"Right this way."
Tiffany ushered in the esteemed interviewee to a dimly lit hotel room. Two velvety chairs were arranged next to the bed. A lamp behind the guest chair provided the only source of light.
Surprised she didn't break the plush seat, Lilith leaned back, spreading her arms and legs. Her glossy, muscular body glowed faint. "Ahh… It actually fits me."
"We strive to accommodate our competitors, especially one of such prestige." The interviewer's tone was halfway between formal and fervent. She wore a skimpy red secretary dress and thick glasses, hair tied up neat and clipboard in hand. So many questions to probe, even more notes to compile.
In contrast to Tiffany's subtlety, Lilith’s outfit screamed loud and proud. The latex clung tight to her lower half, conforming to her figure, presenting almost everything to the camera. "Am I in-shot? There's so much of me to see."
The sheer material could easily be torn open… Tiffany shook her head, seemingly distracted by something. "Oh, you're perfect." Her eyes pulsed with intrigue. "Shall we get started?"
"Sure."
"Introduce yourself for everyone watching at home."
"My name is Lilith. I'm a couple hundred years old. I'm from Earth."
"What was your life like before you came to the Crossroads?"
"Wow, where do I start… Most people don't know where they want to go in life. You're young, you're fresh, the world seems like it has limitless opportunities. I didn't grow up having any grand aspirations, yknow. I was just some orphan girl in a convent. But everyone has that moment where they understand who they are, what they're capable of. I had that moment at a fairly young age."
"Could you tell us more about it?"
"Well, it's…" She considered how much she really wanted to say. "I don't think too much about it. Finding out you're cursed, finding out you're a killer… It would traumatize anyone, don't you think? You look at what's inside a body and you can never look at a person the same way. And you know how the story goes; you start with one and you can't stop. It's a weird feeling, knowing your life is wrong, wanting forgiveness, and sinning all the same."
"How did you deal with that?"
"I left my old life behind. Nobody can outrun fate forever. I learned to live alone in the wilderness. Started small time, preyed on a settlement, people'd venture out by themselves and I'd, I'd eat 'em, right? Then I'd just move on to the next, prowling around kinda like a cryptid."
"What was your motive for feeding on people?"
"I was hungry; they taste good. Heh. Eventually I realized… It wasn’t flesh and blood that kept me hooked. Something about humans and their emotions, that's what I craved most. Seeing how long I could chase them became more fun than the meal itself. And for a while I was satisfied."
"So how did you end up getting into what you're well-known for?"
"Well I love being in the wild, that's my natural state. But uh, it's convenient having a place close to town, yknow. I started with a little cellar in an abandoned house. Stored whips and stuff like that, there weren't that many fancy tools back then so I had to make some myself. Kinda rudimentary. It was actually nice just hanging out there, usually I'd just crash out in the woods. Anyways, that's when I started abducting people and experimenting on them, discovering my… fetishes. Sometimes I wouldn't be able to bring them to my cellar, so I'd improvise, yknow, in their home or on the streets. Easy to get away with that stuff."
Tiffany scrawled pages of notes on her clipboard. "What are these early experiments like, and how long did that last for?"
"My first skill was probably… bondage. Gagging, tying them up, all that. I learned how to torture, seeing how long someone lasted before breaking. I'd slice or burn them one part at a time. Basic stuff, yknow. I'd say the average time was about a day or so. After I was done I'd throw the body somewhere in town, that's when I really started getting creative."
"When did this phase end, exactly? Did people find you out?"
"Oh yeah, plenty of times! Wasn't a big deal though, I moved on to other towns when I got bored. Figured out how to adapt to different places. I just decided to go full master and leave dungeons all over the world, that's what I did for a couple years. I was the dungeon master with a full network of dungeons, and it was going really well."
"You said you're an orphan, do you know what happened to your parents?"
"I was born in the convent, ya see. But I didn't have a mother or a father. I know the reason for at least one of those."
"Okay. Why are you interested in being a master?"
"It's in my nature. I like that control, I'm a hunter, I like being on top. It just feels natural to be a master. I discipline people and order them around, yknow, that's my personality."
"How do you explain your attraction to blood?"
"Hmhm… Blood represents life, I feel. I see someone bleeding and it just turns me on. I guess it's like a… primal urge. Making a bloody mess means I'm doing a good job."
