CONNECTION TO DARKNESS by Destiny1961

Writer: Destiny1961

Subject: Connection To Darkness

Link: LS666 Email / 17.07.2023

Connection To Darkness

Guess I should start with getting to know myself as I am all mixed up. For the past few years have felt the spiritual and demonic energy from years of searching for a higher power, but one that is different. I have been different since young and while was raised in the church felt out of place. A young boy who felt feminine and yet with some sort of connection to, shall I say, the darkness. I have fornicated with a female cousin and had another cousin who transitioned after meeting Anton LaVey.

I have always been a geek with a wild imagination and wicked mind as felt someone was guiding me. I have always felt what some say was my subconscious guide but in a strange way. The first time I laid down for a male friend it felt like I was penetrated by some sort of demon telling me it is good to use what I have for pleasure. And that first time sucking a man the same as something told me to serve with was given but in a feminine way.

My journey has been weird, to say the least as the more I got into sex it started to become from a feminine standpoint. I remember all it was called with fornication and sin and one best known as sodomy. But as a young boy starting to feel his own body, it was more like what I had. From the first time, I saw the look on my cousin’s face as I exploded inside her to the feel of semen after my buddy fucked me I knew there was something different.

So I started to try and find answers which took me into the darkness and to those demons. But as a mix of geek and one who believed in the spiritual realm, I wanted answers and wanted to feel sexual gratification through sexual service. In touch with a different realm but is there something more? As a geek, we talk about the multiverse and while it is in comics and such is there more? Is there a rip where you can go back in time or forward or even live another life? Can we be just morphing as we go along and who does the morphing?

They say you must invite them for them to come and I have broken through that barrier. I have called or summoned for answers and even done rituals in ways to honor those I have called. I have used candles and incense and offered whiskey and such. I have found myself drawing symbols on myself and even going darker as at points felt guided almost to see if I was loyal, from drinking piss to take my hormones to using a toy without cleaning out and then rubbing the shit on my body.

Although was warned used poppers to give control and have seen myself morph in my mirror and shadows with me. I have felt their touch including when I knew my biggest toy would not fit and yet felt called and as I sat felt the hands guide me down onto it and open me up for it to slide in. I have read where lots like me turn to the dark due to some sort of trauma as a child and as I used a hypnotist years ago had him not only add feminine memories but even wanted some trauma to maybe open my dark mind. But as a child, I needed nothing from a loving family but Catholic.

I have always been somewhat of a sarcastic clown trying to make people laugh and entertain them through a bit of an introvert. Could picture myself as a jester for the king and queen and even got a tattoo of one. Used to picture it and love the whole caste system but would always go from a servant to the lowest as what is called a chattel. Even enjoyed a role play known as second life but once in a certain world not only was changed from boy to trans but went from being a citizen to that chattel to serve sexually. But in nasty ways and it broke my spirit.

I went from being used by all in this sim to sims that had animals and then dragons and then demons. I had already started to do a change with some light hormones to grow breasts and a feminine butt and getting urges to be fucked and suck cock. I have come a long way and ow due to age have gotten heavy and even have bigger moobs and bigger urges to serve the demons. I have started to use more poppers and think about heavier drugs and darker sexual acts and one night as used so many poppers could not walk.

I saw them in the mirror and finally asked how this all started as knew my past was not bad and then as I lay in bed and that door opened and I saw things I heard a voice tell me it would show me something but in a mixed up way. I pictured it like, “Star Wars,” as it said it started in a different place in a different time. I closed my eyes and then it came. I opened my eyes and I am about eight or nine years old. While not sure of much get this feeling I know I have been put out by family. But this is some sort of strange world as it is kind of a steampunk dystopian place.

I was in an alley as I was dropped there due to the family saying I was evil. I was a boy but had these feminine attributes and thoughts. I was caught one night as I saw my parents fornicating. I remember feeling my mom’s energy or shall I say the divine feminine. A few days later was caught fooling around with a sex toy that belonged to my sister and in her panties. I now stand here in a daze as if drug-induced, looking dirty and in some sort of torn-up ballerina outfit and they drew a pentagram on my forehead to show I am evil.

Though I do not know much I know that this world is run by a dark master and I worry because there are stories of our town being run by a trans queen. The story goes that the kingdom finds little boys in alleys and they are taken and never seen again, unless they are different. I begin to walk in the shadows due to the symbol and outfit as I am hungry.

I then hear voices as some say, “Down here, my queen.”

And an entourage comes down. I drop to my knees as someone in the shadows giggles and asks if I am hungry. It is a feminine voice as she tells her people simply, “Feed her,” and I say I am not a girl and then the voice is more stern.

“You are who I say if you wanna eat,” and then again, I simply feed her.

Then I am told if I do as told I will live with her at her castle as the master will love me. I am asked and shake my head yes. She says she sees a lot of herself in me as I watch her entourage drop their pants. One comes over and grabs my head by my ponytail as she tells me to open my mouth. She tells me not to worry as it will be quick and he shoves his cock down my throat. He goes in and out a few times as I gag and spit up and through my nose as well.

