Night#2 – Under demon control

You need this, don’t you? You never felt anything like you did the first time. This time you will realize that things will be a little different, Fuck that! A lot different! I am entering your mind and body. Feel my nakedness. You invite this Demon in you. You trust this Demon because he makes your cock hard.

You are between being awake and falling asleep. You only know what I tell you. I control your orgasms. I control your body. You feel my thrusting into your body. You feel so fucking amazing. My desire is in you. Your cock is growing at an amazing size. So fucking big. As I touch your Third Eye between your eyebrows, everything becomes clear, your pleasure, your sin, is everything you want, everything you need.

My hands rise from the bed, gently caressing your naked body.  Not even one hand, two hands, three hands, but four hands are caressing your chest, your cock, your abs, and your ass. Your depravity rises up in your dreams like tentacles emerging from your bed embracing and curling around your body and finally entering your mouth and your ass. You feel the sheer pleasure of my Demonic lust that connects with Father Satan. Your only reply is to thank the lust Demon Asmodeus and cry out…

“HAIL SATAN!”

You know it’s Satan that makes you feel this way and tells you to come unto him to thank him, embrace him as he seduces you. You feel demon lips, a mouth sliding down your erect cock. Your dream does not end. But it only leads to your orgasm bringing a wave to your body of excruciating pleasure. Another orgasm is magnified as your hip grind into your mattress. Those hands never leave their embrace. You know this is no dream. The tentacles continues to thrust deep into your mouth and anus, filling all holes as you cry out…

“Fuck me, Satan! Fuck my ass! Don’t stop! Cum in me! Cum in my mouth. Make me yours, Make me your Demon!  Fuck! Fuck!Fuck!”

I am leaving your body. Know you are loved better than the Christian phony. All remnants of your Christian faith has been fucked out of your existence, and out of your soul. All glory to Satan. All Hail his satanic power. This is what Satan feels like.