Essence of Beelzebul
Seth took out a small medicine bottle and dropped four capsules onto his hand. He held them up, open palmed, offering them first to Satan. "Don't get the wrong idea, brothers. What's in my hand is not an opioid or ordinary, prosaic street drug. Not LSD, or meth or Fentanyl. We're beyond that craziness. Each of these capsules is filled sacrificial powder from the demon Beelzebub. It is the Essence of Beelzebub, accumulated over centuries. Grey wanted us to use it as an introduction ritual, your first of many rewards for obedience and loyalty. Be ready for some visions that at first will be shocking, maybe initially repulsive. But, let go and accept it, ok?
We nodded and agreed.
Seth distribute the capsules. "Now relax, close your eyes, take it when I say `now' and wait for it to work." Seth then handed us each a capsule and a small plastic glass of water.
"Now!" In and swallowed. We laid back in our seats, still naked, still hard, eyes closed, waiting for the effect.
It took several minutes for the contents to work magic in me. I was in a new reality, at first foggy and unclear, but the mist soon cleared. The reality was corporeal, all my senses were functional. I found myself in ancient Babylon, at a temple. Babylon was full of temples, each with its own special function and followers. This temple was built to honor and the god Satan, set apart for rites and rituals that wove Satan's presence into every sort of perverted man sex. I had set aside part of my mud-brick residence for my own worship space. When finished, priests from the temple first inspected it and then dedicated it with a small sacrifice to Satan. It was now ready for perverted worship.
But, back to the temple: it was more than a temple. It was also an exclusive Satanic sex market with sellers and buyers.
What was for sale? Young men. Every year, twenty eighteen-year-olds were auctioned as willing homosexual servants, transferred to their masters in groups of cour. Several years prior to the auction, recruiters from the temple had scoured the impoverished countryside for boys, promising their parents that they'd live lives of luxury. Seeing a way out of poverty, parents agreed and were rewarded for relinquishing their rights.
Their careful training was in the hands of the Satanic priesthood. The boys were first dedicated to Satan and willingly submitted new rites and rituals over several years' time. They'd been guided to love cock and to experience Satan both pre-puberty dry cums and post-puberty wet ones, but never with anal penetration. Everything about their bodies was totally perfect. The priests had made them aware, even anxious to explore exciting facets of Satanism in new, sacred chambers. The four were not slaves, sworn to obedience and in any threatened. Theywere more than simply obedient; they wanted to be enthusiastic partners their owners' demonic and depraved whim and desire.
At the market, all twenty all stood naked, offering themselves for inspection. I looked them over carefully and found four astonishingly beautiful ones. I had to have them! I caressed their cocks and brought all four into raging hardness. The bidding started and was intense. But I did not stop raising my ante until the four that I wanted were in my possession and at home with me
That night they gathered at my altar and, without my directing, began their invoking first to Beelzebub and Baphomet, and then to Satan. It was immediately clear that they were worth what I'd paid for them. Each of the four slipped into Satanic possession almost at once. I also invoked until all of us were under Satan's domination. I chose one, the most beautiful and intelligent one, to offer his virginity to Satan on my altar.
He had anticipated my slight gesture toward the altar. He bent over and offered his hole. I motioned to the other three to prepare it for consummation in Satan. One after one, they tongued and fingered him while he moaned in growing pleasure. I penetrated easily. His initial flinch of pain gave way to pure, unstoppable anal pleasure. The other three surrounded us with powerful invocating to Satan and beg Satan fill my cock muscles with power and energy. I could feel Satan's penis inside of mine, inching up and up with me to join in my frenzied release. I unloaded volumes of white lust into him, mine and Satan's. The three turned him over and spewed their passion into his mouth, in an orgy of praise for the multiple demons and for Satan who had made it all happen.
Over the next three nights, each gave up his virginity in the same way. On the fifth night, we united in every sex act imaginable in a tumultuous parade of orgasms, oral and hand sex, penetrations and double penetrations. All to the glory of Satan.
Then several days must have passed without my knowledge. We servants gathered in the chamber, ready for new twistedness, even more empowered by our love for Satan and our deep, growing love each other.
That night, I announced, "My brothers, Lord Satan has informed me that tonight is the night of the vampires. The sun is setting, and four young, homosexual vampires are rousing, hungry and famished. They will engage you as partners in unbridled Satanic lust.
I continued, "In your training, you were told that vampires are total creations of Satan, and Satan takes much joy in their human and animal feedings. So much joy in fact that they are eternally undead. But, interacting with them is dangerous. You are aware that snake about to strike can detect warmth. So can these marvelous creatures. Every part of your body must remain a hand's length from their fangs. Be warned if flesh is that close, they cannot control their bite. But... If you manage the risk, the sheer pleasure of tonight will be indescribable. Can you follow that instruction?
"Yes. Of course," they answered. Here's how it will unfold. They will feed on white goats. The priests have already prepared the animals for their fate through the demon Azazel. They will offer themselves freely and without a sound for a painless end. I've done it before, but vampire sex can only happen once a year, since it has such a powerful effect on mind and body. But just watching them feed, it's clear that feeding alone is an incredible tribute to Satan. You will enjoy it and especially what comes after that.
I clapped my hands, "Bring in the goats." A door opened and four small white goats entered the room. I clapped again, and four naked vampires entered, youthful, glowing, and hungry. Their sharp teeth glistened. Their eyes glowed red.
"Take them, they are yours," I pointed to the goats.
