Not stark raving mad. Not strapping butch. Not genderqueer in drag. Not suffocated by WGS, that bespeaks of MTG in mid-transition. Characteristic of a dominatrix: a stilted walk, wanton, stiff-backed, severe, entitled, cold cruel calculation. A pervert. Otherwise, pure, unadulterated Barbara I Dream of Jeannie Eden’s Stella Johnson.
A seated Kirstjen finishes up being deposed. Cross-examined by Entities (everyone and everything from major Gods to minor deities) who are in the ROOM, but beyond her “allowed” perception.
Here, the passage of time has no meaning. There is only now. Seemingly forever. Her fate hangs in the balance, despite her nonchalance.
A week ago, relative, a corpse was found. A cadaver that had been thoroughly “scrubbed.” It took awhile for the body to be IDed as the Vatican’s missing Father Waldo.
Many people die in Creation every day. Deaths by many causes. But. Inexplicably. In spite of the killer’s obvious due diligence. As if they were breadcrumbs. Yesterday, relative, previously-obfuscated evidence manifested itself that irrefutably identified John Doe 6977c as Father Waldo and implicated Kirstjen as his murderess.
Implicated as his murderess? An incomplete Mx. Behar killed Father Waldo, torturing him to death. Mx. Behar is a genderqueer alias of Kirstjen, but, incompletes can be spoofed.
Mx. Behar is inspired by WandaVision-themed drag brunches? Yes.
Periodically. As if she’s beseeching someone. The girl licks her lips, lewdly—moistening the lips of her large ugly mouth with her long well-educated tongue. She crosses and uncrosses her long craved flawless legs ala Basic Instinct. The degenerate plays with her long big hair.
Annie Turnbo Malone. One of the minor deities who deposed Kirstjen is an ugly sour-faced old woman who could pass for Josephine Victoria “Joy” Behar of The View. Eighty-something. SPS. A Crone and perv of cruel renown. Petty and vindictive. In other words, a type-A prude and pain in the ass. In a word: tedious.
That wretched plaintive makeup heavily-applied to her face, neck, and cleavage. Blonde crane. Perls. Prudz. A stodgy Kaye Maxfield business suit. No blouse. Flats. Barelegged. Lacy white underwire torpedo bra, and no panties. Thick-readers. Piranhas and Parts, underneath her suit’s chaste skirt, i.e., strapping butch. In other words, a tedious Entity dressed like a tedious Entity.
Under the pretense of post-deposition, Ms. Malone requests of the presiding judge that she and Kirstjen are sent to a Separatist. The request is granted. Kirstjen and Ms. Malone are folded into a Pervertium a Separatist that mimics an BDSM recreation room.
“Do you intend to plead guilty after thoughtful reconsideration of your sworn testimony?”
Ms. Malone has a woman’s deep, borderline masculine, voice. As if she’s in latter-transition.
“No.”
Ms. Malone bitch-slaps the girl. Busting her lip.
Ms. Malone has large hands for a woman; mannish hands. As if she’s in latter-transition. Hands that are veiny and calloused.
“You like it rough. I like to dish it out rough,” snarls Ms. Malone. “Cunt! I’m gonna punish you for being so pretty!”
Aroused, Ms. Malone ejaculates into her skirt. She is clearly “the man” in this passive-aggressive exchange.
Ms. Malone grabs Kirstjen by the throat and one-handed choke slams her into the floor. The girl’s skirt is yanked up and her panties are yanked down.
Kirstjen spreads her legs widely, willfully, and willingly.
Ms. Malone forcefully enters the girl. Penetrating her violently.
Kirstjen’s suitcoat is ripped open and her chest is groped.
All the while, Kirstjen stays passive, and just submits to her aggressor Ms. Malone.
Consensual sex indistinguishable from rape most vile and violent. But. Alas. From Ms. Malone’s point of view. It’s still consensual, nonetheless, no matter how it might appear to the proverbial neutral observer.
Orgasm after orgasm, for both women.
This rape scenario escalates into a very dangerous hi-gear as Kirstjen assumes a null persona for whom this is not consensual and thus this is rape.
Ms. Malone senses this change and snarls. Insane glee paints the old biddy’s fugly face.
A now “captured” Kirstjen begins screaming in protest and resisting.
Ms. Malone responds violently by slamming fists into Kirstjen’s head subduing the girl by knocking her unconscious.
Now, Ms. Malone gets to rape an unconscious Kirstjen for real. Her fantasy ever since she first laid eyes on Kirstjen in the deposition ROOM.
A “make the pretty girl pay” chant plays over and over in Ms. Malone’s head. Driving her into a lunatic frenzy.
Kirstjen is speared vaginally, orally, and anally, with utmost brutality.