"Kitty... Kitty..." Kate continued to mumble her sister's name pitifully, blinking the tears from her eyes as she helplessly watched the hellhound have its way with the unfortunate woman. The man taking her from behind made a snarl of his own, evidently displeased that Kate wasn't wholly consumed with his girth lodged painfully deep inside of her. He grabbed her by the wrists and yanked her arms back behind her, slamming his hips forward harder and harder with every needful thrust, determined to blind her to the greater world and the plight of her twin. He shifted his pelvis to further batter her insides, tasting every inch of her cleft with his engorged member, at last turning Kitty's name into screams of renewed pain.<br/><br/>Galan came inside of the woman with a relentless torrent of cum, a nearly endless stream of hot, sticky white froth which quickly filled Kate's awaiting womb and then her slickened tunnel before bursting from around the hilt of his shaft buried between her folds. Millennia worth of deprived release flooded from the tortured soul's aching balls as he continued on impressively, still ramrod stiff despite reaching climax, turning Kate's spasming pussy into a fountain of jism. The thick liquid soon covered both of their lower bodies and pooled onto the black stone at their feet to spread out in all directions. Kate howled and strained against the man's grip, feeling as though her body would burst from the pressure of it all, her body practically inflating with the sheer amount filling her up.<br/><br/>With Orthus' first release, the portal flared brightly and, with the sound of tearing metal, the frame around it ripped apart. The 'reflection' on the other side of the doorway between worlds came into sharp focus, only the very edges of the portal remained as a swirling, multi-coloured trim. If either of the sisters had the liberty to view it, they would surely have recognised the room as the one from their first nightmarish experience. The hooded men shouted gleefully, raising their hands into the air, swords held high. The witches in turn showed more interest in the twins, stepping toward them while murmering to one another.<br/><br/>"You've had the use of them now," the wizened crone declared, rather than asked. "Done with your silly ritual, so we'll be taking what's ours." She gestured toward Kitty and Kate's collapsed forms, and two pairs of women moved to grasp each twin about the arm and waist.<br/><br/>"Yes, yes," Absalom agreed with just a hint of irritation. "The contract is fulfilled, the girls are yours now. And your responsibility as well," he added. "Should they expire in our land it would be most unpleasant for everyone. Remember that."<br/><br/>"Hmph, safer with us than anywhere else." The old woman straddled her broomstick and rose up into the air. The witches holding onto the twins raised one arm each and began to lift from the ground as well.<br/><br/>Through all this had been an undercurrent of laughter. It was the voice of Galan, feeling mad with a peace he'd been so expertly denied for his entire existence as a punished sinner. He'd again tasted mortal flesh, had defiled a woman for his own depraved needs. And now here in front of him was a way out of hell, back to the world of the living, full of women ripe for the taking. His naked body broke into a run, he laughed louder than ever and hurled himself through the gateway. A shout of victory soon turned into a scream of purest agony, Galan's body lit up in white hot flames, eating away at every fiber of his being. By the time his body landed on the altar within the university's cellar it was nothing more than a curled up black husk, smoke billowing from the smoldering ruins of what was once a man.<br/><br/>"The portal isn't stable!" the captain shouted at Absalom. "Get the girls back, this isn't right!"<br/><br/>"These ones are of no more use for your chauvinist plans," the lead witch cackled down at the man. "And yours to play with no longer!" She swooped through the air, leading her coven into the night. "Back to the nest, my lovelies. We've much to do with our new prizes."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>