Sweet Sin - S01 E31

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Sweet Sin - S01 E31

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 31

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[Graves Memorial Estates]

The examining room is busy tonight.

Not with just any corpse, but with the corpse from the Church.

Uncle Will had extra examiners taken into the Estates to examine the body and run forensics maybe he might be recognized from somewhere around.

Hot machines beeped in successions.

Blood samples and hair samples came in and out of the room.

Masked examiners with careful eyes and minds patrolled, working hard.

Uncle Will stayed outside the room, sitting upright with unfriendly face.

His fingers are interlocked, and he’s piercing himself with his nails as he stared into space.

The going and coming examiners are only a blur for his sight. They’re like ghosts in their white coats.

Odium.

Those bastards are just as scary as their name, and the most amusing thing about them?

Other Cults have numerous tattoos to mark their initiation or sign their skin to show their cruelty, but Odium members don’t do that.

None of them are tattoed.

They have the cleanest, healthiest skin ever. Only few of them smoke.

They’re hard to recognize. They can enter anywhere without attracting suspicions.

These peeps are mad.

As far as he knows, Tobias became one of them in highschool.

Even before he became a cultist, he was already the unbearable Black Sheep of the family who went around beating people up and surviving on anarchy.

That must be what attracted the cult to him.

He got initiated, and he got worst, but when he entered college? He got worse and irredeemable.

The cult entered his bloodstream completely he was always wanting to see blood or punish people in weird ways.

So, he had to make the decision of sending him to seminary.

Of course virg+nity is required before seminary, and Tobias?

That punk f+ked too many females. His body count could fill two palms.

He had to get his online and offline details wiped and then forged him a way to seminary.

Surprisingly, immediately Tobias went to seminary, his cult went extinct. Odium has been unheard since then like they disappeared.

But he was only deceived, cos right now,

They’re back.

Back and sending carved bodies?

Uncle Will inhaled, the smell of antiseptic sweeping through.

The examiners came out, and he quickly stood.

“What’s out?” He asked.

“The carved body was from Ohio. He was a pickpocket with criminal records.” They explained.

“This same America?” Uncle Will’s eyes dropped.

That only means these Odium fuckers are in this same city.

Where the f+k are they hiding?

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[Savior’s Alive Church]

When Tobias got back, he met just exactly what he expected, just that it came with an unexpected bonus.

He expected Jude to bring the Loaner Boss to him cos he knows that coward would never be able to do the kill, but what he didn’t expect was the fresh wounds on the Boss’s face.

Jude sat in his Rectory calmly.

The freshly beaten body of the Boss lay unconscious on the floor.

Tobias kicked the body out of his way so he could walk past the spot. He has a proud smirk plastered on his lips.

“I didn’t kill him,” Jude muttered.

“I know,” Tobias mused.

“But it’s not because I couldn’t,” Jude looked up. “It’s because I knew he doesn’t deserve my kill. It’ll be too simple for him. So I brought him to you for a proper kill.”

“Tonight is exciting as f+k,” Tobias laughed with his chest. The sound echoed within him. “I knew you had the corruption in you, J.”

Jude breathed.

Tobias went inside without another word.

When he returned, he held a loaded syringe and needle which he tossed smoothly at Jude.

Jude caught it.

“Stab the motherfucker in the chest and inject the shit.” Tobias instructed.

Jude went down, raised the needle, and did as he was told.

He stabbed the Boss and injected the shot in his chest.

With a sharp, loud gasp, the man jerked back to life, eyes opening.

Jude dropped the syringe.

Tobias sat, crossing his legs.

Fûck, he could still feel her mouth around his length. This ain’t normal.

Loaner Boss sat up, looking around stupidly to gather his bearings, but the black interior scared him first.

His eyes grew big.

When he turned the other side and saw Tobias sitting and Jude standing, his fear disappeared, replaced by pride.

“You?” He pointed at Jude. “You’re the dickhead who walked past my table at the bar! I bet you dropped something in my drink!”

