Date: Sun, 29 Jun 2003 22:17:53 -0400
From: M V <viscous2003@hotmail.com>
Subject: Submission To A Vampire Series Part III
This story is really farfetched. If you are religious you
may not want to read this or you may depend your outlook and
open-minded-ness to know this is not real but fantasy. I
tried to dream up something that took us further into the
Vampire/Demon thing and maybe I went too far because it's
taken me this long to dream up a third installment. I hope
you enjoy if you think it gets to demonic or intense for you
please stop reading it. Please be warned it has S&M,
masochism, rape and a bit of gore. The context is also
different than the originals especially at the ending. Hope
you enjoy the story and remember that is all it is A STORY.
My spelling and grammar may be of I didn't check this one as
carefully as the first tow.
Submission to A Vampire III
The Mouth of The Beast
Chapter One
He released the darkness around the week moaning human.
Soon he thought, pleased that he had released his mate to
join with another the Supreme Lord was reveling in the fact
that he had a new found toy to play with through the eons.
The fear stricken human had just surrendered him self out of
utter hopelessness. The human had just watched as his
former friend was married to his chosen master. Little was
the human aware of what his fate would bring.
So the blackness fell around them and the Lord kissed
the squirming human deeply. There was pleasure throbbing in
the human's body and fear echoing from every corner of his
mind. "You are mine," the Dark Lord reached out with his
thoughts into the humans mind, "your body and soul will be
surrendered to me and you will know no greater pleasure or
pain."
"I will fight you," echoed from within the fear
stricken human.
"You will give yourself freely, you just don't know it
yet," he answered the human back. The Dark Lord held the
human tighter and felt the fear and pleasure riding in the
humans mind, and the confusion.
"No," the human responded.
"You will be given two choices, one immortality the
other a painful death. You will choose the latter."
That was all he heard. There was darkness and silence.
Chapter Two
He awoke naked on a cold stone floor. The room was
made of granite brick from floor to ceiling and windowless.
There was one dim torch hanging from a corroded black holder
struggling to stay aflame and casting contorted shadows up
and down the stone walls of the chamber. It was cold and he
was shivering. There appeared to be no door and the shadows
danced off of the ceiling which was made of the same stone
as the floor. Fear filled his mind. Fear of isolation;
fear that no one would find him and most of all the fear of
having no choice but to surrender to the one that he was
sure to return for him. The one that left him here, the one
that told him there was no hope. The cold was getting to him
and he was shivering. At that point there was the sound of
stone dragging against stone. A portal opened in the
rounded wall of the chamber and there was light flickering
within.
What to do the human thought. He was, obviously far
from home and school. Worried about his friend and what he
had just seen. Did his friend die in the hands of the two
beasts? He looked like he was enjoying what had been done.
Curled up in pleasure in that black gargoyles clutches after
he had been fucked by both of them. What about the red
demon that had taken him here. Trying to be rational he
knew that he couldn't stay where he was. If he ventured out
into the orange glow of the open door what would be out
there? He was crippled with fear, yet in the back of his
mind he was curious. His friend had enjoyed being in the
clutches of the two beasts. He also had enjoyed being taken
by his friend back in the room in an encounter he had been
craving since they had become roommates in September. Only
it wasn't what he wanted when he realized to get it he would
have to sacrifice his life and soul. That was what seemed
like ages ago and things that were of the world were
mattering less and less it seemed.
He built up the courage to exit the room. Looking into
the narrow corridor that had formed when the wall opened he
was hit with a blast of heat and orange light. It wasn't
unbearable just warm and he pushed onward about 20 feet the
corridor opened onto a narrow bridge of stone. He looked
upward and what seemed about 300 feet above his head was the
roof of an immense cave. There was a lake of boiling lava
another 300 feet below. It was bubbling and rippling and
convulsing and undulating back into itself boiling in a fury
of liquid stone. The open portal and corridor ground to a
close forcing him to leap out. After it closed he tried to
get back, afraid of what might lie ahead. After the panic
subsided he realized he would now be trapped in a stone tomb
left for dead. He decided move ahead.
Chapter Three
He stepped onto the narrow bridge of stone. The huge
chamber was warm and the bridge was long. He could see the
end of the bridge where it looked like it met the opposite
wall of the cave. He walked across the bridge. His naked
feet padded along the warm smooth stones. He must have
walked for about 10 minutes when before him in the distance
he could see the bridge end. The immense size of the cave
and the distance of the far wall made it look like it
crossed the entire chasm. It didn't. At the end of the
bridge there was a round landing about 20 feet across with
two stone pillars holding a swing dangling from a cable. He
looked across the chasm now his view was unobstructed.
Before him was a huge stone carving of the read beast.
Perfect in form like the creature that had him in its grips
hours ago. The curled rams horns that protruded from the
side of his skull. The same evil yet ruggedly handsome face
and peering eyes looking back at him created fear and
longing. The statue was naked and his eyes followed the
huge muscular arms and torso to a giant cock and down the
legs to a pair of glowing feet that had waves of lava
splashing between the toes.
He turned to run back and as he did the bridge leading
to from where he cam fell into the ocean of molten rock
below with a crash. He was trapped. The swing hanging
between the pillars was rocking back and forth a bit form
the vibrations the collapse of the bridge had caused. He
looked at the swing and there was a cable suspended between
the pillars and the mouth of the huge statue of the beast.
The stone pillar began to vibrate, and he realized it
too was sinking into the lava pit below. Like an elevator
he was being lowered into a fiery death. He looked at the
cable and realized that if the pillar sunk to a level lower
than the mouth of the giant demon stature he would be dead
for sure.
