Chapter 3

On the way home the Pastor said aloud, “What have we got ourselves into? I mean I know Marie and her voodoo saved Pam. But at what costs? Are we becoming lost in sin? Tonight we watched as a black man de-flowered our daughter and we did nothing about it. Both you and I licked her pussy! How sick is that? Then I watched as this black man had anal sex with you! My wife of 22 years and I again did nothing.”

“You could not do anything even if I wanted you to, remember? We refuse and Pam dies. We have to believe that will happen. They made the tumor go away so killing her would be easy for them. And they will do it. I firmly believe that. But what was that with you fucking me in the ass then eating the cum out of me? Not that I ‘m complaining I loved it, but what got into you to cause you to do that?”

“I have no idea.”

In the back seat Pam (Erzulie?) grinned like she knew but said nothing. At home they went to their rooms and to bed after a shower.

The next morning June noticed she was not sore and at breakfast she asked Pam how she felt. Pam replied that she felt wonderful and was not sore or bleeding.

Erzulie appeared. “Remember Ghede is a healer. After he finished with Pam he repaired her. No, she is not a virgin anymore but she is not damaged. I love feeling another woman being de-flowered and then rough anal sex. But I do not want that person damaged. So Ghede healed her when he was finished. He did the same for you June. That is why neither of you are sore nor bleeding this morning.”

“What was that with me having anal sex with my wife then eating her out?”

“Pastor that was all you. Just like when you fucked Marie then your wife before the butt fucking started. That is you in your true nature.”

“What is going to happen tomorrow night?”

“You never know with Ghede but I suppose he will invite some of his friends to share June and Pam. He gets a kick out of watching his friends with his conquests, especially when there is a white husband or father there to watch.”

“How long will we have to be his play toys?”

“Forever or until he tires of you. Me I’ll probably leave in a week or so. I have others I want to play with.”

Erzulie faded back into Pam. The little family sat at the table long after they had finished breakfast. Each deep in their own thoughts.

The Pastor was trying to reconcile what he had done. Why had he done such things? He had fucked another woman, Marie! And he enjoyed it! He had licked his daughter’s pussy! My god that is incest! Then he had anal sex with his wife! On top of it all he had licked and sucked the cum of not only himself but another man, a black man, out of his wife’s ass. Why? He never had any homosexual thoughts in his life! He needed to go to his church and pray. Only God could answer his questions.

On the other side of the table the women were equally as quiet. Both deep in thought like the Pastor. But their thoughts were quite different. June was thinking about tomorrow night and what might Ghede have planned for her! She felt better knowing that whatever happened Ghede would repair her. That takes a lot of fear away from a woman. She thought anal sex was dirty and she always heard how much it hurt and sometimes for days. That was no longer a fear with Ghede handling everything. And sharing! Especially in front of her husband! Her panties were wet thinking of all the possibilities!

Next to her Pam was lost in her own thoughts. Erzulie was telling her about how a couple of Ghede’s friends had cocks even bigger than Ghede! Some of his friends would surely be women and she could enjoy them as well. Now her panties were as wet as her mother’s.

The Pastor finally left for his office at the church and the girls got busy with the house work.

Ghede---While I sat on the front porch smoking I was thinking about what I needed to do. I called Marie out and explained to her that I wanted to talk to Agwe. I really wanted to talk to this Brian. I needed to explain some things to him. She made the call and talked to Brian. He said they were working in the shop this morning and could be right over if that was okay. I nodded for her to tell him to come on over and lit another cigarette.

It wasn’t thirty minutes until a truck parked in front of the house. Agwe got out and when he saw me he ran and hugged me. He should be thankful. I am the reason he is here. I’ll explain later.

As we take a seat on the porch I light up another cigarrete. I love to smoke!

“Agwe I need to talk to Brian and I want to do it face to face so change into him. In seconds I go from looking at a big black man into starring at a short skinny white guy.

When Brian appears. I laugh at his appearance.

“Haven’t got the clothes quite worked out I see.”

“Sometimes it’s a problem but we work around it, I guess you know I’m Brian. Agwe and I co-exist. I guess that’s what you call it.”

“That’s good enough. But let’s get to the reason I want to talk to you. Do you know who Papa Legba is?”

“I have heard he is the Voodoo King.”

