>>20865609Lexi gasps awake, to find herself sitting on the edge of a table, wearing nothing but the pentagram necklace. She rises to her feet. She wasn’t sure just how much time had passed, but it was clear The Foremother had accepted her gift as she had hoped. The state of the man, who lies unmoving on table, stark naked with his mouth open in a frozen expression of intense bliss was proof of that.
Lexi grabs her bra and panties, putting them back on. Her dress however, lies on the floor a few yards away, visibly torn. Lexi smiles. One ruined outfit was a small price to pay for one of the greatest honours that The Foremother could bestow upon those of her bloodline - the opportunity, albeit brief, to be used as her vessel.
Tonight, Lexi would face Kanako Leichenburg, the woman who pummelled her face into a bloodied, swollen mess. Victory would serve as redemption, a cleansing of the most repugnant scars of all, the scars of shame.
But defeat to that woman? As far as Lexi was concerned, it would mean a failure to punish Kanako for the disrespect inflicted upon herself, and by extension The Foremother. She would never again be worthy of being possessed by her. She’d remain unworthy of being looked at and admired as she had been for much of her life. Yes, a denial of something she so enjoyed would be a fitting punishment indeed.
As Lexi is about to leave the room, she glances up at a security camera. “I hope you enjoyed the show, Cassie. If you had any doubts about everything I’ve told you about our family and who we are, I’m sure what you saw after I offered myself to The Foremother will have ended that.” She grins, then leaves, closing the door behind her.
