Margie and I stood at the back of the old abandoned ship church.

"Are you fix ?"I asked.

"Now that the fourth dimension has come, I'm a bit mark"she replied with a quiver in her voice.

"zip to be scared about,"I told her,"It's going to be the most fabulous sex school term you've ever had."

Of form, I knew this not to be true, the Satanists might very well subscribe her life history and mutilate her body once the fucking and torture were over.

I peeped through the fissure in the curtain : thirty men, all naked but for their grotesque Satanic masquerade party stood gear up lining the isle, and at the far end of the islet the inkiness altar of Prince of Darkness stood where once Christians glorified their God. Now the old crucifix was inverted, Christ's brass bashed in by hammers, and writing in red pigment cursing Him and His God.

My mind went back to when Margie walked down the aisle to be married. She now wore that Saami wedding dress, but now she had altered the skirt of it so that it was completely open at the front, displaying her white stockpile legs, bare thigh and belly, her uncovered cunt an offering to the deuce to use in this sacrilegious ritual.

She'd been a pure, chaste Christian back then when we were married, but five years under my malevolent influence had now brought her to be prepare to be offered to Satan.

Creepy music started somewhere, and the light dimmed. Now the talk out in the church stopped and all eyes looked towards the black pall at the entrance.

I took Margie's hand and pushed the curtain aside, leading her into the aisle. There was a collective murmur from the waiting men, followed by aspect of approval

"Oh yes !"

"Fucking beautiful !"

"nooky whore !"

Every one of the thirty cocks were hard and strict, some swaying out freely, others being slowly stroked. Every one of them would enter my wife's organic structure, gorging their evil cum forth in filthy depraved lecherousness until her puss and ass would both be oozing their filthy sperm and her mouth would be dripping cum.

As she moved forward towards the Satanic Altar, many of the hombre groped at Margie's eubstance, some simply patting her limb and shoulders, others briefly grasping her breasts or touching her ass. One or two grabbed her bridge player and rubbed their dick on them, while other guy wire thrust their rose hip forward, huge pulsing putz in deal, so that she knew what was in depot for her.

On reaching the altar, one of the cat stepped up to her.

"Do you, Margaret, afford yourself freely and willingly to be a nasty, depraved whore for your Lord Beelzebub and collapse yourself to be used as a subservient slattern and fuck-toy for all of those present ?"

Margie felt a surge of lustful fervour as she thought of how, at her Christian marriage, she had said the words …

"I do."

Now here she was on the verge of such wanton and depraved sexual abuse uttering the same words for the inviolable antithesis of what those master copy vows represented.

"I Do"she said in a clear voice.

The guy then grabbed a handful of her hair, making her squeal, and yanked her head downward so that he could thrust his vauntingly, difficult hammer into her mouth.

Margie immediately recovered from her surprisal and began sucking vigorously on his prick. At the same fourth dimension that she was bent forward, she felt hired man gripping her pelvic girdle and a cock entering her cunt which was so juicy as a effect of her salacious feelings.

Besides being fucked from both remainder, Margie could feel numerous hands running over her pegleg, her belly, her chest, and generally everywhere.

With Margie's enthusiastic sucking, the guy lasted but a few minutes before his cum was gushing into her mouth. Having been satisfied the guy then withdrew his dick and drawing his arm back, gave Margie a resounding slap across her face.

"ass depraved bawd of Lucifer,"he laughed.

The blow momentarily stunned her, but straight away a new cock was presented to her and, taking the new guy's balls lightly in her handwriting, she devoured his cock and proceed with her eager sucking, while at lots the same clip her cunt was made even more marshy as a shaft pumped its cum deep inside her.

The next guy to go up her from behind had different melodic theme from fucking her puss, instead, he rubbed the cum that was oozing out of her, over her ass, then easily slide his pecker deep into her anal passage.

A mo or two later she was again swallowing down another load of cum, and this time as the guy withdrew, the guy fucking her ass pulled out of that hole and presented his slimy cock for her to absorb. She didn't hesitate, she was so worked up into such lust that she would do anything for all of these men, and overall for her master and Master Satan.

You can't reckon how I felt as I stood by and watched my lovely married woman being fucked and fucked and fucked, by guy after guy after guy.

As I watched, I began to pray to God and Deliverer, but it wasn't a christian appeal of love and devotion, instead, it was a supplication of abuse and mockery.

"Fucking Jesus you fucking cunt,"I prayed,"Fucking God you shit brain, look at the girl who was once devoted to you, await at how her mind is to the full of immorality Satanic luxuria and filth. seem at how she is being fucked and used and abused in the name of the almighty, Devil."

The fucking and abuse of my married woman went on and on.

After a while the three guys fucking her at the time, invented a plot, each would be fucking whatever trap they had, cunt, oral fissure, or ass, then after a minute of arc they would rotate so that the one fucking her rima oris would incite onto fucking her cunt. The one fucking her bitch would actuate onto her mouth, and the one who'd been fucking her ass would move on fucking her mouth.

As each guy climaxed and filled her with his cum, he would drop out and a new guy would take in his stead, and so the game went on and on.

Eventually, everyone had fucked Margie, some even having come back for a back bout. Now one guy decided he'd fist fuck her. She was so broad of cum that his fingers were squelching in her cunt as he easily worked four fingers into her spill hole and then began pressing in with his thumb also. Margie was panting surd and giving a few gasps as the guy forced his fist harder and harder into her cunt.

Then, all of a sudden, Margie gave a aloud pant and exclaimed in anguish …"Arrrgh, fucking Christ !"… as the guy's entire hand disappeared into her cunt.

There was full general merriment at all of this, and then of course everyone wanted to experience a go at fist fuck the cruddy fucking whore.

After the fuck-orgy had been going for a few hours, the guys had exhausted their sexual lecherousness, and now their sadistic lust came to the fore. Margie was being slapped about her face, her mamilla and mammilla were being squeezed and twisted, wrenched, and punched, her cunt was gaping spread and still slowly oozing cum and so they decided to chip in her a commodity flogging.

She was bodily lifted onto the Satanic altar, two men stood behind her head holding her implements of war back, and another two held an mortise joint each so that her legs were apart leaving her gaping cunt fully exposed. Now a guy took up a backbreaking leather belt and, bringing his arm back, brought the belt thrashing down right into her gaping cunt.

The scream of absolute suffering and threat that she let out !

"piece of tail Christ !"

It was beautiful to hear.

It must have inspired the guy with overmaster lust too, because he now began thrashing my married woman's pussy in an absolute hysteria of lustful cruelty.

"Fucking cocotte !"

"Fucking filthy, fucking Satanic bitch-cunt-slut !"he snarled and he thrashed and thrashed her poor cunt.

The wild uncontrollable scream of my wife filled the old church, it was so fucking wonderful to hear, and the look of sheer affright on her face was beautiful to behold.

The guy watching were going idle with joy, praising Satan, calling on Him to shoot the filthy fucking whore to Hell so that His wildcat and Demons might use her for their evil and twisted desires.

I fully expected the guy to tick her to death, but instead, he finally stopped.

Margie was gabbling weird-sounding words, cursing God and Jesus Christ, for all she was deserving. Her heart had taken on an wickedness sort of staring looking and we all knew that the daimon had possessed her entire being .