Soul

Copyright © 2016, 2018-2020 by VeryWellAged

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Author's note: This chapter is NOT a stand-alone...The story starts here.

Bankrupt beliefs and other human foibles

I excuse myself and return to my work area. I send another fax also allegedly from the now dead priest’s number. The message is simple.

I have stopped things from happening to the last two names on the list from before, due to your penance...... However, if anyone hurts Amelae or her mother, I will change my mind on those two and I will rain down misery on all in your parishes. I will tell each, it was your doing. ... Keep my two safe, or many will pay the price. I do not kill, but I cannot stop others who will be angry with you from doing so. ...I say this to you so you hear me! I do not take life. I do not give life. I am not a god. But I am powerful.......Do not allow those in my care to suffer because of your foolish beliefs. ///Master

I wait and watch. I see a call ten minutes later from the secretary to the bishop. It is time to rejoin Amelae. I think she will be getting a call.

Amelae is sitting with Erlyn on a couch. She has been crying. Erlyn is comforting her. It doesn’t seem to me that Erlyn is upset. She has seen death close up. I suspect that she sees this very differently than does Amelae.

I sit down on the couch. Amelae is now sandwiched between Erlyn and me.

Amelae, you may get another call. No one has died. Turn on your phone and take the call.

She does as requested but continues to sob quietly. The phone rings. She seems incapable of answering it. Erlyn picks up the phone and accepts the call.

Hello? Is this Amelae?

No. She is here but unable to speak. Who this? What do you want?

This is Bishop Diez. I wish to speak with Amelae.

Are you unable to understand? She is unable to speak now. I will tell her. What you want?

Tell her, I will make sure no harm comes to her or her mother. I promise this.

I will tell her. It is good that the Master finally get you to understand.

You know this Master?

Yes.

Who is he?

You mean ‘What is he?’

Yes.

He say to us, he not God. I know he not the Devil. He stop evil against me. I think he is God, but he say I am wrong. He say he not give life, or take it. Maybe that true. I not know. But I know he save me from death by others.

What does he look like?

He is fog.

Fog? Not smoke? No fire?

Just fog. No smell. No fire.

You do not smell sulfur?

No, not smell anything.

Do you see him often?

No.

Do you pray to him?

No! He not allow it. He say that is foolish.

What does he require of you?

He required I sell him my soul.

What does he promise you?

Safety, protection.

That it? Nothing more?

He wants us to be happy and have a long life.

And for that you are willing to burn in hell for eternity?

You are a fool. The sale we make promises that there is no Hell and no burning. That the sale not valid if that not true. That is in writing.

There was a contract?

Yes. He require I read it all before I sign it. It clear. He not get my soul if there is a Devil or Hell.

It must be a trick!

You are a fool. No trick. Believe what you want. I not care. Just be careful what you say. Master will be very angry with you if harm come to Amelae or her mother. Of this I am sure. He not care if all priests everywhere die. But he care about those two.

He tell you that? He say he will kill all priests?

No. He say he not take life. But others may.

All priests?

I not know. I only guessing. I just know, Master will be very angry.

Yes, I see. Please tell Amelae. She is safe.

OK I do that.

Erlyn ends the call and puts the phone down. I do OK, Master?

Yes, you did fine. Fog is better than smoke! You did fine and you are correct. If anything bad happens to you girls, I will be very angry.

Master?

Yes Amelae?

You really kill all the priests?

No. First, I don’t kill. Second, I have no way to even set about to discover all who are priests. I am not that powerful.

Good. Master, please try. No deaths.

OK, I will try, but I cannot promise.

Amelae reaches out and hugs me. Erlyn smiles.

We are still sitting on the couch when the front door opens and Mirafe walks in. She sees us as she is removing her clothing, smiles a wan smile, and upon completion comes towards me, and honors me before sitting down next to me.

It didn’t go well, I gather.

It go very bad for my family. I ask all to meet with me.

I was aware of this, from the texts I saw yesterday. There was fear and anger expressed from what I read.

What happened?

I have Nanay, Tatay¹, my brothers, sisters, and my titos there. I explain what happen before with the taxes and how I get help to fix this. But then I tell them what Tatay do again. Tatay try to hit me. My Tito Roland, he protect me. He hit Tatay. He curse Tatay and Nanay. … Tito Elmer, he get very angry. He ask why he not told of this? There is much screaming. Tatay is drunk already when we start the meeting. My Titos tell Tatay and Nanay to leave the land alone. They take it back. Nanay screams at me. She asks, ‘Am I happy?’ I scream back, ‘Why you allow your asawa² to be a drunk?’ Tito Roland take me to his house to sleep last night. It too late to come here then. … Nanay come to Roland late last night. She say, she kick Tatay out. Please let her farm the land. She make sure the taxes are paid. Tito say no. She pay the money to him. He pay the taxes. He say if he go back and find Tatay, then she must leave. He say he only say OK because of the children. Nanay tell me to never come to her again. Then she leave. Tito say, I am welcome in his house. I am good for telling the truth and protecting him. Master, I am tired, dirty, hungry and sad. May I go na?

