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Subject: {ASSM} [ASSTR] Yithsogoth (f,Beast,NC,Magic)
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Warning! 
This story contains a scene of graphic non-consensual
sex between a young teenaged girl and a horrible
monster! It was also written at work during a long
boring shift full of abusive customers and too
much BS from my employer. There may be more stories
to follow... Oh yeah, and if you shouldn't read 
this, don't! It may lead to furious masturbation
and the last thing you need are furry palms, the
demise of several kittens on your conscience, and
to go blind to boot! Or some equally inane thing
like that...


Yithsogoth

By

Adiemus Bacchante

She couldn't have been any more than twelve or thirteen, 
the small, nearly half-naked little girl shackled to the 
stone alter and wearing the tattered remains of a white 
sacrificial robe. Her shoulder length black hair had been 
taken out of its customary pig-tails, and was now tangled 
in places, the heat of the cavern making the little girl 
sweat terribly despite her state of undress.

The vaulted ceiling of the cave caused her screaming and 
crying to echo above the low sound of chanting voices, the 
flickering torch light causing the black-robed figures 
around her to cast tall, ominous shadows up along the 
petraglyph covered walls, giving the little victim no safe 
place to cast her wide, terror-filled blue eyes.

As the girl strained against the heavy iron shackles, with 
the hard stone of altar scraping roughly against her tender 
bottom through the thin cloth of the robe, tears spilled 
from her eyes. "Please, just let me go!" she begged, 
turning towards the cultists, each of which were moving 
their hands in seemingly random patterns to keep the small 
black serpents they each held from slithering away, "I 
won't tell! I promise I won't!"

But the group of three men and four women continued their 
low chanting unabated, their faces concealed by the hoods 
of their robes, seemingly unaffected by the humid heat of 
the room. The little girl's screams only seeming to add to 
the strange music of their voices. 

Their chanting soon taking on a more intense tone as a 
strange, distant hissing sound came from far down one of 
the old lava tubes that lead from the room.

The young girl on the altar looked up at the sound as it 
became a rumbling growl, her tear-filled eyes going wide as 
she stared into the dark narrow tunnel, situated so that 
she could see down the length of it between her feet.

"What- What is that?!" she exclaimed, doing her best to 
kick her naked legs free of the impossibly heavy chains 
that left her young legs spread embarrassingly far apart.

Her only answer was another loud, hungry sounding hiss as 
the cultists backed away, forming a wide semi-circle before 
the sacrificial altar. Then came the scraping of sharp 
claws against stone, accompanied by the sounds of something 
heavy being half-dragged down the length of the lava tube.

"No." the girl whimpered, shaking her head in denial as her 
fingers curled into little fists, "P-please. Just let me 
go. I- I'll do anything. Anything!"

Glancing in the direction of the assembled group, she saw 
the black robed assembly raise their serpents in to the 
air, what little she could see of their faces smiling in 
near ecstasy as a pair of gleaming yellow eyes glowed from 
the darkness of the lava tube.

Goosebumps raised along the girl's flesh as she turned back 
to face the thing in the tunnel, somehow unable to look 
away as the creature's foot long fangs gleamed in the light 
of the torches. It hissed as their eyes met, growling deep 
in its throat as it both crawled and slithered forward down 
the tunnel, taking its time reaching its sacrifice.

It was then that one of the women stepped forward, the 
sleeves of her robes falling down her naked arms as she 
held her squirming serpent over her head, staring down at 
the bound little girl. 

"Fulmenos, Yithsogoth!" she almost commanded in Latin 
before switching to English, her voice shuddering slightly 
although in ecstasy as, "We give you this girl's virtue! 
Take her! And give to us your blessing!"

The little girl screamed in horror as the creature stuck 
its large reptilian head out of the lava tube, the nostrils 
at the end of its long, black-scaled snout inhaling deeply 
to catch the scent of her fear over the thick fog of 
incense in the cavern.

