Tied to the bed in the darkened room, her wrists and ankles raw and sore with pain from the chains which bound her to the bedposts, Vanessa Ridgeway prayed she would lose consciousness. But she did not. Wide awake, she waited for the ceremony to begin.
She heard footsteps in the hallway. It didn't matter. Nothing would get better. She would never again be free. Who knew what evil lay next in store for her. The door opened. The lights were turned on. "Good evening, dear niece," said Aleister. He was wearing his black silk jacket. "That certainly doesn't look very comfortable."
She shot him a glance filled with silent rage. "Our guests will be here any moment. Perhaps you should meet them." She did not answer. "Ahhhh," said Aleister, "silence is a quality I've always admired in a woman." He had an amused twinkle in his eye that further enraged her.
"Ahhh, well, you don't look too happy, my dear. Perhaps if I untied you, you might be more agreeable." He undid the chains that bound her and she collapsed back on the bed. She felt so weak, like she had no strength left in her slender body. She rubbed her wrists. "Allow me, my dear," said Aleister, who proceeded to gently massage her ankles.
"You look quite exhausted," he said. "And that will not do at all for the ceremony. But I have…"
She interrupted him. "Please," she said, "please… let me go. Why are you doing this to me… why are you torturing me this way?"
"Torture," said Aleister. "My dear girl, I am certain you have experienced more ecstasy since your arrival in my home than most people ever know in their lives."
She began to weep. "Please," she whispered, for she had so little strength. "I can't take any more of this. Let me go, I beg you."
"I have some medicine for you," he said. "It will make you feel better." He removed a small vial from the pocket of his smoking jacket. It contained a fine white powder. "Please… don't drug me any more. Pleeeease!"
"You must learn what is good for you. This is no ordinary medicine – this is the sacrament of our church." With a small silver spoon he lifted some of the white powder to his nostril and inhaled through first one and then the other. "You see my dear, I don't give you anything I wouldn't take myself. Believe me, it will make you feel better."
"No."
"Don't make me force you. It might get unpleasant. I don't think you want any more unpleasantness, do you?" And so Vanessa sniffed the white powder into her nostrils. "Now, is that better?"
"Yes," she admitted. "A bit."
"A bit? Well then, you must have some more." And again, Vanessa inhaled the white powder. She began to feel warm and good. Aleister had his hand on her thigh. It was especially warm there. "You are a passionate woman," he said. "I am glad it is you who will be the recipient of my knowledge."
"I don't want your knowledge." There was more fight in her now that the drug had lifted her spirits. "I want to be free."
"Ahhhh, free. We all want to be free. That is what the Church of Earthly Desire is all about."
"Please, I just want to go home."
"Home. You have no home any more. Your mother is dead. You have no one." His cold voice chilled her. "I want to go back to…"
"You want to go back to innocence. But that of course is impossible. Experience cannot be erased. You know who you are now. You did not know that when you came here."
"That's ridiculous." She spat out her words now. "You drugged me and chained me to the bed, clamped me to the chair, lied to me, and created all sorts of horrible illusions to terrify me…"
"Ahhhh… this is all true. But you and only you are responsible for the feelings of desire, for the ecstasy which you experience here. This is unquestionable truth."
"No!"
"Ahhh, yes. You must face this."
"No!"
He ran his hand along her thigh. "What you feel you feel. You must understand that." Oh God! she thought. It is true. She was no better than any of them. Perhaps she really belonged there. Perhaps she would never be able to return to the normal world.
"Get dressed now Vanessa. You will find a special gown in that closet – the red velvet one. Put it on."
"I-I can't… what I've done I've done, but I don't want anymore."
He riveted her with his eyes, which were so intense that she froze. There was something hypnotic in his stare. She found she could not move. "You have no will of your own when I don't want you to," he said. And then his voice grew impassioned. "This is what I will teach you, you little fool. Some day you will have as much power as I do!" And once again Vanessa could feel that she had no command over her body.
"Put the dress on." She walked to the closet and found the dark red gown. Then she put it on. To her horror she discovered that it was cut just beneath her breasts and then over them, so that her entire chest was bare. Yet she could not move her hands to cover herself. The dress was slit both front and back all the way up to the crotch. It was obscene! Yet there was nothing she could do about it. He had hypnotized her. She was in his power.
Aleister pulled the velvet cord, and a moment later, Billy Butter appeared. "She is ready," said Aleister. "Bring her to her place."
