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Rory and the Horn of Plenty The Great Stag gestured with his hand, sat down, and returned fully to his trance. A servant approached with two hugely loaded points, the crystals dissolved in the blue drug. The twins each took a point, and held it to the crowd. “The Great Stag honors the sacrifice with a double slam mixed with his sacred fluid. The crowd roared and whistled. People shouted, “Lucky little fucker,” “Save me a fuck, you gorgeous little muscle pussy.” And then Rory lost track of time and space as he felt the twins register the points, and his world exploded under the force of the biggest, most sexually charged, insane slam of his life. When he came to again, he was lashed by big chains to a pillar, and he was quivering and shaking, in the grip of an anal orgasm. Felix held his legs up, pretzled back to his ears, while Karl was fisting him to the elbow. “Deeper, Daddy Karl, deeper.” Karl looked up and grinned, “Welcome back, baby boy,” shoving his arm in to the armpit and pumping. “Your Masters Dimitri and Conrad are awake,” Felix said, kissing him passionately. Rory looked around and locked eyes with Conrad and he shouted, “Feels so fucking good, Daddy.” Conrad smiled and Rory went back to making out with the twins. A few minutes later a wiry Latino appeared with a shimmering silver tray with a huge bottle of the blue drug. The Latino bowed to Karl and Felix and the looked at Rory. “Lord Wolf commands you drink this and saying armpit deep isn’t gold enough. You are to take both twins big shoulder in your pussyhole or he will punish you severely,” he hot Latino said solemnly. Then he paused, “And after you’ve taken some shoulder fucking for about 1/2 hour the Great Stag asks if you are ready for your destruction.” Rory nodded enthusiastically. The Latino handed the tray and bottle to an attended and said, “Allow me to prep you.” He reached up and swiftly pulled both needles out of Rory’s left tit. He then reached over an licked and suckled on them biting and chewing, Rory screamed then moaned loudly. When the Latino’s mouth came up, Rory’s pierced tit was healed. He then walked around to the right said and did the same thing. This time though, he balled up his wiry fist and drove into Rory’s ass, already stuffed full with one of the twins shoulders, he then said quietly “Orgasm.” Rory immediately started moaning, as he experienced a massive full anal orgasm. The Latino, his face dark with sexual energy, started punching Rory repeatedly, stretching him beyond belief as the twins massive shoulder stayed in place,, softly saying orgasm over and over and over again. Rory went wild, experiencing wave after wave of anal orgasms. The Latino kept this up for nearly five minutes, the orgasms causing the twinks shoulder to sink deeper and deeper into the boy. He stopped, removed his fist, and leaned in to kiss Rory. “You were told you would acquire miraculous sexual abilities,” he said quietly, “I just showed you two of mine.” He then said, “I will find you later when I am off duty and show you how just how good my skills as a fisting switch are, beautiful pig,” the Latino said, “Now drink up and let Lord Stag destroy you.” Tapping the stag tattoo in the middle of his chest, “Believe me, it’s fucking worth it.” He patiently fed Rory the blue liquid and then kissed him and walked away. After the two brothers pounded him shoulder deep for about 20 minutes, a group of the Stags courtiers parted the crowd as the Great Stag, preceded by the 24 inches of the Horn Of Plenty approached. On the current Stag, the horn matched his shiny pitch black skin. The enormous folds of skin around it’s literally tree trunk thickness dripped with the constant stream of piss, precum, and cum that flowed from the enormous hole in the cockhead. The piss hole was so big a huge muscle slave, his asshole hanging loose and red between his legs, had his tongue stuck to the root in the hole, pleasureimg the ancient sex god, and still the fluid dripped. When the unreal entourage reached the area where the German muscle pigs were still fisting Rory like crazy, the Stag raised an enormous bullwhip and struck down, missing all of his attendants and his own cock, and landed a slicedown the muscle servants back and into the crack of his ass. The slave screamed in ecstacy, and his huge cock—covered in wax and whip marks, erupted and he fell to the side, his semen lightly tinged with blue from the enormous amount of the drug he’d consumed. The stag said, “I want to fuck this offering.” The twins withdrew from their assault on Rory’s hole and bowed low. “We have done our best to open him, my lord,” Felix said, reverently, “We have taken a liking to the pig, so we beg you not to destroy him with your rod.” The Great Stag laughed, “He will be destroyed, as