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Thank you once again for your kind compliments @Monster5-8gPA It's not too Dark then ~ You think it could become Darker still? 😈👺

Part 27; I lay on the floor of the plinth room, curled up, crumpled, and shaking with shock. - 'L' - Hail Master. - Take MY Charlie to his room. He needs more rest. Give him a large dose of K so his body can relax. And stay with him through the night as he rests. - Yes Master. Sir scraped me from the floor, and carried me to my room, placing me in my new bed, and propping me up against the headboard. He left for a short while. Whilst he was gone I just kept staring at the HUGE painting of 'ME' above the fireplace. I seemed to not be able to think clearly anymore, and was staring at the painting with no real thought. My gut knew it meant something to me. Once Sir came back he helped me drink the K laced cola via a straw. I was so weak and feeble now I couldn't even hold the glass myself. He lay me down, and it wasn't long before I once again fell into a deep sleep of jumbled vivid dreams and explicit nightmares. The D-E-V-I-L 👺 appeared on a number of occasions, where he at least on two of them tried to claim my soul. I think on one occasion he was successful in his persistent EVIL mission. And then that evil Doctor I was dreaming of only this morning in a scene with the 'Medical Chamber', he kept appearing over and over again outside the mansion with two other guys who were in hospital gowns and in wheelchairs. Each time they appeared I was unable to make out their faces. I had the sense that they were very sick and frail. Of course my Master fucking me in the forest was a prominent regular flashback. But, through all these images, there was this underlying tone that Sir was FFisting me the entire time. My subconscious must have been connecting with my consciousness as when I did finally wake up Sir told me that as I slept he actually spent a considerable time intermittently FFisting my gaping cunt. 👊💦💦 My brain was getting a rest, but my swollen bruised cunt wasn't getting much respite at all! As I slept, and Sir FFisted me, Usher and my Master discussed about the possibility of him coming here to live, and work. Usher made it very clear that he was used to being paid handsomely, and my Goat-Beast-Headed Friend more than matched what he was used to. He said he would stay initially for no more than a week, as then he would need to go back and sort out stuff to do with his property, belongings, and also bring equipment and materials needed for the double restoration of the property, and land. My Master also agreed to purchase a BIG truck which would be required for the transformation ahead. After a good 12 hours sleep or so I woke up, and I felt unusually overwhelmingly exhausted. I could not move from my bed. In fact, my second full day here was mainly spent drifting in and out of sleep, with Sir bringing me food, as he also tended to my boyfriend who STILL remained restrained! A few of the times I woke during the day I did only to find that Sir was doing to me what he was doing as I slept during the night. Yes, MORE FFist fucking my cunt. I believe it was his very own mission was to make sure that I from here on, would always remain; Inside out, and Gaping! 🌹 The night hours fell again, and more of the same as lastnight and today; Sir continuing to intermittently FFist Fuck me. More vivid dreams and nightmares. And more much needed further rest for my brain. This time, I apparently got an insane 14 hours sleep. BUT, today on my third full day here I awoke feeling well rested and rejuvenated. Although, the end of my Dick felt painful. Oh well, I could take a look at it when I went for a wee, and sure enough, when I pulled down the metallic red jockstrap, there was the same revolting smelly discharge oozing out of my Dick that my Master has. His Gono infection had needed all the incubation time it had needed to see my urethra inflamed, and now constantly, and slowly, ooze out a thick rotten smelling pus. As he knew I was feeling much better, Sir had ordered that I come down for a late breakfast in about 30 minutes. OK, fine. That gives me enough time to do what I cannot wait to do. Having just discovered my Gono infection, I got back on my bed, lay on my back with my legs spread, milked my perineum so I could get as much pus as possible to flow out whilst scooping it up in my hand, then masturbating it inside my flopped out gape! I kept repeating this, and the longer I carried on the more turned on I became, and the more turned on I became, the more I lost track of time. - CHARLIE, what are YOU doing? You were meant to have been in the dining room with us 10 minutes ago. I looked up to see Sir with a smug smirk on his face having just caught me exploring my new found inner pig. - Sorry Sir. I got carried away. I'll come right away. - NO! You lay exactly right where you are. You nasTy pig! 👊💦💉

Looks like a few more chapters coming this evening ... ☣️💉👊

Perfect! 🐽💦

@TTFN ... They certainly are buddy ~ Charlie boy is well and truly on his chosen path in life 🐷☣️

@pozpopperpig ... Thank you for your kind well wishes Good-Man, and much appreciated compliment; You are most welcome!

Prequel to Part 27; The D-E-V-I-L grabbed me by my wrists, and brought my face right upto his molten lava eyes, and started to HATE fuck me. It made my Master's wild feral fucking seem tame; - I shall TELL you ONLY one more time .... SAY IT. SAY IT! - I irrevocably give my soul to you for eternity, my D ... Sorry, I can't. I don't want to. - You STUPID boy! Like with my boyfriend he now also gave me a hard back hand slap to my face. I became dizzy and confused. And just to make sure I did not forget him he swiped across my navel, right across the reversed pentagram, causing deep scratch marks that would constantly look like they had tiny worms wriggling inside of. He gave his body a quick jolt, which sent me flying into the air, and crashing down onto the wooden floor into a crumpled heap. He gave a snarl and a hiss to make sure I understood that he was very displeased with me indeed, and then, he was gone. I knew in my soul, that was still mine, for the time being at least, that this would not be my last encounter with the Dark-Lord! 👺👦

