The Hallowed Land Experience

Into the Hallowed Land

 
The Hallowed Land Experience's parking lot was filled with cars, vans, and buses.

"The VIPs will probably get in through a rear entrance. We'll have to head in through the front though." Liander said while adjusting the strap on his bag of supplies and steering Kiri towards the ticket booth.

Waiting in line Liander's mind and eyes began to wander over his scantily clad companion. His hand casually slipped from Kiri's shoulder, down her back and came to rest on her ass.

He squeezed it firmly and whispered. "This is your show, baby. Just remember to focus on the men Kendra said and make sure I can get it on film." Liander nipped lightly at Kiri's earlobe. "Oh, and see if you can hang on to this outfit. When we're done with all this, you can dance for me."

“Mmmm.”, Kiri said putting her hand over Liander’s cock. “You’re making me so horny.”

Liander just laughed. Making Kiri horny was like making a fish wet.

The sound of a speaker crackling and the clerk calling out "Next" brought Liander back down to earth and away from thoughts of Kiri's soft skin. He slid his credit card to the teller and bought a pair of tickets. Soon the two demons were inside the Hallowed Land Experience.

The area immediately inside the entrance was meant to be a replica of an open air market in Jerusalem during the biblical era. To many of the slacked jaw people there it was probably rather impressive but to Liander it just seemed terribly tacky. Liander was about to voice his disdain when he discovered that his arm was embracing only empty air. Kiri had slipped away from him and was now sliding, spinning, and gyrating her way around the market. Liander grinned and pulled the camera from his bag.

"I suppose we can spare a few minutes.", Liander conceded.

The crowd in the marketplace began to buzz as Kiri continued her carnal ministrations. It was too much for some of the more uptight visitors who left in a huff. Liander chuckled and snapped pictures of Kiri tantalizing the husbands and fathers. The pictures all tended to turn out the same, Kiri with her arms in the air and her body in an awkward and provocative pose, the husbands with a silly grin on their face and their eyes staring down at Kiri’s chest, and the wives’ faces contorted with jealousy and rage. Liander knew that many of the husbands would be sleeping on the couch for days afterwards. Sometimes doing the devil’s work was so easy and so much fun.

Liander looked out the main gate and saw a few limousines pass by. The VIPs were arriving. He took Kiri’s hand to pull her away and soon found his arm wrapped around her with her eyes staring into his and her hip rubbing up against his thigh. The look in her eyes said “I want you now”. Well, not that that was any different than normal, but this now was more of a this moment kind of now, the kind of now that made Liander consider blowing the mission. Liander grimaced inside and gave Kiri a "later" kind of look.

“Let’s dance our way to the Shafar auditorium.”, Liander advised.

Kiri draped her veils over his head, blew him a kiss, and then headed out into the park. The walk seemed to take forever. Kiri was dancing and writhing in front of every male she came across no matter how young or old they were. Liander watched as one young man seemed to go into puberty right before his eyes. He laughed silently as Kiri approached an older man with a walker. After watching Kiri for a moment the man stood bolt upright and then fell over backwards. His family freaked out and three of them simultaneously began calling 911 on their cell phones. Liander grabbed Kiri by the arm and pulled her away, not letting go until they reached their destination.

“All this dancing is really turning me on.”, Kiri whispered, “I wanna do everyone in the park.”

Liander wondered for a moment if she could actually do that. “We don’t have time for that now.”, he said sternly.

“But everyone here is so sexually frustrated.”, Kiri said pouting.

“So am I.”, Liander thought to himself as they entered the hall containing the Jerusalem Model.

The far end the Shafar auditorium was roped off to the tourists. Liander ushered Kiri towards it, stopping in front of a stony faced security guard dressed like a roman soldier.

“We’re here for the party.”, Liander explained, “She’s tonight’s entertainment and I’m a reporter from the Christian Sci-fi Monitor.”

“No reporters allowed inside.”, the guard said frowning.