He then holds it in my throat as he explodes and that too is expelled through the nose. I am but a male child and yet being used like a bitch. She tells the next one it is his turn and the same thing. I not only do it because I am hungry but I start to feel this feminine horniness. The next one is not as bad and then a third. She then asks her top guy what is wrong as he is fidgety.

He says he has to piss and I am told to open wide. Stick out my tongue as his head is on it and starts to piss then shoves down my throat again. I hear her say that I am special as she can feel it. They are told to bring me home. It now seems to be a few days later as I am lying in some sort of dark canopy bed that looks like it is designed for an evil satanic girl. In walks in a few people and hand me an outfit that looks like a jester. But it also looks kind of steampunk and erotic.

It has an open top around what would be for breasts though I am not even ten. There are no underwear and something that connects to my penis that pulls it between my legs and stretches it. I feel these strange feelings like momma used to warn about demons under the bed. There are candles burning around the bed which seems to be sitting over a pentagram. It is strange as even though of my age I feel this lust and can almost taste semen in my mouth.

There is some sort of tingle between my legs as well. The two there hand me a drink of juice and then all goes blank. When I come to I am kneeling in this dark room and there are two thrones. One has the queen and the other what I assume is the king, though only see this shadow. The only thing I can actually see is both have their hands on the other’s cock which both seem massive. In front of me is this table and a few of their servants stand around me. Then he speaks and his voice is dark and is like many speaking at once.

“So you are lost?” he says and follows by asking me about feeling feminine.

He tells me they will help me find my true self if I will serve as their jester and entertainment. I hesitantly say yes and then her voice goes through me as she shouts to say yes master. I have on a shock collar and get shocked as I say what is needed. They tell me it is more than just changing my looks as it will consist of freedom of the mind and spirit and sexuality.

I am then introduced to the others. One is named Eisbeth and is a spiritualist who will guide my spirit. One is called Inanna/Ishtar and is what would be medical or physical as will help with the change. I am told I will reach into the other realm with the help of the third as she is a witch/warlock as she has no gender and yet has it all. I am commanded to take a drink from a chalice on the table to signify my obedience and surrender. I hesitate and then am shocked again, but this time not just the neck but my penis.

Then I notice something goofy as I have been feeling pressure and it is a butt plug but it has a tail. But it is like it is attached to my spirit as the queen comes to me and strokes it and I get this wild tingle. She asks if I know the true name of a female dog and as I say bitch she giggles as she calls over Eisbeth. She is told to become one with the bitch and we are told to take a few hits of a bong that is on the table.

My mind as young as through this start to feel it get mixed and broken as Eisbeth takes a big hit and then hands it to me. I am already wobbly and becoming more compliant from the drink that was obviously spiked. I start to wonder who would do this to a young girl and then realize I am still a boy. His voice then rings out as he says it is time for the blood ritual I see her crouch over another chalice. She is having her period into the cup as I take a couple of big hits from the bong.

The king and queen partake in their own as we all blow big clouds of smoke and the room gets cloudy. The other guide me into this chair that is leaned back as Eisbeth approaches me. I see the blood running down her legs as she sits on my chest. She rubs her bloody vagina on my nipples in some sort of ritual. The others stand around and begin to chant as the witch summons or something and then my mouth opens and she pours her blood from the cup for me to partake of her.

I feel hands release me from what binds my penis as I get an erection. I am asked if I feel it as the pressure builds in me. Blood runs down my body as she then slides down and sits on my penis. I feel the squish as it enters her bloody vagina. She asks if I want to be a special girl and tells me to ask the gods for it. As I ask I feel her vaginal muscle begin to milk me hard as she asks for the spirits to give her that part.

I get this feeling for which have never felt being a virgin and as I try to hold back I explode inside her. I explode long and hard as I feel my mind break. The witch now holding my head as if putting the feminine spirit into it. I am in a daze as I start to notice the witch back off and now as she and Inanna are lying in a sixty-nine and both are trans. I see the queen as she has now mounted her king and see his massive cock entering her as somehow my spirit has told me this is a sexual ritual.

I get a vision of myself later in life as a shemale and then back to reality. The vision came as everyone had an orgasm. I now hear as I am spent.

“Time to change the bitch,” followed by, “Prepare it for the party,” and I go dark again.

I now have found the third is named Hecate. I am now slightly awake in what seems to be some sort of hospital-type room and am being given something to keep me out of it. My legs are in stirrups as I feel Inanna now being called Ishtar sliding fingers into my asshole. She tells me while I am tight she needs to help or I will be torn apart and slides a speculum into me and starts to spread it. She then grabs needles and puts one in each ass cheek and into my chest, one on each side. She tells me it is a start and she then injects me with hormones.

I then get another vision of this older woman who is worn and doing nasty sexual things with a group of old men. She is a prostitute and is me and then back out of it as I feel pressure in my butt and what will become breasts. She is pumping saline into me to plump me. She begins to slap at my butt to watch it flop for a bit as I hear the voice of the queen.

