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The Halloween Treat That Keeps on Tricking
by Lord John Thomas (lord_john_thomas@hotmail.com)

***

A young girl goes out Trick or Treating with her older 
brother. She not only gets her first experience playing 
with older boys, but also finds out the super natural 
can really be super. (Mf, ped, inc, nc, 1st, fantasy)

***

Author's Note: All of my stories include descriptions 
of sex scenes that could cause offence to some people. 
Please do not read this story if you are offended by 
perverse sexual material, or if you are under the legal 
age of consent for your own country. These stories are 
pure fiction and are not based on anyone living or 
deceased.

***

"Garry! You get back here immediately!" mom shouted up 
the stairs.

"You fucking nuisance," said my brother to me, as he 
passed my bedroom door on his way back downstairs, as 
mom had ordered.

I’d asked mom earlier, if I could go out trick or 
treating, with my friend June. She had said that we 
couldn’t go out alone, because we were far too young. 
It was too dangerous for little girls of our age. I had 
of course pleaded; saying it wasn’t fair. Garry used to 
go out when he was my age. Anyway to cut a long wrangle 
short, she'd said we could go out, but my big brother 
Garry who was only 3 years older must accompany us. 

When she’d told Garry this; he’d blown up and stomped 
off up the stairs. But now, I could hear mom reading 
him the riot act, and saying, if he didn’t babysit me 
and my friend, that he wouldn’t be allowed out himself. 
As he passed my bedroom door once again, this time 
going back to his room, he said, "You’d better be ready 
in 5 minutes, or else."

I hurriedly completed my face painting, to make sure I 
was ready before he had an excuse to leave me behind. I 
was dressed in a very short black witch's dress, and 
hoop striped luminous woolly tights. Garry’s best pal 
was Gordon, my friend June’s brother. He was the same 
age as Garry. 

So, as I would normally hang around with June, he would 
always be seen with Gordon. When I phoned June to make 
sure she was going to be ready in time, she said her 
mom wouldn’t let her go out. I explained that we’d be 
looked after by both our brothers, and she said she’d 
have another discussion with her mom.

I didn’t tell my mom that June had said she might not 
be able to go out, in case she might have stopped me as 
well. When Garry and I arrived at their house, I could 
tell by the look on June’s face that she hadn’t been 
able to change her mom’s mind. So off I set on my 
night's trick or treating with me dressed as a witch, 
and escorted by the two boys dressed as vampires. 

They made me walk in front of them, so it wasn’t so 
obvious that they were with me. Gordon had a 
flashlight. He was shining it in all directions, and he 
delighted in lighting-up my tights to make them glow 
every time a car was approaching us. After the initial 
sulking on their part, we were soon knocking on doors, 
and they were beginning to accept my company, without 
the continual moaning. We were all having fun and 
laughing and joking together.

Then a car that was cruising past, stopped a few yards 
up the road. As we came alongside it, the guys inside 
leaned out of the windows and started making 
disparaging comments about Gordon and my brother having 
to baby sit a little girl. This Garry and Gordon didn’t 
like one bit. These guys in the car were their friends 
from school, and they were fast losing their reps. For 
whatever reason, maybe as a challenge, the guys in the 
car were bragging about being brave enough to trick or 
treat the Munster’s house.

This house had nothing to do with the real Munsters. 
But, it was a great big old house built on a hill, on 
its own large grounds. It looked very much like the TV 
Munster’s house, and the people who lived there were 
rarely seen in daylight. So this place was regarded by 
all as a very scary place, and to boys of my brother's 
age it was a sign of extreme bravery to enter the gates 
onto their property.

"We were just making our way up there ourselves. In 
fact it was my little sister who suggested it," said my 
brother to the guys in the car. 

"Yeh, I’ll just bet you were!" Came the sarcastic reply 
from someone in the car.

Then another voice in the car chimed in, "in that case 
we can give you a lift, you’ll get there much faster."

"Ok then," said Garry opening their car door and 
starting to get in.

"Garry!" I shouted.

"What’s wrong?" He said looking back and leaning out of 
the car towards me.

Trying to whisper to him without the others hearing, 
"We can’t go up there. I’m scared."

Garry kept his reply as quiet as possible, but it was 
none the less forceful for being said quietly, "You 
damned better get in this car right now or you’ll be 
very sorry later."

With that, I reluctantly followed him in, and Gordon 
got in after me. We were soon stopping at the big old 
rusty iron gates at the bottom of the long walkway that 
led up to the Munster's house. Everybody got out of the 
car, and even I could feel the uneasiness in the 
attitude of all the boys. The two other guys in the car 
were Brian and Brad, and they were both the same age as 
Garry and Gordon.

Brad spoke first. "Go on up, let’s see you and your 
brave sister come back with some treats."

"They're not going to go in there, it’s all talk," said 
Brian.

Garry walked up to the gates, and grabbed the big lever 
that lifted the latch, and he leaned against the gate.

It didn’t move. "Come on Gordon give the gate a push."

Gordon did as he was asked, but I could tell he wasn’t 
into this. The gate started moving, and it was soon 
open wide enough to walk through.

