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Subject: {ASSM} Enlightenment (Mffffff)
Date: Sun,  4 Nov 2001 22:10:54 -0500
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Enlightenment
by Janus Shelley (Lunastorm@MyRealBox.com)
http://lunastorm.magenet.com
Comments would be really appreciated.
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 After appearing on "Big Brother 3," Niki and I decided to visit the
sites of Hollywood before returning home. At a Starbucks near the
studio, we looked through a brochure Niki picked up at a travel
agency.
 "What about Disneyland?" I suggested.
 "I'd rather not." 
 "Why not?" 
 "My ex-girlfriend works there." I never saw Niki's ex-girlfriend out
of her Daffy Duck costume, but I often fantasized about the wild
lesbian sex they must've had. "How about Universal Studios?"
 "I can't go there. I was banned for life." 
 "What did you do this time?" Niki sighed with rolling eyes. 
 "At the Miami Vice show, I saw what I thought was a beached whale in
the audience. I yelled out 'Somebody save that whale!' The show
stopped and everybody looked to where I pointed and then security
came. It turned out that it wasn't a whale but actually a woman. After
making her cry and being stoned with popcorn and candy, I was kicked
out and from that day, I wasn't ever allowed back."
 "That's too bad." Niki frowned. 
 "It's boring anyway. Why don't we just go rent a hotel room and have
tons of sex with prostitutes?" I reached across the table and cupped
one of her peach-sized breasts, circling my thumb around her areola
bringing her nipple to life. Niki closed her eyes and exhaled.
 "That's not a bad idea," she softly said. As I massaged her nipple,
an obese woman in a cheap witch costume approached the table at which
we sat.
 "Art thou travelers?" she asked. Niki slapped my hand from her
breast.
 "I guess you could call us that," Niki said. 
 "Merry meet. I am Lady Sabrina. Perhaps thou might be interested in
enlightening thyselves in the peaceful ways of Wicca." The woman
handed us a black brochure with red old English text. "Thou art
invited to the National Wicca Temple to be enlightened."
 "Thanks," I said with a feigned smile. 
 "I hope to see thou there. Merry part." The woman went on her way
passing out brochures to other tourists.
 "Let's go there first Janus." 
 "Are you kidding? You know how I feel about Wiccans," I said
crumpling up the brochure. Niki caught the brochure as I tossed it at
the trash.
 "I know that it was some Wiccans that murdered your cat, but that
doesn't mean they are all bad people."
 "What about going to a hotel and having sex with prostitutes?" 
 "We could do that later. Besides, you know that all the good
prostitutes only come out at night." I couldn't argue with that, so we
left the cafe and hitched a ride to the National Wicca Temple.
 We stood before the National Wicca Temple in awe of its appearance.
The walls were painted to look like a stone castle. Pentagrams were
seen everywhere. Before the double glass doors was a fountain with a
statue of a satyr with a huge erect phallic from which water squirted
into the air as stone women hugged and kissed and rode it. Snickers
escaped my mouth. We decided to enter the shop first and check out the
merchandise. Niki stopped at the doors and and turned to me.
 "Please don't make a scene Janus." 
 "I can't promise anything." 
 "Please," she said embracing me. "If you're a good little boy, I'll
give you something special tonight," she winked. I melted in her arms.
 "I'll be good," I said with a stupid smile. 
 "Great!" Niki kissed me on the lips and broke the embrace pulling me
inside the shop. Inside were racks full of Dungeons and Dragons board
games and Lord of the Rings books. An obese woman wearing a witch
costume similar to Sabrina's approached us.
 "Merry meet travelers. I am Lady Penny, merchant of the great Diana.
How may I help thou?" Niki pulled out the ebony brochure.
 "We got this brochure from a woman at Starbucks and were interested
in it," Niki said.
 "I wasn't," I muttered loud enough for Niki to hear. She elbowed me
in the side.