Yes, do what you need.

From the couch three of us watch Mirafe walk off. I guess she is going to shower. Amelae is looking at me as if I had failed again. Has Erlyn read the same expression the same way? I am wondering what I should say when Erlyn says what I really cannot.

Friend, he protect you and your mother because she do no wrong. But he not protect Dany or my mother. What happens to them is what they do to themselves. Same now. Same with Mirafe’s mother and father. He helps Mirafe, but he cannot stop her parents from their own failings. They do this to themselves. Mirafe do the right thing. She protect her uncles. They do no wrong. Mirafe do what Master do. He help the deserving. He allow those not deserving to get what they do to themselves. Your Master, he is good. Do not be angry. Do not be sad for people who would hurt you.

Amelae nods but says nothing for minutes. And then in a small voice she asks me to take them to my bed.

Who, Amelae?

Erlyn and me.

I can’t say I saw that coming. But I wasn’t trying to see, either. My mind was otherwise engaged. I get up. Amelae does the same and pulls Erlyn up too.

Erlyn has not been in my private rooms, but Amelae has decided this is the time to remedy that. She stands by the locked door, waiting for me to unlock it. I do as she wants, and we enter the hallway. As we pass my office and work area, Amelae is pulling Erlyn, but Erlyn pulls Amelae back. She is looking into that room.

Master, what you do here?

I watch what is said between people. That is one of the things I do.

You can see things here that no one can see?

No, everything I can see here, someone can see.

OK I think I ask wrong. Master, maybe one person can see this part, and she points to a monitor, and maybe some other person can see that part, and she points to another monitor, but maybe no one sees everything. True?

True.

How many different things you see at once?

Maybe a dozen or more.

Hala³! OK, I see. Yes, I see. You see things others not see. I hear on TV some say we no longer have any privacy. I say, how that? But now I see. It true. I think this how you see things we not see.

Yes, it is.

But this not all your power. I know it. You cannot use this to open a lock. This one of your tools, it not all. ... Friend Amelae, you see this before?

Maybe a little. But I not understand it like you. Why you know this?

A friend, he a hacker, steal credit card stuff. I see screens like this before, but they tiny, not like this. Master? That screen, it showing texts from someone who is asking for guards. You see it?

I do. It is the bishop’s cell. The text is to his secretary.

Yes, I see it.

Who the guards for?

I walk over and scroll through the message history. It is the bishop. He has instructed his secretary to have guards placed at Amelae’s mother’s house. The guards are to be there twenty-four hours a day to protect the woman. The bishop is saying she must be kept safe, or all their lives are in jeopardy. … I point to another screen. Here is the secretary contacting someone, maybe a security service, inquiring about getting some guards. … Yes they are agreeing. They ask how soon to begin. The answer is right now.  They say they can get someone there by six tonight, but not sooner. It is agreed to. … Ah here the secretary is contacting someone else. He is asking someone if they can provide protection immediately until this evening. … OK, the answer is yes. Oh! It must be the police. A PNP officer will be dispatched right away.

Amelae calls her mother. ‘Nay, is there a policeman at the house? ... Sige sige, I think one will come. And later security guards. They will be there to keep you safe. … What? Ok. Good. ... Master, a PNP officer drives up when I am talking. Master, it is scary being in God’s computer room.

I am not God!

How not? No human can do this!

Yes they can.

See, you are not human, you say ‘they.’

Oh, good grief. Let’s go to the bedroom.

Amelae hops up on the bed. Erlyn is in no condition to hop. She really is in a lot of pain. Sex with her is completely out of the question, but we can be close. I am not sure what Amelae is thinking we will do with Erlyn here. Evidently, she thinks she does. Master, why are you still dressed. In your bedroom we are all naked! You too!

Amelae, there is no way Erlyn can have sex and it is not nice for us to do that when she can’t join in.

Master, please get your clothing off. I know maybe I am not smart like Erlyn, but I am not stupid.

I start undressing. The two are whispering to each other. Now naked, I get on the bed with the two and am summarily pushed onto my back. It seems like they have no problem pushing god around. A pillow is placed under my head. Erlyn spies a folded towel unfolds it a bit and places over my nose, eyes and forehead as the two giggle.

The next thing I know is that one of them is giving me head while the other is sucking my balls. I am enjoying the experience and relaxing when she who is giving me head moves around and while still taking me down, must have positioned her cunt over my mouth and nose. Her cunt is dripping juices on my chin and through the towel. The aroma of her cunt is impossible to ignore.

They keep this up for quite a while. Though I am hard and enjoying it immensely, I have not cum.

