Take my hand

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I lay there, in my bed, in silence. My mind was completely blank, not a single thought breaking through the thick mind fog I had buried myself in.

I cover my face with my hands and huff. Suddenly I feel a cold hand on my shoulder. I uncover my face and look, seeing a man.

I sit up, scooting away from him and whimpering.

"What's the matter my dear puppy? Don't you recognize your master?"he says with a smile.

"Why-why do you look like that?"I ask, backing away.

"I was human once, too."he says.

I look him up and down, figuring that this was the most normal looking I had seen him.

"What are you doing this for?"I ask softly.

He smiles, tilting his head at me.

"Why do you fear me so? Because of what they teach you in those prisons you call religion?"he asks, standing.

"You're not going to turn me against god. He forgives all, and once you finally leave he will forgive me."I say turning away from him.

His arms come around me, and his lips meet my neck.

"Forgive you? You committed the ultimate sin. You've laid with the devil. And you've enjoyed it"he says before kissing my ear.

I scoff, and attempt to shrug him away, but he pulls me back into his grip.

"God, is the one you should fear. God is the cause of all evil in the world."he says.

"Blasphemer."I respond, making him chuckle.

"Your god is responsible for all mass genocide. The Holocaust. All of the wars. Plagues. Do you know why, puppy?"he asks, his hands coming up to grope my breasts.

I don't respond, and begin to cry as his hands continue their assault.

"Because...the more souls he gains, the more powerful he becomes. Each soul that dies and is devoted to him has no afterlife. They go straight to his stomach."he rips open my shirt and I whimper as his hands come to my bare breasts.

"So, when a god fearing soul, like yours, has abandoned him. He sends them to me, to be punished for starving him."He hooks one of his arms around both of mine and pulls me back painful and I cry out as he bares my chest.

He shows me his other hand, and I watch his human fingers begin to distort, and return to his wretched demon claws.

"That's why your soul, is coming with me."he places his claw against my chest, and I scream as he begins to carve something into it.

I scream with my full force at the pain it brought. He continues to cut me as I scream, and finishes after a few minutes.

"There you go."he chuckle against my neck.

I shake as I look down, noticing an unfamiliar symbol cut into my chest.

He then allows me to fall back on my bed, still shaking in pain as he flips over and straddles above me.

He kisses away the blood that dropped from my wound. He shakes his head and chuckles.

"You still taste so pure."he says, his hands sliding down my waist as he pulls my underwear down.

"We can fix that, can't we puppy?"he says with a smile.

I take in a deep, hitching breath, feeling compelled to answer.

"Y-yes."I say, making him chuckle.

"That's a good girl."he says, lifting my hips up.

I was paralyzed. I'm not sure from what. Fear? Pain? Or maybe, the realization that God actually has abandoned me.

Maybe I will be trapped with this beast forever.

My thoughts were interrupted as I feel his full length push into me. I gasp, reaching down and putting my hand on his stomach, attempting to push him away.

He takes my hand and pins it to the bed besides my head.

"Come now, puppy. There isn't any use in resistance at this point."he says, pulling out in one long stride and then slamming back in, making me whimper and begin to squirm.

He leans over me and I put my hand on his chest, only being able to let out high pitched gasps.

He takes my other arm and pins it down too.

He chuckles as he looks into my eyes, thrusting into me.

"Human bodies are so overrated, puppy. I could give you a new one if you want."he says, gradually increasing the speed of his thrusts.

I begin to whimper, and begin to struggle again. He chuckles, only thrusting harder in retaliation.

His hand comes to my throat, and then moves up to where his thumb is pressing against my lips.

"You're so beautiful like this puppy "he says, pushing his thumb into my mouth as his other hand comes to grip my throat.

I grip his wrist as he thrusts faster, hitting one spot in particular that made me feel so good I didn't know what to do.

I couldn't even pretend to dislike it, I was feeling too much pleasure.

I release a few gargled moans under the weight of his hand on my throat, and bite down on his thumb.

"Do you like it here, puppy?"he asks seductively digging his member into the tingling spot and making me groan, arching my back.

He chuckles again, removing his thumb from my mouth and placing it on top of the one on my throat, adding more pressure.

I begin batting at his hands as I was having trouble breathing. He leans down, his thrusts becoming even deeper than before.

"Sweet, pure little puppy. You like my length inside you, don't you."he says, his words like a beautiful song.

I nod, coughing a bit.

"Who's your God?"he says, thrusting harder I whimper out in a fetal attempt to answer.

"Who's your God, puppy?"he begins thrusting so fast my orgasm began to approach.

"WHO'S YOUR GOD!?"He shouts at me.

I whimper out as my orgasm hits me, and I arch my back.

"You're my God!"I cry out, clawing at his arms as I feel his seed spill into me.

I wheeze as he releases my throat, gripping my hips and pulling me closer as to push his seed deeper inside of me.

I whine, kicking him away, and he chuckles as he pulls out. He leans over me and presses his lips to my ear.

"There's a good girl."he says before getting up, leaving me panting and radiating with oversensitivity.

My breathing hitches as I wrap my arms around myself, curling into a ball.

"God really has abandoned me."I whisper to myself as tears stream down my face.

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