Eternity beckons...

You wake lying in the mud, naked but for a pair of shackles binding your wrists. You're in a swamp, but one much more sinister than the last. A thick mist clings to the land, turning everything more than ten feet away into white noise.

You struggle to your feet, and spy Kyris leaning against a nearby tree, looking bored.

"Ah, you're awake! Good. I just wanted to show up to apologize. Yes, I know I promised a personal hell of my own design if you failed, buuuut the big guy asked to keep you. Something about the most exciting hunt he's had in years. Can't say I get the appeal. I prefer to catch my prey with more... subtle means."

He flashes you a perfect smile of sharp, menacing teeth. It deepens when a howl pierces the gloom.

"Oop, there's the hunting horns. Try a little harder this time, yeah? I bet a hundred souls you'll last a whole two minutes. Enjoy the rest of eternity, John!"

He vanishes in a burst of flame, leaving you alone. Shortly the golem lumbers out of the fog and looms over you, massive cock fully erect and dripping a dingy tan precum. It raises both hands with all ten fingers outstretched.

It lowers one finger. Nine...

Then another. Eight...

Seven...

Six...

Oh shit. You almost trip as you break into a dead sprint through the fog. The swamp is overgrown and thick with trees, constantly hindering you as you avoid crashing into them. You hear a howl and glance over your shoulder. Two tiny blue lights bounce in the mist, growing larger until you see the three skulls burst through, the creature bounding towards you on all fours. You scream and run faster but it's no use as the monster tackles you with its incredible bulk. You skid along the ground several feet and are amazed you haven't broken something. Must be more of Kyris' doing.

Before you can have another thought you're lifted up into the air by one hand and whammed chest-first into a nearby tree, knocking the wind out of you. The monster slams its cock into your ass, eyes still ablaze, and rails you hard and fast. The dick fills you completely, hardness always pressing against your prostate. The potent mixture of pain and pleasure overwhelms your senses and you soon paint the tree with your cum just as you feel the golem flood your hole with its own.

Before you even come down from the high you're unceremoniously dropped to the ground. You look up at the golem, looming silently yet again, remnants of cum still dripping from its insatiable cock.

It raises both hands.

Ten...

Nine...

END