Confusion, anxiety, fear. What was ahead? Pain and
death were here. He loosened the swing and sat into it.
The seat was made of leather and he placed his feet in the
stirrups so that is legs would be suspended comfortably and
he pushed off of the sinking platform. Out over the lava he
cruised towards the open glowing mouth of the beast. He
could see the serpents tongue inside now. Getting closer
the swing slowed as it lost momentum because of the sinking
column he left behind. The pulley over head hit a latch and
the swing slowed in the mouth of the carving as it
transferred to another set of pulleys and tackle. The mouth-
chamber was glowing red from torches that lined the sides.
The swing entered the mouth and slowed. He was
suspended above the tongue which was about 20 feet below
him. The tongue looked like it formed a slide that exited
the carvings mouth into the lava lake so he couldn't jump to
safety. He was holding the chains that suspended swing on
either side when some chains that were dangling off of the
sides of the swing came to life and wrapped around his
wrists, ankles and waist. He was trapped in the swing.
Ahead was a balcony with an open door. In the door was
the well defined figure of a man. It the dim light he could
see it was the one that brought him here. He panicked and
started to buck in the swing. He couldn't break the chains
that had him trapped. Fear gripped him. He couldn't
escape.
As the swing glided closer to the balcony. He felt the
arms of the demon reach out for his waist and pull his body
to a stop.
"You see," the demon spoke in a deep ominous voice, "I
told you that you would come of your own free will rather
than die for my gift."
"Free me," the human screamed as he felt the clawed
hands of the demon pull his body closer to his in the sling.
Chapter Four
The demon was standing between the legs of his
betrothed holding him by his waist as the human bucked in
fear. The chains of the sling clinked together as the beast
leaned over his prey. "You will appreciate me soon my
lover," he said as he lowered his mouth to the humans cock,
"but first I must give you a taste of what is to be."
The human bucked as the demons forked tongue slathered
over his cock and balls. He felt the warmth of the beast's
mouth engulf his hard cock as the tongue wrapped itself
around his shaft like a soft warm slippery snake. The demon
moved on to his balls licking and playing with them and
finally he licked his way to and entered the human's ass.
He bucked in the swing. Confused at the pleasure and
his surroundings he began to enjoy his predicament. The
beast looked back at him with his blood red eyes as he stood
there between his immobilized spread legs. His cock stood
erect, the demon didn't finish him. He felt the red beasts
strong hands resting on either side of his waist and his
cock pressing against his well lubed asshole. He knew.
The beast pulled him closer; he loosened his body as he
felt the crown of the huge blood red cock slide into him.
He couldn't struggle. His thoughts wandered, was he too
exhausted to struggle or did it feel too good to care. The
beast pulled him closer penetrating deeper. Their middles
met. He lay almost parallel to the stone ground in the
sling looking down his body past his own rock hard cock at
the huge blood red colored beast. This handsome abomination
was taking him and he couldn't, wouldn't stop him.
The beast's mid-section of rock hard ribbed abs rested
against his cock and balls which were burning with pleasure.
He followed the perfectly v shaped muscular abdomen up to
the large well formed large nippled pectorals. He wanted
to reach for them and for himself release his pleasure but
the chains held him fast to the sling. His eyes met the
demons eyes for the first time. He didn't look away; he was
enchanted by the evil handsomeness of this devil. The devil
smiled at him, and leaned forward to press his face to the
humans. They kissed. The human felt the forked tongue
feather around the outside of his open wanting mouth.
The devils hands slowly moved up his sides, with his
claws gently tickling him as they passed under his arm to
rest on his shoulders holding him from underneath. He
couldn't move, he was paralyzed from the pleasure and the
fear of whatever his fate would now be.
Then the devil pulled him the final way onto his cock
as he thrust his tongue into the open mouth of his prey.
The human bucked, this time without fear, but with pleasure.
He felt the beast pumping him and kissing him at the same
time. His cock was pressed between third undulating bodies
waiting to explode, to release him. The demon pumped harder
and harder he thirsted back in the sling as hard as he
could. This went on for quite some time and then the demon
leaned back and out a large deafening roar that echoed
through the chamber. His cock still throbbing inside the
ass of the all too willing human he was fucking.
"You are mine," he howled bearing he fangs for the
human to see as he trusted forward again burying his fangs
in the neck of his new lover with a crunch. The human
howled in pain and agony that lasted for a few moments as
the demon sucked his life and soul from his veins.
There was pleasure again, as he and the devil were
pumping again. His cock was ready to explode and it did
from the rubbing it was getting while the demon sucked his
body dry. He began to feel faint, but the pleasure that he
experienced was like no other. Life slipping away and cum
bursting from his cock as it rubbed against the devil's abs.
He felt the strength of the demons huge cock still filling
the inside of his body with pleasure as the beast pounded
him.
He felt the Satan's cock explode in his body and he was
bucking with pleasure as he died in the arms of his new
master and eternal lover. There was no greater ecstasy.
Darkness began to fall inside and outside of his mind and he
finally rested in pleasure as he now knew just to whom he
belonged. There was no fear now just fading light and the
impeding darkness of the pleasure filled eternity he would
share with his lord.
Chapter 5
He released his fangs from the humans limp neck.
Having consumed him entirely and feeling the man's cum on
his red flesh the devil, Satan knew he had found his new
lover. Even in death this one allowed himself to give and
take pleasure from his master. He kissed the lips of his
new lover as he released the dead human from the sling.
"Soon he said, my love," propping up the limp body,
"you will be reborn into a new existence. One you could not
have imagined as a human and one you will never forsake."
He took the limp body one arm under his knees and the
other suspending his back and walked the lifeless body over
the threshold into his domain.
Coming soon... The Rebirth.