Mimi was covered in blood, it dripped from her mouth, the ends of her hair and down her bare thighs. The white of her teeth flashed through the red on her face as she thought, 'This is the meaning of life. Fight, kill, grow stronger.'
She looked towards the moaning and cries coming from beside the savaged corpse of the Lamia they had summoned, fought and captured. There, in the cleared space of their magic circle was a tangle of beautiful limbs and soft curves belonging to 4 of the Hellfire Club members. They writhed, stroked and licked each other through the ecstatic rush that came at the end of each ritual. It was overwhelming, as Mimi well knew.
"Want to join them?" Debbie whispered from beside her, as she stroked Mimi's arm.
