Hanna heard Nicholas stop the recital, but the two others continued. He loomed over her. Though she was blindfolded, Nicholas seemed taller than ever, standing over her and the others seemed very far away. He knelt between her legs and began to say a prayer. Hanna felt him caress her legs and massage her thighs. He teased her mound and continued upwards, squeezing her hips firmly, lifting and then lowering them. When he was done with this, he tenderly slid his large hands up her sides, over her ribs then over her full ripe breasts. Hanna moaned as her nipples became hard and started to tingle at his touch. Her skin felt warm even though the night air was cold and it had begun to rain. Her arousal was building with every move he made and every word he uttered made her relax and yearn for more.
Hanna's breathing became shallow and quick; her body was trembling as Nicholas made sure he massaged every inch of her. She was delirious, sweating feverishly as he began to kiss her feet, ankles, legs and thighs. She screamed in frustration as his kisses teased the lips of her outer sex then, like his massage, moved upwards. When he got to her breast another man's large hands pressed down on her shoulders, holding her in position and another pair of hands held her ankles.
“I want this badly, please,” Hanna yelled at them.
“We know, but you need to stay in position of the sign,” Jude told her.
She understood and nodded in acknowledgement, relaxing again. Nicholas, began to flick her nipples with his tongue and suck at her nipples between his kisses, all Hanna could do was moan and pant urgently.
The more the two men took hold of her the more it made the experience overwhelmingly erotic and indulgent. Hanna felt her pussy splurge with juices as they dribbled inside the crevice between her sex and anus. Hanna began to feel Nicholas lower his head between her thighs and he slowly lapped at her pussy. The two other men gripped harder as her body began to spasm with pleasure and desire. His long tongue glided over the inner lips of her sex and then over her clitoris, sending her mind into a night of sparkling stars and charging her body with hot electricity that surged through every nerve and deep into every recess of her soul. Nicholas pushed his tongue deeper and her orgasm spilled into his mouth and trickled down his throat like honey. He lifted his head and began to pray as Hanna panted through the remains of her orgasm. Before she could recover, he slid two fingers into her drenched pussy. She cried out with pure desire for him as he thrust his fingers in and out of her and rubbed at her clitoris with his thumb. Her orgasm began to build again, as her pleasure was brought to a new level and she gave herself entirely to the ecstasy that washed over her. She groaned, grunted and panted, forgetting the two men who held her down, as another orgasm came squirting out and cascaded over Nicholas' hand and pooled over the stone floor.
“She is ready,” he told the others.
After a whispered prayer, Nicholas lay his body over hers and she felt his perfectly sculpted muscular torso glide over her passion-fevered body. The bulbous head of his cock nudged at the entrance of her pussy and she lifted her hips slightly to pull him in further. Nicholas kissed her neck then her face and finally her lips as he sank his long, pulsating cock deeply inside of her. She sucked his lips and tongue. His thrusts were slow and long as he plunged into her pussy. Hanna had never felt a man so large and he stretched her to her limit every time they had been with each other, but the discomfort heightened the pleasurable sensations vibrating all over her body and this time was no different; it felt as though he was making love to her soul.
Nicholas quickened his pace and Hanna felt Jude and Jonathan let go of her, she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms folded over his neck, she clung to him as he began to kiss her hard and fast just as his thrusts became hard and fast also. Both Nicholas and Hanna were locked in passion as they reached orgasm. Both sweated and panted as his cock became harder and began to pulse. Hanna felt him come hard as he usually did, but there was something different this time and she felt the pressure of the pearly liquid filling her as he slowly pulled out of her.
“Get up on your hands and knees,” Nicholas ordered her, his voice sounding urgent and eager.
