1. Light of Hellfire: The Series


    Date: 10/15/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Ass to mouth, Ass to pussy, BDSM, Bisexual, Black, Oral Sex / Blowjob, BDSM, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Death, Discipline, Domination / Submission, Extreme, Female Domination, Female solo, First Time, Fisting, Gothic, Group Sex, Hardcore, Horror, Interracial, Job / Office Sex, Lesbian, Group Sex, Straight Sex, Masturbation, Monster, Non-consensual sex, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Rape, Romance, BDSM, Slavery, Snuff, Spanking, Group Sex, Torture, Violence, First Time, Author: Sage_of_the_Forlorn_Path, Source: sexstories.com

    To my loyal fans, the new addition Light of Hellfire is now available on amazon! The new version is called Hellsteel, and is twice as long with new characters, new breeds of monsters, a different ending, and a much deeper storyline. And to those of you who haven't heard, The Man of Sin is also available (they're printed under different author names). Buy your copy today! Chapter 1 Raindrops fell like miniscule fists upon the city of New York, washing away the grime and filth that caked the streets and alleys. It was quiet on this late-spring day, with the hammering rain forcing people to stay inside. Even the roads were mostly quiet, while engorged with cars as usual. But while it was a quiet day, it was by no means a peaceful one. Up at the very top of the Empire State Building, at the very tip of its spire, there was a low red flash in the grey sky. From this flash, a glowing orb came into existence, resembling a crimson light bulb. It was not bright or powerful enough to draw attention from the people below and it was completely masked by torrential rain. The raindrops that passed by this burning flash were turned into hissing steam from just the intense proximity and the unnatural heat being given off by coal-like sphere. The orb did not fade after the initial flash; instead, it grew in intensity and size while becoming darker in shade. Initially the size of a human fist, it began to expand into an undulating vertical disk as large as a dinner table. There was a second ...
    flash and the disk became still, having completed its metamorphosis. It became solid like glass, with shifting hues of red swirling within. Black mist spewed out from the bottom of the disk, pouring out slowly and streaming down like thick tar. The mist washed over to the spire of the top of the building, causing the metal to rust and deteriorate as if exposed to acid. Echoing from this ominous curtain of red light was a choir of agonizing screams and cries of pain, pouring out from the depths of the blood-red light. Were the weather clear, the people down in the streets would instantly gaze up in horror at the source of this bone-chilling orchestra and cover their ears to try and protect their souls from its ravaging tone. The sound radiating from this dark apparition was one not meant for mortal ears, a sound that was never intended to be set loose upon the earth. Only through the purifying drumming of the rain were the people of New York spared the mind-scarring chorus. A ripple stretched out from the center of the disk and a shadow came into view from its depths, like a sea beast slowly rising to the surface of the ocean. Slowly, a figure stepped out onto the top of the spire, standing on the tip of the radio tower on one foot. The figure was a tall young man with a lean but muscular build, garbed in brown boots, grey baggy pants, a black sash, and a black hooded shirt with a vest. Wrapped around his wrists were two rosary bead cords and two metal shackles. The man had ...
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