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h🔥T video! So there is a way to film an internal cum shot with the pleasure of seeing the top shoot his seed inside his bottoms soft velvet cunt. GREAT to see previous cum deposits sitting there too, absorbing nice and slow. 😈 I for one would love to see a video exactly like this, with around 100 guys shooting their muck in his inviting gaping fuck-hole, where it would get to the point that the next guy would have to finger back in the OverflOw ~ Fuck YEAH! 🐷

Part 34; Once my punk was done with using and humiliating me he left for a few floors down to the East wing, to his soon to be permanent living quarters, to sleep, now that he had gotten what he wanted. I had been used tonight by multiple beings / entities, and they had all left me; SOILED! I had all kinds of bodily fluids on me and INSIDE me; Spit. Demon-Cum. Piss. And here I was, flying high on tina, NEEDING more use and abuse, with no one to help me. I spent some more time rolling about in and rubbing my Master's filthy, oily fuck fluid all over my body. I also found myself laying on my back, gripping tightly onto the back of my thighs as to spread my legs as wide as I could, and kept repeating over and over; - I irrevocably give my soul to you for eternity, my Dark-Lord. BUT, he wasn't about, so, for now my soul was still mine. I don't know how, but at some point I drifted off to sleep, on my now slippery bedroom floor. All things considered it is not surprising that it was not a deep sleep, but enough to see more of my jumbled up dreams / nightmares. My dreams were frequently flitting between snuggling on the couch with my recently departed boyfriend Richard, and being here at the mansion being spit roasted by two EVIL entities, who were part Human, part Demon, and part Werewolf. But to that part of my jumbled dreams where I was being spit roasted, my beautiful Golden thick curly locks had been shaved off. I didn't like that, as in reality my hair is my thing. I am very proud of it! Yet again I saw in my dreams the Doctor arriving with two sick and frail looking men in wheelchairs with faces I could not make out. Why did this image keep coming to me in my subconscious? My sleep was also very broken as I was frequently waking up, only to drop back off again shortly after. Just before I woke up properly for the final time, I was dreaming that Sir had set up a table and chair by my bedroom window with a huge sumptuous breakfast with his delicious chilled homemade Elder-flower drink. I was eventually woken by Sir who was doing something in my room, walking back and forth to the window, making quite a bit of noise. He was only doing what I had just seen him doing in my dreams. What was going on with my brain!? - C'mon pig. It's 8am. The Doctor will be here to see you in 4 hours. You should eat. Keep your strength up. He was correct. I must eat. And, I was again super ravenous. He picked me up off of the floor, and put me in the chair, where I was faced with my very own mini banquet. I eagerly tucked in, whilst I enjoyed seeing the clear blue sky outside, and the sun rising. Usher was already out and about sorting out some of the overgrown bushes with some makeshift tools. I loved watching him in action doing his passions of his work. After I finished replenishing my nutrient stores I very soon dozed off in my chair. I guess not only was I very hungry, I was pretty sleep deprived too. THEN ... ... I was awoken to a vehicle driving in. I looked out of my window, and watched this black van with blacked out windows park up. And out from the drivers side came a figure in an all white uniform. He went to the back of the van with Usher and Sir joining him. They all seemed to be quite a while back there and I couldn't see everything that was happening. Then this all in white uniform figure was directing his hand gestures towards the main front door to the mansion, and in to my view came Sir & Usher pushing these two very weak and frail looking men in wheelchairs. They