Realm of Darkness, Part 14
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It did not take long for the boys to recover from their intense Satanic boy orgasms. The erotic demonic power stayed in them and grew more potent as they digested the Satanic seed and then licked my copious release from each others' bodies. Luminous semen sparkled on their lips as they kissed each other and devoured remnants of my Baphomet-laden cum and their own rich brother-cum. To this point, they had known only the fleeting satisfaction of their masturbation orgasms, a moment of quick pleasure that left them drained. Now they were in the clutch of their first Satanic orgasm that increased their desire and fed their willingness for more perversion.
I drew their attention back to me. "Satan has led you across the boundary between light and dark. Baphomet has filled you with incredible desire and is increasing his power as you digest the semen of evil. Close your eyes and reflect for a moment about the kind of love you are feeling now."
I gave them a minute to think, and then I spoke. "Love? Of course, I love Satan and evil more than anything or anyone else. And I love those who share my belief and experience its power. If you are like others who have come over to the realm of darkness, you too are filled with a new kind love. If you can, tell me what you are feeling."
"I am overwhelmed. I felt Baphomet take me to a level of brother pleasure. I love the moment that my brother and I both shot. I love you, Seth, for leading us. I really want to love Satan also, and I am ready for it."
"It is the same with me, and I'm understanding love in a new way. I was taught that love was kind and merciful, forgiving and all the sweet stuff. That kind of love nauseates me now after tasting my brother's cum. I want to love men, the boys, and the powers who have no mercy and kindness. I love all who are rooted in the merciless One. Does that make sense? I hope it does."
"Yes," I said, "It's quite insightful, really." Then I continued, "What you two have shared is exactly on target. You are already processing your first invoking with a high level of acumen. I invite you to invoke for more insight into Satanic love. One additional invoking for love. Then, you other two may also share. Touch and caress what you want when we engage—cock, nipples, lips, chest, hole. Hail Satan!"
"Hail Satan!" they responded. Their hands moved to their erogenous zones.
I invoked: "Majestic Satan, teach us to love what the world hates, to embrace what the godly despise, to worship iniquity and to adore darkness." I said it six times, and they repeated. Then I asked the remaining two about love.
"A totally radical thought blossomed in my core when I focused on love, and I can share it with my demonic brothers and my mentor." He paused and swallowed. "I want to honor Satan with the love of death, to feel the erotic energy with something is reduced to nothing. It is scary, but I am being summoned to that level of evil."
I needed to clarify and did. "Yes, brother, the demons have given you a very odious insight. The correct term is `sacrifice,' and there are levels of sacrifice that are revealed to the worthy, and those performed only under strictest supervision and with the utmost discretion. In sacrifice, motivation is examined so that all is done to the glory of Satan.
" Remember that you are novices. Perhaps you will be permitted a fly or cockroach at your nascent status in the dark realm, and of course, I would seize the moment to lead you, if sanctioned by Baphomet or the ruler of this space, Dantalion. I am cognizant that the prospect of sacrifice is very, very appealing to you. You will have to be patient for that step. " I paused for a moment and turned to the fourth boy. "And you, what can you tell us about Satanic love?"
"I love Baphomet and trust that the demon will lead me to Satanic fulness. I experienced a powerful desire to love my own physical alteration," he said.
The other three were curious and intrigued. One of them asked, "What kind of alteration or transformation?"
"I had visions of my body as a maggot, then a fly, then as a horrifically materialized demon with penis-shaped horns and a sinuous, coiling penis. Finally, my body morphed into a dazzling teen she-male, incredibly virginal and seductive. Each one appealed to me, ok, even the beautiful shemale aspects. My love for Satan and Satan's demons will transform me, and I will love my new forms, whether they are beautiful or abominable."
Their four accounts of Satanic love had a powerful effect on them and on me. Each account was differently nuanced to reveal the multifaceted, irresistible and seductive facets of dark love.
"We are riveted to Satan's love that surrounds and fills us," I said, "Your love for Satan must be total before our Lord penetrate your virgin tunnels. The anal pleasure is as yet unknown to you, yet the demon has placed the urge for it in you. You cannot resist the hunger to be filled, and you four are moving toward the sacred moment," I said and then paused.
"Perhaps this is becoming too intense for you. Maybe I should pull back. Is it too much at this point? I can pause until you adjust."
"No, please no, don't stop. We want to love Satan as you do, Seth. Take us there. Our holes twitch and writhe in anticipation. We must go higher in love for Satan. We crave the exquisite pain of our Lover's entry. We want to feel the intensity when his rod slams our maiden boy glands," they pleaded.
