Chapter 1

Witchcraft had been growing in popularity as an alternative religion in the past few years. By nature, witches Covens worship nature, and this one operating in Gulfport was no exception to that rule. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie had gone undercover on one such religious group to investigate charges of sexual misconduct against Chief Petty Offier Merker, also the High Priest of the Wiccan conglomeration that was active in Gulfport. The Wiccan also had a large number of military members as practitioners.

To conduct her internal investigation in this matter, Mac would try to infiltrate the Wiccan membership and try to determine if the charges against its high-priest, Chief Petty Officer Merker, could be substantiated.

A female member of the Wiccan accused him of rape and the Judge Advocate General's Office was responsible to investigate the charges and prosecute if the charges could be found to have foundation.

Mac had assumed the identity of a Navy Petty Officer to infiltrate this Witches Coven and investigate the charges undercover. Meanwhile her partner, Commander Harmon Rabb, would conduct a separate investigation openly. During this undercover operation, Lieutenant Bud Roberts and his wife, Harriet, had agreed to take care of her dog Jingo and her apartment.

She had adopted a retired drug search dog some months ago, when she had proven in a court case recently that the dog could no longer function as a drug sniffing dog. When she heard that the dog would have to be destroyed because a new owner couldn't be found, she took him into her care.

Actually, during the court case in question, its trainer had pointed out that the dog had taken an instant liking to her.

"Not too many people could have done that," he had told her. "He's real picky about people."

So it seemed that the dog had actually picked her as a new master, rather than the other way around.

She had been on the post in Gulfport for over a month now, slowly building relationships with the other witches of the Wiccan. Succinctly letting them know of her interest to learn more about it and how much she would like to be initiated into this unusual religious group.

As most people might have expected, the majority of the Wiccan members were female. But the High-Priest for the gathering was a man by the name of Jonathan Merker. He was a fairly good looking man, which made proving the charges of rape against him that much harder to prove. For despite how well educated people were in this day and age, the belief still persisted that if a man looked good, why would he ever need to rape a woman.

So Mac's mission was to get closer to the man and see if he does anything criminal to get his jollies.

It took weeks before she was invited to attend one of their nightly ceremonies. The group consisted of about 20 people, mostly women, and was being conducted outside as with all witchcraft ceremonies. On this night, they were along the shore line of a river.

The group formed a circle around a raging bonfire as the High- Priest, CPO Merker, read off their incantation.

Mac was handed a robe, similar to the ones worn by the other members, and was told to strip before putting it on. Seeing that all of the others were doing just that around her, she began removing her clothing to follow suit.

Her shirt came off first, followed immediately by her bra. Her voluptuous tits bouncing freely now that they were freed from the confining undergarment.

CPO Merker took immediate notice of Mac's endowments. His eyes twinkled as he just gazed at her while she continued stripping out of her clothes. His mouth watered when she bent over to slip off her tight jeans. He couldn't believe how well developed her calves were. He could see her muscles rippling along those slender legs of hers.

'Now that's a woman, ' he thought to himself. 'This one must be into fitness big time.'

Mac tried not to pay attention to the others nudity around her, and hoped that they were conducting themselves in a similar fashion.