were wearing hospital gowns, just like I saw in my dreams. And now I know why I was unable to make out their facial features in my dreams. Firstly they were quite a long way off, plus, they were also wearing oxygen masks. I suddenly became aware again off the tingling of the deep scratch mark across my navel that the D-E-V-I-L 👺 had caused. I looked down at it, and could still see these weird things wriggling inside the wound 🐍🐍. I suddenly became engrossed in this wound, losing my awareness to my surroundings, and where I was. What were they? Their movements seemed to be enhanced due to my belly being so heavily distended. I simply stared and stared, in a complete trance. - So you must be Charlie! I looked up and got quite a fright. This stranger who just walked into my room was very much sinister looking. He really did unnerve me. He was the man from downstairs in the all white uniform. He was wearing white trousers, and a white jacket, with white shirt, black tie, and white shoes. His hair was thin, jet black, and brushed back. His eyes were a very dark brown that they almost looked black, and there seemed to be no life behind them. His face was a pale white, with his cheeks sunken in. He really was frightening me. I froze, and was unable to respond. - I am Doctor Stanis, and am here to sort out what I have been told is a Gono infection, and, give you an examination. I'd like you to sit on the edge of your bed for me so I can take a look. - I cannot move very well. My abdomen is heavily distended. - I see. Well, I am sure you can manage it. I want to see how you move. Goodness. He wasn't even going to help me. I had to somehow lower myself from my chair to the floor, crawl to the side of my bed, and haul myself up. And aside from the pendant around my neck of a reverse pentagram, with a symbol within of my Master's Master, the D-E-V-I-L 👺, I was completely naked. As I crawled along I could tell he was perving over me. I sat on the edge of my bed, and he pulled my foreskin back; - Oh yes, that is a very nasty infection. We'll get that sorted out for you. He cleaned the back of my hand with an alcohol swab, and, IN went a cannula. I wondered why he was doing that if I was only going to be having one shot to clear the infection. I dare not question him. He injected a syringe of medication to clear the Gono infection, and coldly walked out of my room.

There are a few of my readers of this story that are very kind with their appreciation by giving 'up votes / likes'. That in itself I very much greatly appreciate, and indeed does spur me on to CREATE more depraved filth 😈 So, if you like what you read and want to keep this story going, then, give to get! 🐷 Stay piGGy ~ DaddysHand 🧔

@takingdeepanal ... Are you referring to Charlie's beautiful Golden thick curly locks? They are going to become one of a few focal poinTs VERY soon!

Part 33; I don't know where my Goat-Beast was getting his 10's of litres of his Demon-Seed from, but, it just kept on flowing, as he pumped out two large 💦 SQUIRTS 💦 each minute for the next full hour. I did not envy who was going to have to clean his mess up, as it was now flowing over most of my wooden bedroom floor. But, there comes a time when even the horniest of Beasts need to rest, and with one last LARGE 💦 SQUIRT he transformed into his 🦇 form, and flew out the window, leaving me there, soiled, off of my head on tina, with a belly FULL of his diseased rotten filth! - Why don't you take a handful of chilled Beers and spend some time with Charlie. I believe our Master has left him for the evening, and I have some household stuff to be getting on with. - Yeah, sure, why not. My sexy skinhead punk wanted to look his part for me, so, went to his room first. He had been given the First floor to the East wing. He hurriedly put on his 26 hole Black Grinder Boots with red laces, again wearing nothing else but them, naked and booted 😈, went back down to the ground floor to fetch himself several chilled Beers, and made his way to the