you know, but he will be remade as a creature of the Gods.” At that moment it was like the assembled orgy just stopped. The Stag spoke gently to Rory. “Boy, as I enter you, you will feel my need to obliterate you. You must not resist. You must instead willingly offer yourself and your hole for destruction.” Rory started shaking, “My lord, I must ask for death! How is that so?” The Stag smiled gently, “The Horn of Plenty is a tool of both the Dark Lord and the God of Revelry. If you resist, only the Dark Lord will consent to your rape. You will take the cock in pain and suffering. And your fate will be to be a lost temple slut, like this unfortunate here.” With a flick of his whip the Stag pointed out the muscle pig, caught mid-spurt from his cock, his face a rictus of pleasure so profound it was agony. “If you welcome the destruction the cock offers, then the Dark Lord must share the pleasure of your boy pussy with Our Lord Bacchus. And they will make you into a creature of dark and light. Your taste in the most extreme forms of sexual torture will increase, but so will your love of light, life, and the pursuits of pleasure. It is a much more desirable way to live.” Rory looked at the Great Stag and grinned, “And I suppose even if I wanted to back out now, you would never allow it?” The Stag laughed, “You Scots are so cheeky. You would never back down from a sexual undertaking like this. You were born a pig. Let me make you an even sluttier one.” Rory smiled “Fuck me, sir, use me, destroy my hole, remake me.” At that moment time restarted. The Stag wordlessly held out his hand and an attendant gave him a point, filled with a .75 slam. Speaking in his booming voice, he shouted, “This offering pleases me as few have, therefore I honor him with a third blood slam before the Horn remakes him. This slam will be of Lord Covras blood, my human blood, my tainted diseased blood. He will carry the sexual power of a 1,000 depraved, piggy men. Any man he chooses to allow to torture him, to fist him, to use him, to fuck him, will experience sexual satisfaction beyond compare.” At that he expertly filled the syringe with his blood. Rory saw it was not blue, like the others, but red, although it had blue sparkles like crystals of Tina themselves. Felix and Hans kept his legs back, and an attendant moved forward and before Rory could register what was happening, quickly and cleanly soaked Rory in the vein running up his cock. Rory screamed in ecstacy as a massive wave of pain and agony and pleasure rocketed through his body. The Stag moved with grace of a predator, handling his own massive cock like an expert, and entered Rory hard. Now Rory was aware, aware of his body’s most secret entrance being torn,he felt flesh rip, and he started to fight. But as he did, the Dark Lord whispered, “Yesssss, pretty ginger pussy, let us rape you, make your solely ours.” Rory grinned, “I welcome your destruction Dark Lord, I will honor you with a lifetime of sexual suffering and pain. But…” He hard the Dark Lord hiss, “No!” Rory went on, ignoring the Dark One plea, “I also welcome you, God Pleasure and Lord of Revelry. Share the infinite sweetness of the destruction of my pussy, make me also your creature!” At that moment, Rory screamed, as every bone and ligament in his pelvis opened wide, to the assembled crowd it looked like his asshole opened like the jaws of a snake opened to swallow a mouse, unnaturally wide, as his pussy grew large enough to swallow the big log of cock. The he Stag shouted in triumph and pleasure as the entire length of his massive horn sank into the pulsing, fiery warmth of a very very tweaked out muscle pussy. Rory continued screaming, as he felt the humongous shaft be slowly absorbed by his boypuss. He felt like his insides were a battle, his colon was stretched so, so wide, and it always felt like it was on the verge of ripping him in two, then he would feel a pleasure 1000 times greater than he did when he was deep fisted. He could feel the destruction of his body, the one he had asked for, as the Dark Lord destroyed and Bacchus remained. It was the best fuck of his life. Since his fist fuck—at the age of 16 he’d seduced the 20-year-old giant oaf of a Pole who worked on a neighbors farm—Rory knew he was a nasty pig. He loved Vladimir’s huge, ugly cock. He loved the way Vlad called him names as he pounded Rory’s already muscular little ass. The way he would uses his big fat fingers to rough fuck Rory’s sloppy hole after dropping at least two big loads, Rory whining nd groaning with pleasure and need across the big hairy muscles of the farmhands wide chest. One afternoon—they always snuck around in the late afternoon, when the farmhands chores were done and nobody would be out at the old, far barn—Vlad was fingerfucking Rory pretty hard, his big digits slick from the