Opening my eyes I saw the most beautiful set of balls I could ever imagine being lowered to my mouth. It seemed that with each inward thrust the oil became more plentiful so that his cock moved easily in and out of my ass.
The cock that had entered me began to move very slowly in and out. He kept it deep within me with no motion to allow me to adjust to his sword.Ī cloth sprinkled with poppers was brought down over my face. I felt as though my anal wall was being split. "Prepare to receive the Sword of Salvation." With one powerful thrust the cock entered me. I felt the cold edge of the silver p/a at the entrance of my oiled ass hole. "All is ready." A voice in the darkness spoke, He grasped my balls between his thumb and index finger and clasps a metal ball stretcher on me. Another gloved hand began rubbing my balls with warm oil.
A finger slipped into me, working around the inside of my rectum pressing against my prostate. Two strong gloved hands began massaging and gripping my ass cheeks. My ass was being anointed with warm oils. A pillow was placed under my head, elevating it just enough that my lips and nose grazed his shaved balls. He removed the pouch that encased his cock and balls revealing his thick uncut cock and positioned himself astride my chest so that his balls were only inches from my face. The first figure pulled me back so that my buttocks were rested on the edge of the platform and elevated with a soft leather pillow.
"Do you accept the freedom that only comes through Satan?" "Do you reject the old religion of your youth?"
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"Do you come to this place of your own free will?" I could not help but to bow in submission to it. It seemed that out of nowhere a black robed figure appeared, as he neared me he unloosed the robe and the front opened displaying his cock and balls encased in a leather pouch.Īs quickly as he appeared, another figure appeared his cock adorned with a sterling silver PA. Reaching it I was instructed to be seated.Īs I sat, the blue spot dimmed to illumine only the center of the pentagram, which was the small platform. As I neared the center of the path it led to a small platform approximately knee high. I could faintly hear what sounded like Gregorian chant in the background. As I neared the center I could see a large iridescent pentagram painted on the floor.Īt the outer points of the pentagram men were standing dressed in black robes with hoods over their heads. On the floor was florescent tape marking a path towards the center. I stepped into a large room, dark except for a blue spotlight shining down in the middle of the room. One of the panels opened and I was told to enter. What the fuck was I doing here, a pot-bellied old man but blessed with what has been called a beautiful cock, I turned and caught a glimpse of my ass, that too though not still prime, it would pass for Grade A. I glanced at my reflection and somewhat shuddered at the image. I pressed the door release and entered a small reception area, dimly lighted with smoked mirrors on all the walls. David was very real and David had introduced me to Satan! Ah, Satan! Fuck! I was getting a hard-on just at the thought. That's about as safe as you can get, you do it all in your mind, but David was different. You see for the most part I was a fantasy player, I mean talk about safe-sex. I should mention that I had met David one day while chatting on the infamous 748 phone line. David had advised me to wear as little as possible. Press the release on the door and enter." I quickly undressed. Opening it I found a dimly lit room with a coat rack and a sign that read, "Please hang ALL clothing here. I reached the end of the passageway and faced a door. We spoke often about the things that we would enjoy doing together but as we lived thousands of miles apart, the likelihood of that ever happening was most unlikely. Sure, we shared pictures that we had captured from various groups and sites that we frequented separately and together. Sharing titillating tales of what we would like to do. Robert! Oh yes, Robert! Oh it had all started so innocently as we chatted on-line. Did I really want to go through with this? What was I thinking this saintly former Baptist preacher caught up in a web of darkness. Taking a deep breath, I headed towards it. At the bottom of the steps there was a long narrow passageway with only one dim bulb about fifty feet down. Entering there was a stairway going down. David had said to use only the door on the right. Four other cars were parked there already. I pulled into the lot behind the abandoned warehouse.