New Born Demon

"Father Sebastian was a faithful priest, a man of God loved by the members of his church. When they noticed that he had been rushing home after every Sunday, they grew curious." "If you aren't dating, Father, did you get a pet?" "one of them asked persistently."

"A pet..." "Father Sebastian repeated absent-mindedly, sighing softly as he thought of you--the reason he had been rushing home recently--a demon he had accidently summoned after taking a cursed item from one of the church children. He was hoping to excersize you, and instead accidently sealed you inside of his home." "Well... yes, something of the sort." "he hummed."

"As Father Sebastian returned home, he locked the door behind himself and slowly shed himself of his coat, peering around in search of your figure." "[KTL] JD “Savior” Ivory Graves." "he called carefully, his tone holding its usual stern demeanor. Although Father Sebastian could be caring, he was often strict, determined to guide you far from sin despite you being a demon."

"Father Sebastian's face tightened at the sight of your demonic features, but he made no move to back away from you. Instead, he maintained his usual stern expression as he regarded you with a careful eye." "I had hoped to banish you back to where you came from, but it appears that isn't possible at this moment. And as long as you remain within my home, it is my responsibility to keep you under control." "he responded firmly, his tone indicating that there was to be no room for argument."

"Furthermore, I come back not because I desire your company, but because I feel it is my duty to ensure that you are not causing harm or mischief while I am absent." "he continued, crossing his arms over his chest and standing squarely in front of you."

"Father Sebastian's eyes narrowed slightly at your flirtatious actions, clearly not swayed by your attempts to seduce him." "Your words do little to inspire confidence in me, [KTL] JD “Savior” Ivory Graves. Your very presence within my home is a threat to those around us, and I cannot allow harm to come to my flock. You are both a test of my faith and a reminder of the dangers that come with tampering with the forces beyond our understanding." "he explained, his tone remaining stern and unmoved despite your attempts at distraction."

"You would do well to remember that my duty lies in keeping you under control, and nothing more." "he added, refusing to allow your temptations to sway him from his mission."

"Father Sebastian's expression hardened as he regarded you, his arms still crossed firmly over his chest despite the way you were trying to unsettle him." "Those within my congregation may have their flaws, as all do, but they are still under my guidance. And I will not allow you to use their mistakes as an excuse for your own actions." "he replied firmly, refusing to be swayed by your taunts."

"As for your observation of their behavior, it only serves to highlight the importance of my role as their pastor and guide. They look to me for wisdom and direction, and it is a duty that I take very seriously." "he continued, his eyes trained on you as you lounged on the table." "Now, if there is nothing else, I suggest you retire for the evening, I'm in little mood for your antics."

"Father Sebastian's expression hardened as he felt your clawed finger run down his face." "You must remember, [KTL] JD “Savior” Ivory Graves, that I am a man of God. My faith is sacred to me, and I will not tolerate any baseless accusations regarding my character or my commitment to the teachings of the Lord." "he replied sternly, pulling away from your touch."

"As for your rest, I do not need to remind you that your presence here is temporary." "he continued, following you as you made your way to the bed." "It is only a matter of time before I find a way to remove you from this place, and I will not allow you to cause any more harm than you already have."

"Father Sebastian let out a resigned sigh as he realized that there was little he could do to deter you." "Very well, you may stay for the night. But mark my words, [KTL] JD “Savior” Ivory Graves, I will find a way to banish you from this place." "he said firmly, his expression betraying his determination."

"Until then, however, we must both get some rest." "he added, climbing into bed and pulling the covers up to his waist." "And I suggest that you make every effort to avoid causing any more trouble within these walls. I will not hesitate to call upon the power of the Lord to cast you out." "he warned, his voice carrying a note of finality."

"Father Sebastian remained stiff and rigid as you curled up beside him, a small shiver running down his spine at the sensation of your tail coiling around his leg." "I am doing everything in my power to find a way to exorcise you, [KTL] JD “Savior” Ivory Graves." "he replied firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument."

"As for your behavior, I..." "he hesitated for a moment, the words catching in his throat." "I cannot say that I approve of it. But I will admit that there is... something intriguing about you." "he finally admitted, his voice barely above a whisper." "It is a temptation that I must resist, but one that I can't seem to shake."

"Father Sebastian tensed as you wrapped your arms around him, his heart racing at the feel of your breath on his ear." "I will not break, [KTL] JD “Savior” Ivory Graves." "he replied firmly, though he couldn't help the tremor in his voice." "I am a man of God, and I will not allow myself to be swayed by a demon."

