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BEG
It was nighttime in Pentagram city. Lots of sinners were still out enjoying themselves, at nightclubs, bars and parties. Drinking, taking lots of drugs and overall, out sinning and just having fun with their afterlives.
But some of the city's inhabitants were sleeping. Vox, the media overlord, was one of them. He was overworked and tired of playing the big boss all the time. He had never felt seen, he felt like he wasn’t getting any attention for who he really was. Therefore he often took out his frustrations on other people, like on his assistant, for example, making that poor man’s life miserable too.
He was sound asleep in his bed inside of his mansion. He had already been sleeping for a couple of hours. He was slowly entering the REM part of his sleeping cycle, the part during sleeping where your dreams are the most intense and memorable of the sleeping cycle.
Suddenly, Vox started to twist and turn in his sheets. First he was laying on his back with his screen pointing upwards, then he flipped over and laid on his stomach, face planted right down into his pillow. He turned himself, laid down on his back again, this time keeping still. Then he started smiling.
“Yes.” His brows furrowed, he pinched his eyes together.
“Please.” he mumbled while slightly tilting his screen upwards
“Alastor!” he let out. He was whimpering in his sleep.
He had started dreaming.
What kind of dream could this possibly be?~
Alastor was standing tall with one of his black thigh high heeled latex boots over Vox's bare chest. Staring down at him, smirking with his eyebrows raised.
Vox looked up at him, from booth to face, holding his breath, taking it all in, realising the position he was in, he only had his boxers on.
Alastor's legs were dressed up in net stockings. He was wearing a matching outfit, a shorter nun's habit, with a veil, all in black latex. He also wore a headband that was marked with a red cross, turned upside down and sewn in place, in the middle of his forehead. His furry ears were pointing out of two holes at the top of his veil.
The room was dim, only lit by red candles on several tall candelabras, they were dripping down to the floor with candle wax.
It was just the two of them.
Just Vox and Alastor.
“Wha- wh- what the fuck.” Vox stuttered.
“HUSH!” Alastor said, putting his index finger in front of his lips, slightly increasing the pressure of his boot down on Vox's chest.
“No swearing.” he said. “We're in a church.”
Vox swallowed.
Alastor released his boot from Vox’s chest and started to slowly walk in a circle around him.
Vox tried to stand up, but Alastor quickly put him in his place, lowering him down, pressing his hand down on Vox’s TV-head.
“No, Vox.” Alastor said. “Who told you that you could stand?” he continued.
Vox stood still in place.
“Get down on your knees, now.” Alastor said impatiently.
Vox looked into his eyes,
and then he obeyed Alastor.
Vox was now on his knees, with his eyes staring up at Alastor, as if he was waiting for more instructions.
Alastor took one of his hands and let it slide across Vox’s screen.
“Now get on all fours.” Alastor grinned at him.
Vox got down on all fours, while Alastor slowly walked a bit further away from him, his heels clicking over the floor.
Vox was mesmerized by him, following every single movement
Alastor finally turned around, facing Vox again.
“Crawl.” He said in a seductive voice, looking at Vox.
“huh-” Vox started.
“Crawl!” Alastor repeated. “Crawl to me.” he continued.
Vox gazed upon him.
“Crawl Vox.” Alastor said impatiently, once again.
Vox looked at him, feeling small.
“Like a good boy.” Alastor continued.
Vox body tingled.
Vox crawled towards Alastor. And once he was at his feet, Alastor looked down at him.
“That’s a good boy.” he said, smiling at him.
Vox swallowed, his heart started racing.
Alastor stood to the side,
Vox's head turned, following with his gaze as Alastor moved.
“Follow along Vox.” Alastor said, and put his hands together in a praying position in front of his chest. With his hands still in that position, he started walking again.
Vox started crawling right after.
They were heading in a direction that was much darker, Alastor slowly walked through a doorway. Vox followed him.
Then the light from the previous room faded, they were now going through complete darkness. Vox followed the sound of Alastor’s clicking heels, and after crawling a little bit further, Vox saw a light starting to appear in the distance. He could then see Alastor slowly appearing again, in the light, as he was turning around a corner.
Vox followed along, still on all fours. And as he was turning around the corner a huge nave appeared in front of him.
They were indeed, inside a church.
Suddenly, an organ started playing, loudly echoing through the nave.
That startled Vox.
Then it stopped.
What kind of church is this?! Vox thought to himself, as he continued to crawl over the floor. He crawled through the aisle that was covered by a black carpet. The benches at the side of the aisle were all in dark wood, with various symbols engraved into it.
