Realm of Darkness, Part II, Chapter 5
Disclaimer for Realm of Darkness, Series 2: This story is purely fictional and involves ritualized adult/adult sexual and some adult/teen encounters. If you are under eighteen years of age or if you find the Satanic themes and practices of this story disturbing, please leave now.
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The four were ready for the next step. They knelt at the altar. The snake-encircled Pentagram, the skull, the phallus emitted pulsations of energy The boys were on their knees and held up their arms in willing reception. Their bodies shuddered slightly with unrestrained anticipation.
Justin laid out the steps of the ritual. "Seth will start with Baalmoloch. The demon will enter us and empty us to erase all conscious and subconscious resistance. Give yourselves to it, totally, completely, brother and sons! Once he completes the first demonic infusion. I will move to Dantalion who will waken all our senses. The slightest touch will be ten times more powerful than normal. Likewise, smell and taste. Through Dantalion will become one with every atom in this space, absorbed, surrounded by the unending pulsations of hell itself. Crave it with me!"
Justin's description of the ritual captured Ramon and Luca. Justin had groomed and trained them for this moment. They had absorbed his instruction of demons and Satan and internalized it. They renounced the lies of priests and repudiated the baptisms that forced on them. The taste of Justin's saliva through their kisses became a dark sacrament. Its very taste fueled a cruel and malicious, and a growing hunger for some sort of sacrifice. The acrid fume of Justin's black candles negated the stench of incense that lingered on their nostrils from their youth. They no longer feared sin and judgment, but craved it. Sin would complete them, make them whole, make them useful to the dark realm.
He had only given them the slightest taste of amanita in the process. The chemical had generated the most intense orgasms of their young lives—orgasms wilder than the ones they ever had with young boys. They had felt their bodies become physically serpentine and then return to human form. The one taste had addicted them with craving the next dose.
Seth took the lead and began to invoke Baalmoloch. "Take a deep breath and hold it. Exhale and recite the summons. Circle your nipples softly. Caress the entry points. Open them for Baalmoloch's presence.
"Repeat it six times with me, join me, bond with me," Seth continued.
"Hail Baalmoloch, source of defilement, prince of desecration, show your might in the fountain of the white seed expanding within us.
All four verbalized it. The boys' voices became deeper and more focused with each invocation. Seth readied the next step of the ritual.
`Baalmoloch, you who absorbed corruption in ancient sacrifice, fill our minds and bodies, let the terror of your victims awaken our passions."
"Baalmoloch is streaming through my nipples. I feel him in chest and abs. Amazing! More!" Luca whispered.
Seth continued "Stroke your hard cocks slowly and, again, repeat six times.
`Baalmoloch, you who absorbed corruption in ancient sacrifice, fill our minds and bodies. Let he terror of your primordial victims awaken our passions."
Ramon finished the six strokes and begged for more. "I am swirling in a circle of evil. I feel Baalmoloch's insatiable hunger. I want more. Higher, higher, Seth.'
"Then one more entreaty before Justin guides us to Dantalion," Seth responded.
"Then take the glistening bead seeping from your cock head, anoint your hole with me. Insert to the first knuckle only. Feel Baalmoloch's vile presence manifest more deeply within you.
"Draw Baalmoloch into your channel. Let him open it, tighten it, sensitize its walls for the entry of demonic cock, satanic penis. Make it into a shrine of blasphemy!
"Six times with me:
"Baalmoloch, mighty and aroused, transform my writhing passageway into a hellish sanctuary. Prepare it for an infinite flow of hot, hellish cock lava."
Seth motioned Justin to start the Dantalion ritual. Dantalion the demon of visions and sight.
"Invoke Dantalion. Justin, to roil within us and give us the Sight of Satan!
Justin breathed deeply, his lungs absorbing the power growing palpable in the room. He began to invoke Dantalion, the demon who had possessed them many times before in indescribable gratifications.
Justin spoke. "Rub your lips with the molten darkness seeping from your swollen orb! Echo my words. Connect to Dantalion. Rise into his presence.
" Sinister Dantalion, fill us. Enter our dark passions and guide them to serve the only Lord who reigns and rules. Expand the arousal within us. Make visible the demons moving in this wild space. Make audible the moans and cries of deepest hell."
The glistening fluid on their lips invigorated the words and paved the way for Dantalion to enter quickly, remarkably fully. The ritual was moving at a more rapid pace.
Dantalion entered into their physical dimension. Their corporality, in all its totality, every cell, every synapsis, was being pulled into a long, furious, unlimited torrent of carnality. The demons around them started to become visible. Dantalion filled their ears with the sounds of the lower world. Man cock and boy cock ached for release, but Dantalion sustained them on the edge, sustained them for Apophis.
When all four had reached this apex of arousal, the demons signaled to Luca and Ramon. The time had finally arrived.
Justin recognized the message, went to the tabernacle, unlocked it. He took out the golden vessel holding the powdered amanita-fueled snake semen. He opened the lid. Here at last was the elixir of the ages, the magic that all craved but could not receive, the enchantment of Satan reserved for the truly worthy. Justin's heart pounded. The boys already knew its power and were ready to have it take them over again.
"Seth," Justin said as he turned to Seth, "Once Luca and Ramon take this, they will be in control of what unfolds. Don't resist them. Don't hurry them. Receive the touch of their lips and tongues. Apophis will be their Satanic master, the boys his willing tools, and we? We will be enslaved by their serpentine sensuality until Apophis allows the release.
"Do you understand that?
Seth replied, "I will receive and receive and receive. I will not resist the moment when I'm given permission to explode with the Satanic pleasures that only Apophis can provide."
Justin took two small wooden sticks and placed them on the boys' tongues. He held up the stick and invoked
"Hail Satan! Hail the demon Apophis. Hail the darkness that will engulf us."
The boys said it with him.
Then he dipped the moistened stick into the vessel. A miniscule amount of amanita adhered to the wetness. Neither boy could hide his need for the substance that would soon change them.
"Give me the sign that you are ready, Ramon, Luca."
Both replied in unison, "Apophis, servant of Satan, sibling of Baalmoloch, brother of Dantalion, own us, transform us!"
Justin handed the stick to each for them to ingest the small dose of amanita. They took it. The demon awakened quickly in them. Amanita transformed them into serpentine beings.
They groaned and hissed as they transformed. Nostrils flared, canine teeth turning into fangs, tongues became forked and lengthened. Their cocks elongated and coiled. The demons in the room gasped in wonder at the changes.
The boys in altered form took charge. They directed Justin and Seth to lie down on a bed near the altar. It was time for Apophis-fueled man-boy, man-serpent sex. All that Justin and Seth had to do was receive, receive the pace established by Apophis. Dark glories awaited them.