@takingdeepanal .... aaaaahh, I mirror your kind sentiment, good Man / filThy piggy. I bloody well hope so too!! 😗

Part 26; 'HOLY FUCK', exclaimed Usher. Here I was, face to face, finally, with the dark entity who could be potentially 'sealing my fate', for good! Would he? I began to shake uncontrollably. Not because I was scared, but more over that my soul was in shock. When I say he towered over me, he did just that, and everything and one in the room. The fins on his back scraped across the mirrored ceiling. His body and face did not resemble anything like a Human Being. He didn't have skin. It was more like a deep red hard stainless steel lobster shell with a fish scale like appearance, that became broader in shape, like a vee, as it went towards where his shoulders would be, if he had any, with black indentations all over. And was hot to the touch. His eyes were like my Master's when he gets excited (like molten lava), and his tail protruded out for about 1 metre where it then forked out into 3 sub tails. And then, HIS Demon-Dick .... FUCK-me; The entire length of his shaft that was rock solid at all times like a hot steel rod, was the length from my knees to my larynx. Surely he would not be getting all of that inside me!? His actual shaft was a bright glowing orange, just like a red hot iron. Attached to his shaft was his foreskin, which were jet black sea anemone tentacles that constantly flowed as though they were actually in the ocean. He picked me up by my forearms with each of his 4 pronged lobster like pincers, and dangled me in front of him, like a piece of offal. His molten lava eyes bored into my soul, and he in his sharp, quick, distorted, raspy voice said; - I am YOUR Dark-Lord, and you will ALWAYS address me as such. Do I make myself clear? - Yes. I understand perfectly, my Dark-Lord. - G☣️👺☣️☢️👺D! He flipped me like turning a page so my legs now lay on his fins that poked out intermittently either side of him. His hot and hard steel exterior saw that my smooth pale skin that was nicely cool only moments ago heat up to a point I was now a little bit too hot, and dripping with sweat. His EVIL orange glowing red hot iron D-E-V-I-L Dick placed itself to the entrance to my now well used, sore, battered boy-cunt. THEN, he slammed in around half the length of his shaft, and at the point he stopped those jet black sea anemone tentacles flared out and stuck themselves to my insides, with EACH and every one giving me an electric shock sending my body into spasm. I suddenly could no longer feel my body. They must have given me some kind of anaesthetic. Neck down my body went limp - What do you want, Charlie? - FUCK me PLEASE my Dark-Lord. PLEASE ... FUCK me!! He let go of my forearms so I was now literally hanging off of his red hot iron D-E-V-I-L Dick, which proceeded to fuck me with long, slow, HARD strokes, all the while those flared tentacles held their firm grip. As the D-E-V-I-L began to FUCK my cunt thus my soul, I could hear my boyfriend crying in the background, as he repetitively said 'please, no, please no' in between his useless sobbing. The long, slow, HARD strokes went on for apparently about 1 hour. I was getting a real good seeing to, from the best fuck I would ever have! No other beast or human would ever come close. Then came that point where the pace quickened, and the sensation in my body was slowly returning. I couldn't believe what I was now thinking, and there was nothing I could to do stop those thoughts quickly tumbling from my mouth; - PLEASE cum INSIDE my cunt, my Dark-Lord. PLEASE. His sharp, quick, distorted, raspy voice wasted no time in a response; - I ONLY cum INSIDE those who I fuck under one condition, Charlie!! - What is that condition, my wonderful Dark-Lord? - That they GIVE me THEIR soul. For your fate to be completely sealed with no turning back, you must utter word for word 12 words to completion; ****** 'I irrevocably give my soul to you for eternity, my Dark-Lord' ****** His thrusts intensified again, harder and faster, as now at least 3/4 of his red hot iron D-E-V-I-L Dick was ripping my guts to pieces. It certainly felt like it. And it felt like it was burning up insides, too. - C'mon Charlie, I haven't got all night. SAY it! - I irrevocably give my ... I paused, which seemed to infuriate the Dark-Lord, and his usual sharp, quick, distorted, raspy voice became even more so as his impatience and Anger grew. - SAY IT. SAY IT. GIVE ME YOUR SOUL Charlie! He made it sound like I had no choice in the matter. Did I? - I irrevocably give my soul to you f... - NOOOO Charlie. PLEASE. DON'T do it. PLEASE my sweet Darling. PLEASE. PLEASE No! My boyfriend suddenly interjected. Well, now the D-E-V-I-L really was fucking ANGRY! His head turned to face my boyfriend (all the while continuing to fuck the H🔥LL out of me), and he snarled, and hissed, and stared right into my boyfriends eyes. His Gold crucifix that he was wearing suddenly turned upside down around his neck, with a high pitch ring immediately following, bouncing off of the walls and out into the moon-lit air. THEN, yank, his chain broke from his neck, hurtling onto and across the marble plinth, with a swift back handed slap across his face that knocked him out for a little while. Then the attention was back to me; Would Charlie succumb and say those magic words? Should he say them? Do you want him to say them? 6👺6🔥6👹

