My pussy was being forced open. I looked down and saw a man penetrating something into me. He was thrusting me with a long pole, and at the end of it was an inverted crucifix dildo. He fucked me hard, I felt every little groove and bump of the latex Jesus forcing my pussy walls wide open. I shrieked in absolute pain and pleasure as it smashed against my cervix and almost punched through to my womb.
The hooded men screamed... Beelzebub! Beelzebub! Beelzebub! In a shocking cry so unlike the usual holy words I had learned in Sunday School. I darted my eyes to the crowd and noticed the vestments, they were brilliantly decorated with sigils, most of which I could not recognise. Candelabras and blackened candles lit everything around me and gave off a sultry ambience. In any other state, I may have been able to appreciate all of this a little more.
They sang a number of chants and vocalised Christian prayers in reverse. I recognised some of the devotions to the demons Asmodeus and Asteroth. I was untied after being rammed with the crucifix dildo to the prayers of the worshippers.
They brought me over to a wooden horse and tied me down onto it. I was scared, what was about to happen?
SLAP! My arse felt a burn from someone's flat palm, slap, slap, slap. It felt like I was being punished for something. The burn started to feel unbearable. Hands began to feel me all over, fondling and squeezing my large breasts. My hair was pulled back hard, they lift my head high, and I felt fingers enter my mouth until they made me gag.
I started to feel a strange desire to be fucked harder. Something was clamped to my nipples, and I felt weight being added, pulling them down, long and hard. The pain was agonising at first, but I began to enjoy it so much that my pussy was soaking wet.
Hands were removed from my mouth and replaced by a hard and throbbing cock. It was so wide that the sides of my lips almost split. He started fucking my mouth slowly, he slapped my face and instructed me to swallow more. Tears rolled down my cheeks, and I could hardly breathe. I could feel his shaft forcing its way down my oesophagus, bulging out the skin in my throat. I coughed and felt my stomach churn as another cock entered into my cunt.
The men took turns on me, and by the third or fourth man, I was squirting in desire. I was a mess, the cum from the men mixed with my own, and it all ran down my legs, in my hair, and all over my face. My holes ached from being overused, and I was exhausted from cumming.
I loved it, but I was glad when it was all over. My body lay heavy on the wooden pony, and I had no strength to even lift my head. My eyes were barely open, but I realised that the men were standing around me, hands held together with their heads bowed. What were they waiting for?
A disgusting smell floated through the air, it reminded me of rotting eggs. It was putrid and I screwed my face in an attempt to cover my nose.
Without warning, my arse hole was forced wide open. I screamed so loud that I'm sure it echoed throughout the whole forest. I felt the dry shaft scrape up inside my arse in the most torturous pain I had ever endured. I managed to turn my head to the side, but I saw nothing but a hazy shadow figure.
I couldn’t handle the pain, tears streamed from my face, and I began to sob. My legs began to feel something wrapping around them, it was a suction-like feeling. Almost like an octopus tentacle. It travelled way up my thigh, before spreading my pussy lips wide open.
Oh no, please...
I cried out loud, but it was no use. It forced its way deep into my pussy and began to squirm around. I almost passed out with the pain of double penetration. I couldn’t help but scream, I wanted to be saved, but there was nothing that was going to help me now. I heard men in the background praising Satan, and cries of yes... Yes... YES... in excitement. Was I being fucked by a demon?
Sharp claws ran down my back, and a snuffling in my ear felt like a dog sniffing its prey. I howled in the sheer agony of being torn into pieces.
"Please, save me," I cried out in desperation to the men.
It was no use, they were ecstatic, and no one was going to do a damn thing. The fiend fucked both my pussy and arse hard, I felt its limbs twisting and turning, throbbing and growing larger and larger deep inside of me. I had nothing left, my muscles turned to jelly and my body and soul accepted its fate.
I started to hallucinate, my mind was met by images of a blonde man dressed in white robes, looking down at me smiling. He was beautiful. I knew in my heart he was my Lord. I felt gushes of hot liquid streaming out me, I was so in awe of seeing my Lord, I experienced the most intense orgasm I have ever felt.
Waves of electric energy began to roll over my body, my knees and ankles began to shake, my eyes rolled back, my body accumulated such a powerful force of energy, it consumed me, I couldn’t hold on anymore, it gushed out like a cannon ball, squirting in such ferociousness that my body fell limp. In a moment, the demon had vanished. He had completed his duty.
I lay there limp and exhausted, and a single man approached.
"Thank you for your sacrifice, and for accepting the seed of our Dark Lord. You are now eternally marked. You are chosen and blessed with his child," he said.
My arms and legs were untied, but I had no energy to move.
"We will be watching," another man said.
The worshippers faded into the woods and I was left alone. I tried to lift my body up and began to panic.
Was I pregnant with the Anti-Christ?
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