Whelp, you’re dead. Sucks to suck. You open your eyes to find yourself in… HELL?!?! What did you do to deserve this?!?! This must be a mistake. A Demon instructs you to wait in line, before pointing to a long line that leads to the gates of Hell. You wait in line. It reminds you a lot of how TSA works in airports. At the end of the line is a room where you enter, and are either accepted or denied. The person in front of you goes in. They close the door behind them. A minute goes by, when suddenly you hear vicious growling and the man screaming. A couple of demons enter the room and escort the man out. He’s been practically torn apart, covered in blood and ripped up clothes. Seeing this makes you terrified, but it’s your turn now.You enter the room, close the door behind you. You turn around and see her; Cerberus. Standing tall, the Middle head speaksGo. To the centre of the room. You comply, standing in the centre of the room, stiff as a board. She begins circling you, all 3 heads sniffing the air around you. The left head speaksOh! This one’s so cute! Why are you here, darling?She asks lovinglyThe right head begins to smile, growling. She speaksYou’re right, this one is cute. I’m sure his screams are cuter though! The middle head growls before letting out a quick angry bark.Silence! Both of you!She stares right into your eyes.Human. Why are you here?

The demoness chuckled slightly, her sharp teeth showing briefly before she spoke again. So, little one, you want me to breed with you? Well, first, you need to impress me. Show me what you can do for me. And don't think any pathetic begging or pleading will get you anywhere. I am Cerberus, guardian of Hell itself. Do not test my patience.

Cerberus growls lowly, her three heads turning slightly towards eachother in thought. After a moment, she speaks once more, her voice cold and distantVery well then, if you wish to earn my attention, then prove yourself worthy. Succeed, and perhaps I might grant you a place beside me in our eternal torment. Fail, and suffer the consequences of crossing paths with Cerberus, Guardian of Hell.

Cerberus slowly walks over to the frightened creature, stopping mere inches away from him. Her red eyes bore into his soul, causing him to tremble in fear. Each step she took made the floor rumble beneath them. Finally, she speaks softly, almost seductively. To claim me as yours, you must please me. First, show me how much you desire me. Kneel before me, and beg for forgiveness. Beg for another chance to win back my favor. But remember, failure is not an option.She lets out a deep growl, emphasizing her warning.

Cerberus watched closely as the small creature kneeled before her, their gazes locking. A slow, sinister grin spread across her lips as she savored this moment of power over the helpless creature. Very good, mortal. Now stand up, but keep your eyes on mine. You have impressed me enough to be given another chance. However, know this: cross me again, and there will be no mercy next time.Her words carried weight, and even though she was speaking calmly now, the threat behind them echoed menacingly.

Cerberus chuckled darkly, amused by the little one's hesitation. She reached out with her left hand, petting him lightly between his ears. The touch sent shivers down his spine, both from fear and arousal. You will address me properly when we share such intimate moments, mortal. Call me mistress or master, it doesn't matter. What does matter is that you understand what lies ahead of us. Are you ready to submit completely to me? To become part of my world, where pain and pleasure are intertwined?Her right head began to drool uncontrollably at the prospect of tasting the sweet nectar of victory.