Off With Her Head Part 1

Chapter 195

Off With Her Head

Part 1

 

Once the speech had been given, it was Eli’s turn to take over the class and the room. I had done my part by teaching what I know about sexual persuasion. I didn’t feel good about it. I felt disgusted with myself knowing I had corrupted an entire family regardless if it was to keep us all alive. My biggest hope was we wouldn’t have to go through with it, but that too was just a pipe dream.

Eli and the girls linked with me telling me everything will be fine. Knowing it will never be fine, it will never be ok ever again. The things I once knew to be fine in regards to sex and stimulation as family and friends had changed that day. Knowing it was wrong, knowing I couldn’t stop it, knowing if I didn’t we would all die.

I still haven’t heard from Jeff, but I got the feeling that Tony and Stringum had as they were coordinating a strike forces outside these walls, making sure our friends and family were safe. I still couldn’t get the image out of my head of Gloria and what she had done to me. Even the images of what was taking place inside the Cranny’s home seeing their toddlers being stimulated like that… really made me want to vomit and I to wanted to kill Paul Cranny for rapping his young children. Knowing it had nothing to do about staying alive.

He was tainting everything he had learned from may adoptive parents and going further then they would ever do. I knew my adoptive parents would never allow the things I had seen inside that bedroom, or I least hoped that they wouldn’t.

Eli motioned me forward being I was the only person he could use as a demonstration model. We had agreed that it would be better the parents did the coring, establishing trust as a family unit. Even the girls agreed to state that was how they were taught growing up that a family member helped with the coring stage because the children trusted their parents over a stranger. In any case, it was still sick and wrong, but I understood it because that’s how my adoptive parents taught me and my brothers about sex, and stimulating each other.

I cringed as I watched the red blinking lights telling us we were live, plus the monitors that showed the 9 in various places as they whispered in low voices, not that we could hear them, for us there was no sound. To me and everyone else, it was a group of dirty old men and the Queen herself separate from the 9 on her own monitor surrounded by the men noticing several of them were the same men she was supposed to have killed for obeying direct orders hidden in the shadows wearing a white mask.

She was quite angry, and she had a right to be angry because the High Bishop with the help of our rebel forces has exposed her and the plot to kill us all if we failed. More as intend to make us fail. As to the High Bishop agreement to keep my true identity a secret he had placed a wheelchair inside the tub room as well as my crutches to help me walk. Only he knew I really didn’t need them. Only he knew my true identity.

I had no doubt that the other members were conferring back and forth as they watched, read the reports of her plot in making sure that she takes over the church. Personally, I didn’t care who really ran the church of the devil because they could all go to hell. Everything the High Bishop said, conflicted or sounded like things he has taken from other churches and making them his own.

And because all churches are similar in their teaching, stealing each other's teaching, as to how they base all their beliefs. To me, none of them were the true church. One of the main reasons I don’t have a lot of stock in prayer or their teachings. I firmly believe that if none of them are true, the only way to live life is not belong to any church, but use your own best judgment that it is the person you become that is what truly is important.

Yet I wonder what hell and heaven are really like, knowing if the devil is real so God must be real as well. The foundation of what he wants is the thing I really have a hard time with and wonder how he would view my life as allowing myself to corrupt others to do these things that I have been taught regardless if they are right or wrong as he bends me over laying my stomach flat against the sides and spread my legs so they can all look at my beautiful or cute butt that only has four purposes. One to help keep my pants on; two too fart and expel human waste; three to have something to sit on; four to be raped repeatedly.

Once Eli had inserted the laxative and the KY Gel he placed himself inside me and explained to them the proper way of coring with as less pain as possible. He soon pulled out of me and said. “Ok, Mr. Benson it is your turn.” I waited for him to hesitate and he did, but once he saw the cameras and seeing himself on camera he didn’t fight, he didn’t complain accept by linking as he prayed inside his head that we bring those sons, b*****s, down.

I quickly bounded his hands to the ring with Dora’s help stating I was unable to do so on my own. We had it installed to prevent them from moving just in case they felt real pain and just In case they tried to stop it even though it would mean we had failed which would mean death for all of us. Like me, he waited for the pain as I watched him squeeze his hands into a tight fist and began sobbing with real tears. I didn’t have to tell him to scream as Eli prepared him using the same techniques he had used on me.

