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HAUNTED HOUSE (Mf, cons, young teen)
BY AMY K.
It all began on a bright and sunny day in late June, right at the end of
her last semester of High School before the summer vacation. As she
walked home from her last exam, Katie found actually herself feeling
somewhat down at the prospect of not having school and homework to
occupy her mind for two months. It had really bothered her that her
parents had decided to move half way through the school year, and
transplant Katie into an unfamiliar school several thousand miles away
from her friends. Now she had only a handful of other girls at school to
whom she could talk. Mostly though, she barely knew them, and now Katie
faced the prospect of spending the summer mostly alone and bored.
There weren't even any boys at her school who so much as knew her name.
Which also meant, that at age fourteen, Katie was still quite untouched
and still a virgin. It wasn't that she was ugly. It was just that Katie
was usually quite shy, so friends and boyfriends never came easily to
the teenager. Infact, Katie had quite a body, being 5'2", with long
auburn hair and big beautiful blue eyes, set upon a pretty face, with a
pair of small but perky breasts and a gently curving ass. All of which
gave her a look that said "sweet and innocent", at the same time as
oozing untapped sexuality.
She wasn't terribly athletic, though, and her somewhat pale skin gave
her small frame a look of fragility, that often inspired one's
maternal/paternal instincts as well as one's lust. Katie was also very
soft spoken, and never raised her voice, even when someone made her
angry. Which was a rare occurrence for the little adolescent. She was
also kind and caring to anyone who needed help, but still, few people
paid her much attention, and so Katie became quite studious. Learning
everything she could, and being known as one of the more intelligent
girls at her school.
However, it was these very qualities that made little Katie unwittingly
feel the strange compulsion to take the long way home that day. Little
knowing of the unforeseen dark forces that had taken an interest in her
enchanting sweetness, and irresistible aura of innocence. As she walked
down an unfamiliar street, she had now idea of the destiny that awaited
her, a destiny that would change Katie's life forever...
*****
As she wandered down the quiet, deserted street, little noticing the
breeze that ruffled her dark hair, and threatened to blow up the skirt
of her school uniform, a peculiar sound caught her attention.
Katie looked up from her sullen contemplation of the sidewalk, and
spotted a small white kitten. It looked up at her with large, imploring
green eyes, and meowed sadly as it sat before the black iron gates that
guarded a large old mansion.
Katie stopped, smiling down at the little kitten before stooping down
and holding out her hand. "Oh, hello there," she said sweetly, as the
kitten brushed against her fingers and meowed more imploringly before
taking a few steps up the drive way of the mansion.
"Are you lost?" inquired Katie, standing up, and experimentally pushing
against the gate, as the kitten meowed again, "Can't you get in the
house? Gee, someone must be so worried about you..."
The girl was surprised as the gate gave way and swung open just enough
for her to slip inside. And Katie, feeling sorry for the little
creature, did so. "Hold on," she assured it, "I'll knock on the door for
you and get them to let you back in little one."
Once Katie had squeezed her way through the wrought iron gates, she gave
the old house the once over. She could see curtains in most of the
windows, an old clothesline just behind the house, and a gentle trail of
smoke rising from the chimney. The lawn was going to need mowing in a
day or two, and the large imposing elm tree in the front yard bore the
scars of Dutch elm disease.
But other than that, the old gray stone mansion seemed unassuming. It
was three stories tall, with a front porch that seemed to be of recent
construction, and a green house had been attached to the south side of
the building. There were no cars in the driveway, and no visible lights
on, but Katie felt that it was worth taking the chance, for the kitten's
sake.
"Poor thing," Katie commented, as much about the kitten as for the
loneliness that the house seemed to radiate.
So she shouldered her backpack, and started up the driveway, with the
little white kitten running excitedly just ahead of her. As she went,
though, Katie barely noticed the dark clouds that were quickly forming
over head, or the way the gentle breeze had grown cold, and was picking
up speed.
But, Katie's attention was focused on the helpless little kitten, as it
stopped before the large front door, and turned back to meow pleadingly
at the girl. But soon it began purring contentedly, as Katie climbed up
the wooden steps, and bent down to pick the cat up.
"Don't worry," she soothed, rubbing her face against the kitten's soft
white fur affectionately, "it's okay, I'll get you back in. One way or
another."
The kitten went limp in her arms, and purred even more loudly as Katie
rang the doorbell. Inside the house she heard a buzzing sound, but no
other signs of life. She politely waited several moments, as the cold
wind caused goosebumps to rise along the skin of her bare legs as he
skirt was blown up scandalously high.
Katie tried once more as the kitten meowed again, but still no one came
to the door. "I'm sorry, kitty," apologized Katie, giving the kitten a
gentle hug, "but there doesn't seem to be anyone home."
The kitten gave her another imploring look with its sad green eyes,
meowing pitifully, and pawing ineffectually at the heavy wooden door.
"Oh, alright, then," conceded Katie, and took hold of the door knob,
"I'll try."
To her surprise, the door pushed easily open. "Oh!" she exclaimed,
feeling a little startled, "Well, I guess you're in luck, little one."
Katie put the kitten down and pushed the door open enough for it to pass
through. "There you go," Katie replied, smiling at the kitten as it took
several steps inside, before turning back to the girl, "You're home now."
Katie waved good bye and stood up straight, but the kitten meowed sadly
once again. "What is it now?" the girl inquired as the cat looked at her
insistently.
"Oh, now I don't know about that..." Katie commented skeptically, as the
sound of falling rain against the porch's tin roof caught her attention.
"Oh, dear!" she exclaimed, turning around to face the pouring rain, "Now
how ever am I going to get home?!"
Behind her, the kitten meowed again, and Katie shrugged. "Well I guess
you're right then, kitty," she replied, turning back and opening the
door completely before stepping over the threshold as the wind blew rain
against her back. "Hello? Anyone home?" she inquired loudly, but
received no reply.
But, as the young teenager stepped into the house, the heavy oak door
slammed shut behind her. "Eeek!" she exclaimed, jumping with fright
before calming down and turning to face the door, "Oh, it must have been
the wind..."
Cautiously she turned back to face the kitten, but found it missing.
"Kitty!" she called, but there was no response except for the sound of
the howling wind just outside the door. Katie sighed heavily, and took
in her surroundings.
She stood in a spacious front foyer, done in a very Victorian style,
with a wide, winding staircase, carpeted with a thick red carpet, and
bordered by a dark wooden banister. The floor on which she stood was
made of white marble, and an impressive glass chandelier hung far above
her head.
Katie shivered, as she looked around nervously, not spying any evidence
of any life in the still, quiet mansion. "This is too weird," she
commented, "But I guess I'm stuck here until the rain stops."
She looked beside the door, found an old carved wooden chair, and took a
seat. Katie sat in silence, as the dark gloom closed in around her, and
felt quite unnerved as the only sounds she could hear was the rain, her
breathing, and almost her own nervous heartbeat.
But then the near silence and gloom was shattered by a loud crash of
thunder, and the blinding light of the lightning. Katie jumped in her
seat, and threw her hand against the wall, desperately searching for a
light switch.
Much to her surprise, the girl found one, and within seconds, the
chandelier was giving off a dim, eerie warm glow. "That's better!" the
frightened teenager exclaimed, hugging herself against the chill as she
attempted to wait out the storm...
*****
Two hours later, after finishing off the novel she had brought with her
in her backpack, Katie decided that it might be okay to explore her
surroundings a bit more. Especially considering the fact that the owners
of the house had apparently left it abandoned for quite sometime, and
the fact that the storm outside gave no sign of letting up.