 "Excellent. I shall summon a guide for thou. Lady Samantha! I summon
thee!" Appearing from doors leading into the foyer of the temple was
another obese woman in another witch costume. "These travelers have
journeyed many moons across many lands to be enlightened about the
ways of the Wiccan," Penny gestured in a Shakespearian way. "Can  thou
guide them through our humble temple?"
 "Aye, m'lady. Follow me my pretties," Lady Samantha said. We followed
her into the large foyer. It had pentagrams and burning crucifixes
painted on the walls. "This is Limbo. From here we can magically
teleport to any area of the temple. Let's visit the bard's guild. The
great Troyva is telling a magical tale now." She led us into what
turned out to be a Starbucks.
 "This isn't a temple," I whispered Niki. "It's a fucking mall." 
 "Stop it!" she replied in an annoyed voice. 
 Obese women in witch costumes filled up the tables, listening
intently to a tall pale man on the stage. "Torment and  chaos roam
through my veins. My heart is like green eggs and ham that I ate." As
Troyva cited his poetry, I gradually lost control of myself and
laughed out loud interrupting Troyva and having everybody's attention
turned to me. The fat witches stared at me with wicked looks. They
looked ready to attack until Samantha spoke.
 "Do not hate this young traveler. He is blinded by the teachings of
his evil Christian elders but he has come to our temple to be
enlightened by the teachings of Diana!" The room calm down but the
animosity towards us was very evident so we went back into the foyer.
 "I apologize for Janus' rude behavior," Niki said, hitting me again.
"He's an asshole."
 "Thou art forgiven. We know that the ignorant cannot understand the
true poetic skill of Troyva."
 "Excuse me?" I said. 
 "If thou were a true poet, thou would understand the deeposity behind
his poems. My favorite of his is the one about his hemorrhoids." I was
ready to inform her that Troyva made Ayn Rand look talented but Niki
grabbed my hand almost crushing it, effectively shutting me up.
 "Let's continue, shall we?" Niki said. We followed Samantha into a
room that looked like a classroom. In fifteen of the twenty desks were
girls of various teenage years. The girls varied in height but they
were all slender with beautiful tits. The witch costumes looked much
sexier on their bodies. The teacher also looked pretty with a nice
body and beautiful long blonde hair. I knew I would finally start
enjoying this tour, and I knew Niki felt the same way. We stared at
the girls as Samantha whispered to us.
 "This is the Enlightenment room. Here we teach others the teachings
of Diana and help them lead a truly Wiccan life. This is where thou
shall begin thy journeys into enlightenment." Although I was offended
by her assumption that we were going to become members of the temple,
I was too busy staring at the sexy students to correct her. "Right
now, our new youth teacher, Lady Sky, is teaching the students the
origin of Wicca."
 "Wicca is the original religion of the Earth. It is the oldest
religion and therefore, it is the one true religion. Created by Diana,
it is a way for people to love nature and the creations of nature."
Appalled by her words, I cleared my throat loud enough so that the
attention was once on me. Samantha uttered a few curses under her
breath and Niki elbowed me again, but I refused to keep quiet and
condone the lies the teacher was spreading. I felt that it was my duty
to tell these girls the truth before they ended up like the other
women inside the temple.
 "Excuse me, but Wicca is not thousands of years old and even if it
was, that doesn't make it true. It's a religion based on ideas from
Lord of the Rings, Dungeons and Dragons, and Scientology. It was
created by feminazis in an attempt to create an tax-free organization
with which they could spread their male-bashing agenda." The students
and teacher gasped at my revelations.
 "Thou art misinformed young peasant," Sky said. "Wicca is a Pagan
religion and Paganism has been around for thousands of years."
 "So? Christianity is based on Judaism. Does that make it seven
thousand years old? And Paganism has yet to provide one ounce of
evidence to any of its claim." The teacher brushed the growing sweat
from her forehead.
 "But... but... but..." Unable to come up with a rebuttal, she
collapsed to the floor and cried.
 "What's wrong Lady Sky?" a blonde haired student in the front asked. 
 "He's right Natalie! It's a lie! It's all a lie!" A furious Samantha
approached the sobbing teacher and slapped her across the face.
