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Chapter Fifteen

Judge Alyta Bittal

I poured the food into the bowl and set it down for my cat to eat.

Mitten padded up, a black cat with white paws. She dug into the food, eating it. I stroked down her back. It was just me and her in the house. Bitterness stewed in me ever since my husband left me last month calling me a shriveled shrew nagging him to death.

Let him have that bony secretary. That skinny skank would cheat on him with every guy in the world. My soon-to-be ex-husband would never have it as good as me. Shrew! I was a judge. I was supposed to be opinionated.

“Asshole,” I muttered and rose. It was the weekend, and yet I hadn’t done anything but work. I had so many cases, and I was the on-call judge for warrants tonight. If the police needed something in the middle of the night on a Saturday, I was the junior judge that had to take care of it.

I puttered around my house in my bathrobe. It was dark, late. It felt so empty. So hollow and oppressive. No sound of children. I meant to have children, but I had to keep delaying it for my career, and now…

“Fucking asshole,” I hissed and sank onto my couch. I leaned back, not sure what I should do. Go to bed and hope the police don’t wake me up. Have another glass of wine? Masturbate? Do all three. Wine. Cum. Sleep.

So pathetic. It was—

The lights went out in my house. The background hum of electricity died away. I sighed and looked around my house. My cat hissed and darted away. I shook my head. Why was there a power outage? It wasn’t storming outside.

I reached for my phone and… It was dead, too. I blinked at that. Why was my phone dead? A wave of fear shot through me. I glanced at my front door. The faint glow from the security system was gone, too. That had a battery backup. Supposedly.

Unease washed through me. Why had my phone died? I thought I had charged it. What was going on here? I stood, not sure what to do. I couldn’t charge my phone. I reached for my landline. I could call the power company and find out what was going on.

I held it to my ear. No tone. Okay, those worked in power outages.

A loud knock pounded at the front of my door. I jumped. It came again. I quivered in fright until a woman yelled, “It’s Detective Carson, Pierce County Sheriff. Open up, Judge! We have to talk.”

A cop!

I knew the Pierce County Sheriffs well. They provided security at the county courthouse in Tacoma where I worked. I had even met the detective before. Annette Carson, right? A brunette a few years younger than me.

I opened the door to find Detective Carson in a gray trench coat buttoned up. With her were several uniformed Pierce County Deputies, all women. I motioned them into my house, my heart racing. Detective Carson and the deputies entered followed by a teenage girl who wore…

Dominatrix gear?

I was so confused by the leggy redhead wearing a black corset that lifted her round breasts into a pair of quivering mounds her nipples bare. She was basically naked, her shaved pussy visible. She had on black, heeled boots that went up to her knees with fishnet stockings climbing higher up to her mid-thigh. She wore a haughty expression, her eyes burrowing into my eyes, a riding crop in her hand.

“W-what?” I gasped at this strange, naked girl.

After her came another girl her age in a wispy, black skirt and a tight black crop top with a skull on the front. She looked like she shopped at Hot Topic. On her head was a… pointed witch’s cap? I was so bemused as she smiled at me, her lips painted black. It contrasted with her pale skin.

“Yeah, the witch’s cap is on the nose with her,” said the young man. He entered last. He was another teenager. Tall and handsome with a rakish smile. He could play a young James Bond with his dark hair slicked back. “Sorry about this, Judge.”

“Sorry?” I asked and realized that Detective Carson and the deputies had formed a ring around me with the dominatrix and the witch. I was trapped between them. “What is going on?”

“Recruitment,” said the young man

“Yep!” the witch said, a naughty grin on her black lips. She reached up beneath her wispy skirt and ripped out a wooden dildo dripping with her juices.

“What the hell is going on?” I shouted despite the fear rushing through me.

“Hypnos, send her into the realm of Morpheus,” the witch cooed.

A sudden lethargy fell on me. I stumbled forward and was caught by the young man. He picked me up in his arms. I shuddered, feeling his strength. I stared up at his dreamy face as the world swirled around me.

So buff. So sexy. I swooned and the world spun around me. I plunged into darkness and then into the light. I was a field of wildflowers. The sun was warm, the sky an enchanting blue above. Birds chirped their happy songs while the scent of blossoms filled my nose. A wonderful perfume.

