Chapter 6-2 Book 7

Chapter 6-2

The Final Hours

Part 3

Even though I didn't want to be with Eli like I had with my friends back home, well, that wasn't exactly true. I wanted more than a one-night stand; I wanted him badly, so badly it hurt knowing that I wouldn't be here long. In fact, in a few hours, I would be leaving him and this experience behind. Oh God, why did fate have to be so cruel? I thought. I did my best to put it out of my head. Knowing if I didn't, he could have me killed as an impostor and not only me but the children I had seen coming in when we first arrived, and no doubt any slave that was here to see to our comforts. I had asked Jeff to leave the room so I wouldn't be seen having sex with Eli, or him having sex with me. Even though he told me he and my guard dogs wouldn't judge me for doing so, because I was only allowing it to save my life and the people we were trying to free.

Tony and his team needed proof and time for the High Council members to arrive to witness the Birthing Ceremony. The plan was simply that I would keep them focused on me as they slipped in and dealt with the members. We would deal with Eli and his friends, either there or back at the school. I also knew I needed to find a way to message Tony and the Headmaster that they were both in danger.

I moved over even closer to Eli as he lifted me out of the tub and allowed me to lie back on the fur rug that was around the tub as he climbed in between my legs, placing my penis in his mouth and doing me orally. I sighed heavily, running my fingers through his red hair asking how our brethren might deal with my babysitter. He looked up at me, asking why I wanted to know. I saw him question me in his eyes. I blurted out, "I'd love to help if I can, to get some revenge for myself," my voice a little breathless. With a chuckle, I replied. "I have a great idea."

He said curiously. "And?"

As he continued sucking on my penis and my sack, I laughed. "We could go back to my room and tie him up and he could watch us having sex. Then we could have him killed or I could do it. Actually, I would love to do it for payback." Eli smiled as he made his way up to my lips and kissed me.

Right away I could tell he wasn't as practiced as I was, asking me if I had ever kissed anyone before other than a girl. Said clearly that kissing a girl didn't count. I said, wrapping my arms around him. "It's been a while since I have had sex or kissed anyone who is capable of showing me any kind of love. Other than Arthur who is mentally retarded, and he isn't one I would recommend kissing, but he is a nice piece of ass if that is all I had available.

"Granted, it's not the same as other boys I have been with, but it was either him or nothing, but even that, they took it away from me by separating us. They forced me to have sex only with women several times a day, using pain and torture, and with some black bitch they'd brought in specifically to corrupt me with their perceived filth, and she brought other black whores and any other bitch that they could off the streets. I kissed him, deepening the kiss.

He pulled away from me and licked his lips. "So, I am your first after being incarcerated?" I nodded, and he kissed me even deeper, taking my lips with his. He followed it with his tongue and down my neck, said. "Then I need to show you what you have been missing." I faked a moan which wasn't hard, and he redoubled his efforts. He looked up at me as he swirled his tongue around my right nipple.

He stopped and said. "I have to admit I like the idea of your babysitter watching us having sex, then bending him over the bed and showing him what he could have had. Then have him killed, but I rather make his death more public as a warning to anyone who tries to interfere with us ever again. As ordered, I killed the teacher for his unwillingness to provide information about the meeting that would have revealed our missing comrades' fate. Then I can move back into that room with you and my other roommate afterwards. Unless you rather not have me as a bed partner and a roommate after we have been married?"

I laughed, trying my best not to make it sound so fake. "Of course I want you to be my roommate, but most of all, my bed partner and husband. So, it was you who killed him? The more I learn about you the more fascinated I am about you."

The situation was beginning to confuse me, especially because I couldn't detect any signs of Eli's involvement, even though I felt a strong connection with him. It was almost as if we were soul mates, along with the two girls, Rhoda and Jackie. Despite everything starting to make sense now, I still couldn't grasp how or why this was happening. Even worse, having the knowledge that we'd all be heading home tomorrow morning, abandoning Eli and the girls to their fate, the reality of a nonexistent future together hung heavy in the air. The quiet confirmation was deafening. If Eli was telling the truth, it seemed inevitable that he would end up in prison for murder. Rhoda and Jackie, on the other hand, would merely be one-night stands. Desperately, I wished for a different outcome, but fate has always been cruel, more so to me.