mansions newest piGGy. Just like I was on the marble plinth the other day I found myself rolling around in and rubbing all over me a foul smelling, Deep-Green, grotesque, extremely t☣️xic, thick and oily, revolting load of filthy Demon-Seed. I felt like such a nasTy pig. It felt so liberating to embrace the piGGy within. Not only was I rolling around in it and rubbing it all over myself, I also found myself like any self respecting nasTy pig SHOULD, on all 4's slurping up the foul bitter oily fluid. I was actually 'oinking' as I thoroughly enjoyed my special Demon Cocktail. In walked my stud-punk; - Oh look at you. Look at you. Covered in VILE cum of the Master to this grand place. Slurping it up off of your bedroom floor, and oinking whilst you do it too. What a fucking nasTy PIG you are Charlie! He sat in the Green Chesterfield armchair that was in a corner of my large bedroom, and relaxed, continuing to drink Beer, and smoke Weed, whilst watching me roll around, rub myself, and oink oink oinking all the while. 👦🐷 After a while he summoned me to kneel on all 4's in front of him, with my body parallel to his chair. As I was unable to walk properly at the moment I crawled to him. And that was me for a while USED as his very own personal foot-stool. He started to spank my cute smooth and pale bubble ASS cheeks ... - Go on Charlie. Oink for your punk. - Oink Oink Oink Oink - Good little piGGY. And again. - Oink Oink Oink Oink - YEEEEEEAAH, you are a filThy pig alright. And again. - Oink Oink Oink Oink - FUCK YEEEEEEAAH. If you weren't plugged now, I'd be sticking my t☣️xic Death-stick up your nasTy pig-cunT. I guess we'll have to think of other things to do. He continued to spank both my ASS cheeks until they went from their usual pale white colour, to a deep red. - Right, now I want you to be on your knees in front of the fireplace just like you were earlier with your Master. Again, I walked on all 4's like a 4 legged creature. A de-humanised, red ASSED, cum covered, cum filled, nasTy pig! He got up and walked over to where I was kneeling, and ordered that I open my mouth wide, and keep it open until otherwise instructed. He took one last large swig of his Beer, and his fat toxic Dick entered my mouth. He placed his hands either side of my head, closed his eyes and mouth, then began to make strange noises from his throat as I could tell he was deep in concentration. And THEN ... ... SPLASH. His first lot of HOT PISS hit the back of my throat. - CLOSE your mouth pig. My mouth soon filled up with his Golden salty fluid, and I like a natural got into a steady rhythm of swallowing as his piss gushed out ... **GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP** Then I kinda fell out of rhythm a bit. I think probably because he was pissing faster than I could swallow, and I started to choke, and splutter. Taking his fat wet Dick out from my mouth he continued to piss all over my face, and body. Like earlier with my Master I leaned back placing my fists on the floor behind my torso, letting my punk's piss flow all over me. He felt GREAT! And THEN came the spitting in my mouth, on my face, and slapping my face hard. - You nasTy pig. I know you crave to become p☣️z, and I can guarantee, you are going to get exactly what you want. And M☢️RE! You are an absolute fucking nasTy whore! I could not do or say anything except look up at him and smile in strong agreement as I received more of his Golden Piss, spit, and hard slaps. 💦👋