"Shine your flashlight through there," said Garry to 
Gordon. Gordon shined his flashlight, illuminating the 
area on the other side of the gates.

Then, turning Garry said to me, "Come on little sister, 
you first."

I looked at Garry, pleading with my eyes, but the look 
he gave me in return left me in no doubt that he was 
not in the mood for discussing matters further.

He just said. "Don’t worry; we’ll be right behind you."

I slowly edged my way through the gates, stopping at 
the edge of the pool of light. They followed me in, and 
the beam from the flashlight moved forward along the 
path. As the beam moved further, I continued walking, 
still very slowly. We made gradual progress along the 
walk, but it was difficult going because of the sticker 
bushes that were growing over it. 

They kept catching around our ankles, and the thorns in 
them made it feel almost as though they were gripping 
and pulling at our legs. That made our progress slow, 
and to say I was scared was the understatement of the 
century, I was on the point of peeing in my pants.

We had got about 50 yards along the path and were 
approaching a large oak tree.  Its branches spread far 
above our heads, and the leaves off it had fallen quite 
heavily on the ground. Suddenly from somewhere in the 
top of the tree, a Warlock swooped down, his long black 
robe billowing behind him. He landed directly in front 
of me on the walkway.

"SHREEEEEEK!!!" I let out a scream that must have been 
heard ten miles away. I turned and ran at full speed as 
hard as I could. The boys were in front of me and 
leaving me well behind them.

As we stopped on the other side of the gate, all of us 
were out of breath, and gasping for air. The beam from 
Gordon’s flashlight showed a cloud of steam rising from 
my legs. I had pissed my pants big-time. My woolly 
tights were dripping, and my shoes and socks were too.

"She’s pissed in her pants," said Brian laughingly.

"So what? I didn’t see you hanging around. You were out 
of the gate before either of us," replied Garry, in my 
defense. We stood around for some time trying to come 
to terms with what had just happened. Eventually the 
boys decided to go back and see what it really was that 
had gotten in our way. None of us really believed in 
real warlocks or witches, or did we?

They walked very cautiously shining the flashlight far 
ahead, and as we got to where the tree was, we stopped. 
The Warlock was still stood there, about six feet tall, 
black robe, but completely still. We slowly approached, 
the beam from the flashlight shining directly in the 
Warlock's face. 

It turned out to be only life size figure dressed as a 
warlock, horror mask and all. When we got close we 
could see it was attached to a large pole that was tied 
up high in the tree. We now realized that we’d released 
a trip wire, and this dummy had swung down to stop 
immediately in front of us, with the obvious desired 
effect.

With that realization the guys got brave again, making 
comments about going the rest of the way up to the 
house. But now that the scare was over, their normal 
everyday senses came back to them.

"God you stink like piss!" said Brian, looking at me. 
"Get those piss soaked tights off."

"I think he’s right little sister, you do smell quite a 
bit," said Garry. "Better take them off and hang them 
on the bushes to dry, we’ll pick them up on our way 
back from the house." I did as he said, removing my 
tights, panties, and socks. Then, I was in the middle 
of spreading them out across an old sticker bush, when 
once again there was another panic.

"Holy shit! Get out of here quick! The fucking dogs are 
coming."

I didn’t have time to grab my clothes; I turned and 
once again ran as fast as my legs would carry me. The 
boys had left me behind and were through the gates when 
the dogs caught me. The first dog leapt at my back, 
sending me sprawling across the walk. 

As I came to a stop, I was turned on my back, and the 
dogs suddenly were no longer actually attacking me, but 
were licking my legs. I was about ten feet away from 
the gates, so I slowly edged myself along the ground, 
the dogs following and licking me all the time. As I 
got to the gates, the boys opened the gates just enough 
to pull me through, and shut them just as quick to stop 
the dogs.

To get me out, they’d grabbed my arms, and dragged me 
backwards, still laying on my back. Now on the floor 
outside the gates, the flashlight beam was shining 
directly in between my open legs, which were completely 
naked.

"God look at her pussy. The dogs have got her all 
worked up. She’s dripping wet," this was Gordon 
talking.

"Hey! That’s my sister you’re looking at," said Garry, 
coming to my defense again.

"Yes I know, but don’t tell me she ain’t got you hard? 
'Cause if you do, you’re either a liar or you’re queer. 
That fucking pussy looks good enough to eat."

"Get away from me. Let go of my legs, and stop shining 
that flashlight on me," I yelled.

"Keep your fucking mouth shut and quit complaining. 
You’re the one who pestered mom into making me bring 
you along with us. Just lay still, we ain’t gonna hurt 
you."

"I think she’s right. Why don’t we take her back home 
now? Looking at her pussy has got me so fucking horny, 
I need to go and round up some babe to suck this prick 
of mine. She’ll only get in the way of that if we drag 
her around with us," said Gordon.

"That’s unless she gives us the blow jobs?" said Brian, 
"What do you think little girl? Do you want to go home 
now? Or, you can get in the car with us and have a 
little fun. Then we’ll take you out to the interstate 
diner and buy you a burger and shake?"

"What are you thinking? That we take her up to Milk 
Creek and let her go down on us?" asked Garry.

