Der gottliche Dungeon

“I greatly admire the work you are doing with Mia Gallo,” Elke said. “I can only imagine from the very little you have told me what she has been through, hmm? She looks to have regained confidence in her body, yes? That is good, Eden Marsh. Very very good, hmm? But you are still neglecting yourself. Everyone is experiencing you — but what are you, Eden Marsh, experiencing? I will be that experience for you, yes?”

“Elke, love,” Eden said. “How do I do that when so many people, and Mia need—”

Elke cut her off.

“I can show you much better than I can tell you, hmm?”

Elke embraced Eden from behind, and slowly slid her hand into Eden’s jeans.

“Elke, love, I don’t think—” Eden started.

Oh.

Alrighty.

Mmm.

Eden could feel herself going limp in Elke’s embrace.

Elke then removed her hand and licked her fingers.

“Mmm,” Elke said. “Delicious. Absolutely divine even, hmm?”

Eden was speechless.

She then turned Eden toward her, and kissed her softly on the lips.

“I like you very much, Eden Marsh, hmm? Very very much,” Elke said. “And I would want….how do you say, ‘the best there is for you’, yes?”

Eden stayed still in Elke’s embrace for a moment. And then…

“On second thought, let’s check out Der göttliche Dungeon,” Eden said. “Together.”

Elke chuckled.

“Mmm,” Elke said.

“Good Girl.”

“So Obedient.”

* * *

Elke led Eden into the room.

She was not lying. There was indeed, a St. Andrews Cross on the wall, shelves almost to the ceiling with every toy she named, the Sybian, the silver bullet, it was all there. There was also a large leather chair in the corner with a bookshelf filled with books on sexuality and the human body, and a few scattered on the floor, as if they were still being read. The room was dimly lit by red LED light bulbs.

Eden stood at the entrance in silence, at a loss for words.

“If it is too much for you, Eden Marsh, we can go to my bedroom, hmm?” Elke said.

“No love,” Eden said. “It’s fine. It’s yours. If you like it, I love it.”

“I can make the lighting….how do you say, a little less ‘harsh on the eyes’, yes?” Elke said.

She pulled out her phone and swiped it, and the lights turned from red to a deep purple. Eden sat down in the leather chair.

* * *

“So,” Eden said. “How did you become so good at the work?”

“Easy, hmm?” Elke said. “I used to be a prostitute.”

Eden was about to say “you’re joking right”, but she had been around Elke long enough to know she was not, in fact, joking. She just sat there in silence.

“Specifically,” Elke continued, “Window prostitute on Die Reeperbahn in my hometown of Hamburg. Die Reeperbahn is what you would call……how do you say, ‘the district of the red lights’, hmm? And I was a very very good prostitute, yes? I do the sucking of the cock, the eating of the vagina, I stick fingers up the ass, I lick the ass, I suck the ass, I take the cock up my ass, I suck on the nipples, I do all of it, yes?”

Eden, struggling to keep her composure, could only ask one thing.

“Um…oh…okay,” Eden said. “How did you get into that line of work?”

“Again, easy, hmm?” Elke said. “I was a promiscuous woman, yes? Big slut. Gigantic slut, even, hmm? I fuck the men, I fuck the women, I fuck the transgender, I fuck the nonbinary. I figured, I might as well get paid for being a massive slut, yes? It has come in handy now, though, because I can use sluttiness to help people, hmm?”

“I can’t say much of anything other than I admire your candor, love,” Eden said.

Elke walked over to Eden and kissed her softly on the lips.

“And I admire you, Eden Marsh,” Elke said, as she ran her fingers through Eden’s hair. “But I will be getting out of the jeans into something a bit more comfortable, yes? Give me five minutes, hmm?”

“Ok, love,” Eden said.

Elke walked into a closet in the room. She came out exactly five minutes later with a very high slit thigh black dress on. She walked over to the large leather chair and sat in Eden’s lap.

“Tonight, Eden Marsh,” Elke said, “We will have the ‘you’ time, hmm? We will get drunk, we will play with the toys, and I myself will probably end up on top of that giant dildo over there, hmm?”

Elke pointed to a toy sitting on the floor. It was about 18 inches long and maybe 10 inches in diameter.

“I do not recommend trying that one on your first time, hmm?” Elke said. “You will have to do the training of the vaginal and anal muscles for that one. Try that one without the training and it will cause….how do you say, ‘the ripping of the newest asshole’, yes?”

“Noted, love,” Eden said. “Honestly, I don’t even own any toys of my own.”

“Ach du lieber Himmel, Eden Marsh!” Elke said. “Not only will I have to teach you ‘the things or two of them’, you will be learning all of the things from me, yes? But first, we will do the relaxing. I will go get the wine, hmm, and there is a Jacuzzi tub in that bathroom there. Not a good idea to drink the Asbach Uralt in the Jacuzzi, hmm? You will get very, very drunk very, very fast, yes?”

Elke got up, took Eden’s hand, and led her into the bathroom.