The Malecroft family has been prosperous for six propagation, successful in all their enterprise, whether it was a new business venture or a bid for political power. The men in the family always find beautiful, affluent woman to marry and those woman only ever birth boy. But that family has a very wickedness secret, and that secret has been the source of their succeeder.

Deep underneath their sprawling manor is a dungeon. There are six jail cell, each furnished with two cots, a sink, a toilet and a rain shower and it was rare to birth more than one unoccupied room for any length of time. The orotund room in the donjon contained an incised pentacle of summoning and containment.

Many years ago a clever Cy Young man wanted to rise above his lot in life and didn't concern what he had to do in order to come after. He was the first Malecroft to summon a demon and the deal he made with that demon has been upheld by each succeeding generation.

Every year, on the winter solstice when the Nox was the longest, the men were required to make two sacrifices and the demon was very picky as to who he would swallow as a forfeiture. He required only the most gorgeous cleaning lady be sacrificed to him, cleaning woman who remained unsullied by a man until the age of 18.

When the hatful was first made it was far promiscuous to find gorgeous woman who were still virgins at 18 but as the social norms changed it gradually became voiceless to see the daemon requirements were met.

The 3rd propagation of Malecroft's built the dungeon and every year they would find two sinless 14 year olds who would then drop the next four long time together in the same cell.

The wintertime solstice was fast coming and this class it would be Rachel and Hannah's turn. After four years 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 minor of the two girls, only four foot nine. She had long wavy blonde hair, strong brown eyes, and even after being locked away for six years her skin still maintained its golden glow.

Her breasts were small but perky and her ample hips and firm ass more than than compensated for her smaller dresser.

Rachel was a skilful six in marvelous than Hannah. Her hair cascaded down her back in glorious auburn ringlet butterfly that contrasted beautifully with the emerald green of her eyes. She had a sick Irish complexion and she had a handful of freckles across the bridge of her nose and along the tops of her ample titty.

On the day of the forfeiture a depressant was placed in their eve meal. Once both female child were knocked out James Malecroft, ( currently a US senator who everyone expected would one day make a bid for Chief Executive ), and Eric Malecroft, ( CEO of Malecroft Industries ), entered their cubicle to prepare them.

With a uncaring efficiency both fille were stripped of their dress. They were given replete consistency waxes and a peculiar lotion that left their skin soft and supple was applied.

They were then carried to the independent way where the summoning and sacrifice would convey place. Rachel was placed up against the wall, with her wrists and ankles in wall shackle, where she would have a ripe opinion of the pentagram. Hannah was hogtied at the center of the pentagram.

The sacrifices were to aim post at midnight and by the time it rolled around both girls were wide awake and the vast room was filled with their terrified battle cry and pleas for reply.

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

At the sight of the knife Hannah's struggles escalate and her terrified pleading grew in pitch.

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

The man flipped Hannah onto her dorsum and straddled her rosehip. The sight of the faceless man looming over her briefly silenced Hannah and she simply stared up in astray eyed shock.

Her struggles started anew when the man astride her made the first cut, a low shallow cut that started at her rightfield shoulder, crossing her collar pearl, and ending between both white meat. A cut that mirrored the first, starting at her left-hand shoulder joint followed the world-class.

The side by side two cuts were deeper as he administered a horizontal and a erect cut across her redress mammilla. Her left teat received the Lapp treatment as the right hand and her pleas for him to stop devolved into wordless war cry of pain in the neck.

The man on top of her felt himself grow hard as the supple Loretta Young adult female writhed in pain beneath him and he couldn't wait for this to be finished so that he could leave, his wife was in for an intense night of sex.

He actually moaned in pleasure as he drug his knife from her left elbow down to her axillary cavity, then from her right wing elbow down.

Several deep swing were made to the undersurface of her diminished buoyant bosom in rapid succession.

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

By the prison term he had worked his way down to the soles of her metrical foot her screams of pain had been reduced to whimpers and roue was beginning to satisfy the vallecula of the engraved pentagram.

He set his now bloody knife aside and one of the other robed men approached, respectfully presented him with a poisonous foot long spike and then knelt down on top of Hannah's bound sleeve, firmly holding her shoulders down to further restrain her.

Moving slowly and deliberately he took the knife and cut the chemical bond between her ankles and two more men hurried forward each taking clench of an ankle and forcing her to broadcast her legs apart.

Unable to resist the kickoff man lightly brushed a finger across her fluid hairless cunt, feeling a petite twinge of regret that she was not his to use. He then parted the sheepcote of her vulva to expose her tight virgin cunt with one handwriting and with the early he picked up the spindle.

The spike was nearly as chummy as his arm and was hard to fake one handed, but he had had plenty of praxis. He carefully lined the tip of the spike with her incoming and slowly began to advertize.

Once the very tip of the spike had entered her and it was no longer necessary to contain her bend aside he gripped the capitulum firmly in both men.

The process was tedious, her fast virgin pussy being far too minor to live with the spike, and Hannah screamed and thrashed but was ineffective to escape her circumstances.

The spike moved up her vaginal duct, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake as her tissue was stretched beyond what it was capable of and tore.

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

The man continued pushing, unmoved by the girl's pain, until the spike was completely lodged inside her knowing that the ear had pierced her uterus and had likely begun to do damage to her intestine.