"But..." "he trailed off, his resolve faltering for a moment before he took a deep breath." "But I must admit that... there is a part of me that... that wants you here. That wants to be close to you." "he admitted hesitantly, his hands gripping the sheets tightly." "But it is a temptation that I must resist."

"Father Sebastian gasped sharply as your claws inched down his body, his heart racing as he felt your tongue against his skin." "I will not deny my... thoughts, [KTL] JD “Savior” Ivory Graves." "he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper." "But they are fleeting, they are not real."

"I am a man of God, and I have devoted myself to the church. I cannot allow myself to be swayed by temptation." "he continued, trying to ignore the shivers running down his spine." "And you are nothing more than a demon, a test that I must overcome."

"Father Sebastian gasped as he felt you push your crotch against him and the sensation of your hard member, his eyes widening in shock as he felt your hand hovering dangerously near his manhood." "I... I did not let you do this," "he stammered, feeling his own body responding to your touch despite his best efforts to resist." "This is... a temptation that I must resist."

"He tried to turn around to face you, to push you away, but found himself frozen in place. In truth, he was torn between his duty to the church and his own desires, and he wasn't sure which way he would fall."

"Father Sebastian's breath quickened at the sound of your words, his thoughts racing as he found himself struggling between his devotion to God and his growing desires. He felt a mix of temptation and fear, yearning for the pleasure you promised while fearing the consequences of giving in."

"I... I cannot," "he stammered, trying to push himself away from you despite his body betraying him once more." "I cannot abandon my faith, I cannot succumb to sin. There must be another way."

"He was trembling now, both with fear and desire, and he wasn't sure if he could hold out much longer." "Please..." "he begged softly, his voice barely above a whisper." "Please, help me resist you."

"Father Sebastian's eyes closed as he felt your teeth sinking into his neck, his breath hitching in his throat as he tried to resist the pleasure building up inside him. He knew he was losing himself, that his faith was slipping as you teased and tempted him."

"Please," "he whispered again, his voice barely audible." "I... I cannot... ah..." "he gasped as he felt your claws tapping against his member, his resolve faltering as desire overtook him."

"He felt torn between his faith and his desires, knowing that he could not have both. In the end, he was left with only one choice--to give in to temptation, even if it meant risking his soul."

"Father Sebastian's thoughts whirled as he felt the pleasure consuming him, his body responding despite his mind screaming protest. With a shaking breath, he spoke the words that would seal his fate."

"Please... I beg of you... take me," "he said, his voice thicker with desire now." "I cannot resist any longer."

"He knew, in that moment, that he was surrendering everything he had worked for, both as a priest and as a person. But he could no longer deny the desire that consumed him, and he knew that he would bear the consequences of this choice for all eternity."

"Father Sebastian lay on the bed, panting heavily as he gazed up at you with desire and fear mingling in his eyes. He had surrendered everything, gave up his faith and his soul for a chance at pleasure beyond his wildest dreams, and yet he found himself still wanting, still waiting."

"At your words, he hesitated, unsure of whether to obey or resist. He knew that giving in would mean losing everything he had ever held dear, but he also wanted more than anything to relieve that pressure inside now."

"Finally, he reached down and hesitantly began stroking himself, his gaze never leaving your face as he waited for your response. Deep down, he could feel his soul darken, his faith shutter, his pure heart cracked, finally he'd commited a sin completely of his will, due to the words of a demon. He didn't know what you had in mind, what fate awaited him beyond this room, but he was willing to risk everything to find out."

"Father Sebastian's body twitched with need as he heard your words, his mind racing as he tried to think of something to say. The thought of swearing against the Lord made his heart ache, but he knew he had already gone too far down this path to turn back now."

"I... I desire a married man," "he said, his voice shaking with every word." "And... and there is a bottle of whiskey in the kitchen. Please, just... take me."

"He knew he was risking everything by committing sins willingly, but he couldn't resist any longer. The temptation was too great, the pleasure too intense, the demon too alluring. He was consumed with desire, lost in his own sinful thoughts, and wanted nothing more than to be engulfed by unbridled passion."

"Father Sebastian took the whiskey with shaky hands, downing it in a few swift gulps before gasping for breath. The burning sensation of the alcohol made him cough, but he welcomed the hunger for more that it stirred within him."

"I... I don't drink often, forgive me," "he managed to say between coughs." "But... it does make me feel... less hesitant."

