🔞 MINORS DNI 🔞 Welcome to the home of Hell’s Greatest Holes, an X Reader fic series where afab reader is serving as Pentagram City’s favorite gloryhole! Brought to you by VoxTek: Trust Us with your Satisfaction!
Greetings, wayward sinners, and welcome to Hell’s Greatest Holes!
You may refer to me as Sav (they/them), and I am your humble host for this horny adventure!
This will be an ongoing fic series where the reader is serving your favorite Pentagram City residents as a pair of holes to be used (afab!reader).
Here are some important things to note;
All tags and warnings will be added at the top of each post (ongoing warnings for dubcon and bondage apply throughout!)
NO MINORS. If I find out that you are under the age of 18 you will be blocked.
Characters will be voted for by readers at the end of each new post
Characters are likely to return for multiple rounds, so if your fave character’s ficlet doesn’t really do it for you, please check the blog again some time and see if they’ve come back for another visit!
Ask box is going to be open for people to request characters and certain vibes along with them, but please know that requests will take me a while to get to - I probably haven’t forgotten you, please just be patient! If I get too many requests I may occasionally close the ask box, but I will post when it’s closed and when it reopens
Want to join the taglist for new posts? Leave me a reply under any post and I will add you!
Someday I may look into starting a secondary series for amab!reader - whether that’s Hell’s Greatest Cock or Hell’s Greatest Hole (singular instead of plural) I don’t yet know, and if people have thoughts either way I’d love to hear! But I’m most familiar with afab!reader at the moment, so please bear with me when it comes to any spinoffs happening!
When it comes to asks, if you have certain kinks you’d like me to incorporate (within the bounds of the gloryhole scenario laid out), you are welcome to ask, but I entirely reserve the right to choose not to if they personally make me uncomfortable to write. It’s 100% no judgement on you, and I hope you’ll find what you’re looking for elsewhere!
It felt like it had been longer than you expected since Lucifer left, but you couldn’t be too sure. You’d definitely felt Lucifer’s cum slowly dripping from you, and you had whimpered sadly at the thought of disobeying the order from the King. Then at long last, someone appeared in the room. And appeared was the correct word, for the door did not open. A figure simply materialized in the room, and you watched as infamous cannibal overlord, Alastor the Radio Demon, took in his surroundings, and then the signal began scrambling as he noticed the camera’s presence, turning the picture fuzzy and impossible to interpret.
“Well hello! My, what an interesting setup! Convenient, too - all the avenues for sexual release with none of those silly things like eye contact or emotions.” He flipped the wall switch as he approached you and the vibrator lifted away. “Dear oh dear, such a filthy little thing. Already well used but still waiting for more. And you’re shaking like a leaf, ma chère. Don’t tell me that your other guests have been too selfish to give you adequate pleasure?” Alastor’s fingertips trailed up one of your thighs and you whined around your gag. Alastor sighed and tutted. “How terribly rude. We’ll do this my way instead, hm? First of all…”
Suddenly, several tendrils of shadow appeared in the enclosed room with you, and you squirmed in panic, letting out a squeak.
“Oh don’t worry, my dear. I’m not violating the rules of the establishment. I’m simply providing some… additional dimensions to this little arrangement.”
One tendril unlatched the gag from your mouth and pulled it free and you almost managed to speak, but before you could, the tendril grew thicker and snaked its way into your mouth in the gag’s place. Your sound of surprise was muffled beautifully by the new sensation of the tendril thrusting shallowly into your mouth. The other tendrils snaked their way around both your exposed breasts and started teasing at your peaked nipples, flicking and pinching, and you squealed in pleasure as the larger tendril fucked your throat.
“There now, doesn’t that help? Doesn’t that make you feel better? Now… let’s see about what I can do from this side, shall we?”
Alastor’s hands were warm and firm on your thighs and for a split second you felt hot breath on your swollen, abused cunt before Alastor’s tongue pressed against your aching clit, making you cry out around the tendril in your mouth.
“Oh, how very cruel your past visitors have been, ma chère. A light breeze at the correct angle could drive you over the edge and yet they still left you wanting. Don’t worry, I’ll fix that.”
Alastor’s tongue dipped lower and licked into your soaked, sensitive entrance, eliciting more wrecked, muffled moans and cries from you. He slowly worked you open with his tongue before sliding back up to your clit as he pressed two fingers into your pussy, all while his tendrils continued to work your nipples and fuck into your mouth respectively.
