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Introduction: Part 12 Please read parts 1-11 to understand the story, especially before voting. The doorbell woke him with a start. He looked around the room, but Kaneez and Samil were both gone. He bolted out of bed and raced down the stairs. Kaneez and Giolla were in the kitchen, Kaneez cradling Samil, their eyes wide and frightened. He was pleased to see Giolla had not removed the dildo from her cunt, but he had no time to reward her. He stormed toward them and hissed, Downstairs! Now! Not a sound!
They ran down the stairs, and he followed them. He unlocked the bitches room and shoved them inside with a warning to stay completely silent. Everything in the basement was soundproofed with the most expensive industrial-grade materials, but he couldnt take chances. Regardless of who was at the door, he had no desire to go to jail. He didnt know if the person at the door was a Girl Scout selling cookies or the FBI, but he wasnt about to let anyone see two naked women in his kitchen, especially since they were both missing persons, with a third downstairs, not to mention the two bloody whores in the ritual room.
He went back upstairs and took a deep breath before going to the door, banishing Ahriman temporarily and forcing Drake to the surface. Just as he opened It, the person on the other side rang the bell again. He grimaced, glanced at his watch, and saw that he had only been asleep for two hours, so he didnt have to pretend to be tired and irritated at this interruption. He leaned against the doorframe, stared at the man on his porch, and yawned, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.
Can I help you? he asked, making the simple question sound more like, Get the fuck away from my house and let me get back to sleep.
Drake Atherton? the man asked. He was just about an inch shorter than his own six three height, with salt and pepper hair and brown eyes that spoke of having seen some horrible things.
Thats me. What can I do for you?
The man pulled a card from his jacket pocket, and he took it, barely keeping a sneer off his face as he scanned the cop from head to foot. One of his shoes he had kicked off earlier was probably worth three times as much as this idiots entire outfit.
My name is Detective Glass. Im involved in a missing persons case involving Elizabeth Avery, and the bartender at the Violet Stick Bar said that you knew her.
He frowned. Elizabeth Avery? I dont think I know anyone by that name, Detective.
The man gave a small smile. You may have known her as Liz. Thats usually what she went by.
He nodded. Oh, her. Yeah, I met her once, but that had to have been almost a year ago. He smirked at the cop. I took her out to dinner, but we didnt really hit it off. I only saw her that one time.
Did you bring her back here?
No, we ate at Delmonicos, found out we pretty much had nothing in common, and I took her home. Thats the last I saw of her.
The man looked over his head into the house. Is there anyone else here who I could talk to? Just to see if they know anything?
No, its just me. He sighed. Look, Detective, I just got back from a very long trip moving my mother to Florida. She got sick of the snow and cold here. She doesnt fly, so I drove her down there yesterday. I got home a couple of hours ago, and I was asleep when you rang the bell. I wish I could help you, but I really dont know anything else.
All right, Mr. Atherton. If you remember anything else, would you give me a call? He gestured toward the card in his hand.
Sure, Detective. No problem.
Sorry to have bothered you. The detective walked to his standard issue dark gray Crown Vic, and as soon as the car disappeared down the drive, he shut the door and leaned back against it, running his hands over his face.
After a few moments, he went downstairs and opened the bitches door. The two servants were kneeling, and Kaneez was standing behind them holding Samil. His son had started to fuss, and the sound grated on his last nerve.. He pointed to Kaneez and Giolla.
You two, come with me.
They immediately followed him out of the room and up the stairs silently. When he reached the bottom of the stairs leading to his room, he turned on them.
I am fucking exhausted, and I am going back to sleep, maybe until tomorrow morning. If anything wakes me up short of a natural disaster, all of you will pay dearly. Kaneez, you are in charge until I wake up. Have I made myself perfectly clear?
Giolla nodded, and Kaneez held Samil to her shoulder as she said, Yes, Ahriman.
He stomped up the stairs, flung himself down on the bed, and was asleep in seconds.
The next thing he knew, sunlight was streaming in his windows, and he was starving. The room was empty again, and he looked at his watch. It was eight oclock in the morning,
He groaned and stretched as he went to take his shower, and he decided to train Nokara a bit more todaytrain her to submit to him completely. He would use the whores pain and screams to get himself ready. But first, breakfast.