"Why not? It won’t hurt her. If your mom insists that 
you look after her, you might as well teach her what 
her rightful position is in life. You can have first 
dibs with her if you want."

"What do you think Patti? Do you want to be dumped back 
home now? Or are you gonna come and party with us?"

"I...I don’t know. What are you going to do to me?"

"It’ll just be something along the lines of a feel, and 
you can play with our dicks."

"But what if? Oh I don’t know. Will it be ok?" I said, 
not really knowing what I wanted to ask, but knowing in 
the back of my mind that this was something I could get 
into trouble for.

"Course it will. We ain’t gonna hurt you. Anyway, 
you’ll be doing it real soon with some little dork or 
other even if we don't do you now."

"If I let you, promise you won’t tell anyone?"

"Don’t be stupid; come on get in the car before anyone 
sees us."

I was soon stuffed into the back seat, and within a few 
seconds of the car moving, Garry had his prick out of 
his fly. I was positioned on my hands and knees, head 
down onto his stiff prick. The guy behind me had my 
dress lifted over my back, and was fingering my pussy. 

I’d never taken a prick in my mouth before, but it 
seems to be a natural reaction, I was soon sucking his 
whole length. It all felt right somehow, my pussy loved 
the attention, and with the wonderful feeling coming 
from down there and the prick in my mouth, I was soon 
feeling very HOT. 

As I said, I’d never done any of this before, so when 
my brother started shooting his load, it took me by 
surprise. At the time his prick was only barely in my 
mouth, and as it started shooting I pulled my head up 
quickly. I’d caught the first squirt in my mouth, but 
the rest shot up at my face, and all over my hair.

"Oh God! That was fucking great. Come on Patti suck it 
clean for me," said my brother holding my head and 
pulling me back down. I wasn’t sure at first, but 
gingerly I started licking up the slimy streaks from 
around his shaft and balls.

While I was still busy, the car came to a stop, the 
front doors were opened and the two guys pulled open 
the back doors.

"Come on, we all want our turn. Get out here so I can 
get the back seats down. Then we can get her laid out 
right," said Brian.

We all climbed out, and the seats were rearranged, and 
I was told to climb back in. They all climbed in with 
me, it was a large loading area, and I was soon laid on 
my back. They stripped me, and I was getting attention 
all over my body. I think it was Garry licking my 
pussy, Brian had his prick in my mouth, and the other 
two were playing with and sucking my little tits. The 
pussy licking was getting my hips lifting, and I heard 
Brian ask, 

"Is she wet enough yet?"

My brother lifted his face from in between my legs, and 
said, "Wet! She’s like fucking Niagara Falls down 
here."

"Ok then, get out of the way, I’m gonna take that 
cherry."

"You’re not gonna fuck her, are you?"

"Fucking right I am. She’s goddamn begging for it."

"But, she’s my sister!"

"So what? If I don’t have her, some other dirty bastard 
will. We've been all through that. If you’ve got any 
sense, you’ll fuck her too."

I felt my brother moving out from my crotch, and Brian 
moved into position. I didn’t struggle, but I was ready 
for some form of extreme pain, like the stories you 
hear around school.

His schlong pushed at my pussy, and slid up without any 
resistance. Then just as I was thinking where’s the 
pain? I felt a tearing inside me, and I let out a, 
"Shriek!" The progress of his prong was not hindered in 
any way until I felt his bush meet mine, and he was 
right up inside with our pubic bones grinding one 
another. Once the first instantaneous sting had passed, 
the feelings in my pussy were like heaven, and I lifted 
as hard as I could against his every thrust.

"Told you she was begging for it. She fucking humps 
away like a mink. And this cunt of her's is as tight as 
can be."

Gordon positioned himself above my face and gave me his 
cock to suck. I did my best, but my attention was 
mainly on getting my pussy drilled. Then the same 
jerking that I’d experienced with Garry in my mouth and 
face, was happening with Brian in my pussy. I could 
feel the warm semen inside my womb, and it felt SO 
GOOD.

Then I heard Brad’s voice, "Come on guys. Let someone 
else have a turn." Brian pulled out, and Brad pushed 
his prick into my pussy. I felt it pushing, and my 
pussy stretching, but it kept on stretching, and I 
began to wonder what he was pushing up there. Soon he 
got it all in, and the boy was pretty 

big, not so much long, as fat. Since this was only my 
second dong, it was really causing some stretching. But 
very soon this in itself began building into a volcano 
of pleasure. I was soon gyrating my pelvis up and down, 
crashing his balls against my ass. 

When I felt the telltale signs of the arrival of his 
sperm, I wrapped my legs around him tightly. My pussy 
exploded with a flood of cum. I jerked about so 
violently, that I shook Gordon’s dick out of my mouth, 
and I must have been in spasms for at least two or 
three minutes.

"What the hell Patti, are you alright?" asked my 
brother.

"Ooooh Yesssss. I want some more prick, come on fuck 
me. Come on, who’s next? Come on, someone. Please."

Garry and Gordon were now struggling with each other, 
both trying to be my next fuck.

"Hang on you two." said Brian. "I’ve got an idea."

