"HELP ME!"

Selene's last scream pierces all of our ears, an echo of being physically in pain, before she was ripped back through the portal into the Sentinel's penthouse, probably to her swift and violent death.

Juny and I fall to Sardonix's feet and embrace each other, sobbing.

We could not save her!

Meanwhile, Sardonix towers over us, pacing around us in his hotel room, the beast sucks all the light out of the room and casts hell red over us.

Juny whimpers and falls to the floor, begging for mercy, "Please don't kill us! PLEASE!"

My tongue is too numb, as I hyperventilate and try to breathe steady, I sit on the floor and look up at Sardonix's teeth, drooling, his eyes piercing through us, rolling over our necks – not our bodies.

"Be quiet," Sardonix snarls at Juny, and looks at me clasping my hands together, praying, showing him with my hands what I am begging for also. Mercy. Sardonix leans down and sniffs Juny's backside, while I just watch on at his abhorrent behaviour, he growls over Juny's head, "Wet as hell for pain. You want punishment to recompense for Selene's murder."

So she was dead...? I cry out and scream at that word he's used, while Sardonix grins with all his teeth.

Juny collapses to her side, sobbing again and screaming out with me.

In all our grief, and a Lycan's amusement, a musical note from a phone, signals a text incoming, and awkwardly interrupts our moment.

Juny and I both whimper and shut our lips as Sardonix steps backwards and looks down at his phone on top of his hotel bed.

His red eyes focus, his bared fangs disappear as he relaxes his gums.

At some kind of miracle, Sardonix shifts abruptly, from Lycan to human.

The light of the hotel lamps flicker back on, while he casually turns around and picks up a pair of black suit pants off the floor by the bed. Sardonix pulls them on, picks up his jewellery off the bed, cursed rings, in the shape of stars, skulls and other satanic imagery.

He isn't even addressing us, he's just dressing.

Sardonix has just switched off the demon and he's now standing looking at the phone, shutting off the screen. He finally turns around and walks past us.

"Let me run you girls a warm bath," Sardonix lowers the growl and speaks professionally... like a human being. As he disappears briefly into the connecting fancy bathroom, turning on the light and running the bath, gathering towels and supplies from the cupboards, Juny and I both look at each other and then we glance toward the phone on the bed.

We both crawl over and peek at the highlighted text.

Mummy – Cool down for 24 hours.

Juny and I both sit back down.

Weird text.

But I am only relieved.

Silvia intervened. The Lycan Queen, she intervened to save us.

"AHAHAHAHA heehee," Juny starts hysterically laughing and crying at the same time, while I glare at her. What the fuck is wrong with her? She's mocking Sardonix's mother – but he's not going to hurt us, and now?! We were not off the hook just yet!

I lunge at Juny and put my hand over her mouth, trying to shut her up, but Sardonix's shadow appears as he waltzes out of the bathroom and sees what's causing the commotion and the laughter.

I take my hand off Juny's lips, hoping she is now keeping in her hysteria.

"Witches," Sardonix whispers, in no particular manner, it's not a question, or a start to a sentence, he's just acknowledging us sprawled on the floor with red puffy eyes and nervous hands.

"Mummy," Juny whispers, looking right at him, pursing her lips, laughing in her throat.

My eyes widen, I stare at Sardonix, "Juny, s-she doesn't mean it," I beg him, "Please, ignore her."

"It's not like I can drown you in the bathtub with one hand, Juniper," Sardonix doesn't show any rage in change of tone, he just says the right words to cause Juny to shut up, "Geraldine – you can spank her. Right now. Or I pretend I never saw Mummy's text and you both die terribly."

I gulp and I consider whether Sardonix is just mucking around or not. I come to terms very quickly with the fact that he is not joking, and is not the joking kind. He has cruelty in his eyes. He's dead serious.

While Juny is just rolling her eyes and laughing under her breath, I act.

I quickly stand up, pull her up with me and I spank her once, "I'm sorry!" I yell at her and jump back before she can slap me back.

Juny spins to me, eyes wide, her hands on her ass.

