Episode Nine Sisters of Cerberus If you pick up a starving Dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man.... Mark Twain Don Juan Carlos knew precisely to what room the corridor with the Gothic tapestries would lead him. He was heading in the direction of a chamber where fetish dreams came true, where deep soul mysteries were penetrated by brutal acts of the flesh...the Scorpio Sisters' inner lair. Upon entering the Throne Room, Carlos found his ex-mistress' sister, Machete, reclining on a divan, whip in hand, more than one pathetic life form prostrate on the floor by her feet, all barking incessantly. "Ah, Juanita Carlotta. Did you develop a death wish this evening?" the tall domina spoke clearly and with a devil-may-care tone. "Begone!" she suddenly yelled, throwing one gloved hand up into the air. Three human pups jumped and scurried off on all fours, headed obediently for a steel cage whose latch soon locked behind them. "Machete, I am here to foil your plan. How did you expect to get away with it? You know that I know you too well. Did you actually think that you could kidnap that poor woman..." "Silence!" M cried. "You are such a jackass, for a loyal subject has arrived prior to your visit, informing me as to your plot to kidnap Mistress Olivia yourself. This servant's story was confirmed, for I see it in my scrying mirror, there on the wall. Don't think that because Mistress O's life has been spared by you that you will get lucky tonight, slut-boy, for her friend Madeline will talk the young lady out of any commerce with your kind. Must I now listen to your insolent implications of wrongdoing on my part? By Nepthys, mother of the jackal god Anubis, I swear Juanita, you will NOT escape my wrath!"    Text Copyright © 1999 - 2005 cybersybils.com All rights reserved.