Clementina - S05 E16

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Clementina - S05 E16

Read Story: SEASON 5 EPISODE 16

Introduction:

Our heroes are nearing the end of their quest. Will they save humanity? Or will humanity's horrors and their own frailties be too much to overcome?

This is Chapter 16, which comprises parts XXV - XXIX

WARNING: This chapter contains gruesome scenes that involve blood, violence, murder, and evisceration. There are also WWII Nazis. Parts XXVI and XXVIII got pulled from the site where I originally posted this story until toned them down. am posting the full chapter here in its original unexpurgated state, so you are warned.

The usual reminders also apply that this is partly a horror story, and that the story takes liberties with the genders.

If you are in a hurry and want to focus on the main storyline, you can skip part XXV.

Finally, outside of part XXV, there might be slightly less sex and somewhat more story than in the previous chapters (tough to gauge precisely).

Enjoy!

Clementina, Chapter 16 - Sigil

Having recovered from our recent adventures, a few days later we were again hanging out by the pool in the evening, when my grandmother Lily raised the question that was on everyone's mind.

"I was told was the Keeper of the Citadel, and I haven't even been in this Citadel yet. I can see it up on the hill, but why have none of us been Inside?" she asked.

"We leave the Citadel untouched until we are ready to open the Door of the Five," said Bathory.

"And when will we do that?" Lily asked.

"How about tomorrow?" Bathory asked.

"What does this entail?" interjected. "Is this another pink stalk thing?"

"No," Bathory replied. "Opening the Door of the Five is done within the Citadel itself."

"If recall the prophecy, isn't the Door of the Five opened by my daughters and I?" Olympia asked.

"Yes," Bathory said. "You three, plus Roshele. The Keeper is also part of this as well, sort of"

"What do you mean?" Lily asked.

"You'll see," Bathory said, and winked at Lily. "You'll like it, promise.

The next morning the whole group headed down into the Nexus and out through Bathory's chamber into the large marble-floored room had seen briefly after we raised the Citadel.

The room was circular and ran the entire width of the Citadel- about 75 feet wide. The floor was cold marble and the room echoed as we walked in, especially Makala's hooves. The room was mostly bare except a large pink, glowing, fleshy pillar ran down the center and similar pillars were stationed around the room, providing illumination. The pillars had grooves in them and a steady stream of clear slime trickled down the pillars, disappearing into recesses in the floor. I tasted the slime, it held the licorice taste associated with the phallites.

"This is the basement of the Citadel," Bathory said. "There isn't much to see here. Come..." She led the way to a set of stairs that wound around the center pillar.

The first floor was about the same as the basement - a big open space with a pillar and stairs in the center. On one side what something that looked like an altar and at the four cardinal points were alcoves that opened to the outside.

The altar was about ten feet wide and had holders for candlesticks at either end. The front of the altar was carved with symbols I didn't recognize, and behind the altar was another carving - this one depicted us all of us in sorne kind of a frenzied orgy. I was at the very center with my mother sucking my cock and Clementina with her arm past the elbow in my mother's asshole. Makala was reaming out Demeter's ass, Olympia had both of her cocks inside Ona, and Alura had her tentacles all the way through Athena. And finally, Bathory was gaping my grandmother's asshole and sucking on her sheath.

"Wow," I said. "This is...um..." I hesitated.

"Another day at the office," Lily said, laughing. My grandmother had definitely taken on a completely different tone ever since she had let that phallite inside of her.

Just above the orgiastic carving was a circular Indentation.

"What's that?" I asked Makala.

"That's for the Sigil," she said.

"The Sigil?"

"The Sigil opens the Door of the One," she said. "Then the One opens the Door of the Seventeen."

"And then?"

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Let's get the Door of the Five open.

I stepped outside through one of the alcove openings and looked up.

The Citadel was a dome, not unlike the Capitol in DC except smaller, and all around the edge of the dome were niches of some sort. Bathory appeared next to me.

"What are the niches for?" I asked.

"The gargoyles. They are asleep at the moment, but you'll meet them soon enough," she said and pulled me back into the Citadel and up the stairs to the second floor where the rest of the crew had already moved.

"Welcome to your Citadel," Bathory said, as we stepped into the second floor

The floor was covered with the same marble that covered the other floors, except there was an ankle-deep layer of clear, warm phallite slime all over it. The niches that I had seen from the outside were actually open from the inside, so the room opened to the sky beyond and sunlight streamed in. There was a metal throne on one side and a bunch of smaller seats on either side of It. There were several benches arrayed about the room.

"So how do we open the Door of the Five?" I asked. "I don't see any pink stalks or anything like that."

"There are no pink stalks," said Bathory. "Just the throne. Have a seat."

The throne was roughly carved cool metal with a cushion of some sort of leather or leatherette. It looked brand new.

"Where did this chair come from?" I asked.

"The throne is molded to the One," Bathory said. "The day you took the phallite on and became the One, the throne was formed. It is steel and leather. It is for you."

I started to sit down, but Bathory stopped me.

"Take off your clothes first," she said.

I knew better than to be surprised, so I peeled off the bikini top and thong that I had been wearing (we always wore swimsuits any time we went into the nexus the slime gets everywhere) and took a seat on the throne.

As soon as my arms lay on the arms of the throne, straps shot out from a recess in the metal and wrapped around my arms, binding them in place. A second set wrapped around my ankles.

"Hey," I said, shocked. "What the fuck? What is this about?"

"Relax" Bathory said. "It will be fine. Just sit back and relax."

I don't deal well with being restrained, and I fought against the straps, but to little avail.

Bathory gestured to Olympia's twin daughters.

"Not The Two get her hard."

Athena and Demeter, stood in front of me. They, too, had worn thong bikinis that barely restrained their pendulous phallite tits that were starting to trickle milk. Unfortunately, at the moment I was not really turned on - I was more annoyed and a little pissed at being restrained. So having the two almost-chubby platinum goth twins hovering in front of me didn't get me going right away. A tiny trickle came from one of my engorged phallite breasts, but I didn't feel any slime coming from my slit or my asshole, and my cock remained soft.