I asked them to stand and circle their abs. I began a focused invoking, one to bond us deeper to Baphomet and to each other as a step toward Satanic union. "My sons and brothers, the moment you desire requires one more step. I will introduce you to Asmodeus, the demon of lust and revenge. Asmodeus will cleanse your lower regions and arouse them for the singular moment. You will feel Asmodeus as a pulsating orb, a throbbing knot in your abs."
"Lust, yes," said one of the boys, "Enticing! But what about revenge? I am curious about that. Revenge? On whom?"
"Revenge on four men," I replied, "Two are your homophobic, self-righteous fathers. The other two are your priest and your minister, who preach, teach. and rail against Satan and man-man love and especially boy-boy passion. All four will be transported here and restrained to witness Satan seal his covenant with you. I assure you, Asmodeus will make sure that their horror and revulsion will add wild pleasure to the moment Satan releases his seed in you. Does that excite you?"
"Yes!! We despise them for the lies they have forced us to believe and want them to see and hear how they have utterly failed. Our mercy, understanding and love for them is already gone, thanks to Baphomet. We will delight in their horror and revulsion, " they answered.
"Then we can proceed. Invoke Asmodeus with me." Again, I used the ritualistic six repetitions to engage the power. They circled and welcomed the demon summoned by the invocation.
"Asmodeus, receive our adoration and devotion.
"Masterful Demon, you embody the shadows of lust, the penumbras of passion and the thrill of revenge, enter us and take form in your bodies.
"We bow to you, Asmodeus of Satan, in love and obedience. We implore you make us worthy of the seed gathering in the depths of Satan for us. Cleanse us from all goodness and open us to take the cock of evil and its milk of iniquity.
"Clever and devious Asmodeus, join us to Baphomet, Beelzebul, Dantalon, to Seth and all the brothers. Increase love in the brotherhood of Satan. We offer ourselves to your covenant of darkness and submit to your whim and will. Own us! Possess us!
"Rouse, O assembly of demons named and unnamed, and visit those destined for revenge. Increase their revulsion. Make loathing surge in them. Intensify their abomination. Foster their utter powerlessness to prevent the advance of the realm. Prevent closing of eyes and shutting of ears as we enter fully into the dark truths.
"Rouse yourself, O Asmodeus. Ready us for throbbing axis at the core of all evil. Make our sphincters worthy of Satan's majestic thrust!"
The four sensed a round orb, a dark globe touched their abdomens and sought entry..
The four gasped as the orb of Asmodeus penetrated through their sex tunnels and then knotted and coiled in their abdomens. The entry was painless and smooth. Asmodeus began to consume the remnants of virtue and goodness lingering in their bodies in a rite of purification. The demon teased their young, untouched prostates in light touches that ignited a new, deep source of carnality in each of the teens. Asmodeus prepared them for their Satanic deflowering. As the demon cleansed their souls and bodies, the entered a new stage of narcissism, in loving brother, each would love himself all the more. Twin wanted to experience the penetration in the other in every detail, to live brother's seeding and then later feel it in himself.
I paused. "Don't stop now, Seth. We feel it unfolding and are ready."
I instructed them. "I have been chosen as Satan's servant for four events of corruption. I will need to become possessed in every cell, synapsis, and sinew of my being. Only you four can facilitate my transformation into the total embodiment of Satan. You are in the clutches of Asmodeus, and the demon deep in your abs will empower your entreaty to Satan. I will lie on the bed. Now, you four kneel around me and invoke as Asmodeus directs. I will change physically. Do not be alarmed. Remember hideousness is truly beauty! They began to invoke.
"Possess our Brother Seth. Replace his body, his mind, his soul with yours, Lord Satan. Transform him to do your will in us. Make his cock your cock and his cum the seal of our descent to your realm. Hail Satan! Hail our Master!"
They invoked over and over. My body started to swirl in a vortex, a swirling in the depths of the abyss of cries and moans. The boys' voices faded. My consciousness slipped from me, my senses went numb. Satan, summoned by the sheer erotic love in the invoking, began to assume me. The last thing I recall is "I am no longer Seth."
"I am Satan! I will continue the account. I have absorbed Seth who has willingly entered my ancient self. I am Satan. Lucifer. The Devil. These four recruits need to glimpse me as I really am, in all my terrifying and irresistible horror. I watched their mouths drop as horns formed on my forehead and my skull took the form of a goat. Their eyes met mine as they craved the pure evil that I Am.
I spoke to them, and they replied. " I am the danger that you cannot resist, the destroyer of the good and source and director all wickedness."