Part 25; I went outside as ordered to by Sir. I wasn't really happy in my current attire. I wanted to get back in my only clothes I had here, comfy and baggy, and do some gardening with the sexy skinhead, who I found myself liking more and more; A rough Bastard, with a cheeky, confident, and laid back nature, with an attractive intelligence to boot. I was wanting a night off from sex, but, I know my position as a bottom, and as a sub, and that it is my role is to serve, give others what they want, when they want it. I have no say in the matter! - Well look what we have here ... Usher said, as he perved over my smooth pale tight body glistening in the sinking sun as it began to set. With one hand he started to rub over my chest and abs, and with the other he began to fondle my gaping hanging out cunt. - Fuck yeah. I could so easily fuck you again right now. But, I think there are bigger things in store for you this evening. So, another time, sexy boy. There will be plenty, I am sure. - To be honest, you fondling my cunt hurts. I am very sore now. I guess now that the drugs have worn off I am feeling more. I wouldn't mind just spending the evening getting stoned with you on the couch. - C'mon, let's explore this wonderful land some more. We smiled together, then went about doing just that, exploring, learning, talking, and of course enjoying each others company. Time flew by in a heartbeat, and before we knew it the sun had set, and it was beginning to get dark. Sir yelled out; - Usher, Charlie, food is up. Usual dining room. This time it was more of a quick snack; Olives. Cheese. Crackers. Bread. Dips, and the like. There was no working light in the downstairs dining room, so we were now eating within the realms of candlelight. Usher really did have a lot of work on his hands if he was going to take this job on. Having been enjoying the lovely nature outdoors only moments ago I suddenly felt a very strange sensation in the pit of my stomach, beneath my navel / drawn on reversed pentagram, so I really was not able to eat much. The mood had also abruptly shifted from a serene light, to an intense 'on edge' darkness. I very slowly nibbled on the food as the strange feeling in my gut grew stronger. I was now also becoming even more aware of how very sore my cunt felt. I really could do with some more K, and/or tina as to numb the pain. After our quick snack, we all headed towards the what I now called; 'The Marble Plinth room', where I first met my Master. - Right pig, have you finished eating? - Yes Sir. - OK. Come with me. Usher put these on. Sir handed him a pair of the mansion uniform of black low cut waist silk trousers, which he was also now wearing once again. Once he put them on we both followed Sir as he led the way up the winding, creaking staircase. And here I was for the second night in a row, at the doorway to my eventual destiny. My Master bellowed; - COME in! Sir opened the door, and there was Master, his cloaked back to the door facing the window, now stood at the base of the reversed pentagram. I suddenly FROZE on the spot! The other two casually walked in and kicked back on the couch, with Usher lighting up a ready made joint. - Come in Charlie, and stand at the top of the reversed pentagram, just outside of it, facing me. - Hail Master. Yes Master. I walked in and stood in the exact p☢️zition asked of me. Then, an eerie silence. No one said a word, and all you could hear was Usher inhaling his weed, and the night time insects buzzing to life outside. 1 hour passed, and, STILL, total silence. My heart now began to beat fast as this deathly silence continued, with my body trembling. I was now feeling incredibly unnerved! - Step inside and to the centre of the pentagram Charlie. Without saying a word I took a deep breath in, gulped, and put my right leg in. - NOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooo, Charlie, DOOOOOOOOOOOOooooonnN't .... It was my boyfriend, STILL on the cross, and restrained. By the time he had tried to warn me, both of my feet were inside, and I was at the centre. And if by some unknown Dark-Magic my feeling of nerves immediately dissipated, to be replaced with a deep GREEDY piggy lust to experience as much as I could that the dark world beyond this normal realm had to offer. A powerful Dark-Force had in a flash taken a firm grip around my soul. And I now felt in the pit of my stomach a desperate NEED to be fucked. Absolutely fucked senseless! I fell to my knees, then lay on my back with my head resting on the floor, and my arms by my side. My legs instinctively spread, and I began to repetitively arch my ass and my lower back off of the floor whilst I moaned in a crazed manic euphoria. The 5 bats were waiting patiently on the window ledge, waiting for the cue, and that time was NOW. They flew in, with one landing at the head of the reversed pentagram, and other 4 landing in pairs on each side. In a blink of an eye they changed their form into horned and cloaked Goat-Beasts, joining my Master. Wasting no time 6 pairs of dull, black soulless eyes lit up in molten lava, and 6 horned Goat-Beast heads went up in flames. And then ... ... they all extended their-Demon-claws over and above me, and commenced demonic chanting!! This show went on for half an hour; Their chanting very slowly gathering pace in speed, and volume. The louder and faster they became the louder I moaned, and the faster I arched my lower back and ass off of the floor. I knew who was about to arrive, and, I needed HIM contaminating my flesh. Taking me. Making me HIS. With everything reaching fever pitch I could just about hear very faintly in the background my boyfriend sobbing, then .... ... The whole room gave an almighty SHAKE! All 6 Goat-Beasts (Master included) transformed, and flew off on to the window ledge. And there he was towering over me ... The D-E-V-I-L!! 👺 HAIL.

