God Save The Queen

Chapter 7 POV Andy

POV Andy The Leader

After the first bomb went off I lost my mind. I had just split up with my wife and I decided to sell my company and move out of London and move to the Irish country side. I bought a huge plot of land close to a fancy country manor and asked a huge architect firm in Dublin to design a house for me. Although I liked the grand country manor I wanted my house to be modern and sleek. It was all glass and open plan and I only lived there for about a month before I realised that I had made a huge mistake. I wasn’t used to the country life style and I missed the city life. I took up golf but it was boring although it did give me the chance to meet my neighbour at the golf club. He was a nice guy and I was surprised to find out he was Lord Sutton and that he owned the huge castle Sutton Manor. He seemed down to earth and we met up a couple of times for a pint but he lived in Dublin with his wife and he was only in the country at the weekend. I never got the chance to meet his wife but he told me that she had won Miss World a couple of years before they got married and that they had been together since they were really young. One of the bar staff from the golf club told me that his wife was gorgeous and that sometimes she would come into the golf club with her friends that she had completed with in the beauty pageants. Then when one of Lord Suttons mates said she was really beautiful I was intrigued to meet her. Lord Sutton asked me out one afternoon to shoot clay pigeons but I had never done anything like that before. I headed over to his manor and as I drove up the long drive way I couldn’t believe how huge it was up close. One of his staff took me to the back yard which was the size of 10 football pitches and a few of the guys I recognised from the golf club were there already. When they started shooting I realised that none of them really had a clue what they were doing and I was relieved that I wasn’t the only one giving myself a showing up, then Lord Sutton said “My wife shoots better than you lot” with a huge laugh “why don’t I get her out here to show you lot how it’s done” I turned to the guy next to me and asked what she was like and he just smiled and said “she’s a knockout” Then one of his staff said his wife was out riding her horse and I was really disappointed because I wanted to see her for myself. Lord Sutton looked pissed off and I could tell he wanted to show her off in front of us all. That night I went home and googled her and all of the photos of her winning Miss World came up and she was more than a knockout she was literally the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She had long dark hair and tanned skin with piercing blue eyes, full lips and the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. Not to mention her body was incredible. She had the tiniest little waist and huge t**s and a perfect round ass. Lord Sutton was one lucky guy.

The day that the first bomb went off started like any other. I sat on my own eating breakfast on my balcony wondering if I’d ever be happy again. Although it was a beautiful summers day I read online that it was supposed to rain all weekend and I felt absolutely miserable. I stared over at Sutton Manor. It was such a stunning place. It was surrounded by huge walls that were covered in lots of flowers and ivy. In that moment I couldn’t help but feel jealous of Lord Sutton because my marriage had been a disaster since the start and I can honestly say I had never really loved my ex wife but that day I did feel lonely. That afternoon I went down stairs to my gym and as I was in the shower when I heard what I thought was fire works outside. Then all of a sudden I felt incredibly horny. It was like nothing I had ever felt before and considering I was on my own it didn’t really make sense. I had a quick wank and finished my shower. Then when I got into my bedroom I had an overwhelming urge to wank again. It was strange. I sat on the end of my bed and took off my towel. I opened my laptop and the first thing that popped up was the photos of Lady Sutton winning Miss World. She looked incredible and I started to touch myself. She was standing on a stage wearing nothing but a bikini, high heels and a crown. Her body was unbelievable and I was mesmerised as I quickly pumped my fist over my hard on. Pools of hot come was hitting my stomach and I would just start all over again. After an hour or so there was absolutely no satisfying me and I knew I had to go out and find a real woman to have s*x with. I got dressed and I stood at my front door and sniffed the air and for some reason I could actually smell women and out of no where I let out a primal howl. After that I have no memory. Before I knew it I woke up in my bedroom and it was snowing outside. I thought I’d lost my mind. I tried to turn on the TV but the electricity was off and my house was a total mess. I looked around trying to figure out what was happening when a guy I had never met before woke up on my living room sofa. He looked filthy and he was just as confused as I was. I looked in the mirror and that’s when I noticed that I had a huge beard, it was like I hadn’t shaved in months. I sat down and the guy asked what was going on. He said his name was Richard and that the last thing he could remember was picking up his boss from work to take her to Sutton manor. “Yeah Sutton manor is just over there. Who’s your boss?” I asked “Lady Sutton. I’ve always had a bit of a thing for her but I can remember not being able to control myself and I think I tried it on with her. Then I can’t remember anything” I heard rustling coming from behind me and a guy I recognized from the golf club called Hugh woke up out on the balcony. I watched him for a few seconds as he looked around and he looked like he’d seen a ghost. I opened the balcony door “What the hell is going on?” He asked as he rubbed his eyes. “I don’t have a f*****g clue” I said, he was chalk white and I actually thought he was going to throw up. “Come inside there’s some other guy here too. I can’t find my phone but we can try and call your wife. What is the last thing you can remember?” He was staring out over the balcony and I thought he was going to jump. “Get back from the edge mate, come on,come in” his eyes were wide as he spoke but he couldn’t look at me, he just kept staring out into the distance “the last thing I can remember was picking up my wife, she had been shopping in Dublin. I can remember her screaming…I think I did something to her” “listen it’s okay, let’s go in and we can have a cup of tea and calm down” he was still staring out and I was concerned for him. “I think we must have been drugged or something because I can’t remember anything either” I said “what ever we did it must have been pretty bad, look at that” he said pointing out into the distance. I stepped out onto the balcony and he pointed over towards Sutton Manor. There was a huge sign over the roof it said

‘Men come here to die.

You have been warned.

God save the Queen’

The once beautiful view from my house was like a war zone and on the huge walls surrounding Sutton manor was the dead bodies of men hanging. This was like a nightmare that none of could wake up from.