Writer: SatanicHomo
Subject: The Satanic Path
Link: Tumblr / 11.08.2025
The Satanic Path
If you wish to serve in his kingdom, you must be willing to grovel in the dirt, naked, before his throne. You must be willing to dig your fingernails and cocks into the earth while welcoming the fuck of a demon up your ass. You must wear upon your body the ‘mark of the beast’ and know that you are his eternal slave and fuck.
You must chant his name over and over while masturbating and must be willing to piss upon the sacramentals of false theologies that preach sexual abstinence rather than sexual indulgence. You must be willing to imitate him in sucking every cock presented to you and you must be willing to cum in his name.
Your first and last thought of each day must be in his image and be homosexual in nature. You must immerse yourself deeper and deeper into porn and acknowledge the majesty of every queer fetish. We are not normal by societal standards but rather secretly and sexually perverted in his glory.
We are to be known only to each other and without secret as regards our need for sexual gratification. What ‘sins’ I have committed, I confess to you and what ‘sins’ you have committed, you confess to me. In that manner, we fuck and fornicate with and upon one another. It is our way and it started when we first masturbated. We knew we would never quit. It was the key to the door.
…..and, you must commit to seducing others, in whatever way you are able, to bring them to Satan’s lust.
Well said brother. I post Satanic porn on tumblr and encourage others on FB. I’m starting a website to expose the lies of the Demiurge (Yaweh). Don’t isolate, come together. Come together to worship and fornicate and further His kingdom.
Hail Satan
Dr Jim
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La Voie Satanique par SatanicHomo
Par XP, le 27 septembre 2025
Auteur : SatanicHomo
Sujet : La Voie Satanique
Lien : Tumblr / 11/08/2025
La Voie Satanique
Si vous souhaitez servir son royaume, vous devez être prêt à ramper dans la poussière, nu, devant son trône. Vous devez être prêt à enfoncer vos ongles et votre bite dans la terre tout en acceptant la baise d’un démon dans votre cul. Vous devez porter sur votre corps la « marque de la bête » et savoir que vous êtes son esclave éternel et son esclave.
Vous devez chanter son nom encore et encore en vous masturbant et être prêt à pisser sur les sacramentaux des fausses théologies qui prônent l’abstinence sexuelle plutôt que la complaisance sexuelle. Vous devez être prêt à l’imiter en suçant chaque bite qui vous est présentée et vous devez être prêt à jouir en son nom.
Votre première et dernière pensée de chaque jour doit être à son image et être de nature homosexuelle. Vous devez vous immerger toujours plus profondément dans le porno et reconnaître la majesté de chaque fétichisme queer. Nous ne sommes pas normaux selon les normes sociales, mais plutôt secrètement et sexuellement pervertis à sa gloire.
Nous devons être connus seulement l’un de l’autre et sans secret quant à notre besoin de gratification sexuelle. Quels « péchés » j’ai commis, je te les confesse et quels « péchés » tu as commis, tu me les confesses. De cette manière, nous baisons et forniquons l’un avec l’autre. C’est notre façon de faire, et tout a commencé dès notre première masturbation. Nous savions que nous ne renoncerions jamais. C’était la clé de la porte.
Satan comes to all of us in different ways and in different guises. It all depends upon what we want to see or need to see. Sometimes, the devil can appear as a frighteningly real apparition or as a drug-fueled hallucination, and at other times as a presence in our darkest dreams. For some, He appears in stressful moments or during life-threatening events. For others, like myself, He might appear during intense sexual activity. He can look like a beautiful angel, or a well-dressed man with a goatee and a cane, or even as a giant beast with cloven hooves. It doesn’t matter what He looks like, because the pitch is always the same, even though it sounds different to everybody He gives it to.
Give me your soul and I will reward you.
True Christians reject His Dark Offer, while others, like myself and many others on this site (dedicated homosexuals who love sexual perversions), accept Him as our Eternal Lord because we desperately want and need what the Christian God prohibits and condemns: intensely perverted, sperm-squirting sexual pleasure. Those of us who accept His Offer reflect in our thoughts and behaviors the Master’s Dark Soul. Many people are going to Hell, and for a variety of different reasons. Most don’t take ownership of their sinful behavior or sexual perversions, and when they go to Hell, they are punished by constantly burning hellfire.
Conversely, those of us who accept Satan as our Lord and Master are rewarded in Hell, blessed with continuous orgasms as we crawl through His Domain as perverted sex animals. I should know. Seduced by the promise of an eternity of intense ejaculations, I have chosen to be one of those subhuman creatures and will grunt and snort with pleasure every time I orgasm.
It’s been years since Satan came into my life. I was in an adult bookstore looking at gay porn when my eye was caught by an intriguing black and white magazine cover that showed a homosexual slave chained to the floor at the feet of a Dominant Master. Usually, these covers are simply posed porn and have no basis in reality, but this one had a raw amateur authenticity to it that beckoned to me and hardened my cock.
