This blog is based on a universe where in 2000 the US, followed by most of the world, allowed the enslavement of females. Very much not work safe. Also very much misogynist and more than a touch psychopathic. You have been warned.
Emmett service and sacrifices – Cook Family Saga #5
This will make more sense if you read these posts in order.
Four days after the will reading, at the Southern Hills Country Club
“Welcome Gentlemen, Mistress, Sluts, and Slaves to the burial service of Emmett Philip Cook, I am Reverend Calvin Ellis of The Blessed Chapel, and I will be leading this, Emmett’s Cook’s public funeral service”
“Emmett was a strong family man and a savvy businessman. He expected much from his family and workers, but gave back much as well. He contributed to many charities in Eastlake and was a strong supporter of the expansion of the Eastlake zoological garden, particularly for the carnivores. Because of his support, the Eastlake zoo is a world leader in wolf preservation and captive breeding. He contributed heavily to the expansion of the river parks and other civic projects. Under his guidance, Cook Co now leads the world in energy extraction technology, with their products being used worldwide. He was a frequent donor to his church, The Blessed Chapel, of which I am proud to say, is my flock. In a very real way, Emmett paid my salary during the lean years.”
“Emmett was a strong man with definite feelings towards the treatment of sluts, as he referred to most females. And he always said ‘female’ not women, saying that most of them didn’t deserve the respect that ‘woman’ implies. He was a leader in getting the White Slave Act of 2000 passed through congress and is part of the reason Eastlake, in particular the Southside, has such a vibrate slaving culture. He was opposed to the 2016 amendments, saying about them:”
“Terrible amendments, terrible for our culture. Still, a man is not a man if he can’t admit that he’s wrong about some things. And a stopped clock is right at least twice a day. I didn’t like it at the time, and I don’t like the rest of that silly cunt hugging amendment, but that mistress mumbo jumbo seems to be working out very well in retrospect.”
“However, he was instrumental in the 2024 amendments to the act, as well as several changes in sexual and indecency laws in general. If you like seeing naked females in public, and the ease at which you can convert a slut now, thank Emmett.”
“A common expression of Emmett said went something like this:”
“They said countless things about females back in my day; but if there is one thing the last 20 years have proven, it’s that sluts are only good for only three things:
One, using their holes to jerk us off. Young sluts should know their place is on their knees with a man’s cock in their mouth. Two, making more boys to use them as the cum dumps and sex dolls they are. And three, taking care of babies, raising more sluts for men to fuck and come inside before we trade them out for the younger ones they finish bringing up.”
“He was glad that he helped make is so these principles could be followed nationwide. We are proud to live up to this feeling of his today. As such, many of his daughters and a few of his granddaughters have been drugged to make them compliant.”
Jill Goldman. Kissed to death.
Oh, my God. I can’t believe that Dad is dead. I’m gonna miss him so much… I need someone to hold me. Let me ask that girl, she’s cute.
Would you hold me? I’m about to cry about Dad. OK, sure. My name is Jill, what’s yours?
Cynthia. Can I kiss you? Well, OK, I guess.
Jill had unknowingly drank some of the drugged drinks, despite not being one of Emmett's daughters. She is very passive and will do almost anything asked of her. Her father, Karl, is watching Cynthia and Jill make out with some interest.
She’s soft, her breasts are like warm pillows. And she kisses well. She tastes exquisite, almost like cherries. It’s been years since I kissed a girl. I forgot how much I like it.
“Would Jamie Cook and Mistress Charlene Cook, please come forward. As some of you may know, Emmett respected the mistress community, believing that they were instrumental in the subjugation of the rest of the female population. As such, Mistress Charlene was the only one of his hundreds of granddaughters to receive anything in his will. He left his slave-wife Dawn to her. Dawn will soon be over the coals and will be served as meat when she is done. Mistress Charlene had her tortured for 3 days before today, and she will be brought here to be a spit roast.”
Jill starts moaning and pulls back from Cynthia, who doesn't want to interfere with Reverend Calvin's eulogy, so she pushes Jill towards her and gives her a deep kiss. Jill starts to breathe heavily and nosily. To stop the noise, Cynthia pinches Jill's nose shut.
Got to keep Jill quiet until Calvin is done. Don’t want to attract any attention. God, she’s hot.
“Jamie was secretly converted while she was still in Emmett’s control, as were several others, but not all, of his 22 daughters. These secret slaves, as well as dozens of his granddaughters, with their father or guardian’s approval, have been given a cocktail of drugs in their drinks that should render them compliant with what is to follow. Mistress Charlene, please cut Jamie’s heart out as a blood sacrifice in your grandfather Emmett’s honor.”
As you wish, Reverend Calvin.
She’s starting to go limp, that’s not good, please hurry Charlene…
Mistress Charlene removes her top, to avoid getting blood on it, rips Jamie's top from her and pushes Jamie to the ground. Charlene pulls her knife and stabs it into Jamie's chest and begins to cut her rib cage so she can remove the heart. Jamie does not survive this, obviously. After a few moments of work with her knife, Charlene reaches into Jamie's chest and pulls out her heart.
Mistress Charlene sacrifices Jamie Cook
Reverend, here is the slut’s heart. What shall I do with it and the rest of her body?
“Toss the heart into one of the fire pits that are being prepared for the spit roasts and put the slut’s body in the growing pile of snuffed sluts bodies. She, like the rest of them, will be fed to the animals in the Eastlake zoo.”
Jill falls to the ground, not breathing.
Oh shit, I may have killed her!
Dear, what is your name? You see, it looks like you just snuffed one of my slaves without my permission. Ah, Cynthia, Cynthia McCall, I’m one of Emmett’s daughters. Is your husband here? No, he didn’t come. He wanted to break in his new slave. Are you a free woman, or has your husband enslaved you? I’m a free woman. Well, then in that case, you have two options, you can volunteer to be converted, and I will buy you, or you can take your chances with the courts. I want to warn you that killing an asset slave is a felony and there are several witnesses to your crime. Oh. Can I pay you her value? Fred gave me my own bank account. That might be higher than you can afford because she was not only an asset slave of my firm, she was also my daughter. As such, I feel that you should take her place in some way. You look like you would make a fine sex slave. Oh. Make up your mind. Well, I’ve heard about what happens to women that go in front of a judge in Eastlake. I have no desire to be a public torture victim, followed by being killed in some bloody manner. I’ll volunteer. Excellent, let’s go talk with Mr. West.
Cynthia and Mr. Goldman walk over to where Mike and the rest of the Spellbook staff are waiting.
Cynthia McCall, new slave
Mr. West, this is Cynthia McCall. She wants to volunteer to be converted, then I will purchase her. Seems she accidentally snuffed my daughter Jill and doesn’t want to go before an Eastlake court for felony destruction of property.
A blood test proves that Cynthia is neither on drugs nor pregnant. The transaction rapidly takes place.
OK, dear, please strip. Here? Yes, of course here. You’re a sex slave now. Sex slaves don’t wear clothing. OK OK, what? OK, master? Yes, please remember that, or you will join Jill. Now go over to the cleanup crew and have Jill’s body added to the wolf feed pile.
