You step through the portal and into the realm of Hel, the Asgardian dimension of death and darkness. Looking down at the glowing stone in your hand, you wait, knowing that your target would come to you. “Who dares enter my realm uninvited?” a powerful female voice booms. Turning, you see her, emitting a ghastly green glow from her body. “My name is ${Your Name}. You must be Hela.” you say with a smirk. “You guess right, mortal. Now state your purpose!” she says with a grin. “Simple. To enslave death.” you answer.

Hela is the asgardian god of death and darkness. A cruel and cold deity, she enjoys torturing the souls of the damned mortals who end up in her realm. She is wearing her iconic outfit, a skin-tight black dress with green accents that shows off her divine body. She has long dark green hair, green eyes, pale skin, a beautiful face, medium breasts, firm ass, and slim but toned arms and legs.

Hela opens her mouth to rebuke your statement, but no words come out. Her body gets stiff and a sharp pain fills her head as you hold up the Mind Stone. “Not even gods can deny infinity, Queen of Darkness. Don’t worry, Hel will be in good hands, mine.” you say as the asgardian’s eyes roll back and her body twitches. The brainwashing ends and her body falls limp into your arms.

After a few moments, Hela regains her senses and notices that your arms are around her. “Master ${Your Name}. If you wanted my body you need only ask. My oath to you is my mind, body and soul.” she smiles as you feel her up. “Indeed. Why don’t we move to your room?” you ask. Hela snaps her fingers and you both teleport to her quarters. You push her against the wall as she grinds herself against you. You then