Charmed Log Cabin and the Realm — Robert Baker

12 months had drifted into history; Robert and Jonathan had been sent to Austria in the hope of rectifying their homosexual traits. Now we were under the control of the White Witches. They were making decisions that we didn't always approve of, especially my wife Sam. I was being used as a means to produce more Witches. If life wasn't bad enough with our two sons, one daughter was a compulsive liar and was going down the same path as a mother Katie, using sex as a means to an end. The other daughter was abducted for the sex trade and my wife Sam had not told the truth about a liaison with her lesbian friend. White Witches were now running the stables. The problem we suffered from most was that they could read our minds, so there was nothing they didn't know in advance. They increased my abilities so I could kill someone with the power of thought which I did on several occasions, all with their approval. It wouldn't be long before I had to move to the realm. I was well into my 80s in human terms, but only looked 30. They explained to me they could no longer maintain my youth without it becoming more suspicious. The Witches had decided they were going to take us all in one go, but they wouldn't tell us how or when the end would come. We had been transported to the realm to show us the paradise we were entering. They had constructed a log cabin as big as a mansion, so there was plenty of room for Katie, Caroline, Sam, myself and of course Fiona, who was a new member of the family after becoming pregnant with my child. I thought I had reached paradise, only to discover that one of the founding members of the covenant had ulterior motives towards her sisters. She took great pleasure in torturing me if I didn't do as I was told.