Date: Sun, 29 Jun 2003 22:17:53 -0400 From: M V Subject: Submission To A Vampire Series Part III This story is really farfetched. If you are religious you may not want to read this or you may depend your outlook and open-minded-ness to know this is not real but fantasy. I tried to dream up something that took us further into the Vampire/Demon thing and maybe I went too far because it's taken me this long to dream up a third installment. I hope you enjoy if you think it gets to demonic or intense for you please stop reading it. Please be warned it has S&M, masochism, rape and a bit of gore. The context is also different than the originals especially at the ending. Hope you enjoy the story and remember that is all it is A STORY. My spelling and grammar may be of I didn't check this one as carefully as the first tow. Submission to A Vampire III The Mouth of The Beast Chapter One He released the darkness around the week moaning human. Soon he thought, pleased that he had released his mate to join with another the Supreme Lord was reveling in the fact that he had a new found toy to play with through the eons. The fear stricken human had just surrendered him self out of utter hopelessness. The human had just watched as his former friend was married to his chosen master. Little was the human aware of what his fate would bring. So the blackness fell around them and the Lord kissed the squirming human deeply. There was pleasure throbbing in the human's body and fear echoing from every corner of his mind. "You are mine," the Dark Lord reached out with his thoughts into the humans mind, "your body and soul will be surrendered to me and you will know no greater pleasure or pain." "I will fight you," echoed from within the fear stricken human. "You will give yourself freely, you just don't know it yet," he answered the human back. The Dark Lord held the human tighter and felt the fear and pleasure riding in the humans mind, and the confusion. "No," the human responded. "You will be given two choices, one immortality the other a painful death. You will choose the latter." That was all he heard. There was darkness and silence. Chapter Two He awoke naked on a cold stone floor. The room was made of granite brick from floor to ceiling and windowless. There was one dim torch hanging from a corroded black holder struggling to stay aflame and casting contorted shadows up and down the stone walls of the chamber. It was cold and he was shivering. There appeared to be no door and the shadows danced off of the ceiling which was made of the same stone as the floor. Fear filled his mind. Fear of isolation; fear that no one would find him and most of all the fear of having no choice but to surrender to the one that he was sure to return for him. The one that left him here, the one that told him there was no hope. The cold was getting to him and he was shivering. At that point there was the sound of stone dragging against stone. A portal opened in the rounded wall of the chamber and there was light flickering within. What to do the human thought. He was, obviously far from home and school. Worried about his friend and what he had just seen. Did his friend die in the hands of the two beasts? He looked like he was enjoying what had been done. Curled up in pleasure in that black gargoyles clutches after he had been fucked by both of them. What about the red demon that had taken him here. Trying to be rational he knew that he couldn't stay where he was. If he ventured out into the orange glow of the open door what would be out there? He was crippled with fear, yet in the back of his mind he was curious. His friend had enjoyed being in the clutches of the two beasts. He also had enjoyed being taken by his friend back in the room in an encounter he had been craving since they had become roommates in September. Only it wasn't what he wanted when he realized to get it he would have to sacrifice his life and soul. That was what seemed like ages ago and things that were of the world were mattering less and less it seemed. He built up the courage to exit the room. Looking into the narrow corridor that had formed when the wall opened he was hit with a blast of heat and orange light. It wasn't unbearable just warm and he pushed onward about 20 feet the corridor opened onto a narrow bridge of stone. He looked upward and what seemed about 300 feet above his head was the roof of an immense cave. There was a lake of boiling lava another 300 feet below. It was bubbling and rippling and convulsing and undulating back into itself boiling in a fury of liquid stone. The open portal and corridor ground to a close forcing him to leap out. After it closed he tried to get back, afraid of what might lie ahead. After the panic subsided he realized he would now be trapped in a stone tomb left for dead. He decided move ahead. Chapter Three He stepped onto the narrow bridge of stone. The huge chamber was warm and the bridge was long. He could see the end of the bridge where it looked like it met the opposite wall of the cave. He walked across the bridge. His naked feet padded along the warm smooth stones. He must have walked for about 10 minutes when before him in the distance he could see the bridge end. The immense size of the cave and the distance of the far wall made it look like it crossed the entire chasm. It didn't. At the end of the bridge there was a round landing about 20 feet across with two stone pillars holding a swing dangling from a cable. He looked across the chasm now his view was unobstructed. Before him was a huge stone carving of the read beast. Perfect in form like the creature that had him in its grips hours ago. The curled rams horns that protruded from the side of his skull. The same evil yet ruggedly handsome face and peering eyes looking back at him created fear and longing. The statue was naked and his eyes followed the huge muscular arms and torso to a giant cock and down the legs to a pair of glowing feet that had waves of lava splashing between the toes. He turned to run back and as he did the bridge leading to from where he cam fell into the ocean of molten rock below with a crash. He was trapped. The swing hanging between the pillars was rocking back and forth a bit form the vibrations the collapse of the bridge had caused. He looked at the swing and there was a cable suspended between the pillars and the mouth of the huge statue of the beast. The stone pillar began to vibrate, and he realized it too was sinking into the lava pit below. Like an elevator he was being lowered into a fiery death. He looked at the cable and realized that if the pillar sunk to a level lower than the mouth of the giant demon stature he would be dead for sure. Confusion, anxiety, fear. What