mike

Prayers Answered I had gone to bed on my knees first. Naked on the floor beside the mattress, forehead pressed to the carpet, I opened my mouth and worshipped. Satan’s name felt thick and filthy on my tongue. I praised Him. I praised every demon under His command. I told them I was done pretending this body was mine. I begged to be hollowed out and remade into the perfect whore vessel—open, dripping, mindless, used for whatever They wanted. Anything goes. No limits. No “stop.” Just free use for Hell. Worshipping Satan and calling on His demons had always stirred me like nothing else. The second those names left my lips my hole would get wet and twitch, greedy and empty, clenching around nothing like it already knew what was coming. My cock would swell and leak without being touched. It was automatic. Sacred and filthy at the same time. Tonight was no different. By the time I finished the prayer my ass was already soft and slick, twitching hard, desperate to be filled. I climbed into bed still sticky with precum and the heat of that offering, heart hammering, hole fluttering like it was trying to suck the air itself inside me. Sleep took me fast. The weight slammed down harder than any previous night. He was on me before I could even surface from the dream. Massive. Horned. Skin the color of old bruises and wet ash. Eyes like pits of red that had clearly heard every word of the prayer. His cock was already hard against my ass—thick, ridged, freezing cold and leaking something that burned where it touched me. Behind it hung a heavy pair of swollen, toxic, cum-filled demonic balls, dark and tight, clearly loaded with more than any human body was meant to take. “You begged for this,” he snarled against my ear, voice layered with other voices, like a whole choir of demons speaking through one throat. “You got on your knees for the Dark Lord and offered this hole, this throat, this worthless cock. You asked every demon to use you. I am the first answer.” He didn’t undress me. He tore the sheets away and forced my face into the mattress, knees shoved wide, ass yanked up until my spine arched painfully. My hole was already wet and twitching hard from the worship, clenching and fluttering like it was trying to pull him in on its own. He noticed. Of course he noticed. “Look at that,” he growled, dragging the freezing head of his cock up and down my slick crack, teasing the twitching rim. “Satan’s name barely leaves your mouth and this slut hole starts dripping and winking like a trained whore. You were made for this.” No warning. No spit. Just the brutal shove of that demonic cock straight into my unprepared but already-soaked hole. The stretch was blinding, ripping, perfect. I screamed into the pillow as he bottomed out in one vicious thrust—then kept pushing. His swollen, toxic, cum-filled demonic balls followed the shaft, forcing their way past my rim with a wet, impossible stretch until the entire heavy pair was shoved inside me along with his cock. The pressure was insane. My hole was stretched around both the thick shaft and the full, loaded balls now sealed inside me, the weight of them pressing deep against my guts. Then something thicker swelled at the base of his cock. A knot. It forced its way past my rim with a brutal pop and locked everything in place—cock, balls, and all—until there was no escape. I thrashed under him, but the thick demonic knot held me sealed tight. Every frantic clench of my hole only made the trapped balls throb harder against my insides, heavy and toxic, clearly ready to unload. I was trapped. Completely. His cock locked in me. His swollen balls shoved inside with it. Knotted. Owned. “There it is,” he snarled, grinding the swollen knot and the trapped, cum-filled balls against my prostate while I sobbed into the mattress. “No pulling off. No running. You’re sealed on demon cock and demon balls now. Feel how full those are? All of it is going in you. This is what you prayed for—complete use with no escape.” He fucked me like a possession in progress, short, vicious thrusts that dragged the locked knot and the heavy, toxic balls over my prostate again and again. Wet, filthy sounds poured out of my body with every slam. My cock swung hard and leaking between my legs, untouched, ignored, because it no longer belonged to me. Every time I tried to reach for it he slapped my hand away hard enough to sting and snarled, “That cock is decoration now. It only gets to cum when a demon allows it. Understand?” I couldn’t answer. He was too deep, too thick, the knot holding me open and helpless while the swollen balls pressed against my guts and he rearranged me from the inside. My hole kept twitching and squeezing around the locked shaft and trapped balls like it had a mind of its own. So he wrapped one huge hand around my throat from behind, yanked my head up, and forced the words out of me between choked gasps. “Say it. Tell me what you prayed for.” “I—ah fuck—I prayed to be Satan’s whore… His slut… open for every demon… use me—use this hole—take everything—please don’t pull out—keep your balls in me—” “Good.” He slammed in