The speeches after the meal were rather interesting and one member of the Royal Family was given a standing ovation after his lengthy diatribe about the state of the world and how the global elite have to implement new modern techniques to regain control of the public psyche. The rise of the internet and independent media had thrown a spanner in the works as the plebs had now grown distrustful of the mainstream media, which they control and they had to introduce more internet censorship and new hate speech laws to combat the rise of undesirable information being available to the masses. The Silicon Valley companies who own all the major social media platforms were all in on this and had agreed with the global elites to assist them in their latest campaign to censor their platforms using advanced algorithms to filter out any prominent independent voices being heard and more importantly repeated by the masses. It was all very organised and every major world government were in cahoots and willing to assist the overall effort with stricter censorship laws and allowing mass immigration from the middle east and Africa to demoralise and destabilise the western nations via terrorists attacks and cultural change, this would distract the indigenous populations’ attention away from the global elites masterplan and far right figures who were on the payroll of the elites would play a key role in winding up the masses into an anti-immigration frenzy. It was all orchestrated with great insight and forward planning to bring about their end goal – a one world government, one world currency and one world military. A high-tech surveillance world police state, which would require total compliance from the masses or they would have their ability to purchase food removed via the world crypto digital currency. The key advantage to not having physical money is the ability to simply cut any dissidents cash flow away if they spoke out against the system and they would starve to death. If not, the militarised police force would simply arrest them for a made up hate crime and they would be thrown into a prison camp to be ‘re-educated’, if they showed the notion to then comply they would be let off but the majority of them would be tortured to death and disposed of. It was a hellish plan but these sick and twisted elites had a disdain for humanity and would stop at nothing to achieve this heinous and wicked plan for the world. Simon and Wallpaper Man were aware of the plan but were not involved at the highest levels but they supported it in spirit and also shared the same contempt for the average person. They viewed them as victims, pawns to be used and abused. It was a superiority complex ingrained into the minds of these types of people. The scary part was that their plan was real and was being rolled out slowly as each year passed. It was only a matter of time before it was fully implemented.
All the guests were invited to the hunt, which was taking place from a high balcony on the rear end of the castle overlooking a vast forest that went as far as the eye could see. They were provided with loaded shotguns and some spare ammunition. The prey was not deer or any other animal, which you would associate with a conventional hunt, it was mostly children which had been kidnapped ranging from the ages of ten upwards, both male and female. The high-level elites were deeply involved in rancid paedophilia activity and ran huge child sex slave rings across the globe. It was the biggest secret in world history that the vast majority of people in society never knew about. It was a really dark and vile world. Simon was into some pretty sick stuff but even guys like him had some morals and would draw the line at the really nasty and vindictive stuff but the royal elite bloodlines and the top banker families went that step further. They were on a whole other level. They used this activity not only for their own sick and demented pleasure, they used it to control high-level government people.
Back in the 1950s being gay or accused of being gay was enough to blackmail anybody into submission but in these modern times that was no longer enough. It had to be a bigger taboo, had to be more shameful so they used child abuse to control the top tier people who were in the public domain, leaders of nations, top media moguls, prominent celebrities with large followings. It was a perfect set up for the elite. To get into these high positions, you had to take part in these bizarre satanic child abuse rituals to become part of the club and be allowed to operate. If you did not wish to comply your career would all of a sudden come to an abrupt end. If you decided to make a noise about it, you would be shamed in the public domain and or sometimes just killed off. They would say it was suicide, drug over dose or some terrible freak car accident. This is why you often hear of well-known singers, actors and the like suddenly dying and these reasons are provided to the public as an explanation. The vast majority are murdered in cold blood for not being cool with this stuff and are then seen as a threat and executed by the paid hands in the intelligence and security services or highly paid ex-mafia or organised crime hitmen who will kill anybody provided the price is right. It’s extremely common. What they do to these children who are mostly from care homes or born into this lifestyle by willing collaborators is quite frankly beyond the pale. It’s much deeper than basic sexual abuse, it’s based on satanic practices and they go to severe lengths to terrify these children into pure submission. Once they are used up, they are often killed or released back into society as mind controlled damaged vassals who end up going on to become abusers themselves. This is why child sex abuse cases are always on the increase because there is a steady supply of future predators being dripped into the mainstream of society. Many of them are programmed then placed into shadow government departments where they become kidnap ring coordinators and end up becoming exactly what they hated. It’s all very creepy underhanded activity.