To make matters worse, Jeff didn't provide any more details about what was going to happen. All he said was that things would work out, urging me not to be in such a hurry. Inwardly, I growled with frustration. I hated the fact that Jeff always had inside information that I needed, yet he made me wait for it all to unfold. It was even more frustrating because I hadn't earned it. In moments like these, I couldn't help but despise my ghostly friend, especially when I heard him laugh as if he had the best cream.

Eli admitted to his responsibility for the teacher's death. I forced a smile, hiding my sadness about his potential punishment. I hoped he would stop talking, but I wanted him to incriminate himself. It was unsettling to realize I was involved with someone connected to evil. Yet why didn't I or Jeff feel anything if it was true? I prayed inwardly that it wasn't true, even though I didn't have any faith in prayer. The situation was unchanged. We still desperately needed the truth, and I felt the intense pressure of all eyes on me. Even though I couldn't see them I had no doubt they were watching me, and hearing everything that was taking place inside this room. Seeking information, I spoke up. "So, I am curious when I am going to have the honor of making a blood sacrifice to our true God Lucifer, and our savior Mormo unless you're not allowed to tell me that?"

He paused, looking up at me as he answered. "When you have been ordained as one of the holy brethren when you and I graduate from Crest-Ridge and our friends; they seldom let us do it until our eighteenth birthday other than the animals that have been blessed to become our sacred offerings. Even though my father's a High Bishop not even I am allowed that honor; but because of my unique skills, and I and my friends who have met are sent out on missions for the church, because people don't expect us to kill someone, they usually think that someone like my Dad to do it." Again, catching him in a lie stating he has killed before just wanting to impress me. I wanted to strangle Eli because he thought his confession of killing someone would impress me. I was playing Shawn, not Eric, and I knew Shawn would be impressed, but I wasn't; I hated liars and people like my father, Jim.

He said. "You too will be asked to perform such a task now that my Dad knows what you are truly capable of, after hearing what happened during gym class today. Your capabilities really surprised him. Said the Holy Prophet Crawford was holding out on him. Even though he was told you had some fighting skills. He just didn't tell us that you were a force to be reckoned with even in your weakened state."

I observed as the girls returned, carefully carrying my sodas. It caught my attention that someone had replaced the girl who had a broken nose. Eli, taking charge, instructed the other girl to turn around so he could check if someone had whipped her. To my dismay, I winced when I saw that she had indeed been whipped. With a wicked smile, he then declared, "Take a seat and refrain from moving or speaking as we indulge ourselves. You see, my friend hasn't been with anyone in a very long time. I've made a promise to him that I would show him true love before he has sex with my sister Rhoda. The purpose is for her to conceive a child with him, and he will also be married to Jackie as his second wife. However, it is unfortunate that I will be the one fathering her child. We hope that our God and his daughter Mormo will bless their union, as well as ours. Tonight, they will be married, and she will become his first wife. And I will become his first husband."

He spoke, and my mind was still in turmoil. He had previously explained that I would be married to him and his sister Rhoda, with the expectation that she would bear my first child. But in truth, it would be Shawn, not me. Shawn would also be married to Jackie, which I was sure he would love to find out. I was looking forward to seeing his face when he discovered all the things I had done, playing with him and leaving him to deal with the mess. It was a perplexing situation that evoked conflicting emotions within me. I wanted to laugh, cry, and escape from this place, leaving these repulsive and wicked individuals to their own doom. But then I wondered if it wouldn't be so bad having Eli as my husband and having two wives. It almost seemed unreal, but the more I thought about it, the more it seemed normal and like we were meant to be together.

But I quickly snapped back to reality. None of it would happen for two reasons. Firstly, I was playing the role of Shawn, not Eric, which meant Shawn would be the one married to the three of them, not me. And secondly, I was leaving for home tomorrow, leaving all of this behind. I wanted to kill the person in charge of my fate because I wished I wasn't playing the role of Shawn, but myself. If I had the choice, I would have wanted Eli as my husband and Rhoda and Jackie as my wives. But fate is cruel, and I knew none of it would happen. I growled inwardly, angry that it didn't change the situation. I found myself with limited options and no choice but to proceed with the ceremony. To gain some clarity, I asked him about the number of wives he had. He informed me that he already had three wives and tonight would mark the addition of the fourth. It became clear that he had fathered a child with each wife and was being prepared for a prominent role in his church.