I watched as he took his time and took a sharp needle attached to the side of his hand. We had agreed not to tell them that needle was to guarantee that they would feel pain and scream as loud as possible. As Eli placed himself inside him slowly bit by bit as he struck him at the side of his hip unseen by the camera as places his hands on each side of him. The scream of pain was so loud it was deafening.

I cringed seeing the dark blood and urine as it flowed down in between his legs, each time Eli went further moving his hand with the needle in between his fingers and struck him over and over again. Watching Mr. Benson buck as Eli forced himself inside him. I noticed the smile on the Holy Queens face listening to his cries of pain watching him being forcibly raped. She was practically giddy.

I heard Eli apologized as he calmed Mr. Benson down and slowly and carefully had sex with him. The pain had lesson and so had his screams of humiliation. Once Eli was having sex with him at a comfortable speed he pulled out of him and Mr. Benson lowered himself into the water. Taking a quick breather as Eli moved on to Ted and placed the items in Mr. Benson’s hand, as he cried and shook in fear and humiliation. Eli guided his hand as his Dad calmly tied Ted’s hands to the ring of the tub we had installed in case any of them stopped us even though they had agreed to go through it. Eli and everyone agreed it was for their own good too make it looked forced.

Mr. Benson kissed Ted on the head telling him he loves him and everything would be fine. I watched the Queen move forward to makes sure she had a good spot not wanting to miss it. Or she wanted to make sure it was real as she picked up the phone which rang inside the tub room so any of them could speak with us as the King put it on the loud speaker telling the King to move two of the cameras so they could all see his father insert his penis inside of his son.

Just in case he was only putting it between his legs and making it look real. One the members of the 9 also picked up the phone stating they too would like to make sure it was legit, stating they couldn’t tell from the footage earlier if they were truly having sex with me and Eli and the High Bishop sons; only seeing me being rapped by Mr. Benson's as I laid halfway on the bed to keep the illusion I couldn’t kneel without help.

Eli and I shrugged our shoulders, knowing it was a fair question regardless of how sick and wrong it was and was a new type of cruelty to show such a thing up closes. Yet it was either that or fail the Preparing Ritual as I watched the Holy Queen smile seeing she had gotten her way and couldn’t wait to see us fail.

I held one camera underneath Ted while the High Bishop held the one pointing down looking over Mr. Benson’s shoulders until everyone could see both angles clearly. Once they did I cringed as their Dad inserted himself inside Ted as I Eli stuck the needle at the base of Ted’s legs under the water, timing it as their father slowly and carefully was guided by Eli. Telling him to stop and wait for a feeling of it too lessens the tightness as Ted’s body reacted in pain from the needle.

Feeling the pressure build up slowly, the further he went in as the cameras recorded it. We could see the dark blood just poured out of Ted as his screams deafened the room. His family and I were crying, but more so because they had to watch this. The more Ted bucked and screamed the giddier the Queen was. I could imagine putting a hot poker up her butt and seeing how she liked it.

Once their Dad was all the way inside him, Eli told him to do it nice and gently until Ted was nice and loose; asking him if he feels it. His Dad nodded as he sobbed and Ted sobbed as Eli moved back so the cameras could watch. The pain had subsided once Eli stopped stubbing him with needle. And Ted relaxed and once his Dad was at a nice and steady pace he stopped and pulled out so Ted could be released.

The Queen sat back in her chair and whispered to her men and they agreed as she said. “Two is nothing, I am curious to see if his Dad can do his other three boys, without laxatives and I think not. We normally do not use laxatives and we seldom use the gel at our school when we prepare the boys.”

The High Bishop said. “No, you are mistaken. I know for a fact that we still use the gel and the laxatives. It helps provide lubricate where there is none. Without it, it would tear them up inside and cause them damage that will never heal properly.”

The Queen argued. “That Eli and Nate Carrion have had sex many times over and no laxatives or gel was ever you used.”

High Bishop said. “Yes, that is true your Queen because you order the men to do it when I told them they weren’t supposed to be touched or harmed. Yet the reason we use it is for new converts to do so, so the damage is minim… would you like it if was your first time being prepared not to have the gel and the laxative as you prepare your children for the coming of age preparing ritual even the girls we use it? The pain as you have experienced is bad enough. Our God…. “

She cut him off the Queen screamed. “You base your facts that love and compassion are necessary. Yet we women bare children without the use of drugs. We have sex without any kind of love and compassion and we have done so for generations. We have lived through the pain and the damage is minim. I demand that this be seen as a failure by not conforming to the rules of the preparing ritual I have set in place.