Wallpaper Man had the shotgun up against his shoulder as he was perched over the edge of the huge balcony alongside the other guests, who were taking shots at the live targets.
He said very loudly, “Keep running little boy – you can run but you cannot hide, peasant!” BANG, BANG, BANG. He let off three shotgun blasts and the poor boy’s body blew into several pieces and blood spattered everywhere, he was only around three hundred or so yards away and the shotgun shells ripped his flesh and bones apart.
Wallpaper Man took a big puff of his cigar and said, “That was a fine fucking shot don’t you agree, Simon old boy? That little rat was zig-zagging his run to try and avoid my torrent of bullets, but you need to be extra quick to avoid the infamous sharpshooter Wallpaper Man!” He gave himself a pat on the back as the other guests laughed at his crude statements. Wallpaper Man was involved deeply with the child kidnapping rings. A victim of abuse himself by his dad and uncles, he was the perfect man to run such a programme, he had zero empathy and ran his black operation kidnap squad like a military unit. He actually enjoyed doing it, it was a like a hobby to him even though the high level elites he supplied with kids paid him handsomely for his work.
This is also the reason he was able to gain lucrative government funded contracts and was made savvy to insider information regarding the stock market and the world economy. He was really dirty and ruthless and his kidnapping team were always the lowest of the low scum. He employed middle-eastern and eastern European mafia thugs who would do anything for money to do the dirty work but he ran the operation with swift precision. Simon was aware of this but always turned a blind eye, he knew Wallpaper Man was a deeply sick individual but never wanted to be involved with it directly like he was but he understood it did go on at the higher levels.
Simon and Wallpaper Man continued hunting the child victims who were being released from the castle dungeon and desperately tried to run to safety but most of them were mowed down by a hail of bullets before they could get away. Sure some of them managed to avoid being shot but there were security guards and big Doberman attack trained dogs all around the perimeter of the castle who would take care of any of the poor kids who made it that far. They would either by shot in the head or ripped to pieces by the aggressive Dobermans who roamed the grounds looking for prey.
After some post hunt refreshments, Wallpaper Man asked Simon if he wished to attend the torture dungeon in the castle with some of the royal f
amily and other elites but he declined and said he was too tired and had a very early flight to catch back to London, the following morning. He promised Wallpaper Man he would join in next time round and told him to make contact with him when he was back in the UK, so they could abuse Katie together as planned.
Wallpaper Man said, “I should be back over there in a few weeks or so, old boy – I would not miss it for the world. Thank you for coming, Simon. I really enjoyed spending some quality bonding time with you again and I look forward to ruining that dumb jock cunt with you soon in our playroom. Safe journey back to Britain, old boy.”
Simon went back to the hotel and left the following morning for his 8 a.m. flight back to London.
Chapter 14
Meanwhile back in London, Simon was getting ready to get Katie into the playroom with him and Wallpaper Man. Katie was more delusional than ever and was under the impression Simon was going to propose to her any day now and they would become a married couple and ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after. Oh how wrong she was!
The two of them were having a chat in the flat she was staying in. “How did you get on in Portugal, darling, was it fun? Bet the weather was better than over here! Was your friend Wallpaper Man happy to see you, sweetie?” Simon nodded his head in agreement.
“Yes it was marvellous, Katie, speaking of Wallpaper Man, I showed him some photographs of you and he is most eager to meet you. I spoke very highly of you, Katie. He should be back over in London in a few weeks. We should have a get together.”
“Yeah of course, darling. Sounds great,” replied Katie.
