To Reign in Hell Book 2 Hollywood Be Damned Chapter 36
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“The Chinese Communist Party regime was one of the most disciplined, organized, centralized, and secure ones on the planet. How the actual fuck did they just get taken down by a poorly armed, hastily recruited mob of angry young men? How many men are there?” Andrew Yang reacted very sharply with his utter surprise.
“Well, Andrew, it’s quite simple. They were certainly well-led, but not nearly as disciplined as the mastermind behind this particular mob. It’s led by one of the most effective community organizers in history, if not the most. One who has motivated millions to action in the past, caused people to speak in other, even non-existent languages, even gibberish, has inspired literal witch-hunts, pogroms, massacres, and far worse. One who has caused more death and destruction throughout history than Satan, Hitler, Lenin, Stalin, Mao, Saddam Hussein, George W. Bush, or Pol Pot could ever imagine,” I explained to Yang.
“Who’s that?” Yang expressed genuine confusion.
“The Holy Ghost,” I smiled savagely.
“He exists? I thought that he was just a third mythical figure to round out the Trinity or something,” Yang sputtered in shock.
“Oh, no, he’s very real and the loose-end that neither Michael nor I have been able to find, let alone tie up. Well, he was bound to surface somewhere, and now he has. China. I should have seen it coming. A massive population of unmarried, undersexed men, many of them young, some not so young, plenty of time on their hands, a repressive regime stifling all dissent, a once dynamic economy starting to shrink and slow down, a religious void or vacuum in civil society that has been tough to fill due to an aggressively anti-religious government, a civil religion of sorts that is unconvincing and unappealing for many, rising international tensions, particularly with China’s neighbors and her largest debtor of all: the United States of America.
“If the Holy Ghost hadn’t grabbed some of these men, Michaelism would have, but he got to them first. So, instead of Rapture, they can expect that their new death cult will fittingly lead them like a Judas goat to the slaughter, just like the sheep that they are,” I smirked.
I couldn’t help thinking that the Holy Ghost, while a threat, if defeated would at least help with the overpopulation issue and purge my future civilization of the sort of fanatics who would make trouble for me later. The boil would be lanced and pus drawn out of it, just in time to correct the serious issues caused by China’s ill-advised one-child and two-child policies, not to mention halt some of the major ecological difficulties with such a drain on natural resources. Quite frankly, I thought, a large part of humanity’s problem lay in its obsession with longevity. If that could be corrected, people could live shorter, but more enjoyable, more satisfying lives in this world, and then really live it up down in Hell. Both microevolution and macroevolution required continued procreation, but neither required long lifespans.
For now, however, the peril had to be contained and quickly. Luckily for me, Michael was keenly aware of the dangers of a loose cannon like the Holy Ghost running free and disrupting the careful balance of power, the Cosmic harmony that we sought to establish. Joining our forces might well be in order very soon, I suspected, and sure enough, Gabriel made a point of showing up to deliver a new message.
“Everything is on track, of course, except this mess. It’s gonna have to be quashed as quickly as possible, so as to nip this threat in the bud. The Holy Ghost was the enemy that we should have seen coming. He was a loose-end to tie up for certain, and now we at least know where he is. He and his followers must be crushed. I can foresee only two outcomes to this emergency conflict: either we unite against him to save the Cosmos or he prevails and destroys everything, including the Universe itself. Clearly, this is do or die for us. Apocalypse is upon us. I just never pictured it happening quite like this. We planned for a final war at Armageddon against you, not against one of the former Trinity, the Godhead,” Gabriel informed me with his familiar curtness.
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“So, I’m yours now. I’m ... damned to Hell, making me your slut forever. But ... how do I become an actual succubus. I want to be one, sooner rather than later. I’d get to fuck a lot of men, right? Drain them completely and damn them quickly?” Jane Krakowski asked me in the shower, while I kissed her naked, soaked flesh, and licked her with my forked, demonic tongue. “You can die, here and now, if you wish. That’s one way to do. You could slice yourself open here in the shower, bleed out,...
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“So, basically, I have to agree to swallow piss for however long you decide, and in return, I get what, eternal youth, beauty, pleasure, etc.? Did you know that Jared’s leaving me to go to Heaven, and evidently, I was never invited to go there? No Rapture for me, apparently! It was a flat no from that dumbass prophet that Heaven handpicked, what’s his name, Scott Baio! Formerly Charles in charge of what, exactly? Supporting Dad, of course, but neither of us are going to Heaven, while Scott...
“Jen, remember that wish of yours? You can do a version of that, but leave the church schools alone for now. There are no church camps open in December, of course. Instead, I want you to go through high schools in Nevada, Arizona, New Mexico, Colorado, Montana, Wyoming, Idaho, Washington, and Oregon. Basically, all Western states outside of Utah and California. Don’t worry about California, as it’s covered already. Leave Utah be for now. I want to give Michael a chance to Rapture as many...
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“Did you enjoy that little orgy that you did in front of us, folks? I hope so, because it was sexy as fuck and I would like to think that you had a lot of fun! Now, let’s see what else we can do together, now that James has the same wild and crazy libido that I have. James, I want you to hump the hell out of Emma here, while I plow your wife again! Lilith, Becky, have your way with Monica. Trust me, she won’t resist, will ya, babe? In her afterlife, she will be your sister-wife, the third...
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“And so ... you just yielded your eternal soul to the Devil himself on viral video and your body to him in the process? What the fuck am I supposed to think about that, Kari? I’m your husband and you cheated on me in front of the whole damn world! I mean, hell, unless I’m willing to commit myself to the same business, the same loss of my immortal soul for all eternity, I will be separate from my wife forever from the moment that she or I perish? “Really, what were you thinking, Kari? My...