Fortunately, the first room she encountered, after going through the
archway to her left, was a huge library/study. Katie tried the
light-switch, that was just inside the room, and stood in awe at the
hundreds of leather bound books she encountered. The shelves they were
placed upon reached the third floor, separated by circular balconies,
and many books were only accessible via an old wooden ladders on wheals.
The floor of the perfectly circular room was made wood, but in the very
center, there was thick plush carpeting with two overstuffed couches, a
low oak coffee table and two desks with old library style lamps set upon
them. Katie sighed, shaking her head as she entered the huge room,
silently wishing that she had access to such a wonder.
The girl walked to the very center of the room, and took a deep breath,
taking in the scent of dust and old books, just as a crash of thunder
sounded outside. But this time she did not jump, she could almost feel
the old tombs calling out to her, drawing her to them by pulling at the
adolescent girl's thirst for knowledge.
Katie soon gave in, though, and walked boldly over to the endless rows
of books. She pulled a random book off the shelf, and walked back to one
of the couches. The girl carefully sat down, finding the old sofa to be
reasonably comfortable, and carefully examined the ancient volume.
It was similar to most old books that one might find in such a place,
bound in hardback leather, with crisp yellowing pages, and a few words
in Latin for its prologue, but this book seemed different somehow. More
compelling. Katie tired to read the title, but found her knowledge of
Latin to be far too limited to make much sense of the words, and the
arcane symbol etched in gold just beneath it was a mystery as well.
"Oh well," she commented to herself, "so long as the owner doesn't mind,
I guess I can always look at the pictures..."
Katie opened the book to a random location, and was instantly shocked,
horrified, and repulsed by what she saw. "Eww! Yuck-!" she exclaimed,
her young, innocent mind reeling from the picture she found, "That's
just gross!"
The picture depicted on the page was hand drawn, but looked remarkably
real, almost as if a picture had been taken with a modern camera and had
somehow been added in when the book was made. It depicted a very young
girl, no more than thirteen years old, her wrists, and ankles bound by
ropes in such a way as to leave the poor adolescent spread-eagled
standing upright. The ropes that held her were in turn tied to two
trees, leaving the poor helpless girl a foot off the ground and quite
vundrable. Although the truly disturbing thing was that there was an
impossibly long and fat earthworm, which seemed to have had crawled out
from the ground beneath her, and was now trying to burrow its way into
the teenager's pussy. Also, judging by the look of horror, and revulsion
on her young pretty face marred only by her tears, the girl was not
enjoying the process.
Katie immediately dropped the book onto the table and glanced around
guiltily as the sound echoed loudly throughout the mostly empty mansion.
She shivered as a cold chill went through her, and decided to put some
distance between her and the lewd book.
Katie left the room and headed up the winding staircase towards the
upper levels, deciding to continue her exploration before returning to
the library. "That picture was just TOO real!" she muttered, shivering
as the draft from a partially open window blew at her skirt...
*****
After another half an hour of careful exploration, Katie confirmed her
suspicion that the house was quite unoccupied, and had been for quite
some time. The strange thing, though, was that the electricity in most
of the rooms still worked, as did the water in the three bathrooms.
Infact, there was still quite a bit of furniture left, that was
strangely free of dust. But the one thing that Katie did not find,
though, was a phone with which to call her parents.
"I guess it's not too bad here," she commented entering the master
bedroom on the third floor, and walking over to the window to watch the
storm, "It could be much worse here, I suppose..."
Katie gave a worried look as the rain pounded against the window, as if
it were trying to get in at her, and noticed something quite
distressing. The little teenager squinted her eyes, and pressed as close
to the window as she could, but still, Katie couldn't see past the front
gates the raging storm. She sighed heavily, and resigned herself to
staying a lot longer, and turned to see what treasures the room had to
show her.
The room was lavishly decorated with candles upon silver candlestick
holders, ancient portraits of Victorian design, and a simply huge solid
oak wardrobe against one wall. In the corner sat a queen sized four
poster canopy bed, a standing full length mirror, and a dozen or so
other little things that catered to the needs of a nineteenth century
woman with money.
Katie smiled, feeling suitably impressed by her surroundings, and
feeling tempted to try out the numerous personal effects left by the
previous owner, but at the same time, feeling almost guilty, as though
she were intruding.
But still, she was currently the only occupant, and it was unlikely that
anyone was going to show up before the storm passed, so Katie decided to
make the best of it. She carefully moved the silky curtain that
partially concealed the bed out of her way, and sat down.
"Actually," mused Katie, bouncing lightly on the old feather filled
mattress, "It's not so bad here... Oh!"
She looked down at the nightstand and noticed something she hadn't seen
previously. It was a small leather bound book, similar to the ones from
the library, but with an old locking mechanism on it. Katie cautiously
reached for it, and picking it up, noticed that the lock had long since
become too corroded to be of any use.
Katie opened the book somewhat pensively, half expecting another scene
form the book downstairs, but was pleasantly surprised to find that it
merely the diary of mansion's previous owner. Julia Brooks.
Katie swung her legs up onto the bed, and propped herself up against
several of the ample pillows before settling in to read. "I sure hope
that Ms. Brooks doesn't mind!" she giggled, feeling just a little bit
naughty for reading someone else's diary, even if that person had died
long before she was even born...
The diary was hand written in an easy to read style of hand writing,
with careful attention to proper spelling and grammar, showing that the
author was quite learned and paid attention to detail.
It seemed to be the third volume of a set, detailing Julia Brooks' life.
The book that Katie held was the book concerning her adult life, and
started with the death of her parents, shortly after her eighteenth
birthday. They had died while horseback riding on her Aunt Beatrice's
farm. Apparently, the two horses were suddenly spooked by something
unknown, and they were both thrown to the ground before being trampled
to death by their mounts fled.
The police thought it suspicious, seeing as most horses avoided
trampling their riders, but in the end it was deemed an accident, seeing
as no proof of actual fowl play could be found. Only one police
investigator continued the investigation after the fact, but he died
late one night when snooping around the farm. He was found lying on the
ground, his eyes staring blankly forward in utter horror, and his hair
completely white. The coroner claimed that the officer died of a massive
heart attack, but everyone knew that he's died of shear fright...
*****
However, after the death of her parents, Julia inherited their entire
fortune, including the mansion in which she had lived since childhood.
And under her Aunt Beatrice's tutelage, Julia learned how to hold on to
her estate, casting off many foolish suitors who only desired her for
her wealth.
After some time, there came threats against her person if she did not
marry and advocate her fortune to her husband. Feeling a little rattled,
Julia purchased two large guard dogs. A Doberman which named Jonathan,
after her Father, and a German shepherd which she named Maximillian,
after her late Uncle.
Strangely, a month after the mysterious and threatening letters started
arriving, one every two or three days or so, the perpetrator turned
himself into the police. He was barely sane when he did so. All that he
could do was babble incoherently about the "shadows" coming to get him.
He was locked away in an asylum and never heard from again...
*****
Julia's diary went on for a while longer, describing a failed love
affair with a German ambassador, and a few other small romances that
Julia had while traveling Europe one year. But on her 23rd birthday, her
aging Aunt Beatrice approached Julia. The woman began teaching her about
more than just affairs of state. She began teaching Julia how to out
right manipulate men with her sexuality. At first Julia was shocked, but
soon grew to enjoy the promise of power over men, and after a year of
further tutelage, Beatrice informed Julia of her families darkest of
secrets...