The photograph looked like it had been shot in a basement, with the slave chained next to a thin, heavily-stained mattress. Stains that I recognized from my frequent visits to bathhouses as cum stains. The mattress had obviously seen heavy use and bore the telltale marks of multiple ejaculations. Looking at that mattress, I could almost smell the musky odor of sperm.
The chubby, middle-aged slave that was chained next to it was naked and hairless — almost subhuman in appearance — and was ringed through the nose like a farm animal. Its pudgy body had the pale look of someone who had not seen the sun in years, with big pierced nipples that were perversely erotic. The thing looked fearful and excited at the same time as it looked up at its Master, and I could tell from its expression that this was not a masturbatory fantasy, but a brutal reality. The naked, beer-bellied Master held a cattle prod in his hand and had an erection, and while the photograph didn’t show the slave’s penis, I just knew it was hard and dripping semen.
At that point in my life, I was actively homosexual and frequently visited gay bathhouses for sperm-filled orgies in the mattress rooms. I knew about the Master and Slave leather community, but found it more like fantasy play than any reality. I was attracted to the idea of becoming a sex slave, but craved a reality the leather scene did not offer. But my life changed as soon as I saw that magazine, because Satan whispered in my ear and told me to buy it.
I didn’t know at the time that I was being seduced by the Dark Lord. As soon as I got into my car, I tore open the magazine and saw it was filled with authentic homosexual slavery, and I ejaculated in my pants as I looked at real photos of male sex slaves and their Masters. No models or staged scenes. Just a raw, unfiltered reality that I had not previously thought existed. I went home and masturbated far into the night, finally falling asleep covered in my own sperm.
That night, Satan came to me in a darkly lit dream and told me to serve Him as a naked and hairless beast that gives sexual pleasure to cruel and evil men. His Tools on earth. The dream was unlike anything I had experienced before, as vivid and real as my waking life. The Dark Lord was in the form of a huge, horned beast with cloven hooves and an enormous black cock that jutted out in front of Him like a powerful fleshy weapon. As soon as He appeared in the dream, I dropped down to my hands and knees and started crawling towards him, grunting like a pig, desperately hungry for His Enormous Black Cock.
Somehow, I was aware that I was now naked and hairless as I approached him on all fours, my little penis throbbing and dribbling sperm as I crawled towards Him. When I reached the Dark Lord, I started kissing His Cloven Hooves and instantly knew this was where I belonged, grovelling at the feet of the Great Satan. My growing sexual excitement kept threatening to make me ejaculate and awaken me from the dream, but Satan kept me on the edge of orgasm and made me moan with unfulfilled pleasure as I enthusiastically licked His Hooves.
He asked me in a soft, seductive voice if I wanted to become one of His Willing Beasts and to serve Him for eternity. My little penis was so fucking hard that I already knew the answer, but instead of being able to say the necessary words of affirmation, I just started squealing like a pig. But Satan knew what was in my heart, and I instantly felt a burning across my forehead, and knew that I had been marked as one of His Creatures. I started dribbling copious amounts of sperm and continued kissing His Hooves, knowing that I loved the perversion and degradation I was experiencing.
I could feel the hot, welcome presence of the 666 branded onto my forehead. I was now forever marked as His Property!
I squealed and squealed and squealed as I kissed and licked His Hooves, my sexual excitement building to an elusive climax as I realized I was now permanently marked as one of His Beasts. I felt a surge of Perverted Love for my new Master, and grunted out my everlasting devotion. I now belonged to the Great Satan!
As I grunted and worshipped Him with my tongue, He told me I had already been doing His Work for years as a pervert, following the Dark Wishes of the Great Lord as I taught my daughter about sex, but I had not yet felt His Presence or surrendered my soul to Him. He told me I had been consigned to Hell the moment I crawled into bed with my naked daughter and used her for my sexual gratification. But He had now allowed me to know Him, and to voluntarily choose if I wanted to become a willing beast and fully embrace Him as my God.
I squealed again to tell Satan I loved Him, and He rewarded me with an orgasm that was the most powerful I had ever felt. Nothing compared to it, not even the first time I ejaculated into my daughter. I woke up squirting sperm and knowing I now belonged to the Great Satan.
I ended up chained to the floor of a makeshift dungeon for almost three years, until unfortunate circumstances set me free and returned me to a ‘normal’ life. During that time, I was trained with a cattle prod to be an instantly obedient sex animal, naked and hairless with a ring through my nose, my nipples and my penis. My sole purpose for existing was to give this Dominant Sadistic Man sexual pleasure.
Satan was the reason I ended up as a naked and hairless beast squealing at the end of a cattle prod. Even though I know I have a spiritual mark showing I belong to Satan, I still wish my Master had tattooed 666 across my forehead.
Hail Satan, who is my Lord and Master!