 "Pathetic bitch. How dare you fill the minds of these pawns with
blasphemy!" She then turned to Niki and me. "You two! How dare you
come into our temple and preach your heresy! Rol Rol shall deal with
all of you Christians!" Sky's face flushed with fear as Samantha
closed her eyes and began an incantation.
 "Forces of darkness that turn pleasure into pain, I call thee Rol
Rol, I call thy name. Destroy these angels that taint our souls with
truth and light. Do as thou art told, do it this night." Natalie
approached her frightened teacher.
 "What's going on?" 
 "Leave! You all must leave now or Rol Rol shall surely destroy you!"
We headed for the door but it was now barricaded by Troyva's huge
body.
 "That is impossible says I. Thou all shall burn like chicken pot
pie." Troyva readied a shot gun in his hands. "Thou shall now be
sliced and diced like three blind mice with my thunder stick that has
the force of a swollen dick." He shot the teacher in the head,
splattering it across the floor. Blood poured from her lifeless body
as it fell. Samantha laughed in the style of a witch.
 "Resistance is futile!" she said before Troyva fired a shot into her
chest. A chunk of her was shot into the counter behind her. She
collapsed on Sky's carcass, the carpet stained in their blood.
 "You brought these rebels into our humble abode and for that you will
be full of holes!" Troyva turned his attention to Niki and me. We ran
to take cover behind the teacher's desk as we pulled out the pistols
we carry everywhere and started firing at Troyva. His body was numb to
the bullets.
 "You fool! You cannot kill the undead but I can kill you and turn you
bloody red!" He readied his shotgun at us. My pornographic life
flashed before my eyes as I anticipated death. Before he could kill
us, the schoolgirls clustered in front of us.
 "We will not let you hurt the messiahs!" one of them said. 
 "Foolish mortals! You shall die as well! Burn mother fuckers! Burn in
Hell!" Troyva fired another blast taking down three of the girls, the
force pushing the ones behind back. He enthusiastically chanted: "Big
man with a big gun! "
 "You bastard!" Natalie cried out. She and four other girls charged
the tall man. He fired another shot Natalie and two of the girls
ripping open up their chests. He swung the gun at the other two girls,
shattering their skulls. The others held their position with sobbing
yet determined faces.
 "Get out and save yourselves!" I yelled at them. 
 "Don't die for us!" Niki cried! 
 "No! You are the messiahs! Only you can save the world from Wicca!" a
dark-haired student said before Trvoya shot her. Her head exploded
over Niki and me. I vomitted as pieces of her splashed onto me. I was
furious, yet too frightened to do anything except cower behind the
desk while the girls sacrificed their lives for us.
 Niki wasn't. She unleashed her boxing gloves given to her by the
Great Garcia and leaped over the human shield. As Troyva reloaded the
shotgun, she leaped into the air and planted her foot into Troyva's
chest, pushing him back a foot. An uppercut knocked the gun out of his
hands and a roundhouse took off his left arm.
 "You're going to pay for that dame! Prepare to feel a bizarre
juxtaposition of pleasure and pain!" He grabbed her by the neck and
held her above the ground choking her to death. The six remaining
girls tried to attack again but he kept them at bay using the
struggling Niki as a weapon. I couldn't allow Niki to die too. I
stooed up and pondered a way to stop Troyva.Remembering from my
horrible virgin days that fire is the weakness of the undead in
Dungeons and Dragons, I grabbed a candle on the desk, lit it, and
approached Troyva. I threw the burning stick at his head. He burst
into flames and dropped Niki. With a kick to his torso, she ripped the
top half of him off and kicked the bottom half away from the door.
 "There's fire! Fire on my brain!" Troyva struggled to extinguish the
fire from his rotting scalp with his remaining arm. Those of us still
alive fled the enlightenment room toward the double glass doors.
 "Shit!" I yelled. "The doors are locked!" 
 "Don't worry!" Niki said getting her fists ready. "I'll make an
exit!"