harder, the wet slap of his hips against my ass filling the room while the knot pulsed and the toxic, cum-filled balls throbbed deeper inside me. “Then take it. Take every inch and every drop while I rewrite what you want. You’re not going anywhere until I decide to let you empty.” Something cold and thick pulsed out of him in heavy ropes, flooding my guts while the knot kept every drop sealed inside along with the still-swollen balls. It didn’t feel like cum. It felt like ownership liquid, toxic and claiming, spreading through my belly, crawling up my spine, sinking into the base of my brain. My thoughts went soft and slutty almost immediately. The last clean corners of resistance dissolved. Suddenly the only thing I could think about was how empty I would feel the second that knot finally shrank and those heavy balls slipped free, how badly I needed more demons, more cocks, more stuffed, locked use. My hole kept twitching and clenching around the locked cock and trapped balls, greedy for more even as it was already stretched beyond reason. He stayed buried to the root, knot still swollen and trapping both his cock and his toxic, cum-filled balls inside me, while the demonic seed worked, whispering filth that felt like it was being carved directly into my mind. “From this night forward every hard-on is for Us. Every time you touch yourself you’ll be thinking about demonic cock splitting you open, shoving its swollen balls in with it, and locking in place so you can’t escape. Every man you suck or fuck will just be practice for the real thing. Your hole will stay loose and hungry—always wet, always twitching the second you even think about Satan or His demons. Your mouth will water for cold, thick demon dick and the heavy balls that come with it. Your every want, every need, every desperate little desire belongs to Hell now. You asked for it. You got it.” Only when the knot finally began to soften did he pull out, with a wet, filthy sound—first the shrinking knot, then the thick shaft, and finally the heavy, still-swollen balls dragging free of my ruined hole. A rush of that cold, toxic seed poured down my balls and thighs in thick ropes, mixed with streaks of blood from how thoroughly he had torn the inside of my ass. My hole clenched and fluttered uselessly around the emptiness, still twitching like it was begging him to shove everything back in and lock me again. Before I could collapse he flipped me onto my back, straddled my chest, and shoved the same cock—still covered in a thick, glistening mix of his toxic cum and my own blood from the torn insides of my ass—straight down my throat. I gagged hard around the filthy, coppery taste of it, but he held my head still and fucked my throat like it was just another hole that had already been signed over. ��Swallow everything I give you. Taste what your hole just gave me. You’re a vessel now. Nothing goes to waste.” I did. Thick, freezing demon cum poured straight down my throat while he used my face, the lingering blood and seed from my ruined ass coating my tongue, and I swallowed greedily because the prayer had already rewritten me. When he finally pulled out, strings of spit, blood, and seed connected my lips to his cock. He smeared the filthy mixture across my face with the head, marking me. Then he leaned down, licked a slow stripe from my chin to my ear, and whispered the final claim: “Satan is pleased with His new whore. The others are watching. They will come. One by one or all at once. Your body is open season. Your mind is already Ours. That hole will keep getting wet and twitching every time you worship Us—just like it always has. And the next time a demon shoves his cock and his swollen, toxic balls inside you and knots you shut, you’ll thank them for trapping you so completely. Sleep in the mess I left in you. Dream of more. Crave more. Because the next time the dark is deep enough… we will take even more of you.” The weight lifted. I lay there trembling, hole gaping and leaking cold toxic seed and blood onto the sheets, still twitching and clenching around the memory of that locked cock and those heavy balls, cock still painfully hard and ignored, mind soft and thoroughly claimed. The prayer had been answered. I was no longer mine. I was the whore slut I had begged to become—marked, used, knotted, stuffed with demonic balls, throat filled with the taste of my own torn ass, and waiting for the next demon to decide what to do with me. Anything goes. And Hell had only just begun. #Incubus #DemonCock #SatanicWhore #Hellslut #DemonPossession #GayDemon #Knotted #GayFetish #DemonSex

mike @satansbugchaser

about 5 hours ago

@e_laziie Abandon Salvation. Embrace Satan. Worship Cock. Receive every sperm load.

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1 day ago

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2 days ago

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mike @satansbugchaser

about 5 hours ago

@Princessy9p 1- chat him up buy him a few beers, a few shots, then have him naked in the men’s room sucking that hairy hole and filling him with sperm while others watch.