"What do you mean?" asked Garry.

"Come on Patti, you get up a minute." I did as he said. 
"Ok, Gordon you lay on your back, and Patti straddle 
him. That’s it. Get his dick into your twat." 

Once again, I did as I was instructed. "Ok Garry. Go on 
you can be first in her ass."

"Are you serious?" asked Garry.

"Go on. She’ll scream a little at first, but you can 
see she’s a fucking natural. She can’t get enough."

Now on hearing that they were going to use my krinkled 
pucker, I got a little scared, and I started to pull 
myself off Gordon’s dick, trying to get up. Brian had 
anticipated this, and was kneeling in the middle of my 
back, and Brad was holding my shoulders. I thought to 
myself, it'll be ok; my brother Garry wouldn’t be the 
kind of guy to rape my ass. How wrong could I have 
been? 

It did take him a few minutes to think about it, but 
once the idea had been processed by the brain down in 
his prick, he close up behind me. Soon he was using the 
juices from my pussy to lubricate my ass. His first 
push resulted in his cock sliding into my pussy 
alongside his pal Gordon’s. Both pricks went up, and 
actually, the two of them together weren’t much bigger 
than Brad’s prick by itself! 

Once they were in and fucking, I thought, "Oh yes! This 
is fantastic!." But after a few strokes, Garry pulled 
out and pushed against my asshole.

My hole opened, and he slid in. It wasn’t as painful as 
I’d expected, but it did feel very strange. They both 
pumped away like there was no tomorrow, as if they had 
to get finished as soon as possible.

"Oh God! Oh Yes! Yes! Fucking yes!" my brother was 
screaming excitedly with each squirt of jizz he shot up 
my ass.

No sooner had he finished, than, "Jesus! Yes! Go on 
girl! Fuck me! Patti you’re fucking great!", now Gordon 
shrieked out a cry of ecstasy with each squirt he shot 
into my pussy. Well now, at this point it seemed like 
Gordon was completely satisfied as well. But I was 
still far from satisfied!

My brother got up, and I got off Gordon, but I hadn’t 
cum. I looked at both Brad and Brian to see if either 
of them were ready to fuck me again.

"Do you want some more?" asked Brad.

"Yes please. Everything was over too quick," I replied.

I laid down, and he was soon pushing back inside me, 
with that big fat sausage stretching my pussy. He began 
ramming me hard, but his pace had slowed down from the 
first time. I was once again compelled to react to his 
thrusting--anything to heighten the stimulation I 
craved. By lifting my hips and pushing back against his 
thrusts, I got exactly what I wanted. 

This was SO GOOD, he could have done this all night, 
and I wouldn’t have complained. I’m not sure how long 
we were at it, but eventually I could tell he was 
getting to the point of cumming. My own climax had been 
simmering away waiting for this sign, and we both 
erupted in unison, it was the best feeling I’d ever 
experienced up to that moment.

"Oh Brad! I love you Brad. Kiss me." I guess this was 
my first lesson about men and sex. 

"Don’t be so fucking clingy. Get yourself up off the 
floor and get cleaned up, we’re going for a beer now," 
Brad said. He’d had what he wanted, and now a beer was 
more important than I was!

"But you said you’d take me for a hamburger," I said as 
I sat up and started wiping myself clean.

"We’ll drop you three off at the Munsters, and then 
we’re going downtown to get drunk," said Brad.

"Hey! What about us," asked my brother?

"You’ve got to get her back home before your mother 
gets worried, it’s nearly 10 o’clock. The last thing we 
need is an amber alert and lots of questions"

"Oh hell, I didn’t realize the time," said Garry.

"There’s no need for me to come back home with you, I 
might as well go and have a beer with the guys," said 
Gordon.

"I suppose so. Fucking sisters!" complained Garry.

"Yeh! But she came in very useful tonight," laughed 
Brian.

As soon as I was cleaned up, the seats were once again 
put back to normal, and we were on our way. We stopped 
at the big iron gates, and my brother and I got out.

"Hey Gordon, be a pal and lend us your flashlight. 
We’ll need it for the damned path," asked Garry. He 
passed his flashlight out of the window, and the car 
took off into the distance.

"I don’t like this," I said to Garry.

"Don’t worry, the dogs didn’t actually hurt you, they 
were only licking you. Here’s the flashlight."

"Aren’t you going to hold it?"

"I’m not going in there. Those dogs only licked you 
because they could tell you were female. They’d 
probably tear my leg off."

"You’re not expecting me to go in by myself, are you?"

"They’re your clothes; you’re the one that’ll get into 
trouble if you go home without them."

"You bastard! What if I tell mom what you and your 
friends did to me?"

"Don’t be a dumb ass, they’ll all say you were willing. 
And anyway, I'll beat the shit out of you if you tell."

He opened the gates. There were no dogs in sight, so I 
started to walk back up to retrieve my clothes. I got 
right to the place where I’d stretched my tights across 
some bushes. I'd made it this far without any problems 
and the dogs hadn’t reappeared. I shined the flashlight 
past the motionless Warlock dummy, looking into the 
distance to check if the dogs were in sight. There was 
no sign of movement of any kind, animal, human, or even 
supernatural. 

