The Dream by Destiny1961

I was corresponding with a new friend that I met online. We were talking about our most secretive of dreams.

I was telling her about my thoughts of feminizing and satanic things. I told her about being on this BDSM site. I mentioned finding some sissy hypnosis and meeting a man who was going to hypnotized me. I told her about a satanic sex ritual, that I had seen on a pornographic site. In the ritual, a genetic female was laid out over an altar, and a male dripped and poured hot wax on her breasts.

I confessed to her that it was one of the reasons that I wanted to have my own breasts.

I had described to her, that during the video of the satanic ritual, the genetic woman was being flogged across her large breasts. In the following scene, she was on all fours, as her back and ass were flogged raw, then more waxed poured over her. I found it very sensual. I could feel the heat and pain of Hell. The male, then got behind her, lifting his hands to call to Satan, as he plunged his cock into her.

A couple of days later, while I was looking at the satanic hypnosis site, I came across a video called “The Ritual of Lust (Samhain).” In this video, there is a female talking to the camera. She is telling you all about being in a ritual where you are naked and oiled up. Then you see Satan himself. He has come to take her. She is looking up at him with adoration, as he plunges his demonic cock into her mouth and down her throat.

I told my new friend that I have pictured this many times — as I desire for Satan to make me into his woman. I told her about my dark hypnosis session. I wanted to be able to let my feminine alter-ego out. I wanted to be able to enjoy myself, as “her”. In this hypnosis, I found myself in the forest. Satan himself had taken me there. He’d tied me down. Satan took me anally. As he seeded me “she” came alive.

The hypnotist had told me that as I could easily be programmed we had to be careful about how we conducted the session — that when I was under, he’d felt “gifts” from inside me — that “she” would use me to come forth. I told my new friend there were times, when “she” was taking over … and I did not mind.

My new friend asked me about things, like poppers and weed. I told her I did weed years ago. I’d seen videos that used poppers. She sent me a link to the popper-sissy-hypnosis site. They said it was satanic. It called to me or “us” (as my alter-ego) to give ourselves to Satan so he would make us whole.

My new friend said that she was one of his sissy daughters. I confessed that I had always felt his calling.

“I have an alter-ego,” she said, “She’s called Tina. We use poppers and weed. Tina could help to bring you closer to Satan.”

She jokingly mentioned doing sodomy in the clouds.

“The broken,” she said, “Could become new — as the Bible says, God won’t push himself on you, neither will Satan. So one has to agree if they are to be taken.”

We talk about different scenarios.

“Why don’t you take a hit from your poppers? Combine it with your hypnosis videos, — then sleep on it,” she suggested, “You could perform this while your alter-ego is dressed in female clothing, including a wig.”

I went to my mirror and got my dildo out. I called out first for my alter-ego to come forth so that I could become “her”.

As I began the hypnosis, my alter-ego was suddenly brought to life. I didn’t realize, until that moment, that she too, considered herself a daughter of Satan. We hit the poppers.

“Daddy!” she called out.

A chill passed through me and I felt devilish hands upon me. I felt an incredible lust building inside of me. Intuitively knew that I would have to give my sexuality over to her — as our offering — I grabbed my dildo, worshiped it as a sacred phallus, and soon I found myself running it on my breasts and face, licking it, and rubbing it against my asshole.

“Give us a sign,” we ask.

I swear, I heard a dark voice. It was cloudy and dreamy.

“You must first give yourself to the phallus,” the voice said.

I took my dildo and poppers into the bedroom. My hypnotist had warned me about when using the poppers whilst under hypnosis, as they can open you up, to unwanted things. But I was passed this point. I put on a satanic-sissy-hypnosis video. Everyone in these videos seemed to be high on drugs.

“I am waiting for you — in the clouds,” the voice said.

The next video began. It was a kind of Illuminati-type one with influences of extreme BDSM. The protagonist of this video was being broken and in the end, became a sacred whore. Finally, the voice told me that I had to make an offering. So, using the dildo, I plunged it into my ass.

“You have a sister and brother,” said the voice, “They will bring you to me — but you must submit …. you must submit.”

I told my new friend what had happened.

“Wow,” she said, “That gives me a chill. They have spoken to me about this.”

