The Satanic Cult
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Introduction: All characters are 18 and over. Boy refers to a male aged between 18-25, man refers to a male aged 25+. This was where the car arrived. A. was already feeling sick after the long drive towards the north where within a desolate location a cult was active. It was called the Sleazy Satanic Cult and had all manners of fun and activity to unlock and fulfil the desires of one who enters. A. answered a PM on a website dedicated to sleazy fun, they said hell have a great time and will walk out never the same again. He didnt know what to expect, but now here it was. The location was at a forest, and only a small abandoned shed lay in sight. Of course, the place was too small to be a cult, hence there was a secret stairwell that led downwards, deep and dark beneath. A. was led by two men who grabbed him by either of his arms and downward tread slowly as the abyss consumed them all. Towards this inner hell did A. feel an exhilarating lustre that was beginning to show in his boner. He could feel and breathe in the air the men around him exhaled. What a smell, hardly ever did they brush their teeth! But that odious smell they emitted made A. turned on even more. That odious smell was like a mixture of shit and waste, like they ate a bit of meat, and then hours later ate it again the other end.
Finally, some light, a priest who was adorned in black and red clothing with a mask so frightful, with bull horns that descended from the top of the mask downward, with eye slots that were pitch black, a silver so shiny that it was the very material that grafted the mask itself. Such a sight, and it was causing A. to ooze cum to the max. Call me Priest he said. A. could only droop his head, peering into one of the rooms with boys servicing the cocks of greater men, whose dominance traversed the entire room that in their dirty-clad bodies gave off a scent even here can it be smelt. The man to the right of A. walked forward and, as though attempting to strangle A. with his left hand, thus remarked: you like what you see there, boy? Clearly youre not dominant to service a boy, but would rather become a boy! Hes not just a boy, Priest remarked. Hes a slave to this cult, in order to initiate in our cult, he must either prove hes a Satanist or become one just like we are.
They took A. into a room a little further from the rest, where a large slab of stone was in the middle which was covered in cushions and silk. Opposite the entrance, however, was astounding, it was Satan himself. A huge figure of Satan shaped as the Baphomet had stood there with eyes peering at the one who enters. A. slowly entered the chamber and was directed to lay on the slab of stone to begin the initiation. In order to become one with Satan, he ought to share his blood with one the Priest chooses to be his Master. Bring Calphon. He will be this boys Master. Draped in black all round was presumably Calphon. His eyes were wide and brown, that starred into A.s own eyes with a dominant gaze that moved A. into complete submission. For A. was now lying down at the slab of stone where his dominant arm was slowly slit with blood that dripped slowly into a glass ere half full. The other half of the glass was filled with Calphons blood that dripped from his own dominant arm, which he had slit by himself. With the glass now mixed with the blood of A. and Calphon, A. must now drink half the glass, and Calphon the other. It was a ritual remarked in silence, with all eyes gazing at A. and Calphon. A. had to lift himself up a little, where Calphon supported his head as they took turns in drinking from the glass from whence their blood had filled. While drinking, the Priest instructed them both to unite their slit arms so that their blood can be exchanged while the drinking was commenced. It was a sip by A. to a sip by Calphon. The symbolism there is to share the pleasures of drinking something almost like wine. But Priest had just that which required that finalisation.
With the first stage of the ritual over, both A. and Calphons slit arms were bandaged and all witnesses left the room. No words had to be spoken, no contract to be signed. For to bond in blood is the greatest bonding of them all. Thus remained A., Calphon and Priest. Priest directed A. to approach the Baphomet and kneel. Priest pat Calphon on the shoulder, wishing him all the best. Priest later left the room, where the real action shall commence. There mustve been something extra added to that glass, for it made A. more hornier than usual, and can even feel his own heart palpitating. His breathing was at this point more deeper, and suddenly felt Calphon slowly breathing in a deep way down his back. He was at this stripped off the black attire and was now sat directly behind A. on one leg. The pleasure was intense, with first kisses, touching and snogging, later with more groping and twisting of nipples and hickies at the neck. Finally, their animal instincts had consumed them both.
In front of the Baphomet lay two guys finally embracing their animal side, humility was a vice at this point. They spat into each others mouths and with only A. bearing an unshaven head, his hair was pulled as Calphon fingered A.. He had now douched, so shit was naturally inside, but that didnt stop Calphon at all. Nay, Calphon beheld unto A. his shit and devoured it before his eyes. This turned on A. even further, and begged to lick his Masters hole clean. So it was done: Calphon sat atop A.s face and issued a raspy fart which later brought forward shit that covered A. as he licked Calphons hole greedily to suck out more shit in order to satisfy his great urges that consumed him. A. was undergoing a huge transformation, he was no longer human at this point. He was a sex animal, and clearly enjoyed being one. Once he finished, it was now time to settle the score so as to have A. empty himself into Calphon. As they both exchanged their shitty loads, Calphon used A.s shit as lube to fuck A. bearing in mind that A. was tight, and Calphon was a staggering 8 long, and 8 thick. It was a monster of a cock Calphon had. Getting it inside A. wasnt easy, he had to finger A., then insert another finger, then another, and then another, then finally managed to just about get his entire hand in. The fact A. was relaxed and horny made this process easier, and it was thus time to consummate the bonding between them with a final groan issued by A. and a moan emitted by Calphon that caused him to enter A. slowly but surely imaginable. Just 2 inside A. and A. was already cumming uncontrollably, that didnt end the session though. There was still much more to go before Calphon could truly feel satisfaction.