Walking down the stairs naked, he could hear Kaneez talking to his son, and he smiled. When his foot hit the stone tile of the main level, he looked into the living room and saw his mate sitting on the couch, Samil over her shoulder. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Giolla hurry into the kitchen, the dildo still inside her, and moments later, he heard the sounds of pots and pans. His smile grew as he walked behind Kaneez silently. He knelt down on one knee and trailed his finger over his sons cheek before kissing his forehead. The boys eyes were wide, and he stared into their brilliant blue.
Did My Lord sleep well?
He stood up and walked around the couch before sitting next to Kaneez and holding out his hands. She smiled and handed him his son. As he cradled the boy in his hands and stared into his eyes, he said, I did.
Kaneez is glad, My Lord. Her hands were twitching, and he looked at her sideways.
Whats wrong?
She opened her mouth, but then she snapped it shut. He held Samil in one arm and turned toward her. Grabbing her chin in his other hand, he forced her to look at him. Whats wrong? he repeated.
She started trembling. Kaneez does not want to anger My Lord, she whispered.
He frowned. Why would I be angry?
Kaneez does not know, My Lord, but My Lord has been very angry lately. Kaneez does not want to make My Lord more angry.
He thought about that for a moment. She was right, his fury had been growing the past couple of weeks, but the release he had gotten by fucking Giolla and Nokara had diluted it until he barely noticed It. He fisted his hand in the hair at the nape of her neck and pulled her head back, causing her to gasp as she locked gazes with him.
Im not angry anymore, he said, What did you want to say to me?
Kaneez caught her breath when he dropped his mouth to her neck and bit down hard enough to break the skin. She moaned when he dragged his tongue over her skin, licking away the blood that beaded out of the wounds. He moved his mouth to her ear and whispered, Let me guess. You want me to fuck you.
Yes, Ahriman, she breathed, and he chuckled.
It hasnt been six weeks yet, he answered. He kissed her, and she sucked her own blood from his teeth and tongue with a loud groan. When he released her, he said, I suppose I could fuck your ass, though. Would you like that?
Yes, Ahriman! Kaneez misses My Lord terribly.
He stared at her. Are you jealous of Giolla and Nokara?
She shook her head. Not jealous, My Lord. Kaneez understands My Lords need to relieve stress. Kaneez just wishes My Lord would relieve it with Kaneez, too.
He grinned and stood up. Samil had fallen asleep, and he walked to the cradle in the corner and put him down. Follow me, he said, and Kaneez stood up. He walked to the kitchen. Giolla, how much longer before my breakfast is ready?
Giolla stared at the floor and held up five fingers.
Hmm, not long enough. He thought for a moment. Tell you what, Kaneez. You can suck my dick while I eat, and then I will fuck you as I train Nokara. He sat down at the table, and Kaneez immediately dropped to her knees under the table.
She grasped the base of his cock and held it tightly as she sucked his balls into her mouth. He breathed deeply and tilted his head back, closing his eyes. The pressure she applied to his sack was perfect, and her hand started to stroke him roughly as his cock reacted. Then she switched her mouth and her hand as she slid her lips over his shaft and squeezed his balls. Giolla had just put his plate and glass on the table when Kaneez suddenly bared her teeth and dragged them up him as she pulled her mouth off.
Fuck! he roared as his fist slammed down on the table with a crash that caused his water glass to tip over. Amazingly, Samil slept on in the other room.
Giolla instantly dropped to her knees, her entire body shaking, and Kaneezs head came into contact with the underside of the table as she jumped.
Kaneez is sorry, My Lord! Please dont be angry with Kaneez. She sounded like she was crying.
No! he grunted, reaching under the table, putting his hand on her head, and pushing it toward his cock. Fucking do it again!
He was sure she was smiling as her mouth enveloped him once again. She sheathed her teeth as she slid down his shaft and bared them every time she came back up. The sensation sent a shudder through him each time, and by the time Giolla returned with a towel to wipe up the water, one hand was fisted in Kaneezs hair, and the other gripped the table with a white-knuckled grip as he breathed rapidly, swearing under his breath. When Giolla was done, he pointed to the floor, and she immediately knelt, the towel held behind her back.
He reached down and pulled Kaneez off his cock. Bend over the fucking table, he managed to grind out, and she obeyed. He was on the edge, but no matter the amazing feeling of her teeth on his dick, he couldnt quite tip over. He took the towel from Giolla and shoved it in Kaneezs mouth as he stood up. Cant have you waking up my son, he hissed in her ear.