Vanessa felt as if she were sleepwalking as Billy, dressed in a dark blue satin robe, led her down a back staircase she had never known existed. She could hear the murmur of many voices downstairs and wondered where he was leading her.
She found herself in something that seemed like a stage with the curtain down. And in the center of the stage was another platform about six inches off the ground. It was padded with foam rubber and covered with black velvet. Behind the platform was a large ebony throne. Tall thick candles burned on either side of it. Billy held her off to one side. "We must wait now. The time is near," he whispered. His hand was hot and sweaty.
The smell of incense permeated the air, and from somewhere not far off, someone began to play a flute. Somehow, the music made her think of snakes. The voices on the other side of the curtain grew hushed. The stage lights went on suddenly. They had a red cast to them. Then Vanessa looked at the throne and saw something that astonished her. Perched on the seat was the statue! The African statue! With its glowing green eyes and red erect cock. What devilish insanity was this!
Suddenly, the curtain rose. Lily looked out at the people staring up at the stage, filling the living room which was lit only by the stage lights. But there was enough light so that Lily could see that every guest wore a cape – and was stark naked beneath.
Aleister stepped to the center of the stage and pressed his palms together, bowing at the guests. He began to mumble something in a strange tongue, and the guests chanted back at him. Then he turned to the statue and bowed to it, muttering again in that strange language.
Turning back to his guests, he raised his hands up, palms facing outward. And Vanessa saw that on his palm was the same symbol she had seen on the palm of the beast in the tarot card called The Devil. He began to speak.
"Tonight, under the powerful light of the full moon, we have a special ceremony. For this is no ordinary initiate. For many years now, I have prayed for a female blood relation to carry on the priesthood of our temple. As you know, the line must pass always from male to female to male again. And, as our holy books dictate, she will bear me a son, who will continue in the name of the great God Ludedout." And here he paused and bowed once again to the statue. "As prescribed in the holy texts, the son will be conceived tonight, the night of the full moon, with the help of two worshippers." Then he clapped his hands.
Billy whispered in her ear, "Go out there now." Obediently, she walked out and stood beside Aleister. In her mind, her nakedly exposed tits shamed her deeply, but she was in his power now and she could do nothing about it.
"Now Vanessa," he said to her, "you will walk among the guests and find the two men who will assist us."
Obediently she stepped from the stage, not knowing how she was to look or what she was to find. Yet, she was oddly aware of a kind of sensitivity to everyone's vibration. As if governed by some larger power, she found her way to a tall and handsome man with golden hair. He knew his role and stepped up to the stage. Her other choice was a fat man of middle age. She knew not why she chose him, but the feeling was very strong.
"Very good, my dear," said Aleister. "Now you will lay your body down on the platform." And she did. Though Aleister's hypnotic powers made her unable to physically escape her predicament, her feelings about it were not stilled. She felt more humiliated than she had ever felt in her life. She was ashamed to be lying there with naked breasts before so many strange and staring eyes. And she knew that what she had experienced before had only been a prelude for this thing they called "the ceremony".
The two men and Aleister stared down at her naked body now. "Is she not beautiful?" said Aleister. "Look at the way her dark nipples stand out against her perfect white breasts." The men had removed their capes and now stood stark naked on the stage. The blond man's prick was rising quickly.
Aleister looked at him. "You take her first," he said. "And you," he indicated the fat man, "worship those tits that will feed our future priest." The fat man reverently cupped Vanessa's soft resilient tits in his hands. He squeezed and massaged her firmly rounded tits twisting and kneading the flesh with a growing lust.
She lay hypnotically unresisting before him, slim and voluptuous in her red velvet dress. The front had parted at her crotch and her dark patch of pubic hair lay exposed to everyone's view. Despite her horrified brain, she heard herself let out a low moan. She fell prey to the erotic pleasure her body was anticipating.
"Turn over, my dear," she heard Aleister command. And she obeyed, feeling her ass now exposed to view. Her brain was screaming in terror, but she could not move. He completely controlled her will. She was powerless before him. She knew she was going to suffer another hideous sexual assault, yet she lay there, still and waiting.
Suddenly, she felt someone's hands coursing over her ass, and she quivered involuntarily. She wanted to turn around and see who it was, but at first she could not. "Look at him," said Aleister.
She turned her head at his command, and her eyes showed terror as she stared in horror at the long thick cock jutting out from between the blond man's long and muscular thighs. His prick was huge – almost as big as the black man's had been – and he had obviously worked himself into a powerful state of lust.
