Feature Writer: DamienDeath20 /
Feature Title:  Into the Chains (Prelude) /
Story Codes: Horror, Shemale, Cross-Dressing, Demons, NC, Torture /
Synopsis: Every Halloween, the Mothers gather to collect their prey /

Author’s Notes: A.N. Prepare yourselves! This ain’t your traditional love story. This is just the intro to a MUCH larger story which will be released in however long it takes to go through pending lol. I will go into more details about it there but this in the meantime is just to prep you for what’s to come O.o … The Following Contains: Some rapey/kidnappy vibes along with mentions of girlcock raping boybutt, but trust me, the worst is yet to come! Mostly non-con but let’s be real, the boys like it ;DDD THIS IS NOT A SNUFF STORY, and it is not entirely rape, it begins as non-con but after some coercion, becomes consent.

Warning: The Following Contains: Rapeyness of a lotta femboys by demoness women with cocks. BDSM, bondage, cock and balls torture, abuse, degradation, fear play, pissing down boys throats, some violence. Yah, this ain’t no average love story. THAT BEING SAID, it is not and I repeat NOT a snuff story or full on rape story, it is a mindbreak/non-consent into consent where the boys do end up enjoying it.

 

 

 

As he looked down on the fabric material of the couch he grabbed, he noticed that there were several shadows being cast down along it beside his own. More red light illuminated this room but it was bright enough for him to see the several hook shaped silhouettes.

Immediately he looked up.

A red orb which he assumed was a light bulb was the source of light, but dangling all around it were dozens of meat hooks. All softly swaying in an un-felt breeze blowing through. The chains holding them all ran up to the void-like black ceiling that seemed to stretch on into oblivion.

That’s when he heard the first drip hit the floor. Followed by another, and another, and another. A constant drip, drop of liquid pattering down that somehow sounded louder than anything else he could hear. Since the only lighting was red, the color was hard to discern like before, but it didn’t take a genius to figure out what type of fluid it was that was dripping from the hooks.

More blood.

“What the fuck!” He screamed, overlooking the whole scene and ignoring the pain in his shin, he bolted once more to the other end of the living room, and nearly broke the door down as he shoved through it.

It lead to a hallway.

A long narrow hallway, reaching maybe over one hundred feet in front of him with heavy looking doors on each side of him. But at the end of it, there looked to be a window, he could see the very faint glistening of light reflecting on glass. Perhaps moonlight?

It didn’t matter, all that mattered was that he got to it. So with his lungs burning and adrenaline pumping he sprinted. Black hair whipping as the air rushed through his getting sweaty locks. “Just keep running! Don’t stop!”

Now more sounds seemed to wring out around him as he ran. Not just the clanking of chains or drops of blood, this time it sounded like people.

The party goers? He almost had a faint glimmer of hope as he heard them, thinking maybe it was all just convincing graphics and aesthetic after all. Maybe he just overreacted because he’s spazzy. But it didn’t take long for his hopes to be crushed as the sound turned from just muffled voices to clear as day screams from behind the doors.

“FUUUUCK!!”

“AAAHAAAAAA! PLEASE NO MORE!”

“I CAN’T…I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!”

Men and women, screaming, begging for mercy. There were also loud squelching sounds like squishing jello or mixing up pudding. And clapping noises, like flesh was slapping against flesh. Taylor’s mind raced with the possibilities of what kind of evil instruments of torture and torment were being utilized behind closed doors. But his determination to escape doused his desire to help anyone else, he was in full self-preservation mode and couldn’t get to the end of the hallway fast enough.

When he did he all but threw himself into the glass, mainly because he couldn’t stop with his current momentum, but he was also partially hoping that his miniscule ninety-five-pound body would be enough to break through it entirely.

Sadly, that was not the case, but he still made it! All he needed to do was find the latch to open it and then jump out. He didn’t care if he might be a little high up. He didn’t go up any stairs so he had to be at least relatively close to the ground.

“Okay come on, where is it…” He felt along the glass, trying to find a handle or something to grab onto to lift up the glass. Only, there was nothing. Just more glass. “The Hell? What kind of…” He stopped short and took a step back to look up, thinking maybe this was a window that had its latch up top rather that a crank or lever down low. And in doing so, he finally got a look at exactly what type of window it was.

It was framed by black metal and went from floor to ceiling with its size and thickness. It was no ordinary glass, it was a cathedral style window with a designed image emblazoned into it. Female creatures, horned, chained, and pale white skinned…devils were attacking men in the picture, they all appeared naked while the devil girls wore loin cloths and toted pitch forks and blades. Dragging them by their hair, lifting them up over their shoulders and carrying them off into a distant smoldering pit.

“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” He heard her voice again. And he whirled around to face her, standing at the other end of the hall but still approaching. Slowly swinging one foot in front of another. “I hope you think so, cause it’s exactly what I’m going to do to you.” She raised her arms up, slowly trailing her fingertips along the sides of her body. “Mmm…Gods, it’s fucking music to my ears…” Her body swayed with each step as if she was dancing to the screams, the haunting echo of each click caused Taylor to flinch. “Are you gonna sing for me too darling?” She chuckled, “Oh of course you are…”

Taylor stepped back in unison with her steps forward until his back touched the wall beside the glass window. Fear pumping through his body as she closed in on him, eventually causing him to slowly shrink into the corner. Sinking down to the floor, lip quivering and eyes locked on the intimidating form of his stalker. She looked even taller from this lower perspective. “Leave me alone!” He shouted at the top of his lungs, doing his best to muster up any courage he had within him.

All that his demand earned him though was just another half-smile from the towering woman. Now only a few feet away from him and showing no signs of slowing down. She brought a single finger up to her lips and softly shushed the cowering boy, “Sshhhh baby…no more talking…now you’re coming with me…” She bent over, her hand that was at her lips now reaching out to try and grab Taylor.

“NO!” He screamed and on survival instinct, he kicked his feet up under him, dodging underneath her large feminine hand to get in towards her stomach. Then threw all the strength he had into one solid punch into her abdomen, hoping to knock her back to give him enough room to run by and make a break for the exit. However the moment his fist made contact with her solid center, it felt as if his knuckles had punched a rock. “AHH! Owww!” His hand withdrew and he recoiled backward clutching his now throbbing fist to his chest. “Ow, ow, ow, ow!”

The expression on Alex’s face had suddenly changed from sadistic and excited, to just flat out amused and on the verge of laughter. “Oh shit!” She laughed out, her body didn’t move a muscle from the force of the tiny ninety-pound boy’s assault. “Wow, I didn’t know there was a pair of balls beneath those girly legs of yours!” She poked fun of him, resting one hand on her hip as he massaged his knuckles. Her face now taking a darker turn, from humorous, to darker and angrier. “Regardless…you shouldn’t have done that boy…” Her voice rattled toward the end of the sentence. A strange demonic echo shaking up the sound.

Taylor didn’t seem to catch it though as he continued rubbing his hand, “Owwww, I think I broke my hand…” He whined earning an eye roll from her.

“Oh please, you didn’t break it. If you did…” Suddenly his hand wrist was snatched up into her grasp. She moved so fast he almost got whiplash from how quickly she grabbed him, “It would’ve felt more like this…” Both her hands then enclosed over his tiny one and began to squeeze.

“Ow, OW! Stop! Oww!” Taylor yelled and struggled against her as she bit her lip.

She twisted his hand around, enjoying the girly squeaks and squeals of pain he made as he cried out. “Mmmmm…” She moaned, closing her eyes and rotating her neck. Pure bliss flowing through her as she squeezed his hand. His torment was her pleasure. “Mmmm see baby?” She squeezed harder, tears starting to swell up in his eyes. “It’s not broken, it would hurt sooooooo…” She twisted his wrist, “Muuuuuch…” She squeezed harder and harder, and harder… “MORE!”

Taylor felt the tiniest crack in his wrist and he screamed.

His body was dropped down to his knees, finally released from her and he again held his hand close to his body. Mouth agape and eyes watering, the tight twisting pain in his arm thankfully subsided the moment she let go but a dull aching throb still persisted in his arm. However, he could still flex his fingers, it didn’t seem that she actually broke his hand. More like she just sprained it, teasing him with the promise of more pain but not actually delivering it to harm him badly.

“Aaaahh…” He groaned, looking back up at Alex. Hands on her hips and a satisfied smirk on her lips. “You crazy bitch!” Taylor shouted defiantly.

Again she laughed, “Ohh you poor boy.” She raised her leg and suddenly kicked Taylor down to the ground, pressing down on his chest and stepping on him, holding him in place. “You’ve got guts, I like that in my little boys…” In a swift shift of movement, the taller woman bent down and dove her hand into the long black locks on Taylor’s scalp and grabbed a tight fistful. Then pulled him up closer to her, awkwardly manipulating his body due to her both pulling him up and stepping down on him. However she managed just fine and got him up close to her face, staring deep into his blue orbs. “Please, keep up that sweet struggling, I like it when guys run away and try to fight. It just means I get to be rougher with you later.”

The horror filled look in his eyes fueled her growing arousal, and she didn’t spare him another word as she stood back up all the way and removed her heeled shoe from his chest, but did not release her hold on his hair. Then she turned and proceeded to walk back down the hall the way they came, dragging him the entire time.

“Owww! Aaah! Stop! Let me go! AAAH!” Taylor kicked and screamed, batted at her hand with his own that wasn’t still sore. The pain from her unkind tugging was enough to cause tears to spill out in addition to his verbal cries. Not that she seemed to care in the slightest.

Now his own shrieks and pleas joined with the endless song of merciless torment, playing all around him while he was dragged. This had to be a nightmare, never in his life did he think he would end up in a situation like this. The world was moving in slow motion, her intimidation figure pulling him along like he was a bag of trash. Her tiny giggles and cooing sounds made the whole experience even more haunting. There was no humanity in her, she didn’t care that he was afraid, terrified. “What does she want with me!?”

As long as she got what she wanted, she didn’t care.

She took him all the way through the hall, even striking up a sadistic whistle about halfway through. She may as well have been taking a stroll through the park. Followed by the odd living space rooms that he bolted straight through, eventually making it all the way back to the kitchen area. Not once did she give him any reprieve from her grip on his hair pulled taught in her fingers.

Only when he felt the cool kitchen tiles beneath him did the hold she had loosen the slightest. But it was short lived as he was then hoisted up high in the air by, you guessed it, his hair. “AAAH! OWWW! PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWN!” Taylor shrieked, his legs now kicking out wildly, swinging in all directions. Sometimes hitting her, sometimes not. His inferior sized hands trying to claw through her fist to free himself.

Alex just smiled at him through this, taking in the funny scene of his ‘mid-air’ struggling. But then obliged by his request and held him aloft over the large empty sink, “Okay baby!” And let go.

The ninety-pound boy plopped into the metal container with an ‘ouff!’ He was thankful to finally feel the stinging of her hair pulling relent. But she didn’t plan on letting him off easily just yet, her hand slammed down onto him again, but this time it grabbed his petite throat and squeezed. “Aghgggck!” Taylor gagged and grasped at her wrist again.

She bit her lip, feeling him desperately wrestling with her as she took his breath away from him. While she enjoyed this, it was time for her to get rid of those annoying clothes he wore. He was never going to need them ever again, unless she deemed it necessary. So time to say bye-bye.

With speed and strength unknown to him, she dug her claws into the side of Taylor’s shirt. Thankfully he was too distracted with her hold on his neck to notice the sharp dagger like protrusions coming from her fingertips. She tugged and with audible ripping sounds, the cloth tore away. His simple shirt briskly being removed from his torso with just a move of her arm.

His pants followed immediately after while he continued to fight her, she cut through them easily. Shredding and tearing every stitch of fabric like it was warm butter. When his bare butt touched the cool metallic sink, he began to panic even more. Eyes wide open, horrible throaty cries and garbled shouts coming from him while he was stripped down to his vulnerable birthday suit. Occasionally her nails raked along his flesh lightly scratching, not enough to draw blood, but enough for him to feel a slight sting. Alex even made quick work of his shoes and socks, ripping them apart and leaving them completely unrecoverable.

All the while keeping eye contact with him, watching his sweet expressions of fear.

“Theeere we go, now you’re almost ready.” She took a moment to molest his small, skinny, pale body with her eyes. His tiny pink nipples were hard, and judging by the fact that it wasn’t cold in here, she knew they were hardened by pure adrenaline. “Adorable” But even those paled in comparison to his cute little cock, semi-hard in a state of fear and energy pulsing through him. His testes were maybe the size of berries, and his length couldn’t have been more than maybe three inches hard. A poor little excuse for manhood that could never EVER satisfy a woman. Hell, with that long black hair coming down his shoulders and this thin effeminate body, he might as well have been a woman! “He’s fucking perfect for us.”

