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The Road To Hell	By : Crystal_Sugar Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Marilyn Manson Views: 3441 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN MARILYN MANSON OR AM IN ANY WAY CONNECTED TO HIS FRANCHISE, NOR DO I KNOW ANY OF THEM PERSONALLY. THIS STORY IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION, AND ANY SITUATIONS OF THIS FAN FICTION ARE FICTITIOUS. THERE IS NO PROFIT FROM THIS STORY

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THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LYRICS FROM MARILYN MANSON'S SONG, DEVOUR. I'M NOT REALLY A FAN OF THIS SONG, BUT I THINK THE LYRICS ARE REALLY BEAUTIFUL.

MANSON'S POV

As I came down from my high, it was 3 in the morning and I tapped my pencil on the paper that contained the lyrics to the new song I was working on. Then, guilt of beating Angel began to set in. She deserved it, I keep telling myself over and over, she did what I specifically told her not to do, AND danced with another goddamn man. How could she fucking do that to me when she tells me she loves me? She deserved every bruise she has on her beautiful body....Every cut, every welt, all of it....And more.

If she knew I only controlled her for her own good, maybe she would understand and submit more. I just don't want to see her end up a dope fiend....like Pogo.

I used to get off giving her drugs and watching her high and drunk....or anything that got her out of her sober mind. I didn't care about the consequences as long as I could be her corrupter.

But now, I want to preserve her innocence and not watch her destroy herself, as it seems she is doing. And I sure as hell don't want her to get sexual with another man, I know cocaine makes her horny, shit, it does with me too. That's a part of the reason I gave cocaine to her the first night I went out with her at the club. So I could get in her pants later that night, or have some sort of sexual contact with her, since I had been jacking off to fantasies of Angel since I met her and she danced for me and the band.

But what changed? I know I have feelings for her....Okay, maybe more, I love her, but I still don't want to admit that to myself.

And I feel angry at myself for that. Why did I let myself fall in love? I could never tell her.

Love allows someone to have all control over you, and I'm a bit of a control freak. Love will only get you hurt.

I love her more than myself.

I pulled myself from the table I was sitting at and stumbled in the tiny bedroom, I can't think straight now and the only solution would be to snort more drugs. But I would much rather cuddle with my angel in bed.

I carefully pulled the satin sheet to the side and crept into bed, realizing now she was fully naked....Fuck, I swear she does this to me on purpose. I spooned her and held her tightly to me as I casually pressed my growing erection to her ass, causing Angel to stir slightly and gently moan.

Oh my fucking god, I need her so bad, but she looks so beautiful and peaceful sleeping, don't want to wake her with sex....So, I began gently caressing her breasts and womanhood to somewhat satisfy my urge to explore her body and pound into her. I'm sure she wouldn't mind me fondling her in her sleep, I know I wouldn't mind her touching me. Hehe.

My dick began to throb and hurt, so I slightly pulled my body from hers, rolling halfway on my back and peeled off my shirt, jeans, and underwear then gripped my hand around my cock and began pumping, while gently cupping her round breasts. My fingers nimbly played with her pink nipples as I twisted my hand on the base of my cock repeatedly, occasionally lowering my hand to rub my balls.

I pulled my body back to hers and gently rubbed my dick against her pussy and ass, hoping it wouldn't wake her up. It took all the restraint I had to keep myself from just shoving into her right then.

I bit my lip to muffle a moan that rattled through my chest as I did it again. Goddamn.

I felt myself reaching my climax so I pulled away from her again and lightly gripped her ass with one hand and sped up the pace of my other hand around my length.

Seconds later I groaned as I shot cum up my stomach. My hand squeezed around my head and I rubbed it gently as I slowly softened.

After I regained my strength, I leaned beside the bed to grab my shirt and wiped off my cum, then cuddled against Angel again.

I held Angel in my arms for awhile, just breathing in her scent, then I sat up and let my eyes feast on the sight before me.....

God I love her. So much it scares me....It is a frightening feeling to have someone have complete control of your heart and emotions.

Angel could easily lighten my mood or poison it in an instant. I have never been this deeply in love, sure I have had women I cared for, but LOVE? I may have even thought at the time that I loved them, but I know now that it wasn't love.

Here I am, the Antichrist Superstar, and my entire being is wrapped up in this 18 year old girl.....Why did love make me feel pathetic?

Angel rolled on to her back and her eyes fluttered open. My thoughts were still piercing into my mind of how pathetic I was allowing her to have control over my entire being, so when she sat up and tried to kiss me, I coldly turned from her.

A confused and look appeared on her face.

"W-what is wrong, Manson?", she stuttered out. I felt a knot form in my stomach, she was afraid. I didn't want her to be afraid of me, but I know my intense mood swings had to be getting to her.

