For It's Purpose

The portal begins to shimmer and crackle. Finally it opens, and he walks through.

He is resplendent in a leather suit with a corsage of black flowers. You can’t wait to feel his touch, his kiss, and his huge cock. His eyes are fiery pools promising endless sin.

You run to him.

He grabs you with powerful arms.

You whisper, “I want to fuck you, now.” into his ear.

He laughs a beautifully sinister laugh. “Not yet my slut. We have a ceremony to perform first.”

Out of the corner of your eye you watch as demonesses shimmer and become garbed in black parodies of bridesmaid dresses. You look at Jenny, who is now sporting a formal latex dress that fails to cover her breasts or sex.

“Come my bride. Once we are bound, I’ll be able to remain here in the flesh.”

You grin at him, thrusting out your bare breasts. “I’m ready.”

You grin widens as you realize he is entranced by your beauty.

A red skinned demon in latex chaps, sporting a massive hard on, saunters to you. He wears a leather vest and an inverted cross hangs around his neck.

Lucifer gives him a nod. Cacophonous organ music begins to play.

The demon priest begins. “We are gathered here today to bind this would be demon slut to this majestic fallen angel. If anyone cares to object they will be gutted like a fish and thrown into the pit.”

You look into Lucifer’s inhuman eyes. You can’t wait to be his Queen.

“Do you Lucifer take this woman to be your bride, your eternal obedient cocksleeve?”

“I do.”

“Do you Morgan take this dark God to be his devoted slut for all eternity?”

You nearly cum. “I do!”

You give him your hand and he slips a beautiful evil looking ring on your finger. It is a five carat, blood red ruby, set in gold, with an ornate design that looks like demons fucking on the side.

“You may fuck the bride.”