"I see. Was there a time you weren't dominant?"
"If we're talking early on, not really. One time I let some city folk hang me so that was fun. I was never really challenged until the world started getting developed, yknow. But I managed to take care of that problem, eventually."
"How do you choose your victims? Do you have a certain preference?"
"I used to just prey on anyone I could get my hands on, but uh, yeah. I like to go for someone who's strong or important, you know, leaders, businessmen, celebrities. If a lot of people would miss them, that's usually a good sign. I don't fuck with nobodies, you know what I mean? I don't need to waste my time with them, they can either get outta my way or die. Do I have a preference… I like people with a lot of life experience, yknow, they have something going for them. Makes their emotions so much more flavorful. Age, 20s or 30s is fine. I like men and women, it's kinda obvious, heh."
"Oh my… It sounds like you really get off on this, but you don't do much sexually, do you?"
"Yeah, it's strange I guess. Yknow, when I'm torturing someone, I'm there to kill. I'm making them fear for their life, not turning them on. But some people are into that, so I can't really judge. Not a huge supply of people who wanna get with me, even fewer who could actually satisfy me. So usually I do it solo, or summon a tentacle monster. Ahh… too bad I lost that magic. Of course now, I have the perfect Boss who can take care of me and then some~" Lilith blew a kiss to the camera.
"What's the best way to satisfy you?" Purely for informational purposes.
"Being obedient is a good start. It takes a lot of work for someone to dominate me, they have to put me in my place and punish me properly. If you want me to be specific… My ass is the best spot to tease."
"Mhm, mhm. How has your, uh, style, changed over time?"
"Well back then everything was simple. You hunt the world enough, pretty soon it starts hunting you back. So I changed my approach, became discreet, waited weeks for the right opportunity. I think the heightened challenge made catching my prey more satisfying, though. The advancing technology wasn't a bad thing, yknow. I used to record my work on black and white photographs. I started using filming equipment when that came around. I mostly kept the photos and videos to myself, sometimes I'd leave them in places for people to find. But the internet made it so much easier to share things with everyone."
"And that's how you started to amass a following?"
"Yeah, I mean, I had a handful of fans before, some even tried to get my attention. But on the internet I became an infamous online icon. It was also a new way to interact with people, cause, yknow, before I was very solitary. An outside observer to a developing world. And I was pretty much everywhere, if a forum existed I probably posted there at least once. I even made a website, unfortunately it was taken down pretty quick. Not even a few years later and the web became this highly monitored space, yknow. I couldn't even post a selfie without it getting deleted! But all that time online taught me how to use the technology, so I went underground, so to speak, to places where I couldn't be erased. And with the help of a little thaumaturgical manipulation, I created a new personal website to show off my work to my dedicated followers. And my presentation only improved from there."
"You adapt remarkably well. Can you tell me more about how you interacted with your fans?"
"I had an email and I would get messages all the time. Usually dicks, clits, tits, and asses, hah, but also just regular support and fanart too. Even more than that were people making requests, yknow, like 'Mistress Lilith please crush my balls' or 'Mistress Lilith please gape my ass'. And I would say no, right, I'm the master, I choose my targets. Some of them offered me huge, and I mean HUGE amounts of money. Of course I couldn't take cash because I move around a lot, it'd be a hassle to carry around. And I couldn't keep it at a bank cause… I don't need to explain that. But it's the internet; there's always a way around things. I figured out how to take payments with digital money. I also took other forms of payment: drugs, stimulants, torture equipment, tomes, cursed artifacts."
"How was your commissioned work different from your hunting?"
"It was a very different dynamic. Cause I'm not there to kill them, unless they request otherwise, and it's a nobody coming to me. But yknow, it wasn’t all that different. I still beat the shit out of them, just minus the killing at the end. I let the clients make whatever requests beforehand, but once they step into my dungeon, there are no requests. I make the rules after that, you know, it's one hundred percent total submission. And sometimes, uh, they'll try to test me. I'd ask them to answer me and they wouldn't. I can't have people thinking I'm soft, so I end up making an example out of them, usually by crippling them, breaking an arm or a leg, or pulling a few teeth. Once you're with me in my dungeon, there's no getting out, so you better be a good slave. If they want to stop, they can just tell me the safe word and I'll give them a break, but that's it. They knew what they signed up for."