I felt like I was in a romance novel as the young hunk lowered me to the ground. My heart pattered in my chest. I trembled at the warmth rushing through me. I was naked. When did that happen? Weren’t we in my house?

How did we get here?

It really didn’t matter because my Adonis smiled at me. He was naked, too, his body so strong, and his cock… My eyes widened at the sight of him. He was hard and throbbing as he loomed over me. A wave of warmth washed through me.

His hands stroked my thighs as he pushed them apart. He settled between them. I gasped as I realized he was doing something my husband never did. Maybe I wouldn’t have been so shrewish if he ate my pussy once in a while.

Adonis didn’t have any problem eating my cunt. He looked hungry for my pussy.

I shuddered as he buried his face into my trimmed, blonde bush. He licked at me with his bold tongue. He stroked through my folds. I groaned as he did that. I shuddered, my heart pounding a wild beat as he licked me.

It was glorious having this young man feasting on me. This teenage stud. I moaned in delight as his tongue stroked through my folds. He was so gallant to do this. Like a knight out of a story. A naughty romance tale.

He had carried me off, and now he was ravishing me. Making such sweet love to me. I groaned as his tongue stroked through my folds. He licked at me with such passion. He plunged his tongue into my snatch and swirled around in me.

It was just fabulous having him lick at me like that. He tongued my snatch with all that he had. He licked my pussy with such force. I groaned as he did that. I shuddered, savoring him licking my twat. He feasted on me with such wild passion. He lapped at me with all that he did.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I moaned.

“Mmm,” he growled with just delight. He thrust his tongue into me.

It was incredible. He was incredible. I shuddered as his tongue danced around in me. My eyes rolled back into my head. It was just so delicious having him do that to me. I squeezed my cunt down on his tongue, enjoying every last moment of it.

His lips felt so strong on my mouth. I loved it how he licked me. It was just perfect. It was so hot. I whimpered, my boobs jiggling. My thighs squeezed down around him. I had never had a man eat my pussy with such passion.

Not even when I was in college.

“Yes, yes, you’re such a stud!” I whimpered as this noble man, this hunky knight, feasted on me. He had rescued me from something. I just couldn’t remember. It didn’t matter. I just had to enjoy this delight. It was wondrous. “Yes!”

He licked and lapped at my pussy with hunger. His bold tongue stroked through my folds. He devoured me the way a hero feasts upon the princess he rescued. It was amazing to have this hunky knight devouring me.

I knew he had rescued me from some terrible fate. The doldrums of a shattered life.

“Yes, yes,” I whimpered as Adonis plunged his tongue into my pussy He swirled around in me. He danced about in my snatch. I shuddered as he did that. It was so wild having him licking at me. I gasped in delight at the heat rushing through me. “Oh, that’s perfect.”

He stirred around in my snatch. My back arched as he did that. He was such a stud. My boobs jiggled as this hunk feasted on me. I was his blonde princess. I gasped in delight, my thighs squeezing about his clean-shaven face.

I whimpered in delight as he devoured me with more and more of his passion. He stroked his tongue through my folds. It was a delight to have him licking and lapping at me like that. It was a rush to feel him feasting on me.

I shuddered at this heat. This wondrous passion. My head tossed as I squeezed my thighs around his head. I held him to my pussy. As he brought me closer and closer to cumming. I wanted to explode on him. To drown my Adonis.

He flicked his tongue over my clit.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I gasped. “That’s it! You’re amazing!”

He suckled on my bud. He nursed on me with passion. I groaned as I knew he wanted to make me cum. It was just a wild rush to have him do that. My entire body quivered as he nibbled on my bud. My orgasm swelled and swelled.

I arched my back as I gasped out in rapture. “Oh, yes!”

I climaxed.

My pussy juices gushed out of my cunt and bathed his mouth. He licked and lapped up my cream. I groaned through this pleasure. It was amazing having all this delight sweeping through me. I groaned through the bliss. My breasts bounced and jiggled. It was an absolute delight to have the pleasure rushing through me.