Liander turned on the charm. He wondered which tactic to try. He could work on the guard’s ego, or fast talk him, or play the “there must be some mistake” game. He picked the “I’m a fellow Christian” ploy and began to work on the guard, but the guard was tough. His expression barely changed as Liander talked.

“She goes in. You stay out.”, the guard insisted.

Liander felt a wave of panic. This guy was either an angel or an angelic minion. He pulled Kiri to the side and started to think of a plan. Then he noticed the guard letting one of the waiters through the ropes and into the auditorium. He got an idea.

“Do you think that you can get me that man’s clothes?”, Liander asked.

Kiri just smiled.
 

There were two waitresses sitting in the employee lounge talking as Kiri entered.

“He is like, soooo hot.”, the first one said. “Do you know if he’s seeing anyone.”

“I heard that he was gay.”, the second one replied non-chalantly.

“No!”, the first one said covering her mouth.

“Aren’t all the good ones like that?”, the second one lamented.

Kiri’s eyes lit up. “Who?”, she asked.

As if on cue the door opened and a handsome young man popped his head inside.

“C’mon girls. Are you going to be on break all day?”, he said in an annoyed but charming way.

He closed the door and the first woman spoke up again, “There is no way that he’s gay.”

“I can find out.”, Kiri said smiling.

Both women turned towards Kiri. They gave her a look like she was from another planet. Kiri started moving her hips.

“I bet that I can have him standing here naked in ten minutes.”, Kiri added, jingling her finger cymbals.

The women continued to stare at her. Finally the second one spoke up.

“You’re on. Forty dollars?”, she asked.

“Ummm. Nah. A favor. You’ll owe me.”, Kiri said grinning. The woman nodded. Kiri felt the click of a geas forming.

Again, as if on cue the handsome young man poked his head in the doorway. Before he could say anything Kiri curled her finger at him and began her seductive dance. He took one look into her eyes and he was lost. The young man looked around behind him and then quietly stepped into the room and closed the door. The two waitresses watched, not believing their eyes, as Kiri danced slowly and erotically about the young man. The young man stood quietly as if in a trance. Kiri moved all around him, showering him with her veils and wiggling her body ever so close to him, but stopping just short of touching him. The first waitress pointed down towards the young man’s bulging crotch and the second one frowned.

“Take off you shirt.”, Kiri whispered in the young man’s ear.

The young man did so, eager to please the exotic woman before him. Kiri snatched away his shirt, rubbed it over her body, held it up to her nose, breathed in deeply, and then flung it away. The young man watched his shirt go places that he wanted his hands to go. His heart was pounding.

“Now take off your pants.”, Kiri whispered in his other ear.

The young man hesitated. He looked over at the two waitresses staring at him. Then he looked down at Kiri shaking her breasts less than in inch from his bare chest. He couldn’t believe that he was doing what we was about to do. He undid his belt and slid off his trousers. The eyes of all three women opened wide when they looked down at the young man’s briefs. They could barely contain his package. Kiri rubbed the man’s pants over her body just as she did his shirt, lingering over the crotch area before flinging them away. The young man was getting more an more turned on by the minute. Kiri dropped to her knees and motioned with her hands for him to take off his briefs. Her body swayed back and forth and her hand cymbals clanged out a seductive rhythm. The young man hesitated again and bit his lip. The second waitress crossed her fingers. The first waitress stared smiling at the young man’s body. All sorts of thought were going through the young man’s mind and all of them were sinful. Kiri motioned again and the young man gave in. Off came the briefs. The second waitress cursed quietly under her breath.

Kiri picked up the young man’s briefs and rubbed them down her face and over her breasts before tossing them aside. Kneeling before him she moved her breasts within inches of his throbbing cock and began to quiver as if she was going into an epileptic fit. Her finger cymbals clanged quicker and quicker, building to crescendo. The young man looked down at Kiri’s breasts shaking, almost vibrating, below his pulsing erection. It was too much for him to handle. His face went flush. He lost control. He gasped as he spurted cum all over Kiri’s chest. His body jerked and he let out a moan. The two waitresses couldn’t believe their eyes. Kiri just giggled. When the young man stopped cumming he was overcome with embarrassment and shame. He completely forgot about his clothes and turned and bolted out the door and out of the auditorium.

