"I do, my Lord Lurghul." I say without any hesitation.

"Then begin the binding by saying the words of devotion mortal." The unclean voice commands without instigating any nausea in me. I take a deep breath and begin the words of devotion I have practiced countless times before in preparation of this moment.

"O, Lord Lurghul, thirteenth son of the Lady Lilith, I offer thee myself totally and completely, heart, body, mind and eternal soul. With my heart I offer you my love my Father. With my body I offer you my devotion my- my Husband. With my mind I offer you my obediance my Master. With my eternal soul I offer you sustenance everlasting my God." I recite faltering only momentarily at taking him to be my husband. I realise I'm panting and just saying the words took a lot out of me, even led on the ground as I am.

I can't explain what I'm feeling, I've just pledged my eternal self to a demon I haven't even looked upon and whose voice is so disgustingly vile I literally want to be sick every time he speaks, but should he hold up his end of the deal, after tonight I'll have everything I ever dreamed of.

"I accept the offering made by the mortal calling himself Billy. Your heart Billy, now belongs to me my child. Your body Billy, now belongs to me now my pretty little wife, haha. Your mindBilly, now belongs to me my ****. Your eternal soul Billy, is now mine to devour forever more my creation." The vile voice recites in acceptance and though it is still disgusting, with the final word, no longer repulses me. "Now stand my child and gaze upon your Father, your Husband, your Master, your Eternal God."

Unconciously I push myself up as commanded, fearing he has discovered and is going to use my hetrosexuality against me. I had practiced the words of devotion as if saying them to the Lady Lilith and it wasn't until it was to late that I realised I was promising something different to Lord Lurghul.

I suddenly realise I am standing, if a little unsteadily, and lift my head to look up over the now receded campfire to gaze upon the embodiment of my entire existence. He is massive and magnificent and repulsive, powerful and disgusting, sickeningly beautiful.

I fall to my knees staring at his revolting majesty, his humanoid body is made up of millions of writhing and crawling bugs, worms, slugs and countless other tiny creatures. He stands over ten feet tall and is unquestionably solid, with every contour of every huge muscle clearly defined, including to my horror, his massive flaccid cock that appears to be made out of knots of slimey worms.

But once I look upon his face I am truly captivated. Despite the repulsive creature that make up his features, like the two giant pale slugs for his lips or the irredesent black dung beetles sitting atop a mass of writhing albino worms for eyes or even the maggot filled pits where his nose should be, he is the most beautiful person you have ever looked upon.