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The Dark Temple. Part 1

A year and a day ago
The Temple of Our Dark Lord, Eastlake Oklahoma.

Do you, Brittany Barber, agree to serve as our Dark Lord’s earthly vessel and to further act as our Dark Lord’s Host on Earths wife,  so long as you shall be barren of our Dark Lord’s spawn?

I Do.

Do you, Brittany Barber , agree to be used in what ever manner our Dark Lord and his Host on Earth shall see fit, until such time as you are no longer barren of our Dark Lord’s spawn?

I Do.

Do you, Brittany Barber, agree that your body is but a toy of our Dark Lord and has no value other than that the Dark Lord or His Host on Earth assigns to it, and that it may be used in any way that pleases the Dark Lord, his Host on Earth, until you carry the Dark Lord’s spawn?

I Do.

Do you, Brittany Barber, agree that you are entering into a state of a sacred connection to the Dark Lord and His Host on Earth and that your womb is for their sacred use only, until you carry the Dark Lord’s spawn?

I Do.

Do you, Brittany Barber, agree that your mouth and anus are for the amusement of the Dark Lord and his Host on Earth, to be used in any way they see fit. not limiting their use to only themselves if they deem it just and right?

I Do.

To The Dark Lord.
To The Dark Lord.

Do you, Brittany Barber , agree that these vows you are taking today are of your own free will and shall be reviewed in a year and a day or when you carry the Dark Lord’s spawn?

I Do.

Sacrifice the harlots to the our Dark Lord.

By the lives of the harlots snuffed out as a sacrifice to Our Dark Lord, and by your agreements I declare you to be the vessel of Our Dark Lord and the earthly wife of His Host on Earth.


So “Host on Earth” how does it feel to be a married man?

Cut it out Fred. There isn’t any one around.

Still, what’s up with this latest bit of foolish.

She wouldn’t fuck me until I put a ring on it.  She also “found”  the bit in “The Dark Book” that the bride of The Dark Lord would rule the temple once she had been taken with the spawn of the Dark Lord.  So we agreed that only I and, of course our Dank Lordy would fuck her, but I had control over her as if she was a slave.  Given that DL is, well, lets face it, at best a ghost and I’ve had a vasectomy, she isn’t going to carry the Dark Lord’s spawn any time, unless she can get pregnant from oral and anal sex.   Speaking of which, I’m adding something new to the Great Rite, while I’m ass fucking the altar, I want the leadership to face fuck “the Altar”.

Every Great Rite?

Yeah

3 Times a week?

Yeah, don’t want you dick sucked 3 times a week?   Oh.  Any questions?

Yeah, can we afford that?  Slaves to act as altars aren’t cheep.

Yeah, we can.  The Altar for the Great Rite doesn’t have to be a slave unless we are making it a full sacrifice.  I expect the membership to start providing altars from approved wives and over 18 daughters.  I, of course, will start this new path with my new wife.

Last Option

A middle aged woman and what appears to be her daughter come in to the shop.

Hello? Can I turn in my daughter here?

What do you mean by “Turn in”?

Well, she has disobeyed me for the last time and I’m done with her.  I want to turn her in.  The police wouldn’t take here and sent me here.

Well, that depends, are you her mother, step mother, foster mother or legal guardian?   If you are, yes, you can sell her to us.

Sell?  You mean you would buy her?

Yes, this is a slave story.  We buy and sell slaves…  Oh Christ it’s going to be one of those transactions.   Why didn’t I go on break?

Well, I never.  That might work for me any way.   I just want her out of my hair and house.

Lady, it’s 2018.  The buying and selling of women as slaves is 18 years old now.  Get a grip.  I think to my self.

How much you want for her?

How much are you willing to give?

I look at the daughter.  $400, paper check or loaded debit card.  Take it or leave it.

Oh.  Really, that much?

No, I think she’s worth more, but I’m not telling you that.  That much… $400.

Options
Options

OK, I’ll take it.  Debit card will be fine.

I process the sale.  An evil thought hits me.

You want the last option package?” I ask after I hand her the debit card.

What is that?

We put her in a room with a noose and a stool.  If she really can’t deal with the idea her mother sold her as a slave, she can end it all.

Oh, yes, dear I think I want that.

If she does hang, do you want a copy of the video?

The video?

Of course, the video.  If we can’t sell her we will sell her snuff video and sell her meat.  Will not makes as much off of her, but that might make us break even.

I don’t think so.  People pay to see that?  I just want her out of my hair.  No, keep the video if that happens.   Thank you.

 

 

 

 

At least he is honest.

Welcome to Spellbook slaves.  How may I help you?

I’m a raving loon psychopath and I’d like to fuck up a set of perfect tits.  What have you got in say a blonde?

You want a blonde with perfect tits that you want to fuck up?

Did I stutter?

No sir, you did not.  Follow me and I will let you make your choice.

Blonde with perfect tits
Blonde with perfect tits

This is Daisy Floyd, she was sold to us by a disappointed boy friend. Seem that other than her tits and ass she has no useful skills, to include giving head.

I didn’t ask for a background, but yeah, I feel like it’s my duty then to punish her for being a cock tease. Or for giving bad head. Oh, who am I kidding, I just want to fuck those tits up.  How much is the meat?

