This story came about from a discussion I had with my dear friend SovietLUT, on Discord. We were talking about stories for the Halloween season and with history being in vogue on the board, I came up with this story that combines two of my favourite elements, horror and history. Based on the works of the legendary H.P Lovecraft. It's 1935 and the Order of Secrets, a cult made up of influential industrial tycoons, playboys and politicians are seeking to summon the Deep God Sthula to make unholy deals for power. For this purpose, they have kidnapped a young local girl to serve as the vessel to house Sthula. However, as they are about to discover the cult will get more than they bargained for... Happy Halloween!
Monday October 31st 1935 20:00, the Basem*nt of Calvin Manor, the Hamptons, Long Island
"Are the preparations complete, Brother Stockwell?" Asked Henry Calvin, senator for New York as he observed two of his fellow members of the Order of Secrets, chain a young struggling naked woman, to the stone altar they had prepared for their ritual to summon the Deep One Sthula. "Yes, Brother Calvin. The girl is feisty, but should make an ideal vessel for our Lord." Calvin smiled as he waved away the youngest son of oil magnate Charles Stockwell, turning his attention back to the vessel. The girl was a pretty little thing the gag around her mouth not doing anything to marr her beauty, with high cheekbones heart shaped features and big blue almond shaped eyes, full of terror wet with tears. Her dark brown hair falling into curled tresses around her bare slender shoulders. The sight of the girls naked body, her small but buoyant breasts with small circular areolas and full vulva crowned with a trimmed triangle of brown pubic hair, stirring feelings of arousal in his loins. Calvin, didn't know the girl personally just a ten penny hooker, Brother Anderson had picked up in town, it wouldn't be like anyone would miss her. He looked out at his six assembled brothers, all clad in robes of deep people with gold amulets around their necks fashioned in the shape of a tentacled visage. He walked up to the struggling chained woman. "Don't worry, my child. You are about to become a part of something infinitely your greater." He said as he gently caressed her cheek, the girl recoiled from his touch screaming into her gag, turning from her, Calvin accepted a large leather bound tome from Brother Cooper. "Brothers. It is time to summon the Deep Goddess and secure our place in history!" Calvin exclaimed as he opened the book, and began to intone the ancient words.
" Nikto Klaatu Baradu! Summonus Sthula!" Stella Matthews squirmed on the stone altar as she heard the crazy rich f*cks chant the words that meant nothing but gibberish to her. She cursed herself for being foolish, getting trapped in this situation. If it wasn't for the fact that she needed the money to pay her rent, Stella wouldn't be here in this situation. Closing her eyes, Stella made a promise to herself that if she ever got out of this alive she would do something more worthwhile with her life, other than whoring herself out. Despite the absurdity of the situation, Stella felt a trickle of fear run down her spine as she screamed into her gag. After five minutes, she heard the sound of a thunderclap appear above her and screamed into her gag enough to shift it from her mouth. A portal of purest black appeared above her, she called out in terror as she first saw yellow glowing eyes from the gloom above then tentacles emerging from the edges of the portal. Suddenly the tentacles shot forward, engulfing Stella's naked form. The terrified girl whimpered in fear, as she felt the tentacled mass enter her body, using every orifice. Slowly taking over her consciousness, until she heard one name. Sthula.
Slowly the struggles of the girl on the altar subsided, replaced by slow gentle breathing, as Calvin and his brothers knelt in awe of their god upon the altar. The girl's head slowly turned to face Calvin, her eyes flashed yellow before she addressed him. "Why have you summoned me, mortal? Why do you have me bound? Release me!" Sthula spoke in the girls voice, a slight echo in her voice. Calvin raised his head. "My deep lady. My brothers and I have summoned you for we desire power and riches enough to dominate our world." Sthula laughed, an odd sound full of malice and evil. "Don't you have that already? Foolish little mortal! Release me or I will claim your souls!" The other brothers surrounding the altar all looked nervously at their leader Calvin. "My lady. We have bound you for your own safety, the people of this world are simple. They will fear your presence and seek to harm you." Sthula's eyes flashed yellow in anger, her voice even but full of malevolence. "Liar. You seek to keep me as your pet. A mere plaything for yourself and your pathetic cult. Well, your souls are all forfeit!" Calvin and his brothers reared back, some of them started to run for the basem*nt door up a flight of wooden stairs. "No my lady wait! We beseech you. We are your humble servants!" Calvin held out his hands, as the chains restraining the girls form snapped. Slowly Sthula rose from her stone altar, then holding out her hands shot out tentacles from her fingers which engulfed Calvin and his followers. Sthula laughed as she squeezed the life from the foolish mortals that thought themselves her master's, and deep inside her she felt the essence of the mortal girl, Stella take pleasure in watching the men who violated her suffer for their hubris.
