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Welcome to the Herd
By William W. Kelso
Ohhhh, it feels so good! I thought, my thighs slapping against the females rump as I fucked her, soooo good! And that was one thing that made it so horrible, that it DID feel so incredibly good. What I was doing was unnatural, but I couldn't stop! I didn't WANT to stop, I wanted, needed, the pleasure more than anything. I grunted in pleasure as I fucked my 'mate', and thought about how I had come to be in this horrible situation.
I certainly wasn't a bad person, but I wasn't particularly good either, but what did I do to deserve this?? But no, I know the answer to that, the truth is I did it to myself and have no one else to blame. I set myself up for this, all she did was accept my invitation and take advantage of my stupidity and arrogance. I gave myself to her like a present, all nicely wrapped with a big bow.
I had thought it was all bullshit, I mean, summon a demoness from Hell? But my 'friend' had been so adamant, so convincing I decided to give it a try. I mean, what could it hurt? And it would be worth a laugh or two. Had I only known then what I know now. But there are no second chances, not here. I don't even blame my 'friend'; he merely gave me the means to damn myself. I did the damning.
With a deep moaning grunt I orgasmed, my cock pulsing, balls throbbing as I came, the pleasure so intense it was almost agonizing. With a softer grunt I pulled my cock from my 'mate', followed by a dribble of cum. Quickly I chose another female, and there were plenty to choose from, and positioning myself, mounted her with a powerful lunge, and gripping her in front of her hind legs started fucking her as fast as I could, both of us grunting in pleasure. Oh, it feels soooo good!
I met Sebastian as a BDSM dungeon I occasionally visited. I wasn't much into participating, but did like to watch. Naked woman chained up had always been a big turn-on for me. But it had to be in person, photos bored me. So I was fairly active in that community. Sebastian was a watcher too, a dark little man with brown skin, black hair, and intense black eyes, one of those old types of Spaniard that had conquered Empires and spread the Glory of Spain across the world. Dark, mysterious, deadly, yet incredibly charming and generous at the same time, and evil incarnate. He was the type that destroyed whole civilizations for the 'Glory of God' and ran the dungeons of the Inquisition.
We ran into each other fairly frequently at the dungeon and similar 'activities', and became friends of a sort, more because of our mutual 'interests' than any other reason. He was also a history buff, which I guess was understandable as turns out he was there for much of it, but of course I had no idea he was close to 500 years old, he didn't look any older than 30 or 40 tops. And he played me; set me up, like an expert, which he was. Being 'guys' we naturally talked about 'guy' things, including what it would be like to have bigger dicks and to be able to fuck for as long, and often, as we wanted, with any girls we wanted. Typical guy stuff, if anyone tells you they're never thought; or talked, about that they're liars. But I was pretty skeptical when he told me I could have all of those things, for real.
'Yeah, right! I had said, what do I have to do, get a donkey dick transplant?' But he hadn't laughed, and said, deadly seriously,
"No, just summon a demoness and fuck her. They love to have sex with mortals. And it's the best sex you'll ever have, believe me, I know."
"You've fucked a demoness?" I had laughed.
"Oh yes, many times. He'd replied. You see, I'm a demonologist and a Sorcerer."
And you know, at that point I believed him, he had that kind of demeanor where you just knew he was telling the truth. So I said,
"You're fucking serious, aren't you?"
"Oh yes, Sebastian had replied, I know a demoness who just loves to have sex with mortals, and she'll give you all of that in exhange. She'll have to, as payment for your services."
"Man, I don't know, I said, what does she look like?"
"Well, he replied, she's certainly not human. But in her own way is beautiful, she is after all part animal, and lust personified."
I sped up my thrusts as I felt another orgasm building; still finding it hard to believe it takes so long considering my insatiable lust, my heavy balls swinging back and forth like a pendulum. "Uh, uh, uh, UGGHH!" I sobbed as I came, and oh, the pleasure! With a grunt I pulled out, and sat down to rest for awhile, but I knew it wouldn't be long before I'd seek out another 'mate'. I had no choice. And it was becoming so much easier; I no longer fought against my needs, desiring the very thing for which I'd been enslaved.
Well, Sebastian finally wore me down, and convinced me to 'give it a try', so I thought, what could it hurt?' So I agreed, and one day he brought me a shoebox containing five smelly greasy black candles and a small book on how to summon a denizen of Hell. It was only a few pages, one showing how to draw a pentagram, another had the 'spell of summoning', and he even gave me the name of the demoness. Vicix; who is now my Mistress, and owns me, body and soul.
I took the box and went down in the cellar of my old rundown house, which was perfect for what I planned to do. I cleaned a large bare spot on the floor, moving year's worth of boxes of accumulated junk. Then I drew the pentagram and set up the candles, lit them, and in a silly Boris Karloff kind of voice read the spell. And it worked. And, somewhere, down deep, I had known it would.