I nodded in understanding, and he resumed pleasuring me, pausing only when he noticed the tattoo on my navel. Curiosity got the better of him, and he asked about the origin and significance of the marking on my body. I raised my head and looked at where he was looking. I said, "My parents put it on me what they call a shaming ritual for having sex with boys, and because of that, they have shunned me and Arthur as they burned it on me with a hot iron. It didn't matter that Arthur and I had found having sex with boys more appealing than with girls or that our God and Savior had shown us what true love is.

"My parents didn't believe in our God or his daughter Mormo, telling me that Arthur we were corrupt and needed to return to the ways of their corrupted faith or face torture and death and have been given six months to a year to prove to them we were no longer corrupt. It was why I was forced to have sex with as many girls as possible and so often I was considering killing myself or cutting it off."

He licked the tattoo, and I felt relieved knowing that it could only be removed with alcohol-based cream. Regardless of how much poking, touching, or washing with plain soap and water, or even using their tongue, it wouldn't come off easily. They would touch it up daily to ensure its durability.

Eli growled. "I would have killed them instead." Going back to my penis and spreading my legs so he can work his tongue in between them as he pleasured my crotch and sack repeatedly telling me he likes it this way. That perhaps I should leave it this way and I could shave him, now that we were going to be bed partners and married to each other and our new brides. I pretended that it no longer didn't shock me. The idea of being married to a boy, or a man was something I have heard of, but it was a rarity, not so much as it is today.

I growled back angrily said. "I tried too several times, but each time I tried they would bind me with chains or handcuff me until I had learned that no handcuffs could hold me long, thanks to my friends in our church. It was then they brought this black bitch in, that placed large bands of metal on each of my wrists and ankles and placed a collar around my neck. So, they could inflict pain through it, and bind me, by the press of a button on their wrist where they had a bracelet that controlled them. The bands on my ankles and wrist were seamless and held no lock for me to work, like the handcuffs.

"It wasn't until they broke my leg and my fingers and sprained my shoulder did they removed them, but now that I am healed, except for my fingers mostly, they will replace the bands sometime tomorrow."

He nodded. "Then we must make sure that doesn't happen. I will tell my father that Tony must die tomorrow morning before the new Headmaster arrives. Now I must do what I can, so you know what it feels like to be truly loved."

I cringed as he had me turn over on my stomach had me kneel as he reached over for some lubricant he said. "This might hurt a little because you haven't been pleasured in a while. "I nodded balling my hands into a tight fist, knowing I couldn't move, or fight him off me. Because it would sell me out and I would be killed as an impostor and so would everyone here who was a slave to them.

I prayed that the medicine would make it, hoping to feel nothing. Once he had lubricated me, he gently inserted his fingers. I jerked slightly, expecting pain, but all I felt was numbness and pressure. I squeezed my hands tighter, waiting for the anticipated pain, but I knew he was completely inside me when I felt his crotch and thigh against my butt cheeks. With each thrust, he grew more forceful. I forced a moan, pretending to enjoy it, even though the truth was far from that.

I silently begged him to stop, but the danger I was in prevented me from speaking up. Still, as Tony had said, I felt nothing more than that. My skin was drenched in sweat as Eli continued, his breathing growing heavier. Eventually, I felt him tense, releasing his seed inside me. After he finished, he pulled out and spread my legs, proceeding to lick my butt and drink the fluid he had deposited. I knew that once I returned, I would need to have an enema to cleanse myself thoroughly. However, it would be hours before I could do so. Considering that I had been promised to his Dad, the High Bishop, and his friends, Eli was only the beginning I was far from being raped repeatedly tonight, and for once I wish I was Shawn, knowing how much he would truly enjoy this.

I desperately prayed that Tony and his team would rescue me long before that. But they needed solid evidence of their crimes. So, I wondered how long it would take for them to gather the proof and save me.

When he was done violating me, he poured the bottle of wine on my back, letting it flow down the crack of my butt, and licked me like an ice cream cone. He didn't care if he got any on the fur rug. He rolled me over and kissed me as made his way back down to my penis. Immediately I said. "That was good, but I think I could do better. But it will have to wait, considering we both need to prepare ourselves for the ceremony." I waited for him to stand, and then quickly used the anger inside of me allowing him to rape me, and knowing I was going to allow his Dad and his friends only if it became necessary.