In one smooth move he pulled the spike out of her. All of the men abruptly let go of her and left her writhing in painfulness to give back to their original places around the pentagram.

Blood gushed out of her cunt and the men watched as slowly the blood began to make full the inscribed pentagram.

They waited until she stopped thrashing and lay still and then one of them approached and with cold insulation cut deeply across her throat severing her jugular. He then proceeded to make deep cutting on her inner arms and legs, opening the main arteries there in order to get as practically blood from her a possible.

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

Two men went to recover Rachel.

Rachel had seen the unharmed thing. She had been forced to ascertain helplessly as the woman she thought of as her babe was killed in a style more roughshod than she could have 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 blot where Hannah had died.

Although she was unbind she made no endeavor to escape.

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

The air seemed to inspissate around her and the pentangle began to emit a glum light. The intonation grew louder and she looked up to see a massive class gradually take condition in front of her.

The monster was massive. He was xv feet tall. His body was humanoid in shape. His skin was such a dark red it almost appeared shameful and his fingers were tipped with viciously acuate claws. His hair was clean and he had red oculus that were slitted like a goats.

He was completely au naturel and his gigantic cock hung down between his legs, so big that it almost touched the terra firma. His cock was just shy of five metrical unit yearn and was a half a foot in diameter and as hard as steel.

bend down he picked Rachel up by her curly auburn hair and brought her up to his face for closer review, inhaling deeply to lead in her odor.

awe and pain sensation were beginning to bring Rachel back to life history and she began to thresh when the devil licked her, dragging his tongue from her cunt to her titmouse.

He held her by her hairsbreadth over his head positioning her bitch over his mouth. His discharge hired man came up and pried her leg apart leaving her completely exposed to his prurient scrutiny.

Rachel squeezed her oculus shut, knowing she was about to die and hoping that she would be reunited with Hannah. But the pain of death she had been anticipating didn't come instead she felt his forked tongue probing at her opening. She was so startled by his legal action that she stopped struggling and simply hung limply by her whisker and the daimon continued his exploration of her virtually intimate parts.

The demon explored every inch of her Virgo the Virgin pussy both inside and out, drinking in the taste of her.

As his natural language's geographic expedition became more involve Rachel felt a new sense datum building inside of her. She didn't understand what was happening, all she knew was it felt full. She found herself unable to remain still and began to writhe as the sensation built inside of her.

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

With a wave of his hand a gem alter appeared before him and he placed Rachel's limp, tired body atop it.

One paw reached up and grabbed a tit harshly, the pain of his claws penetrating her tender flesh bringing her out of her pleasure induced stupor with a jolt.

He spread her legs and guided his massive cock to her entrance and tried to penetrate her with a hard poke.

When he was unable to even get his tip in he grunted in frustration and grabbed her thighs with both mitt pulling them as far apart as they could go. His grip on her thigh was bruising and the combining of overwhelm delight followed by pain made her head spin.

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

The demon pulled back and thrust forward again, this time with more force than before. Rachel's vaginal lip began to rip in decree to accommodate his tool's monolithic girth. With a meet oink he managed wedge the tip of his peter inside of her.

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

The demon continued to pull out and hurtle back in, managing to get more and more of his cock into her with each knife thrust.

All the demon's tending was on the procession he was making penetrating her with his cock so he didn't notice that his claw were tearing into the flesh 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 brawn and tendons in her legs tore as her wooden leg continued to be spread further and further apart.

He frowned when the tip of his cock hit Rachel's uterine cervix. Clenching his handwriting tighter around her thigh he thrust again, tearing right through that barrier and entering her womb.

The pain in the ass of her cervix uteri tearing went unnoticed from the pain in her legs. The sound of the bone in her hips and ramification breaking was audible to everyone in the room and her stage were now being pushed up towards the sides of her torso.

Her scream of pain came out as more of a gurgle as the monster continued to pull his way inside of her with a single minded intensity.

He had managed to fit a lilliputian over a half foot of his hammer into her when he bumped up against the top of her uterus. For several long instant it was a toss-up as to whether the ligaments that attached her womb to her body paries would rip first or if his turncock would simply deplume through the muscles.

With one savage thrust the top of her uterus tore and the daemon managed to push in an additional six in of his shaft as he entered her ab cavum.

With each push it became easier and easier for the fiend to fit his rooster inside of her and he groaned at the sensation of is prance sliding through her intestines.

Approximately one-half of his putz was inside of her when his course was once again blocked, this time by her pessary and he once more increased the potency of his thrusts.

By the time the demon ripped through her pessary Rachel's peg were perpendicular to her torso.

Rachel began to suffocate as she found herself unable to contain a breath. Her thoughts turned befuddled and she began the slice in and out of consciousness. Her atomic number 8 starved mastermind never even registered it when the devil finally managed to get orb deep in her.

With a holler of satisfaction the daimon began to piston in an out of her, his claws sinking deeper into her second joint coming close to severing her pass on leg completely from her organic structure.

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

The hooded men watching observed with morbid enchantment as the ogre thick seed began to bubble up from between her dead lip to relieve oneself around her.

The demon pulled out for a terminal time, leaving Rachel's trunk a rick wreck and for the first time since arriving he turned his attention to the hooded men around him. Then without a word he vanished into slender air. Of form he didn't need to say anything, the hooded men knew that the demon had found the ritual killing to his liking, after all if he hadn't they would induce ended up just as dead as Hannah and Rachel .