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Ferret had on his mind a grand scenario, which would be played out in the \nlower basement. He wanted to arrange for a Satanic mass, where at least the \nfollowing persons would be present: Rose and her mother, Camilla, himself and \nhis brothers, plus anybody from the club in London who’d care to join. The \npriest, who was soon to retire in any event, would be forced to play the organ \nunder threat of grave bodily harm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He had laid it all out in detail to Cromwell one night. Cromwell, who was \nwell-connected in those circles, would see to it that a High Priest attended \nfrom London. The basement would be decorated with black candles, thick and tall \nto be placed with about 20 meters in between throughout the hallway. Next to \nfour out of every five candles would stand a member of the Shield; they would be \nwitnesses, no more or less, as they were forbidden from doing anything sinister \nbut allowed to take note of all things good or bad. Next to every fifth candle \nthere would stand a soldier, or some young man dressed as such, pounding very \nslowly and regularly on a large drum emitting a deep and fatalistic sound. The \nfloor in the hallway, which was usually a white raw floor, would be covered with \na thick deep-blue runner for the occasion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ferret would seduce Rose that night. He would take her dancing in the \nballroom, then bring her outside to soften her resistance. \u201cCome with me, I’ve \nsomething to show you,\u201d he would say, and when she agreed to come along he’d \nbring her downstairs. The moment they entered the basement, the thick iron door \nwith the bars would close shut behind them, she would grab his hand hard, and he \nwould start leading her through the basement. Soon she’d see first the burning \ncandles, then the man standing next to them. The drums would go from barely \naudible to rather loud from the moment they passed the first drummer. As they \npassed these men, they would form a closed circle behind them, making any \nretreat impossible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
After three hundred yards, they’d take a right turn and enter the chamber, \nwhich had been specially decorated for tonight. There was a large table, an open \ncoffin, and an alter. The walls were decorated with human skulls, thick \nblood-red velvet drapes hanging down from the tall ceiling. Men and women were \nsitting on the floor all around the periphery of the large room, their eyes \nclosed and in silent prayer. The table was surrounded on all three sides by \nburning black candles, and on the alter stood a single red candle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Rose would not know what to do, but regardless of how scared she was she \nwould know that resistance was futile and probably more dangerous than giving \nin. As they stepped inside the chamber and took the first step towards the \nalter, Cromwell’s boys would come silently from an unknown direction and grab \nRose firmly by her arms and hands. Effortlessly, these half-naked boys would \nlift her up and carry her to the table. As they laid her down, a Priestess would \nenter the chamber carrying four thick ropes, which she would use to tie Rose’s \nhands and legs to the table. She would then pull out a long knife, cut open \nRose’s blouse, and use this to gag her. The Priestess would hand the knife to \none of the boys, who would cut lose Rose’s other clothes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Three peasant teenage boys, who had been forcibly abducted, would come in \npulling between them a goat. Three peasant teenage girls, similarly abducted, \nwould stand next to the alter and greet them silently. The boy in the middle \nwould hand the rope to the girl in the middle, then the boys would turn around, \nkneel down in front of the Priestess, close their eyes, and start praying. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
In comes Cromwell in a fog of artificial smoke. \u201cI smell Christian virgin \nblood,\u201d he would say in a deep tone, and the entire assembly would repeat: \n\u201cChristian virgin blood!\u201d He came to take a closer look at Rose, whose legs were \nspread out before him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat say you to deserve this virgin?\u201d Cromwell would ask of Ferret, who \nremained standing some six feet inside the door. \u201cCome to me and look me in the \neyes, so that I can judge the character of your soul.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ferret would walk quickly towards Cromwell, who then directed his piercing \nglance at him. \u201cYou have loved these boys and girls?\u201d he’d say, making a hand \nmotion towards the peasant kids. \u201cHave you come to their stables and touched \nthem late at night?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo, your grace,\u201d Ferret would reply.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen who did you touch? Your sister?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo, your grace. Only in my dreams.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDid he touch you?\u201d Cromwell would demand of Camilla, who sat among the \npraying masses not far away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe never laid hands on me,\u201d she’d whisper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd what of this goat? Have you ever killed such an animal?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo, your grace,\u201d Ferret would reply.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHere now,\u201d Cromwell would say and pull out his long, needle sharp dagger. \n\u201cTake this and show me how it’s done.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ferret would walk towards the goat, sable in hand, but not get far before \nCromwell’s boys would grab him even harder than they had Rose, forcing him on \nthe ground. One of them would hold the dagger against his throat while the \nothers undressed him. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGo towards him!\u201d the Priestess would demand of the three peasant girls. \n\u201cTake the farm to him who will not go to the barn.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The three girls would walk up to Ferret, who was laying naked on the floor, \ndragging the goat. \u201cNow we give it to you and don’t you waste your chance!\u201d \nshe’d continue, as one of the boys handed the dagger to one of the girls. \u201cStab \nthe goat, stab it hard!\u201d the Priestess would command, and the girl would then \nstab the goat in the stomach, its blood spurting out over Ferret. Once he was \ndrenched in blood, the goat bleeding profusely and moaning with agony, the \nPriestess would make a sign to the boys, who’d then pull Ferret away from \nunderneath it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNow you can have her!\u201d the Priestess would say. \u201cNow go to her and penetrate \nthis Christian woman in the name of our Lord Satan!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHail Satan!\u201d all the praying people would cheer, as they looked up from \ntheir praying position and got on their feet. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ferret, deeply excited by the moment, would then march up to the table and \npenetrate Rose as violently and deeply as he could. She screamed with pain as he \npenetrated her hymen, then continued pumping, while everyone was cheering \u201cHail! \nHail!\u201d Two of Cromwell’s boys managed to lift the goat up and carry it over to \nthe table, laying it down on its side right underneath where Cromwell stood. \nFerret kept on pumping Rose senselessly, and at the moment of his orgasm \nCromwell slid the goat’s throat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
All candles were extinguished. No more drum sounds, no more cheers. End of \nceremony. <\/p>\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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