I wrote this with my wife Margie in mind, and wish that it was all true.
Margie and I stood at the back of the old derelict church.
“Are you ready?” I asked.
“Now that the time has come, I’m a bit scared” she replied with a quiver in her voice.
“Nothing to be scared about,” I told her, “It’s going to be the most fabulous sex session you’ve ever had.”
Of course, I knew this not to be true, the Satanists might very well take her life and mutilate her body once the fucking and torture were over.
I peeped through the crack in the curtain: thirty men, all naked but for their grotesque Satanic masks stood ready lining the isle, and at the far end of the isle the black altar of Satan stood where once Christians glorified their God. Now the old crucifix was inverted, Christ’s face bashed in by hammers, and writing in red paint cursing Him and His God.
My mind went back to when Margie walked down the aisle to be married. She now wore that same wedding dress, but now she had altered the skirt of it so that it was completely open at the front, displaying her white stockinged legs, naked thighs and belly, her uncovered cunt an offering to the Devil to use in this sacrilegious ritual.
She’d been a pure, chaste Christian back then when we were married, but five years under my evil influence had now brought her to be ready to be offered to Satan.
Creepy music started somewhere, and the lights dimmed. Now the talk out in the church stopped and all eyes looked towards the black curtain at the entrance.
I took Margie’s hand and pushed the curtain aside, leading her into the aisle. There was a collective murmur from the waiting men, followed by expressions of approval
“Oh yes!”
“Fucking beautiful!”
“Fucking whore!”
Every one of the thirty cocks were hard and rigid, some swaying out freely, others being slowly stroked. Every one of them would enter my wife’s body, gorging their evil cum forth in filthy depraved lustfulness until her cunt and ass would both be oozing their filthy sperm and her mouth would be dripping cum.
As she moved forward towards the Satanic Altar, many of the guys groped at Margie’s body, some simply patting her arms and shoulders, others briefly grasping her breasts or touching her ass. One or two grabbed her hands and rubbed their cocks on them, while other guys thrust their hips forward, huge pulsing cock in hand, so that she knew what was in store for her.
On reaching the altar, one of the guys stepped up to her.
“Do you, Margaret, give yourself freely and willingly to be a filthy, depraved whore for your Lord Satan and give yourself to be used as a submissive slut and fuck-toy for all of those present?”
Margie felt a surge of lustful excitement as she thought of how, at her Christian marriage, she had said the words …
“I do.”
Now here she was on the verge of such wanton and depraved sexual abuse uttering the same words for the absolute antithesis of what those original vows represented.
“I Do” she said in a clear voice.
The guy then grabbed a handful of her hair, making her squeal, and yanked her head downward so that he could shove his large, hard cock into her mouth.
Margie immediately recovered from her surprise and began sucking vigorously on his cock. At the same time that she was bent forward, she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock entering her cunt which was so juicy as a result of her lustful feelings.
Besides being fucked from both ends, Margie could feel numerous hands running over her legs, her belly, her breasts, and generally everywhere.
With Margie’s enthusiastic sucking, the guy lasted but a few minutes before his cum was gushing into her mouth. Having been satisfied the guy then withdrew his cock and drawing his arm back, gave Margie a resounding slap across her face.
“Fucking depraved whore of Satan,” he laughed.
The blow momentarily stunned her, but straight away a new cock was presented to her and, taking the new guy’s balls lightly in her hand, she devoured his cock and continued with her eager sucking, while at much the same time her cunt was made even more sloppy as a cock pumped its cum deep inside her.
The next guy to mount her from behind had different ideas from fucking her cunt, instead, he rubbed the cum that was oozing out of her, over her ass, then easily slid his cock deep into her anal passage.
A minute or two later she was again swallowing down another load of cum, and this time as the guy withdrew, the guy fucking her ass pulled out of that hole and presented his slimy cock for her to suck. She didn’t hesitate, she was so worked up into such lust that she would do anything for all of these men, and overall for her Lord and Master Satan.
You can’t imagine how I felt as I stood by and watched my lovely wife being fucked and fucked and fucked, by guy after guy after guy.
As I watched, I began to pray to God and Jesus, but it wasn’t a Christian prayer of love and devotion, instead, it was a prayer of abuse and mockery.
“Fucking Jesus you fucking cunt,” I prayed, “Fucking God you shit brain, look at the girl who was once devoted to you, look at how her mind is full of evil Satanic lust and filth. Look at how she is being fucked and used and abused in the name of the almighty, Devil.”
The fucking and abuse of my wife went on and on.
After a while the three guys fucking her at the time, invented a game, each would be fucking whatever hole they had, cunt, mouth, or ass, then after a minute they would rotate so that the one fucking her mouth would move onto fucking her cunt. The one fucking her cunt would move onto her mouth, and the one who’d been fucking her ass would move on fucking her mouth.
As each guy climaxed and filled her with his cum, he would drop out and a new guy would take his place, and so the game went on and on.
Eventually, everyone had fucked Margie, some even having come back for a second turn. Now one guy decided he’d fist fuck her. She was so full of cum that his fingers were squelching in her cunt as he easily worked four fingers into her slop hole and then began pressing in with his thumb also. Margie was panting hard and giving a few gasps as the guy forced his fist harder and harder into her cunt.
Then, all of a sudden, Margie gave a loud gasp and exclaimed in anguish … “Arrrgh, fucking Christ!” … as the guy’s entire hand disappeared into her cunt.
There was general merriment at all of this, and then of course everyone wanted to have a go at fist fuck the filthy fucking whore.
After the fuck-orgy had been going for a few hours, the guys had exhausted their sexual lust, and now their sadistic lust came to the fore. Margie was being slapped about her face, her tits and nipples were being squeezed and twisted, wrenched, and punched, her cunt was gaping open and still slowly oozing cum and so they decided to give her a good flogging.
She was bodily lifted onto the Satanic altar, two men stood behind her head holding her arms back, and another two held an ankle each so that her legs were apart leaving her gaping cunt fully exposed. Now a guy took up a hard leather belt and, bringing his arm back, brought the belt thrashing down right into her gaping cunt.
The scream of absolute agony and terror that she let out!
“Fucking Christ!”
It was beautiful to hear.
It must have inspired the guy with overwhelming lust too, because he now began thrashing my wife’s cunt in an absolute frenzy of lustful cruelty.
“Fucking whore!”
“Fucking filthy, fucking Satanic bitch-cunt-slut!” he snarled and he thrashed and thrashed her poor cunt.
The wild uncontrollable screaming of my wife filled the old church, it was so fucking wonderful to hear, and the look of sheer terror on her face was beautiful to behold.
The guys watching were going wild with joy, praising Satan, calling on Him to take the filthy fucking whore to Hell so that His Beasts and Demons might use her for their evil and twisted desires.
I fully expected the guy to beat her to death, but instead, he finally stopped.
Margie was gabbling weird-sounding words, cursing God and Jesus, for all she was worth. Her eyes had taken on an evil sort of staring look and we all knew that the Devil had possessed her entire being.