Sometimes You Get Lucky
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** Sometimes You Get Lucky**
** By William W. Kelso**
** Sometimes you get lucky, sometimes you don't, sometimes you get both at the same time. It's true, it happened to me. Now while you get ready I'll tell you how I ended up like this, if it won't bore you. It won't? Good! I so seldom get to talk to any of my Mistress's.**
** Well, you know what I am, and what I do. It's how I got this way that's kind of interesting. But you know about that, right? Oh, you don't? Oh, my apologies Mistress, you're new to the Circle, aren't you? You'd still like to hear? Thank you, Mistress.**
** It was about, what? Five or six years ago?? It's kind of hard for me to tell time now, it's just not...important anymore. Being like this kind of changes your perspectives in ways that's hard to explain. Well, a few years anyway. I was on my way back home after going to a gun show when I came across a car by the side of the road with a flat tire, and one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen standing their looking lost and helpless. It was Mistress Vivian, so you know who I mean. I just HAD to stop and 'render assistance', I'd of had to be a eunuch not to. She did the 'helpless bimbo' routine on me, and like a schmuck I fell for it, and when I bent over to get the spare out of the trunk she gave me a push, and then slammed the trunk lid before I could recover enough to do anything. Hook, line, sinker. And I was hers, but of course that wasn't the end of the my story.**
** It was hot in that trunk, and I was almost passed out from the heat and sweating like a pig by the time we arrived at the compound. When the trunk opened I was too exhausted to offer much resistance, and she and a couple of the other Mistress's subdued me fairly easily. They took me down to the summoning chamber, stripped me naked, and strapped me down on the altar, the really fancy one in the big pentagram, not the smaller one. Of course by that time I was scared to death, and when they got tired of my screaming and begging they stuffed a gag in my mouth to shut me up. What came next was even more...disturbing, I guess that's the right word. They shaved my pubic hair, balls included, and then started painting runes and glyphs on my cock and balls, and I had a raging boner by then; I'd never been so aroused, which was also pretty disturbing. With three beautiful nude women rubbing all over me while they painted me how could I resist? I mean, I was only human, and the sight of those naked breasts, and feel of the paint brushes on my skin was incredibly...erotic. I paused, and gave a wistful sigh, only human, so long ago. **
** What, oh, sorry Mistress, lost my train of thought there for a second! Well, once they'd prepared me for the ritual of course the next step was to summon THE Mistress. And when She appeared in the pentagram with me I really freaked out then, but of course was completely helpless, which was the whole idea. I still remember it like it happened yesterday, giving a shudder of terror and delight.**
** I looked up, terrified, to find a large inhuman THING standing next to the altar as I struggled uselessly. All I could do was squirm a little, squealing around the gag in my mouth, the heavy leather straps holding me securely. The beast smiled down at me, and I almost passed out from sheer terror. That smile promised things I didn't even what to think about! But at the same time...***
** "So, Mistress Vulva had said, this is the one you want...changed to suit your needs?"**
** I cringed as the terrifying, yet strangely beautiful, creature ran a clawed hand down my body, then cupped my balls and gave them a gentle squeeze, pre oozing from the tip of my aching cock, and I gave an involuntary groan of...lust.**
** "Yes Mistress, Mistress Vivian had replied, we wish him to become that which you promised us."**
** "So we agreed, Mistress Vulva hissed, so it will be done. He's not exactly what you'd call a prime specimen though, but that matters not."**
** Surprisingly I felt a little...hurt at that comment. Sure, I was no muscle bound jock and a little overweight, but I wasn't THAT bad! But that momentary emotion returned to pure terror as the demoness hopped up on the altar and straddled me, her intent obvious. Oh my God, I thought, she's going to...going to RAPE me! And at the same time I realized part of me wanted her to! She was a beautiful female beast, and exuded pure sexual desire and lust like a beacon. I was so hard it hurt, but still I pleaded as she lowered herself onto my rigid penis.**
** "UMF, NUH-NUH, UH GUD, DONNNT!" I squealed around the gag. I looked at the watching Sorceress's, hoping to see some pity, but saw only their own lust crazed...anticipation. That scared me as much as anything. **
** She reached down and gently took my chin in one of her hands, and said, "Don't fight it my pet, give in to your lust, let me give you more pleasure, and pain, then you ever thought possible. It will be...glorious!"