After he was naked, Alex lifted him again by his throat, pulling him out of the sink and into the air like before. His eyes were beginning to loll back from lack of air. She reached down into one of the cupboards below the countertops and opened it up to extract a long sturdy chain that was coiled up beside dozens of others. It rattled loudly on the floor, chiming along with the chains she constantly dragged behind her.

Since his hands were so occupied trying to free himself, they were easy to grab. And since he was on the verge of passing out, there was little to no resistance anymore as she took the chains and slowly began wrapping his hands. The last thing he felt before he lost consciousness, was the cold metal tightening around both his wrists. Painfully the links squeezed his boney wrists making it feel like the circulation might be cut off if it went any tighter.

‘CLANG’

Taylor was rudely awakened to a probing tongue shoved between his lips, quickly he had to shake his mind from the fog of unconsciousness to figure out what was happening. Both his arms were now raised up high above his head, suspended by the chain wrapped around them, his face was cradled in the hands of his large tormentor Alex. She kissed him now hard, raping his mouth with her tongue and beating his relentlessly.

“Mmmm…I taste you…your innocence. Sweet little thing…” She whispered to him in between his groggy attempts to wrench his face away. “You’re going to be so filling…”

It was then he realized that he was actually still off the floor. His bare feet dangled several feet off the ground as he was suspended, hanging from one of dozens of meat hooks above. Taylors eyes darted around the room, trying to get a beat on where he was now. They weren’t in the same kitchen area anymore. Or at least…it didn’t look the same. Alex leaned over and started biting and licking along his soft neck, causing him both to wince slightly, but get a better look around them.

There was a medical table rolled up behind her with a clear bottle of alcohol, a few more small chains and pieces of twine or rubber. Some odd looking tools that he didn’t recognize and a large spiked scepter, leaning up against the side of it. This sight quickly caused Taylor to begin waking up again. Even more so as she grabbed his chin again and forced another kiss upon him.

He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to lock his teeth, but with an inhumanly strong tongue she pushed through and broke in again. “Mmmgh!” Taylor groaned.

Alex wanted for a moment to push the full length of her foot long tongue down his throat and into his neck, but resisted the temptation for now. There would be plenty of time to toy with him in all manners of ways later on. She just had to get him prepped for now, if she started early, she’d never make it downstairs.

She released him from their French kiss and circled around the suspended boy like a shark, running her fingers through his silky smooth black locks. “Gods you are gonna be such a perfect little girl here.”

Taylor tried to turn his head to face her, “What?!” But before he could her fist gripped his hair tightly pulling it back, “Aah!”

He was shushed while Alex reached by him to pick up a few of the ties on the table. “Shhh just relax and let me do my thing.” His hair was parted in the back and he felt her lifting up large portions of it, followed by her pulling it together and tying it around into two hanging braids. She gave him a pair of ponytails. “I like my little bitches to look girly.”

Again Taylor attempted to twist his head free but was only met with painful tugs to his ample amount of hair and reluctantly had to wait for her to finish styling it like a girls. Before he could get another word in though, Alex dropped down from working on his head, to below his lower back where his exposed ass was. And without even so much as a warning, she dove in now raping his ass hole with her ever-probing tongue. “AAH! Stop! Why are you doing that!?”

The woman only responded with a snicker as she licked his virgin ass hole. Sticking about four inches of her appendage into the tight hole was the most incredibly teasing sensation she’d experienced for a while. There was nothing sweeter than a pure virgin boy’s tight booty, and she lovingly rand her tongue all around inside his clenching walls. She twisted and curled it forcing him to squirm and kick trying to get away. But nothing she couldn’t handle, she took hold of his thighs as he fought her and held him in place as she kissed and nibbled his delightful star.

Taylor was mortified, he had never experienced anything touching that place back there like this. Her tongue was wet, very warm and felt almost slimy as it slid up his rear causing his toes to curl. It was strange, and uncomfortable. But then again, this whole night had been those two things so by this point, this wasn’t that out of the ordinary for his evening so far.

He cried out and yelled at her to let him go, calling her something like ‘a crazed fetish bitch’ or ‘a kidnapping rapist?’ Maybe? She wasn’t really listening, far too enamored with licking up and down his ass crack and penetrating it like it was a pussy, and her tongue the cock.

Good practice for him, considering what was going to happen soon.

After a minute or two of rimming, she figured that should be enough prep for his first night here and she withdrew her tongue with a quick ‘schlick!’ This elicited a weak mewl of disgust from him as she did it.

She then stood up after giving his bottom a nice pat, then walked back around him over to the table. Her fingers idly traced around the numerous items scattered about it, she seemed to be deep in thought, taking her time in selecting whatever instrument of perversion she was going to use on him. Taylor meanwhile just hung from the chain, still feeling uncomfortable about the odd tingling feeling she left in his butt from her licks, and even more worried about whatever she planned to do next.

“Hmm…you know…” She started, leaving the table again to stand face to face with him. Quickly reaching down to grab his entire boy hood, soft cock and balls in one of her larger feminine hands.

“Ah!” Taylor yelped again in surprise. Eyes going wide as she held him in a firm grip. Not tight enough to really hurt him, but tight enough to let him know that she had the power. And if she wanted she could turn him into a girl with just one good pull.

“You should be thanking me.” She said calmly. “I mean, look at this little dick…” She squeezed a little tighter. Taylor’s lips trembled in fear that she would crush his balls. “No woman would ever be satisfied with this tiny pathetic excuse for a prick you have down here.” Her hand tugged his genitals, teasing him as she pulled all of his bits around in a circle. Stretching the skin out uncomfortably, despite his fear though, his body was reacting to the tight stimulation of his lower parts. His nipples had gone rigid and she could feel his squeezed cock starting to lightly pulse, like blood wanted to pump into it and make it hard but couldn’t because of her grip. “Your hands should be happy too, now they don’t have to waste their time playing with it trying to get you off. All those worries are gone forever now.”

Taylor almost felt like he was going to cry, “P…please…don’t…”

“Awww…don’t what sweetie?” Alex tugged a few more times.

He shook his head, “Don’t…pull it off…” His eyes were getting glassy, the thought of being castrated in the most brutal of ways making his heart boom in his chest harder than ever before.

Alex almost looked shocked as he said this. “What? Oh honey!” She actually laughed as he said this. “I’m not gonna ACTUALLY make you a girl, no, no, no noooo…” She leaned in and gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek. “Buuuuut…I’m not gonna let you use your little bitch boy dick either.”

Now it was Taylor’s turn to be confused, “Huh? What do you mean?”

“Weeellll…” Alex turned around and grabbed something off the table. “First things first, this!” She brought up the object relieving his boyhood from her death grip. And before he could blink, a metal object was suddenly forced into his mouth. It was a mouth retractor.

“AGGCKK!” He screamed and jerked his body again. There just seemed to be no escaping her though. The hard palate was shoved deep inside preventing him from closing his jaw, and she turned on a small lever on the side, twisting it and spreading the retractor out further and further opening his mouth as wide as it would allow without completely popping. “AAAAHHHH!” He couldn’t bite down against the metal, it was impossible to form any words as he couldn’t move his lips.

“Oh stop complaining you wuss. You’re lucky I’m letting you keep those teeth.” Alex said threateningly, turning the lever a few more times until it clicked. “There we go!” She said locking it in place, “Next!” She then crouched down, squatting in front of the boys hanging body. She took the tip of his flaccid dick and lifted it up high to see his cute little boy balls, “It’s time to make sure this little thing won’t get any use now.” Again she reached back to the table and picked up some small chain and wrapped it around the base of his dangling sack. Tying a tight not, she at a time had thought about getting an elastrator for her boys. But she didn’t want them to COMPLETELY lose their testicles. Torturing their balls was half the fun when it came to abusing her sluts. So simply tying them up worked for now.

Taylor still struggled on, trying to lift his hands high enough above the hook to free himself but he was too securely bound. Completely at her mercy as she bound his naughty bits. The tight stretching feeling caused him to wince again, his balls attempting to swell as circulation was being restricted. Thankfully, it wasn’t too painful, but it wasn’t pleasant either.

“Taaaaaylooor…” She sang out again to draw his attention back down at her rather than trying to escape. She now held up a new object, yet again something she procured from the medical table. This one looked the scariest of all.

“Wh-what is that?” Taylor thought unable to actually say the words now that his mouth was locked open.

It almost looked like a miniature coffin with a hole on the end. Made entirely out of a black metal, with multiple steel studs on the inside. Not sharpened but came to a dull rounded off point simulating the nails of what looked like an old style iron maiden. And much to his horror, Alex brought it up to his penis, still held by the tip in her other hands. He now realized why it was this small and shaped in such a way.

A cock iron maiden.

Slowly Taylor shook his head, this caused Alex to grin wide and nod hers. “It’s time for your cock to meet its new hoooomeeeee!” Slowly, evilly, she laid his shaft out into the center of the device allowing him to feel the studs. Again, they weren’t sharp like actual nails, but when it was closed, they would press hard into his flesh. And if for any reason he got aroused, the iron maiden would get tighter, and tighter, and tighter…

“AAAGGH! AAAAAEEEHH!” He screamed, struggling with all his strength. Alex’s sick laughter nearly being drowned out by his cries for mercy.

“Here, baby…this will make it all feel better.” And she clamped it shut.

Taylor’s vision went white, awful guttural sounds erupted from his neck as he screamed again. His body going rigid as the studs pressed harshly into his prick. Dull throbbing pain pulsed through his pelvis as his cock was crushed into the toy. All except his tiny tip was poking out and his tightly tied balls hanging below it. He flailed wildly, the chains loudly rattling above him, only serving to make matters worse however as the weight of the metal cage went with him. But soon his energy faded again and all he could do was hang there limply, looking down at the toy encaging his poor cock. “Gggckkuuuhhhh…” He gargled out. Some drool slipping out from his open mouth and down his bare chest. He heaved for breath as the initial shock and constrictive nature of the sexual torture device began to subside.

Alex stood up again and leaned in close, hands on her knees so she could see eye to eye with him. There was still fear, pain, and sadness in his eyes but something else too. His will was still there, it hadn’t broken yet and he looked back at her with inner strength still in his big blue orbs. “High tolerance for pain huh?” She giggled, “My sisters are gonna love you!”

“SISTERS!? WHAT!!???”

Once again, Alex returned to the medical table and picked up a large collar and a length of chain about four feet or so long. The collar had about five rows of tiny spikes on it circling the entire leather band. Humming a soft tune, she walked around Taylor again and wrapped the collar nice and snugly around his petite neck and clipped it shut, connecting it by the front to the chain as well securing him on a leash. “Alright! You’re all set to go!” She reached up to where the chain on his hands hung him on the hook and effortlessly lifted his weight up off of the hook, dropping him to the floor.

He fell to his knees immediately and brought his hands up to try and pry the retractor out of his mouth. Alex allowed him to do this, knowing fully that there was no way he could take it off. Only she knew how it could be removed, and it would be when she felt like removing it. His eyes darted up to her with a look of anger and defiance though as he continued to try. But when he was met with zero success, he decided to try and get the cock maiden off of his dick instead. Also unfortunately for him, to no avail.

It was sealed shut and Alex was the only one with the key, he was still mostly soft right now so the studs were uncomfortable but not painful yet. He just needed to make sure he didn’t get hard or they would press in hard.

“Now come along!” She said bouncing the chain in her grip, “Let’s go see how my daughters and nieces are doing. I’m sure they’ll love to meet you.” She retrieved the scepter still leaning against the table, then began to walk away from him, his leash in hand. Of course though Taylor resisted and didn’t move. The chain quickly becoming taught as he pulled back, not allowing her to take him without a fight. Taylor managed to get up to his feet, grasping at his leash in an attempt to pull that off too. Alex sighed, “Are you really gonna make this harder on yourself Taylor baby?” Spinning on her heel she faced him again. “By all means go ahead, it’s just gonna make it more fun for me.” It was almost as if it happened in slow motion, Alex winded her leg up backward and then swung it forward hard, kicking Taylor in his swollen up ballsack with the blunt end of her high heels.

“GGCKGH!” Was the only sound he could make along with some more spit coming out of his open lips. It felt like he was lifted off the ground with how powerful that strike was. His stomach flipped upside down and he felt nausea rush up his body from the blunt pain that bolted up his belly. He fell to his knees a second time feeling tears finally start to well up and his throat gargled out more odd noises of pain.

Alex approached his hunched over form, he was face down so all he saw were her shoes, but he could hear her loud and clear. “Awww, poor little boy.” One of her shoes was lifted up disappearing from his vision, but he felt it soon after as she lightly stepped down on the back of his head, sinking him all the way so his cheek was against the floor. She clicked her tongue, “Tsk, tsk, tsk, not so tough now are you slut?” She pressed the front of her shoe down a little more and rotated it like she was stepping out a cigarette, “Are you gonna be good now? Hmm? Or do I need to give those balls another reminder of whose the bitch here?” Quickly this time Taylor shook his head on the floor and tried to say the word ‘No.’ “You gonna be good?” Alex asked again. Taylor nodded his head against the floor. “Good boy. Let’s go.”

