An eldritch scene

You feel the hair on the back of your neck stand on end, feeling an eldritch dread at what you are witnessing. You glance at Mason, but his attention is fixed on the room below, his face drawn and tight. The slithering continues, and a black robed and hooded figure slowly appears in one of the dark archways of the room below. It stops, as though waiting for something, with no sign of hands or face.

One of the red robed figures raises her arms again, beginning a sonorous chant that is sound like gibberish. The chant is taken up by the white robed sisters, who gather in an arc around the altar and Chanel's bound and splayed body. You start to hear words in the chant, although they are from no language you've ever heard.

"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn," they intone, their hoods turned towards the menacing black robed figure who remains motionless in the archway.

Their chanting increases in volume, speeding slightly, and the black robed figure suddenly moves forward, the robe giving no sign of legs walking beneath it.

But behind it..... Behind it trails a green and black mottled obscenity like the tail of an immense snake.

Your skin is crawling as you watch. You grip Mason's arm tightly as you suppress a gasp. He shakes his head, nodding towards the floor below where the black robed figure has reached the altar, standing between Chanel's trembling thighs.

The white robed girls continue their eerie chant, swaying unsteadily as their voices blend. The fog continues to fill the air, making the whole scene surreal. This seems very real, although you tell yourself it must somehow be staged, and a primeval part of your mind is screaming for you to run and hide.

The black robed figure extends its arms, the sleeves falling back to show clawed, reptilian hands. They rake down Chanel's creamy thighs as the girl shivers and moans. Her face is slack, her eyes unfocused, as though she is either overcome by fright or ****.

The black robed figure opens its robe as it presses closer to Chanel's pussy. You suppress another gasp as not one, but two obscene, livid white penises are exposed, already rampant and ready to violate the helpless girl on the altar. Your mind reels as Chanel gives a deep erotic groan as she is penetrated, ass and cunt simultaneously.