Beatrice, it seemed, was quite adept at the mystic arts, and wanted to
pass the knowledge on to Julia before she herself passed on. Intrigued,
Julia agreed to stay on and learn more, soon finding that the sorcery
that her Aunt practiced was known as "Tantric Magic", which apparently
would work well with Julia's previous training.
Her Aunt was quite mysterious about the whole matter for quite sometime,
only giving Julia small bits of tantalizing knowledge, before revealing
her ultimate goal. Beatrice, and her Grandmother before her, had sought
the cure for her own mortality. They had wanted to live forever, but
each successive generation made only a little more progress than the
previous, so Beatrice required an heir to continue her work.
"Don't let our lives be in vane, little one..." her Aunt had said, "Take
up the torch upon my death, and do all you can. Find what we could not..."
*****
But, by this time, Katie was growing wary. So, after crawling out of
bed, the girl went over to the huge wardrobe and pulled open the wooden
doors. She gasped to herself, awed by the spectacular array of almost
perfectly preserved vintage clothing, before reaching in and sorting
through it like a little girl in a candy story.
"This is like a museum!" commented Katie, pulling out an old, flimsy
nightgown that was about her size, and holding it against herself, "I'll
have to remember to call my parents in the morning, but for now it
should be fun to pay dress up for a little while."
Katie smiled down at the old silky nightgown and walked over to the
full-length mirror with it. "I hope it fits," she commented, carefully
placing the garment on a chair before disrobing.
As she unbuttoned the skirt of her school uniform, letting it fall to
floor to collect around her ankles, Katie suddenly felt a little
self-conscious. She glanced at the mirror before her, and blushed, as
she couldn't help noticing how cute she looked, only wearing her white
blouse and panties. Katie smiled demurely, staring down at her feet,
trying to ignore the slight tingle from her pussy, as she undid her tie,
and began unbuttoning her blouse.
But as the girl let the garment fall off her shoulders, Katie suddenly
felt a deep sense of insecurity, as though someone were watching her. In
response, Katie turned around suddenly, her arms covering her small
breasts, in hopes of catching sight of who or what was there. She found
the room exactly as it had been before, devoid of all other life, yet,
the thought of someone watching her undress did cause the little
teenager's nipples to harden.
"Must be the storm making me nervous," Katie commented, turning to pick
up the nightgown once again before pulling it over her head, and finding
the garment to be a perfect fit.
"It's like it was made for me..." the girl replied, as she looked at
herself in the mirror from several different perspectives, and blushing
at the way the almost translucent fabric clung to her young body in just
the right ways, "Oh, well. Off to bed I guess..."
That accomplished, the little teenager yawned and walked over to the
dresser, where she lit a candle before shutting off the light. Katie
then crawled back into bed, this time taking advantage of the thick
blankets and picked up Julia's diary once again once she'd placed the
candle on the nightstand...
*****
The book went on, describing in vague terms Julia's tutelage in the
mystic arts, and how she put her new found knowledge to good use. She
had several "flings" with important men, and women, in high places,
using her tantric magics to control and manipulate them.
Katie was then shocked to discover two things; the first was that
tantric basically equated to "sex magic", allowing Julia to affect the
lives of those she bedded. The second astonishing and shocking fact was
that Julia's confession that her preferred lovers were all females
between the ages of thirteen and seventeen. Julia also eluded to the
fact that each little girl she was with brought her and her Aunt another
step closer to immortality. But, alas, her Aunt Beatrice died at the age
of eighty-nine, shortly after Julia's twenty seventh birthday...
At that point, Katie yawned, and put the book down on the nightstand
before blowing out the candle. She sighed contentedly as the warm
blankets kept out the chill that somehow seeped in through the closed
window, and snuggled in under them as the sounds of the storm lulled her
to sleep...
*****
Katie was drawn from her dreamless sleep sometime later by the sensation
of something touching her. In her state of drowsiness, Katie didn't
quite notice that it was the blanket moving down to the foot of bed, as
the sheets somehow rearranged themselves. After a few minutes they
stopped, and Katie, disregarding it as a dream, fell back asleep.
But several moments later, the little teenager was jarred awake by the
sudden shaking of the bed. The girl opened her eyes and looked around,
feeling terribly startled, as she realized that the bed was moving by
itself, shaking violently, and banging its wooden legs against the floor.
"What the-?" Katie exclaimed, moving to sit up, and finding herself tied
to the bed by the sheets. Infact, both her wrists and ankles had somehow
become securely bound to the four tall bed posts, and that no matter how
much she struggled, the little adolescent was trapped.
"This has to be a dream! It can't be real!" she exclaimed, her pulse
racing with fear as the bed shook and jumped, moving partially away form
the wall as it moved. Almost as though something beneath it were trapped
and trying to break free.
Soon, frightened tears streamed down Katie's pretty face as she cried
out in panic, hoping desperately that someone would hear her screams.
But then, the crashing and banging abruptly stopped, leaving Katie time
to catch her breath.
"Please!" she sobbed, her pretty blue eyes full of tears, "Let this be
just a dream!"
Then, as if in answer, Katie suddenly caught sight of movement. Looking
around, the young teenager's eyes went wide with fright at what saw.
From all around her, and presumably from underneath the bed, several
long, black, serpentine tentacles loomed over her.
"AH! Nooo!" she screamed, shaking her head in denial, and struggling
against her binds as the tentacles stared down at her with great
interest, "This CAN'T be real! Please! Somebody! Anybody! Help meee!!!"
But little Katie's cries and pleas fell upon deaf ears, as the ends of
the long black tentacles began to alter themselves. One became thin,
flat, and razor sharp, gleaming menacingly down at the little bound
fourteen-year-old. Three others became thinner, their ends opening up
until they resembled long hoses or tubes, each dribbling a near constant
supply of white sticky goo.
"Ow! No!" pleaded Katie as some of the ooze dribbled onto her tender
young thighs as she kicked her young little legs, and she found the
viscous liquid to be quite hot, yet not to the point of scalding her
soft flesh.
Finally, though, the remaining two tentacles morphed only slightly,
their ends thickening and widening until they resembled impossibly long,
thick, black penises. Katie's eyes went wide with fright when she saw
this, immediately speculating as to her fate, and not liking her
hypothesis at all.
"Noooo!" the girl screamed helplessly as the bladed tentacle swooped
down towards her throat, only to veer off at the last possible second,
and cut a long line down through the fabric of her nightgown.
The garment was then pushed and pulled open by the other tentacles,
leaving little trails of hot, sticky white goo across the adolescent's
body and leaving her small bra and panties exposed.
"Nooo! Please don't!" Katie cried as the bladed tentacle struck again,
halving her bra with a quick slice between the small twin A-cups.
It then withdrew for a moment, almost seeming to watch as the little
teenager's struggling caused her bra to fall open, causing Katie's
sweet, young perky little tits to come free of their confines. Her
little pink nipples hardening against the cool dry air in the room, as
outside the storm became louder with more and more crashes of thunder
and bursts of lightning.
After a moment of struggling against her binds and staring helplessly up
at the watching tentacles, Katie relaxed a little, and ceased her
thrashing about. "What... What do you want from me..?" she asked, with
tears rolling down her face.
As if in answer, the bladed tentacle swooped down again, and made short
work of her panties, revealing Katie's nearly hairless virgin pussy for
all to see. But then, ten more tentacles rose up from all around the bed
and descended upon the girl.
"Nooo!" she cried as the slimy, black tentacles began wrapping
themselves around her.
The first two rubbed against her sensitive inner thighs, smearing their
warm, slime across her pale skin before wrapping around them, and
squeezing firmly. The next two each secured an ankle, wrapping
themselves around three times and pulling in opposite directions, as if
trying to spread Katie's legs as far apart as possible.
