Chapter 18-1 Book 7

Chapter 18-1

Cruelty Phase 2

Part 2

Jeff quickly in light speed and in real time on camera as High Bishop made contact with his man in charge at the hotel where my mother was, and the Cranny's and our two wives. Everyone else was gone; they were at Stringham's bunker and safe, locked in nice and tight. The guards were guarding empty rooms. Jeff took note of the leader and in a heartbeat time as I watched through Jeff's eyes, got a splitting headache or vertigo feeling, being in two places at once. While our guests here watched the monitors of that had every camera on all at once with live feed, watching one of the men after getting his instruction to slip the note under the door.

Of course, my mother had to be stupid and open the door. She waved the note in her hand, demanding to know what was the meaning of this. The man backhanded her and said. "Whore! You should be lucky your son and his husband have pleased our master to see to it that you are free! Either get your fat ass packed and get in the fucking limo and take your friends to the Cranny's with you! Or are stay locked inside with that egotistic, child abuser and don't come out, because you were too stupid to marry the pig in the first place? Then there is option three. I slit both your throats!"

The King was already on the radio telling the man in charge. "When that fool comes back, take him in the back and kill him for disobeying my direct order not to threaten and not to harm the boy's mother. I don't care if he harms the boy's father, but his mother is off-limits … for now. Let me make that clear! You can rough up the father, but not his! His mother and the Cranny's are untouchable! The Cranny's are not! I repeat they are not the boy's friends, so killing them will mean! Nothing! We do not kill without reason!"

He yelled, standing up to bring the radio close to his mouth. "Do I make myself clear?" 

He waited as the man came back on. "Yes Master, Kill the fool and rough up the father, but only enough to give the father a warning. Question master, does it include breaking his bones? Please let me at least break his bones?"

In a commanding tone, the King raised his voice and shouted into the radio. "NO! NO! And NO! The only action I will condone is slapping him, but you will also make it clear that if he ever laid a hand on the boy, his brother Aaron, or his mother again, there will be consequences. That you will break his bones, three bones per bruise.

Now get up there and get that fool and take care of him and apologize to her for his rudeness. I want you to empty the fool's pockets and yours and give every damn cent for being rude, then get her damn answer. And because of your disobedience take off yours and his mask. So, she knows it sincere, and have yourself beaten and count yourself lucky I can't kill you myself with my bare hands." He clicked off the radio and sat down hard in his nice comfy high back padded chair and placed his head in his hands, wiping his face while saying over and over, "I am not a monster! I am not a monster!"

As we watched, the man in charge went up and retrieved the fool. Taking off his and the fool's mask off and apologizing told the fool to give him all his money as he reached side his own wallet, giving her large bills of hundred-dollar bills, said politely. "For your trouble ma'am, if you would now then," he growled angrily at her. "Pack your damn fucking suitcase! And get in the mother fucking limo that your goddamn son has asked you and the worthless Cranny's and do what my master says! Or I will kill you just because I want … Too!" Stretching out the word "too" as his radio went off seeing him cringed.

The King grabbed the radio and said as he yelled into it. "Hey, assholes! This is your God speaking! Drop both your pants and jack off! And when you're done! Cut off the fool's dick and stick it in your mouth and get the fuck out of there!" He slammed the radio and said. "I am not a monster! I am not a monster!"

He drummed his fingers on the end of the armrest as we watched them do exactly that. My mother screamed and fainted. The King turned around and smiled. "Do you think she got the message?" Everyone's eyes couldn't turn away from it as our mouths dropped. He said. "That was fun; now let's have some fun ourselves. Oh, look your mother has made up her mind." Watching her pack her suitcase in a mad rush to get out of there.

She vomited, seeing the blood on the carpet as the man in charge was dragging the fool down the hall bleeding to death. With his penis still stuck in his mouth. He calmly flipped the screens to the Benson's family and friends all sequestered inside their house, said. "To show I am not a monster, and for my men's actions and a reward of sorts for passing the first phase. I'll give you three picks on who you are going to set free, but remember if you fail they will be the first to die. Pick wisely and we will move on." Like me, they chose family members.

