Incest/Taboo The Apprentice

The Bookshop

Sara was trudging home from yet another hard day at work. Once again wishing that she could have stayed at university for another few years and not entered the awful world of work. Why an English Literature graduate had to work in a bank was yet another mystery she couldn't understand, she wanted to be a writer but apparently no one was willing to buy a book from a nobody without any experience. Finally topping it all off it was freezing cold and damp as only the British winter weather could provide. Even wrapped in her thick, long coat she felt frozen through and thoroughly miserable.

She was still nearly twenty minutes away from home and was beginning to wonder whether hypothermia or depression would kill her first when she saw the little side street which she walked past every day but never went down. It looked liked it skimmed around the centre of town probably saving minutes from her journey but she wasn't sure and so had never tried it. Now however the weather convinced her it had to be worth a try. At worst she figured it would go the wrong way and she only be even later home and colder than she already was.

So Sara took the turning, walking down the quiet street away from the bright lights and busy streets of the town centre. A few cars swept past as she continued on down the road which pleasingly still seemed to be going the right way. Sara ran her hand through her wet, shoulder length brown hair trying to get some of the water out, now hoping that she might actually get home in time for her favorite soap. The road mostly contained houses, fairly poor quality ones at that but occasionally dotted between them were a few shops. They had obviously been around a while, some were boarded up and all had seen more profitable days before the urban landscape had changed and the new shopping centre had moved people away from here to the other side of town. Sara thought it was kind of sad but still she knew she'd never shop somewhere so uncool as round here.

After having walked about half down the road the heavens opened and the rain really began pouring down. Sara was going to get totally soaked and she didn't want her new black mini-skirt and top to get ruined. So she dived into the closest of the shops in an attempt to stay dry. It seemed to be some sort of bookshop and as she entered she noticed it was called 'Tomes of Light and Dark'. A stupid name she figured as she shut the shop door behind her.

Looking round Sara noticed that it wasn't a normal bookshop, all the books looked old with plain dark covers covered in silvery writing, much of which wasn't in English. She'd been in some pretty horrible bookshops in her student days looking for course texts but this was defiantly the worst, nothing looked appealing and even worth picking up let alone reading. Still the rain didn't look like stopping anytime soon so she thought she'd look around, maybe she could find a cheap copy of one of the classics she liked.

Sara dropped this idea as she began to wander between the shelves, the books all seemed very odd. Those which she could read the titles of were things like 'The Occult Magick of the Amazon', 'Guide to the Dark Dimension', 'John Dee's Rituals', 'Demon Summoning' and 'Aleistar Crowley's Full Works'. Sara thought she'd heard of the last guy, some sort of mystic from before the Second World War. However the odd books didn't disturb half as much as the things which were dotted around the book shelves. All manner of weird items such as wands, amulets, funny little dolls, jars of unidentifiable items and even skulls of very weird animals which Sara couldn't tell if they were real or not.

The whole place was freaking her out and rain or not she decided to leave. But as she passed the last shelf before the door a book caught her eye. It big gold letters on the plain black leather cover was the title 'Sex Rituals in Black Magick'. She giggled quietly maybe it was just a strange porn shop after all. Still her curiosity had been awakened so she picked the book up.

Sara opened the book at a random page and gasped in shock at what she saw. She figured herself to be quite a worldly 21 year old and she done things at university that she'd never want her mother to know about but this was shocking even to her. The page she opened depicted a collection of half-animal, half-human very obviously male creatures fucking a group of young human women. Sara couldn't fully understand what was written underneath the image it appeared to be in a very old form of English but it seemed to describe the ritual required to summon these creatures and how a girl could control them by doing things Sara figured most girls would throw up just thinking about.

Still she wasn't one of those girls and her morbid curiosity had gotten the better of her so she began turning the pages. Each one was just as obscene as the first with humans, animals and all manner of monsters committing obscene acts each followed by a barely decipherable description of the ritual. It was disgusting and more than a little creepy but Sara couldn't put it down and kept reading, some of the pictures were even beginning to excite her a little bit, the guys in the pictures and not just the human ones had the most amazing dicks she'd ever seen. As she continued to flick through the pages she began to imagine herself with the various monsters and a damp warmth began to spread in her pussy and her nipples which topped her large, pert breasts began to poke through the thin fabric of her top.

