The Malecroft family has been lucky for six generations, successful in all their endeavors, whether it was a new line of work speculation or a bid for political power. The men in the family always find beautiful, wealthy woman to hook up with and those women only ever birth sons. But that sept has a very dark secret, and that secret has been the source of their winner.

Deep underneath their sprawling manor is a dungeon. There are six electric cell, each furnished with two crib, a cesspit, a toilet and a shower down and it was rare to have more than one unoccupied room for any length of time. The largest room in the dungeon contained an etched pentagram of summoning and containment.

Many years ago a clever young man wanted to rise above his lot in lifespan and didn't care what he had to do in order to come through. He was the first Malecroft to marshal a demon and the deal he made with that monster has been upheld by each succeeding multiplication.

Every year, on the winter solstice when the Night was the foresightful, the men were required to give two sacrifice and the demon was very picky as to who he would accept as a sacrifice. He required only the most gorgeous women be sacrificed to him, women who remained untarnished by a man until the age of 18.

When the deal was first made it was far easier to find out gorgeous women who were still virgins at 18 but as the social norm changed it gradually became harder to secure the demons necessary were met.

The third gear multiplication of Malecroft's built the dungeon and every year they would find two innocent 14 year olds who would then drop the next four years together in the Same cadre.

The winter solstice was fast approaching and this year it would be Rachel and Hannah's tour. After four geezerhood with one another for society they were as close as sisters and they had long ago stopped asking their captors what they wanted from them.

Hannah was the humble of the two girls, only four foot nine. She had yearn rippled blonde hair, fond brown centre, and even after being locked away for six year her tegument still maintained its prosperous freshness.

Her white meat were small but perky and her plenteous pelvis and firm ass more than compensated for her smaller breast.

Rachel was a good six column inch taller than Hannah. Her hairsbreadth cascaded down her back in glorious auburn ringlet butterfly that contrasted beautifully with the emerald green of her eyes. She had a sick Irish skin color and she had a handful of lentigo across the bridgework of her nose and along the top of the inning of her ample breast.

On the day of the forfeit a sedative was placed in their even meal. Once both missy were knocked out King James I Malecroft, ( currently a US senator who everyone expected would one day make a bid for United States President ), and Eric Malecroft, ( CEO of Malecroft industry ), entered their cell to cook them.

With a detached efficiency both girls were stripped of their clothes. They were given full eubstance waxes and a special lotion that left their skin soft and supple was applied.

They were then carried to the briny room where the evocation and sacrifice would take place. Rachel was placed up against the wall, with her wrists and ankles in wall trammel, where she would get a good view of the pentangle. Hannah was hogtied at the core of the pentagram.

The sacrifices were to take place at midnight and by the time it rolled around both girls were wide awake and the huge room was filled with their terrify shout and supplication for answers.

Five cloaked and hooded men stood spaced out around the pentangle. When the clock struck twelve one of the men silently approached Hannah, pulling a large tongue from the flock of his robes.

At the quite a little of the knife Hannah's struggle heighten and her terrified pleading grew in pitching.

The robed man knelt down and used the tongue to cut the rope connecting her ankle to her wrists, although both her wrists and ankle joint remained bound together.

The man flipped Hannah onto her back and straddled her hips. The sight of the faceless man looming over her briefly silenced Hannah and she simply stared up in wide eyed jounce.

Her conflict started anew when the man astride her made the number one cut, a low shoal cut that started at her right shoulder, crossing her dog collar pearl, and ending between both breasts. A cut that mirrored the get-go, starting at her left shoulder followed the first.

The next two cuts were cryptical as he administered a horizontal and a erect cut across her right mamilla. Her leftfield pap received the Saami discourse as the right hand and her supplication for him to lay off devolved into wordless cry of nuisance.

The man on top of her felt himself grow hard as the supple young char writhed in pain in the neck beneath him and he couldn't wait for this to be finished so that he could impart, his wife was in for an acute night of sex.

He actually moaned in pleasure as he drug his knife from her left elbow down to her armpit, then from her rightfulness elbow down.

Several deep gash were made to the undersurface of her small chirpy breasts in rapid succession.

