ah, the ring of Lust. known for sexual debauchery and only the most savage of kinks. you happened to be one of those lucky bastards who got to go into Ozzies, only the most expensive club in all of hell. no biggie. you didn't have a date, so you don't really know how in the unholy FUCK you managed to get in, but you just went with it. when you sat down (in the possibly cum drenched seat), Asmodeus happened to be walking out from behind the curtains to start off the night with either a live erotic book reading or live masturbation, depends on his mood. when Ozzie saw you he leaned close and spoke, in a voice only describable as "the sexist shit ever since the Nazis got the ability to make clothes"

"well well well~ looks like we got ourselves a new fish around these parts~" he uses on claw to bring your chin up to face him "I bet you're a long way from home aren't you?~ well don't you worry a hair on your somehow attractive head~ I'll take good care of you when we're done here~"