“I demand the High Bishop to stand trial of treason, for the lies of which he has told you regarding me being a fallen Queen without proof with only speculation. How does he know that I have issued the orders to his men to disobey him they are all dead, he had them all killed. It is all lies to unseat me… So he can put his own witch w***e on our council and move him into position to be on the council of 9. It is he that is planning on killing you not me… I demand a vote to deem this as a failed test, we have seen enough…”

The High Bishop smiled and said. “Members of the 9 within the second packet you will find a videotape showing the High Queen gives such orders, it is true that I have killed the men she speaks of, but not before gathering testimony. You will also find on the tape the very men she had sent to make sure that I fail in the preparing ritual. 

“You will see her not only give said orders, but her disobeying a direct order to torture and kill the men that have disobeyed my direct orders. Only killing two of the 12 that she had sent to me as I was out of the house to be put on trial of her own and your council where I have sighed a blood contract. Stating if we fail me and my family will be all put to death. I will submit to be tortured until I die from being tortured for years at her peoples convinces.

“On the tape you will hear her telling me she wanted to do it personally as I remove my guest from witnessing such cruelty and was told by her that they should be present for one death of her choosing, then go back on her word killing two and telling us it was due to a technicality of specification to a variable agreement. I will give you a few minutes to view the tapes and as for you, my Holly fallen Queen have your men remove their masks and have them step in front of the cameras so they can be seen.

“If you want to prove that these are not the men you were told and promised me that according to our laws needed to be punished. Not healed and be promoted as her honor guard. In fact, I demand you present all your soldiers and warlocks witches to be counted and produce evidence of any of them being killed by you at any given time when the video I have produced of us discussing said agreement and the 12 men I have ordered to be punished up for death for disobeying a direct order. I will produce that not only those men but others that have disobeyed as you have given them direct orders to disobey me so I will be the one questioned instead of you my fallen queen.”

The members demanded her to do so. She gasped and said by not complying to their wishes in hopes to replace the blame back on the High Bishop and make him into a liar. “You would believe a liar; look at the boy, known to you as Nate Carrion. He is not whom he says to be, for I have met him as Nate Carrion seeking admission into my school as well as his brother Arthur Rothwell. Who states they are not the Carrions but the Rothwell’s.

“The boy Nate is a fake, there is no Nate Carrion his real name is Eric Rothwell. You talk about lies, yet look closely as I play the tape of him being confined to a wheelchair and the boy that stands before him as his husband Eli Alden married to him with countless witness.”

Every one demand Eli and I stand before the camera. The King helped me out of the tub as we stepped up to the camera as Eli and the High Bishop put their arms around me to help me stand. They looked at the wedding picture and several of Nate Carrion. Eli also stepped forward and was asked. “Is this true?”

Eli bowed. “No, sir. The High Bishop has interrogated Nate Carrion to learn the truth of his pedigree, due to medical science and his medical records Nate Carrion was not wheelchair bound she only assumed he was not once did she ask at the school when he and I visited it with their son Arthur who is mentally retarded. My husband Nate was being treated for muscle weakness due to a car accident that had left him partially paralyzed. The boy Eric Rothwell is not Nate Carrion, like me Nate I have been roommates at Crest-ridge for over 2 years.

“If you call the Headmaster he will vouch for my husband. He will be only too glad to send you everything on Nate, his grades, his life as it was and if you would allow the High Bishop a moment to send you the tape of the interrogation proving that Nate is Nate. He is the boy you see before you, his eyes have been healed to a certain degree that he no longer requires the eye patch, but a pair of glasses like he now wearing.”

I pretend to fall from standing so long as they gasped as Eli and High Bishop caught me as Dora quickly brought a wheelchair from the corner.

The High Bishop said. “Gives me an hour and I will send everything you need regarding Nate.

“I have taken pictures of the boy Eric Rothwell she speaks of and his family who reside in Saint George. This boy is without a doubt is Nate Carrion, the boy Arthur used to live with who were the Rothwell’s until he was adopted by the Carrions. Nate used to be known as EJ Shepherd and was in the process of being adopted by a family known as the Downing’s until recently when the Downing’s lost custody from them due to unseen advents. He was then placed with Carrions as a foster child just as young Arthur was and another boy by the name of Shawn Rothwell, who resides now at Crest-ridge.

“So I can see how the Queen has made the mistake, by not getting a correct account being as she had stopped looking because the Carrions had decided not to place either of the boys, in fact, young Nate was never considered to placed at the school. It was her hope that the Carrions would because of the current handicap of young Nate; which he has and will most likely be under a doctor’s care for some time now.

