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His cock, hanging down near the cross, began to leak.

“Will you take my cock?” the demon asked.

“Yes, my lord.”

“Will you bow at my feet?”

“Yes, my lord.”

“Will you take my seed?”

“Yes. Yes.”

“A communion, I will give you my body and my seed,” he said, rocking the priest’s hips on his cock.

And then he pulled out.

“No,” the priest said. “My lord. Please give it to me, I am worthy.”

The demon unshackled his wrists, and the priest almost fell to the ground. The demon collected him and carried him back to the altar. He pulled the red altar cloth off and the wooden cross clambered to the floor. And he shoved the priest against the altar. Only now I could see the altar was a table with a hole at the end, fixed with a Fleshlight.

The demon held the priest, forcing the priest’s cock into the Fleshlight. “Oh!” the priest yelled. “Ugh.”

The demon bent the priest over, pushing him up against the altar, deeper into the Fleshlight. “You will come for me,” the demon demanded. “Give me your flesh and give me your seed. As I give you mine, so you will give me yours.”

He moaned when the demon sank his cock inside him, groaning with every thrust, every slam, every move. His feet were almost off the ground as he got held down and railed, his cock buried in the Fleshlight.

Father began to spasm, his legs quivering, and he cried out as he came into the sex toy. The demon still held him down, with his cock buried to the hilt. His head fell back and he growled as the priest came.

“Yes, give yourself to the pleasure,” the demon ordered.

The priest moaned now, his body racked with tremors. His cock was still embedded in the Fleshlight; the demon wasn’t done yet.

“Now give yourself to the pain,” the demon said, and he drove into him, over and over, getting faster, closer to completion. The priest whined and begged, struggling futilely, his oversensitive body at its limit.

The line between pleasure and pain was a fine one to tread.

With a final thrust in and a strangled cry, the demon shot his load deep inside the priest. His huge frame racked with waves of pleasure and he moaned, long and low, as his orgasm subsided.

“You’ve been saved by your dark lord,” the demon said, panting. “You take my cock, you take my seed as your savior.”

“Yes, my lord,” the priest rasped.

“And when I return, you will beg at my feet and take it again.”

“Yes. Yes, I will.”

The demon pulled out slowly, his long thick cock slipping out, glistening wet. He relieved the priest of the Fleshlight and the priest all but sank to the floor.

He was spent, used, and thoroughly sated.

The demon seemed pleased as he tucked himself back into his pants. His huge frame and long horns made an imposing figure standing over the man on the floor. He crouched down, lifting the priest’s face so he’d look at him.

“Hm, such a dedicated disciple,” he mused. “Be waiting, human. I’m coming back for you.”

The demon strode out of the room and the priest rolled onto his back with a sigh. Then he looked toward the mirror, to me, and he smiled.

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