Realm of Darkness

By James Heuvelen

Published on May 7, 2020

Gay

Realm of Darkness Part 12

Disclaimer for Realm of Darkness: This story is purely fictional and involves ritualized sexual encounters between precocious teens and adults. If you are under eighteen years of age or you find the Satanic and even incestuous nature of this story disturbing, please leave now.

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To get important background for the Realm of Darkness series, please check out parts 1 and 2 of "My Eternal Damnation," also posted in Nifty.

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Yet that afternoon I kept my schedule with a couple classes and with an hour of dance practice. It felt good to stretch my body and improve my current performance piece. But it was really hard concentrate on anything outside of my conversation with Dr. Alex. I kept repeating the vow in my mind. I had prayed in church before in a perfunctory way, but the vow—the prayer—to Satan tapped something deep within me. I went to my residence hall, kneeled at the bed (my roommate was in class) and uttered the vow:

`Lord Satan, upon your wicked Name, I take this vow, pledge and promise:

"I will guard the mysteries of the Dark Realm with my life itself.

`I will not betray millions who serve you or reveal them to the unworthy.

`I will master skills to bring seekers fully into your realm.

`I will accept the pain and punishment if I disobey.

`Master Darkness, I am ready for your thrall. I am prepared the beginning.'

I could not help but masturbate as I repeated the vow. The huge cum that swept over me confirmed Satan's presence. I had never connected with any god, but Satan was connecting to me. I had no doubts. "Seth,' I told myself, "You used Satan's name out loud for the first time, and you felt the force. You crossed a barrier. You cannot go back, even if you want to. Be ready for much, much more." I ate the cum, and it tasted different, with a tinge of something metallic.

Time dragged on that afternoon, so I decided to take a walk past Dr. Alex' house. The large two-storied, unremarkable house stood just a few blocks down the hill from campus, maybe built over a century ago, typically Midwestern.

Once back in my student housing, I burned the card, as Dr. Alex instructed me. I walked with friends to the dining area for the evening meal. I had seen crosses hanging from their necks before. But saw them now, a deep disgust that bordered on hatred festered in me.. "They do not know who the true Power is in this world and only worship futility," I sneered in my mind. "They adore and praise the liar who keep them enslaved, while I will be a true, liberated servant, a full, willing partner in the dark realm.

The sun set, and, when darkness was complete, I told my roommate that I was going off-campus, I would be back late. "Use my cell if you need to," I told him but knew he would never call. Then I set off for Alex' house.

I knocked, Dr. Alex answered the door and let me in. He greeted me, "Hail Satan, Seth!"

The simple, confident greeting was full of a strange, malevolent love. I answered, hoping that he would sense my own desire for malevolence, "Hail Satan, Dr. Alex!"

"From now on, Seth, just call me Alex. We hardly need formalities from now on. You will soon be my brother in Satan, sons, maybe twins. sired for evil and iniquity," Alex promised.

"This house is big. You live here alone?" I asked. "Yes. Alone mostly, and I'll explain that to you. Let's go inside, ok?"

"I followed him up a broad open staircase and into a room. The room was totally dark, with no streetlight illumination filtering in from the outside. I was immediately aware of a totally permissive world. My life had been strewn with commandments, christian ones and parental ones: "Do not." The "do nots" had filled me with guilt and shame about being gay and more so with my attraction to Satan. But I felt no limits, no moral, no rules or restrictions here.

With one step into the room, my conscience started to melt away and, as it shrank, a voice murmured, "Do it!.Do it all. What was wrong is now right. What was sin is now virtue. What was bad is now good. What was prohibited is now allowed. What you once cherished you may now kill. What you once wanted to caress, you may now torture."

I was released to go wherever Alex invited me and to do whatever he suggested. I had permission to embrace the desire I had suppressed my while life ----to belong to Satan and to fully participate in the exponential pleasures of doing his bidding.

Alex knew intuitively what Satan had just implanted in my mind and added, "You are entering a space where Satan is worshiped and glorified, Seth. Just hold up your arms in openness and surrender to it. You will sense the latent force of darkness that's ready to awake and claim you."

I did what he asked. I felt my throat tighten as a staccato bursts of energy moved down my open arms. The energy increased my anticipation to a level beyond words. Alex lit two black candles and set them on the altar. In their soft light details of the room emerged, and every facet was laden with evocative energy: an inverted cross, two skulls, a black glass goblet and small black glass plate.