The mask on my face now changes from anesthesia to what was in the bong as I start to get erect again. Ishtar tells her it is a start for now as she approaches me. I feel her remove the speculum and slide her fingers into me as she massages my prostate. She tells me I am hers as she bends over and takes me in her mouth. She sucks hard as Ishtar puts hands on my chest where my heart and soul are. Her fingers massaging as she sucks and then I explode as my mind starts to break.

I feel a weird tingle as if connected to her as she leans over me. She slaps my puffed butt as she sucks on the puffed breasts and tells me this is the start. I feel the head of her cock against my virgin hole as she tells. The meeting starts here and looks me in the eyes as she pushes into me. She tells me to take her seed as it is that of the divine feminine and prostitute. I feel like my mind is being erased as she explodes inside me. My breasts and cheeks were now pumped to a point of pain as Ishtar told me to bring myself to the party.

Again a blank moment and when I come to being high and tied spread out. Arms and legs spread and a collar and chain this time. I feel like something at a circus as there are all these people around me. There are a few animals like dogs and horses and a table and even some sort of bench. I watch as they have the dogs doing tricks and tell the guests to wait until they see the bitch perform. One of them holds my waist and bounces me so my now big butt and breasts bounce.

The pain starts to break me as now the guests grab floggers and whip my breasts and ass. There is a weight tied to my penis and now hanging and pulling on me as also they put nipple clamps on me with small weights. After a bit of torture there I am let loose and put on the table. They grab candles and start to pour wax on the sore breasts and belly as they pull on my penis.

They insert a few toys in my mouth and ass. But then they even start to stroke and shoot semen and piss on me as well. My mind is now breaking and am no longer sure who I am as now covered in fluids and wax one takes me by the leash and starts to have me on my hands and knees. I am being led by the dogs and perform as they do. I watch though as they tease the dogs and then say the next act is the best.

They guide me to the bench and tie my leash and then start to paddle my ass and flog my back and even wax them. But I watch as one is with the horse and is stroking his cock as it grows. I am bent over as I hear them call for a dog and feel it on my back as they spread my cheeks and tell me bitches are made to be bred. I feel the dog start to hump like a rabbit and then enter me. One of the guests stands in front of me and shoves his cock down my throat as the dog now knots me.

I gag as I am filled from both ends. After another dog then the third. I now am there not even sure if I am human anymore. it is like being high on the strongest drugs as am wobbly and out of it. As I look up I see the horse cock in my face and open my mouth to taste it. They guide it to the back and I feel it over me as they guide it into my wet hole. It is like someone shoving a baseball bat into me as it goes deep a couple of times and then explodes. It goes limp and drops from my hole as what it leaves comes squirting from me.

I lay there spent as I hear the many voices of master say to bring me to him. I am now taken to his special room and kneel at his feet. He asks if I am now who I wanted to be. He asks if I like my boobs and feminine ass. I begin to tell him this was not how I had pictured it as he tells me sometimes we go through pain to get what we want. He tells me this is temporary but can be permanent if I choose to join him. Again I talk about being only a child and he tells me we all start somewhere.

He has me stand and look into the room and there are the others as he tells me all I have to do is ask. I feel his hand rub my butt and slide a finger into me which makes me quiver. Then all the voices as he asks me to be his daughter and I feel something take over. I call out to the others and they kneel and call out and I feel something inside me. I turn and face him and see him in his glory. But his face goes from a handsome man to his evil self. He asks if I can handle that part a d to be his.

What we all believe I see.

The goat’s head and legs and this massive phallus. He asks if I can feel her as what has now entered me is making me horny. I am told to give in and she will be my guide in the shadows to someday take over. Then smoke from his nostrils blow on my breasts and my face as I feel high.

He tells me to join him and kiss him. I lean as we miss and this huge sloppy tongue enters my mouth I move forward. He pulls me closer as he licks my breasts and grabs me by the waist. He has me lifted up above his cock as he asks and I tell him I am his. He calls to what is inside me and I get so horny I shot a load up between our bodies. He tells me I am now his as he slides my body down onto his huge phallus and moves me up and down like a toy. He bounces me up and down as my hole stretches and then fills me. He then slides me off and grabs me by the hand and guides me to a room with a bed.

I ask about the queen and he says she is in me too. He lays down with his massive phallus straight up. It glistens from the juice on it and I slide in and suck it a bit and then sit on in a sign of surrender. He fucks me for hours til I am left lying in his bed gaped and oozing and sticky.

He looks down and says simply, “Your choice.”

Then says he will be back at another time in another place to guide his girl and is leaving her inside me to guide me. Before he leaves he reminds me I am his by choice and there are many out there with needs to take care of and no questions asked as she will come alive to guide me.

“Remember I am the king of this world. you may be his son but are my daughter and will serve as such. Remember the pleasure we shared and how it feels so you can serve without hesitation. The more you serve the closer we will be. You must open your mind and spirit through the drugs then open your body to the sacred phallus.”