Q&A

You still clung onto Crystal as you and her sat in the doctor's office, separate and away from everything happening beyond the door. As much as you wanted to just go home and lock the door, to be with your family and ignore the outside world for a while you couldn't, the police had been called and questions were being asked, statements being taken and everything being a mess and sorted at the same time.

Neither you nor Crystal said anything, she just held you tight as you clung onto her, her strong arms keeping you protected. You had so much to ask her, so much to hear of what she'd been doing the last year, how she'd changed and how she got that blackeye. But for now, your words didn't come. You just sat and held each other.

Hearing a polite nock on the door you jumped a little, seeing the door open you saw to uniformed police officers' step through. both women having their hair back in a ponytail, one slightly taller and more muscular than the other, which wasn't a surprise, a lot of naturally strong futa's either joined up to the army or the police or navy, or any other kind of **** where they could put their strength to use. You gulped slightly as you saw her, but Crystal didn't let you go, didn't loosen her grip. She stell held you as they stepped in.

"I'm officer Ranch and this is officer Browne, I know it's been an ordeal but we need to ask some questions, if that's alright?" the shorter of the two asked

"Sure, but Doug won't speak up much, he's been having a tough time and it's been getting to him" Crystal spoke up before you even had chance to even nod, feeling her give you a squeeze. Glancing up at you she looked down at you, and you saw something in her eye, asking you to trust her, follow her lead.

"That's totally understandable, we don't want to add any more pressure, just answer what you can miss" the large of the two, officer Browne said as she pulled out a notepad and flipped a few pages, you noticed someone move behind them and stop in the door. "We were told by the staff that you'd come in for a physical check-up, is that right?"

"Yes, my brother had been **** the other day, by a delivery woman who was part of that sick cult, Daughters of the Goddess. You know, the ones that kidnap boys and men and brainwash them." Crystal saw both women clench their jaw for a second as she spoke but didn't stop "our mom brought him here to check the damage, next thing you know that woman was in the examination room a second away from **** my brother again. How did she get back here?" Crystal asked

"Where were you during his prior, ****?" Officer Ranch asked, seemingly ignoring Crystal's question

"I've been away at college since Doug was 'Returned' to us,"

"Is that where you got that blackeye?" Browne asked, cutting Crystal off and motioning to her eye

"Yeah, I found some of **** cultist nuns trying to kidnap a few college students, so me and some others stopped them, got this shiner for my problems." Crystal glared at the officer, holding Doug tight as she had a feeling where this was going

"Where and when did this happen?" Officer Ranch asked

"Why does it matter?" Crystal retorted

"Because if what you say did happen, then there'd be a police report of the event." Officer Browne glared at Crystal and put her notepad away, hooking her thumbs around her belt dangerously close to her side arm. "But I've got a gut feeling that there isn't a report. I've got a gut feeling you just got into a fight, beating up some nuns just like you did in there, and they just defended themselves as you beat the crap out of them"

Saying nothing Crystal just glared at the two officers. You were getting worried now, you didn't want to believe Crystal would just randomly attack someone, but she wasn't saying anything.

"I bet if we look up your record, we'll see you're a trouble maker, causing all sorts of trouble for others and making a fuss where there is none" Officer Ranch spoke up, throwing a thumb over her shoulder and pointing to the previous room "That nun had to be sent to a hospital; broken nose, busted ribs, maybe even some internal bleeding. Wouldn't be surprised with those nasty boots you're wearing, could crack a person's head open with them if you're not careful"

"Know what I think?" Officer Browne joined in, not giving Crystal a chance to defend herself "I think that poor nun was just talking to Doug here, trying to comfort him and see if he was alright, but then you walked in and just went crazy, attacking the defenceless women and nearly killing her"

"we're going to have to take you in, for **** and battery, and attempted ****. Stand up and put your hands behind your back" As office Ranch pulled out a pair of handcuffs, Browne's hand slid to her pistol, ready to draw it at a moment's notice.

Your eyes went wide as you held Crystal as close and hard as you could, you couldn't believe what was happening. In the space of a few minutes these officers had gone from investigating an attack on you, to now turning it all around and making it look like Crystal was the one at fault. You wanted to speak up, to tell them they were wrong, that she shouldn't go anywhere and that she protected you. But not only presence of these women was keeping you silent, as you looked up at Crystal you saw she had a small smirk on her face, unfazed by the events going on.

"Why didn't you answer my question earlier?" was all Crystal asked, not moving from her seat

"Stand up now, and put your hands behind your back, or we will use ****" Officer Ranch warned in a stern voice

"Why won't you answer my question?" Crystal said louder, speaking over officer Ranch, looking as if she'd just won

"Last Warning! Get on your knees, hands behind your head now!" Officer Browne shouted as she drew her weapon and pointed it at you and Crystal.