They bowed and repeated, "You are the danger we cannot resist. You are the destroyer of the good. You direct and order all deeds of wickedness."
I continued, " I am iniquity and sin. I am the taker of breath and destroyer of virginity. I punish the righteous and plague the virtuous. I seed those worthy of me. The worthy give birth to legions of evil deeds and beings."
Again, they affirmed my identity. "You are iniquity and sin. You are the taker of breath and destroyer of virginity. You, Lord Satan, punish the righteous and plague the virtuous. You seed those worthy of you. Make us worthy to birth to legions of evil deeds and wicked beings
" My pecs tightened to reveal immense nipples. My penis expanded to a perfect phallus, topped by a well-defined glans etched with flies. My testicles hatched into two venomous snakes while my fingernails became sharp talons. I let them watch in awe."
"You are now ready for me. Touch the beauty of my hideous form. Bow down and suck venom from my nipples and suck the milk of damnation. Reach down, hold my cock and lap a drop of darkness from its head."
They were doing that when demons led the liars into the room. They were naked, clad in leather harnesses. The fathers were fit and in mid-thirties. The priest and minister were of a similar age, bodies shaped firm and supple by regular running. Faceless demons chained to iron rings embedded in the wall. They recognized the boys and called them by name. The boys freely acknowledged my seductive beauty, but these four found my ugliness particularly shocking and revolting. I hated the sound of their miserable voices and commanded that they be gagged.
The boys knew what to do. I did not have to prompt them. They spoke as true, dedicated disciples of evil. The first set of twins confronted their father and their priest. They stood naked and boned in front of their father and spoke:
"Father, you see before you four boys who have come to the truth. The truth is standing among us. Yes, Satan is ugly, but we love him more than we ever loved you or your gods. The truth is Satan. You enslaved us with guilt and shame and lies. But we have been liberated from your tentacles and chains by the touch of demons. Yes, we have tasted brother cum and loved it. Yes, we have been possessed by demons cannot retreat from our journey of depravity."
His twin then addressed the priest. "Father Justin, you did not let me decide to be baptized. Yet, I have chosen to follow Satan. I have been readied and prepared for Satanic penetration. You will witness it when that irresistible penis enters me is joined by one snake their and the other viper wrapped around my cock. I want it. I always wanted it, even when you tried to teach us to hate Satan and all that he offers. Hail Satan!"
The young priest was shaking, trying to utter some exorcism, struggling to make the sign of the cross. The restraints and gag held him back and only added to his visceral disgust. I noticed his erect penis and motioned to the teen to kneel and kiss it. The warm, demon-driven teen lips on his raging cock only added to his misery.
The second set of twin approached their father and their megachurch minister.
"Father, we worship the demon Baphomet. We embrace the corruption of the demon Beelzebul. We obey the seductive commands of the demon Dantalion. We have been purged of virtue and morality by the demon Asmodeus. We belong to the ancient brotherhood, older and more potent than you can imagine. The genes duplicated in us have already been replaced by the eternally dark Satanic helix. We are no longer yours, and we are on the cusp of rebirth as true Sons of Satan. Father, join us! Enter into corruption with us. Take the journey. Just start with `Hail Satan!' and the rest will follow. Hail Satan!"
Their father shook his head violently at the invitation. He adhered rather to the lies and chains of morality and closed the door to the room of his own liberation. His semi-erect penis betrayed him. He was attracted to his young sons' wanton, demonic sensuality but could not join them. His torment was incredible, and his sons sensed it.
Then they stood before Minister Derek. "We cannot count the times that we were forced to listen to your ranting about the powers of darkness. And as you preached, your eyes drifted over to us in lust and desire. Your hypocrisy was always clear to us, scaring us with damnation and hell while barely able to hide your attraction to boys like us. Minister Derek, Satan has already sifted into your body and soul, and it is not enough for you to say that you have not yet acted on your desires. Look at us and relish us."
The boys posed seductively in front of him, then reached out and fondled his hard penis and motioned to me to come closer and let him feel the snake energy. I then stood directly in front of him. He stared at my horned visage and tried to resist its seductive power. My groin came closer, and one snake coiled around his cock while the other burrowed into his tunnel. The gag prevented him from voicing desperate, fervent prayers to jesus pleading for deliverance. He took was powerless and the boys reveled in his misery.
I took a step back and the snakes withdrew. "Derek," I said, looking at him directly. "I will remove the gag if you will only acknowledge by power and authority over you. It takes two words, `Hail Satan!' You will be one with me, one with the boys, one in deviance, one in pleasure. Do it willingly, Derek. Abjure your faith! Take the step into darkness. Renounce the light."
