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Kim-gee is given a lover
The transition is always slow. It begins in our genitals, starting with my scrotum. My penis slowly becomes flesh, and though it softens it remains as thick and large as it is erect. The transition to flesh increases in speed once this is complete and I feel myself return once more to flesh and blood, with a pulse, and the first deep sighing breath. I must always wait as the stiffness ebbs away, before attempting to sit, not least because the chains that secure me to the stone couch are the last items to make the change.
This time was different. As the change started a new figure entered our chamber, and watched, his mouth open and his eyes wide in wonder as he watched me transform. I recognised him — the special supplicant I’d served earlier. He now wore a rubber suit similar to mine, and a bondage harness over it. His wrists, and ankles were decorated with the wide cuffs I wore, and a collar encircled his neck. His beautiful penis, now had a gold ring at it’s base, and another at the neck of his scrotum.
‘Does he please you, Kim-gee?’ The Daemon asked in my head. ‘Stand and welcome him properly.’
“Yes, Master.” I said aloud. Smiling I obeyed, the chains on my wrists and ankles clattered as I stood. “I’m Kim, daemon slave to the Bondage chamber, servant of the Daemon of Sexual Fetish Pleasures, Lord of Phatpong.” I bowed the Thai greeting. “Have you received the blessing you wished?”
“You’re alive …” he whispered, stepping forward.
“I live, yes.” I smiled, moving to meet him, my chained wrists passing his as we placed our hands on each other’s hips. “The master has answered your request?”
“I think I’m tripping out on something …” He stared at my face, still wearing some of the daemonic features. “Is this real?”
“It’s real. Let me convince you.” Drawing him close, I extended my pointed demon tongue and licked his lips, sending it into his mouth as he parted them in surprise. “I am Kim, or Kim-gee. What’s your name?”
“Den …” he swallowed. “I’m Denzyl …”
“Welcome to the life of a daemon, Denzyl.” Kissing him again, I felt his erection press against my stomach. “You performed the ritual of a supplicant. Has your wish been granted?”
“I’m not sure … I think so … but, is this real? I mean, you’re an idol, and yet …”
“It’s real.” I laughed. “I’m real, you’re real … Ramgee is real,” I added as Ramgee joined us, an attractive youth at his side. “Ramgee … meet Denzyl … he’s joining us.”
“Sawasdee, Denzyl.” Ramgee made the Thai greeting gesture. “Kim-gee is fortunate, and so am I. This is Boon Mee.” He smiled, taking his companion’s hand. “He joins us too.”
The Daemon appeared between us, his face as beautifully fearsome as depicted on the statue in the main chamber, and his naked form the epitome of male lustful sex. He contemplated us with a smile and Ramgee and I hastily knelt, our heads bowed. Boon Mee was quicker than Denzyl, but they both joined us in our postures of respect. For a moment he was silent, then he chuckled.
“Kim-gee. Ramjee. Tonight you will spend with your new companion slaves. You will all be completely free to learn to know your companion, to enjoy one another as you desire. At sunrise you will be returned to this place and resume your places as my daemon servants.” His large clawed hands touched Denzyl on his shoulder, and Boon on his. “You will return at sunrise and become as they are. Enjoy the night …” Releasing them, he ordered, “Kim-gee, take Denzyl’s hand. Ramjee, hold Boon. Go, and learn to love each other.”
The chamber blurred and Denzyl and I were in a airy and beautifully appointed suite. He turned to me and said, “This must be a dream …”
“It’s not.” Taking him in my arms, I said, “Want to fuck me? I got to fuck you earlier. Or would you prefer we see if there’s anything to eat and drink here … and then fuck?” Laughing at his expression, I continued, “Once you’re a daemon, sex is your only purpose …”
“I’m randy as hell,” he said, his hands on my chest, his fingers exploring the straps of my harness, “but would you mind if we find something to drink, and take a little time just to let me figure out what’s happening …”
“You’ve got it.” Kissing his forehead, I touched the tip of his nose with my daemon tongue, making him shiver and chuckle. “Better get used to being randy though — it goes with being what we are.” Moving my hips slightly, I rubbed my long, thick cock against his stomach. “We’re permanently ready for sex …” My tongue explored his lips. “Come on, let’s see what the Master has provided for our refreshment …”
Holding hands we explored. The Master had provided food and cold drinks, though nothing alcoholic. We selected fruit cocktails and took these to the verandah to enjoy the cool of the evening and look at the vista our ‘suite’ enjoyed.
“We’re at the top of one of those temple stupas,” Denzyl gasped. “I know this place it’s where I got into … trouble.”
