Demon Seed 2 [fMM] [bst] [nc] [preg] [fantasy] [huml] [buk]

Part 1 can be found in my post history. This one is a bit different; see the descriptive tags. “Cunnus” is Latin for “slut”.

Demon Seed 2 [fMM] [bst] [nc] [preg] [fantasy] [huml] [buk]

The Demon took me to his realm, where many humans were servicing his minions. Everyone there, including me, was naked. Trails of blood and semen from my rape and impregnation that had happened just moments ago had dried on my legs and ass.

His minions were beasts that had the legs and face of a bull, the torso of a man, and the cock of a horse. Reading my mind, he said *Those are minotaurs*. He then flooded my mind with images of me being ravaged by them. *After you give birth to my child, you will service them*.

The Demon led me to a large colosseum that was filled with these minotaurs, men, and women. In the middle was a small, black marble pool in the ground. Next to it was a black marble table. To everyone in the colosseum, he said *This servant, whose name was Lindsay in the earthly realm, has been impregnated by my seed and will bear us a child. You will call her Cunnus.* The crowd was silent.

Demon Seed [fM] [bst] [nc] [preg]

Demon Seed [fM] [bst] [nc] [preg]

This is supernatural fiction; some parts are unrealistic. It involves bestiality and non-con sex.

Also, I don’t know a thing about witchcraft or satanism, so don’t expect accuracy there, either.

If you like the story and want to chat about it, or feel it could be improved and would like to see more of something in a future story, feel free to send me a pm.

Hope you enjoy.

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I had met Rob in the college dorms. I thought he was nice, funny, good-looking, and harmless. I was wrong.

For my 21st birthday, Rob took me out to a bar. I trusted him to take me home after I got drunk; at that point I had known him for 2 years. We had been dating for six months, but hadn’t had sex. I was saving my virginity for marriage.

A Dogslut’s First Time (Fiction) [fMM] [bst] [buk]

This is my first story … here goes …
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A Dogslut’s First Time (Fiction)

By the time I was 19, I had been in several relationships and each was disappointing for the same reasons: I felt I couldn’t trust the person I was with; they weren’t very good at sex; I wasn’t very good at sex; different expectations; and petty disagreements.

I had seen bestiality porn when I was younger, but I always thought it was disgusting. When I was 19, I began to think differently about it. Even though it might be nasty, it would have some benefits. Dogs wouldn’t tell other people about our sexual activities because they can’t. A dog wouldn’t judge me as a slut for wanting to suck on his scrotum. A dog would be nicer to cuddle with after sex. A dog would love me unconditionally. Over time, the nastiness became arousing.

The only problem was that I didn’t have the space or the money to care for a dog. I was 19 and living in a college dorm.