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Whore in Heaven: Forced to Fuck, Sex Slavery, by Jezebel Rose
Three tall stunningly handsome, dark haired men stood before me. My mouth hung open as my eyes glanced between each of them. No way can I be in Heaven. I’ve been such a terrible person in life.
The massive golden gates rose into the sky with the three men standing in front of them. Completely awestruck, I stepped backwards – directly into another man. Turning around, he was just like the other three in front of the gate. Handsome. Ripped abs. Tight, muscular arms.
He smiled at me as he laid his hand on my shoulder with a smile, “Welcome to Heaven Jessie.”
His face contorted in a way that made me think he wasn’t telling me the whole truth… or he was simply just holding something back.
I felt his warm hand slip around mine and pull me towards the gate. Glancing down at his backside, I suddenly realized he was completely naked. They were all nude. Not even a scrap of clothing lined their perfectly toned bodies.
My eyes drifted towards the long, thick shaft dangling between his legs. His eyes caught mine. They were deep blue, with a hint of a shimmering lust behind them. Lust…I am in Heaven…right?
Walking past the gates, my eyes took in the glory of my surroundings. Endless fields of yellow flowers, warm sunlight beating down on my skin, the lush grass under my feet… it was almost more than I could bear.
The man in front of me released my hand and turned to me as we neared a large building. Looking at the door, I watched as it opened. Two men walked out, each with a grin. They saw me – and their smiles widened.
The first man nodded at me, his large cock between his legs shrunken as if he had just came. My eyes caught the second man as he passed. He obviously looked me up and down with that same smile on his face, “I’ll be seeing you soon,” he whispered in my ear as he passed.
Quickly looking back at him, I felt myself dampen down below. He was sexy in all the right ways. Tight muscular arms, 5 o’ cock shadow and a smile to die for. He was the man that every woman hoped she would end up with.
The angel that was walking with me turned and took my hands, “You are in Heaven, yes. However, because of your sins, you have been sentenced to eternity in the Pleasure House.”
My jaw dropped, “The Pleasure House? What’s that?”
He responded as I glanced down to see his thick shaft rising between his legs, almost as if pointing at me. “This is Heaven, which means the men here need this to be their Heaven as well. Men are horny creatures, as is angels. We need sexual release, and often at that.”
Fuck. I get to Heaven and now I’m nothing more than a slut at a whorehouse!?”
I caught a smirk on his lips as I reached down and grabbed his cock tightly between my fingers. Part of me wanted to bend over and feel the angel rail me against the side of the building, but the other half of me wanted to get the best of Heaven – not just be a whore.
With his hard cock in my palm, I stared at him deep in his eyes. The wings on his back flew open, pushing be back onto my butt.
Staring up at the angel, I scooted backwards towards the building. “No! I am not going to be a pawn in your game. I will not be fucked just for your pleasure.”
“Yes, that is your home now. Your body is everlasting as is your mind. You will not need sleep or food, simply just sexual pleasure and energy. You will crave the energy, but never be satisfied. Your thirst will never be quenched, no matter how many men you fuck… yet you will always want more.”
The door opened in front of me. A woman stood there with small angelic wings on her back. “Welcome! Come in, please!” she said urgently as the angel behind me pushed me inside the door.
My eyes glanced around the dark room. Small red candles gave off a light fragrance of honey and flowers, while the sounds of sex filled the air. Moans, groans, screams of pain and pleasure echoed off the walls as I stood there completely taken back by the atmosphere.
Beads of sweat trickled down my forehead as I realized my fate. My eternal fate. I was to be used as a sex toy. Simply a being there to be filled by whatever man decided he needed to get off. My holes were there for pleasure, and simply just that. Nothing more and nothing less.
My daze was broken by the woman in front of me. Her dark hair flowing down her shoulders with her small wings on her back flitting softly in the dark room. The candles gave an eerie feeling as I felt a sense of coldness rising from deep within me.
“I’ll show you to your room,” she said quietly, half under her breath, the other half speaking towards the wall. She obviously didn’t want to look at me in the eye. She knew exactly what my fate was.
I nodded as I glanced back towards the male angel leaving the building. More than likely I would end up being his little fuck toy as well.
The walls of the room gave off a certain level of chill, yet it wasn’t the cold that is felt on the skin, but something felt deep within. My insides were cold. No sense of warmth remained within me. I was dead inside. Literally.
Staring straight forward down the hallway, I saw my room. The room the angel was pointing at. “There. You will spend the rest of your days there.”
The words struck me to my core as I glanced at her face. Angelic moans filled my ears from the room on my right. It sounded like there were multiple men and woman behind the door.
“What will I do? What is my purpose?” I whispered.
The woman looked at me and stared directly into my soul, “Get them off. Get them all off. Make them feel pleasure and desire.
