ScorpionFF

Oh YES, I really love to see that. Super SEXY! Don't see it all that often.

Chapter 56; *Ayan's call* Uncle Jim climbed off of me, his serpent dick sliding out of my now without question, highly charged poz cunT. He prompted me to get out of the sling and kneel before him, but I was too trashed to move properly, so he helped me out and guided me to the kneeling position. He looked down at me as I looked up at him with his hands behind his head and feet hip width apart, standing strong above the new poz pig in town; - I can see on my dick, your cunT juice, your cunT blood, my poz cum and what must be poz cum from various guys at lastnight's warehouse parTy, and my Gono pus too. Lick my serpent dick clean you dirTy pig. I took hold of his long dick which was still fully erect, and started licking up and down and around his shaft. Every now and again I would put his serpent dick in my mouth and suck for several seconds before resuming licking him clean again. Throughout my licking and sucking he'd sometimes grunt and groan as I eagerly ate the evidence of where he had been; - You are very good at that pig, you're a complete natural. And fuck, what about that Neg-Poz role play, that was fucking hoT. As I continued licking I looked up at him with eager puppy eyes and nodded in agreement. Once he was clean he had a carnal need to get irTy again, so he instructed me to stay where I was and that he'd be back in a bit. A short while later he came back, and carried me out of his play room and into his bedroom. Time to go to bed for some sleep? Not just yet! He had laid out a large towel and positioned me on it on all 4's in a diagonal position to a large free standing mirror, and made me look at my reflection. I could not quite see the ''S6AT6A6N's WHORE'' written on my chest, but I could see the 6-6-6 written on my forehead, my new nasal septum piercing ring, and my round ass cheeks clearly. I noticed that my complexion was now of a pale/grey appearance, and that I looked really wired. Well, I was still really high on meTh. For the next four hours he alternated between FFisting me with both his forearms, almost up to his elbows now, one arm up to the shoulder, fucking me with that 11" toxic serpent dick of his, and punch FFisting me as well. It was really intense to watch him via the mirror as my destroyed cunT received a further hard battering. At the end of the four hours the final punch FFist came at me; - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 ... Now push it out, c'mon pig push out your cunT, c'mon, bloom for your Uncle Jim. I pushed and pushed and ... Out fell my big juicy, ridged, velvety, warm and wet prolapse. And an explosion of cum came with it landing on the towel. But it seemed nothing went to waste in this household as Jim promptly scooped it up, and rubbed it deeply in to my inside out cunT. He told me to keep it pushed out, then wandered off to his bedside cabinet; - Fuck, it's already midday. I think it might be a good idea to call Ayan and see if he can let you have a few days off. There is no way you are going to be in a fit state for work tomorrow. - No it is okay. If I can get home sometime this afternoon I can sleep this evening and then all day Sunday then go to work on Monday. - But today IS Sunday. - Wha'? I've lost a day!? - Seems like it pig *He said in a cocky tone* He brought his phone with him over to where I was on all fours, sat by me, dialed Ayan's number, then started to play with my prolapse, stroking and rubbing it as he was waiting for Ayan to pick up. - Hello. - Hey Ayan buddy, it's Jim. - Hey Jim, how you doing? - I'm doing very well thanks. How are you yourself? - Yes, I'm very good also. Todd seems to have suddenly developed a niggling chesty cough. But he is fine. - Sorry to hear that. I hope he'll be okay. Thanks for the parTy lastnight by the way. One of if not the best one so far. I've still got that slutty English pig at my home too. - Is he awake yet? I bet he must be out for the count. - He hasn't been to sleep yet, well, not properly. He did seem to be drifting in and out of consciousness for a while back there in the sling. - You've been playing with him all night. He must be totally wired. - Well, not just playing, parTying too. - Some more broTherhood shots eh!? - Well not exactly. I've given him one meTh SLAM, and three more pure blood SLAMS, alongside FFisting him for most of the night. Even got some Neg-Poz role play into the mix too. - Jim you wild nasTy pig. And three more pure blood SLAMS .... FUCK. But you had the highest viral load out of anyone at the parTy lastnight. -Yeah, think I may have contributed to raising his own viral load. They both laughed. - Listen, the main reason why I am calling you is, he indeed is very wired, and wondered if you could do without him at the office for a few days, give him time to recover a bit. - Actually, I just emailed him a little while ago to tell him to take two weeks off, and to return to work on Monday, two weeks from tomorrow. - Ahh, Great, I'll let him know that. I'm just rubbing his prolapse now, and want to cum on it, then I'll send him for some sleep. - Okay Jim, you dirTy dawg. Catch you later. They both said bye to one another with Uncle Jim kneeling behind me and spreading his Gono pus all over my meaty velvety prolapse before he began to masturbate over it. We looked at each other through the reflection in the mirror with his eyes full of greedy animalistic lust. I knew he was going to cum, and soon by the way his breathing was quickly becoming rapid and the way his body was already tensing up. I was so hoping he would be cumming over my flopped out cunT, especially as I was increasingly feeling submissive towards this man. I think his corrupt DNA must be working it's magic! 😈 I was right that he would be cumming soon as he started to roar and I saw the first handful of sprays of poz cum as they squirted all over my prolapse. Once he finished cumming he pushed my cunT back in, picked me up and carried me over to his bed, laying me on another large towel. This fucker was very well prepared. Still horny and still with a rock hard poz serpent dick he climbed on top of me, slid deep inside of me, and slowly fucked me, kissing me and stroking me for at least another hour where he then came inside of me AGAIN! He plugged up my huge gaping cunT with the biggest butt plug he could find in his collection, and told me to try and get some sleep. I do not know how I could as I was so wired, yet, I was also extremely exhausted, so at least laying down with my eyes closed was more than welcomed. I actually did end up sleeping the entire day albeit drifting in and out. Sunday evening Uncle Jim fed and watered me, then drove me home where I slept right through to Monday night except for piss and drink breaks. For the rest of the week my body and mind slowly processed recent events with lots of sleeping in between, a stray message from my boyfriend Lew back at home saying he misses me, and a few social tea and cake visits from my neighbour Ramon whom I knew to be a poz chaser albeit his hyperspermia poz bull husband Edward didn't want him to convert. I could feel an energy growing inside of me with the desire to give Ramon what he has been craving all this time! Would I be gifTing the neighbour?~ Keeping Uncle Chad's memory alive. On the Friday of my first week off the sexual health clinic called me out of the blue, telling me that the Doctor wanted to make an urgent appointment to see me, and a date for this coming Monday afternoon was set. What did they want?