"Nooo!" screamed Yithsogoth's sacrifice, shaking her head 
madly as the serpent's long neck stretched out, allowing 
the monster's head to loom closer to its intended victim, 
"I- I hate snakes! No! Please! Anything but this-!"

The girl all but went into hysterics as the creature moved 
closer, it's stubby, three toed forelegs emerging from the 
tunnel, its curved black claws digging into the stone as 
its head came down slowly. 

The sacrificial virgin squeezed her eyes closed as 
Yithsogoth's long, tongue flicked out from between is 
fangs, the forked ends of the muscle licking lightly at the 
little girl's exposed and spread legs as if tasting her.

"He has accepted her!" one of the woman exclaimed, her 
voice almost a cry of ecstasy as the dark serpent crawled 
further forward, its huge, almost draconic looking head 
moving higher along the girl's body, dragging his tongue up 
along her torso.

"Now!" the cultist hissed to the others, stepping bravely 
forward as the girl screamed, Yithsogoth's tongue sliding 
wetly along the length of her neck and part of her left 
cheek as the group reverently draped their small black 
snakes across the adolescent's body.

"N-Nooo!" the small girl screamed at the top of her lungs, 
her back arching as she strained against the rusted iron 
shackles, desperate for any escape as the smaller serpents 
began to slither through the holes in her robes, dragging 
their scaly bodies across her delicate, untouched skin, 
"Get them off! Please get them off!"

But as the cultists backed away, their chanting voices 
changing slightly, rising and falling in time with the 
girl's quick, panting breathing, Yithsogoth's second set of 
feet emerged further down the length of his enormous body. 

In response the cultists got down on their knees, bowing 
before the strange serpent-beast, urging him on, seemingly 
desperate to see the monster ravish the young girl.

As Yithsogoth's stubby front legs lifted menacingly, moving 
slowly downwards, the girl bravely opened her eyes, 
screaming as the creature's sharp claws began to slowly 
tear open the front of her robes.

"Nooo!" she pleaded, her pale cheeks flushing deeply red as 
her small, firm bosom was exposed to the monster, covered 
only by the hoard of small thin snakes that slithered 
across her chest, sliding over her young nipples and 
forcing them to an unwilling hardness, "P-please! M-Mommy 
says I shouldn't let strange men see me naked!"

Yithsogoth didn't seem to care, though, his long sinewy 
neck bringing his head back down to face the girl as the 
second set of clawed feet clamped hard into the sides of 
the stone altar to support itself and hissed menacingly.

The head female cultist smiled as the creature's third set 
of clawed feet latched onto the end of the altar, 
Yithsogoth's long body arcing in two places as his long 
black tail pulled itself from the lava tube. 

"Take her, Master!" she all but pleaded, throwing her arms 
into the air and wailing in near ecstasy, "Share with us 
your power! Lets us drink of your greatness!"

The terrified girl whimpered loudly as her white robes were 
torn completely open to the creature, revealing that the 
snakes had had little trouble slithering around inside 
them, as they now covered much of her small, young body.

Obviously pleased by the sight, Yithsogoth made a terrible 
rumbling sound deep within his body, and a farther down the 
length of his pale white underbelly, something large bulged 
and pressed outwards against his scales in response. 

"Wha- What is that?!" the girl cried, desperately denying 
the thoughts that entered even her young innocent mind as 
the object slipped between the creature's scales, revealing 
itself to be a long, pale white tube as long as her forearm 
and just less than half as thick.

"Yes! Yes, my Master!" the cultist exclaimed desperately at 
the sight of the serpent's phallus, her left hand gripping 
desperately at her breast as her right hand pressed her 
robes firmly against the delta of her thighs, "Take her! 
Take this worthy sacrifice! Pleasure yourself with her 
young body. Sup of her virgin innocence!"