"I see you found something that interests you, do you wish to buy it?" A soft feminine voice said from behind Sara. She jumped at the sudden noise, she'd hadn't heard anyone else in the shop. Somewhat embarrassed she shut the book and turned around, knowing that her face was going bright red.

"Um no, I'm just looking" Sara managed to stammer out as she turned. She could now see who had spoken, it was a girl who looked in her twenties but held herself much more seriously than anyone Sara had met of her age. She was very beautiful with perfect soft, pale skin, delicate features and long, incredibly silky midnight black hair. Sara felt a tad jealous thinking no girl should look that pretty, it just wasn't fair.

However she took some comfort from the stupid gothy way the girl dressed, she was wearing tight black jeans which whilst flattering of her shapely body just weren't hip these days. Similarly the tiny lacy, black crop top she wore showed off a lot of her perfect breasts but it looked so 1990's. Then she really ruined things with her black lipstick, nail varnish and eye shadow which just looked awful. Though Sara had to admit she quite liked the high heeled black shoes the girl had on and absently wondered where she might get some for herself.

The gothy girl spoke again in her soft but strangely forceful voice, "Don't be embarrassed that's one of my favourite books too. The illustrations are just delightful aren't they?".

"Yeah I guess. If you like that sort of thing." Sara answered, even more creeped out by this strange girl than the weird shop. Not caring that it was still pouring down outside Sara put the book on the shelf and started to open the door.

"Please don't leave yet. I can tell you do like that sort of thing." Sara froze as the girl spoke, transfixed by her dark eyes and soft voice. She wanted to leave but this dark, mysterious girl was just too entrancing, her beauty and her obvious power were beginning to make Sara feel very small.

"I....I have to go home." Sara quietly said not really believing it herself and shutting the door again as she spoke.

"No you can stay. I can teach so much and show you things more fabulous than anything in that book." The girl had walked right up in front of Sara now and she could smell the rich, delightful perfume she was wearing.

"I don't understand, who are you?" Sara asked as she stared into the beautiful face on the girl.

"My name's Emily Johnston and I'm a mage. I've studied magick for over a century and taught many apprentices in that time but none had your potential Sara." The girl answered.

It sounded strange this girl couldn't be over 100 years old and how did she know Sara's name but Sara didn't really care anymore. The book, the shop and especially the girl were losing their creepiness and becoming much more exciting. Magick and it's dark secrets were something Sara had never even thought about before but now they were laid before her and Sara wanted to be part of it.

"I want to learn it all." Sara said, letting a big smile cross her face.

"You will my apprentice." Emily said as she lent towards Sara.

Sara just stood stunned as Emily kissed her, pressing her soft, black painted lips against her own red ones. She then felt Emily's arms wrap around her, one hand on her back the other squeezing her pert arse through her skirt. With a mixture of surprise and lust Sara opened her mouth and Emily thrust her tongue in, licking Sara's tongue, tasting her. Sara began licking back, tasting the sweetness of the mage as she returned her embrace, pushing their hot bodies together, crushing their big, firm tits against each other.

But just as suddenly as it had begun Emily pulled away, leaving Sara shocked she had not only kissed another girl but had loved it too.

"Be calm apprentice, we have a long night ahead of us as you become initiated." Emily said as she walked towards the back of the shop.

"We....kissed....but....you're a girl." Sara mumbled as her finger touched her lips on which she could still taste Emily.

"Of course and we will become a lot closer yet. Apprentice and Mistress are always lovers." Emily replied with a sexy but oddly wicked smile on her face, "Now come we must go to the temple."

A little of the fear returned to Sara, she knew she could leave now but the idea, so alien to her, of getting closer to that girl overcame any worries she had and so she followed Emily through a door at the back of the shop.

