Kali's Altar 5

The bed was soaked in the man’s warm blood. Lavinia took off her kimono and rubbed the blood all over her neck, her arms and her one breast. Lavinia’s voice said, “Take off your clothes.” She took the dagger out of my hand. Her bandaged face followed my movements without the use of eyes. I peeled off my blood-drenched clothes. Lavinia sliced the man open from the hole in his groin to his chest. She grabbed my hard, throbbing cock in a slippery, bloody grip. My heart hammered rapidly in fear. Lavinia held the blade in one hand, she stroked my cock with the other. The blank, bandaged face looked up at me. She put down the dagger and reached into the slit in the man’s abdomen. She moved toward me. I knelt on the bed between her bandaged stumps. I felt her hot, wet pussy pressed against my leg.

Lavinia let go of my cock, picked up the dagger and began digging around in the man’s guts. She removed his liver and held it in the air. Her voice said, “Take it. Take it and feed me!” I took the organ in my hands, sunk my teeth into it and chewed. Lavinia laid back on the bed, her hips gyrating, her wet pussy rubbing against my flesh. I laid on top of her and spit the chewed up meat into the hole over her mouth. Her hands moved her my back and my cock rubbed against her clit as I continued to take bites from the liver and feed her. She dug her nails in my back as I pushed myself deep inside her.

My ass bobbed up and down between her bandaged stumps, the red blood that covered our bodies was like warm oil between us. We consumed the meat together as we fornicated in the victim’s blood. I was lost in the intensity of the experience. I went into a frenzy, fucking her harder, slamming my cock deep inside her; the mutilated corpse bounced up and down on the bed.

Lavinia’s voice said, “I want you to spray your seed all over me, so we can mix it with the blood.” I pulled out and came all over her stomach. She reached down and smeared the creamy white semen around on her bloody flesh. The red and white striped swirls almost made it look like she was making candy.

Lavinia cut the man’s heart out and had me place it on the altar next to the statue of the Goddess. She then had me drag the man’s body to the bathroom in her office, Brianna came up with hacksaws and knives. We dismembered the body in the bathtub and carried the pieces out to the shed. I noticed that all the other pieces had been removed. I sometimes wondered if Lavinia had minions that weren’t known to the house. One could never be sure just how far her web reached.

Brianna followed me upstairs to the bathroom to clean up. I had been walking around naked and caked in blood. Brianna began to get undressed. I remembered Lavinia saying that we needed to be constantly strengthening ourselves. As I stood there watching her get undressed, my dick hardened. I was still in a frenzy. All the blood and fucking had brought out my primal self. I was intoxicated with the power of violence.

When Brianna was undressed, I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her into the wall. She fought back, punching and clawing my face. I brought my elbow across her jaw and punched her in the stomach. The raw meat was making me stronger. I put the plug in the tub and turned the water on. Brianna got to her feet and rushed me. I grabbed her around the waist, picked her up and slammed her naked body against linoleum floor. Then I pulled a towel from the rack, dipped half of it in the bath water and whipped Brianna with the wet half of the towel. She wailed, cussed and called me names. The towel came down again and again, welts were raised on her reddened, raw flesh from her shoulders to backs of her thighs. After dropping the towel and turning off the water, I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up over the side of the tub. Kneeling beside her, I plunged her head in the water and held it there.

She fought in vain, beating the tub and jerking head around as bubbles flowed from her mouth to the surface. I pulled her head up, she gasped for air, I plunged her head back into the water. I got behind her and fingered her pussy while I held her head under. I pulled her head up, she took in two large, deep breaths; her head went back in the water. I shoved my cock into her pussy with a savage thrust. She wriggled around and backed her ass into me as she fought and struggled against being drowned. Up for air, back in the water; I repeated the process over and over again. Her hips slammed into the tub as I pounded her pussy from behind. I let go of her head. She jerked her head up out the water, flinging her wet hair back. I stood up, grabbed her by the hair and came on her face.

She clawed at my legs and tried to bite me. She struggled to get up, slipped on the wet floor and fell flat on her face breaking off her two front teeth. I walked out the bathroom, went to the pantry and pounded on the secret panel that led to Black Sally’s quarters. The panel opened.

Black Sally opened the door wearing a black robe. She looked me up and down, “What the fuck do you want?”

“Can I use your shower and sit in here with you for awhile?” She let me in.

After I showered, she invited me to sit down at the table with her. “It looks like your demons are coming out,” she said.

“I don’t know what’s happening to me. It’s like I’m turning into someone else.”

“No. You’re just finding out what you really are; now that you have the freedom to explore yourself.”

“It feels so good.”

“You don’t have to be ashamed Clarence. I know it does. This is who you are, who we are. Never be ashamed of who you are.”