**
** Tears leaking from my eyes I stared into her reptilian eyes, my pleas fading into moans of pleasure as she lowered herself on to me, and I groaned in ecstasy as my cock slid between the lips of her swollen drooling sex, and it sucked me in like an eager mouth, and she took me to Heaven and Hell. She ground down on me, hissing in pleasure as I desperately lunged up into her. I was not a virgin, but my experiences had been limited, and I had never imagined in my wildest and darkest sexual fantasies anything like this. She rode me while I squealed and sobbed in pleasure, and it went on and on until I thought my heart would burst, my pulse roaring in my ears, I needed to cum so badly, frantically thrusting up into her as she rode me, but I couldn't! Oh, I can't begin to describe that desperate need to fill her sex with my cum, I would have done anything to reach that release! And of course she knew it, this was what she did, her reason for existing. She made her victims beg for the very thing that would...damn them. As I writhed under her, the tears pouring from my eyes now those of lust and ecstasy, she leaned over until her muzzle was a few inches from my face even as she kept grinding down on me, and said,**
** "We don't need this anymore, do we my love?" **
And she removed the gag, and gasping I sucked in a deep lungful of air, air filled with her scent, a heady mixture of lust, sex, and burnt cinnamon cookies. Then she pressed her muzzle to my face, and as I opened my mouth to scream her tongue slid into it and I found myself returning her kiss, as hard and lustfully as she was. As we coupled we kissed for the longest time, her large firm breasts rubbing against me as she rocked back and forth, never stopping, never giving me a seconds respite from the agonizing sexual ecstasy and torment, and when she finally pulled away I moaned in disappointment as her tongue slid from my mouth, and then she gripped my head in both of her hands, and said softly, one lover to another,
"If I give you want you want, give you the release you need, you will be mine forever, body and soul. Tell me, my pet, do you desire that release? Do you desire more pain and pleasure then you could ever imagine, for eternity?"
With a gurgle I nodded, then managed to gasp, "Yes, oh yes, please!! M-My Mistress, please let me CUM!!"
*And she did, throwing her head back and hissing in delight as I orgasmed, my aching cock throbbing and pulsing as I filled her sex to overflowing, cum spurting from our tight joining, and I screamed and screamed in agonizing ecstasy as I became something else, as she kept her promise and gave me what I wanted more than anything else. And she kept riding me as she had her own orgasm, her orgasmic juices drenching my crotch and thighs and soaking in to my quivering body as she made me hers, and then changed me into what she had promised the Sorceress's. *
*And as I writhed and thrust up as best I could I felt the power of that mutual orgasm spread throughout my body in waves of burning heat, and my body began to twist and transform, my eyes bulging from the pain and pleasure as I screamed, and bless her; my beautiful Mistress, she leaned down again and we kissed, and she took away some of the pain and shared it with me as she swallowed my screams as my body warped and twisted into something...inhuman. *
It seemed to last forever, but I know now it really wasn't that long. If it had lasted too long I probably wouldn't have survived, at least with a rational mind. And insane I wouldn't have been of as much use. As the pain faded into aching soreness she ground down on me one final time and I had another orgasm, but it was different, more intense, the pleasure incredible as I writhed and bucked up into her. Then she gave the end of my muzzle a final affectionate lick, and as she stood up I gasped as my cock slid from her embrace, and she hopped off the altar, and said,
"It is done; I hope he meets with your approval. I think he turned out rather nicely. And believe me; he will be able to fulfill your desires and needs without any problems or hesitation; he has no choice as he needs what you have to offer. In fact you may find it hard to keep HIM satisfied. Now, since our business is concluded I would appreciate it if you would release me and close the pentagram, I need to have a talk with a certain little dragon back in Hell about a missing pallet of urinal cakes."
*And she was gone in a puff of smoke, and I was...disappointed, part of me wanted to go with her so badly, and I cried out for her to take me with her. But that was not to be my fate; at least not right away, though I know I'll go to be with her someday. For now I must remain here, and serve my Mistress's to the best of my ability. *
Somehow; during that horribly wonderful and unnatural coupling, my restraints had fallen away. With a moan I lifted myself up on one hand, my other moving to my still rampant cock as I stared in disbelief and horror at what I had become. I wasn't human anymore, but I wasn't an animal either, but something caught in-between. You have to understand, Mistress, that I didn't know what I was yet, and that first look was...terrifying, to realize I was no longer human, but a beast.