The door had led down a long wooden staircase and Sara was now standing beside Emily at the entrance to a huge underground temple. It had obviously been carved from the rock itself but entirely painted black, a huge task Sara thought, one Emily could never have done herself. The temple was incredibly grand with tall carved pillars in two long rows and massive carved friezes on the walls picturing much the same things as in the book Sara had but now the images were really getting her horny, she could see her nipples poking through her thin top and could feel dampness spreading in her panties. In the centre of the temple between the rows of columns was a huge magick circle marked on the ground with marble, in the middle of the circle was a huge alter as big as a double bed, around the base of it were more carved images these even more obscene the those on the walls. Sara couldn't really understand it but these made her even hornier.

"It's amazing!" She gasped.

"Yes it is. It is an ancient Roman temple dedicated to the Demon Princes of Hell. I discovered it in 1923 and after a little renovation it has been perfect for my needs" Said Emily, "Now remove your clothes apprentice".

"What?" A surprised Sara asked as she watched Emily pull off her lacy top to release her massive breasts, her little pink nipples clearly erect.

"Follow my orders Sara, I want your sexy little body to be naked." Emily answered as she pulled off her Jeans and shoes, now standing totally naked and glorious before Sara.

Sara even more aroused by her Mistress's naked body and began pulling off her own clothes, her coat first then her top, mini-skirt, boots and panties so that she too was naked.

"You're very beautiful Sara. Such big breasts and oh look, your wet already. Just don't get too excited my apprentice, at least not yet." Emily said as she ran her long black fingernail across Sara's chest, digging in to her flesh slightly, leaving a red mark and sending erotic shivers down Sara's spine.

"Now come." Emily said walking towards the alter. Sara watched her pert arse wiggle briefly then followed her. "Once you enter the magick circle the ritual begins and you must not leave it, no matter what. This is very important Sara, do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress." Sara answered.

As she crossed the threshold of the circle she sensed a barrier go up around the circle, invisible but definitely there. She moved to stand directly in front of Emily and just stood silent, waiting for instructions.

Emily began speaking in a strange language, one Sara had never heard before and then she reached under the alter pulling a small black pot from a hidden cupboard. She stuck her hand inside then pulled it out dripping in a thick, sticky, clear oil. She quickly, whilst still chanting in the strange language began covering herself in it. Within moments her whole body dripped with the gooey oil, glistening off her perfect curves. Staring at this sight Sara just wanted to thrust her fingers into herself, desperate to release some of the erotic tension building up between her thighs but knew she must not, knowing that any such move could ruin the ritual.

Emily then turned her attention to Sara and began rubbing the stuff over her. Sara could barely contain a moan as the warm, sweet smelling liquid was put onto her. Emily's hands took slow careful attention over her entire body, taking extra time on Sara's ripe tits, pussy and arse. The feeling was too much and Sara's juices began dripping down her thighs to mix with the oil that covered her legs.

Emily then returned the pot to under the alter and began chanting again with the two girls facing one another, both their naked bodies were dripping the oil into small pools around their feet. The chanting got louder and louder and Sara could feel the energy growing in the circle then Emily suddenly went quiet and gently guided Sara onto the altar, laying her down on her back on the black stone. Sara was glad for the warm oily covering as the stone was freezing cold, though the difference in temperatures on her body did feel strangely pleasant.

Emily then spoke, "It is now time for you to decide Sara, do you wish to embrace magick and become my apprentice?".

"Yes Mistress." Sara answered quickly and strongly, nothing would stop her now from entering this new world.

"Excellent." Said Emily as she climbed up onto the alter, laying herself on top of Sara.

Sara squealed with delight as the warm, sticky body of Emily touched hers. Their hands grabbed each others' bodies, legs entwined, tits squashed one another and lips quickly touched.

Mistress and apprentice kissed once again and Sara was in heaven, she never been kissed so wondrously. As Emily's tongue snaked around her mouth, Sara's whole body shook with pleasure.