After using the flashlight to locate my panties and 
tights, I had to put it down. I needed to use both 
hands to get my clothes from the thorny sticker bushes 
without tearing them. I leaned forward, had just freed 
my panties, and was turning around so I could step into 
them.

"What do you think you’re doing?"

As I spun back around I was confronted by the Warlock! 
This was no dummy, he was real, and frightening 
looking. He had a wrinkled face, and his breath was as 
hot as fire. I once again peed my pants, I would have 
turned and run, but the brambles were tightly wrapped 
around my ankles, and I couldn’t move. 

So I stood there, with the hot pee running down my bare 
legs.

"I asked, what do you think you’re doing?" he repeated 
his question.

"I-I don’t know," I said nervously.

"You don’t know? You must know! You’re stealing the 
clothes from MY 
garden."

"I-I’m sorry. B-but you see, they’re my clothes. I left 
them here earlier tonight."

"So if they're your panties, what panties have you got 
on now?"

"I-I haven’t got any on at all."

"Hmmm. Let’s see." And as he reached down towards the 
hem of my dress, 

I was about to stop him, but runners shot out from the 
sticker bushes and wrapped up my wrists. He lifted my 
hem, and the brambles holding my ankles, pulled my legs 
wide open. He knelt down directly in-front of me, one 
hand holding my dress, the other hand slid under my 
open crotch.

"Very nice. It is silky smooth, and really juiced up. 
What a shame. I’d hoped you were a virgin."

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Well my dear. That’s really up to you."

"You have a choice. You could follow me to the house, 
where you can give an old man a treat. Or if you’d 
rather, I can play a trick on you, by walking away, and 
leaving you to their mercy." As he said "their mercy," 
he looked all around him. I suddenly realized that 
either side of the path, where there had been sticker 
bushes, there were people. It was like a scene from 
hell. 

The path was a narrow raised walkway, and either side 
in a pit were tortured demented souls. They were all 
climbing over each other and scrambling to get onto the 
walkway. But worse! I looked at my ankles and could see 
they were being pulled not by brambles, but by these 
vile creatures. I felt myself being pulled over 
backwards into the pit by my arms, these were also now 
in the clutches of the creatures.

"STOP THEM!" I screamed.

"You’ll follow me then?" 

As I was falling backwards, I made a final plea, "Help 
me! Yes, I’ll do anything. Please stop them."

"Tagar. Zoltan."

Instantly the two big dogs appeared, but now they 
weren’t dogs. They had the same bodies as the two big 
black dogs that had chased and licked me earlier. But 
these animals had three large snakes coming from their 
necks. 

As they dashed forward the snakes were lashing out in 
all directions, and the creatures in the pit retreated 
instantly. As I’d already lost my balance, I expected 
to land in the pit, but the snakes from one of the dogs 
encircled my body around my shoulders, and caught me. I 
was gently lifted back to the path.

The Warlock turned and started walking up the path 
towards the house, "Come on up, my dear. I can’t wait 
to taste your juices."

I looked back towards the gates, but one of the dog 
type creatures was positioned on the path blocking my 
exit, with the snake heads writhing around, and his 
fork tongues tasting the night air. The Warlock was a 
few yards ahead, the other dog creature (which I later 
found out were called Canischelydrus) was in front of 
him lashing out at the creatures in the pits on either 
side, making the pathway clear. But as they cleared for 
the Canischelydrus as it made its way up the path, they 
closed behind like a zipper. I had no escape, so I had 
to try and catch up with the Warlock.

As I went to step forward, I could see a hand about to 
grab my ankle, so I moved to the left, whereupon I was 
grabbed by a hand from the other side of the path. As I 
struggled to kick my leg free, my other ankle was 
grabbed, and I was now restrained, unable to move 
backward or forward. 

The Canischelydrus was just sitting on the walk behind 
me, not attempting to scare off my attackers. They were 
pulling me ever wider until I inevitably fell backwards 
landing on the Canischelydrus who broke my fall. He 
just got up and walked a few steps back and laid down, 
unconcerned about what was happening to me. 

"HELP! PLEASE COME BACK AND HELP ME!" I shouted as loud 
as I could to attract the Warlock’s attention.

The hands were now groping all over my body, from all 
sides. I had fingers in both my pussy and bottom. 
Looking back, there is no reason this couldn’t have 
been pleasurable, but with these creatures all looking 
so hideous, and the whole atmosphere, I was in a 
hysterical panic. Then, as I laid there I saw the big 
dark figure standing above me, looking down.

"Are you ready to follow me and do as I say without 
question?"

Someone had their fingers poking into my mouth, so 
talking was difficult, "Yes anything. Please, I beg you 
to get them off me."

"Tagar. Zoltan," he snapped. Both of the Canischelydrus 
instantly started lashing about with their snake heads, 
and the creatures in the pit retreated as quickly as 
last time, leaving me laid spread eagle on the walk.

"Tagar."