Simon then got on to the topic of rough S&M sex. Simon and Katie had been having a lot of sex recently and he was quite rough and dominant by nature but he wanted to test the water with her about by taking it a step further.
“Nothing too extreme, darling, just some ropes, gags maybe a bit of whipping, nothing to worry about at all – all good fun. Would you be up for some more kinky fun with me?”
Katie blushed slightly. “It actually makes me quite horny the thought of you doing that stuff to me, babe. You’re a great lover as it stands but I would most definitely be up for doing some kinky and filthy things with you.”
Simon grinned slightly and quickly pulled Katie close to him and said in a very deep and sexy tone, “That’s a good girl.”
Katie’s heart melted, she was so in love with Simon, at this point she would have found it hard not to do anything he requested.
“I have a play dungeon in West London. It’s all kitted out with everything we need to have some real good fun. I’m going to take you there soon and we can experiment with each other. It’s something I always try and make time for. Don’t worry if at any point it becomes too much, we can stop and have a break.” Of course Simon was lying. He had no intentions of having ‘kinky’ sex with Katie in the playroom. He was simply just luring her in so he and Wallpaper Man could have their wicked way with her. Afterwards he was not bothered how this would affect her or what she would do. If she freaked out and ran away fine, if she became more attached and more into him that was also fine. It did not matter to him because as soon he was done with her, he was going to cut her loose regardless, as he had no further requirement of her and would move on to his next target. He never usually bothered with the girls afterwards.
Once Simon had completed his original mission, he usually became very bored of these girls and tossed them to the side of the road like damned dogs with zero empathy, nor a care in the world. Sometimes he kept the girls around but not often and if he did, it was strictly as abuse victims (he called them ‘pain pigs’). He would never take them out again or give them anything other than another vile session in the playroom. He had done this several times before and he was keen to ruin Katie once and for all and ditch her, with the help of his trusty friend, Wallpaper Man of course, who was still currently in Europe dealing with several other business related issues and of course, his other twisted endeavours.
“The guys are starting to get annoyed, boss. They are looking for more money for these new no bid contract jobs you are getting from the Saudis, it’s not as easy anymore with everybody now having smart phones with HD cameras on them, it’s more risky so the guys are looking for a pay increase to match up with the heighted risk factor.”
Wallpaper Man was having a meeting with his head supervisor Ivan, Ivan always called him ‘boss’ and he was a good skivvy for Wallpaper Man. He was the most senior one in Wallpaper Man’s kidnap squad and did a decent job keeping the goons in line. He was trying to negotiate a pay increase for the other men in his crew. It was not going very well, thus far. Wallpaper Man did not like to be asked to pay more money or do any favours. He was a taker – not a giver.
Wallpaper Man was sitting in his main office with Ivan. Ivan was a huge, intimidating figure with a very muscular build and short trimmed, military style hair. He looked like a marine or nightclub bouncer. Him and his squad of around eight thugs would roam the streets day and night and kidnap unsuspecting kids from random streets, play parks, playing fields and school playgrounds. Anywhere at all really, they had no issues just taking a poor kid away forever, to be sold into sex slavery by Wallpaper Man to very rich elites. Sometimes they would be provided with specific targets by Wallpaper Man and they would stalk the kid and the kids’ family and work out their daily routine of all the members so they could decide the best time to snatch the kid undetected. They even grabbed kids from peoples’ very own backyards, while they were taking the trash out to the rubbish bins outside. They were real sick lowlife scum, the type of guys who would sell their own mothers for a quick buck. No empathy, no morals, no sense of decency. They had several successful missions under their belts and made Wallpaper Man very large sums of money over the years.
The meeting continued – Wallpaper Man took a small sip of his scotch and looked Ivan up and down before slamming his fist down on the desk and launching into a frenzied verbal attack. “ALL THESE FUCKING YEARS, I SHOWED YOU AND THE OTHERS NOTHING BUT LOYALITY! AT ANY POINT, I COULD HAVE FUCKING BURNED YOU ALL, HAD YOU ALL LOCKED UP, THROWN TO THE EAGERLY AWAITING WOLVES! YOU WANNA GO DOWN FOR BEING A KIDDY SNATCHER, IVAN? EH? COULD YOU IMAGINE BEING SENT TO PRISON FOR THAT? BIG FUCKING TOUGH GUY!”
