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Barters N Garters Library Chapter Ten Let down your guard “You’re a wretched man, Brother.” “Why would you say a wicked thing like that, my Sister?” Eros asked in a dark calm voice.
Callestah lived in this bleak world a long time and in doing so she became older and wiser in mind
if not body. Still, being so young in body, she had no first hand knowledge of the things he’d
done to the woman, her namesake, who lived top side with the heroic Danny.
Perhaps she surmised things here and there or maybe Aphrodite told her things, certainly she’d done her best to make it known the little girl was off limits to him. The Lady of Love was gone now and he’d much rather get his hands on her before Kanan as opposed to after. In his mind, the coming events were an inevitability and there as nothing which could be done to stop them. The Jackson twins were going to die and never bother him again and if Psyche gave him any shit she could join them. “I only wish to protect you.” “Somehow, my Brother, I do not believe you.” Eros sighed deeply….longingly. “Soon you will.” Passing by the window without taking any further time to listen only one word went through David’s mind; Slimeball. Seeing Danny off across him from him on the diagonal David raised his hand and watched his own brother acknowledge him. Danny motioned downward with the flat of his hand and David crouched down into the bushes out of what would be Eros’ immediate line of sight. Adrenaline coursing through his veins and his blood pumping his courage up to double-time, Daniel, walked out of the line of tree. “Hey! Asshole!” He shouted and drew in a harsh spearminty breath. “I’m waiting, you know I’m here. Been a long time, let’s finish this.” “Time’s up, my Brother.” Callestah said with a weary sigh. “Now we shall see who is right.” “Make yourself comfortable, my dear sweet Sister, this won’t take long.” Rising on long brown coltish legs he ruffled his wings and the hair at the top of her head. “Don’t go running off now, little one.” Golden wings at his back and taking long strides across the small hut Eros poked his head through the door. “Nice to see you again, Jackson.” “Yeah, you too.” Daniel returned. “Come on out.” “Where’s your moron brother?” David made an angry face and crouch a little lower in the brush. “Werewolf got him. He was stuck in that pit, I couldn’t get him out.” Daniel explained hastily. “Hum, and what have you got there? Behind your back?” Walking down the first step and taking a cautious glance around the loin cloth flapped upward revealing a hefty set of balls and well-toned thighs. “Brought me a little gift, have you?” “Callestah, you in there?” Daniel called past Eros. There was no response. “Go on answer the man.” Eros demanded without taking his eyes from Daniel’s stare. “I’m in here, Danny. He hasn’t hurt me.” Callestah scrambled to her feet and then to the doorway. “Get back in there!” Eros hissed over his shoulder and she scampered away again. “You saw her, she’s fine. Now, what have you got?” “Nothing,” Daniel said showing his hands and holding them up. Eros wasn’t born last night it was a lame trick, whatever Jackson had he tucked into his waistband while Eros chided Callestah. He ventured another step down anyway, any man this stupid deserved to have his plan blow up in his face. In the most audacious display of ego Eros had ever seen, Daniel Jackson smiled coldly and dared him to come further with a wave of his hand. “What does she see in you, Jackson?” Eros asked. Daniel didn’t answer him instead he just kept taunting him with those motioning fingers. “You’re not very bright.” One quick step, his wings spread out behind him and Eros took flight as he rushed Daniel. David rose quickly. Whoop….whooop…..whooop……the lasso turned in a solid circle and David let it
fly hooking Eros’ ankles and bringing the flying man crashing to the ground. From that point on
it was pretty much a free-for-all for a good while. David ran in at one end and Daniel charged
from the other. Daniel who was closer planted a hard boot in Eros' jaw when the man tried to
struggle to his bound feet, falling down once more, David grabbed his hands and tied them
behind his back as though he were riding in the local rodeo—which he had done 8 years in a
row (Ok, so it was a Prison Rodeo, so what?) when he was much younger than he was today. Big golden wings flapped wildly kicking up dust,
pebbles and other debris into their eyes, noses and mouths as Eros howled in protest at the
treatment. He was able to bring his body up in the air with the power of those muscular
wings but without his limbs he could not steer his body, with David holding the other end of the
rope Eros looked like some distorted kite that he was trying to get off the ground.