Make them want you… because if you don’t, there are consequences.”
My reply was out of my mouth before I even had a chance to think about it, “What are the consequences?”
She started to walk away without reply, and then suddenly turned, “Your worst nightmare. I can’t tell you what that is. Only you know that, and trust me, it will be worse than being raped over and over for eternity.”
I shivered as I stood there. Even though the hallway was warm, I still felt cold inside.
Walking into my room, I glanced around. A fairly large bed sat in the middle of the room, surrounded by sex toys, leather straps, swings, whips, gags, and nearly any sort of thing that may be used during sex to fill somebody’s fantasy.
My mouth felt dry as I started picking through the different toys throughout the room. Most I had never even seen before, much less knew how to use.
Picking up a small leather whip and looking it over, I heard the door open.
There stood a male angel. Tall, skinny and with only what appeared to be some sort of loincloth on. His wings draped down his back and grew tight against his skin. His smile was definitely his identifying feature however. My insides felt warm once again as he stepped forward and rested his hand on my shoulder.
I felt pressure from his hand as he pushed me downwards.
Whispering softly, I stammered the best I could, “W-w-why hello…”
A smirk crossed his face as his other hand raised a finger to his lips, “Shhhh…”
Within a moment, I felt myself on my knees in front of the angelic man. His loincloth pressed outwards in a small tent that grew larger and larger as his hand tightened around my hair.
He wants me to simply just fuck him without even speaking. This is fucking insane. Either be raped by these guys, or… my worst nightmare becomes a reality? What in the actual fuck is going on?!
I grabbed the small twine at the side of his cloth around his hips and loosened it. The loincloth fell to the floor, exposing the thick shaft that hid underneath.
Movement caught my attention at the door. It was the female angel from before. She stared at me as I grabbed the half flaccid cock and sucked it into my mouth.
Sweet sensations of pleasure rested on my tongue as I slid it down my throat, gagging and sucking on the shaft the best I could.
As the dick grew within me, I knew I had purpose. At least it would be a pleasurable purpose. I could at least do my job well, and perhaps receive some sort of praise from the men. Maybe even form bonds with the men and enjoy my fate.
Perhaps.
My fingers wrapped around the shaft with my other hand holding tightly onto his tight butt. Even the men on earth never had a body like this. What’s not to like? I was bad person on earth, and here I’m merely a slut… a hole for pleasure.
His cock was hard in my mouth, and ready to fill my insides. He laid backwards on the bed, with his cock pointing straight upwards towards the ceiling. Apparently he wanted me on top.
Standing up, I wiped my mouth with my forearm and forced a smile at the angel.
He didn’t reciprocate.
He just laid there with his hard cock pointing up and his eyes closed.
I would do my job.
I would do it damn well.
Gliding up onto the bed and sliding my silky white panties to the side, I felt him press inside me.
My walls tightened around the cock as he went deeper. The tip made its way far inside my pussy as my walls dampened to make the whole process much easier and more pleasurable.
Excitement welled up within me as my legs pushed off of the bed and pulled the cock nearly all the way out. Then I sat back down on him. His cock glided back in as pleasure exploded between my legs.
Moans escaped his mouth as I leaned over and pulled his tongue against mine. Grinding on top of the angel, I felt his entire body tense. He whispered in my ear soft melodies of words I couldn’t understand. They simply added more to the experience.
My hand went behind his head as my body slid up and down against his. Pleasure running from my fingertips down to my toes.
My soul melding with his. I was one with this being in a way I had never felt before. I was free.
Without hesitation, the man reached over on the side of the bed and grabbed what appeared to be a leather strap. My ass was suddenly on fire as he ran it against me. Every thrust from his hips grew more intense as the strap was laid upon me over and over.
My eyes welled with tears from the pain mixing with the pleasure. Every nerve in my body filled with the need for… more.
Grabbing my hair tightly, the angel flipped me over on my back and took control of the situation.
His cock rammed into me with intense force. Pain shot up my hips to my fingers as I screamed out in pleasure. The two feelings mixed together into something unique and new.
He knew what he was doing.
I felt his cock tighten within me, over and over as he groaned in pleasure. His hips shook on top of mine as beads of sweat dripped down between my hard breasts. He filled me with his cum. Each thrust form his hips shot his seed deeper and deeper inside me.
With a smile, the angel ran his tongue down my neck, across my chest and between my legs as he withdrew his cock.
I thought this whole experience was for him… and only him.
Feeling exploded within me as his mouth reached its destination. Finally. Release.
Forcing myself up on my hands, I looked down at the angel. His wings were spectacular, but not quite impressive as his tongue. Oh god his tongue.
Sliding up and down my wet slit spiked pleasure throughout my body. Beads of sweat filled my brow as the orgasmic pleasure exploded deep within me, resulting in the angel’s face being covered with my squirting cum.
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