Her eyes traveled upward to his eyes and what she saw there terrified her. His eyes were like Lily's had been, cold and blue and vacant. "Do you like my cock?" he asked, his voice hot. "Say yes, Vanessa. Tell the man you like his cock."
"Yes, I like your cock," Vanessa was astounded to hear herself say. "I'm going to put it in your ass," he said, in that strangely calm and detached manner. Her brain was shrieking in horror at the idea. In her backside! My God! She would die from the pain! Why, oh why, couldn't she move her body!
She looked out at the guests, their eyes glowed in obscene anticipation of what was to come. "Yes," he repeated. "I am going to enter your ass!" His voice had cracked now as the lust began to pervade his body. He was filled with great anticipation about what he had been chosen to do. His long thick cock ached with desire to have her tight ass passage wrapped around his fleshy prick. He dropped to his knees on the velvet platform, and a soft, helpless moan escaped her lips. Suddenly, she felt the hardness of his cock make hot wet contact, with the soft inner flesh of her thighs. He moved forward, laying the full length of his cock along the narrow crevice of her ass. Her asscheeks were so perfectly round and beautiful that it incited his lust still more.
"On your knees," Aleister commanded. Bitter tears ran from her eyes, yet her body obeyed his command. Her ass was waving high off the platform now, and the blond man knelt behind her. He gazed down at the full white moons of her ass cheeks stretched up as an offering to him. His eyes bulged wide now in lewd desire. The green eyes of the little wooden God watched from the throne behind.
His balls tingled, and he longed to thrust forward into the narrow teasing slit poised before him, but he couldn't. He knew what the ritual prescribed. He had to do things in their proper order.
It was torture, but he knew he had to hold himself back. He could not help but think, however, of how it would feel when he slid his throbbing cock deep between the tight crevice of her little ass. His huge prick burned, but he had to continue with the ceremony as prescribed in the ancient texts.
For a few torturing moments he ground his long hard prick into the narrow crevice of her ass, pressing the soft quivering cheeks of flesh together around his huge hard shaft. Then, he leaned forward and planted a warm wet kiss along the ridges of her spine. He felt her quiver beneath him. Aleister would be happy about that. Then he ran his long red tongue slowly down the full length of her back until he reached the tightly clenched crevice of her ass. He placed his thumbs on either side of her soft resilient ass cheeks and pressed out gently. Then he lowered his face until it was just an inch away from the thin red folds of flesh that covered her pussy. He watched, his eyes gleaming with obscene lust. He could see a small bead of moisture glistening on the soft insides of her cuntal lips. He moved his face forward until his breath played a dance on her pussy. The sweet odor of her cunt drifted up to his nostrils and goaded him on still more.
He swallowed deeply as his thumbs pressed outward and her secret cavern flowered open to his eyes. Then it was completely open and the soft red glistening flesh came into view. Her cunt was scarlet and smooth, the moisture from her secretions plainly visible, gleaming and wet, and moistening the soft white flesh of her inner thighs.
His breath grazed her pussy. Now and again a tiny mewl escaped Vanessa's lips. She hated herself for the feelings that were beginning to stir inside her, yet she could not deny that his tongue had made incredibly sensual circles along the length of her back, and now, his breath against the soft folds of her pussy made her shiver with pleasure.
The blond man standing behind her could feel the shivers running through her body and he pried her ass cheeks still further open. Then he pressed his face forward, pushing his open mouth hard against the moistness of her pussy slit. Then, with one quick rush of his thick wet tongue, he thrust it forward between the warm fleshy folds of her cunt.
He heard her groan as his tongue entered her soft wet cunt. He felt it contracting tightly along its length as he sunk his tongue deeply inside her. Her breath began to come in quick gasps as he began to curl and flick his tongue deep within her cuntal passage. He pushed his lips closer and began to work at the whole of her open backside, sucking and licking at it crazily while her ass pulsed and swayed with growing desire.
The blond man's tongue withdrew and plunged in again, over and over. She was moaning now with rhythmic passion. Then he withdrew his tongue from inside her cunt and found her erect clitoris. He pushed his face into her pussy and began to suck and tease it gleefully while she writhed and churned in an insane dance of lust.
"Ooooohhhh… ahhhhhhh…" she moaned, the voice of her sane mind growing dimmer and dimmer as the lustful feelings in her body grew.
And it was with a great sense of triumph that he felt the muscles of her ass contracting. He licked and sucked at her with untamed animal lust that would have made him feel insane if he did not know that the watchful eye of the God, Ludedout, was watching.