I huffed in response and flounced off the bed in a flash. She got up after me, keeping her distance a few steps back.

I began to cry....so weak.

She rushed over to my side,"baby, what's wrong?", she cooed trying to embrace me.

"Why are you doing this to me?", I cried.

Angel froze. "D-doing what?", she asked.

I paced the floor back and forth with my palms rested on my cheeks as the tears poured.

I stomped up to her, "WHY, GODDAMNIT?!", I screamed in her face, earning a timid shake from her and her cowering down in fear.

"Why do I love you like this, why do I feel this way, why did I ALLOW myself to feel this way?", the questions kept rolling out as I sobbed uncontrollably, beginning to hyperventilate.

The fear flushed from her face and it softened as she walked up to me and skeptically took my hand.

She pressed it to her rapidly thumping heart. That small action calmed me tremendously....See what I mean? She controls me! I'm the goddamned one that needs to be in control!

"My heart beats for YOU", she said softly and embraced me in her arms as I accepted, holding her tightly. I rested my face in the top of her head and cried. "I love you", Angel whispered.

"What are you doing to me?", I asked again, crying and gasping for air.

She pulled away slightly to look me in the eye, smirking just a tad bit, "Making you use that darkened, antichrist heart", she said with a light chuckle at the end of her statement, gaining a small chuckle from me as well.

At that moment, I full let go and let my heart open to her. I let the fear subside. I knew she wouldn't do what I feared "when someone knows you love them, they know they have you and will take advantage", she would love me as I loved her. I no longer tried to get rid of or fight my feelings of love, I just embraced it. I only saw her as an extension of me and a piece of my heart now, that was so fragile.

I held her so tightly, I could barely breathe, but I needed her warmth and closeness.

She allowed me to cry into her hair and didn't complain about the tightness of my embrace.

Eventually I broke the hug slightly to take her lips possessively in mine.....She WAS mine, and I was making a claim. I trailed my lips over her neck and sucked harshly, leaving dark reddish purple hickeys so everyone would know that she belonged to me.

I pushed her back on the bed and crawled over her, sucking every inch of her body and marking her. She moaned out and arched her body up against me.

"I'll swallow up all of you, like a big bottle of big, big pills", I moaned into her as I nipped a fresh hickey on her neck, then moved down to her breasts.

"You're the one I should never take, but I can't sleep until I devour you", I purred into her skin in her breasts over my newly formed marks of claim.

"You're a flower that's withering, I can't feel your thorns in my head", I kept my lips buried in her skin, sliding them down her stomach, leaving a trailed red smudge from my lipstick, then prodded her naval with my tongue.

I slowly moved my mouth to her thighs and began pressing my lips to them and biting, rather harshly, to leave teeth marks and purplish bruises. "And I'll love you if you let me", I said between licks to her milky thighs.

"And I'll love you, if you don't make me starve", I groaned out with lust as I moved between her legs, giving her soft vagina, now dripping with desire, a firm suck, forming a dark hickey.

Angel's hips and legs shook and she let a deep moan escape her lips.

She looked down at me as I was smirking up at her. "Just a song I have been working on for you, my love", I said in a husky voice before pushing my lips back to her wet vagina and sucking.

I licked every fold as her hips bucked her pussy further in my mouth, savoring her scent and taste.

She moaned out progressively louder as I quickened the pace of my tongue as I slipped a finger into her to add to her pleasure. "Ssss, ohhh yessss, Mansonnnn", she cooed to me.

I purred and moaned into her approvingly at her arousal and rewarded it with another finger inside of her, stretching her tight pussy, still letting my tongue wander her folds, and used my other hand to push slightly against her clit.

She shook more violently with pleasure, "Briannnn, ahhhhh" she moaned, causing me once again to reward her by speeding up the pace. It turned me on to hear her moan my real name.

She massaged her tits and was writhing with pleasure.

It was getting me off watching her enjoy herself so much, that I came right then, without any stimulation.

Angel quickly followed me, screaming to the top of her lungs as she released and I lapped at her juices.

I softly licked her pussy for a few minutes even after, allowing her to ride out and extend her orgasm until she calmed and her muscles were no longer clenched.

I snaked up her body and gave her a kiss, allowing her to taste herself, purposely rubbing my tongue slowly over her taste buds.

"I love you so much, my Angel", I whispered to her.

"I love you, too. I was beginning to think you would never feel the same as I did", Angel breathlessly chuckled, still attempting to catch her breath from the orgasm I gave her. Mmm, did I make her feel that good? Hehehe.

"I have been feeling it for awhile, just couldn't bring myself to say it. But it was always comforting hearing you say it, baby", I said, then crashed my lips to hers again. We made out until I was on the brink of wanting to fuck the shit out of her pretty little pink pussy, when she broke the kiss and began to move from under me.

