Chapter 18

Six months later...

The concert was a smashing success, of course. So many pop and rock acts, even some country, though a disproportionate number of those got Raptured, made a point of performing in the nude or close enough to it. I also enjoyed watching several divas twerk with each other, too, especially the sight of Miley Cyrus do that with Britney Spears and Ariana Grande. When a vast menagerie of divas all formed a naked conga line to twerk together, it was truly glorious.

The best part, though, was when I appeared on the scene and began fucking each diva in front of the crowd. They kept singing as I fucked them, one lady after another, my thick, throbbing demon dick going in unto the various talented harlots who sang eagerly to the audience. Yeah, I screwed dozens of famous singers while they twerked and dry humped each other, even started eating each other out in public, which was captured on viral video. They didn’t object when I slapped their butts, either, even pushed them back at me to encourage me to do more of the same.

The whole throng, of both ... or should I say, all sexes, meanwhile, increasingly stripped naked if they weren’t already nude. When I fucked each lady, meanwhile, I pushed her into the crowd and the fans began furiously humping away at the divas as well as each other. The mob began to go all-out in their powerful rush of so much lust as they mated with everyone else. Pretty soon, there were creampies leaking down each diva’s thighs and calves, from so many different guys screwing these singers that they made constant squishy sounds as they were passed from fan to fan.

If the various divas minded getting it good and rough from so many fans, including some fucking with strap-on dildoes, and in multiple holes at once, they could have fooled me. In short order, they all limped around the floor as they were gang-banged by their most loyal and enthusiastic fans. It was a lustful frenzy, only intensified when each lady limped back onto the stage and let me plow their backfields this time. Their tight asses called my name after all and begged me to fuck them almost to death.

One of my most enjoyable moments, however, was when the divas tossed me into the crowd and the girls just lined up for my cock to ravish them. Not just in the pussy, either, I noted. Girls as young as fourteen bent over for my prick to invade them from behind and yank their hair in my heated lust. Several young lads also presented their bare asses to me, letting me use their holes for my pleasure, even taking pride in bottoming for me. I chuckled as I summoned Jerry and put his tongue to work licking my cum out of each orifice with no relief for him even now.

Yeah, he still hadn’t been allowed any kind of release. He had been locked up in that cock cage for six months now, much to his discomfort, especially on the increasingly rare moments that he actually got it up. Lately, that happened quite seldom, of course. He probably wondered if he would ever get to cum again. Well, the jury was still out on when ... if ever, he was allowed any kind of satisfaction at all. And I was the sole judge or juror to decide his fate.

I really enjoyed punishing Jerry and making him suffer a lot, after all. Forcing Jerry to go underneath men and women alike to lick at their nether regions and their thighs was just another way to tease and torment him, of course. He would have just enough pleasure to excite him, just enough proximity to sexual gratification to feel its privation all the keener. He would get to do the hard work of servicing others, but have none of the sweet joy of getting laid himself.

Well, if you didn’t count getting pegged, which happened a few times while he was busy serving the ladies and gents of the audience. He didn’t get any lube, either, so that must have really hurt as he felt those dildoes roughly enter his backside and impale him on plastic. It must have sucked for him, but not as much as literal Hell would have, of course. At least in the throng, he wasn’t repeatedly circumcised after all.

Or had a red-hot pitchfork rammed up his butthole, often while still aflame. I took considerable delight in constantly reminding him that if he slipped up enough, he would return to Hell for good this time. He would have no hope of anything more pleasant than everlasting torment after all. The longer he lived and pleased everyone, the longer he could delay such a horrific fate, though he was repeatedly assured that it would eventually happen to him. In short, he was thoroughly fucked in the worst sense of the word.

“Actually, we’ve decided to let you choose what awaits him in Hell upon death ... and if he will be punished the same or differently as other evildoers. So if I were him, I would be very nice to you, even more than before. If you wanted him to suffer even worse, he will, but if you want to show mercy in any sense, that is entirely within your rights. Yes, my dear, that’s another gift from us to you, our supreme benefactor, the Jack,” Nicki informed me as I slid back into her straight from some adorably kinky little slut.

“While I will grant him another boon. I will turn humans into whatever you wish them to be, but only if you speak their names to me and what they should become. Sound good, lover?” Lilith offered me as I began fucking her in the midst of the crowd right after a few strokes inside Nicki.

“Oooh, nice. Hey, you, boy, what’s your name?” I asked one of the lads that I had buggered earlier, who was now balls deep inside Taylor Swift.