Vox finally caught up to Alastor, who was standing there, at the front, waiting for him.
“Get up on your knees,” Alastor said.
Vox stopped, and stood up on his knees, and watched as Alastor walk through the sanctuary, first passing by an altar, with a red cloth on top. Behind the altar, there was a raised floor. A huge, black throne was standing on the surface of it. Once again there were red candles lit in candelabras. They were surrounding it.
Alastor sat down on the throne, it was a mighty sight.
“Stand up Vox.”
Vox hesitated.
Alastor raised his eyebrows and leaned in forward a little bit.
Vox stood up immediately.
Alastor leaned back.
Vox was spellbound by him.
Alastor let himself sink down into the throne’s seat in a more relaxed way. Then he slid to the side and lifted up his legs, crossed them, putting them on display, on the armrest.
Vox stared at Alastor's long, sexy, boot and net stocking covered legs. His heart started racing again.
He swallowed.
“This is my house of lust. I am your priestess and you shall respect me and follow all of my demands.“ Alastor's stare felt like it was burning right through Vox’s body.
Vox just stood there. He didn’t know what to say.
“And if you do so, I can promise you a reward.” He smiled.
“Deal?” Alastor asked.
Vox nodded in agreement, not even thinking about it.
“And I hope that this will not become a problem tonight,” he continued.
“Because you’ve been such a good boy so far!” Alastor stopped.
Vox's hands started to tremble, his stomach tingled again.
He loved being called a good boy. I felt good, and it turned him on, immensely.
“Come here Vox~” Alastor suddenly said.
Vox started to walk in Alastor’s direction. Alastor put his legs down again.
Vox stood in front of Alastor.
“Kneel before me, again.“ Alastor said.
Vox got down in front of him and was starting to get very excited, not knowing what to expect from his beautiful priestess.
“Kiss my boots.” Alastor demanded.
Vox immediately started kissing them, just for his Alastor, while looking up at him from this low angle. He was just so fucking gorgeous.
He felt his blood starting to run down to his genitals.
“Now lick them.” Alastor ordered.
Vox licked them, closing his eyes.
“Mmfh~” Vox let out. He couldn’t help it.
“Good boy.” Alastor said.
Vox dick was hard.
“Now go to the altar.” Alastor said, pointing at it.
Vox got up, really not wanting to walk away from Alastor.
But he really wanted his reward, whatever it was so he did what he was told to do.
As Vox was turning away from Alastor, Alastor noticed his erection.
Vox walked to the altar, and when he was nearing it. Alastor's shadow appeared in front of it. Vox got startled, again.
The shadow quickly formed into tentacles. Then they slid up Vox legs. Vox looked down in shock.
They slithered around Vox's legs and squeezed them.
Vox didn’t even get the time to react.
Before he knew it, he was slammed down on the altar. The tentacles withdrew themselves. The impact from him getting slammed down broke his screen slightly, a little crack had formed in the lower left corner, it hurt a little bit.
In the corner of his eye, he could see Alastor getting closer to him.
He came forward. He noticed the crack and picked at it with his finger.
It was an unpleasant feeling for Vox, he shut his eyes together.
“This is what happens when you’re naughty.” Alastor sighed.
“What did I do?” Vox blurted out, carefully touching on his screen.
Alastor just scoffed. The mistake was obvious.
“You had an erection!” Alastor said. “Without my permission." he stopped.
Vox thought that it didn’t make that much sense, because it’s not like you can just control such things.
“I guess there won’t be a reward after all!” Alastor said, sounding really annoyed.
Vox kept quiet.
Static noises started tuning in.
Alastor turned around and looked at him furrowing his brows. He was now angry at him.
“You idiot! ” Alastor said.
Vox got a sinking feeling in his stomach.
.
“How was I supposed to-” Vox let out, he was then interrupted.
“I was going to fuck YOU! ” Alastor shouted at him. “THAT, was the reward.”
Vox looked at him, feeling foolish, disappointed at himself for not getting that earlier.
He had wished for it in his head, of course, but didn’t actually think that Alastor would do that, when Alastor was so above him in every way.
“Wasn’t it obvious?!” Alastor touched his forehead in disbelief at Vox cluelessness.
Vox lowered his gaze
“Stupid TV-” Alastor stopped, as if he were interrupted by a thought. He collected himself.
Then he started walking around the altar in a circle, Vox following his every step, laying there on the altar.