 "I'm afraid not," an echoing voice said to us. We turned around to
see a levitating witch before us. "I am Rol Rol. You might have
escaped Troyva, but now you are doomed! Feel the force of my magic
missles!" A blue orb of energy formed in her hand. She threw the orb
at one of the girls. In a second, the girl was nothing but a smoking
skeleton.
 "Holy shit!" Niki yelled. Rol Rol threw an orb at her but she quickly
sidestepped it. It hit the glass doors, shattering them. Rol Rol
covered her ears and fell to the ground.
 "I'm freaking out!" she yelled trying to muffle the sound of
shattering glass. The girls and I fled the building. "You will not get
away that easy!" She threw another orb at Niki. Niki brought her
gloves up and instinctly punched the ball of enegy back at Rol Rol.
The witch screamed as she fell to her back burning in blue smoke. "You
won't escape Wicca!" she yelled as we fled the temple and were in the
parking lot.
 "We need a car!" I yelled as we ran. 
 "I have a van!" one of the girls said. We followed the black haired
girl to her van and rushed inside. Behind us, Wiccans began chasing us
en masse. Fortunately, Rol Rol was nowhere to be seen. The girl
slammed on the accelerator and soon we were far away from the temple.
 We were out of Los Angeles by the time the sun set. We all cried as
we came to terms with what happened at the National Wicca Temple.
After everybody was introduced to each other, Niki and the girls
discussed what we would do next. Although we all wanted to go to the
police and report what happened, we knew that Wicca had enough funds
to escape justice and kill us in the process. I sat in the back of the
van staring down at the plush floor. Niki came to me.
 "What are you doing back here all alone?" 
 "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for making a scene. If I kept my mouth shut,
none of this would have happened." The girls heard me. Stephanie, the
one driving, pulled over to the side of the road.
 "Don't apologize," Melissa said. "If it wasn't for you, we would have
been slaves of that cult."
 "But your friends were killed," Niki said. "Why did you protect us?" 
 "You're the messiahs," Marcy said. 
 "We're nobodies," I said. 
 "Don't say that," Stephanie said. The girls crept closer to us. "Only
you can stop Wicca from doing to others what they did to us."
 "Don't let our friends die in vain," Melanie said. Niki and I looked
at each other.
 "I'm confused Niki." 
 "It's been a crazy day." She scooted closer to me and our lips were
inches apart. "Let's just forget about it for now."
 "But..." Niki hushed me with two fingers over my mouth. 
 "Listen to me for once and shut up," she smiled as she kissed me. Her
tongue calmed me down and I gave into the kiss. We wrapped our arms
around each other.
 "Don't start without us!" Christina said. The five girls slipped out
of their costumes revealing perky tits and clean hairless pussies.
 "You're sexy Melanie." Christina said as she squeezed Melanie's huge
breasts. Melanie pet Christina's wet lips. Melissa, Stephanie and
Marcy explored each other's bodies, focusing on the perky breasts each
of them had. My hands crept under Niki's shirt and slid under her bra
to touch the soft spongy flesh of her mounds. We broke our embrace to
take off each other's shirts. Stephanie unhooked Niki's bra and cupped
her breasts from behind.
 "We need to thank you for saving us," Stephanie said with a squeeze.
She licked the back of Niki's neck and brought Niki's back to the wall
of the van. Melanie and Christina crawled over to Niki and Melissa and
Marcy crawled to me. Stephanie squeezed in between and the two of us.
I brought a hand to her apple-sized breast and Niki had a hand buried
in between Stephanie's legs. Stephanie's hands were nestled in our
hair as we locked in a three way kiss.
 Melanie and Christina slid Niki out of her pants muscular legs and a
red thong covering her womanhood. Christina lied on her stomach and
sawed the thong against Niki's lips. Melanie grabbed Niki's right tit
and brought it to her mouth. She sucked on the nipple, while her hand
kneaded the left one. Niki moaned as the girls pleasured her.
Christina moved the thong to the side to reveal Niki's glistening
pussy. She licked the lips and then rested her mouth on the clit
sucking it while her index finger teased Niki's ass. Niki made sounds
of joy as the girls suckled her privates.
