Again. My name is Rose Allerton, I'm 14 and I live in Burntfield in Essex. I come from a large family. Well, large for modern times. I have five older... sisters and a younger brother. I guess my parents finally stopped when they got the boy they wanted. Scarlet is my eldest sister, and is the only one of us with their own room, not that there is space in it for anything but a bed and wardrobe. Becks and Lucy were the next two along. Both were in their early twenties and hadn't officially moved. 11/EDITOR'S WARNING: This story has strong forced sexual and BDSM themes, and is not at all suitable for those not interested in "Bad Endings" for the heroines and heroes. There are many possible story paths, each with their own dangers. Turn back now if you expect mostly happy endings.This is the dark story of a modern world corrupted by a newly awakened witch. Three hundred years ago, the witch Benacia Vilmire was born from ashes and grew an underworld kingdom built to suit her lust for. It was about 10 in the morning and Jahnavi came to the movie theater and I took her from their and her friends went to the movie.We were talking on the way and she is too afraid and told that she should be in a home by night 8.I told her not to worry and she asked where I am talking her, I replied that there was a big surprise to her and she had become very excited.We went into the room and she is looking around and asked me about the surprise.Then I told I will get some water to her and went. "So Jerry, what's the word on Beth Ann? You told her, didn't you?" Yeah, I told her that we knew. She was gone the next morning. I told her the night you got stabbed." She just left us both the next morning? It kind of makes you wonder about sweet lil ole Mosby." I commented."I could really learn to hate Marty," Jerry said. He smiled then added, "It might take a while to hate Mosby though." Marty was being Marty, and I guess Beth Ann was just being Mosby." I smiled a sarcastic smile at Jerry..