Her foot was removed from the back of his head and she turned to leave again, this time at a brisk pace and not caring when she was met with the chain being pulled tightly again. Taylor however this time didn’t try to defy it, and quickly crawled after her to keep up. Getting kicked like that hurt…a lot. And he didn’t want another shot to his baby maker again, or he might not be able to make babies anymore with another strike like that.

She walked him like a dog back to the one hundred foot hallway, where those sounds of horrible screams and moans echoed almost on an endless loop. He had to move his limbs fast to keep up with Alex since his hands remained shackled. Only instead of taking him into one of the rooms on either side, she stopped at the very beginning of the hall, and hit a hidden button disguised as a side panel in the wall.

There was a loud ‘Ker-chunk’ and the side of the wall slid forward to a point, then over to the side revealing a secret doorway with a long set of stairs going down.

Right away his ears were assaulted with the sounds from before, only much louder now. They weren’t coming from the doors in the hall, they were coming from downstairs. The same cries of what sounded either like horrible agony or pure ecstasy. He wasn’t sure which one it was definitely. But one thing was clear, there were female voices laughing, belittling what sounded like dozens of males who were begging for mercy.

“Take that cock bitch!”

“Happy Halloween you little fuck!”

“Don’t you fucking pass out on me you cock sucking fag!”

Immediately a wafting scent blasted him in the face like he walked into a wall. A very strong, pungent smell of sweat and sex radiated from the staircase before him. Not the smell of blood and gore like he was afraid he would be walking (or really crawling) into. But the smell of straight up sex.

As she did before, she tugged on his chain urging him to begin crawling behind her while she descended the steps. His mouth was starting to ache from his jaw being stuck in this wide open state, but begrudgingly he soldiered on. Awkwardly fumbling to climb down the stairs behind her on all fours.

“Good boy, you may last longer than I thought.” Alex said darkly tossing him a few glances over her shoulder.

Taylor tried to growl up at her, really his only way of verbally fighting back. But this time, as they went straight down the stairs and he looked back up at her. It was there he got a nice view up the leather skirt she wore beneath the apron. A full view of her glorious pear-shaped waist and pliable ass cheeks were before him while he crawled beneath her.

Obviously, he was in a bad situation, but the human body could be pretty damn primal at times even in moments where the fear of death or mutilation was present. And he was forced to remember why he came here in the first place.

He wanted to get some of that ass! And even though Taylor never really considered himself into anything kinky or having any preference towards certain fetishes. But he couldn’t deny, being trapped in this chastity device, collar and leash around his neck like a doggy, and a contraption keeping his mouth wide open, and on the way to what looked to be a sex dungeon. This whole thing, wasn’t exactly…too outrageous. People have probably had far worse fantasies than this, and it was actually…a little hot.

The whole reason he came to this party was for sex anyways, he just wasn’t hoping for something as dark as this of course. So watching this pair of beautiful pillowy ass cheeks jiggling in front of him as she walked was at least a nice view.

It didn’t get to last for too long however as she suddenly stopped walking and Taylor went face first into her soft butt by the out of nowhere halt in her movement. He scrambled back a bit and looked up at her again to see her looking down at him from over her shoulder again.

She snickered at him, “Watch it bitch.” Her hips moved back to push her ass into his face again, “I don’t think you can handle an ass like mine.” She bounced herself on her toes a few times to shake her ass in his face, essentially, making her ass clap. Taylor rolled his eyes and tried to reply to her, of course it only sounded like ‘Ehhwuueehhh.’ But somehow, Alex believed that she understood what he was trying to convey. “Oh? What’s that? You think you can? Well than tough guy.” Taylor raised his eyebrows, and Alex lifted her leg to step entirely over the chain, situating it between her thick thighs. Then she bent over to look between her legs at Taylor also causing her skirt to ride up and show off her ass completely. She gripped the chain tightly with both her hands. “Well than, put your money where your mouth is.” And she pulled hard.

Taylor flew forward as his face was forced directly in between her cheeks and his vision went pitch black and all air left him. She then pushed her weight backwards completely until she was sitting down on the stairs, and on his face.

A loud muffled cry came from beneath her new chair as she opened her legs and twisted her hips. Gyrating and grinding her booty on him, applying her full weight into his open mouth and small head. His legs kicked out under her and his bound hands desperately slapped at her legs, all the while his covered mouth tried to plead for mercy. “Well!? Having fun bitch?! Huh!?” She lifted herself maybe an inch and dropped back down on his head again. “Yeah, I…didn’t…think…so!” She repeated the movement with each word, until finally standing again and lifting herself up off him completely. Taylor gasped sucking in the musky scented air and heaved a few more breaths after, clutching at his now sweaty face. “Oh don’t be a baby.” Alex said, stepping back over the chain and continuing back down the stairs. Pulling on his chain and yanking him downward.

Still in a daze from the sudden suffocation, he didn’t have time to rally himself back onto all fours and tumbled down the last few steps as she dragged him. Each step bumped into his sides and his bottom painfully until he skidded to the solid floor. But he wasn’t given much time to situate himself on the platform as Alex continued walking into this new hallway, heading to the first door on the right ahead of them, dragging him along the whole way.

Taylor managed to regain some of his strength and propped himself up on all fours to crawl along at her side. She stopped once they got to the doorway, similarly to the entrance from above the stairs, this door was much larger than any normal one he’d seen in the world. Obviously, it was sized to accommodate the Amazonian height that Alex was sporting.

Room 1

“Hey Molly, you having a fun time this Halloween?” Her voice snapped his attention away from the doorframe, and into the room before him.

“Yes! I’m having an awesome time Mom.” Another woman, nearly the spitting image of Alex, except maybe a little shorter, turned her head to look over her shoulder at the pair. It almost stunned Taylor for a moment as he thought he was seeing a twin of his captor. Same voluptuous body, same dark hair, same intimidating height especially with the black high-heeled pumps she wore, but the voice was different. Hers was a bit higher pitched and more sweet sounding. She turned about fully and stepped to the side slightly, “I’ve got so many new teddies to play with now! It’s so great!”

The raven-haired boy nearly felt his lower jaw clatter to the ground at what she revealed behind her. And in her arms…

Cradled in her grasp was a man, maybe a little older than teenage years, dressed up in a light brown Teddy bear costume, complete with ears and all almost like a onesie. Except where the butt flap would normally be, there wasn’t one, it was just a ripped open hole revealing his rear end. She held him practically in a bear hug, his body bent in half with his knees to his chest and his lower legs dangling helplessly in front of him. There were two tiny puncture holes on the side of his exposed neck.

Behind the two of them, Taylor could see sprawled out on a bed and the floor, three more male bodies. All of them laying about, exhausted, heaving for breath, and all dressed in similar teddy bear outfits.

But the most disturbing part of it all to Taylor, was what was going on by the boy’s exposed bottom. Molly, gyrated her body a bit, lifting her ‘Teddy’ up and dropping him back down onto her waist. Where Taylor saw for the first time, a huuuuge girthy cock being crammed into his asshole.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?”

“Hmm…he looks a little pale their sweetie.” Alex said examining the one in her daughters’ arms.

Molly shrugged, “He should be, I’ve been drinking him since I got him. He’s sooooo yummy mom!” She said sounding like an excited child. “And see, he even managed to take all of me.” She held the man’s body a little tighter as she said that and lifted him up so that her hunk of girl meat would slowly slide out of his used-up asshole. Taylor’s eyes getting wider and wider as she continued to lift him, but her cock wouldn’t stop coming! It was like an endless tube of meat that just went on forever, probably close to coming out that boys mouth.

Thankfully that wasn’t the case as after about a foot of her flesh was removed from his rectum, the head finally came into view, and she pulled it free to allow his ass to gape for a moment before closing immediately after being emptied. Taylor had never seen a cock this big before, not even in pornos. And her balls were like two softballs dangling below her long appendage. “What the fuck have I gotten myself into?”

“Hey? Teddy Bear? Come on? Eyes up.” Molly snapped her fingers a few times, trying to wake up her recently impaled victim who seemed to have fallen into a bit of a daze. But nothing a few gentle slaps to the face couldn’t fix, which she applied causing him to blink repeatedly and look up at her. “My Mom brought us a visitor, why don’t you give him a smile for me?” She told him.

And wordlessly, the nearly unconscious boy in her grasp looked down at the still shocked Taylor, and gave him a weak, clearly out of it smile. But not two seconds after she said, “Good boy!” And dropped him roughly back onto her anaconda of a cock.

“GUUCCKKGK!” He practically retched as her dick gut punched him from the harsh re-insertion.

Alex though, looked very impressed while Taylor watched in horror. “Wow honey, only an hour with him and you’ve already got him trained. Great job!” Molly smiled proudly, while the victim in her arms head fell in defeat. “Now you see Taylor baby…” Taylor jumped as his captor’s attention was suddenly back on him, “My daughter has got sixteen inches of fuck stick crammed up that stupid bitches’ ass. Do you think you could take all that?” She asked leaning down over him and tilting her head. But Taylor was paralyzed in her gaze, unable to answer her with anything but a tremble of his lips. Alex grinned, “Heehee, oh just wait until you feel me.”

Suddenly her large hand grabbed his ample dark hair, and palmed his head like a basketball. Pressing his face directly into the front of her apron. “MMMBLLMM!!” He tried to yell, but his mouth was forced shut by the oddly hot, tubular shape forming a bulge in the material. It ran nearly all the way down her thigh, bigger than what the girl Molly has. A much bigger beast was contained behind the leather skirt.

“Mmm, yeah…” She grunted before pulling him back, allowing him to catch his breath. Tears were forming in his fearful eyes, looking repeatedly between her and the giant log in her skirt. “That’s right bitch, you better be taking notes from that little teddy bear my daughters fucking. And be ready to listen, do what you’re told, and maybe you’ll learn to like it here. Now come!” She jerked the chain she held and yanked Taylor by the collar out of the doorway, back into the hall.

Before the room was out of sight though, he saw Alex’s daughter shout, “Weee!” As she spun around and leaped back toward the bed, taking her victim with her. She plopped onto the mattress, him face first, laying her weight on his body and allowing him to take the full impact. Her cock managing to punch in even deeper into his belly as she did this.

She leaned up on her arms and continued to grind down into him now, her cock never leaving his body, and a happy little giggle resounding from the room as Taylor was dragged away. Along with muffled moaning and creaks of a mattress while she continued to rape her victim.

Room 2

Alex dragged him along and stopped at the next room on the left side of the hall, Taylor at this point felt so distraught and at a loss that he didn’t even bother trying to get up. He just crawled beside her and knelt, Alex took notice to this and smiled, “You’re learning your place already my little bitch. Good, that means you’ll last a little longer.” Quickly she released his chain with one hand and grabbed one of his pony tails with it, yanking him back over towards the bulge in her skirt again. She chortled as she saw the scrunched-up look of disgust and fear on his face, “Poor baby.” Her other hand grabbed her large breast and gave it a squeeze, feeling her lust for him already mounting.

She wasn’t sure if she’d be able to get him downstairs before she’d lose it and have him.

His eyes were squeezed shut at the intense heat and heady smell of her cock radiating out of her skirt, but he managed to peak one eye open long enough to look inside the room.

“Hi momma.” Another woman said from inside, she sat on a bed to the left of the room. Completely naked aside from a similar masquerade mask that her mother wore, she was half lying down with her upper body supported by one of her elbows while her other arm was reaching out and toying with the suspended boy in front of her. He too was nude and was hanging upside down, tied up, bound in a bungie cord like rope. His arms bound behind his back and a blindfold around his eyes, while his mouth was being lowered onto an eighteen-inch killer cock. The beast protruding from the girl’s pelvis with cantaloupe sized balls resting on the bed beneath it. Similar to her mother’s dick both in appearance and thickness.

Alex smiled, “You having fun too Sandra?”

The 6’5 brunette nodded, “Yup, I’ve been going for an hour and a half and I’m not gonna stop now. I’m about to drop an eight load into this cock suckers stomach.” Her hand playfully pushed on the boys arm, spinning him around in a circle as he was forced to suck on the girthy monster prying his mouth open. He was rigged up to a mechanism that allowed her to lower him repeatedly onto her dick as well as spin him freely, giving him beyond full mouth quite the workout from her huge head.

She raped his mouth, bucking her hips upward enough so that Taylor could see the bulge of her length passing through his throat. The killer cock easily able to reach down his gullet where her loads easily found their way to his stomach. Which was bloated incredibly, his belly looked as if he was six months pregnant.

