Escaping the Crypt: A Desperate Human's Thrilling Adventure into the Heart of Darkness

Sasha walked through the grave yard with a drink in hand, her finger going around one small spool of yarn of eight in her jacket pocket. She was a sewer. Her hair was long, wavy and black. The girl of Japanese heritage wore spandex pants, a white t-shirt and a shiny leather jacket. It was a party and Sasha was there with friends. She wasn’t drunk but she didn’t want to be there for much longer. Her ex was watching her and following her through most of the party. When he wasn’t looking she slipped out.
Her car wasn’t too far away but still, she had already spotted her ex coming from behind. He was drunk and stumbling around. She looked around seeing a crypt. She rolled her eyes, usually in the movies she would be the first one to die by going into the crypt and waking the ancient horror within, a mummy, a zombie, some other kind of undead abomination. She slipped through the already open gate of the ten by ten crypt. She could hear him calling, and he was a violent man, never quite forgiving her for the break up. She kept backing up further and further until she was actually touching the crypt. Her tongue licked her large lips, her voluptuous butt pressed against the stone coffin, one of her sharp stiletto high heel platforms went against the stone coffin, sliding down it the stone surface landing on a pebble sized piece of stone protruding from the stones of gray brick. The entire coffin began to shift back, as she fell inside of the hole left from it. She landed on soft soil, looking up, there was a lever all the way down right by her that slowly start going up as the coffin shifted back into place. She pulled her car keys and lit the small torch flash light on it. She looked around hearing the door of the crypt squeak out further.
“Where are you bitch!” she heard him call drunkenly. She just started going down the corridor. It went down for a good thirty feet when she looked behind herself to make sure she could still see the entrance. But there was a two way split. She came from the left one, she pulled one of her spools and a small pocket knife and snipped a piece of yarn dropping it at the left entry. She then started walking further and ran into another one of these two way splits. She did the same for this one. Another piece of yarn. She found that these were ever more common down here. So she kept on doing it. She wandered down these halls knowing they had to lead to some kind of exit for an hour. Some of these passage ways having three or four ways to go behind them and some more. But she then saw light ahead. She smiled seeing a few people walking past the exit. She walked down with a sigh of relief leaving her last one when she called for help turning her flashlight off. One of the people, a silhouette in the doorway looked at her. The person seemed to laugh, judging by the heaving of the shoulders, its hands on its hips, it pulled its head over as a sign to come on and hurry up. She ran in her heels getting up to the person, still not being able to see it only as a black figure, the light behind it was so immense. She could really see it but could barely tell it held a hand out to her. Her eyes narrowed in an attempt to see and took the mans hand. They were very, very warm. It suddenly jerked pulling her into the light. It was blinding for a second or two but her eyes then adjusted and saw the man for what he really was. Not a man but a monster. His skin was bulbous yet looked strewn taut across its body, it roared in her face revealing a mouth of long sharp teeth, its eyes empty sockets filled with teeth themselves, all roaring at her. Its head turned into a fleshy cone that would fall side to side. Its chest another mouth, its hands had long razors on them. Sasha screamed in horror as the monster began to drag her away. Monster similar roared gathered quickly roaring at her.
“Can we eat her!” one roared,
“I want to take it loins!” another cried,
“No!” the one dragging her yelled, its voice having one solid thunderous voice, the second normal with a rasp, and the other two sounding weaker and more frail, “she will go to the butcher, like all of the other females that have wondered down her.” None of them seemed pleased.
She was dragged across the hard stone ground as the monsters surround her, broken and shattered bones, gnawed on and chewed up were scattered ever where. She was suddenly tossed forward. Face down, she started to lift her head.
“What have we here?” a gurtle and raspy voice asked, sound very loud. She slowly looked up seeing with a shuddering jaw. There she saw a nine foot monstrosity. A bloated and fat evil creature of hate sat upon a massive throne made of steel and bones. Orange and blue fires burned brightly all around the large room. They monster growled, with no lips but large visible gums the monster stared at her with slit evil red eyes, three horns, two on each side, one broken and one in the middle of its head. It wore a small loin cloth, not enough to cover the massive member beneath it. Its intestines had long blown from its bloated belly and had pieces of flesh hanging all over from it. It stepped off of its throne as all of the monsters surrounding it stepped back getting to their knees. The demons intestines lifted as if they had minds of their own. She slowly and timidly began to stand in full fear of the monster, its wings flapping once every few seconds.
“I am Asmazok, Demon of the Forge, Butcher of the Weak, Devourer of Flesh. There were legions of us, one as powerful as me and ones even greater, and endless ones of the weaker then us. I was a lord. Until the light was breathed into the universe we were trapped down here with four other lords. We fought each other and I was the victor. I still heal from my wounds so many years ago. We have been trying to travel those thousands upon thousands of tunnels for 100 years, when they first appeared. And they bare us no fruit. Your kind just keep showing up here.” By this time he was too Sasha and walked around her slowly, “And none of them know how to leave, so I devour them, before I have my fun with them first. You human females, are so soft, yet durable.”