Emily broke the kiss and then her hand began to gently knead Sara's breast, her black nails delightfully digging into her oil covered flesh.

"Say after me apprentice." Emily said in her strong commanding voice. Sara tried to concentrate but was finding it difficult with Emily's naked body still writhing around on top of her.

"OK." She managed to stammer between her short pants.

Then suddenly Emily slapped her hard on the cheek, her nails leaving four long red marks. Sara cried out in shock and pain.

"You must always say 'Yes Mistress'! Do you understand me?" Emily growled at the girl beneath her.

A little embarrassed and upset at her failure Sara quickly replied, correctly this time.

"Good. Now Repeat after me. I give my body and soul to magick."

Sara trying to ignore the continuing pleasure spreading from her fondled tits spoke the line, "I give my body and soul to magick.".

"I give my body and soul to darkness.".

"I give my body and soul to darkness." Sara repeated.

"I give my body and soul to hell.".

"I give my body and soul to hell." Sara repeated.

"I now give body to my eternal mistress".

Sara repeated the final line and as she did so she felt Emily's free hand slip between her gooey thighs, pushing them apart. Emily's hand then pushed against Sara's cunt and slid in, slowly her whole hand vanished into the folds of her pussy lubricated by the oil and her own juices. Sara let out a huge moan, she never had a full fist inside her before, even when she masturbated she never dared put more than three fingers in, but now with her mistresses fist pushing further inside her it felt great.

With her fist gently moving inside Sara, Emily began licking Sara's untended nipple sending Sara into cries of ecstasy. Sara began thrusting her pelvis against Emily's hand and arm futilely trying to increase the already intense feeling of pleasure. Sara continued to moan and scream in pleasure as Emily's fingers began to stretch out inside her pussy, she could feel Emily's long nails gently digging into her most sensitive flesh and then as Emily gently bit down on her rock hard nipple Sara felt herself begin to cum. It started at the core of her pussy but quickly spread throughout her body. The young apprentice mage screamed as her very being exploded with her biggest ever orgasm. It seemed to go on for eternity as Emily continued to fondle, bite and lick her breasts and her fist continued to move about inside her.

But finally the pleasure began to subside and Emily slid herself off Sara. "You are now initiated my apprentice. I shall begin your lessons tomorrow."

Emily strode out the circle dismissing the barrier with a word as she did so. Sara just lay on the black stone panting, her fingers gently rubbing her clit as she teased the final tremors of orgasm from her body.

The ritual complete Emily had left the temple to go shower, Sara was left standing her body still covered in the sticky oil mixed with her and Emily's sweat and juices. As she stood reality began to return and she began thinking exactly what she been doing. It was unbelievable, she'd never even thought of sleeping with another women and she'd always thought all these occult things were stupid. Sara didn't understand any of it but she defiantly wanted to leave, she felt sick with herself, dirty and even used.

She grabbed her top and skirt and pulled them on, over the oily goo but not caring, she just had to get out. Last she pulled on her knee-high boots, squelching as her sticky feet slid in. She then ran up the stairs, her clothes sticking to her and suddenly fearful Emily would try to stop her. She reached the shop door, pulled it open and ran out into the still pouring rain.

She kept running for a couple of hundred metres till she could run no more. She couldn't stop gasping for breath and shall collapsed, exhausted on the wet ground. After a few minutes she managed to pull herself up and just stood leaning against a nearby wall getting soaked through by the rain but not caring.

Sara just stood for minutes, not wanting to believe or understanding anything that had happened. Till finally she continued the walk home, disgusted with herself and very, very scared of what was now going to happen.

The Church

She barely slept, she just lay under her duvet, naked still sticky with the last of the oil. Brief moments of sleep were full of dreams of demons, Emily and the gross things she did with them. Morning came and she took the day off work, claiming sickness. By midday she dragged herself out of bed and managed to shower. Washed she began to feel normal again, the previous day just seeming like a nightmare but confusingly she occasionally admitted to herself one that was also a wonderful dream.

