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Adult ++
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Chapter 3 Pink: My Master
SOL: Halloween Challenge
Title: Pink: My Master
Status: Complete
Word Count: 1266
Warning: "necrophilia" but not really :
Our Halloween Challenge help me finish this little cliffy.
I ended here…
“Tell me your name.”
“I am…”
“The asshole I will kill if you don’t get you dick off him Bill!” We both gasp turning around staring at the intruder.
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*continued*...
“Fuck you asshole, get the fuck out before I beat you senseless.” Bill growled.
I had not imaged that Bill would speak that way to anyone especially him, “Bill wait...” he kissed me again, ignoring our ‘visitor’ tongue probing deep in my throat, and I couldn’t help it my dick got hard.
“I am not going to tell you again, Billy.” He said darkly, from behind his massacred mask, of George Bush, he knows I hate that fucking mask most of all, that is why he wore it, the asshole.
I felt my lover shift he eased his dick out of me, barely lifting his hips. My body felt suddenly cold. I tried to keep the fear out of my voice.
“Please guys don’t. Sye just leave. I don’t want any trouble.”
Bill froze staring at me, he frowned. “You know this son of a bitch?” He jerked his head toward the guy now quickly getting undressed.
“I..sotta...” I stuttered uncertain how to explain, how I knew this dark man.
Sye chuckled. “Yes, we ‘know’ each other very well, actually ain’t that right Samone?”
I did not have a chance to respond, before Bill leaped up bare assed burgundy cock swaying. His fist ready to land a punch to my guide, Sye laughing now ogling Bill as if he would like nothing better than to eat him, ‘body and soul.’
“What the fuck do you want asshole! Get the hell out, or I’ll shove that mask so far up your butt you will taste it until next Labor Day!” Bill threatened advancing; I grabbed him before he could touch Sye holding him back with all my strength.
“Wait Bill please don’t hurt him! I need him Bill!” My words caught in my throat, Sye laughing aloud and Bill whirled around grabbing my shoulders shaking me.
“What! Who is he to you!” his face an angry mask, I bit my lip fear welling inside me, tears threatened to spill over, I couldn’t bring myself to tell him, I didn’t have to since my master filled the teen-ager in.
“I am his necromancer!” He laughed thoroughly pleased; Bill shot him a dirty look, then back at me.
“What the fuck, Pink?”
“I…Bill please listen…” He shook me violently then demanding a straight answer, I have little option. I screamed at the boy I love. “I am the walking dead!” Tears spilled down my eyes I bowed my head trying to hide my face.
Bill did not let me go he apparently was not accepting my words as gospel. Instead, he laughed and hugged me.
“He’s not lying and I can prove it.” Sye said, unhelpfully.
“Please don’t Sye.” I begged trying to hide my face, too bad Sye enjoys seeing me suffer. He waved his hands then called out to the death gods, stroking his dick, his tongue poked out of his mask between the plastic like lips.
Bill stared in my face his eyes getting wider by the second. The heat complexly left my body I began to decay rapidly. My hands off white, grey then blue; my nails darkened a blacked blood hue. I pulled away, while Bill tossed me back on the bed, hiding my face and begging Sye to save me.
Sye cackled a crazy sound to my decaying ears, it is the first and last sound I can remember before he called me from the grave before the embalmers got me.
“HA! HA! See Bill your bitch is dead! What ya gonna do Bill, with a fucking corpse!” He continued to laugh at my misery.
My football player screamed but not what I thought he would say words of disgust and revolted. Bill fell on the bed next to me begging me to tell him how he can save me. I could not believe he is actually in love with me.
“Fuck me! Now!” I screamed.
Outside the death, gods played with the afternoon sky turning it a blood red, with blacked creatures flying around. Some clawed at the window, their twisted faces mouths thick-blacked tongues no eyes just hideous white gelatin slime, surround razor ship teeth. They are soul suckers, jealous of the necromancer calling me to the light.
Bill pulled my ass toward him quickly I felt disgusted having him touch my now blackened flesh. His grip broke my skin when he spread my thighs lifting my ass to enter my tight heat.
“Hurry Bill!” I gasped my chest concaved, all my ribs showing, my sunken eyes turned pleadingly to Sye.
He laughed but moved forward easing his dripping cock to my mouth. Bill grabbed his arm to stop him. “What the fuck do you think you are doing? Don’t touch him you sick fuck!”
