Chapter 8 Book 7

Chapter 8

King and Queen

Let me tell you how the order of the Satanic Church functions. First, you must know there are five degrees in the church, but not limited to these, considering there are many functions and duties within these five degrees. Let's start with the lowest degree which is zero, known as Registered Member (no degree). Registered Members are simply people who have been inducted as members of the Church, and there are no requirements to achieve this position. To be deemed an Active Member, a person has to be involved with the Church and local members. Active Membership is divided into five Degrees: Active Member, Satanist (First Degree) Witch/Warlock (Second Degree) High Priestess/ High Priest (Third Degree) Megastar / Magister (Fourth Degree) Maga / Magus (Fifth Degree)

And then there is the Council of Nine known as The Order of the Trapezoid consists of the individuals who assist in the administration of the Church of Satan known as the Megastar / Magister (Fourth Degree) Maga / Magus (Fifth Degree) who are Members of the Priesthood that are people of accomplishment in the real world.

They have mastered skills and earned peer recognition, which is how they have attained their position "as above, so below." They are "movers and shakers" who are the core of the Satanic Movement in each of the covens or Grottos … located either in a town or city inside the 50 states. The High Priest and Priestess act as administrative chiefs and primary public representatives; each position (High Priest and High Priestess) is held by a single individual at a time…

Each coven contains these five degrees and the Council of Nine, but it is the Holy Ten prophets that oversee all of them, which leaves their God, Lucifer, and his Angels, like Mormo at the top. Each Satanic Church is run differently, but the one we are after is the one that abuses its satanic rituals where they murder and rape people like women and children. Not all Satanic Churches are like that and those that aren't … are the ones we don't care about, as the saying goes. "To each their own." Meaning if they don't do no harm, then practice whatever religion they like. After all, is it a free country, mostly?

Now that we're on the same page after a brief history of the Satanic Church's hierarchy, I apologize if I missed anything, but when I was sixteen or seventeen, people called it the Satanic Panic of the 1980s, and I participated in hunting down and eliminating them. Few teenagers or adults even can say that, and personally, I was quite proud of that.

It didn't matter anymore how frightened I was after participating in a wedding ceremony or the fact I had just killed a lamb with my bare hands. That nightmare would repeatedly haunt me throughout my life. In many ways, it strengthened me and the person I had become. Yet I still needed to focus on the parts that were the most important to my life during that time period, as my eyes were truly opened.

The moment Eli and I entered the bathing tents just like our brides we too were bathed as we stepped into non generic washtub like my grandmother's washtub on her back porch so the brotherhood could wash the blood off us and anointed us as active members of the church, more than Shawn had just become an active member, were as he had been only a Registered member of the Satanic Church. Eli was already an active member, but he had taken a fourth wife as I have taken my first, or should I say Shawn had taken his first wife.

I had asked Jeff about that vibe I would normally get when I can detect a bad soul or a good one. He told me he too was a little confused considering he too was getting that feeling, yet Eli and the two girls had been born and raised into the Satanic Church, but to why we couldn't detect that certain wrongness about them was indeed a mystery. He, like me, suspected that Eli was lying, thinking to impress me, but he suggested that I should ask once we weren't being carefully watched. Indicating the spies are watching the spies. Not all that surprising, really.

Once we were cleansed and anointed, they left us so we could be with our wives for our first bath together. Watching them re-enter wearing a non-generic white robe, like the ones I had seen used in Heber during that ritual that evolved after the death of their grandfather who was sick and elderly. Known as the passageway to rebirth; well, that's what I was calling it. Even though in my eyes, it was just another way to legalize murder in the name of religion. I smiled, seeing Rhoda as she came towards me, as she pulled me forward.

I followed Eli's lead as he lifted his bride's veil and kissed her quickly as she pulled him back toward him and said. "I am your wife now. Kiss me like you mean it." He grimaced as he did so, watching her place her hand behind his head so he couldn't do anything but kiss her. I, however, didn't have that problem as I kissed Rhoda with a very passionate kiss, then released her, leaving her breathless.

I watched her eyes widen, questioning if I really did prefer girls over boys. Yet I was told beforehand that I needed to make love to her, and the only way I knew how was to prove to her and Eli and the people who would be watching us do so; that I was performing my duties as a husband and mate, not only to Eli but to her as well. That was something I could do. It didn't matter really if Shawn was incapable of doing it. I was more than capable. And what's more, I was more than willing to do it, even though it was sad to say, it was only going to be a one-night stand. Oh, God, how wanted it not to be, and cursed Shawn for placing me in this position.