She did as she was told then felt him move away. One of the other men took his place, kneeling behind her. The new man rubbed his finger inside her pussy and she felt as though he was rubbing her cervix, making sure it was filled with Nicholas' ejaculate. It wasn't a pleasurable experience, but it didn't last long before he began to say a prayer. She realised it was Jude who was now rubbing her clitoris, inner lips and her anus. He lapped his tongue over her anus before dipping two fingers into her tiny hole. Hanna felt nervous; she had never tried anal sex before and wasn't sure what expect, but the movement felt pleasant and she began to relax. They wouldn't hurt her; Hanna knew this, and the pleasure she had just received from Nicholas made the whole agreement worth every pleasurable moment, but she felt a strong reservation about having Jude while Nicholas watched. He recited from the bible and there was nothing in his tone that made her think he was jealous or hurt by Jude being intimate with her.
When Jude was satisfied she was opened and lubricated enough for him, he made three quick deep thrusts into her pussy to lubricate his long thin cock before he rammed himself into her anus, he wasn't as gentle or as affectionate as Nicholas had been, but his thrusting felt just as pleasurable. He was very rhythmic and his movements were fluid and fast. Hanna was building up to another orgasm when she felt Jude pull out his cock from her anus and thrust quickly and deeply inside her sex as he reached his orgasm with hers and filled her with his cum, just as Nicholas had.
When it was Jonathan's turn he had absolutely no ceremony about him and as soon as Jude pulled out Hanna was quickly entered by him, he was larger than the other two and took hard thrusts. She had to pant away the small amount of pain running alongside her pleasure. He was big and his thrusting became harsh; she felt the veins on his cock pushing and pulling at the inner lips of her sex; this would have been pleasurable if he hadn't been so rough with her. Jonathan sensing that she wasn't enjoying him, began to reach under so he could rub her clitoris and it didn't take long before Hanna was lost to lustful pleasure again. When he had his orgasm, Jonathan roared and grunted, she felt his orgasm hot and thick as he squirted inside her.
The three men known as the 'Fallen Ones' all stood above Hanna's shaking body while she mumbled incoherently, her mind, body and soul was overtaken with carnal ecstasy. She felt them lifting her out of the chalk drawn circle and lay her on a blanket then her blindfold was removed. She turned onto her stomach and watched as Jude blindfolded and brought Sally into the circle. All three men began the recital again. Still trembling and twitching as she lay on her blanket recovering from her turn in the circle, Hanna's haze of pleasure became that of shock when she saw snakes slither out of the stone floor and over Sally's body just as they had her own, but these snakes were jet black with red human eyes; they were long, thick and like nothing of this Earth. The snakes circled around Sally then sank back into the stone floor. They were terrifying and Hanna's mind reached for reason, but there wasn't any. She wondered whether what they were doing was really God's work or whether something else was going on, but the thoughts became distant as she continued to watch the scene before her and see Sally accept and enjoy the same carnal pleasures.
Hanna watched as Jude went through the massaging ritual, and saw Sally squirm with pleasure, juices glistening from the parting of her sex. Hanna began to feel aroused again. She reached down and began to rub herself as she watched all three of the men repeat the ravishing on Sally. Hearing Sally moaning made Hanna hunger to be taken by Nicholas again, but all she could do for now was watch. When they finished with Sally and placed her next Hanna on the blanket, she snuggled up to Sally's fevered skin and shaking body. Sally felt hot and slippery against Hanna's breasts as she pressed up close to her. The two of them still in a delirium trance as they watched the three men take Rachael and for the last time that night repeat the rituals.
Hanna wrap
ped her arms round Sally's waist, slid her hands up to Sally's large breasts and began to tug at her nipples. Sally turned over and kissed Hanna, the two of them still so turned on, wanting to keep the pleasure going as they heard Rachael and the men groaning, screaming and moaning. Hanna pushed Sally on to her back, her legs over the top of Sally's thin thighs she began to glide her slippery and drenched pussy over Sally's mound. Hanna pinned Sally's arms above her head, her nipples teasing Sally's as she quickened her grinding and Sally withered beneath Hanna's body as her juice began drooling onto Sally. When Hanna's orgasm had been and gone, Sally pushed Hanna hard on to her back, her own orgasm was still hovering, and began grinding her drenched pussy over Hanna's mound until both of them came with the other and panted and moaned in time with Rachael who was being fucked by Nicholas.
