by Sean Michael
“Oh.” Harmony gasped softly and turned to Kerr. “You’ll like that.” There was just a hint of a question in Harmony’s words.
“If my Master wishes it, I need it.”
Harmony nodded. “Yes. If you wish it.”
Kerr nodded and moaned. “Please, Master.”
“Silly boys.” He swatted Kerr hard, making it sting.
“Your boys,” Harmony offered, filling Ceris with pride.
“My boys.” He pulled Harmony in for a hard, toothy kiss.
Harmony opened to him, the long body sinking against his. Kerr pushed into the kiss a moment later, and as soon as all three of them were joined at the lips, lightning shot through him, and his need flared inside him. He ground against them both, riding the flame, the electricity they shared. There was power in their lovemaking. A heat that he didn’t comprehend, a wildness that he was beginning to crave.
“I want Kerr on his hands and knees, sucking you, Harmony, while I fuck him.” He had to tell them so he didn’t just rub off against them like this. That was good, sure, but he wanted even better.
“Yes, Master. Oh, yes.” Harmony looked absolutely beside himself.
He’d have to remember the carrot worked much better than the stick with Kerr’s pet. He was pleased that Kerr had figured that out for himself and made so much more progress with Harmony than anyone else had, himself included.
“Come on, Kerr. Assume the position.” He swatted Kerr’s thigh lightly in encouragement.
“Yes, Master. On the floor or on the bed? The bench?”
“The bed for my old knees.”
“You aren’t old, Master,” both his boys chimed as one.
He beamed and leaned down to bite Kerr’s shoulder. Kerr’s back arched, his boy trying to make contact, to rub against him.
“Pass me the lube, pet.”
Harmony followed orders immediately before moving to kneel in front of Kerr, watching Ceris like a hawk.
“We’ll move together, taking him, making him need.”
“Yes, Master.”
Ceris knew that Kerr was ready for him, so he only spread lube over his cock. Then he set the head against Kerr’s hole. “Place the tip at his mouth, boy, and on my command, spread him open.”
“Yes, Master,” Harmony said again, doing as he was told and pulling back when Kerr cried out and opened his mouth, trying to take Harmony in.
He swatted Kerr’s ass. “Greedy boy!”
“Yes, Master! Please. Please.” Kerr begged so beautifully.
“Harmony and I will be controlling this.”
Okay, so he was controlling it, but there would be the illusion of Harmony having some control. He nodded to their pet, and Harmony once again pressed the head of his cock against Kerr’s mouth. Nodding, he placed his own cock against Kerr’s hole again. His boy wriggled between them and moaned prettily. He swatted a few more times, simply warming, pinking the skin.
Kerr panted, and Harmony groaned as Kerr’s breath tickled across his cock. Ceris imagined even that was intoxicating to Harmony, their pet so new at pleasure and more used to giving it still. He knew Harmony wanted to press in, fill Kerr’s throat. And he knew that Kerr wanted to feel them both, wanted to be filled at both ends. Was maybe quite desperate for it.
He made them all wait.
He smiled at Harmony, winked, and Harmony moaned in response. Chuckling, he nodded at Harmony. He mouthed “now” and began to sink in. Kerr’s body accepted him easily, taking him in deep. He watched Harmony’s eyes, watching as they went wide, as they flooded with pleasure.
“His mouth is magical, hmm?”
“Yes. Yes, Master. I love him. It.”
Kerr whimpered, and he punched the rest of the way in, Harmony following his lead beautifully.
“Make him feel you, pet. Make him soar.”
“Yes, Master.” Harmony rocked with him, both of them filling Kerr, mouth and ass, opening him up to their cocks and giving him their love. Kerr accepted them, took them, and moaned for more.
“Faster,” Ceris ordered, pumping harder. He shifted until he found Kerr’s gland, nailing it as he and Harmony both thrust.
Harmony gasped, bright eyes going wide. “Master!”
He chuckled, feeling powerful, having given them both pleasure, Harmony without even a touch to their pet on his part. He thrust in, hitting that spot again. Harmony’s hands landed on Kerr’s head, fingers tangling in the long hair.
