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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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OMG!!! I met the most amazing woman last night at the Clam Diver!!! She was so enchanting. I’m sure she had a spell cast on her! I think she’s a real witch! She has to have powers. Check her out! She’s so hot! I think she’s perfect for the coven!!!

—Starlight Gray’s post to the Sisters of Babylon Facebook group, June 14th, 2013

Mark Glassner

“How was your day?” I asked Mary, putting the slutty, former virgins out of my mind. I didn’t want to get up. I glanced at the clock. We had a little bit of time before her parents would arrive.

“Long,” Mary sighed, her breasts pillowed against me. Then she pinched my side. “You’re coming with me for wedding stuff from now on. Or at least, you don’t get to fuck your way through a Community College while I’m doing it. I only had a little bit of fun.”

“I didn’t fuck my way through the entire Community College,” I replied. “Although, there was a locker room…”

Mary shook her head as she laughed. “That’s my randy stallion.” She sighed. “But, you are going to help with the wedding plans, okay.”

“Yeah, of course, Mare.”

She kissed me. “Good. I have some samples from the caterers for you to try. I want to know which one you like best.”

“Sure. Why was Noel home so early? Did she attend to the…” I shuddered. I had forgotten about the threat on my life as I indulged in hot sex today, but now it came flooding back.

“She’s on it,” Mary answered then told me about Noel’s day and the changes coming.

“Okay, nothing we can’t handle,” I told her, stroking her hair. Then I slid my hand down her back and reached her plump ass. I traced a circle on her asscheek. “I can’t wait to meet your family.”

“You mean, you can’t wait to see me fuck my sisters,” Mary said with a naughty smile. “I’m kinda looking forward to it, too.”

“I thought you were nervous about tonight.”

“I had the hottest dream last night,” Mary said. “I was making love to my sisters. They were so beautiful, naked and wet, and we gave each other so much pleasure.”

“Sounds nice,” I said. “I can’t wait to see that.”

“I bet you can’t wait to fuck them,” Mary giggled.

“Yeah, I’d love that, too.”

Mary kissed me. “We’ll see,” she said with a naughty smile. She glanced at the clock. “So when do you think Chantelle and Lana will get back? I thought they’d be back by now. You did tell them to return today?”

“I thought I did,” I said, thinking. “I was pretty drunk that night, it’s kind of a blur.”

Mary grabbed her phone and sent one of them a text before we went back to cuddling. “I need you to make a guest list for the wedding. So we can start getting invitations mailed out. By Monday.”

I kissed her hand. “Sure, Mare.”

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Svitlana “Lana” Paquet-Holub – Port Orchard, WA

“I think I found something,” I said, looking up from Chantelle’s tablet.

“Really,” Chantelle asked. She was lying on the bed dozing. We were both exhausted. We kept fucking, distracting us from our goddess’s mission to find her worshipers. But Chantelle’s cock was amazing. I loved to feel her atop me, her small breasts rubbing into mine as her thick dick reamed my cunt and made me cum.

“Yeah,” I nodded. “It’s a local Wiccan group I found on Facebook. They’re all women. And it looks like they really have a thing against men.” I looked down at their posts. “They’re even bad-mouthing Mary in the comments.”

“Really?” Chantelle rolled over to look at the tablet’s screen.

“Yeah, last night this one named Starlight—”

“That’s such a stripper’s name,” Chantelle giggled.

“Or some hippie Wiccan,” I said. “Anyway, Starlight met this woman last night at the Clam Diver that—”

“Umm, love that club,” purred Chantelle. We had gone there more than a few times. It was a lesbian club in Tacoma.

“Will you let me finish?” I huffed.

“Sorry.” She gave me this beautiful, irresistible smile. I couldn’t stay even pretend mad at her.

“Okay, so Starlight met this woman that she found enchanting. She couldn’t resist her beauty. She thought she had to be a witch. But then someone realized she was talking about Mary. Reading the comments, it sounds like Starlight was disgusted because Mary has a man in her life.”

