Hell and Its Pleasures Quotes

“If they were going to fuck shame out of me, then I needed to forget God. I needed sex to be my religion, an altar I could worship at, or be fucked over, communion the gift of their cocks on my tongue.”
― Lucien Burr, Hell and Its Pleasures

“I could conceive of a world where I was nothing but meat to be fucked, a set of holes for cocks to slide in and out of. I could be used until my body gave out and that would make sense to me. I could find pleasure in that degradation. But for something to try and give me pleasure? I had never felt so guilty. I had never felt so—wrong.”
― Lucien Burr, Hell and Its Pleasures

“So, as I crawled towards the sound of the choir, I said aloud: “I am not God’s bitch.” Asmodeus in my ear, just a memory, whispered, “You are mine.”
― Lucien Burr, Hell and Its Pleasures

“If I am a holy man, then so, too, is my seed holy. I will spill it on you. Bless your mortal form. Do you want that, Alessandro?”
― Lucien Burr, Hell and Its Pleasures

“Prince, why have you left me here? Give me the strength to crawl to you. I will drag my body through Hell for you to touch me again.”
― Lucien Burr, Hell and Its Pleasures

“He knows, he knows, he knows all about you, you filthy whore. He knows how pathetic you look with a cock in your mouth, how your eyes light up when you are on your knees in worship to a demon: knows the stark contrast with which you have worshipped our Lord. You are seen and you are known and you are found filthy.”
― Lucien Burr, Hell and Its Pleasures

“Pleasure and pain and every thrust had been a grounding motion, as if for years my soul had wandered above my head and now was being stuffed back inside. I felt myself as I never had before. With Asmodeus, I felt good.”
― Lucien Burr, Hell and Its Pleasures

“I will walk into Hell with my eyes on God and let the demons take me from behind.”
― Lucien Burr, Hell and Its Pleasures

“If I have forsaken my eternal life at God’s side—a life of nothingness and internal peace, in exchange for the bliss of a body torn asunder by demonic desire—then there is nothing more for me here.”
― Lucien Burr, Hell and Its Pleasures