He picked up the radio and selected a channel hearing the man in charge said. "Yes, master?"

He gave them the Benson's answer. The man in charge knocked on the door wearing a mask and pulled him aside. One of the men out of seven inside the house watching their friends and family, and gave him his orders. We cringed as the man slapped the Benson's grandmother and manhandled them out the door. And threw them roughly on the ground and told them to get the hell out or he was going to kill them.

Again, the King wiped his hands with his face and said. "I am not a monster!" Gritting his teeth and grabbed the radio as I watched Jeff standing at the house taking notes as the King ordered the man's death for not following his orders; while four men got into the limo with Benson's family members that had been freed, as the lead man said, leaning in from the window. "I do apologize for my men's actions. This is just a precaution, nothing more. Just consider these four men part of the family until your loved ones have all been returned to you."

He stepped back and let the limo drive off as his men took care of the dead body, wrapping him up into black plastic and loading him into the back of a non-generic black van. While we watched, the King wiped his face over and over with his hands, saying. "I am not a monster! I am not a monster!"

We were all linked when everyone said. "Yeah, right?" 

I quickly took control of the room, asking Eli if everyone had gone to the bathroom. He nodded and said, "Good, you explain what we're going to do next while I go." I left the door open because it wasn't fair for me not to when we didn't allow the family to do so. Besides, I was used to it. I lifted the lid and peed with great relief and vomited my breakfast up into the bowl.

I took my time brushing my teeth and washed out my mouth with mouthwash. I washed up and came into the room so Eli could have a chance, and I took control of the room, as the King played with his world. I said. "Ok, into the next phase. I'll start slow before we get into the hard stuff. I want this to be a special moment for all of us."

I linked. "There is nothing special about this. You should know I just put mine and Eli's life on the line. I gave you a way out, so to speak. By offering Eli and myself to the Monster, so he would be sure to release you all after we have prepared you. Not to worry, the monster will not be able to leave his castle, but neither will Eli and me until help arrives. The moment he frees you. You will make a hasty exit outside, and our men will take you to safety until this is all over.

"There will be a doctor to look you over and help with anything that can help what you are about to experience. You must do it. Fight us as much as possible, but let us do it. There is no shame; you must not allow yourself to be overcome with shame.

"Eli and I have already been raped repeatedly, and you saw with the help of my friends. I know it's a lot to take in regarding how it was possible. But let's just say our God and our Savior Jesus Christ have allowed Jeff and his friends to help us all. But it will come with a cost, which you as a family are about to pay and I am sorry, and Eli's sorry, so very sorry."

They gave me a nod as I said aloud, becoming the monster with a whole new bag of tricks, said "Ok, who needs a condom? Dora, get your ugly whoring ass in here?" She stepped inside the room; I smiled because I didn't have to backhand her. After all, she was naked. Mrs. Benson raised her hand. I said as I asked. "Is this for you? Or for your daughter?"

She said. "My daughter, Erin, she is still a virgin."

I said. "She won't be any longer. In fact, Eli and I are looking forward to that part the most, but not to worry I am quite capable of making the procedure as pleasant as possible for the first time. But are you saying you need one as well? Or are we good?"

She said. "No, I am not good at being raped, but I don't need one."

I said. "Excellent. Then will start with Mom and Dad, while we get a measurement for the condoms. Starting with you Mr. Benson, then Ted and on down the line."

I tossed Eli the tape measure, and I grabbed a pencil. "I can tie you up, sir, and your wife, but I would like you to least cooperate. All Eli and I are going to do is stimulate you and your boys, so we can begin with our first tasting. Eli, would you please help Mr. Benson onto the bed? You too Mrs. Benson. I am going to let you two be our demonstrations. What will the boys and your daughter be doing in the next phases? Then we will begin the grooming after we have a little fun. Dora dear will be helping out, considering we have more boys than girls. Is that ok with you Master that I begin the next phase?"