Once the last of the brothers of the Order of Secrets had been slain, Sthula heard a gentle knock at the basem*nt door. " Excuse me? Mr Calvin? Is everything alright down there? I heard screaming." It was a young female voice, Sthula grinned as an idea entered her mind. She would need clothing if she was going to walk among these pathetic creatures. Clearing her throat, she screamed. "Oh my god! Please help me! They are all dead! I need help!" Sthula perfectly imitating the voice of the mortal sacrifice Stella. She heard the lock to the door clicking, then the door opening as the wood of the stairs creaked from gentle footsteps.
Maid Emily Carter, slowly walked down the stairs of the basem*nt walking down the stairs to the source of the terrified woman's voice. At 23, Emily had been working as a maid in Calvin Manor for only 6 months. With Mr Calvin's wife out on business and most of the manor staff abed or in town for the Halloween festival, Emily was the sole maid on duty tonight. Not that she minded, she was never one for Halloween Emily scared too easily. She dressed in a simple black uniform dress, with white lace apron and matching frilly lace hat that she wore perched over her blonde locks tied into a sensible bun. Emily was an attractive young girl, with shallow cheekbones rounded features and deep brown eyes. As she entered the basem*nt, Emily's mouth widened in shock as she saw a young naked girl shivering, terrified surrounded by the bodies of six men all dressed in strange flowing purple robes. One of which was Mr Calvin, their faces all frozen in fear and horror. "Oh my god!" Are you okay? What the hell happened here?" Emily asked as she moved to comfort the girl. Then to Emily's surprise, the girl started to laugh as she raised her head blue eyes flashing. "Foolish men of power, who thought themselves equal to a god." Emily began to slowly back away, afraid. "What I don't understand?" The naked girl straightened herself out, fixing Emily with a cold stare. "Nor would I expect you to, little mortal." The girl then looked Emily up and down. "Your garments, you will not be needing them." She said with an evil grin, stretching out her right arm. "Wha-!" Was all Emily could manage as tentacles sprang forth, engulfing her. The maid felt the appendages coil around her slender neck, forcing their way down her throat. Emily choked as she was forced to her knees, the life being stolen from her body as her soul was claimed by Sthula. As soon as the deep goddess felt the life leave Emily's body, she released the maids corpse were it fell to tne basem*nt floor.
Not standing on ceremony, Sthula knelt by the maids corpse then started to undress her. After removing the girls hat, apron and shoes from her small feet, Sthula turned the maid on her back unbuttoning her dress. After loosening the garment from the dead mortals shoulders, Sthula peeled it down the maids slim attractive body working it loose from her hips and turning the body back onto her front, leaving the dead girl dressed in only her cheap cream lace slip and matching high waisted lace underwear. As befitting her station as an old god, Sthula had no feelings of squeamishness as she decided to take the girls underwear as well. Rolling up the girls slip, Sthula whipped off the girls panties pulling them down her long divine legs exposing a small cl*t topped with a thick trimmed strip of golden blonde pubic hair. After pulling up the stolen panties, Sthula leaned the half naked maids body against her own then grabbing the hem of the slip, pulled the garment over the dead girls head revealing a large well formed pair of breasts with full pink roundel shaped areolas. Letting the naked corpse flop back down onto the hard basem*nt floor with a thud, Sthula pulled the slip over her head then finished getting dressed in the dead maids clothing. After fixing the lace frilly hat on her head, Sthula worked out the creases from her stolen outfit and walked out of the basem*nt leaving the bodies of the dead naked maid and the cultists behind.
As she walked out into the open air, Sthula took a breath of this world's air disgusted by the taste of it on her stolen lungs. As much as she despised this world and the humans in it, she saw an opportunity when it presented itself. These creatures were simple things and had simple desires, something she could well facilitate as an ancient deep one. She looked down at her stolen outfit, it would do for the time being enough to cover her modesty but she would need to acquire another outfit as soon as the opportunity presented itself. And as she glanced over the horizon, she saw lights in the distance. Sthula smiled it was time to see what this strange world had to offer.
I would like to wish everyone on the board a Happy Halloween! Trick or Treat!
