"Mr. Devil"
Author by Natalie Ernison
Arghkkk... Mr. Ghand moaned, as his body had to receive a hot iron patch. His body poured a lot of sweat, his face was full of pain very much.
"Hold on sir, after this ritual the master's body will begin to get used to," said a man who is the leader of the spirit summoning ritual.
Hahahah... suddenly the sound of a woman's laughter blaring filled the darkroom.
All the leaders of the ritual break up instantly, only Mr. Ghand survives there. "O greedy man, what makes you call me here?" said a woman dressed in all red. Highlight the blackish-red eyes, like the devil of hell.
Mr. Ghand fell down with all the pain in his body. "I want to be strong, goddess!" said Mr. Ghand firmly.
"Are you sure! even if you have to do something beyond your stupid human reason!" said the woman called the red goddess.
"I'm ready for all the consequences!" said Mr. Ghand with a bow.
"You have to eat a fetus that is about three weeks old, while the mother is still alive. You have to do it while the owner of the fetus is still conscious!" said the red goddess.
Instantly Mr. Ghand's body trembled violently. He couldn't imagine how cruel a figure he was now dealing with. Why would he have to do such a cruel thing, he thought.
"I'm ready, goddess" he insisted firmly. Although his conscience strongly rejects this.
"I know, there's been too much disappointment and pain in your life. But this way can not guarantee you can defeat Henokh, the prince of darkness!" said the red goddess.
"Please goddess! I'm tired of my slow actions. I want to be stronger, and I want to get something that should be mine!" asked Mr. Ghand.
"I've been confronted by the shadow prince of darkness. She's even very sadistic!" said the goddess.
"I hate him so much, he has taken the woman who became my son's mother" shouted Mr. Ghand. This time Mr. Ghand looks different, his eyes full of hatred and deep grudges.
"Waiter!" exclaimed the red goddess, while dragging a woman with her mouth covered in cloth.
"Now this young woman is pregnant with a fetus that is about three weeks old. Now is your first chance" said the red goddess.
Mr. Ghand looks terrified instead of a snug one. He was very shaking to see the woman, he remembered his late wife. How could he kill and even commit such inhumane acts?
But because he held too much grudge, he got rid of his conscience.
Arghk. the poor woman's screams. Without a signal, Mr. Ghand penetrated his stomach using a knife and removed the fetus that was there. The woman screamed earthly, even just shaking with the agony.
No more conscience, no mercy. Mr. Ghand immediately ate it so voraciously.
Uhuakk... Mr. Ghand almost spewed the fetus, this is even more disgusting. But he tried to eat it, withholding his humanity.
The demon goddess laughed as if satisfied with what Mr. Ghand had done.
"Now you have power, but there are other conditions," said the demon goddess.
"Is that a goddess?" asked a curious Mr. Ghand.
You have to be a sixteen-year-old virgin, right in front of all of us here! said the red goddess with a grin.
"All right!" said Mr. Ghand quickly.
"Plain breadth!" said the red goddess. A sixteen-year-old virgin has appeared with her mouth bound there. All, as if they were prepared thoroughly.
"him!" the demon goddess commands.
Mr. Ghand began stripping all his clothes, and also tore up the girl's entire outfit. The girl wears a mask, as well as a cloth-covered mouth. There was no word on the terms, Mr. Ghand only agreed. The poor girl shook her head, she even tried to wriggle. But Mr. Ghand's appetite for what he had endured was mounting. No need to warm up in this, he must immediately virgin the girl.
Wide-open the poor girl's crotch thrust her trunk and tries to penetrate the poor girl's feminine wall. The poor girl's body can only tremble, holding back all her pain.
For a few minutes, Mr. Ghand was quite troubled, as the girl was completely unprepared for sex.
Eventually, the virgin wall was translucent, with drops of virgin blood dripping. Mr. Ghand had to lick every trickle of virgin blood that dripping. The puncture tempo is faster until he reaches the peak of his enjoyment.
He looked so exhausted, while the young girl was just lying on her back. The poor girl was so miserable, the pain in her feminine area seemed to torment her.
"Ghanderso! You know who this girl is!" said the demon goddess.
Mr. Ghand just shook his sign of ignoring. When the girl's mask was opened, Mr. Ghand was shocked to fall limply.
"Yoshey!" he said with a tearful eye.
Yoshey was his cousin, the little brother he loved so much. The poor girl is an orphan, but it is Mr. Ghand who is always trying to help with her living expenses.
"Ghanderso. —" said Yoshey in a soft tone. She sobbed in all his pain.
Mr. Ghand approached her and touched her poor girl's face. The two were both sobbing.
"Yoshey!!" screamed Mr. Ghand, while holding his poor little brother.
Cluakkhh...
A dagger threatened right on poor Yoshey's chest. Even the one who does it is the demon goddess.
"After all the pleasures you feel, don't fight with a conscience." Emphatically the demon goddess.
Mr. Ghand is still in mourning of his grief. However, he had been friends with his own brother. Even to regret it is no longer useful.
"Now, burn these two bitches!" said the demon goddess.
It was Mr. Ghand who had to do it himself. Tonight has been the bitterest history of Mr. Ghand's life. Guilt is meaningless. It's all happened and he won't be able to prevent it.
"You're a good man, but now you're no more than a vile demon!" reproached the red goddess.
"Everything I did for myself. I'm sick of my silence, it's time for you to act" he said with a vengeful face. Now Mr. Ghand's life is completely filled with resentment and a desire to kill.
At the same time, he killed two poor women. His deepest conscience seems numb. It's all just a sense of revenge, a deep hatred.
"Starting tonight, I've become part of a cursed creature of darkness. Every night, you have to drink pure virgin blood. Whatever the way, you have to do it." Instantly the figure of the demon goddess disappeared with the wind of the night.
Arghkk... he moaned and grabbed his hair. "You have to die!" he sings. Mr. Ghand has changed a lot from his former self.
So what's the next step, which he's going to do?
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