He turned around in his chair and said. "Finally, please continue."

I waited for the parents to get on the bed. They didn't fight me, but they linked with me, asking me about the demonstration. If it meant that they were going to have sex in front of us all. I said. "Yes, you are going to have sex with each other. You're going to teach your children all about sex. Because if you don't, Eli and I will, and if you still don't do it. The King and all his men will start killing our family and friends.

"We can't save them all, not yet anyway. I am sorry, but if it makes you feel any better. My parents have sex in front of me all the time; in fact, we have sex together. I know you think it is wrong and gross. But we do it out of love for each other as we stimulate each other. Yet the last phase is going to be the worst. We as nudists do not do it, because it is wrong and should never be done and that is boys and men having sex with each other. But our backs are against the wall, my family and friend's lives are at stake, and so are yours.

"Once you leave here. You can take the knowledge that we do not do this as pleasure or fun. We only do it to stay alive. The church is everywhere and is growing quickly. It could be years before the US Government and our rebels take it down. Eli and I, as well as our families and friends, are sacrificing ourselves to stop it, so people like you never experience this cruel and egotist torture. When my friend Jeff comes back, I can let him show you everything. It might make what you and your family go through easier. Then again, knowing everything always comes at a cost.

"Right now, he and my friends are busy saving your family and giving a location to where they are so our people can neutralize the situation and take your family to a safe place until this is over. It's just sex and nothing to be scared about. It's the other you boys and your Dad should be scared about. Now let's save our strength and fight for when it really matters."

I said aloud. "Eli, would you be so kind as to give me out the measurements?" He had Mr. Benson lay on the bed and stroked him into a hard state. Everyone watched and tried to look away … The moment they did I said. "Don't you think he has a nice-looking penis? I bet you're all dying to taste it. I know I am."

Eli said, measuring it. "Ten inches at least." He got off the bed and told Ted to stand. He looked uncomfortable, but his Mom and Dad told him to do it.

Eli stroked him until it was fully aroused and measured said. "Eight inches," he went down the row until I had the average from the youngest boy at almost six inches. I cringed as I hoped that the last two boys, being the youngest, wouldn't be having sex, just stimulation. Eli measured mine for fun, telling the boys that ours was 5 ½. He walked over to the King himself as I watched him roll his eyes. And Eli smiled as he did his said. "Six inches or less, but I can't tell with all this hair." It caused the girls to laugh.

Mrs. Benson linked with me, telling me. "It looks smaller than six inches, maybe four inches." I gave her a smile that said I agreed. I gave the list to Dora and told her to bring back the condoms we would need to accommodate us. She gave a quick bow and left the room. I could hear her laughing. I knew had to do with the High Bishop's penis being the smallest. It was a little after eight before we got started.

Jeff was still busy as he told me to tell the Benson's that their family members who had left the primary group were now safe. I linked with them and they started crying. I said to myself way to go Jeff for spoiling the mood. Yet it was fine. It just meant they had realized, according to the King of his castle that they were now ready to begin. I ordered Mrs. Benson to do her husband orally. So, her boys and daughter could see it.

I growled. "Eli, tie her up if she refuses to do it, and we will show first on how to taste a good penis." I linked with her and was about to tell her to do it. But by that time, she had his penis in her mouth. Eli and I had them all gather to the bed so they could watch. I said. "It's that simple. That's enough. I want the boys and your daughter to try it."

They each backed away, and I grew angry and linked with them all. "Your lives are on the line. Mrs. Benson, tell them it won't hurt them. Tell them you have been doing it for years, with many boys, before you met your husband. Even if it is a lie or the truth, tell them."

