Chapter 14
Being Interrogated
The idea was simple, so we thought, before arriving at our reserved room for our extracurricular activities with the High Bishop. The idea was to get him to talk and learn more about him and his involvement in the Satanic Church and the hopes of getting him to confess his crimes. Having sex with us or his sons was not enough to convict him other than for a few short years. We needed more; we needed to know what he knew and who he was willing to give up. So, we pretended to let him think he had outwitted us, but Eli was quick, and with Jeff on my side filling in the details we were able to remain alive. Man, I wanted to take him down, but the High Bishop was quick too.
Once I had taken the pills out of the bottle, he told me it would be best if we chewed them so we wouldn't be waiting long to regenerate. Considering he wanted us all to have sex multiple times, including his sons to give us all a proper tasting. I didn't have a problem with the tasting when it came to sharing a penis; it was the other I was more concerned about. Not wanting to have sex with his boys no older than Jason. Regardless of if they have been accustomed to it since the age of five, it was still wrong.
I still had a hard time letting Eli do it, but he had only done so one time and his father was so quick that it was barely anything more than … in then out … a couple of times not going all the way. I too, have only done it once with Eli. We still haven't really been with each other and I haven't even tasted him enough to call it a tasting. In fact, he tasted me more than I have, and it still wasn't enough to call it more than a free sample. Yet, I was up against the wall, so I pretended they were my brothers and I was just stimulating them orally like I have done a million times.
I opened the bottle and took four pills out and gave four to each of his three boys and tossed the bottle to Eli and their father as he opened the plastic around the paper cups sitting by the sink and filled them with water before handing them to us. I linked with Jeff, having him confirm that Tony and they were listening in and watching us, trying not to feel embarrassed about what I was about to do, and had got confirmation that the pills were legit. It was kind of nice being able to tell Jeff what I was thinking and have him talk to Tony and report back in a split second; telling me that this was indeed a life or death situation and that he wasn't the only ones listening in on our conversation or watching us. Not surprising to have a spy, watch Spy.
He continued as he chewed the pills and swallowed them, and he and Eli made their way over to the bed. I got a little nervous as he walked towards my side as Eli chose the other, giving me the look that now was not the time to get cold feet. Opening the cap of KY gel that we had brought with us that had been treated with the numbing agent and a couple of laxatives. They looked just like store-bought ones, but someone specially treated these for me. He placed two inside my hand, taking the other four. He said. "My friends and I find we like to slick ourselves up really good before having sex unless you would prefer we don't?"
He nodded said. "I too like to do so. It relaxes the boys and makes it more enjoyable for both of us, but I like the flavored ones." Eli nodded as their father got off the bed and went back to his set of clothes and pulled out two long strips, asking for strawberries or grape.
Eli said grape, and I said strawberry as he tossed us the strips. He said. "I have some white powder you boys might enjoy later. Perhaps when we are not showing off to those buffoons down there, we can try some back at my hotel room, once you boys have consummated your marriage, of course with your wives…
"As I was saying … You see I am a little confused and concerned regarding this story regarding of one Nate Carrion. As I have said, I knew your father, Eli. He was my first husband when he and I turned sixteen. We too attended Crest-Ridge together and were best friends from the time we were toddlers. I know every inch of that school and every teacher. And every inch of you, in fact, you might not remember I was there when it was your first time having sex on your fifth birthday. Your father gave me the honor as his first husband to do so, and I have done so until I moved here when you were no older than eight years old."
Eli nodded. "You had hair back then, but I vaguely remember you."
He said, retaking his seat. "I am not surprised you were really young at the time and if I was lucky, it was only once a year until I have gotten this position as the New High Bishop in Heber."
The boys took their cue from their father. It wasn't in words or expressions as they lay on their stomachs as they each took pillows to high center them a little bit. Making his way back over to the bed sitting next to me as he watched me and Eli lube up his sons indicating that he wanted me to be first. I didn't say anything knowing that if I indicated that I was uncomfortable about the idea of having sex with me as he had done so with my impostor, it would not look good and could cause my and Eli's death. Noticed the knife sitting on the nightstand near the lamp at arm's reach where he had set it on his way back over here.