“Who’s they?” I asked.

“They … oh, they are are the two sides of me,” she replied, “Him and her, they said, they would meet you, and bring you to Daddy. Tina wants to meet you. She has even stronger poppers — but you must agree to wrap your lips around me and suck on my cock — then Tina would take you into the clouds and meet with Daddy.”

I agreed and went to meet with her face-to-face.

When she answered the door, she was between both sides. She had started to get ready. We sat and drank together.

“It helps if you are dressed with make-up,” she suggested.

We shared a joint.

“They feel something coming from you,” she said, “They believe that you have a “gift” and that Daddy wants you to share it with them.”

A gift? I wasn’t sure what she meant.

She put a satanic video on her big-screen television.

“Were you serious about the flogging and the wax?” she asked.

I am starting to get high.

‘Yes,. I am,” I answered, “Tell me more about Tina.”

“Well actually, Tina is in the room next door,” she stated, ” And Tina is waiting to take you to Daddy. But … you must agree to completely submit.”

I nodded.

She puts suction cups on my nipples. They made my nipples puffy, just to the point of light pain. She did the same to herself.

“Our nipples will become very sensitive to the touch,” she told me.

We enter her room. Inside, I could see that it was set up for a ritual. There was a bed with a pentagram cover and bindings. There were candles around it. There was a small altar. It reminded me of something I’d seen in a satanic movie. I walked over and checked the bindings.

“The bindings,” she said, “You won’t need to use them, as long as you’re committed … But they will come in useful, later,” she added.

“It’s time,” she announced.

She lit all the altar candles. We knelt before the evil altar and called for our demons to embrace us … to possess us … to take us to Daddy.

“We’re now lesbian sisters and both daughters of the master,” she says.

We both called for a few demons to join us.

“Asmodeus,” we called to the God of Lust.

“Lilith,” of course, we called to Lilith and her sisters of prostitution.

“Do you feel them?” she asked.

“I do,” I moaned, “I can share my gift with you, so you too can feel them.”

We held hands and went to the bed together. We lit more candles around the bed. It was our sacred circle as we blessed the demons that we sought to possess us. We knelt in the center.

“We must prepare our minds.”

We hit the poppers and then a bong.

“Kiss her,” she asked.

I kissed her hard on the mouth. Our lips mashed together in lust. Our tongues eagerly explored each other. Then we began to play together using the dildos on each other.

In between we used the poppers and weed.

“I want you to meet Tina,” she told me, “Don’t be afraid as he has called for her to bring us together with him. Now, close your eyes …”

I closed my eyes.

“Satan! Satan! Satan!” she called out loud.

I feel his presence.

“Tina has something for you,” she told me.

With my eyes closed, I felt it, as smoke blew across my face. I opened my eyes and there she was. She held a glass pipe in her hands.

“It will help make the clouds for Daddy,” said Tina as she handed it to me.

I took a small hit at first and felt very weird inside. As the room got rather cloudy, I started to see shadows. Tina kissed me.

“We will be sisters after this.”

Tina laid me down and we both immediately got into a sixty-nine position. Tina wrapped her lips around my dick and mounted my face. I am hornier then ever. My new friend had told me that Tina would do that. Tina sucked on my hard cock as she face-fucks me. We eventually explode together, shooting our semen into each other’s mouths.

After she had cum, Tina kept her spent cock in my mouth and her lips remained tightly wrapped around mine. I feel the pressure. I moaned against her cock flesh. Tina pulled from my mouth.

“We must take the next step!” she said.

She slid her hardening cock back into my mouth and began to piss in my mouth. I not only find myself swallowing her delicious urine but I began to piss in her mouth too. Once we’d emptied our bladders over each other, Tina slid from me. We shared a little more weed, and poppers and made more clouds.

Tina laid me down again.

“You must accept me as your sister,” she said, “I will give you to Daddy.”

I was unsure who “Daddy” was. Then, she slid off of me and lifted my legs, and shoved her cock right up my asshole. I heard her moan loudly.

“Accept me. Accept me as your sister!”

And then exploded inside of my anus.

“It is time!” Tina announced.