The mouth on my shaft pulls up and the mouth on my balls relinquishes its position. The towel covering my face is removed just in time for a cunt to cover it. A cunt covers my shaft.

I am pretty sure at this point I know who is who. I decide to eat out Erlyn’s cunt as well as I can, given my current position. I am afraid to reach up and accidently grab Erlyn’s wound. Maybe that is why I am not ready to cum, but just like before, having Amelae on top isn’t getting me off. We keep this up for a good amount of time, before both seem to give out. I am rock hard and needing a release. It just doesn’t work for me in that position. Since I have given Erlyn a good eating out, I guess I don’t feel as bad now, leaving her on the sideline as I roll Amelae on her back and give her a missionary position good fucking.

A few minutes later I put my cum in Amelae’s cunt, for the second time today. Now exhausted I slide them both under the covers with me and just rest. My mind is drifting. I am wondering down paths far from these girls, and this room, when Amelae tells Erlyn that this is their bedroom now.

What? Wait? No… I said I would think about that. I said I wanted both of them to know what was happening in the rooms, not make this their bedroom.

Amelae?

Master?

When did I say that this is your bedroom?

You not. I say it.

And this is your right to say it?

You say me and Erlyn to be back here to take care of you. Correct?

Yes, something like that.

So how we do it if this is not where we are? Master, you need us here.

Erlyn needs more rest for a while. This is not a good thing for her right now. Yes, I said I wanted you to both here back here on occasion, but it is too soon for Erlyn.

OK, I wrong. Sorry.

Not completely wrong, but too soon. And there are four of you in the house. One isn’t part of us yet, and another didn’t need to see the work room like I needed you and Erlyn to see it. All who stay and sell their soul will be back here, sometimes. OK?

Sige.

Good. Now let’s go and see how Mirafe is doing.

Sige.

The two leave. I dress before leaving. Before I return to the main part of the house I check my screens. Amelae, Erlyn, and Mirafe’s church is having a bit of indigestion. They have lost three of the pastors who are directly responsible for their cadre of youthful solicitors. Plus now they realize that they have lost track of three of their girls. Six people gone. Three of whom are in jail and three of whom are simply not to be found.

They have texted Amelae’s mother, but she isn’t talking to anyone now. She is simply not responding. They text Erlyn’s mom, but that call is going nowhere, as the woman is dead. A text to Mirafe’s mother produces a reply that is unhelpful to the church as she has been essentially disowned and told to never show her face again, and that is pretty much what the mom texts back.

Three texts and no useful information. That has the congregation a little off its game. Nice to know. Aina is not one of theirs. Both Mirafe and Amelae knew her, but not from the church.

This is not something that requires anything from me now. But it is something I need to watch.

There is nothing on the issue of Amelae and her mother. The matter of Erlyn’s family appears to have found a conclusion. The matter of Mirafe is not over but it is no longer an issue for her.

I exit the work area and go to rejoin all four girls. There is food on the table and what appears to be a conference in progress. I hang back. They have not seen me. The meeting appears to be a lessons learned gathering.

At the moment, Mirafe is detailing how she has learned that there is only so much you can do for another. They either want to accept that change needs to come or they won’t change. Erlyn laughs and says, yes and she is a prime example. Aina asks why and Erlyn goes into what happened with her in detail. Her detail is far more critical of her own actions and understanding of mine, than I think is warranted, but as it is her story, who am I to have the last word on the matter?

Aina says she does not have that type of problem. All seem to agree, that with her, it was simply a matter of an evil priest. And then she says something that sends Amelae a bit into a dark place. Aina mentions that no one killed her priest and nothing bad seems to have happened to him. Why, she wonders, did three of the priest involved with Amelae need to die?

Amelae is beginning to cry. It is time my presence is known. Because Aina, your priest went away and he did not threaten you once we contacted you. In Amelae’s case, her life and the life of her mother were at stake. There is a real, and meaningful, difference. … Aina, how do you feel?

Alive? Ninong, I feel alive for the first time in a long time. I can breathe again. I do not shake. My stomach is not fighting with me. Sleep feels good, but waking up feels better. I feel alive.

Good. You are still far too malnourished, but you look better. It makes me very happy.

Ninong, when am I allowed to join you? It feels weird. I wear clothing and they do not. Maybe it should be them who are embarrassed. But they not and I am.

It’s too soon, Aina. Get healthy first.

But I am ready!

No you are not. Your body is not ready to carry a child. When it is, you can join and not before?

A child? You will give me a child? Ninong, I am a virgin.

And when you join, if you join, you will no longer be a virgin. Understood?

The others? They will carry a child from you?

Yes.

All of us?

All who join, yes. You may not want to join. The others needed to. You really do not need to. You just needed to get out of the mess you were in and get healthy. I want your soul, but it is up to you to sell it. No one will force you.

I get looks from the others. I did force Amelae and she is about to say something but Erlyn twists her wrist and tells her to shut up.

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