“Umm, could either of you pass me a towel?”, Kiri said with a smile.
 

Liander watched with astonishment as a naked man came running out of the auditorium towards the ropes. The guard turned and grabbed the man before he could get away.

“Hey! How did you get out?”, the guard grumbled. “Humph. Back to the dungeon with you.”

The guard dragged the young man kicking and screaming through the auditorium doors. Liander wasted no time taking advantage of the situation, slipping beneath the ropes and into the auditorium. He spotted a pair of bewildered waitresses leaving the employee lounge and headed that way. Inside, he found Kiri wiping the last of the young man's semen from her chest.

"Well that didn't take long.", Liander said laughing.

“I didn’t even lay a finger on him.”, Kiri frowned. “Maybe next time.”

Liander ran a finger across Kiri's cheek and down her neck to scoop up a pearly bead from her shoulder that had escaped her notice. Placing his finger against her lips, Liander looked deeply into her eyes. "You missed a spot." Without saying a word or breaking eye contact Kiri's mouth enveloped Liander's finger. Her sucking and licking caused a bulge to form in his own pants. He pulled his finger from her mouth and whispered, "When we get home, I'm going to make you scream."

Kiri’s eyes grew bigger. There was only one thought on her mind and it wasn’t going to wait until they got home. The sounds of people filling the auditorium flowed down the hall. Liander sighed and quickly changed into the waiter's uniform. He picked up the young man's shorts and raised an eyebrow at Kiri.

"You know, I didn't actually need these." He tossed the boxers over his shoulder and wrapped his arms around her. "But then, I don't suppose anyone does around you.”

Kiri didn’t answer. Liander wrapped his arms around her and was leaning in to kiss her when his eyes grew wide. Standing at the door was a large, well muscled man of apparently Hawaiian descent. The man folded his arms across his chest, leaned against the door frame and just watched the two demons. Liander slowly placed himself between Kiri and the man. It was another impulse that he would later be unable to explain. Liander knew that Kiri would have a far greater chance of surviving the threat the newcomer represented than he.

Liander swallowed hard and was the first to break the silence. "Hello Tyraeth."

Old memories washed over Liander. Before his fall, the then angel of destiny had been close friends with a seraph of fire known as Tyraeth. As an agent of the Archangel Gabriel, Tyraeth was charged with using his ability to unerringly separate lies from truth to hunt down and punish the cruel. He was specifically assigned to seek out those who profitted knowingly from other's suffering, or who lied to themselves about the depths of their own depravity. Under those gentle eyes that held behind them the flames of divine truth and retribution, Liander suddenly felt very small, very alone, and very afraid.

"Hello Liander. It has been a quite a long time." Tyraeth took two steps towards the pair of demons. Liander took two steps back, keeping Kiri behind him. The angel held up his hands. "I'm not here for either of you. As a matter of fact, we're supposed to be working together."

Liander's incredulity was obvious but he knew that the angel spoke the truth, seraphim weren't capable of anything else.

Tyraeth continued, "You mean, Kendra didn't mention it? I don't suppose I should have expected that much from her."

Liander glanced back over his shoulder at Kiri. "Did you know anything about this?"

“Umm...”, Kiri stared up at the ceiling deep in thought, which for her wasn’t very deep. “John wants to put his cock in a black man’s ass.”

Then she frowned, “No, that’s not right.” Kiri wracked her brains and tried again, “John’s ass wants a black male’s cock.” She smiled, then frowned again, “No...”

Tyraeth spoke up, “John Ashcraft wants to blackmail them.”

“That’s it!”, Kiri exclaimed, pointing a finger at the angel.

Liander’s head started to spin. The politics of heaven and hell were confusing enough. Now they were being mixed in with the politics on earth in a way that didn’t seem to make any sense at all. Working with an angel on the side of a right wing zealot against Christian fanatics was something he wasn’t sure that he could deal with. His mind was filled with questions.

