Satans Spawn

Claudia
age 20
brown hair,brown eyes
satan's daughter

(need someone to play lucifer even though claudia is his daughter still he shows her that noone can give her pleasure like he can)


Claudia woke up and stretched her hands up as she arched her back. Letting her shoulder length hair drape over her shoulder she let out a yawn.

She got out of her king size canopy bed with satin black sheets and silk sheets she made her bed and walked over to the mirror in her room. Listening to people scream she sighed as it was every morning. She thought to her self daddy must started early today.

Claudia put on her red velvet short dress that showed her thigh. This was because she took a liking to one of her dads helper demons. As she walked out in her bare feet she was use to the heat she saw her dad sitting on his Grey stoned chair. Skipping up to him she kissed his cheek “good morning daddy,what do i need to do today” she plaid a very important part in her dads business for she was the one who cause people to commit sins.

It was just another morning in Hell for The Lord of Darkness. Lucifer sat on his throne in his traditional red velvet suit, reading a report of the newley arrived sinners. His dark ministers surrounding him, giving him their unendless advice of evil ways to torture the poor souls trapped for eternity in Hell.

A young female voice shook him out of his thoughts. Staring across the room he watched as his daughter, Claudia, strolled barefoot past his followers. Dressed in her short red velvet dressed that showed curves any father shouldnt really be noticing, she drew the attention of the entire court. Lucifer, observing his daughter, frowned. "The girl is up late this morning" he says thinkin as he rises out of the throne.

"What time do you call this Claudia" came the low rumble of Lucifers voice. With a wave of a hand the master of the underworld dimissed his minions. Claudia meanwhile, nimbly strides up the steps to the throne. "Good morning daddy, what do i need to do today?". Lucifer noticed the hint of evil in his daughters smile. " I need more souls Claudia. If you can manage to focus on something other than the fool of a demon you keep batting your eyelids at, i need you to go to the surface and find me some depraved sinners, maybe female this time". Lucifers pauses for a moment, looking at his fully developed daughter and thinking that it wasn't a suprise half of the demons down here wanted her.

“Daddy it is only eleven,and I do not bat my eyelashes at any demon” she giggled “but daddy not to many woman sin anymore they all found,ya know” the word god was not ever to be mentioned in hell her dad went ballistic “anyway daddy one Kasdaye the ruler of the fifth part of hell wants a conference with you something about a mistake or something about a soul he has.” she looked at him as he glared and sat back down.

Claudia sat on her dads lap as her father growled and tucked her black hair behind her ear as she pecked his cheek. “now daddy,you know Kasdaye is the fifth Satan if you hate the way he rules that part of hell fire him or something” she smiled “so,any particular woman you want,or do you just want me to random pick someone” she gave an evil grin as she got up “oh while I am up there i am going shopping and buy shopping you know steal right” she giggled as her father smiled “don't worry daddy I will bring you back something special”.

She took a deep breathe as she waved her hand and a pair of stripper boots magically appeared they were black vinyl with red flames across the bottom. She went into her room and let out a scream one of her dads perverted minions were laying on her bed naked “father,get in here” she huffed as she heard her father come behind her “are you going to do something about him?” she looked at her dad as she linked her arm around his as she glared at the minion and gave a sinister look at him with a wicked smile.

Claudias smooth skin was immune to her ancient fathers abrasive hide as his arm smoldered hotly around hers. How on earth do you expect to keep the minions out of your covers if you don't keep the door to your room in your back pocket? How many times must I tell you, Satan spoke sternly to his young daughter. Now what do you want done with this pathetic creature?