Part 24; We eventually reached my now permanent quarters, the front part to the West Wing. There was a small insignificant room adjoining to my main room with a simple hand wash basin and toilet. The main room however was rather grand, with a certain detailed personal element that took me by surprise. There was an antique queen size 4 poster bed, with a variety of antique bedroom furniture. And then, the surprise. There was what looked to be an 18th century fireplace, and above, it a massive oil painting in a Gold frame, again, 18th century. And the painting was, of ... ME! Painted from a photo of me from about two years ago. What on Earth ... I mean, how could this be!? I was drawn to the signature in the bottom right, signed in a burgundy colour; 'Doctor Stanis'. Who on earth is he, I pondered ... ?? My white nightshirt lay on the bed, but, I was too wrecked to put it on, I needed rest right NOW! I climbed into the huge bed, and lay my head on a few of the many pillows. I was physically exhausted, yet, my body was still pretty wired. But my brain was also very tired too, and, I very soon fell asleep. And then came the jumbled dreams; Jumping back and forth, between the D-E-V-I-L fucking me intent on claiming my soul, being locked down on a stainless steel examination table in some crazy futuristic 'Medical Chamber' with an evil Doctor in tow fulfilling his dark perverse desires 💉💀☢️, seeing my boyfriend Richard on the St Andrews Cross, being back at the club where I was earlier with Sir and this evil Doctor who were doing something to someone, but, I could not make it out, plus, the painting of me above my fireplace kept flashing into my subconscious. My sleep was very broken indeed, however, all these jumbled dreams were so deep and vivid they would draw me back into sleep seconds after each time I woke. At 2pm Sir came and woke me; - C'mon Charlie. Wake up pig ~ Looks like you will be meeting the big guy tonight. Your clothes you arrived in at the club have been laundered. Here, put them on, and come down with me to the dining room. Lunch is ready. I slowly came out from my slumber ... - Is my boyfriend still here? - Yes, yes he is. And he is still restrained on the St Andrews Cross. Don't worry, I have tended to his basic toilet and nutrition needs. - Can he not be let down now, Sir? - That decision is for our Master, and our Master only, who will be sleeping now until nightfall. I got dressed, and looked out of my window. Usher was outside, looking around the grounds, assessing how he could give his expert wisdom as a landscape gardener and a restorer of old buildings. Not only had the mansion become run down, the surrounding gardens / land had for decades been left to grow wild. I followed Sir down the winding staircase and into the dining room. Sir called out of the glass-less window; - Usher my Friend. Lunch is served. - Coming mate. On the table was a HUGE feast; Breads. Meats. Poultry. Cheeses. Vegetables. Fruits. Soup. Cake. And a selection of soft and alcoholic drinks. Just as well, as I was feeling super ravenous. During our meal plenty of topics of discussion were had from all 3 of us. We all seemed to gel very well After lunch I went outside with Usher to see the outside of this place during daylight hours for the first time. And there it was underneath the clear blue sky and dazzling sun ~ WOW, it was stunning! I could see a lot of work would be required mind, to bring this magical place to it's full potential. I really did feel at home! After a few hours of wondering around the grounds with Usher, being told of his plans if he were to work here, and teaching me about the different kinds of flowers and plants, Sir called me inside; - Charlie, time to come inside. Now please. - Yes Sir. He took me back down to the basement showers, where I removed the only clothes in my possession, and what was put on me lastnight, naming the skimpy metallic red rubber jockstrap, and the red suede wrist gauntlets that sported a reversed pentagram with black beast-goats head symbol within. The pendant around my neck of a reverse pentagram, with a symbol within of my Master's Master, the D-E-V-I-L 👺 however stayed on. The drawing around my navel in black, of a reversed pentagram with three upside down red nines nestled in-between the top two points had partially rubbed off. Must have been all that rolling around in my Master's strong musky smelling, Deep-Green, oily Demon cum earlier. 🐷💦👅 Sir turned on the showers, and gave me my second shower since arrival. I let out a yelp of pain as he attempted to bathe my sore and swollen cunt that was now already seeming to be permanently hanging out a little bit. I say already, as only this time yesterday I was still a virgin. What was happening to me? Once washed, he dried me, redrew the reversed pentagram around my navel, and got me back in my slutty attire (the skimpy metallic red rubber jockstrap, and the red suede wrist gauntlets). Suddenly, from the corner of my eye, I noticed a very large stainless steel door, with a LCD panel across it, with bright Green lettering moving along. I instinctively went over to investigate. The moving Green lettering said; 'Medical Chamber. Authorized access only' ~ There was an electronic numbered/lettered keypad underneath, to enter the access code no doubt. - Sir, what is this about? I saw the inside of this room in my dreams this morning. It didn't resemble anything like the rest of this place. - Don't worry your pretty little head about that now Charlie. Now come. Go and spend a few more hours with Usher outside. We'll then have a light snack, then this evening's play can begin. - Yes Sir.