Part 32; Three sets of footsteps left my room, leaving just my Master and I. 🐐👦 He walked over to the window, staring out, to watch the two vehicles leave. Several minutes went by, and finally two engines started up, and I heard the cars drive away. My past was at last leaving me to get on with the here and now. The Beast turned around, looking at me with his horned Goat-Beast head still in flames, and his eyes still excited in their molten-lava state. I wanted to go to him, but I was fixed to the spot, as once again my abdomen was so heavily distended with his delicious t☣️xic Demon non human DNA filth, which always affected my walking and balance. Naturally, he took control, and slowly walked over until he was standing right in front of me, with his torso of thick Beast hair nestling on my young smooth D-E-V-I-L 👺scratched distended belly. I grabbed hold of his hips for balance, and slowly lowered myself until I was on my knees. I looked up at my Beast, feeling his thick slippery EEL Dick bang against my torso, throbbing in it's excitement for it's nasTy pig that knelt before it. 🐷 And without looking away for a second from his excited molten-lava eyes, I took his Demon Dick in my hands (I certainly needed to use both), and again stuck my tongue inside his 1" wide Gono pus dripping infected inflamed urethra, eagerly flicking my tongue in and out, very happily lapping up his filthy stinking discharge. His musky smelling Demon-Dick was increasing it's frequency and intensity with its twitching, and pulsating. I could most definitely feel it becoming more engorged. I thought to myself, he must be getting more and more excited, and I thought correctly as he cocked his horned head in flames to the ceiling, and commenced in letting out a constant stream of deafening demonic roars, one after another after another, with his broad hard chest of thickly layered dark demon hair opening itself out wide, and his just as hairy arms extending out at a 90 degree angle, with his claws flaring out. And THEN, with my tongue still buried deeply inside his Gono inflamed urethra ... 💦 SQUIRT 💦 ... He let out a dose of his diseased, Deep-Green, bitter tasting cum. And with my tongue positioned the way it was my mouth was instantly flooded with his wonderful Demon-Seed, some of it hitting the back of my throat with no choice but to swallow, and lots of it also overflowing from my mouth, over my chin, and onto my chest and my cum filled distended belly. Sir and Usher had been gone for about 15 minutes now, and during that time my horny Master was SQUIRTING out a dose of his beautiful delicious DNA around 4 times per minute, every minute!! FIFTEEN litres of HIS cum, especially for me, his cock-hungry, cum-loving nasTy slutTy boy. 💦💦 👦💦💦 My entire body was now heavily drenched, including my long thick Golden curly hair which was now darkened, sodden, and clinging to my forehead. As well as my body being drenched from head to toe, I found myself now also kneeling in a HUGE oily slick puddle of my Master's dirTy t☣️xic muck. I felt like a true pig in its natural environment, and, I had never felt happier. As I continued to lap up my Master's Gono pus between his 💦 SQUIRT's 💦 of cum in my mouth and over my body, I heard our car pull up. Singular. My boyfriend was gone. GOOD! Another 15 minutes passed by before Usher & Sir returned to my room, during which time my Master and I kept up a decent rhythm of our current play; Gono slurping. Deafening Demonic roars. 👹 Demon cum SQUIRTS 💦 ... They only returned very briefly where Sir informed our Master that Doctor Stanis would arriving tomorrow at midday to treat my active Gono infection, and as a new patient giving me a general examination. - C'mon Usher, we'll come back a little later. My Master is obviously heavily involved with playing one on one with his new boy. They both went to the dining room on the ground floor, lit a whole load of candles, and kicked back, relaxing, chatting, whilst drinking Beer, and smoking Weed. They took the opportunity to now bond to a deeper level. Usher said he'd probably go in about 3 days or so, as originally planned, to sort out stuff his end, so he could make the transition to move here properly. Sir began to divulge his own journey here with our Master. He came here much like me, but eventually had no choice but to lose his soul to the Dark-Lord. Those who do lose their soul are no longer living humans, and depending on an array of factors will determine what they will become in their new immortal state. Meanwhile, upstairs, I let go of my Master's EEL Dick, and leaned back sweating and panting placing my fists on the ground behind me, as I needed a quick breather. The Beast didn't though, and continued to SQUIRT his h🔥T Demon cum over my chest and belly. I smiled up at him; - Oh Fuck YEAH. Defile me my Master. Treat me like the fucking filThy whore that I am. I L☢️VE being your dirTy sluT Master. 🐖👦🐖

