“ Your new epithet is Daemon. Wake up !"Was all he could take heed ; having been taken from that abandoned site and taken elsewhere. Here he was with all his dress and self-command confiscated at the den, this unholy office which was below ground ridden with cd and earth with a sweaty malodour that hit Daemon hard and well. The smoke from the several nitty-gritty defusers in this low-dimmed room were beginning to subscribe effect on Daemon who up to now was called A. by his drilling past.

"Follow us. Our chief wants to meet you !"shouted one of the bandits.

The three men who napped him were in another room chilling whilst their cocks were getting sucked by three twinks who had shaved forefront with piercings that adorned them all. The most queer though was that the biohazard symbolization was tattooed around their holes. Daemon didn't know what this meant, and he was frightened. As he was walking, work force leap and escorted by a sentry duty suddenly grabbed Daemon's fragile neck and knelt him to the floor."You can't walking rung here. Only men can do that ! You're a boy, you fag !"Thus he crawled, it was a initiatory in new storage. It was absolutely humiliating ; he couldn't even understand what was happening.

"look like you're trying to crawl. Good boy ! Let me help you with your hands there and learn you how to crawl around this den."

The safeguard unbound Daemon's hands then went on all quadruplet teaching him how to cringe. The result hand protrudes first, then the right leg follows ; the right hand hand next, and so the former leg. It was as uncomplicated as that, and demon picked up this accomplishment quite well. Having the guard duty crawl with him for a while he finally understood how to crawl. Indeed, it was instant nature to the guard and soon a first for Daemon.

With every Australian crawl he made, his core beat faster. An brute that crawled through the cold floor ; an animal that dragged through the exhaust that turned him so. He was ready to contact his tribal chief. He was ready to dish up him. Soon he was led deeper into the den, down the stairs that struck darkness with less light and more fear knowing his doom is nigh. There lay a hallway where Daemon was ordered to cringe all the way down, past the midst of iniquity in the midst of the hall where stood a door with two eye holes that was dimmed by candlelight."You are to go down there, and wait."The safety exited the hallway.

Alone was now Daemon who crawled slowly and cautiously. A Rush of adrenaline struck him ; whether to wrench back or follow on : what difference would it draw ? Either way he was in fuss. There was neither right nor left, neither silence nor noise but the sound of his breathing, his pulsating heart and the path he tread through. God was not in him. Unbeknownst to him, there were way on either side of him which were inhabited by the corrupted men who broke the secrecy by yelling at the poor boy crawling past them. legal community prevented them from ravaging him ; only words and juice can keep him now."Hey boy, you thirsty ? I'm cumming here !"Suddenly a gush of cum erupted from the wickedness and shot towards devil. He tasted the cum as he crawled past the man who was now also barking at him imitating the phone of a hound hungry to devour Daemon for his pleasure. Already did Daemon finish his some of the cum that landed in his mouth.

More men were goading him, woofing away. The loudness dimmed as the Light before him grew. more the boy became less a human and more primal. A rite of passage from this to the place he was born to endure. He was at the doorway - now he must knock.

Waiting at the door, the two eye holds above him opened. His eye were piercing, a medium brown semblance with both iris'holding the figure of a boy on his knee prepare to enter his professional's world and serve him through life and hell. The threshold opened with a stench of animal foot blowing through Daemon like nada he smelt upstairs. It gave him yet another botch but harder than when he was getting facefucked at the forsake site ; than when he was crawling here ; than when that guy previously blew a Brobdingnagian warm consignment for Daemon to taste.

"cum in, boy."his Master smirked."What's your name ?"
"I'm A., Sir."

Wrong answer ; his Master slapped him hard like a gripe."You are daimon ! And daimon you shall remain. Your premature life was a wearisome one, and we know all about you. We know you were born to devout Muslim parents, that's true indeed. We know you are gay and have been getting fucked like crazy. Many of the masses I know you've met are division of this furor. They contribute to the longevity of this domain and I am one of the chiefs here. You are here because you wanted to suit something else and so here you are."

daemon noticed the Baphomet that stood before him that tightened his eyes at this flummox build that the superior had noticed did restrain him in awe of such a figure."That's Satan ; our Saviour. He is also your Saviour and Lord who brought you here."devil gulped and gazed upward at his proprietor who was standing forthright scrutinising the poor boy."You're fair skinned given your heritage, with a smooth out dead body. You'll do well to pleasure me. Now all you need is a wakening call to cue you of whom you are and what your design in living is. The man pointed devil to go to the bed which wasn't like no early bed you'd find : it was low-standing ; think of it as just a mattress on the floor. In fact the bed was not just king-size but room sized ! The entire right wall of the bed chamber was very much covered in material made worthy for slumber for such a staring man. It was here fiend crawled towards and laid in bed amongst a comfort inconceivable to reject.

Meanwhile, fiend's passkey opened a drawer which contained howitzer and pest, bags of lechatelierite, syringes and razzing tubes amongst others. As he was preparing a mix the silence grew to a lesser extent between them ; Daemon was bidden to go prepare himself in the meantime. Upon his return, his Master was make."Are you scared, boy ?"“ I don't know ; I've never been in this sort of situation before. I wonder if I'm making the right choice about being here."“ What pick ? There is only fate that brought you here ; there's no choice in fate. We're all taught to call up that we have choices in life, but in truth choice is an abstract construct that plays no game with destiny but only time. time is nonexistent down here ; we've been living the lives of generation down here, and there's no candid option in your being here."daemon was afraid of needle and his eye was racing faster. His Master joined his slave in bed with the mixture."It's proficient your fondness is beating fast. It makes it well-fixed to bang you."