“That’s it, boy, pull him into each thrust. Make him take it, take you.”
“Don’t be angry, Master,” Harmony whispered to Kerr.
“He’s not, pet. He wants to be well-used. He needs it to thrive.” It had been a crime to have this amazing needy slut and not give him the attention he needed.
Kerr was thriving now, blossoming for him, for Harmony. They were such lucky demons.
Kerr’s ass clenched tight around his cock, making him gasp, making him shudder, and move faster. His orgasm was already grabbing at his spine, these two so inspiring. He wrapped his fingers around Kerr’s hips, digging in hard enough to bruise. That earned him tighter squeezes from Kerr’s ass and another cry from Harmony, the lean hips pumping like mad as he fucked Kerr’s lips.
“Soon,” he promised Harmony. “But only when I say.”
“Yes, Master. Only when I say.”
He chuckled. “No, Harmony, when I say.”
Harmony blinked up at him, eyes dazed and unfocused. “Yes, Master.”
He couldn’t argue with that. Besides, he was too busy rushing toward his orgasm to worry about anything else. He would fill his boy up, push deep and take every bit of pleasure.
“Soon,” he promised. He could see Harmony, just barely hanging on.
Harmony nodded, head bobbing, sweat sheening his skin.
Beautiful. So was Kerr.
He leaned forward and grabbed the back of Harmony’s head and brought their mouths together. As soon as their lips touched, lightning shot through him, shot through all three of them, he could tell.
“Now!” he shouted the word as he came.
Harmony gasped into his lips, the sound desperate and filled with need, hips pumping as he spilled into Kerr’s lips.
The scent of Kerr’s come filled the air, proving all three of them had come together. How could they not have with the power that surged through him? The entire harem had to be ringing with their need.
He kept kissing Harmony, holding onto the sensation, to the power that surged through them. All the while Kerr’s body worked him.
It was a perfect moment. He’d never had many of those, not until now with Kerr and Harmony.
Now they came over and over. It was glorious. They were glorious. He finally dropped his lips from Harmony’s, and the incredible power backed off, faded into the background.
“I never knew, Masters. I didn’t understand how lucky I would be.”
“I don’t think any of us knew just what we were becoming,” Ceris admitted. “But now that we know, we can live in it. Be in it.”
Kerr rested against Harmony’s belly, panting hard.
“Thank you, Master.” Harmony stroked his hands over Kerr’s head.
“We’re going to impale him on that heavy cock now, Pet, and put him on display.”
Harmony whimpered, and Kerr moaned, the sound making Harmony giggle softly. “You’re going to show all the other pleasure demons how wonderful it is to need, how beautiful it can be.”
“Smart pet.”
“I’m learning, Master.”
“You’re doing very well. You have a very good Master. Come now. Help me with him.” Ceris stood and gathered Kerr in his arms.
“What should I do?”
“Slick the cock on the statue and prepare the cuffs.”
“Yes, Master.” Harmony ran ahead, so eager.
“You’ve done an amazing job with him,” he told Kerr softly.
“Thank you, Master.” Kerr kissed his jaw.
“It’
s the truth.”
Harmony was already at the statue, enthusiastically lubing up the giant phallus, all the little pleasure demons around him, watching and exclaiming.
“Oh, the new boy! The Master’s boy! The newest boy! Can we play with him, Master?”
“Not today, boys. Today, we’re going to put Kerr on the statue. Let him show us all how it’s done.”
“The big statue? Can he stretch so far?”
“He can. He’s the submissive you should all aspire to,” Ceris told them.
“He’s my Master,” Harmony said, sounding so proud.
As soon as he spoke, the harem swarmed Harmony, petting and praising, offering love and touches. Harmony looked at him and Kerr, panic on his face.
Kerr laughed softly. “It’s okay, pet. They’re loving on you. It’s a good thing.”
“We’ll be nice to him. We promise. Can we suck him, Master Ceris, kiss him all over?”
“After you watch me put Kerr on the statue.” They all needed to see this.
Harmony was blushing like mad.