I trembled at the heat washing through my body. I drowned in ecstasy as he feasted on me. He licked up the cream that spilled out of my pussy. He hungered for my juices. I squealed out in delight as my Adores feasted on me.

“Oh, my god!” I gasped.

He lifted his face from my pussy and crawled over me. So strong. So manly. His dick thrust out before him, hard and throbbing. I shuddered, my legs spread wide. I was so open, so welcoming and inviting. I wanted him in me.

“Take me!” I moaned.

“Who am I?” he asked.

“My knight!” I squealed. “My hero who rescued me from mundanity!”

He plunged his cock into me.

I gasped as he sank his weight on me. I hugged him with my arms and legs, embracing him utterly as he filled my pussy with his big dick. I squeezed my cunt down on him. He kissed me, lips soaked in my spicy juices.

I would never do this for my husband, but my knight…

I kissed the stud with passion, holding him as my body burned with desire. He drew back his mighty cock. He was so big. I loved his girth in me. My cunt squeezed down on him. I held him tight as he thrust back into me.

His nuts slapped against my taint. It was just such a treat having that big dick in me. He pumped away at me with force. It was a delight having him do that. I groaned, loving him doing that to me. He fucked me with force.

With passion.

I enjoyed his every stroke. His every plunge into my cunt. His nuts slapped against my taint as I rose toward my orgasm. My pussy clenched down on him with all that I had. I held him tight as he buried into me over and over again.

I shuddered as he fucked me with hard strokes. He buried into me with all that he had. I trembled, enjoying the way his cock buried into my snatch. He filled me up with that big dick. It was a delight to have him making love to me.

“Oh, yes, yes!” I whimpered, breaking the kiss with him.

“That’s it,” he growled. “Let yourself go. Give yourself to me!”

“I’m yours!” I gasped, wanting to be owned by this stud.

My pussy clamped down hard on him, the words sending such delight rushing through me. I felt so naughty as he buried his cock deep and hard into my snatch. He fucked me with all that he had. It was just a delight having him in me.

A wondrous treat having that big dick fucking me. He pounded me with all that he had, sending me closer and closer to cumming. I shuddered beneath him as he growled out in delight. He fucked me with force.

His balls slapped into my taint. They were full of his cum. I wanted his jizz in me. I craved him flooding me with his spunk. I wanted his jizz in me. That would be so amazing. My pussy clamped down on him. He groaned as he thrust to the hilt in me.

My orgasm swelled in me.

Rose with his every thrust.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I gasped. “My knight!”

He thrust into me. I burst with delight.

My tsunami of rapture swept through me as my cunt writhed around his cock. I worshiped that mighty dick. I loved the feel of his cock pumping in and out of my spasming snatch. This was just perfect to enjoy. My pussy suckled at him.

“Yes!” he growled and thrust to the hilt in me. “You are mine!”

“Yours, my knight!” I squealed, my pussy writhing around his dick.

He erupted into me.

All his cum spurted into my pussy. I loved that hot jizz splashing against my taint. I shuddered beneath him, the rapture sweeping through me. Stars flashed across my vision as I enjoyed this rapture. I trembled through all this bliss

He grunted as he spurted more and more of his cum into my pussy. I loved all that jizz filling me up. It was amazing having all that spunk spurting into me. I trembled beneath him as I groaned through my bliss. This was spectacular.

“Oh, my, yes!” I whimpered.

He grunted as my pussy worked out all his cum. He filled me up with that wonderful spunk. I shuddered beneath him, staring up into his eyes. I stroked his cheek as my pleasure crested in me. This was just a delicious treat. I felt so amazing

“My knight,” I groaned.

He grinned at me.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I grinned down at her. She was still in the dream world, but she had thoroughly enjoyed what I had done to her in the waking world. The judge was a beautiful woman in her early thirties, slender and with round breasts. Blonde hair spilled around her face, a smile on her lips.

My cum spilled out of her pussy

Moira drove in to feast with alacrity. She was eager for it. She licked my cum out of the judge’s pussy. The dreaming woman moaned her delight. She would be experiencing this as if Moira had joined us in the dream, enjoying every bit of what was happening.

I dropped to my knees behind her and slapped my cock down on her rump. I loved how she groaned as I did that. I smiled at the way her rump wiggled back and forth. My sister was horny for my cock, of course.