I noticed her sweating and digging her nails into her skin as her chest heaved, I knew that feeling all too well, she was having a withdrawal and trying to control it. I wrapped my arms around her and was about to speak when she jumped up, throwing on my shirt to cover herself since it came to her knees, and said she had to go to the bathroom.

How fucking stupid does she think I am? Shit like this is what makes me want to slap the shit out of her, make her bleed, do things....better left unsaid. She is blatantly disrespecting me by trying to do something I forbade her from doing and then insult my intelligence by acting as if she isn't currently in route of the drug bear, to get her hands on whatever contents she could obtain.

I could hear her in the kitchenette now, shuffling through drawers, digging in cabinets, but little did she know I gave the bear to Twiggy to keep an eye on, since he also is concerned about Angel's rapidly spiraling out of control addiction.

I decide I had enough of her in vain desperation to get the drugs, so I throw on my boxers and quietly leave the room.

I watched her standing there with her back to me, scratching at her skin and breathing heavy.

"You must have gotten lost on your way to the bathroom", I spoke from behind her, causing her to jump and back away from me some, but I closed the distance she put between us and took a long stride towards her.

"Unless of course....you were looking for something", I hissed. "Was there anything in particular you were trying to find?", I added, through gritted teeth.

Her breathing became heavier and she looked as if she preparing herself to be hit.

My fist trembled and was lifted, but I caught a glimpse of the now healing bruises that littered her body, knowing they were caused by me, guilt rose inside me and I lowered my hand.

I felt like covering her with kisses and holding her, but I knew I needed to stay stern and keep my dominance over her and teach her to obey me. So I grabbed a fistful of her hair and began pulling her to the room as she whimpered and held on to my arm to keep it from pulling her hair too tight.

"So did you just think you could disobey me and fucking take drugs anyways?!", I asked loudly as I pushed her to the bed by her hair.

"You can do this the easy way or the hard way, the hard way being me beating your ass, you have yet to experience the beating you will get if you do drugs again! That's up to you, but you WILL obey me and do as I say. I'm smarter than you, and you will ALWAYS be caught, one way or another, or with the help of our friends. There are always more ways to punish you, Angel. Do you need to be locked in this room all day and night? Because if that's what it takes, don't think for a goddamn second that I wouldn't do it", I hissed, trying my best not to hit her.

She looked shocked and stopped cowering away from me, but slowly nodded. "Okay", she whispered out.

I knew that wouldn't be the end of her trying to get high, but at least she submitted. That's a step.

I laid on the bed with Angel and held her close to me. After a minute I pulled her shirt off and pressed our bodies together. "Hold me tighter", Angel said and wrapped her arms around me.

This is exactly what I wanted. Break her then remake her. Break her by beating her into submission and while she's vulnerable make her into what I want her to be and think. My Angel is perfect, but this way, once she's weak, it will be me to be the one she clings to and the only one that can comfort her, she will never leave me this way. And she will do as I say.

I smiled to myself.

"I love you, Manson", Angel said against my chest.

"I love you too, my Angel", I cooed. And that is why I'm doing this and won't let you ever leave me, I thought.

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When we arrived to a hotel, at yet another city in California. As everyone stumbled inside, Trent grabbed my arm and pulled me back. "I need to talk to you, alone", he said.

I gestured for Angel to leave me alone with Trent, and she skeptically walked inside.

"There has been a man named Ryan that has been calling incessantly looking for you and Angel. I don't know if it's an ex of hers or what, but....", Trent spoke while handing me a slip of paper with his number written on it. A Texas number, I recognize the Dallas area code from when Angel had her cell phone from Dallas before we had her number changed so Jeff couldn't call anymore.

"That's her brother", I said studying the number and pulling out my phone. "Don't mention any of this to Angel, okay?", I added.

Trent nodded and let me alone so I could call the Ryan.

The phone rang for a moment then a deep voice, almost as deep of mine, but friendlier, echoed through the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Ryan?", I inquired.

"Yes, who is this?", he asked.

"My name is Brian Warner, I was informed you have been trying to reach my girlfriend and I", I replied. There was silence on his end of the phone a moment, I finally spoke up again, annoyed, "This is Marilyn Manson".

All friendliness left his voice and he replied in an harsh tone, "Well listen you tranny, faggot, you'd better send my sister home, or I will personally come and get her, and it won't be pretty. You're a disgusting queer and my family and I don't want Angel associated with an enigma trash rock band!", he hissed out.

I rubbed my hand down my face. As tempting as it is to lay into him, I know he's just concerned for his sister, rightfully so. I admit, if I had a sister I don't think I would be happy if she ran off with a bus of "drug addicted, rock stars".