We were mesmerized by what unfolded next. They sped to the necks of the animals. Their arms surrounded each of their meals. As the blood renewed their energy, each vampire penis hardened and throbbed. They moaned in pleasure, creating a crescendo of limitless desire in us four. They finished and stood up, facing us. "Hail Satan!" they proclaimed, blood still dripping from their lips.
"Hail Satan!" we answered, confident of the bond among us.
I need to instruct them quickly. "The vampire reaches the apex of desire at the end of taking a life. Go and bring the black chalice."
One of my servants moved to the altar and picked up the chalice carved of black marble. Each vampire was now stroking softly, fed by the blood and animated by the life just taken. I held the chalice in front of one and then the next, and all shot cum into the vessel. My servants invoked Satan over the receptacle.
I then put the chalice on the altar. The vampires laid on the floor, face up, legs held up and spread. "Seed us," they demanded. Now!" This was a dangerous moment, and in its risk, incredibly desirable. "We need your Satanic seed, and we need it now!"
I warned, "Sons, remember the distance.
With the same agility that the vampires had pierced the goats, my servants pierced vampire ass. Vampire legs wound around them. I merely watched entranced with desire as Satan joined the eight in an orgy. Love for Satan whirled around each coupling. Invocations to demons abounded. Demons entered the space as whispy dark ghosts dancing and twirling as Satanic desire moved toward its culmination. Then, all eight peaked at once, white bullets shooting into the air where demons devoured man-juice aloft.
Then, surprisingly, suddenly the demons and young vampires disappeared.
I picked up the sacred black chalice from the altar. "Assist me in my worship." I stood and stroked my own cock over the chalice. The four swarmed over by body with tongues and lip, rubbing their now flaccid cocks against my body. Wet finger probed my hole. I wanted it to last longer, and implored Satan, "Let it go on, my Lord." I was too far along by then and let go, the sheer intensity of the death, the feeding, the frenzied orgy sent my whole body into long contractions of orgasm.
With my cum, the vampire orgy was over. I stirred it in the chalice and co-mingled it with the vampire semen. "C[CS1]ome, my sons and drink deeply. We must be strong and resilient for our next time." We passed it around until it was empty and then left to our own rooms.
The intensity of the trance was fading when an insight came to me. Since ancient times, Satan, vampirism and unbridled homosexuality have been inexorably linked. But fear and religion had often forced the link underground or tried to stamp it out with persecution and death.. But now, it was resurging with experts like Grey and Seth.
I resented being wakened from my trip. But I felt a warm mouth on my hard cock. It was Seth, teasing my cock while the images were still graphic and surging in my mind. I soon shot so hard into his mouth that my legs shook. He smiled, my cum dripping from his lips, cum confident that he'd soon hear what had transpired in my trip.
"Hail Satan, my brother," he whispered with a smile. "You had a great trip didn't you?"
"Fuck yes, Seth!" I responded, "I can't wait to tell what happened."
When I was out of my trance, I realized that Seth had already pleasured himself in his own Beelzebub voyage. Droplets of cum formed a trail from his neck to his pubes. A black dildo lay next his seat. Seth scooped his cum and rubbed it on the dildo and laid it on my lips. My nostrils came alive, the Satanic odor intoxicating me with the bliss of eternal hell. Seth then rubbed it softly on my nipples before inserting it into my hole. He sucked my penis deep and dildo-fucked me into an explosive orgasm.
"Hail Satan, Carter my love, and also anoint the dildo with your cum. Logan is ready for us now."
My orgasm did not diminish my level of arousal. Seth and I moved onto Logan, who was just coming out of his trip. Seth was on his left, I on his right. We began a series of kisses from Logan's neck to his pulsating penis. I twisted the dildo into Logan's hole, already relaxed and yielding. We took turns licking and sucking pulsating cock. With eyes rolled back in supreme bliss, Logan moaned unloaded string after string of white cum into our mouth.
I wondered where Logan had been taken and was eager to find out.
Seth then took my hand, and we both knelt near Drew, I at his cock and Seth at his mouth. Logan began to chant: "Suck him in the name of Satan. Give praise and honor to the Fly-Lord, Beelzebub! Exult in the corruption of maggots. Embrace the triumph of evil. Revel in the perversions of pure evil! Hail Master Satan and his minion Beezebub. " He kept on chanting while I took Drew deep into my throat and inserted the dildo until it touched his gland.
Drew was close to his climax, and Seth breathing his own corrupt soul into him. Logan's invoking became more eloquent and sinister. "Beelzebub! Fly-Lord! Winged Maggot! Consumer of Flesh." The words spun through my mind as I licked, kissed, sucked and dildo-fucked Drew. Just a few moments before, I had shot into Seth's mouth in the vivid power of my Babylonian possession. Which ancient figure was I now sucking Which one was I pleasuring? Logan's chants heightened the energy building in Drew's groin. Drew snarled as he unleashed pure, sperm-laden malice onto my mouth from his swollen knob.
Drew shook off the trance and spoke, "Fuck! Awesome. Hail Satan! Hail the Essence of Beezebub."
The essence left us all drained of cum, and our emptiness was strangely filled with Satan's depraved rapture. Post-orgasm joy welled up in all four of us and we chanted in unison:
"Hail Satan! Hail the demon Baphomet, my new master!
"Hail Satan! Hail the demon Baphomet, my new master!
" Hail Satan! Hail the demon Baphomet, my new master!"
We were all still aroused and ached to share details of our trips, including Seth. I wondered wht they'd think of my incredible adventure in ancient Babylon. Seth said that we'd learn more about Satan, and I was ready to share.
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