You froze in absolute terror, the looks on the two women's faces was angry and serious, in no mood to answer any questions or take any lip from either of them, you wanted to tell Crystal to listen and not get herself in any danger, that you'd be okay. You want to move in front of her to protect her like she'd protected you.

but you couldn't move. You couldn't protect your sister. You were weak

"Why won't you answer her question officers?" a very, very stern voice came from behind the officers and from the door. Looking behind them and stepping aside, you could see your mom and Sarah standing at the door. Lisa looking like a cold fury was standing there, while Sarah held up her phone and had a triumphant smirk on her face

"Who the hell are you?" Officer Browne asked as she pointed the weapon at your mom and sister

"I'm their mother. I'm their lawyer, and I'm one of the best damn lawyers in this city" Lisa spoke with an ice-cold calm to her voice, not only in full on protective mama bear mode, but full on "Don't fuck with me" lawyer mode. Holding up a card she pointed it at Sarah, who spun her phone around to look at it for a second, before turning back to the cops as Lisa presented her card to them.

"Oh fuck" you heard Officer Browne whisper as she lowered her gun

"If you won't answer my daughter's question, then I will ask it. How did that woman not only know where my son was, my son who had been previously kidnapped by those lunatics, but how did she get back to a private area and know which room he was in?"

You'd only seen your mom go full lawyer once or twice, to be honest she was a scary woman when she got into her groove, a **** to be reconned with. You watched as the two officers looked between each other, Officer Ranch just giving a weak

"Stop recording" to Sarah, who ignored her.

You wanted to help, somehow. But you weren't a lawyer, you weren't strong and you weren't brave enough to just ignore the two women, even if they'd been cornered and were currently outnumbered.

But then, you remembered something. Something from when that false believer come into your home, and remembered what she said, and what she showed you.

Looking up you gave Crystal a squeeze to get her attention, when she looked at you, you leant up to whisper something to her, leaning in you whispered

"Under their collars. The symbol, pins"

Looking around your neck she understood what you were talking about. She probably knew that symbol as well as you did, if she had been fighting against the nuns.

Slowly letting you go and silently standing up, Crystal slowly moved towards the two officers. You wanted to grab her hand and pull her back, figuring out what she was going to do, to tell her it was too dangerous. But while their full attention was on Lisa and Sarah this was her best chance.

Again, you were too much of a coward to do anything.

"Stop that recording now" Ranch ordered at Sarah, who just flipped her off behind the camera

"That's the least of our problems, answer my question" Lisa demanded as she looked back and forth between the two women keeping their attention as long as she could as Crystal reach out and grabbed the edge of their collars and pulling them up, a small glint from both of them as they spun around, Ranch pushing Crystal back while Browne pulled out her gun again

"What the fuck? Back up! Back Up Now! Browne demanded as Crystal raised her hands and back away from them, but an angry smirk on her face as she saw what was pinned under their collars, previously hidden but now shinning in the office light. the same symbol you wore around your throat, the same one She wore when She spoke those acid words to you and used you.

"You ain't the police, you're just cunts working for the cult." Crystal spat at them, making sure she placed herself between you and the two police officers "You seeing this, mom?"

"Yes, I am" Lisa growled as she glared at the two women, who were now looking back and forth between yourself and Crystal, and Lisa and Sarah.

"I said stop recording!" Browne shouted at Sarah, after a split-second decision and full on turning to her, pointing the gun right at her as if she'd fire at any second

"Recording? Bitch this is a live stream" Sarah shouted back as she ducked behind the wall but kept the phone pointing at her, her voice a little shaky but determined "You've been online since you got here! Hope you like being famous you cultist cunt!"

Both Officer Ranch and Officer Browne's eyes went wide and both went pale as they realised what that meant. Of what had just happened. and what was most likely going to happen to them. In defeat, Browne lowered her gun, took out the magazine, emptied the chamber of its bullet and put them all on the floor before putting her hands behind her head and knelt on the floor, Ranch quickly following her.

-*-

At the Abby, a Mother walked quickly through its stone hallways, her face calm and stern as she held a touchpad close to her body. other Mothers and Sisters quickly got out of her way as she moved with purpose, and any Son or boy not getting out of her way in time were punched, kicked and harshly shoved. One boy who was preoccupied with cleaning the floor, his face gaunt and body weak from a near weeks starvation, got a harsh kick to his caged cock and balls making him scream out and collapse onto the floor. Stopping her walking, she turned to the boy and, still with a stone face of calm, proceeded to stomp on him until he stopped crying out.

Once the boy was ****, bruises already showing on his body and bit of blood dripping down where her heel had pierced into him, she turned and kept walking as if nothing happened. not looking back nor caring what happened to the fuck socket.

Eventually she made her way and stopped in front of the Mother Superior's personal room. Taking a deep breath, she prepared herself, and knocked on the door three times.

