Maisy knew there was some deep trauma that Rachael suffered before the two meet in college. While Rachael did confide in her in regards to some incidents involving her father the Reverend Church; news of Rachael being raped in high school was a complete shock to her. Watching as her lover stormed out of the restaurant she and Atargatis followed, leaving Astoroth to deal with an upset maître dee over the lunch bill.
Stepping outside, Rachael followed the sounds of an ear shattering scream roughly a block away. Storming to the commotion and approaching a mob of demons surrounding a group of scared and frighten humans as they are being tormented by a large demon wearing a black hood covering his facial features. His large equine dick and furry balls on full display as one human struggles to free himself as he is pinned to the ground thank to the demon’s hoof pressing down his back. Along with the demon torturer was a dour looking demoness wearing a translucent shift who’s hem ends at her knees. Knees bent backwards as she stands on the hind legs of a goat. With her horns curled around her ears and her facing sporting a slight muzzle and scowl; she jots down a few notes as the crowd erupts in cheers at the spectacle.
“Steven Emanuel Storm,” the demoness speaking over the crowd; “you are to spend your sentence in hell for the crimes of rape, assault, rape of a child and being a member of the Iron Knights,” The demon being formal pausing so she lets the last crime linger in the air; “before you are to be pressed into servitude in repair and modernizing Dis, is there anything you would like to say?”
“Fuck you, you foul bitch,” the human practically screaming.
“Wrong answer,” the torturer pressing further down on his back.
“Then let the next citizen come forth to have their fun,” the official looking demon booming.
“That will be me,” Rachael stepping forward; her eyes glaring menacingly at the human struggling on the ground.
“State you name,” the demon approaching Rachael; “and why you should be the next to torment this meat sack.”
“I,” Rachael pausing before seeing Maisy and her mother join the crowd. “I am Lady Tenebra,” Rachael stating her court name; “Betrothed to Lady Miasma Morningstar.” Rachael pauses as the crowd hushes while she approaches Steven.
“I have only been here for a day,” Rachael continuing to speak; “but before I became a demon, I was a human who went by the name of Rachael Elizabeth Church.” Steven just mouthed an ‘oh shit’ moment as Rachael was still speaking. “When I was 16 years old,” Rachael pointing to Steven; “this sad excuse for a human being raped me during my high school prom. He never faced justice as his father,” Rachael snarling; "a police chief ensured he was never charged for the vicious assault!"
The official looking demoness arched an eyebrow as she looked upon her notes. Muttering as she went over the man’s crimes she nodded as the rape of Rachael Church was prominently noted in Stevens list of crimes.
“Very well,” the demon nodding to the torturer; “Xarxes shall assist you if you so desire.”
“Show me your strap ons,” Rachael looking grim as ignores the struggling human who is now tied to a stake to prevent escaping. Being lead to a table, Rachael looks on in amazement as all sorts of tools and implements designed to inflict pain. Spying a cylindrical object with sharp metal spikes designed to bite and grab flesh; Rachael grinned as she pointed to the menacing looking dildo. The torturer nodding as he assists Rachael in putting on the strap on.
The naked blue scaled demon looked out of place with a large red dildo sporting metal spike bent towards her; yet the crowd of observers look on not daring to interrupt or suggest additional acts of depravity. The torturer picked up Steven and slung him to a nearby table. Forcing him to bed over as he is tied in place; Rachael gets a good view of Steven’s untouched anus.
“Just as you violated me,” Rachael snarling; “I violate you.”
Steven screams as Rachael shoves the dildo in as far as she can. Pulling out, the first set of barbs dig in and begin tearing flesh; Steven screams in pain as Rachael thrusts back in, burying the shaft farther into his rectum. Pulling out and thrusting back in; Steven’s blood begins to coat and lube the painful phallic device Rachael is using to give the human, pain he has never experienced before in life. Pain he will now experience in hell.
After ten minutes, Rachael thrusts in one more time; Rachael signals to the hooded torturer for a whip. Pulling out of him; the strap on brings with it pieces of Steven’s flesh stuck on the barbs. The poor human bleeding profusely as he cries wishing for death to take him. Yet death never comes. Instead Rachael use the whip the torturer gave her and she begins to scourge Steven’s backside with strikes from the barbed end of the whip. Steven who has nearly passed out from blood loss is force fed a vile cocktail that instantly begin to knit flesh back together as she unhooks the strap on and allows it to fall to the ground.
Rachael scowls as the damage she did to the man who once violated begins to heal. She notices a branding iron and grabs it. Before the torturer could react to stop or assist Rachael; She flips Steven onto his back and presses the hot brand on his chest. He screams in pure terror as the smell of burnt flesh begins to linger in the square. Pulling back the brand to see it reads Rapist; Rachael turns to nod at the official demon signaling that she was finished.
“Make sure that brand doesn’t fade, nor heal,” Rachael handing the iron to the hooded torturer.
She then notices several other humans, all naked and chained to several posts. Recognizing Steven’s father a retired police chief and also a member of the Iron Knights; she heads towards him and slaps him hard in the face.
“You know what your son did to me,” Rachael glaring that the frighten man who no longer has any power or influence. “Don’t be surprised,” Rachael looking at the gathered crowd; “if you get the same treatment by someone else.”
Walking back to the crowd and away from Steven who is now being dragged back to the post he was originally tied on; Rachael approaches Maisy and her mother who both witnessed the entire display. Maisy doesn’t say a word, yet Atargatis embraces her daughter as Rachael starts to sob but manages to hold back her tears.
“Can we go home,” Rachael half blubbering; “I don’t want the crowd to see me cry.”
“Of course,” Maisy nodding. Noticing her aunt Astaroth approaching; clearly irked at getting stuck with a restaurant bill, giving her a silent nod in apology. Rachael leaving her mother’s embrace steps through the portal Maisy made; taking the two back to their home; all the while the crowd erupts in cheers as a new human is brought forth for their moment of torture and pain.