"Hey. Hey. Hey!" Lute snapped as you continued to squirm in a panic.
With an explosive eye roll, Lute grabbed each of her ass cheeks and forced them onto you, entombing you in her pale flesh and bringing your squirming to a halt.
"There we go. Now just sit there like a good pet for a moment." Lute said as she released her cheeks.
You didn't get much chance to enjoy that as you felt the angel bend and twist before light seeped in and a pair of pale fingers pulled you free of the massive boulders.
"Agh what the hell. I could have suffocated." You snapped before you belted up at Lute's glare.
And your gaze drifted down to notice that she'd taken off her armour to rest in her underwear.
"Hey! Eyes up perv!" She snapped.
You obeyed in a moment.
"Better." She smiled. "Now I'm guessing that you're new to the afterlife because you wouldn't have suffocated. You don't actually need to breathe. None of us do anymore. Just a reflex action you'll tame in time. But you can feel pain. See?"
The angel released you, leaving you to fall on her mattress.
"Aren't angels supposed to be merciful?" You asked as she loomed over like... well like an angel.
"Oh we are." She smiled, looking very much like a cat who'd caught a fat mouse. "My name's Lute and you should be worshipping me tiny. I plucked you out from the gutter of Hell to the majesty of Heaven."
Why did Hell feel like the safer option?
"Now I don't know what you did to get sent down there."
Probably murdering fascists with a bit more torture than was strictly necessary. You opened your mouth but she plowed on "But I don't care. Welcome to a life better than a degenerate like you could ever deserve."
"And what is this gonna be like?"
Lute's glare somehow deepened at being interrupted but she pushed back the indignation. "Ok. All my mortal life, I was a good girl. Went to church, funded Junior Republican efforts and doxed my dyke of a sister to death before I got the eternal reward of slaughtering cunts like you and her."
Lute leaned in, her expression becoming more curious. "Then I saw you and I don't know. At first I just wanted it to be a power thing but feeling you squirm around with the twins." She slapped her butt to emphasize her point. "Well. Maybe you can hang around with me. Power and... whatever that was."
Oh. An angry, sexually repressed lesbian in life and now it continued in death. Somehow Heaven was the true definition of Hell.
"Ok listen... Lute." Wow her parents must have really hated her. Wasn't hard to see why. "I get that you've clearly never touched, or been touched by, anyone, including yourself. Ever. But-"
"Butt?" She cut you off with a sadistic smile. "Well why not?"
And before you could say anything, the angel turned around and a veritable mountain of ass dropped atop you.
"Yeah! You like that, don't you, you little pervert!?" Lute growled as she ground her fat ass onto you. "Squirm! Squirm for me you little piece of shit!"
Yeah. Yeah this truly was hell.
1) After a while of grinding you, Lute slips you directly between her cheeks to see if that feels different.
2) Lute is curious to see what you'd feel like inside her vagina.
3) Lute is called to combat training. And you're coming with her for a very literal boot camp experience.
4) More tired than she realized from the Extermination, Lute falls asleep. Maybe you can slip out. But then again, perhaps not.
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