The Daemon Adrastos *very short story from a dream*

Mistress Adrastos was a daemon; hugely muscled, black horns, red skin the whole nine yards. She had the ability to work magic, and she could change her body at will. She was as sadistic and psychotic as one would expect a Daemon Dominatrix to be. She delighted in torturing me in every way imaginable, but my puritan heterosexuality helped her to form her favorite torment. She would grow a large male cock, and force me to give her oral sex until she came.

Adrastos was a patient demigod, and my required method of stimulation was not to take her cock into my mouth and suck it. No, this would end my disgusted misery much too quickly. For on the few occasions she had allowed me to simply suck, I was able to bring her to orgasm and end the ordeal within a half hour or so. Instead, Mistress preferred to prolong the experience. I was required to slowly lick the bottom of her cock from the base to the tip, plant a passionate kiss on the head, make an exaggerated “Mmm” sound, and then lick again. Over and over.

This entire operation gave her just enough sexual stimulation that eventually she would come, but not for several hours and long after my neck, back and knees were so sore I could hardly bear it anymore. When she did finally come I was required to catch the copious gouts of sticky white daemon seed in my mouth and swallow them as fast as they spurted. She shot so much fiery hot satanic cum into my lips that by the time I was done drinking from her cock-fountain; my stomach was full, and usually even distended.

My mouth, throat and stomach burned as if I had just eaten a large plate of extra hot chicken wings, but with none of the good taste or nourishment. No in fact, though my stomach could not hold another ounce, I would always feel famished and exhausted afterword. It was then she would ask me what I was, and my required answer was: “I’m your cum dumpster”

**This was from a dream that I just had during a nap, and I will definitely be doing a picture of it.**

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Last night's dream

This is just a small excerpt from my dream. It's not a complete story, or even a chapter, but I just wanted to get it down in writing before the ether of my sleep cleared and I forgot the feelings.

Mistress Julia was able to put me deep into subspace like no other woman ever had. For instance, when she told me that she was going to give me a new name, I initially though it would be like a new nick name or a slave name to be used while I was at work (she was also my boss). Then it became clear that she meant an actual legal name change, which was quite shocking and thrilling.

Then she made it clear that I would have absolutely no input into what my new name was to be. All of that was extremely conducive to submissive feelings, but the blow that almost made me pass out with waves of submissively erotic feelings was when she announced it to the whole company. It was a big meeting, and she revealed it on a large screen that I couldn’t see.

She made sure that for the rest of the day, everyone knew my name except me. Every person I saw or talked to that day seemed like my Master or Mistress. They knew the biggest and most important detail about me, and I was not allowed to know. Mistress just kept calling me boy all day, and I was dizzy with that pleasurable mix of humiliation, degradation and eroticism.

I absolutely exuded submission, and it seemed to come across. Men would sneer at me; ladies who would have normally never done such a thing would be physically touchy with me, patting me like a dog, or stroking my arm. The whole time, I didn’t know who I was, or even when Mistress Julia would allow me to find out.

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