I sighed, "I find your threats adorable, but Angel won't be returning. She said something about her family disowning her and not wanting to speak to them anymore.", I lied. Only her dad "technically" disowned her, and she never said she didn't want to speak to them again. Quite the contrary, she speaks of her family, especially Ryan, all the time and tells me how much she misses them. But I know if she began talking to him, he could talk her into leaving me, and I can't have that now can I? And if she starts talking to her family again, her old judgmental bible-belt ways will begin to kick in again. I'm all she needs now....

"That's a lie, I have never disowned her and I know my sister would never say she didn't want to speak to me", he growled, followed by more threats. I simply hung up the phone.

I walked in mine and Angel's hotel and she was pacing back and forth.

"What happened? Why did Trent want to talk to you?", she asked.

"O-oh just some business related shit about the concert, nothing important, sweetheart", I lied.

"Now, let's get some rest before the concert tonight", I said lifting her in my arms and carrying her to bed, ripping her clothes off and then mine.

Angel giggled as I trailed my hands over her body.

I smirked at the dark hickeys all over her body and traced some with my tongue. I trailed my tongue up her chest and to her neck, alternating between harsh bites and gentle sucking. I was satisfied to see I added a few more hickeys to her collection.

"All mine", I whispered in her ear, causing a shudder to course through her, making me snicker slightly.

She smiled then raked her nails down my back as she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, pulling me to her so my erect member pressed against her opening. This caused me to moan much too loudly and the same shudder that ran through her, pulsed through me and she mocked me with the same snicker.

I smirked down at her, "you are such a bad little girl, what ever is daddy going to do with you?", I said in a husky voice.

"Any punishment my sex god finds fit", she said smiling.

I pulled myself off of her and laid back on the bed. "Worship my body and dick", I ordered.

Angel immediately responded by playfully bowing down to me, making us both chuckle, but goddamn it turned me on so much.

She kissed from my mouth all the way down to my feet, kissing them gently, then up my thighs, then she came to face my pulsing cock. She flattened her tongue and ran it slowly up my member.

"Mmmm, you're sooo big", she moaned as she took me in her mouth. She sucked and slurped away, bent over with her ass in the air.

"Get on your knees and worship your god properly", I said after a few minutes of savoring the view.

I slapped her ass when she climbed over me to get on the floor, causing her to squeal.

I stood up and and grabbed two fistfuls of her hair and began ramming myself down her throat.

She began to gag and tears welled in her eyes, so I pulled my dick out of her mouth and rubbed the head on her tearful eyes, smearing her eyeliner. She looks so goddamn sexy like this.

My cock was returned to her mouth and I began thrusting into her throat again, making streams of black tears run down her face, that I was wishing to run my penis through again, but couldn't bring myself to pull out of the warmth and tightness of her mouth.

"Yessss, fuuuck", I groaned and she matched my thrusts by bobbing her head rapidly along my length, her face turning bright red and her throat making deep gurgling sounds as she gasped for breath.

Angel hollowed her cheeks and sucked roughly until I felt I was about to cum, so I ripped her from my dick and pulled her up to the bed, throwing her roughly on her back, and pinning her legs over her shoulders.

I shoved myself into her with one thrust, making Angel scream out and I moaned loudly. "You're so fucking tight, Angel!", I screamed out.

I found the position we were in to be the perfect way to incorporate my foot fetish into sex, so I began licking at her feet, and I noticed Angel's moans grew louder.

I rubbed her foot over my lips as I pounded into her, and found myself becoming hypnotized by her bouncing breasts.

Fuck, I want to devour every part of this woman.

Angel clawed at my back and shoulders, the stinging sensation adding to my pleasure.

Her eyes began to roll into the back of her head and I felt her begin to clench and tighten around me, indicating her climax. She came at the perfect time, because I don't think I could have held off much longer.

"I'm fucking cumming, Angel!", I grunted out then poured into her.

I kept my penis inside her even after it became flaccid. I kissed her as deeply and as possible until I began feeling oxygen starved.

"I love you", I breathed out. "You're so amazing, you have no fucking idea, Angel", I said fighting back tears. Not now, don't fall in love and become a pansy ass pussy, Manson, no.

"I love you, too. So much", she said then pulled my lips to hers again.

I felt the streams of blood leaking from my shoulders and back where Angel clawed me, and broke the kiss.

I gently guided her head to my shoulders. "I want all of me inside of you", I said in a low voice.

Angel obediently began to lick the blood that ran down my arm and kissed the scratches of the source of the bleeding.

I laid my head on her chest and she massaged my scalp, and didn't fight the tears that threatened to escape my eyes.

I love her, and we are one now.
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