Part 31; - 'L' - Hail Master. Yes Master. - Take the red rubber hood off of MY Charlie. - Yes Master. Sir came over and removed the hood, so, I could see and also my long Golden locks were for all to see, especially for my boyfriend, who could see all the sweet features of his boy that he was losing because of one foolish error on his part. So there they all stood; Sir, my boyfriend Richard, and Usher. My face for now was transfixed solely on my boyfriends face so he could see my expressions as I embraced and enjoyed my new life of Darkness. It was time for him to see once and for all and to accept both of our paths in life were now very different. As my Master continued to mercilessly fuck me I simply had a super focused stare with my face repetitively contorting as it smiled, expressing a deep piGGy lust for Dick, Cum, and a VERY strong DESIRE to submit to a depraved, filthy, diseased ridden life of pure Evil-Darkness. 👺 And not once did I avert my gaze from my boyfriend's eyes. My pure soul was raging in the flames of H🔥LL, and he had to see it for himself. It was quite a show being put on, with the 5 other bats now on my window sill enjoying watching the latest developments unfold. No one said a word for the next hour (except for me) as my Master who was now fucking me ferociously, ploughed my now CONSTANTLY flopped out hungry-pig-cunt. As for me being the only talker, I during this hour BEGGED the Beast on 20 occasions to 💦 SQUIRT 💦 his oily Demon-cum deep inside, and, he DID. With each squirt of his cum my tummy became more and more distended just like the other evening. And again, it was physically hurting and uncomfortable, BUT I was now at the same time really proudly holding my Master's filthy virulent venom. - 'L', the Goat-Hoof Butt plug is on his bed over there, bring it over, and when I withdraw, I want you to plug him. - Hail Master. Yes Master. Once he withdrew and I was plugged, my Master moved away from me and stood by the window. Time to test my boyfriend, who after a several minute pause of everyone stood still in silence walked over to me, and knelt before me, looking up and over my D-E-V-I-L scratched Master cum-filled distended belly. - My Charlie, PLEASE my Darling, let's go now. They've let me go. Let me take you home where I can help you, and keep you safe from the perils of evil. Your place is not here, it is with me, leading a good wholesome life. 👼 My hands rested on my distension, and I groaned, moving my head in a circular motion as my eyes fluttered with euphoria. - I can't come. I won't. I NEED cum. I NEED dick. I NEED to be infected with whatever is on offer. This is my life now. Oh fuck I NEED the D-E-V-I-L to FUCK me again. - Oh Charlie. I wish I had never left you for a second on that dance-floor. He then started to pray, at which poinT, my Master walked over, and in a calm yet authoritative manner, spoke; - Richard, Richard. Give up. You have already lost him. He has gone. He belongs here with us now. You will now leave my mansion, get in your car, and leave my property, and you will NEVER return ---> 'L', escort Richard to his vehicle, take our car with 'U' as your passenger, and drive behind Richard to the gates, and make sure he LEAVES. Then, I want you to call 'Doctor Stanis' to come as soon as possible to take a look at MY boy's Gono infection, and for a general check-up. - Yes my Master.

@Monster5-8gPA ... A boy has to be good, so he can be bad! 👺💀👹

If you are a good b☣️y @Monster5-8gPA then I might let you know with part 31 tonight! 😈 Charlie's Gono infection doesn't half look nasTy ~ We might just need D☢️ctor Stanis to take a look at that! 💉

