Welcome to E. Mayberry

by Chris Genovese

  “Wait,” I said. “No. Please. He’s a good man!”

  “He’s a very good man,” Kendall said. “One of the best. He will be a good sacrifice to the gods.”

  “No, please,” I cried, slobber falling from my mouth onto the grass as I sobbed.

  “Prepare him for the sacrifice,” Kendall said.

  Someone walked up to Bastian and put a potato sack over his head to hide his face. Whatever they had planned, they didn’t want to look him in the eyes when they did it.

  “Sunshine!” Bastian yelled through the sack. “It’s okay. I’m okay. It’ll be okay.”

  Okay…okay…okay…that’s all I hear.

  “This is a good place,” he assured me, his voice muffled through the covering. “Stay here. Do what needs to be done. It’s for the greater good. I love you.”

  I don’t know where the dagger came from, but one of the spotlight’s flashed off the steel blade and then one of the owners, a big hairy man, walked up to Bastian and shoved the blade into his gut. The sound he made as his “I love you” to me was interrupted still haunts me to this day. He was almost through the word “you” when the blade punctured his lung I think, sounding like a sucker punch he’d never recover from.

  My nose ran, tears poured down over my face, and I couldn’t control my breathing. I grabbed someone’s leg to try to keep myself up but it didn’t help. I was devastated. I couldn’t cope. My face hit the ground and I blacked out.

  When I came to, Bastian was already dead, but the owners stood in line, passing the dagger off to each one so the next could stab him somewhere. His chair sat in a pool of blood. I couldn’t even lift my face up off the grass. I could only stare in horror as they continued to shove the dagger into his chest, arms, neck, stomach…wherever they could. But at least he was gone.

  “Sweetie,” Kendall said after she took her turn with the dagger. “Sunshine, you’re an owner now.”

  She handed the blade to Lilly who couldn’t look at me as she stuck the blade into Bastian’s side. She handed the dagger back to Kendall who held the handle out to me.

  “You have to do this,” she said. “It’s part of the process. In order for the sacrifice to work, each owner has to provide blood to the field.”

  I couldn’t. I couldn’t even stand. Then two men were at my arms again, lifting me up and carrying me to his body. Kendall was there waiting for me with the dagger.

  “I know how this must feel,” she said. “I have been in your position before. Trust me. Many of us have. He’s already dead. He can’t feel a thing. You need to do this.”

  Looking down at his lifeless body made me dizzy and before I could prepare, I leaned forward and vomited at Kendall’s feet. She patted my head and I was so tempted to take the dagger and drive it through her neck. But what would that solve?

  “Let it out, sweetie,” Kendall said. “It’s okay. Bastian wants you to do this. He said so himself didn’t you hear him? He told you to do what needed to be done.”

  He had said so.

  “I can’t,” I said. “Please don’t make me do this. I can’t.”

  “You have to,” she said. “I can help you if you want me to.”

  “I can’t…”

  Kendall handed me the dagger and I held it limply in my hand. Bastian’s head was slumped over and his shirt and shorts were covered in blood. The man I’d laughed and danced with all day was there under that red coat of blood.

  The dagger dangled from my fingers and was about to fall out of my hand when Kendall suddenly grabbed my hand in hers, squeezed my fist shut, and forced my hand with the dagger into his chest.

  “No!” I screamed.

  I held onto the dagger, clenching the handle, and threw up again at his side. She pulled the dagger out for me and handed it to Vivi.

  “Somebody take this poor girl home,” she said. “She needs to rest.”

  The last thing I heard before I passed out again was the clicking of all the pets’ cuffs unlocking. They’d been let loose.”

  Chapter 14

  Tension drove on like I’d asked him to. I’d done my best to forget Bastian. Thinking about him throughout this story was brutal. Just like the suffering poor Pasha endured on his knees that day, but like Kendall said, it was to better the community.

  I wished I could tell Tension everything but I simply couldn’t. So I rode next to him in silence until he saw the sign that read “Welcome to E. Mayberry” illuminated in his headlights.

  He slammed on the breaks.

  “What are you doing?” he asked.

  “I told you, I want to show you something.”

  “Here?”

  “Tension,” I said calmly as I put my hand on his thigh. “If you take me through those gates, I promise your whole world will change.”

  He looked at me as if he were under some kind of trance, like I was some vampire succubus who owned his life. I didn’t. It was his decision and I wanted him to make it for himself, a choice I was once given too late. Of course he didn’t know about the Harvest Festival, but no new pet could know about that.

  “You have to know,” I told him. “If you drive through this gate, there’s a chance you will never leave again.”

  “You’ve been lying to me all night,” he said. “You only wanted to bring me here.”