Katie could only watch helplessly as two more bound her wrists, just
below where the bed sheets were tied, while two others rubbed against
her little tits, before wrapping themselves part way around the small
mounds of flesh, and forcing Katie's nipples to stick straight out.
"Oww! Stop!" pleaded the little teenager, "You're hurting me!"
But it was to no avail, as the last two new tentacles took their places.
One sliming its way over Katie's stomach, encircling a portion of her
torso, and lifting her body just off the mattress, while the other
wrapped around her neck, stopping her from shaking her head around quite
so much. Then, to finish its work, the bladed tentacle cut away the bed
sheets from Katie's wrists and ankles before retreating back under the bed.
"Ah! What are you doing?!" she cried helplessly, as the three tubular
tentacles slowly descended upon her. The first two each covering one of
Katie's little pink nipples, and the third running between Katie's labia
teasingly before taking hold of her untouched clit. Then as one, the
three clamped down hard upon the three sensitive areas and began sucking
hard against them, causing Katie to scream once again.
"Nooo! Ah! It hurts!" she cried helplessly as the three little maws
cruelly constricted, squeezing her nipples and clit painfully as they
sucked. Still, though, they somehow managed to drool their hot sticky
fluid out from around their maws, sending their white goo running in
little rivulets down and over Katie's painfully squeezed breasts as well
as down between her pussy lips, and over her tight little asshole.
"OH! Oh no!" Katie gasped as her young little legs where suddenly
violently forced as far apart as they could go, and were then bent at
the knees, "Please! Make it stop! Someone! Please... Help me!!!"
But the fourteen-year-old could only look on in horror as the two fat
ended tentacles came down to have their fun. The larger, fatter one
touched her first. Its thick head pushing against the opening of her
tight, virgin pussy, as the smaller on wedged itself between her firmly
clenched ass cheeks and began to push hard against Katie's tight little
asshole.
"Noooo!" was all she could desperately scream as both tentacles began
pushing against her, determined to violate both aspects of her
virginity, "They're too big! They won't fit!!!"
But, as though to prove the little teen wrong, the smaller tentacle
somehow managed to force its way painfully into Katie's tight asshole,
lubricating its way by suddenly squirting something hot and slimy up
inside of her.
They then seemed to pause, as Katie thrashed about, desperately trying
to dislodge the tentacle from her asshole, and hoping to dissuade the
other from violating her completely. "I won't let you...!" she stated
loudly, tears streaming down her pretty face as the pain in her ass
began to subside, and the tentacle that had claimed it began to squirm
and wriggle inside of her as it began fucking her unceasingly.
"Oh! No! Stop!" she gasped, her eyes going wide, as she tried to deny
the pangs of pleasure it began sending through her body, "That's not
right..!"
Finally, though, as the tentacle in her ass wedged itself deeper and
deeper into her with every stroke, its twin began to push harder against
Katie's pussy lips. She gritted her teeth and gasped as she felt her
body begin to give in.
"NO!" she pleaded, trying to tense up her muscles as much as possible
against the inevitable, "Please! Not there! Anywhere but there! You
can't! I'm still a virgin!!!"
But it was to no avail, as the tentacles on her nipples and clit each
twisted to the right in unison. Causing Katie to cry out as she arched
her back, the tentacle shot out its own load of hot sticky ooze in order
to lubricate its way into Katie's tight teenaged pussy. Slowly, and
methodically it applied pressure against her, until Katie shrieked as
the thick head slipped passed her labia and pressed painfully up against
her hymen.
As it progressed, Katie squirmed and thrashed about even harder than
before, forcing the tentacles holding her to take a firmer grip, and
inadvertently giving the final violating tentacle to chance to steal her
precious virginity. Katie screamed loudly, closing her eyes and shaking
her head in denial as the thick, undulating tentacle pushed its way
deeper, painfully breaking Katie's hymen, and at last taking from her
what it wanted.
Once inside of the little fourteen-year-old, the tentacle expanded
slightly, filling Katie's pussy to its up most limit, and stretching the
tight walls farther apart to accommodate the its mass. As it happened,
though, the one in Katie's little asshole followed suit, and expanded as
it wriggled, pumping in and out of her in time with the other tentacle
that was lodged in her tight pussy.
"Ohhh..." Katie moaned defeatedly, as both tentacles thrusted their way
in and out of her young body, harder and harder with each passing
moment, "I'll do anything! Anything! Just please... Stop..!"
As if in answer, the tentacles that held Katie in place, lifted her high
off the mattress, and flipped her over so that she was on her hands and
knees a foot or so off the bed. They then lowered her as the other
tentacles stretched out longer to accommodate the change, as Katie's
nipples and clit began becoming numb from the constant suction.
"No... No more..." she sobbed, shaking her head and inadvertently
glancing to one side where the full-length mirror stood across from her,
catching a glimpse of herself in its reflection. What Katie saw, though,
made her scream...
Instead of seeing herself reflected in the mirror being horribly
violated by some twisted monster from under the bed, Katie saw something
far worse. Her own reflection stood, completely naked, as though she was
standing before the mirror, watching the scene with intense interest.
There was a cruel look in the eyes of Katie's reflection, as they
mirrored an obvious enjoyment of the scene. Her face had upon it a
cruel, condescending smile as her right hand fondled her breast, and her
left shoved three of her dainty fingers deep inside of her own pussy
while manipulating her clit with her thumb. There was also a look of
intense satisfaction on her lovely face, as Katie's cruel reflection
sadistically watched with utter delight as she was brutally raped on her
hands and knees by the nightmarish tentacles.
"Noooo!" Katie cried out in denial, turning away and closing eyes, not
noticing the new tentacle that rose up from under the bed and oriented
on her, "This can't be happening... It HAS to be a dream... I-Oh! Mmf!"
The tentacle that loomed before her face, pushed itself against Katie's
lips, smearing them with more of the strange liquid, and causing her to
move her head out of the way so she could spit out the awful taste.
"Ugh! Its so gross!" she exclaimed, moving her head up to avoid the
tentacle's second attempt at entering her mouth, "Take it away! Please!"
Undaunted, the long black tentacle, who's end had widened so that it
resembled a huge black cock, drew up like a snake, and spit the same hot
white goo that the others had filled Katie with into the girl's hair.
She cried out as the viscous fluid began running down between her eyes,
over her cute little nose, and down to her not so waiting lips, causing
her to gag at the flavor.
"No-! I refuse!" she shrieked, as the tentacle came across her tits
before hitting sliming its way across her cheek in an attempt it enter
Katie's small young mouth, "It tastes disgusting! Please don't make me
do this..!"
But the tentacle paid no heed, and pursued Katie's mouth for several
minutes as the others fucked, and sucked her sweet young body, soon
covering her pretty face with the sticky ooze it was capable of
producing until Katie found herself quite exhausted and sore from the
repeated abuse.
Finally, after trying to counter Katie's defensive movements for so
long, the tentacle pushed its end against the teenager's soft young
lips, and into her mouth. Katie sobbed mournfully as the warm, gooey
surface of the phallic tentacle pushed its way into her mouth, past her
lips and teeth. Her tears had long since run out, and she found herself
mostly resigned to complete violation by the cruel tentacles, as the
latest one began thrusting in and out of her mouth as it expanded.
Katie panicked as it grew, trying desperately to spit out, and get its
awful taste out of her mouth, but only succeeded in causing herself to
drool the tentacle's ooze out of her mouth and over her chin. Her gag
reflex also gave it the opportunity to force its way to the back of her
throat, where it repeatedly caused Katie almost choke and cough on it.