I spanked her pretty hard.

While she's holding her ass, speechless, we both turn to Sardonix.

The handsome demon is trying very hard not to let out a smirk and failing, his mouth keeps upturning in the corner, "A warm bath is waiting. Are you hungry too?"

"We just ate," I say quickly.

"I didn't," Juny murmurs.

"I'm not offering you food, ungrateful whore," Sardonix instantly reprimands Juny, "You're a real brat. You can learn from Geraldine how to behave accordingly. There are demon protocols you should abide by."

"We're Luna Witches," Juny growls back through grit teeth.

"Witches, obey," Sardonix bites each word.

At least he hasn't mentioned the Lycan Temple.

I mean, that would be a touchy subject.

"We will –" I agree, only to get cut off.

"The obedient witches burned down your stupid Lycan Temple, or did you forget?" Juny bites too quick, "Oops! NOT!"

"He's this close to drowning you, bitch, please shut up," I pinch my fingers together to show her how fucking close we are to dying, and I resort to insulting Juny, not because I want to disrespect her, but I am genuinely terrified that our lives are imminently hanging inches from a horrible death, and Juny's mouth, though sane, always runs with her.

"Oh, no, it's not just her," Sardonix murmurs seductively at me, interrupting before Juny can fire back at me. He walks toward me, close, closer, holding my eye while rubbing his hands together slowly, "Geraldine. I wouldn't just drown that brat for her insolence, you'll also pay the price..." he puts his hand on my cheek, and his thumb touches my bottom lip, "The only concession, maybe you'll get a kiss first..."

"I never wanted this," I whisper, "None of us wanted this."

"Well I did, until we were on the dinner menu," Juny adds, unhelpfully, "...and Selene... she..." Juny turns pale, looking like she might throw up. I might too –

"Selene is alive," Sardonix speaks, calmly if somewhat irritated and impatient, as he removes his hand from my cheek, explaining to both of us, "Despite your concerns. You were never on the menu."

"You weren't there," I add, feeling a bit better at how confidently he spoke of Selene being alive.

"I know when a Lycan wants to fuck and when he wants to eat," Sardonix explains like he's reading off a manual-for-understanding-Lycans, "Go. Bathe," and he says that gently. He's being nice, I'll take it!

I quickly grab Juny's hand, or at least, I attempt to.

However, she's hurt by me and pulls away, walking around Sardonix's left while I walk around his right.

We both go into the bathroom and see it all set up, it's even a rose scented bubble bath.

Juny strips and hops in on one end of the tub, as do I on the other. We fit easily, it's made for at least two adults.

"Thank you!" I call out to Sardonix, without looking for him.

Juny quietly stays hidden behind a wall of bubbles as the water keeps filling up.

I stay seated more high, knees to my chest as I breathe slowly, getting my heart rate back in order.

I dare glance out the bathroom door we both kept open, not too concerned about nakedness at this point.

Sardonix is sitting on the edge of his bed, looking in, elbows on knees, finger-tips touching each other as he watches us, working out what to do with us.

The moment I've looked at him, he looks at me, and I look away back to Juny.

"T L T," Juny reminds me, mouthing the words, "They're a cult."

"Obviously," I whisper back, "He's a priest of the devil..."

"And Onyx, his father, is a priest of God," Juny shrugs, "Like. What. The fuck?"

Sardonix's phone rings, and we both jerk up, shut up and look to see him answering the call.

"What's up, mum?" Sardonix answers with the greatest respect, eventually replying, "Mmhmm... got it... what did Selene do, mum... so you take it back... oh don't worry, I'll make it memorable..." Sardonix cuts off his call abruptly and stands up, waltzing back toward us, before leaning on the doorframe and explaining, "Your little bitch friend came out in Onyx Lycan Nightclub. Selene is fine."

"So she is alive?!" Juny gasps, "Thank God!"