“Oh, they’re perfect. Post on their page. Tell them we know a real-life goddess.”

I was about to, when Chantelle’s phone chirped. She grabbed it and her face paled. “It’s a text from Mary. She’s wondering when we are supposed to arrive tonight.”

“Try the lie,” I said, my heart racing. We planned on lying and claiming our honeymoon continued for another week. “They were so drunk. They have to be hazy on the details.”

Chantelle nodded and sent the text. No matter what, we wouldn’t go back. We were free of Mark and Mary. We would aide our new Goddess Lilith in destroying them. I typed out my message and posted it to the Wiccan’s group, directing it at their leader Babylon.

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Officer Chasity Vinter – South Hill, WA

“Mistress said to handle it,” Noel said. “We need to do something.”

I nodded, trying to think. Through the walls, Master and Mistress’s moans echoed as they enjoyed the virgins Master procured today. They sounded so happy as they ravished the two sluts. Noel and I were their bodyguards. We had to protect them.

I smiled as an idea occurred to me. The Chief of Police of Fife was at the LESA meeting two days ago. He was under Master’s power. I grabbed my phone and looked up the Fife Police Department’s phone number. I dialed it.

Noel frowned at me.

“Fife Police, Sergent Cunningham, how may I direct your call?” a bored man answered.

“Officer Vinter, Puyallup Police Department. I need to speak with Chief Simmons immediately.”

“One moment.” I was put on hold. Cheesy music played, the quality bad.

“That’s the chief of Fife, right?” Noel asked, her blue eyes widening as she realized my plan.

I nodded. “That’s where the cult is, right?”

“Yes!” Noel exclaimed. “Oh, Chasity, you’re amazing!”

She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a fierce hug. My heart thudded. She had a wonderful scent and her naked body felt so lithe against mine. My pussy grew wet. I put my free hand about her and kissed her on the lips.

It was such a delicious kiss.

“Chief Simmons.”

I jumped, breaking the kiss. “Hi,” I said, my voice breathless.

“What do you need, Officer Vinter?” an impatient man asked.

“I serve Mark Glassner,” I said, the trigger for Master’s command. He programmed every cop he came across with the trigger, including every police chief that attended the LESA meeting on Wednesday. Anyone who said those words had to be obeyed.

“What do you need?” the Chief responded.

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Lucifer – The Abyss

Marduk watched Brandon Fitzsimmons through the shadows. Marduk was in his favorite form, a bull-headed man with a bronzed, sculpted flesh. My radiance shined upon him. He grimaced and glanced at me, snorting through his muzzle.

“Lucifer.”

“Where did they get the girl?” Brandon muttered as he paced. I witnessed him through the thin veil that separated the living world from the Abyss. “She had to be from the street. One of the prostitutes.” His clothing was rumpled. He was haggard. His destiny had been disrupted, the threads of his life no longer matched my design. I had plans for this man, and Marduk was interfering.

“What game are you playing, Marduk?” I asked.

“The same game we have always played. I do not know what you plan with this Mark, but you have expended a lot of energy on the idiot.”

“So you seek to disrupt my plans out of petty boredom?”

“It passes the time.” A grin crossed Marduk’s bestial snout. “Brandon’s about to make the decision.”

“Yeah,” Brandon muttered. He was in his cabin. “A street girl. She probably will be dead in a year anyway. Her life is worthless. She threw it away. But I can use her. I can get the power to save my Desiree.”

Brandon snatched his keys and marched from the room.

“He’ll wish for Mark’s death,” Marduk grunted, his cock hard. “When he plunges the dagger into that girl’s chest, I’ll claim both Brandon’s and the sacrifice’s souls. I’ll even send Mark’s soul on to you.”

Marduk’s laugh boomed through the shadows.

I could not let that happen.

To be continued…

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