four loads he’d dropped plus the lard they used as lube, and he slipped a fourth finger in. Rory whined and pushed back, knowing he wanted more. Vlad laughed and pushed his cock deeper in Rory’s already wide stretched mouth. “You are like a Berlin sex pig. That’s where you belong.” And so it was that little Rory, the minute he turned 18, took all the money he’d been secretly saving from blowing strangers every time he went to town, and bought bus and ferry tickets and slowly worked his way across the channel and to Berlin. In Europe, he learned how to find cursing spots and how convince men to give him money, so he could slowly whore his way to the city of his dreams. At that moment, Rory came back into his body. He knew what Bacchus had been doing, both distracting him and getting at the root of his pleasure. He was screaming in a mixture of pain nd pleasure as the giant cock fucked him. The Stag was not be gentle, pulling out and slamming in. With each slam he could feel his colon stretching wide,a feeling he loved, and just when he would feel like he was being ripped open, Bacchus would step in an feed him with pleasure. He was amazing his torso was in in one piece, because the cock never shrank but somehow fit inside. The Great Stag leaned in, and slapped to bring Rory back from his high for just a moment. “You’re bigger on the inside.” Rory laughed—he couldn’t believe the man had made a Dr Who joke in the middle of such nasty sex—them started shouting with pain/pleasure as the Stag changed angles and assaulted yet another set of organs through the impossibly, supernaturally, stretched walls of Rory’s insides. Rory was so high. He’d been slammed so many times, he’d lost count. Except for those few moments of clarity that Stag and forced on him, including the weird joke, he was possessed by no thoughts other than the consistent, rhythmic stretching of is hole. Rory was a hungry butt pig—always had been—but being stretched by this literal tree trunk of a cock had given him new feelings of fullness, of lust, of pain, and of overwhelming pleasure. He lost all sense of time, just feeling like his body was conquered and sucked out of him, time after time, fuck in—destroy—fucked out—the destroyed bits of him pulled out along with increasing bits of his insides. After about an hour of pounding Rory began to come down. He became aware that the Stag was now punch fucking him, and every time the massive cock entered him, he felt the quick snap as every muscle in his pelvis opened unnaturally wide. And so he began to grunt as the big cock entered him. The Stag smiled at him, his facing seeming far away,and said, “I am going to come.” The Stag began fucking wildly, making Rory scream with every thrust. Suddenly, he felt it, the hot liquid of the charged sperm shooting like a geyser in his guts. It literally felt like the force of a firehose deep in his hole, gushing, burning like a dose of Tina, but without the scratchiness of the crystals. Suddenly, he noticed his entire body glowed blue for a few seconds, and as it did, all of his bruises and marks disappeared. As he was aware of these things on one level, most of his awareness was taken up by the most massive anal orgasm of his life. Rory was a major butt cummer, and cruel men knew that it was relatively easy to trigger his boy pussy and torture him with a long, continuous, merciless string of rolling, so-pleasurable-they-become-painful, debilitating, anal orgasms. The little Latino chems master had an easy target when he’d made this buttboy orgasm with his supernatural gift. This was like that experience times one thousand. Rory started screaming, his entire body convulsing, anal passages locking down hard on the giant supernatural cock. This triggered a second massive ejaculation for The Stag, as the boys velvet, steaming hole massaged its great length. The Stag was shouting with the gusto of a conqueror, knowing he’d owned yet another hole. Rory was in more agony than ecstasy, feeling every muscle and joint of his taught, fat-free pelvis and torso snap open as The Horn of Plenty took him. Now, in a final moment of submission, Rory let go, gave up himself, made his soul the offering The Stag had said the rites demanded. All resistance faded, he could feel dark forces, pure evil lapping at the edges. The blood in his veins, visible through his translucent, pale skin, somehow shone dark, with a malignant light. And as Rory felt his soul and body drift, close to death, the blue dionysisian energies swept in, gathered him up, and he was back in his body. The pain turned to pure ecstasy, as he continued to roll, quiver and shake. This lasted a full five minutes of objective time, a massively long orgasm, a supernatural sexual miracle. But for Rory, it felt like a lifetime.

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