“Why...?”, was all that Liander could say.

“The president is using the War on Terror as a cover to seize control of Middle Eastern oil. The Religious Reich wants to turn it into a holy war against Islam.”, Tyraeth explained. “The president needs their support, but he also needs a way to stop them from railing against Islam and turning the entire Muslim world against him. So he told Ashcraft to gather secrets about the leaders of the Religious Reich so that he can blackmail them into silent support.”

Liander was catching on. “And Gabriel wants to save Islam and stop World War Three.”

“Exactly.”, Tyraeth answered. “You’re here to get incriminating pictures. When the VIPs are done with the conference they’ll have a private dinner and then they’ll all go down into the dungeon to...”

Tyraeth stopped. Just thinking about what the leaders of the Religious Reich did down there made his blood boil. No angel could ever just stand by watching such a thing let alone take pictures of it. The idea of allowing it to happen at all was filling him with an horrible feeling of helpless rage. Only the thought that he was doing it for the greater good was keeping him from bringing divine punishment down upon the Christian hypocrites.

“And Kendra wants to be the new supplier of victims.”, Liander thought to himself. Finally it was all starting to make sense. Both Ashcraft and Kendra were going to blackmail the Religious Reich. His head was spinning a little slower now.

“You’ll need to distract the guards. I assume that’s why she’s here.”, Tyraeth pointed at Kiri. “Most of them are soldiers, but a few are angels. I’m here to help you deal with them. But we have to be careful. If any of them find out that demons are here we’ll miss our chance.”

Tyraeth fixed a stare on Liander that seemed to bore into his soul, “They cannot find out that I am working with you. If you’re discovered I will be forced to deal with you as Gabriel would. Don’t let that happen.”

Liander swallowed hard again. He knew exactly what Tyraeth meant by that, and he knew that Tyraeth wouldn’t hesitate to destroy him.

Tyraeth pointed at Liander, “You are needed in the kitchen.”, then he pointed at Kiri who was sauntering towards him. “You...”

“Distract the guards.”, Kiri said, mouthing the words provocatively. She didn’t take her eyes off those of the large Hawaiian man as she passed by. Tyraeth stared down at her disapprovingly.

“Most importantly the one in the dinning room.”, Tyraeth added with a scowl. “He guards the way to the dungeon.”

As he said the word ‘dungeon’, Kiri flashed her eyes at him, “I could do things to you there that would make you beg me for more.”

Tyraeth’s ability to detect the truth was beginning to work against him. He grunted and opened the door for her but was careful not to touch her.

“Save it for the guards, Lilim.”, he growled quietly.

Liander couldn't help but let his eyes and mind wander over Kiri's form as she left the room. His attention was snapped back when the angel spoke again. "So, this is why you left us? You were a child of Destiny and you gave it up to spend your days with one of Lucifer's whores?"

Liander couldn't meet his former friend's eyes. "No... Yes... There's more to it than that."

Tyraeth folded his arms again. "Really? Then explain." Liander searched for the words to express why he had fallen but they all seemed hollow and lacking. He turned away and tried to change the subject.

"You shouldn't be here. Of all the demons in hell you could have gotten involved with, why in God's name did it have to be Kendra?”, Liander’s voice was filled with anger and fear at the same time. “She knows things, Tyr. She'll watch and wait until she finds the slightest flaw in your Heart. She'll learn what you want and she'll offer it to you. You will do things you never thought you would ever do to get it."

The angel smirked. "I can handle her, Liander. Not all of us are as weak as you were.”

Liander winced as though the words had been a physical blow. Liander walked to the door and smoothed out the waiter's uniform. "Let's get this over with."

The kitchen was a frenzy of activity as chefs and serving staff carried out their duties. There were countless opportunities to put them on the path of Fate, ranging from the disastrous to the merely inconvenient. Liander held back, however, Tyraeth's warning still rang in his ears. The demon could almost feel the baleful lick of flame on his skin. It was with this thought in mind that Liander was startled by a squat man who shoved a cooler into his arms.