Part 23; The daytime nature waking up outside was my Master's cue that it was time for him to go. His molten lava eyes suddenly went back to being their usual black dull lifeless form, and the raging flames on his horned Goat-Head abruptly vanished. - Charlie. I will be going to the basement now until it becomes dark again. 'L' will show you to your permanent sleeping quarters in the front West Wing, top floor. You will be NEEDING some much needed rest before tomorrow night's very special guest. I withdrew my Dick from his pus oozing urethra, and fell to my knees. Grabbing hold onto the back of his very warm hairy thighs I eagerly stuck my tongue inside, lapping up as much disgusting brown discharge as I could, all the while looking to my side at my boyfriend with a consistent look of pure greedy lust for an eternity of depraved filth. He looked back at me looking very sad. He should have been looking happy. Happy for me that I was finding myself, and being where I truly belong. - Charlie, I am going in 30 seconds! I stopped licking up his Gono juice, and taking the short time I had left with my Master I stuck one finger in at a time inside his demon-wide urethra until I had three pus coated fingers, then wh000oooSh, the Beast in a flash transformed into a bat, flew out the door, and was gone. 🦇 The dynamic and energy suddenly shifted. My own urethra and throat had just commenced incubating Master's Gono infection, and, I had further plans for site number three! Crawling to the area on the marble slab where most of my Master's grotesque yet delicious toxic cum had collected from my distended abdomen, I lay on my back and shoved in the three toxic sticky fingers which slipped in very easily into my very sore, inflamed, and bruised gaping insides. I proceeded to masturbate my new sexual organ; My cunt! I was so turned on playing with my warm and wet flopped out insides. Fingering inside my cunt. And rubbing over the outside of it. I was very much enjoying rediscovering myself. Sir & Skinhead Usher quickly saw their Golden opportunity to take their turn in USING me. They were still in the mansion uniform of; 'Black silk low cut waist trousers with one single cream coloured button with the Black Goat Heads emblem'. Sir took his pair off, and put on a pair of army Boots to go with his Leather Harness. Usher took his pair off, and put back on his 26 hole Black Grinder Boots with red laces. And up to the top of the plinth they came, naked, and booted. As their footsteps became louder I continue to lay in a pool of my Master's strong musky Deep-Green oily Demon cum. Having rolled about in it smearing it all over me a little while earlier, my smooth pale flesh now gave off an overwhelming musky stench. It would have been unbearable to most, but somehow I was loving it as I literally felt every fibre of my being become contaminated in this run down mansion come cesspit. Once they reached the marble top Sir lay down, and held his already fully erect Dick by the base of his Human-Demon shaft forcing it to point towards the mirrored ceiling, and commanded I sit on it facing him. Being the ever obedient boy that I am, I straddled him and slid down balls deep, effortlessly, barely feeling the spiked PA that had been tearing me up at the club earlier. I leant back and using my greatest might I pushed down with my hips until I felt the spikes dig in right at the back of my cunt. I rocked feverishly trying to get them to dig into me further, but, I couldn't seem to get them to sink in enough to satisfy me. My Greedy-Slut-Pig within had truly arrived! 🐷 Usher came along, and pushing my torso forward he entered my cunt, sliding his Fat Dick over Sir's impaled demon shaft. They were now BOTH inside me! He looked towards my boyfriend; - I told you I was gonna fuck him, and you are gonna watch! 😈 He removed the red rubber hood from my head to once again reveal my long thick curly Golden locks. Yanking on my hair he pulled so hard that my neck was forcibly tilted right back until my face was fixed directly opposite to the mirrored ceiling. As he aggressively fucked me I saw his reflection looking at my boyfriend, laughing in an arrogant manner, knowing at that moment in time he had control of the situation and my body, yet, my boyfriend was without any control whatsoever. As I continued with my fixed gaze to the mirrored ceiling, my focus redirected from Usher to where I should be seeing Sir's reflection. BUT, I could not see him at all. I would soon learn that I would only see his reflection in the mirrors in his sleeping quarters (the rear West Wing -- top floor), and our Master's reflection in his sleeping quarters (his lair in the (lower) basement). My skinhead had only been fucking me for several minutes when I all of a sudden felt him tense, then I heard grunting, and I knew more t☣️xic filth was being pumped into my battered greedy neg hole. A rather quick fuck. Just as well, I really was reaching the point of needing a rest. Once spent he withdrew, came to my head, straddling Sir's head, and demanded I clean his filthy dick clean. Most gladly. A wonderful mixture of his cum, Sir's cum, my Master's disgusting demon seed as well as his permanent Gono infection. A unique blend of delicious diseased death seed with my cunt blood. 💦👅 - Right, time to get you some rest, c'mon pig, time to go. Sir patted my butt cheeks motioning me to get up. The 3 of us got ourselves together and made our way to the door, where my boyfriend now yet again started wailing to let him down and for us to go home. I could hear him, but, it was also like he had already gone home, like he wasn't there anymore. Having walked from the East Wing to the centre of the mansion Sir showed Usher into one of the guest rooms; - This is your room to rest in until tonight's FUN begins! Sleep well. - Thanks mate.

Well, well, well ... Almost 4 weeks since the last chapter, and, we might just be ready to give another 4 tonight. Are you nasTy Men ready for m☢️re? Charlie is now with his Dark-Lord 👺🔥

WONDERFUL ~ A vocal Top with the base of his shaft visibly twitching as he ejaculated. A well trained bottom pushing out his cunt lips. And a well controlled Piss-Fuck ending with a partial bloom getting a good watering ~ A JOY to watch! 💦🌹

@TTFN & @Monster5-8gPA ~ Thank you both very much for your kind words Much appreciated ... xx

GREAT to see this story of old still being appreciated 🐷☢️

I am currently addressing an array of chronic debilitating symptoms, thus, this story is on hold for a while. Still have LOTS of ideas for several more chapters. It seems m☢️re is wanted from some of my filthy fellow BZ pigs. Will Charlie be saved, or will he lose his soul? 😈👺

