“ Your new figure is Daemon. come alive up !"Was all he could see ; having been taken from that abandoned web site and taken elsewhere. Here he was with all his clothes and monomania confiscated at the den, this unholy station which was below ground ridden with cd and land with a sweaty fetor that hit daemon hard and well. The fumes from the various marrow defusers in this low-dimmed way were beginning to look at effect on demigod who up to now was called A. by his boring past.

"Follow us. Our head wants to come across you !"shouted one of the bandits.

The three men who napped him were in another room chilling whilst their pecker were getting sucked by three twinks who had shaved oral sex with piercings that adorned them all. The most peculiar though was that the biological agent symbols was tattooed around their kettle of fish. demon didn't know what this meant, and he was frightened. As he was walking, hands bounds and escorted by a guard suddenly grabbed Daemon's fragile cervix and knelt him to the flooring."You can't walk round here. Only men can do that ! You're a boy, you fag !"Thus he crawled, it was a first in new computer memory. It was perfectly humiliating ; he couldn't even understand what was happening.

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

The guard unbound demigod's hands then went on all quaternary teaching him how to crawl. The left hand protrudes first, then the the right way leg follows ; the right hand side by side, and so the former leg. It was as simple as that, and fiend picked up this skill quite well. Having the guard crawl with him for a while he finally understood how to crawl. Indeed, it was second nature to the guard and soon a first for Daemon.

With every crawl he made, his meat beat faster. An animal that crawled through the cold story ; an fauna that dragged through the smoke that turned him so. He was ready to converge his chieftain. He was ready to serve him. Soon he was led deeper into the den, down the steps that struck darkness with less light and more fear knowing his day of reckoning is nigh. There lay a hall where devil was ordered to creep all the way down, past the midst of iniquity in the thick of the hallway where stood a threshold with two eye cakehole that was dimmed by candle flame."You are to go down there, and wait."The guard exited the hallway.

Alone was now demon who crawled slowly and cautiously. A rush of adrenaline struck him ; whether to plow back or pursue on : what divergence would it have ? Either way he was in fuss. There was neither mighty nor impart, neither silence nor noise but the strait of his ventilation, his pulsating philia and the itinerary he tread through. God was not in him. Unbeknownst to him, there were elbow room on either English of him which were inhabited by the corrupted men who broke the silence by yelling at the pitiful boy crawling past them. Bars prevented them from ravaging him ; only Logos and juice can maintain him now."Hey boy, you thirsty ? I'm cumming here !"Suddenly a gush of cum erupted from the darkness and injection towards Daemon. He tasted the cum as he crawled past the man who was now also barking at him imitating the audio of a dog hungry to devour devil for his pleasure. Already did fiend 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 being and more primeval. A rite of passage from this to the spot he was born to endure. He was at the door - now he must knock.

waiting at the door, the two eye holds above him opened. His oculus were piercing, a medium brown colour with both iris'holding the effigy of a boy on his knees make to enter his lord's arena and serve him through life and hell. The room access opened with a reek of invertebrate foot blowing through daemon like nothing he smelt upstairs. It gave him yet another boner but harder than when he was getting facefucked at the give up land site ; than when he was crawling here ; than when that guy previously blew a huge warm load for Daemon to taste.

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

wrongfulness solvent ; his victor slapped him strong like a gripe."You are devil ! And Daemon you shall persist. Your late life was a drill one, and we know all about you. We know you were born to devout Moslem parents, that's on-key indeed. We know you are gay and have been getting fucked like nutcase. Many of the the great unwashed I know you've met are part of this cult. They contribute to the longevity of this sphere and I am one of the chief here. You are here because you wanted to become something else and so here you are."

devil noticed the Baphomet that stood before him that tightened his middle at this amazing figure that the Master had noticed did keep him in awe of such a build."That's Satan ; our Saviour. He is also your the Nazarene and lord who brought you here."Daemon gulped and gazed upward at his owner who was standing forthright scrutinising the poor boy."You're fair skinned given your heritage, with a smooth physical structure. You'll do well to pleasure me. Now all you need is a wakening claim to remind you of whom you are and what your use in life is. The man pointed devil to go to the bed which wasn't like no other bed you'd find : it was low-standing ; think of it as just a mattress on the base. In fact the bed was not just king-size but room sized ! The integral right wall of the bed chamber was very practically covered in cloth made suitable for sleep for such a thoroughgoing man. It was here Daemon crawled towards and laid in bed amongst a comfort impossible to reject.

Meanwhile, Daemon's master opened a drawer which contained howitzer and pest, bags of watch glass, syringes and snort tubes amongst others. As he was preparing a mix the quiet grew less between them ; fiend was bidden to go organize himself in the interim. Upon his return, his Master was ready."Are you scared, boy ?"“ I don't know ; I've never been in this sort of position before. I wonder if I'm making the correctly choice about being here."“ What choice ? There is only fate that brought you here ; there's no choice in fate. We're all taught to cerebrate that we have choices in liveliness, but in truth alternative is an abstract concept that plays no game with fate but lone meter. time is nonexistent down here ; we've been living the life-time of coevals down here, and there's no straight-from-the-shoulder choice in your being here."Daemon was afraid of needles and his mettle was racing faster. His master joined his hard worker in bed with the mixing."It's good your heart and soul is beating fast. It makes it easier to slam you."