The Warlock turned and again headed for the house, with 
Tagar the Canischelydrus clearing his path. I got to my 
feet as quickly as I could, and caught up with them, 
not wanting a repeat of the last few moments. Zoltan 
followed behind us, and the poor creatures caused me no 
further problems. We eventually arrived at the steps 
that led up to the big front door. I followed the 
Warlock, and as he opened the door we went in followed 
by the Canischelydrus.

There was a big wooden staircase in the massive 
hallway. We went into a room on the right hand side, 
and there was a big log fire burning brightly.

"Ok my dear. You can get undressed now."

I only had my dress and bra on, so I lowered my dress, 
and slipped off my bra. I stood there in the flickering 
firelight, totally naked. The Warlock wasn’t wearing 
trousers, just a big long flowing robe. It was like a 
monk would wear, but it was all black. He slowly lifted 
his robe, and a big hard prick was revealed standing at 
attention. He took two steps back and sat on 
the big old couch.

He pointed to a small table at the end of the couch, 
which had a large glass bowl filled with candies of all 
sorts.

"Ok my little one. What's it going to be? Dick or 
treat?"

I knew there was no way he'd let me go until I’d at 
least sucked his dick.

"I'll have the dick please," I replied.

"Come my little one. Show me how well you can suck."

I walked across and knelt on the floor, putting his 
wong in my mouth. I soon started to relax, as I tasted 
the pre-cum sweet and salty on my tongue. I’d been 
sucking and going up and down on him for a few minutes, 
when he said, "You’re not very experienced at this, are 
you, my dear?"

I lifted off him, "I’m sorry. Am I doing it wrong?"

"Go and pull that sash by the fireplace."

I looked over to the fire, and there was a heavy velvet 
sash to one side of the fire place, I walked over and 
gave it a yank. Nothing happened. I looked over to the 
Warlock, as if to say, "Now what?"

"Be patient my dear."

The door to the room opened and in came a woman; who 
looked exactly like Leticia from the Munsters. With a 
long flowing dress that showed most of her tits, she 
didn’t appear to be walking, instead she appeared to 
float across the floor.

"Yes my dear. What can I do for you?" she asked the 
Warlock.

"My darling, I have saved this pretty young thing from 
the evil minions of hell, and she wants to show her 
appreciation. But I’m afraid she’s very inexperienced, 
and needs some basic training."

At this she knelt down as I had done, "Watch me 
carefully, my dear and pay close attention to how and 
when I breathe." With that she took a deep breath, 
opened her mouth, and took the prick inside. Just a few 
sucks up and down his shaft, and she lifted off. Her 
tongue started lapping up and around his shaft, and 
culminated in flicking the bell shaped end. Then a 
quick breath, and with her mouth again open she went 
back down, this time not stopping. 

The prick was much too long to get it all in her mouth, 
but it all disappeared just the same. She went up and 
down several times, and then lifted off again. A few 
licks, which was when she took her breath, and back 
down onto it. I could see the bulge in her neck, as the 
prick was actually going into her throat!

She lifted off, and looked at me, "There you are my 
dear. It’s really easy. Just make sure you’ve got 
enough air in your lungs before you block your 
windpipe. Now you try it."

I got down and licked all around as she had done, when 
I got to the bit where I flicked at his helmet with my 
tongue, I could see I was sending shivers up the 
Warlock’s spine. His eyes were rolling back in his 
head. I took my deep breath, and slowly went down on 
his prick. As it reached the back of my throat, I let 
it slide further. She was right, it slid in without a 
problem, but it was a strange feeling. I only went two 
or three strokes, before lifting off to take another 
breath. But then back down I went again.

Just as it was entering my throat for the second time, 
I felt her tongue on my pussy. I pushed up and down on 
the prick, but my mind was on what she was doing to me. 
How many strokes I’d done, I don’t know, but I was 
suddenly in need of air. I lifted off quickly, and 
gasped wildly.

"Be careful my dear. I thought you’d been on it a long 
time. You were told to take regular breaths."

I didn’t answer, but as soon as I’d calmed down I got 
back onto his dick and continued taking it deep into my 
throat. She was as skilled at licking pussy as she had 
been at giving head, and my pussy was on fire. I wanted 
a dick inside me like I’d never wanted anything before.

I lifted off his prick, and looked up at him, "Do you 
want to fuck me?"

"You haven’t finished the job you’ve already started."

"Please, I want to have you inside me."

"Ok, since you’ve asked so nicely. Turn around, but 
don’t get up. Stay on your hands and knees, and while 
I’m looking after your needs, you can return the favor 
to my wife."

His wife laid on her back, lifted her dress and opened 
her legs wide to reveal a wet juicy cunt. I got my 
tongue into action trying to do for her what she had 
been doing to me. And behind me the Warlock was easing 
his big prick into my eager pussy. Oh boy was this 
good. The events earlier had been a revelation to me, 
but it was fucking business was just getting better all 
the time. He was ramming away as I licked his wife, I 
was down on my elbows, so as to get low enough.

I didn't have much in the way of tits, just small 
mounds with little pert nipples. Then I felt something 
was touching my nipples, both of them. At first I 
thought the warlock had reached under me with his 
hands. But whatever was on me was wet. I had my head 
firmly in between her thighs, so I had no way of seeing 
who it was giving me the wonderful icing on my cake. 