"Enter!" a voice called out, easily heard even through the thick door and walls.

as she stepped in, she looked around the large room that was bigger than most homes. This one room held everything anyone could ever want. In one corner was a large personal gym, heavy weights on the floor and on the bars, a personal bathing area with a large tub that even Mother Superior, the largest women she'd ever met, could easily stretch out and soak, relaxing in a tub of hot water and bubbled, as well as a personal hot tub, which currently has a Son draped over its edge, obviously been fuck hard and long with the cum covering him, and pooling on the floor below him.

There was a large, beautiful and extremely comfortable looking four poster bed towards the backwall, big enough for even the large harem of the Mother Superior. Several boys were laying on it, all fuck out as well, except for one who was hanging from the top of it by his wrists, shackled to it and unable to move even if he was conscious, blood dripping down his back from deep, vicious looking whip marks. said whip on the floor in front of the bed.

To the right was a full-on entertainment home movie system, large screen TV and a lounge area, with chairs and sofas that looked and were more comfortable than any furniture had any right to be, a bar area to its right which held all kind of drinks and booze, and to the left of the seeing area was a personal kitchen, where several Sons were working together to prepare the Mother Superiors afternoon meal. She could smell the turkey roasting from where she was.

Seeing Mother Superior sitting on the sofa and watching a movie, she head straight to her and, once she was in front of her, knelt before the Mother Superior, who was currently smoking a thick, fat cigar as she used a pair of boys as her personal foot rest.

"Name?" the large, muscular woman that was Mother Superior asked as she puffed on the cigar

"Mother Sharron, ma'am" she introduced herself

"Why are you here?" Mother Superior asked as she sighed, pausing the movie to look at her fellow sister in the worship of the Goddess

"There is something you must see," Mother Sharron held out the table as she kept her head down, not wanting to see the Mother Superiors reaction. As soon as the pad was taken from her, Mother Sharron took several steps back, then a few more. Then a couple more to give herself a decent chance.

She heard Mother Superior play the video, listen as it played on and stole quick glances, catching Mother Superiors reactions. As the video played on, she could see Mother Superior getting more and more angry, her veins bulging out as she didn't lash out.

As Mother Superior suddenly stood up, Mother Sharron knew what part she was up to, and as she heard the confirmation that the video had been streaming live, Mother Sharron dived for cover as Mother Superior let out a monstrous, bestial roar and threw the pad, it flying through the air and smashing against the TV. As she stayed in cover, Mother Sharron heard the cries and whimpers of the boys that got caught up in her wrath

"WHO THE FUCK DO THEY THINK THEY ARE!? THEY DARE!" Mother Superior roared, sending one boy's limp body flying over Mother Sharron's hiding spot behind one of the chairs. The gasps and gurgles of the other boy filling the room, as Mother Sharron peaked out, she saw the boy's face was already red from being savagely strangled by Mother Superior, the veins in her arms throbbing hard as she loomed over him, glaring at him with pure rage and **** in her eyes, her teeth bared like fangs as the boy tapped uselessly against her arm, trying to get her to let him go, until finally his body went limp in her hand but she didn't stop, until the small but distinct sound of a windpipe being crushed rang out through the room. Only then did she let the body go.

"FIND OUT WHO THEY ARE! FIND OUT WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON, AND SOMEONE BRING ME MY FUCK PUPPY!" Mother Superior roared as she stood up straight, her massive cock rock hard and throbbing dangerously. One of the boys who'd taken cover behind the kitchen set dashed out towards the bed, and pushing aside an **** body, he grabbed the chain tangled in the sheets

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL HERE!?" Mother Superior roared at Mother Sharron "FIND OUT EVERYTHING AND BRING IT TO ME!"

Dashing out of her hiding place, Mother Sharron made for the door to the room, hearing Mother Superior panting and snarling as she began to pace. Mother Sharron glanced towards the bed, and saw the boy pulling on the chain, trying to pull another boy from the bed, but this one was different.

This boy had his arms and legs cut off, so they crawled on stumps that'd been padded. There was mask permanently attached to their face to make them look more like a dog, their tongue hanging out as they panted, no doubt more surgery to make it longer as normal tongue didn't stretch that far. Mother Sharron could see their back covered in scars overlapping scars from top to bottom. as for their bottom, it'd been altered by surgery as well, so it could take all of the Mother Superior's superior cock, though Mother Sharron doubted that the thing would be able to survive the angry, pure hatred filled fucking that was about to happen to it.

"That's right, come to me you little fuckhole, time to do your duty to the Goddess most favoured daughter" Mother Sharron heard Mother superior pant as she tossed aside the sofa, the fuck puppy letting out scared whimpers as she reached the door, a large cry of pain as she opened it, and Mother Superior's savage grunts as she fucked the thing as she shut the door behind her.