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Chapter 9 by brothersammywilson brothersammywilson

What does Anna decide?

She decides to risk the warding

Anna didn't want to waste any time looking for another entrance to the basement that might not even exist. She decided she would be capable to face whatever might be in this hallway. She slowly made her way down, hand on a bottle of holy water as she figured if the ward was demonic in nature, it might be susceptible just as the demon would be.

The first few steps of the seemingly endless hallway were uneventful, so much so that Anna almost let her guard down. Fortunately she hadn't when she suddenly was grabbed by the hair and wrenched backwards onto the steps. She landed hard, but instead of the wooden steps she expected to hit, she felt herself land against what felt like a sea of hands. They hungrily roamed her body in the darkness, taking greedy handfuls of her ass and tugging at her clothes.

Unable to see behind her, but able to get a sense of where the hand gripping her hair was, she desperately tossed the flask of holy water into the darkness. With a hiss, the hand released its grip. Anna tried to stand, but the remaining hands held firmly to parts of her clothing. She shrugged the jacket off her arms to get some space, and used her remaining flasks of holy water to free her legs. Now defenseless, speed would be her best friend. She tried to push aggressively through the remaining staircase.

Unfortunately, it was much like trying to swim upstream. The hands were relentless in their ****, coming from every direction. Anna was able to stay upright, now anticipating and bracing herself for their impact, but that did not seem to limit their reach. They groped her breasts and rear, eliciting gasps from the huntress. Several hands tugged at her tank top. She tried to twist to avoid their group, but it seemed to only aid the phantom hands in pulling it over her head and off her body. Other hands made for her bottoms, and despite her best efforts, Anna was quickly overwhelmed and stripped naked.

Now nude, the hands had ample opportunity to focus their **** as Anna desperately pushed forwards. Hands stroked and tugged at her nipples. Fingers petted her clit and lower lips, a few even probed inside of her.

After what seemed like an eternity, Anna finally found herself at the bottom of the stairwell, exposed, disheveled and desperately horny.

****.

Can Anna Proceed?

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