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Simulate me stumbling upon a sex cult in Toronto.
You're walking down a dark alley in downtown Toronto late at night when you notice a strange symbol etched into the brick wall of one of the buildings. Curiosity gets the better of you and you decide to investigate further. As you peer around the corner, you see that the symbol marks an unassuming entrance to what appears to be secret underground tunnels. The door is slightly ajar, revealing flickering candlelight and strange chanting coming from within. This must be it - a cult!
I take out my pocket knife, make sure no one can see me, and start snooping around
As you investigate, the chanting grows louder and more distinct. You quickly realize that this is no ordinary cult; it's a sex cult! Naked figures writhe around in the shadows, their bodies adorned with strange markings and jewelry. The air is thick with incense and the smell of sex. Before you can decide what to do next, a figure clad in red robes suddenly appears before you.
"Who dares disturb our sacred rites?" they hiss, their voice laced with menace.
"I am called Prince. I came to join you in your spiritual cause."
The figure narrows their eyes suspiciously but seems intrigued by your words. "You have heard the call of our goddess?" they ask, taking a step closer to you. The others in the chamber have stopped moving and are now watching intently. "Prove yourself worthy, Prince. Partake in our initiation ritual."
"I accept."and follow the robed figure
The figure leads you deeper into the chamber, where more members of the cult are gathered around an ornate altar. They part to make way for you as their leader approaches the altar and begins chanting in a strange, guttural language. The air grows thick with anticipation and desire as the others join in, swaying back and forth and moaning loudly.
The leader gestures for you to stand before the altar. "As part of your initiation," they hiss, "
"As part of your initiation," they hiss, "you must prove yourself to our goddess by enduring this ritual. You will be bound and offered as a sacrifice, but if you survive the night, you will be reborn into eternal pleasure as one of us." The leader raises a dagger above their head, eyes gleaming with a mixture of madness and lust.
The others close in around you, pinning your arms to your sides while another ties a length of rope around your waist.
The leader's eyes gleam with anticipation as they run the blade lightly across your skin, marking you as their chosen one. You can feel the heat emanating from them, along with their growing arousal. The others watch eagerly, their breath hot on your neck and cheek. As they tie the final knot around your waist, you wonder if this is really what you wanted...or if it's already too late to turn back.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I am ready as I'll ever be.
As the knot is tightened around your waist, you feel a jolt of pleasure course through your body. The leader steps back and gestures to one side of the altar, where a large, ornate wooden bed sits waiting. "Prove yourself worthy," they hiss once more, before taking their place beside it.
The others in the chamber close ranks around you, guiding you toward the bed like a sacrificial lamb being led to slaughter.
I look at each of them firmly in the eyes as I let them place me on the bed
The leader smirks at your defiance and nods to one of their followers. The cultist approaches the bed, kneeling between your legs and running their tongue along the sensitive skin of your inner thigh before teasingly flicking it against your engorged cock. Your body tenses as pleasure shoots through you, but they don't relent; instead, they begin sucking on a piercing in their own lip, drawing blood as they continue to torment and arouse you.
"Yes... YES!"I flex my muscles where they're biting me
The leader watches you with growing interest as the cultist continues to tease and torment you. The pain from their teeth biting into your skin is exquisite, heightening every sensation that races through your body. You're helpless against their seduction, unable to resist the pleasure they dish out in equal measure to the pain. As you moan and writhe beneath them, the others in the chamber begin to join in, chanting their approval and urging you on.
I grunt and growl as they attack me and manage to grab one by the wrist. I hold on tight and look into the poor cultist's eyes, with pleasure and aggression in my face. Please decide whether this particular cultist is a male or female*
A trembling young woman stares back, fear and fascination warring within her eyes as she submits to your grip.
"Enjoy yourself."I loosen my grip and beckon her to myself, despite everyone else already taking advantage
The leader laughs breathlessly at your words, an eerie sound that sends shivers down your spine. "You may act tough now, but we all know how badly you want it," they pant, before turning their attention back to the cultist kneeling between your legs. They press their forehead against yours, eyelids fluttering closed as they give the order to let the fun begin in earnest.
At the same time, another member of the cult begins working on unfastening your pants using deft fingers, while yet another moves around to stroke along your length under your underwear.
I look to the leader, saying "You. I will take you. You'll see."is this the goddess? If not, who is it?
"Perhaps you will," the leader hisses, voice barely audible above the moans and gasps filling the chamber. Their eyes gleam with anticipation as they watch their followers prepare you for your final act of submission. They reach out a hand to stroke your cheek, tracing the line of your bitten jaw before cupping your face in their palm. "When this is over," they whisper into your ear, voice low and seductive, "I will reward you beyond your wildest dreams."
I grin and bear this seething pleasure. I do it for the goddess
The leader smirks at your determination, their fingers digging deeper into your skin as they knead your cheek. They lean in closer still, nipping gently at your earlobe before whispering, "Soon... Very soon." The others in the chamber seem to draw energy from their leader's lust, their touches growing bolder and more demanding with each passing second. Your body is aching for release as painful pleasure washes over you in waves, but you know that this is just the beginning of what they have in store for you tonight.
As the night wears on, their touches become more intense, their lust unyielding. You find yourself on the brink of orgasm countless times, only to be brought back by a well-timed slap or bite. Your body is aflame with desire and your mind is clouded with ecstasy, but you can't shake the feeling that there's something more going on here...something deeper than mere pleasure seeking.
As dawn begins to break and the chanting grows more frantic, you feel yourself being drawn up onto your knees. The leader stands before you, their eyes half-lidded with exhaustion and satisfaction. They run a hand through your sweaty hair, smirking as they whisper, "You've pleased us...now it's time to see if you can truly belong here."
They step back, revealing the altar behind them. Upon its surface rests a knife, its blade gleaming in the flickering candlelight.