Fucking as he went, he thrusted in and out to bring A. back to a state of pleasure which loosened him further. Calphon entered another 2 in, past the prostate and slowly brought himself closer to the edge of A.s rectum where his internal wall was blocking Calphon from proceeding further a few inches. A. took a deep breath and Calphon dived inside as though demolishing an entire wall that prevented A. from getting fucked by real, manly guys such as Calphon. Here was the end to A.s virginity, thus Calphon was inside, and thus A. was finally Calphons slave. If pleasure were a person, then She would envy the amount of pleasure Calphon and A. were experiencing. But luckily no women here, for only men in this cult can ever be present, and slowly and swiftly did Calphon fuck A. to the max which at this point had two hours passed between them. As bareback is the only way, it is naturally the best way to fuck without a condom. To enjoy real meat without plastic in between, to feel meat inside you that brings you closer to orgasm than ever before. After so long as the fucking continued, switching positions from missionary first to doggy the next, and from spoons the other to cowboy the next. A great feeling that rose between them as Calphons muscular body beheld itself through all its great splendour that penetrated deep into A.s slim and meagre body. A. was learning, and through this final lesson learnt Calphon was reaching a great orgasm that illuminated from them both.
As Calphon cummed inside A. raw, so too did his slave. A. was now in the world of pleasure, and finally as their shit-ridden bodies touched they kissed and finally had he converted. He found himself at the edge of the world between the gates of hell and the illusion called life. Thus he stepped into hell and submitted to Satan and Calphon, and thus he was at this point Calphons only pet and slave to be nourished at his Masters responsibility. The session ended and they left through another entrance towards a new life and a new world where Calphon shall teach A. more than just sex, but the world of pleasure itself and what benefits therein. Before leaving the ritual chamber, Calphon turned round and declared: From now on, your name is Daemon. And from now on, you answer to me and me only. You eat when I say, you shit when I say, you drink when I say, and you fuck and talk with whomever I permit to. Failure to abide by any of these and other rules means you will be tortured. And you will continue to be tortured until you obey. Understood, Daemon?
I understand, Calphon.
Call me Sir.
Towards Sirs own chambers did Daemon thus departed with him, and the world Daemon lived in thus left behind.
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FantasyA creamy encounter with Asian culture.A fictional story by Master Zigur.Based on a true story.She was a lovely Asian wife. Her looking was simply provocative. With that sensuality that only Asians have, a mixture of humble and sensuality that makes her as desirable as delicious for sexual perversions and all the senses enjoy. Not tall, average body, silk skin, a long dark hair, covering a beautiful face, with beautiful Asian eyes, voluptuous lips, and that look that only the naughties ones...
As it happened, my son's wife Wendy had just completed her university education, graduating from a Mid-Western University with an MA in Geography. This was a fortuitous coincidence because I was planning a business trip to India. Our company was following the trend and was going to open a phone-bank in India to answer questions concerning our business.The company wasn't proud of out-sourcing, but it was good business. So I was being sent to travel to major cities to survey the situation and I...
ThreesomesMaare River Culture By Jacquie Windsor [email protected] --- 'A Bavarian is a cross between an Austrian and a human.' --Otto Von Bismarck, German Chancellor. (c. 1870) '[There] are countless people who have lost an arm, and then gone on to lead a perfectly (KOCHANSKI mimes the verbal quote marks using only one hand) "normal" life.' --"Red Dwarf", Series 7, Episode 8, "Nanarchy" --- "Doctor Medwick, get in here. I need you." The authoritative voice of Professor...
People saw the Amazons of Themyscara as the zenith of both womanly empowerment and peaceful society. This is only half right. Wonder Woman and all Amazons have all long since become misogynists and sex addicts due to changes Zeus implemented in the Greek Pantheon over the millennia, and when Diana declared she would go and 'Save the World of Man' she didn't mean she was going to banish evil and uphold justice- though she did end up doing that anyway- what she really meant was she was going to...
-Nathanial Hawthorne, “Young Goodman Brown" *** Cassie knew what the red envelope meant as soon as it fell through the mail slot. She held it in two fingers, as if it might catch on fire. When her mother saw it she practically squealed, throwing her arms around Cassie in an enormous hug. “I’m so proud of you,” she said. “It’s not a big deal,” said Cassie. “Everyone gets one sooner or later.” But her voice trembled a little anyway, and she twisted a curl of hair around one...
I awoke to find myself dressed in a short red silk dress, on a large four postured bed. The room was very large and intimidating. There were huge vaulted ceilings and looming windows all covered by dark drapes. A fire place burned in one corner creating an almost comforting glow. As strange as all of this was, I looked down at myself and I felt strangely sexy. I'd never referred to myself as such, and I liked the idea. I wanted to fuck something-bad! It was like someone had turned my sex...
Introduction: This story is set in present day, and it meant to be completely fictional (im a wiccna myself, please be gentle with my critisim… ITS MY FIRST STORY! ???? )) The morning sun shone in through my window as I lay on my homely little twin bed. I ran my fingers through my long dark hair wondering what time is was exactly. My name is Sasha. I am 18 years old and I live in a peaceful village at the base of a large group of mountains. My family is large and very religious in the Christian...