And if things went well, it didn't matter what happened or what Eli or his Satanic Church here thought, because Tony and his team were doing the heavy stuff by removing them from the school and interrogating them. Then cart them off to prison unless they had no choice but to kill them if they refused to go quietly. The rest that wasn't dangerous would be placed somewhere until they had been, what I like to say is reprogrammed, and then returned to society, but watched until they didn't pose a threat to our way of life. I didn't need Eli to show me what came next once we had kissed, letting Rhoda help me off with my robe as it fell to my ankles as I helped her with hers, liking very much what I was looking at.

Long brown hair and blue eyes compared to her brother Eli's red hair and green eyes. Stating they had come from different mothers, most likely his father's second wife the current High Priestess of this coven who had gone with some of her sisterhood to call another one or help train a new one. However, that too was a lie. Upon my return to Heber, I will inquire about the process. Not taking the chance of being too noisy and not being able to be alone with her didn't help. But like I said, she was very beautiful and the same age as me and born in the same month of December around the tenth as we played twenty questions, as she led me over to the big outdoor copper tub and climbed in with me.

Eli's attention was captivated by his new wife, Jackie, with her distinctive brown eyes and long blonde hair. Like Eli, both of them were born in May, around the twentieth, when the summer solstice occurs. Currently, my attention is solely on Rhoda as we embrace and share a passionate kiss. "I was right; you do look even better naked."

Considering she had already seen me without a shirt on during gym class and in nothing more than a pair of shorts. I liked it when she rubbed my chest and stomach with her hands as she admired my firm, tight body of long hard workouts to keep it that way. I didn't ask if I could touch her, or feel her nice cantaloupe size breasts, or rub her sweet spot with my hand nor did we need each other's permission to do so whatever we liked because we had just been married and I was to give her a child.

She didn't stop me, instead; she let me do anything I liked, as I told her how beautiful she was with or without her clothes on, then said more so off than on as she smiled that lit up the room. She wasn't as tan as I was, which told me she didn't sunbathe in the nude like me and my adoptive family do all the time. I could just imagine the look on their faces when I told them I had been married during the time I was away from them. Not even knowing the girl for more than a few scant hours other than in the classroom at school.

We explored each other's bodies, enjoying the sight and touch of our skin. I wanted to bathe her, feeling the urgency of our limited time together. The room filled with the sound of running water as I undressed her, smelling her sweet perfume mixed with the steam. I guided her into the warm water, relishing the softness of her skin against my fingertips. We embraced our true selves, experiencing pure love and acceptance.

My adoptive family and most of my friends wholeheartedly embraced my desires for both genders. Even my brother Aaron understood and supported me. However, the rest of my so-called family, including my father Jim and Susan, and my so-called relatives, with the exception of my grandmother who may not fully approve but was willing to accept it to some extent, had a different opinion. My mother, on the other hand, was even more supportive, especially when my brother Aaron later discovered he too was Bisexual, which infuriated my father even more (if that was even possible). As for the rest of my family, they saw me as disgusting and immoral. The only person who knew my secret and supported my decision was Vicky. She kept it from her family, fully aware of how they would react. Unfortunately, she passed away, taking my dark secrets with her.

Rhoda gave me a frustrating sigh, seeing that Eli was done, and we were just finishing. I could bathe all day with a pretty girl, and I wish I was able to spend the night with her, but apparently, that was never going to happen. Not when I was supposed to be having sex with Eli and his father, plus his friends before we went back to the school. The rules prohibited girls from entering the boys' dorms, and vice versa.

I didn't know how a marriage was supposed to work between us when you couldn't be together unless you broke the rules; I didn't have the time to do either. Nor could I ask too. Considering I was to leave tomorrow by noon and Shawn would take my place. I smiled at the thought when he found out that I had been married in his place and fathered a child in his name. Not that she would remain pregnant for long. In some ways, I was sad about that, but I wasn't ready to be a father. I, however, knew without a doubt, I wouldn't allow myself to be like my father, Jim. I quickly dressed in my wedding robes, including the golden cape and white slippers as we were led out of the tent and brought forward.