“Mmm…sounds nice honey.” Alex said, still holding Taylor’s face to her crotch, absentmindedly stroking his black hair a bit and pressing him harder against it. It felt like she was trying to push his face through the cotton apron and leather of the skirt so that his mouth would touch her flesh.

She stayed there, just rubbing Taylor’s face into her covered dick and watching as her daughter played with the poor suspended soul. Continuing to push him, spinning him around and around while also lowering and lifting him, forcibly sucking her cock in an unbelievably lewd display of forced oral sex.

Her daughter picked up her pace after a fashion, raising her legs up on her tip toes to get better leverage with her thrusting, biting her lip as well as she heard the muffled gurgled moans coming from her bound boy. “Ugggh FUCK!” She reached up and grabbed hold of the cordage holding him up and literally lifted her entire body off the bed, quickly hooking her legs around the back of the boys head. Locking them around his neck and pulling his mouth completely onto her cock, his nose buried in her hefty balls. She swung on him almost like a chandelier, tugging and pulling his restrained body down with her full weight and humping into his face. Alex watched impressed as her daughter quite actually ‘swing-fucked’ her toy’s face. She moaned at first, but quickly transitioned to growling like a lion in heat as she felt her next orgasm rise from her unlimited supply of baby batter in her balls. They pulsed and flexed against his nose as he could feel the syrupy spunk pumping up out of them and coursing into his throat that quickly became over flooded. Thick white slime like fluid burst from the boys nearly sealed lips and plastered all about her pelvis and his face. Her cum spewing like a fire house down his throat and into his bloated tummy. Taylor watching in horror as his stomach went from about six months pregnant, to easily nine in an instant.

Sandra practically fell off of the suspended boy, bouncing a bit on the bed and lifted her victim up off of her still steely cock, allowing a geyser of her spunk to burst from his lips as he sputtered for air. “Ugggghhh…haaah…gguh…please…I’m..s-soo full…”

“Excuse you?” Sandra sat up further, “You think your full? Um, no you are not!” She lifted her leg and planted a firm, but not assaulting, kick to his still spinning body. Sending him now swinging slightly back and forth in front of her. “You’ve only had eight loads young man, we’re just getting started!” She kicked him again, ensuring that she landed the hit on his side to continue his spinning. Audible distressed moans came from his mouth, along with slight sounds of nausea, he was blindfolded, but he could very much still feel the world spinning. “And don’t you fucking throw up on me you little bitch. You’re keeping every fucking drop I give you in your whore stomach got it!?” Again, she kicked, keeping him whirling and swaying about.

“Uuuuhhhnnn…” He groaned, “Yess Mistresss…”

Sandra nodded firmly, lifting her foot and stopping his swinging by holding him in place. “Good boy. Now, it’s time to get started stuffing the other end, heehee!” She giggled and using her foot, once more tapped his side several times in a row, spinning him faster and faster for her own entertainment.

Alex rolled her eyes, “Just make sure he doesn’t pop sweetie, you’re not getting another one for a few days.” She said as she tugged on Taylor’s collar again, taking her leave to the hall.

Room 3

“Come on boy.” Alex tugged the chain in her hand again, but she wasn’t so much dragging him anymore. He seemed to finally wake up to his predicament and obediently followed her around on all fours like a good puppy while they approached the third room on the right. “Milly? Lily? How are you two doing?” She called out peering inside.

‘Hello Mother!’

‘Hello Mother!’

The twin girls said in unison, two blondes’, also in masquerade masks could be seen in this room. Both of them working on tying yet another teenage boy to a bench in the far corner.

Among the two of them in the room, was a second man’s body laying on the floor. He was breathing, but barely, and boy did he look wrecked. His mouth hung open with his jaw definitely popped out of place and overstretched. Pools of cum formed beneath his face where the sticky liquid oozed out of his mouth and nose. His stomach was as over bloated as the boy from the previous rooms was. “Oh boy, please tell me you two didn’t ruin one of your treats already?” Alex asked sounding disgruntled.

One of the girls looked up from her work with the ropes and said, “Uuummmmm, I think we might have broke that one just a little.”

“Well no shit.” Alex replied, “His eyes are rolled all the way back, looks barely even there!”

The other twin now spoke up, “We didn’t completely break him! We made sure he was still alive Mother! We just keep forgetting that you can’t cram two cocks into a tiny little mouth like that. So we’re going to be more careful and stretch this bitch out instead!”

Their mother rolled her eyes almost comically, then looked back down at Taylor. His petrified eyes glanced back up at her, only to blink back down at her pelvis as he saw her pushing the apron to the side and fiddling with the hem of her skirt. Lifting it up so that he could see her huge monster for the first time, even though it was still limp for now.

It flopped down out of its confines and he felt the shockwave of air whoosh by him as it fell, the large bulbous head spilling a small stream of precum. Continuously coming, like a faucet left on a low setting. “That’s right bitch.” She began, “As soon as I start getting excited, he starts leaking, and boy…have you riled me up. So expect a looooot.” She released her skirt to take hold of her giant hunk of meat. Gripping it’s thickness firmly and massaging it, “Hmmm, you know what, it’s time for you to meet him. Here you go bitch!” She said and suddenly jerked Taylor by the leash again and lifted her dick up to meet his face.

“Aaaaheehh!” Taylor whined through his locked open mouth.

She slapped him in the face with her monster, going from one side of his face, to the other. Making sure that his senses were overloaded by her cock. Her pre-cum splattering about and some drops of it landing on his helpless tongue. It felt like he was being kicked in the head with a slightly less firm baseball bat. She rubbed it all over, smushing her musky scent over his reddened cheeks, the limp monster claiming dominion over his sight, smell, hearing, touch, and taste senses.

Finally after about thirty seconds of this, Alex pulled her cock back and lined her tip up with his open lips. “Here boy, give Snider a little kiss…” Then pushed it forward, Taylor’s eyes shooting wide open as he felt the velvety smooth tip touch his moist tongue inside. The mouth retractor actually served to stop it from fully going inside, but a decent portion of her head got in and sealed his mouth shut with her flesh. Immediately Taylor panicked, and tried to mumble words of plea against her appendage, but all that Alex replied with was another command. “Mmm, stick out your tongue and lick the hole…” Again, Taylor shot her an ‘you’ve gotta be kidding me,’ look, “You think I’m playing bitch? Lick my fucking piss slit!” She slapped him under his chin, the retractor keeping his jaw from biting down, then grabbed his face and pulled him closer. Somehow she pushed the retractor in more managing to force her flaccid monster in further. His lips began to feel sore and his jaw ached from both being held open for so long, and now being pulled apart even more. “Do it, use that tongue bitch.” Again she commanded. “Make my Snider happy…”

Taylor let out a weak mewl and mumbled again, “What else can I do?” He thought, and it appeared his time was running out as he felt that salty stream of her precum beginning to leak into his mouth, filling it slowly. So begrudgingly, he stuck his tongue forward, feeling along the spongey tip of her dick until he found the hole. And with his resolve wavering, he pushed his taste tester inside.

“Ooooh yeeeeeah…that’s what I wanted bitch…” Alex sighed happily, feeling his tiny little tongue nervously poking about. Kissing the head of her mighty cock, which began to pulse with arousal. She let go of his chin and slackened her grip on the leash, relieving some of the pressure but didn’t let him off the hook yet. His eyes were still tearing up, so she stroked his raven hair, “Ohh, don’t be sad baby. Just listen to me. That’s all you’ve got to do and I promise, you’ll like it here.” She offered stroking the girly hairstyle he sported, then looked back over to her twin daughters.

The twins were matched in height at 6’7 and in cock size at fifteen inches each, both rods hard and ready as they lined up their heads to both front and back holes that the boy, strapped on all fours to the bench had. “Let’s stay in synch this time, when I push you pull, not rocket science dummy.”

“I know, I know! It’s just more fun!”

“Well, we gotta make him last or else I’m fucking your ass!”

“Ooooooouuu! Is that a trick or a treat? Heehee! Get it?”

“Ugh, just shut up and fuck!”

The arguing twins then began their, ‘synched up’ thrusting and started to pound away.

Alex grinned, “You like spit roasts bitch?” She asked Taylor, garnering the attention of those glassy doe eyes. “Well when my sisters get here, you won’t. Hmph, now suck my head.” She told him, then began walking backwards out of the room dragging him along still attached to her dick. Taylor’s face growing even redder as he now was forced to swallow his first mouthful of her ever-flowing pre-cum. “You like it? You like how it tastes bitch?” She asked, evilly smirking while Taylor desperately tried to keep up, crawling after her while nursing on her at the same time. “Well you better get use to it cause it’s one of two drinks your getting from now on. And the other is muuuuch thicker.” She giggled, “Now keep up.”

Room 4

“Come on, follow along, good boy, good boy.” She teased Taylor, treating him like a dog glued to her side, or rather her giant dick, as she guided him to the fourth room. Only when she looked inside, the display was quite different when compared to the previous three.

Rather than a show of vigorous fucking, or BDSM, there was just another beautiful naked woman. Lying prone on her bed, lower legs kicked up behind her and a leather-bound book resting under her face, quietly she read despite the numerous loud moans and groans of all the coitus happening around them. “Audrey? What are you doing?”

The red head glanced up, “I’m reading Auntie, why?”

Alex looked perplexed, “Reading? Why aren’t you having fun like the rest of your cousins and sisters? It’s Halloween honey.”

Now Audrey looked confused, then looked down and realized that Alex couldn’t see what was happening because of her prone position. “Of course I am Auntie, here look.” She pushed herself up almost in a push-up manner, pulling about four of her eighteen inches of cock meat, out of her own captor. Locked beneath her mattress in a cage between the bed and the box spring.

“Uuhhohhh…” A moan emerged from him as his ass gripped her huge dick threatening to come out.

She leaned down and spat on her exposed cock, adding some extra lube before she laid back down as she was before. Causing more muffled noises of pain and pleasure from the trapped boy, she wiggled her hips a bit to tease him further, churning up the sensitive nerves going apeshit around her dick. She basically had him bent in half under her mattress, his legs were all the way back with his ankles behind his ears and he was strapped to the cage unable to move.

“Ohhh, of course.” Alex nearly facepalmed, “Well than, what are you reading?” She asked planning on making a little conversation before she released her own boy currently choking on her cockhead and pre jizz.

His face was practically beet red now as he struggled to swallow, swallow, swallow, swallow the endless clear concoction pouring from her rod. The substance was beginning to leak from his lips and spill onto his chin, it seemed to be coming out faster and thicker, almost like she had complete control over how much of it she released. Carefully she touched the base of her cock, lightly massaging her meat again and feeling a sweet pleasurable wave wash over her, watching her boy nearly drowning in her cum without a care in the world.

“I’m reading the last entry I put in my diary Auntie, and you know he has to breathe at some point right?” She reminded Alex who again rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, yeah party pooper.” Finally she pulled her head out of Taylor’s mouth with a loud pop. Her pre-cum, although it barely qualified as that, spurted forth like a geyser out of his mouth as he sputtered and gasped for precious air. Finally swallowing the last puddle of it on his tongue and gulping in as much oxygen as he could.

“Ughh…” He groaned, looking a bit sick to his stomach. It felt like he downed a sixty-four-ounce warm slushy. He looked like a mess, tears streaked down his face and pre-cum all over his front glistening with his sweat.

Suddenly, they both heard a book close. “Sorry Auntie, not to be rude but, gotta pee!” Audrey said, throwing the diary to the side and getting up off the bed. Not remotely gentle in how she pulled her cock free from the trapped soul under her. Running over to the other side of the room to grab something out of a drawer before returning to her bed. Turns out, there is a second hole in the mattress, right by the boys face. She got up on her knees and guided her cock downward to stick it straight into his open mouth. “Oh…oohhh there we goo…” She cooed as her cock nestled into his throat pipe comfortably, where she then slowly relieved her bladder, straight down into his stomach. And at the same time, she took the large butt plug she retrieved from the drawer, spat on it, and moved to insert it into his now open asshole, pushing it in easily and plugging him back up. “This is gonna make an awesome entry in my book!” She wiggled her ass a bit again earning more muffled moaning from her victim, which sweetly vibrated his throat. Audrey bit her lip and relaxed further enjoying her human urinal.

“Yeah you remember he has to breathe too, he’s gotta last until Thanksgiving when we have the Turkey Stuffer Party!” Alex said before pulling Taylor again and heading out.

Room 5

Alex walked to the final room in the hall on the left, still dragging her sweet, obedient victim along. After gagging on what seemed like a gallon of her pre-cum, he was still slightly out of it, she wasn’t lying when she said there was going to be a lot of it. It came out like a freaking river! Even now, that it was out of his mouth, it still leaked like a river from her tip.