 "Your tits are beautiful Niki," Melanie murmured between soft nibbles
of the erect nipple.
 "So is your pussy baby," Christina said as she sucked Niki's button.
She inserted two fingers into Niki's pussy and started pushing them in
and out.
 Melissa and Marcy took off my pants and boxers. I stood about face,
waiting for them to devour me. They took turns softly licking me like
a popsicle. I whimpered until I finally felt Marcy's mouth over me. I
moaned and became more enthusiastic kissing Niki and Stephanie and
kneading Stephanie's breast. Her soft lips ground with my dick and she
slapped her tongue against it, covering me in her saliva. Marcy then
took her mouth off and gave Melissa a turn. She pushed me all the way
inside her mouth and went up and down my shaft. She then focused on
the swollen tip. Her hand massaged my dick while Marcy licked my sac.
Ready to climax, they changed positions and glided their lips up and
down my shaft as they fondled my sac. Niki's sounds of delight made me
erupt onto the girls' faces. I broke away from the kiss to catch my
breath. The girls were licking the cum from my dick and from each
other's faces. After shooting my last drop, I needed to rest, but the
girls still needed satisfaction. They gradually focused solely on each
other. I watched them sloppily kiss each other and rub each other's
pussies. My tongue desired to buffet on their crotches. I moved over
to to the bottom half of them and squeezed in between their legs. I
sampled each of their pussies, alternating between licks. Their groans
gave me my second wind. I stuck my dick inside Melissa and pushed
Marcy up to my face to make out with her lips. We lied in a triangle.
The girls madly kissed as my tongue explored Marcy's pussy and my dick
explored Melissa's. She moved her pelvis with the rhythm of my piston
as I licked Marcy's ass and as my thumb and index finger tugged on her
clit.
 Niki approached an orgasm. She panted heavier, motivating Christina
to suck harder on the clitoris and pushing her two fingers harder into
Niki's pussy, while her other hand stroked herself. Melanie went from
sucking Niki's breast to kissing her neck. Niki's hands stroked
Stephanie and Melanie. Christina pressed her tongue down, hitting Niki
limit. Niki began spasming as the orgasm went through her body.
Christina inserted another finger into Niki's pussy. Niki moaned
through the kisses as she hit her peak. Her body slithered down and
Christina climbed until her lips were right next to Niki's and
Stephanie's. She and Melanie joined the kiss as Christina rubbed her
clit against Niki's and stuck fingers inside Melanie's and Stephanie's
asses. She rubbed her clit up and down Niki in sync with the fingering
of the girls as she had an orgasm, her sweetness mixing with Niki's.
Like a domino effect, Stephanie and Melanie had their orgasms, their
dripping pussies and asses full of fingers and their tongues together.
 Marcy and Melissa experienced their orgasms along with the three
girls fucking Niki. I lapped up all the wetness of Marcy while going
deep into Melissa. The two girls collapsed alongside their friends.
They lied on the floor of the van exhausted, but Niki and I were ready
to cum again. Niki lied on her back and spread her legs, beckoning me
to enter her.
 "Nothing fancy. Just fuck me," she said as I approached. I lifted her
ass up and slid myself inside her. Her legs rested on my shoulders as
I pumped her. The orgasmic smile of hers motivated me to pump deeper
and harder. We said each others names as our orgasms approached. We
both shuddered as we had orgasms together. I held her legs and closed
my eyes, seeing a bright light as white as the cum shooting inside
her. We collapsed to the floor of the van as our orgasms subsided. I
released myself from her. Our eyes met and we kissed each one last
time before going to sleep.
 As I fell asleep, I wondered if we were actually capable of saving
the world from an entire cult. Rol Rol had powers that were
supernatural. I even doubted that Niki's gloves, no matter how
magical, could last against Rol Rol's magic. I was worried about the
future and still wanted to talk to Niki about it, but as I opened my
eyes, I saw her sleep beautifully as if the events that happened today
were all part of a bad dream that was over. I couldn't bother her, so
I fell asleep too. Tomorrow, everything would be figured out.

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