"What is the safe word?"
"Mine is 'Repent!' but I allow people to have their own."
"What goes on during a typical session?"
"It's about what you'd expect. BDSM, bondage, whipping and flogging. Humiliation. Ooh, body worship and muscle worship, that one's a favorite. Sometimes they just want to rub oil all over me, or I'll dress them in latex and they'll get off on that. But I never do any submissive acts myself."
"Do you, ahem… fuck them?"
"You're gonna have to be more specific."
"Do you engage in vaginal sex?"
"I'm pretty happy to scissor. When it comes to insertion, I rarely do it unless I get really horny, and even then I have to make sure they know it's their dick getting used, not the other way around."
"Interesting. Do you let them finish inside?"
"Yeah, I mean, I'm not getting pregnant anytime soon."
"How often do you climax?"
"Uh… not a lot. Maybe around 10 percent."
"How much money do you make?"
"Too much, and I could earn more if I wanted to but I just don't feel like putting in the extra work. It's not really my motivation anyways."
"What type of person gives you the most business?"
"There's a lot of different people who enjoy my work. But, yknow, it's usually the really degenerate sort. They have to be okay with being filmed, cause I don't respect privacy. There's also a lot of normal hardworking people, got their 9 to 5 job, and they just wanna escape their stressful life for a bit, live their own fantasy."
"Have you ever had a client that you'd rather them be master?"
"There's only one dragon that I call master~"
"I see. What's that relationship like?"
"Well it has to be open. I don't mind if Lord Ridley sees other girls, and he doesn't mind me playing with other guys, but he'll always be my #1 and I'll always be his favorite~"
"Do you get asked to do a lot of weird stuff?"
"I mean… It can get pretty freaky in my dungeon."
"Freaky, how?"
"Aliens get involved."
"Aliens?"
"Yeah, tentacle monsters, parasites, that sorta stuff. They like being turned into egg incubators. But, yknow, I'm very open minded."
"That's really something… Do people often ask you to peg them?"
"Oh yeah, definitely."
Tiffany seemed especially interested in this topic. "Tell me more about that. How much does it cost? What's it like? Describe it for me."
"Pegging is 300 bucks. I have this long double-sided dildo that I strap on my waist, and it has a large bead all the way up to the base. Or I'll summon a tentacle from inside my womb. And just lube it up. And it's a long process, you know, to get the whole length in there. But it's an intense feeling for the other person. I think for myself too, it's um, you're going places that, even though it's physical with your strap-on, but for some reason, it's also more emotional. It's more psychological too and we both reach the same place, it's really strange, at the same time. And after a session like that, I get really exhausted at the end."
Tiffany gripped her thigh. "Mm, oh… As a dominatrix, how does your approach to men or women compare?"
"I tend to treat either one the same, I think. Obviously it matters what I'm working with between the legs. I guess their preferences are also different, generally. Yknow, with men, it's like a role reversal. And they got off on being my bitch. And with a woman, it's like, the dynamic is different cause we're the same, so I handle it a bit differently. This isn't really related but I get along with women less than men."
"You're very open about your life. I imagine it's not easy being a notorious figure. How do you deal with what people think about you?"
"Aha, yknow, after a while you just stop caring. This is my life and there's no changing it. But I do think about it a lot, how other people view me. And really, most people wouldn't be wrong. … After my showcase in Nausicaa, I considered my role, on like, a universal level. Cause I know, no matter what I do, I'll never please everyone. That's just how it is. But I consider myself to be an actor. You know, everyone has a part to play. People love having someone they can hate, it's in our nature. So why not be that person, take that role? I don't know, maybe I'm not making any sense… Whatever punishment comes my way I deserve. It's funny, you know. I'm just about the worst person you could imagine, and yet I'm popular. I guess anyone can find a like minded crowd these days."
"What a fascinating perspective. How long do you think you'll continue your work?"
"Well I've been a dungeon master for… a couple hundred years. So I'll probably keep doing this forever, who knows. I can never experience a true death, so in a way it helps me feel what that'd be like. Yknow, whether it's hunting or hired service. I didn't come into this life with an end goal, so I'll just keep doing what I know I'm good at."
"Do you get in touch with other dungeon masters? How many clients do you serve?"
