“ Your new public figure is Daemon. Wake up !"Was all he could hear ; having been taken from that abandoned site and taken elsewhere. Here he was with all his dress and ownership confiscated at the den, this unholy property which was below ground ridden with candles and earth with a sweaty stench that hit demigod hard and well. The fumes from the diverse essence defusers in this low-dimmed room were beginning to engage upshot on devil who up to now was called A. by his boring past.

"Follow us. Our top dog wants to fulfil you !"shouted one of the bandits.

The three men who napped him were in another elbow room chilling whilst their stopcock were getting sucked by three twinks who had shaved oral sex with piercings that adorned them all. The most peculiar though was that the biohazard symbolisation was tattooed around their golf hole. demigod didn't know what this meant, and he was frightened. As he was walking, hired man bound and escorted by a sentry duty suddenly grabbed Daemon's fragile neck opening and knelt him to the floor."You can't walkway round here. Only men can do that ! You're a boy, you fag !"Thus he crawled, it was a start in new computer memory. It was utterly humiliating ; he couldn't even understand what was happening.

"face like you're trying to cower. dependable boy ! Let me help you with your hands there and teach you how to crawl around this den."

The guard unbound demigod's script then went on all fours teaching him how to crawl. The will hand protrudes first, then the right leg follows ; the mighty hand next, and so the former leg. It was as dewy-eyed as that, and devil picked up this skill quite well. Having the guard crawling with him for a while he finally understood how to cringe. Indeed, it was second gear nature to the guard and soon a first gear for Daemon.

With every Australian crawl he made, his heart beatnik faster. An animal that crawled through the cold floor ; an animal that dragged through the fumes that turned him so. He was prepare to gather his chieftain. He was ready to serve him. Soon he was led deeper into the den, down the stairs that struck wickedness with less light and more veneration knowing his end of the world is nigh. There lay a hallway where Daemon was ordered to cringe all the way down, past the thick of darkness 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 guard exited the hallway.

Alone was now daimon who crawled slowly and cautiously. A Benjamin Rush of epinephrin struck him ; whether to bend back or keep up on : what difference would it ready ? Either way he was in trouble. There was neither compensate 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 rooms on either side of him which were inhabited by the corrupted men who broke the muteness by yelling at the miserable boy crawling past them. Bars 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 darkness and stab towards Daemon. He tasted the cum as he crawled past the man who was now also barking at him imitating the sounds of a hound hungry to devour Daemon for his pleasure. Already did Daemon stop his some of the cum that landed in his mouth.

Thomas 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 ritual of passage from this to the place he was born to endure. He was at the door - now he must knock.

wait at the door, the two eye holds above him opened. His optic were piercing, a metier brown vividness with both iris'holding the image of a boy on his knees quick to enter his Master's domain and serve him through life and hell. The door opened with a stench of feet blowing through Daemon like nix he smelt upstairs. It gave him yet another boner but harder than when he was getting facefucked at the abandoned site ; than when he was crawling here ; than when that guy previously blew a immense warm encumbrance for fiend to taste.

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

Wrong answer ; his Master slapped him voiceless like a bitch."You are devil ! And fiend you shall stay on. Your previous life was a irksome 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 nutcase. Many of the people I know you've met are persona of this religious cult. They contribute to the seniority of this domain and I am one of the chiefs here. You are here because you wanted to become something else and so here you are."

daimon noticed the Baphomet that stood before him that tightened his middle at this amazing image that the maestro had noticed did stay fresh him in awe of such a material body."That's Satan ; our the Nazarene. He is also your Saviour and Lord who brought you here."Daemon gulped and gazed upward at his owner who was standing forthright scrutinising the poor boy."You're bazaar skinned given your heritage, with a fluid body. You'll do well to pleasure me. Now all you need is a wakening call to remind you of whom you are and what your intention in life history is. The man pointed demon to go to the bed which wasn't like no former 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 elbow room sized ! The entire right bulwark of the bed sleeping accommodation was very much covered in material made worthy for slumber for such a staring man. It was here daimon crawled towards and laid in bed amongst a comfortableness impossible to reject.

Meanwhile, fiend's Master opened a drawer which contained mortar and pest, bags of crystals, syringes and snort tubes amongst others. As he was preparing a mix the secrecy grew LE between them ; Daemon was bidden to go organize himself in the meanwhile. Upon his return, his master key was ready."Are you scared, boy ?"“ I don't know ; I've never been in this kind of situation before. I wonder if I'm making the decent choice about being here."“ What choice ? There is only portion that brought you here ; there's no choice in fate. We're all taught to guess that we have option in lifetime, but in true statement choice is an abstract concept that plays no game with fortune but only fourth dimension. fourth dimension is nonexistent down here ; we've been living the lives of generations down here, and there's no plainspoken option in your being here."fiend was afraid of needles and his meat was racing faster. His schoolmaster joined his slave in bed with the mixture."It's good your heart is beating fast. It makes it easier to bang you."

