The Honeymoon Part 3

Chapter 197-2

The Honeymoon

Part 3

 

After reinventing the preparing ritual and lots of sex with our wives and hot meal down our stomachs; there was nothing left to do but finish what we had started with the Benson's. At first, I thought they would change their minds, but like me, we all knew what was at stake and it was our very lives. People were counting on us to fail, and just as many wanting us to succeed. It was the mere idea of coring phase I was most concerned about. Ted and his Dad were easy because we had already been through it. Yet they wanted to do again using the new way using compassion and love, which I questioned inside of me. Wondering how could raping them over and over again be considered love?

This time we didn’t use hidden needles as Eli prepared him using the medicated KY gel and the special medicated laxative that Stringum had his own pharmacist make. I noticed right away the moment Eli placed himself inside of Ted that he didn’t scream, he moaned with pure pleasure, even his own Dad seemed to enjoy it as High Bishop re-prepare him. Yet the true test would come when we moved down to his three sons. Henry, Oscar, and Derek being the youngest Jason age 10.

It bothered me the most for two reasons. One, we had a live audience and second because of how young the boys were that ages were so close to my adoptive brothers and my own brother Aaron. Yet there was very little if anything I could about it. It was going to happen; there was nothing I could do to prevent it from happening.

It didn’t help to have their Dad tell them and show them that it doesn’t hurt, telling them instead of pain they would feel pleasure. I knew for a fact that my first time wasn’t anything close to pleasure. It didn’t matter how many times Eli said that I had been prepared the wrong way and that was the reason it wasn’t a special moment.

It bothered me deep down that being raped in this way was considered pleasurable and that it was considered to be a normal way of life for the members inside this church. In so much that they preferred having sex with boys over girls; because they believed girls were only made to be slaves and bare children, not be a mate, not to be their partner in life sharing everything including love. Love was something that either happened, or it didn’t. It was nothing more than an arranged marriage.

Yet I did have feelings for Rhoda and Eli. Was it love? Who is to say? I thought it was at the time, but if I had it do it all over again I wouldn’t change it, I wouldn’t allow myself to walk away from it. I should have never questioned it. I should have never listened to the world around me telling me what I had wasn’t love, it was something a lot worse. It didn’t matter that I was happy, and I had everything I could have ever wanted. The fact was the world changed and because I listened I threw it all away.

The moment I prepared Derek with the help of his Dad; I felt something break inside of me. I didn’t see Derek, instead, I saw Jared and Aaron as I raped them forcing myself inside them bit by bit even though it was their father, not me. Because I couldn’t be seen capable of doing this without help; not here in the tub where it would require me to stand. The bed was one thing this was something completely different.

I waited for them to scream or jerk away, we had done away with the tying their hands. Because it would mean we were forcing our selves on them. We wanted this to be a special moment. I wanted to laugh at the thought as we raped them… just became a special moment. Derek shivered and moaned instead of screaming in pain, as I watched his body relax. I watched the monitors as our captive audience gasped; noting that none of the boys had screamed as they should have.

It was even more impressive that instead of Eli or me doing the first coring it was their own father who was now a new convert. It stated that without a doubt that this was a success. There was no doubt what so ever as the Queen herself watched horrified beyond measure. She had nothing dispute, everything was done to ensure that this was not faked. Including a full doctor’s examination afterward and before.

Stating it was the boys first time, other than their father and Ted. I am not saying she didn’t argue the point, but once their father had done the coring instead of Eli or myself. She had very little ground to say anything, regarding the rules of the preparing ritual.

The boys themselves repeated the process and so did their mother and their own sister strapping on a fake penis. She was lost for words. Stating it must be a trick, it must have been every boy that she had overseen this process screamed in pain as they were being cored for the first time.

She demonstrated it right in front of us as she brought in two boys and stripped them personally roughly as she cut off their clothes the moment they were tied down as they screamed bloody murder. She personally did the coring using no KY Gel no laxatives of any kind and did the same to the other boy doing the same. She said over and over again as she rapped them. “It’s a fake, it must be look see how they feel nothing but pain.”