Sasha couldn’t move she was in so much fear. That was when she felt a large fleshy hand grasp her shoulder. She gasped being pulled into the air, its hand feeling her body up and down, a fingertip poking her pouty lips, then hands grabbing her well round ass, then going up her legs, the hands ripping off her jacket and shirt as a large tongue came out licking her C-cup tits. It then ripped her spandex pants off and her panties. She gasped feeling the massive three four inch around dick press against her soft, and oddly wet folds. She gave a very short lived contorted cry that turned into a gasp as it stretched her pussy wide. Inch by inch the large hard cock that must have been at least ten or twelve inches made its way inside of her. She gave loud growl of pain and pleasure. Its tongue lapped around her breasts, the long thing started wrapping around her body as she gripped his thick tough skin. She didn’t know what it was but she could feel something wiggling inside of her pussy, it felt so good, she couldn’t help but let the orgasm overwhelm her.
“Ugh! GOD! Uh!” she cried squeezing her eyes shut throwing her head back in pure delight. Her pussy was so soaking wet that it barely hurt anymore. The tongue was so sensitive against her soft flesh. She quivered in how weird it felt, but she couldn’t deny the feelings. Her juices squirted all around its long hard phallus. One of its large hands grabbed her ass one of its long pudgy finger with long black fingernails dipped into her asshole, it pressed through her tight little sphincter gauging her reaction of a scream, the cry of pain quickly turned into a moan of pleasure. The demon gave a deep gurtle laugh. Its lust only matched by its hunger lifted her and slammed her back down on its member faster and harder. Sasha screamed in pleasure. Both of them were insatiable at this point as it just slammed her body down harder and faster, Sasha just wanted to keep on feeling the pleasure as her moans turned to slurs in an attempt to catch her breath. It she gave a vicious roar as she felt it explode inside of her. It dropped her with an evil grin.
“Which one of my fallen was the one who found the girl?”
One of the foul fallen walked forward. Sasha looked, it was indeed the one who found her.
“Bring her to the torture chambers and do anything you wish to her. But I want to feast upon her flesh when you bring her out.”
“Wait!” Sasha cried out, her mind coming out from pleasure filled experience at the threat of torture and consumption, “I can get you to leave this place! To go to the surface again.”
“No” was the simple reply, “The last fifteen said the same thing. They could not remember when they walked through those barriers. You will have no more luck then they, we have given up our hope on the matter of escape.”
The fallen roared grabbing her by the hair it started to drag her away. She screamed in protest and grabbed her captor’s hands. All of the fallen jumped around and roared at the one. She was led through the room and to a rock doorway. It kicked the stone door open rushing in it dragged her to a stone slab. It began to slap steel cuffs chained to the stone slab to her. First her wrists, then her ankle laying her on her stomach. Tears fell from her cheeks not wanting to die. She winced, feeling its cold claws at her back slowly sliding down her bare flesh. Her eyes scanned around. She needed anything, she honestly couldn’t remember what she did to make sure she could make her way back, she knew it, but honestly couldn’t remember what it was, the demon was right, her memory had been taken as soon as she went through the light. She peered past the slowly closing door seeing her clothes that were torn to shreds. She saw a color that didn’t belong there at all, cyan and silver, it was a yarn spool. THE YARN!
The door came to a close.
“Wait! Wait!” she cried, “I really do know how to get out of here. Please if you help me get out I’ll show you too.”
“How?” It queried with its unsettling voice.
“I have a way of getting out, but you have to promise not to kill me after we escape.” Silence lingered,
“Deal.” Was its singular response.
She felt the cold steel keep on going down her back and go over the sweaty flesh of her ass, her body glistened in it.
“I thought you weren’t going to hurt me?” she said beginning to breath hard.
“I am still going to have MY fun with you girly.” It said snarling,
It hopped on top of the slab, she gave a small gasp feeling its member slip and slide between her large round ass cheeks. Hers eyes went buggy in fear. It suddenly jerked its dick down shoving it into her asshole as she offered a violent scream and thrashed around feeling the hard long dick slide in slow and hard. She could feel the bladed hand grasp her soft wet ass cheeks hard and squeeze them together around its phallus. It gave a low pleasurable growl. It pulled out and went back in slowly catching speed. The young Japanese woman grunted trying to take the large member. She gave low grunted moans still feeling pain but nowhere close to what she felt with the demon. She lifted her pelvis giving the fallen a better angle and loosen her own asshole. It worked quite a bit she was actually enjoying the feeling now as she moaned back. It fell forward a bit, she felt its steel blades grasp each side of her jaw ramming her ass whispering to her, all three mouths on its head whispered something different. One whispered one of how it was going to fuck her till

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