Eli asked as he lubed up the boys Jessie and Mark as I got into position, making it look harder than it was. The moment I bent over the High Bishop climbed up behind me asking Eli if he didn't mind if I went first. Eli said. "Why should I mind? Just remember to save some for me. Providing that you don't mind if I help myself to your boy, Jessie? I haven't had a young tender penis in a while."
He said. "No, not at all. That's why we are here, so we can enjoy ourselves with a little deserved tasting of our own. Isn't that right my sons? You were looking forward to it after the last time Nate and his brothers visited us?"
They all said. "Yes, Dad, we have," licking their lips.
Eli had them trade places so Jessie could taste his brother orally, but I wanted Mark and his brother Cal to prove to Eli and their father I was capable of tasting both boys at the same time. I had Mark and Cal lie on their backs and scoot together so I could have both their penises. I waited for the pain as I felt the High Bishop stick his tongue inside my butt and spread my cheeks with his hands, telling me how good I taste without the lube, in fact, better than last time.
Eli said. "I find the taste sweet as candy," as he bent down and stuck Jessie's penis in his mouth and said, pulling it out long enough to ask. "So, you were saying about Nate and Crest-Ridge?" And went back to what he was doing, making himself a little more comfortable by moving the pillows so he and Jessie could lie flat on the bed.
Once he had tasted me and lubed me up, he forced himself inside me. I faked a moan, feeling the pressure, but the numbing agent was making it, so I felt nothing but a small amount of pain if any. "As I was saying, I called the school and talked to my contacts. No one has heard of this Nate Carrion attending there, but his file was there and told me he had been adopted, but it didn't list his biological parents. My contacts there said Shawn Rothwell was recently enrolled and his parents had moved to Saint George and he and they check out. It's your friend … I mean your husband that got me concerned if he is not who he says he is.
"But it's not uncommon for every teacher to know every student out of three hundred or so, but it did get me thinking that it was more than a random chance that Nate wasn't the boy I had met the following Tuesday. Then learning the following day that he and you as well as your sister Rhoda was to be married, so the timeline just didn't quite fit; so I concluded that Nate Carrion wasn't the boy I had thought he was that Tuesday night."
Eli said. "O'" lying down and began using his tongue like he had done with me when we bathed the first time when we had sex. He lacked my experience, but Jessie didn't seem to mind as I watched him roll his eyes back in his head.
I continued with my two boys, taking my time, and feeling their father pause. "Yes, for some reason, the records did not list Nate's parents, nor did they state when the Carrions adopted him." His school record showed that he enrolled at Crest-Ridge two years ago, but this year he wants to attend school here, and stay with his adoptive parents. Then there were you, Eli, and the night of the raid; Nate showed up during the ceremony and the school, and then you all fled from being captured. So, I am a little curious about how he could be in two places at once."
Eli turned his attention back to Jessie's penis and said. "That's something to be concerned about indeed if wasn't true, I know for a fact that Nate Carrion has been going to school there over the last year or so, but Nate wasn't there that Tuesday night, no Shawn Rothwell was, Nate was here with you and our marriage had been canceled because of the high-ranking student Shawn Rothwell. Which we were informed that I and Rhoda should marry for his own protection and to make sure we didn't leave his side. Because once the Rothwells learned that he had been entrenched here on purpose, not by accident, they would move him, and the church would set upon them. Yet what no one knew about was Shawn Rothwell was a spy and was working from the inside to expose our ways. However, it is indeed true that Nate here, Nate, did not always go by the name Nate Carrion, as he was adopted into the Carrion family. over the summer."
I raised my head and said. "My name used to be EJ Downing. I had lived in and out of the State Foster Care system since I was five, ever since my parents gave me up not wanting a boy, wanting a girl instead. The Downings tried to adopt me when I was fourteen, but it didn't work out. My mother and my father refused to let it happen because they wanted it to be an open adoption, so they always knew where I was, to make sure I remained in the system. And where they could control me and punish me for being born and turn them in for child abuse.
Despite thinking they had gotten away with it, the family court had obtained evidence against them. However, they had an excellent lawyer, resulting in the dismissal of the old evidence. Nonetheless, my parents insisted that the Downings were physically abusing me and preventing me from visiting them. Despite the flimsiness of the evidence, the judge ruled in my parents' favor and terminated the Downings' rights to adopt me and the State's right to remove me from their home. The judge expressed mistrust in the evidence and decided that both parties would give up their rights to me. As a result, the court placed me in a new home where I would never see any of them again, or potentially in a care facility for troubled teens. This is how I ended up at Crest-Ridge until my eighteenth birthday.