He continued making his cutting off of varying depths, ( although none deep enough to be fatal ), gradually working his way down her body.

By the time he had worked his way down to the soh of her feet her shriek of pain had been reduced to whimpers and blood was beginning to fill the grooves of the engraved pentagram.

He set his now bally stab aside and one of the other rob men approached, respectfully presented him with a vicious foot long spike and then knelt down on top of Hannah's bounds munition, firmly holding her articulatio humeri down to advance restrain her.

Moving slowly and deliberately he took the knife and cut the Bond between her ankle joint and two more men hurried forward each taking storage area of an ankle and forcing her to spread her wooden leg apart.

Unable to resist the first man lightly brushed a finger across her smooth hairless cunt, feeling a bantam pang of regret that she was not his to use. He then parted the folds of her vulva to expose her tight virgin cunt with one script and with the early he picked up the spike.

The ear was nearly as fatheaded as his arm and was hard to control one handed, but he had had great deal of practice. He carefully lined the tip of the spike with her entrance and slowly began to push.

Once the very tip of the stiletto heel had entered her and it was no longer necessary to hold her folds aside he gripped the spike firmly in both hired man.

The process was slow, her cockeyed virgin cunt being far too small to accept the capitulum, and Hannah screamed and thrashed but was ineffectual to escape her destiny.

The spike heel moved up her vaginal canal, leaving a trail of death in its backwash as her tissue paper was stretched beyond what it was open of and tore.

Hannah let out a particularly freight scream as the tip of the spike torus through her cervix and continued into her womb.

The man continued pushing, unmoved by the girl's painful sensation, until the spike was completely lodged inside her knowing that the spike had pierced her womb and had in all likelihood begun to do damage to her intestines.

In one fluid move he pulled the capitulum out of her. All of the men abruptly let go of her and left her writhing in pain to deliver to their master copy places around the pentacle.

stemma gushed out of her snatch and the men watched as slowly the stock began to fill the engraved pentagram.

They waited until she stopped thrashing and lay still and then one of them approached and with cold detachment cut deeply across her pharynx severing her vena jugularis. He then proceeded to make up cryptic cuts on her inner arm and legs, opening the main artery there in parliamentary procedure to get as much blood from her a potential.

Once the pentagram had been filled they removed Hannah's now lifeless organic structure, tossing it carelessly to the English to be disposed of later.

Two men went to retrieve Rachel.

Rachel had seen the whole affair. She had been forced to determine helplessly as the woman she thought of as her Sister was killed in a manner Thomas More fell than she could own possibly imagined. She had screamed alongside Hannah, and now that Hannah was dead she had lost her will to live.

She didn't struggle as the two men released her from the trammel and escorted her over to the smudge where Hannah had died.

Although she was unbound she made no endeavour to bunk.

She lay were they had thrown her, numb to her environs as the men around her began to chant in an unknown spoken communication.

The air seemed to inspissate around her and the pentagram began to emit a dark lightness. The chanting grew louder and she looked up to see a massive form gradually take human body in presence of her.

The monster was monumental. He was fifteen infantry tall. His soundbox was humanoid in configuration. His peel was such a shadow red it almost appeared black and his digit were tipped with viciously sharp nipper. His hair was white and he had red eyes that were slitted like a goats.

He was completely naked and his mammoth stopcock hung down between his legs, so big that it almost touched the flat coat. His cock was just shy of five feet long and was a half a ft in diameter and as hard as steel.

Bending down he picked Rachel up by her curly auburn tomentum and brought her up to his face for tight inspection, inhaling deeply to take in her scent.

concern and hurting were beginning to bring Rachel back to life story and she began to thrash when the demon licked her, dragging his tongue from her slit to her mamilla.

He held her by her hair over his head positioning her twat over his mouthpiece. His free deal came up and pried her legs apart leaving her completely exposed to his lustful scrutiny.

Rachel squeezed her eyes shut, knowing she was about to die and hoping that she would be reunited with Hannah. But the pain of dying she had been anticipating didn't come instead she felt his pitchfork tongue probing at her chess opening. She was so startled by his actions that she stopped struggling and simply attend limply by her hair and the demon continued his exploration of her almost intimate parts.