So I pressed my dick, soaked in the dreaming judge’s pussy cream, into my sister’s butt-crack. I found her asshole and thrust. She moaned her delight into the judge’s pussy. My twin’s anal ring widened and widened.

I popped into her bowels.

“Oh, yes,” gasped my sister as I sank into her.

“My knight,” the judge moaned. “Oh, the witch is such a wicked thing. Oh, yes, yes, she’ll break the curse on me! Ooh, she’s doing such naughty things with her tongue. I love them!”

I smiled as the judge enjoyed her dream. That was a hot sight to witness. I thrust harder against my sister’s asshole. Her anal ring widened and swallowed my big dick. It was a delight to penetrate into Moira’s asshole.

“Oh, big bro!” she moaned as my cock sank into her anal ring.

“Yes, yes, that’s it,” moaned Detective Carson. She had her trench coat open revealing her naked body. Deputy Shannon feasted on her cunt, the brunette devouring the detective with gusto.

The other deputies licked their lips, their hips rocking back and forth as they watched the ritual. My dominatrix marched around the outside, watching, her riding crop slapping into her hand as she watched the fun with hot delight.

I knew she was burning to dominate the judge.

I gripped my sister’s hips. I fucked her asshole with force. I rammed into her with all that I had as she devoured the cum out of the judge’s cunt. She feasted on the dreaming woman with hunger as we worked the sexual magic to make the judge ours.

It was always a different way to do it. I believed my sister was showing off.

“Oh, that’s it,” gasped the judge. “Oh, you wicked witch. My knight, she’s devouring all your seed out of me. Ooh, and bugger her. Fuck her naughty ass! Yes, yes, we’ll break the spell!”

“That’s right,” I growled as I fucked my sister’s asshole. I pounded her with force. I buried into her with all that I had, the pressure in my nuts rising and rising.

The dreaming judge trembled, her boobs jiggling as she humped into my sister’s face. The power built and built in my nuts, the sexual energy I would unleash when I climaxed in my sister’s asshole. I plowed into her with all that is had. She squeezed her anal sheath down on me.

She held me tight with her bowels. I grunted, fucking into her with all that I had. I pounded her with such force. She whimpered, her hips wiggling back and forth as I fucked her like this. It was just spectacular to hammer her like this.

She moaned louder and louder with my every plunge into her asshole. I fucked into her bowels with all the force I could muster. She moaned, her asshole massaging my dick. It was fantastic. I thrust to the hilt in her over and over again.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, savoring that wondrous delight. “Cum for me, Judge.”

“I’m a princess!” she gasped, her blonde hair dancing.

Sable snorted.

“Cum, my delicious princess,” I growled.

“Yes, yes, my knight!” she moaned, humping her snatch up into my sister’s face.

It was so delicious to watch. I was so thrilled to see that. It was perfect, my nuts swollen with cum and jizz. I couldn’t wait to spurt all that spunk into her snatch. Just flood her with all the jizz that I had. It would be amazing.

She wiggled her hips from side to side, stirring that wonderful asshole around me. I groaned with each plunge of my cock into her bowels. Judge Bittal squealed out in delight. She arched her back, her boobs heaving.

“My knight!” she gasped. “The witch! She’s.. she’s… Yes!”

I felt the energy burst in the woman, more sensitive to the magics that my sister wielded. I slammed to the hilt in her asshole. My sister’s anal sheath convulsed around my dick. She spasmed with force about me.

I groaned and erupted into her asshole.

I spurted blast after blast of cum into her anal sheath. Her bowels reveled around me. She was a delight to have suckling at me. She needed the power to complete my spell. My cum brimmed with the taboo, sexual energy of our twincest.

I plowed to the hilt in her and erupted.

“Fuck!” I growled.
My twin sister’s asshole spasmed around my dick. It was just a delight to feel her bowels rippling around me. I groaned at the heat washing through me. That was just an amazing rush. My head threw back as I flooded her bowels with all that I had again and again.

“Shit!” I snarled as the energy poured into me. “Whom do you serve, Princess!”

“You, my knight!” she gasped as I pumped my sister full of cum and sexual power.

