The Iron Ankh
Copyright© 2016 by Regis Peona
Foreword
Mind Control Sex Story: Foreword - Young man breaks into an abandoned house to be alone, he finds an amulet that plunges him and his family into a world of incest and BDSM.
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Teenagers Mind Control Magic Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister BDSM Spanking Rough Humiliation Sadistic Torture Harem Interracial Black Female Hispanic Female First Oral Sex Anal Sex Squirting Water Sports Tit-Fucking Analingus Needles Big Breasts
My real name is Harold, or Harry to my friends. For the rest of this tale the names are fiction. I have told no one my story. Mostly because I was well into my forties and at the grave of the first woman I ever loved that I finally realized the awful truth of it.
I have a life you wouldn’t believe. I have money stashed all over the globe in numbered accounts. Hundreds of millions. And that’s my get the fuck out of Dodge money. The money the IRS will never know about. I didn’t steal it, if that’s what you’re thinking.
It was given to me by very bad people that are either dead or rotting in prison. You see, I have certain abilities. I can make people do things, like transfer their entire ill-gotten fortunes into a numbered account and forget they ever did it. Or walk into traffic to be run over by a truck. Yes, I’ve killed. But the ones I kill are beyond redemption. They were pedophiles, corrupt officials, and outright maniacs. This world is a better place without them.
Most of the time I don’t. I just take their donation before they walk into court and confess all. Like that former Secretary of State that blurted out the whole story of her malfeasance in office including the amounts and sources of her payoffs during a campaign debate on live TV. My only regret is I didn’t catch up to her and her piece of shit husband twenty- five years earlier before they sold us all down the river. If you were paying attention to the news to the time you could probably name others that I swept up in that project. It was quite a circus that left one of this nation’s political parties a rotting carcass.
I try to use my power to stop evil. People that hurt children, politicians that take bribes, people that use religion as an excuse to harm their fellow human beings, drug runners, and pimps get on my bad side so I use my power to make them the victims for a change. Turnabout is fair play, after all.