THE STATUE by James Loleland

 

The Statue

Preparation

Peter knelt before his altar and focused on his worship. He was naked, even as his soul was naked before his Lord. His cock stood hard and proud, a manifestation of the joy of the Lord in him. The representation of his God was before him and he sought wisdom and the ability to manipulate minds, bring corruption, destroy the works of the church, and further the works of lust and freedom and beautiful Satanic unholiness.

He stroked his cock, dedicating his seed to the Lord, the Dark Lord, his glorious master and god, Satan. His thoughts filled with what he needed to do that day. How to move the obstacles and clear the path. He laughed when thoughts of his niece, his sweet innocent ten-year-old niece, also came to mind. His brother and his wife had died in a fiery car crash on their way to church and only Melissa had escaped.

As he was the only family that she had, Peter would now be her guardian. Her Sunday mornings would soon be very different from the Sunday school at their Baptist church. He stroked his cock harder at the thought of destroying her faith in the fucker Jesus and turning her to the joys of Satan.

He knew that as long as he kept to the path set before him by his Lord then everything he desired would be his without limits. Mel’s cunt was soon to be his. At that thought he exploded over the bible he kept under the altar, his cum drenching it again where not longer ago he had pissed over it. He laughed again, the so-called “Word of God” beneath his master, destroyed by the pleasures of lust. He spat on it as he used the pages to wipe his cock clean. Thanking Satan for the joys of lust and masturbation and incest and fornication he got up to get ready for the meeting.

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Execution

He walked through the grand doors of city hall confident that he would accomplish what had been set before. Like everyone he had to join the queue to sign in, but made sure that he was in the queue for the hottest customer service teller.

He always tried to ensure that he had friends at all levels and had chatted with Linda a few times before. He knew that she was married with three children. That her husband worked hard but they never quite had enough. During those chats, he encouraged her to help herself a bit more by using her position. In other words to cheat and steal.

Today he waited patiently behind an older lady. She had forms that had to be completed for her food assistance but had to pay a part of the cost. He smiled as he noticed that Linda had charged double what she should have paid and as he watched the cash went into Linda’s pocket as the old lady got confused. The forms never quite got finished properly and as he stepped forward he saw her slide them into the trash bin.

Linda smiled as she saw who was next and Peter unashamedly admired her breasts, whose nipples grew hard under his gaze. They both spotted that the lady had left her purse.

“Go on. I won’t tell,” Peter winked.

Linda licked her lips as she opened the purse removed the remaining cash and dropped the purse into the trash with the papers. Peter smiled at her as he signed in, and slid his business card over.

“Any time you want a coffee, just call!”

She licked her lips again and slipped his card in with the stolen money.

Passing through security he made his way the the committee meeting room where he was due to give his presentation. Of course, the presentation involved packets of money also, but he thanked Satan that he had all the cash he needed. He had been living in Rio for over a year now and knew who he needed to bribe.

They maybe wondered about how he made his money but none of them realized that money wasn’t the point. Spreading the good news of Satanic freedom and lust was the most important thing and sometimes impediments and symbols needed to be removed and changed. Thirty minutes later he had his favorable decision. He laughed knowing that soon there would be a big change to the Rio skyline.

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Planning

Peter stood at the foot of the statue and was impressed by its size, then laughed as sometimes size didn’t matter. He walked over to his lead engineer, Samuel, a rather large nigger, who had a particular penchant for candomble and especially virgin sacrifices. The age of the virgin didn’t matter to him. Samuel had been assessing requirements and on seeing Peter approach smiled broadly.

“It’ll be fun”, he exclaimed, “Reckon that I’ll give you this one at half-price! When do you want it done?”

“There’s a full moon in a week and it would be nice and poignant to do it then. Sort of a sacrifice in stone. Can that be done?”

“I’ll make sure that it is!” Samuel laughed.

As he spoke though his eyes were not on Peter but on the attractive girl who was taking pictures of the view. Her blonde hair gleamed in the bright sunlight and her slim body was accentuated by the tight-fitting jeans and crop top. A tourist, she looked very much alone. Seeing the look in Samuel’s eyes, Peter smiled.

“Great, I’ll leave it to you, see you in a week.”

As he walked away he glanced back and saw Samuel approaching the girl.

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Samuel and the girl

Samuel liked the look of this girl. She must have been about nineteen but was short and slim and looked younger. Her jeans accentuated her hips and legs and the crop top that she wore was loose on her and it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra. He growled a little as he devoured her with his eyes and his cock twitched in anticipation. Although there were some tourists around none were nearby and he decided to act quickly. Walking rapidly towards her he did not hesitate but grabbed her and put a large black hand over her mouth using his strength to overpower her. Even as she struggled to free herself he picked her up and threw her into his car.

To be continued…