“You’re doing so well. I can feel you already building up. It’s all right. You may finish whenever you feel it happening. You can let go.”
When Alastor finished speaking, he latched his lips around your clit and sucked on it, as his fingers curled in your cunt and caught your g-spot perfectly, and that was it. You were gone, body practically shaking apart under the ministrations of the Radio Demon, screaming in ecstasy around the tendril in your mouth as your pussy spasmed and clenched. As you floated down from the peak, body still trembling with aftershocks, Alastor pulled his hand and mouth away from you.
“Oh, you did such a good job, my dear. So very good. Now you’re all wet for me, on my terms. Nobody else is the reason you’re going to envelop my cock nice and smoothly in your tight little pussy. Just me.”
The shadow tendril in your mouth did not let up, still fucking into you lazily, and you moaned around it as Alastor talked so dominantly. Moments later, you felt his cock sliding into you, and you made another noise of pleasure as he filled you. It felt like Alastor was taking you over, possessing more than anyone else was permitted to have.
“Yessss, oh that feels good. That’s my little pet, serving me so well. Now let’s see…”
Suddenly something was working your asshole open, and you recognised the sensation as another shadow tendril, and you wailed around the one in your mouth as the new one pressed its way inside your ass little by little. Alastor continued thrusting hard and deep into your cunt, the pleasure opening you up as the tendril began matching his rhythm in and out of your asshole.
“There we go, ma chère. Now I’m everywhere. Do you feel it? Feel me taking ownership of you, claiming you? You may be left here all hours of the day for other people to use, but nothing else is going to feel like this. This is what it feels like to submit to the Radio Demon. Now…”
Another shadow tendril suddenly wrapped itself around your neck and you gasped around the one in your mouth, choking suddenly as the combined sensations triggered your gag reflex.
“Hold still for me while I mark my territory, little pet.”
And with that, Alastor was spilling into you, thick ropes of cum that shot into your used, stretched pussy, filling you up once more. You whimpered and sobbed around the shadows as they held you and filled your mouth, until finally Alastor was spent, and everything disappeared at once. He pulled out of your cunt, and every shadow left your body, except one that quickly re-secured the other gag into your mouth before also vanishing. You felt punishingly empty, and somehow still unfulfilled even after being given release yourself. Your pussy and your asshole twitched around nothing, and you heard Alastor let out a low laugh.
“Oh yes, I know. You were so full and I took it all away. Don’t worry, I’ll be back. This was… incredibly entertaining, my dear. Try not to miss me too much while you’re getting used by everyone else, hm?”
And with a rushing sound, everything went quiet. Alastor was gone, and he hadn’t even put your vibrator back. You let out an agonised whimper as you laid there, feeling nothing but the air of the room against your wet, wanting pussy, as you awaited another guest.
You didn’t know how long you laid there, Vox’s spend dripping from both your holes, vibrator barely keeping you stimulated, but a while later, you heard voices outside again, and then the door opened. If you hadn’t been bound and gagged, your jaw would have dropped open. Because standing there in the doorway was none other than Lucifer Morningstar, the King of Hell himself.
Unlike Vox, Lucifer clearly didn’t know exactly how he wanted to proceed. He stood rooted to the spot at the edge of the room. When you listened closely, you could hear him muttering to himself, and he hadn’t even looked up.
“Okay, Lucifer, you can do this. It’s just sex! You’ve been too wound up lately, it’s only logical, no strings attached, just a quick fuck and then bam! Situation resolved, no more distractions, business as usual…”
Finally, you saw him look around the room.
“Oh, fuck…” he murmured. “What a mess, darling. Been waiting long for another visitor?”
Lucifer glanced across to the switch on the wall and reached over, flipping it experimentally. The vibrator retreated and you whined at the loss.
“Hm. No, that won’t do. Let’s put that back.”
He reversed his action and the vibrations returned, and you hummed in surprise and pleasure as the vibrator teased your clit oh-so barely.
“Better.” you heard Lucifer say as he disappeared from the camera feed, heading towards you. “Let’s see that pussy beg to be filled. You look so very empty, all spread out like that. Wet and wanting, only able to take what you’re given. I’d be willing to bet nobody’s let you cum yet, have they?”
You whimpered around your gag, feeling your cunt clenching around nothing as the vibrator’s agonisingly slow, distant buzz kept you ready but unsatisfied.