The State stepped in and removed me from my home, as the Downings had moved and were no longer able to provide me with a place to live. The Carrion family, who actively sought out boys in similar situations, took me in. To ensure my well-being, the State arranged for me to be placed in a care facility that specializes in catering to the needs of boys like me. I was to remain as a foster kid until the Carrions adopted me as part of an agreement if I turned my life around. Which I did thanks to the true church of God. I thank Mormo for her divine intervention.
Eli and the boys repeated the phrase. "Blessed be our savior, Mormo."
However, the High Bishop remained silent only asking. "So, that still doesn't explain how Nate Carrion came to be, or how you and Eli met, or how you both ended up here on Wednesday afternoon, when I knew exactly where Nate was. Which said one had to be a fake, to look like you."
While I was in a high-centered position, supported by two pillows, I carefully contemplated which boy I would choose to rape, as their father continued having sex with me. "As I was saying, we thought it would be for the best that I'd be given a new name, so my parents couldn't interfere with the adoption. Considering the frequency with which I was moved in the State Foster Care system, I never really got the chance to know my parents, feeling like a yo-yo in the process. The family court judge, who has a personal connection with the Carrion's and the help of Mr. Stringham, was able to exert some influence in the case. Having the information on who to speak to and the ability to discreetly offer a bribe, we were able to seal the deal effortlessly.
"Due to the fact that I had lived in nineteen foster homes before finding a permanent home with the Carrion family, my memories of my biological parents are quite vague, except for the knowledge of their names. They took me in when no one else would and I became a Carrion … and as a Carrion, I was sent to Crest-Ridge like my adoptive Dad and his father and his father. In order to be close to them, I decided to spend the entire school year there and make regular visits using a private jet. Additionally, I made it a point to spend every holiday and summer vacation with them. It was during these visits that I had the opportunity to meet Eli. We became instant best friends, but it wasn't enough after I made a course correction. The Family court re-ruled, stating if things remained the same. There was no need for the care facility, and if they were willing to adopt me, so be it.
"I was faced with a decision - to stay at Crest-Ridge or go back home. Ultimately, I chose to return home. The realization of Shawn Rothwell's existence shattered any possibility of a future with Eli. We had just discovered that Shawn, a boy neither of us had met until recently, held great importance to the holy apostles. However, it turned out that Shawn was gay, incapable of having a family and breaking the sacred bonds of marriage. This revelation led us to conclude that our initial plan of getting married was still feasible.
"So, ask me any question regarding the school if you don't believe that I had attended there. I know the school inside and out, every secret passageway, even the ones Eli doesn't know about." I waited for him to interrogate me as I finished off my boys and as Eli was just starting his second course, being more comfortable about having sex with boys than I would ever be. In any case, Jessie certainly didn't mind.
I felt their father jerk a little as I felt his nectar flow down my butt, showing he was truly desecrating me. Wanting an enema badly, I made a note to double up on the antibiotics just in case. Eli had listed some for me to take so I would remain healthy, which included an enema. He pulled out of me and had Mark and Cal share me as they cleaned my butt with their tongue; as Eli to was also finishing, offering Cal for his snack. The words "yew, gross" went through my mind as Mark finished. Then it was my turn to pick between Cal and Mark.
I did my best to ignore the time, because Mark had finished and Cal hadn't. I had Mark get into position as their Dad watched waiting for me to slip up. With my eyes closed, I used my tongue to repeat what Eli and their father had done, ensuring Mark remained sufficiently lubricated. I noticed the look from the corner of my eyes that said it surprised him. I quickly said. "I didn't get a chance to do this last time at your home, because my Dad doesn't care for it unless we bathe first," getting some first-hand knowledge from Jeff.
He nodded said. "Tonight, we will bathe, so you can honor your father's wishes, and he's right. You shouldn't do it unless we bathe first. My motive behind this action was purely to assess your credibility and confirm whether you truly match the person you portray yourself to be, regardless of any unfamiliar physical traits. Then again, it was dark compared to the light in this room, but I am going to test your knowledge that only Nate Carrion would know. Considering only, he would know the answer to these next questions. And you not knowing as Nate what questions I would ask in case he told someone." I nodded and focused on pleasuring Mark, watching Cal climb in between Eli's legs and work on his penis.