Part 30; His serpent tongue without warning notched up several gears in speed, and pressure, as his probing of my cunt was reaching its climax. The sheer intensity was arousing me so much I could barely keep my balance, and almost kept falling over. But, I remember what Sir had said about not moving from the spot. And then, a fluttering and scratching noise came from the open window area. Was it a bat? 🦇 .... 🐐 A few minutes later I heard an almighty thud crashing down onto my bedroom floor. And then, slow creaking of the floorboards. I felt something come behind me. It took hold of my prolapse, and before I could take another breath, my Master's diseased slippery Demon-EEL Dick slammed all the way INSIDE me. Knee length, remember! The brute force made me jolt forward, and expel an extremely short and loud grunt. His horned Goat-Beast head flew up in flames, with his dull soulless black eyes coming to molten lava life once again. 👹 I felt his Demon claws grip tightly onto the smooth firm flesh of my waist, and, he immediately began to fuck me VERY hard and fast, with no pauses. No build up this time! - HAIL Master. Oh YEEEEES MASTER. PLEASE Fuck me ... FUCK my CUNT. Give me all you've got. Show me no absolutely mercy. Spray your Deep-Green, oily Demon t☣️xic filth up my neg boy-cunt. PLEASE SEED me, my wonderful Master. - Oh Charlie, Charlie, Charlie. You seem to be very fast embracing becoming a tainted, dirty, unholy, filthy faggot, who will very soon I am sure also become an extremely toxic vessel of depraved nasTy filth. - Yes Master. I want it. I need it. I deserve it. 👦🐷 - My Master likes you. He likes you a lot. And, he WILL keep coming back until he gets what he wants from you. I knew what he was referring to, and, I surprised myself at what I said next; - Maybe next time I will say those magic 12 words so I can get his DEATH-seed blasted inside my hungry gaping cunt. - His seed is exactly that, Charlie! 👺💦💀 That last statement made my soul jump. But, I was so high I had to store it to process for another time. I do know one thing though. If the D-E-V-I-L were to be fucking me now, and wanted me to say those 12 words in exchange for my soul, I .... WOULD, without hesitation. My weakness had be unearthed. My flopped out hungry piggy cunt had been in receipt of a good HARD pounding for at least half an hour now, and my Master STILL had not cum, nor done one of his short sharp 'non-orgasm' squirts that Goat-Beasts can apparently do without having a proper orgasm. And as the Gono juice dripped from my inflamed urethra, I badly NEEDED a load of Demon juice pumped into neg boy cunt. I had no choice but to now BEG, and PLEAD in an extreme eager desperate tone of voice; - My Master. I CANNOT wait any longer for your cum to coat my insides. PLEEEEEEEASE spray your disgusting filthy Demon-DNA ☣️☢️ inside my Cunt. PLEASE Master. PLEEEEASE. He was not ready for a proper orgasm just yet, but, he was more than happy nonetheless to oblige to my ever growing piggy needs to be treated like the nasTy dirTy sluT that I was naturally evolving into. 💦💦 SQUIRT 💦💦 ... 'Oh FUCK YES'. *I panted, grinned, and continued to profoundly sweat* 'AGAIN, PLEASE my Master' ... 💦💦 SQUIRT 💦💦 ... 'Oh Fucking H🔥ll. That feels so fucking GOOD! I want MORE!' ... 💦💦 SQUIRT 💦💦 ... *My sensory deprived eyes rolled into the back of my head. I was literally in piGGy H🔥LL* 'M☣️RE my Master. PLEASE, spray me with M☢️RE. Treat me like the nasTy dirTy sluT that I am. GIVE it to me' ... 💦 💦SQUIRT 💦💦. Having sprayed at least a litre of his strong and musky, Deep-Green, oily Demon diseased filth up my very soon to be t☣️xic filthy velvet fuck hole he got back to banging my inside out cunt fast and hard with his thick slippery EEL Demon-Dick. After a while, three sets of footsteps approached my room. Three? And in walked those three sets of footsteps, to which a very loud *GASP* and an 'Oooh Myyyy GoooOOd' when their eyes lay in the huge painting of me. Of course, I knew that voice. I was from none other than, my boyfriend!