*I gripped my now much larger penis as I stared at it; more or less human shaped but at least ten inches in length or longer, the thick dark pink phallus glistening wetly were it emerged from a sheath, large furry balls hanging under it. In fact my whole body was furry now, covered in dirty white curly fur. From there my gaze traveled to my legs, legs now not quite shaped right, legs ending in cloven hooves, and I could feel a tail at the base of my spine as I was sitting on it. With a bleat of horror I held up my hands and looked at them, each having three thicker blunter fingers and thumbs, and even they were covered in fur, except for the palms. My waist was narrow and trim now; the fat long gone; burned to fuel the change, and my torso was muscular and...ripped, but not overly so. But I think the worst shock was my head, the fully developed muzzle, wet rubbery nose, large floppy ears, and two fluted horns jutting back. And when I opened my mouth to scream a loud bleating squeal came out. I was a GOAT! Or more correctly, a satyr of some kind, though later I would find out I was something called an Imp. And the reason for my new existence; the reason I had been created, soon became obvious *
I spent several horrified minutes examining myself, and trying to understand WHY this had been done to me, when I suddenly caught a scent. I lifted my bestial head, nostrils flared, ears flicking, and for the first time since the trauma ended I saw, and remembered, the women, the Sorceresses, my...Mistress's as I now knew. And I could smell them, smell their lust and desire for my...services, and I knew at that exact second what I had been created for. I was a pleasure beast, my function to service my Mistress's in whatever way; and as often as, they wished. And I had no choice in the matter, I WANTED what they wanted, needed the sexual relief and pleasure they offered in exchange for the pleasure I in turn would give them. With a snort of lust I slid off the altar, my eyes fixed on the first Mistress I was to service, and I went to her eagerly.
*As I bent her over the altar and mounted her I gave a bleat of ecstasy, and gripping her around her waist tightly I lunged into her, and as soon as I was fully hilted I began to fuck her as fast and hard as I could. I had no control over my lust and part of me was still horrified by what I had become, but that lingering horror was soon washed away on waves of intense pleasure as I coupled with my first human partner as a beast. It didn't take me long that first time, grunting and squealing as I serviced her. And as soon as I orgasmed and pumped my inhuman cum into her another of my Mistress's was waiting for my services. That first time, as I coupled with the three of them again and again, the remnants of my humanity were fucked away, and I came to know what my purpose was, and to embrace it. *
I smiled at the young woman who had been listening to me, and said, "Thank you for listening, Mistress. It does me good to be able to tell my story at times, to help remind me what I was, and what I am now. There were only three Mistress's in the Circle at that time, but you will make the thirteenth, and the coven will be full strength now. I will of course pleasure you in whatever ways you desire, for that is my purpose, and you are very desirable, very beautiful Mistress. I cannot refuse, I do not want to. What? Please, don't feel any sympathy for me! I am a beast, a slave, and deserve none, those emotions are not to be wasted on one such as I.
I knelt between her legs and pressed my muzzle to her sex, my nostrils sucking in the spicy scent of her sex, my tongue licking over her swollen lips and clitoris, smiling as she gave a moan of pleasure. Then I slid my tongue between those soft pink lips, and gave a bleat of delight as she gripped my horns and ground her mound against my muzzle. That is the power I have over them, I am a slave, a beast, but they need me as much as I need them. The pleasure I give them is...addictive, in that way I serve Mistress Vulva the best way I can; as She had intended, and they are as much her sex slaves as I am, and they may even know it. And now I will add another to my Mistress' slaves by addicting her to my inhuman cum.
*Pulling my tongue from her sex I stood up, and pushing her back on the bed; gently of course, I took my aching cock and pressed it against her pussy lips, and as I mounted her she arched and groaned; opening herself to me as much as possible, and I gave a guttural bleat of ecstasy as I began thrusting into her eager quivering sex. As I fucked her she wrapped her legs around my waist, and I pressed my muzzle against her lips, my long muscular tongue sliding down her throat as we moved together. I would take her nice and slow, long and easy, bringing us both to the brink again and again until she was begging me to let her orgasm. But I wouldn't give her that release, not for a long time. I give them what they want, and in a way that is the only revenge I'll ever have for what they did to me. But it is an incredibly pleasurable revenge, for all of us. And I know that when our Mistress finally comes for us I'll still be servicing them in Hell, along with so many others for an eternity of agonizing ecstasy as My Mistress promised me. *
*As I said, sometimes you get lucky, sometimes you don't, and sometimes you get both at the same time. I was unlucky to be offered as a sacrificial vessel to be made into an insatiable beast by a demoness of Hell in order to fulfill the perverse fantasies of my Mistress's, but I was also lucky in that I will experience incredible sexual pleasure for the rest of my existence. So, yes, I got the best of both kinds of luck, and love every minute of it! *
** The End**
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