As darkness fell more images began springing into her mind of demons, magick and most of all, of Emily. She began feeling lust for her again, desire to learn about magick, it was confusing but she couldn't help thinking about it, the wondrous naked body of the mage just consumed her thoughts. But she was so scared and still feeling dirty form the night before.

She sat for hours just thinking desperate for Emily but not wanting to be consumed by the wickedness. Finally as it neared midnight Sara's will broke, she needed Emily again, she wanted magick, it had been strange last night, bizarre, a total shock to her system but now she knew she needed to be a mage, it was her destiny. As she pleaded for Emily's presence, her fingers slipped into her panties desperately rubbing her clit allowing the desire she had been denying all day to wash over her. Then as she rubbed herself an image of a abandoned church suddenly appeared in her mind.

Sara had to go to the church, she just knew that Emily was there. Without even thinking to grab a coat she ran out the house into the cold winter weather dressed only in jeans, Nikes and a shirt. She recognised the church that was filling her mind, it was up on the hill on the outskirts of town only a few minutes walk away.

The ruined church had been the source of ghost stories since she was child and she even heard a rumour recently that it was being used by some weird cult, something she had dismissed at the time but now made perfect sense. Emily and perhaps a few friends must be using it's religious power in rituals it would fit the story perfectly.

Running through the dark, empty streets of the town Sara quickly got out of breath but she couldn't stop to rest, not even for a moment as it would delay once again being in Emily's arms. Like the night before it was cold though not wet but Sara barely noticed as she ran, her breaths now coming in short gasps, her chest heaving, sweat beginning to form on her brow.

Then as she turned the final corner, finally ready to collapse, the road became a track leading into the woods which surrounded this part of town, she saw the church. She could only see it's dark, spire raising above the trees but it was enough, Sara felt another burst of energy and began running with renewed vigour.

As she ran down the track surrounded by large trees on both sides Sara could see flicking red light surrounding the church. As she got closer she realised it was coming from four huge bonfires lit in front of the church but she couldn't see any people. A little panic began to set in she wondered that she might be wrong and that Emily wasn't here.

But all fear vanished as she entered the clearing in which the abandoned church stood. Between the four bonfires was a large magic circle drawn on the ground at least 50 metres across in which stood 6 figures dressed in long black hooded robes, from there shapes they were all obviously men, large, muscled ones at that.

Sara's heart then jumped a beat as she saw who stood in the middle of them. It was Emily, dressed in the same robes as the men but with her hood thrown back. Sara slowed and walk to just outside the circle, trembling and scared that Emily would be angry or reject her for running away.

The six men parted and let Emily walked to stand before Sara, the men turned and looked at Sara, their faces passive.

"So you return apprentice." Emily said, her voice powerful. Sara wanted to fall to her knees but knew she must not.

"I..I..I'm sorry mistress. I was confused....upset. I..I didn't want to run.......please....I'm sorry." Sara sobbed, trying to be strong before Emily's unflinching gaze.

For what seemed like eternity Emily was silent then "Apology excepted Sara. Your first magical experience is always a difficult one, you mind and body feel forces they never have before. You have recovered quicker than most and just in time, we are about to open a gate to hell and draw power from the demons within. And you Sara, apprentice are ready to join us. Enter the circle."

A huge smile on her face Sara crossed the magic threshold which she felt open for her and then seal behind her.

"We must dress you properly first." Emily said and with a wave of her hand Sara's clothes vanished to be replaced by the same black robes the others wore. They were soft, warm and silky, utterly luxurious. Her Nikes had been replaced by leather boots with a stiletto heel that Sara thought was quite wicked. She barely suppressed a giggle when she realised Emily's magic had removed her cheap cotton bra and panties but hadn't replaced them with anything.

"Now I and my friends," Emily said a filthy smile spreading over her face, "will open and hold open the actual gate. You my sexy little apprentice will have to ensure the demons don't come through."

"How do I do that Mistress?" Sara asked.

"Simply stand by the gate and use whatever powers you need to keep them at bay." Emily answered as she and the six other mages formed a ring around the outside of the magic circle.