Chapter 3
After that night the three women were watched over by the three 'Fallen Ones' as if they were princesses. Over the weeks that had passed since that night at the ruins, they had been like family. They had spent evenings dining, drinking and dancing and their afternoons had been filled with shopping, cooking and walking around the grounds of the manor house. Hanna felt like she was living a dream. None of it made sense, but the feeling of belonging and contentment overwhelmed her niggling concerns.
Nicholas became a vicar in a nearby village. Jude and Jonathan also joined the church and served the village's parishioners as normal men of the cloth. It suited them.
Hanna, Sally and Rachael attended services every Sunday and enjoyed watching Nicholas and the others preach to the congregation. Nicholas and the others had made it clear to the women that their lives at the manor and the church were separate and they weren't to let on to anybody that they knew each other outside the church. It made life exciting as Hanna watched people warm to Nicholas while he went about his godly duties and the secret life at the manor felt even more alluring. Everything was perfect and pleasant. Every evening Hanna was joined by Nicholas and he made love with her passionately as if his very soul depended on her. The week she missed her period, she took a pregnancy test and, sure enough, she had fallen pregnant.
Excited and wanting to share the news with everyone, Hanna dressed up, did her hair and made up her face. She felt really proud and good about herself as she had stood before the full length mirror, feeling and looking at her soon to be growing belly that held a baby of an angel.
“I have some news for you all,” she said, confidently as she stared at Nicholas.
He returned her stare with as smile as if he knew what she was going to say.
“I am pregnant and I found out this morning,” Hanna told them.
Nicholas stood up from his dining chair and came to her, running his hand over midriff and leaning in to kiss her. “Well this is something to celebrate.”
Hanna looked around the room at the others; Sally and Rachael were both smiling and looked really happy for her, but when Hanna saw Jude and Jonathan she was surprised by what she saw, their expressions had turned into grimaces. The tension exhuming from Jude and Jonathan made Hanna a little fearful.
“I knew you were the one. You have done me proud,” Nicholas said as he looked deep into her eyes. Even the gesture of him running his hand over her thigh aroused her. “Let the union begin.”
Jude and Jonathan indicated to Sally and Rachael to stand and follow them as Nicholas guided the group out of the house and down a lane to where where a small chapel lay ruined and crumbling within a clearing in the nearby woodland. There was a stone altar and Sally and Rachael were told to kneel at it; they did as they were told.
Nicholas recited a sermon as Jude and Jonathan recited a prayer. Hanna stood beside Nicholas and looked down at the altar. There was a gold plate and a gold chalice that glinted in the moonlight and the jewels embedded in the metal gleamed as if becoming charged with the power of the moon and the recital that Nicholas was still serving. Hanna noticed a small silver dagger as Nicholas picked it up and handed it to Jude.
It all happened so quickly, Hanna gasped as Nicholas grabbed hold of her and held her close at his side.
“You are to be spared this for you as the first one to fall pregnant now need their life force to nourish the gift that I have bestowed within you,” he whispered as Jude drew the silver blade quickly over Sally's throat and Jonathan caught the blood in the golden chalice. Rachael squealed and screamed as she saw the blade, then the blood from Sally's throat began to pour into the golden chalice. Rachael struggled to her feet and began to run away from the scene, but Jude was too fast; he grabbed her by the hair and dragged her back. Jude held her upright and the golden plate was placed beneath her breasts by Jonathan who ripped open her blouse. At first he caressed her breasts and she calmed down slightly before he slice off the flesh from her breasts leaving crimson leaf shaped wound spewing blood down her waist and on to the woodland floor.
