Corinne the Witch #5

                                            (D)    Drug References

                                            (H)    Horror

                                            (S)    Sexual References and Sex Scene

                                            (V)    Violence

                                            (M)    Medical Procedures

The Nightmare

Soon after I was locked up in my room, the nightmare began.

I was given a hot drink of sweetened milk at night,

to help me sleep, I was told.

Little did I know, that the sweetener masked the sour taste of a drug,

which slipped me into semi unconsciousness.

Though drowsy, I did register things that were going on,

but they took on the premise of a nightmare.

When they were sure that I was under the influence,

they came in through a secret entrance in the back of the fireplace,

rolled me onto a canvas stretcher,

and took me through that secret entrance, into the secret passage behind.

Slipping in and out of consciousness, I awoke to a true horror.

Underground, there was a dungeon of sorts.

Here, I was subjected to all manner of sexual abuse and cruelty.

Those perpetrating the abuse, wore brown habits as if they were monks,

with hoods, to mask their identity.

But I could tell that they were members of the family household.

And here, I witnessed the same being done to others, including, I despaired,

my precious school friends who had been kidnapped at The Pinnacles.

Terrible cruelty was enacted upon them, and I was powerless to stop it.

The hatred of the abusers knew no bounds.

And of course Corinne was there, reveling in, and enacting the abuse !! 

Among the many things she did, was, 

she was implanted with a set of twins, most possibly at her insistence, 

by "the gentleman" who had been staying upstairs at the manor,

that I had conceived, another boy and girl, but yet foetal in form.

She became their surrogate mother.

I am so happy to say, 

that I helped to save them both from her and her accomplices !!

On one occasion, a group of the abusers, a few men,

took me up from the dungeon, through a church and up into the tower.

There they had a sex party at my expense, under the bells.

Then, when they were done,

they pushed me out from the top of the tower,

so that I fell to the ground many feet below, injuring my hip, and who knows what else.

It was the dead of night, but when I looked back at the building, 

I could see that it was Tavistock Church.

Three long years I was locked in my room, and three long years this abuse continued.

Until a kindly soul who worked at the manor, stood up for me and said enough was enough,

so they had to let me out.

To all my children who were born before this, during this, and after this,

and who were all cruelly taken from me,

you all belong to me, and I love you dearly.

And Corinne, you Witch,

my man wants ME, and,

"HE DOESN'T, WANT YOU !!"

text (c) Katherine Stuart 2017