Married To A God

I haven’t been updating most of the storylines of the clan living in the compound of Master Dino for a couple of reasons. First of all, much of what happens there would upset a lot of the PC readers out there who are given to outrage at a moment’s notice. But also, the storylines are so complicated and intersecting that there is simply no way to unravel it and keep it straight even if I wanted to. You wouldn’t believe what it’s like to get five emails from this crew in two days, each one long blasts of power and excitement and joy. It’s overwhelming.

But I did want to share this one. Recently Master Chad married his faggot Zak in a ceremony that can only be described as unconventional. I’m not sure if many weddings feature a gang bang, but that gives you an idea of how this group rolls EVERY SINGLE DAY.

In the process Zak underwent a name change, losing the name “Zak” and taking on the legal name “C.C.” (which stands for “Chad’s Cumhole”).

After a week of pure orgiastic fucking, C.C. wrote me a long blast of elation and pure joy that I wanted to share.

It’s c.c. I hope you are well. I’m fabulous! I’m a steaming, melted blob of faggot ooze but I’m great! The first week of our honeymoon was, just as life has been since the Master took me, something out of my dreams. I’ve never felt so loved and owned. I knew i was correct calling Master Chad my Savior. No one could ever know what a REAL Man is unless they have been claimed and maimed-His magnificent phrasing-by Master and Savior Chad. Brother,  I mean this letter to be more than all the wondrous superlatives that accurately describe my HUSBAND but I have to at least say He is my everything. This Son of God is more than a mere mortal, He is an omnipotent, endlessly fascinating and a tirelessly potent God among Men. I know it’s impossible but I feel as if I’m pregnant sam. The Savior’s masculinity is such that if ANY Alpha anywhere could impregnate a faggot it is He. sam I’m SO happy. I’ve never been closer to anyone in my existence. My Owner, and oh, how He OWNS me, made His every other use of me almost seem like nothing. Of course I’m attempting to describe the indescribable but the honeymoon was faggot bliss. The things Savior did, the things He said.

Oh sam, I could never love another Man. If He threw me away tomorrow and left me destitute, if He slit my wrists and left me to die alone in a remote region I would not, could not, ever stop loving-worshiping-Him with my dying breath. When He lay me on that bed, observing me wearing His ring, His collar, knowing this simple faggot was now truly and legally His possession, it’s as if He were  “reborn” in a way. I never dreamed He could ever be more artfully awesome as a Man, a God, a Master. I’ll put it this way-every Male on earth dreams they could be the Stud/God that feeds and breeds this unworthy faggot cunt. My Owner is perfection. And not only in a sexual context but this Man loves and wants to raise all 20something of His sons. He works like a Man, He loves and respects His Father and mommy, He laughs and plays hard with His Alpha Brothers. It’s a rare occurrence when He does the following but He can drink more, fight harder, fuck longer, love better and definitely cum quantities larger than any other Man EVER! He is and continues to be my universe. And while my prose is purple, these mere words do nothing to describe how truly manly, gifted, and loving my Savior really is. mommy might be the only other person to truly recognize and know just how God and Man can combine in one being. After all, she belongs to my Savior’s Father and He definitely sired my beloved Alpha Husband. They are incredibly alike in almost every way.

The second week we were joined by His Alpha Brothers and my faggot brothers. I’m positively gleeful that my Owner shared me with His Brothers for obvious faggot slut reasons but also because I could see and feel His pride and love as They all took me, again and again. He is very prideful of His favorite property and enjoys seeing the Brothers He adores getting pleasure from using me. In turn, that gives this inconsequential cumdump the first thing in my life that I am proud of. Pleasing and serving Him, knowing I am the possession of Master and Savior Chad gives me LIFE!

When we returned the other evening Master carried me naked, over His shoulder, pussy pointed toward the sky, over the threshold and marched us to Father and mommy. He asked Father if mommy could come and attend to my minor injuries as well as provide me with advice and her wise mothering after the two week wonderful assault of the other Males. And Father agreed. They spoke more and the outcome was, when mommy was finished caring for me, the Savior and Master Shane would take her for the night and Father would spend the evening and night giving me His approval and His gift for worshiping and surrendering to His eldest Son. It was a magical night for this hole as the God who created the Men who had over the past two weeks had so aggressively and masterfully pumped me full of Alpha cum shot His mighty loads into me as well. Now I know where the expression “icing on the cake” must have originated for that is what it felt like. His cum inside Me, on top of theirs, the feelings and emotions that fact raised in me cannot be accurately stated. It’s as if I never existed until my Master/Husband made me His permanent “hole to cum in”. Like Father to mommy, less we faggots forget our places, Savior always stresses I may have been promoted to an exalted and enviable position of faggotwife but to never forget, at the heart and basis of everything, I am simply the hole He cums in. Yes, I’m His favorite hole, the cunt He loves, but none the less, I am His cumhole at my base. Nothing, NOTHING could or will please me more than that. It’s where my name originated, c.c. literally means Chad’s cumhole. Oh brother, it pleases Me so to have the name He gave me. Pitiful, desperate zak is dead, gone forever. Long live grateful, faggot whore c.c.  The enviable faggot cunt where Master and Savior Chad daily dumps His cum and by doing so makes c.c. REAL!

Thank you brother for being my friend,

I wonder if any straight Man has ever been cherished and worshiped by a female the way these faggots starve for everything about their Alpha Gods. C.C. cherishes every cell of Master Chad’s body, every word from his lips, every breath and every glance. It’s breathtaking and overwhelming!

But all of the faggots in Master Dino’s compound are learning how to accept everything an Alpha might throw at them. From deep cuddling to midnight rapes, these faggots have run the gamut and have lived to beg for more.

C.C. has nothing to fear, though. He is the wife, the property, of one of the most powerful creatures to ever walk the Earth. There is no place safer or more fulfilling!