Hanna was frozen with shock and fear. Her soul froze deep within her core as she stared at her own reflection in the deep dark red liquid held out to her by Jude. Nicholas took hold of the chalice and began to say another prayer. A plate with the pale chunks of flesh was placed on the altar and blessed by the three men. Hanna's mind raced for explanation, but it refused to conjure any ideas on how to get away from these men. Nicholas lifted the chalice and drank deeply the blood of the two dead and discharged women; he said another prayer and then swallowed a chunk of the flesh.
Hanna realised what was expected of her when he looked at her, blood drenching his smile and drizzling down his chin, and lifted the chalice to her mouth. When Hanna hesitated, Jude came up behind her, grabbed her head and held her mouth open. He was so strong that she felt her jaw crack with the force. Nicholas tipped the blood into her mouth and she nearly bit off her own tongue as Jude clamped her mouth shut and tipped her head back, making her swallow. When he let go she spat, gasped, coughed and gagged, but vomiting was eluded as Jonathan pulled her upright and Jude stuffed the flesh inside her mouth and made her swallow that too. When they let go of her Hanna dropped to her hands and knees, still gagging and gasping then curled up into foetal position. She sobbed and screamed into the night, unable to see the three men walk away and disappear into the tree line.
After a few hours, Hanna came around, feeling cold and damp. She was disorientated, confused about how she got there and why. The sun was rising; its orange glow shone through the trees as her mind adjusted to the scene. Warm sunbeams gleamed over the lifeless bodies of Sally and Rachael, and Hanna began to remember what had happened. She cried as she stood up, realising there was nothing she could do for them, she hovered over them and said the Lord’s prayer while sobbing then stumbled back to the manor house.
Hanna sensed the house was deserted. None of the men had returned there during the night. She headed for the bedroom she had shared with Nicholas and felt even more saddened. How could he do this to her? Was it all part of their plan? Hanna found a suitcase and began to pack before showering and changing her clothes. She spilled the contents of her jewellery box into a rucksack along with some cash that Nicholas had given her for living expenses. She didn't know what she was doing, but knew she had to get away as quickly as she could, before somebody found her dead friends in the woodland.
Chapter 4
Four weeks passed and Hanna still woke up in the middle of each night, screaming with flashbacks. She made her way back up to the north-west of England to Blackburn, her home town and she spent a few nights in a hostel, before putting down a deposit on a rented house. Hanna cheaply furnished the small end-terraced house and found a job in a coffee shop in the town's market house.
One evening Hanna was watching the national news; there was a story about two women found in the woodland and a request for anybody with any information to come forward. Hanna sat there, looking back and forth between the phone and the television, before she gave into tears and sat there sobbing for most of the night. When dawn approached and she heard police sirens screaming past her living
room window, she decided the baby had to be aborted. She couldn't bring it into the world knowing what had happened that night and not knowing exactly what it was that she would be bringing in to this world.
Having booked her appointment and taken the day off work, Hanna stood at the bus stop, waiting. As she looked across the road towards a park she saw kids playing and their parents chatting; she also saw Nicholas Seth sitting on a park bench, starring at her. Hanna felt as though her body was empty of movement as fear replaced the blood running through her veins. He beckoned to her and she looked at the other people standing at the bus stop.
“Are you all right, hun? You look so pale, here take my seat.” A big woman with a flowery blouse stained with brown spots Hanna thought to be gravy and she wore black leggings which did nothing to hide the woman rippling flab.
Hanna shook her head and swallowed deeply. “I'm fine really, thanks, I'm pregnant and feeling a little morning sickness that's all. I think I will walk it off and catch the next bus. Thanks once again though.”
Hanna headed to the park but, when she got to the bench, Nicholas wasn't anywhere to be seen. She felt sick and scared as she surveyed her surroundings and still couldn't see him. How the hell did he find me? Hanna wondered as she ventured out of the park and down a back alley that would take her to the street where she lived. When she got back to her house and let herself in, Hanna went straight through to the dining room and dropped her bag on the table. She screamed when she realised Nicholas was sat at the far end of the table.
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