Like the father, he passed on the chance. The gag stayed on. I was now ready to seed the boys in a satanic orgy, their final step in becoming fully mine and their first step in becoming demons themselves. I took the objects from the altar, and then laid down on it.
"Invoke! Worship me!" I commanded. "Show these hypocrites and liars your true selves and witness the power that rules in perversion."
They knelt in adoration and worship, to the horror of the witnesses who could not close their eyes or block their hearing.
"Lord and Master Satan, we cannot resist your beauty, we cannot turn from our journey into fullness with you. Feed us with the milk of hell from your nipples. We worship your phallus, the perfect erect maleness in all its beauty. We invite your snakes to ring our cocks and slither into our holes. Take us, now, one at a time. We rejoice as our bothers come over and wait for our turn at the bliss. Use the disgust of our witnesses to heighten our pleasures!"
They said it only twice until the moment arrived, the moment of destiny since their natural birth. It was time for them to be reborn as my fledgling sons, my potential demons. They laid on the bed, face up, each offering himself to me. I hovered over one, and we kissed. I came closer and the snakes, anchored in my testicles, started their work. One wrapped around the boy's cock and squeezed, the other burrowed past his rosebud and into his tunnel. The boy was now ready for my cock.
The other three boys invoked, "Lord Satan, release the seed of perdition into him. Bring him to the endless orgy of hell. Transform his body into a thing of corruption."
I entered him and his tight hole squeezed around my cock. I thrusted shallow at first in the space purified by the ministrations of Asmodeus and then probed deeper. It was painless pleasure for him, and the pleasure attained new heights as my cock encountered his cum-swollen gland. The invoking brought millions of demonic seeds into my groin, aroused from the limitless reservoir in the netherworld. We were one pulsating being as each push inched us closer. The snake tightened then loosed around his cock. The other snake writhed inside, arousing both my cock and his body.
"Now," he said, "Make me totally yours, Lord Satan!" I released torrents of demon-laden semen into him. The snake inside thrashed in body orgasm, shared by the snake convulsions around his cock. He was now mine—totally. I gave him permission to discharge his first Satanic orgasm. I knew it would be long and intense.
The three other boys watched as the cum emerged. It first emerged as a thin, watery fluid, for a minute. Then his cock head expanded and threw out huge gobs of cum that reached his neck. Copious! The another more subdue orgasm of the watery fluid. And a final blast of stringy cock milk. The whole orgasmic release encompassed five minutes. After the series of cums that night, he was finally, fully sated.
I was triumphant, as I repeated the same fucking ritual three more times. Each of the boy cums was just as long, just as powerful, just as draining. The boys were re-born, re-made, re-created to full Satanic brothers. It was my choice to nurture them in good time into full demon status.
I glanced at the four "witnesses." Pools of cum marked the floor beneath them. The sight of the boys' total conversion had overpowered their outrage and disgust. They had all cum hands-free. "Another triumph," I thought.
I put the articles back on the altar. The boys gathered around. I opened the box of essence and placed it in the bong. "Let us inhale death, my new brothers." I lit it, drew a lungful of it and passed it to the boys. The smoke wafted up, and their inhaled deeply. In an instant, they were physically and sexually revived, eager for more.
"Hail Beelzebul with me, the Lord of the flies, the master of maggots!"
They hailed, and as they hailed Beezelbub, a dark cloud entered the room and blinded us.
"It is time for our restoration," I said, "Satan in physical form is departing."
When the cloud cleared, I was restored to Seth. The four were gone. The boys stood naked, sill hard and aroused.
"It is time for your to engage each other in your new status as sons of Satan. Follow the dark hints to do and say anything you desire."
"We will," they answered, "to the glory of Satan."
Just then, two cockroaches appeared on the altar, docile, tame, clearly already possessed.
"The sacrifice has arrived," I announced, and they surrounded me even more aroused.
"This is Satan's gift to you. I will smash them to his glory. Breathe in their willing death for your pleasure. When I signal, breathe deep and hold until your lungs are ready to burst."
"Breathe!" I said as they succumbed, releasing their life-force for the boys' pleasures.
The boys were now again soaring in demonic, satanic energy. I needed to leave them and told them so.
I went through the curtain, left the room of Dantalion and found Alex in the chamber. I do not know how long the dark session had lasted. Time had been suspended, in the level of evil and corruption.
Alex said, "The sun is rising. Tonight, when it is dark again, we will share our stories, Seth."
I left his house, returned to my residence hall and slept for a couple hours. I was still invigorated from the corruption of the beautiful boys. I went to classes feeling rested, powerful, and confident of the power and love of Satan.
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