Ivan was trying not to flinch, despite his size and build he was scared to death of Wallpaper Man, he knew exactly what the evil, little demon was capable of and he knew for a fact he would not hesitate to dispose of him and have him arrested for his part in the operation in a heartbeat. That’s the thing about this vile and dark activity, once you get involved, it’s very hard to get out of it. The dark controllers know this and make sure everybody involved is dirty and compromised, so they are always of use to people like Wallpaper Man and they can always do the dirty work and ensure the elites have a nice steady supply of kids for their demonic pleasure. It’s extremely organised. If only the public knew about this. If only.
“No disrespect meant, boss, I’m just passing on the message for the other guys. I’m very happy with the payments, sir, I promise.”
Wallpaper Man sat down and had another sip of his fine scotch malt whisky, he composed himself and calmed down a bit then said, “You’re a good boy, Ivan, you know that right? I would never have anybody else from that crew you run in your position, you have the stature, the brains and most importantly the experience to keep running these operations – you’re a key member of my team and I need you to remain focused on the task at hand. The Saudis have a very specific taste and I have some key targets for you to track down and capture over the next few months so I need you to be strong, level headed and make sure we don’t fuck this up because these Saudis pay top dollar and do not take kindly to being let down. I’m going to give you and the guys a pay increase at the end of this year, as I’ve agreed a higher wholesale price with all of our clients. Please relax, son. You’re in good hands.”
Wallpaper Man stood up and walked across his huge desk to Ivan and directed
him to the door while he had his hand around his back in a kind of father and son bonding moment. As they walked toward the door, Wallpaper Man patted Ivan’s back and said, “Thank you, Ivan. I will be in touch soon, try and chill out for now and inform your crew I will increase the fee at the end of the year, it’s only a few months away, but for now the price is fifty thousand per unit.”
“OK sir, thank you for your time, boss, have a great day.”
Ivan left and Wallpaper Man closed the door firmly behind him before making his way to his desk.
Wallpaper man placed his backside on his huge leather seat and took a deep breath and smiled with sick grin. He thought to himself, how dare that pleb even have the audacity to demand more money from me. He is getting too confident. He opened his laptop and contemplated contacting the police chief, who was on his payroll to go and arrest Ivan for his insulting remarks. Wallpaper Man was extremely greedy, very disloyal and he would not think twice about stabbing somebody in the back, if he felt for one second they were not dancing to his tune or playing his game the way he wanted them to. This is why he was so rich and powerful, he had no empathy for people. Even the most subservient loyal minions like Ivan were always at risk of being tossed away, he had done this with several associates over the years. Even his close ally and confidant Simon was not safe and he almost had him killed over an old business deal that went sour on Wallpaper Man’s end, but he decided against it as in the long term it may well have hurt his own interests down the line. He had super human levels of insight and intelligence. His IQ was so high he had to attend a special college in Norway to sit the exam because the online test he had done could not register his score. He was the definition of an evil genius and his lack of morals just added to the sinister nature of his character.
He sparked up a fine Cuban cigar, stood up and walked towards the huge black mirror he had in his office. Black mirrors are extremely uncommon as they don’t give a good reflection due to their colour but evil people like Wallpaper Man had them in every single one of his offices or residences. It was a spiritual mirror that Wallpaper Man believed channelled dark energy from the underworld and gave him more power. Of course, it was all hocus pocus bullshit but these guys don’t always operate within logic. He was very involved in occultist practices and often he would sit alone and do Ouija board rituals and interface with spirits and demons and they gave him information and guided him to make certain decisions. When most people sit alone and think, their thoughts are normally innocent and mild for the most part but when Wallpaper Man does this, he can hear screaming and grotesque spirits calling on him and pushing him to on carry out his demonic activity.
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