Then, what had felt like a tongue flicking my nipples, 
changed to something latching around them and sucking. 
The tongue was still flicking away, but there was what 
felt like a large sucker latched around my tits. With 
my tits only being small, he had almost got the 
complete tit in what I presumed was his mouth. But who 
was it? And as I had my face at floor level sucking and 
licking her pussy, how was there room for him to get 
under me. All these questions were pushed to the back 
of my mind as the ramming prick brought me to a boil. 

I knew I couldn’t hold my climax for much longer, when 
I noticed a spasmodic change in his ramming. I knew I 
had been right; he started jerking violently as floods 
of his cream were injected into me. My pussy wasn’t 
going to be out done, and as it began streaming out its 
own juices, it clamped his prick in a series of 
contractions squeezing even more jism into my love 
hole.

I collapsed into a heap on the floor, writhing about in 
some sort of semi-conscious state. I’d fallen off his 
wife’s pussy, and I was on my back on the floor. 
Whoever the two people were on my tits, they hadn’t yet 
let go. Both tits were getting the sucking of their 
life, and this was enhancing my ongoing orgasm. As it 
subsided, I opened my eyes, and got the fright of my 
life. 

There weren’t any other people in the room, only me the 
Warlock and his wife. The Canischelydrus was knelt by 
my side, two of its snake heads busy sucking my tits! 
The third head was right up close staring me in the 
eyes, and flicking its tongue, as a person would lick 
his lips. All passion suddenly stopped, I was 
terrified.

"GET HIM OFF ME!!" I screamed.

The Warlock’s wife had sat up by now, and she gently 
stroked my hair, and softly said, "Calm down, my dear. 
It won’t hurt you. Just lie back and you will 
experience a pleasure not many normal people have ever 
experienced."

"Please don’t do this to me," I pleaded.

"Shh. My little one. Trust me. Open your legs up wider, 
and lift them up to your shoulders, so I can hold them 
for you."

"Please no. Don’t make me."

"Nobody will force you my little one, but doesn’t it 
feel good on your tits. And if you don’t look after 
Tagar and Zoltan, why should they look after you when 
you have to leave?"

I thought about what she meant, and the picture in my 
mind of trying to get back along that walkway without 
my two protectors, was not a pretty picture.

"What are they going to do to me?"

"Don’t concern yourself my little one, close your eyes 
and dream wonderful dreams. You’re about to journey 
into the pleasures zone not known to many people. Lift 
up your legs for me."

I did as she asked, and I felt her take hold of my 
ankles.

"Good girl. Now open wide."

I thought she meant my legs, which were already fully 
wide open, so I tried to get them wider. Since she was 
holding my ankles, this wasn’t easy.

"No little one, not your legs. They’re open exactly 
right already. Open your mouth, and don’t forget about 
your breathing."

I opened my mouth, and I felt the flicking tongue 
investigating my lips. I thought, "Oh god, the snake 
head is going into my mouth." I was right; it slid in 
and was beginning a thrusting action like a big fat 
prick fucking into me. It was taking long slow strokes 
getting deeper each time, until it was now entering my 
throat. There was some action starting down below, 
something was flicking wet around my ass, pussy and 
belly button, all at the same time. The one on my belly 
button kept up the licking and occasional sucking. 

But the ones on both cunt and ass, were now probing. 
They were working as a team, the effect was 
unbelievable. She had said this would be an experience 
to remember, and boy was she right. If ever there were 
an understatement, then that was one.

These Canischelydrus might be creatures of the devil, 
but they were sure as hell taking me to heaven. My hair 
was still being stroked, and she was also kissing my 
neck and nibbling my ear lobes. I can only assume it 
must have been the Warlock, who was sucking my toes. 

The two Canischelydrus had all other areas covered. The 
pleasure was coming at me from all angles. I felt 
myself cumming, but spasm and jerk as I may, and they 
all kept on relentlessly poking, sucking, licking and 
kissing. I came at least five times and I thought it 
was going to go on forever. Then, I was conscious of a 
whisper in my ear.

"Come on my little one. You’re ready to reward the 
Canischelydrus."

Ready to reward them? I thought that was what I was 
doing now! All of the probing stopped, and my tits were 
released. I was helped onto my hands and knees. I’d 
opened my eyes and as I looked at the Canischelydrus 
standing in front of me. I could see this animal was 
not just a mixture of Dog and snake, but the prick 
could only have been that of a horse! It had to be 18 
inches long, and thick as a bottle! I felt the 
Canischelydrus behind me mounting me from behind. Its 
prick ramming at my hole to get in.

"Oh no!" I screamed.

But to no avail, up inside me it went! My belly 
inflated as it pushed in.

"Take a deep breath," was the advice from my 
instructress.

This was followed by the other Canischelydrus pushing 
his prick into my mouth, and forcing hard at my throat. 
The one on my back was now in full stroke, ramming in 
and out hitting my cervix every time. 