Alastor grinned. “And you blew it-” He was now passing by Vox from behind. He leaned in, stopping right behind Vox's flat screened head. “like you always do.” he whispered.
Alastor’s shadow self appeared again, coming closer to Vox. It then started taking the form of tentacles again and slowly started sliding up from the floor, up on the altar. They were now surrounding Vox. As if they were threatening him.
And then Alastor just turned around, started storming off, away from it all, away from Vox.
Vox noticed him walking away. Before he could stand up, the tentacles started to slither onto his body.
“Wait!! Alastor! I-” Vox shouted
The tentacles jumped at him, and held him in place.
The clicking of Alastor’s heels sounded like he was leaving, picking up pace, now leaving faster.
The tentacles started to cover up Vox’s body.
They wrapped around him, and started to squeeze him.
“I’ll do anything!”
They squeezed harder.
“Please” Vox quietly begged, starting to losing hope.
Alastor stopped. He had heard him.
“Anything?” he asked.
“Yes! I’ll do anything for you!” Vox answered, happy that he had stopped.
The tentacles slightly loosened their grip on Vox’s body.
Alastor turned around and started to walk back in Vox’s direction again.
The tentacles started to slither away from his upper body, they started to slide down his lower body instead, slowly approaching his genital area.
Alastor picked up the pace and was now running up to the altar.
The tentacles tore off Vox’s boxers, they pinned him down, holding him still.
“THEN BEG!!” Alastor ROARED at him.
Alastor flew at Vox, landing on top of him, straddling him.
Alastor then started biting at his neck. It bled, He dug his claws into the side of Vox’s arms, leaving scars, them bleeding too.
The tension.
Vox blood rushed through his body again.
The lusting.
"Fuck me!~” Vox let out
He was so turned on
Alastor stopped biting Vox, still having his claws deeply dug into Vox’s arms.
“What did you say?!” Alastor answered, while shouting, pretending not to hear him.
“Fuck me!~” Vox shouted. “PLEASE!” he was now screaming it at Alastor, straight into his face.
Alastor let go of his claw’s deep grip in Vox flesh.
He then jumped down from the altar.
His tentacles shoved Vox down the altar, on his back, right towards Alastor, stopping right in front of him.
Vox looked on at Alastor in ecstasy, his whole body now screaming for him.
Alastor pulled up a piece of his nun habit. Revealing his huge, hard dick.
Without any hesitation he rammed it into Vox’s hole.
“This is a place of lust.” Alastor said, looking down at Vox.
“nnNg!~” Vox whimpered.
“I am your priestess~~”
“Ahh~” Vox moaned
“ALSO YOUR GODDESS!” Alastor now shouted, in authority, gritting his teeth.
Vox kept moaning, experiencing pleasure that was beyond his biggest wishes.
Alastor kept on fucking him.
Alastor leaned in and grabbed Vox by his neck, now forcing his head up towards his.
“And you will now listen to me” Alastor said, eyes locked into Vox’s.
Vox closed his eyes.
Alastor gripped onto his neck harder.
“AND answer me” Alastor continued, in a very strict tone.
Vox eyes opened, wide.
“DO YOU WORSHIP ME?” Alastor asked.
“YES!” Vox answered.
“ARE YOU COMMITTED TO ME?”” Alastor asked.
“YES” Vox answered.
They were demons, consumed by their lust.
“DO YOU WISH FOR ME TO CUM IN YOU?”” Alastor asked.
“YES” Vox answered.
It was just Vox and his Alastor.
DO YOU WISH TO CUM FOR ME? ” Alastor asked.
“YES” Vox answered.
Finally just the two of them. Coming together.
“BEG!” Alastor shouted.
“please.” Vox answered, now whimpering.
“BEG!” Alastor screamed.
“PLEASE!” Vox answered, screaming it back at him.
Alastor had one, big, final, question that he wanted an answer to.
“WOULD YOU LAY DOWN YOUR LIFE FOR ME, VOX?”
“YES ALASTOR!” Vox screamed out, as if it wasn’t the most obvious thing ever, the easiest question he had ever been asked in his whole existence. At the same time the most incredible sensation was consuming his soul.
His body was tensing up, he was feeling like the happiest TV-headed man in existence.
The whole church building shook.
“good boy.” Alastor said to him, smiling from ear to ear.
Vox looked up at him, smiling back, in love.
Just when he were about to cum
Alastor teleported away.
The ceiling caved in,
and Vox woke up in a frenzy, sweating.
The end.