was ahead? Pain and death were here. He loosened the swing and sat into it. The seat was made of leather and he placed his feet in the stirrups so that is legs would be suspended comfortably and he pushed off of the sinking platform. Out over the lava he cruised towards the open glowing mouth of the beast. He could see the serpents tongue inside now. Getting closer the swing slowed as it lost momentum because of the sinking column he left behind. The pulley over head hit a latch and the swing slowed in the mouth of the carving as it transferred to another set of pulleys and tackle. The mouth- chamber was glowing red from torches that lined the sides. The swing entered the mouth and slowed. He was suspended above the tongue which was about 20 feet below him. The tongue looked like it formed a slide that exited the carvings mouth into the lava lake so he couldn't jump to safety. He was holding the chains that suspended swing on either side when some chains that were dangling off of the sides of the swing came to life and wrapped around his wrists, ankles and waist. He was trapped in the swing. Ahead was a balcony with an open door. In the door was the well defined figure of a man. It the dim light he could see it was the one that brought him here. He panicked and started to buck in the swing. He couldn't break the chains that had him trapped. Fear gripped him. He couldn't escape. As the swing glided closer to the balcony. He felt the arms of the demon reach out for his waist and pull his body to a stop. "You see," the demon spoke in a deep ominous voice, "I told you that you would come of your own free will rather than die for my gift." "Free me," the human screamed as he felt the clawed hands of the demon pull his body closer to his in the sling. Chapter Four The demon was standing between the legs of his betrothed holding him by his waist as the human bucked in fear. The chains of the sling clinked together as the beast leaned over his prey. "You will appreciate me soon my lover," he said as he lowered his mouth to the humans cock, "but first I must give you a taste of what is to be." The human bucked as the demons forked tongue slathered over his cock and balls. He felt the warmth of the beast's mouth engulf his hard cock as the tongue wrapped itself around his shaft like a soft warm slippery snake. The demon moved on to his balls licking and playing with them and finally he licked his way to and entered the human's ass. He bucked in the swing. Confused at the pleasure and his surroundings he began to enjoy his predicament. The beast looked back at him with his blood red eyes as he stood there between his immobilized spread legs. His cock stood erect, the demon didn't finish him. He felt the red beasts strong hands resting on either side of his waist and his cock pressing against his well lubed asshole. He knew. The beast pulled him closer; he loosened his body as he felt the crown of the huge blood red cock slide into him. He couldn't struggle. His thoughts wandered, was he too exhausted to struggle or did it feel too good to care. The beast pulled him closer penetrating deeper. Their middles met. He lay almost parallel to the stone ground in the sling looking down his body past his own rock hard cock at the huge blood red colored beast. This handsome abomination was taking him and he couldn't, wouldn't stop him. The beast's mid-section of rock hard ribbed abs rested against his cock and balls which were burning with pleasure. He followed the perfectly v shaped muscular abdomen up to the large well formed large nippled pectorals. He wanted to reach for them and for himself release his pleasure but the chains held him fast to the sling. His eyes met the demons eyes for the first time. He didn't look away; he was enchanted by the evil handsomeness of this devil. The devil smiled at him, and leaned forward to press his face to the humans. They kissed. The human felt the forked tongue feather around the outside of his open wanting mouth. The devils hands slowly moved up his sides, with his claws gently tickling him as they passed under his arm to rest on his shoulders holding him from underneath. He couldn't move, he was paralyzed from the pleasure and the fear of whatever his fate would now be. Then the devil pulled him the final way onto his cock as he thrust his tongue into the open mouth of his prey. The human bucked, this time without fear, but with pleasure. He felt the beast pumping him and kissing him at the same time. His cock was pressed between third undulating bodies waiting to explode, to release him. The demon pumped harder and harder he thirsted back in the sling as hard as he could. This went on for quite some time and then the demon leaned back and out a large deafening roar that echoed through the chamber. His cock still throbbing inside the ass of the all too willing human he was fucking. "You are mine," he howled bearing he fangs for the human to see as he trusted forward again burying his fangs in the neck of his new lover with a crunch. The human howled in pain and agony that lasted for a few moments as the demon sucked his life and soul from his veins. There was pleasure again, as he and the devil were pumping again. His cock was ready to explode and it did from the rubbing it was getting while the demon sucked his body dry. He began to feel faint, but the pleasure that he experienced was like no other. Life slipping away and cum bursting from his cock as it rubbed against the devil's abs. He felt the strength of the demons huge cock still filling the inside of his body with pleasure as the beast pounded him. He felt the Satan's cock explode in his body and he was bucking with pleasure as he died in the arms of his new master and eternal lover. There was no greater ecstasy. Darkness began to fall inside and outside of his mind and he finally rested in pleasure as he now knew just to whom he belonged. There was no fear now just fading light and the impeding darkness of the pleasure filled eternity he would share with his lord. Chapter 5 He released his fangs from the humans limp neck. Having consumed him entirely and feeling the man's cum on his red flesh the devil, Satan knew he had found his new lover. Even in death this one allowed himself to give and take pleasure from his master. He kissed the lips of his new lover as he released the dead human from the sling. "Soon he said, my love," propping up the limp body, "you will be reborn into a new existence. One you could not have imagined as a human and one you will never forsake." He took the limp body one arm under his knees and the other suspending his back and walked the lifeless body over the threshold into his domain. Coming soon... The Rebirth.