Sardonix winces and his brow twitches, before he continues to explain, "She called Cleo, whom I love dearly... a clueless disgusting Lycan whore..." Sardonix genuinely sounds enraged now, "There's no cool down. You're both mine," he looks between the both of us, and points, "Prisoners for the simple fact I'm not giving you a choice to leave. Onyx wants you alive. So there is that, we won't kill you."

"That's good, but, please don't hurt us," I blurt, "Please, oh, please, we are pretty much helpless –!"

"Without Selene, I know. Your little threesome becomes useless," Sardonix smirks so wide he shows off a sharp fang, "I'm going to treat you two, to some special attention. This usually doesn't come free of charge. But I'll make an exception."

"You're giving us a service, for free, that doesn't make any sense," Juny just repeats what he says, but sounds genuinely confused.

"What do women pay you to do?" I ask him, curious.

"Publicly humiliate, fuck and punish, at a T L T mass, with the Hell Pack, my pack, performing the honours," Sardonix puts a hand to his chest over his heart.

"We. Decline," Juny retorts, "Just shove us in a cage, we'll be quiet, but don't... don't... do that. That's a bit much. All that. Aha. Ha –"

"It sounds terrifying, horrible, painful," I add, "No thank you. I'll just submit now. No need for all that."

"I'll submit too!" Juny agrees, squeaking out, "Sorry... with a cherry on top? Heheh? Yes? We'll fuck you. I'll fuck you. I'll fuck you right now. I'll suck your dick. She will too. We'll –"

"We'll fuck you right now," I agree, wholeheartedly, not just because my lip was maybe tingling from when Sardonix brushed his thumb against it, but because fuck the alternative, "And, and we'll both kneel, maybe we'll even pray a little... just like, privately – inside the hotel. We'll do it. No need for a mass. Or an audience."

His response is cold silence.

Sardonix now approaches us and brings over a stool. We don't know what he's doing, until he's seated and using his arm to slide away the top layer of bubbles, to expose the reflection of the bathwater beneath.

"...in hell..." Juny guesses, dryly, "...the 'mass' is in hell, Gerry..."

"Please," I grab his wrist with both my hands , I bring his hand to my mouth and I kiss his knuckles, whispering over his rings, "Please, Sardonix – we'll do anything you say."

Sardonix pauses, he even holds his breath, and licks his lips.

Is he succumbing?

Juny notices too, and quickly hops up and displays her breasts on the rim of the tub, right in front of him, placing her hands on his knees, "Anything," she whispers.

Sardonix runs his tongue over a fang next, and then he cups half of Juny's breast in his hand, and with his knuckles caressed by my lips, he takes the opportunity to lift two fingers, and I take them into my mouth without hesitating. I roll my tongue along his fingers.

Looking between us, Sardonix admits, "I can handle you both."

And I weirdly love the taste of his fingers, I close my eyes and I suck back, until his fingers leave my mouth, and I whisper to him on wet lips, "We'll be your whores."

"And we'll do anything," Juny keeps repeating herself, speaking then panting, biting her lip, while I go to move up to show off my breasts also, but Sardonix brings up both his hands, and grabs both our chins, shutting both our mouths simulatenously, and squishing our cheeks.

Oh, no. We were trying too hard. It wasn't coming off as authentic.

"Then you'll both learn very quickly at the free occasion – when you're fucked, whipped, and on display... you'll obey... if you want to obey so badly... maybe I'll even be nice to you... just obey me..." Sardonix looks directly at Juny, repeating and mocking us both for being repetitive, "Obey. Sluts. You got that?"

He lets us go.

I inhale a large breath and exhale in defeat, blushing madly.

Juny lowers her gaze.

She blinks and a tear runs down her cheek.

"...every time one of you cries, the other licks the tears off her," Sardonix nods to me, and I quickly obey lest this gets any worse. I move into Juny's side and lick the stray tear off her cheek. I hold onto her arm as I look back at Sardonix for approval. He doesn't show any, he just stares me down ruthlessly, while Juny keeps her gaze lowered.

"Geraldine," Juny says my name, and I look to her, as she admits, in a defeated whisper, "It's turning me on," oh man, "Why. I want to do this mass thing."

