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Many years have passed since showing Camilla that video of Sabine masturbating in her classroom. Things are now drastically different. You abandoned Satanism and converted to Christianity, and now play the role of a loving mother and wife. Camilla’s husband’s brother is a practical man; all he wanted was a beautiful, loyal wife whom could represent him honorably in social situations and satisfy his lust at night. The vast age difference between the two of you didn’t bother him at all, you fulfilled all his standards and that’s all that matters.       

Your life pretty much centers around him and the kids now, being the grease in the family wheel so to say. You take your five daughters and three sons to church every Sunday and become a wildcat for your husband at nights. He is blond and blue eyed just like you are so all your children gets to keep that beautiful baby blond hair and blue eyes. 

Things also worked out for your mother Anna. She was at first resistant to the idea of marrying the brother of her daughters husband. But just as Camilla had said she changed her mind. Anna saw how happy you and Barry were, marring him had caused a totally 180 degrees shift in your personality. If she wanted in on this family joy, all she had to do was marrying Barry’s brother, the family joy she had craved for to share with you for such a long time. Anna wasn’t about to let a few social taboos get in her way of ultimate happiness. The marriage took place just one month after you married Barry.  


  
Camilla's dream was fulfilled; she now managed three families as the head matriarch. Under her leadership your three families lived as a tight knitted community. Visiting each other daily virtually erased any privacy lines and made it feel as if you all were living under the same roof. You all lived next to each other, in a safe Christian suburban. Her voice was law but she wielded it in such a way that her authoritarian powers were unnoticeable. No one ever protested her guidelines on how to form a perfect community, except once. After your mothers wedding with Barry’s brother she immediately became pregnant and gave birth to your first sister nine months later. But a week after Barry’s brother came complaining to Camilla. Anna didn’t want another baby with him, told him she was too old despite being only 36. The next day Camilla invited Anna over. Anna stayed inside Camilla’s house the entire day. You never told your mother what Camilla did to Sabine; she could never have known what was coming. The next day Anna wholeheartedly agreed with her husband that having another baby was a must. Thus nine months later your first brother was born. Your mother would give birth to four other children without a word of protest. But she never could never stare Camilla in the eyes ever again.       


What about Sabine? She stuck around, living alone just a few blocks away and still working as an art teacher. Although her art became a lot more conventional and safe after that time in the art classroom. Her life to pretty much revolves around serving Camilla’s extended family. Camilla knew that absolute harmony is impossible and that frustrations would creep into the men’s life no matter how perfect their wife’s were. So whenever that frustration would appear, Sabine would be there to extinguish it. Her body is available around the clock for any kind of frustration that might appear. One recent development involves your younger brother, Anna’s second child. On his fifteenth birthday Camilla took him to see Sabine. He walked out of there beaming with confidence. Your own eldest son John will be fifteen in just under two months, you wonder if Camilla will come for him too…   
    
And what of the cult? Why didn’t they put a stop to all this, break into your home and kill you before this new life even could have started? From what you can gather something went wrong during the ceremony, their headquarters burnt down the same night that the ceremony was to take place. There are scattered survivors, you run into them from time to time on the streets. But they are weak now, not worthy of spending time with a respectable mother like you. 


There is just one wrong element left in your life, one whom you so far have managed to keep hidden from Camilla’s watchful gaze. You have an incredibly beautiful daughter named Ingrid whom looks like a mirror image of you at her age. She is fifteen and her bust is growing nicely, already a C-cup. A couple of nights ago you were awoken in the middle of the night by an unknown sound. As you left your husband’s side in bed you walked over to a window and saw that the sound came from Ingrid climbing out her window. She didn’t notice you watching her as she slipped away in the night. Nor did she notice you the following nights as you stayed awake and watched her. Your eldest daughter is your mirror image indeed, fifteen was the age you also began climbing out the window to explore your sexual lust. 




The End.      

[[Category: The Devil's Daughter]]
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