Chapter 149: The witch's master 004
"I'm sorry, Leslie," She sneered in sarcastic reply. As she spoke, she lowered her head to the girl's ear, breathing in her sweet perfume, and her delicious fear. "But you will make a fine sacrifice." She began to softly kiss Leslie's ear, slowly kissing the delicious, soft, warm skin as she slowly kissed down her neck. In despair, Leslie struggled, but her body responded unwillingly to her tormentor's knowing kisses and Leslie could feel the growing warmth between her struggling thighs. The woman kissed over Leslie's sensitive neck, making the woman tremble with helpless arousal.
"Besides, my sweet," she continued as her lips reached Leslie's. She teased her lips, nearly kissing the girl's, their open mouths so close, Leslie's whole body shook in unwilling arousal, "Master Galnoch demands a virgin..." Leslie's whole body shuddered again, this time in terror at the name of the coven's demon master. "... and tonight, we sacrifice you!" With a cruel sneer, the woman pressed her lips to Leslie's sweet mouth, her tongue slipping in and wetly caressing Leslie's tongue as her hand came up to slip into the thin, silky, white negligee that Leslie had been clothed in, her hand cupping Leslie's breast and her fingers gently pinching her sensitive nipple.. Leslie gasped as her body responded to the twin assaults on it.
When their lips parted, Leslie was gasping and trembling, her eyes wet with tears as the woman in black, the leader of this coven that had tricked her, drugging her and chaining her to this altar to be a sacrifice to her demon master, pulled back, licking her lips in sadistic delight at her slave's abuse. "Please, Lilith," Leslie begged, "don't let him have me. I'll do whatever you want, I won't even fight, I'll do whatever you wa-" she cut off abruptly as Lilith slapped her face hard. "Quiet, my pet!" she ordered, "make ready for Galnoch, for he comes for you!" she cackled in glee as an unearthly wind, blisteringly hot and coming from nowhere, began to blow fiercely in the room.
Lilith chanted evilly, "Norvath salas vorcha Galnoch!" calling on Galnoch to come. Leslie trembled in fear, desperate to escape the fate she knew awaited her. Lilith was a cruel mistress. She enjoyed tormenting her victims. Now Leslie was still driven into terrified screams as the massive, hideous demon appeared. Some ten meters tall, with smoldering black skin that seemed to crack and expose the red hot flames beneath. Galnoch had massive horns atop his head and a body of massive muscles. But none of that mattered to Leslie now. Her eyes were glued to the spot between his powerful legs, where his massive foot long penis hung. The sheer size of his penis was bad enough, but the four obscene, slimy tentacles that slithered around it, made the horror worse.
The witch stopped her chanting, calling out to Galnoch. "I have brought you another virgin, my lord. Fuck her good." His massive head turned toward her, gazing down at Leslie's helpless form and the luscious body of his servant.
Lilith stood before the demon, "My lord," she bowed her head submissively, "Tonight, I give you my virginal slave Leslie to have as a sexual sacrifice. Take her as you will. Corrupt her, mind, body and soul." Then she stopped for a moment, her cruel smile falling on the helplessly struggling Leslie, " She is ripe, my lord!"
Galnoch turned toward the struggling Leslie, her firm, ripe body struggling helplessly against the chains, her ripe hips twisting sensually within the silky fabric of her white negligee. "Goooooooodddd," he hissed in a voice of pure terror. The mere sound ran ice up Leslie's face, even as the searing heat of Galnoch's body made her sweat, her body glistening and the sheer fabric of her negligee clinging delightfully to her full, firm breasts. "Your sacrifice pleeeeaaaasesssssssssssssss meeee."
For a moment, he merely looked at her, his eyes staring deep into her mind, body and soul. "I will not turn this one. She is a virgin, yessssssssssss, but also ripe." Lilith's cruel face smiled again. She knew Leslie would become something more than merely another of Galnoch's servants, she would become the mother of his heir, the moment Lilith had waited for throughout the years of her service to the demon.
Without another word, Galnoch moved towards the helplessly struggling woman. "Nooooooo," Leslie wailed in absolute terror, both for the terrifying visage of Galnoch and for the terror of what her future was. She desperately struggled against the chains, but the heavy metal would not give way and she found herself unable to protect herself in any way.
The hideous demon towered over her, the massive head moving close, the heat overwhelming, unbearable. Leslie couldn't even breathe as the demon breathed deeply, enjoying the delicious scent of her perfumed skin. A black hand moved forward, clutching the hem of her negligee. A single claw slipped upwards, burning a line through the pure white fabric. Leslie gasped, desperate to scream, but unable as the demon's sheer terrible presence overwhelmed her so. The demon grabbed hold of her negligee with two clawed hands, the fabric searing at his scalding touch. Leslie looked away in terror and humiliation, her eyes flicking between his massive legs, where the four slimy tentacles were obscenely stroking his massive cock, now some eighteen inches of massive erection, covered in obscene green slime. With a deep shout of triumph, Galnoch pulled the silky fabric with both massive hands, the fabric torn open at the burning line, exposing Leslie's young, nubile body to the hideous demon and cruel Lilith, both gazing with smoldering lust at the helpless girl.
Leslie couldn't even scream as she looked in horror at the monstrous demon. The heat assaulted her in waves, her whole body responding as she became slick with sweat. The demon lurched forward, its great bulk rising over her. Galnoch reached forward, one massive paw slipping along a firm, tanned thigh, the touch scalding. Galnoch moved his paw up, grasping at Leslie's helpless crotch. For a moment, his paw remained there and the faint smell of burning hair wafted through the room. Leslie gasped in pain and pleasure, the overwhelming heat of his touch, like standing before an open oven, making her crotch heat to unimaginable degrees, her helpless pussy becoming wet with her unwilling arousal
Leslie tried vainly to escape, her hips twisting desperately to escape the hideous, scalding touch. But it mattered little. The demon's razor sharp claw, slipped into the silken folds of her intimate flesh, the scalding touch eliciting another moan of pain, pleasure and despair as the claw unerringly found her clit. She screamed in pain as the intensely hot flesh of the demon Galnoch roughly caressed her sensitive nub, even as she felt her flesh respond, making her hotter and wetter than she had been before.
"Mmmmm," Galnoch hummed in appreciation. "Few have responded so .... delightfully."
"Nooooooooo!" screamed Leslie, even as Galnoch ruthlessly squeezed the sensitive nub in a scalding pinch. Her whole body bucked as her pussy throbbed in unwilling pleasure. She closed her eyes in humiliation, her whole body trembling with humiliation and pleasure.
Suddenly, his assault stopped, leaving Leslie trembling in anticipation, moments from orgasm. The scantily clad Lilith chanted, encouraging Galnoch and hurling obscene insults at Leslie.