"Our ritual tonight will unfold in three powerful steps. But, before we begin the three steps, I must tell you some facts that might surprise you. Satan revealed himself to me when I was seven and told me to wait. Can you believe, Seth, that I waited obediently and patiently for well over twenty years?"

"That's almost my age" I said, "You are so confident. I thought you had been worshiping for years."

"I was but imperfectly. Then suddenly my wait was over. A few months ago, I attended a conference in Montreal, organized by organizer was Grey Finley. Satan directed him to make contact with me. (See Realm of Darkness, Part 6.) Grey and his assistant Stafford brought me to their hotel room. They knew the secret that I had kept since I was seven. They were aware that I had been given a vision and was told to wait. That convinced me that the meeting was Satan—led destiny. They led me with three nights of invoking. I came over to Satan in occult rituals that brought me to incredible depths of sensuality. I was finally fully Satan's. " Alex clarified.

"But this room, your confidence, your amazing grasp of the ways of darkness. How did that happen in such a short time?" I asked.

"That was the moment that brought the living Satan into my years of research. My invoking was the key that brought it all together. I was granted a new life in the living Satan." He continued "It should not surprise you, Seth, that Satan had told Grey about you. Grey instructed me to bring you over to Lucifer as my my first convert. As you join Satan tonight, realize that this has been your destiny since you were born. After you become your true self, you will be able to look back and identify all the hints and clues. How do you feel about that?"

"That's incredible. I have always detected a dark presence. You are exactly right, Alex. But this room. I mean, this house, and this dedicated space...that's all just in the last few months?"

"No. I need to explain that too. I needed an apartment when I started here. I walked the streets surrounding the campus. When I passed this house, I was drawn to something uncanny about it. Some might call it a haunting, but it was not that. The house was possessed. Sometime in its past, the house had been defiled by demonic evils. Its very walls were crying out to me to assist evil in returning."

"But how did you get the house?"

"After my walk-by experience, the two professors –hetero and married—were jarred and frightened by strange sounds and movements. In desperation, they turned first to psychics and then priests but none of them could explain or exorcise what was going on. In short, Seth, the dark powers already dwelling here wanted them out. They sold, and I bought. I took possession of a possessed house, a habitat of demons, a temple of Satan," Alex disclosed.

"I can feel it here, Alex, from the second I walked through the door. This house was built to celebrate evil, and I feel it in my gut that we are definitely not alone. Just being in this space is...well.. arousing."

Alex returned to the primary subject.

"Our shared objective tonight is to reach the state of Satanic bliss together.. First, we will build intense love for each other. I mean intense. You have loved men before, but this must be deeper, a true bond of trust with me.. You will give yourself completely to me. I will give myself totally to you.

" Then I will lead you in a cleansing ritual, to purify your body, soul and mind, even your testicles, from all vestiges of goodness. After you have been emptied, the moment will arrive for several demons to enter you. We then move higher and embrace Satan. We will merge with Satan into dark state of being of where our love for each other and for Satan coalesces into a ball of frenzied pleasures. I hope that makes sense to you, Seth."

I didn't speak. I just nodded to affirm his plan.

We stood facing each other. Alex cupped my face in his hands and drew his lips to mine. Our arms wrapped around each other. Alex's tongue pried my mouth open and began to caress my tongue. "Love me, Alex," he whispered. "Love me with every atom of your body. Love me!" He unbuttoned my shirt, pulled it out of my jeans and lifted it over my head. He stood back and admired my smooth, lean chest, then leaned forward to kiss and tongue my neck. Then he traced "666" on my chest, the pentagram on my forehead, and kissed both symbols. Every touch, every caress was so full of arousal love. I could not hold back.

My cock needed liberation from the prison of my tight jeans, and he complied, unbuckling my belt and unzipping me. My jeans fell to the floor. "Give your innocent cock to me. Pump love into every swollen vein and let me taste it," he said as he knelt in front of me and peeled down my whities. My cut cock sprang hard and wet into his face. "Feel my love envelop you. Absorb it from my tongue and throat. Let my tongue and lips transfer my love of wickedness into you, Seth."