Soon, Katie found it easier just to suck on it, drawing the constant
flow of icky fluid down her throat where she could barely taste it. She
also found that sucking, twisting, and pulling at her nipples and clit
wasn't as bad as it had been before, as though the tentacles where
easing up on her a little, but Katie quickly reasoned that her body was
just going numb. Even the tentacles in her pussy and asshole weren't
half as painful as they had been. Infact, Katie had remind herself that
this was being done against her will, as a peculiar tingling began
filling her.
"Mmmph!" she groaned, relaxing completely so that the tentacles had to
literally hold her up, and glanced back at the mirror.
Her reflection was still masturbating, but had picked up the pace. She
had a look that said she was very close to a quite vulgarly induced
orgasm. The reflection seemed to laugh noiselessly at Katie as clear
liquid ran from between her little fingers, and down her shaking legs to
puddle at her feet.
Katie shook her head, trying to deny the image, and hold onto the belief
that this was a dream. Eventhough it all felt so real. She now hung
limply in the air, no longer struggling supported only by the grasping
tentacles that now seemed to be pulsing with some kind of internal
undulation.
Katie gave the tentacle in her mouth a curious look, trying to discern
what was about happen, when it unexpectantly pulled free of her grasping
mouth and erupted with a blast of even more hot white goo, covering the
little girl's face almost completely. The ooze quickly slid down,
though, making its way down over the tentacle that was around her neck,
and covering her chest with its wet stickiness.
"Oh! I-! Ugh..." Katie gasped, sucking in as much air as she could, and
hoping that the torment would soon end.
Shortly after, all of the other tentacles began shooting off great gobs
of white sticky goo, filling her asshole and pussy with the sticky,
viscous fluid to the point of overflowing down Katie's legs. As well as
covering the vast majority of her adolescent body in hot white tentacle
cum, that dripped and oozed off of her.
"Oh...! This is so gross!" was Katie's last exclamation, as she tried to
deny the orgasm that the experience wrought, her body convulsing almost
painfully for several moments before she passed out from exhaustion...
*****
Katie awoke with a start, sitting up and panting heavily as she broke
out into a cold sweat. The unnerved girl glanced around the dark room
nervously, holding her arms across her chest defensively as she got her
bearings.
"Oh, good!" she panted, glancing down and seeing that she still wore the
nightgown, and that the blankets had barely moved, "It WAS just a dream..!"
Katie relaxed somewhat, and noticed a peculiar wetness between her legs.
She moved the blanket out of the way and sighed heavily. "I guess my
period came early this month," she replied a little forlornly, "I hope
the water isn't polluted or anything here..."
Katie shook her head and got to her feet, grabbing Julia's diary before
making her way to the master bedroom's private bathroom. She staggered a
little as she flicked on the light switch, feeling a bit of a dull ache
in her pussy as she made her way to the bathtub.
"Definitely my period..." she muttered as drew her bath, and began to
disrobe, "I'll have to change the sheets before I leave I guess."
Katie hung the nightgown on a convenient hook, and undid her bra before
venturing to pull her panties down. "Ah!" she gasped, as her sensitive
pussy reacted painfully to having the undergarment removed so swiftly.
"I must have been playing with myself in my sleep," remarked Katie,
realizing that her panties had been pushed up inside of her slightly,
and that her labia were swollen and sensitive, "That might explain the
dream..."
The girl reached over turned on the water, waiting until the tub was
nearing its full mark before shutting it off. "They don't make these
like they used to," she commented, noticing the fact that the tub was
actually sitting on the floor upon four short stubby legs with little
clawed feet as opposed to being bolted into the floor and nearest wall.
And that it was considerably more spacious than Katie was used to.
"Ah! Ow..!" she exclaimed as she stepped carefully into the warm water
and immersed her aching pussy, "Oh... That's better!" Katie smiled
contentedly as she stretched out in the comfortably shaped tub and
picked up Julia's diary...
*****
The story continued by going into great detail into Julia's descent into
depravity. It explained how Julia's taste for young girls became quite
an obsession, and how she would lure them into her mansion under false
pretenses and either seduce them, or simply "take" them. Julia would
then force or coheres them into performing almost impossible sexual acts
that would drain them of most of their will. Then, they would become her
temporary slaves which she would have perform for her amusement, as well
as further Julia's attempts at immortality. Apparently, when certain
rituals were observed, Julia was able to somehow steal some kind of
psychic resonance from her victims when she took their virginity, and
was able to continue the process until the girls had no inhibitions
remaining, and therefore no more "innocence" to steal.
Eventually, Julia had collected enough sexual psychic resonance, or
simply sexual energy as she called it, to attempt to cast the spell that
would grant immortality. But, not being completely foolish, Julia
decided to try the spell out on her two dogs first.
Unfortunately, though, the spell only half worked. The two dogs did
infact gain immortality, but at a price. It seemed that they now needed
to feed from the same sexual energy that had helped to create them.
Furthermore, they had been converted from physical beings into creatures
of almost pure thought. They were now comprised of little more that
focused sexual energy, wrapped around a consciousness.
Julia, though, who had just had her thirtieth birthday, decided that
their condition was better than growing old and dying. She made
preparations to cast the same spell upon herself, and making sure that
her current stable of young girls were all very sweet and innocent,
Julia made her final entry into her diary. Promising that if it were
possible, she would continue her research, and hopefully one-day, find a
worthy heir.
But, no further entries followed, leading Katie to think that perhaps
Julia had killed herself in some strange mystic rite, believing that she
would find immortality...
*****
As Katie read, she bent her little legs at the knees and sank farther
under the water, enjoying the soothing effect. But the teenager failed
to notice the subtle movements of the water, as something stirred. Her
innocent blue eyes were shielded from the truth by Julia's diary, and so
she failed to notice the long black tentacle as it rose up out of the water.
The tentacle's end bulged slightly for a moment, before opening into a
large reptilian eye, which immediately focused on Katie. It looked the
girl up and down, seemingly appreciative of the view from between
Katie's legs, before diving under the water.
A second later it jabbed and thrusted its way past Katie's labia, until
it was firmly lodged deep inside the girl's teenaged pussy. "AHHH!" she
screamed, the sudden violent penetration catching her off guard, and
causing her to toss the book across the room, "No! Please! Not again!"
Katie wriggled as she reached down to grab the tentacle, only to find
that her small hands were unable to get a firm grip on its slimy
surface. And as Katie struggled to dislodge the pulsating tentacle that
was savagely violating her young pussy, it began pushing up against her,
forcing the girl to her feet to avoid deeper penetration.
"OW!" she cried as it forced her up against the wall as it began sliding
in and out of her tight cunt, until Katie fell forward, and landed bent
over the rim of the tub, supporting herself on her hands and feet, "No!
Please, no more..!"
From her precarious position, Katie was able to look up at large mirror
over the sink and watch herself as the tentacle took advantage of the
situation, jabbing harder and farther into her sore pussy with each
violent thrust. Katie stared up at her reflection with almost morbid
fascination as the black tentacle raped her. For several seconds she was
unable to speak, only pant loudly, and move her body back and forth in
time with the tentacle's fucking, until suddenly, a sinister grin
crossed her reflection's face.
"NOOOO!" cried Katie, crawling forward, and half falling out of the tub
with the long phallic tentacle still shoved deep inside her
fourteen-year-old pussy, "This can't be happening!"