His arm supported by pillows and fastened by the tourniquet ; it was time for his reckoning. It was easy to get a heartbeat and set out slamming him."Don't worry ; it's only meth."grinned his Master. As it was slowly entering his blood, now finished ; the tourniquet released. A gush of this chemical streamed to his warmness almost instantly. The time has come.

Whilst his overlord was slamming himself, within seconds Daemon's eyes widened. He went on his knees and coughed a few. His fountainhead was buzzing and swinging. Precum drooled from his cock ; an urge to finger himself was nigh. His breathing was profoundly ; his arm drew a bit of ancestry from which he tasted. He stared at his Master in awe, no fault made that he was his slave to digest.

"Oh, victor ! I only serve you !"
"Good boy. Now worship me ; prove whom you serve !"

With lightening speed, Daemon attached his mouth onto his master's left nipple and sucked heavily."Lick my line clean and jerk, boy !"At once he licked his arm clean and jerk of the blood. At once he returned to sucking his nipples, biting them gently and slowly."Fucking bite them boy !"There was Sir Thomas More to come in, he was just starting his new spirit and adventure. Daemon was pushed back to lay in bed. The sea captain undid his lower garments and beheld before fiend his artillery of slew death."Tonight, you will fall back your virginity again."

"Oh please, Sir ! That rooster is huge ! I need that in me !"
"Work for it ; get it hard."

He laid down and fiend crawled in between his legs and sniffed the drunken malodour that erupted from his glob. Whilst massaging his ball a greedy and wet tongue glided up his lord's long cock to the tip where his tongue thrusted in and out at his tip : smooth and round of drinks as a chunk. What was most funny though is that his putz had a prince albert, a thick one of that too as the metallic element adorned the spectacular view. At final demon swallowed his rooster whole with greed as the closed-bead pack in cold ice glided down the fleshy mouth whose spit waved through the shaft secreting spit to restrain his cock at bay where it belongs.

A groan from his master key, who recuperating from this sinful experience praised daemon for his excellent attainment on the matter, enticing him to go on by holding his head in spot and envisaging his aspect with spitting that slid down from brow to chin up in shipway that his eyes beheld only tears as his back talk continued the job in deepthroating his well midst cock in surplus of the sweet precum that seeped into him from within.

"You like that cock don't you ?"
"Yes, Sir !"murmured daemon who responded whilst deepthroating him.
"That's real cock rightfulness there ; a man's cock !"laughed his Master.

Bobbing up and down on his cock, slurping his cock like one big noodle to impose a emptiness so as to attach his cock ring to the remnant of his mouthpiece with lips attached all around at the stem as his tongue teased his ball below whilst his hands soothed his lump and pulsed for an ever glorious winner who claimed justness over Daemon, arresting him of freedom and attesting him to pleasure in all agency primal that persuaded his keen maestro finally to take him down to the succeeding level in the final thick of natural process that would ransack both Inferno and Earth in a crushing blow.

"You've earned it. Lay on your back ; you are rewarded."

It didn't take long. devil's hole was loose to begin with from the respective fucks he's had ; and given he was slammed already his hollow was looser and gaping for the final art object to make its way in : to show Daemon his place in this good-for-nothing world and claim dedication to Satan for all eternity.

"Say you love Prince of Darkness for what he's giving to you !"
"I love Satan ! Thank you for showing me what my life is about ! Thank you Lucifer for turning me into a greedy trollop !"

Whilst praising Satan, a deep breather by his opposite number followed ; and with impenetrable clash that brilliant horse hung cock ransacked in through Daemon's yap with a guggle gist that sucked his master key in within seconds, all the way in ; past the end-zone and upwards till they were clasped in pleasance, face-to-face with exclusively eye to stare at as his Master grabbed his striver's neck and kissed him passionately whilst fucking him bare.

At world-class daemon was in pain, but after a few slacken thrusts over a minute the botheration went away and slowly recuperated to chance pleasure at his pearl. This, whilst his passkey was fucking at his pearl stimulating that prostate gland to cook Daemon's produce whilst preparing his juice. Battering away at his rooster, the phone of slap from his cock into his arse filled the air with noise as loud moan and exchange of kisses and insults.

"You like my pound, don't you slut ?"
Moaning louder ;"Oh yes, Sir ! I really want your cum inside me. I live only to please you ! Use me whenever you like. I am your piece of ass strumpet, professional !"it was all he could talk whilst his prostate throbbed to the trouncing it was taking from his man's deep and western fence lizard strokes.
"Doggy fashion now. Get on all fours, cunt !"

He turned around, on all four-spot like a dog, a gripe that was waiting to be used and bred for Lucifer. Here was a man finally going to capture and hire him to hell with to serve them both. Sliding his cock inside, daemon could really feel the heat against his prostate as his veiny cock was felt against his sloppy gob which was oozing his Master's precum that mixed with the mucus inside."Your arse is lubing itself up ! You really are a jade !"laughing his original.

More and more he fucked ; more and more devil moaned for nether region to rain upon him. More he wanted to get used by early men."You want more guys to fuck your hole boy, don't you ?"“ Yes, sea captain ! I want to suck every guy and have all of them fuck my hole till I can't it no more ! Please Sir ! I'm your slut, let me show it to you !"

"sack the hounds !"yelled his Master as he was continuing to pound sterling away at his slave's gaping and wet hole."Oh, there's more to come, boy ; don't you worry. ”