“What happened?” Slipping and arm round his waist I unconsciously fiddled with the belt of his harness.
“I was robbed … then they drugged me, and made me have sex …” A shiver ran through him. “They took me to Phatpong … said they were going to sell me to some rich man after training me …”
“Is that how you came to the Daemon’s Temple?”
Turning in my arm, he put his empty drink down, and slid his arms round my waist.
“No. I escaped. Hid in a strange shrine at one end of the market. It was daytime, so the place was empty. I was naked, and I fell asleep behind a sort of plinth at the centre … there was a statue on it with a huge erection …” He shrugged. “When I woke up … I found myself in a different place and then … you.”
Our mouths met and we kissed, his mouth opening to accept my daemon tongue. When we broke the kiss, he sighed.
“Is your tongue always like this? Will mine …”
“It is, and yours will be too …” Extending it fully, I traced his lips with the tip, then gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the point. Mischievously I touched the lobes of his ears with the pointed tip, gently teasing them. “Like it? Wait until you discover what I can do to your gorgeous manhood with it …” Kissing him again, gently, I asked, “Would you like to take me to the bed I’m sure awaits us, and fuck my mouth and my manhole? Since I became … it’s what I have every night in the place you hid in Phatporn … but tonight, it is something I choose, and I choose to have you enjoy my daemon body for your pleasure, Den. Take me. Tonight, in this place, I am yours.”
“If you want me to …” His hands gripped my hips as he whispered. “I’m so loaded, I think I’ll cum as soon as …”
“So cum, my lover.” I teased his lips with my tongue again. “I’m a daemon, and you’re becoming one … feed me your cum so we can be daemons together …”
We reached the bed and he sat supporting himself with his hands as I knelt and used my daemon tongue — impossibly long, tapering to an arrow point and prehensile — to tease his still human member and his scrotum. The rings on his cock root, the neck of his scrotum and the link between the pair encircling his genitals, were, like mine, the symbols of his coming daemonhood. I knew that once we returned to the temple and our Master Daemon, his scrotum and his penis would become like mine — enlarged, decorated and permanently eager.
He moaned in pleasure as I worked, gradually taking more and more of him into my throat. Sensing he was nearing his orgasm point, I stopped.
“Stand, my love, and fuck my mouth … feed me your sperm and bind us to our Master …”
His eyes full of the desire to release his cum, he stood, gripped my head and whispered, “Take it, Kim … make me a daemon …”
My tongue snaked out, gripped his rigid member and I drew it into my mouth, my hands finding his hips as he began to thrust into my throat. His ejaculation was not long delayed, and now I held his softening member in my mouth and used my tongue to hold him there even as he sank back to the bed, his sperm erupting in regular pulses into my mouth. When the last pulse subsided, I released him, looked up at his face and smiled.
“Happy, Den-gee?” Standing, I helped him stand, and moved so we could lie together on the bed. “From now on you will not produce sperm, but the nectar that we daemons produce — and you and I are now daemon lovers, bound to one another. Is this what you wished?”
Hugging me, his mouth found mine. “Is it what you wish, Kim-gee? I asked the Master to give me to a lover who would teach me to love what I am, a fucking useless waste of space according to my parents … he gave me you.”
“And he gave me you …” I chuckled. “We both screwed up our lives I guess, so now we’re daemons.” My hand found his member and fondled it. “You’ll get a tongue like mine, and your beautiful cock is going to get at least as big as mine. I just hope our master is going to give us more time out like this to enjoy each other.”
“You screwed up? How?”
“Yeah. My dad remarried — he had custody of me — and my step mother and I … well, I hated her.” Teasing him with my tongue again, I continued, “I tried everything I could think of to hurt her, and then started on my dad. I was doing my best to wreck this business trip my Dad brought us on. It would have ruined his business and his career if I had …” Pausing, I thought about my starring role in the porn movie. “I was always Gay, and a bit reckless anyway … so when I got an offer to have a part in a porn movie, I jumped in.”
“No shit.” Den laughed. “You let them fuck you on camera?”
“Better. I let them film me naked, wearing rubber and in full bondage getting fucked — then one of the film crew started blackmailing me. I only came with my father and step-mom on a trip to Bangkok in the hope I could get away from him, or that he’d found someone else to fuck … It was a disaster, and I was going to have a major problem when we got home.” I grinned. “The Daemon sent Ranjee to bring me to the temple and made me a slave daemon … I never existed in my family now and I don’t know what the movie guy did either. How about you?”
