Lance Hayward
Bella, Mrs. Miles, and Veronica were at the lead as we rushed toward the front doors of St. Theresa's. The trio had conjured stone shields before them, their short skirts swaying in the black wind that howled around the church.
Evil had broken into the world. I could feel it. Something had crossed over from the Otherworld. A monster.
An Imprisoned.
Bella hit the front doors of the church with her mother and Veronica on her heels. The doors burst open in a spray of splintered wood. Green and yellow light glowed from their garters as they pressed forward. I raced behind them, tapping into the Golden Power.
A lance of gleaming sunlight appeared in my hand while my aunt and cousins, who were around me, conjured whips of flames.
The remaining maids--Mrs. Johnson, Kylie, Ms. Docea, Janiqua, Cali, and Angela--followed us inside.
I leaped through the ruins of the doors into the foyer of the church. Already, my maids rushed into the main worship hall. A woman screamed in terror. Nails scratched at the floor, an ear-splitting sound.
I spotted her, a naked woman with a white cloth wrapped around her body being dragged toward a monstrous, shadowy thing.
Something disturbing that had bled through the cracks of reality. Strangely shaped, hard to fully see. It warped the eye with its nauseating angles.
A thing that did not belong here. The very ground beneath my feet groaned beneath its monstrous presence.
"HEEEEELLLLPPPPP!" the woman screamed as the tentacles dragged her closer to a terrifying maw.
Draped over one of the pews was the lower half of another naked woman. A pair of legs and part of her abdomen, wet entrails spilling to the floor. Torn clothes scattered across the floor. My stomach twisted at the sight of the poor woman.
I wasn't in time.
"Hayward," the demon growled with... delight. Amusement. It lifted the woman in the air. "Delicious."
The things maw opened. Rage burst in me. I threw my golden lance.
The weapon flashed through the air and slammed into the tentacle that held her. It severed through the shadows. They melted away. The woman gasped as she dropped to the hard, stone floor of the church.
"No!" Ms. Docea cried.
Mrs. Johnson groaned.
Wind burst beneath the woman, a swirl that kicked up dust, and caught her. She gasped, tumbling on it before the wind threw the woman in an arc. The screaming woman landed in my arms. I staggered beneath the weight of catching her.
"Thank God," Mrs. Johnson groaned, her voice sounding strained.
"It worked," Ms. Docea added.
"Attack!" I roared as I set the poor woman down on the pew. She trembled and curled into a ball. I wasn't sure she realized I was here.
My three Bodyguard-Maids rushed forward with their shields raised. Inky tentacles lashed at them and struck their defenses. Mrs. Miles staggered from one blow but caught herself, the MILF's skirts swirling and breasts heaving. She shouted and pressed forward.
I formed another lance and chased them, my aunt and cousins around me with their flaming whips. A tentacle whipped over the heads of Bella and Veronica.
My Maid-Wife screamed in warning. I thrust my lance out before me. The tentacle slammed into it, penetrating down the weapon and striking me in the chest
The breath exploded from my lungs as the blow threw me off my feet. Inky darkness melted around me as my head creaked down on the stone floor. Lights flashed before my eyes, it felt like my brain was sloshing around in my skull.
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Nancy Heres
Anger raged in me at the sight of my Master-Nephew down on the ground.
"BURN IT!" I roared, and jumped onto the top of a pew. I leaped to the next to race past where the three Bodyguard-Maids held back more of the tentacles.
My daughters rushed down the other side of the aisle and leaped like I did, their orange garters glowing, their whips in hand.
We used to burn with lust, with unbridled passion. Now we were controlled and leashed by Master Lance's power.
We blazed for him.
My whip of fire lashed out at the tentacles and struck. My flames wrapped around the appendage, fire burning against darkness.
I leaped off the pew, landing with grace on my high heels. My boobs nearly heaved out of my bodice. I didn't care.
I yanked on the whip, burning through the tentacle.
I was one of Master's maids. Here was a mess to clean up.
My daughters' fire lashed at other tentacles. As I ripped through mine, reducing it to dissolving shadows, they drove back other attacks from the monster. The Bodyguard-Maids pushed forward as I laughed.
My pussy burned as hot as my whip. A sexual excitement rippled through me as I unleashed my power on this monster. I whipped it with flames. It roared and flinched from fire.
The purest form of light. The first tool that mankind used to drive back the night. The terrors.
The horrors that didn't belong here.
My daughters and I lashed at it, whipping it. Punishing it for daring to step into our world. It flailed its tentacles.
One stuck Izzy. My daughter screamed as she flew back over the pews. She would have crashed into them and broken bones, if not her neck, but the wind from Ms. Docea and Mrs. Johnson caught her.
She flipped over, her skirt blowing up to flash her shaved twat. She landed with grace and charged back into the fray.
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