NsaneDreams
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- Dec 9, 2010
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7 years. 7 years among the dregs of the universe. Seemingly endless torture, degradation, and humiliation. Anthony had been destroyed a thousand times over, broken down in every possible way, beaten and beaten again, in an effort to break him.
It hadn't taken long. He didn't know how much time had passed. Years of screaming, crying, pleading for an end to it. And then, just like that, it had ceased. He didn't know why he had said, or what he had done to make them relent, but he didn't care. After so many years of soul-rending torture, he was left alone.
He couldn't remember anything concrete about that time. Just darkness and congealing blood on a floor that might have been concrete, or broken glass, or anything else. It didn't matter. He just lay there, sobbing but never sleeping. No rest for the dead; no rest for the wicked.
"Azzzrraaeell...You. Are. Mine!"
And then he woke. That dark bellow from the depths of an abyss he couldn't fathom rang in his ears, but he didn't care. He was home. Alive. Or so he thought...
Hell, at least he had a job...
(So, Anthony, one of the many damned, has been returned to the world as a young demon. An incubus. Per "regulations" he is accompanied by an experienced mentor, in this case a succubus. Looking for one female to play the succubus role. Sometimes their scenes will be with eachother, but mostly I'll play various male roles for the succubus to "consume", and vice versa. Looking for a longer thread, with many shorter scenes, and just a bit of dark humor
PM me to Join plz. Should be fun!)
It hadn't taken long. He didn't know how much time had passed. Years of screaming, crying, pleading for an end to it. And then, just like that, it had ceased. He didn't know why he had said, or what he had done to make them relent, but he didn't care. After so many years of soul-rending torture, he was left alone.
He couldn't remember anything concrete about that time. Just darkness and congealing blood on a floor that might have been concrete, or broken glass, or anything else. It didn't matter. He just lay there, sobbing but never sleeping. No rest for the dead; no rest for the wicked.
"Azzzrraaeell...You. Are. Mine!"
And then he woke. That dark bellow from the depths of an abyss he couldn't fathom rang in his ears, but he didn't care. He was home. Alive. Or so he thought...
Hell, at least he had a job...
(So, Anthony, one of the many damned, has been returned to the world as a young demon. An incubus. Per "regulations" he is accompanied by an experienced mentor, in this case a succubus. Looking for one female to play the succubus role. Sometimes their scenes will be with eachother, but mostly I'll play various male roles for the succubus to "consume", and vice versa. Looking for a longer thread, with many shorter scenes, and just a bit of dark humor
PM me to Join plz. Should be fun!)