“By the flow of the mighty River Styx, I bind you to that oath!” my sister squealed.

I gasped as I felt the energy rushing through me, spurting out of my cock and into my sister’s asshole. She channeled it into the shuddering judge. The blonde woman bucked on the ground as she squealed out in delight.

Her eyes opened wide as she was bound to me.

“My knight!” she gasped. “My Master-Knight! I’m yours! Yes, yes, I’m yours!”

“You are!” gasped Detective Carson, her body trembling as she climaxed on Deputy Shannon’s face. “Yes, yes, you’re his!”

“You are,” I groaned, spurting the last of my cum into my twin sister’s asshole. I filled her to the brim with my cum. “And we need a warrant, Judge.”

“Of course, my Master-Knight,” she moaned. “Anything for your noble quest.”

Sable smiled and smacked her riding crop into her hand. She was eager to put the judge through her paces.

Chapter Sixteen

Charles Ludwig Swartzenburg II

A hard smack on my cheek snapped me awake.

“What?” I gasped, my face burning. Mother stood over me, her eyes nearly black in the darkness. It was early in the morning. “What’s going on?”

“They are moving,” said Mother as she straightened.

“Who?” I was still shaking off sleep. The orgy had raged all night. My alarm wasn’t supposed to go off for another thirty minutes.

“Our enemies.” The demon in stared down at me in contempt. “Now follow! Hurry!”

I jumped out of bed, rolling over the women sleeping with me. There were more scattered throughout the room coming away. They all rose, naked and beautiful. Wild lust burned in their eyes. They had become maenads.

The wild women of the orgy.

My tools to kill Zach.

“We have to move now,” she said. “Get to the ambush spot and wait longer then we intend. We must be away from here fast.”

“Right, right,” I said, grabbing for my clothes.

“There is no time to dress,” she snapped back at me, heading naked down the stairs, her blonde hair swaying down her back. “Move!”

I hurried after her, the twelve wild women scrambling in my wake. I reached the first floor. My mother grabbed a candle out of a closet and thrust it up into her pussy, wick end first. She shuddered for a moment then ripped it out.

With a muttered word, the flame lit. Smoke billowed from it. More than it should. The tangy aroma of her pussy wafted around me. She waved it back and forth before me. It spilled over me. Then she turned, washing it around herself and the others.

“Let the smoke coil and conceal. Let the fume cloud our enemy’s vision. Conceal us from their devices and designs.”

The flame exploded at the end of the candle. Mother swayed as the smoke gushed from it, engulfing us fully in the tangy smoke. She snapped her finger for the garage. I rushed with the wild women, the smoke billowing around me. It swallowed the vehicles. Mother swayed and slumped to the ground.

“Mother!” I gasped, seeing her on the floor.

“I’m fine,” she hissed, sweat pouring down her brow. “Go, now, or you will be arrested! You will have failed me completely!”

The gleam in her eyes sent fear shooting down my spine. I bolted into a dash for the Lexus. I jumped in, Vanilla, Amber, and Monique climbing into the car. The others were piling into the assortment of vehicles the party girls had arrived in. We had worked this out. Who was in what car?

I hit the gas as the garage door opened. I cleared it and sped down the driveway. The gate creaked open ahead, forcing me to stop. My heart beat wildly. The gun was in the car. In the glove box. The plan was so simple. I knew where to wait. I just had to get there with my women.

We were naked. Shit, that would make things obvious.

I drove out of the driveway and down the street. The wild women followed in their cars. I sped through the neighborhood as ahead… a half-dozen cop cars drove toward us. Pierce County Sheriff deputies with their lights off, but speeding fast. Where the hell had they come from?

I glimpsed Detective Carson driving one of them as we passed each other. She hadn’t even looked at me. She just ignored me. Ignored all of us. We were past them a moment later as they raced up to my house and piled out before the gate. They had tactical gear. Long rifles. Shotguns.

They were all women.

“Smart,” I said, but I had a demon on my side.

Mother would be fine. If she could hide us, she could sleep away from the attack. Maybe she had to stay there to keep the spell up, concentrating on it. I didn’t care. I hurtled toward my destiny. Zach’s police were here. They wouldn’t be guarding him.