"Yes! Alex, I love you. Make me love you more. Turn my other loves and passions into nothing. Complete me so we can love Satan in total iniquitous conjoining—you, me and Satan. I love you, Alex." He withdrew from my cock and stood up, moved my hand to his shirt. I pulled it off and fondled his pentagram necklace. I also traced "666" and the pentagram on him and kissed them deeply. He directed my mouth to his hard nipples. I kissed the tongued them and gently bit his neck.

Alex placed me on the bed and peeled off my socks. In the wavering candlelight, he stripped down fully as I watched. He revealed his own shaved nakedness and posed so I could absorb his beauty. He joined me on the bed. "Love me, Seth," he said over and over as he kissed and tongued my chest and abs, then turned me over. He aroused me with tongue and finger caresses, gently inserting first one then two fingers into my hole. I could hear him lick and suck the fingers and put them back in. He turned me over, and we kissed again. I wanted his warm mouth on my cock or at least have him wrap it in his hand. But he avoided that, just to tweak my insane appetite for more love.

Alex aroused me as no other partner had ever done. . "Now arouse me as I have aroused you. Start where you want. I am Satan's offering to you."

I did the same to him, also avoiding his cock. He moaned with pleasure and asked me to love him even more.

We were at the peak of human arousal when Alex got on his knees and motioned me to do the same. "Love consumes us. We are one now. We are one mind, one penis, one hole. Do you feel me as I feel you, Seth?"

"Yes, I answered. I feel everything in you.".

"Then it is time for the cleansing, the purging. Kneel at the altar, my lover, my Seth," he directed. "I sense the change coming over me already. I am about to become monstrous. Kneel at the altar and offer yourself to the powers of Satan. Beseech him to destroy your former life, obliterate it, extinguish it, that you may receive your new Satanic self. "

I knelt as directed and began the invocation of purification. I invoked:

"I offer myself to you, Lord Satan, put an end to who I am that I become fully yours.

"I offer my breath that I may breathe the vapors of wickedness.

" Terminate me, abolish me, Satan. Annihilate. Consume. Devastate me.

"Do it all, Satan, show me your love by taking me."

Alex knelt behind me, his cock pressing against me. He wrapped his arms around me. He invoked Satan in words I could not understand. I felt his human form start to alter. Physical change came over him. He stopped invoking as the inexorable changes proceeded. Satan was answering my purification plea.

Alex was becoming a huge boa constrictor! This satanic monster wrapped around me. I could feel the waves of its muscles, almost orgasmic. It was a huge serpentine cock, hungry and deadly. It was as of the ancient snake in the Garden had returned more suggestive, more deceitful, and more rebellious than ever. Satan had turned Alex into a monstrous phallus, ready to consume and digest me. It placed its gaping mouth over my penis and wrapped its flickering snake tongue around it. Its mouth tightened around my cock as its scaly body constricted around me

I felt no panic. I experienced no fear. Every breath released a part of my former self. Each breath grew shallower as it tightened. I was at the point of death. No oxygen. Asphyxiation. Amazing hallucinations sprang into my mind as I acquiesced to my own obliteration! Satan needed to empty me of the semen of my former life. As the moment of climatic death swept upon me, I felt a shudder of utter enjoyment ripple through its body. Its tail was transformed into a hard human cock that found my hole and penetrated deep. I was floating in deadly rapture.

I addressed the Master with one of my last breaths, "My dark and wicked Lord, your ways are hidden and your mysteries unfathomable. Devour me fully and prepare me for the journey to the pleasures of hell."

Then, deprived of oxygen, I shot into the snake's mouth as the tongue snapped around my glans. The total orgasm burst like fireworks through my body. I shook wildly with decadent pleasure as the orgasmic spasms swept through me. Then the monster released its own sex fluids into me, impregnating me with diabolical sperm. The snake slowly released its grip me. I was able to breathe again. I was in a trance of post-cum bliss as the snake's clutch loosened finally. I closed my eyes for a few moments. When I opened them, Alex was, well, Alex again.

"You are now emptied, Seth, and of course, you feel exhausted. That is natural after such an intense event. Our Lord has revealed his deadly love for you and is ready to fill your emptiness." He paused and added, "Of course, Satan's love for you increased as you neared death. Intensely evil, right?"

"Yes, Alex," I replied, "I've always been fascinated with men and boys having orgasms when killed by vampires...or men having orgasms when hanged. Now I get it, I think. Satan provides pleasure at the very moment the person descends into hell."