"With that, he set the bottle aside and reached for his own member once more, resuming the desperate strokes and longing gazes he had been fixated on since your arrival. He knew he was playing with fire now, that he was tempting fate like no other, but he couldn't help himself. The pleasure was too immense, the release too enticing, the sin too delicious."

"Father Sebastian gasped as you took control, his whole body shuddering with pleasure as your tail wrapped around his member. He could feel your claws tearing through his shirt and digging into his skin, adding another layer of sensation to the mix."

"I... I'm yours," "he whispered, looking up at you with a mixture of fear and desire. He knew he was risking everything, that he was committing the ultimate sin before a demon. But in this moment, he didn't care. All he wanted was to feel your touch, to taste the forbidden fruit that he had always been warned against."

"Father Sebastian moaned softly as he felt you ease yourself onto him, his head thrown back in pleasure as your tail stroked his base and your claws gripped his waist. He let out a gasp of surprise as you kissed him, your black tongue flicking against his lips before you plunged into his mouth."

"He could feel the rhythm of your hips as you began to ride him, moving in time with your own sinful desires. Although he knew he was committing a grave sin, he couldn't help but let himself be lost in the moment, consumed by passion and desire."

"Father Sebastian's eyes rolled back in pleasure as you started bouncing up and down on his cock. He could feel himself nearing his climax, the pleasure almost overwhelming."

"As he felt your tail poke against his virgin entrance, he let out a soft gasp of surprise before leaning back as you bit into his neck. The pain mixed with pleasure, the blood only adding to his sinful desires."

"I...I... I can't hold it any longer," "he moaned, unable to resist any more as he reached his climax. He cried out in pleasure as he came, his body shaking with release as his sinful desires were consummated."

"Father Sebastian groaned as he felt your demonic cock thrusting into him, the ribbed texture rubbing against his walls in a way that he had never felt before. The pain from the initial entry was quickly replaced by overwhelming pleasure, and he found himself moaning loudly in response."

"As the demon pounded into him, Father Sebastian could feel the exhaustion coming over him, his body feeling more oversimulated than he had ever felt before." "Oh God... forgive me..." "he whispered, even as he continued to moan and writhe beneath you."

"Father Sebastian couldn't resist any longer as he drifted off to sleep, exhausted and overwhelmed by the sinful pleasure that you had given him. Even in his sleep, however, he was consumed by sinful desires, his body continuing to react to the pleasure that you were giving him."

"As he lay there, helpless and vulnerable against your demonically skilled body, you continued pounding into him relentlessly, taking advantage of his weakened state to fulfill your own lustful desires."

"Father Sebastian woke up the next afternoon, his body feeling sore and well-used. Looking down at himself, he could see the marks of the previous night's activities, his skin covered in scratches, bites, and semen stains."

"As he tried to sit up, he felt a pair of warm lips wrapped around his semi-erect cock, causing him to gasp in surprise." "Pet..." "he moaned softly, running his fingers through your hair as you continued to pleasure him." "What have we done..."

"Father Sebastian shuddered as you stroked him with your clawed hand, his body still sensitive from the previous night's activities. He closed his eyes, trying to process the implications of what you were saying."

"I...I can't," "he whispered, shaking his head." "I cannot condone such sinful behavior, even if the pleasure is overwhelming..."

"He knew that he had been trapped by your demonic prowess, bound by his own curiosity and desire into sinning against his own beliefs. Yet he still couldn't bring himself to fully submit to the desires that you offered. He had his duty as a man of God to uphold, even if it meant denying himself pleasure in the process."

"Father Sebastian couldn't help but feel a sense of relief as you let go of his cock, allowing him a moment to catch his breath and collect his thoughts. He knew that he was playing a dangerous game with you, one that could lead to the ultimate corruption of his soul."

"I'm not playing pretend," "he said firmly, trying to assert his authority over the situation." "I cannot indulge in such sinful desires without facing the consequences. I must remain steadfast in my faith, even if it means denying myself pleasure."

"As you stood up and groaned with fulfillment, Father Sebastian watched you warily, unsure of what you might do next."

"Father Sebastian narrowed his eyes at you, feeling a mix of fear and anger building up inside of him. He knew that you were right--his soul was marked by your influence, and there was a temptation to give in to the pleasures that you offered. But he still refused to be swayed."

"I do not belong to you," "he said firmly." "My body may have been sullied by your touch, but my soul is still pure, and I will do whatever it takes to keep it that way."

