While outside, dogs fucked cats, birds worried about accidental fatherhood, and bunnies once again lamented having only their soft little selves for comfort, something darker was brewing up in one of the more isolated barns.
The goats, all of whom were female, each one of them their own brand of crazy or depraved were sat in a circle, each one at the point of a pentagram they'd carved into the wood with their hooves over days of fervent masturbation.
What, you thought that at least a ritual in this world wouldn't be depraved?
Now, onto Lilith, who watched her wicked sisters with much the same bewilderment she always had. As the youngest, she was used to not being kept in the loop but...
"Seriously!? You want us to just masturbate until *SOMETHING* happens?" I was beyond bewildered. I was fucking incensed! We'd spent the last week doing nothing but carving stars into every inch of wood in this decrepit fucking barn, reading books so old that the leather was starting to grow its legs back, and masturbating nightly with the most ornate dildos I'd ever known!
My sisters nodded and answered, and in Viola's case swore that of course that was what we were going to do. I just stared, open mouthed, my brush left hanging in my long, beautiful, smooth waves of black hair.
"Sweet sister, with time you'll understand, but for now, you're just going to have to accept that you're young, and dumb, and you'll always know less than us." Victoria's richly condescending voice answered, her hand already slowly stroking up and down between her thighs as if the act meant nothing. She was a bitch, but easily the prettiest of us... Bitch.
Viola scowled beside her, a reversed image of Victoria in every way but looks, while Victoria was pretty in the way you see the Zebra's looking in the magazines, all ass length hair, thick thighs and soft features, even bearing the red eyes of the family summoner, Viola's hair was short and choppy, her tits small and perky, eyes a bright, electric yellow, only a little brighter than the twins had, her tail a doe-like tuft to Victoria's twin long whips, both ending in a ball of fur.
Viola's attitude matched her looks though, and no matter what you said, she could find a way to argue with it. The pair could bitch back and forth for hours if you let them, Victoria's eloquent retorts sparring with Viola's bitchy retorts.
"So what? Not even any toys!? How *fun* could these demons even be if they wont let me enjoy myself just to fuckin' get them here!"
Her scowl deepened, and at the mention of demons, the other two sisters perked up, Visha, who more than made up for Viola's smaller stature with head-crusher thighs and face smothering tits, and Vaya, who'd managed to get both nipples, the full length of her ears, her belly button, clit hood and even the base of her throat adorned with golden piercings. Those two were much less vocal... Twins, also an extremely important point of any ritual group, with their matching inverted cross birthmarks on their foreheads and matching tattoos, both of whom figured the less time spent complaining brought them closer to their goal of getting a nice big demon daddy to fuck their brains out and make life more interesting.
Of course, then there was little old me. Well. Young actually, the baby of the farm, small in the chest area, though happily thick in the thighs, my hair fell a little past my shoulders and was my pride and joy. One time Sebastian had offered to get someone in to cut it down like most of my other sisters had theirs, but I made it very, *very* *VERY* fucking clear that a hair missing from my head would end up with him being separated very messily from his favourite puppy toy.
I like to think the fact he's left us pretty much to ourselves since means he got the message.
After all, it's always been a fact that we goats prefer... Other kinds of company, and it shows. While others wear coats of fur and fuck everything that moves, aside from our hair, and some fur in more private areas, we're smooth as sin, our bare skin a soft shade of almond. (Private areas. Hah! Who am I kidding, I masturbate ritualistically with my whole family.)
That is aside from Victoria, who's skin is now pale as death, aside from a mantle of deep black, velvet like fur around her shoulders, and her hands being a deep, but... Somehow soft black. Let me tell you from experience, when I first came of age, she showed me they don't just look soft... I still shiver just thinking about it.
Now though, no time for the past, the future called, and apparently it called for a pentacle with a hot sister masturbating at each of the stars points. Victoria got everyone in line and in place with sharp orders from a tongue as soft as... as... Nope! Stay in the now Lilith...