Katie quickly began scrambling forward, the tentacle gaining length as
she crawled across the bathroom floor, dripping water everywhere.
Finally, though, as Katie reached the open door, the tentacle began
pulling back, sucking against the inner walls of Katie's pussy as she
clung onto the sides of doorway. She gritted her teeth, as tears
streamed down her face, pulling back and trying to force the thrusting
tentacle to pry loose from her abused little pussy. "Oh! Ah! Owww!" she
shrieked as it began to give way.
Katie could feel it shooting load after load of hot, sticky tentacle cum
deep inside of her as a parting gift, before it broke free of her tight
tunnel with a loud "pop!" and a spray of juices that covered her ass.
"Ah! This is so gross!" she cried, crawling quickly across the floor,
and into the bed room as the tentacle shot another hot load across
Katie's back.
"Oh! It's so hot!" she screamed, as the sticky goo ran down over her
young legs and between her firm ass cheeks before puddling just inside
her fourteen year old asshole, as more of it drooled from her freshly
fucked cunt. At the same time, glob on her back oozed to the sides and
down over her breasts where it dripped off her erect nipples.
Katie squealed girlishly, as she scrambled to her feet, clutching her
pussy and ass protectively before running off into the dark hallway
without thinking. She looked around for more tentacles, but found none,
and so paused to catch her breath. "I have to get out of here..!" the
girl panted, leaning forwards with her hands on her knees, panting and
gasping for breath as she tried to calm her nerves.
But, as she stood there, watching the bedroom for signs of tentacle
movement, Katie didn't see the dark shadow that was looming up behind
her. And as she stood up, to bravely go back for her school uniform, the
being behind her grabbed the little teenager, bending back to lift her
off the floor.
"Hey! OW! Stop! It hurts!" Katie cried out hoarsely, her throat becoming
raw with so much yelling and screaming, as her breasts were suddenly
grabbed, and her nipples were squeezed between the fingers of her new
captor.
Glancing down, Katie saw a pair of jet-black hands grasping her small
breasts, as well as feeling something hard, cold and clammy pushing
between her little ass cheeks and pressing against her tight little asshole.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, as she felt hot breath against her ear, while her
little pink nipples were twisted and pulled, "No! Please, just stop!
I'll do anything! I promise!"
"Oh really, Katie?" whispered a familiar voice in her ear with a bit of
a chuckle, "Well then, we'll just have to see about that, now won't we?"
The girl glanced over her shoulder, and to her shock, and horror, saw an
exact duplicate of herself, only it was comprised completely of a pitch
black substance with an cool, almost clammy feeling to its skin. The
only colour it bore were its eerie green eyes that glowed from the
darkness sinisterly. The other noticeable differences, though, were the
little claws on the ends of her fingers, not to mention the hard shaft
that wedged between the adolescent's ass cheeks, on the verge of
sodomizing poor little Katie.
"Ah!" the teenager gasped in surprise, "Who-?! Or what, are you?!"
The shadow Katie smiled cruelly, chuckling at the real Katie's little
exclamation as she shoved the phallic object a single inch into the
girl's tight asshole. "Who do you think I am?!" the shadow demanded,
drawing its shadow cock out half an inch as Katie tried not to cry out,
"I'm a being of pure sexual energy... I am the realization of your
darkest desires, little one... I AM Julia!"
Katie's pretty blue eyes went wide as she screamed, feeling Julia shove
her shadow dick five painful inches into her little, inexperienced
asshole all at once. "Now move! Down the stairs!" ordered Julia,
grinning with satisfaction at Katie's little yelp of protest when the
phallic object was pulled back two inches, "Or this goes ALL the way
in... ALL at once!"
"I-! Uh! Okay..." stammered Katie, feeling horribly frightened, and
almost unable to stand properly with Julia's shadow dick so firmly
lodged in her tight little asshole.
The teenager did the best she should to comply, slowly shuffling towards
the dark stairs, while outside several crashes of thunder and lightning
hit in rapid succession, more or less lighting her way. All the while,
Julia shuffled along just behind her, grabbing roughly at Katie's tits,
and painfully pinching her little pink nipples to an unwilling hardness.
While making sure to shove her shadow phallus in another quarter inch
with each step, each time soliciting a little yelp or sob from the
frightened teenager.
Finally, though, when they had at last reached the hard marble floor of
the first level of the mansion, Julia maneuvered Katie back into the
library. Once the girl was in about the center of the circular room, her
little feet upon the plush white carpeting, Julia threw Katie down on
her hands on hands and knees.
The girl cried out in surprise, feeling the long black shaft slide
quickly free of her grasping little asshole. "Ow!" she exclaimed, as the
impact with the hard wood floor beneath the carpet sent sparks of pain
up through her knees.
Katie gave her head a shake, and opened her eyes. "Oh no!" she cried,
averting her gaze from the book that lied open before her on the oak
coffee table. It was the same vulgar book that she had found when she
first arrived. The picture of the little thirteen-year-old girl being
vaginally raped by an over sized earth worm once again staring up at Katie.
"Nooo!" pleaded Katie, crying once again as she shook her head from side
to side in denial, "No more! Not again! Noooo!"
Katie tried to scramble to her feet, but found that the plush carpeting
had reached out somehow with its long white strands and bound her wrists
and ankles when she wasn't paying attention. The girl pulled back on her
arms as hard as she could, but to no avail, she was once again, bound in
place.
From somewhere behind her, Julia was chuckling to herself as the sound
of small scurrying feet entered from the foyer. "Wha-? What are you
doing?!" Katie exclaimed in a sudden panic, glancing fearfully over her
shoulder, as she struggled to get free.
"You'll see, little girl!" laughed Julia, "When I'm through with you,
you'll be a cock hungry cunt! Just like me..."
"NO!" denied Katie, shaking her head again, "I'll never be like you!
You're... You're sick!"
There was a moment's pause, before the sound of a loud slap filled the
air, and Katie shrieked as her little ass was struck hard by Julia's
merciless hand. "Owww!" the girl cried, glancing inadvertently at the
book again. This time, though, the picture had changed slightly... It
seemed to move, as though Katie was watching a movie instead of just
looking at a picture. The worm that was penetrating the young girl
seemed to be wriggling inside of her while she struggled and squirmed
against her bonds.
"Oh no! Not THAT!" she pleaded.
"Oh! Please!" laughed Julia's mocking tone, "That was years ago! I've
had lots of time to think of all sorts of perverse and depraved things
to do this time. I have some something much more interesting planned for
you, my naughty little slut!"
With that, Julia whacked Katie's adolescent ass once again, leaving a
large red welt on her right cheek. "OW! Stop it! It hurts!" the young
teenager whined, as Julia began mercilessly, and repeatedly slapping
Katie's sore ass, again and again until the girl began screaming and crying.
After several long moments, Julia ceased her assault, and stood back to
admire the redness of Katie's normally alabaster behind. She then made a
sinisterly happy noise as the sound of ragged rasping breathing came closer.
"What's that?!" demanded Katie in surprise as something cold and wet was
placed against her swollen cunt lips.
"You'll see!" chuckled Julia a little breathlessly, obviously beginning
to masturbate.
The cold wet thing was then replaced by something long, warm, and wet.
It nimbly plunged itself deep inside of Katie, causing the girl to
giggle as the long thin object explored around inside the warm wetness
of her pussy.
"Ah! No! That tickles!" the fourteen-year-old squealed, as a pleasant
tingling filled her pussy.
The sensation continued for quite some time, as the girl's pussy juices
were expertly scooped out, and presumably devoured. Soon, the object was
even licking her still tight asshole clean of tentacle cum, and Katie
could barely contain her perverse excitement as it flicked across her
inner thighs and finally her hardened little clit.