The girl turned to the woman, her wide blue eyes showing a 
combination of shock, horror, disbelief and anger as the 
other cultists began tearing at their robes, desperately 
masturbating as Yithsogoth positioned himself over her. 
Closing her eyes and turning away from the sight, the girl 
gritted her teeth, shuddering as the smaller snakes began 
to wrap themselves about her, pressing hard against her 
delicate, pale skin, their cold scalely body's sapping her 
warmth. 

"This- This can't be happening!" the young girl sobbed, 
letting out a frightened yelp as something hard and slimy 
pressed against the labia, smearing something wet and 
sticky across her untouched womanhood, causing her to 
scream all the louder.

Yithsogoth almost seemed to smile as his tongue came out 
again and stretched from the girl's left cheek, down to the 
small, firm rise of her budding adolescent breasts. She 
squirmed desperately beneath him as the forked ends of the 
tongue flicked across her hard little nipples, desperately 
trying to close her thighs as two of the snakes slithered 
down towards the monster's cock, their bodies slithering 
over her clit.

"Wha-! What's it going to do?!" the girl sobbed, opening 
her eyes and suddenly stammering wordlessly as Yithsogoth's 
cock began to press against her, forcing her labia apart 
before meeting the resistance of her tight inner walls.

The leader of the cultists laughed at the girl's question, 
her hands desperately tearing a small hole in the front of 
her robes before reaching inside and stabbing two fingers 
into the wet warmth of her womanhood to sooth the dull ache 
of need she felt. "P-Please, Master!" the woman begged, 
"Tease us no longer! Take her! Take her now! Fuck her as 
deeply as you can!"

The girl's shock and embarrassment was all but drown out by 
the sudden stab of pain she felt as Yithsogoth shoved the 
pointed head of his cock into her, burying it a mere inch 
into her virgin pussy, but still sending his victim into a 
fit of screaming and frantic thrashing.

The monster seemed to smile as the little girl's panic 
reached a fever pitch, forcing his long hard cock a little 
farther into her, tearing its way between her tight inner 
walls, assisted by the slime his member excreted. 

"That's it!" the woman laughed, fingering herself furiously 
as the other cultists writhed on the floor behind her, each 
frantically pleasuring themselves as they watched the 
serpent beast begin to take the innocent little virgin they 
had captured, "She is yours, and yours alone, Yithsogoth! 
Savor her sweet innocence and tear away her childhood, make 
her a woman in your name, my Master!"

"Nooo!" the girl exclaimed, shaking her head as her tear 
blurred vision caught sight of the creature's long thin 
cock sliding farther, the numbing pain made worse by the 
subtle sounds her pussy made as her muscles were forced 
apart, only stopping as Yithsogoth reached hymen, "Stop it! 
Take it out! It-! It hurts!"

The creature let out a grunting laugh as its front legs 
moved to grip her naked shoulders, the long curved claws 
not quite piercing the girl's skin as she was held in an 
iron grip, giving Yithsogoth a moment to prepare for his 
final assault.

"Now! There is little time!" the female cultist hissed 
between gritted teeth, forcing her fingers from herself 
before scrambling across the stone floor to the base of the 
altar. Once there, she pushed open the small stone 
compartment at the front and reached into the dark alcove, 
pulling out a large silver chalice.

At the same time, Yithsogoth pulled himself back, the 
little girl beneath him screaming in pain and terror as his 
cock dragged back against her inner walls, causing them to 
tear painfully away from his member. Once her pain-filled 
pussy was empty and had once more sealed itself against 
intrusion, the monster pressed himself against her again, 
savoring the little one's screams as his bulging cock 
easily slipped past her outer defenses and the girl's 
muscles gripped him ever tighter, trying to push the beast 
back out.

The cultist grinned as she brought the chalice up under 
Yithsogoth, holding it near the peculiar groove at the end 
of the altar, her body shaking with desire and anticipation 
as she watched the serpent's cock disappear into the young 
girl's virgin pussy, once more sliding back slightly before 
moving forward again.