I smiled from ear to ear.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I yawned as I secured my tie. I could make the Windsor knot in my sleep now. I didn’t need a father to teach me how to do it. I was a man in my own right. My father could go fuck himself wherever her was or whatever he schemed.

“You look so handsome,” Susannah said behind me.

I turned to see her putting in an earring. She wore a conservative white dress with a pink cardigan over it. She looked lovely with her blonde hair spilling around her face and shoulders. I glanced at the radio on the dresser. I was listening to the chatter.

“Preparing to breach,” said Detective Carson. “BREACH! BREACH! BREACH!”

“I hope everything goes well,” she said. “I hope they can take him alive.”

“So long as he doesn’t do anything stupid,” I told her. I had given different orders. My cops were supposed to shoot to kill. Him and his demon mother. “Let’s go.”

We had to get to church. Susannah would be riding with her parents, her father having spent the night being a good cuck and watching his wife do wicked things with the cops and me. That was before we inducted Judge Alyta Bittal into my power.

My harem, I supposed.

“Yes, yes, yes,” gasped the judge as Susannah and I headed downstairs. I gripped the radio, hearing the cops talking. They were searching the house now. “Lady Sable!”

SMACK!

“I’ll be a good princess, Lady Sable,” the judge moaned. Sable had a new toy to play with. Dominating a judge really amused her.

SMACK!

Mom, the Augustines, and my sister were watching the fun. So were Sable’s maids. Moira lounged on the couch. she wasn’t going to church with us. Frankly, it would have been suspicious if she had. She never went any longer.

Mom and I would take her car while the Augustines would drive in their own so we wouldn’t arrive together and arouse any suspicions or rumors in the congregation. To the world, Mrs. Augustine had to be a good and faithful wife and not my whore.

She did have a pussy full of my cum as she headed out the door with us.

I climbed into the car, thrusting the radio at Mom. My heart was pounding. I wanted to be there—to oversee this—but I had to maintain my distance. I couldn’t be seen to be at all associated with the police raid on a man wanted for the investigation of a woman’s sacrifice.

For someone killed attacking the police.

Shouldn’t there be something by now? The silence was growing annoying. And there was the fact this was all recorded. This was the police band. I couldn’t broadcast at all. That would be just as bad if there was some audit of this or an investigation.

I glanced in the rearview mirror where Nisha sat. She wore a worried expression. Yeah, it was bad that they hadn’t found him. How could he get away? They had the place under drone surveillance. I drove down the driveway and out of Sable’s house. It was a twenty-minute drive to the church. Her house was far away from it.

“785 to surveillance,” Detective Carson said.

“Surveillance,” said a man’s voice. The drones were being run by cops not associated with me. Was that a mistake?

“When did the suspect and the suspect vehicles leave?” she asked. “The house is empty. The garage, too.”

“They, uh, they didn’t,” said the man. “They should still be there.”

“They’re not.”

“Shit,” I muttered.

“Oh, dear,” Mom said, giving me a look. “How did they get out without being seen?”

My blood ran chill. “Magic.”

“Review the footage,” Detective Carson said, her voice frosty.

“Right, on it, ma’am,” the panicked cop said.

I glanced back at Nisha and she nodded. “Yes, Master, magic is the only thing that makes sense. Which means he knew he was under surveillance.”

I drew in a deep breath and kept driving. I drove normally, not speeding. The Augustines trailed after me as we headed to the church. What to do know? How to track him? I’d have to use Moira. She could use her magic. Another spell, and I had to be at church. I suddenly felt exposed.

My cops were not around me. They were on the raid. A mistake to leave myself so vulnerable.

After another five minutes, the male cop came on. “785, we reviewed the tape. There’s nothing. I don’t know what happened. Maybe the drones were hacked or something. We’ll have to run a diagnostic on the software. It must have glitched because we had a clear view of the driveway and the street the entire time. No cars are seen coming or going. I’m sorry.”

“Roger,” said Detective Carson. “Okay, we’re moving out. Scene secure. Have forensic move in. Put out an APB on his car. White 2020s Lexus, Washington Plates, 184 Yankee Mike David.”