“Yes, Master.”
He stood Kerr up on the footholds, then attached his arms to the wrists of the demon god that watched over them. The golden cock was huge, massive, and would require all Kerr’s submission to take.
“Are you ready for this, boy?”
“Yes, Master. For you.”
“Good, boy.” He helped Kerr move until his hole was right over the top of the god’s cock. Then he hooked his thumbs in the well-fucked hole and pulled.
Kerr cried out, muscles tightening, then relaxing, then tightening again. A press of a button, and the footholds began to lower. At first, Kerr straightened his legs, but the motion never stopped. Kerr’s eyes and mouth both opened wide, and this amazing sound came out of him.
“You have no choice, boy, but to let it fill you, stretch your hole and take you.”
“Yes, Master.” Kerr held his gaze, staring into him.
“The god will have you, hold you.”
“Oh, that’s beautiful,” murmured Harmony.
Kerr just nodded, looking nearly overwhelmed.
“Come and touch us, pet. Complete our triangle.”
Harmony came to them, lips parted, desire plain on his face.
He kissed Kerr, then wrapped his arm around Harmony’s shoulders and encouraged him into the kiss. The electricity hit them as soon as their mouths closed together, and all the little demons gasped and moaned.
It felt damned good knowing it wasn’t just the three of them -- that everyone could see there was something special between them. That their connection spread out to feed the harem.
He and Harmony continued to kiss Kerr as he slowly lowered down until he was impaled completely by the large cock. Their sweet demon moaned and whimpered into their mouths, the sounds muffled by their shared kiss.
Perfect.
His perfect boy.
Once Kerr was settled, he ended the kisses, Harmony whining softly as their lips all parted.
“Oh, Masters, thank you. Thank you for letting me be a part of you.”
Ceris smiled and nodded. Kerr only groaned, his fingers closing over the chains that bound him, his eyes glazed over with pleasure. He jacked the sweet, heavy cock once more, then nodded, satisfied. “Come, pet, the boys want to play with you.”
Chapter Ten
Horatio went from cage to chains to cage to chains again, bare and silent, his world endlessly boring. He stopped eating three cycles into the emptiness, willing himself to let go and be reborn in another form. Demons rarely died, but perhaps someone would make an exception for him. He was so bored. So lonely. A servant moved him, brought food and drink, then left, never speaking. This was Hell, after all.
He had no idea how much time had passed before Bel showed up in his bedroom again, the asshole looking like eight kinds of stud. He growled, firmly ignoring that. As much as he could.
Just because he’d fantasized about Bel… How had he ended up here -- shaved and bound and bored?
Bel came over to his cage and crouched in front of it. “Good evening, Lem. Are you ready to be reasonable yet?”
His name was Horatio. His name was Horatio. He growled again, but the sound was weirdly a whimper.
“You’re my Lem. When you can accept that, your life will be amazing. Until then, you’ll continue in the cage when I can’t be with you.” Bel made a face. “I have to tell you, the last few days have been just awful. So very boring. So annoying, given I thought I’d cleared my calendar for you.”
“Annoying?” He lurched at the bars of the cage, his fury sudden and overwhelming, his magic trapped inside him and bouncing madly.
Bel showed no fear. “There’s your passion. I was wondering if it had abandoned you entirely. And yes. I want to be here with you, revelling in your submission, in your transformation. So it is very annoying to be held up by outside things.”
His head throbbed with the energy that raced through him. He wanted to bite, to scream, to bash himself against Bel and fight.
“You want out of the cage, boy? If you do, I can make it happen. I want to make it happen. I want to pull you out and let you focus all that energy on me.”
“Yes.” He needed out. He needed… something. He needed something to stop this burn.
“We’re supposed to be together, Lem. You’re fighting it too hard, though. And that hurts you in the long run, makes it harder for you to simply be.”
Bel undid the latch on the cage and opened the door, drew him out. He groaned at the touch, his teeth snapping at the jolt of electricity that hit him.
