(Sorry for the long delay in continuing the story, putting food on the table took priority. I hope you enjoy the next few chapters. Depending on the feedback I may continue with the story a little longer. This will not be the final chapter.)
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Mary, Julie and James kissed and agreed to meet back at the bar in three hours, to check in. Many people had disrobed and broken off into pairs and small groups. James, Julie and Mary wandered off in different directions.
In the last several weeks Mary had done many things she never could have imagined let alone thought herself capable of doing. As she walked among the many party goers engaged in a variety of different sexual act, many she'd never considered possible as she reflected on how different her life had become. Was she really that naïve? Had she really been that sheltered? And now not only was she walking through a mansion filled with strangers engaging in every sex act imaginable, and she was ready to participate while collecting the sexual energy that her son John needed to maintain the control of the Ring of Power his father had bequeath him.
She had never been to a "swinger's party", of course she'd heard of them and during her training Elizabeth had told her a few stories of some of the ones she'd attended over her long life. For an agent, this is like the "mother lode". But Elizabeth had warned her that she should probably wait for her before attending one of these, and she should under no circumstance attend one without another agent, but failed to tell her why. Due to becoming distracted by another matter.
Mary was already beginning to feel the sexual energy collecting in her diamond. She had never felt it fill so quickly or in such volume. It was like drinking from a fire hose. She began to become frightened. It was like a drug, taking her too high too quickly, as she tried to calm herself, she decided she had better transfer the energy now. To be safe she may have to do it frequently or she may lose control. She successful completed her first transfer, and she began to feel a little better but the feeling of euphoria continued and increased. She was definitely feeling intoxicated. She was absorbing the sexual energy too quickly and was almost panicking. She tried again to calm herself, but she was no longer thinking clearly and realized she was in over her head. She thought about calling Elizabeth or John for help, but she left her cell phone in the changing room with her clothes. Things were becoming more serious, she was barely managing to maintain control.
She staggered into a room which seemed to me nothing more than a huge mattress. Through the dim light she could see naked bodies everywhere. Everyone was engaged in some sexual act and enjoying themselves thoroughly, despite the fact that things had just begun. A few people had formed a "daisy chain" and everyone seemed eager to join in. Mary discarded her toga gown, simply letting it drop to the floor. She saw a delicious looking cock hanging unattended, and wasted no time taking it into her mouth. She couldn't see who it belonged to as its owner's face was buried between the legs of an olive skinned woman. He didn't protest as she licked and sucked it, as it began to thicken and grow in her throat. It wasn't long before she felt someone licking her exposed pussy. After a few long lavished licks she could tell that the person knew their way around the female organ. She reached out with her mind and wasn't surprised to learn it was a woman. She felt the cock in her throat twitch as if it were ready to explode, it was much too soon for that, so she pulled it out and began to nuzzle his scrotum. The daisy chain had grown to a least twenty people happily licking and sucking and fingering each other.
She was able to see the woman pleasuring her; she had flaming red hair and emerald colored eyes. She definitely knew she was doing. She licked all around her pussy lips, carefully avoiding her clitoris to the point that was beginning to frustrate Mary, which was good as it allowed her to concentrate on the sex and not the fact that she was losing herself in the sea of sex. Sounds of moaning and panting began to increase in volume every passing moment. Mary's passion was building and her first orgasm of the night was at hand. She realized too late that she needed to transfer the energy before she climaxed because there would be no way to maintain control if she didn't. But it was too late. It was an urgent feeling, like the need to urinate but not being able to reach the toilet in time. She wasn't sure what the consequences would be if she lost control, but she remembered Elizabeth saying that it wouldn't be a good thing to allow. He mind was reeling now. Why hadn't she heeded Elizabeth's advice? She was much more experienced than her.
Mary was having trouble keeping the cock in her mouth; she could feel it twitch and knew that it would be squirting any second. Suddenly a woman, higher in the chain screamed; others soon joined the chorus. The cock in her throat erupted and she was rewarded with a mouthful of cum which she eagerly swallowed just as her own orgasm struck. It was if there was an explosion behind her eye lids, a bright white flash of light, she tried in vain to maintain her control. She heard an ear piercing scream, and then realized it was her. The red haired woman climbed up Mary's body stopping at her magnificent breasts, first flicking her tongue at each one as if she couldn't decide on which to suck, and then finally settling on the right. She painstakingly sucked the long hard nipple into her mouth, causing Mary to shudder. After several more seconds, another woman discarded the cock she had been sucking in favor of Mary's left tit. It surprised her; she had no interest in women, but was somehow drawn to this woman, she couldn't help herself. Together they lapped and sucked on Mary's breasts occasionally stopped to suck on each other's tongues before returning to suckling at Mary's breasts. Then two men joined the three women, one offered Mary his small fat cock, which she eagerly accepted while the other spread her legs wide and slid his long slender cock it into her wet pussy. After a few strokes pulled it out and before pushed it into her rectum. Soon everyone felt a needed to be connected to Mary in some way. Straight men and women discarded their sexual preferences as long as they were connected.
Mary had become a sexual magnet, drawing people to her though an unseen power. She was controlling everyone within fifty feet of her. They were like sexually slaves performing for her and worshiping her. Before long she had one hand in a pussy and the other stroking a cock. As her minions climaxed they were immediately replaced by others, they craved her attention.
Mary's subconscious mind knew that she needed to release the sexual energy or go mad. Occasionally she managed a transfer, but the energy was quickly replaced. Like a leaky pipe dripping water unto a growing puddle on the floor, her influence continued to increase. It was draining most of the guest of their free will, even those just outside of her influence felt some of its effects, and people all over the mansion were drawning near.
Christine and Wendy were close friends and worked as maids for the host. Working these parties allowed them to received additional bonuses, if they were discreet and they had worked many parties together. It was their job to tidy up behind the guest, picking up togas and collecting used drink glassware, overall making sure there was no mess. They were attending to their duties, Christine was putting away togas while next to her Wendy had a tray of empty glasses ready to go back to the kitchen. When they suddenly felt overcome and simultaneous dropped what they were doing looked at each other lustfully and began ripping each other's closet off while desperately trying to tongue wrestle. ..............................
John was almost finished signing the documents for his new home, when he felt a series of powerful energy transfers to the ring. By now he had become accustom to receiving the energy without letting on that anything was occurring. Furthermore, there had been a rhythm and a flow to the transfers, he knew when and from whom to expect the next surge. Earlier that evening he had received Mary's first transfer, followed shortly by two more powerful one, also from Mary. He excused himself pretending to take a call, he asked his father to confirm his suspicions.
From the ring, his dad was able to confirm unusual transfers. Dr. Smith from his prison limbo inside the ring also confirmed the strength of the transfers to be the strongest he's seen in some time. It reminded him of the type he'd received from Elizabeth when she used to attend orgies back in the 60's. But that couldn't be right. Mary was too new at this to be doing orgies. Suddenly another transfer of energy occurred, also with Mary's signature.
Using telekinesis, John pulled his phone from his pocket and into this hand. After two rings it went to voice mail.
"Hello, you have reached Mary Smith's phone, please leave a message and I will call you back when I am free."
"Damn", John swore.
