Chapter 150: The Witch's master 005/ heart shaped box 001

The witch's master 005

Galnoch reared up, one clawed hand grabbing the massive eighteen inches of his erection, covered in obscene slime as his hideous tentacles reached out, two of them writhing up Leslie's silken thighs as the other two, growing longer, slithered up her trembling body to assault her helpless breasts, encircling the sensitive flesh as the tips, with an obscene puckered mouth on each, clamped onto her helpless nipples and began to suck with wet, disgusting suction. Leslie opened her tear-filled eyes and was faced with the horrifying visage of Galnoch. Leslie felt her breath leave her and she gasped for searing air as the hideous demon stared at her in terrifying lust. Galnoch pressed his erection to Leslie's virgin opening, the repulsive slime covering his cock slipping the massive erection in slightly, even as Leslie squeezed her vaginal muscles in a final, desperate attempt to protect herself.

"Now, my sweet little virgin," he sneered in horrible triumph, "I will take you, mind, body and soul and you will give birth to my son." Without another word, he thrust forward on immeasurably powerful hips and the obscene lubricant of the slime let him slide in to the hilt, tearing away Leslie's virginity in one brutal thrust and driving the tip of his scalding cock deep into her unprotected womb. Leslie screamed again in painful humiliation as Leslie came forward, caressing every exposed part of Leslie's sobbing form as her full lips pressed against Leslie's as her tongue slipped into Leslie's open mouth, ending her screams as she forced a deep, lasting kiss on her helpless slave. Leslie shuddered in disgust and overwhelming pain as Galnoch's cock skewered her, his scalding flesh seeming to burn her soft flesh as he thrust back and forth with brutal force.

Leslie gasped in pain around Lilith's sweet mouth, but only until Lilith's persistent tongue had forced out her breathe. Leslie was utterly overwhelmed as Lilith continued to deeply kiss her, even as Galnoch's hideous assault continued. To her horror, she felt the wet, slimy thickness of a tentacle slip under her and press against her soft, firm butt cheeks. Leslie's mind was numb at fear of this new assault and she desperately tried to escape, but to no avail. Galnoch thrust with increasing brutality deep into her flesh even as Lilith's deep kisses. Leslie's body shook in silent sobs as the assault overwhelmed her and the thick, long tentacle slithered deep into her ass with intense pain, easily sliding deep with the obscene lubricant it repulsively seeped out of thousands of pours.

Leslie trembled, unable to breathe, her whole body being violated by this assault. She could feel Galnoch's thrust increase and her body shook again with pain. "Now, my sweet," Galnoch bellowed in triumph, "take my seed into your ripe womb!" With a triumphant bellow that reached deep into Leslie's soul and ripped it out, the massive demon came powerfully, emptying gallons of thick, green demon cum into her womb as the tentacle deep in her ass emptied more deep into Leslie's bowels. Lilith kissed Leslie even deeper, drowning her cries of anguish in long, deep, wet kisses.

When Galnoch had emptied himself deep within Leslie's innocent body, he slipped out his cock and withdrew his tentacles. Lilith stood up.

"Your sacrifice pleases me," Galnoch thundered in satisfaction and the witch cackled. "Take care of the pregnancy," he ordered. "I will be back to claim my heir when she has the baby."

Lilith bowed submissively, "Yes, my master."

Lilith walked to the altar and looked cruelly at Leslie; the beautiful girl's eyes were closed, her body shaking with silent sobs. "So my dear," she smirked, "how do you feel?"

Leslie's eyes were still shut, tears streaming down her beautiful face. She could feel the hideous demon cum as it invaded her body, her innocence burned away as it approached the center of her being. She could feel the obscene slime slowly dribble out of her pussy and ass, both abused holes slowly closing.

"Well," Lilith ordered cruelly, "let's get you up." She opened the shackles that had chained Leslie to the altar and harshly hauled the girl up. Leslie could barely hold herself up, the assault on her mind, body and soul had been so overwhelming and cruel that she had no strength left. Even as Lilith helped her down the hallway towards a bedroom from which Leslie could rest, she felt as the hideous demon cum entered her womb, attacking the human egg that lay there, and consumed it, transferring the possibility for pure, innocent life into something dark and obscene. With a choking sob, Leslie collapsed the evil seed within her causing her to collapse in sickening horror.

Cruelly, Lilith hauled the girl up and forced her into the bedroom. "Sweet dreams, my pretty," the witch cackled before slamming the door shut. With a harsh click, the door was locked and Leslie knew that she would never escape the witch's clutches. She felt the black seed in her belly squirm obscenely and with an overwhelming wail, she collapsed on the bed, crying herself to sleep.

The End.

Book Title: Heart-shaped Box

Chris yawned and moved to the next section of shelving. A big truck had made for a long night, leaving him and the rest of the night stock crew facing up the store after opening.

"Never ending, man," his friend Alan grumbled from the other side of the aisle.

"Feels like it."

"At least the scenery ain't bad."

After turning around to see where Alan was looking, Chris followed his gaze to see Amy — one of the cashiers — working her register. She was hot, but she was also married to a trucker who could probably smash him into meatballs. That was enough to keep him from doing more than stealing the occasional glance.

The discussion had come up before, so Alan tossed his line without Chris saying a word. "Bet you it would be worth the black eyes, bruises, and lost teeth. Has to be wild in bed, the way she talks and teases."

"Feel free. I'll come visit when you get out of intensive care."

Al laughed and continued down to the next set of shelves.

"Think Kelly has finished an aisle yet?"

A voice greeted them from the next aisle over, "I heard that."

Al and Chris both paused in surprise. "You're already in eight?" Chris asked.

"Just the paper towels and toilet paper left."

"Maybe we will get out of here before we die of old age," Alan remarked.

"Where are you guys at?" Kelly asked.

"Al's got the dog food left, and I'm about to hit the soap."

"Cool."

Chris felt his spirits lift, as they would be done in ten minutes at the most. He had expected at least twice — and probably three times that long. As he stood up to reach a higher shelf, something else made him grin. When he glanced up toward the front of the store, he saw Alyssa walking toward the break room stairs.

She ran the floral department, and as far as he was concerned, there should be a picture of her next to Milf in the dictionary. She had ample curves in all the right places, light blonde hair that bordered on platinum, and a smile that could stop you in your tracks. Even better, she was divorced, so there was no jealous husband to worry about.