Chapter 55; *Uncle Jim's DirTy load up my cunT* - What are you doing there Sir? Are you planning to inject and infecT me with HIV? - Eh!? ... I thought you were already Poz pig!? - No Sir, I am NEG with no other STI's either. - That's a big shame, I've a syringe full of top quality corrupt DNA here. As he said that last sentence he gestured the potential blood SLAM by slightly twisting his syringe holding wrist up and down in my direction. I was excited and becoming aroused to receive my fourth blood SLAM (the first being on the warehouse stage at my parTy) from this depraved twisTed Top. I was also becoming really turned on that we were both now pretending that I am NEG with our Neg-Poz role play which came to us all so very easily. He came over to me and started to tap for a vein. Once a bulging vein was located he slipped in the dirTy needle, held his very steady hand still and looked up at me with a full on intense look. I could tell our Neg-Poz role play was driving him crazy, but he knew he had to contain himself and his steady hand for the imminent moment. - What are you doing Sir? ... I told you I am NEG! - You haven't at any poinT said STOP, which I have interpreted as you seeking to get knocked up. Just like a little while ago we exchanged mutual glances of two highly infectious poz PiGs in heaT before he went to focus in on recharging me up. Looking at my arm his third and final pure blood slam of our private one on one parTy and play session rushed around my body as it was slowly pushed in. Again I watched intently as his toxic DNA entered me, trying very hard to keep still as just like last time I felt myself becoming highly aroused ... The needle came out, and he pressed down. And AGAIN I instantly became insanely aroused with the exact same reaction as last time; My eyes began to roll into the back of my head, I began to groan very loudly, I took a super firm grip of the sling using both hands, and then my loud groans turned into a combined stunted whimpering and hyperventilating. This entire process of my bizarre reaction again like last time lasted for several minutes. Uncle Jim knew the second time this was now happening that I was merely in a heightened state of arousal. This time concern was not needed nor given, and instead Jim came to the foot of the sling, slid his thin yet long 11" serpent 🐍 tatted poz Dick deep inside of my battered destroyed cunt, and forcefully fucked me with long and hard fast paced strokes as he poured out a constant tirade of Neg-Poz rolelay verbal on a loop; - Fuck YEAH, take my unprotected poz dick faGGot ... TAKE IT ... Open up that warm wet NEG cunT, c'mon pig, open it wide and get ready to accept my med resistant detectable virus nice and deep in your guts ... No condoms and no pulling out here boy ... He spoke like this and relentlessly fucked me during the several minutes I was psychologically reacting on a physical level to the latest blood SLAM. Despite my intense reaction I could still hear what Uncle Jim was saying which turned me on even more. Once my reaction had settled I was able to regain my focus and looked up at the man who was pounding away at me. All I could see was this animal lust which at this moment I could not get enough of. I kept with the theme of our Neg-Poz role play; - Fucking infecT me Sir. Knock me up. - InfecT you with what faGGot. - Your med resistant HIV. Let me have it. He suddenly out of nowhere stopped fucking me, and like he had already done this morning leaned in over my torso bringing his gaunt yellow face close to mine. We stared intensely into each others eyes for a few minutes where he gently rocked his hips back and forth as he remained balls deep with his 11" of poz dick meat. - So you want me to make you HIV positive? - Yes Sir. Breed my slutty NEG cunT. - You do realise I have Gonorrhoea too which dramatically increases the risk of HIV transmission. If I cum in you, you will become infecTed. I responded with moans of pleasure as his hips continued a slow rocking motion with his beautiful serpent tatted poz dick remaining fully impaled. - I have Hep C too, and I'd say with your wounded cunT from all the FFist Fucking we have done this morning, you really will be guaranteed to get both of my viruses. Guaranteed! His nasTy Neg-Poz role play talk again left me only able to respond with moans of pleasure. He leaned in towards me even more and now began to slowly lick my neck. Fuck, that was too much for me to take; - Give me AIDS. Both the rocking of his hips and the licking of my neck both stopped, and he brought his face back in line with mine, bored deeply into my eyes with his eyes, and very firmly said; - You say that once more, and you are gonna fucking get it! I suddenly felt myself completely submit in a way I had never experienced before. This feeling was followed with a few short sharp pants of my breath, and then ... - Give me AIDS ... Sir He gave me a real twisTed smirk filled with an intense depravity, brought his body up a little way from mine, spat on my face a few times, then brought his body upright, took hold of the sling chains, and without even a seconds notice commenced a violent hate fuck upon my poz cunT, and in about a short 30 seconds his breathing had become erratic, with his fucking changing to a pace that a Top does when he is seconds from unloading. He slammed his dick in deep and held it there, I felt it twitch, and then he began to roar like a wild animal. Every few seconds he'd release the tension in his hips then tense them up again giving out a short hard thrust each time his toxic cum blew inside of me. Once spent he lay on top of me and we kissed passionately as our sweaty bodies slid over each other.

Chapter 54; *GifTed with another Blood SLAM 💉* I had now been FFisted for six hours solid, with a small interlude at the half way mark where I had received a slam of meTh which saw the second half of our FFisting session become really intense with my cunT being completely and totally destroyed as I relentlessly BEGGED for another pure blood slam. Most of the second half of our FFisting session was also spent with our eyes fixed on one another. At this poinT of our parTy and Play he was once again shoulder deep inside my piggy guts, repetitively pulling out just past his elbow and back to being shoulder deep again. Shoulder Deep had been going on for about 10 minutes and I was now completely frantic to have his filth pumped into me, so I again took to BEGGING for what I needed, for what I craved; - Sir, PLEASE, I cannot wait any longer. I really do NEED both your med resistant HIV and HEP C viruses. I NEED them to completely control me, to completely consume me, exploding deep inside of me as my body surrenders to your ever growing powerful force of corrupt DNA. PLEASE Sir, give me your t☢️xic filth. PLEASE. I am BEGGING you. Charge me up. Show this nasTy poz pig your darkest demon! His face suddenly went from a horny piggy lust expression to a straight blank stare. Oh fuck, I think I was about to get what I had been begging for. He pulled his arm completely out, and without any prompting I pushed out my brand new hanging prolapse. He stood up, cupped his balls massaging his perineum area until a whole load of Gono pus flowed out to which he grunted in pain. With the Gono pus that he had just coaxed out now leaking down his Serpent tatted shaft he began to bang his fully erect 11" Dick of Death on my prolapse, also wiping it back and forth ensuring his Gono was also being transferred onto me. He pushed my prolapse back in and in no time was back to masturbating inside of my destroyed wrecked cunT. It felt so fucking great having him wank off inside of me, using me as nothing more than a mere flesh-light. Just like he did earlier when he was doing this he leaned over bringing his yellow gaunt face close to my face, again a mutual fixed gaze, but this time he was looking animalistic. I now knew he was about to get really fucking nasTy with me, and I could not wait; - Just so we are very clear here, you want me to inject you directly into your bloodstream with my med resistant HIV virus, and my Hep C virus. - Yes Sir. Again he straightened upright, continuing to slowly masturbate inside of me; - Then if that is what you want, I want to hear you say it just like that. Make it very clear to me. - PLEASE inject me directly into my bloodstream with your med resistant HIV and your Hep C, Sir. 😈😈 As soon as I said that he removed his hand from my cunT, but left his Dick of Death in there, grabbed onto the sling chains and bam, he finally started to fuck me properly, and at a decent firm moderate pace too. He gave me a knowing wink as though to say *let's fuck as real men should pig*. As much as I loved the 45 to 90 second pump and dump routine at my parTy lastnight this right here right now beat all of it, an unhurried fuck. Perfect. And he had stamina, however having now fucked me at this consistent pace for a good half an hour non stop he suddenly abruptly stopped and pulled out; - No no no no no no, I must stop. - Eh, what's up Uncle Jim? - I almost came, and I want to last longer. Right, I think you have rightfully earned your special gifT. He again winked at me which I returned with a huge big beaming smile, because I knew what he had meant. He attached a tourniquet to one of his arms and one of mine, and once again drew a syringe full of blood from his system. He then immediately poinTed the dirTy needle at one of my bulging veins and slowly slid it in. Holding very steady he looked up at me with that yellow gaunt face of his boring deep into my inner being; - You do realise there is med resistant HIV in this syringe? - Yes Sir, I do. - And Hep C. - Yes Sir, I fully understand. - You fucking nasTy cunT. We exchanged a brief mutual look of two highly infectious poz PiGs in heaT before he went to focus in on the task in hand. And slowly his t☢️xic filth went in, and I watched intently trying to keep still as I felt myself become highly aroused ... The needle came out, and he pressed down. It was at this poinT in time I became insanely aroused. My eyes began to roll into the back of my head, I began to groan very loudly, I took a super firm grip of the sling using both hands, and then my loud groans turned into a combined stunted whimpering and hyperventilating. - Steven, are you okay? Jim was concerned to how I was reacting. Was he going into some kind of shock he thought. No, that cannot be, he has already taken two pure blood slams from me, the first one over half a day ago at the parTy. After several minutes I settled down, looked at Jim and simply had the most massive smile from ear to ear. I was flying off of my tits on meTh, and was really getting off on being used, trashed, and infecTed with everything out there. I had changed and in a big way; I remember when I arrived in the USA 5 weeks ago and met my boss Ayan for the first time we had this conversation; - Well, firstly, no one is going to plant their seed inside of me as no one fucks me. I'm a TOTAL Top. And if someone were to fuck me, it would be with protection. - So you must be NEG then? - Yes, I am. All that stuff has always really scared me. Only a short while ago I was claiming I am a total Top (well, I still am, just not at the moment), and that if anyone were to fuck me it would be with protection only, and that the consequences of risky sex had always really frightened me. Yet here I was, in a completely different mindset compared to 5 small weeks ago. When Jim saw my huge beaming smile he pressed me; - What happened then Steven? - Sorry Sir, I just became extremely highly aroused just at the mere thought of your nasTy toxic filth rushing around my body. I watched it go in. Fuck, that was super intense. - Fuuuuck, you are so wonderfully nasTy pig, it really makes you so fucking sexy as hell. Maybe next time I SLAM you, you could pretend to be NEG? - Fuck YES SIR, that would be amazingly hoT. During my super heightened state of arousal Uncle Jim had removed both of our tourniquets. No sooner had we had exchanged words in regards to doing some Neg-Poz role play both the tourniquets went back on. FUCK YEAH, we were going to do it right now. Shit, now he really was charging me up, big time. He got a new syringe and needle, and once again obtained a whole syringe full of his super charged toxic blood from his system. Fuck, I could not wait to have even more of his toxic DNA pumping through my veins.