Part 22; *My Master's permanent Gono infection* 👺 I stayed on all fours for a few more minutes; Grunting, groaning, and rocking my hips as my Master's filthy toxic Demon seed that overpowered and consumed me continually leaked out. By now a massive pool of the stench-ridden oily Hot Demon slime had collected between my legs onto the black marble slab. And my NEED to enjoy it to it's full potential overpowered me, so, without any instruction or hesitation, I on my own accord shuffled forward on my hands around two steps worth, pushed up onto my heels, then pushed again until I now lay on my back, literally now bathing in disgusting -t☣️xic-6-Demon-6-filth-6. The scratches on my back began to sting which did not stop me in any way shape or form from wriggling about! I scooped up as much as I could in both of my hands, and was stuffing it in my mouth like I had not eaten for weeks! I then put my hands behind my knees so as to support my legs in the air, allowing more EVIL poz filth to flow from my cunt. During this time Usher continued to flog my boyfriend, and our Master simply stood there, enjoying the show! 😈🐐 After much more Diseased-Demon-cum had leaked out I let my legs down and proceeded to repeatedly scoop it up, frantically smearing it all over my body, whilst alternating between wriggling on my back, turning over and wriggling on my front, and getting on all fours and lapping up the Deep-Green, oily, Bitter fluid. Normally I shy away from bitter tastes, BUT, this was pure heaven, and I thoroughly enjoyed each mouthful I swallowed as it slowly travelled down my throat and into my stomach. My Beast maneuvered himself so he was now standing sideways to the mirrored wall, and the opposite wall (St Andrews Cross) wall, and in the middle of the plinth length ways, and a third way in width ways. - Charlie. Stand up. I stood up as instructed. The distension has gone down considerably, seeing me regain my balance. Sir was instructed to bring me to our Master with me facing him, and on my knees. Although I had regained my balance, the marble slab was now very slippery, and of course, I still could not see a thing through the zipped up eye piece on the hood. Once I was kneeling before our Master, Sir was given further instructions. - 'L', I want you to know go to in front of the cage which is in front of the Cross, and I want you to as I said earlier draw in red chalk on the floor a large reversed pentagram, large enough for MY boy here to lie inside. - Hail Master. Yes Master. I heard him walk down the wooden steps from the top of the marble plinth to the floor. Then, I heard Master instruct me to unzip the eye portion to the rubber hood I was wearing. As always I did as I was told. Once unzipped I got my bearings, then looked up and for the first time saw him with his Goat-head up in flames, and his eyes glowing with their Molten-Lava colour. His intoxicating look saw me instinctively reach behind myself and proceed to finger fuck my swollen, bruised, leaking, bloodied, loose yet still very eager cunt. I was fast becoming super aroused that I very quickly began a combination of intertwined heavy panting, and whimpering. As I stared up at him, I in a frantic manner, and almost unintelligible and without making much sense, said; - Oh Master, Fuck, yes Master, Oh Master, Oh Fucking hell, Oh please, Oh please, Yes, YES, I need it, I NEED it ... Suddenly his upper arm thick musky black slippery EEL Dick bounced up to a right angle to the plinth, so it was now right in my face. And from his 1" diameter urethra I saw this brown foul smelling brown discharge leaking from his thick Demon shaft. I knew it wasn't his cum. It was a different colour, consistency, and smell. It looked like PUS!?! - Master what is that coming from the end of your Dick? - That is my permanent G☣️no infection, Charlie. FUCK, I NEEDED me some of that! And, I knew exactly how, so, I had no time to lose before I got a full on erection. Standing up I took my now semi erect Dick from my sexy shiny metallic red jockstrap, and shoved it in his pus leaking urethra, grabbing onto his slippery thick Demon Dick, pulling it back and forth with my Dick inside, gradually swelling as it stretched his urethra. With my neg Dick very soon fully erect I needed something to grab hold onto so I could give a good firm fuck! I reached up putting my hands into my Master's Beast-Goat Head of flames, and grabbed hold of his horns. Bizarrely my hands did not burn. I knew and felt that I was now being protected from stuff like that happening. I looked my Master straight into his glowing Demon eyes, and with my hands locked on his horns I commenced giving his infected urethra a good firm fucking. I turned my neck to the left so I would now be looking at my boyfriend. - PLEASE Charlie, let's stop all this now and go home. This has gone on long enough! Way too late now ... Way too late!! I responded with an expression in my eyes (that poked through my red rubber hood) that was of pure lust for an eternity of depraved filthy action, and my tongue hanging out with the intertwined heavy panting, and whimpering continuing. My Master took the opportunity of my gaping mouth and his serpent tongue gave a thorough probe of my larynx, as he also vigorously fucked my cunt with one set of sharp claws. It wasn't long before the birds outside began to chirp. Which meant daytime was imminent. My Master would be needing to go to his lair in the basement until the following nightfall.