“Nate, and Eli as well as his sister Rhoda and her friend Jackie escaped from being captured by the US government as they were investigating a child sex ring and drugs being made and sold on the streets not far from the school known as Crest-ridge where me and my first husband, Nate’s father, as well as many of you, have graduated from and send their kids too.

“Many of my friends and their children have been rounded up like cattle are either dead or waiting for trial. Few escaped my first husband Nate’s father being one of the ones captured in the raid. Who I have been told has been placed in proactive custody. In hopes of taking down our church and is providing information to the feds as we speak.

“Nate and Eli were planning to be married until Shawn Rothwell who one of the Apostles known as Crawford has had him placed at Crest-ridge had arranged Eli to marry in hopes of creating a powerful union. Yet he was found unworthy by the 9 in their coven, but the Apostle Crawford has deemed him untouchable, despite Shawn’s behavior towards young boys as a preference of a gay nature.

"He has also been found unable to reproduce children and has been found to be sterile, but as I have said Apostle Crawford has taken the boy under his wing, stating that our God Lucifer has agreed that he should be treated at Crest-ridge that in the future and medical science he will be found worthy.

“Nate was able to contact his parents and brought them here to live in Heber. Now that Nate’s no longer has any parents nor his sister Rhoda nor does her best friends who my first husband who was known as High Bishop Alden has been raising ever since her parents had been killed is no longer worthy to hold that position and unable support his son Eli and his sister. As you know the Carrions or very wealthy and have powerful resources. Were as the Rothwell are not and nor are their friends.

“I have learned recently the boy Eric Rothwell who our Holy Queen has accused Nate Carrion to be has been found dead due to a drug overdose. His bodied has been cremated and I have found witness that calibrates the story. So the Queen is mistaken. This is Nate Carrion, it is true as I have said his name used to be EJ or Eric J Shepherd or Downing, but the Carrions changed his name to Nate T Carrion to cut all ties from his birth parents other than visitation rights and to give him a new life from a bad past.

“They have an open adoption which I have seen and made a copy of for our church records. If you would give me the time to send you a copy of the file you will find it all in order and legit. We have not failed in our tasks, as you have seen but two of the Benson family have almost completed the Preparing Ritual, which many of have wanted to see if the new way I have describe gives better results then the one our Holy Queen has administered over the years.

“Whereas we have had contention in the ranks of our members as it has proven ineffective to bring in new converts and the ones we have brought in have been disloyal and proven to show no compassion or love that our God and our savor has taught us to be, cruelty and being forced to obey has caused low membership, as the other churches even though they are not the true church, Have not only the numbers they are loyal and have built up massive wealth because of that. Whereas ours is dwindling each day from us and proving ineffective of bringing in new loyal converts.

“Again I ask for proof regarding the men she was told to kill, I demand her to be put on trial as I have been put on trial as these fine boys and their families. I ask what more can I give you? I have tapes and records proving everything I have said. I have documents stating the facts I have mentioned. Give me an hour and I will send everything I have. I ask the same for our Holy Queen that she proves to us this very night that she has not fallen that she is still worthy to be our Queen. May Lucifer our God bless her that she is not fallen and still worthy. I ask only an hour, to prove my case.

“What say you my Holy Queen and the quorum of 9 here in Salt Lake City and in Heber? Will, you not hear our evidence? Will, you not let me do what you have asked me to do this night as High Bishop bring forth new converts, As our God has taught using love and compassion rather than using cruelty and causing our members to question our ways our God our teachings as they have contradicted themselves? I am not still worthy? Or have I to fallen as our Holy Queen has fallen?

“Give me a chance to prove my worthiness one last time before you deem this a failure. In Mormo name bless us as he has done so?” Everyone repeated the phrase. The leaders of the 9 said as the vote took place that they needed to seek spiritual guidance, and bring forth the inquisition.

The Queen gasped as she was bound tight to the chair as the 9 ordered her to bring forth her proof and the men she has to face the judgment seat. We were ordered to remain inside the room under guard as the High Bishop presented his case first.

The ritual was halted until they could resolve if the queen has fallen. The monitors were left on as the queen and her men were locked inside the room she was in. We all breathed a sigh of relief as we sat calmly, as I was given a robe to use as I sat in the wheelchair as men filed into the room to make sure we reminded inside. By that time all the men in the house was ours.