1. The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 5: Defeat


    Date: 7/8/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Violence, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    bled out. “Fucking dyke cunts!” I snarled, walking around to the back of my SUV. I pulled out my bulletproof vest and loaded my AR-15. For the last few years, I had applied for every Federal grant. Homeland Security and the Defense Department had been funneling weapons into every police agency in the country as the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan had been winding down. That was before the Theocracy took over. Now the Middle East was one furious war as the Muslims fought back against the Living Church. Sirens blared as the first of my deputies arrived. More and more flooded in, wearing their riot gear. And then, barreling down the road, came the MRAP. A Mine Resistant Ambush Protect vehicle that had been sold to my department for a few hundred bucks by the Department of Defense. It was black, armored, and deadly, designed for use in convoys in Iraq and Afghanistan. My deputies gathered round. “We're going to haul ass down Yale Road,” I told them, their faces serious. They all had AR-15's, the civilian version of the M16, or combat shotguns slung over their black body armor. “The MRAP will take the lead. We need to put these Warlocks down as fast as possible before they can cause any problems.” “Are they all Warlocks?” Deputy Jarvis rumbled. “Or are we looking at one Warlock and her harem of Thralls?” “No idea. But the redhead cunt, Carla, was casting a spell, and Deidre's the leader. So maybe two or maybe all of them.” “Fuck me,” Deputy Mathews groaned. “We all have been out ...
    there. What if they cast some spells on us?” I shuddered at the thought. “I don't know. Let's assume they haven't. Ain't nothing we can do if they did. So we need to burn them down fast. They're a threat. They're Warlocks. They're a threat to the Theocracy. This is our job.” The deputies all nodded, excited adrenaline pumping through them. “So we're going to go there and we're going to execute every fucking one of those cunts! They're polluting our community. They're an affront to our Living Gods.” “Mark and Mary!” the deputies cheered. They were all faithful. “Then let's roll!” I joined Deputy Jarvis in his SUV. Mine was smoking. The radiator had been damaged and the engine now whined. I'm lucky I made it out. Both front tires had been shot up, and I had been driving on rims by the time I reached the highway. The MRAP led the way, roaring down Yale Road. A convoy of twenty cars followed. Each had a two or three of my deputies. I clutched the AR-15, excitement bubbling through me. It was a shame they all had to be executed. I really would like to keep Lizzy and a few of the other young women. But if they were Warlocks, they had to die. Yale Road was long and it was miles to their ranch. We flew past pastures of cows, fields of potatoes, wheat, cabbage, and other crops. After a mile, the pavement ended and Yale road became gravel. All I could see was dust billowing around us, hiding what we were driving into. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Deidre Chesire “They have a fucking tank!” ...
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