Kate walked stiffly through the grass in her heeled boots, the only bit of clothing she'd yet been allowed to keep. Her arms were kept straight together in front of her, mostly hiding her small breasts with her hands clasped around her nethers as though she still had some dignity left to protect. In front of the imposing metal frame was a wide plinth of highly polished black stone, with a sloping curve to each of its sides. Kate was made to stand on one end and found herself inadvertantly looking at Kitty who stood at the opposite end. Her heart thundered in her chest, her fingers grasping at herself in further building desire at even a glimpse of her sister's bare and vulnerable body.<br/><br/>Suddenly her arms were pulled back and she was shoved from behind. Kate landed onto the side of the altar and found it was shaped to perfectly fit the curves of her lower body. Her thighs were forced far apart on either side with her feet arching up so that she partially supported herself on her toes, most of her weight resting on the smooth stone along her flat stomach and the front of her pelvis. Her raised hips presented the wet, thick petals of her still spread cleft to those standing behind her, the pedestal's design clearly to keep her in a position to be easily taken.<br/><br/>Yet her own predicament was for the moment lost on Kate, for her dear sister was likewise pushed onto the other side of the sloping rock. Though her hands were free, Kate didn't try for a moment to push herself back to solid footing and run. She reached out to Kitty and grasped her sister's upper body with a need which terrified herself. She leaned in with her body, leading with her lips to press them to her twin's mouth, wanting to taste and cherish Kitty before any of the gathered men could beat her to it.<br/><br/>"Kitty... Kitty..." she mumbled against her sister's soft lips, her eyes closed as she explored Kitty's mouth with her tongue and her teeth, regardless of whatever responses her twin gave. Her hands clutched at Kitty's shoulders, then slowly lessened their grip enough to slide down the other woman's arms, shifting to her modest chest.<br/><br/>"She swallowed the vial's whole contents," Absalom sounded pleased. "Then let us begin... Step forth Galan. Link to the world of man, tortured soul who has forever remained bound by the basest of human desire. Claim this virgin woman, tainted by the lust of fiends. Tear her open and so, too, open a way to the mortal land."<br/><br/>Kate's attention was at last partially stolen from the lust for her sister when she felt the pressence of the man behind her and the head of his rigid, eager cock pressing to the opening of her pussy. She opened her eyes only to shriek at the sight not behind her, but which towered over her dear sister. Its form was larger than any man or beast she'd ever seen, a four legged monstrosity bearing two canine-like heads. Its eyes were fire, its black fur writhed like the tail of serpents.<br/><br/>"Step forth Orthus," Absalom continued, and the creatured advanced onto Kitty, its large and deadly looking claws finding purchase to either side of the plinth. "Anchor to the world of daemons, hound of hell who is kin to the gatekeeper of old. Claim<i>this</i>virgin woman, untouched yet by the corruption of this world. Fill her with infernal seed and so, too, allow our kind entrance!"<br/><br/>Kate's body lurched, she tried desperately to scramble free and somehow save her sister. Instead she found her own hips being grasped from behind by Galan and a grunt of triumph as his rock hard prick was forced suddenly into her wet sex, quickly and easily tearing through the thin wall of her maidenhood.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>