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Chapter 53; *The Viral Mind Game* I eventually got out what I wanted to say; - I need another ... Oh God ... - Go on, tell Uncle Jim what it is you need. He took his focus from my face and back to working on completely opening up my cunT. I was not anywhere near that yet. He pulled his arm out and went back to FFisting me with both arms upto the middle of his forearms. He could not seem to get any deeper than that just yet with both arms in play. He pushed them in, pulled them out, twisTed and turned, knowing that he was working me up into a frenzy with my sentence still unfinished ... - I need another ... Both hands/forearms pulled out he went back to using the one arm, and very quickly worked on getting upto just past the first part to his Bicep. He stopped right there and did not move a muscle and chose to fix a firm gaze on my eyes. I wasn't really looking at his face at this poinT ... - OI, pig, look at me. I looked at him. Fuck, he knew how to work me and how to get me right where he wanted me, which in this instance was almost his entire arm stuffed deep inside of my cunT and beyond which he had quickly sussed I was a complete weak pig for it (I couldn't get enough of that arm) coupled with a two way intense fixed stare ... - TELL Uncle Jim what it is you are needing another of. His stare became more intense as he was pushing his arm into me much harder and probably only moving forward a few millimetres. I began to high pitch whimper and and grunt as the overbearing pleasure was more than I could take, and the fucker knew it ... - I NEED another pure blood SLAM, Sir. His face instantly became animated with a massive cocky grin. He knew I meant what I was saying albeit in an altered state of mind via meTh use and sleep deprivation. Now it was time to play some fun mind games, make me really BEG for what I was now asking for. He was to FFist my cunT for 6 hours non stop and had now just been working on opening me up for 3 hours. There would now be a short interlude before the next 3 hours, but what was going to happen? Without saying a single word he removed his arm, got up, and left the playroom. A few short moments later he returned to bring some parTy into our play. Once again a tourniquet was placed on my upper arm, a vein located, and a needle inserted. What was I about to receive; A broTherhood shoT (a delicious combination of poz blood and meTh)? .... NO! A pure blood SLAM? .... NO! Just meTh? YES! 💉 He sat on his chair again and in a split second slid in one fisT a few inches past his wrist. He twisTed and turned it, pulled it out and slid it back in several times as I began to fly on my new high. He knew I was getting worked up and horny before this latest meTh slam and knew that by making me high again would tie in nicely to his mind game he was about to play. And then from out of nowhere he done something to me he or no one else has ever done to me, he began to punch fisT me, and with each punch in he'd count ... - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. He pulled his fisT out aggressively for the tenth time, and ... - Now push. Push out that nasTy cunT of yours pig. Push it out, go on, push it out ... I pushed and in one movement I prolapsed out giving a HUGE rose, and I squirted out a MASSIVE amount of cum that with great force exploded out and landed on Uncle Jim's lower chest and abdominal area. He was soaked in just a ridiculous amount of anonymous poz cum. Standing up again he walked over to my head area, scooped up some of the cum that had just sprayed all over him and smeared it all over my face. He kept on scooping up until he had smeared all of what I let go onto my face, and torso. He returned to where he was sitting, moved the chair out of the way, pushed one fisT inside of my cunT, took it out, pushed it inside again, took it out, then he grabbed hold of his Gono-Serpent 🐍 Death Dick and whilst still holding it he pushed it inside of me again, and began to very slowly masturbate inside of my cunT. He leaned in closer to my face with his gaunt yellow face of depraved twisTed lustful expression, and kicked off his mind fuck as my body and mind were in the throws of experiencing the most intense euphoric pleasure they ever had; - So the pig wants another pure blood SLAM does he? - Fuck YES, Sir. - Do you want it, or need it? He continued to slowly masturbate inside of me with his yellow Hep C eyes boring deeply and intently into mine. Our gaze was completely locked, and now an extreme intensity filled the playroom as every single nerve in my body tingled and shuddered in an unbearable ecstasy; - Oh Fuck, I NEED it, I NEED it really bad, Sir. - Then I need you to tell me exactly and precisely why you need it. - I NEED you to take complete control of me. Fill me with your poz Dick. Your hands. Your arms. Your virus. I NEED you to explode inside of me, Sir. It must be the meTh that was turning me from a Dom Top to a complete submissive faGGot bottom. My boyfriend Lew back home in the UK would not recognise who I was, certainly not right at this moment. Uncle Jim straightened up his body and keeping our intense gaze locked he began to masturbate inside of my cunT at a much faster pace. - My virus huh. Which virus of mine are you needing to take complete control of you and explode inside of you then eh, faGGot? - Your med resistant HIV, Sir. He slowed down his masturbating inside of my cunT considerably, and once again leaned his gaunt yellow face close into mine, that intense gaze still locked; - I have Hep C too you know. Two genotypes I gifTed to you lastnight. You very lucky boy. You can't have one virus without the other you nasTy highly viral loaded pig. If I am to pure blood SLAM you again I will need you to not want both viruses I have to gifT to you, but to really NEED both of them. And I mean NEED both of them. He paused speaking, and for a few minutes there was not a word spoken from either of us, just the sounds of the sling chains gently clinking, and the squelching of my wide open gaping cunT that was still being used as a flesh-light as we both continued our fixed gaze that was becoming even more intense by the minute. - I NEED both your med resistant HIV, and HEP C viruses to completely control me and fucking explode inside of me, to completely consume me, Sir. Another dramatic pause for about a minute this time ... - To even consider pure blood SLAMMING you again I am going to need you from right now to continually tell me which viruses of mine you NEED, why you NEED them, and to generally BEG me. And with those last words he took his Serpent tatted Death Dick out of my cunT that was now super Gaping, sat back on his chair in front of the sling, and spent the next 3 hours FFisting me using either just the one or both arms, or one FFist if he was punch FFisting me. During these 3 hours I grunted and moaned with pleasure as I flew high and in between relentlessly stating which specific viruses I was desperate for, why I needed them, and generally begging for a direct recharge. As these 3 hours wore on I was able to take both forearms at the same time right to the elbow, and his one arm upto his shoulder. At least once every 10 minutes or so he would rail me with an aggressive punch fisTing! I think I had found my calling; A FFisting bottom! 👊🌹💪

Glad you enjoyed the video @TTFN. You were half way correct in guessing Jim's dastardly deeds. Although, more to come from him in this story, AND, I have plans for him to cross over to the sequel of another story, with that another story still going, lol ... So many ideas.

