Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
A massive black cross decorated the roof and was outlined in red glowing lights. On each side of the cross, a dark gargoyle statue rested. Their wings were spread wide as if they were getting ready to take flight. Their faces twisted into a brutal snarl.
Thank goodness those are just statues.
Yet, as we walked up to the church, I swore the gargoyles faces bent down. Their eyes seemed to follow us.
Azar whispered to me. “Don’t look at the gargoyles. They don’t like when people stare. I believe it triggers their primal urge to hunt.”
I touched the garter under my dress. “They are alive?”
“Most certainly.”
I shivered.
“Fatou you must remember this.”
I breathed in, steadying myself.
“The beings in this church, see you as their enemy. Your existence terrifies them. For some, you are the boogey man, so properly play your part this evening and keep your needles to yourself. If not, it may be difficult for us to get out of here.”
“I understand.”
Azar tugged the leash, making my choker move. “Remember, Fatou. Who are you to me tonight?”
“I am your sex slave.”
“And you will do all that is required.” He licked his lips.
“We are only getting information, Azar. That is it.”
“Certainly.” Azar led us up the black stairs. “But, you must play the part, if necessary.
And if I tell you to bend over, then. . .”
“I will bend over.”
A deep growl left him.
“However, Azar, we will not need to have sex. We’re here for questions.”
“Just play your part.”
I frowned.
We approached the door. A black knocker shaped like a skull was in the center of the door. Azar whispered something in another language.
The skull glowed bright red.
The door screeched open.
My heart banged in my chest. “What. . .language was that?”
“Enochian.”
“What country speaks that language?”
Azar guided me through the door. “Enochian didn’t originate from Earth. The angels brought the language down.”
I eyed him. “Then. . .why are you able to speak it?”
The door shut behind us.
“Because demons evolved from angels.”
“That’s right. Lucifer and Lilith. There’s so much I don’t know about your species.”
“Why would a yumboe fairy know such evil things?” Still holding my platinum leash, Azar led me through a dark winding hallway. “Your kind are from the earth. God created you to protect this planet and all things that live on it.”
“My father has told me that since birth.”
“And he was correct.” Azar frowned. “But demons were created to defile the earth. To take. To destroy. To feed. To anger God so much that he came down himself.”
“And why would Lucifer and Lilith want that?”
“They want to kill him, but they can no longer find heaven, and even if they did, they couldn’t step into it. All they have is Earth to play with.”
I had so many more questions to ask him, but now wasn’t the time. We had a mission to complete, getting the Boto Brothers’ location.
My daughter’s face flashed in my head.
I’m going to get you, baby. Azar will help me.
We walked further into the darkness.
At the end of the long hallway, two massive men stood by a red door decorated with tons of tiny gold crosses. They both wore black priest robes with the white collar. The bottoms touched the floor.
The men must have been at least eight feet tall. They were twice the size of a normal human. Their skin was a pale white. Black glasses covered their eyes.
What are they?
I sniffed the air over and over, but couldn’t catch their scent.
“Stop it.” Azar hissed.
I kept my pace next to him. “Stop what?”
“You are being weird.”
I kept my voice low, yet my words dripped with sarcasm. “Oh really?”
“A sex slave keeps her face forward. Lust fills her eyes. And she always remains quiet.”
I frowned.
“And she does not loudly inhale creatures.”
I sighed again and worked on doing as he said. I kept my head straight. I thought of Azar taking me so that lust could glaze over my eyes. And I stayed as silent as possible, even with my movements.
We made it to the two beings and stopped.
Azar returned to speaking Enochian.
Both men turned to me.
Azar shrugged and said more words that I couldn’t understand.
One nodded and raised his hand in front of the door. And it didn’t open or lift. The door simply disappeared.
A horrifying, yet lustful view greeted my eyes as odd music blasted out of the space and mingled with moans of pleasure and slapping flesh.
Inside of the church, the pews were gone. All that remained was a dark red floor where a buffet of naked men and women of all shapes and sizes fucked and sucked, licked and thrusted. I noticed for some of the people having sex, blood trickled from their noses. Their limbs crisscrossed each other like some demented, sexual knot.
Lit, dripping candles lined the walls.
My body heated with desire. I could feel the tightness in my core, the throbbing in my pussy.