Cast of Characters
Warlocks
Mark Glassner -- Mary Sullivan
Sex Slaves "The Sluts"
Alison -- Desiree Fitzsimmons -- Xiu -- Korina-- Violet -- Lillian -- Chastity (deceased) -- Karen (deceased) -- Jessica St. Pierre -- April
Servants
Samnag "Sam" (Holy Vizier) -- Candy (Sam's Girlfriend) -- Dr. Willow WolfTail -- 51 (Chief Bodyguard) -- Rachel -- Leah (Chauffeur) -- Jacob -- Monique -- Lize -- Lynda (Pilot) -- Joslyn (Pilot)
The Living Church
Daisy & Rose Cunningham (High Priestesses)
Demons
Lucifer -- Lilith -- Marduk -- Molech
The Cult of Lilith
Lana -- Chantelle -- Babylon -- Crystal -- Starlight -- Nurse Thamina -- Fiona -- Tir (monster) -- Lamia (Monster) -- Cora (monster) -- Ziki (monster)
Sisters of Mary Magdalene
Mother Superior MaryΔm -- Archangel Gabriel -- Dominion Ramiel (Angel) -- Doug Allard -- Tina Allard -- Azrael (Angel)
Other
Antsy (Mark's Sister) -- Alice -- Sandy (Mark's Mother) -- Sean (Mary's Father) -- Tiffany (Mary's Mother, Sister Theodora Mariam) -- Shannon (Mary's Older Sister) -- Missy (Mary's Younger Sister) -- George (Shannon's Fiance)-- Damien (Missy's Boyfriend) -- Avialle (Antsy's Girlfriend) -- Agent Noel Heinrich, FBI (Former Slut) -- Craig Erikson (Mayor of Seattle)
Chapter One
Day by day, the Tyrants' darkness spread across the Americas, the governments falling under their dominion, giving praise to false idols.
--excerpt from The History of the Tyrants' Theocracy, by Tina Allard
Sunday, October 6th, 2013 - Mark Glassner - U.S. Airspace
Korina smiled at me, lighting up her doll's face and making her sapphire eyes twinkle. She slipped out of the slutty maid's outfit she wore, her hips wiggling. The black dress fell in a pile about her feet. She was naked underneath--like a good slut should always be. Her large breasts jiggled as the plane flew through a patch of turbulence. My cock was hard, eager to be inside her cunt.
I was in the bedroom of Air Force One, eager to pass the time.
Now that the United States was subordinate to our Theocracy, I had commandeered the plane from the President. He could fly on one of the many VIP planes the Air Force maintained for other important dignitaries. It contained a nice, if not spacious, cabin for the President's use. It came complete with a bed which I currently lay naked on. Desiree and Alison slept next to me--cuddled cutely together.
It was wonderful to have Desiree join us. After Brandon's attack, she had been in shock, abused at the hands of her ex-husband. But Alison had brought the Latina woman out of her shell after Brandon's brutal rapes, showing her that we still loved her. That she wasn't filthy or disgusting just because she submitted to that bastard!
If I could, I would bring him back to life to have him executed again.
In the week since we defeated Brandon and declared ourselves Gods and Protectors of the United States and the world, Mary and I had been busy. Giving interviews, making phone calls, trying to get as many people in positions of authority under our power as possible. We started with the federal agencies.
When the President summoned them to Washington State, the Director of the CIA, the Department of Energy, and the Chairmen of the Federal Reserve all resigned in protest. Their replacements were much more amenable. All the Federal Agencies were now run by people under our power, and this week we were going to start the video conferences to get federal employees, particularly those in the law enforcement and spy agencies, under our domination.
Tonight I was flying alone to Washington D.C. to make Congress our Thralls while Mary had already arrived in New York City where a governor's meeting was being held tomorrow. Then she was going to work on the UN, who had been busy trying to pass sanctions on the U.S. and our Theocracy. I hated being apart from my wife, but we could get more done separately than together.
I tried not to fear for her safety. Brandon had... awakened me to the dangers. Especially upon learning that there were other Warlocks out in the world. People who had made pacts with the Devil to gain the powers I had. Whenever I thought of that, I reminded myself that my wife had a battalion of soldiers and bodyguards to protect her.
Men and women who would die to protect her.
The U.S. Armed Forces were another entity we had gotten under our thumb. The only U.S. Forces not under our control were in Afghanistan--General Brice Fear had refused the President's orders. His army was split between commanders loyal to him and commanders under our power. The two forces had been skirmishing in Kabul for two days now.
I pushed that out of my mind. This was a time to relax.
"Mmm, Master," Korina purred as I pulled her to me.
She was such a lush distraction.
I kissed her hard on the lips as I pulled her body against mine. I loved the feel of her large breasts pillowing against my chest, her nipples so hard. And her pussy... wet and juicy on my thigh. Our kiss grew more passionate, our tongues dueling.
My cock throbbed so hard. Korina was such a loving slut, so quiet, often fading into the background around the more vivacious Alison and Lillian, the more outgoing Desiree and Jessica, and the irresistibly cute Violet and April. But she was still one of my sluts. The first to conceive my child.
I loved her like I loved the rest.
She didn't fight as I pulled her down to the bed. Sluts never resisted. They had given themselves to Mary and me. They were our sex slaves. They made a choice. I freed them from our mind control, and they
wanted
to be ours.
It was such a heady gift. One I treasured.
She moaned, kissing me so hard as I stretched out on my back, her busty form draping over mine. My cock throbbed against her stomach as she squirmed. She was so soft in my arms. I cupped her ass, squeezing them as I groaned.
"Mmm, you feel all hard and ready for me," Korina cooed, breaking our kiss and looking down at me with those vibrant, sapphire eyes. "Which slutty hole should I use to satisfy you, Master?"
"Why don't you choose," I told her
A big grin filled her face. "Thank you, Master. You won't be disappointed."
I squeezed her ass. "I never am.
She rolled off of me and lay facedown on the bed. Then she grabbed a pillow and slid it beneath her stomach, which raised up her plump ass. She wiggled it invitingly at me, a saucy look in her eyes telling me exactly which hole she wanted it in.
"Good choice, slut," I grinned and gave her plump rump a hard smack.
She cooed and giggled, her flesh jiggling. "Thank you, Master."
I moved over her, my cock so hard for her flesh. I draped myself over her body, her bubbly ass rubbing on my stomach. I guided my cock and found her hole. She cried out as I rammed my dick into her pussy.
It wasn't time for her ass. Yet.
I savored her hot snatch. She was so juicy, getting me lubed for her asshole. She wasn't Xiu, our pain slut. I didn't want to hurt her. So I let my dick soak in her pussy. I didn't fuck her. I just let her squirm and groan, lubing my cock, as I leaned over her, savoring the delight of her cunt.
"I'm going to fuck your ass so hard, slut."
"Good, Master," she cooed, her pussy clenching down on my dick. "I like it up the ass."
"You've been spending too much time with Xiu."
Her smile grew, her pussy growing hotter. "I have, Master."
I groaned as I pulled out of her inviting cunt. I didn't want to. But if I stayed in her pussy, I couldn't enjoy the delight of her asshole. Such a dilemma.
She shivered as I slid my dick up her taint and between her asscheeks. I shuddered when I felt her puckered sphincter, rubbing the head of my shaft against her backdoor. I pushed slowly at her asshole, savoring the tight hole spreading about my dick.