"Listen, I don't know why, but I secretly want to do it too," I admit to her, feeling full of shame, "We're disgusting. It must be the devil's mark – rotting our souls –"

"No," Sardonix interrupts me harshly, and his tone has completely changed, he looks emotional, even, "It's beautiful release. And you have beautiful souls. You're learning quickly. You're good girls."

"Bad," Juny corrects him, "Very bad... Luna Witches."

"Don't worry, we absolve that kind of sin so it's not so heavy," Sardonix spots another tear running down her cheek, but this time, before I can move in, he leans forward toward Juny's surprised mouth and tastes the tear off the corner of her lips, before kissing her on the lips more boldly, the caress of a caring demon. Aw.

"...so you're actually helping us, in some way...?" I ask for clarity, curious.

Sardonix nods, turns to me and gently wipes the wet hair off my cheeks, "You show it. We devour it."

"Not us," Juny hopes.

"Just the sin," I guess.

Sardonix winks at me, he likes me. He even smiles a bit, "Now be a good slut and a good whore and wait here."

I wonder what was the difference since he inferred I was the slut and Juny the whore.

Sardonix stands to walk out, back to his phone, to organise the event.

Juny and I stay close in the bath tub, surrounded by steam, we are both overwhelmed with emotion.

"Holy shit," I whisper, "Why does this feel good."

"We're being lured into a cult, that's why," Juny reprimands me, "And I can't wait to fuck them. But it's Hell, Gerry."

"It's okay," I surprise her with my response, and my resolve, "We were born for it."

Juny nods, "We're sooo going to regret getting wet for this, Gerry... but Selene," she adds, furrowing her brows, "She's missing out on all the terrible fun."

I immediately purse my lips.

Umm...

I give her a knowing look, "I don't know about that. Now let's be sensible about this... just because we're not losing our souls, doesn't mean we'll not lose our minds... so think straight, at all times. Keep your head on."

"We've been in an asylum for 7 years, Geraldine," Juny blinks and looks at me like I'm stupid, "Are you stupid?"

Something inside me snaps at what she says, however.

"No! I'm not stupid and I'm not insane!" I yell at her, "And neither are you! Stop using it as an excuse to fuck Lycans, to dream about it and to fucking seek it out. You wish for it. You're a whore. You're not insane."

"You're the one in denial," Juny just smiles at me, shaking her head, "You live your wildest dreams through me, little miss goodie two shoes."

"What because I wanted to be exorcised?" I ask, "I used my brain, Juny, I didn't cave into my lust."

"Thanks for calling Priest Oswald," Juny uses so much sass, glaring me down and smiling, "Bitch, you're so dumb."

"You're infuriating, Juniper!"

"Don't. Call me. JUNIPER!" Juny splashes me with the water and I wrap my hands around her throat.

I don't squeeze, I just shake her, while she grabs my breasts and claws into me.

Fuck! We're only interrupted by our entertained onlooker.

Sardonix returns, casually eating a biscuit and dunking it in a freshly made cup of tea, he witnesses us glaring at him next, "...don't mind me, this normally happens," he explains generously, "Bitches kill each other over me," he shrugs and keeps watching us get entangled.

Fuck that.

I let go of Juny's throat and she apprehensively releases my breasts.

She keeps her eyes narrowed on me, "I love you, Gerry," she says it with pain, but she means it.

"I love you too," I push back into my side of the tub, and I turn off the running water.

Now that we're not fighting, Sardonix sips his tea. He just watches us.

"What happens now?" Juny asks.

"You shut the fuck up and obey," Sardonix orders with a dark tone, holding up his tea, taking yet another sip.

Juny slyly moves her hand... between her legs... and I try soo hard not to scream!

But then Sardonix's hotel door slams opens.

We both get a shock and sit upright, and her hand leaves her legs.

There's many legs now.

Many shoes.

Many men.

Sardonix doesn't move from the door, he just winks as we blush.

It's his pack... so the next destination soon was a mass in hell.

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Skeler - Tokyo (SLOWED + REVERB)