The 9s overruled her and said. “No, we have seen enough, we have looked over all the proof and validated it. The preparing ritual is a success; you have lied and have been found guilty of treason. You will be judged and tried for the crimes you have committed before the court and the inquisitions if we find that you are guilty of all crimes, you will be put to death.” The monitors went blank one by one as we watched her being taken away in chains.

She said. “Release me.”

They laughed. “Your words no longer work on us my fallen Queen; we have all been shield by our prophets.” She struggled but lost as she was taken away as the monitor went blank.

The moment it was all over everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The contract that they had signed in blood was burned as it fell into the garbage can smoldering in ashes. I watched as the HJ and HB shoulders seemed as if a heavy chain around their necks had just been taken off. The HB said. “I guess that means you folks will be leaving in the morning as planned.” They nodded as they quickly dawned on a warm bathrobe.

I knew we weren’t done, not by a long shot. Jeff told me that… reminding me that Mr. Benson was being called to be the new Bishop in Highland, which one the reason why the High Bishop had chosen him. Yet he had one little surprise that would change everything. He and his family had been talking and considered everything that had happen they had chosen not to take the position of being the Bishop in Highland as planned. Instead, they wanted to join our cause in taking down the satanic church once and for all. Eli gasped and I cringed the moment the words left his lips as Mr. Benson said too them. I knew it was my fault.

I had helped corrupt Mr. Benson and his family. I had raped his family and was responsible for ruining a chance to sever as a member of the LDS Church. Jeff and disagreed stating it wasn’t me, we all sever in someway and to let God sort it out. Jeff at the time held back something very important in those words.

The High Bishop nodded and shook his hand and said he was more than welcome to join us. He had already returned his money to him as he had done with mine which really belonged to Stringum and his friends as a good gesture. Already the High Bishop was making plans to rebuild his Heber home. In fact, he had made it part of the deal in his package agreement wanting to build it inside our gated community.

I didn’t like the idea; in fact, it bothered me because we were allowing murders and rapists inside our little community. Stringum liked the idea and so did the government officials stating he would be easily watched and suggested that his buddy and close friend joined him. The more I thought about it. The more I hated the idea. But my vote didn’t count.

Jeff seemed ok with it even though I wasn’t. Stating change is the hardest thing to do, not only for the person doing it but also the persons that know them. Which I had to admit was true. I still didn’t trust my mother, even though she had proven that she had changed. There was still a chance that she would revert back to her old ways.

Stringum had purchased close to over 3000 acres of land. Too me it was more like our own private community or large prison with walls all around us and guards posted to keep us in. He had also planned to build a bomb shelter that would be fortified against any attack. In the side of the mountain, just thinking about gave me claustrophobia, but his fear was realistic with our lives in constant danger.

True it would have been easier to not get involved, but every time I thought about that boy dieing in front of us and that grandfather being killed by his own granddaughter and all the people that have been raped and killed or sacrificed by the satanic church we were taking down. I couldn’t live with myself knowing I did nothing to stop it. My own sacrifice would mean nothing.

Even though Eli and I promised to stay until Wednesday with the High Bishop, our plans changed the moment that Mr. Benson mentioned that he would be joining our cause and moving to Heber. Stringum had arranged for an architect to meet with them, money had the ability to move mountains. Within two months or three at the most, their new homes would be ready to move in. I didn’t think it was possible to build anything that fasts, but I was wrong. Even our little street was being dug up and would be paved by the time I would return from visiting my mother.

Dad and Stringum made sure Eli and I as well as the girls had everything we needed to finish strong at our various schools before we transferred to Heber High. That included my new name Nate Carrion and proof that we were married. Nobody could dispute a legalized married certificate, and all the documentation to cover our cover story. I didn’t know how Stringum them pulled it off other then the government had a hand it as a top secret on needed to know bases.