“Bill,” I hissed weakened my voice like sand paper over wood. “I need it, please.” My lover released my master, instantly. They both paused then as one impaled me quickly.
I sucked on Sye's length greedily; groaning when Bills warm hips met my ass. Hot flesh sheaved in a cold vacuum, my decaying fluids acted as lubricant for him, but not me, I can feel every tear his touch caused, and my flesh peeled away creating more weeping sores, the smell of rot filled the room. Bill gagged on the stench but did not stop pushing deeper in me.
The pain is what consumes me, I needed *it* to feel reborn. Sye grabbed my face pulling my lower jaw down while holding my forehead, pounding in my gapping mouth grunting and laughing with each thrust. I gagged on our body fluids, blood and his salty fluids running down my face and neck.
Bill slowed his thrust, instead of rapid movements he moved purposely against my sore hot spot curving his hips the jabbing hard. The combination set my balls on fire; I knew the repeated hot thrust of his body was working when he grabbed my dick pumping it.
The skin instantly peeled away, I yelled and erupted bloody cum as he filled me and continued to thrust.
Bill called my name telling me how fucking hot I am and how he going to fuck me forever, into the after world and back.
Only the necromancer had ever made me cum so quickly I erupted again, my mouth filled with my master’s cock, his seed filling my throat and burning on the way down.
I gripped his cock with one hand sucking with my renewed flesh. Sucking hard until he grew in my mouth.
“Oh Samone your body is back.” Bill said, thank god, your back baby. He continued to thrust in my hot hole, pulling out and slamming in. Our bodies created that wonderful music lusty and sensual.
I pulled Sye’s length out long enough to speak to my lover, my hand still pumping the cackling George Bush necromancer master. “Bill thank you for freeing me.”
Sye growled. “I am your master I saved you!”
“Sorry Sye.” I said gripping his dick firmly. “I have a new master now.” I grinned with my horn shape teeth. “I’m a ghoul now.” With that, I bit off his cock down to the base. “Mmm tasty.” I said licking my fingers
[End]
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Hahaha! That was creepy I was stuck on that for a while...Oh well, I will give you the next chapter shortly. [Some Characters, Repeat because I love them.] Enjoy and please comment..Thanks for reading.
Title: Pink: My Master
Status: Complete
Word Count: 1266
Warning: "necrophilia" but not really :
Our Halloween Challenge help me finish this little cliffy.
I ended here…
“Tell me your name.”
“I am…”
“The asshole I will kill if you don’t get you dick off him Bill!” We both gasp turning around staring at the intruder.
*******************************************************************************
*continued*...
“Fuck you asshole, get the fuck out before I beat you senseless.” Bill growled.
I had not imaged that Bill would speak that way to anyone especially him, “Bill wait...” he kissed me again, ignoring our ‘visitor’ tongue probing deep in my throat, and I couldn’t help it my dick got hard.
“I am not going to tell you again, Billy.” He said darkly, from behind his massacred mask, of George Bush, he knows I hate that fucking mask most of all, that is why he wore it, the asshole.
I felt my lover shift he eased his dick out of me, barely lifting his hips. My body felt suddenly cold. I tried to keep the fear out of my voice.
“Please guys don’t. Sye just leave. I don’t want any trouble.”
Bill froze staring at me, he frowned. “You know this son of a bitch?” He jerked his head toward the guy now quickly getting undressed.
“I..sotta...” I stuttered uncertain how to explain, how I knew this dark man.
Sye chuckled. “Yes, we ‘know’ each other very well, actually ain’t that right Samone?”
I did not have a chance to respond, before Bill leaped up bare assed burgundy cock swaying. His fist ready to land a punch to my guide, Sye laughing now ogling Bill as if he would like nothing better than to eat him, ‘body and soul.’
“What the fuck do you want asshole! Get the hell out, or I’ll shove that mask so far up your butt you will taste it until next Labor Day!” Bill threatened advancing; I grabbed him before he could touch Sye holding him back with all my strength.
“Wait Bill please don’t hurt him! I need him Bill!” My words caught in my throat, Sye laughing aloud and Bill whirled around grabbing my shoulders shaking me.
“What! Who is he to you!” his face an angry mask, I bit my lip fear welling inside me, tears threatened to spill over, I couldn’t bring myself to tell him, I didn’t have to since my master filled the teen-ager in.