“Close enough, I imagine Agwe is going crazy inside you trying to explain. So Agwe, calm down. Brian do you know why you developed that tic?”

“Nobody ever told me exactly. Some thought it was what I saw the Mumbos did to those girls. Others said it was because I killed so many of them. No one knows for sure.”

“We do and it was neither of those things. The reason you developed that tic was because you did not get to kill them all. They ran like the cowards they are. Most African tribes hate the Mumbos. The reason is they were slavers. They captured other tribes and sold them to the Dutch who took them to America. When we heard that you had killed over a hundred of them there was a great celebration. Then we found out that you had developed that tic. After you were sent home I was appointed by Papa Legba to get you to Marie’s shop. I sent Agwe to live inside you. All that was my idea. I know you want to ask why. Right?

First we wanted to help you. Our way of thanking you for killing so many of that horrible tribe.

Second, I saw an opportunity to help Agwe at the same time. Years ago when Agwe was a child he was killed when a wagon turned over on him. He never got a chance to develop into a man. I took him under my wing so to speak and tried as best I could. I taught him to heal people and he was good at it. But Agwe has a soft heart. He never took advantage of the situations I put him in. For example. A couple hundred years ago I sent him to help a beautiful Haitian girl. He cured her epilepsy and she wanted to reward him with sex. He left scared to death.

When your situation came up I saw you as someone who should have been born as an African warrior. Boy was I right! You spend more time as Agwe than you do as your white self. You are an Alpha male Agwe is a Beta. I have watched how you are with him, trying to teach him but I am about to think that it is hopeless. You are a black man in a white body and he is a white man in a black body. A cruel trick of nature. The way you make love is an honor to our race. I am afraid that Agwe will never learn. He is just a gentle soul. I like you Brian and so does Papa Legba. So we have decided to leave you and Agwe together. Bury him in your white self if you want. He can always be used by you as a healer if you need one.”

“Thank you for all the help you have been to me. About Agwe, I consider him a work in progress. I have taught him to stand up for himself and not run from a fight. His love making still needs help. As you said he is too gentle. Women need and like a strong hand sometimes. Know what I mean?”

“Yes I do and that brings me to something else. I know you have Sue and now Lynn in your life, but leave them home Friday night and join us here at Marie’s. I have three people I am playing with and I would like your assistance.”

“You’re talking about the Pastor, his wife and daughter I imagine?”

“Exactly. I am inviting a few of my friends and we are going to gangbang those whores. Would you like to participate?”

“I’d love too. I’ll come as Agwe and we’ll put a hurt on them.”

“No I want you to come as yourself but do that trick you taught Agwe. The one where you use his black cock. I want the Pastor and his whores to know that you know what they are doing. That will further humiliate them. Who knows after I am finished with them maybe you will want them.”

“That sounds like fun. How far can I go with them? Can I spank his wife’s ass? I would really love to do that to her in front of her husband.”

“You can do whatever you want. Hurt both of them anyway you want. Remember both Agwe and I are healers. When the night is over I will return them to their normal selves. They will remember the pain but they will not be marked.”

“I can’t wait! I have some things I’ve always wanted to do but never have.”

“Tomorrow night is your chance.”

“How is Sue going to take it? What you are suggesting is Brian cheating on Sue. That’s not right.”

“Shut up Agwe. Consider this a part of your training. Nothing more and there is no reason for you to tell Sue or anyone what goes on here. Just watch and learn.” Ghede could hear Agwe!

“Don’t worry about Sue. I am going to tell her and she is going to be mad that she was not invited. But I’ll make it up to her.”

Friday night---Ghede and Brian both are sitting on the front porch at Marie’s house as the Pastor drives up and parks. June and Pam get out. All are surprised to see Brian.

The Pastor speaks first, “Brian, I have been meaning to get by your house and thank you for your part in helping Pam. I am sure that you know that she is completely cured. We all thank you.”

Brian grinned as evil a grin as the Pastor had ever seen. Then said, “Pastor, Ghede wants me to take charge of tonight’s party. So I want you and these sluts to un-dress and leave your clothes in the car.”

“Here in the front yard? People might see...”

“Do it now, Pastor.”
The Pastor looked over at his wife and daughter. They were already slipping their panties down.