I slowed down at an intersection. There were no other cars at it. It was still early Sunday morning. I shifted, tapping my thumb and waiting for the light to cycle green. We were almost to the church now. It was just ahead.

I could run it, but that wasn’t what I should do. Someone could be watching. Something dumb. Even if there wasn’t, I had to be careful. Public and private had to be separate. I rolled my neck, thinking about where Charles would go.

He’d come for me. He had those bimbos assembled.

I pulled out my phone and sent Detective Carson a message through Telegram. “Send units to the church. I’m exposed.”

A moment later. “OTW.”

“The light’s green, honey,” Mom said.

I glanced up and blinked. I hit the gas.

“Left! Car!” shouted Nisha.

I glanced to my left and saw only an empty road. Nothing—

A loud crash and crunch of metal exploded. My head whipped violently around. I groaned as a strange, dry smell of chemicals filled the air. I groaned, my face pressed into an… airbag. I blinked, my neck hurting. Mom groaned beside me.

I sat up, white smoke pouring out of the airbag. Panic shot through me. Shattered glass spilled from my hair. My widow had shattered. I blinked as I realized my door had crumbled. Smoke poured from the battered hood of the car. Radiator fluid. What had just happened?

Something wavered in the intersection before me. A white car appeared out of the mist. One moment, it wasn’t there. The next it was. Smoke burst from the hood as the doors of it burst open. Three naked women ran from it, sprinting away, as a guy stepped out with a gun.

Charles.

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Charles Ludwig Swartzenburg II

I jumped out of the car, my head ringing. Even ready for the car accident, I wasn’t prepared for the whiplash. I gripped my gun. I would take him down once and for all. Molech’s blessing would get me out of any trouble once he was gone.

Powerful people had gotten away with much worse crimes. Just look at the Clintons.

I looked around for the wild women and… They were vanishing down the side streets. What? Where were the other cars? Why weren’t they behind me? The Augustines were getting out of their car. I aimed my gun at the father.

He cursed and grabbed his daughter, pulling her down out of cover. Well, I would finish him off, take the wife and daughter, and make my escape in their car. But Zach first. His head lay slumped on the airbag, his door crumpled along with the front fender of the car.

This was it.

I sprang forward and reached for the door.

“No!” Susannah burst out from beneath her father and raced at me in her Sunday dress. “Don’t! Don’t!”

“I’m coming for you next,” I said, raising the gun and aiming it at Zach slumped over. “Just let me put him down.”

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

“Now, Master,” Nisha said, spotting for me.

I flung open the door and slammed it into Charles’s.

The gun went off with a deafening bang. Heat seared my cheek. My ears rang. I couldn’t hear anything as Charles reeled back. He stumbled, naked save for a pair of shoes he must have put on in haste.

I burst from the car. He recovered, bringing the gun down to aim at me. I grabbed his wrist and shoved his arm skyward.

The gun went off again.

My ears rang. My ears throbbed with the pain of it. I didn’t care. I slammed my fist into his face. He stumbled back and we fell on the ground. I landed straddling him. I snarled in anger and drew back my fist and slammed it down in his face again. I broke his nose. Blood spilled over his cheek and face.

I gripped his wrist and slammed his hand down once. Twice. Thrice. He lost his grip. The gun skittered away. He stared at me in shock as I grinned and slammed my fist down into his face again. I hit him in the cheek.

He slammed his knee into my back and pitched me forward. He hit me in the face, knocking me off him. I rolled as he scrambled for the gun. Bits of broken glass sticking to his skin. Hot radiator fluid soaked through the sleeve of my shirt.

I launched myself at him and landed on him. I forced him to the ground before he grabbed the gun. I grabbed the back of his head and slammed his face into the pavement. My ears rang as he threw an elbow at me.

He hit me in the cheek.

My head whipped back.

Fuck, he was strong.

He rolled over and threw another punch. I blocked it and struck him in the face. He had strength, but he didn’t have skill. I slammed my fist into him again. He groaned as he reeled back. Blood spilled over his face.

“MY MOTHER WAS IN THE CAR!”

Rage exploded from me. Visceral. Hot. I had never been so angry. He had tried to kill my mother. She might be badly injured. My hand shot for the gun. I grabbed it and pulled it back. I aimed it down at him, my finger on the trigger.