“I am his necromancer!” He laughed thoroughly pleased; Bill shot him a dirty look, then back at me.
“What the fuck, Pink?”
“I…Bill please listen…” He shook me violently then demanding a straight answer, I have little option. I screamed at the boy I love. “I am the walking dead!” Tears spilled down my eyes I bowed my head trying to hide my face.
Bill did not let me go he apparently was not accepting my words as gospel. Instead, he laughed and hugged me.
“He’s not lying and I can prove it.” Sye said, unhelpfully.
“Please don’t Sye.” I begged trying to hide my face, too bad Sye enjoys seeing me suffer. He waved his hands then called out to the death gods, stroking his dick, his tongue poked out of his mask between the plastic like lips.
Bill stared in my face his eyes getting wider by the second. The heat complexly left my body I began to decay rapidly. My hands off white, grey then blue; my nails darkened a blacked blood hue. I pulled away, while Bill tossed me back on the bed, hiding my face and begging Sye to save me.
Sye cackled a crazy sound to my decaying ears, it is the first and last sound I can remember before he called me from the grave before the embalmers got me.
“HA! HA! See Bill your bitch is dead! What ya gonna do Bill, with a fucking corpse!” He continued to laugh at my misery.
My football player screamed but not what I thought he would say words of disgust and revolted. Bill fell on the bed next to me begging me to tell him how he can save me. I could not believe he is actually in love with me.
“Fuck me! Now!” I screamed.
Outside the death, gods played with the afternoon sky turning it a blood red, with blacked creatures flying around. Some clawed at the window, their twisted faces mouths thick-blacked tongues no eyes just hideous white gelatin slime, surround razor ship teeth. They are soul suckers, jealous of the necromancer calling me to the light.
Bill pulled my ass toward him quickly I felt disgusted having him touch my now blackened flesh. His grip broke my skin when he spread my thighs lifting my ass to enter my tight heat.
“Hurry Bill!” I gasped my chest concaved, all my ribs showing, my sunken eyes turned pleadingly to Sye.
He laughed but moved forward easing his dripping cock to my mouth. Bill grabbed his arm to stop him. “What the fuck do you think you are doing? Don’t touch him you sick fuck!”
“Bill,” I hissed weakened my voice like sand paper over wood. “I need it, please.” My lover released my master, instantly. They both paused then as one impaled me quickly.
I sucked on Sye's length greedily; groaning when Bills warm hips met my ass. Hot flesh sheaved in a cold vacuum, my decaying fluids acted as lubricant for him, but not me, I can feel every tear his touch caused, and my flesh peeled away creating more weeping sores, the smell of rot filled the room. Bill gagged on the stench but did not stop pushing deeper in me.
The pain is what consumes me, I needed *it* to feel reborn. Sye grabbed my face pulling my lower jaw down while holding my forehead, pounding in my gapping mouth grunting and laughing with each thrust. I gagged on our body fluids, blood and his salty fluids running down my face and neck.
Bill slowed his thrust, instead of rapid movements he moved purposely against my sore hot spot curving his hips the jabbing hard. The combination set my balls on fire; I knew the repeated hot thrust of his body was working when he grabbed my dick pumping it.
The skin instantly peeled away, I yelled and erupted bloody cum as he filled me and continued to thrust.
Bill called my name telling me how fucking hot I am and how he going to fuck me forever, into the after world and back.
Only the necromancer had ever made me cum so quickly I erupted again, my mouth filled with my master’s cock, his seed filling my throat and burning on the way down.
I gripped his cock with one hand sucking with my renewed flesh. Sucking hard until he grew in my mouth.
“Oh Samone your body is back.” Bill said, thank god, your back baby. He continued to thrust in my hot hole, pulling out and slamming in. Our bodies created that wonderful music lusty and sensual.
I pulled Sye’s length out long enough to speak to my lover, my hand still pumping the cackling George Bush necromancer master. “Bill thank you for freeing me.”
Sye growled. “I am your master I saved you!”
“Sorry Sye.” I said gripping his dick firmly. “I have a new master now.” I grinned with my horn shape teeth. “I’m a ghoul now.” With that, I bit off his cock down to the base. “Mmm tasty.” I said licking my fingers
[End]
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Hahaha! That was creepy I was stuck on that for a while...Oh well, I will give you the next chapter shortly. [Some Characters, Repeat because I love them.] Enjoy and please comment..Thanks for reading.