Hela notices your cracked dry lips, and the sweat on your brow. She reluctantly moves away from you and walks towards the wooden shutters, closing them shut.

The room was hot and stuffy, but with a flick of her finger the heat dissipates, the room feeling cool.

You breathe in deep, inhaling the fresh air that comes from out of nowhere. Your lungs no longer burning when you breathe.

You smell a familiar scent of lavender, instantly remembering the lavender fields you visited with Huggin. You close your eyes and imagine yourself standing in the purple meadow. The scent so floral and the air so fresh and clean. It was almost as though you were actually there.

Hela watches you as you appreciate the cool surrounds, and the soothing scent she purposely conjured for you.

"Hell doesn't have to be torture Dove, just agree to be with me, and rule by my side. Let's enjoy our eternity together. Fuck Odin, and his Valhalla. Let's make our own heaven"

You notice Hela say's Odins name with disgust, it was almost like she hated him as much as you and Fenrir

"Why do you hate Odin?" you ask taking a gamble on your gut instincts

Hela's face contorts. Displeased at hearing his name.

"Ah, Odin the deceitful snob who sits on his golden throne. I knew him for a very long time, before I was the ruler of Hell. You see, I wasn't meant to be Goddess of Death, Ruler of Hell. I was originally The mistress of Darkness. A powerful sorceress working alongside Odin to further his empire. I helped him gain everything he has today, using every resource to help that fat fool! Until he banned dark magic, and cast me out of my own empire, the home I spent millennia's creating for myself, The Dark World within Svartalfheim. My beautiful creation, my volcanic ashy landscape, it was dark and brooding, perfect for me and my followers. But he wanted rid of me, seeing my power and feeling afraid should I ever turn on him. He also detested my choice of sexual partners, apparently enjoying the taste of pussy was wrong to him. I was defiant, continuing my sinful ways, but you can't hide anything from him, not with his ravens. I got on his bad side and he destroyed me, casting me down to Hades Hell, to burn for all eternity"

Hela grits her teeth as she recounts her past, her first time sent to hell.

"I was approached by Hades, the then ruler of Hell. He was as big a fool as Odin, instantly falling head over heels in love with me, desperately trying to gain my love" Hela scoffs loudly, sickened by the thought of Hades. "As if I could love such a feeble ruler. If I was to spend my eternity here it would be as Queen of the damned, not a side whore who spends her day's beneath a man. Hades needed to go, I had to get rid of him. Luckily, most men are so easily manipulated when they think with their dicks. All I had to do was waft the scent of my sweet pussy under his nose and Hades was convinced I loved him. I managed to take over and I didn't even need to touch his cock!" Hela cackles loud, amused that she tricked the God of Hellfire

"What did you do to him?" you ask curiously

"I locked him away. Keeping him alive just so he can watch me rule his empire the way I want it.
He detests how I've changed everything, cussing me for the changes, yet still desperately wanting me. His eyes begging for my touch, lusting after me even after I took his hell"

"Does Odin know you've taken over Hell?"

"Of course he knows, I always send him personal invites, making him aware he's always welcome to my Hell. I'm keeping the pits extra warm just in case he decides to visit" Hela laughs menacingly

"Oh that'll be the day, a wonderful glorious day in Hell when Odin sets foot here. But he's too much of a coward, he'd rather leave me rule this place, uncaring that I lock Hades away. I'm out of his way, and Hell is ruled, so he has no reason to come here"

"Can any God come here? Not needing to be dead?"

"Dove, Loki can't set foot here. Only the dead roam here. Odin being the Allfather, can visit within this realm, but he won't ever want to. His life force will start to diminish. It will take many many years to deplete but he won't take any risk. Hell is for the undead, and the dying.."

"Dying?... but you said only the dead are here" You question, now feeling dubious of her words.

"Are you hungry? I have sweet treats.. I no how you like them" she says changing the subject

Hela quickly walked over to you before you could question her more. She took your hand in hers, pulling you to the large black doors, and with a wave of her hand they instantly open.

You hesitate to go with her, dawdling behind as she drags you along. You see a dark hall that seems to never end, similar to an illusion at a funhouse. Your mind having a hard time adjusting, making you feel giddy.

She chuckles as she looks back at you. "Are you feeling dizzy yet? welcome to my playhouse, you'll find all sorts of strange and weird rooms here. Just be weary which doors you go through, some are filled with curious beings that would love to investigate you. And whilst I have a grasp on my little demons, they sometimes have a mind of their own. I wouldn't want them to think you're a lost soul in need of torment"

Hela yanks on your arm, making you crash into her embrace. "Best you stay very, very close to me Little Dove. Demons are frightening things"

Her eyes stare into yours as though she wanted to devour you, her ominous gaze piercing your soul.

"More frightening than you?" you slip out

Hela slid her hand down to your rear, gripping the curves of your cheeks.  "You've not angered me enough to bring out my malevolent side. Demons have nothing on my infernal torment. Keep me sweet Dove, for your sake"

All of a sudden you hear loud mechanical sounds, like large heavy cogs whirring inside a machine. You peek behind Hela as she stares at your intrigued face. You see the halls suddenly change, no longer is it an endless elongated hallway. You clearly see the end in sight, a large red door appearing in your view.