"Fuck her!" the woman whispered harshly, swallowing hard as 
she reached around her Master's cock, one of her long 
fingers pressing cruelly against the little victim's clit 
before making hard circular motions against it, sending a 
new wave of pain through the girl's small body. 

"Use her! Make her little more than a receptacle for your 
pleasure, Master!" the cultist begged over the girl's 
screaming and crying, her finger continuing its less than 
gentle assault, "Fill this little cunt with your seed and 
make her bare your sacred children!"

The girl looked up at the woman's words, her mouth going 
wide as her frightened expression showed her inner 
conflict, now even more desperate to dislodge the beast's 
cock that threatened to steal away her virginity. 

"You- You can't!" the adolescent pleaded, all logic fleeing 
her mind in the face of all the pain and terror, "I- I 
don't want to get pregnant! No! Not from a snake! I hate 
snakes!"

The cultist glowered, sneering angrily and taking the 
little one's clit between her thumb and forefinger before 
squeezing and twisting it cruelly. "How-?! How dare you?!" 
the woman demanded, her anger hardly subsiding as the girl 
arched her back, her screams echoing off the ancient walls 
as the snakes across her body struggled to remain upon her, 
"This is Yithsogoth, last of the true dragons! You should 
be honored to give yourself to him!"

"But- But why?" the girl sobbed, crying as she shook her 
head, watching as the creature's cock slid more easily in 
and out of her, stretching the little virgin wide apart, 
but always stopping before breaking her hymen, "Why me?!"

The woman chuckled softly, smiling up at the thrusting 
serpent with fondness before kissing his flank softly. 
"Because," she replied with an evil grin, glancing back 
into the adolescent's eyes with a dark gleam in her own, 
"our Master requires a virgin sacrifice. All the other 
girl's at your school are sluts! They've all spread their 
legs for the boys, but you haven't! That's why we needed 
you, and you alone!"

"Nooo!" the little girl cried, dropping her head back down 
and cursing herself, believing the woman's words despite 
their improbability, and giving her a desperate lie, "But 
I- I'm a slut too! I- I've done. done it lots of times with 
guys! It- He can't use me! I'm no good to you!"

The cultist threw her head back laughing, the hood of her 
black robe falling away to reveal the woman's thick locks 
of golden hair and all too familiar features.

"M- Ms. Henderson!" the girl exclaimed in sudden horror, 
feeling even more embarrassed by her naked vulnerability, 
held underneath a monstrous serpent as it slowly raped her, 
"But- But you- You're my English teacher! This-! You-! You 
can't do this!"

The woman laughed again, her hand moving slowly across the 
girl's body, lightly caressing the snakes that moved across 
it before taking a firm hold of her student's small, perky 
breast. "Why can't I, Millie?" the teacher turned cultist 
inquired in an all too sweet tone, her sarcastic grin 
seemingly more menacing to the girl than the near constant 
pressure against her hymen, "What better way to keep tabs 
on potential sacrifices than to work in a school for girls? 
I'm sure my Master doesn't mind that I've betrayed you, now 
does he?"

Millie screamed again, barely noticing as Yithsogoth's body 
began to shake, the head of his cock held firmly against 
the resistance of her virginity, steadily increasing the 
pressure as the tension built.

"Why.? Oh why-?!" the girl pleaded, closing her eyes and 
shaking her head against the pain, her fingers clenching 
into fists as her teacher held the cup a little closer to 
the end of the altar, licking her lips in anticipation.

"Because, Millie," the woman replied, squeezing the girl's 
breast hard as her fingers crushed her small nipple, "You 
were born for this moment!"

The woman's laughter mixed and mingled with the girl's 
screams nearly drowning out the moaning of the other 
cultists as Yithsogoth pressed harder, the head of his 
oddly shaped cock pushing forward until it began to break 
through the girl's hymen, tearing through it mercilessly as 
the phallus expanded in width, shuddering as Millie 
remained all too conscious of the pain that filled her 
body.