He asked. "There was a picture on the wall of my bedroom. It held the face of a woman; can you tell me the name of the woman in the picture?" I smiled and didn't stop as Jeff gave me the answer. I said. "It wasn't a woman, it was your great, great grandfather, and he was a cross-dresser. I thought it was strange because I had never seen one before. He wore a yellow bonnet and white wedding dress with a bird's egg pendant around his neck. His name was Carol, and you told me that's where Cal got his name."
He gasped a little and covered it up, nodded I was correct, said. "I told Nate that, but the egg pendant was small. How could you see it with only one eye and without your glasses?"
I said. "If you remember right, the painting fell off the wall when a tremor from the other room hit the wall where my adoptive Mom was having sex with your daughters."
He smiled and lay flat, stroking himself. "Very good, so I know you would know about what happened after your family left for home when I asked you to spend the night with me and my boys."
After I finished with Mark, I allowed Jessie to thoroughly clean him out. Having me recline, resting my head in the High Bishop's lap, and proceeded to pleasure him by taking him into my mouth. Without a single word, his intense gaze made it clear that he desired me to pleasure him orally, despite my lack of interest. The glint of the knife he casually manipulated served as a chilling reminder that my survival hinged on answering his questions correctly. Ignoring the scent of sweat and the cold touch of the blade, I anxiously waited for Jeff to update me. As I waited, Mark positioned himself between my legs and took me into his mouth.
I stopped and said. "We had sex with both your daughters, and they had sex with us strapping on the fake penis, then we went to the church, and you baptized me in lamb's blood, 32 lambs in total. Then we had sex in the blood until 5 am, then we went back to your office after we bathed and had sex with a couple of boys who needed breaking in for the first time and had just come of age. It was a special moment for me. And a great honor."
He smiled and ran his fingers through my hair, said. "I remember it being longer."
I said. "You're the one that cut it so you could wash the lamb's blood out of my hair. You even marked me with a star right between my legs so you and I would know I belonged To you." I moved so he could see it. Having Jeff tell Stringham what it looked like and where earlier. He nodded, and I went back to my work, and so did Mark.
He said. "Ok, you're Nate, so we just need to prove your knowledge of the school." He placed the knife at his side, but close enough that all he had to do was hold my head in a vise and kill me."
I said. "How, unless you have a map?"
He chuckled. "I do, but that would be cheating."
I said. "Ok, shoot." I leaned back after I had tasted him and swallowed the rest of my water by reaching over him; I made Mark more comfortable as Eli made use of the time by pleasuring Cal now that I had.
He said. "How many passageways lead out of the school, and can you tell me the combination to reach them?"
I smiled and said. "There were three. Now there are none because they have been found And destroyed as Eli, and I barely made it out alive. So, I only have his word, that they were.
Eli and I took the one that led out from the abandoned storage room; I had opened it many times so Eli and our friends could breach the walls at night. So, I could be with him and participate in the sacred rights of the church … You open it using the eyes, through the skull, third from the right, and then turned the snake to the west and pull left under the base of the altar. It led to the wall, and I was hoisted up and carried from that point until we reached our ride each night that we breached the walls.
"To reveal the door, simply press every tenth brick counterclockwise. Once the door has been unveiled, returning is as easy as following the counterclockwise direction and pressing the last three blocks on the left side. This will open the door and lead you back. Another passageway connecting the headmaster's offices to an underground wine cellar serves a different purpose. Here, you must rearrange three bottles in a specific order. Start by placing the third bottle on the three shelves in the seventh slot to the right from the top. Then, on the last shelf, place the bottle in the fifth slot from the left and the eighth slot. By doing this, the door will be revealed and it will take you to the guardhouse.
"The third passageway was abandoned because it was never completed but used to lead into the library on the north wall by moving the lights on the west and the south wall at the same time. It was abandoned because of the water table from the old well that was sealed before the plumbing was put in after that. It would flood the room, making it impassable."
Eli glanced at me and said. "Ok, that's something I didn't know."
The High Bishop nodded said. "Again, you are correct. How long did you say you went there?"
I said. "Two years six months and three days. It may have been home to my Dad, but it was a prison to me. Would you like a list of the teachers?"