“Be good for me, and I might. But no getting there without my permission, ok?”
With that, you felt two slender fingers teasing at your entrance, gliding through the slickness of your own fluids and anything still left from Vox.
“Fuck, you’re so wet. I could just slide my cock in like it was nothing. And I’m not small, darling.” Lucifer let out a low laugh. “But I don’t think it’s fair to get right to the main event. You’ll get plenty of that from these other degenerate sinners.”
Lucifer’s fingers slid smoothly into your cunt, and you moaned around your gag as he curled them towards the hidden spot in your walls.
“Oh, there we go, isn’t that nice? Good girl. Such a pretty little pussy, dripping wet and so eager to be filled. Sucking my fingers in like it’s the best thing it’s had in forever. God I’m rock hard thinking about how it’ll feel around my cock.”
You felt a bulge hidden by fabric grind up against your thigh and moaned softly.
“Yeah? Feel how much my cock wants to be inside you? I can tell that’s what you need too. You’re gripping my fingers so tight, but I bet you can hardly feel them. You need something bigger, huh?”
You heard the sound of a belt unbuckling slowly, Lucifer working one handed as his fingers still teased at your g-spot. As a zipper was pulled down, Lucifer groaned, and you felt his cock rest heavily on your thigh. He wasn’t kidding; he was huge, you could feel it. You whined in anticipation at the thought of it inside you and began visibly trembling with arousal.
“Mmm… I warned you, didn’t I? But you seem like you’re ready for the challenge. Remember, no cumming unless I say so, can you do that?”
You moaned again, and Lucifer accepted that as confirmation, withdrawing his fingers and trailing his cock down to your folds, dragging it through the mess of fluids that awaited him. You heard a faint sucking sound, and twitched with pleasure as you realised Lucifer was tasting you on his fingers.
“Mmm, are you sure you’re a sinner? Because you taste fucking divine, darling.” He chuckled to himself, before fully lining himself up and thrusting once, his cock gliding into you with shocking ease, filling you deeper than you thought possible. You squealed around the gag and your whole body shuddered. Lucifer immediately began thrusting in earnest, pounding deep into you at a punishing pace.
“Oh, beautiful. So tight around my big cock. Fuck, I’m practically in your little womb, I can feel it. Good thing I can’t impregnate you, huh? Although… maybe you’d like that?”
You clenched around Lucifer’s cock at that, whimpering pathetically.
“Oh, you would, would you? You want the motherfuckin’ King of Hell to pump you full of babies, is that it? Want to lay there unable to resist while I fucking breed you? Shit- want me to stuff you full of my fucking cum and- fuck, fucking fill you to the brim, get you so full that I defy the fucking laws of the afterlife? Fuck, fuck, here it goes then, darling, gonna give it to you, FUCK!”
Lucifer practically exploded into you, his cum spurting deep inside and only getting fucked deeper as he thrust his way through his orgasm, moaning and gasping with every millimeter of movement.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Lucifer chanted, his cock still bullying up into you as he crested the peak of ecstasy and slowly came down from the high. He very slowly pulled out of you, and your pussy spasmed at the loss, making you let out a mournful whine.
“Oh, darling, I know. I know I was supposed to let you cum, but that was before I knew you wanted to be bred. I can’t risk letting any of my precious seed slip out if I give you release, now can I?” Lucifer patted your wrecked, sensitive pussy and you squeaked. “So clench up real nice for me, ok? Maybe you’ll have enough time before another visitor for it to take, but if not…”
Lucifer came back into view on the camera feed above you, looking almost artfully disheveled and smirking from ear to ear.
“… I can always come back to try again.”
And with that, he was gone, and you were empty and alone once more, waiting for your next guest.
It was a punishment, of that there could be no doubt. It hadn’t exactly been entirely your choice to be here. But having a soul contract meant obeying the wishes of your owner. And that was what led you to this.
Tied down in a dark, secluded room, or at least part of you was. Your back was flush against a lightly padded bed that was upholstered in faux leather. Your torso held down thoroughly by straps across your ribs and ropes binding your arms by your sides, and a complicated device pinning your head flat to the bed and gagging your mouth. As dark as the room was, you could see the glow of the television screen above you on the ceiling as it showed the live feed of the other side of the wall. That was where the rest of you was situated.