Bel groaned. “Sweet boy, you’re intoxicating.” Bel’s hand slid down his bare side, the touch leaving a line of fire. So did the touch to his belly, the soft stroking soothing and inflaming him all at once. “I’m going to make you fly, whether or not you want me to.”
He groaned because nothing had ever felt so good.
“You see? All you have to do is believe in us and trust in me. I’m not going to lead you wrong.” Bel kissed one of his horns, and he felt it all through the way through him. They were smaller now, tiny, but so fucking sensitive. He growled again, and Bel chuckled softly. “So sweet.”
“I’m not sweet!”
“You are so very sweet.” Bel took one of his horns between soft lips and began to suck, the sensation from it feeling like it was going to shake him apart.
He arched, his entire body suddenly alight, an overwhelming arousal slamming through him.
“Yes.” The word pushed into him, Bel full of passion and triumph. He tried to shake his head, but he couldn’t. If he did, he’d lose the suction, the pressure, the heat. And he couldn’t do that.
Bel began to pull at his nipple, twisting and tweaking them. I’ve been neglecting your training. Your modifications. That’s a shame.
He whimpered at the voice that filled his mind.
That’s right. I’m still here. And now that my business is over with, that will end, and you will have my full attention, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.
Every word came with another twist, a pinch, a flick of sharp fingernails.
Once these little nips have had the suction cups for a few weeks, they’ll be ready for rings. Two of them.
He gasped. He wanted to say no. He wanted to shout at Bel to let him go. He couldn’t, though. He couldn’t, and deep down, he didn’t want to, either.
Gonna make you come just from sucking on these pretty little horns. Little horns. You have the horns of a pleasure slave. You know that.
“They were big, fine.”
And now they’re perfect.
He couldn’t even find it in himself to protest that. Bel’s lips felt so good around his horn, how could he want anything less than this? He knew he shouldn’t, but he was having a hard time remembering why. Bel’s nails dragged over his nipples, tugged hard, and he gasped.
“You need them red and swollen. You need to be ready always for me. Inside and
out, every part of you. Today, we’ll pierce your cock, your sac. Behind.” Bel’s forked tongue flicked at his ear. “I swear, Lem. You’ll never be bored again.”
He was torn between his mind, which said he should resist, who said this was wrong, that this wasn’t what he was meant to be, and his heart, which wanted this, so very badly. And his body, which yearned for Bel’s touches. It kept him still, kept him absolutely frozen.
“Don’t worry. I’ll drive the bad thoughts out.”
He looked at Bel, stared at the demon in front of him, his best friend in all of Hell. “Please.”
Bel nodded. “You’re mine, and I take care of my own, Lem.”
He almost argued. Then another of those hard pinches made his eyes cross. Bel twisted and tugged his nipple, then moved over to the other one.
“You see? I know what you need, and you can’t deny it, no matter how hard you try.”
Bel dragged him to the bed, binding his wrists in a motion so fast, he couldn’t follow it with his eyes. He could sure feel it, though, the bindings tight on his wrist. They pulled at his skin as he tugged.
“That’s it, Lem. You can fight all you want now. It’s safe.” Those black suction cups appeared like magic. “These first, then you can suck me before I pierce your cock. Then I’ll fuck you, plug you up, and you’ll eat before I fuck you again.” Bel grinned at him, all teeth. “I do love a plan.”
He shook, a shudder moving its way through his body.
“You heard me right, boy. I’m going to turn you inside out.”
The first suction cup settled over his flesh, and the tug was deep, fierce, absolutely undeniable.
“Take it off.”
“Why don’t you ask for something that you really want?” Bel asked him. “If you name a true desire, I will fulfil it.”
“Help me.” Those were the first words that popped into his head, fell from his lips.
“I’m already doing that, boy. I’m bringing you into the world where you belong. You were miserable and now you’re confused, but you’re not unhappy. And soon you will give in to the joy I can give you.” Bel kissed him, teeth sharp on his lips, making him burn, even as the second suction cup drew his other nipple in. Bel slapped his thigh, and he could feel the outline of Bel’s fingers on his skin. “You ready for my cock, boy? You ready to suck me until I feed you my come?”