The Coven

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September 15th 1828
Full moon. Our monthly gathering will start soon at midnight.
'The Master' is standing on the rock.
Today is the baptism of a girl and a boy as they both just turn 18
They will be learning about magic potion, casting a spell and miracle healing.

There are lots of them, young and old, men and women.
The fire is burning merrily when the clock strucks midnight.
This is a routine ceremony and everyone begin to disrobe.

I, the Master had a head of a bull, lifted my hand to silent everyone, marking the begining of the ceremony.
 
All who know me well call me Bella. I am 25 years old. My robe fits my 38-28-38 body well, but it slides to the ground as I disrobe. Our Master calls for our silence. Everyone quietens, watching, and waiting. I tremble with excitement as my part in the baptisms for the 18 man nears.
 
Monica struggled with the excitement for two years and now the time arrived. She spent her days and nights studying the tomes in secret and learning from her elders with her indigo eyes.

She worried that her time would never come as some young girls fancy preparing for married life and the dominance of a husband often lecherous in disgusting habits. That was not her desire, she longed to belong to the coven, to be the one chosen to serve the great one.

Already the hour is at hand and Monica's heart throbs quicker in her chest causing the full swell of her breasts to bounce on her bones. Her round eyes glistening as the words are spoken and embedded to her heart, the heart she freely gives to belong.

Her body swaying to the hum of voices that consume the sound of her heartbeat and then silence as she steps forward, drawn to the rock, to him.. The Master.
 
OOC: Welcome! we wait for a little more..... There is still a leading character of a young man (18) to be filled. We would also need more witches to get wild in our midnight orgy.
 
Sasha

Sasha stood, basking in the glow of the moon. The coolness from the night covered her body like a glove as she stood naked. She was enraptured. She looked at the others around her and watched as they too became silent at his hand.

He was her lover, her demon lover, her dark knight to which she would give her body and life for. Her soul, as promised was given at her own baptism many years ago and since then she had been nothing but loyal.

Sasha wanted to feel his hands on her skin. She wanted to feel all their hands on her skin. Tonight, she would live out her lewd disgracefull fantasies for tomorrow she would again be the wife of the upstanding young preacher. He was not concerned with her as long as she abided by his rules. Yet his sleep was of the dead. Sasha made sure of that and here she stood. Naked, needy, wanting, ready.



(hope that is okey. If not let me know)
 
The Master was the son of the Devil, the leader of many coven and he teaches his people whitchcrafts. He is a man and transform into the bull headed man every fullmoon.

He raise his hand to the witches below, marking the begining of the ceremony of baptism. The 2 young candidate Monica and Alan dressed in red robes were usher up the steps onto the huge flat rock, which looks more like a stage of mother nature.

"I had an announcement tonight. The devil was pleased with Sasha and she will be appointed as the maiden, the head of the coven. Come Sasha! you will help me in the baptism of the young virgin."
Master raised his hand to Bella, speaking in deep voice "You, Bella will do the dance of sacrifice and draw the blood of the virgin. The blood will simbolize the commitment and the loyalty to the coven. They will pledge their life to protect the secret of our community."
 
Sasha felt the burning inside her when he spoke and almost instantly her orgasm seized upon her. She cried out in pleasure and willingness to please. She would be the mother of this coven. He had placed within her the right to natural leader of the coven and here upon her appointment, she would make the great sacrifice to him with virgin blood.

Blood that will serve to unite them all against those non believers who would wish to burn them, curse them, turn them from their lives and those around them .

She cried out "Yes Master as you will" as she approached him. She watched as the beautiful Bella danced the dance of seduction and lust around the young virgins.
 
Monica drew closer before being aided to the rock. She felt hands drawing her nearer as her eyes were transfixed upon the Master. Her body still swaying within the confines of the red robe.

Her life with a promise of renewal. The promise of her pureness to be sacrificed to the Master was just one of the many things she learned this night but it didn't matter. She was going to belong.. belong to the darkness that fueled her mind and soon would concume her soul.

"I had an announcement tonight. The devil was pleased with Sasha and she will be appointed as the maiden, the head of the coven. Come Sasha! you will help me in the baptism of the young virgin."
Master raised his hand to Bella, speaking in deep voice "You, Bella will do the dance of sacrifice and draw the blood of the virgin. The blood will simbolize the commitment and the loyalty to the coven. They will pledge their life to protect the secret of our community."

His voice resonated through her body making her wet with excitement. Monica dreamed of this time for years.. deep down she knew on her birthday which fell on a Friday thirteenth this year that she was destined to be annointed.

Monica watched Bella's body dance, the erotic gyrations of her flesh that suggested depraved carnality. "yess."
 
OCC
Miles Westerbrook
18 years of age
Brown unruley hair
Brown eyes
Painfully thin
Slender build
Thin face with allmost no chin to speak of
Tallest in the family at 6' 8"
Thin dangly arms that he never knew what to do with

IC

Miles looked around nervously. The trees seem to crowd in on him. He was not sure he was at the right spot. He was to meet the Master for the first time. As a young lad he had been moved around the family tree after his parents had died in a carriage accident. Stories varied as to what had happened, some said the horses were spooked and both had been thrown out of the carriage, others claim they were in the carriage when it overturn killing both of them.
Miles was an only child with little knowledge of the world in general. This was his first exploration out on his own. Two men in a tavern had told him to come to this spot, so he could learn some thing of the world. He stand at the edge of a dirt path......waiting. For what he is not sure.
 
