Margie and I stood at the book binding of the old derelict church.

"Are you prepare ?"I asked.

"Now that the time has come, I'm a bit daunt"she replied with a shiver in her voice.

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

Of course, I knew this not to be true, the Satanist might very well take her life and murder her body once the fucking and torture were over.

I peeped through the shot in the mantle : thirty men, all naked but for their grotesque Satanic masque stood quick lining the islet, and at the far end of the isle the smuggled altar of Prince of Darkness stood where once Christians glorified their God. Now the old crucifix was inverted, Christ's face bashed in by hammers, and writing in red paint cursing Him and His God.

My mind went back to when Margie walked down the aisle to be married. She now wore that same wedding dress, but now she had altered the skirt of it so that it was completely open at the front, displaying her white carry legs, naked thighs and belly, her uncovered cunt an offer to the Prince of Darkness to use in this sacrilegious ritual.

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

Creepy euphony started somewhere, and the lights dimmed. Now the public lecture out in the church stopped and all eyes looked towards the Black person curtain at the entrance.

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

"Oh yes !"

"Fucking beautiful !"

"shag whore !"

Every one of the thirty tool were difficult and rigid, some swaying out freely, others being slowly stroked. Every one of them would get into my wife's eubstance, gorging their immorality cum forth in filthy depraved lustfulness until her cunt and ass would both be oozing their filthy sperm and her mouth would be dripping cum.

As she moved forward towards the Satanic Lord's table, many of the Guy groped at Margie's physical structure, some simply patting her arms and shoulders, others briefly grasping her breasts or touching her ass. One or two grabbed her hands and rubbed their cocks on them, while other guys thrust their pelvic girdle forward, huge pulsing shaft in hand, so that she knew what was in store for her.

On reaching the Lord's table, one of the guys stepped up to her.

"Do you, Margaret, present yourself freely and willingly to be a smutty, depraved whore for your Lord Satan and give yourself to be used as a slavish fornicatress and fuck-toy for all of those present ?"

Margie felt a surge of lubricious excitement as she thought of how, at her Christian marriage, she had said the parole …

"I do."

Now here she was on the brink of such wanton and depraved intimate abuse uttering the Same words for the rank antithesis of what those original 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 shove his expectant, hard cock into her mouth.

Margie immediately recovered from her surprisal and began sucking vigorously on his shaft. At the Saami time that she was bent forward, she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock entering her bitch which was so juicy as a termination of her prurient feelings.

Besides being fucked from both remainder, Margie could experience numerous hands running over her legs, her belly, her breasts, 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 shaft and drawing his arm back, gave Margie a resounding smacking across her face.

"Fucking depraved whore of Satan,"he laughed.

The setback momentarily stunned her, but straight away a new cock was presented to her and, taking the new guy's balls lightly in her manus, she devoured his cock and continued with her eager sucking, while at lots the Lapp time her puss was made even more baggy as a turncock pumped its cum deep inside her.

The adjacent guy to climb on her from behind had unlike ideas from fucking her snatch, instead, he rubbed the cum that was oozing out of her, over her ass, then easily slid his pecker deep into her anal passage.

A minute 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 jam and presented his slimy dick for her to soak up. 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 Lord and Master Satan.

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

As I watched, I began to pray to God and Christ, but it wasn't a Christian prayer of passion and devotion, instead, it was a prayer of ill-treatment and mockery.

"screwing Jesus you fucking slit,"I prayed,"Fucking God you shit mastermind, look at the girl who was once devoted to you, expect at how her mind is full of evil Satanic lust and crud. await at how she is being fucked and used and abused in the name of the almighty, Devil."

The shtup and contumely of my wife went on and on.

After a while the three guy fucking her at the prison term, invented a biz, each would be fucking whatever hole they had, snatch, sass, or ass, then after a minute they would rotate so that the one fucking her mouth would move onto fucking her pussy. The one fuck her cunt would make a motion 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 his place, and so the game went on and on.

Eventually, everyone had fucked Margie, some even having come back for a second bend. Now one guy decided he'd fist fuck her. She was so full of cum that his digit were squelching in her cunt as he easily worked four fingers into her slop mess and then began pressing in with his quarter round also. Margie was panting hard 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 loud gasp and exclaimed in anguish …"Arrrgh, fucking Jesus !"… as the guy's stallion hand disappeared into her cunt.

There was general merriment at all of this, and then of course of instruction everyone wanted to have a go at fist fuck the smutty fucking whore.

After the fuck-orgy had been going for a few time of day, the hombre had exhausted their sexual lust, and now their sadistic lust came to the fore. Margie was being slapped about her side, her tits and nipples were being squeezed and twisted, wrenched, and punched, her twat was gaping open and still slowly oozing cum and so they decided to give her a good flogging.

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

The screeching of absolute agony and terror that she let out !

"Fucking Redeemer !"

It was beautiful to hear.

It must have inspired the guy with sweep over lust too, because he now began thrashing my married woman's cunt in an absolute frenzy of concupiscent cruelty.

"Fucking whore !"

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

The wild irrepressible screaming of my wife filled the old church, it was so shtup wonderful to hear, and the expression of sheer little terror on her boldness was beautiful to behold.

The guys watching were going wild with joy, praising Satan, calling on Him to take the smutty nookie cocotte to Hell so that His Beasts and ogre might use her for their evil and twisted desires.

I fully expected the guy to stick her to expiry, but instead, he finally stopped.

Margie was gabbling weird-sounding speech, cursing God and Jesus, for all she was worth. Her center had taken on an evil sort of staring facial expression and we all knew that the Devil had possessed her entire being .