Part 29; Having USED my body over the entire afternoon for his own selfish greed; Punching my prolapse in, pulling it out, spitting on me, ejaculating his filthy seed in me several times, pissing on me, he finally finished, and took his red paisley handkerchief out from my mouth. I was sweating, and panting, and very much satisfied, although, this new nasTy pig now wanted M☣️RE! I guess depraved greed is contagious, and I had well and truly caught it. I had already caught my Master's Gono. What else would see itself into my system during my twisTed journey? - C'mon you. I think we are most likely to be called in for dinner at any moment. We just as well go back inside. I was unable to respond for a little bit, as I tried to catch my breath, and tried to bring myself back down to Earth. It was proving very difficult as I was still feeling the effects of the tina, and had just been thrown about the barn all afternoon as my sexy brutal punk had HIS way with me. I eventually managed a 'satisfied / thanks for that' smile, and hauled myself up. I was now sporting a permanent prolapse, which was very slowly dripping with Usher's t☣️xic filth. We came out of the barn, into yet another wonderful warm hot summer evening, with the sun nicely hitting my pale, firm, hot and profoundly sweating body. We walked around slowly for several minutes, just enjoying the sun, when sure enough, the cue to eat came and we were summoned inside. Again, my appetite wasn't all that great, but, I was super thirsty, and Sir had provided his homemade Elder-flower drink which was chilled, and very delicious. I very quickly glugged a few litres of the yummy stuff. I think I was a bit dehydrated at this point When the 3 of us had finished all that we wanted and needed at the dining table I assumed it was time for us to all go back up to where my boyfriend Richard had been restrained for about four days now. - I suppose we had better make our way to the plinth room, Sir. - Do NOT assume anything whilst you are here, pig. Our Master has given strict instructions that after dinner you are to go to your room, and stay there. - Oh. OK, Sir. I went up to my room, obeying my Master's command. I suddenly craved to have his long black thick slippery EEL like Demon-Dick pounding at my flopped out cunt again. It had been a while. I didn't go to bed, fuck, I had spent too much time in it already, so, I just spent my time looking more closely at the beautiful intricate antique furniture, looking more closely and intently at the painting of 'ME', and stared out of my window down to the mansion grounds. I stood by my window for quite a while. Enough time in fact to see the sun set, and it slowly get dark. My attention also kept on being drawn to where the D-E-V-I-L 👺 had swiped across my navel which had caused a deep scratch. It was showing zero signs of healing. And it without doubt looked like there worms 🐍🐍 wriggling inside of the wound, and, it kept tingling. A constant reminder! I must have been alone for a good few hours when I heard someone approach. And in they came, tourniquet, and a syringe of meth in one hand, and something red and rubber like in the other. It was Sir. - Lie on the bed Charlie. - Yes Sir. Just like earlier, the tourniquet went on, the needle went in, and bam, ANOTHER hiT! 💉 My reaction was to form, of profuse sweating, breathing heavily, and rubbing myself all feeling super horny, tapping into the inner nasTy horny piGGy self. Soon my hands went behind my knees pulling my legs into the air and I was READY for a LOT M☢️RE Dick, and Cum. I didn't care where it came from, I needed it ~ And N☣️W! - Sir, please FUCK me. PLEASE. - Charlie. You are to stand with your back to and in front of the fireplace. - Yes Sir. DAMN. I was gagging for DICK. However, I obeyed. I got up from my bed, walked over the the fireplace, and positioned myself where I thought I was required to be. Once I was still Sir walked over and maneuvered me so I was in a more precise position to be centrally to the fireplace and that painting over-head, the one signed by a 'Doctor Stanis'. He then put the 'Red Rubber Hood' with the zipped eye and mouth pieces back on me. He left the mouth piece unzipped, but zipped up the eye piece so I could not see. Again, I found myself completely vulnerable. Although, I didn't feel it. All I could think of was, 'I NEED Dick and Cum, INSIDE me'. - STAY there Charlie. And DON'T move from the spot. You must not move your feet in any way shape or form. Understood!? - Yes Sir. I understand. I heard him to what sounded like flicking a lighter repeatedly. He was lighting candles all around the room. He then opened the window to my room, and then, he walk out. I had only been stood there for about 10-15 minutes or so, when I felt my hanging out cunt being probed internally, yet, no Man or Beast were present. But, I most certainly recognised that sensation from when I first felt it in the car on the first night I arrived here. It was my Master! He probed the entire length of my cunt shaft with very fast quick flicks of his serpent tongue, causing me to grunt, groan, and whimper, during which time, he made himself present inside my head; - You like that, don't you Charlie. - Yes, my Master. I NEED you INSIDE me again. PLEASE fuck me. I really NEED you to FUCK my brains out. FUUUUUUCK me!! 🐐👦