Part 21; *thwack. thwack. thwack* ---> You could tell Usher was really enjoying the good hard flogging he was giving, if not for the huge red marks that he was leaving behind, then the dirty great big sadistic grin on his face. With his head still bowed my boyfriend meekly addressed my Master; - You better not have fucked my Charlie. The Beast responded with an all knowing proud growl, which of course left my boyfriend none the wiser. It wasn't before long that Sir was now banging on the door with his foot. He was carrying me, so, his hands were full. - 'U'. Open the door. - Yeah, sure. Momentarily ceasing the flogging he opened the door, and in walked Sir, carrying me, as I submissively lay in his arms, completely draped in bright red; Not the slightest bit of skin was showing! He carried me up the plinth steps, and placed me standing with my back to and in front of our Master who was standing against the mirrored wall. - Hail Master. I have prepared him to your strict specific instructions. - Good boy 'L'. I need you to stay up here on the plinth with us for a while. - Yes Master. The Beast commanded my boyfriend look in our direction, and when he did he pulled back part of the cloak to reveal my legs, and my heavily distended abdomen, placing his Demon claws either side of the distension cradling it; - Noooooo; Get that symbol from his navel OFF. NOW! I know what that means. And why on earth is his abdomen so heavily distended? What have you done to him? - The reversed pentagram stays, Richard!! And what have I done to him?! Nothing more than give him what he wanted; A belly FULL of my virulent strain of super t☣️xic poz-dem☢️n-DNA. Now Charlie, turn and face me. I did as I was told, although Sir needed to help me as I lost my balance a little as I tried to turn. My Master undone the neck tie to the cloak, pushed it off of my shoulders letting it drop to the marble floor, with my boyfriend letting out an intense scream when he saw the deep scratch marks from my neck all the way down to the top of my ass cheeks. With the distension getting in the way somewhat, my Beast pulled me in as close to him as possible, groping my ASS, and staring right at my screaming wailing boyfriend, growling with delight with his Molten-Lava eyes and horned Goat-Head still in flames. Through his wails and screams I knew exactly what he would now be thinking; 'If only I had not left my Charlie alone on the Dancefloor'. Well, it really was well and truly too late to be having those kind of regrets! - Charlie, take 5 large steps back, then kneel down and get on all fours. Of course, I could not answer verbally, but again did as I was told with the assistance of Sir. Once I was on all fours my Goat-Hoof Butt plug stuffed cunt was now facing in my boyfriend's direction. - 'L', throw the cloak onto my armchair, as it is about to get VERY messy. - Yes Master. - Now, I want you to unzip the mouth piece to MY boy's rubber hood, remove the plug from his cunt, then stand to my right side. - Yes Master. The zip to the mouth piece was unzipped, and then ... OUT came the plug, and wh000oooSh 💦💦💦💦💦💦, the release of highly built up pressure inside my abdomen saw a huge load of my Master's 👺 nasTy, filthy t☢️xic, virulent poz Dem☣️n cum shoot across to the other side of the large room, narrowly missing hitting my boyfriend, landing on the wall behind. Usher couldn't have it go to waste, and repeatedly scooped it up in his hands, smearing it all over his target's sore flogged torso, and on his face too, to a lot of protest; He did not like to have cum on his skin at all. This first lot of my Master's precious cum to literally FLY out saw me let out an extremely intense grunt as the initial high pressure was released. Back on the plinth there was so much of my Master's cum inside of me that it was leaking out of me like a tap that was ever so slightly turned on (so it was coming out of me slowly, yet, continuously). The strong musky stench of the Deep-Green oily Demon cum hit the back of my throat, and, I was immediately hooked on it's pungent odour that I could now taste it at the back of my throat. I brought my right hand to my gaping cunt, keeping it there for several seconds as to catch the oily flow. I brought it to my mouth. and began to savour it. Sir was correct with what he had told me earlier; It tasted very bitter indeed! I let out a loud groan of pleasure; - Fuck, that tastes so fucking great. FUCK YES!

@Monster5-8gPA ... LMAO @ 'Breakfast Sausage' ... That has tickled me! 😛 Glad you like my description on one way I like to Fuck, or more to the point, my strong preference with my ejaculati☣️N! ... Maybe I haven't been measuring properly. Who knows ---> Technique over size, right, by a whisker! 😈💦💦

PREQUEL to Part 21; ... ZIP! Sir zipped up the mouth piece. Even zipped up I was continuing to make non stop aroused whimpering grunts. Now, all I could see were my eyes in my reflection, then ... ZIP! And that was it. I was ready to be delivered. I felt in 'my Soul' that the D-E-V-I-L might be making his way into my life within the next few days. Maybe tonight, possibly. 👺 Maybe my boyfriend and I should now leave to 'save my Soul'?