Thank you @bootedrbrboi4poz & @AZpighole for your kind words. Four more chapTers for your delectation. 👅

Chapter 52; *From reSLAM 💉 to Bicep 💪, to Stevie-boy needing something ...* I do not know how long I had been passed out for at the poinT Uncle Jim returned to his play room, but the slight sound of the door opening to the playroom made me suddenly jump awake from my sleep. But I remained sleepy. He had brought with him a glass of an electrolyte drink so I would remain stable. Good to know I was in such caring and very much capable hands. In fact I was about to find out how capable they indeed were! He started to firmly slap my face; - Hey PiG, wake up, c'mon, wakey wakey, Uncle Jim has another gifT for you *slap slap* c'mon, wake up. I eventually roused for enough of a time to communicate with him for a short while. First of all he made me drink the electrolyte drink, and then just like on stage at the warehouse, he crouched by my head as I lay in the sling to speak to me, continuing to talk in his sinister and depraved sounding tone of voice; - You have to be one of the cutest yet nastiesT pigs that I have ever had lay in this sling. So, tell me pig, are you enjoying my fucked up viruses growing inside of you? - Yes Sir. - And do you want even more of Uncle Jim's fucked up virus inside of you, corrupting your very own DNA? - Yes Sir. - Then BEG me for it. Beg me for M☢️RE! - Please Sir, load me up with more of your nasTy virus. Increase my viral load. PLEASE Sir. Fuck my cunT and fill me with your toxic viral filth. - OH piggy, nasTy nasTy piggy, I think I can do much better than just merely fucking you to increase that already impressive viral load of yours. You up for another pure blood SLAM? - Yes Sir. - Oh you are so fucked up boy. *A deep and dark sinister laugh entered into my ear canal as the man in charge got off on the power and depravity of the situation*. Oh Fuck YEAH, you are one special pig alright, all so willing and very eager to the poinT of begging to be SLAMMED with even more of my virulent med resistant strain. Let's recharge you up then. He got up and attached a tourniquet to his arm and one to my arm. I watched on as the syringe filled up with his extremely toxic blood, imagining the viruses contained within bursting to be let loose inside of me. Once the needle was out of his vein he pressed on his arm for a short while, then, it was time to exert more power and control over me. In went the same dirTy needle, and slowly in went his highly charged corrupt DNA, charging into my system with no barrier and no way of going back to reverse the extra filth that I just had pumped into me. Once done he slid his serpent tatted 🐍 Dick of Death deep inside of me, leaned over my body and towards my face, and shoved his tongue down my throat, kissing me deeply and with an intense passion. Although still super exhausted I felt a slight surge of energy and a deep connection with my SLAMMER as we kissed deeply and fucked even deeper. Even though he was a very long 11" in length with his Dick, I could not feel it pumping away inside of me. The sensation was very odd, like his Dick was actually part of my cunT anatomy, as one, and that it was two pieces of warmth coexisting together naturally. He stopped kissing me and brought his lips to my ear, whispering; - You filthy whore. You nasTy faGGot. Such a greedy pig desperate for as many toxic gifTs as he can get. I suppose you want me to load you with more poz cum, is that it? - Yes please Sir. Charge up my nasTy poz cunT. Show me who is the boss around here. - Oh, don't you worry, I am gonna show you who is boss alright, but as for my load, you are going to have to learn to be patient. He straightened himself up, withdrew from my sloppy as hell gaping hole, got himself a chair positioning it at the end of the sling to commence a FFisting of my very swollen, battered, loose, dripping with NasTy poz cum, cummy cunT. On his first attempt at slipping just two fingers inside of me his entire hand up to and just past his wrist with great ease and absolutely no effort slipped in instead. Having been almost constantly fucked and high on meTh for an entire day I was now really gaping. However, I was about to be made even wider. For the next 6 solid hours he worked on widening the gape as it currently stood. Within minutes of him starting I had lapsed back into my drifting in and out of vivid almost lucid like dreaming of broken sleep. 3 hours in to my gape widening I was in a heavy doze but not quite asleep, but almost, when I felt my face being slapped firmly again; - Hey PiG, wake up, c'mon, wakey wakey, wanna see what Uncle Jim can do ... *slap slap* c'mon, wake up. - Eh, wha', what's happening. - WAKE up PiG! I've got something great to show you. - What is it *I said sleepily* - I NEED you to wake up properly *slap slap* ... C'mon ... - I'm awake, I'm awake. What is it. Is it something fun? - Oh YES, it is a LOT if fun. 💪 I was now alert enough for him to show me what he wanted to show me, and for me to engage. He sat back on the chair and put both of his hands inside of me halfway up his forearms. Yeah, I could feel that. Fuck, it felt intense and extremely pleasurable. He worked on me like that for a while ... - Wanna see Uncle Jim's next trick? - Yes please Sir. Both of his hands came out with one hand going back in, up to halfway of his forearm, then, to his elbow, then .... my cunT lips were now gripping onto the first part of his bicep, and FUCK, I felt like I was about to explode and take off. I suddenly woke up properly and felt like I was beginning to come up again on meTh. I started to pant, and grunt, then as it was getting even more intense I took my eyes to his face with my expression scrunched up in a this pleasure is too much to handle look. His face at first was focused in on my now super stuffed poz cunT, and then .... Our eyes met. His look said it all. He was looking at me as though to say *You really are an extremely nasTy pig, and I am loving having my arm buried deep inside your poz gaping soft velvety fleshy cunT*. I started to speak, but could not get my words out as I was experiencing such intense pleasure; - Please, I ... - 'I' what? - I need another ... - 'I need another' what? What is it you need pig? What was Stevie-boy needing? Another arm inside maybe?