She had nicely wet his cock, and he wasted no time in ramming it home in her ass, causing her to cry out, but the towel muffled it nicely. He held himself still, grabbed Giolla by the hair, and pulled her to her feet. She bit her lip so she didnt wake the baby.
Get on the table, he snarled as he started to move in Kaneezs ass. Straddle her facing me. Put all your weight on her so I dont have to hold her down.
Giolla did as he said, and as his eyes scanned her body, he saw that her clit was still purple and swollen from the whipping he had given it. He took his left hand and put it over her mouth and used his right to viciously pinch her abused clit. Her muted scream was glorious. As he pounded into Kaneez, he twisted, pulled, and otherwise molested Giollas clit until it was bleeding again, and he was almost ready to cum. He needed a bit more, though, and he dug his fingernails into her clit and yanked it forward violently, causing drops of blood to fall onto Kaneezs back. Giolla screamed one last time into his palm and promptly passed out. He caught her as she fell forward, and he slammed into Kaneez with a loud groan, shooting stream after stream of hot, white spunk into her bowels. He waited a moment to catch his breath, and then he pulled his dick free before picking Giolla up and dumping her on the floor with a thud.
He sat back down in his chair, and Kaneez slid off the table to the floor, tears streaming down her face. He picked up his fork, pointed at his crotch, and said, Suck it clean.
Kaneezs eyes widened slightly, but she pulled the towel out of her mouth, and, as he began to eat, she cleaned the cum, blood, and ass juices from his cock, drying it with the towel when she was finished. She stayed on her knees under the table, hands on his thighs, tracing random patterns on his skin with her thumbs. Giolla woke halfway through his meal, and he told her to get him more water. She complied immediately, and he gestured for Kaneez to come out from under the table.
Get yourselves cleaned up, he said, not looking at them. Then Giolla will take care of Samil and clean up here, and you, Kaneez, will wait for me downstairs.
Yes, Ahriman, Kaneez said softly, and then she took the other by the arm and they disappeared.
He finished eating and felt much better. Giolla was already kneeling by his chair when he stood up and walked toward his son. The boy was still asleep in his cradle, and he watched him for a long while, envisioning the day when he could teach Samil the true meaning of a life lived for Chernobog. He knew it was years in the future, but he was already planning how to introduce his son to the rituals and pleasures of a hedonistic lifestyle.
When he finally walked down the stairs, Kaneez was waiting just outside the bitches door, her hands behind her back. He closed the distance between them quickly, picked her up, and kissed her fiercely, biting down on her bottom lip and tasting her blood once again. She groaned into his mouth and returned the kiss, coming just short of drawing his blood with her teeth as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He pushed her up against the door and ravaged her mouth. He eventually broke the kiss and laid his forehead against hers. She was breathing heavily, and he dropped a hand to her chest, laying it flat over her heart, and felt the pounding. He pulled his head back and looked into her eyes. He frowned slightly, and she cupped his cheek with a trembling hand.
What is wrong, My Lord?
He stared at her intensely for a long moment, and then he whispered, Do you love me, Kaneez? She bit her lip, causing more blood to flow, but he just continued to stare at her. Do you?
A tear trickled down her cheek, and she nodded. Yes, Kaneez loves My Lord Ahriman. Her words were soft and barely audible, but they hit him like a brick, and his brows furrowed more as he sucked in his breath. Does…does My Lord… She couldnt finish.
Do I love you?
She nodded, more blood flowing as she bit her lip even harder. A drop ran down her chin, and he caught it with his finger just before it fell. He pulled her lip from her teeth and stuck his finger in her mouth. She sucked off the blood and looked at him expectantly. He pulled his finger out and traced her lips, her cheekbones, her jaw.
I dont know, Kaneez. Maybe.
Does My Lord love Giolla and Nokara?
No. If I love anyone, Kaneez, its you, but I just dont know.
She nodded, and he kissed her again, this time more softly, and then he put her on her feet. I want you to do something for me, Kaneez, but Im not sure if youll do it.
She looked devastated, and her lip trembled. Kaneez would do anything My Lord asked. Anything! How could My Lord doubt that?
He narrowed his eyes. Anything, Kaneez? Are you sure about that?
Yes, My Lord, she said, standing up straight.
He studied her for a moment, and then he nodded. Very well, let this be your first test. I want you to go into the bitches room and prepare Nokara for me.
Prepare Nokara how, My Lord?
