[sadomasochism] [blood] [witchcraft] [vampirism]

For those of you unfamiliar with my desire for a cult following, and for those of you who need a reminder, welcome to the cult Children of Eternal Night.

In my fantasies, there is a cathedral. Its extravagant and gothic, with tall pointed arches and the most beautiful stained glass filled with powerful women throughout mythology such as the triple goddess Hecate, the ruler of the land of the dead Ereshkigal, the lioness herself Sekhmet, the mother of demons Lilith, the only woman that Zeus feared Nyx, and of course at the heart of this, a Muli; the undead, the revenant. Several candles are lit and dripping all around onto the floor and window sills, dark red velvet curtains the colour of blood hang; lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch’intrate.

Where the alter should be is a throne. It’s black and leather with gold trim. I shall sit upon on this throne, your Goddess, the Mother of Eternal Night.

Behind me, I have a group of a beautiful and tantalizing women. All of them followers, all of them Divine in their own right, all of them deeply sadistic. They shall be my High Priestesses.

At my feet, a helpless and hopeless person will lay. They in particular are my property. They will sit at my feet naked, locked in either a chastity belt, a choker chain around their neck and whenever I so please, I will parade them around on a leash. They are there as a part of their undivided loyalty to me. They will do my bidding. Whatever my desires are, they will fulfil them. Should I wish for them to crawl underneath my dress and go down on me, they will without a moments hesitation. Should I wish to be fed grapes, their only question should be green or purple. Anything I want, my wish is their command.

Some of the pews will be removed, replaced a large Ankh etched into the floor, the symbol for eternal life. This is where the rituals shall take place.

Once a month, I shall select one of my Children to take part in the ritual. They will be chained to an X-cross placed upon the Ankh. I will watch from my throne as my High Priestess begin their work. For as long as they desire, they will engage in a night of sex, of devotion, of pain and pleasure. Each one will wear ceremonial robes and nothing else. Their makeup dark and different shades of lipstick. They will cover each in marks, they will pleasure one another and themselves, perhaps I will join into their orgy or maybe I will remain a voyeur, all before the eyes of the chosen Child who is forced to watch and never touch.

The High Priestesses will cover the chosen Child in kisses. They will bite the Child hard enough to draw blood, stractch them hard enough to break the skin. They will cut the Child’s skin and harvest their blood to be used in rituals as needed. If the Child screams in pain, the Divine women will find their encouragement in this to continue. It is what must be done.

When the High Priestesses are satisfied, they will conclude their fun and they will line up on either side of the X-cross to welcome their Goddess. Don’t fret child, the ritual is almost done. My loyal servant will remain at my feet, fetching my whip for me. It will be a black leather and braided snake whip. I will slowly drag it along the skin of the Child before standing back and lashing their ribs. Their skin will be cut and their blood will be further collected by the High Priestesses; blood drawn by the Mother, very powerful when used in rituals.

When I’m satisfied, I will bestow the honour upon the Child that they have been longing for. The X-cross will be dropped onto its back and lowered. I shall climb upon and I will tell them that they have done wonderfully. I will remind them that they did what is righteous, they have performed the ultimate sacrifice and servitude, they have pleased me. From there, I will fuck them. I will slide their cock inside of myself and ride them, I will lick their pussy or fuck them with a strap whilst I praise them for their actions that night. At their leisure, and on their own accord, I will allow them to cum.

For my own personal loyal servant, participation in this ritual is expected more regularly. However, they will be further branded. My name shall be carved into the skin at the hips so that in the event I allow my High Priestesses their fun, they will forever be reminded of who’s property they are toying with and that nothing shall happen without my approval. Their loyalty is to me, they are eternally devoted.

Take my hand Children of Eternal Night, allow me to guide you to Hell.