There was a cloud of reddish smoke, and when it cleared she was standing there looking at me with glowing eyes, a smile on her muzzle. Somehow she already knew that I would be hers by morning, they always do.
I had been dozing a little bit, but the feeling of my penis getting hard again woke me up, and I stared at my crotch. It must be ten inches long now, I realized, and reaching down I hefted my large swollen balls, my scrotum now covered in white fur. I stood up to find several females standing nearby, obviously waiting for my services. I approached the nearest one, and mounted her without hesitation. And the pleasure, oh how I needed it! Grunting, I started fucking her fast and hard, unable to control my lust.
"I am Vicix, who has summoned me?" The demoness had asked. She was a monster, but sensuous and beautiful in a feral way. She looked part cat, part bat, part lizard, and part human. She had the hind legs of a feline, a lizard like tail, bat wings, the torso of a voluptuous woman, and the head of a great cat-but with large bat like ears and horns. Her eyes were reptilian, and glowed with a green inner fire, mesmerizing in their alien beauty. And I wanted her, oh how I wanted her. Despite her bestiality she was the most desirable female I'd ever seen.
She had asked me what I wanted of her, so I told her what Sebastian had said she could give me, and she'd smiled a horrible smile, and said, yes, she could give me that in exchange for an 'evening of pleasure'. I asked for the 'usual', larger genitals, being able to have sex as often as I wanted, with any female I wanted, and to be insatiable and never 'run dry'. And of course she agreed. She had sworn an oath not to harm me in any way, physically or spiritually, while I was in the pentagram 'fulfilling' my part of the bargain. What a fool I was.
So I entered the pentagram and stood face to face with her, her musk strong and almost overwhelming. It was a musk of lust and sexual pleasure, feral and powerful. I was no blushing virgin; and she was a demoness that preferred 'lovers' with experience, but still it was unlike any sex I'd ever had, the sheer animal intensity and outright brutality was exhilarating. She had told me she was a 'demanding' partner, and I'd had no idea just how 'demanding' she would be, but I had felt a feeling of pride as I'd been able to give her what she wanted. I found I wanted to please her, so did my best.
I fondled her full firm breasts, fur covered, her nipples rigid and hard. She growled and licked my face, then dropping into a crouch she had gently licked my cock and balls with her rough tongue, purring deeply, and told me my pre 'was delicious'. And then it was my turn, she dropped to all fours and lifted her tail and I 'ate her pussy' like I had never done with any other female before, her scent and taste driving me on, unable to get enough of her sexual juices. Finally; unable to deny my aching need any longer, I had mounted her and fucked her as hard and fast as I could, and she had snarled and growled in appreciation, my own gasps and grunts just as loud. Her sex was slick and hot, tight, and she did things with her vaginal muscles I can't describe. It was almost like I was being jacked off even as I fucked her, and when I orgasmed the first time her pussy sucked my cock like a mouth, and I screamed in ecstasy. As Sebastian had promised, it was the best sex I'd ever had. She had been very pleased, and had pushed me over onto to my back, and straddling me had impaled herself on my still rock hard erection, and she rode me to three more orgasms as we grunted and moaned, grinding our bodies together while I roughly kneaded her breasts, biting at her nipples while she dug her claws into my shoulders and yowled in pleasure, tail whipping from side to side. There was no love, only the bestial lust of one animal for another, a mutual desperate need for pleasure.
With a guttural grunt of pleasure I had an intense orgasm, then rested my hands on the back of my 'mate' for a minute, the pleasure already fading and gone, my lust just as strong as ever. I sobbed as I looked around me, no, this can't be how I'll be spending eternity, it can't! I finally let my rampant erection slide from the female's pussy, and had already picked out my next 'mate', who waited for me eagerly, offering herself to me. Soon my thighs were slapping against her rump as I desperately tried to ease my raging lust.
I had already fucked the demoness four times, a record for me. I'm usually good for maybe three on average, but four rarely. Five, never. But now here I was fucking her again, from behind. I'd tried to get to let me do her from the front, but she said her wings made it too uncomfortable. I think she just preferred it this way though, it was more 'natural' for something like her. She had her tail wrapped tightly around my waist, and it was obvious she wasn't going to let me go until I finished pleasuring her again. And it was agonizing ecstasy as I lunged in and out of her, her pussy sucking and stroking my aching cock, but I wanted to cum again and; sweat dripping from my body, kept desperately fucking her. Which of course is exactly what she intended, in my lust and need I forgot about the time, and was still fucking her when the sun came up, and as the pentagram closed she went back to Hell, and I went with her, my cock still buried in her pussy, and at that second I became hers, body and soul. I still remember how she had laughed.
