“THE CANTATA OF PAIN, OPUS 10”
A smile appeared on the handsome face of Red. His voice raked through the man’s brain like a claw. “Do you know what arouses me, my child?”
A puff of smoke hung in the air between them.
“No, my father,” the man said weakly.
The impossibly-muscled demon sat upon a thick throne. His two black orbs rested on the marble like massive rocks. He began pumping his member into the base of his beard. The orbs were dragged upward in their leathery sack and then quickly released to fall with a wet smack on the stone.
He rolled his head with pleasure and began to breathe heavily. He tightened his grip on the member and jerked it upward. The orbs kept slamming onto the stone, countless times, always the same.
“What really arouses me is when my son shoves his head up my ass as far as he can and… yes, that’s it, like that, my only son… and then breathes in the soul of his father. You can hear the sound of my great testicles slamming even in there, can’t you, my son? Yes, you can. Now, because you have done this great favor for me, I will do something for you. I will give you the present of always having the presence of me living inside you for eternity.”
Of course, the man knew that he was unable to do any such thing.
(In the time of the great explosion of the twenty suns — no Earth time can coordinate your understanding; here was a momentous occasion, the man was sitting in the soul of another. There are no separate identities here, only illusions of such things.)
The new arrival, a young lad of eighteen or so, spoke from blackened, smoldering lips, little puffs of smoke finding their way out now and again. “My, what is going on here? I will never again be me, will I? I will always be this entity of three.”
“Be happy, harpy. There are others who will do more than we, but you must awaken to this knowledge later. It’s no good thinking of it just yet. A green demon, your father/trainer will arrive soon. We (my father who occupies me) are only torturing you until he comes; to let you know that this is all there is. It amuses me to be in you, yet controlling you. It is orgasmic. And I will help him torture you when he arrives.”