ground near Jezebelâ€™s head forcing the ball between his teeth before returning to the ground on the other side of his head.
Jezebel was now at the mercy of Tiffany who was summoning her pet. â€œYou will satisfy my pet or I will hurt you, â€œTiffany hissed as an average height blonde woman emerged from a hole in the wall. â€œThis is Ashley she traded her soul for 3 years in exchange for knowledge and power, she has been with me for a year now.â€ Tiffany said gesturing Ashley to Jezebelâ€™s cock.
Ashley began to lightly rub Jezebelâ€™s cock making it hard as he tried his best to resist. â€œYou better not resist or else I will have to punish you,â€ Tiffany hissed as Jezebelâ€™s cock was now fully erect and ready for Ashley. â€œI refuse to be raped especially by a slave of a puppet, â€œJezebel thought as he tried to lose his erection. Ashley spread her legs slowly lowering herself onto Jezebelâ€™s cock causing him to scream in agony.
â€œIâ€™m sorry. I forgot to mention I used some of my hell powers to make Ashleyâ€™s pussy as hot as the pits down below, but donâ€™t worry it wonâ€™t leave any burns you will only feel the pain,â€ Tiffany giggled closely inspecting feminization enhancements he had done. Ashley rode Jezebel showing little signs of pleasure or emotion almost like a zombie ignoring all of Jezebelâ€™s screams until he came which was her signal to dismount him.
â€œYou did well Ashley now leave us. Iâ€™m impressed you didnâ€™t pass out from the pain master chose you well,â€ Tiffany remarked before she began to chant again. â€œThe pain was unbearable and she said that the other levels where worse, I donâ€™t think I will survive,â€ Jezebel thought holding back the tears from the intense pain and gravity of the situation. Tiffany finished chanting and approached Jezebel â€œYou will now be transported to level two and I hope you survive,â€ Tiffany said clicking her fingers to remove his bonds.
Jezebel slowly stood up but before he could move the coffin burst out the ground behind him. â€œMMMPPPPHHH!!!!â€ he screamed as a demonic arm clamped over his mouth followed by four more grabbing his arms and legs dragging him back into the darkness, he was spat out a few seconds later in a large room filled with filing cabinets and bodies. â€œI hope these arenâ€™t souls of people who couldnâ€™t survive the torture,â€ Jezebel thought while looking for an exit, little knowing he was being watched from the shadows.
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From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Chase Ricks » Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:11 am