“Big fallout with my family, came here with a ‘friend’ who said he’d help me … but he set me up.” Pausing he stared into the distance. “You know there’s a ‘market’ here for white boys? Rich Asians and Arabs love a nice bit of white boy butt and cock …” There was a bitter tone to his voice. “I hope Shad gets what’s coming to him — those bastards …”
“So now you’re a daemon …” Kissing him, I waited for a response.
“Yeah. I’m becoming a daemon …” He paused. “But, you know what? I think it’s going to be a whole lot better than what the bastards my ‘friend’ sold me to had in mind …” Returning my kiss, he hugged me. “Still want to be partnered with me?”
“This answer your question?” My tongue entered his mouth and teased his still human tongue as my hand gripped his now hardening cock. “Now fuck me, Den. Become the daemon and fuck my daemon butt. Take me, and join me as a slave of the Daemon of the Bondage Hall …”
Rolling onto my back, I drew him with me as I opened and raised my legs exposing my opening to receive him.
“Let me be the first to receive your daemon seed, my lover …” I said as he penetrated me. “From now we are lovers and partners.” His penis slipped deep into me and I smiled as I felt him growing thicker and longer, “Can you feel the change?”
“I … oh fuck …” he gasped. “What’s happening to me?”
“You are become …” the tips of our tongues met and an electric shock pulsed through us, “a daemon like me, my lover …”
His tongue extended, like mine, long, arrow headed, pointed and prehensile. Our tongues met and entwined as he began to thrust himself into my receptive anus, his now enlarged glans stoking and massaging my gland. As always I experienced orgasms, but did not ejaculate. My Daemon Master had specifically instructed I was only to do so when my lover requested I fuck him.
Denzyl felt fantastic as he slid in an out of my eager opening, and the flood of his daemon nectar inside me sealed the feelings we both had for each other. We were now slave daemons and lovers, never to be parted …
Spent, he slipped free of my anus. His penis now, like mine long, thick and adorned with a large and shapely ‘head’ and the golden rings of his daemon slavehood. His scrotum, like mine, was now large and globular, and his tongue matched mine as we embraced and kissed deeply. The night slipped by as we talked, made love, explored our desires and each other. Finally, with the sky lightening in the east, I helped him stand, bade him bend at the hips and entered him from behind as he requested. His penis, now as thick and long as mine, rose in erection, the head becoming gold plated, his shaft, like mine turning brilliant red, with the golden filigree decoration, and his heavy globular scrotum gaining its shiny black cover with golden decoration, just as I knew my own genitals were becoming, and now our bodies were adorned with the decorative but very restrictive harness of our slavery as daemons. In my head, I heard the Daemon as I discharged my nectar and the first ray of the sun appeared.
“Remain joined, my slaves.” The world shivered, and we were in our temple chamber. It had changed slightly, our ‘couch’ was now enlarged and we positioned ourselves, with me behind Denzyl, one arm draped over his waist, my body against his back as he settled with his head propped on his arm and hand. The figures of the relief on the walls and in the niches now showed Denzyl and I performing every sexual act required of a bondage bottom. “Well done, my servants. Now you must serve the supplicants. Kim-gee, you may show Den-gee your affection …”
“Yes, Master.” Extending my tongue, I caressed my lover’s lips with its tip. “I love you, Den-gee, and tonight we will serve our Master well.”
“Thank you, Kim-gee.” His tongue entwined with mine. “Tonight I hope I satisfy our Master and you …” Glancing down, he gestured at his rampant erection. “Thank you, Master, for coupling me with Kim-gee, may I use my sex for your service.”
“You will Den-gee.” The Master’s voice was gentle. “As Kim-gee does. Now you must assume your daytime roles …”
“Ready, my love?” I whispered in his ear, my tongue now brushing his cheek.
“Ready …” His voice cut off as we both became statues of ourselves, joined now by chains at our waists, ankles, wrists and necks, and, of course, with my manhood embedded inside my lover. My extended tongue remained with the tip touching my lover’s cheek at the corner of his mouth.
‘Now, my daemon lovers, welcome to your new positions. Den-gee, your lover will share everything your supplicants offer you, and Kim-gee will guide you.’ The soft laugh sent a shiver of anticipation through my senses. ‘Tonight you will wander Phatpong and attract many to enjoy your bodies and offer themselves to me …’
‘Yes, Master,’ we chorussed in our thoughts.
Shortly after this we welcomed our first supplicants, a pair of young men who lost no time in one applying his mouth to Den’s glorious erection and the other in offering his cum to Den’s mouth. It was a busy day …