I forced him to bend over as he did me. He laughed said. "I thought you wanted to wait until after the ceremony."

I slapped his butt. "Oh, I do, but we don't have time for me to do to you what I really want to do." I wanted to say kill you, or better yet watch Tony and his team kill him for me or watch them hull his dark ass away to prison, providing anything he told me was true, which I had a strong feeling it wasn't, and only trying to impress me. I wasn't as nice as Eli was as he prepared me, knowing without a doubt he had sex often with many of his friends, including his roommate.

I quickly lubricated myself and his butt and slipped easily inside of him, remembering how I had refused to do this to Jared on the off chance she would kill me, knowing without a doubt this time they would and not blink an eye. I linked with Jeff that he better not be watching; He replied. "Just do it so we can get this party started," I nodded as I quickly did what I needed to do.

I didn't enjoy it, and Dad was right there was a big difference. I noticed it right away that it felt different. I wasn't sure if it was because I wasn't allowing myself to enjoy it or it was because it was different. I was nearly finished when the boys entered, placing their robes by the door before joining us to watch me and Eli having sex. Eli informed them that he would get to be with me first once the ceremony was over. That I had promised him he was going to show him how I could really pleasure them.

I quickly noticed that the robes his friends were going to wear were the same black robes with the red fringe stripe and the same black slippers. Eli and I would be going barefoot. Eli ordered the girls to bathe his friends so that he wanted to bathe me personally. Asking me if that was all alright. I nodded as I slipped out of him and grimaced as he waited for me to clean him out.

It wasn't as if I hadn't tried it before, because Mom and Dad had forced me in a sense to try it so I would know the difference between what a boy tasted like compared to a girl. Yet, I preferred not to do it at all, and don't unless they did. I didn't take my time as Eli did, stating that he and I didn't have the time. He growled as he stood and slapped one of the girls yelled. "Normally we would have all night together if it wasn't for the holy trinity of our church insisting you take your first wife so she could bear a child. I just hate the fact that we must have sex with them in the first place, all because they can have children, and we can't."

He ordered one of the girls to tell our people that they could come in and anoint us. Watching her leave as Eli quickly bathed me and I bathed him, listening to him curse that we needed to hurry. I pulled him into a kiss and said. "We can bathe many times together afterward. In fact, I would like to bathe again to wash the girl's stink off me," using it as a delaying tactic to give Tony and his team time to deal with the occult while I keep my so-called "friends" focused on me before they deal with them.

He pulled me closer and said. "Yes, we can definitely do that. Then you can really pleasure me and I you and our friends before we go back to the school and then you and I will have sex the rest of the night as your babysitter watches." He kissed me again and led me to the bathroom and handed me a brand-new toothbrush, noticing there was only one. He had me brush my teeth first then shared mine as I used some mouthwash to rinse out that bad taste I had in my mouth after licking his butt.

The Brotherhood came in had us finish drying off and had me stand naked as they anointed us with blessed scented oils, that smelled better than it looked as they fondled me and Eli as they rubbed themselves against us feeling every inch of us as they took their time. For a minute, I thought they were going to make me drink blood or cut me with a knife. They asked me to remove my watch. I quickly said. "If I did, the police would be notified and so would the Headmaster, and would be here in a matter of minutes."

Eli cursed said. "Talk about a tight leash."

I said, "You don't know the half of it. Being locked in a room all day or in a cellar, I couldn't hear or see what was going on. Not even in school was I allowed to miss a class, unless one of the brethren was present so I could participate in any of the rituals. However, my parents found out about this and removed me from the school. They then kidnapped me, forcing me to be moved from place to place. Eventually, they informed me that I was to be moved here, where the church would never find me."

Eli said laughing that sounded forced. "If they only knew they, did you and us a favor, and it was our true God Lucifer and his holy angel Mormo that freed you and brought you back to us." He kissed me and told them to hurry up so we could put this behind us. That he wanted to make this night a night for me to remember as we celebrate my freedom. It was the opposite for me. I wanted to celebrate that the people that are prisoners here will be freed, and the Satanic Church will feel what is like to be tortured and sent to prison for the crimes they are doing here. As we remove them from the school and surrounding towns so they can never get a foothold here again.