"That's it!" the girl's teacher exclaimed as she let out a 
pleading howl of almost animalistic pain, the monster's 
fiery hot member bursting the virgin's hymen and tearing 
further into her as it suddenly spurted out Yithsogoth's 
vile seed.

"No! No! Nooo!" Millie screamed and yelled as she found 
herself impaled upon the monster's massive cock, her hips 
forced off the altar as the creature began thrusting harder 
and harder into her, mindless in its orgasm, "It hurts! It 
hurts! Please, Ms. Henderson, please make it stop!"

"Never!" the woman laughed in response, grinning madly as 
Yithsogoth's cum spurted out from around his cock, forcing 
Millie's labia further apart, making lewd noises as the 
initial load shot out from around the sides of the near 
perfect seal and splattered across the teacher's face, 
"You're his! And now nothing can change that!"

Even as Yithsogoth's cock filled her completely, quickly 
ravaging her body with quick, hard thrusts, and his thick, 
hot cum filled her aching pussy, Millie still shook her 
head, crying in her denial. 

"This-! This can't be happening!" the girl insisted, the 
creature's middle set of legs grasped her sides as 
Yithsogoth tried to force more of his impossibly long cock 
into her, his member still spurting as the rape continued.

"Get ready!" the teacher/cultist called over her shoulder, 
holding the chalice in both hands and holding it up just 
under the rise of Millie's bottom as a the sticky, 
disgusting mixture trickled out from around the sides of 
the serpent's cock, where it formed rivulets that drained 
down between the young girl's ass cheeks before dripping 
into the chalice.

Millie closed her eyes as Yithsogoth began giving her 
slower, harder thrusts, ensuring that his dark seed would 
find her womb, the last of his hot cum spurting out into 
her as his body shuddered. She then yelped as her hips fell 
to the altar, the long thin cock that had impaled her 
slipping loose, leaving the girl with a sense of hollowness 
that became a dull ache as her inner walls pressed slowly 
closed once more, sealing in the rest of the serpent's cum.

Her teacher smiled as the rest of the foul ooze dribbled 
along the groove in the altar and into her cup, grinning up 
at Millie as the strange mixture of fluids filled it nearly 
to capacity before standing up once more.

"Now my children!" Ms. Henderson proclaimed, turning to 
face her followers and holding the sacred chalice high 
above her head, "The dragon's immortality shall be ours! 
Come forth, drink of his power!"

Millie stared at her English teacher in disbelieving, 
disgusted horror as the woman brought the silver chalice to 
her lips and took a deep drought of the mixture as each of 
the other cultists came forth and knelt before her to 
accept a portion of the terrible potion.

***

Millie snapped awake as Ms. Henderson placed the assignment 
on her desk and moved on, still explaining what she 
expected from the class. The girl smiled, giggling softly 
to herself as watched her attractive teacher walk back 
towards the front of the room, blushing softly at her own 
musings.

'Oh, Millie,' she told herself giving the list of questions 
on Shakespeare's Twelfth Night a disapproving look, 'You're 
such a pervert! As if anything like that could ever 
happen.'

But the girl's thoughts were interrupted as the bell that 
signaled the end of class went off midway through what Ms. 
Henderson was saying. Without hesitation, Millie stood and 
cleared out of the classroom along with her other friends, 
leaving Ms. Henderson alone in the room. 

The teacher sighed heavily; shaking her head as her 
students all but fled the room, leaving her alone with her 
thoughts.

Once the door had closed, and she had a moment's peace, the 
woman smirked, taking her cell phone form her pocket and 
hitting the speed dial. 

"Hello, Donald?" she said into it in an authoritative tone, 
a slight smirk crossing her face as she turned towards the 
bank windows, watching Millie as she left the building to 
embark on her long journey home, "I think I've found what 
we're looking for. Yes. Meet me at the usual place, and 
bring the van. I believe our Master has slept long for 
enough."


THE END

Copyright Adiemus Bacchante May 25, 2002
Please send all correspondences to Adiemus@hackernetwork.com


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