Everything went black for a second, I felt a moment of intense disorientation, and when my senses came back I was still thrusting into her, but we were no longer in my basement. I looked around; not understanding at first, at the roughly hewn rock chamber, and the ornately inlaid pentagram we were in. It was on a raised dais, and another creature was standing at a raised podium, watching with a huge smile on its muzzle.
"What the Hell?" I'd said.
"Good guess!" Vicix had replied with a hissing laugh, then said "Don't stop fucking me slave, or I will be most displeased!"
And I kept fucking her as I stared around in growing horror. At the chamber, the smiling beast, and I think I realized at that point, that yes, I was a slave. I'd sold my body and soul to Hell for a good lay. It took me another agonizing fifteen minutes to bring Vicix and myself to final massive orgasms, and then she uncoiled her tail from around my waist, and I pulled out with a moan of horror.
Of course I'd yelled and screamed about her oath not to hurt me; I even tried crying and begging; which just amused her, but I had no defense, not really. I'd chosen to keep fucking her as the sun came up, and in doing so sealed my fate. I was in Hell now, there was no going back. Like they say, possession is ninth tenths of the law, and she had my ass. Everyone was quite delighted, except for me. Vicix had a new human slave; and Sebastian got 'credit' for leading me into her clutches. Evidently he did this for her, and other demonkind, on a regular basis. Had I been a virgin he would have given me to a demoness named Vulva. But since I wasn't I was fair 'game' for any demonkind, and Vicix just happened to be next on his list to do a 'favor' for. What he got in return for damning someone to Hell I have no idea.
I was inspected, branded with her seal, and a ring made of solid Hellgold with 'Property of Vicix' in demonic script was affixed around the top of my balls. Once put on it could never come off, it would be the only 'clothes' I would be allowed for eternity. Slaves in Hell go nude just like pretty much everyone; and everything, else. I expected the usual torture and lakes of fire stuff, but turns out I was much too valuable for that nonsense. That was for souls, I was a soul AND a body, BIG difference. Each 'domain' in Hell has its own specialty product or service, and hers was animal husbandry, they bred meat animals for the larders of Hell. Had I been a virgin I would have been sold and gone to Mistress Vulva's domain and been put to work breeding beasts and Imps. Most times a non-virgin human would end up a sex slave or 'pet' to some powerful demonkind, a status symbol kind of thing. But oh no, Mistress Vicix had a very special place in mind for me, said she still had to keep her part of the bargain, and that I'd be 'wasted as a sex slave'.
So she kept her part of the bargain and gave me larger genitals, made me insatiable and able to fuck any female I wanted, as often as I wanted, and my balls would never run dry, and then she provided me with an unending supply of females. She cast a spell and I felt my balls and cock start to grow, and fell over onto my knees clutching them as it hurt and felt good at the same time. When it was over I looked at myself and screamed.
"NOOOOO, please!" I'd begged, but she just laughed.
You see, she gave me a larger cock and balls, the only problem is, they're not human. It seems she needed a Billy Goat breeding stud for her domain, and felt I'd do a better job than a normal goat. So she gave me the loins and seed of a Billy Goat, complete with very large low dangling balls in a hairy scrotum, a penis sheath, and a long thick dark red cock that has a pointed tip and a strangely convoluted shaft. She left the rest of me human, on purpose, as she wanted me to be completely aware of my fate. Oh, except for my intense lust, for nanny goats. I have no interest in any other sexual partners, but respond to a nanny in heat the same way any Billy does. And it takes me a minimum of an hour to service each one; she said it would be 'more enjoyable' that way since I had 'plenty of time' on my hands. She thought it was funnier then Hell, to have a human Billy goat servicing her goats, but I didn't laugh. I was taken to one of the large breeding pens and let loose, and am provided with an unending supply of females eager for my attentions, and I have no choice but to provide them with my 'services'. I'm collected once a day to be fed and 'groomed', then returned to the pens to continue my torment.
I mounted the next goat and started fucking her with powerful steady strokes, grunting in pleasure as she bleated and squealed. I stared at her brown hairy back as my obscene balls swung back and forth, my inhuman penis sliding in and out of her pussy with wet squelches, her sex slick and smooth, tight and wet, and it felt incredible, the pleasure intense, and it would grow over the next hour becoming more and more unbearable until I would finally cum, but there would be no release, no slaking of my lust and need. As soon as I dismounted from one female I was just as hard and rampant for the next. As she had promised Mistress Vicix had given me exactly what I'd asked for. I stared around at the dozens of other goats waiting their turn to be serviced, and realized eternity was going to be a very long time.
The End
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