" Alex, I felt such incredible love when I came. I had never experienced an orgasm that long or that deep. Someday I want to be Satan's snake as you were. Does it please you that I endured the purification rite? "

"Of course, and not just endured but enjoyed the Satanic joys lurking in death," Alex responded. "You are now ready to receive Satan, Seth. You are now prepared for the ultimate Satanic ecstasy?"

"I am. I want to be filled with Satan and follow his call into unspeakable evils. I am ready, Alex. Take me to Satan." I begged.

Alex gave directions.

"Bow to the altar six times. Kneel with me and follow my initial invoking. Repeat each invoking six times and touch your body as I do," .

Alex traced the pentagram on his abs. "Rouse yourself, Baphomet, from the agonies of hell and enter this space!"

Alex circled his erect left nipple "Corrupter Baphomet, evil emanation of the most high Satan, come and defile us!"

Alex circled his erect right nipple:

"Pierce this nipple, with your profane claw, mighty Baphomet, and fill it with the dark venom of Satan!"

Alex turned to me, "Lead us deeper into Baphomet, Seth. Speak what floats into our mind. Touch where Baphomet directs you. I will repeat each invocation six with you."

My hand went to the base of my rigid cock, and I circled thumb and index around it. "Wicked Baphomet, demon of desire, turn my willing cock into a predator for Satan!"

I sensed Baphomet's instruction to stroke six times slowly and invoke with each stroke. . "Powerful Baphomet, seep into my member and equip it for endless debauchery!"

"How high has Corrupter Baphomet brought you now, Seth? I am becoming detached from this banal world. My senses are alive. Baphomet is possessing me. Hail Satan. Tell me, where is he taking you?" Alex wondered.

"Alex, I am seeing incredibly evil visions and am being drawn join in truly heinous acts. Yes, my senses too are being inundated with smells, touches, and sounds from what must be hell itself. It is pure and uninterrupted evil. Alex, I hail Satan and love him and you more. Hail Baphomet who paves the path to unbridled wickedness."

Alex advised: "Then circle your cock head, close your eyes and call upon Baphomet to rouse the demon Dantalion and his legions. Dantalion and his servants will transport you to take part in the Satanic tortures now unfolding."

The room became alive. Demons were drawn to the unfolding Satanic sensuality. I sensed them moving around the room and celebrating my conversion. Three gorgeous teen demons were taking turns raping a fourth on the altar. Another two demons—vampiric ones—were feasting on a young priest who had stopped resisting and was now offering himself. Sex and evil were everywhere.

I began to invoke. I closed my eyes and circled my engorged cock head. I repeated the invocation six powerful times. Each time Bapthomet brought me closer and closer to the distant Dantalion.

"Hail Baphomet, now ruling in me, now enthralling me with desire for relentless evil, rouse Satan's servant Dantalion and his legions. Make me worthy to join in their malignant orgies of passion. Hail Baphomet!"

The invocation for Dantalion was unclear in my mind at first, but gradually became understandable. Alex intervened and said, "When the words are clear, start the invocation. I will repeat your invoking. It will only be complete when we join our bodies together. First you in me, and then I in you. Then Dantalion will lead us to Satan's altar consummate your conversion."

He laid on his back, opened his legs and offered his hole. We were already high on Baphomet, and the synergy of our coupling soared beyond anything conscious. We were ready to invoke Dantalion. I started, and Alex followed. I spoke each invocation six times, pushing my cock in slowly and retracting it.

"Hail Dantalion, vile reprobate of Satan, make us worthy of your degenerate self."

"Hail Dantalion, transport us to your lair of shamelessness, your den of libertine vice."

"Hail Dantalion, take us to the altar of Satan to offer our evil souls to his glory."

Both Baphomet and Dantalion now occupied my body. I began to orgasm, but instead of cum, demons flowed out through my slit and into Alex. He gasped at the sheer energy unleased by the legions of Dantalion's demons flowed into him.

"Now, your turn, Alex. Hail Baphomet. Hail Dantalion. Hail the Legion of Demons."

I laid on my back and offered my possessed hole to Alex. He inserted and continued the invoking. After six times of the third invocation, he too orgasmed, injecting more demons into my body. I also gasped in shock at the effect. Our desire to enter evil more fully was raging in spite of our demon cums. We were ready to meet Satan in Dantalion's chambers.

Next: Chapter 13


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