Chapter 5: Life As A High Priestess

Elaine Talks:

As I assumed my duties as the high priestess of a large and influential coven, I had many privileges and many conflicts. I came into conflict with satan and many of the other cult members because there were many things I flatly refused to do or get involved with.

My major responsibility was to work with the high priest of the organization to plan the monthly cult meetings. Our organizational meetings were held in utmost secrecy and usually occurred a couple of times a month.

The high priest and myself met together with the top 13 witches and 13 warlocks of the coven. We sat in a council. The meetings were usually held in a large and rich home with facilities for a very large table to seat all of us.

The satanic Council meeting in a lavish mansion.

The high priest and myself sat at the head of the table with the 13 witches on one side and the warlocks on the other side in the order of their rank. satan usually saw to it that there were also a few of what we viewed as undesirables there as well. These people were known werewolves and were always withdrawn, always watchful and always menacing. They were there as humans and did not turn into their other forms unless satan so ordered and then usually only for disciplinary purposes. We did not touch them or talk to them. They belonged to satan exclusively, they were totally sold out to him and were feared and disliked by everyone else in the cult. They were primarily guards and disciplinarians, used by satan and his demons to ensure that the rest of us obeyed all orders.

The council planned the meetings and took care of the business of the coven. Orders from satan were given to the high priest and/or high priestess either directly, or through their demons. We always tried to plan dramatic, exciting meetings - always making sure that there would be plenty of drugs and alcohol available. I did not purchase the drugs or alcohol, I had nothing to do with that kind of traffic. That was left up to the cult members who were already into that sort of thing.

There was never a shortage of such people. I did not, and would not, get involved with it.

The higher members of the cult are always very careful not to get mixed up in anything that could involve them with the law, neither does any high member ever take drugs or drink alcohol to excess. They don't dare cloud their minds because there are just too many other people who want their positions.

We also met with the higher representatives of other occult groups in the area. Many satanic groups exist which are not part of The Brotherhood and do not even know about The Brotherhood. These groups are carefully watched by and controlled by The Brotherhood, however.

One of the duties I absolutely refused to perform was sacrifices, either animal or human. There was no shortage of others willing to perform the sacrifices, however. Because of my stubbornness, I was severely punished by satan and the demons on many occasions. The other cult members could not get to me as I had too much power by then, so satan and his demons did the punishing. Usually it was through physical punishment. I have been tortured beyond description by demons many times. I have had many illnesses, including cancer four times with all the horrors of chemotherapy. But I refused to give in on this issue. I simply could not take another person's life.

Young people please listen to me - ANY involvement in the occult is a trap! There is no easy way out. satan can do to you the same things he did to me and worse. I pray daily that God will somehow show those of you who are so trapped that you can get out. satan doesn't have you even though you have signed the contract. That contract can be covered by the blood of Jesus Christ. You can be freed from that contract if you ask Jesus into your life to forgive you, wash you clean from all your sins, to become your Lord and Savior and Master. satan is always working for your destruction, Jesus wants to give you life.

There were some meetings that I did enjoy.

Sometimes we got together just to talk and playgames, competing with our powers to do things such as lighting a candle from across the room without ever touching it, etc. I also made numerous trips out to California for competitions and conventions. These I usually enjoyed very much.

I flew in a private jet from a private airstrip near to the town where I first entered the cult.

No one outside the cult, and few inside, know its location. It is well hidden and heavily guarded. I was usually picked up by the high priest and a few of the higher witches and warlocks. It was always a big occasion. The purpose was to exchange ideas and to compete to see who was most powerful. It was through these competitions that I rose in power to sit on the national council, to the position of regional Bride of satan, and, finally, to the position of top Bride of satan within the United States.

The average stay was a week and the conferences were usually held just before a Black Sabbath when the Black Mass was celebrated (Easter weekend). I always found an excuse to return home before the Black Mass.

We went to a special place in the hills of California just outside Los Angeles. There is a huge mansion there which was built especially for the cult. I suppose it has thirty or more bedrooms. It has many beautiful stained glass windows specially made with patterns of occult and demonic symbols. The inside is lavishly and beautifully furnished. It contains a huge banquet room with an attached ballroom. And, of course, swimming pools, tennis courts, golf course, etc. It looks like a millionaires' country club. It has 3 subbasements with huge vaults containing libraries of ancient occultic writings and histories.