Chapter 51; *Asmodeus Returns for gang bang finale* Soon after Uncle Todd left the stage the Asmodeus chanting returned, filling and echoing around the entire abandoned warehouse via the generator fueled speaker system, and once it did the stage that the sling was positioned above with me laying in it was flooded with a rush of toxic breeders and their balls full of viral filth all eager to add to my already extremely high viral load. With the main area in front of the stage full of 100's of hot sexy toxic breeders making out, fucking, sucking and FFisting I was very quickly being fucked. And bam, having fucked me for a mere 45 seconds the first fucker in this next 10 hour non stop breeding marathon dumped his load. Once loaded up he withdrew and in a few short seconds breeder number two was rutting inside of me, slamming in hard and fast with wild abandonment. As the second guy pumped away to dump a second load up me in quick succession parTy guest number 45 crouched by my head and took great joy in telling me who he is in a sinister and depraved sounding tone of voice; - Hey nasTy PiG, it's Jim. But you can call me Uncle Jim, because I am sure we are going to grow much closer in time. I have AIDS, and until a short moment ago you did not have Hep C genotypes 4 & 2, nor a med resistant strain of HIV, but after that pure blood SLAM you just recieved in your neck you DO now! Fuck yeah, I am parTy guest number 45 that has just added to your wonderful and virulent strains of toxic filth. I suppose you'll be wanting my dirTy seed too huh? ... As he uttered that last sentence he breathed shallow warm breaths on my neck whilst also biting on my ear lobe too. Whether his question was rhetorical or not, I could not answer him for a multitude of reasons; Breeder number three was rutting away at me really aggressively, sling chains rattling, fucking me with absolute no mercy (breeder number two had already pumped, dumped, and left), and I was flying high as a kite with my head spinning whilst getting lost deep within the Asmodeus chants. I was in no position to speak. Jim continued getting off on his nasTy talk; - ... You most certainly do deserve receiving my toxic viral ridden sperm dumped deep within your poz piggy guts, BUT, I want to have an unhurried session with you, 1 on 1 first of all, so I might not give you my load at this parTy. We'll see what Todd has to say about it. What could Todd have to do with it? Jim stood up from his crouching position by my head and physically turned my neck so I was facing him. And there staring me right in my face was his Dick. He wasn't big in girth, probably only about 3.5", but what he did not have in girth he certainly made up for in length, showing off a very impressive 11" of poz meaT. His Dick had a tattoo of a serpent which wrapped around the entire length of his toxic shaft with it's forked tongue slithering out at the tip. And from the tip oozed out Gono pus. As my cum dripping cunT continued to be pounded I took my current vision of a toxic Gono serpent poz Dick upto Jim's 67 year old face. Not only did he share in common with Uncle Todd of having a strong discharge of Gono from his poz fuck tool, his face was also yellow and gaunt with the whites to his eyes yellow; And to think, his toxic DNA was already corrupting me without even having even laid a finger on me. He looked down at me, stroking his now growing with arousal poz Dick, using his pus as lube, and smirking all the while with a greedy depraved lust in his eyes. He scooped up some of the Gono pus that was leaking from my infecTed poz Dick to lube up his own, continuing to stroke for a little while longer at which point he slid his serpent Dick into my mouth fucking it in unison with breeder number five banging my trashed up cunT. Yep, FOUR loads already gifTed to me on this stage of pure PIGdom. And now five, with breeder number six rutting inside of me right away as soon as I had received my fifth load. I was close to getting a sixth load in this final 10 hours of RAW gang bang poz fucking when Jim took his Dick out of my mouth and once again crouched down to speak a few more words before departing, again talking in a sinister and depraved sounding tone of voice; - ... By the way PiG, my current med resistant viral load stands at an astronomical 388 million. I'd like to think I've helped get your numbers up. We must be the two most toxic PiGs here. Fuck YEAH look at you, taking load after load after toxic load without even a hint of question nor resistance. You want to take Uncle Jim's forearm up that trashed up poz cunT of yours? *He bit on my ear lobe again as his warm perverted breath hit my neck* ... YEAH, I bet you would fucking love that. On that note he stood up and walked off, leaving me to be USED! He spent the next half hour looking for Todd when he eventually found him; - Hey Todd buddy, great parTy. Loving the English PiG. He is cute. - Yeah, you sometimes do get a ... *a coughing fit ensued* ... do get a sweet gem turn up that you just have to have. - Are you okay? That sounds like a nasTy cough going on there. - Yeah, I am fine, just started a few days ago. I am sure it is nothing. - What I wanted to ask you is, do you have any plans for this cute English PiG for after the parTy? I'd love to take him to mine afterwards for some 1 on 1 action. - Ayan was going to drive him home, but, he is all yours if you want to take him for some extra play. But he'll probably be way too knackered to be up for anything. - Oh don't worry, he can sleep whilst I play with him. I'm going to grab some sleep in my van. I'll be back later. - Okay. I'll let Ayan know of the latest plans. Jim went to his van and soon fell asleep, and got in a massive 9 hours much needed sleep. He was now well rested and well able to use me how he was planning to. He came back into the warehouse and made his way to the stage where I had now been gang banged on the stage for a solid 9 and 3 quarters of an hour, Just 15 minutes to go until the parTy was over. In Jim's absence not only had I been brutally fucked and loaded for nearly 10 continuous hours, the horny fuckers who all bred me whilst I was earlier tied down to the fuck bench in the cage had all at some poinT been ready to use me again, but, to leave enough time for everyone to have a go at loading up my cunT these 299 breeders from the cage instead either pissed on me, with a few hundred shooting their poz loads onto my body and face, and dozens upon dozens making me suck them off until they shot their filth right down my throat. I was now heavily soiled inside and out. My entire body was a cesspit of depraved toxic filth. Jim watched on as I received my final loads of the parTy, with the final load up my cunT coming from the 665th man of the day. My swollen gaping cunT was literally ... DRIPPING! As soon as the Asmodeus chants had stopped Jim carried me to his van (I could not walk, as I was now really fucked up). He lay me in the back seat on top of towels, and covered me with a cotton sheet for the drive back into a suburban part of the city. He lived on the outskirts of the city so owned a nice large house. Upon arrival he looked out for any nosy neigbours who maybe having a good gawp just to make sure that no one was looking, then carried me into his house, up the stairs, and into one of his spare rooms that he used as a play room, and here I was now layed into yet another sling. He left me for a while where I lapsed into a state of drifting in and out of sleep with some pretty wild crazy images pumping through my meTh'd up neurons. What was he going to do to me?

Chapter 50; *From the Trough to the Stage of SLAMMING* 💉💉💉💉💉💉 .... 💀💉! - Have you finished? - Almost. - Good boy. Drink up and let's continue the parTy hey. I forced myself to take the last mouthful where I was again led, this time back to the piss-cum trough, helped in, and made to kneel in the centre with my bum resting on my heels. Todd left again and I could not help but splashing the piss-cum all over me. Then another tannoy announcement from Todd; - Gentlemen, the cage area has re-opened, and our new poz broTher is waiting patiently for you in the trough. ENJOY the PiG! In a flash the cage area filled to capacity with horny poz fuckers in their Gas Masks, some in their waders too, and I was immediately being fucked again, just like when I was tied down for 10 hours on the fuck bench, and once again it was a 90 seconds or so pump and dump, and then the next poz fucker would be slamming his toxic dick into me. I was fucked in this exact spot for a 2 full hours whilst sucking on more poz dick which had clearly this very same night been fucking other parTy goers (I could taste cunt juice, which I dutifully swallowed), and was made to drink even more piss. No one was cumming down my throat. They were saving it for my cunT. The intention was to load me up and load me G☢️☢️D! During these 2 short hours I took another 57 toxic loads to add to the 301 (Todd & Demon possessed Ayan included) I had just received. Compared to the first 10 hours those 2 hours felt like they went by extremely quickly. I wanted more of this piss pool play, but it was time to take the parTy up a notch or three, and with that in mind another tannoy announcement from Todd bellowed out; - Gentlemen, the cage area is now closed for this parTy, which from now will continue in the main floor space and stage. Would guest number 501 make his way to the cage. Thank you. Again, everyone left, and I now started to shake. I think I was in a bit of shock, I mean 358 loads blasted up my cunT in a 12 hour period, one from someone who was possessed at the time. I could hear it drip out of me and into the pool of piss that I was now kneeling in. ParTy guest number 501 was one of the muscular guys who took the fuck bench out of the trough for part two of the parTy. He was instructed to carry me to the stage and lay me in the sling as it was clearly obvious that I was now so fucked up I would not be able to walk anywhere. I was carried through a crowd of 100s and 100s of the most nasTy highly charged infectious tops from all across the USA up to the stage where I was placed in the sling. And for the final tannoy announcement; - Gentlemen, welcome to the final leg of our broTherhood parTy. Once the Asmodeus chanting recommences, you will have a full 10 hours to pump in as much toxic seed as you can into this nasTy poz faGGot's guts. Would guest numbers 45, 89, 172, 493, 517, 581, and 643 please make their way to the stage who have been carefully selected for their very high viral loads, and genotypes that this poz PiG does not possess yet. 10 more hours!? I was feeling the need to sleep to be honest. I am not sure I could manage another 10 minutes let alone 10 hours. And why had he picked out 7 of the parTy goers. How were they going to directly add to my already very high viral load of 274 million, and add to the strains of Hep C that I already had? I was very soon about to get my answer to that internal question. Todd made his way to the stage and waited until all of the 7 poz studs he had summoned were there too. He had a bag which he took out of, 9 tourniquets, 2 for me (one on each arm), and one each for the 7 poz studs who apparently had a lot to gifT me. 😈 Also from the bag came 7 syringes, 6 were full of meTh, one was empty. Okay, maybe I would be able to manage to do more than 10 more minutes of fucking! Each of the 6 syringes of meTh had highly toxic blood from 6 of the 7 studs on stage drawn into them, then immediately inserted into my arms until I had 3 in each arm ready to be administered. The 7th and final syringe which was empty had it's needle inserted into a vein from parTy guest number 45 and an entire syringe full of his blood was drawn out. Out of all the parTy guests, why him? Standing by my head Todd with a deep concentration just like in the basement earlier felt around my neck and got ready to give me a very special and VERY t☢️xic gifT; - Stay VERY STILL ... He very slowly slid the needle in, and slowly depressed the plunger. What was so special about the blood that I had just been injected with. Whatever, it was now pumping around my body in seconds. Immediately after this pure blood only SLAM I was within a few minutes slammed with the 6 broTherhood shoTs (that delicious combination of meTh and poz blood), FUCK, I was now meTh flying again and gagging for more toxic Death Dick to plough my wrecked cunT ~ I was now completely ready to be totally fucking gang raped! Picking up the 7 empty poz tainted syringes and holding them in each hand Todd faced the crowd who had just watched what had just unfolded on the stage, his arms punching the air as he cheered in an animalistic manner with his gaunt yellow face looking completely depraved and twisTed underneath his Leather executioner hood. The several hundred poz fuckers all responded with similar depraved twisTed deafening cheers, with various jeers thrown in such as; - Let's recharge the faGGot, and all kinds of remarks to let me know exactly where I was in the pecking order tonight/today; Number 667!