"Come Dove" hela says happily, pulling you along once more. A skip in her step, like an excited child

Hela manoeuvres you in front of her as you reach the red door. She stands behind you, holding onto your waist and leaning her chin on your shoulder.

"Push it open" she whispers

You stretch out your arms and push the heavy doors open. Hela guides you inside keeping your body close to hers, her arms fully wrapped around your waist as she walks behind you.

Your nose picks up the delicious scent of food, you gaze wide eyed at the array of dishes spread throughout the room. Baked goods, fresh fruits, sugar glazed desserts, your mouth watered at the sight of it all. You were suddenly starving, an unusually hunger brewing inside you.

You had the urge to rush over and taste everything, trying hard to pull from her grip, but she forcefully held you in place.

"Ah ah ah, no Little Dove. Patience"

"I'm so hungry, why am I so hungry?!" you ask confused

"Starvation, the extreme feeling of hunger is truly torture. Not actually experiencing physical pain, but the need and want to eat to satisfy that hunger is one of the most torturous things anyone can go through. It's cruel, it's sinister, it's becometh of my Hell. Everyone who resides here will feel this ache, this pain. But they'll never find food to satisfy it"

Hela cackles in your ear..."it's so deliciously evil isn't it? Such a heinous punishment"

"Why? Why do that, isn't hellfire enough punishment?!" you say, as you spin around to face her, her arms still gripping you tight.

"No!! If the damned souls reach this level of hell, then they deserve it!" Hela says infuriated 

You stare into her emerald eyes, looking for any sort of kindness behind them.

"Do I deserve it? What have I done so wrong in my lifetime that warrants such cruelty?" your eyes welling with tears, fighting back the hunger pains.

Hela softens at seeing your tears, lowering her voice, sounding more calm.

"Oh sweet Dove, you were thrust upon me. You were meant for mortal heaven, having everything you so desired. But Odin let you die, Loki let you die, they allowed a mortal to die in Asgard. So now their loss is my gain, my little piece of heaven came down to Hell. I will not let you suffer Dove"

Hela removes her hands and let's you go.

"Eat! Eat until your belly swells. I promise you won't ever feel that starvation again My Dove"

You run towards the array of dishes, your voracious appetite insatiable. You grabbed at the food like an animal, shovelling large quantities inside your mouth making your cheeks puff out wide.

Hela watches you intently, her eyes lighting up as you eat. She walks over to you picking up a mini pastry, pressing it to your already full mouth.

You swallow your mouthful, and open wide, quickly consuming the pastry from her hand. She grabs another and feeds you once more. Her gaze never leaving your lips. You greedily claw at more food as she leans over a large table taking a fat juicy strawberry.

You stare at it, wanting it for yourself badly, the plump tasty fruit drawing you in.

You open your mouth in anticipation, but instead of feeding it to you, she holds it between her lips, inching her head forward for you to take it.

You reach up and try to pry it from her lips, but she turns her head, wanting you to take it with your mouth not your hands.

You give in, moving towards her lips. The red shiny strawberry looking too appetising.

You open your mouth just about to grab it with your teeth when Hela consumes the entire strawberry, smacking her lips onto yours. You pull away from her, stunned from the unexpected kiss.

Hela's eyes narrow, she looks at you full of fiery passion. She leaps forward gripping the back of your head, pushing you into another kiss.

Her mouth kissed you with force, her tongue trying desperately to enter your mouth, yet you kept your lips pursed together.

You sensed her getting annoyed with your defiance, and your stubbornness. But Hela was cunning, slyly sliding her hand down to your rear, conjuring a magical spark from her hand.

You gasp from the sudden jolt of magic that pinched your ass cheek, giving Hela the opportunity to push her tongue inside your open mouth.

You taste the delicious strawberry as your tongues swirled together. Feeling guilty for liking her taste, and for enjoying the open mouthed kiss.

Your tongues battle together as you return a lingering kiss. Yet, at the same time the greed you felt made you fiercely try to obtain the small piece of fruit still within her mouth.

You moan in delight when she gives it to you, using her tongue to push it into your mouth.

You pull away when you got what you wanted, chewing and swallowing the remnants of the strawberry.

The juice of the fruit seeped from the side of your mouth, it dribbled down your chin, continuing to roll between your breasts. Hela's gaze was ablaze, desire consuming her face as she observed the glistening trail of nectar.

Before you could wipe away your mess, Hela gripped you tightly against her. Her tongue lapping up every bit of the strawberry syrup. You fight against her, too consumed with your unquenchable hunger.

"I'm still starving! I want more!" you run madly to the food, devouring everything you see. You hear Hela laugh, amused at your ravenous appetite.

You watch her as you eat, noticing she creates a black smoke within her palm. The cloud of smoke getting bigger as she swirls her hand.

Suddenly the smoke swarms towards you, you brace yourself ready for a hit, but it seeps right through you dispersing into the air.

You start to feel uncomfortably full, no longer feeling an empty insatiable appetite. Nausea overwhelmed you, your stomach churning.