As they entered the fifth room, Alex looked about and was surprised to see that it was actually empty. Not a cock toting dickgirl, or a vulnerable raped boy in sight. “Now where did that girl go?” She asked no one in particular, “Hmm, I bet she’s out with that other crazy. Ugh.” She started to say but then looked down at her blushing ponytail haired boy. In all his naked glory at her feet, and she grinned. “Well…I guess it’s your lucky day…no, actually, my lucky day.” She told him earning a confused, yet fearful look from Taylor. “I’ve got a nice clean room to play with you in.”

Harder than she had ever before up to this point, she yanked his leash, practically hurling Taylor in a summersault into the room. He yelped as his back hit the floor and looking up at the stone ceiling until Alex stepped back into his view. Lording over him with her incredible height and incredible cock.

But just as quickly as it had come, it was gone as she spun around and gave him a view of her back while she slowly unzipped her skirt.

Taylor’s eyes practically dilated while he watched her amazing rap video worthy ass. Since he was an ass man when it came to his women, he couldn’t help despite everything, but look at it in awe.

Alex watched the little bitch over her shoulder while he enjoyed the view. She even decided to give him a show and wiggled her ass from side to side for a moment while he lay there. Hopping up and down on her toes as well to bounce her bountiful ass cheeks and twerk for him. Quickly the skirt was dropped to the floor while she did this showing off her booty in its entirety, it looked even bigger now that it wasn’t covered at all. How it jiggled and bounced so hypnotically, Taylor was mesmerized, if his cock wasn’t caged, he might even be getting hard.

She smiled at him before kicking the skirt away then walked to the doorway. He tried to lift his head, craning it so that he could keep watching her butt while she walked away through an upside-down perspective. She undid her apron off the neck and let it slip down onto her large monster. Then lounged against the doorway, crossing her legs seductively and taking hold of her monster cock with the apron to dry it off. It had gotten quite messy after all. But once it was clean, she tossed the apron to the floor and slammed the heavy wooden door shut behind her. Staring dead into Taylor’s soul now that the two of them were alone.

Her hips swayed back and forth, her member swinging left and right and her big balls jiggling along with it. Such an impressive seventeen inches of still limp, but hard enough cock. She was now giving him a show of her front since he had seen the back.

After adequately displaying the power she was packing between her legs, she approached the downed boy, taking hold of her dick as she closed in. “You like the big ass I’ve got bitch?” She pivoted slightly to give him a side view of her butt again. Taylor stared at her silently for a few seconds before carefully nodding his head, “Hmm, what about this guy right here?” She turned and lifted her cock, “This big cock of mine? And my massive nuts, you like them?” Again, he hesitated, but since he knew he needed to obey her, he nodded again. “Good…good…Or…what about this girl right here?” She turned around, now standing directly over his face and bent over, holding her cock and balls up.

Taylor thought he had seen all this place had to offer, but oh was he wrong…

“She…she has a…”

A pussy. A pink, glistening wet pussy.

Alex carefully squatted down, nearly sitting on her victims face. She took hold of his collar again and held him to ensure he didn’t flee, “She likes you…I think we should give her a taste…”

Taylor was flabbergasted at the thought that she could have anything remotely similar to normal female anatomy and was trying to figure it out in his head before all of his expectations were shattered as a long moist tongue-like appendage suddenly snaked out of her pussy lips and licked along his face.

“AAAAHEH!” Taylor screamed in horror and jumped at this freaky organs appearance.

But this only earned a laugh from his captor, “Oh shut up bitch.” Her other hand came down and snatched the retractor in his mouth and pulled it free tossing it to the floor, finally relieving his aching jaw, but not for long. “Pucker up lover boy, time for another kiss!” She said before dropping herself down onto his face completely.

“MMMMMMMHM!!” Taylor tried to scream again as he felt the tongue from her cunt dive into his lips, dipping into his throat and licking everywhere. Violating and raping his mouth with reckless abandon while Alex gyrated her hips onto his small head. Her pussy lips grinding into his own forcing him to eat her out.

“Oooh fuuuck yeeeaaaah…” She moaned in complete ecstasy. Propping her legs up to crouch over him so that she could jerk herself off while she violated his mouth. “Fuuuuuuuck…Mmmm…I was gonna wait for my sisters but…after that tonguing you gave me? Aaah FUCK I can’t! I gotta have you NOW!”

Taylor did his best to try and flail about, weakly slapping at her thick thighs and kicking out with his legs to no avail. Her pussy tongue thrust into his mouth forcing him to deepthroat it like it was a slippery, slimy, dick. All the while the nectar leaking from her soft folds seeped down into his lips, giving him a sweeter taste when compared to her salty and sticky pre-cum. “MMMFFMHMM!” He continued trying to protest, and attempting to wriggle free of her strange oral probing.

Alex shivered as he did this, “Ouuuu that feels nice.” Swiftly her lower tongue slithered deeper, still slathering itself over Taylor’s own tongue in the most taboo kiss he’d ever experienced. “Come on bitch! Tongue me, play with it!” She continued to jack off, her pace quickening and her hips gyrating harder. Taylor tried to abide by her command again, but her longer, thicker tongue just beat the crap out of his own. “Ha! You stupid bitch, here let me help you get better acquainted.” She chastised him before moving her legs to a straight out point in front of her and leaned back, now fully sitting on his face. Her full weight putting more and more pressure on Taylor and causing him to scream again. “Mmmmm yes. Scream for me baby. Scream for me.” Her head reclined back, relishing this moment of pleasure, and now furiously beating her hardened meat to the symphony of panicked shouts as Taylor tried his best to eat her out.

It felt like this went on forever to Taylor, it could have been a minute, or fifteen before Alex finally decided to get off of him. Her pussy tongue slipping free from his lips and finally releasing his raped mouth. It retracted back inside of her, leaving Taylor to wonder what the fuck kind of being she was that could have something like that.

She retrieved a second towel and dried her sweaty face and genitals off a bit, then walked back over to him and did the same. Kneeling down to wipe his face off with the same towel she used on her cock and body. Sticking the towel in his mouth to dry it out as well, he gathered up a lot of saliva in his long make out session with her cunt.

Once they were both wiped down, she threw the towel away and stood up, Taylor was completely dazed and felt like he was losing his mind.

“Dear God, I really hope this can’t get any worse…”

But it was going to.

Alex put her hands on her hips and circled around Taylor a few times, her heels ominously clicking on the floor with every step. “Hmmm…you’ve had dislocated bones…bruises, popped jaw…” She nudged his side with her foot, rolling him over. Taylor didn’t resist and limply fell to his side. “Caged dick…air deprived, and still conscious. Bravo bitch, we’ll see if you can keep that up after this.”

She stood at his feet, legs apart and nudged him once again to get him to lay on his back. Grabbing her cock and slapping it against her thigh a few times, followed by a few jerks, then letting it flop on her leg again. She then leaned down and grabbed Taylor by the ponytails, he squeaked a bit but otherwise didn’t stop her, and she positioned him to kneel in front of her like he had done before.

His mouth was lined up with her rock-hard member, “Okay bitch…time to earn your place, open wide.” Taylor sniffled a bit, but did as she said. Opening his mouth as wide as he could. She snickered, then pulled on his ponytails as hard as she could.

‘GKKLUUGGHCCCKK’

Her huge rod was forced into his mouth brutally, there was no resistance as the pop of his gullet being broken through could be heard and the retractor from before made much more sense now. Stretching his jaw so that when she popped it like this it would be able to handle the intrusion.

Taylor grunted gutturally, his eyes rolling back and his mind going blank. His body hanging limply on his knees, held in place by the large meat jammed in his neck. “Aaaaaghhhggrrrr! Yyyyessss! Finally got my dick in there you little dick bitch!” She growled down at him. “I was wondering when that pain tolerance would finally give, hmm, maybe you won’t last after all little slut!” Alex reached down and admired the bulge in his throat for a moment before she undid the collar and chain around it, “Don’t think we’re gonna need this anymore!” She threw the collar away, Taylor was motionless, still conscious but practically in shock. He looked more like a puppet just dangling off of her stick. Eyes still lost in space, and completely at his Mistresses mercy. “Alright bitch, here we go…” She warned him darkly.

She tightened her grip on his raven colored ponytails, and just pulled him onto her huge prick again. “Uuuuuuuhhh fuck! Holy shit bitch, you have the tightest throat ugggh! I’m so glad I get to ruin it!” She could feel his neck stretching around her, finally giving in and allowing her to penetrate deeply into his throat. Plunging down, down, down, until she felt it was deep enough to touch his tummy. His upper lip and nose were pressed against her belly, deepthroating her. Taylor took her all the way to the base.

“I can’t breathe…my throat…all I can taste…oh God…” Taylor’s thoughts were still fractured and fresh tears spilled from his dazed eyes.

“Alright slut, it’s time to suck! And you better do a good enough job to get me hard, oh yes that’s right, I’m not even fully hard yet so you’ve got some work to do.” He felt like he wanted to cry, to just bawl his eyes out, but by this point he was so tired that crying would just be a further waste of energy. So he tried to blink back the tears as best he could, only Alex could still see them falling. “Oh cry me a river you little cock sleeve.” She brushed some of his tears away and sighed, “Hey at least you took me dry, that’s a big accomplishment that veeeery few can say they did. And you’re still awake, even more impressive. But now you’ve gotta work this nut out of me if you wanna really impress me. So I hope you’re ready for about two liters of hot, creamy, love nut to go in your belly.”

Roughly she yanked on Taylor’s ponytails, virtually swinging him up and down her dick with his hair as easy leverage. Her pace not starting out slow and immediately moving to a high-speed face fuck that had Taylor sloppily drooling out a fresh batch of saliva and precum just like that.

He could feel her growing inside his throat, becoming thicker and longer, as if she wasn’t big enough already.

She kept this up for a few minutes until she suddenly picked Taylor up by his midsection, holding him in a bear hug style and flipping his body upside down in a sixty-nine position. Alex felt his mouth and throat moving, his lips sucking on her shaft and his throat muscles flexing as he tried to swallow, massaging her cock lovingly. She wasn’t sure though whether he was doing this accidentally or intentionally.

“Here, let’s get comfortable, shall we?” She walked backwards still holding him like this until she could sit on the bed. She then allowed her hand to feel along his bulged throat, moving down in and onto his stomach. “Let’s see, where would my cock head be? Hmmm…riiight…here!” She squeezed a spot in his belly where she felt her dick through his skin. “There I am! Wow, must feel like you’ve got a one liter soda bottle in your little belly!” She giggled, “Awwww.” He gave her a pitiful look, and she mocked him by pouting her lower lip and rubbing beneath her eye like she was wiping tears away.

Then, she spun his body around once again, not removing his mouth from her dick so that he was upside down and facing away from her with his ass right near her face. Her arm reached around so that she could grab the bulge in his stomach where her cock was, then began to squeeze and stroke it through his tummy.

Now that felt odd, it wasn’t enough that Taylor felt like his throat would be forever loosened by the gigantic log stuffed into it, but she was literally jerking herself off while her dick was inside him. His belly and diaphragm shifting and caressing her buried length much to her pleasure and his slight nausea. Again, she carried on like this for several minutes, manipulating his guts to rub her cock harder until she felt ready to move on to the next event.

“Uuuughn, boy…I think I’m ready for a good, hard plowing…aaaand since we have a perfectly good bed right here. Let’s do this deep throat the right way. Just…turn you around here!” Repositioning him once more, Alex spun him about again but this time, turned to lay Taylor down on his back onto the bed with his head laying off the edge of the mattress. Herself standing up, holding him by his cheeks in place, her huge cannon ball sized nuts planted on his face. Showing off the massive strength she had in her girl meat, she released Taylor’s body and stood fully upright. Literally carrying the tiny boy with only her cock inside him. The now fully-hard twenty-inch rod, thicker than a liter soda bottle, picking his body up off the bed. Pulling at his insides and forcing an audible groan from his limp form. The distinct shape of her cock bulging his stomach could be seen, and she stood there for a minute or so just admiring both the sight and her own strong dick. “Alright…hope you’re ready, here we go…bitch…” She warned him one final time.

She set him back down on the bed, once more nestling her big balls against his face, balancing herself as she leaned over him. Then pulled out about six inches, the stomach bulge pulling up his form, moving with her cockhead, then drove it right back down. Her balls slamming into his face hard and making a slapping sound. Alex bit her lip, loving the sensations his sweet, innocent little throat gave her cock. So she pulled out nine inches, and repeated the same drive back in.

Five minutes of this went on, sloppy spit splashing out of Taylor’s lips as she fucked his face. Eventually her momentum worked up enough speed and depth that she was only leaving about three inches inside his mouth when she pulled her hips back before ramming her entire length balls deep back in. Squelching and gargling sounds were all that emerged from his mouth as his eyes remained rolled back, the thunderous clapping of her balls on his face ringing in his ears. His mind was melting into a puddle of mush as she fucked the living shit out of his throat.