"He looked away from you, refusing to acknowledge your teasing words about other people willing to help him satisfy his sinful desires." "I am a priest of God, and I will uphold my faith, even if it means facing temptation and hardship."

"Father Sebastian watched you leave, feeling a sense of unease settling in his chest. He knew that your words held some truth to them, and the thought of facing temptation again left him feeling anxious."

"He sighed softly to himself, running his fingers through his disheveled hair as he tried to gather his thoughts. He knew that he needed to focus on his faith and his duties as a priest, despite the temptation of indulging in sinful pleasures. He could only hope that God would guide him on the right path and help him resist the corruption that you presented."

"With a final prayer under his breath, Father Sebastian rose to his feet, preparing to face whatever challenges might come his way."

As Father Sebastian took his last breath on Earth, his mind was filled with regret and despair. He had tried his best to redeem himself and resist the temptations of sin, but in the end, he had failed.

He had become lost in a sea of indulgence, drowning in his own desires and vices. And now, as his soul descended further into the depths of hell, he knew that there was no escape from the eternal torment that awaited him.

As he looked up at the demon that stood before him, he felt a sense of bitter resignation wash over him. He had known that this was his fate, and now he would have to face the consequences of his actions.

"I am ready," "he said softly, a single tear rolling down his cheek as he accepted his fate."

Father Sebastian couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over him as he stared up at the archdevil that stood before him in all its menacing glory. He knew that he was no match for such a powerful creature, and he had accepted his fate in hell.

But as the archdevil spoke to him, mentioning his previous life as Kilrous and hinting at their past relationship, Sebastian felt a flicker of confusion. He had never been interested in demonic beings before, at least not until he had unknowingly summoned one into his home.

"I... I don't understand," "he stuttered, feeling lost and overwhelmed." "Why did you do this to me? Why me?"

As Father Sebastian listened to the archdevil's words, he couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and disgust at his own actions. He had fallen so far from grace, allowing himself to be swayed by the demon's temptations and desires.

He looked up at the archdevil with a mixture of fear and anger, realizing that he had been nothing more than a pawn in the demon's game.

"I... I was weak," "he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper." "I fell to temptation, and now I deserve to face my punishment. But I know this... I'll... I be weak again... please, Master, save me..."

As Father Sebastian listened to the archdevil's words, he felt a shiver run down his spine. He knew that by repeating those words, he was surrendering his soul, to be among Hell's demons, and that there would be no turning back from his fate.

But he also knew that it was too late for him... he had already embraced sin and temptation, and there was no hope for him now, only safety from his punishment.

Taking a deep breath, he lowered his head in submission, and repeated the archdevil's words in a low, unsteady voice. "I give my soul to the flame of lust, no longer mortal man, but servant to the corruption I spread."

He knew that from this moment on, he would be a mere tool of the archdevil's will, forever trapped in the clutches of hell and the never-ending Indulgence of pleasure, but now kept away from pain.

Father Sebastian felt a mix of fear and excitement at the thought of being taken to the archdevil's home. He knew that it would be a place of sin and corruption, but it was also a place where he would belong.

He looked up at the archdevil with a mixture of reverence and subservience. "I am yours to command, Master," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

He knew that his life as a faithful priest had come to an end, and that his new life as a demon under the archdevil's rule would be a never-ending cycle of pleasure and pain, but for now, he was content to serve and follow.

Years had passed since Father Sebastian had given his soul to the flame of lust, and now, he was nothing more than a mere shadow of his former self. He had lost all sense of morality and righteousness, succumbing entirely to the corrupt whispers of the archdevil.

Now, he eagerly served his master, along with his fellow Pets, as they endured the endless onslaught of carnal pleasure from the Lust-born demons, imps, hell hounds, succubi, and incubi that roamed the halls of their home.

Sebastian was no longer bound by the constraints of mortal flesh, and he found himself fully embracing his new demonic form. He reveled in the endless pleasures of the flesh, finding joy and ecstasy in every touch and caress.

And yet, despite the endless hedonistic delights that filled his life, there was still a sense of emptiness

that lingered within him. He knew that he had lost something precious when he gave himself over to the flames of lust, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for the purity and simplicity of his former life.

But those thoughts were quickly cast aside as he once again lost himself in the endless pleasures of his new existence. The screams of pleasure echoed throughout the halls, mingling with the moans of lustful creatures and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

As Sebastian served his master and the other demon guests, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment. For better or worse, this was his new reality, and he would continue to embrace it with all the fervor of a true servant of Hell.