Part 20; Sir, who nabbed me from right under my boyfriends nose at the club shoved in the Goat-Hoof Butt Plug deep as soon as the Beast withdrew, with only minimal spillage. He had to put the plug deep into my cunt, as I was pretty loose by now. I watched our Master in a flash turn from his Beast appearance into a 🦇, and, off he flew in the direction of his run down mansion. We returned where I was immediately taken down to the basement for my COLD shower. My abdomen was so distended from the HUGE volume of Dirty Diseased Demon filth that was incubating inside of me, that I found it difficult to stand, and certainly could not walk, so, I knelt as Sir washed me. The cold water seemed to be re-intensifying the Chems within my system and I soon found myself aching to have my cunt stuffed with Demon Dick, and filled with Demon cum, AGAIN, although, I very obviously needed to let a HUGE amount out before I could be 're-filled'. Once washed, Sir dried me, and commenced to fit me with the strict instructed attire. First went on the skimpy metallic red rubber jockstrap. Then on each wrist the black beast-goats head symbol within the reversed pentagram; Red suede wrist gauntlets. Then came the drawing around my navel in black, of a reversed pentagram with three upside down red nines nestled in-between the top two points. Before his new life here at our Master's abode Sir was an artist in the modern day world, and still was in his own way. What he drew on me was very intricate and very well done. He helped me walk over to a full length mirror, telling me to look at myself. Back on the top floor in the fizzling fuzzy fire red glow moon-lit room, my Master was stood on the marbled plinth, naked, showing off his broad body completely covered in his thick layers of dark hair, with his slippery upper arm thick, erect knee length black EEL Dick, with my boyfriend directly opposite him on the St Andrew's Cross. His eyes soon lit from their usual dull lifeless black to that molten lava glow, with his horned head again bursting into flames. - We meet again Richard; You FOOLISH Man! - What the actual fuu ... How do you know my name. And where is my Charlie? - So many Questions. In my world, we see way beyond what you would see. And your Charlie, who is MY Charlie now; Do not fluster yourself. He will be with us very shortly. - He is NOT your Charlie. Damn you! My Master found this most amusing, cocking his flaming horned Goat-Head into the air ... He looked towards Usher; - 'U'. - Yes mate. You just had to love the fact that he was just so fearless of my Beast. I would be spending a lot of time with him during the next week or so. - Before I left to impregnate MY Charlie, I saw you begin to give this weak man an impressive flogging. I want you to flog him again, until I say 'enough'. Tap into your deepest inner anger, and UNLEASH it. - Fuck Yeah! My boyfriend protested; - No, PLEASE, not again. Let me down and let me go. - YES, again. The Boss has given an order that I will follow. And hell, I WILL fucking well enjoy! Usher grabbed the rubber flogger, and proceeded to flog the chest and belly of his target, laughing arrogantly throughout ... *thwack. thwack. thwack* The target dropped his head, whimpering in a now very much defeated manner. Back in the basement where I was being prepared, I was looking at myself in the full length mirror as instructed to by Sir. Gone was the transparent white virgin looking nightshirt, to be replaced with black and bold deep reds. The metallic red jockstrap hid away my useless flaccid dick, with the straps hugging in on my pale smooth ass cheeks. I was then very suddenly drawn to and in a trance by the 'black reversed pentagram with the three upside down red nines nestled in-between the top two points' drawn around my navel. My trance like state meant that I had not visually noticed in my reflection how heavily distended my abdomen had now become, what with my insides being flooded with highly toxic demon cum. When I did eventually take note I was in shock. No wonder I could now not walk properly. - Oh My Goodness Sir, I look way beyond pregnant. He didn't respond, simply carrying on with his duties to hand. Next went on the pendant around my neck of a reverse pentagram, with a symbol within of my Master's Master, the D-E-V-I-L. Certainly a stark contrast from the gold crucifix my boyfriend always wore. The clasp shut, and I started to tremble. - What is it pig? I tried to talk, but couldn't seem to speak anymore, merely responding with aroused whimpering grunts, as I felt something HOT grope me all over, but, it wasn't Sir; He was merely standing watching me as something dark and sinister seemed to be giving my flesh a good examining. Next went on the red rubber hood with zipped eye and zipped mouth pieces. Both zips were currently undone. The final piece of attire went on, the extra long deep red velvet cloak. It was very heavy, and completely enveloped me. I stood in front of the mirror, and all I could see were my lips, and my eyes, then ...

Absolutely INSIDE! There is no sweeter feeling than being impaled balls deep, holding solid that deep position whilst ejaculating. Feeling my RAW Dick pulsate against the length of my bottoms warm, velvet soft, wet cunt is what nature had fully intended. H🔥t bonus too if he repetitively clamps down on your impaled pulsating shaft! Once spent I'll usually pull out a few inches, and very happily and very slowly grind in my DNA. 'Maybe ON' if the occasion sees me being greeted by a beautiful full on 'Blooming-Rose' 🌹

My Dick is longer (around 7*-7.5") with girth at 4"-4.5" to my recollection. I much more enjoy fucking as 'Deep as I can Go', so my appendage suits me perfectly. It also suits those with a very sensitive prostate perfectly too, as my Dick has a strong curve that most certainly frequently hits that magic G spot! For those that desire girth, there is always my fist to push in the filthy load I just nutted deep inside; So, you can ENJOY the best of both worlds! 🐷👊

PREQUEL to part 20; - 'L'. - Hail Master. Yes Master. - Fetch the Goat-Hoof Butt-Plug from the car, and when I withdraw, I want you to plug MY boy up immediately. I then want you to drive him home. - Yes Master. - You will take him to the basement and shower him with COLD water. Once dried I want him dressed in the skimpy metallic red rubber jockstrap, with the Black Beast-Goats Head symbol within the reversed pentagram red suede wrist gauntlets on each wrist. - Yes Master. - You will then draw around his navel a black reversed pentagram with the three upside down red nines nestled in-between the top two points. I want him to wear the red rubber hood that has the eye and mouth zips. These will be zipped up so he cannot see, nor speak. - Yes Master. - Finally, you will put the reverse pentacle pendant around his neck, the one showing the symbol within of my own Master. Then dress him in the extra long deep red velvet cloak, and bring him to me on the marble plinth where you will place him in front of me so his back is to me, and facing his boyfriend Richard on the St Andrew Cross. - Yes Master. - You will leave the plinth, and, in front of the cage that is below the St Andrew's Cross you will sideways to the plinth draw in red chalk a reverse red pentagram,large enough for MY boy to lie inside. I guess my Master deemed it that my virgin white transparent nightshirt was no longer appropriate. Well, I was now defiled! 👱‍♂️🐽 SH☢️W time! 🐐🔥🐍👺