Once outside, I saw the chairs our wedding guests had been sitting in were now arranged around large tables. The tables were covered in long white tablecloths with gold fringes and expensive dinnerware. They were adorned with white candles, flower arrangements, and a variety of food, including a suckling pig, a huge roast, legs of lamb, turkey, chickens, fresh vegetables, sauces, and homemade rolls.

When we arrived, everyone cheered and formed a line to congratulate us. I noticed a table filled with wedding gifts that I hadn't seen before. It made me feel more comfortable that we were now wearing our robes instead of being naked.

One by one, people came up to shake our hands and kissed us on the cheeks. Instead of tossing flowers, they returned to celebrating our nuptials once they had greeted us.

The gong struck twelve times, signaling the completion of the wedding ceremony. It was now midnight, and people gathered around the tables, eagerly waiting for the wedding feast to begin.

As the High Bishop and Eli's and Rhoda's father approached us, I noticed that the High Bishop seemed a bit distracted. He carried himself in a way that suggested something was off, but then he shook himself and made his way over to us with his own personal honor guard. Once he reached us he bent down closer to us indicating it was a private conversation letting his honor guard circle us and him, as he asked Eli how was I? … meaning having sex with him earlier, considering we didn't have a chance to have sex during our wedding bath with each other or our new wives. Eli said. "Shawn and I are mates, Dad, so it's really none of your business, but for the sake of argument, he is everything I expected and more. He said, for my wedding present tonight. He is going to show me how much he truly loves me, and I him. After we make love to our brides, of course, so they can have our children and raise them to be just like you."

I noticed he said it loud enough that the people near us could hear what he said, and that bothered me, yet what bothered me the most was that neither of us had seen any signs of Eli's friends who had come in with us from the school. Yet it didn't mean they weren't here, considering we had been kind of busy, but it still bothered me.

He said. "Flattery will always get you everything, but money and power are what seal the deal with us. Now feast with us, then go make me some grandchildren I can be proud of, and then spend some time together. By then I and your friends will be able to show you both how much we love you."

I saw the hurt in the girl's eyes, but there was very little they could do about it … when it was our duty tonight to have sex with them so they could have our children. Nothing more than that. Man, I wish I didn't have to have sex with Eli's friends and his Dad, if I had my choice, I would lock Rhonda and me in a room and make love to her all night long, and every day for the rest of my life, but it wasn't my choice and they both knew it and excepted it.

Even Jeff didn't seem all that happy about it. In fact, he was kind of melancholy about it because he had given up a chance to get married and have children and personally, I didn't blame him. I have been told when the second coming comes that Jeff and people like him … and including me will get that chance. I can only hope and when I do, I will hold on to them and never let go, yet when it comes to my family, meaning my mother and my grandmother, and my brother. I will request that I remain apart from the rest, rather than having them be part of my family, but only regarding my father and sisters, not my mother, brother or my grandmother, everyone else. I rather not be with them. I rather be with people who matter most to me, not the ones who have hurt me and abused me, and treated me like I didn't exist and I was nothing more than garbage to them.

Once we had shaken hands with all our guests who wanted to congratulate us, we were led to our spot at the table. Watching everyone stand holding up a glass of wine, as the High Bishop made a toast to us, I cringed when the only drink available to me was my wine glass already filled. But the High Bishop politely asked one of the waiters to bring me a can of grape soda and an empty wineglass, knowing that I couldn't drink alcohol of any kind because of my so-called restrictions.

I opened the can and poured it into the glass and raised it. Being as the High Bishop had requested it no one dared say anything. Instead, they thought plenty. He coughed, getting everyone's attention as he waited for them to be silent. To the point you could hear a pin drop, "I now introduce you to our new active members our new Kings and Queens of the night. May our god Lucifer and his daughter Mormo bless them with worthy children so we all may prosper in this life as God's eternal?"

The people chanted. "May Mormo make it so!" Raising their glasses to their lips as we clicked our glasses and drank the toast, it was then I caught a glimpse of Eli's friends who had come with us, and they didn't seem all that pleased to see us. Jeff said they intend to kill us, once the new Headmaster arrives, to take over the school and this coven as the new High Bishop, but apparently, they didn't get the memo that his plane had crashed and he's dead. Eli whispered in my ear, "We need to talk."

I nodded. "Said where?"

He kissed me, trailing his lips to my ear. "Not now, and certainly not here?"