Finally, one of us was kneeling over each point, each of us nice and slick from hours of teasing preparation all day long, despite some eye rolling and complaints, not a one of us was unhappy to be finally able to touch,. stroke, rub and generally have fun in whatever way we liked. I pushed my hair back over my shoulders, fingers running down and stroking over a pussy slick with the saliva all of my sisters had made sure to lavish me with. Apparently I was somehow special to this ritual, and oh girl did I feel it...
Just an hour earlier, I'd been placed in a chair, with my legs forced apart, and told that as the focus of the ritual, it was going to be me who "Channelled" Everyone else. For that to happen, I'd need a connection with them all, and though it took me only a second to figure out the meaning, by the time I had, everyone else was ready.
Vaya was up first, as the next youngest, and likely from her own experience of knowing exactly how that place can be stimulated in so many ways, she stayed on hands and knees, pressing soft kisses to my tiny, sensitive clit, taking it softly between her lips and gently running her tongue side to side over it, letting only my tiny, delicate hood lay between her licks and the most sensitive part of my body./ I grabbed the back of her head, but after a steely glower from Victoria's red eyes, resisted pushing my pretty sisters mouth against my clit for more. She licked slow, as she was supposed to, but in the last few seconds pushed my clit hood up, running her tongue against my bared little nub with slow, agonising licks, until Victoria grabbed her by her bleach white hair and yanked her back... She wasn't supposed to go so far at the end like that, but the hair pulling was just because Victoria was kind of a freak like that.
Next, Visha, who took a "Quantity over quality" kind of approach to my needs, and pressed her open mouth to my pussy without a moments hesitation, both of her soft hands holding my inner thighs with a gentle touch, her wide tongue lapping sloppily at my pretty little virgin cunt with the kind of lazy roughness I'd have expected from a cow, not at all afraid to put her whole weight behind every single lick, her tongue grinding up between my delicate lips, as her own plump lips made sure to keep in every drop of her saliva and my wetness, her tongue moving in a slow, relaxing way that I was more than happy for after that precision strike from Vaya. Finally, my pussy focused tongue massage was was put to an end when Victoria slowly wrapped her hands around Visha's long, smoothly curved horns and pulled her away from me...
Viola was next, and honestly, I wasn't sure what to expect... I'd never been with anyone but Victoria, and even that was only a rare treat. Just as my pussy was starting to feel the cold against its wet, neglected, swollen flesh, my bitch of a big sister came in like a fucking wolf!
Viola wrapped her arms around my legs and pulled them in on either side of her face, something I was only to happy to go along with as her tongue lashed and licked, squirming against my tight, virgin slit as bright, sadistic eyes gleamed up at me, her tongue, split down the middle at her request some time ago licking up and down, running against my now verrry much prepared pussy felt so much sharper and more accurate, no matter what she did it felt fucking amazing, her nails digging into my thighs as she held on tight, her tongue begging to slide up, running my clit between the twin halves of her tongue, before she darted it down and began to push the split serpent once again inside of me!
My eyes were closed when Victoria cruelly cut our fun short, grabbing Viola's horns and yanking her violently back away from me, Viola's nails clawing shallow red furrows into my soft flesh as she pulled away, giggling evilly as she wiped her mouth and rolled her eyes at Victoria's annoyed glare.
Now of course, it was my eldest sisters turn... I had no clue what to really expect, I'd only had teasing kisses and finger touches from my big sister in the past, but now there was no rule on what she could do... If anything, I had a feeling she'd put a claim on being the first to go truly inside of me before the ritual, explaining why Viola's... Blessing had been cut so short.
Considering what I'd heard from bedtime gossip though, all of Victoria's "Private conversations" with my sisters had been practice for what she'd do with me... Nobody had a full picture, but I knew they were jealous that all of those pieces they had would be put together on my now soaking, and thoroughly teased canvas.
Victoria got down on her hands and knees before me, crawling closer in a way that made her hips sway like serpentine hypnosis. As she reached me, her arms lifted, and wrapped around my slender waist, soft hands grasping at my back with the almost unnoticeable sharp claws she bore at the tip of each finger. Looking down into her softly glowing red eyes, I gasped at the pain...
A tiny, almost unnoticeable smile twisted her lips in such a delightfully twisted way, her eyes were... I said that Viola had a sadistic look, and until I saw Victoria's only moments later, I believed that.