Jude stayed silent.

Loaner Boss eyes moved to the second person in the room—Tobias.

His eyes thinned. “You? The Priest?”

“Oh,” Tobias looked at Jude. “J, he recognizes me.” He grinned.

“You are the Priest!?” Loaner Boss raised his voice, standing. “You’re the bastard behind this debtor? You’re—”

In a turn of events, Tobias took the gold-colour pistol from Jude and sent a shot, straight to Boss’s leg.

“Fû…ck!!! Aggghh!!!!!” His scream made the Rectory heat up, mouth wide as he went back down, holding his leg that’s already bleeding.

“Learn to talk modestly in front of your elders,” Tobias said casually. “Call me a bastard one more time, and you’ll bath with your own blood.” He shrugged.

“Y…ou….” Loaner Boss groaned, hands clasping around his leg as he looked up, looking terrified. “You’re…. you’re not a Priest.”

“Aren’t I, J?” Tobias faced Jude.

“You are, Father.” Jude mumbled.

Tobias faced Loaner Boss again. “Heard that? So shut the fûck up and enjoy your upcoming death.”

“What!” Loaner Boss gasped.

“Strip him,” Tobias relaxed.

“What! No…no no….no….no!!!” The man’s desperate screams fell off as Jude’s hands held him down fast.

Loaner Boss struggled, but it didn’t pay, cos his shot leg drained him already. His clothes left his body, and Jude threw the clothes to a side.

Grimm came out as if called.

He took the clothes between his teeth and began tearing them up.

He peed on the pieces too.

“It’s raining heavily outside right now, J.” Tobias looked up. “Get a chain around his neck like a leash and drag him to the last mountain behind the Church property. Tie him to the mountain and let the rain eat him up till tommorow morning. By tomorrow, I hope someone breaks my mood. I have to be in a foul mood before killing this ass.”

Jude obeyed, wanting to drag the Loaner Boss, but his shot leg kept him down.

He couldn’t follow.

“Get the f+k up, and walk!” Tobias spat at his face.

He dragged himself up, and Jude took over, pulling him out.

“Please don’t take me to the mountains! Please don’t take me!” He began begging. “No, please! I can return half the money you gave to me and I can forget about you! Please don’t trap me in the rain!!!!”

His pleas clashed with the walls till the door closed after him and Jude.

Tobias decided it was time to go see the second body at the old garage, so he moved and stepped out.

Walk to the garage was few minutes, and throughout those few minutes, his c+k stayed stretched. He has been hard since he f+ked her mouth. It’s not fuckin normal.

Does his impatient c+k want to be inside her mouth again? Or inside her p+sy this time?

Maybe inside her ar+eh0le.

He’ll wait and see.

Getting to the old garage, he flipped the trampoline away from the truck, and numerous black roses fell on him, wilted and withered.

The roses rotted, but the dead body didn’t rot. His cult must have used preservatives to make the carving permanent before sending it.

He rolled the body down from the truck with a metal and received it at his feet, scanning the back briefly.

The carving read; You’ve always been, and will always be a Odd.

“They sent a carved body for this?” Tobias let his voice out, staring at the body with a sigh.

As simple as it might look, he likes it. He’ll always be a sucker for this.

Tommorow morning, he’ll have it sent to the Memorial Estates.

Uncle Will is definitely gonna come see him this time.

Tobias stood there, staring.

Behind the garage, Nun Ruth stood like a wall gecko, making sure her figure stayed gummed to the wall so she won’t be noticed.

From there, she watched him.

She watched the insane man she has always loved and craved.

The man she’s falling harder for.

And inside the garage—under a jalopy car, Nun Estelle lay, watching him from there.

“Why does he look so good with that dead body? Wish I had a phone to capture this moment.”

Tobias ticked his head back, feeling a nipping sensation of being watched.

He knows about the two dumb females watching him, but this sensation he’s feeling?

It’s different from their eyes.

Someone’s watching him.

Someone from the shadows.

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