breakfast time in thee underground complex near Glastonbury known locally as Amoral Castle :

breakfast time was always a sumptuous and meticulous celebration ov thee previous night's exploration ov thee outer limits ov fixation

MacQueen's loyal staff were all surgically adjusted to be artificially mute , were also all dressed identically their deliciously muscled though very short calves were aesthetically sheathed in wrinkled white silk stockings , held tightly enough at thee top to leave scarlet marks furrowed into thee milky smooth skin on their leg

contrasting with these wanton pale folds were thee reinforced tops tightly suspended by ornate , emerald encrusted garters , straps and buckles that so pleasingly constricted at mid-thigh thee red velvet knickerbockers that a connoisseur might very well swoon

each pair was adorned differently with complex filigree tuckings made from real gold thread , stolen , it was rumored , from thee hive ov a Cretan priestess

spilling like spent semen over every available surface was unsurpassed embroidery , illustrating multiple scenes ov ancient human sacrifices , sinuously framed in a snaking suggestion ov knotted and sharp wire that brought gulps ov lust from even thee most jaded , committed , sensualist

ah, that's thee life ah yes that's thee life ah yes that's thee life

their moonlike bellies { distended by a special diet ov protein whose primary ingredient , according to allegations drawn from thee intoxicated gossips in thee most discreet and fearsome whispers , was said to consist only ov thee youngest , most succulent veal , fed on thee milk ov lactating females whose babies had been stillborn } , these moonlike bellies seemed suggestive ov transparent pubescent buttocks , covered as they were in glistening gossamer thin material from which , once a year, were fashioned thee ritual condoms reserved only for MacQueen and thee Howler , and prepared in darkest secret by thee Demon Ping , Most High Courtier to Amoral and Keeper ov thee PinHole

perhaps , at this time dear listener , it might be deemed more than correct to confirm that pubescent herein refers to biological ripening and is in no way gender specific ah no ! thee protagonists and debauchees ov this fair cave feign no interest in female or male no their appetites are far more sophisticated and all devouring than such base consideration no , these people don't care , they want to eat , to consume , to savor thee corruption for no reason

through thee most modern wonders ov artificial augmentation both genders had three pendulous breasts , their swollen skin left loose enough to sag and droop with an elaborate sensibility ov old age grotesquely attenuated though these doves were , they held thee viewer in awe , immobilized like solidified wax by thee strictest ov brassieres , from within whose discreet latticework sprang slim golden columns that supported silver doves , thee tails and wings ov which disguised thee fatty liquidity ov thee triad ov mounds

at thee back ov each garment was a small , red , satin cushion appearing to bear a royal crown : an exact replica ov thee ancient and priceless titfa worn so proudly on formal state occasions

one press ov this , as MacQueen so rightly declared , and thee entire ensemble would drop away , dragging on thee cobbled floor, leaving thee most peculiar trail ( ed . note : insert 2 seconds ov incomprehensible gibberish here ) only to a slug, on which a sadistic child would scatter table salt , causing it to eventually dissolve

now what this sticky substance was comprised ov we shall probably never know , certainly it was considered an essential ingredient ov some kind for thee Demon Ping had more than a few underlings assigned solely to thee scraping up and preserving ov it this task , which given thee deeply sulfurous stink ov what might be more accurately described as an ulcerous discharge , was less than attractive to any observer , and appeared to carry with it thee highest domestic status imaginable thee elite staff whose lives depended upon it were called thee " jammers " by everyone else despite wearing thee same uniforms as all thee other servants and submissives at Amoral, they could easily be identified by their pungent odor outsiders had long ago nicknamed them " stinkies "


even though they had no idea what or who they were , thee stinkies were trapped here forever by their noxious smell thee world outside assumed that a bad smell meant a lowly occupation , but they knew differently they were proud to reek ov catamenial distress a dedication to thee slime ov suppuration was their calling , their price ov admittance to this network ov chambers and tunnels older than Silsbury itself

as Ping was fond ov reminding them all during thee lulls between thee storms , " tor " was " rot " backwards , so what could anyone expect ?

MacQueen was brooding with a surly pumped-up lower lip

thee Howler , still watery-eyed from waking up earlier than he would have liked , and still dreaming in one part ov his brain, stared without blinking small stains ov dried blood discolored his unbrushed teeth his breath was so rank one would sooner be licked on thee tongue by a corpse-fed street dog in Kathmandu , than sit opposite him and risk thee caress ov his respiration he liked it that way he was blessed no one could look him in thee face no one would even dare desire intimacy

and despite decades ov suitably discreet electrolysis on MacQueen's upper lip it still bristled with grey stubble like world war one barbed wire entanglements a most hirsute miniature paschendale it was easy for thee Howler to imagine thee shredded remains ov scores ov tiny corpses dangling discarded , as they pathetically expired on her sumptuously bruised lip

ambitious sycophants impaled and spiked , strewn dismembered , flaps ov flesh crackling in thee noxious mustard gas wind

what a smile

thee ultimate compliance ov thee stupid and duped to thee greater glory ov thee upper crust was left blowing and billowing on thee ravaged moors , like monday's bleached laundry fluttering forgotten carrion , as each privileged new sexual conquest drew blood by Royal dispensation