The God of Love was strong and agile he fought valiantly to be free of the bonds restraining him. “I kain’t hold him forever, Danny.” Off to the right, not too far, was a good sized tree. If he could tie his end of the rope around it….. “Danny!” Little Callestah ran out of the thatched hut toward them. “Go back!” Daniel demanded. “Wait until I come get you!” Eros fluttered upward, the rope in David’s strained, and Daniel kicked the winged man in the face once. Deflated and temporarily out of right, David pulled on his end of the rope dragging Eros through the dirt and tying him to the tree. “Get inside!” Hesitation set in. Danny and his brother were going to kill Eros, that was clear and he didn’t want her to watch and that much was also clear. That didn’t stop her from wanting to. She dashed back into the hut and pried some of the thatching apart to gain a view. “I gotta say, I didn’t think it would work.” David said in amazement as he finished tying the knot and walked away from the still struggling man. “Me either.” Daniel pulled the bottle of lighter fluid from behind his back and the Zippo lighter from his pocket. Earlier he’d torn off a piece of his shirt and soaked it with the fluid then stuck it in the top of the bottle. Being plastic it wasn’t as good as your traditional Molotov Cocktail but, if he’d had to throw it, it certainly would have done the trick. Eros wings beat against the ground and raising a cloud of thick dust. Standing over him was more satisfying than Daniel would ever wish to admit to later on. No later, throughout the remainder of his long life, when he though of this moment he would not remember the gratification and the vindication which raced through him at watching the Beloved Brother of his Wife thrash about on the ground in this rather undignified way, a fish out of water, so to say. “You killed my Son.” Daniel whispered from somewhere far away and knelt down beside the struggling man. “You raped my Wife, your Sister, repeatedly and you did it while she miscarried…..didn’t you?” He plucked the piece of wet material from the top of the bottle and swabbed it over the bronze skinned God. “I know you did. Did you like it? Did you smile? She said you did and that you laughed. Is that right?” Rising to his feet he tipped the bottle upside down and dowsed Eros with lighter fluid. That loin cloth flapped up and down with his writhing revealing the tool with which he’d tormented Calla. Not yet. No, not just yet. Something shiny glistened on David’s belt and Daniel grabbed the open Swiss Army knife. “Got something for ya.” David, who’d done little more than stand there with his mouth hanging open these last few moments while he watched a man he thought was his brother get lost in the heat. This place had that effect on people; it could make a stone-cold killer out of the most docile of creatures. “Danny?” Burning the man alive was one thing but….”Danny?” For a few seconds David beheld a sight he prayed never to see again; Danny’s hand holding onto
another man’s penis. If that weren’t bad enough, the God of Love’s rather thin yet ample tool
began to stiffen with Danny’s touch. “Danny!” The sound of David’s voice cut through the burning haze in his mind and Daniel let go of Eros.
“Fine, keep it.” Lowering his hand he flicked open the lighter. “NO!” Screamed a wild voice from behind them. A flash of red ringlets rushed them and before
either of them knew what was happening or could stop it, Callestah grabbed the small sharp knife
from Daniel’s hand and leapt upon her Brother with the primal cry of a banshee. Grasping his
penis as though it were nothing more than the neck of a chicken she were about to kill she pulled
it straight up and lashed out with the blade. Eros let out a scream that sent the things in the trees scurrying for safety with a harsh rustle.
In one last perverted orgasam, Ichor spurted up from and then over down place where his cock had been.
It spilled over her
tiny steady hands and she smiled down at him as he tried to scream again but something blocked him…….he couldn’t breath and started choking. The detached penis in gripped tightly in the little girls’ hand somehow found its way into Eros’ mouth and then stuffed down his slender bronze throat. “They should have sent you to Tartarus. Now I’ll send you to Oblivion.” In agony, bleeding, hogtied and completely helpless, all Eros could do was watch as the little red haired girl with the wild green eyes came in close, her lips peeled back to reveal something resembling a smile but was more like a snarl. The sharp blade of the small knife in her small hand slid across the tender flesh of his neck parting it in two as river of Ichor poured forth. “You started it, you and that bitch of yours. Now its over. They’re going to take me where I belong, to him and you’re going to hell. I win.” Callestah did not move from her place on his chest nor take her eyes from him until the light there in those golden orbs faded from view for all eternity. Breathing hard and reeling from the battle and stunned by spectacle little Callestah put on the brothers looked at each other it was David who broke the silence. “Told ya she was spooky.” “Uh-ah.” “No, I’m not.” The little girl protested wiping her Ichor stained hands on the white toga. “Oh Danny!” Her hands semi-clean she practically flew into his arms. “I knew you’d come. I just knew it.” “Yeah he’s a real Knight in Shinin’ Arma.” David cracked looking down at the cooling body of the little Valentine envoy. “You too.” She held a small hand out to him and David took it. “Thank you, both of you.” Waiting for the stunning effects of the moment to wear off Daniel just stood there with the little girl who was not a little girl at all pressed tightly against him and gazing at the man who’d caused so much trouble. “How many times do I have to kill him before he stays dead?” Although he tried not to, David couldn’t help but take a little bit of offense at his brother’s question. Indeed, Daniel had killed him once already as well. “Burn him.” Callestah kissed his cheek and wiggled out of his arms to settle on the ground. “That’s what you were going to do, isn’t it?” She asked taking note of the items which had fallen to the ground from his hands. “Finish it. Burn him to ash.” The little girl demanded with all the authority of a Queen. “Do it.” David agreed. “Why not?” He mumbled shaking his head. “He’s already soaked in it.” Daniel picked up the open Zippo and rolled the flint. A little flame sprang to life. “Ashes to ashes, you and Hartley can keep each other company in Oblivion.” He tossed the lighter on to the golden pair of wings and discovered he had been right they did burn just as easily as fur. With no fuss or fanfare befitting a God but rather with only the help of the lighter fluid it wasn’t long before Eros’ body was engulfed in flames. End Of Chapter Ten Of This story and all stories in the Barters N Garters Library are copyrighted to Lisa Beth Darling these stories
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Back Into Hell
by
Moon Mistress
a/k/a
Lisa Beth Darling
Honey
just about the time you’re thinkin’ it's alright
Break-down
take down
you're busted
Shakedown—Theme to “Beverly Hills Cop II”
Bob Seger
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