  “No, I told you the truth,” I said. “I just omitted information. You’ve listened intently to me and you know what this life is about. Turn the car around now if you don’t want to be with me. Or drive through the gate if you do.”

  He looked over at me and then stepped slowly on the gas. He wanted me. He wanted to be mine.

  The guard at the gate recognized me right away and waved me in.

  “This place is beautiful,” Tension said.

  “I told you,” I said.

  “That guard, he didn’t seem surprised to see you,” he said.

  “He shouldn’t be,” I said. “I still live here.”

  He drove on silent.

  “What about your other house, where we were earlier?” he asked.

  “That wasn’t my house,” I said.

  “I figured as much. It was too cold and the whiskey bottle hadn’t been opened.”

  “Then why didn’t you say anything.”

  “I’d rather hear your beautiful lies than any ugly truths.”

  “This house,” I said.

  Tension pulled into my driveway.

  “Come inside,” I told him as I climbed out of his truck and went to my front door, which was unlocked as always.

  I went in and turned on the dining room light, making sure most of the house remained dark and mysterious, it was sexier that way. Tension came in shortly after and walked up behind me as I poured us both a glass of whiskey.

  He touched my waist gingerly with both hands and leaned over my shoulder to kiss my cheek.

  “You’re not angry with me?” I asked.

  “I don’t think I could ever be angry with you,” he replied. “But how much of your story was true.”

  “Everything about Erotic Mayberry was true,” I said.

  “So you’re an owner?” he asked. “How?”

  “Remember the Harvest Festival I mentioned earlier? Well, I won the drawing so I became an owner. Now I need a pet. I want you, detective. But now that you’ve heard my story, you know what that means. No more ties to the outside world.”

  I pulled my dress over my head and stripped down completely naked. I turned toward him and sat up on the table so my pussy could press against the cold wooden top. I pulled his shirt off and he took off the rest of his clothes himself. Both naked in the moonlight, I took his cock in my hand and rubbed at it, knowing how turned on he must be at the thought of being my pet now that he knew all the wild things that go on in my neighborhood.

  “What do you think of my offer?” I asked. “You’re alone, always being judged, and you’re a sex addict like me. You can simply disappear. Resign and stay here with me. I saw the way you took ca
re of me tonight at the bar. Do that for me forever. Well, minus the violence. It’s kind of forbidden here. But I want you. Be my pet.”

  He didn’t answer. It was a lot to take in.

  I slid off the table and walked to my kitchen. I brought back the book of HOA Rules and Regulations and sat it down on the table in front of him. Then I handed him a box. He lifted the lid and saw the necklace. It didn’t yet have his name carved into it but I could have that done in a day.

  “I put this on and that’s it?” he asked. “That makes me your pet?”

  “Yes, that’s all.”

  Before he could answer, the tornado siren began to wail. It screamed through the air causing us both to jump.

  “Hurry, come on,” I said. “I told you about that rule.”

  I pulled him over to the back door where I slid open the blinds and smooshed my own tits up against the glass door.

  “Fuck me from behind,” I told him. “It’s one of the rules.”

  I didn’t have to ask him twice. He’d had me already once that night up against the hood of his truck and he seemed eager to have me again. He spread my legs open and put his cock in me. The excitement of waiting for his answer had gotten me aroused and I was so wet he was easily able to enter me. So he did again and again and again.

  “Fuck, I can get used to this,” he said.

  “Me too,” I agreed. “But for now, don’t think. Just fuck me. Show me what it’ll be like if you say yes.”

  He fucked me there at the window until the siren finally stopped and then we went upstairs to finish on my bed, where he asked if we could keep the TV on. He counted off the new viewers as he drove into me and when we were finished, we left the TV on and slept.

  In the morning, he woke me with a cup of coffee. The sun shining through the windows reflected off the necklace around his neck.

  “I see what you mean now,” he said. “I don’t feel like a slave or anything but these things definitely perk you up. I can’t control my cock. Come shower with me.”

  “Detective,” I said.

  “I’m not a detective anymore,” he said. “I loathed that job. I’m here with you now.”

  I wondered if I’d ever be able to love him the way I loved Bastian. For now that didn’t matter. I’d found a pet one month shy of my six month mark. I’d cut it close but now all I needed to do was make Tension realize how wonderful Erotic Mayberry is, at least until the next Harvest Festival.

  “So you’re really ready to do this?” I asked.

  “I am,” he said. “The whole time you told me your story I kept thinking about how great it must be to live here and how nothing you’d said sounded like a downside. I’m like you.”

  “Good,” I said. “Your first class will start tomorrow. Today, you only need to go see Vivi at the community center and go see Addie, the neighborhood doctor, for a medical exam. You know, to make sure you’re clean. I’ll need to too since I slept with you before your exam.

