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“On this island everything you do and say stays here,” Epps explains.

“Oh my God is that,” Kelly says before he’s cut off.

“Quiet, relax, and take your clothes off,” Epps says kneeling in front of a horned statue.

Women from all over the world of all ages shapes and sizes enter the room as everyone begins the ritual. In the distance a baby sits in the middle of a five point star as candles burn around him.

“Is that a child? Sir, I think I should be going,” Kelly says before he’s interrupted again.

“Friend, you were chosen, we need your energy. You will get used to it after a while. The child is one of us. Here; drink. Just relax, the pleasure is divine. Carl, give him the good ink, tattoo a triangle on his back. We will need you to relax okay,” Epps says trying to calm Kelly down. 

Half naked, Kelly sees complete freedom on this island. He sees a lot of people that he used to see on Television. He sees young girls not of age all in a room with men twice their age. Deep in his mind Kelly feels his conscience setting in.

“Sir, I think I should be going,” Kelly says while feeling a hand touching his leg.

“Let him enter you,” Epps says.

Completely freaked out Kelly feels the urge to jump through the window to escape but it’s too late. The drugs enter his bloodstream.

“Now you see what we see okay, Diana, he’s your’s now. Give him the maximum pleasure treatment. No less than twenty girls at a time. Drain him until his voice changes. Break his conscience, purge his soul into complete submission. We can use him, he’s strong,” Epps says as Diana takes Kelly to the upper level.

In a robe and flip flops, Epps takes a drink and finishes his fruit bowl while taking his seat in front of the huge statue of a goat with horns. He watches like a king as the sex party begins. He feels relieved that Kelly now knows his place, a new soul lights the flame and Epps feels gratified.

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