Lust Ring part 1 script

(Listener walking down hotel hall, knocks on Alastor's door fx)

Oh, there you are, Dear, come on in, sit here on the couch.

(Fire crackling fx; soft jazz, Listener walks on carpet fx)

Eh, I'm just going through my mail. Nifty's kindly been amassing it all week, and presented it moments ago. (paper rustling fx)

No, just nugatory (useless) rubbish.

Advertisements for a new garbage restaurant that literally serves garbage. Overload records, my taxes...

Darling, taxes were invented in Hell. Of course we have to pay them, even I!

Oh, yay, I apparently won a sweepstakes that I never entered.

Hmmm? What's that handsome little envelope?

Oho, it's from my dear friend, Asmodeus.

I tell you, that man spares no expense on his stationary. 100 lb cover linen (luxury paper)... swanky.

"Hello again, Alastor, I hope this letter finds you well.
     
Our recent talk about Hell-born employment was eye-opening - nothing goes unnoticed by you!

In other news, I'm unveiling a line of Ozzie toys with life-like licking actions. It's set to release in a month.

I heard about the recent schedule shifts for the Pride Overlords. I know that can't be easy. How about I extend to you an invitation to the Lust Ring, so you can re-calibrate yourself?

I won't be able to meet you, because Fizz and I'm heading over to Envy (Ring) for some business negations.

I'll put you on a priority list at my club. Bring your friend, and prepare to set your inhibitions free.

Signed, His Royal Majesty, King Asmodeus.

Even stamped his sigil (seal) in gold leaf.

PS: Try my new whiskey - It'll knock you on your back.

(folding letter fx) Ooo, the Lust Ring! I haven't been there for a minute (in a long time).

Oh, you'd love it! It's a neon-lit paradise, a modern Sodom and Gomorrah (two sexually-driven cities in Abrahamic religions). Imagine the Entertainment District on a monstrous  scale.

It's a decadent wonderland of hedonism, all for the purpose of bringing bodily gratification.

A very exclusive Ring.

We can stay at one of those boutique love hotels, right next to Ozzie's night club. See the sights, do some shopping.... It'll be fun!

Wh- me?! You think I'm looking for an excuse to be wildly intimate with you?

Oh, no, no, what gave you such a torrid idea?

Despite the name, the Lust Ring is one of the most artistically-rich regions of Hell.

 For millennia, lust has stoke the flames of creativity. Such burning passion can be seen in poetry, sculpture, paintings, writing, and music

It's home to some of the greatest artists who ever lived, so it's not all indecent

But... the parts that are, really pack a wallop.

Ooo, I'm getting excited just thinking about it.

Even its air titillates. There's a natural occurrence in the atmosphere called the "Lust Languidness".

It fires up one's brain and body in all sorts of impassioned ways.

You can say they're pheromones, yes, reverting all into untamed animals.

Burning... throbbing...

to feel that red-hot wave, pulsing through them, swelling all the delicate tissues....

Moaning, gasping, and clawing, for that granule of pleasure that explodes into a kaleidoscope of blinding, pulsating color!

You want me to show you those colors? Want to chase the ephemeral (fleeting) with me?

Your Gräfenberg (G) spot?

Maybe... if you implore nicely....

(kissing fx)

Why don't you recline on the couch, and allow me the pleasure of stripping off your bottom garments?

You're frisky. I like that very... very... much.

Do you want me to go in dry or wet?

Ready?

(fingers slide in fx)

And now, I'll just stroke my fingers like so. (wet sounds fx)

What naughty faces you make for me. All I'll doing is massaging your anterior wall.

Your sounds are that of a beast in heat, screaming for copulation.

(creaking sound of antlers fx) You're making my antlers germinate (grow).

Your scent... (Wendigo voice) It's driving me fucking wild!

(regular voice)While I see to that luscious spot in you,  I'm going to pleasure myself with my free hand. Is it a deal?

(unzipping zipper, masturbation sounds fx)

You're swollen... will you erupt for me, my love?

Your muscles are so tight around my fingers!

You want this... you want this so much you can't get enough of me!

You've no shame... you don't care if the others hear you.

You're -

Oh my, my, what a little waterworks you are!

Catch your breath, Dear.

(licking fingers fx) I'll never get enough of your flavor!

(Kissing fx)

Ready again?

(masturbation and fingering resumes fx)

I'm going for it this time!

(growling fx)

How's it feel to have the Radio Demon rubbing his fingers in you? His fingers wet with your cocktails of sexual fluids?

Oh, good, good, good, yes, yes Dear!

(animalistic snorting fx)

Grab my antlers! Hurry! Hurry!

Hold them, hold them, hold them!

(heavy animalistic breathing again fx)

(Wendigo voice voce) I'm going to cum on your crotch! It's-it's going to drip everywhere!

(orgasm)

(antlers shrinking fx)

Cher, are you all right? I sort of lost it there at the end...

So my antlers didn't hurt you?

Good.

Let me wipe you off. (wiping sounds fx)

You liked that?

Come here, you.

(Listener leans over into Alastor's embrace; leather couch creaks fx)

I love holding you like this.

So, where were we? Ah, yes, the Lust Ring! We're going to have a swell time, I guarantee! Pack your best clothes, and bring your brightest smile, for we will paint the town red (have a fun time).

(contented groans, purrs)

Oh, you.