"Does it feel good, little girl?" inquired Julia with a hint of
amusement to go along with her satisfied smirk, "Does it feel good to
have your cunt licked?"
"I... Uh-! No..." Katie panted, biting her lower lip and desperately
trying to deny the glorious feeling of slowly building orgasm,
"Please... Make it stop..."
"Ya right!" laughed Julia, "This is just about to get interesting!"
But before Katie could protest further, her sweet, young little
adolescent body was wracked by her very first orgasm ever. Katie gasped,
trying not to cry out as her whole body quivered, and she felt a great
pressure release inside of her.
"I-! I-! Ohhhh! Yesssss!!!" the teenager squealed was her tight little
pussy filled with hot wet juices, only to be almost in instantly emptied
by the probing object that had brought on the sensual spasm.
Finally, though, as Katie was left panting, stuck on her hands and knees
with her cute little ass in the air, unable to collapse as she gasped
for breath, she felt something rather odd. The teenager was grabbed
around the waist by a pair of thin, but very strong, hairy arms. She
could also feel two warm blunt objects poking and prodding at her
ravaged asshole and pussy at the same time.
"Hey-! Ow! What are you doing to me now?!" the girl exclaimed, and
looked over her shoulder. What she saw made her cry in dismay and revulsion.
"Nooo..." Katie whined, no longer shocked to find a large black dog with
glowing green eyes attempting to mount her.
"I'm not doing anything," chuckled Julia, seemingly amused at Katie's
dismay, "Jonathan, on the other hand... Is going to fuck your pretty
little brains out until he blows his hot, sticky, doggy load deep inside
of you little girl!"
"Ohhh..." came Katie's pleading response, "Please... I'll do whatever
you want... Just please don't make me do this..."
"Oh! It's only fair," explained Julia, as the Doberman pincher growled
when Katie tried to squirm away, "He gave you a little orgasm with his
talented tongue, now you have to pleasure him!"
The dog thrusted forward and poor little Katie then realized that the
dog actually had two dicks. Which, when combined with the fact that it
was comprised of the same solid shadow that Julia was, was really quite
plausible. So, she gritted her teeth, and closed her eyes tightly,
trying unsuccessfully as both phalluses forced their way into her abused
little holes. The dog seemed almost aroused by the girl's sudden
shrieking yelp as it penetrated her, and began pumping in and out of
both of Katie's holes at once with increasing speed.
"Owww! They're too big! Make it stop!" The fourteen-year-old screamed,
as the relentless thrusting caused painful friction within both her
tight little holes at the same time.
But the sudden dryness of Katie's little cunt did nothing to dissuade
Jonathan the Doberman's idea that the little teenager was his own
personal fuck toy. "What's the matter, Katie, dear?" inquired Julia
sarcastically, as she fingered herself with four fingers, obviously
getting off on watching her dog fuck Katie, "Don't you like it? This IS
what you've always wanted isn't it? To be wanted? To be needed? To be
desired..? To get FUCKED?!"
"NOOOO!!!" Katie cried as the dog pushed his twin shafts as far as they
go into the girl in one hard thrust, before pulling back out half way,
and shoving them back in even farther, "Not like this..."
Julia merely smiled as the Doberman fucked the little girl for all she
was worth. His two long hard cocks shoving and pushing their way deeper
and deeper inside of Katie's body with every new thrust. In response the
girl screamed and cried, trying desperately to run away, but finding the
carpet still holding her quite firmly in place as her pussy and asshole
were stretched painfully wider and wider. But then, Jonathan's body
tensed up suddenly. His panting and growling suddenly becoming a long
grunting whine as his twin cocks suddenly expanded to twice their width,
and felt as though they were two burning hot metal shafts pounding in
and out of her. The dog was about to cum...
"Ohhhh!!! Nooooo!!!" pleaded Katie, knowing what was about to happen,
and dreading the consequences, "Please! Make him take them out! I don't
want more of that disgusting stuff inside of meeee!!!"
"Oh, but you do!" taunted Julia as the dog's remorseless rapid thrusting
became several slow, well timed jabs, "Deep down, you're just like ME!"
Katie gasped loudly as the dog grunted and howled as his twin cocks blew
their mutual loads deep inside of her. The girl began crying again as
she felt the intensely hot, sticky gobs of dog jism shoot simultaneously
from both cocks, filling both her cunt and asshole to the limit, until
it began oozing out around the sides of the shafts, and running
viscously down her tired legs.
Jonathan then began picking up speed yet again, his cocks making lewd
squishing noises as his own cum lubricated his unrelenting thrusting in
and out of Katie's exhausted little body. Thus causing large sticky
clumps of dog cum mixed with what little pussy juices the teenaged
girl's pussy had provided, to drip down from his shaft and land on the
floor.
As the blob hit the thick white carpet, a glowing white light shined up
from the floor. Katie closed her eyes tightly as the light expanded all
around her, unwilling to face what new horror that Julia had chosen to
throw at her.
"Open your eyes, cunt!" ordered Julia, suddenly pulling Katie's hair
painfully, "I can't have you passing out on me!"
"Owww!" shrieked Katie, opening her eyes as she felt the floor go from
plush carpeting to cold white marble.
As the brilliant white glare faded, Katie gulped at the sight of her
shadowy double. Julia now stood on her knees before the girl, her legs
spread wide apart, bringing Katie face to face with her own sweet little
pussy. She then noticed that the carpet and furniture had somehow
disappeared, leaving only the round row of bookshelves, the hard wood
floor stopping where the carpet had started. The same marble floor as
that in front foyer now replaced the carpet, except that it was carved
into a perfect circle. Just within the boundaries of the marble circle,
was a second circle, shallowly carved in the white marble. Within that,
was a plethora of other carved runes and symbols, as well as several
lines dividing the circle into eight equal segments. At the center of it
all, was a double dicked dog, fucking Katie on her knees as her exact
double stood before her, pulling at her hair.
"Lick it!" ordered Julia, bringing Katie back to reality, "Lick my cunt!"
"What?!" exclaimed Katie with a touch of revulsion, as she could feel
the hot doggy cum running down her inner thighs.
"Lick your own sweet little pussy," continued Julia as more of
Jonathan's cum, and Katie's pussy juices hit the floor, causing the
runes to glow slightly with an eerie green colour. "Just like you've
always wanted too..."
"No..." sobbed Katie, suddenly fearing for her life and in no mood
further her humiliation.
"I said lick my cunt, you little whore!" commanded Julia, pulling Katie
by the hair, and forcing her young mouth against her cunt, as the dog
finally slid off of Katie, dragging its twin cocks out of her sweet
little holes.
The girl could only gasp, drawing in the scent of her own young cunt as
her pussy and asshole reacted to the sudden loss by squeezing tightly
closed once again. Unfortunately, though, the emptiness that the little
teen felt was only temporary as yet another set of twin cocks entered
her from behind.
"Oh! NO More!" gasped Katie's pleading tone as Julia rubbed her pussy
and clit against Katie's pretty face while she laughed at the girl's plight.
"Oh, come on now, Katie!" the woman taunted, "That's just my German
shepherd, Maximillian. I can't just please one of my loyal puppies, now
can I? And can you honestly tell me that you don't like it? Can you say
to me that you have no interest in immortality? It can be yours you
know. You can be what I couldn't... I was too old when I cast the
ritual... But you, Katie! You're just right! You can become a being of
pure sexual energy, and still retain your human form. All that you need
do is submit... And we can become one happy little family! Of course...