"Mistress I don't understand." Sara pleaded, a little of the earlier fear returning.

"You will apprentice, you will."

The mages then started chanting as Sara stood in the middle, scared and confused. As the chanting got louder Sara began to feel the magical energy's grow, swirling around her and the other mages. As before the power seemed to turn her on and she could feel her thighs becoming sticky.

Emily continued to lead the others in chant, the energies getting stronger and stronger then without any warning a huge black hole opened in the ground, the earth torn apart. Sara dived back to avoid falling in as lava bubbled up from the hole. Then black stone columns appeared pushing up in the lava. The columns were the edges of a small temple which now nearly filled the hole in the earth, a little lava bubbling at the edges. At the centre of the black temple was an altar, similar to the one in Emily's temple, the same obscene carvings but this one was made of black stone and at various points chains and manacles were attached. Sara was confused, she didn't know what to do, she certainly couldn't see any demons.

"Go to the altar Sara, that's where you can hold the demons. We'll keep the gate open." Emily shouted across the noise of the chanting, the bonfires and the lava.

Sara stepped across the lava moat onto floor of the temple, her heels clicking on the hard stone. Looking around she couldn't see any demons, she then looked over to Emily and the other mages. They were still chanting but had discarded they robes with Emily standing in the middle as the incredibly well built and good looking male mages clustered around her legs, licking her black leather boots. Sara just stared as her hand slipped under her robes towards her pussy, wishing she could join the men pleasuring her mistress.

Sara continued to watch as the scene descending into a cluster fuck, she discarded her own robes and one hand was quickly completely buried in her pussy just as Emily's had been the night before. Meanwhile Emily was on all fours, two dicks in her mouth, one her cunt and one her arse. Emily was screeching in pleasure though the men continued the all important chant. Sara was desperate to run and join in but knew she shouldn't move, a minute longer and if no demons appeared she would run to her mistress.

"So little girl you're going to stop me?" A deep, slimy voice said behind Sara.

She spun around, her fist sliding out her cunt with a slurp, her other hand trying to cover her modesty. On the altar a giant demon had appeared, Sara cried in fear as she took the monster in. He was a least ten feet tall with bright red skinned which was covered in warts and lumps. One arm ended in a vaguely human hand that had vicious, foot long claws on it, the other arm was completely replaced by three long tentacles which seemed to end in hat looked like penis heads. It's own head was almost human had two big horns on it and it's tongue, shaped like a snakes, continually flicked out. It was naked but bizarrely had no genitals, Sara didn't understand but guessed demon physiology didn't fellow normal human rules.

Sara had no idea how to stop this creature, she didn't know any magick yet and she obviously couldn't fight it. Then it hit her, it was what Emily had been alluding to all along, she'd have to fuck the demon. It was disgusting and Sara felt a little sick but she knew it had to be done and the burning lust in her pussy would certainly make it easier.

She stepped towards the demon and said "Stop you? Course not big boy, I just want to entertain you." Sara tried to sound as sexy as she could but she knew she sounded ridiculous, she just didn't have a clue how to seduce a demon.

"Well lie on the altar then little girl." The demon said as it's tongue obscenely licked around it's lips.

Gingerly Sara walked to the altar letting her feet slip out of her boots as she did so. The demon for its part continued to stare and as Sara reached the foot of the altar it's tongue flicked out further than before to about three feet in length, just long enough to slide around Sara's large chest before flicking back inside the demon's mouth. It left a slick trail of hot saliva which stunk of rotting flesh all over Sara's breasts. Sara wanted to gag but controlled herself knowing that she couldn't upset the demon.

She slowly and she hoped erotically lay herself onto her back on the altar, she then opened her legs and allowed the demon a good look of her pussy.

"Delightful! I am going to have fun with you." The demon chuckled as it strode up to the altar so that it stood between Sara's spread legs. It then opened it's mouth again and let it's tongue once again extend out. It first slapped against Sara's thigh and slowly wound it's way up her leg. As the tongue continued it's journey up her leg Sara began to tremble slightly, the demon's saliva was already dripping all over her thigh and she didn't like the sensation, let alone want the tongue inside of her.