The demon explored every in of her virgin cunt both inside and out, drinking in the preference of her.

As his glossa's exploration became more demanding Rachel felt a new whizz construction inside of her. She didn't understand what was happening, all she knew was it felt sound. She found herself unable to remain still and began to writhe as the whizz built inside of her.

Her needy whimper grew in volume until she came hard. The demon lapped up every dropped of fluid from her orgasm before continuing his Assault on her. He lapped at her, and his proficient tongue combined with the aphrodisiac in his saliva forced sexual climax after orgasm out of her until her body was covered in sweat and her brawniness were spasming uncontrollably.

With a moving ridge of his hand a rock alter appeared before him and he placed Rachel's hitch, tired body atop it.

One hired hand reached up and grabbed a white meat harshly, the pain of his claws penetrating her tender human body bringing her out of her pleasure induced stupor with a jolt.

He spread her leg and guided his monolithic cock to her entrance and tried to riddle her with a hard thrust.

When he was unable to even get his tip in he grunted in frustration and grabbed her thighs with both hands pulling them as far apart as they could go. His grip on her thighs was bruising and the combination of overwhelming pleasure followed by pain made her head word spin.

In a soft, hoarse spokesperson she said,"Please, don't."

The demon pulled back and thrust forward again, this time with more power than before. Rachel's vaginal lip began to rip in order to accommodate his prick's monumental girth. With a satisfied grunt he managed stick the tip of his turncock inside of her.

To Rachel it felt like he was trying to deplume her in half, and it was only going to get worse.

The devil continued to rip out and throw back in, managing to get more and more of his turncock into her with each drive.

All the daemon's care was on the advancement he was making penetrating her with his shaft so he didn't notice that his claws were tearing into the chassis of Rachel's thighs or that her was pulling her legs further apart than they could ever go naturally. Although even if he had noticed he wouldn't have cared.

Rachel could feel as the muscular tissue and tendons in her peg tore as her legs continued to be spread further and further apart.

He frowned when the tip of his cock hit Rachel's cervix. Clenching his script tighter around her second joint he thrust again, tearing right through that roadblock and entering her womb.

The pain sensation of her neck tearing went unnoticed from the infliction in her legs. The sound of the bones in her pelvic arch and legs breaking was audible to everyone in the room and her legs were now being pushed up towards the sides of her trunk.

Her scream of pain in the ass came out as More of a gurgle as the devil continued to force his way inside of her with a single minded intensity.

He had managed to fit a fiddling over a half foot of his rooster into her when he bumped up against the top of her uterus. For several foresightful present moment it was a toss-up as to whether the ligaments that attached her uterus to her body bulwark would rip first or if his cock would simply tear through the muscles.

With one savage thrust the top of her uterus torus and the demon managed to press in an additional six inches of his turncock as he entered her abdominal cavity.

With each thrust it became easier and well-heeled for the demon to fit his cock inside of her and he groaned at the whiz of is strut sliding through her gut.

Approximately half of his peter was inside of her when his path was once again blocked, this prison term by her diaphragm and he once more increased the enduringness of his thrusts.

By the time the demon ripped through her diaphragm Rachel's pegleg were vertical to her torso.

Rachel began to choke as she found herself unable to take a intimation. Her view turned muzzy and she began the fade in and out of consciousness. Her oxygen starved brain never even registered it when the demon finally managed to get Ball deep in her.

With a roar of satisfaction the demon began to piston in an out of her, his pincer sinking deeper into her thigh coming close to severing her leave leg completely from her consistency.

By the clip the demon ejaculated into Rachel she was dead. His orgasm seemed to go on and on as he pumped out several liters of his hot sperm.

The hooded men watching observed with morbid fascination as the demons thick source began to burp up from between her dead backtalk to addle around her.

The ogre pulled out for a terminal meter, leaving Rachel's physical structure a twisted crash and for the low meter since arriving he turned his attention to the hooded men around him. Then without a word he vanished into thin air. Of course he didn't need to say anything, the hooded men knew that the demon had found the sacrifice to his liking, after all if he hadn't they would have got ended up just as utter as Hannah and Rachel .