Chapter 49; *The Fuck Bench* In my massive meTh high my head flopped forward as the leash on my collar was let go of, with my eyes rolling into the back of my head, and my head spinning with moving images from all of my life experiences bouncing around any neuron they could find. Suddenly I felt an extremely unusual sensation that my guts were being completely flooded by a thick warm fluid. As the sensation grew stronger the grip on the leash was once again tightened bringing my head back up in a jolt, and there was my Arabian demon snorting through his bull ring nostrils as he was clearly cumming deep inside of me. I momentarily closed my eyes for no more than a second, and when I reopened them, Ayan had vanished in the blink of an eye, quite literally. No sooner had I realised that he had disappeared the cage suddenly flooded with the many of the 6-6-6 party goers, all continuing to make out with one another, yet also taking their attention to me too, since I was the main reason for tonight's parTy. In a heartbeat dozens of men donning their Gas Masks, some with waders, surrounded me and immediately took to fucking my cunT, fucking my mouth including some guys forcing me to drink their piss through the spider gag, and a continual stream of guys stood on the steps either side of me pissing on me from a height. Including Ayan & Todd there were a total of 6-6-6 poz guys here tonight from all 50 states. ALL of them completely unmedicated, and all of them most definitely highly charged with virus. ALL came with HIV, and many came with Hep C and/or B. Plenty were loaded with Syphilis and Gono too. My very own welcome to the broTherhood parTy was a complete cesspit of rotten filth and depravity, and each and every one of these charged up viral PiGs would be dumping their seed deep inside of my cunT tonight; They had these parties before, and whenever there was someone there who was the central focus like myself it was a rule to pump and dump as quickly as possible. Especially if all 706 members of this dark underground group were in attendance. With this in mind, most guys were in and out of me within 90 seconds, and there was no cumming on my ass cheeks or on my cunt-hole, or their dicks only penetrated halfway in, they all dumped their filth with their dicks inside me as deep as their toxic pieces of fuck Meat would allow. Once they withdrew no more than several seconds had passed before the next guy was inside rutting away at me. For the next 10 hours I was non stop pissed on, sucked dick for that entire time (sometimes drinking piss whilst sucking), and for those 10 hours in their entirety I took load after load after load until 299 toxic studs had their way with my nasTy cunT. You can only imagine that after 10 hours that cunT of mine had been leaking cum into the trough below me for several hours, with a huge amount of piss collecting beneath me too. In fact, at the 10 hour mark there was a total of 5 inches of a warm salty piss-cum soup that had collected in the steel trough. Then came an announcement over a loud tannoy from Todd; - Gentleman, we are pleased you are enjoying our new broTher, but for now the cage will be closed for a very short break. The Asmodeus chanting had now cut out, and the 299th guy was seconds away from cumming. Once he did he withdrew, slapped my ass cheek, and along with the two guys stood above me pissing all over me, everyone left. And there I was, 299 loads of cum infecTed with HIV and M☣️RE dripping out of me, and drenched in piss, not to mention still flying off of my tree on meTh, although I had come down quite a bit by now. Todd came into the cage and untied me, released the spider gag, and told me to get down off of the fuck bench and to bend over and hold onto it where my head had been for the past 10 hours or so. He then made me push my cunT and little did I know how trashed and wrecked I was now down there, and with just one push I gave Uncle Todd a massive blooming rose, and an insane amount of cum squirted out and plopped into the piss pool below. - Fuck, you are fucking nasTy. He then slid into me again, balls deep with his Dick of Death and it's Gono covered spiked PA. This time though, I could not feel a thing, and neither could he; - Fucking hell PiG, I cannot even feel the sides of your cunT now. Fuck, you are super loose, and it is very warm and wet up there, fuck, you feel way too good. Oh yeah, oh YEAH .... FUCK, FUCK ... I am gonna cum ... *GRUNT ... *cough* GRUNT ... GRUNT *cough ... cough cough* He started to spew yet ANOTHER load of filthy toxic seed from him today. The second or third load now, I had lost track. Even though my head was spinning my subconscious picked up on the fact he had just started a rattly chesty cough. Would that now be the beginning of something to have to worry about? He now made me lay down flat on my back in the trough so the cum-piss solution was up to my ears, and then to turn on my front and bathe my hair in it, then turn over and lay flat again, then again onto my front, again bathing my hair in it as though I was giving it a wash. - Stand up! I stood up everything considered I was wobbly on my feet, so he took me by the hand and talked me through stepping over the 15" high trough so I was now outside of it, picked up a plastic beaker from the ground that was neatly tucked away, and walked me over to the wall to wall mirror, and made me look at myself. I was now definitely soiled, inside and out. Only 5 weeks ago I was definitely NEG, and here I now stood, infected with; HIV: Including the fast progressive CFR19 strain. Hepatitis B. ️ Hepatitis C Genotypes 1 & 6. ️ Syphilis. Gonorrhoea: Throat, Rectum and Penis (all clinical diagnoses (without tests) *unmistakable discharge from the Penis. Genital Warts: Anus (Clinical diagnosis). On the outside I was completely drenched with piss and cum, with cum now constantly leaking from my cunT, 6-6-6 written on my forehead, and a septum piercing complete with nose ring. I was unrecognizable. The molding of me into proud poz pig was coming along very nicely. He handed me the plastic beaker; - Here, drink this, it's more broth. - I'm not hungry. - DRINK it! You have just been fucked for 10 hours solid and not even half of the guests have used you yet, so you need the nutrition. C'mon pig, it isn't much. I sipped on it very slowly, looking at my fucked up reflection. Todd casually walked away and returned several minutes later with two muscular guys with their Gas Masks on. Upon instruction they took the fuck bench and the sets of steps out of the steel trough, and promptly left after they had done so, leaving Todd and I alone again. He walked over;

I'd quite happily operate on him 😈 ... 👊🌹

As I saw his xtube name I uttered; That's the one. Thank you for that @alteregomn. I see from his account he is from Sweden. I knew I was right with him being somewhere from within Scandinavia. 👍

