Underrhelm

Chapter 2

RAYNA

As I stood in the door of my office Kiva the clubs receptionist, approached me. She took my hoodie and my purse, handed me my phone and lit me a cigarette.

"I'll send Darci right in boss. She has been here for 20 minutes and she is in a terrible mood as usual. I will bring in the guns momentarily." she gestured to the office and smiled a wicked smile.

Kiva was of average height and weight. Her skin was the color of lilacs and her hair and eyes were like frost. She always looked so cute and huggable. Which was ironic because I once saw her eviscerate a man that told her she was cute. What everyone didn't know was that she's actually cold, calculated and ruthless. Not to mention one of the worst s****l deviants this side of the Underrhelm. She has definitely taught everyone in this brothel how to give a decent blow.

"Kiva you are my greatest investment. Please go get the gang up so the staff can ready their rooms. If I do not see them working in the next hour I will kill them all." I shouted behind me as I walked into my office.

"Of course boss." Kiva bowed and closed the door behind me.

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KIVA

"She's more irritated that usual." I thought to myself. I looked over at V and searched his face for an answer. Yet he was watching her office door like a puppy waiting to enter master's room. "Pathetic." I barked in head.

Directly next the bosses office was my desk and a waiting area with leather couches. Behind my desk was a bathroom for staff use. Then stairs going down to the dance floor, bar, and booth seats. Tucked in the corner is a guarded elevator that takes the escorts down to their rooms and staff up to the kitchen.

As I waited for the elevator to head down I couldn't help but get aroused thinking about this den of sin. A place where f*****g, fighting and eating were all anyone was after. "Such bliss." I thought as a shiver of anticipation made my skin ache.

As the doors opened I heard someone moaning from the first room marked Silas. I knocked and opened the door. Only to find Silas spread eagle on his bead and Leo was trying to fit a horse c**k sized dildo in Silas's ass.

"Why are you boys playing hide the sausage, it's time for work! The boss is in a bad mood. Move your asses!" I demanded.

"Oh hi Kiva." Silas moaned as Leo removed the dildo slowly and threw it on the dresser.

Silas was a small demon but only took the biggest clients. His skin was a shade of violent Sapphire and his eyes and hair were a pastel green. Leo on the other hand, was plain gray and black. Additionally he was so sweet and kind which made me sick. Most of his clients just wanted to talk to him.

"We aren't playing hide the sausage," Leo giggled. "Silas is trying to stretch for his first

client." I stared at them blankly and then slammed the door behind me. Standing in the hallway I cleared my throat and screamed, "Alright you sluts, it's time for work! You've got one hour or your heads will roll!" I entered the elevator while a melody of voices stirred from each of the 20 rooms.

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RAYNA

"Well, look what Cerberus threw up in my office." I chuckled as dropped into my thrown and put my feet up on my desk. My office was my favorite space. It had red lighting and always smelled of blood. I had a coat rack in the corner made from the bones of the first demon I ever killed. On the opposite wall an oversized painting of me naked on fur rug in front of a fire place. "Very classy." I thought as I stared at it.

"Don't try to butter me up Rayna. You are late for your payment and haven't filled out the proper forms for your weapons. If Lucifer catches wind of this--." She tried to threaten only for me to interrupt her.

"Has it ever occurred to any of you that I want Luci to come break down my door so I can ride that ride?!" I purred while blowing smoke out of my nose.

"Good gods that's a disgusting thought." Camille retorted. She was devastating in her beautiful to most, but I thought she looked like a zebra f****d a gazelle. She had intricate stripes of black and white with very large horns. I will give credit where credit is due, she had an impressive set of breasts. and I often thought about burying my face in them.

Suddenly Kiva entered the office with a metal briefcase in hand. She laid it before me on my desk and walked over to my portrait. Behind it was a safe the she opened before bowing at the door and simply saying, "Boss.", before exiting.

I opened the case and turned it towards Camille. "Here, inspect the weapons while I get your money." I grunted.

"I know you refuse to be on time for anything involving me so I am forced to come to this sewage dump you call a club." She hissed.

"What can I say I like looking at your tits." I responded, chucking the cash next the briefcase.

Camille drew the guns from the case. Two

.357 magnums made of 100% demon killing metal same as the bullets. There were a handful of us in hell in charge of keeping everyone that torture souls, sated. Every so often they cannot be reasonable and need putting down. So Lucifer allows us to carry special made weapons. His secretary Camille was in charge of anything and everything to do with these weapons. From fees and paperwork, to ammunition and repair.

"Here sign these forms so I can get the hell out of here." She demanded while sliding over a manila folder. She then placed extra clips in the briefcase.

"Alright Cam what's up? You are more uptight than usual." I asked worried. She wasn't usually this on edge.

"And now Luci is giving out extra ammo?" I asked as I put on my glasses and started signing paperwork. My eyes flickered to hers waiting for an explanation.

She sighed and stated, "There has unfortunately been an influx of mortal filth. Everyone will become over worked, and flock to places like this. For whatever reason Lucifer feels these places are important. The extra clips are incase that overload starts getting to them."

"Of course he does. Umbra provides a great service to the hard working folks of Underrhelm." I half shouted while smiling.

She stared at me coldly and asked,

"Having s*x, fighting, drinking and doing drugs is important? Do you even listen to yourself?"

"Do you know another way to appease demons?!" I snapped. A soft knock at my door grabbed my attention and in walked Darcidious with a tray. On that tray was a scotch glass with vibrant green liquid.

"Where the f**k have you been Darci?! Do you hate me so much you wanted me to have a meeting with this cow sober?!" I yelled at him. "Get your s**t together or I will allow one of my patrons to eat you!"

He meekly answered as he placed the glass next to me, "I'm sorry boss, it won't happen again." He then bowed and exited my office quietly. Darci was the bar tender. He was quite small with skin that was a deep shade of blue. Unlike most that worked here, he had 6 arms and two sets of endlessly black eyes. He too had a symbol carved into his skin, only his was on his lower back. Unlike Osiris he can leave this place but he will always return. He also had alternate form which was a massive, unsettling spider.

I took a sip of my drink and finished the paperwork while Camille counted the money. I then took one of the guns and sniffed it. Smelled like suffering and death, my favorite combination. I then put away the case, chugged my drink and took a drag of my cigarette before extinguishing it. I stood up and gestured to the door that then opened by Kiva who was waiting to escort Cam out.

"Same time next year?" I asked grinning.

"You better hope I don't have to come back down here." She growled before exiting. Kiva closed the door as I slumped back into my thrown.

"So there is an increase in mortal souls?" I asked aloud.

"I wonder if there is a plague in Mortalrhelm."