She told them with tears streaming down their cheeks. I had their Dad move over and I laid on the bed, telling Eli. "Eli, show them how much you like a good penis." He smiled and didn't hesitate. I asked our King's son Jessie if he and his brothers would like some, getting great big arm pumps and resounding yes. Eli stopped and let each of them have a turn. I let the High Bishop boys have the first tasting. Telling them to leave some for the Benson's boys and their sister, they slowly stepped aside, not wanting to share.

Eli said. "I have a free penis; you can have some of mine; if I can have some of yours?"

I linked with him and said. "Way to go, Eli, but you need to help the boys and their sister try it first."

He took his finger and wiped a little of my nectar, telling each of the boys and their sister to open their mouths. They refused. Eli grew angry and said. "You do it willingly or the hard way!"

They still refused, and their mother wailed. "Please, it's not going to hurt you. Watch!" She took her finger and reached over to their Dad and dipped it into my nectar and put it on her tongue and licked her lips. She nudged their Dad, and he looked at her as if she was crazy. She linked with him said. "Do it. We do not want to die."

He did it. In fact, he took my penis and put it in his mouth, and licked it like it was an ice cream cone. Eli did it again, taking what was left, only enough for Ted; once Ted had done what he asked placing it on his tongue and closing his mouth seeing his baby blues light up, Eli said. "You might as well finish it."

Ted leaned down and slowly approached it as if it was a poisonous snake. Taking tiny little licks, then took a huge swallow and put the whole thing in his mouth just far enough not to choke. Once he had it all, he said. "Ok, not as bad as I thought. A little strange, but not gross as I pictured it would be."

Eli asked if he would like some more. He nodded. Eli said. "Pick a boy or your father." He looked at his Dad and his very hairy crotch and penis said. "Sorry Dad, I think I would prefer one without the hair." He looked at each of his brothers; they all shook their heads no. Eli moved Jessie and his two brothers forward as if he were displaying a car or some sort of prize.

He couldn't decide, so Eli said. "I had Jessie last night. He was nice and tasty." Ted nodded, but he was questioning where to do it. I kindly got off the bed and patted the bed. Jessie couldn't wait as he took the place I was offering. Ted leaned down, I said "You know Ted; there is a better way to do it so you both can be comfortable, let me show you. Then, while you are having a little Jessie snack, Eli and I can work with your brothers and your sister."

I got back on the bed and climbed up between Jessie's legs and said. "See how Jessie makes room for me, so I don't crush him? Now it frees you to do lots of things, but we will get to that in a moment."

He asked. "Like what?"

I said. "Kissing and licking him like an ice cream cone and massaging every inch of him, we call this stimulating and showing them love as we kiss and taste every inch of him." He paled and cringed. I laughed. "Let me guess, you never kissed a girl or boy for that matter." He shook his head. I got off the bed; I looked at Jessie's Dad and our King of the day. "I am going to assume you have never kissed your boys as we did in the hallway?"

He shook his head. I gave a heavy sigh and said. "First off, kissing is a basic simple emotion that says I love you and I want to get to know you kinda way. You have seen your parents kiss, and they seem to like it, or they wouldn't keep doing it." They nodded that I was right. I said. "Your Mom has kissed a lot of boys before she met your Dad, and your Dad has kissed a lot of girls before he met your Mom. The point is that there is a lot of kissing. Which states that kissing is not harmful to anyone … now I am not saying that there isn't a difference between kissing a boy or a girl or a Dad or mother, because there is a big difference.

"Eli asks Dora if she can get her worthless ass up here so we can have a proper demonstration." Eli went out into the hallway and yelled for her. I said. "It's easy once you get the hang of it. I bet after tonight and you go back to school and church you will kiss every girl you run into and just as many boys. It doesn't mean if you kiss a boy, you are gay and prefer boys over the girls.

"No. It just means you like doing both and there is nothing wrong with it. I kiss my friends and my family all the time and I enjoy kissing them and they like kissing me. So don't let someone tell you it's a bad thing and or you're gay because you kissed a boy, your Dad our brothers and or sister and your Mom, all the same way I am going to teach you." I waited a little longer to waste as much time as possible … mostly.