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When a demon wants a blowjob, you don’t argue. There are far worse fates than death by sucking.

With both hands on the back of my head, the demon shoved its eighteen-inch cock hard into my mouth. It slid down my throat easily, but with a cock built to knot inside you — like a dog’s — I knew it wouldn’t come out until they had shot their load of death acid cum down my throat.

The demon wasn’t gentle, shoving my head down on his cock, and pumping their hard, thick cock. If it weren’t for the razor-sharp barbs on the sides of its cock, it would have been an enjoyable throat fucking. But I was too tense, expecting that monster dick to come ripping out of my throat.

With a deep grunt, the demon’s seed spewed down my throat, burning all the way down into my belly. The jism kept pumping into me as the knot on their cock finally relaxed. The razor-sharp barbs retracted and let go of my esophagus. I knew talking would be difficult for a couple of days, but I had survived the ordeal. So far.

The demon slapped their dick back under their miniskirt — how they could hide a weapon of mass destruction under such a short skirt, I hoped I would never know — and tossed my payment onto the pavement.

“Next time, it’s your ass I want,” the demon grunted before walking back into the bar. “Maybe I’ll even let a lesser demon suck your dick while I grind your asshole into a paste of shit and blood and cum.”

As I wiped the demon’s cum from my chin and pocketed the fifty coins of silver, I thought to myself, “The things I do to get a few drinks and a meal…”

News

This month’s theme is birthdays — love ’em, hate ’em, fuck ’em, eat ’em — do whatever you like and let us know about it. Read more about it in May More’s newsletter, April and May find their long-lost sister at Christmas.

If not, you can still write to any previous themes if you like. They are forever evergreen here at Redemption. Or send us whatever your deviant little minds can devise. Or kill Smillew Rahcuef. Please!

We hope these themes stimulate your reading and writing.

And if the above seems familiar, it’s pretty much straight from the last newsletter. Reduce, reuse, re-purpose — the Medium writer’s motto.

Transgressive Thursday

We have a full roster on this Transgressive Thursday. Enjoy the reading. It’ll be a spanking if you don’t.

This was supposed to be a girl’s trip. We had planned four days of big fun away from friends, boyfriends, girlfriends, and family. We were supposed to stay with each other at all times. Absolutely no flirting allowed. We wanted to bond.

Big Boobs, Beer, and Bretzels by Sonja Glucksberg

Drips landed on my cheek and finally opening my eyes I found my head cradled in Cinnabar’s gorgeously scented lap and her tears falling freely on my face.

Coming round after a Red Wave Nightmare by May More

It is no mystery that Washington D.C. was built on a swamp, by witches, to recreate Sodom and Gomorrah. The District of Columbia has that perfect muddy clay to be molded by Evils. So, before Men built the Capitol, witches shaped the place, a made-up hill to hold the sins of democracy.

Sex Drones by Sissitrix

The rest of the table talked around them, occasionally chiding the lad to join a “non-virtual” conversation. We were reminiscing about the good old days, when you had to stand in a bar for hours and try to make eye contact with someone before getting a bathroom blowjob.

Looking for Meat in a Vegetarian Restaurant by Bob Merckel

I’m not one to hold grudges, so I made a point to bury the hatchet with an acquaintance of mine recently.

Forgive and Forget by Ryan Klemek

A grey cloud was hanging over my head, and I was unwilling to remove it. What would be the point of doing that?

The Death of a Parasite or Two by Camilla Seth

The South East Asia region is hugely diverse with cultural notoriety ranging from the world renown Petronas Towers in Kuala Lumpur to the protected Orang Asli, indigenous peoples who spread from Samoa to the Philippines, Borneo, Indonesia and Malaysia joining others with first nation status.

Menstruation Recipe — Nasi Kangkang by Kate Granger

Someone as beautiful as me shouldn’t wake up alone on her twenty-first birthday. But I had to dump Greg, he didn’t deserve me. He should have worshipped me, not called me a spoiled bitch.

Birthday Girl by Marsha Adams

Redemption Stats

We’re now at 318 followers (compared to 315 followers last week). Our average is 109 views per story, compared to 112 last week. We are also averaging 477 views per day (compared to 562 last week) with an average of 288 unique daily visitors (compared to 390 last week). We also have 719 minutes worth of stories per day read (793 minutes last week). (Our viral spotlight has passed us by, but we’ll be back. Halloween was our biggest day ever.)

Congrats to all the writers, and a big, big, big thanks to all the readers.

Viral Stories

Redemption has more than a simple handful of stories I would call viral since they have over 1,000 views apiece. Fucking amazing! I was happy when we had our first to break that mark, and I’m just as happy every time I see a new one bust that pussy. Our next goal is 100,000 views on a story. Who’s up for the challenge?

1. Shove It In by Paul Mansfield — just broke 12,000 views
2. Sucking The Champion’s Dick by Sonja Glucksberg
3. “I Will Pay You $377.91 to Suck My Dick” by Sonja Glucksberg
4. Whipping my Wife’s Sister’s Butt in the Wigwam by May More
5. The Waitress Served More Than Beer and Sausages by Nikolaos Skordilis
6. The Girl and Her Man at the Club by Outrepen
7. “I Will Pay You 5 Dollars to Suck My Dick” by Sonja Glucksberg
8. He Pimped Me Out to the Highest Bidder for the Night by May More
9. He Fucked Martha in Her Vineyard by Sonja Glucksberg
10. I Watched what you did to those Girls by May More
11. She Was an Obedient Girl by Sonja Glucksberg
12. Hitting the Sweet Spot by Alexander A gibbons
13. Elegant is as Elegant Sucks by May More
14. Sue Me, I Love Looking at Breasts by Sonja Glucksberg
15. Want Redemption? by Paul Mansfield
16. Ropes and the Bride-to-Be by Outrepen
17. Panties on the Floor in Emergency Room #6 by The Quiet Man.
18. Adorning his Pumped up Pole by May More
19. Chief Fuck Officer by Sissitrix

Thanks to both the readers and the authors for their time.

Is evil something you are? Or is it something you do? My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape.

Bret Easton Ellis

Paul Mansfield is a writer, a photographer, a guitar player, and a philosopher — some he does well, some not so well, but he still tries them all. You can follow him on Twitter @pmansfield.

And if you want to subscribe to Medium, here’s a link where I get paid a trifle to sell my soul to the Corporate Overlords. The Corporate Overlords eat the Great Old Ones for breakfast.