Writer: Destiny1961
Subject: Seri Shadow And The Baphomet
Link: Email LS666 / 28.08.2022
Seri Shadow And The Baphomet
We are getting stronger inside and have decided to take the name, “Seri Shadow.” I have a couple things to share with you and you can share them or not. I have posted a new pic on “FetLife” of Asmodeus and am going to send it to you.
Am going to write about two things, one is the ceremony I performed and what happened a morning this week. You know my feelings on some things such as, “Scat” and all which now has me believe have gone darker and losing control. So this will be what happened after the initial ceremony and when I write that this will come into view more.
I performed the ceremony and have been feeling my duality and being guided. About two years back when I moved I had called on the “Baphomet” to intertwine with me as it represented the dark duality I felt in my spirit.
I had read that it is her who is tied to the sign Gemini and also most likely the one who would possess a Gemini. Is that a bad thing. So have been on a spiritual roller coaster between the dark and light since. So one night I find myself being called as I am talking to the abyss. I have asked to be guided and researched how to find my matriarch or demon guide.
I found an old video of the Baphomet with its sigil and summoning “Enn”. I am lying in bed with my christian wife in the other room as I start to lightly chant for the Baphomet. I have been trying to learn about sigils and how to activate or use them to summon, though still learning.
I lay in bed and stare at the sigil as I repeat the “Enn” as the sigil starts to blur. I call and ask forgiveness as I have forgotten about her and wanting us to be spiritual twins. Of coarse like all demons or spirits they can be offended and get revenge. So I asked if she was in fact my guide to the abyss.
I now start to get feelings of my spiritual and even physical shall I say androgyny? I felt she was with me and I owed her. It was time for bed but could not sleep so went and sat on my sofa as my wife was in one bedroom and her mom in the other.
I pulled out paper and drew the sigil and while found somewhere it said the ring around the sigil helps bind until needed I drew it without as if to say roam free my love. I then drew it on my chest between my shall I say moobs where I felt is my soul, again no ring. I leaned back and closed my eyes and got chills as I chanted lightly. Was he or she with me, I hoped so. It was time and I cleaned off the sigil and retired for the night.
The next morning I did a small ritual in front of my mirror where I called for her and wanted help in my duality. My offer was quite simple as I wanted her to join me in my body for the day and enjoy my world as part of me. That whole day I went and felt myself switching pronouns from him to her to they and it felt wild.
The hard part was the lust that was building inside as it was like talking to a horny sister inside me as we were looking at girls and guys and talking about sexual adventures with them and how we could seduce them into our world. The day came and went and it was time for her to go for a bit. I thanked her and we parted ways.
It is a couple nights later and am watching a ballgame on my phone as the others went to bed. In between innings I looked her up again and could not go back to the game. I started to summon to ask what she wanted and found myself picking up a pen and drew the sigil again but this time with the ring.
I remember last time I dreamt — a brimstone symbol — this time I draw another ring that attached under the other and finished it off to make it a pentagram. I sat there a bit when it was time to retired and found myself asking if they were sure and would comply as I threw on my shirt over the markings and climbed into bed next to my Christian wife.
It was like dark and light as I felt like I was laying next to her while in the arms of another ,this one from the dark side. But it felt like something was saying we had more work to do in the morning as I remember I used the, “Satan Enn” as well when drawing the pentagram.
Was he now calling me as through the ceremony I gave of myself. I could almost feel how it felt when was lying the with the toy inside me after the ceremony as if he was with me through this night. Maybe lying there with the symbols and spirits with me next to a woman with God in her was a test.
It is the morning and I wake with a weird sense about me. My wife is about to head out for work which usually gives me about forty-five minutes of dark to call or summon in my bathroom where I do my rituals. It is a weird feeling as almost like a man or woman feels after a good night of sexual lust. But I shrug it off as feel called to the bathroom.
I feel one should be clean and all but not feeling it this morning as I get naked and this time even remove my shoes, as I read so my feet could draw power from below. I turn off the lights and just the wax melt candle going as I start. I see the symbols on me and Then get this feeling and turn that off. I can barely even see my own shadow in the mirror as I start to use the “Baphomet Enn”.
I feel her presence and begin as I ask for her help to transform my body supernaturally as I can no longer take hormones due to a stroke. I ask if she can guide me to the demons who can do this and help with my lust and a spirit of the sacred prostitute. I then find myself chanting the, “Satan Enn” as if she is calling him. Then I start asking him for help in this and then a weird feeling as if he wants to fuck me. Then a crazier feeling as if the Baphomet wants to be fucked by him using my body as I notice the two symbols are together.
I find myself rubbing my tits and ass and even slip a finger into me as I am not clean for other things when I feel him. Or is it her as they want something and I find myself stumbling in the dark and grab my toy. I start to lick and kiss the head of the phallus and get heated. I rub it against my penis and balls and between my legs and tease the hole.
But I can barely see as I kind of spit slightly on the head and rub it against my hole.Not much spit as cannot even see the phallus. I usually use a drop of body wash on the head but cannot even find that. I find the sink and turn on the hot water and put it under and rub it against my chest and between my legs. There are things in the bathroom and trying to avoid such as tools on the floor and litter box.
But is almost like sand as there is litter on the floor,but that does not seem to matter as even though there is not much lube with the water it is like she is opening my hole and the head pushes into me. I slip it in and pop it back out as if they are teasing me and then under the faucet again and across my tits and in the hole and out again. There are rings on this so I go a few rings in and back out and again, water and repeat each time deeper.
Again the water and this time kiss the head. But there is a weird taste. I rub against the tits again and back in and out going deeper. The hard part to actually believe is that I did not clean out and now know what the taste is. It is weird as I start to realize and yet even though that does disgust me the next time I ran it under the water and licked the head almost as if seeing if it was and then licked the shaft and sucked it slightly.
I then realized I was not in control and maybe this punishment for not paying attention to the Baphomet sooner or if she was just horny. I found myself sliding it in and out and shoving even as for the only the second time it went past the second sphincter. I stood there realizing my cock was bent downward towards the abyss as I tasted the precum from its head and started to stroke as some light started to come through the small window.
I know ejaculation is a great offering so went to my toilet and stroked as I had the toy inside and started to repeat .— “Ave Satanas” — as I shot and got a big chill. I pulled out the toy and turned on the lights to see a smudge on my chest as I cleaned it and the symbols off with alcohol and then lay in my bed spent for a few minutes trying to figure out what just happened.
I can only say my body and mind felt like a woman who was just pleasured by her lover sexually and was content. Is this the beginning? I then pictured the neighborhood whore and then followers of my dark king and remembered her telling me once the reason she did it is because there are people with needs and by taking care of them she gets some sort of energy each time they cum. She could not explain why but we know.