Writer: Seri Michaels / Destiny1961
Subject: New World 2
Author’s Notes: It is the real me from my new account. If am going to live then must get away from the Destiny1961 stigma. So here is what came to me.
Link: Email LS666 / 19.09.2022
New World 2
I have been thinking about what the Bible says about, “The end of days,” and how, “Satan will rule,” yet it will be a dark world.
I thought about how it may look as a dystopian society with a mix of steampunk and so on. I started to look at pics of women in steampunk wear and then steampunk prostitutes and so on. I thought about how when Satan rules there will be dark magick and divination and all sort of stuff and then like a flash of light and what reminded me of, “Doctor Strange,” as it was like a portal opened and I saw this world.
“Don’t to enter,” said a faint voice, “If you take that step — things will be different. You may not be able to handle it.”
Ignoring the voice, I went forward. As I entered, what seemed to be the front of some sort of brothel, I passed out.
I heard a soft yet scratchy voice say, “I told you she was alive,” as I lay on trash bags, like a beanbag chair in an alley.
A hand reached out. It was a rough-looking prostitute, with a futuristic looking outfit — like steampunk.
“That shit was too strong for you,” she said.
My face felt weird as something was covering it. She, and some strange looking guy, helped me up. I felt weird in my chest.
“We will be late and Master will not be pleased.” they told me.
I stumbled as was high and there was a broken mirror in the alley. I looked like the girl with a dark corset that lifted my tits. Yes I had real tits. They weren’t huge. More perky. I rubbed them. She told me to be careful, as they are not paid for yet and giggled as I felt under my torn skirt.
She said, “It’s still there, for now. The master wants it there.”
I had a gas mask on. Over my mouth there was some sort of opening with a dildo connected. She quickly popped it off. The hole seemed like it was made for devices to be attached to it.
“Thanks,” she said.
The girl then attached what seemed to be a glass ball with smoke in it. I had no choice but to breath it in. It just about knocked me over.
“Something new. The master wants to try out,”she added.
I got an erection that stood straight up and the guy said it was his turn. I did not know what he meant as he lifted me onto the bags again and went down on me. He started to suck me, as he put fingers inside me — more then should fit — and as I exploded. I got dizzy and he slid up and lifted my legs and shoved into me.
“The new drug is great as it will make us cum quicker, so we could do more people in a shorter time,” he remarked.
He quickly came inside me. They then grabbed my hands and we ran to the brothel, that I saw at first through the portal.
“You are home now,” they said.
On the door, a sign said, ” The chosen.” It was referring to us as we were the chosen ones to please. We went inside and it was dank and nasty as I heard footsteps. They dropped to their knees so I followed and her dark voice. It was Satan himself and he told the others that they had customers. The girl had a guy and the guy had a couple and then he looked at me and said welcome home. He told me I had a dozen waiting on me but to come take care of daddy first and I took his hand.
We went into a room where he lay down and held up his demon cock and I started to suck it as he played with my ass. He took my head and guided it up and down and told me I was so good and asked if I was glad I called on him. I then got into position above his cock and he told me to show daddy I love him and as I slowly slid down on his cock it all ended.
Fuck YES!!! I am HOME, also,
WORSHIP!!!
Felicia
we need to talk sweety