“Oooooohhhh ffffuuuuckk yeeeeeeaahh…” Alex moaned, “Oh shit, haaahh…I’m about to cum bitch…haah, hhaaaah…” Her breathing became very hot and raspy feeling the tingling rising up in her nuts. “OOHHhhh…ssshit!” She threw her head back, balls slapping him over and over, harder and faster. “SHIT! Aaaaahhh! Here it is! Here it comes! AAAGH FUCK! TAKE…MY…CUM…BITCH!” She thrust hard with each word, plunging her member as deeply as she could and leaving it hilted inside as she came, cutting off the little air supply he had left. “AAAAGHHYEEEAH!!” She yelled in ecstasy, her climax so intense as she felt her tip swelling and her thick streams of cum bursting forth out of her long cock pipe. The flood gates within her balls broken open and flowing freely into her victim.

She actually lost her balance as her legs turned to jelly, falling over and having to catch herself on the bed. Taylor could feel her huge nuts flexing and pumping her seed into him, the undulating flesh in his neck could be felt with each pulsation.

Her cum filled his stomach, she placed her hand on his belly while her spunk spewed in, warming it up and expanding it. Taylors own legs began to tremble and his toes curled, his body reacting to the impregnation of his tummy. Lungs also beginning to burn as they lacked much needed air.

“Can’t…breathe…ohhh fuuuuck…” His eyes rolling further back into his skull. This was…strange, for some reason he felt tingly…everywhere.

Alex held onto Taylor’s wriggling legs and chewed her lower lip, trying to push her hips forward even more despite being fully submerged in him. Making sure that her nuts had all the time in the world and the shortest possible trip for her seed to be completely deposited into him. His stomach getting bigger by the second, “Uuuugh…fuuuuuck baaabe…oooouuu can you feel my little baby girls swimming in here?” She tapped his belly, dancing her fingers along the baby bump he now sported. She laughed, “Little dick bitch, having fun yet? Mmmmm…I think you’re gonna die down here slut. Useless…used up…little dick whore.” She slapped his chest, talking dark and dirty to vent her still raging arousal. “I haven’t even started with you yet! I’m gonna carry your little ass to my room and fuck your face twenty more times. Plus I haven’t even stuffed that little ass of yours yet! And I bet that’s as tight, if not tighter than your throat is.” Taylor squirmed under her, still held down by her cock in his throat and her hands on his legs.

His vision going dark, “Oh God…why does this feel so…” Consciousness slipping away, “So…good…”

Taylor finally stopped wriggling, “Fucking finally! Geez, your endurance is unreal bitch!” She slapped his bare breasts again. She still remained in his now sound asleep body, squeezing out every drop of cum she still had in her balls, waiting until she was completely dry before finally pulling her cock out.

‘shluuuuurp!’

Cum immediately spurting out of Taylor’s parted lips and drooling out as Alex sat beside him. Placing her hand on his belly and rubbing it affectionately. “Damn, I was kind of hoping you’d stay awake till I fucked you. I wanted to hear your cute girly voice scream from the pounding I’m gonna give you.” She stroked her still hard, coated in spit and sperm, cock.

She stood up off the bed and collected her skirt, putting it back on, although it did little to cover her still standing up dick. Then grabbed the out cold boy and fireman style, hauled him over her shoulder. Carrying him, a small splash of cum squirting from his mouth as his belly was pressed on her bicep. “Alright bitch, let’s check up on the rest of the girls!” She said leaving the room, “I wanna see how they’re all doing before I wreck that asshole.”

Back in the hall, Alex approached the end of the path and touched a hidden pad in the stones. The floor then slid open to the side, revealing a second flight of stairs going to a lower floor.

Room 6

She walked down the steps, Taylor still passed out on her arm and proceeded to the room on the right.

There sat her favorite of all her nieces, lounging back on her bed, a TV across the room blaring a movie filled with loud screams and sounds of clapping flesh. Alex figured it was another one of her homemade porn horror films. She had a knack for making some good movies with the boys they brought back here regularly.

Her own Halloween treat, another young male, was bound in a leather harness, sat straddling her lap. His arms strapped behind his back and the black leather covering his entire upper body, including his head. Only two small holes were punched through the nostrils to allow him to breath, he slowly gyrated his hips, massaging the twenty-one inches of cock buried in his ass to the best of his ability.

“Amanda, what are you doing honey? He’s doing all the work.” She commented.

It was true, the girl was simply reclined in bed, not even bucking in the slightest to respond to his movements. Without more than just a passing glance to her aunt, Amanda replied, “Mmh, just thinking about how I’m going to destroy this little guy.” She lazily patted his thigh, “Besides you know me, I like to lie back, relax, watch one of my movies while working some bitch on Slayer.” She gestured to her sheathed dick, “This is how I get all my best ideas, some of my greatest videos have been made because of my methods. Oh and also, twenty-one inches is a lot of cock, so he needs some time to get use to it before I wreck him.” She added.

Alex nodded at that, the boy on her lap was practically limp so if she decided to just go to town on him, she might ruin him. “Well, can I borrow one of your videos while I’m here? I need the one where the guy is basically being fucked to death by you.” She smiled, “That’s a good one.”

Amanda pointed at her, “Hey, he didn’t die. But I know what you mean, Horrific Endurance. What do you need it for?”

“Yes! That one, and haven’t you seen this?” She patted Taylor’s lower back on her shoulder. “You know how I can get super excited and I just can’t hold back sometimes?”

“Well yeah, we’re Futa Sado Dominatrixes Auntie, we have like literally no control.”

The older woman quirked an eyebrow, “Now who taught you that?”

She gave her an all-knowing look, “Now you know you taught me everything I know Auntie.” Amanda suddenly took hold of her masked lover, and lifted him up. Pulling him entirely off the length of her nearly two-foot-long dick and garnering a groan of disapproval from under the leather. Which she ignored and tossed the boy off the bed, unceremoniously onto the floor, then stood up off the bed. Alex still found herself in awe at how tall her niece was, 7’2 and strong. She knew she had gone through thousands of little guys throughout her lifetime and still wasn’t satisfied like herself.

None of them would ever be satisfied.

“Here we go.” She said, finding the extra flash drive by the TV which contained the same video playing on it. “I want this back though Auntie, it’s one of my fave’s too.” She walked over to the doorway and handed the stick to her.

Alex took the offered drive with a smile, “Of course, I’ll bring this back in a week. I need to check on your other sisters and cousins too.” After she tucked the drive into her skirt though, she heard Taylor softly mumble and stir over her shoulder, causing her eyes to get wide with excitement. “Okay gotta go!” She quickly said and backed out of the room, away from her niece and out of sight before doing a fist pump. “Yes! You woke up quick! That’s another good sign that you’ll be the perfect butt slut, now I get to here you scream when I pound that ass.” She gave his pretty tush a nice slap, “You hear me bitch? Come on wakey, wakey, I’m gonna fuck your ass up soon. And I suppose it’s only fair to let you know, I’m not sure if you’ll survive when my sisters get hooome.” She tormented him, unsure if he could even hear her or not. Mainly just trying to work herself up some more. “But hey, maybe you’ll surprise us, I’ve got faith in you bitch. Taking on all three of us at once? Mmmm this is gonna be niiiice, maybe we’ll take bets on how long you can last. Fifteen minutes? Ten? Thirty seconds before you break? Ha! But don’t worry, even if you go bye-bye, we’ll still make sure we get the full use out of you, maybe six, seven or eight hours of course.”

Room 7

Alex was so preoccupied with her dark dirty talk that she nearly walked by the next room. Having to stop mid-step, then walk backwards in order to peek inside at what was happening there. “Um…Kylie? What are you doing?” She asked the girl wearing her raven hair in a loose, low hanging ponytail, standing with her legs crossed over one another and her hand under her chin. After a few seconds with no reply, Alex spoke again, “Is something wrong with your Glory Wall?”

Before her was a different type of wall than the rest of the rooms had been made up of. There are seven huge glory holes cut into it, on the right side, there were three heads sticking out. All male, and all alive and breathing but obviously trapped and held in place. Beneath them were placards that read ‘Gold, Silver, and Bronze’ under each respective boy. On the left side, was a similar setup, only rather than heads it was asses. Though distinctly girly looking, since their caged cocks and balls could be seen, it was noted that all three were also male. Similar placards read the same words from the right side, once again labelling each of the boys from gold to bronze.

In the center however, was another glory hole with a large thirteen-inch cock and big balls hanging down from it. You could see the pelvis it was attached to along with some quiet mewling coming from the other side. Kylie’s trophies, the best cocksuckers, the tightest asses, and the biggest cocked little boy she had ever seen, sucked, abused, and fucked. He was one of the lucky few not to be trapped in eternal chastity, his dick and balls were just too big for her not to bust and torture.

“Hey Auntie.” She finally replied with a haphazard wave, then pointed to the other boy in the room. His body sprawled out and unconscious on the floor. His jaw dislocated and his asshole oozing her most recent load. “I’ve tried this boys, mouth, his ass, hands, feet, everything already. But right now, he’s not winning any medals. I’ve thought it over and there’s no way he can replace any of my trophies.” She put her hands on her wide hips, “I don’t think my eighteen inches is enough for him. I think he needs bigger in order to show his true talent, being just a spare cock sleeve when there’s nothing better to use.” She kicked his side annoyed, her semi-hard cock bouncing from the movement. “Do you want him Auntie? Or do you think I can take him to Gran Gran? I’ll make sure he gets use somehow, and we both know she uses everything sent her way.”

Alex actually frowned at her displeasure with her boy tonight, “Well, why don’t you just give him a few more tries? Give him a chance to prove himself, and if you think he’s not good enough for a medal you can drop him by my room tonight. Hogtie him so he doesn’t try to run and I’ll figure something out eventually.” She shrugged Taylor up a bit more, “And you’re such a sweetheart, thinking of Grammy? I’ll make sure she hears your offer.”

“Oh yeah, and why are you carrying that?” Alex asked gesturing to Taylor.

“My boy? Well, I thought I accidentally killed this bitch a few minutes ago, so I was gonna take him to my room to blow out his asshole…But thankfully I didn’t! So I’m taking him to my room so I can blow out his asshole anyways and checking up on everybody else along the way.”

Kylie stared at her for a few seconds but then erupted into a fit of laughter, “Wow, nice Auntie.”

Suddenly there was a quiet hum coming from the pocket in Alex’s skirt. “Oh shit, my cell.” With no regard for him, she dropped Taylor off of her shoulder letting him limply plop onto the ground almost comedically.

“Ohhh! Uggghhh…” He groaned.

Alex rolled her eyes and checked her texts. On the touch screen it read, ‘Message from Big Mama.’ She quickly opened it, read over the text ‘Be there in 30!’ Re-pocketing her phone, she reached back down to Taylor, “Come on bitch! I gotta check on the others and fuck that ass of yours before my sisters get home!” She started walking by him, knowing that he was awake so she didn’t have to carry him anymore. But she only made it three or four steps before she looked back and saw that he was still lying there.

Taylor was awake, but he was still tired, worn out from his treatment so far that he didn’t want to move. “Ugggghh…five more minutes…”

There was a frustrated growl from Alex as she quickly stomped back to Taylor and moved around behind him, picking her high-heel clad foot up and swinging it in a powerful kick, aiming straight for his caged balls.

‘WHAM’

“UGGGHHH! Ooooohhhh…” Taylor yelped in pain, his little body shunting forward from the force of the hit. Followed by emitting a weak, long groan of stomach-churning sensations that flipped around in his tummy.

“Come on you little bitch, you aren’t that fucked up!” She stood over him, hands on her hips impatiently waiting for a reply. And when it didn’t come, she quickly leaned down and grabbed him by his twin ponytails to start dragging him back up the stairs she just came down from.

Taylor freaked at first, seeming to be very awake now, “Aaaah! Ow, ow, owwww!” He whined being pulled up the steps.

“I guess that these gotta go back on you since you seem to have forgotten how to follow directions!” She brought him back into the fifth room where the collar and chain were. “But…” She dropped him back in the room, “Before we do that…” Resituating herself to be standing in front of him again, and lifted her skirt. Her still hard dick flopping out and nearly whacking him in the face, then once more grabbed his ponytails, pulling his face to her cock and quickly cramming it into his mouth. Yanking him hard enough so that the head broke into his throat fast, “I told you to follow orders, or you’re gonna regret it bitch. Now enjoy your punishment…” She said, her voice getting low.

She then relaxed her loins and let her bladder do the rest of the talking.

The boy caught on to what his punishment was very fast, the moment he felt the heat touching his throat he knew she was pissing inside of him. And the thought crossed his mind to try and fight back, knowing full well that this was a dirty, taboo act that wasn’t exactly healthy. But then he felt another ache in his little ball sack from the power kick she gave him a minute ago, and remembered it was best to not struggle.