Vanessa's pussy flowered open wider and wider and the moistness increased steadily as his sucking mouth worked at her wide-stretched cunt. Vanessa knew too well what those thrilling fires in her belly meant. She was once again relentlessly on the road to orgasm. "It is time," said Aleister to the blond man. "She is ready."
The blond man felt a new rush. It was time! Aleister had given him the signal. Now he would be able to ram his lust-hardened cock into the tightly clasping channel of her ass. He couldn't wait to feel those tight elastic walls clasping around the length of his huge shaft of flesh… couldn't wait to fill her full of his hot spurting cum. His long thick prick ached from the anticipation that had been building inside of him while he worked at her loins with his hot pulsing mouth. Now he raised himself up so that his hips pressed tightly into the open crevice of her ass. He held the throbbing, thickly veined cock tightly between his fingers. The huge, blood-engorged head was ready at the tight elastic opening of her asshole.
"You are forgetting something," said Aleister. And then he remembered. Slowly he plunged his finger into the depths of her ass. She cried out in anguish, suddenly shocked out of the softly voluptuous sensations she had enjoyed when he had licked her pussy.
Deeper and deeper the blond man impaled his finger into her tightly constricted ass passage. Vanessa wanted to jerk her ass back to escape the painful probe, but she could not. He looked up at Aleister. "Now?"
"Now!" he nodded.
The finger slipped from Vanessa's ass with a wet sucking noise, and the blond man clasped his thick prick in his hand. He had never in his life been so incredibly excited, and his body trembled as he looked down on the helpless girl in the red velvet dress, her ass so open and vulnerable before him.
His eyes shone in crazed delight as he pulled back the foreskin on his huge cock, stroking the enormous shaft. Vanessa felt the tip of his cock probing at her anal orifice for several moments, as he prepared for his obscene entry.
Then, in an instant, he had shoved his hips forward and she felt a pop at her anus. Then, a flash of pain so extreme that she thought she might faint. She let out an unearthly shriek of pain that echoed in the room.
She could feel the pressure of his body pressing down on her back now as he tried to imbed his thick, rock-hard cock all the way in the tightly clinging channel of her ass.
"Ooowwwwwwww! Aiiiieeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed, as the huge cock ripped its way deep up into her rectum. She felt as though she would split open. The pain was unbearable, yet she could not fight against it. Her body was not her own to control.
For a moment, she had some relief, as he withdrew his cock slightly, only to have him ram it still harder up into her anal passage. "Owwwwwwwww! Goddddddd! Help!" she cried out, beads of sweat were standing out on her forehead now, and tears of agony streamed down her cheeks.
The blond man groaned as he felt Vanessa's anal muscles so tight around his long, battering cock buried deep inside of her. It was so tight, he thought she would squeeze all the cum juice out of him too soon. He had to wait until the ceremony was completed. "All right," Aleister suddenly nodded at the fat man. "Go ahead."
The fat man dropped to his knees at Vanessa's head and for a few moments his fingers fumbled with her mouth. Then, suddenly, she felt his spongy wet cockhead pressing against her lips. She jerked her eyes open and was horrified to see the thick hardened cock before her eyes. Her face was pressing against his loins and his legs were splayed out on either side of her shoulders.
She was propped up on her elbows. He lifted her head. The flat of his palm pushed against her forehead, while his other hand forced the head of his cock into her mouth. She mumbled in terror. The cock in her backside continued to send excruciating pain through her body. Then the broad, thickly stiffened cock at her face, crushed through her soft moist lips and into the wet warm cavern of her mouth. She could feel its thick hardness slithering up her tongue, filling her mouth with pulsating hardness.
He held her head in his fat hands as his cock slid obscenely in and out of her mouth. He was panting hard, and she looked up in disgust at his huge and hairless body. "Suck, my darling niece!" commanded Aleister, and slowly her lips began to tease at the thrusting instrument, tightening her lips around the blood-engorged prick so that the fat man thought he would go mad with desire.
Then it was Aleister's turn – time to conceive the child who would inherit the cloak of the priesthood, time to conceive in the name of the God Phallus, in the name of the idol, Ludedout.
He slid the black cape from his shoulders. His body was hairy and muscular as he stood in the red cast of the stage lights. And, from between his loins, emerged his menacing red cock, hot and hard with blood-engorged lust.
Sensing something else was about to happen, Vanessa looked up at the naked man. She could see the small drop of moisture forming in the slit at the tip of his spongy purple cock head, and she felt a powerful wave of desire course through her. With it came the realization that she wanted it! She wanted his cock imbedded deep in her pussy, wanted his boiling hot sperm to flood her being. She wanted all of it. Wanted cum in every opening of her body, asshole, mouth and pussy. For now her cunt felt empty, hungry, wanting.