He said. "Unnecessary, but so we can get on with the final details … Because I am afraid you boys need to get back to your party."
I said. "But I haven't had sex with you or Jessie or Cal."
He laughed. "No need. Your husband made use of them, and we'll have plenty of tasting of my boys when you come back from your honeymoon. And many more boys, but I just need a small donation so I can make the arrangements for your wedding ceremony when you come back.
"Tonight, I have a request for you. Please bring 350 thousand dollars with you. There is one simple task that I would like you to do. Once you arrive tonight, I will inform you of the details regarding this task. If you fail to do either of these tasks, it will not only result in the death of you two boys and your wives and family, but also of the guests I am inviting tonight. Up until now, you have demonstrated your worthiness. However, I am eager to witness if you boys can accomplish the task, I am about to assign you.
"Not to worry though I am not asking you to kill anyone, just a little test. Regarding if you boys are truly worthy, you will find a packet of our guests under the table where you will dine; so, nothing major that you can't do. I need 350 thousand in cold hard cash and a little sex with some special guests. According to your friends, it is just a small donation and easy to get hold of. Now hurry and get dressed so you won't be late. I'll be waiting and if you are more than twenty minutes late, the deal is off, and your lives and their lives will be mine."
He waited to see if we understood. We both nodded, and he said. "Good, you're lucky you boys were telling the truth because. I had planned to kill you as impostors, but your story checks out, and the detail that young Nate gave me proved that it wasn't an impostor at my house. No one would know those details. In fact, if I asked him. "What my boy's keep under the bed; he would say? "
I smiled. "A cage full of poisonous snakes. Which you used to kill your third wife for trying to turn you in for killing the old High Bishop and his wives before burning his house down with his family inside it."
He said, getting off the bed. "I would tell you if you were right, but I know this room has been bugged, and someone has placed cameras all over the place. I was concerned that Nate and Stringham were behind it. But I have had them watched the moment they arrived here. I already know that Nate doesn't need that wheelchair or those leg braces. So, you can consider the 350 my cut as a bribe to keep my mouth shut."
I said. "But I do need that wheelchair; you see I can only walk a few feet before I collapse because of the severe weakness after the car accident and the surgeries in my spine."
He said. "True, I am only stating that you're not as bad off as you pretend to be. I have seen the reports from the doctors you have seen and know that you're not at your full strength since the car accident. I am aware that you have the financial means to allocate an additional 150 thousand upon your return from your honeymoon. In addition, you will compensate me with an extra 500 thousand per month on the condition that I will refrain from disclosing any information about the sex you have had between you boys, and mine. Just like you, I have been recording every single moment in this room ever since you boys entered two hours ago. Please hurry as I wouldn't want you to be late for your wedding dinner or our upcoming meeting."
I asked. "Are you coming with us?"
He shook his head and said. "Why? When I have everything I need right here." I stood up off the bed and the door opened. The men under his command forcefully seized both me and Eli, then proceeded to forcefully remove us from the room. Adding insult to injury, they thoughtlessly pushed my wheelchair into the hallway, causing it to lose balance and fall over. Besides discarding our clothes, the High Bishop kept the leg braces and crutches, revealing his intentions through his actions. "For lying to me, I am adding another 100 thousand to your 350. Nice doing business with you boys. After all, I am a businessman; you should know that upfront. Eli's father and I learned that the hard way, and because of that we trust no one, and apparently, he did, or he wouldn't have been captured by the US Government and now I have to kill him for it.
"You're lucky, Eli, that I found you and your sister before the government did. Many people were captured, including some of my best friends. However, since you, your sister, and Jackie were not involved, you get a free pass. Without Nate and Stringham and their money, I would have killed all of you just to be certain. But, as I mentioned, I am a businessman first. I have achieved success by doing the things your father and I have done.
"By the way, I plan to become a member of the Council of Nine. I've heard there will be an opening soon. With the support of you boys, Stringham, Nate's adoptive parents, the Vincent's, and their friends, I will ... So, my advice to you is to be good lads, pay your dues, and seek wealth and powerful friends like them. By doing so, you too can go far. Who knows, you might even become the next High Bishops, as the world cowers before you. May Mormo make it so? Blah, blah, blah, and so forth. Now, bring me my money!"