Feature Writer: Dick Mann
Feature Title:  Salvation
Story Codes: Satanic Ritual, MM, Drug Use, Anal
Synopsis: Former Baptist preacher gets caught up in a web of satanic sex

Salvation

I pulled into the lot behind the abandoned warehouse.  Four other cars were parked there already.  David had said to use only the door on the right.  I rang the bell and the door buzzed.  Entering there was a stairway going down.  At the bottom of the steps there was a long narrow passageway with only one dim bulb about fifty feet down.

Taking a deep breath, I headed towards it.  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.  How had it all started?

Robert!  Oh yes, Robert!  Oh it had all started so innocently as we chatted on-line.  Sharing titillating tales of what we would like to do.  Sure, we shared pictures that we had captured from various groups and sites that we frequented separately and together.  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.

I reached the end of the passageway and faced a door.  Opening it I found a dimly lit room with a coat rack and a sign that read,  “Please hang ALL clothing here. Press the release on the door and enter.”  I quickly undressed.  David had advised me to wear as little as possible.

I should mention that I had met David one day while chatting on the infamous 748 phone line.  You see for the most part I was a fantasy player, I mean talk about safe-sex.  That’s about as safe as you can get, you do it all in your mind, but David was different.  David was very real and David had introduced me to Satan!  Ah, Satan!  Fuck! I was getting a hard on just at the thought.

I pressed the door release and entered a small reception area, dimly lighted with smoked mirrors on all the walls.  I glanced at my reflection and somewhat shuddered at the image.  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.

One of the panels opened and I was told to enter.  I stepped into a large room, dark except for a blue spotlight shining down in the middle of the room.  On the floor was florescent tape marking a path towards the center.  I began slowly walking down the path.  As I neared the center I could see a large iridescent pentagram painted on the floor.

At the outer points of the pentagram men were standing dressed in black robes with hoods over their heads.  I could faintly hear what sounded like Gregorian chant in the background.  As I neared the center of the path it led to a small platform approximately knee high reaching it I was instructed to be seated.

As I sat, the blue spot dimmed to illumine only the center of the pentagram, which was the small platform.

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.

As quickly as he appeared, another figure appeared his cock adorned with a sterling silver PA.  I could not help but to bow in submission to it.

“Do you come to this place of your own free will?”

“I do.”

“Do you reject the old religion of your youth?”

“I do.”

“Do you accept the freedom that only comes through Satan?”

“Yes!”

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.   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.  A pillow was placed under my head, elevating it just enough that my lips and nose grazed his shaved balls.

My ass was being anointed with warm oils. Two strong gloved hands began massaging and gripping my ass cheeks.  A finger slipped into me, working around the inside of my rectum pressing against my prostate. Another gloved hand began rubbing my balls with warm oil.  He grasped my balls between his thumb and index finger and clasps a metal ball stretcher on me.

“All is ready.”  A voice in the darkness spoke,

I felt the cold edge of the silver p/a at the entrance of my oiled ass hole.  “Prepare to receive the Sword of Salvation.”  With one powerful thrust the cock entered me. I felt as though my anal wall was being split.  He kept it deep within me with no motion to allow me to adjust to his sword.

A cloth sprinkled with poppers was brought down over my face.  The cock that had entered me began to move very slowly in and out.  It seemed that with each inward thrust the oil became more plentiful so that his cock moved easily in and out of my ass.

Opening my eyes I saw the most beautiful set of balls I could ever imagine being lowered to my mouth. As they came closer I opened my mouth to receive them.  Just as my tongue grazed the smooth ball sack he moved slightly forward and his ass was above my mouth.  “Prepare to receive the body of Christ.” A host dropped from the ass cheeks into my mouth.  Immediately his cock pointed to my mouth and he released the golden wine of Satan.  I closed my lips around the fountain and swallowed every ounce of his precious wine.  When the vessel was empty, it was withdrawn from my mouth and the remaining drops were gently wiped across my lips.

The brother fucking me was pounding my ass now and as he drove his demon cock deep within me I pushed against it to drive it farther.

The blue spotlight faded to a blood red and very slowly opened to flood the entire pentagram.

“Fuck me!  Fuck my goddamn ass!” I hissed between clenched teeth.  “Fuck me with the unholy cock of SATAN.”  I yelled.  “FUCK ME GODDAMNIT, FUCK ME IN THE NAME OF SATAN!

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Looking up I was staring into a black mask with only the piercing eyes visible to me.  “Welcome to hell my brother.”   I felt his cock erupt inside me filling me with his burning hot cum.  His cock gave a final thrust and I felt my balls release the torrent of cum that had been building.

Immediately the platform was surrounded by men stroking their cocks.  Separately and together they began to spill their demon seed over my body.

“Welcome to the Unholy Order of the Sons of Satan” said the brother who had fucked me as he pulled off his mask.  It was David.

THE END