Chapter 7 Jezebel meets Samara
Jezebel slowly walked around what looked like a filing room being careful not to touch any of the bodies on the ground. â€œThis place is huge. I'm never going to find an exit,â€ he thought as he caught sight of someone In the corner of his eye quickly turning to face them, Jezebel froze in place as he stared at a woman wearing a dirty white dress with pale grey skin and long black hair that covered her face.
â€œWhoâ€¦ who are youâ€ Jezebel nervously asked slowly stepping away from the woman. â€œI am Samara and trying to run won't help you,â€ Samara said softly as she pulled two giants file cabinets up to Jezebelâ€™s back. â€œWhat are youâ€¦ planning to do to me??â€ Jezebel asked already having a pretty good idea of what was to come â€œI'm going to play with you just like I did with all these people,â€ Samara said as she approached Jezebel placing her hand on his head burning the images of her death into his head and all subsequent deeds.
Samara was one of most feared spirits in hell who answered to few others. Growing up she had to contend with the emergence of otherworldly abilities that droves those close to her mad until the day her adoptive mother killed her dropping her body into a well. After this day she imprinted a curse onto a video tape cursing all those who watched to death 7 days later. This is when she crossed paths with Freddy as both came to take the life of teen on elm street, she was offered a position in hell where she now tortures the souls of those who watch her tape.
â€œWhat the hell did you do to me??â€ Jezebel asked as he struggled to understand the images in his head â€œThose are the images of my death as well all the evil I did thereafter, let it be a reminder to you that you shouldnâ€™t cross me,â€ Samara hissed as she gestured for Jezebel to follow. â€œHe fell for the robe test now to see if he is stupid enough to try escaping,â€ Samara thought as she led him to an exit.
â€œWhat is that door over there???â€ Jezebel asked not expecting a reply. â€œThatâ€™s one of the few exits from hell, but if you try to escape you will be punished,â€ Samara said as she watched Jezebel contemplate escape. Without warning Jezebel shoved Samara to the ground and dashed down the long corridor to the exit. â€œThat little bitch no-one shoves me and get away with it,â€ Samara hissed clicking her finger producing a ball of liquid etherium and tossing it at Jezebel followed by another click of her fingers.
Jezebel got closer to the door as the etherium hit his back, quickly pulling his arms into an armbinder. â€œDoes she really think an armbinder can stop me?â€ Jezebel thought, not noticing the rope that was tightly looped around his genitals. The etherium slowly crept up his neck and into his mouth creating a tight ball-gag though this didnâ€™t faze him as the exit was within reach when he suddenly slammed to the ground screaming in pain.
Jezebel rolled round on the ground in agony looking down to see his genitals losing blood flow as the etherium forced his legs into a frogtie. â€œIt hurts so much I think I might black out,â€ he thought as Samara grabbed the other end of the rope and began to drag him back causing him further agony. â€œThis should teach him how disobedience is handled in hell,â€ Samara muttered as she pulled Jezebel to her feet admiring the look of fear and agony etched onto his face.
â€œYou are the first person to ever physically assault me in an attempt to escape. If you werenâ€™t masters plaything I would flay the flesh from your bones right now,â€ Samara hissed as she lifted him off the ground by the rope around his genitals. â€œMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!â€ Jezebel screamed as the full weight of his body was now supported by his crotch as Samara attached the rope to a hook on the ceiling.
â€œYou will experience intense pain beyond belief it will drive you the edge of madness,â€ Samara remarked as she clicked her fingers causing 5 of the corpses to stand up and approach Jezebel. â€œThe pain is unbearable. I will have to remain motionless but those corpses will make that hardâ€ Jezebel thought as Samara passed each corpse a whip instructing them to repeatedly flog him.
Jezebel screamed and flailed as the whips hit his exposed body with great force and accuracy for over thirty minutes. â€œMaster wanted him broken this will surely do the trick,â€ Samara thought as she clicked her fingers causing the corpses to fall down before she removed the rope from around his genitals much to Jezebelâ€™s relief. â€œI am not sure how I survived that onslaught but thank god its over,â€ Jezebel thought as feeling returned to his crotch bringing with it an intense pain that nearly knocked him out.
â€œsoon you will be sent to the next ring to endure my tortures from your darkest nightmares," Samara said as she removed his bonds and forced him to his feet before. Chanting an incantation Jezebel had earlier heard Tiffany chant before, he was grabbed by the coffin. Suddenly a pack of rotting hands rose from the ground under Jezebel grabbing his feet slowly pulling him down into the ground.
Jezebel frantically clawed at the cabinets as his waist reached the hole in the ground â€œI wont be taken below I w-MMMPPPHHH!!!â€ Jezebel screamed as one of the hands clamped over his mouth as another pinned his arms behind his back, Jezebel was reduced to tears as his head slowly submerged, his last sight was Samara grinning evilly as she waved goodbye.
Jezebel was dropped unconscious into what seemed to be a sacrificial chamber where he was grabbed by a robed woman who carried him to the altar before waving her hand over him dressing him in lingerie complete with heels stocking and garter before leaving to inform her mistress her task was complete.
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Jay Feely » Thu Oct 20, 2011 9:07 am

Your nothing more then a cyber bully who thinks its fair to humuliate younger members of this site. I have no choice but to ignore any posts you make.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by lonewolfandfriends » Thu Oct 20, 2011 3:49 pm

> jay wrote:Your nothing more then a cyber bully who thinks its fair to humuliate younger members of this site. I have no choice but to ignore any posts you make.

I realize that I should stay out of this but what exactly did Shane do to make u so mad and. KnOw ignore his posts?

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Chase Ricks » Fri Oct 21, 2011 12:58 am

Delete.
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From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: What Nightmares May Come- Reposted

Post by Chase Ricks » Fri Oct 21, 2011 3:05 am

Just finished creating several journal entries on Gaia Online for this story and my original revenge story. Now neither will be lost to viewers. On Gaia Online I go by the username cricks5. I welcome comments there only if none will be forthcoming anytime soon here on this site for my stories only. http://www.gaiaonline.com/journal/?mode=view&u=445775 Here is the link. Enjoy yourselves I am crashing for a few hours of much needed sleep. Happy birthday to me...."snores"
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.