A grand even, with tax. Are you planing on snuffing  her?

Well, yeah, once I’ve had my fun of course.  Why, that a problem?

No, but we do offer a meat buy back plan, with the amount of the buy back based on it’s condition and it’s weight.   Depending on what you do to the tits we are talking around $200.


Some time later in an abandoned farm house

OK meat, look at me.

Please mister, don’t do this.  I’ll do any thing…  You don’t want to do this, I can tell.

What are you going to do?  You are a meat bag walking, you don’t have any money and I’ve been told you don’t fuck or suck worth a damn.  But you do have a nice set of tits.  It’s like the devil himself put them there, and I’m not going to let them go to waste.  Let’s get you tied up so you don’t thrash around to much.

Daisy is tied to a chair

See theses here needles?  I’m going stick the right into your nipple, pushing into those perfect bits of tit flesh that you have.  Not sticking all 5 inches in, but don’t thank me yet…

A needle is pushed into her right breast.

YAAAAAA, THAT HURTS TAKE IT OUT

A needle is pushed into her left breast.

YAHHHHHA   AAAAAAAHHHH

<Slap>

You stop screaming like that, I’ve just got started.  Now let me hook up those needles to this here thing they call an Auto Transformer. Now it doesn’t turn into a robot, but by moving this dial I can vary the voltage that goes into your tits. Sounds like fun? Want to start now?

No please mister, don’t do that…

The dial is set to a little over 1 and the transformer is turned on

AHHH AHHHH AHHHHHHHHHH

Daisy spasm as the voltage hits her tender tits.

OK, that was one.  Let’s kick it up a notch, to three.

The transformer is adjusted and turned on.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OK Let us try 4 of 10.  Shall we?

The transformer is adjusted and turned on.
Daisy spasms but is silent. 
Her head rolls to one side and she slumps in her bindings. 

Damn.  Must have killed the bitch.  And I was just getting started.  Better call to have them pick up the meat.

Fall sacrifice

Spellbook Slaves, how may I help you?

I want to buy your five cheapest slaves for a sacrifice to the dark lord.

OK, we can do that for you.  We have about half a dozen that are tagged “for quick sale”, so they are going for just fifty over tax price, which means you can get five for twenty seven – fifty, tax and all.

Do you have on site snuffing?

Yes, however it’s limited to a guillotine, a pair of Jessica 3000 and the hanging room.

Can you hang five at a time?

Yes, but we rent by the noose and by the  minute in 10 minute blocks.   I can make you a deal, assuming you don’t want the bodies after the ritual, Twenty nine hundred, all up, and you get the room for as long as needed.


Several hours later

O Domine tenebris! Auferte ista quinque. Sicut dignum et iustum est et facere.  Benedictus Dominus nomen tenebris.
5 to Hang
5 to Hang

Steven and Betsy Talk.

Well, “Mistress Elizabeth”, where shall we go for drinks?  I heard about a club that caters to Mistresses and their significant others, live shows and hourly slave auctions.

Oh, yes, Master Steven <giggle> let us go there.    Seriously how does married to a Mistress feel?

Just great! Now I don’t have to hide about wanting to snuff slaves.

Oh?  Even big titted blonde slaves?

Yes, of course, just like your sister.

My SISTER?

Yeah, you didn’t think I wanted to snuff you did you?

Well, the thought did pass my mind.  My sister.  Hmmm.  Are you willing to work for that?

Depends on what work means

I mean are you willing to fuck her face 3 times in a month?   While I watch and take videos.  Videos that have a time stamp…

Oh, I get it.  You want to have me enslave your sister.  OK, I’ll do it if I can also enslave her daughter.  I’ve wanted to fuck that little piece of ass for years now.

Oh…  OK, it’s a deal then.

 

 

Meet Steven and Betsy

Snuff a bitch
Snuff a bitch

Steven? Is that you? I’m in the bathroom. Your package came, they said they were early.  I signed for it.

Ah, it’s not what you think Betsy.

I think it’s sweet that you got another blonde with big tits.  Just like me.  That’s sweet.  You want to know what else came in the mail? Remember that class I took back in July?  Well, my final grades came back and I qualify as a “Mistress” now.  I registered as one as soon as I had the final grade codes.  Aren’t you proud of me?  Oh, that’s right, you didn’t know about that class.  Want to know one of the things they taught us?  Slave transfer laws.  Did you know that if a slave is delivered, ownership goes to a “qualified member of the household sighing for the slave, unless otherwise noted on the delivery papers.”  Guess who is a qualified member of the household now?  I hope you didn’t pay to much for my snuff toy…”

Your snuff toy?

Yes, dear, I’ve knocked her out with that chloroform you thought I didn’t know about and I’m tying her up in the bath tub.  I’m going to slowly fill the tub up with cold water, until the bitch drowns.  Then I’m going out for drinks and maybe a call to my lawyer, unless you can tell me why I shouldn’t

I bought her for you, as a graduation present.  I told you it wasn’t what you thought.  I noticed what class you were taking when I looked at the credit card bill.  Granted I had to go on the school’s website to find out what the code meant, but, yes I’m proud of you dear.

Ah, that’s sweet.   Thank you Steven.  Want to watch her drown?

Will you blow me as she dies?

Of course dear.