She put the clamps back on my puffy and sore nipples. She slid my arms and legs into the restraints so that they formed the five points of the pentagram. Then she bound them to me. She drew an inverted cross on my forehead. Then, a pentagram, and “666” on my belly.

“He is waiting for you to call him,” Tina said.

I began to chant the Satanic Enn. She blew out the candles around the circle and left the room. I lay there. I was high in the clouds, chanting his Enn. That was when I first felt him.

I heard a male voice say he was waiting for me to be broken. I see a male figure enter the clouds. He tells me to hit the bong as he holds it and then puts black candles on the stands around the circle. He brought over a longer thicker butt plug and a flogger. He put different clamps on my nipples. The pain increased. I started to realize it was my sister’s brother or her other side.

“My sister has already committed you and now it is my turn,” he said.

He took a hit of the pipe and blew it up my ass as he lifts my legs slightly. Then, he slipped in the butt plug. I feel the pressure of it — pressed up my rear. He took another hit and blew smoke in the air. He lit each of the candles in order as they surrounded the place where I was bound — muttering a prayer each time as he lit a candle.

I feel something strange and quivered.

“We summon you, oh great Satan,” he said.

The candles began to flicker. He walked over to the altar and looked in a mirror that was there.

“Satan! Great Satan!” he chanted, “Come to us … enter this doorway … accept your new daughter.”

I continued to chant the Satanic Enn again, over and over, as he walked back to me with a candle that he placed on my chest. He took one more hit of the pipe — at this point, the room was just one big cloud. He picked up the candle and blew the cloud across my body. He looked down at me with a strange stare.

“Don’t be afraid, my Sister, I am right here inside,” his voice changed as she spoke through him, “I am waiting for you.”

He began to drip and pour wax over my sensitive nipples. I began to fidget with the tingling pain of the wax as it burned and hardened over my nipples. He dripped it on the “666” sign on my belly and then grabbed the candles from the stands one by one, dripped each upon me, and returned each candle to its original place.

“Feel me,” he told me as he grabbed a flogger.

He flogged my waxed and clamped breasts hard. He pulled my head to the edge of the bed. He looked down and said that it had begun. He began to flog the pentagram across my belly, then slid his dick in my mouth and fucks my face. He leaned over me … going deeper down my throat … he said something that I didn’t quite hear as he explodes between my lips and then holds his cock inside my throat.

I know what is coming next. He pissed down my throat. I fidgeted and quivered as my mind and spirit started to break. He leaned further forward and began to suck my rigid cock until I cum — and as I came in his mouth — I began to break down. I watched as he stood back up. My body appeared pink. He unbound me. He made me sit, take another hit, and then had me on my belly.

He started to flog my back and butt. He poured more hot wax over me. I moaned, almost crying, as I lay on my sore belly and breasts. I felt the flogging, and even slapping, as he called to me.

“Break! You must be broken!”

Then my body went limp. He took it as a sign. Again, I heard her voice, through him.

“We will take you,” they said.

Sister and brother removed the plug, then blew smoke up my ass.

“Please accept your daughter, Daddy. Send your demons to become one with me as I submit my mind and spirit. Thy will be done on Earth as it is in Hell,” he called out to Satan, “It’s time!”

He laid on my back.

“Are you ready to give yourself?” he says in what sounds more like a growl.

I lifted my head slightly as he held a popper to my nose.

“Sniff,” he told me.

He takes one more big hit and blows it over my face.

“Welcome,” he tells me, “Exhale!”

He shoved into me, and like before, after seeding me he stayed inside my bowels as he began to urinate inside of me — filling me with his foul piss. He slumped limply against my sore back for a while, then got up and left the room, as I lay there broken. I am now my alter-ego.

After a few minutes, I felt the bindings removed. It is my sister who slid in against me. Cuddling me with my hard dick between her cheeks. She told me to take her for the first time — as her sister — I slid into her and she rolled forward so she was on her belly and I was on her back. I couldn’t see any more shadows. I felt different, knowing they were with me. I cum and piss inside her. Then we blew out the candles together in the same order. One remaining candle still flickered on the altar — it lit up a statue of the Baphomet — which almost appeared to be smiling — as we played like two satanic lesbians, sucking, fucking, and smoking. The candle flickered out as we continued to play in the darkness.

THE END