Aleister lay down on the platform alongside her and, in a smoothly graceful motion, slid his body beneath hers. Then, holding his massive cock in one hand, he gently parted the soft, black pubic hair with the rigidity of the pulsating head. He felt the warm soft folds of the fluted edges of her pussy close wetly over the hot cock head.
He groaned with an unearthly sound that sent chills up her spine. Then, for a moment, she glanced out into the audience and was shocked to see that everyone had removed their capes. It was a horrifying sight. Men held their pricks in their hands, pulling slowly on their own flesh. The women sat with their palms massaging their pussies, or their fingers tentatively beginning to fuck in and out of their cunts. Some couples, more advanced in their obscene lust had already begun to fuck. In one corner of the room Vanessa saw something she had never even imagined – two women were working heatedly at one man's cock… one of the women licking his balls, the other sucking his cock.
This was an important night for Aleister, perhaps the most significant time he would ever fuck a woman. This was the night when his son, son of the great God Phallus, would be conceived. He wanted to savor every moment of it and now, trapped between the soft layers of wet pussy flesh, he let his huge cock lay still and throbbing for a moment. Then, he flexed his buttocks and pressed upward, surging forward into the warm soft pussy of his blood bride. He groaned again in that same other-worldly fashion as he felt the tight hot walls of her contracting cunt slip over and then enclose the rock-hard length of his lust-throbbing shaft of flesh.
Vanessa was aware that she now had three cocks pummeling her lust-sweating body before the staring eyes of the orgiastic crowd.
The blond man behind her was fucking into her asshole with ever increasing speed. His plunging cudgel felt as though it would burst – and now that Aleister was fucking her pussy he could feel the other man's hardness through the thin membrane separating cunt and ass.
She was mewling in animalistic incoherence now as Aleister surged into her, pushing into the smooth walls of tightly clinging flesh. Her body was trembling now from her own approaching ecstasy and she was wet and open as he slid into her hotly accepting cunt.
Vanessa was groaning insanely now as three hard and lusting cocks fucked hard into every orifice of her lust crazed body. Her cuntal muscles were clasping tight around Aleister's pounding member, wet and hot, enclosing his skewering shaft like a velvet vise, making the huge cock throb and grow inside her until she felt stretched and filled beyond belief. Her hips were bucking wildly now – first to take in the thick throbbing length of the blond man's anus-impaling cock and then down to cover Aleister's lust-bloated prick.
And in her mouth, the fat man's shaft of flesh fucked in and out as her tongue swirled madly around the tip. At the same time, her lips tightened and she sucked him hard as if to draw out every drop of his seething cum.
Kneeling behind her battered and trembling form, the blond man fucked in and out with long lunging strokes. His hands held the rounded curves of her hips as the elastic channel of her anal passage slipped over his cock with exquisite smoothness.
The young captive's body was writhing between the men's sandwiching bodies, her lithe, figure jerking backward as the blond man's huge erection slammed into her ravaged anus and forward as Aleister's lust-bloated cock fucked deep into her cunt from below. And all the while, her mouth was stuffed with the hot hard flesh of the fat man.
She was delirious now with passion, losing all sense of where she was – of who she was. She was cunt and ass and mouth; she was boundless hot desire waiting to explode. Thrills of insane pleasure seemed to boil in her blood as every inch of her flesh was set ablaze by the insane fucking of three lust-bloated cocks.
Wild agonized flames of pleasure consumed her hotly writhing body. She reveled in the reckless bucking of her body between the two hotly fucking cocks filling her lower depths and the one filling the hot wet cavern of her mouth.
The impassioned young woman tightened her lips still more hungrily around the fat man's throbbing cock fucking madly into her mouth, her whole body reveling in each of his powerful thrusts. She loved the taste of its smoothness. She loved the blond man's madly pistoning cock and Aleister's lunging hot rod slamming into her clutching pussy.
She had no past and no future. Nothing existed but the burning sensations of lust ripping like wildfire through her nakedly straining body. Nothing existed in the universe but the passion-crazed cocks fucking into her every bodily opening. She rocked crazily to their demonic attack. She sucked like a wildcat at the fat man's poker of hot flesh burning a fiery path into the moist depths of her mouth.