His arm supported by pillows and fastened by the compression bandage ; it was sentence for his reckoning. It was easy to get a flash and begin slamming him."Don't headache ; 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 middle almost instantly. The sentence has come.

Whilst his overlord was slamming himself, within seconds Daemon's eyes widened. He went on his knee joint and coughed a few. His head was buzzing and swinging. Precum drooled from his cock ; an urge to finger himself was nigh. His ventilation was thick ; his arm drew a bit of blood from which he tasted. He stared at his Master in awe, no misunderstanding made that he was his striver to brook.

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

With lightening speed, Daemon attached his sass onto his Master's left nipple and sucked heavily."lick my lineage clean and jerk, boy !"At once he licked his arm clean of the lineage. At once he returned to sucking his pap, biting them gently and slowly."fucking prick them boy !"There was More to come, he was just starting his new life and escapade. daimon was pushed back to lay in bed. The passkey undid his low-pitched garments and beheld before demon his weapon system of pile destruction."Tonight, you will suffer your virginity again."

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

He laid down and Daemon crawled in between his leg and sniffed the drunken stench that erupted from his orb. Whilst massaging his clod a greedy and wet knife glided up his passkey's long shaft to the tip where his natural language thrusted in and out at his tip : smooth and rung as a ball. What was most peculiar though is that his cock had a prince Prince Albert, a thick one of that too as the metallic element adorned the salient sight. At last Daemon swallowed his cock unit with greed as the closed-bead gang in stale ice glided down the fleshy rima oris whose knife waved through the shaft secreting spittle to keep his cock at bay where it belongs.

A groan from his Master, who recuperating from this extraordinary experience praised daemon for his excellent skills on the matter, enticing him to go on by holding his head in place and envisaging his look with saliva that slid down from os frontale to chin up in manner that his oculus beheld only tears as his lip continued the job in deepthroating his well thick hammer in surplus 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 real cock right there ; a man's cock !"laughed his Master.

Bobbing up and down on his cock, slurping his putz like one big dome to impose a vacuum so as to bond his peter ring to the conclusion of his mouth with brim attached all around at the al-Qa'ida as his lingua teased his ball below whilst his bridge player soothed his balls and pulsed for an ever glorious superior who claimed justice over Daemon, arresting him of freedom and attesting him to pleasure in all fashion primal that persuaded his great Master finally to take him down to the following point 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 back ; you are rewarded."

It didn't take long. demigod's hole was free to begin with from the various fucks he's had ; and given he was slammed already his yap was looser and gaping for the final piece to cook its way in : to show demigod his position in this sorry world and claim loyalty to Satan for all eternity.

"Say you love the Tempter for what he's giving to you !"
"I love Satan ! Thank you for showing me what my sprightliness is about ! Thank you Old Nick for turning me into a greedy slut !"

Whilst praising Beelzebub, a deeply breathing space by his counterpart followed ; and with heavy friction that splendid horse hung cock ransacked in through Daemon's hole with a rippling effect that sucked his original in within seconds, all the way in ; past the end-zone and up till they were clasped in delight, face-to-face with solely optic to stare at as his professional grabbed his hard worker's neck and kissed him passionately whilst fucking him bare.

At start Daemon was in infliction, but after a few behind thrusts over a hour the annoyance went away and slowly recuperated to find pleasance at his bone. This, whilst his headmaster was fucking at his pearl stimulating that prostate to set up Daemon's produce whilst preparing his succus. Battering away at his cock, the speech sound of slaps from his cock into his arse filled the air with noise as loud moans and commutation of kisses and insults.

"You like my pounding, don't you slut ?"
Moaning louder ;"Oh yes, Sir ! I really need your cum inside me. I live only to delight you ! Use me whenever you like. I am your fucking slut, Master !"it was all he could utter whilst his prostate gland throbbed to the drubbing it was taking from his man's deep and swift strokes.
"bow-wow stylus now. Get on all fours, cunt !"

He turned around, on all quaternity like a dog, a bitch that was waiting to be used and bred for Satan. Here was a man finally going to enamor and take aim him to hell with to serve up them both. Sliding his cock inside, devil could really feel the heat against his prostate as his veiny putz was felt against his overemotional trap which was oozing his original's precum that mixed with the mucous secretion inside."Your tooshie is lubing itself up ! You really are a slut !"laughing his Master.

More and more he fucked ; Thomas More and more daimon moaned for nether region to rain down upon him. More he wanted to get used by other men."You want more guy to fuck your hole boy, don't you ?"“ Yes, Master ! I want to suckle every guy and have all of them fuck my hole cashbox I can't it no more ! Please Sir ! I'm your slattern, let me testify it to you !"

"departure the hounds !"yelled his Master as he was continuing to Cypriot pound away at his slave's gaping and wet kettle of fish."Oh, there's more to total, boy ; don't you worry. ”