In_Darkness_Dwells - Sex Stories

In_Darkness_Dwells

... pulled a stick of dynamite out of his pack. “What are you doing?!”

“This’ll shut them up,” Sam muttered with a deranged gleam in his eye. Volker tried to stop him, but Sam lit the fuse and threw it down an adjacent passage. “Fire in the hole, you bastards!”

The dynamite exploded, slamming all three with a painful shockwave that knocked them off their feet. They hit the ground with their eyes rolling and ears ringing, but they could all feel the cavern shaking around them even while disoriented. Cracks ran through the floor, walls, and ceiling, and dust and rocks began to fall.

“It’s a cave-in, run!” Volker shouted. The three moved on instinct, sprinting in whatever direction they thought would protect them as they were devoured by the earth.

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The light of the torch shone through Sorine’s eyes, and the flames warmed her face, slowly bringing her back from one world of darkness and into another. She was lying on the cavern floor, aching all over. Her weapons were gone, as well as her protective silver and dynamite.

“Sam? Volker?” she called out. No answer.

Further down the tunnel, she could see a light and stumbled towards it as if drunk. As she got closer, she could hear multiple voices, all chanting. Finally, she turned the corner and found herself in a large chamber with a bonfire burning in the center. A statue of the Devil was carved into the wall, and beneath its outstretched arms, a shirtless man, wearing a goat skull over his face, stood ...

... beside a stone altar. Several men and women sat around the fire, their unclothed bodies covered in runes and glyphs written in blood. They all bowed over and over again while reciting the dark chant.

A cloth bundle was presented to the masked man, and he set it on the altar, revealing a crying baby. He raised his hand, holding a ceremonial dagger in his grip, shouted something Sorine did not understand, then brought down the blade. “No!” she screamed. As blood trickled down the sides of the altar, all of the congregants turned to Sorine, glaring at her with empty eye sockets. They opened their toothless mouths and released beastly, bloodcurdling screams. Terrified, Sorine took off in a run, sprinting down another passageway. Candles and torches lined the walls, illuminating her way. Countless howls and screams of agony echoed through the passage, and as Sorine ran, she saw who they were coming from.

She passed by countless chambers where men, women, and children were both suffering and performing the most horrific rituals. Torture, rape, cannibalism, murder, every room had some unspeakable horror. People were being dismembered, disemboweled, skinned alive, and burned, with the light of torches and candles dancing on the stone faces of demonic statues. Blood flowed across the stone floor like rain, forming puddles Sorine splashed and sloshed through. The stench was overpowering, mixed with the smell of voided bowels and various body fluids.

“This is the legacy of your ...