Vaults also containing gold and silver and currency from all the countries of the world.

The entire area is hidden by a forest of trees and heavily guarded both on the ground and in the air.

My last trip there involved the most intense competition I ever experienced. I was by then the top Bride in the country. It was an international competition. The leading man there was a high priest who was different from the others who had been there. He was a tall, darkly handsome young man, but there was a foreboding power about him that made him feared and disliked by everyone. He ran the competition and obviously did not care if anyone got killed if he or she failed to do what was asked. He had snapping black eyes that could chill you to the bone. He ruled with an iron hand and even I did my best to steer clear of him.

The competition consisted of increasingly difficult tasks designed to display the contestant's power. I remember that, at one point, I had to, with no more than a snap of my fingers, change a cat into a rabbit and then back again. The actual physical changes in the animal were accomplished by demons and resulted in the animal's immediate death. By the last day I was the only competitor left, but still the high priest kept pushing me. I had no choice but to comply with his wishes. The last incident would have killed me had my demons not been powerful enough.

I was made to stand no more than 20 feet in front of a man with a.357 magnum. I passed my hand downward in front of my body, calling up the demons and placing them as a shield.

Immediately the gunman fired the six shots of the gun chamber at me. There was no way he could miss. The demons were a successful shield, needless to say, and the bullets fell to the ground at my feet spinning around and around. I received much acclaim and honor for winning the competition.

A crown of gold was placed upon my head and my fellow cult members bowed down and gave homage to me. I was treated like a queen throughout the rest of my stay. I was given all the beautiful clothes to wear that I could possibly want, I was bathed, my hair fixed and waited on hand and foot by servants. There were parties and I always had a handsome escort who was also my bodyguard.

We went to the most exclusive restaurants in Los Angeles. My escort always tasted all of my food before I ate to make sure that it wasn't poisoned. We went surfing and horseback riding. The members were not permitted to fight among themselves during that time because it was considered a great and high time of praising satan. I had great pride at that time, but the Lord soon humbled me.

It was during that last visit to California that one of the incidents happened that started me on the road to accepting Christ, started me questioning satan's claim to being more powerful than God. The high priest gathered a number of us together and told us that there was a family nearby who had been interfering with satan. They had been converting a number of the cult members to the enemy, Jesus Christ, and were making a nuisance of themselves. satan had given the order for them all to be killed. The high priest told us that we were all to go together in our spirit bodies (astral project), and kill them. So, we sat down in a circle with our candles in front of us and consciously left our bodies going in our spirits to the house to destroy these people. I was not at all enthusiastic about the project, but had no choice. If I had disobeyed I would have been killed.

Much to our surprise, as we arrived at the edge of this family's property, we could go no further. The whole area was surrounded by huge angels. The angels stood side by side holding hands. They were dressed in long white robes and stood so close together that their shoulders touched. They had no armor or weapons. Nobody could get through them, no matter how we tried. Any kind of weapon used merely bounced off of them doing them no harm. They laughed at us at first, daring us to come ahead and try to get through them. The other cult members got more and more furious with each passing moment. Suddenly their countenances changed and the fierce look from their eyes made all of us fall backwards onto the ground. A very humbling experience, I might add!

I will never forget - as I sat on the ground looking up at them, one of the angels looked directly into my eyes and said to me in the most loving voice I had ever heard, "Won't you please accept Jesus as your Lord? If you pursue the course you are taking you will be destroyed. satan really hates you, but Jesus loves you so much that He died for you. Please consider turning your life over to Jesus." That was the end of the battle for me. I refused to try any longer to get through. I was very shaken. The others tried for awhile longer, but none succeeded. I doubt the family ever knew of the battle going on outside their house. They were completely protected! We called this particular type of special angels "link angels."

The massive link angels protecting a believer's home.

Absolutely nothing can get through them. I was secretly thankful that we did not get through and the link angels had given me much to think about.

In spite of that experience with the angels it was a couple of years before I turned to the Lord Jesus. I still was lusting after more and more power, refusing to face the fact that power was destroying me and condemning my soul to an eternity in Hell.