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"Ughh..." "Ohh..." "Ughh..." "Fuck me..." "Ughh..." "Aaahhhh! I'm coming! I'm coming! Come with me!" Andrea's body went rigidly still atop me, her head thrown back, her spine arched so that her firm tits thrust forwards, hot sweat mingling with my saliva upon her nipples, and her flat stomach stretched taut. For a moment she was a statue frozen in ecstasy, unmoving, her mouth gaping in a silent scream. And then the statue began to tremble, pulsing shockwaves carrying up...
“Oh, fuck me, yes!” Miranda screamed as Lilith entered her ass at last with her cock, the Aussie supermodel’s resistance melting appropriately in Hell as her lust intensified. I helped lift Miranda Kerr into the air a bit so that my own demonic prick could slide into her twat from beneath. I planted a French kiss on her lips and she nearly fainted with the ecstasy of my forked demonic tongue tangling with hers. I whispered to her my fantasy of rimming her with said tongue and she creamed...
“Excuse me, you’re Satan, is that right, or just one of his demons, devils, whatever? You know that I’m a Christian, right? I attend Metropolitan Baptist Church back in Newark,” Senator Cory Booker of New Jersey, one of the lower tier Presidential candidates with little hope of getting the nod, confronted me as he regained some courage. “I am Lord Asmodeus, Prince of Darkness and King of Hell, and I’ve come to offer you some real benefits to your future career, if you but accept my terms,...
9:48 pm GMT (4:48 pm EST), December 31, 2019 New Year’s Eve Abandoned Baptist Church in Atlanta, Georgia CNN Rapture Town Hall “Aidan Murdoch, originally from Christchurch, New Zealand. This is my wife, Nora. We’re the reverse of the Courtiers. She wants to be baptized. I want to turn devil. What do you say? Are you sure that you want this, dear? We’ll be separated forever if we do this, you know. You could join me in becoming a devil instead,” the husband in the couple made his last pitch...
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“Hello, Jane,” I spoke up, causing Jane Krakowski to jump, more than a little startled by my appearance. “Y ... yy ... you’re the Devil!” Jane instinctively crossed herself, no doubt reflecting her Catholic upbringing. “I’m A devil, not THAT Devil. I am Lord Asmodeus, Prince of Darkness and King of Hell. I’ve taken over from Satan, who is dead now. Yes, that’s right. Hell is under new management, you see. Most people don’t burn there anymore. Not unless they burned someone else. But, yes,...
“Well, I see that you’ve gained some ground. Good for you. I’m pleased that you’ve respected our pact so far. I’m not thrilled that Gabriel has taken Anne Boleyn for himself, but so be it. I wanted us to talk in person at last. Make a final deal, a covenant, if you will. I’d like to move beyond these temporary accords, which are a start, but not enough for me. I would like to move toward a more just and lasting peace between the Kingdoms of Heaven and Hell. You and I can strike a bargain, and...
“Oops, we forgot a candidate and he’s just Tweeted at us about it. Former Congressman John Delaney of Maryland wanted to remind us that he is still running for President. However, the halo that showed around his head seconds ago when he did a brief live feed would indicate that he’s unlikely to be in the race much longer. Delaney is an avowed Catholic, much like Joe Biden. “Actually, we got another annoyed Tweet just now, this time from spiritual guru and author Marianne Williamson, who...
“Excuse me, folks! Mr. President, Ms. Grisham, Dr. Tyson, Dr. May, Mr. Nye. I believe that you recognize me, the source of recent developments on the topic at hand. As the foremost expert on demonology, let me promise you that there is indeed nothing to fear from being turned. Nothing at all. Yes, technically, it’s eternal damnation, but that simply means that you won’t go to Heaven. You’ll become a devil of Hell when you die. You won’t be tormented or anything. “I should also, in fairness,...
You truly have the best job in all of Hollywood. You are a member of what has become known as the 'Hollywood Squad.' Known behind the scenes of course, the Hollywood Squad wasn’t something the power brokers of the film industry liked to advertise. But they serve an important task: Keeping the starlets of Hollywood in line. Hollywood executives loved having a bunch of sexy women in their movies, tabloids, and red carpets. They also loved having a bunch of sexy women to suck and sit on their...
Orlando certainly knew how to suck my dick, which made me wonder how he knew that, but I didn’t ultimately care. I enjoyed his oral skills for sure and also liked watching him take a strap-on dildo from Emma Watson right up his arse. It was even more entertaining when I made her grow a cock temporarily herself and bugger him with that instead. Orlando completely yielded to the pleasure of being sodomized by Emma that way, just as he did when I entered his bum from behind myself. He was busy...
I just came inside Lara and pulled out to spill a little inside Kimberly when Kari returned with her prize: Arnold Schwarzenegger, the Terminator himself. The actor, bodybuilder, and former California Governor seemed to be very happy with his lot, especially with a nice pair of horns planted on his head and a body that couldn’t go soft or fat if he tried (unless he was in disguise, of course). He was immensely proud of his massive new demon cock, too, of course. Kari beamed as I gave her a...
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“So, we’re lovers now, si, my Prince? You and me ... lovers. I don’t know or care how many wives, lovers, concubines, whatever you have. You’re a devil ... the Prince of Darkness, the King of Hell. It makes perfect sense that you’d be freer to love and lust than any other being, not constrained by God, Christ, or anyone else. All I know is that I’ve waited for years to be claimed by my Prince ... I know that it sounds very romantic for a seemingly jaded old woman, but that’s how I saw...
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