Bella dancing was better then most of the erotic dancer. Her naked body sway lustfully round and round the two teenager. The naked witches below us had randomly find a partner, someone close to them, forming pairs.

The Master gave Bella a golden dagger "Young virgin Miles and Monica. Are you ready to offer your soul and body to the Devil my father and the coven of West Estianether? You both will receive the power and learnt the secret of magic potion and spell casting if you pledge to stay loyal to the coven."

"Sasha, you may read the rules and condition to the virgins"


OCC: All new witches whether or not a real virgin is always consider as one. They will commit to accept the rules, putting a blood covered thumb print on the black book and offer their virgin body to the coven.
 
Miles looked around, is this the place?
Oh my this is different. Naked witches.
"Yes Master!' he calls out. He turns and looks at Monica in her red robe. She is really into this. Miles thinks. Hell everyone is in to this, good or bad I'm in for a real ride either way, he looks around. They don't dance like this at home."Yes Master, my soul...is yours!"
 
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Monica shivered as she beheld the point of the dagger.

"Young virgin Miles and Monica. Are you ready to offer your soul and body to the Devil my father and the coven of West Estianether? You both will receive the power and learnt the secret of magic potion and spell casting if you pledge to stay loyal to the coven."

Monica dreamed of this moment even before she heard that a coven was near. Once more the Master's voice caused her body to tremble as the deep sound pierced her nerves.

Miles voice echoes in her ears, "Yes Master!'

"Yes Master, my soul...is yours!"

"I submit to you, Master, Your Father, take me." Monica was shaking as her body was shaking, a strange heat swirling inside of her chest.

"Sasha, you may read the rules and condition to the virgins"

That was when Monica felt something touch her skin, like a presense surrounding the sacred place and the air seemed to become hot like the blazing summer sun.
 
Taking steps to the top of the circle, Sasha made way to read out the rules of the ceremony.

Once a year they all gathered in this sacred hallowed place to perform these rights, offering virginal sacrifices to the Gods and Goddesses above for protection and prosperity.

Her voice was low and seductive as she read the words scribed in latin in translation.

"We that gather shall be of one mind and body. We shall serve him that chose us as master and slave. We shall give ourselves freely of our own mind. Each slave shall offer to the Master a chosen piece of themselves. The Master is the ruler and all shall be punished for trangressions against his will. His will is the word. His will is iron. Each virgin shall offer a blood sacrifice as well as their bodies to the Master and those chosen by him of the Covenant. If you so wish to leave once you have been made, death is the only way. Breaking of the bonds of servitude with the Master of those of his Coven shall lead to persecution among those in such Coven" and turning to the Master, she read the last rule smiling.

"At any time, the Master shall lay with any chosen member of the Coven, be it male or female for mating and ritual purposes." The hush over those around seemed to lessen and a sexual tension seemed to once again engulf them all.

Each person there had been taken by the Master save the ritual virgins. Sasha had herself been the object of his perverted lusts more than she could count and often looked forward to being his chosen slave for those days.

Bowing deep, her long brown hair touching the stones, her breasts showing her hardened nipples, she offered the stone tableau to the Master once again, sitting at his feet, as she was bound to do.
 
Miles and Monica taking their oath, witnessed by everyone present tonight.
Then they place their thumb print on the covenent book with blood.

"Good, now we welcome our new member Miles Westerbrook and Monica Kerensky. All new members are assume virgin and are you both ready to sacrifice your virginity to the Master and the coven? All members are your witness tonight and you will pledge to offer yourself and lay on the altar. Your hands will be tied above your head as a symbol of sacrifice."

Reaching out, the master rubs Sasha' head gently. He then guide her closer to his huge member between his leg, Rubbing her face and nose against the monster shaft. "Sasha, I will allow you to do the sacrificing of Miles. Let the mating drum begin"
 
Monica gazed at the Master then to Miles which she smiled strangely at him and replied with a tone that suggested the evilest of intents.

"I do with every ounce of blood that possesses me, Master. Defile my innocence in HIS Name."
 
Bella has got the silver thread wrapped around Miles and Monica's wrist above their head. She leads them on a minor parade, going around the meeting place. The naked witches would touch them as they passes by slowly. Finally, both of them are placed on the huge altar, on their back.

The drums begin to pound heavily, louder and louder..... Cracckkk! Thummmm!
I flash of lightning follows by the tremendous thunder.

The Master leap high into the air, landed right beside Monica. His strong arms rips the rob into pieces, exposing Monica naked for the first time.

"AAArrrggghhhh....." the half bull half human roars

The witches below stands as witness begin to chant magical words repeatedly
 
Monica gazed at the beast that stood over her. Lust filled her eyes as the robe was torn away and every thought echoed the heated desire as quim flowed from between her thighs

"AAArrrggghhhh....." the half bull half human roars.