His face went white.

He tried to say something, blood spilling over his pale cheeks. Fear trembled in his wide eyes. My finger went on the trigger. It didn’t take much pressure to pull back one. Just a few pounds. I just had to squeeze.

He tried to murder my mother.
A cool hand grabbed my wrist. I snapped my head around to see Susannah. She shook her head, her blue eyes wide. Her lips moved. I could barely hear her through the ringing in my ears. What was she saying?

“We’re being filmed,” she said. “Don’t, don’t, we’re being filmed!”

I blinked and looked around. People had come out of their homes around here. It was a residential area. They were filming this. I was being recorded. Saved to the Cloud. It might already be on the internet. Live-streamed on Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, Twitch, Instagram, and who knew where else.
“The cops are coming,” she said. “Hear them.”

The ringing in my ears lessened as I did hear them. They were streaming closer and closer. The Pierce County Sheriff Deputies. They were on the scene in moments. I knew them. Detective Carson was there in her trench coat and pantsuit. With her were my sex slaves, whipping out their guns and rushing toward us.

Detective Carson’s eyes met mine. The question obvious.

I gave a slight shake of my head. This was too public. I stood and stepped back. I handed the gun to the cops. The watchers cheered as Charles was handcuffed. I held Susannah as she trembled in my arms. Mom stumbled out of the car and threw herself at me. More and more cops appeared. The fire department. It was a circus.

This was the last thing I needed.

I watched as Charles was cuffed and placed in the back of a cruiser. He was under arrest. There would other opportunities to kill him. In prison. He wasn’t a threat in cuffs. But what happened to his women? Why had they run away instead of helping him?

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Charles Ludwig Swartzenburg II

I sat dazed in the back of the cruiser. Blood spilled from my broken nose and cuts on my face. Amber, Monique, and Vanilla had run away instead of fighting. I glanced out the window of the squad car, seeing Zach holding Susannah. He had almost killed me.

He had been about to pull the trigger when Susannah had saved my life.

But where were my women? We should have easily dealt with him. Even with that door trick. They would have held him down and killed him. Then we could have made our escape. I stared out at the madness and…

I saw her. On a small hill able to witness the entire event. Mother. The demon watched the entire thing with women around her. She betrayed me. I shuddered, my head lowered. My body shook. Tears spilled from my eyes.

Fear engulfed me. What would happen to me now? Would Father bail me out of this mess? Would Molech support me any longer? I had utterly failed.

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Ashtaroth

What a wonderful display.

I had watched the entire fight. Charles had Zach at his mercy. Even alone, without the women, Charles had the upper hand and lost. Zach was smarter. Faster. Stronger. He disarmed Charles. Beat the pampered rich boy up.

The only downside was the mercy Zach showed. He should have executed his enemy. Never leave a living enemy crushed by defeat. Well, there was room for Zach to grow. The stronger brother had won. He would make a delicious tool once channeled properly.

I would educate him on the ways of true power. Zach would be great one day.

I turned and led my cult away.

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“A murder suspect fleeing from the Pierce County Sheriffs was apprehended after crashing his car racing through an intersection,” Melony Mitchel, Channel 4 News, reported for the Sunday Evening news. “While trying to steal a new car at gunpoint, the suspect was disarmed and subdued long enough for authorities to arrive.

“Charles Swartzenburg, age sixteen, is the heir to the Swartzenburg fortune. He was wanted in his connection to the disappearance and possible murder of Jenny Lamb, wife and mother who was last seen heading to his mansion. Rumors say that Charles was into the occult and may have sacrificed Mrs. Lamb as part of a depraved ritual. Authorities have found evidence of an altar covered in human blood in his basement.

“As for the young hero who disarmed Charles, authorities have held back his identity out of respect for his privacy. He was just a young man heading to church with his mother. Our investigation shows him to be Lewis Black, a local high school student who was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

“Charles is currently in the Pierce County Jail awaiting his arraignment. We will bring you more on this developing story as they unfold. The family of Jenny Lamb is still hopeful that the missing woman will be found. If you have any news of her whereabouts, please contact CrimeStoppers.”

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