Damnation 2 (When darkness breeds itself) [18+ ONLY]

9. 🐽

Pig snout!

JACKSON :

The kid was trying me, he probably thought I was going to go smoothly on him. He was deliberately sabotaging my mission...

I had made an investment on him, some time ago... I needed him to complete the mission that started years ago and he was my perfect weapon for it.

He was beautiful, innocent and nothing about him seemed to give out any form of conniving or malice that was intended for its victims.

I had a serious history with Joshua and his gang of friends. I used to live in Texas, my self-esteem once got destroyed in that place. I needed to turn all of those peasants into my own bitches make them feel a pinch of pain that they made me feel, once.

I often looked at their lives through my magic mirror and I saw the contentment and carefree living.

I knew their week points. Most of them suffered from the same disease, the same sex attraction disease, but they didn't want anyone to know their truth. Most of them lived a lie.

When I was struggling with my self-image, they laughed at me. They made fun of my natural condition. That had leaved me with the most engraved scars...

Martin's mission was beyond just seducing some of them, it was mainly based on destroying their facade.

I wanted to cause more than just a destruction on their lives, I wanted them to remember how I felt when they destroyed my self-esteem as a minor myself.

I didn't just break Martin down for fun. It wasn't just an entertainment session. I was breaking him down because I wanted to turn him into my servant. I wanted him to serve my purpose on this world.

The horrid rituals that were created were for building a weapon that had no empathy and gave no fucks. Its mission was to completely destroy. He was the tamed Evil in the shadows, that was waiting to accomplish the most engraved mission.

That's why when I discovered that he was attracted to me, I just couldn't help myself... I wanted to use him for my own benefits. I wanted him to be my greatest creation, that was going to coordinate my missions beyond the spiritual relmn.

Even when I had figured a way to telepath myself or make myself visible in his own imagination, that was for him to obey me. I wanted to be his God and I wasn't going to rest until he had completed all of my missions.

Even now I kept on talking to him through his mind, I knew that he could hear me.

The was no reason to make myself apparent to him anymore because I had made a hypnosis on him. For him to obey me and become my servant on his new journey.

I didn't want to completely alter him, into becoming a zombie, but I needed him to function for my own purpose at the same time.

I know its weird how it all happened but I knew that if he was a complete Zombie he was going to behave in a manner that seemed to be more suspicious and it could cause my victims to uncover my missions at first hand, but if no one one was suspecting, no one was going to see me coming for them.

It was all still a trial an error though. I kept on reminding Martin to comply on my missions but he was avoiding most of my instructions.

He just was doing his own thing. The thing is that Joshua was not the only guy that I needed him to handle. I kinder wanted to pimp him on the low for my greater good. I needed him to just comply.

He was obviously a very attractive dude. He had a lot of feminine features, even some girls were not cutting it on his level of beauty. He could truly catch a dick anytime. He had a way of flirting that made one want to fuck the shit out of him.

Even me, I thought that I was straight until I met him and he was only a minor, but he gave me an urge to want or need to ravage him. I waited for him to be of a legal age though before I started my mission, with him.

But, it seemed like his mother had read my mission because she made him escape. She was a cop though, she probably made him to escape because she needed to get my mission fucked. Just like his son.

I couldn't hold my breath on him though, as he was continuing to disobey me, I had to do something.

So, I yelled at him, "Hey pig snout! Just fucking comply with my mission!"

"Who is you talking to?!" He yelled back at me as if he was talking to himself I was looking at him through my magic mirror. I could hear him. Maybe I needed to seriously remind him of who I am.

"Do you want to get fucked?" I asked.

"I had already been fucked, there is nothing more that you can do to me." The bitch answered me back.

I started glaring at the mirror.