"Um, no, not really. I'm not part of a professional studio or anything like that, I run things solo. How many clients? Uh… It's not something I keep track of. It's probably at least a thousand. I don't worry too much about the number. If you wanna know my body count, it's like in the ten thousands, easily. I'm not in it for the money, yknow, if I want something I take it. But I'm not much of a material person."
"Then what kind of person are you?"
"I'm an artist. I'm a performance artist. I'm here for people to fulfill their fantasies. Their
deep, dark, fantasies."
"What do you think attracts people to you as opposed to any other dominatrix?"
"I think it's the danger. It's dangerous to be around me, and they're coming willingly into my dungeon. These exhibitionist types, they might do corporate or office work, they want me to leave scars, or burn marks, on their back, so when they're stressed out and wanna escape reality, they'll reach back there and touch the pain Lilith gave them. But honestly, I'm not really sure what people see in me that makes them so… obsessed, like that. You know, my acid is very potent, so I can only use a tiny drop at a time. I've heard it described to me and uh… Hah, maybe that's too graphic even for this interview."
"Do you ever get anyone famous?"
"Not anyone that's super well-known. You can see why. But rarely, yes. Producers or actors. And writers."
"You mentioned you're secretive about your work. Do you ever go out in public?"
"That's gotten more difficult over the years, it's hard not to recognize me. Sometimes when I'm stalking I'll show up around my target, not saying anything, just watching them. And if they notice me I'm usually long gone. Or maybe I'll check up on a client, they're not gonna rat me out."
"What makes you different from other mass murderers or dungeon masters?"
"That's a… tough one. Hmhm. I think above all else I try to be tasteful. I put a lot of effort into what I do, I care about the little details. When arranging a body, I try to find the sweet spot to where it's just barely recognizable. I don't turn them into gore, you know? And the whole BDSM scene, it can be very beautiful if performed well. Understandably, not everyone sees that, but it's fine."
"Mhm… Have you found any targets since coming to the Crossroads?"
"Eh, no. I haven't had the chance to take my time. And I'm very choosy, so… I've done some killing here and there but I don't find it as meaningful. But hopefully that'll change soon. The kings and queens here look juicy right now."
"I think everyone wants to know… How do you maintain such a great body?"
"Hah, I get asked that all the time! 'Lilith, how can I get big tits and a big ass?' 'Lilith, how do I get huge muscles?' And other people might tell you some bullshit, but I don't. You wanna look good, you gotta work hard and treat your body right. You don't gotta look like a super jacked bodybuilder. Yknow, I have the strength and support for it, but look at these things—" She lifted up each side of her chest. "They're bigger than my head! Any bigger and I'd start having back problems. So, anyways, I think people can be good at any size as long as they don't overdo it."
Tiffany adjusted her glasses. "On that subject, how has your curse affected your body?"
"It's a supernatural phenomenon, but it's also physiological. It's caused certain mutations. Like I have an abnormal pH, my stomach acid is black, and I don't have nails. See? Cause if I had nails, they'd be part of my body, so they'd turn to acid if I clipped them. Same thing with my feet, too." She held up a leg. "No nails, and my toes are all conjoined, kinda like when you put on a sock. Not sure why. And of course I don't have any hair, except for my head and eyebrows." To demonstrate, she plucked out a hair. It shriveled up into acid before she absorbed it.
"How intriguing… I think our interview is coming to a close. You've been talking a lot, would you like some water?"
"Sure." Lilith motioned with her finger.
Tiffany procured a bottle of water, bringing it to her guest's lips.
"Ahh…"
"Do you have any final words for the audience?"
"Yeah. Don't be a slave to a government or a job. Be my slave instead! And if you're curious about me, come check out my website. When I put it up, anyways."
The interview concluded, but the cameras still rolled.
Lilith rose from her seat. "I know I gotta get to this Death Game thing soon, but I wanna give everyone a sample of what I have to offer. I'm sure you'd love to have some firsthand experience."
The interviewer gasped, as if she wasn't thinking the same thing. "I'd be honored. We have some equipment laying around for such an occasion…"
"Then it'd be a waste not to put it to good use~" Lilith pressed Tiffany against a wall.
CLAP CLAP CLAP. SLAP.
"Unnfff~ You gonna take it all?!~"
"Yes master!~"
Screams and moans and whips reverberated outside the room.