Part 28; Sir walked over and climbed on my bed, looking me up and down, and over, assessing what this nasTy little piggy was up to. - Aaaaahh, I see. Our Master's Gono infection has taken a hold of you, and you were fucking your beautiful Gaping-cunt with the pus, weren't you, pig!? I suddenly felt shame, having been caught defiling my own body. I bowed my head, and in a meek and subdued manner replied; - I'm sorry Sir. This seem to only go and fuel Sir's current perverse state of mind, and he opened up one of my bedside cabinets, pulling out a tourniquet, a syringe full of tina, and a tub of nice creamy crisco. This place was more old fashioned than I had originally thought 😛 And all this time I have been lying/sleeping next to a drawer full of these goodies, and completely unaware. I didn't need tina now, as I was already feeling super horny, but, on went the tourniquet and in went the needle nonetheless, and plunge, in with the juice. FUCK, I found myself once again in a 'manic meth fuck me into next century' haze. I wonder if I was ever going to get a 24 hour break to enjoy my new home. - PLEASE Sir, FFist my cunt. You are very good at it. One crisco covered beak shaped hand started to play around with it's dark red wet velvet toy; 'my increasingly flopped inside out insides' no less, with the other hand scooping up the disgusting, vile smelling brown discharge of pus from my inflamed urethra and kept spreading it all over my face. It was only a few minutes into play when Sir had pushed my prolapse back in and his entire forearm to elbow was buried deep in my cunt. After my encounter with the D-E-V-I-L 👺 lastnight I don't think we even really were needing the crisco, as I was now super stretched, not to mention flying high as kite, AGAIN! Then, in walked Usher ... - Charlie, where are you, we have been waiting for you to join us for breakf .... Aaaaaahh, I see. Well, I suppose we can all go for breakfast in a little while. Nothing that cannot wait. He jumped onto my bed, slathered his forearm up with crisco, and said to Sir; - Hey mate, let's double FFist the cunt. 👊💦🌹💦👊 Yet again that smug smirk was all over Sir's face. He withdrew his forearm, and, in they went together, effortlessly, both up just past their wrist, in an instant! I felt like I did when I couldn't get Sir's spiked PA to dig into the back of my cunt deep enough. That's right, even though they were both up just past their wrists, it now just was not enough to satisfy me. I screamed like I was deranged, gagging and begging all the while for them to go deeper, and stretch me wider!! And, it didn't take long. After about 15 minutes they had one arm each inside of me at the same time, about 1" past their elbows. I kept grunting as I repetitively pushed my pelvis as hard as I could in their direction, and looking at them both intently like my head was about to explode. We played like this for a few hours when Sir called a halt to play, firmly saying that it really was time we should go and eat. NOO☣️☢️OOOO ~ I wanted to carry on! I put my only set of clothes on of my own on, and we all went for breakfast. Well, I was high on tina, so, had zero appetite, but, I sipped slowly on some Tea, just so I could be around these h🔥T studs. As they were almost finished eating, Sir said he would be doing his usual duties around the home, including for the time being tending to my boyfriend, whose time here at the mansion was very soon coming to an end. But how? Usher said he would continue to teach me about nature, and his trades of landscaping, and buildings. There was a large run down barn with a decent stock of hay, which was used for my Master's lair, for which he would sleep on. Sir would make sure he had a few fresh bales on a daily basis, and spread it out of a night time, in time for the morning. Indeed, Usher was going to teach me more today, but, it wasn't anything to do with his trades, or nature, or anything like that. NO. He had in mind to teach me more how to be an efficient, obedient greedy fuck toy. He motioned me into the barn, and threw me down in a mound of hay. - I know how you like to be vocal, so, this is going in your loud mouth, right now. We don't want you drawing any attention, thus causing any unnecessary interruptions. On that note he stuffed a red paisley handkerchief into my mouth, and spent the next several hours Fucking me, and FFisting my cunt NON-stop. He did not pause even for 5 minutes, as he concentrated on tearing me apart, cumming INSIDE me several times throughout the afternoon. My battered cunt really now did need a decent REST!

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.