"Get to work. The guests will be thirsty." Liander opened the cooler to find bottles of expensive spring water. The irony of the moment was not lost on Liander and he rolled his eyes as he left the kitchen with the case's strap slung around his neck. "Yeah, they'll be thirsty in the afterlife too."

Walking up and down the aisles of the auditorium, Liander passed out the bottles and struggled to behave himself. Liander surveyed the room and thought to himself, "An auditorium full of reasons why this planet should have been fumigated aeons ago."

Liander hoped that whatever presentation was planned wouldn't last long. Men like this loved to hear themselves talk and Liander just wanted to film their perversions and go home. Once more his mind drifted to thoughts of Kiri. He knew that wherever she was, she would definitely be having a good time.
 

Tyraeth was not. He stood outside the auditorium staring at the gathering crowd. Visitors were lining up around the ropes in anticipation of some unknown event. The guard who was supposed to be there to shoo them away was nowhere in sight. Tyraeth grumbled and stepped back inside. He looked around the auditorium. It was nearly full. Liander was there with a few other waiters serving the crowd. Marvin J. Rosenthrall, the president of the Hallowed Land Experience, was busy addressing the crowd. There were supposed to be two guards near him on either side of the stage and two more at the doors at the entrance. But instead there were none.

“September eleventh was a terrible day. A tragic day.”, Marvin said with a bowed head. “But the good Lord has seen fit to give us a blessing as well. The tragedy has set this nation back on the path to righteousness!”

The crowd erupted in applause. Marvin shot a glare across the auditorium at Tyraeth. Tyraeth knew exactly what it meant. He wasn’t doing his job. Tyraeth has chosen his least competent soldiers for the task. Not one of them could spot a demon in a room full of nuns. That would help Kiri and Liander do what they needed to do. And when the guards failed to provide good security he could use it as an excuse to get rid of them. Still, having all of them desert their posts didn’t reflect well on him. There were supposed to fail, not fail miserably.

“For now God’s party has claimed both houses of Congress, and the majority support our agenda.”, Marvin pounded his fist on the podium and the crowd cheered again. “Now, not all Republicans are on board. But between the ones that are and the southern Blue Dog Democrats, Christian morality, righteousness, and family values will once again rule the land.”

There was more cheering from the crowd. Marvin rolled with it. “And the first thing on our agenda is the War on Terror: the great crusade against, Iraq, Iran, and all of fundamentalist Islam.”

Tyraeth walked out of the auditorium in search of his guards.  There was no sign of them in the kitchen, the lounge, or the restrooms. His eyes turned towards the door to the maintenance room. With a shrug he opened the door and looked inside. There they were, all of them, and Kiri too.

Kiri had her legs wrapped one guard’s waist and her arms wrapped around another.  Both were thrusting into her and all three were moaning in pleasure. A third guard was rubbing Kiri’s body all over and sucking at her nipples. The other two were sitting and watching, patiently waiting their turns. The soldiers may have been part of the army of God, but they were still men. And with all of the guards dressed like Roman soldiers the scene looked like some ancient orgy dedicated to the god Bacchus. Without looking up Kiri reached over for Tyraeth’s cock. Tyraeth’s eyes narrowed. He cleared his throat. The guards looked up. Their eyes widened. They dropped what they were doing. Kiri fell to the floor.

Seconds later the only people in the room were Tyraeth and Kiri.

“Hey, you said...”, Kiri began.

“Distract the guard in the dining room.”, Tyraeth said slowly and forcefully. He could barely hide his rage. He was liking the plan less and less. Working with demons was bad enough. Having them cost him his position at the Hallowed Land would be too much.

Kiri put her veils back on slowly and provocatively. Tyraeth watched her for just a moment. Then he turned away and closed the door. Kiri filled him with desire, but not for love, for the opposite. With each passing moment he could tolerate their presence less and less. He wanted this to be over, and them out.