Chapter 1

Noriko lay on her stomach on the hardwood floor, her school uniform pinching her under the ropes which tied her arms and legs together behind her back. She struggled futilely, her efforts serving no purpose other than to rub her wrists and ankles bloody; she could feel the sticky blood soaking the cruelly tight ropes. A gag made from her panties, tied into her mouth by braids of her thigh-length hair, muffled her screams.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the blond form of her tormentor watching her with a cruel smile. She had wondered why the older girl had invited her over to study earlier that day -- and now she knew. The two girls could hardly be more unlike; Noriko was fourteen years old, with long black hair and classically Japanese features, small even for her heritage and age. Her breasts had barely begun to bud, and there was only the finest wisp of hair between her legs. Bethany was eighteen, Caucasian, blonde hair and blue eyes, nearly six feet tall with D-cup breasts. She was nude, and Noriko could see the carefully trimmed blonde bush between her legs.

Bethany laughed. "Go ahead and struggle, you little bitch. I like it. It turns me on to watch... the blood running down your arms and legs..." She moaned, running a finger through her crotch. "If you didn't have to be a complete virgin for the ritual to work, I'd be using your little screaming mouth to make me come right now." She giggled cruelly as she saw Noriko's eyes widen. "Oh, yes, I'd fuck that virgin mouth of yours until I came three or four times, then I'd train you as my little piss-drinking slut. I've done it before." She shuddered as she fingered herself. "God, it's so good the first time I piss in their mouths, watching them gag and fight... and it's even better the first time they're broken, and willingly swallow it. And the first time they beg for it..." She slipped a finger inside her cunt, pushing herself over the edge into her first orgasm of the night. "Then I'd bring in my dog and have it take your anal cherry -- after you sucked it off once." She smiled cruelly as she came again. "I think for your cunt cherry I'd find a donkey or a horse... god, I'd love to see a horse's cock sliding into that little cunt of yours. I don't think it'd fit. I bet you'd be split open and bleeding before it came..." She moaned and came again.

"But I can't do any of that to you. Not unless you survive tonight, and from what I've read I don't think you will." Another cold smile. "But now you know what to look forward to if you do. Should I tell you what I am going to do to you, or should I surprise you?" She cocked her head, pretending to listen for an answer. "I can't hear you." She waited another beat. "Nope, I still can't understand you. I'll just have to decide for you." She put a finger to her lips in an exaggerated thinking posture, smearing her cunt juices on her lips. "Which should I do? I think it would be cruelest to just tell you the basics, so that you sort of know what's going to happen, but not the details, so your mind can conjure up all sorts of... horrible things." She smiled brightly. "Don't you think so, Noriko? See, I found this book, this really old book. It's got instructions to summon a demon, N'gath'tu. It's got pictures -- would you like to see?"

Bethany picked up the book and walked over, kneeling down in front of Noriko. "See, right here -- it's the one with all the tentacles fucking the woman, not the woman, in case you were wondering." She laughed as Noriko's eyes widened again, and her breathing sped up. "It's going to be fucking you later this evening. It's going to rape your mouth, your ass, and your cunt all at once. It'll probably kill you, which is a shame, but I suppose one does have to make sacrifices in the pursuit of power. You see, once it's finished using you, I'll have bound it to me -- and as long as I give it... toys... to play with, it will have to do my bidding. And once it's taken someone once, they are bound to it, unable to resist it. They have to do whatever it tells them... and it will tell them to do whatever I tell it to."

Bethany smiled when she saw Noriko convulsively swallow and squeeze her eyes shut. "I suppose I should get started, otherwise I might get too tempted and fuck you. And I'd hate to waste all that effort -- do you have any idea how hard it was to make sure you were a virgin? If my dad didn't have investigators on retainer already, I'd have had to ask for an advance on my allowance. It took forever to find you." She chuckled and stood, carrying the book back to the other side of the room.

Over the next hour, she drew a series of circles around Noriko, in various substances. Chalk, wax, and one dark colored liquid Noriko really didn't want to know the identity of. Of course, Bethany told her. "It's blood, Noriko. It took two of the most darling baby goats to provide enough." Noriko shuddered, and Bethany laughed. Numerous candles were set up in and around the circles, all thick and tall, looking handmade. "Some of the blood went into these, and the wicks are made from my cunt hair. You wouldn't believe how long it takes to grow that much cunt hair."

Finally, Bethany was satisfied with the circles. "Last chance to beg me to stop." She waited a moment. "Well, it really doesn't matter anyway. I wouldn't have stopped." She began chanting, odd liquid rolling syllables which flowed over Noriko like something physical, washing over her like waves on a beach.

Noriko felt an odd lassitude slip over her, and she could see the air around her waver and shimmer like heatwaves over concrete in the summer sun. She began to perceive an odd hissing sound on the edge of her hearing, just barely there. As the sounds flowed, the wavers and shimmers became more pronounced, like snakes in the air writhing across and over and around each other. As they became more tangible she felt her clothing begin to ripple, as if dozens of snakes were slithering across her body. The air began to darken as the shapes became opaque, and she stiffened as she felt something slide across the inside of her thighs.

Finally the shimmers were completely visible; dozens of tentacles writhed around the inside of the circle. They ranged from pencil-sized to nearly a half-foot across, in different colors and textures. Some were smooth, some were scaled, some were wet and dripping. Some had bumps and ridges; others had suckers, or tiny thorn-like teeth. The only common factor was that every one of the ends she saw had a hole in it; most were shaped like the head of a human penis, but others she couldn't place. Couldn't place, that is, until she recognized one -- she'd once played with her pet bulldog's cock until it was hard, guiltily masturbating to the memory for weeks afterwards. Once she recognized it, she realized that the others must be shaped like other animals.

Bethany was unaware of a significant fact; the girl she'd picked as her sacrifice was, perhaps, the biggest pervert in her all-girl school. Noriko was a virgin only due to lack of opportunity, not lack of desire, and the most common factor in her fantasies was the exact situation she was in -- except that in her fantasies, she wasn't bound, and she was a willing participant. Bethany had positioned herself so that she could see Noriko's face, wanting to catch the expression when the tentacles took her mouth and cunt and ass at the same time, so she couldn't see the juices which were literally dripping from Noriko's cunt as she realized what was about to happen.