Chapter Forty-Six

Joshua sat with his legs crossed in front of the altar. He was completely certain that this time he was finally feeling the energy crawl up his spine, swirl in his skull, and then plummet downward to swirl again the belly, before going back up the spine.

He concentrated on his anal sphincter, this threshold the passing of which marked each new cycle of the energy flow.

In the periphery of his vision everything acquired a subtle golden hue, and as he concentrated on the ball of energy, which he knew must be hovering five inches from his ‘third eye’, he tried to will himself to jump to the next level.

Ten inches above the skull was the sought for energy vortex, ‘the eighth portal’, which he strove to enter. Then, and only then would he leave the lowly level of Teegeeack.

As he concentrated on the sensations of his sphincter, an image appeared in his mind. A huge buttocks and a tongue, licking and probing at the anus. A tongue and a face.

Not his own, naturally, he was no pervert, it was rather the fresh face of a young girl.

He watched with eyes shut tight as the little tongue slobbered at the impressive anus, loosening it up, until it finally opened and suddenly a whole torrent of shit, like an endless sausage fell into the greedily open mouth of the nameless girl.

Joshua felt his own sausage harden. He smiled with leisurely exasperation, realizing that the magic of meditation was ruined for now. He could leave the arcane realms and return to the issues of everyday reality. There was more than enough time to perfect his sorcerer’s skills.

He was a Chaos Thetan Cluster, just biding his time to blossom. There was no rush.

Still sitting cross-legged he slowly fell on his back, then straightened out his legs and opened his eyes. His thoughts wandered, even the huge buttocks disappeared into the background.

Almost thirty of his customers had gone off-line. Sources told him the sorry wankers were nabbed by the police. There had been no warning of any kind; none of the website’s defense programs even hinted it was breached. Then where did the leak come from?

Perhaps he should close the website down just in case. Yes, this is what he should do.

He rolled over onto his stomach and let his head lie limply on the floor, his right cheek against the soft carpet.

Anyway, even if all the paying porn customers would disappear, the core of the business was with the clients who rented the kids themselves. They were all important people, no driftwood, no unimportant riffraff, no lonely aging perverts, but good solid men, who would never be ensnared by what remained of the police.

Suddenly he felt the rush of anger and his face stiffened as he thought of his invisible opponents. Some petty common morons, trying to get at him no doubt.

“Petty common morons following their petty common morals,” he repeated to himself out loud.

Damn, damn, and double damn these common morals. Like insidious worms they ate away at one’s resolve. He had almost started to believe that he was half a man just because it was sex with the kids that released him into ecstasy.

Well, he proved to the whole world he could be the ultimate master of any adult woman he chose.

Any woman.

Angrily he closed his eyes and returned to the scene of the giant looming buttocks. The young girl swallowed the endless brown shit with desperation, like a drowning man gasping for air.

Girl, he corrected himself sternly, like a drowning girl gasping for air.