" did you ever think ov having coffee instead ov tea ? " asked MacQueen, who had a vile knack ov making an intended pleasantry sound like an interrogation , or even worse , a bullying humiliation bullying humiliation bullying humiliation

thee Howler's penis , perpetually raw and tender from masturbation , twitched in exquisite tension
half flaccid , half erect half flaccid , half erect half flaccid , very erect

" and what might Sir wish to have for beakfast this morning , if I might be so bold , " said Ping in a tone ov superior distaste mingled with supercilious perfection

blessed are thee distinctly alien , for they shall inherit thee earth

half-aware ov thee dawn chorus, thee Howler looked hard and if he looked hard enough and blurred his eyes , thee crumbs ov noble snot secured by thee thicker liphairs became molten lava erupting with indecent force into a smoking battlefield , to capture and preserve forever thee more balletic death throes ov thee dead MacQueen's smile became a museum ov fossilized hunting trophies did that in turn make thee Howler a mere callous foxhound snapping at thee trapped and doomed in their puny foxholes ?

service they called it serving up a meal ov sacrifice for no reason " serving up a meal ov sacrifice for no reason more like , " thought thee Howler

a vicious flicker ov amusement born ov long , long-ago surrendered self-esteem , caused one corner ov his mouth to break thee otherwise immobile texture ov his face he'd given up having hopes and desires ov his own when his family promised him to MacQueen

" and what might Sir like for breakfast , if I might be so bold as to inquire , " said thee ever obsequious Demon Ping , totally without even feigned sincerity

" ahhhm , razor wire , fried eggs , chips , sausages , and fried tomatoes with baked beans , " sighed thee Howler , thee faux pas ov his battle weary reverie fortunately passing unnoticed god was he hungry

" we feel that an english breakfast is more than appropriate "

it was MacQueen speaking , anyone could figure that out without even looking up

MacQueen fixed thee Howler's eyes and held them no wonder he'd learned to mask his thoughts. thee skin on his face remained still , revealing nothing only his eyes and lips ever seemed to move he felt nothing why should he ? he'd worked so hard to feel numb

Barbara , MacQueen's sister , meanwhile , poured charcoal colored cereal into a porcelain bowl thee bowl had intricate patterns in gold around thee rim when you looked closely , they were treponemes intertwined with barbed wire spirals

thee Howler was transfixed he watched with morbid fascination as dozens ov black , swollen corn cadavers tumbled into thee rich tinned cream

" Ping dear, please be a darling and fetch me some fresh strawberries , " sniffled Barbara , " and do hurry man ! "

" certainly ma'am "

Ping made a noise like a roulette wheel as he turned on thee spot and disappeared down a tunnel

breakfast was a sumptuous tradition inside thee morbid caverns and cancerous crevices ov that last hidden bastion ov blue blooded indulgence approached only at night through fake sewage farms and abandoned wartime bunkers , located miles away in thee untended fields ov masonic landowners

this morning was no exception thee kitchen staff, under thee ever prescient eyes ov thee Demon Ping, had surpassed themselves on a panther black granite surface , perfectly sliced and buttered royal Baby Hovis was displayed , garnished with twists ov tomato ketchup upon black porcelain tableware inset profusely with diamonds and sapphires , creating a circlet ov unconscious embryos marmalade , with lavish serpentine threads ov peel , was inviting attention from crystal jars resting upon doilies ov purest cotton , woven into MacQueen's secret coat ov arms Immaculately boiled large brown free-range eggs steamed in thee cold , humid air ov thee chamber a generous green tureen decorated with tendrils ov human hair and fluttering live moths bubbled and spat , full ov baked beans it was all rooted in a perversely ordinary and mundane hunger , but ingeniously extravagant , despite itself , in a decadent manner quite without parallel

" come on everybody " said MacQueen , " we really do think we could all do a lot worse than to eat as hearty a breakfast as we can today "

MacQueen felt good this morning these long weekends were such a blessed relief. everyone together , family spirit that sort ov thing and , ov course , fun why , even thee Howler seemed relaxed his leather mask, drawn so tight across his face, seemed almost dewy, as if it had become his own skin after so many years if MacQueen didn't know better , one could have sworn one saw emotion in those dilated eyes earlier . even thee swollen lips , small cuts and splits still weeping a little , had a touch ov shape , an unusual connectedness to thought , as they protruded from thee unzipped slit maybe he would actually speak today instead ov wearing that stupid hand-made sign bearing thee legend " whip me " around his neck

well at least he'd progressed since that notorious party and replaced thee black shoelace with a pearl necklace he'd rifled from thee Brown jewels.

Barbara sniffed , stirred thee contents ov her bowl slowly thee dwarf had visited last night arriving at 8pm , just like always god he had a big cock for such a little guy whatever she thought ov his deformed legs , thee weak hips , so easily dislocated , thee pigeon chest with its snow white hair , and his albino eyes , their natural pink turning more bloodshot and red with each snort ov cocaine , she still got wet not just horny , normal , randy wet dripping wet.

you see , she preferred not to wear panties anyway that way , whenever thee mood , or lethargy , took her , she could expose herself to thee servants , or simply have a spontaneous wank whenever dirty thoughts possessed her ; which they invariably did many times a day no, this wet was a whole other level ov wet she could produce so much vaginal fluid that it quite literally dripped from her pussy onto thee floor

" god he had a big cock for such a little guy if that's thee dwarf, I want to meet thee giant "

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- transcription ov a story read by genesis p'orridge unfortunately , portions ov thee recording are virtually indeciperable , but it's not like anyone would notice