Yes. It was divine – and Phallus was her religion too! There was nothing in the world as magnificent as three cocks filling her completely! She wanted the fat man's cum in her mouth, searing hot as it poured over her tongue. She wanted it to spurt down her throat. She wanted the blond man's cock to explode too. And she wanted Aleister filling her depths with searing hot, life-creating cum.
Oh God! The deliriously impassioned young captive could feel the fat man's cock expanding inside her mouth. His balls were bouncing against her chin and his fat hips were undulating now so that his belly rubbed against her face.
Behind her, the blond man could feel himself building toward the end. He knew it would be soon, and he began to fuck still faster into her, harder and faster, battering mercilessly into the quivering cheeks of her ass with his lean and hard-driving hips. At the same time, below her, Aleister increased the speed of his pussy-impaling strokes.
The blonde man's hands gripped her waist and his hips drew back against his teeth. His breath came in machine gun blasts that crackled obscenely through the room, and were echoed by the increasing moans and groans of the orgiastic onlookers themselves. He stared down at the girl's bucking body and tore with his pistoning shaft at the anal passage. He could see his own cock disappearing into the tiny brown puckered opening and saw it pull out again, taking the rim of flesh with it.
And below her, Aleister was fucking her pussy like a demon as her lust-heated cunt clasped and unclasped tightly around his thick length of cock. She could feel the fat man's cock expanding further inside the eagerly sucking walls of her mouth. He would cum any second now, cum in great thick bursts of waves, flooding her mouth and throat.
And then, he let out a strangled cry. "Ooooooooohhh… I'm cummminggggg!" he screamed. "I'm cummmmmmming." And then, in a great hot gush, his sperm shot forth thick and wet all the way back in her throat. It was the wildest feeling she could imagine, having her mouth filled again and again with his molten sperm. She sucked him still harder, trying to draw every last drop of semen from his spasming cock. And she swallowed it hungrily, greedily reveling in the utter degradation of it all.
And then the fat man's orgasm was over, and his deflating cock slipped from between her lips, as he lay back, regaining his breath, on the soft velvet cover of the platform.
The whole room was filled with the sounds of lust as couples in the audience joined now in every possible combination of carnal delight. The fat man's orgasm seemed to have raised the excitement level for everyone. Vanessa was shouting with ecstasy as Aleister and the blond man continued to fuck into her pussy and asshole.
"Oh, yesssss, fuck my cunt… fuck my ass… oh, oh, oh, aahhhhhhh!" Both men were fucking mercilessly into her now until they were all crying like crazed jungle beasts involved in a primal orgy that was older than time.
"Ahhhhhhh… ohhhhhh… fuck… goooooddd…" she screamed. She was insane with lust at the thought of the two men double-fucking her thrashing pussy and her ass, while the salty taste of the fat man's cum still coated her mouth. On and on it went, the rising crescendo of frenzied lust becoming more and more exciting with every buffeting stroke of the two cocks so deeply impaled in her belly. And then she knew she was on the verge of an ecstatic explosion…
"Ohhhhhh… I'm… I'm… cummminnnggg… cum with meeeeeeee! Ahhhhhhhhh!" And her orgasm burst open inside of her and her whole body began to convulse in crazed spasms of orgiastic pleasure. The two men continued to batter her wildly cumming body.
The blond man was the first to reach orgasm in the tightly constricted passage of her asshole. Vanessa felt the molten river of his cum erupting deep in her hungrily milking asshole as her own orgasm continued to explode inside of her. Exquisite sensations of pure rapture flooded through her body and she could feel every throbbing sensation of his hotly jerking cock as it spewed out its hot creamy load deep into her nether depths. It was like a tidal wave, and she was totally filled with its shattering warm pleasure.
And she was still cumming! Her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth was open now in a wild soundless scream. Her cock-sandwiched body arched, rose, and fell, gripped in wildly convulsive spasms as the cock in her rectum spewed out the last drops of its seething cum.
And then the moment of the conception was about to take place. This was it – the ecstatic moment that comes once in a lifetime to the priest of Phallus, to the priest of Ludedout.
Ecstatically, Aleister groaned and fucked his cock as far as it would go up into Vanessa's wildly clasping cunt. And then the first hotly-gushing juices of his orgasm exploded in her pussy. His hotly throbbing shaft of flesh erupted and thick white jets of scalding semen washed her still spasming pussy walls. Ecstasy engulfed them, caught them up in its spastic dance, and then left them spent and panting on the black velvet platform.
And behind them, eyes glowing green, the wooden God Ludedout watched, his glowing red cock remaining ever erect in his hand.