  “I’m clean,” he assured me.

  “I believe you but it’s one of the rules. I didn’t have to when I moved in because I’d come straight from the hospital with…you know…”

  “Speaking of Bastian,” he said, “I can’t help but notice this looks like the house you described. Where is he?”

  I moved closer to him and played with his necklace. His cock nudged my leg. He was indeed a horny fellow.

  “He moved,” I lied. “Turned out he loved me more than I realized. When I accepted ownership, he left. I was the second pet to leave him and I guess it was too much. Owners can sometimes break a contract if the HOA believes they’ll keep their mouth shut. So that’s what he did. Rather than build me a new house, I was given this one.”

  He hugged me.

  “I’m sorry. I know how much you loved him,” he said.

  “I did. But that’s all over now. It’s us now,” I said. “And I was thinking. Once you go through the exam and the classes and you get used to the place, maybe you can be our community sheriff, keep us safe from outsiders. You said you used to love your job before the city made you hate it.”

  Tension’s smile nearly reached his forehead. As I dragged him off to the shower to make love again, I couldn’t help saying, “Welcome to Erotic Mayberry.”

  THE END

  Thank you so much for reading this book. I’ve wanted to write this one for so long and I’m so glad to finally give it to the fans. I hope you liked it.

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  Erotic Mayberry HOA Rules and Regulations

  Be advised, these rules were created by residents of Erotic Mayberry and all rules are subject to change.

  If a rule has been submitted by a resident and doesn’t appear here, it may still be under review by the HOA Management Committee or it may have been declined due to duplicate submissions or for other unspecified reasons.

  This is only a brief sample of the HOA Rules and Regulations governing behavior for all residents living inside the walls of E. Mayberry, also known as Erotic Mayberry.

  Rule #1: Erotic Mayberry is a spiritual awakening intended to enhance the pleasure of all occupants. No violence of any kind will be tolerated. (submitted by Chris G.)

  Rule #2: All owners must attend the weekly HOA meetings. If under the weather or have another valid excuse, a written note must be given to a member of management by the end of the next business day. (submitted by Chris G.)

  Rule #3: Jealousy is strictly forbidden. Sharing is our way of life. To have and to keep is to silently weep. (submitted by Chris G.)

  Rule #4: No pet shall have sexual relations with another pet unless an owner has invited it to happen or it is part of an organized game or event. (submitted by Rachelle J.)

  Rule #5: No pet shall ever come (ejaculate) inside another pet for any reason. This is an honor reserved for owners. The only exception to this rule is when an owner gives his or her permission during sexual play. (submitted by Chris G.)

  Rule #6: All new pets must go through a 4-day mandatory training class where they will be trained on all aspects of pleasing an owner. (submitted by Crystal S.)

  Rule #7: A pet shall never wear panties or underwear after 5pm and never while the owner is home from work. (submitted by Chris G.)

  Rule #8: Pets enrolled in new pet training shall never be late to class and shall show up to each class clean and ready to participate. Being late is a violation of the rules and regulations and will result in negative points. Don’t let it happen. Have respect for your teachers as they will have respect for you. (submitted by Chris G.)

  Rule #9: All new pets will receive a community charge card with a $500 limit. A minimum payment of $100 must be paid on the 1st and 15th of each month. Bad credit will result in negative points and possible removal from the credit system. (submitted by Chris G.)

  Rule #10: No visitors, unless prearranged through the HOA and only necessary vendors or law enforcement, will be allowed access. No family will be permitted. If an owner or a pet would like to visit family outside of the community, that should be organized themselves and pets may only leave the premises when escorted by an owner. Remember, family members should be given no details about what goes on inside our walls. (submitted by Chris G.)

  Rule #11: Shock collars allowed only on Thursdays. Set the RFI to channel 10. (submitted by Ellie M.)

  Rule #12: A mixer is a required event once a month where swinging is mandatory. (submitted by Angel W.)

  Rule #13: At least once per year the neighborhood must hold an annual Pets Parade where pets will be shown off to the community. One pet will be chosen as the parade king or queen and will be given special benefits for the following year
(to end on the day of the next pet parade) as decided by the HOA Management Committee. (submitted by Anne M.)

  Rule #14: Not required, but Mondays are considered Yoga Mondays, and pets will be rewarded double punches on their participation cards. Pets with full cards will receive rewards provided by the HOA Management Committee. Remember, a flexible pet is a happy owner. (submitted by Lin G.)

  Rule #15: Anytime the neighborhood siren goes off, all activities must stop, and the pet must give him or herself willingly to the owner. If at home, both the pet and owner must make their way to the back, sliding glass door where they should fuck with the blinds open. (submitted by Chris G.)