Hey @SecretCumWhore. Oh, do you actually know him as a friend? I do not have any links sadly. The still I provided above is from a super hot video I watched several times (misplaced the URL, damn, I'd love to see it again). And yes, that boy can sure take it ... Fucking hot! 🐷🌹

Chapter 48 continued ... The feet to the wooden fuck bench were capped with steel and was situated inside a 15" high steel rectangular trough, so any piss or cum from my parTy would during the course of the long night collect. And with 6-6-6 party goers there was going to be an insane amount of cum and piss being produced. Either side of the fuck bench and to the front and back of it were a set of small steps so anyone and everyone could have full access to me, whether that be fucking my mouth, cunT, or just pissing on me from splashing warm wet height. The trough, fuck bench, and myself were also inside a huge three sided cage (with behind me being the open entrance), with the cage being 10 foot by 10 foot. The wall of the cage that was in front of me was just one massive mirror so I could see everything going on behind me. When I did regain consciousness not only did I discover that I was tied down, I soon learned that I had a spider gag strapped around my head, and had a steel collar with internal spikes around my neck. I soon felt a tug, and via the leash connected to this steel collar my head was brought up so I had nowhere to look but straight ahead into the wall to wall mirror, and there he was, my poz Arabian demon bull holding onto me tightly with the leash. As he firmly pulled on the leash he fucked me with strong powerful merciless thrusts as the Asmodeus chanting that I first heard earlier in the basement bellowed out from the speakers to this abandoned warehouse. Yet now, that sternum stabbing pain I was feeling earlier had completely disappeared; This meTh'd up p☣️z faGGot was now wide OPEN, and ready to accept absolutely anything and everything anyone had to share! And behind us I could now see 100's of completely unmedicated highly charged up PiGs, all of whom were wearing Gas Masks as per dress code, and who were all either completely naked, or completely naked with thigh high waders. They were either looking towards me masturbating, or fucking each other, with no build up to penetration, just grabbing hold of each other and slamming in their toxic meaT with one another. It was an extreme t☣️xic frenzy.

Chapter 48; *Waking up at my parTy* I do not know how long I had been passed out, but when I finally regained consciousness I found myself tied face down on a fuck bench, in a warehouse in the middle of nowhere. I was at my parTy!

Chapter 47; *The 9 poinT turn continues* After he had finished writing on my chest and forehead his tirade of nasTy talk abruptly stopped as he took to a sudden intense concentration. Picking up the 9th broTherhood shoT he spent some time feeling around my neck, and very slowly, in went the needle, and very slowly the plunger depressed, pushing in Ayan's virus and a hiT of meTh, straight next to my brain! He took the needle out pressed on the puncture site, and whooo0000ssSh, I got an instant erection and as soon as I was fully hard I started shooting a bucket load of poz cum, the biggest load of my life, shooting all over my face, and into my frantically gasping and grunting mouth. - Oh fuck YEAH, swallowing your own poz fuck juice. What a nasTy slut. Now keep STILL. I instinctively brought my legs up with my feet on the ground and bent at the knees, then let my legs fall to the sides, then I began to whimper and kept on repeating over and over and over; Fuck me ... Fuck me ... Fuck me ... Fuck me ... Fuck me As I kept in repeating this two worded BEG Uncle Todd plunged in the 4 poinTs in each arm. NINE broTherhood shoTs in a few minutes, and I was now desperate for all the Dick and the highest viral loaded filthy toxic seed in the world to destroy my already highly charged toxic and bloodied battered cunT. My meTh giver knelt between my legs and slid his spiked PA Dick loaded with Gono pus, HIV & Hep C. I had no worries about catching anything from him. Firstly I was so off of my head I did not care, and more importantly, I was infected with everything he had anyway, from type of infection right down to each specific strain and genotype! Plus Uncle Chad's aggressive CRF19 strain, and all the other bugs in between that I had caught. I was now one serious fucked up meth'd off my head filthy bug bucket of a dirty nasTy whore! Uncle Todd brought his Leather executioner clad sunken cheek gaunt yellow faced yellow eyed sick face up to several inches from my face, and began to spit on me several times, laughing really arrogantly. Once his spit was added to my face of my own poz cum I had just shot over it and the99 written on my forehead he brought his body upright and began to fuck me again, but this time I must have been hallucinating as his canine teeth looked like they were growing into long fangs, and his Hep C yellow eyes turned a complete demonic glowing red. I now lost complete track of time and space so did not know how long he was fucking me for but he at one poinT stopped and ordered me to kneel with my bubble ass resting on my heels, facing the reversed pentagram circle, to look up at Ayan and not to remove my gaze from him. I did as I was told. This solid Arab stud was eerily motionless with his head still bowed and hands still clasped behind his back. Todd took a small silver sword that lay against the altar and pricked my finger with it, wiping the droplets of blood onto a piece of paper. As he done this he was chanting the ancient language just like he did when he was at mine when he demon fucked me. And in a small swift action he tossed the bloodied paper into the goblet of flames. As the paper began to burn all the bulbs from the dimly lit lamps blew, all the candles blew out, and the speaker system playing the Asmodeus chant cut out; We were in an instant plunged into total silence and complete darkness! Several seconds passed when where the once lit candles had been forming an open circle had been, a wall of flames shot up, waist up to Ayan, lighting up the entire dungeon basement. No sooner had light been restored I once again could see Ayan, a possessed Ayan! He still had his human body, but his head had become a bulls head, complete with long horns and a gold nose ring, and brightly glowing red eyes. The Scorpions on his chest were dancing and flicking venom in my direction, and his Monster of a Dick was no longer 90% flaccid. It was fully erect, pointing towards the ceiling, and oozing a thick cream coloured substance out and over his long thick shaft. In the background Todd was furiously masturbating, and bellowed another order to me; - Go to him PiG. Enter the circle and kneel before your Master. I crawled seductively towards my Arabian demon bull Ayan as I dripped heavily a salty meTh sweat, and as soon as I reached his feet, the flames that were at the opening to the circle closed around us, the circle now fully sealed, with nowhere to run and escape if I wanted to! He lifted me up like I was a feather, positioning his bull Dick at the entrance to my cunt. Rushing off of my tits on my massive meTh hit I rocked my hips and panted. I was desperate for him to be INSIDE me. He gave a few loud bull snorts then in one firm pull down of my body he rammed deep into me causing an instant sharp winding pain to the bottom of my sternum. He was too much to take; - Please stop. It's too much. I can't ta... But, the demon of Asmodeus inside my bull had no time nor patience for my pathetic pleas and commenced a ferocious bull fuck assault on bloodied up gaping highly charged up cunT. It was all too much for me and I lapsed into a semi conscious state with my body going limp including my head flopped forward with my eyes rolling into the back of my head. As I with each second felt that winding pain to the bottom of my sternum I kept on having flashbacks of various events in my life with my boyfriend Lew, family, and friends, with Todd watching on as I continued to be brutally devoured; - Fuck YEAH, destroy that poz PiG's nasTy cunT ... Stick it to the whore! And that is the last thing I remember hearing before I completely passed out.

