Deirdra passes the test!

The white light disappears, and once again you are mollested by zombies. They grab your arms and shackle them to chains hanging from the ceiling, leaving your feet dangling aboove the floor by less than an inch. Strong, powerful hands grab at your blouse, and rip it off of you. Your jeans suffer the same fate as they become nothing more than a handful of rags. Your bra cuts into your back as it is ripped away from your body. Your panties, for some reason, are treated with more reverence. The zombies take the time to slide them down over your hips and let them fall down your legs to the floor under your dangling feet. 'Great' you think to yourself. 'Zombies with a panty fetish.' Then the grope fest begins. Cold, dead hands cover your entire body, groping every inch of you. Though you may not want to respond, your body betrays you as your nipples stand erect and your cunt starts to leak the dew of your womanhood. Fingers invade your ass and cunt, and again you find yourself struggling against the felings of lust and desire. Then you feel tongues. Tongues everywhere. Your shoes and socks are pulled off, and your toes are licked and sucked while others work on licking and sucking your ass and cunt. you're not sure how, but your resolve holds. You **** yourself not to cum. The tongue bath stops, and you are lowered to the ground.

The next round begins with no respite. You are placed on all fours, and chained to the floor. The zombie gang bang begins with the males taking you from the rear while the female zombies **** you to pleasure them with your tongue from the front. Zombie after zombie cums inside your ass and cunt or all over your face. Still you are able to hold back, just barely, as the last zombie empties his cock into your cunt. You're not sure how many zombies have abused you.

You find yourself wondering if it's possible for a zombie to make you pregnant when the four gargoyles you first saw swoop down from their perches. The zombies leave the mausolem howling in fear before them. The gargoyles release you, and the white light suddenly reappears, that familiar voice out of nowhere begins to speak. "You have passed the test. The gift I give you is the phallus of light and truth. It will shine brightly for you, even in the darkest of places. Before you go, you may find release with my four servants should you desire."

The light vanishes and a new door opens up at the other end of the mausoleum. A short, white wrap around mini dress materializes to cover your body while the phallus of light and truth materializes in your right hand. Even your sneakers have been replaced with a pair of white thong sandals. The only thing left of your original outfit that is worth anything are your black lace panties, which you pick up. As you start to put them on, the gargoyles look at you, longingly. "Deirdra, it has been so long for us. Please let us pleasure you. We can give you so much delight."

Why not? You've certainly earned the right to cum after all those zombies! You take off your brand new white mini dress and lay it safely to the side. The gargoyles surround you and touch your body in ways you never thought possible. The effects are electrifying. They kiss you, over and over again. You've never felt such passion in anyone's kiss before! You find yourself swept up in a wave of lust. You grab two gargoyle cocks, and start wringing them as you lick and suck their heads. The taste is intoxicating! You can't get enough!

Meanwhile the other two gargoyles play around with your nether holes. One fingers your ass while the other fingers your wet, hot slit. You cum so hard you pee yourself, yet it's not enough. "Fuck me!" you scream. "Please fuck me!" A gargoyle crawls under you while the other mounts you from behind. You feel their cock heads ready to thrust into you at the entrance of both holes. You push back, impatiently, trying to drive both cocks into you at once. They pull back a little, and the one at your rear gets your attention.

"Deirdra, do you want us to cum inside you?" He asks this sincerely. "Or shall we cover you in cum?"

There's something about gargoyle mythology that deals with their sexuality you just can't seem to remember right now. You think to yourself that's it's a very important bit of information, as your brain struggles on overload to recall it. You turn to answer the gargoyle...