Ain Soph OW | By : Minwax Category: +S through Z > Tales of Symphonia Views: 1734 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Richter Abend was not a patient man. He knew that he had precious little time to complete the ceremony he had planned. And if he did not complete this now then everything he had worked for would be lost. So this night as he approached the tent, he made up his mind on exactly what needed to be done.
The ceremony (according to the ancient and oddly stained tome he found it in) require the gayest, girliest, faggoty, looking man possible. While it was rather strange to find this phrasing inside a text entailing such archaic rituals, Emil fit the bill perfectly. The cocktail dress. The way he wore his hair. The insatiable lust for penis. Yes, he had take Emil several times. Both willingly and unwillingly. Richter had a reputation among certain circles as the God of Rape, and he much prefered having his way with girl-boys than having a willing partner. For Richter enjoyed forcing it, partially because he liked the power, but mostly it was because sex in and of itself had come to bore him.
The variety of perversions Richter had engaged in and forced upon others was long and would make normal people vomit just thinking about. Sure, some bondage might involve burning wax, but Richter found this pedestrian and began using scaling oil and then using leaving the burns to fester for a few days. Then he would use the wounds' pus as lube onto whatever orifice he could reach with his thick, 14 inch dick. He would then puncture the wounds and fuck them. Then if they were still alive he'd fuck them any which way he could until they were completely used, a husk designed just for fucking.
“Wake up, Emil.” He whispered. As the young man woke up, Richter immediately smacked him as hard as possible with a sock full of Gall knocking him back out. He then tied a spiked belt around Emil's balls (as per the ritual) and dragged him out of the tent toward the alter he had prepared.
Emil awoke with his jaw swollen. He saw Richter, framed against the moonlight. “What's going on?” he demanded. “I know we don't always get along but this is a little ridiculous. Shouldn't you appear randomly at the end of some dungeon I've had a bitch of time getting through?”
“What's going on,” said Richter, “is that tonight is the only night in a thousand years that one may perform the Ritual of the Endless Rape and ascend to the level of a Higher Fuck Demon. And you are to be the conduit for my ascension.”
With that he readjusted his glasses and removed his jacket. Every inch of his massive member was erect and he was wearing a series of cock rings over the entirety of it. He truly looked like he deserved his title, the God of Rape.
Emil was too stunned to move, which did not help him as Richter cracked him in the face with the flat of the Diablos axe, sending teeth flying everywhere. As Emil lay bleeding, Richter began to fuck his face. While his penis was certainly guarded against biting thanks to the straps covering it, teeth would hinder his efforts and he also had a preference for gummers since he had single handedly fucked an entire old folks home.
Emil was choking on a combination of precum, blood, and cockflesh. As he opened his mouth wider to breathe Richter went even deeper. First, he angled it so that his tip would press against the soft pallet at the top of Emil's mouth. It gave way a bit, but not enough to damage the brain. He then changed angles to directly take it all the way to his throat. “You've never had all of it before have you, Emil?” Emil made some odd noises, which could either have been an attempt at communication or merely a sound of utter surrender to the oral onslaught he was under.
“ALL IN” cried Richter, and he went balls deep on Emil. All 14 went down his throat and stayed there as cum poured into Emil. Richter let this go for a few minute, smiling smugly to him self as he noticed Emil's stomach fill from his burst of love seed. He began to pull out, semen still flowing and he showered the boy's face, so that it looked as if he had just fallen head first into a vat of blue cheese dressing. Emil then vomited and a mixture of blood, bile, and semen flew from his mouth to the ground. He collapsed into it.
This now left him boy pussy vulnerable as his cocktail dress rode up enough to reveal his backdoor entrance. Phase one of the ritual was done, now it was time for phase two. Muttering an incantation, Richter removed his cock straps, freeing his fuck rod to become engorged to its maximum size. Sigils began to glow upon it and he leapt into the air. “MYSTIC ARTE THUNDER ANAL EARTHEN PLUNGE” he cried as the entire length and width of him entered Emil's ass all at once. Lubrication was not an option.
He rapid began thrusting causing the earth beneath them to give way. A crater began to form with each thrust. Pausing only for a moment to insert a talisman into Emil's dickhole, Richter then stood up, lifting Emil still on his colossal wang. He then began waving him through the air screaming “WIGGLE WIGGLE WIGGLE” (as per the ritual) as the blonde began sliding further down his dick.
After 40 minutes of this Richter ejactulated precisely 24 gallons of his dick cream inside of Emil. The force was great enough to force the fucked boy off his dick onto the ground in a heap. Blood, feces, and semen poured from his bowels like piss coming out of my ass. Emil vomited again and soon was lying in a pool of bodily fluids at the bottom of this crater.
This phase of the ritual had gone better than expected. Richter took a golden chalice and filled it with the santorum that had just gushed forth. Going to the alter he drew a new, larger, more ancient sigil. He smiled as the circle began to glow. Tonight would be a night for the ages.
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