You look down, holding your pained stomach, your shocked seeing your belly visibly extended outwards, bloated from the fullness of food. You felt disgusted with yourself, feeling utterly sick having overate so much food.

You quickly run towards an open window feeling the sick rise up into your throat, you just about make it before vomiting it all up.

You look down, and to your horror the damned dead who wander aimlessly around, starved and in pain flock to your vomit. They consume it like animals, eating every last bit in an attempt to ease their starvation.

You fall back in terror, landing hard on your ass, feeling totally ashamed of your piggish behaviour.

You hear Hela call out from behind you.

"Dove, do be careful. I don't want you bruising your perfectly plump buttocks" she chuckles

You suddenly felt enraged, your blood at boiling point having just been put through such torture. You're mad she made you feel starved, angry she made you to behave like a pig. But you felt horrified and guilt ridden for letting the already suffering souls eat your vomit.

You remain on the floor but glare at her, she stops laughing and raises a brow. "Are you sure you want to be mad at me Dove. I don't take kindly to angry gazes, even if it's a pretty face that stares back at me"

You stand up quickly, taking a stance "how dare you!! Don't you ever make me feel that way again. You made me behave worse than an animal, and now my mind is haunted by the image of the dead eating my sick!" you yell infuriated

"They deserve it" she says coolly, unbothered by your rage.

"Maybe they don't! how do I no what they've done in their life! you could be as cruel as Odin or Munnin, enacting harsh punishments on someone simply for not agreeing with you!"

Hela's demeanour changed at your accusatory words. She looked angrily at you, storming over and grabbing your wrist.

She pulls you over to the open window, gripping your head and forcing you to stare into the crowds of charred dead that walk in a haze. Their moaning misery, and tormented cry's collide with the sounds of a crackling fire.

"You see that one, he murdered his entire family. Does he not deserve this Hell?"

She moves your head to more wandering souls, giving you the reasons why they were all eternally damned.

"Here, that evil fucker killed elderly people for their wealth, and that disgusting asshole abused his power of authority to rape the vulnerable"

Hela let go of your head and proceeded to point at many more dead.

"Rape, child murder, animal torture, murder, murder, more rape" she says angrily, pointing to each one and knowing exactly why they were damned to suffer in her hell.

"You think petty criminals come to this part of Hell? No Dove, they get punished of course but nothing like this. They eventually repent and go into their own world, happy and content in their heaven. This pitiful part of fiery hell is reserved for the worst of the worst"

"And yet I'm here! I've done nothing" you say angry

"You're not meant for the pits Dove, I just brought you here, to my dark palace"

"Oh yes, because the palace view is simply to die for. A fiery ocean, waves consisting of charred arms crash down on the volcanic shore, with the agonising sounds of their wails soothing you to sleep" you say sarcastically

"Exactly Dove, what better view is there? Seeing justice being served to those that caused others severe pain. You'll learn to revel in their misery soon enough......Now, there's another surprise I have for you, and I just no you'll appreciate this" she says with glee.

Her hand goes back to your waist, your body next to hers once more. "Is this how we walk now? My body constantly up against your's?" you say annoyed

"Believe me Dove, you won't want to get lost in this part of Hell. I do this for your sake. And maybe a bit for my pleasure too" she smirks as she nibbles your ear.

You roll your eyes, starting to get used to her flirtatious ways.

She walks you out of the room back into a large corridor, but this time the hall has rows of doors either side of the hallway.

Your curiosity got the better of you, you turn your head trying to peek inside the small window on a door.

Surprisingly, Hela didn't stop your snooping, she allowed you to approach the door and look inside. You watch in shock as a black figure tortures a man strung up in chains. His body bruised and bloody.

You quickly turn away not wanting to see anymore

"What is this place?" You question

Hela resumes her position behind you, holding onto your waist. Her chin once again resting on your shoulder as you walk.

"This is where they go when they come out of the hot pits, their torture never ends, it just resumes somewhere else. Each damned soul is assigned a demon, where their deepest fears are thrust upon them. I call these panic rooms, because when souls first enter the hall, they hear the screams of others and they all scuffle in a mad panic"

"I don't hear any screams" you reply, confused

Hela touches your ear and in an instant the wails and tormented screams of those within the rooms deafen you. You hear nothing else but their agonising hell.

You cover your ears wanting it to stop, Hela quickly touches your ear again and it's gone. You hear only her. "I told you, I won't let you suffer. Not you Little Dove. You don't need to hear their terribly persecution"

You continue down the corridor, passing many more doors before she stopped you at a large grey door. You wondered why this particular door had no windows.

"I removed the window, it would've spoiled the surprise Dove." Hela says, knowing exactly what you were thinking.

"Open it Little Dove" she says eagerly

You feel her arms squeeze tighter around you, her excitement showing. You warily twist the metal door handle, feeling almost hesitant to push it fully open.

You feel Hela release you from her grip as she observes you strut confidently inside.

You stare towards the corner of the room, your eyes not moving from that spot. You look back at Hela, showing her the devilish smirk that's almost as dark as her's, take over your soft features.