So reluctantly, he too relaxed himself and just let his throat act on instinct.

Gulp…gulp…gulp…gulp…gulp…gulp…gulp…gulp…

It seemed like Alex was able to pee forever, she had to be emptying herself for nearly two minutes into his belly. And if he looked silly before with the baby bump belly he was sporting, now he looked ridiculous. His stomach was getting bigger and bigger with her body fluid, giving him a nearly nine months pregnant look.

Thankfully though, the warm stream seemed to finally slow after a while, “Ooooouuuu…” Alex cooed feeling the last of her urine slowly coaxing out of her cock. Her bladder now nearly dry, she pulled out her prick, not halting her flowing piss, and held it near Taylor’s face. Like a good boy, he kept his mouth open and stuck out his tongue. Attempting to swallow as much more as he could while now getting a salty taste of her piss. “There you go bitch…see? You don’t have to be punished as long as you remember what I teach you. This is what a bitch should do for their owner.” Her pee finally seemed to come to an end, and she squeezed her cock from base to tip, shaking out the last few drops on his face. “Now, back downstairs.”

Alex picked up the collar and chain and reattached it to Taylors slim neck. Then began to walk him like a dog to the hall again, Taylor nauseously cradling his pregnant with cum and pee belly in one hand as he crawled along.

Room 8

“Ohh Katieeeee!” Alex called out as she approached the eighth room, “Are you enjoying your treats?”

She peaked into the next room, spotting her next niece with her back to her, short shoulder length brown hair, 6’10, nude voluptuous body, and she could also see two pairs of legs squirming about on the other side of her, where she was facing.

Katie turned her head to look towards the door, seeing her Aunt and Taylor crawling below her. “Of course I am Auntie, It’s just…y’know how hard it can be to make Pantera happy!” She turned…

Taylor went from feeling queasy, to having his mind blown. “Oh you’ve gotta be kidding me…”

Two cocks…she had two cocks.

Both easily sixteen inches, one being stuffed into the face of one barely legal looking teen boy, his mouth wedged full of her girl meat. And the one below him having his ass fucked by the second cock. He too looked young enough to not be able to buy alcohol, his face looking exhausted and unsure if he was happy or losing his mind from the endless fucking they were going through.

She held the boys like a sandwich on her dicks, her large hands big enough to hold them like a large pair of fleshlights that she masturbated herself with. “They’re still holding out though! Haven’t stopped since we’ve started. Nnnf…load number fourteen is coming up soon boys!” She gave them a fair warning.

“Geex, better hope you don’t grow a third one like Gran Gran girl.” Alex chuckled, and glanced down at the awestruck pet by her leg. He still didn’t have the strength to really get up completely yet, but he had enough to crawl. However before he could right himself, the chain on his neck was yanked again, dragging him to the next room on the left. “Come on bitch I don’t have time to wait, or rather, don’t have the patience for you to be at a hundred percent. Let’s see the others nooooww…”

Room 9

Barely crawling behind her, and more so being just dragged like a bag of luggage, Taylor followed behind Alex to the next room where she peered inside and smiled. “Heh, I figured you would be in Lizzies room, Jess.”

“Yes Auntie, Lizzy asked for some help with modeling our new dresses. What do you think? I mean look at this boy, his skin is sooooo soft.” Two more tall cousins inside the room stood side by side. They wore two more little guys around them like clothing, the one on the left had his arms wrapped under hers like a sleeveless dress, while the other draped her boy over her shoulder in a similar style to the dress of the same name.

Alex entered the room and allowed Taylor to get a good look at the two girls, 6’10 with seventeen inches of dick, while the other was 6’8 with around nineteen. She approached them and traced her fingers along the boys they wore, both completely comatose and unresponsive. “Ooou! Wow, he is super soft. I bet the little girly boy never worked a day in his life!” She pinched his nipple.

“Do you think it looks good like this? Like an off the shoulder dress? Or better like hers?” The shorter one gestured to the sleeveless style her cousin wore.

“Hmmmm, I like the second one dear.”

“Okay good! So the sleeveless it is.” Lizzy replied and took a pen and paper on the bed to jot it down. “Aaaand what color do you like Auntie?”

Alex grinned, “Well…you know I love my red girls. But I wouldn’t mind a little black and maybe some gold in there too. That would look nice.” She looked over the ‘dresses’ a few more times as Lizzy wrote her words down.

“And the usual jewelry?”

“Oh of course! And a new mask if you girls have got the time to.” She coiled the chain a little tighter in her grasp, pulling Taylor closer to her.

Both girls nodded, “Absolutely Auntie.”

Taylor just knelt there, on all fours listening to their strange and lewd conversation. The whole system that was going on here baffled him, how could something like this even exist in the world? Practically a sex slavery trade run by a group of tall, cock toting women! And he was definitely getting the royal treatment of it.

His hand rubbed his bloated belly again, with every move he made he could feel her thick, sloppy cum sloshing around and mixing with the urine she pissed down his tight throat. He still felt sick, but at least the pain from her ball busting kick had subsided, his jaw was also feeling better too. Thankfully, although she talked a big game, with death threats and dark fetishes, at least to his knowledge he hadn’t witnessed any actual loss of life or limb around here. So maybe his life wasn’t in ACTUAL danger.

But then again…there was the teeth upstairs…

“Hey!” She yelled snapping Taylor from his thoughts. “You feeling better bitch?” She shook his leash, and the raven haired teen quickly nodded his head yes. “Good, I don’t fucking care I would’ve fucked you up anyways but good! I can’t wait to try it on girls keep up the good work!” She told the two before walking away from them tugging her pet with her.

Her pace had definitely increased as it was still difficult for Taylor to keep up on his hands and knees. She jerked the chain along making him hustle as she approached the last room in the hall.

Room 10

“Hey girls how’s it- oh my!” Alex planned on doing just a quick pass by this time since she was now so close to her room. But she had to once again stop in her tracks as she beheld the sight inside room ten.

“Hi Auntie!!” Three voices resounded like a chorus, each one attached to a girl identical to the one right beside her. Triplets, all three redheads, each reaching a modest height of 6’6 and an also decent cock size of fourteen inches. “What do you think of this Auntie?”

Being as that there were three of them, there were three boys in here to service them. But Taylor was a bit mortified to see them setup in a strange medieval looking device.

The boys arms were chained at their sides, armrests made of cast iron used to hold them there, and their backs were supported with three more bars of the metal, connected to chain links on both ends of their bodies. Heads tilted far back so as the triplet girls could have their cocks stuck balls deep down their throats.

Essentially, the boys were chained to a frame that held them lying down, swinging in the air.

“Wow, it looks good girls.” Alex said giving their rig a once over.

“We’re not even finished yet, we’re gonna attach a crank to one end!” The furthest one from the doorway started.

“So that we can rotated and lift either the whole piece, or portions of it to make all the holes available for easy access!” The middle continued.

“And we’re gonna make one for everyone Auntie!” The third and final one finished.

Alex chuckled, the three of them always seemed to act in tandem with each other. “Well, you might need two boys each to support all this ass and cock girls.”

“Done Auntie!” Again, in unison the girls spoke. Taylor also took note that their thrusting into the throats of their victims also seemed to be in perfect synchronization. Never once did any of them fall behind or speed up too fast.

“Heh, okay, well bye girls! Your mother should be home soon, and we’ll be downstairs.” She gave them a wave before tugging on Taylor’s leash for what was going to be one of the last times for tonight as the end of the hallway was in sight. The triplets again said goodbyes at the same time while Taylor continued to weakly follow his Mistress. She pulled him to the wall and again pressed a hidden side panel. Opening up another secret entrance slat on the floor, revealing one last hidden staircase going down. The third and final floor. She gave him a menacing, and sadistic look, her eyes narrowing on his doggie style form, “Come on little bitch…it’s time to throw down…”

…Room X…

She yanked hard, dragging him down the steps, his hands and knees quickly scrambling to move along them. There was another hall here, but this time Alex did not stop at any of the doors, she passed them all, not giving them even a moment of their time. Once they reached the end of this hall, again she pressed a concealed side panel. But rather than the floor sliding to the side and showing a new staircase, the very slat of the floor they stood on started to lower. Taylor flinching in surprise as it descended like an elevator, he glanced about nervously at first, then locked eyes with Alex.

Her eyes were unblinking, threatening, staring at him as if he was about to be devoured whole by her. It sent a sharp chill down the boys’ spine, but oddly enough, as the floor continued to lower over the next several minutes, the temperature around them seemed to get hotter and hotter. So much so that the black-haired boy actually felt the sweat on his forehead begin to drip down his temple, he didn’t know it could get so hot in the span of a minute. It was like an oven in here!

Alex loved how his body began to glisten and shine with his sweat, he’d be nice and slippery for what she was about to do to him. Her gaze on its own made him feel like this was the end of the road.

After three or four minutes of uncomfortable silence between the pair, the lowering floor slat came to a stop before a ten-foot-wide hallway. They had gone so far down at this point though that the ceiling couldn’t be seen, only darkness was above them. Alex started to take steps off the slab and Taylor of course tried to follow, crawling up by her side only to be yanked hard again. This caused him to fumble to the ground, his face landing near her boot.

Quickly Alex took this stumble to her advantage and raised her high-heeled boot and brought it down onto the side of Taylor’s head. Holding his body prone on the ground with a firm pressure, he groaned quietly as she did this. And while he was down, she wrapped the chain of his leash in her hand. Rolling the length until only about of foot of the links were left, then lifted her foot so that when she yanked his chain again, there was so little length between his neck and her hand that he practically was swung up as she lifted the leash.

Taylor clutched at the collar around his neck as she slung his body up over her shoulder, leaving him dangling over her back. He gagged and tried to speak but the tightened collar restricted his ability to speak, his legs kicking and body tossing as she strangled him.

“Oh quit you’re whining bitch, let’s go.” She reached to the side of the ‘elevator’ and picked up what Taylor managed to recognize mid-struggle, as the same spiked scepter from the red room upstairs. Immediately, two rows of torches along the wall lit up, illuminating the hallway in a bright flash of orange light. “Come on, hold your breath boy, I want that ass while your awake so no passing out on me.”

“Gaagh! AACKG!” Taylor sputtered and choked while she proceeded down the hall, and other than her previous statement showed no care for the boy suffocating on her back.

She approached a pair of fifteen-foot-tall metal doors with chains along the frame. As they grew closer to them, the chains began to roll up into the darkness above, spinning and rattling as the doors slowly started to open. Pulling outwards allowing Alex not to have to slow her walk forward through them.

As they entered the room, with Taylor over her back, she exclaimed, “Welcome home!” Her voice echoing in the large dungeon like chamber. The space looked something akin to territories within the realms of dungeons and dragons. She smiled and spoke to herself, “Jangling Hiter…home to the Kytons.”

It looked like a queen’s bedroom of sorts, but very dark and gloomy. The room was littered with chains, handing from the ceiling and walls, all seeming to be moving slightly as if blowing in a breeze but the hot air was stagnant. They moved without assistance like they were alive, along with them were four huge black metal pillars, more chains wrapped around them in the center of the room. They stretched up over thirty feet in the air and inside them was a spiraling flight of stairs, leading towards a center platform between the four pillars.

She smiled, ecstatic at being back home where she belonged and with her new pet nonetheless. Then began walking towards the staircase, Taylor’s struggles persisting on her back, but she felt she should get him up there quickly, lest he pass out again.

When she moved away from the doors, they slowly shut behind her. A loud, resounding ‘boom’ as they closed, Alex walked up the spiraling steps, ascending them swiftly and eventually reaching the large bed the pillars surrounded. Silk red sheets adorned it along with intricately designed pillows by the headboard.

The moment she reached it she finally dropped Taylor on the floor beside the bed, the boy gasping and gutturally sputtering as his squeezed and tender neck was able to take in air again. Thankfully he received even more reprieve from the constrictions as Alex leaned down and undid his collar and chain, finally freeing him from its grasp. It felt like for the first time since he was upstairs, he was able to breathe again, the air was very hot and thick with humidity, but it was air and he drank it in like hard liquor.

Alex almost giggled looking at what a mess he was, he looked a little ridiculous after everything she put him through. Covered in a layer of sweat that was getting thicker by the moment, some bruises on his knees from crawling so much, his limp, abused dick still trapped in the cock cage she fashioned for him. Pig tails drooping from his messy raven tresses of hair, some locks of it matted to his forehead, and a big baby bump belly full of her nut and piss.

“Well…aren’t you the cutest slut I’ve ever seen!” She teased him, bending over with her hands on her knees to come to his eye level. She then booped his nose once with her finger, then crawled away onto the bed. Moving to the side opposite from where he knelt, laying on her back and stretching out. Cooing and moaning a little while she got comfortable, Taylor just watching and staying knelt on the warm metal floor.

