1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 11: The God-King


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Incest, Male / Females, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Oral Sex, Rape, Sado-Masochism, Threesome, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    The Devil's Pact, The Hell Chronicles by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Eleven: The God-King Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading! Brandon Fitzsimmons – The Abyss After decades ruling in Hell, it took more than a pretty face to excite me. It took blood and violence. I sat on my brass throne staring out at the latest woman brought before me for entertainment. She was newly dead, one of the, poor, deluded worshipers of Mark and Mary condemned to Hell for believing they were actual gods. Hell glutted with those individuals. Some tried to form their own petty kingdoms. But I crushed them all. Only the damn Eastern Alliance remained to threaten me. Lilith, the Ghost, and the Lord Mayor. Soon they would all be crushed beneath my boot. The woman sobbed as my wife wielded her knife, flaying flesh, blood spurting on her naked, pale skin. My cock hardened. Hannah worked her mouth up and down my cock, kneeling naked before me as I watched the spectacle. Beside Emi, Milly worked a knife on a different woman, disfiguring her permanently. Their screams of pain sang in my ear, inflaming my blood. I gripped Hannah's black hair, fucking her mouth up and down my cock. “Make them howl,” I growled. My wife grinned at me, blood splattering naked, small breasts. She was a small, petite woman, her almond-shaped eyes full of violent lust. Her victim howled. My cock throbbed, my balls tightening as I savored the woman's agony. My cock erupted. Hannah eagerly swallowed it down. My concubines ...
    were all eager to please me. Many had cried and howled beneath Milly and Emi's blades for disappointing me. But never Hannah or Brenda. They had been with me from the beginning. The doors to my throne room opened. The Samurai strode in dressed in his lacquered, red armor, his face covered by the demonic mask. He had grown with power, commanding all of my armies, and the man radiated danger as he strode through the halls. His three beautiful concubines followed like loyal bitches. They were all beautiful and willowy, moving with demure grace even as their transparent kimono's displayed their youthful charms. Their faces were painted like geisha. My cock throbbed in Hannah's mouth. None of the Samurai's concubines gave a second glance at the tortured women. They had witnessed such atrocities before. The City of Brass was full of violent men who served me, and I gave them all the women they could want to rape and abuse. “The army stands ready, great God-King,” the Samurai said, kneeling and bowing. His women followed likewise, falling to their knees with the grace of snowflakes. I grinned. “Go and destroy them.” My fist clenched. “Bring me back slaves by the thousands.” “You shall deliver our Justice to them,” Emi purred, throwing the sobbing woman to the ground. A living woman would have died by now, but there was no death in Hell. Only eternal pain. Emi snapped her fingers, and her hulking hound walked forward. The demonic beast had glutted on souls for decades, growing to the ...
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