She wanted her slave to be attractive and healthy. My bi-weekly paychecks were to be deposited directly into her checking account. I would, however, b... given a weekly allowance of fifty dollars to cover my necessities, though I was smart enough to know that I'd need to stash away at least thirty dollars a week so that I'd have money to buy birthday and Christmas presents for the two ladies in my life. Next, I was to be in charge of cleaning the house and washing and ironing the clothes and. Harvey had tried once or twice, she remembered, pushing her head down under the blanket, and she had, of course, refused to do anything like that. She had always thought it perverted, somehow, and yet, this girl seemed to be thoroughly aroused by it. There was something familiar about the woman and Bernice tried to imagine what she looked like when her mouth wasn't filled by a cock. Oh God! No! It was her other sister. Her younger sister. How could she? How could he? How long had he been doing. Soon, under her tutelage, the Ith became an Izzaputi, a minion of Hell to serve in the mortal realm.The Ith roamed the mortal world serving Asaria, who served Lilith, who served Satan. Asaria used her minions to create disorder and panic amongst the living and tempt them to live a life free of religious doctrine. The Ith was molded to serve such a purpose, and it served it well. When Asaria released the Ith upon the world again, she released an evil vision of Hell. It raped women, it killed. No one would think to look in the attic."Oh yeah, you have to see it!" I grabbed her arm and pulled her along, out into the hallway and up the stairs, through a creaky old door, and up more stairs. Both of us still with a beer bottle in hand.I flicked a light switch at the top of the stairs. Through windows the streetlights offered some reprieve from the dark, but not enough for me to see what surfaces were available and might come in handy. I scanned the room, noting the old wooden table to my.