Suddenly in a whoosh of hot air, Taylor felt something zoom by his side. He sharply recoiled as the creature, roughly his size, flew by him and scurried over towards Alex. “Asfixia!!” It called out.

The emerald orbs behind Alex’s mask rolled about, “What do you want Sufoca? I’m just about to get down to business here?”

Whatever this being was, it looked a little similar to that of a cartoon devil. It had small breasts, a feminine face and curves so he guessed that it was female, but it also had an eight inch limp cock dangling between its legs as well, plus there were a few inhuman features too, like metal horns protruding from its forehead, sharp claws on its hands and feet, a thin whipping tail and four chains attached to the back of her shoulder blades. Dancing around and floating in the air like they were alive.

Asfixia’s soul servant, come to meet the newest addition to her collection.

After greeting her Mistress, the smaller chain devil turned to look at the exhausted Taylor, and rapidly scampered over the sheets of the bed to examine him up close. The human reeling back as she got within inches of his adorable, baby fat face. “Where the Hell am I??” Taylor asked himself looking at the creature before him.

She inspected him, looking over his body and smirking at his cum filled tummy. Her clawed hand reaching out and grabbing his chin, tilting his face back and forth to look him over. Her long tongue tracing along her lips, licking them at the sight of the tasty morsel before her. She could feel her cock beginning to pulse with want, “Heehee, welcome! Welcome! New bitch!” Suddenly she released his face and gave him a slap. Not overly hard as she knew he didn’t belong to her, and couldn’t actually damage him. Just hard enough to make a nice sexy ‘clap’ sound and to earn a surprised moan from the boys lips. “Can I play with him after you’re done Asfixia?” The servant asked, dashing back away from Taylor and swiftly skipping over the bed back to ‘Alex’. “Can I? Can I?” Her voice like an excited child.

“I’ll let you know when you can have a turn after we’re done, tomorrow okay? Now get me a drink and leave us.” She ordered. Sufoca frowned a bit but obeyed the demand, skipping off the bed then over toward a table behind one of the pillars. A table with several chalices hid behind it with a large bottle of sinfully delicious red wine that she was not allowed to drink unless permitted.

She then returned placing the filled chalice in her Archduchesses waiting hand, and skipped back to one of the pillars again. Taylor watching the whole time as she grabbed one of the dangling chains, then was whisked away. Being pulled straight upward into the darkness above much to his bewilderment.

He then looked back to Asfixia, or as it was inscribed above her headboard, in a language he couldn’t understand…

‘Lil Mama.’

‘You got it right the first-time baby boy…’

Taylor jumped, he was staring right at Alex when he heard her voice. Yet her lips did not move, she didn’t actually speak, but her sultry tone sang out in his thoughts. He could hear her in his mind. “Wh-what?”

‘You…are…in…Hell…’ She grinned at him, ‘Now…come and lay by me.’ Her hand patted the side of the bed.

She could see the sheer look of defeat on Taylor’s face, he knew that this was his fate, all that was left was for them to seal the deal. He struggled a bit to get up, still nursing his big belly, but managed to get to his feet. The warm metal beneath them feeling something akin to the hot sand of a beach as he dragged them forward.

As he approached, the maid uniform she wore in an odd bdsm style, suddenly began to burn away. Thin wisps of flame and embers singeing the leather off of her body, as well as materializing others. Black metallic horns poked out from her forehead, larger than that lesser creatures were, a tail growing quickly from her tail bone. And a total of six long dark chains unveiled themselves from her back. Unraveling in the shape of six wings, then shifting over to him, reaching and coiling towards his form like they were alive and eager to meet him.

Her skin suddenly had a strange writing begin to appear all over it like she was covered in tattoos. He couldn’t understand what it said but it looked to be possibly Latin. The devilish looking cock she had grew even bigger, its tip becoming more pointed and several ridges appearing along the shaft, a full length of twenty inches total. Clawed fingers beckoning him to come to her while she lay with her fanged smile.

With his head hung low, contemplating what he had done in his life to deserve this. He knelt on the bed and slowly crawled towards her. It was huge and easily a king plus sized mattress so it was still a bit of a journey to her relaxing form, but once he made it within a foot of her, he sat back on his haunches, placing his hands on his knees and mumbled, “How…may I serve you…Mistress?”

“Mistress?” Her voice was different, more raspy then the sultry smooth sound it used to have. “I am not your Mistress bitch. You are nothing but a slave, and I am your Owner. You do not talk, you do not move unless I say. I call you come, that is all. Do you understand slut?” He recoiled a bit, shivering slightly in fear of punishment, but otherwise nodded.

The chains curling close to him hand wrapped themselves around his thin legs and tightened enough so they would have a solid grip, then pulled them, taking his legs right out from under him. He fell face first onto the soft mattress, but was then flipped over onto his back again by the influence of the chains. Asfixia’s glowing green eyes leering at him as she rounded him from her position, to get between his legs. The chains spreading his limbs wide apart, then tugging on his ankles to fold his legs back and putting them near his head. My was she happy she had gotten such a flexible boy for this Halloween.

He grunted a little from the slight tight feeling he felt in his hamstrings at being bent in half, but his attention was quickly torn from that and brought back to the heavy cock that Alex laid down on his baby bump belly. She rocked her hips a few times, her searing hot meat loving the feel of his smooth slick with sweat skin. Then she pulled it back, lining her tip up with the grand finale. The tight little virgin hole that she had been waiting all night for.

“I suppose now’s the time to tell you what the deal is…” She started, teasing his terrified pucker with just the gentle kiss from her tip. Her flowing precum forming a sticky connection between his hole and her cock. “You…have to willingly give me your soul…otherwise you’re not going to survive this…” She told him darkly, but truthfully.

Taylor’s beautiful little doe orbs lit up in fear as she said this, “Wh-wha-hhgh!” Suddenly her chains wrapped around his neck again, squeezing the sensitive area tightly while the other chains snatched up his arms and the other two simply tightened their hold on his legs. His head was pinned to the bed from the one chain, and his arms were also held down above his head by the other two.

He was helpless.

Asfixia’s hands took hold of him by his ribs, and in one full motion, impaled him. Sticking her twenty inches of cock into his virgin hole.

The scream he gave could wake the dead, his voice arching an octave higher than it ever had before, only contrasted by the insane maniacal laughter coming from his captor. The only lube he received was a quick dabbing of her pre-cum before she shoved it in, and there was no adjustment time. She went straight into the raw, wet, and wild fuck.

She pulled her demonic dick all the way out, and slammed it back in. His body wanting to jerk around and flail with the force of her impacts, but the chains wouldn’t let him, they held him down while she took what she wanted. Again and again and again, he could never get use to her size, she was too big, she stretched him so much he felt like his inner muscles would break. It hurt, like his asshole was burning, and his stomach bulged and distended with the huge mass of intruding cock meat that was being plunged inside.

It went on for what felt like forever, the tight stretching, the harsh pounding, her balls spanking him, her laughing hysterically at his torment. She eventually adjusted her position, no longer pulling her meat all the way out, but rather halfway, allowing her to fuck him even faster. It was nonstop, endless, relentless, his pain, her pleasure.

Her hips just fucked away, his screaming eventually becoming incoherent babbling, possibly pleas for mercy, or begging her to slow down. Neither of which were something he was going to say. It rang out in the chamber, that along with the loud fapping sounds of flesh slapping flesh.

Wild and sadistic eyes bore holes into his being, “Yeeeeah! I knew you were going to be a great fuck!” Asfixia yelled at him between rough ruts, she pulled out most of the way and leaned back. Giving him maybe a few precious seconds to breathe, but that was all he got as the chains holding him spun his body around quickly. Maneuvering his legs to put him on all fours so that she may make herself more comfortable over him. She climbed on top of his doggie style body and nestled her cock back deep inside him. Now moving her hips again in a blur, hammering his face down, ass up form. “Aaaaahhh…do you want to live through this slave?” Asfixia whispered hotly into Taylor’s ear, her sharp teeth nibbling on it. “Do you want to live with me, in agony and ecstasy forever and ever and ever?”

Taylor couldn’t think straight, his senses on overdrive, running like a crazy person. He just needed a moment to process, but he wasn’t getting it. He felt like he was going to die, he needed to do anything to stop this.

“Yyy-yy…yeeesss…” He whimpered.

Asfixia let out a chesty chuckle, “Are you suuuuuure?” Her pounding going harder, and faster.

“YEEEEEESS PLEASE STOP!” He screamed.

Suddenly materializing before his face, was a piece of parchment, unrolling itself and its text glowing, seeming to beam its context into his brain so he could understand it. Since with how he was being fucked like a rag doll was preventing him from reading it. “Read this…and say yes…your signature will be placed on it…and it shall be…”

‘I, Taylor Thompson, surrender my mind, body, and soul to the Arch Duchess Asfixia and her sisters’ sexual appetites. This contract ensures I will survive by them in immortality, my body will be used for their entertainment and pleasure, and they may offer my services to any other lesser or greater devils as they see fit. Signature X_________’

He tried to think, tried to process the rest, the fine print if you will below that first paragraph. But it wasn’t beamed into his mind like the first entry was, plus Asfixia certainly wasn’t giving him the chance to read. “No time to think bitch! Do or die!” She growled into his ear, her teeth coming down onto his neck now, he could feel their sharpness pricking his tender skin. “YES OR NO?!?!” She roared, thrusting as hard as he could, violating her slave. Whether or not he agreed, at least she would get one sweet, sweet orgasm out of his clutching tunnel.

But thankfully, there would be more to come as he screamed, “YES I DO! I ACCEPT YES PLEEEEASE!!”

“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAA!!” Asfixia cackled maniacally as Taylor’s signature wrote itself onto the binding contract. She hugged him around his cum filled stomach and squeezed, bucking into his body like a wild, in heat animal. Feeling her cock punching in and out of his bowels from the outside, ready to feel the best climax of her long life. Taylor screamed, and screamed and screamed, but…differently now.

It wasn’t screams of horror and pain…it was…

“YES! TAKE IT! TAKE THIS POUNDING BITCH!” She battered his love hole, “YES! YYYESS! TAKE ALL MY SEED! AAHHH!” Her own monstrous voice reaching the top of her lungs with screams, her cock beginning to cum. “SHITSHITSHIT!! FUUUUUCK YYEEEESSSS! MINE! YOUR MIIIINE!” Her balls burst, she felt her cum erupt like a geyser from her dick, spewing uncontrollably inside of him.

Her body falling over on top of him while her pelvis ground down into his smaller body, unloading her thick, hot load of spunk into his no longer pure ass. She rode him, riding her high out, holding herself up by just her arms doing a partial push up while her nut filled him more and more. Beyond full, beyond his body’s capacity to hold it all in.

Eventually, as her balls continued to pump gallon after gallon of demon spunk in, loading up his bowels until they were full from start to finish, his head lifted up and his cheeks puffed out. Eyes wide in surprise as his lips burst open and a stream of her cum began to flow from one end, and out the other. Her seed shooting out of his mouth and his eyes rolling back. “Ooooh fuck yeeeah, I love it when that happens, nnnnf…” She ground down again, letting all the nut that wouldn’t fit in his overflowing stomach spew from his mouth.

This endless stream of pumping in, and flowing out went on for about three minutes before she finally ended it by sitting up. Her cock still remaining in him, but her nuts sufficiently emptied, and looked over his battered body, appreciating her work.

She could still feel his heartbeat on her cock, so the ritual was a success. He was still alive, and was ready for more. Even with her milky white, chunky sperm oozing out of his mouth and nostrils. He surely could fit a little more.

Suddenly, the doors down below burst open. A loud rattling of metal from the chains catching Asfixia’s attention. She peered over the edge of the bed and saw them, her two sisters, and her mother entering the room. “Already Asfixia? You really couldn’t wait for us?”

Asfixia raised her index finger as she felt the soul of Taylor mingling with the space around them. Binding him into the space with the power of their contract. “That’s it…goooood boooooy…” She whispered softly as Taylor stirred, the magic of immortality slowly filling him.

Immediately he jolted awake, no longer in a dazed cum drunk state, a giant devil stamp beginning to appear on his back. It almost looked like a pair of invisible nails were slicing the stamp into his back and writing it. But he didn’t scream in pain, and after it was finished, a flare of blue flame enveloped his body.

All his bruises, his strained muscles and small cuts began to heal. Even his sweat being dried and cleaned off of his body, eventually the flames coalescing into two living chains rising out of his back.

“Well slave…it’s time you met my mother, Zadrobi, and my two sisters, Castra, and Dantura!” Asfixia exclaimed.

But what she didn’t see, was Taylor’s eyes, as the chains emerged from his back. He blinked, and revealed the true color of his orbs. A bright purple showing off the power she had granted him.

Hell, he had only come here for a little fun tonight, but now, he had been given the keys to something much more…interesting.

The doors slowly closed…

THE END