Chapter 46; *The beginning of a 9 poinT turn* 💉💉💉💉💉💉💉💉 ........ 💉! I could now hear another chant bellowing from the basement speakers just like from when I was in the bathroom. However, this time the chant was to Asmodeus; Upon reaching the bottom of the steps I could see my boss Ayan facing away from me wearing a hooded black cloak. All I could see was the shape of the cloak as it covered him. By the broad shape I knew it was him. I immediately froze on the spot as I watched the ritual unfold. Ayan was mumbling something which I could not hear through the loud chants bouncing off the walls, ceiling and every object contained within the dark basement. He was surrounded by a large open circle of lit black candles as he sat on a bright red reversed pentagram etched onto a black marble floor. In front of Ayan was a shoulder height altar with tall black candles burning in silver candelabras and burning incense on top of it, and leaning against it at ground level were two more goat skulls, and some small silver swords. As he mumbled something unintelligible to my ears he was cutting his finger tips and rubbing the blood that he drew from them onto small pieces of paper which was followed by throwing the blood tainted paper into a goblet of flames. As I watched on I heard in the background the basement door shut, bolt, and be locked. I might have been high but I suddenly felt I really had to get out of there. I quickly turned around, and Uncle Todd stood there, naked, wearing his executioner hood, and moving his basement key holding wrist up and down in my direction; - Going somewhere are we? Not so fast PiG! He suddenly had an angry tone in his voice and a very stern look; - I TOLD you to lay in front of the altar. The beast does not favour disobedience. Lay on your back, legs together, and your arms by your sides facing up. Now GO! - Yes Sir *I responded meekly* I lay in the position I was ordered to, sideways to the altar and the entrance to the open circle that Boss Ayan was inside, in between both. I could not see his face properly because his head was slightly bowed and because of the large hood to his cloak. Todd came over holding 9 syringes full of meTh 💉, walked inside of the reversed pentagram circle, where his husband stood up, removed his cloak to reveal his massive broad Arabian physique marked by those two Scorpion tattoos on his pecs 🦂🦂. Without a word uttered he extended his arms in front of himself where he then had two tourniquets attached, with Todd promptly drawing charged up t☣️xic blood into each and every one of the 9 shoTs of meTh, immediately turning them into broTherhood shoTs. The two tourniquets were removed then attached to my arms. - Now keep VERY still. - Yes Sir. One by one I had 4 broTherhood shoTs attached to each arm. As they were inserted into my veins I had my head very slightly turned to look at my boss, who was now stood in the middle of the circle, right on top of the reversed pentagram, hands clasped behind his back, and head bowed. His HUGE unmedicated Monster donkey Dick very slightly swung like a pendulum on a Grandfather clock. It looked to be at least 90% flaccid. With 8 broTherhood shoTs of meTh and blood infected with HIV as a minimum stuck into my arms ready to be injected, a final instruction came; - Straighten your neck, look straight towards the ceiling, and keep completely STILL. - Yes Sir. He placed the 9th broTherhood shoT resting on my navel, went and got a permanent red marker pen, and wrote on my chest; S6AT6A6N's WHORE. And then he wrote onto my forehead; 6-6-6. As he wrote on me Todd began to get really verbally nasTy with me; - Look at you, what a complete fucked up nasTy whore you are full of absolute rotten viral filth, and becoming more toxic by the minute, and wanting even more ... ... Don't worry, with these 9 broTherhood shoTs your current viral load of 274 million WILL definitely increase, and with99 parTy goers tonight ALL of whom are going to blow their fucked up filthy seed up your poz piggy guts your current viral load is going to fucking explode. 💀🦂☣️

Chapter 45; *The return of Uncle Chad* ... I suddenly felt something penetrate my bloodied cunT, BUT, I could not see anyone there. And whatever it was it began to fuck me with the sling swinging back and forth. I actually felt whatever it was inside of me move in and out of my gaping demon fucked poz hole, and all I could do was let out muffled grunts through Todd's soiled Jockstrap .... OUCH; From out of nowhere I felt a sharp claw like scratch scratch me from near my left nipple right down and across to the bottom of my right rib cage. What the fuck was that!? Then I heard a voice speak softly to me in my right ear; - Stevie, .... Steeeeevie, I am back. Uncle Chad is here. Uncle Chad is fucking you. Nothing can separate us now. We are bound by our blood bond for eternity! This could not be, he only died this morning. Well, it was him, returned as a dark spirit, and he would fuck me or anyone else I was with if he wanted to, if the ports were open for him to enter our realm. My bloodied cunT was fucked like this for a good full hour. It hurt, but I loved it. I loved it because I was now a fully fledged poz PiG, and even though I was still at heart a Top if any other Top from now on wanted a piece of my poz ass, then, it was theirs! I also loved it because it was Uncle Chad even though he was no longer in the form of the kind man I knew briefly, and even though he was now presenting as a dark entity. About 15 minutes into the full hour I am sure I heard faint voices from the bedroom. It sounded very much like Uncle Todd, and my boss Todd's husband, Ayan. Mere seconds after the full hour had elapsed I heard the rattling of the door knob and the door was unlocked. As it opened Uncle Chad's dark force left quicker than a blink of a eye, the light went on, and the Lucifer chant was stopped. In walked Todd, and indeed Ayan who was wearing nothing but a pair of trackie bottoms. For the first time I saw his face and huge Scorpion tatted chest at the same time. He smiled at me knowingly when he knew that I now FINALLY realised for sure that he was the ''Silent Stranger'' from Aiden's club on the night of my dancing gig. Everything was now falling into place! - Well well well, look what we have here. That sweet little NEG English boy has been playing with fire, and has got burnt. Still English, but by Christ, certainly no longer NEG. [ Ayan said smugly ]. He continued to speak; - I think it is time he got some of what I have to share, don't you Darling [ ... as he strapped a tourniquet to his bulging bicep ] Uncle Todd smirked knowingly at his husband, and taking a syringe of meth he inserted the needle into his husbands arm, withdrew some blood, and then bam, I was receiving my second broTherhood shoT of the day. The silent stranger's HIV was now rushing into my system without having even ever laid a single finger on me. The new hit of meth hit my system and I was flying so high that I was suddenly having visions of my gang-bang at Aiden's club, and was now badly craving that amount of Dick and cum inside of me that I had received during that one night. Well, careful what you wish for. Because that night in question was just the starter. Tonight was the main course! - That's a deep scratch you have there ... - That wasn't on him when I left the room after Demon fucking him earlier. Must have had a visitor after I left. Ayan picked up the kicked over wooden stool, sat on it at the foot of the sling, and proceeded to FFist me continuously for the next two hours with the final several minutes of those two hours aggressively punch FFisting me on a continual loop. No relent. My cunT was now bloodied and completely trashed, yet my welcome to the broTherhood parTy had not even started. - Darling, let's go an eat dinner, then afterwards I'll go to the basement and commence with the ritual. What did my boss mean by ritual? Uncle Todd & Ayan both left the bathroom, leaving me laying in the sling, restrained, lights off, with Uncle Todd's pus-piss soaked Jock still stuffed in my mouth, and my bloodied cunT leaking cum and my cunT juice. A short while later Uncle Todd returned, removed his rank jock from my mouth, released me from the restraints, and guided me as I was unsteady on my feet to the red Leather couch where I properly rested with some fresh hot bone broth I was just given, with relaxed chat. After a decent rest and idle chat it was me that inadvertently abruptly directed the rest of the night in the direction it would be going; - What did Ayan mean by 'ritual'? - Well, shall we go and see, I reckon he is about now ready for YOU! C'mon PiG, finish up your broth and let's go. I quickly finished my broth, and off we went, down the staircase to the ground floor of their grand house, and across the hallway to the door leading down to the basement. As Todd went to open the door I started to shake. I was completely naked, yet, I was high on meTh and the house was warm. My inner being had sensed imminent Dark DANGER. He opened the door and gave me a gentle push so I had no choice but to step onto the top step. - That's it, now go down to the bottom of the steps, walk over to the altar and lay sideways to it, between the altar and outside of the opening to the circle where the beast will be waiting for you.

Finished writing the tail end of Chapter 45 tonight, and just whacked out Chapter 46 too ... The writing juices are back, and Stevie-boy is on his way to his ... Welcome to the broTherhood parTy 💉☣️💉🐷💉💦💉😈💉