You WILL still have to acquire us some fresh victims from time to time..."
Katie fell silent for a moment, as the second dog panted and let out
little yelps of pleasure as he fucked the girl's pussy and asshole. The
German shepherd, though, found the procedure much easier than the
Doberman did, as the previous dog's cum lubricated his way into the
little girl's fuck-holes.
The girl stared at the glowing runes on the floor thoughtfully for
several long moments, her body moving back and forth in time with the
hard fucking that she was receiving. Finally, though, Katie glanced up
at Julia, finding that her body was finally betraying her by accepting
the pleasure that the dog was giving her. She could actually feel her
pussy slowly fill with her own sweet juices in response to the violation.
Without a word of protest, Katie touched her tongue against Julia's
clit. It felt warm to the touch and tasted much the same as any clit
should. "Ahh! I knew you'd come around!" laughed Julia, moving Katie's
head with slow movements so that the girl would know where to lick. All
the while the little adolescent was panting and moaning softly under her
breath, truly beginning to enjoy the sensation of having her young tight
holes doubly penetrated. Although she still tried to deny it, the
sensation of a hard, long, thick, hot cock buried inside of her,
thrusting in and out, rubbing against her inner walls was truly turning
her on.
Julia's eyes were soon rolling back, as Katie's inexperienced little
tongue flicked at her hardened clit. The woman tossed her head back,
moaning uncontrollably as the fourteen-year-old's tongue finally slid up
inside her pussy. All the while her pet German shepherd continued his
frenzied fucking of the girl's body, thrusting his twin phalluses in and
out of her unrelentingly, and rapidly approaching orgasm.
"OH! Oh yes!" exclaimed Julia, pulling at Katie's hair with both hands
forcing, the captive girl to tongue-fuck her cunt as the girl moaned and
grunted incoherently.
"Do you-! OH! Agh! Like it?!" gasped Katie once Julia pulled her head up
to lick her clit once again, as the girl's poor young body began to
threaten her with a second orgasm.
"Ohhh yessss!!!" purred Julia, as Katie suddenly reached up and took
hold of her double's firm round ass cheeks with both hands for support,
"And I see that your right into it as well, aren't you, my dear? Oooooh!
You're so good for a little girl! Why, if you wanted to, you could get
away at any moment... Or do you like being fucked by a dog while licking
another girl's pussy?"
"Oh, no!" the girl moaned, "I do like it! I... AH!!! I like it A LOT!
"What do you like, little girl?" Julia asked slyly, as Katie nipped
gently at her clit.
"I-! I-! Oh my...! I like being... Fucked!" the girl exclaimed, as her
whole body quivered, seemingly stuck just on the brink of orgasm, "And I
like licking other girl's pussies!"
"Fucked by what?" inquired Julia, making soft little gasps in time with
the girl's movements on her clit.
"DOGS!" Katie exclaimed as she came, "I liked being fucked by dogs!
Ohhhh! Ahhh! Julia-! I-! Oooh! I love it!!!"
"Mmmm... So then, are you going to fetch us some of your young little
high school chums?" chuckled Julia, smearing her juices all over Katie's
innocent, looking face with grinding hip movements. "Are you willing to
acquire more young little girls to play with, my dearest little Katie?"
Oh! YES!" Katie gasped, "Anything!!!"
"Anything to stay young and beautiful forever?" asked Julia, smiling as
she noticed the dog's muscles all tense up, "Because that's what'll
happen if you stay... That's what'll happen if you cum, little girl.
Your being fucked right on top of the ritual circle, and if anymore of
your pussy juices hit the floor it'll activate fully... And then, it's
just a matter of you accepting the gift!"
"That's what... What I want!" Katie panted, her whole body shivering,
her pale
skin becoming flushed as she found herself unable to cum, "I'll do
anything! Oh! Mmmm... Yessss!!! Oh, Julia..! Please just let me cum!"
"Not yet, little girl," teased Julia, whose body was shaking as well,
"Not until you make me and my little puppy cum first! Then you can taste
immortality! Ohhh! Oooh! Katie, you little slut..! You're making meeee-!
OH! YES!!! Ahhh!"
Katie gripped Julia's ass cheeks as firmly as her delicate little hands
could manage as the woman's juices exploded across her little face. She
quickly and franticly lapped it up as the sweet juices ran freely from
her double's tight cunt, soon finding her own body beginning to finally
react fully to her constant fucking.
Katie literally screamed into Julia's pussy as her fourteen-year-old
body was wracked with orgasm. Tears of joy ran down Katie's face as she
gave in completely to the sudden release, her mind clouding over almost
completely, while she bucked back against Maximillian, trying to get as
much of his huge twin black cocks inside of her as possible.
The dog howled, just as thunder crashed outside and Katie almost laughed
as she cried out against the wonderful, ecstatic feeling of having her
cunt and asshole simultaneously filled with hot spewing dog cum.
"Ahhh! Oooh! Yesss!!!" she cried, digging her nails into Julia's ass
cheeks as almost collapsed as the dog pressed down on her harder,
pumping her young holes so full of his jism that it spewed out the
sides, and splattered everywhere.
The runes reacted instantly, and little Katie could feel their power as
she struggled not to come down form her orgasm. "I accept! I accept!"
she cried, "Oh! Yes-! Take me, Max! Take meeee!!!"
Katie's pussy juices flooded the dog's cock, and every thrust he made
sent the fourteen-year-old girl's juices spraying out in all directions,
to wash over everything. The mixture of dog cum and the juices from
Katie's pussy completing the ritual, and causing the circle to flow
power into her young body. The girl could feel the energy course through
her veins, as she just kept cumming, and cumming. The girl soon half
wondered if she'd ever stop, but at that moment Katie just didn't care.
Soon she became vaguely aware that the dog had stopped fucking her, but
was pleased to notice that both dogs had begun licking her cunt and
asshole clean of their mutual messes.
"Welcome, Katie..." she heard Julia's soft, caring voice purr, as if
from far away, "You're immortal now. You can have all the cock and cunt
you can handle. And trust me, you'll find yourself to be quite
insatiable... Your clit and nipples will always be hard from now on. And
your pussy will become wet at the mere sight of some one that your
attracted you."
Katie sighed, and smiled up at Julia, wiping the sweat from her brow. "I
think I rather like that idea," she replied thoughtfully, "But I feel...
'Hungry'..."
"Then you will need to lure someone into your clutches," replied Julia,
running her fingers through the girl's hair as she idly licked her
pussy, "My preference is for young teenaged school girls, of course,
preferably form some upper class private school... But that's just me.
You can have anyone or anything you want. Nothing's too good for my
little girl... My beautiful little daughter..."
Katie smiled mischievously and replied, "Mmmm... I think I know how I
can accommodate you though, mommy."
"Oh, really?!" chuckled Julia, shifting her form to resemble her own
mortal vistage, "And just what do you have in mind, little one? Just how
are you going to make your 'mommy' happy? Hmmm..?
Katie gave Julia's clit a deep kiss. "Oh... I was thinking of arranging
a sleep over, a slumber party actually," the girl explained, "Sort of a
way to get to know some of the girl's at my school a little bit
better... With my mommy's permission of course..."
Julia sighed contentedly, and dropped to her knees, where she gave Katie
a deep, passionate kiss. "Of course, my lovely dearest, child," she
replied, "You may do as you please... Especially when it involves
bringing fresh, young little virgin pussies into the house!"
"Thank you, mommy..." Katie replied hugging the woman as her pretty blue
eyes glowed an eerie green...
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