“Yessss, he’s coming! I can feel it!” Jenny screamed hysterically to the highly excited onlookers.
The Great Dane howled loudly. His hot cum burst into the little girl’s cunt in quick, creamy spurts.
Jenny heard the others gathered around groaning in response to the sounds coming from Hector’s throat. The lewd sound of all those people swooning and gasping and moaning with lust together, aroused the little girl even more. Jennifer found her mind filling with the obscene image of dozens of manly cultists cocks, all hard and ready to fuck her barely pubescent cunny. There were long, thick cocks. There were long, skinny cocks. There were even short, stubby, hairy cocks. She pictured all of the congregation with tremendous, vein ribbed hard-ons, all the men knowing she was a naughty little slut, all of them waiting to fuck her horny little cunt.
And she came.
“Yeeeoooowww!” she howled, her cry of orgasmic bliss mingling with the dogs’ howls. Waves of cunt-juice gushed from her pussy-walls, seeping out between her tight pussy-lips and trickling down her thighs along with Hector’s flowing jism.
The mingled dog-cum and pussy-juice pooled together on the altar between Jenny’s legs. She looked down between her legs and saw the obscene mixture cooling there. The thrilling sight made her come again.
“Aieeeee! Commmmiinnnggg!” she screeched to the extreme pleasure of seething, roiling the mob.
Her nipples felt as if they would literally burst. Her cunt-lips squeezed the base of the dog’s jerking cock so tightly that the Great Dane barked in protest. Jenny ground her sizzling pussy back against her canine lover’s furry loins. She rolled her head from side to side as she felt her cunt exploding inside. More and more dog-cum shot into her from Hector’s thrusting prick and her orgasm peaked. The walls of her spasming cunt convulsed around the Great Dane’s prick and Jenny cried out one final time before collapsing fully forward onto altar, Hector’s dog cock still locked inside her pussy. She didn’t know how many seconds passed before he finally pulled his still rigid cock from her nasty little cunt, with an obscene sucking plop.
The big dog stood above her for a moment and then his massive head lowered and he began obscenely licking the remnants of cum from the girl’s twitching young buttocks.
All was quiet for a moment except for Jenny’s exhausted panting and then the sound of clapping filled the hall. Jenny wearily raised her head and saw that the whole congregation, including Mr. Black was applauding the nasty first time fuckers.
“What an entree, what a hell-good show!” the priest shouted above the din. Jenny turned her head toward the lewd priest. Mr. Black went over to her prostrate little body.
“Midnight approaches, the planets have aligned, it’s time to join your one true, forever lover Jenny” he said and reaching down he seized her by one arm and pulled her roughly to her feet.
“One down and one to go,” he said. “The last phase of the ceremony must NOW begin!” he boomed to the applauding gathering.
Suddenly the images in Jennifer’s mind grew hazy, they danced in great confusion, she remember the doors of the church exploding inward all of a sudden behind her, bright lights flashing in the gloom outside the church and a helicopter engine roaring over head. And suddenly, a megaphone blaring loudly,
“FREEZE you fucking FREAKS! This is the New York Police Department!.. You are ALL UNDER ARREST!”
And then, all hell broke loose as pandemonium spread amongst the congregation. A mêlée quickly broke out between the rapidly invading police swat team, and hordes of the panicking, purple draped cultists, some tripping over pews, or smashing through stained glass windows and crashing to the ground, as the fleeing cult members tried to escape capture by the authorities, anyway they could. Jenny could remember dazedly, hearing gunshots ringing out in the spooky woods outside, and wondering if her mommy and daddy were going to be ok, before some very kind policemen had lifted her gently from the altar, and wrapped her little shivery body safely in a blanket.
“Mommy, Daddy, where are you?..Its been eleven years already… I miss you both so much!” Jennifer broke down in waves of pitiful, sobbing tears.
“Specto suscitatio,” the voice of her hypnotist commanded then, without impatience. It was a magic, fear reducing key phrase the frightened little girl within Jennifer clutched onto, giving her the ability to slip further into her hypnotic state and find tranquility. As conditioned, she relaxed almost immediately. The familiar, friendly disembodied voice, acting like an indirect beam of cool, white light, sending the horrific phantasms of her memories, scurrying back into the dark recesses of her imagination once again, at least for now.
Continued in Chapter 2.
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