But not content with this, two of his snake heads had 
wrapped around me and each one was again swallowing a 
tit apiece, licking at the same time. Its third head 
was licking my all around my neck, and nuzzling my ear 
lobes. Now I know the thought of a snake doing this is 
not what you would normally get turned on by. 

But all I can say is, that unless you’ve experienced it 
you cannot imagine the pleasure. The dick in my mouth 
was pushing hard at my throat, but thrust as he might, 
he was too big to enter. Now as I was building for 
another climax, the Canischelydrus in my mouth decided 
to use its snake heads on me. 

So as he was in my mouth, his heads were down the other 
end of my body. One was licking at my belly button, one 
was sucking and nibbling my clit, and as the prick up 
my pussy was that long that the animal’s body was not 
hard up against me, the third snake found enough room 
to work its way up my ass!

Have you ever heard anyone say, "I feel fucked?" I can 
tell you, they don’t know what fucked is. I was being 
FUCKED! They fucked like it was going out of style, it 
lasted seemingly forever. I came more times than I 
could count. When they finally shot their semen, I knew 
their balls must be another item they have in common 
with a horse. They shot a gallon of goo each! I lay on 
the floor, completely exhausted, covered from head to 
toe in jism. But was I satisfied?

YES I FUCKING WAS!

Unlike a man when he’s had enough cunt, all he wants is 
a beer. All I wanted was sleep!

"That’s it my little one, you get some sleep," I hardly 
heard the last words, before I'd drifted into the land 
of nod. I awoke suddenly, and jumped to my feet, 
saying, "My god! What time is it?"

"Don’t worry my little one, while you’re here with us 
time has no meaning."

Time has no meaning, I thought to myself, it might have 
no meaning to you, but to me it could mean the 
difference between, "Hello darling have you had a good 
night," and "Get up those stairs quick, and your dad 
will be up there with his belt to give you a good 
whipping." While I’d been sleeping, I’d been cleaned up 
completely. My tights and panties had been washed, 
dried, and I was now fully clothed.

I looked over at the Warlock who was also fully clothed 
again, "Can I go home now?"

"Of course you can."

Thinking about what she had said earlier, I asked, "Can 
Tagar and Zoltan come with me, to make sure I get along 
the walkway?"

"That won’t be necessary, and anyway they’re both sound 
asleep. You wore them out," and he laughed.

I looked to where the two dogs, yes I do mean dogs. 
They had changed back to normal big dogs, and both were 
fast asleep by the fireside.

"Come on my little one, you've done yourself proud at 
taking dick. Now go and get yourself a bag of treats, 
and then I’ll show you out." His wife accompanied me to 
the door, and the walkway outside was just a normal 
sidewalk with sticker bushes growing over it. Once down 
the steps I flew like the wind, worrying how late it 
was, and knowing I was in big trouble.

But, when I got to the gate, totally out of breath, my 
brother said, "Shit. You were quick. I didn’t think 
you’d have even got up there by now let alone getting 
dressed. And where did you get that bag of suckers 
from?" 

Then feeling my tights, and not waiting for me to 
answer him. "They’ve dried. Well, mom will never know. 
Give me one of those suckers, and I’ll take the 
flashlight."

Flashlight! I'd left the damned flashlight. "Fuck!"

‘What’s up? You haven’t lost it, you stupid slut! Go 
on, fucking run back in there, and don’t come back 
without it."

I ran back, tripping on bramble after bramble, till I 
reached the oak tree. The Warlock figure was still tied 
to the post, and I searched around the ground looking 
for the flashlight.

"Is this what you’re looking for?"

I turned quickly around, and the dummy was now a frail 
old man. He looked about ninety years old. He was 
holding the flashlight out towards me. I grabbed it, 
saying, "Thank you." I turned and was about to run. But 
the whole area was like once again a pit from hell. If 
I’d have moved one step, they would have been able to 
reach me. I turned back to him.

"What do you want? Haven’t I done enough tonight?"

"Yes my dear. But as you can see my powers are 
limitless. All I want is a year of your life."

"What do you mean?"

"I want you to promise to visit once a week for the 
next year. Then I’ll release you, and claim a new 
Halloween victim."

"And if I don’t?"

"How are you going to get home?"

He had a point! There was no way past the hordes of 
hell.

"But if I agree, can I go now?"

"Of course my little one. But don’t even think about 
going back on your promise, or you’ll end up joining 
those souls down there for eternity."One look into any 
of the faces, told me I didn’t want that.

"Ok, I promise." Instantly he’d gone, so had the hordes 
of hell. I ran back to Garry, and never told him a word 
about what had happened.

Did I keep my promise to go back? Did my brother keep 
hitting on me for a regular fuck? Did his friends do 
the same? Did my dad hear rumors about how I was an 
easy fuck, and try hitting on me for some action? All 
these and more questions could be answered in a later 
story, if anyone is interested.

END

Thanks for reading, and please feel free to email me at 
Lord_John_Thomas@hotmail.com I would also like to 
acknowledge the much appreciated help give by Redbaron, 
who edit this story and gave it a genuine American 
flavour, "Edited by Redbaron719".

It is only the feedback from readers that make the 
effort of writing worthwhile, and I will answer all 
mail received (eventually). I would particularly like 
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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