I jolt awake, with a bag over my head and my arms tied behind my back.
I'm in a van, and all I can hear is whispers around me, something about a "ritual sacrifice."
Unaware of how I got in this situation, I try and scream, but there's a gag in mouth, so nothing comes out.
"He's awake", one of the voices says, "That's good, she likes them well aware of what's happening."
What the hell is he talking about, who is this "she" and where am I headed?
I can't see anything, but I can feel that I'm in trouble, and that no amount of struggling is going to do anything.
After some time, the van comes to a stop, and I can hear the back door open.
"Out, you're coming with us", another voice rings as someone grabs me on the arm and drags me out of the car.
The men guide me inside of a building, where I can hear loud, inhuman breathing, all while a foul stench permeates in the air.
"He's here, my mistress", the first voice whispers, with audible fear in his voice.
With that, the bag is ripped off of my head, and I see an unspeakable horror swimming in a small vat of horrible smelling fluid.
A flesh mound covered in tentacles and eyes stares at me, breathing heavily and gyrating a bit with her tentacles sway in the air.
"We've brought him just like you wanted", a third voice says shakily, "Have him!"
Upon hearing that, her body slithers forward into the liquid, her many eyes locked onto mine, her tentacles sliding over each other, twitching eagerly.
In unison, two of hooded men grab me by the shoulders and lift me into the thing's reach.
"Now, don't be rude to Ch'ihkidaar, introduce yourself!", he laughs awkwardly, "She hates when people are disrespectful!"
My mind tries to process what's going on, but all it knows is pure terror, coupled with my inability to move or speak, which leaves me paralyzed as they push me down into the goo.
Before I can react, she wraps one of her horrible slimy tentacles around my waist, and brings me closer to her massive maw.
She smells horrible, like rotting fish, and the sight of all her eyes staring at me is sickening.
Her tentacle starts moving up slowly, pulling me along and getting me ready for whatever nasty thing she has planned next.
But before I know it, I'm completely engulfed by her flesh mass, which feels warm and wet against my skin, as a tentacle dives down my soaked pants.
"You're lucky", one of my captors yells out, "She must really like you if she hasn't eaten you yet!"
The three cultists watch as I get violated by this horrible monster, their eyes wide with anticipation.
I can't help but moan as one of the fleshy tendrils wraps around my cock, it's sticky fluid coating my body.
It doesn't take long after that as I feel an appendage start to slide up my shaft, wrapping itself tightly around the tip of my penis.
I can't believe how disgusting this creature looks, with her eyes bulging in excitement and sticky drool spilling out of her maw, even though she must have done this hundreds of times already.
"He must be enjoying himself!", the first cultist laughs mischievously, "He isn't even fighting it!"
"Yeah, show your appreciation for our mistress", the second joins in, "Give in to her!"
The viscous fluids continue coating my dick and balls as I feel her guiding my member into her mouth, all while she stares at me with her multiple eyes.
The feeling makes me want to scream, but the gag covering my mouth muffles it.
A terrible stench plumes up my nostrils as her vile tongue wraps