But she had no choice and tip of the tongue soon found it's way to her opening and pushed it's way in. Despite her fears the hot tongue and the constant flowing slime felt good and she quietly moaned. The tongue began flicking around inside her and though it was quite thin and small at it's tip, the speed and force of it's flicks on her insides was quite heavenly. Even the feeling of the rough tongue sliding around her sensitive thighs felt good. Sara began grunting with each flick of the tongue and allowed her hands to began kneading her tits, tightly pressing her own ample flesh.

Suddenly the Demon pulled it's tongue out of Sara and unwound it from her leg. It then flicked it further this time slapping the tip against her cheek. Sara suddenly realised what it was doing and tried to move her head away but she wasn't quick enough and the tongue pushed it's way into her mouth. It tasted worse than it smelled and the disgusting slime quickly filled her mouth and slid down her mouth. She grabbed it with her hands and tried to pull it out of her but the demon was too strong. It continued to thrash about in her mouth, playing with her tongue and slipping down her throat.

It's quickly as it slipped in, it was removed. Sara gasped for air and tried to spit out the taste as the demon let out a huge belly laugh.

"HA HA! You are truly a marvel. Most humans would pass out with my tongue in them, you must be quite the slut!"

Sara wasn't sure if she should take that as a compliment but before she could reply the demons three tentacles which sat where it's right arm should be shot forward. The heads of the tentacles seemed not just to look like a dick but to function as one too as each was now rock hard and dribbling a greeny sort of pre-cum.

"Now the real fun begins!" The demon bellowed and as he did the tentacles flashed forward.

Sara's body was smashed against the altar as the tentacles hit her body. The first pushed right between her legs and dove straight into her still sopping wet cunt. The second much to Sara's surprise went underneath the first and painfully forced it's way into her anus. The last pushed up along her body and between the peaks of her large breasts before slapping against her face and like the tongue before into her mouth.

It all happened so fast that it took Sara several seconds to realise that that all three of her holes were full. Sure she'd fucked and sucked cock before but never in her arse and never more than one hole at a time. This was the last rational thought she managed before the tentacles pulled themselves out of her orifices and again with amazing speed pushed their way back in. Sara tried to scream at the immense mix of pleasure and pain but the tentacle cock in her mouth stopped her doing so.

This withdraw and thrust of the tentacles continued for some time and as before each time Sara was physically smashed against the stone altar but the pain was soon replaced by the pleasure and desire of the fucking. Each time the tentacles filled her holes Sara felt complete but then they would be taken from her and she would cry out in desire until again she was full, her pussy and anus each clamped around a tentacle and her mouth sucking on another.

After about twenty times Sara came with an orgasm nearly as powerful as the one she'd had with Emily. After that with each penetration she came again, each time more powerfully. Sara became less than an animal, a sweat and slime covered beast existing purely to have the tentacles within her, her cries becoming less and less human and more and more guttural.

After maybe hundred such orgasms the tentacles stopped withdrawing. Sara now in a state of near constant orgasm began humping up and down against those in her pussy and sucking and licking the one in her mouth. The tentacles began pushing further inside her, entering her womb, rectum and throat. The pleasure had became almost unbearable and she almost wanted it to stop when she felt something flowing up inside each of the tentacles.

With massive force each of the tentacles came, within seconds Sara's body was full, she though she might burst as pints and pints of demon jism flooded down her throat and up into her womb and bowels. Thankfully the demon pulled his tentacles out and the final several gallons of jism just spurted all over Sara's naked body. Sara still in a animal like state thrust her own fingers into her pussy and arse to try and keep cumming all the time with her mouth open trying to swallow more of the demon cum.

Finally the tentacles stopped cumming and the demon slowly walked off chuckling to himself. Sara her energy gone just lay on the altar unrecognisable under the gallons of jism.​