The gap in the wall closed around your waist, just enough for the slightest wiggle room without too much freedom. Your legs tied in intricate rope bondage to secure them at a bend, then each one strung to the wall to spread you open. And the crowning glory, your holes, open to the air and both messy with arousal. The tiny vibrator suspended from above and just barely brushing your clit made sure of that. Unfortunately, the camera view cut off before you could see any of yourself, only letting you get an idea of who was in the room with you when someone arrived.
You had tried a few times to buck your hips up against the vibrator, for the stimulation and to see if you could push yourself into frame, but there wasn’t enough leeway. So instead you lay there and waited, studying the things you could see on the camera feed, like the huge neon sign by the door that read “Hell’s Greatest Holes! Satisfaction guaranteed or your money back!”, which despite it all you found amusing since you knew that wouldn’t happen.
At long last, the door opened. You watched the camera feed as a conversation took place outside. The voices weren’t loud enough for you to hear, so you waited. Then, you saw your first visitor step through the door.
“Well well well… Val told me his new plaything was going to be entertaining and, fuck, he’s underselling you with that kind of marketing pitch.”
Vox the television overlord smirked as he admired you. He walked to the side of the room, flipping a switch, and the vibrator was pulled away. You whimpered and squirmed at losing that tiny bit of friction as Vox let out a low laugh and moved out of the camera’s view.
“Oh my god, you’re so slick and sensitive already. How long have you been waiting for a visitor, sweetheart?” You felt Vox’s hands ghosting over your thighs, pausing where your wetness had spread and massaging little circles into it as though he were touching your clit. “Oh, look at that. I’m nowhere near your pussy and you’re trying to grind against my hands. What a desperate, needy, little whore. Don’t worry. Daddy’s going to give you what you’re missing, babygirl.”
There was a sound of a zipper and fabric being pushed around and then all at once your cunt was being teased. You’d heard the rumors that Vox had two dicks and apparently that was correct, as you felt one length push at your entrance while another hung heavy against your clit. Suddenly you were being filled with next to no warning, and you squealed against your gag at the intrusion.
“Oh fuck yeah, you’re practically swallowing me up. Bet I can fit both in there. I bet you want it. Been thinking about it since the second you noticed, huh?”
Vox thrust into you in quick motions, grinding the second erection over your swollen, sensitive bud of nerves, eliciting broken, muffled moans from you.
“Yeah let’s do it, let’s see if you can handle both in one hole.” Vox pulled back just enough to press the tip of his second cock next to the first, and you began to shudder in panic at the thought of the stretch. “Relax, babygirl, it’s gonna feel so good, be a good little slut.”
Vox slammed both his cocks in entirely and you screamed around the gag. The size was unlike anything you could have imagined.
“Oh holy shit. Taking me so well, fuck yeah.”
Vox pounded into you with a relentless speed and force. It was all-consuming and you moaned and cried in the darkness, wondering how anyone else would ever be able to enjoy you if Vox stretched you out like this.
“Fuck, fuck. I’m not done just yet.” Vox pulled back, his lower cock sliding out and nudging against your ass. You let out a panicked whine, and Vox laughed. “Don’t act so surprised. You’re Hell’s Greatest Holes, plural. What sort of CEO would I be if I didn’t make sure to test the merchandise properly?”
The initial entry of Vox’s cock into your asshole was, at least, slower than it had been in your pussy. You panted and whimpered as it made its way inside you, breaching each tight furl of muscle until Vox was buried to the hilt.
“Fuck, fuck, it’s so fucking tight. Let me fucking open you up real nice, make sure you’re ready to be used, yeah…”
Vox’s cocks did just that, both your holes getting fucked open, the man himself only being spurred on further by your sobbing cries around the gag.
“Good slut, that’s it. Good sluts get rewarded. Are you ready? Ready to get your obedient little holes filled with my fucking cum?”
A few more erratic thrusts, and then Vox came with a loud groan, and you felt his cocks painting your insides with thick, generous ropes of his seed. As he pulled both cocks out of your spasming, still-wanting holes, he chuckled darkly.
“Fuck, we should’ve made you free use. Made sure everyone in the Pentagram got the chance to ruin you. But this will have to do. Now I guess I should leave you here for someone else to play with. But don’t worry babygirl, Daddy will come back again and again, just to make sure you remember my cocks.”
Vox walked back into view on the camera feed and flipped the switch again. The vibrator returned to its position just brushing your clit, and he smirked and laughed once more, before walking out again.