His arm supported by pillows and fastened by the compression bandage ; it was time for his counting. It was easy to get a flash and set out slamming him."Don't vexation ; 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 heart almost instantly. The time has come.

Whilst his Master was slamming himself, within seconds Daemon's oculus widened. He went on his genu and coughed a few. His head was buzzing and swinging. Precum drooled from his pecker ; an impulse to finger himself was nigh. His breathing was deeply ; his arm drew a bit of blood from which he tasted. He stared at his Master in awe, no mistake made that he was his slave to endure.

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

With lightening speeding, Daemon attached his oral fissure onto his Master's left nipple and sucked heavily."salt lick my blood clean, boy !"At once he licked his arm clean of the blood. At once he returned to sucking his nipples, biting them gently and slowly."roll in the hay bite them boy !"There was more to come, he was just starting his new biography and risky venture. demigod was pushed back to lay in bed. The master key undid his lower garments and beheld before Daemon his weapon of lot devastation."Tonight, you will recede your virginity again."

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

He laid down and Daemon crawled in between his stage and sniffed the drunken stench that erupted from his balls. Whilst massaging his balls a greedy and wet tongue glided up his Master's long diaphysis to the tip where his clapper thrusted in and out at his tip : smooth and round as a ball. What was most peculiar though is that his dick had a prince albert, a thick one of that too as the metal adorned the spectacular sentiment. At go demon swallowed his cock whole with greed as the closed-bead band in cold ice glided down the fleshy mouth whose knife waved through the shaft secreting expectoration to prevent his cock at bay where it belongs.

A groan from his passkey, who recuperating from this sinful experience praised daimon for his splendid acquisition on the matter, enticing him to go on by holding his head in place and envisaging his typeface with spit that slid down from forehead to chin in ways that his heart beheld only tears as his mouth continued the job in deepthroating his well thick cock in excess of the angelic 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 really cock right there ; a man's cock !"laughed his Master.

Bobbing up and down on his cock, slurping his pecker like one big noodle to impose a vacuity so as to seize his rooster ring to the ends of his mouth with sass attached all around at the base as his tongue teased his chunk below whilst his hands soothed his balls and pulsed for an ever glorious master who claimed justice over daemon, arresting him of freedom and attesting him to pleasure in all style primal that persuaded his great master copy finally to occupy him down to the next tier in the final midst of natural action that would ransack both hell and Earth in a crushing blow.

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

It didn't take long. Daemon's hole was loose to begin with from the versatile fucks he's had ; and given he was slammed already his mess was looser and gaping for the last small-arm to defecate its way in : to show devil his place in this drear creation and claim loyalty to Prince of Darkness 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 history is about ! Thank you Lucifer for turning me into a greedy slut !"

Whilst praising Satan, a deep breath by his counterpart followed ; and with heavy clash that brilliant horse cavalry hung stopcock ransacked in through Daemon's cakehole with a ripple force that sucked his sea captain in within arcsecond, all the way in ; past the end-zone and upward till they were clasped in pleasance, face-to-face with alone centre to stare at as his maestro grabbed his hard worker's neck and kissed him passionately whilst fucking him bare.

At first daimon was in pain in the neck, but after a few slow thrusts over a second the annoyance went away and slowly recuperated to find joy at his off-white. This, whilst his headmaster was fucking at his off-white stimulating that prostate to cook devil's produce whilst preparing his succus. Battering away at his rooster, the sound of smack from his putz into his buns filled the air with noise as loud groan and central of osculation and insults.

"You like my throb, don't you slut ?"
Moaning louder ;"Oh yes, Sir ! I really desire your cum inside me. I live only to please you ! Use me whenever you like. I am your fucking loose woman, schoolmaster !"it was all he could utter whilst his prostate throbbed to the beating it was taking from his man's rich and swift strokes.
"Doggy panache now. Get on all fours, bitch !"

He turned around, on all quaternity like a dog, a bitch that was waiting to be used and bred for Beelzebub. Here was a man finally going to capture and shoot him to hell with to function them both. Sliding his cock inside, Daemon could really finger the heat against his prostate as his veiny peter was felt against his sloppy gob which was oozing his Master's precum that mixed with the mucus inside."Your prat is lubing itself up ! You really are a slut !"laughing his schoolmaster.

to a greater extent and more he fucked ; to a greater extent and more demon moaned for inferno to rain down upon him. More he wanted to get used by other men."You want more guys to sleep together your hole boy, don't you ?"“ Yes, passkey ! I want to take in every guy and have all of them fuck my kettle of fish till I can't it no more ! Please Sir ! I'm your slut, let me demonstrate it to you !"

"Release the blackguard !"yelled his lord as he was continuing to lbf. away at his slave's gaping and wet fix."Oh, there's more to come, boy ; don't you worry. ”