Chapter 47

“Well, that’s the last of the trick or treaters, I think. I swear, Sandeep, I know that you’ve got police there on every corner, but if even one perp harms one of those kids in any way, shape, or form, I will test that guillotine on them first and hope that the fucking blade is dull! I’ll hope that it takes three drops to sever their fucking heads from their bodies! And I won’t resurrect their sorry asses in that case! They can stay hungry ghosts for all of fucking eternity or until the Sun goes nova or supernova!” I vented my one big worry about the trick or treating part of Halloween.

“I’m with you all the way. No mercy for anyone who hurts a kid! That’s my number one absolute ‘kill it with fire’ point. In my view, it should absolutely be a capital offense, death penalty all the way, to do any harm of any kind to a child. Bring on Madame Guillotine for that scum! And if I ever find one of those priests that did that stuff ... I won’t even wait for a trial. I’ll drag that sorry sonofabitch to the razor myself!” Sandeep completely backed me up on that point.

“Any thoughts as to the flag of Haven, on a lighter topic?” Stephanie asked now.

“I’m thinking of a red field with a golden sun, a white lightning bolt through it, and on each side a symbol. Vertically on the right and left, a black pitchfork and trident respectively. Horizontally, a black sledgehammer on the top and a black katana sword at the bottom. What do you think?” I proposed.

“Oh, I like it! But why katana of all swords, just out of curiosity?” Marcy wondered for her part.

“Because Japanese swords are still the best crafted of all time, if you ask me. Besides, it’s a little homage to our brave admiral here,” I grinned now.

“An excellent point. I look forward to seeing what the neighbors do when they realize that we can and will prey upon enemy shipping? I wouldn’t mind engaging in a bit of piracy myself, as it happens,” Raymond commented for his part.

“Me, neither. I’d love it! A good bit of swashbuckling for the Sapphic pirate in me! I know, I know, I’m actually omnisexual, but you get the idea. The idea of piracy does bring out my inner lesbian,” Katrina snickered with a wink to me.

“Well, honey, I’d be your cabin girl any day!” Rachel told her with a very steamy kiss.

“Just as I’d gladly be Raymond’s cabin boy!” Daryl added with a wide grin.

“I just bet that you would!” Raymond laughed while fondling Daryl’s tush.

“That sounds like the title of a gay porn parody. ‘Butt Pirates of the Pacific.’ Talk about surrendering the booty! I can see it now! It would get kinda rough to get captured by all of y’all ... Though I’m sure that Katrina and her crew would plow some backfield as well as the help of strap-ons and thigh harnesses,” I teased the fellas a bit.

“If I wanted to actually sack a city, what would you say?” Tokutomi asked me out of the blue.

“Did they provoke us somehow? If so, go for it. If not, then nope. Sacking is meant to be a means of psychological terror as much as anything else. But I won’t rule it out at all. Our enemies will have to know that we mean business. Don’t harm any cities with whom we’re at peace. But if it comes to war, we must take the fight to the enemy. We will commit ourselves totally and go for the jugular. Am I clear?” I demanded.

“Yes, sir!” Tokutomi saluted in spite of himself.

“On a different note, I volunteer to babysit tonight. I’m an angel. Nobody’s gonna fuck with me, right? I’m perfect for the job. I won’t get sleepy. I won’t be intimidated. And I can strike a man dead from a hundred kilometers off. Just please promise me not to resurrect anyone I smite for something like that. Let them stay hungry ghosts forever, too,” Marcy urged me.

“Indeed! I am honored yet again that you would do such a thing for us. I presume that you can nurse, too, in a pinch,” I answered with delight.

“But, of course. I’m an angel! I can do that with ease! My breasts still work, only now they can make as much milk as one could ever desire. On command. Try me sometime! I’ll pop a nipple in your mouth and see what you think! I’ll make it taste like strawberries or something like that! That’s the beauty of supernatural, celestial beings like me. I can basically do whatever I wish for the most part. Except disobey you, of course, Master,” Marcy winked at me while each of us separated to dress up in costume.

I couldn’t help but go as Zorro. It was too much fun not to do that. The hat, the cape, the mask, and the whip ... not to mention the sword, it all made sense to me right then. I didn’t know what the others would do, but that was the whole point: anonymity. I showed up at the abandoned mall site and pounced on the first lady that I found inside. She had on a snakeskin outfit, which I found rather intriguing to put it mildly. I was still fascinated with that as she bent over to let me inside her gladly and began pushing back at me with rather fierce intensity.

I humped the snake-woman for several more minutes and she stepped up her game with every stroke, her hips meeting mine with a hunger difficult to match. Her pussy was very slimy and smooth inside, its inner muscles even more powerful than most. She rubbed me the right way every time I went deeper into her gash. Her hair was clearly a wig, or so I thought, being made of a substance much like silk or something like it. It was green and her eyes were yellow. It was a very striking, edgy appearance to her, no doubt of that.

That was when I came inside her, at which point she turned around and bit me on the face. I screamed for a second, making others notice what happened. Before I could draw more attention, though, she kissed me with a forked tongue and licked her bite mark. Wait a second, I though ... why was her tongue forked. Was she a demon? Why did she bite me. Why did I feel cold inside for a second? I thought all of these even as she pressed one of her hands to each of mine.

“Master ... I have made you like me ... a snake-god. My name is Angitia and I am the snake-goddess of Italy. Congratulations! The new Supreme Being approved the idea, by the way. He wants you to be the most powerful of his deputies and servants by far! My bite has turned you into a Deity in your own right, just like me.

“Let my venom take hold of you. It won’t kill you like it would a mortal man. It won’t detract from your powers, only add more. It will make you able to command snakes and cure snakebite, just as I can. You have venom now if you ever choose to use it, on top of your other powers. You can even transform into a snake at will and then return to your human flesh. Trust me on this!” the stranger hissed just like a serpent right then.

“Very well. Do you plan to stick around then, or not?” I asked out of sheer curiosity mixed with attraction and desire.

“Oh, yes, I’m going to stay in town! I have to hatch our progeny, and there will be several of our spawn thus hatched from my eggs that I’m about to drop. You’ll see what I mean soon enough! My appearance is usually like this, half-serpent, half-woman ... that’s just how I look,” she hissed again, even as she dropped those eggs onto the floor.

Instead of going anywhere, Angitia stayed put and sat on her eggs to keep them warm. She shooed me out of her presence, knowing that I was distracted by my curiosity, but that I had other people to fuck, which I did. Next I found a young lady dressed in a nun’s outfit, her golden tan easily complimenting her equally golden hair. I walked over to her and she raised her habit, showing me an utter lack of panties. She was more than a little wet, having just been fucked, and she definitely wanted a second round of dick. I fucked her very hard indeed, even slapping and pinching her bottom in the process.

“What’s your name, dear Sister?” I asked her to see if she would tell me.

“I’m not supposed to tell you, am I, Zorro? That’s right, so I won’t. Not yet anyway. Just keep pounding me, stud! By the way, I can feel myself being very fertile right now. Cum inside me and breed me, honey! I can tell you that I’m an actual novice of a sisterly order, was preparing to become a true bride of Christ when this all happened! I can’t wait to conceive by you, severing my ties to the abbey! Knock ... me ... up... !” the blonde nun encouraged me as I plowed her good and hard right then.

“A nun! A fucking nun! Oh, God, yes ... fuck, yeah! Don’t stop with that, baby! Bring your whole fucking abbey to me! Get me into the panties of every last one of your sisters! Help arrange my impregnation of all of them! Shut that convent down! How about it?” I insisted, knowing what answer to expect by now.