He shrugged and stepped back from her. You choose. It is time for the whores to be given eternal life, and Im going to want to fuck someone when I am done. It will definitely be Nokara, and it just might be you, too. It will depend on how well you prepare her. Perhaps Ill just hurt her and fuck you. She grinned at that, and he punched in the code for the room, making sure she could see what it was. I will send you down here from now on to prepare her for me. Will you do that, knowing I will probably fuck her?
Yes, My Lord, Kaneez breathed. Kaneez will please My Lord however My Lord desires.
Hmm. Well see. He opened the door, and she paused. What is it?
What if Nokara does not obey Kaneez, My Lord?
He chuckled. You have my permission to do whatever is necessary to get her to obey you. If she doesnt by the time I am finished, I will deal with that. Understand?
She smiled. Yes, My Lord.
He kissed her again and shut the door when she entered the room. Then he walked to the ritual room and stood in the doorway for a moment. The whores watched him listlessly, blood and shit and piss caked on their bodies and the floor. He hadnt been in the room in a few days, and they had definitely deteriorated in that time. He held his breath as he hooked up the hose to the sink and washed them and the floor. They both responded to the warm water with a groan, and when he turned the water off, he yanked their feeding tubes out, causing their noses to bleed. He then picked up the killing dagger and stood in front of the taller of the two.
Do you wish to live? he asked seriously.
Yes, she whispered.
Why? What do you have to live for? Youre just a filthy whore wholl fuck anyone who pays you. Would you fuck me in exchange for your life?
Yes.
What about your friend? Would she fuck me, too?
Yes. Anything you want.
He held the dagger to her throat and snarled, Just a filthy whore! Your life is worth no more than a quick fuck! He heard a noise at the door, and he whipped his head toward it. Kaneez was standing behind Nokara. The latters hands were behind her back, but he couldnt tell if she was bound or not. Her eyes were wide with terror, but Kaneez looked excited. Nokara tried to turn her head away, but Kaneez grabbed her hair and held her firmly.
You will watch, bitch! Kaneez hissed. You will know what Our Lord is capable of!
He turned back to the whore. You are being honored today, he said. Chernobog demands your black soul. In return, he will give you eternal life, just like these other whores I have given to him. He glanced at Kaneez, and her pupils were dilated, she was breathing heavily, and she had a small smile on her face. Is Nokara bound with rope?
Yes, My Lord, she said softly.
Tie her to the pipes and come here.
Yes, Ahriman. Kaneez did as he said and then she stood next to him.
He pulled her in front of him and put the dagger in her hand. Anything, Kaneez? Would you give these whores to Chernobog for me? Would you give yourself to him for all eternity if I asked you to?
Yes, Ahriman! Anything for you, My Lord!
He took her hand in his and again placed the blade against the whores throat. Together, then, he said and drew her hand and the blade to the right. Blood gushed from the whore, covering Kaneez from head to toe. He himself was only coated from head to chest. She had blocked the rest of him. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her in front of the second whore, Nokaras screams a distant siren in his brain. The whores screams were much closer and louder when she saw the blood on them. His cock twitched as he rubbed himself against Kaneezs ass. Once more, he said and moved next to her. By yourself this time.
He dropped to his knees and spread his arms wide, his head tilted up toward the whore. He closed his eyes and waited. He didnt wait long. Sooner that he had expected, he felt the warm flood cover him, and he took a deep breath, inhaling the coppery odor mingled with the scent of fear billowing off of Nokara. He waited until he could feel no more blood falling on him, and then he wiped his eyes and looked at his mate. She was kneeling next to him, the dagger still in her hand.
He carefully took it from her and laid it reverently on the ground before standing up. He held his hand out to her, and she took it. She stood up and looked at him. He smiled at her.
Perhaps I do love you, Kaneez. You and I are of one mind, are we not?
Yes, Ahriman, she said, breathing heavily.
Come, he said, and the walked to the sink. He rinsed her off thoroughly and said, Take Nokara back to the other room and ready her for me. You may place her in any position you think I would like. I must finish up in here. Wait for me when you are finished. Can you do that?
Yes, Ahriman, she answered, and she untied Nokara from the pipes. She yanked her to her feet and stormed out of the room, dragging the other behind her.
He laughed out loud, sure now that he had found not only his mate, not only the mother of his children, but the other half of his black soul. Images of what he would do in the other room filled his head as he prepared the whores for the drums.
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