Monica gasps as the roar excites her being. Her nipples went erect and tipped, her legs trembled as more quim soaked her pubic hairs. "yes yes yes"

The witches below stands as witness begin to chant magical words repeated.

Monica hungered for the touch, she longed to be taken, she longed to feel His unadultered presense
 
He lower his heavy paw on her shoulder, sliding down slowly across her breast. His sharp paw had cut lightly through her skin, leaving a trace of blood and he licks it with his long serpent tongue(6").
 
Miles lays on his back with a new found lust he had never known. He had a raging hardon that stood straight up toward the stars. He layed waiting as the Master shreaded Monica's robe, some of which had fallen like red snow upon his naked body.
 
Monica quivered feelign the heavy hoof upon her skin, her heart begin to pump faster as she held her breathe awaiting what was to come. The pain of the weight pressed hard enough that it felt like her lungs were on fire trying to get a breathe. Her chest was heaving as the rough nail brushed along her breast, panting heavily as the pain of tearing flesh raked her nerves. Monica let out a cry of pain yet her eyes gazed at the Master with admiration and desire.

Monica was shaking under him, the flesh opened and red lines of liquid blessed her ivory skin. She shook as the tongue slithered on her untouched flesh. A soft murmur left her lips as if uttering praises to the Father.

Monica writhed as the tongue swirled over the nipples that were taunt and hard. The slathering of saliva that was building in her mouth dripped to the rock as she parted her legs letting the aroma of purity filter into the lust filled air.

She could smell the mix of animals from his form as well as the scent of man. She inahled the brimstone burning aroma that wafted in the air as the chanting continued and drove at her like jungle drums, matching the gait of her heart.
 
The Master continue flicking his long tongue over Monica's breast again and again. The nipple harden under the influence of the cold night and the wetness. He lay his big strong paw on her hands above her head, though they are loosely tied with ropes. He pin them down firmly, darting his wet tongue now into her semi-parted lips. Pushing deeper, rubbing wetly, tongue to tongue. She moans.....

His strong hairy thigh rubs against hers as she had spread herself so wide. Brushing his giant tools up and down her inner thigh, he finally pose the huge knob up her wet waiting cunt lips.

Monica body is responding so perfectly under the Master. She lift herself wanting for more, moaning under the magical spell. The chanting gets louder, faster when the Master force his huge giant cock into her. He sinks into her forcefully, stretching her all the way deeper and deeper.

She might not be a real virgin, or is she? The witches start guessing, not able to tell whether she is screaming of joy or pain.

Sasha had taken place to the sacrifice of the virgin Miles. His hand tied above his head and waiting patiently while Sasha is performing the most erotic dance around him.

The fucking just next to them is getting so wild, adding to the excitement.
 
The way the tongue snakes into hers only adds to the lust driven feelings. Monica is soaked between her legs as the drumming continues. The brush of fur makes her tingle inside as she parts her legs fully. "please Master, take me."

Monica's body shook as the lips felt the head touch her there, she squirmed as the virgin area pursed back to remain untouched but Monica wanted to give herself to Him, to the Father.. to be one of them.

The scream is locked in her throat as the pain rushed thru her belly like a sword.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEIIIII" Echos in the darkness as her virginity is shattered and her womb raped by the monstrous sized cock raking her walls. More painful screams burst out as her body contorts heavily from the fullness of savage cock plunging into her tight hole. Blood spews about the thick cock as her body clings to the flesh, lifting and dropping her body like a rag doll.
 
The master is rocking forcefully above her, pumping deeper and deeper each stroke. The tight wall begin to lubricate, making the sawing easier, faster. Monica's screaming subside gradually, replaced with heavier moaning.

The master had placed his arms under her knee, lifting her legs even higher. Plugging deeper and deeper into her belly.
Bella silently remove the rope from her hands, freeing her at last. Allowing her to respond to her own lust.
 
Monica moved slowly as she moved her arms to his, gripping the forearm and feeling his flesh plunge deeper still. Quickly her eyes are covered in a glaze of eroticism as the pain is numbed by the convulsions of her cunt.

Spirals of fire washes thru her body as sweat dots her bare skin, revealing an oily coat of glimmering aura as the moonlight bathes the lovers. Such an ethereal scene to behold as her cries are filled with sinful pleasure.

Monica soon begins to babble as her orgasms flood her insides. "Master.. master... master.... AIIIIIIIIYYYYYEEEEE"

She felt the head smash the back of her womb and another searing pain that only compared to an accidental burn on the hot kettle over a raging fire. More sweat coated her body and was streaming along her full body as it was lifted to take more of the bestial lust in heavy demand.

Monica yielded all she had to the Master, her body was bruised from the savage rape and her cunt gave him the blood and quim of her by gone innocence. She was well received as the rush of heat compelled her to grind into the blazing sheath.

The chanting went on and even louder as the hope of the mating becomes fruitful.
A blessed sign from the Devil Himself of the virgins sacrifice being acceptable.
 
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