When people questioned how Eric Rothwell became Nate Carrion or the entire Rothwell family except for Shawn and Arthur had first and last names changed, it was stated it was under the witness protection agency. Which was true mostly, we were using it to cover up our true identity.

We had also learned that Eli’s Dad was also being placed in witness protection and was also moving into our little gated community. Again it bothered me that bad people that have raped and murdered people were given the chance to become model citizen. But it wasn’t completely unheard of, knowing many criminals are hiding out across the United States so they can help out take down their organizations, or wait to testify against them. Many of them will never see the inside of a prison.

Yet they are carefully watched, they must follow the rules or they will see the inside of a prison. Not that they weren’t living in one here with me; noting that some of the hired guards or most of them are from the US Military hidden in private security uniforms carrying rifles up and down our road and along the property boundaries, not too mention placed as honor guards for the High Bishop, High Judge and our two Kingston inquisitors Who also was moving in with us as part of the package.

With everything changing it was decided that Eli and I as well as our wives would be driven to Cranny’s house sometime Tuesday afternoon after Tony and his team had gone over the home and the area with a fine tooth comb as well as my mother’s house, and were in charge of removing all the cameras. The government stated it was an invasion of privacy, Stringum and Dad argued that they would feel safer having them there, but were denied unless they had a good reason.

I knew the reason, but it had nothing to do with the Satanic church, it was more of personal reason regarding wanting to catch Paul in the act of having sex with his two boys. Yet no one dare say anything because it would mean they had a problem of letting it happen at all. While undercover as a member of the Satanic Church and it was too late to back out now. The government was fully aware of the fact. It was just something they turned a blind eye too. One of the reasons it was because at the time it wasn’t really a crime. It was new and disputed and still un-clarified unlike it is now.

Being as it wasn’t considered forced rape it was consensual, even when Gloria raped me the first time. It was in a way consensual, but it hindered on a very gray area. Because if I hadn’t let her or my adoptive parents hadn’t let her in spite they were as much as a prisoner as I was it would have never happened. It was still under the law of consensual stating the tape showed me and Dad agreeing to the contract to be tested in any way she felt that was necessary. The fact she didn’t kill me said she had kept her word. The fact she lied and the fact she held us all prisoner meant nothing.

The only thing that stuck was child endangerment and child abuse charges and attempting murder, which meant she would be locked up until she was old and gray or dead. She did die before she was put on trial. They had found her hanging inside her room at the mental hospital. No one cried a tear. No one cried a tear when we heard the Queen was dead and all the men she had ordered to disobey a direct order by the 9s and the High Bishop as well as High Judge. It made me nauseous seeing her head inside a glass box to prove to us that justice had been served.

Not even the government was willing to act in regards to who killed her. One of the many reasons they didn’t care about the fact she was killed by her own people just seemed so unimportant when she had raped and killed hundreds. Dead was dead, and with her out of the picture. It meant that a new queen would take her place. The question wasn’t who would because it was already been made. By a unanimous vote by the 9s that I knew had to do with money and power.

Dora was the one that would be taken her place. The fact she was white witch seemed not to matter when money was involved. The rules were being changed and modified to prevent another mistake like that from ever happening. Yet what they didn’t know was Dora was as much as part of the plan to take down the church from the inside as spy as a trader to her people she governed. The saying goes out with the old and in with the new.

The question is will the power corrupt her and turn her from white witch to black witch? Time would tell, but what I did know and what wasn’t really a surprise to any of us was that High Bishop did the only thing that I agreed… with that didn’t bother me, and was a smart move on his part which was deciding to marry her. Not only was it powerful move inside the church. He did it out of love. She had been a good mother to his three boys, the only three that meant the world too him.

There was one little secret that satanic church didn’t know. He married her inside LDS Church and was baptized within a year of their marriage as well as their three boys and her. The marriage was also redone inside the satanic church as well. It was the hottest topic since hot sliced bread with melted butter and jam.