As promised, here is the latest installment of my Beetlesmith's tome. This chapter turned out to be much longer than I had anticipated, and, as such, I had to break up the Henry orgy into two manageable sections, this one, and the next.
A warning to casual readers, as with much of my writing, these next two chapters touch on a number of different sexual subjects, double penetration and rimming being the most prominent outside the 'usual' adult, sexual practices. Also, I should add that there is one husband within the merry band of orgy participants who is a cuckold, and there is a degree of male bisexuality that is briefly touched upon very late in the chapters. None of these subjects are treated gratuitously, at least in my opinion, and fall well within the boundaries of the plot and the motivations of the characters I've set within the story so far. I believe all these sexual subjects, whether talked about briefly or elaborately, add another dimension to the plot, particularly as Karen, with Will's help, begins to exercise control over the other partygoers using her newfound powers. Plotting and characterization aside, however, if some of these subjects cause you to throw your skirt over your head and make you go screaming into the woods, then don't bother reading further.
Lastly, I wish to extend another big thank you to Bella Mariposa, who edited an early draft of these chapters.
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I lead Karen upstairs, well out of earshot of the others.
Once we got to our bedroom, Karen let fly with a bevy of questions. The most prominent, but probably what I thought the least significant, being, "What the fuck did you just do?"
"I gave them a very powerful aphrodisiac. It's a drug called 'The Elixir.' And you guessed correctly, it was in the Sangria."
A flash of anger crossed her face, before she said, "Now everything makes sense. You've been using this on me all along."
"No, and that's the most important thing you have to understand. We've only taken the drug a few times, once with Gloria, once with Jackie, and then the dinner party with Denise and the others."
"Jesus," she exclaimed, "Where did you get it?"
She was still concentrating on the least significant questions. It frustrated me a bit.
"That's not important right now. What is important is that you understand how it works and what it does..."
"I can see what it does. It turns everyone into rabid sluts in heat."
I laughed sarcastically, before responding, "No you don't understand, not really. Turning everyone into 'rabid sluts in heat' is just a part of what it does."
"What do you mean?"
Better; I had her attention.
"Think back over these past months. Remember all those days of our heightened libido, all those morning and evening 'twofers' of yours, those Saturdays with Denise, that time in the car with that girl, Beth, our romp with Barbara and all yours subsequent when you were doing her behind my back. We were never under the drug's influence during those times."
She thought about my words. At times, muttering to herself in frustration, as if doing some mental calculation where the numbers weren't adding up. Finally, she said in exasperation, "It doesn't make sense. That Beth person wasn't on the aphrodisiac, nor Barbara? What about that time with..." she choked on the words before finishing, "That time you were with Barbara and Lisa?"
I just shook my head.
She responded, incredulously, "I can't believe that. You mean mother and daughter just naturally started having sex with each other without this elixir thing? Lisa's sicker than I thought."
"Don't blame Lisa. If anyone was sick, it was me. At the time, I was sick with rage at you. Pissed at everyone, really...pissed at the whole world. So, I lashed out by making both of them have sex while you could only watch."
"Would you make some goddamn sense, how could you just
make
them, without this...this drug?"
"That's what I'm trying to tell you, and what you need to understand. I did it with my mind, with just a thought, just like I did moments ago with Rashid and Darcy." I let that declaration sink in, before continuing, "Do you really think Darcy would just start sucking another man's cock in front of her husband and his wife, in front of everyone? Elixir or no, she would need a push to do something so brazen at the start. I commanded her by putting the thought in her head, and she acted on that command."
Karen yelled with incredulity, "Oh bullshit! You don't really believe that, do you? And if you do, then you're insane."
"Am I?" I almost lashed out at her insolence, but I held my anger in check. Instead, I punished her with the truth, "You have the ability as well. You just don't realize it yet. Think about all your times diddling Barbara behind my back. Do you really think a young, innocent girl would just naturally play a dog...eating off the floor...drinking out of the toilet...drinking your piss...eating your..."
"Stop!" she screamed, while clamping her hands over her ears.
Recounting her deplorable acts—and they weren't the most dangerous things she did to Barbara, just the most distasteful—recounting them in the open and in the full light of day, she collapsed down onto her knees in wretched, mortal embarrassment and shame, weeping uncontrollably at what she had done to an innocent girl.
I sat on the floor next to her, pulling her close. She grabbed me hard, nearly crushing the breath out of me as she laid her head against my chest and continued to cry.
Finally, through stuttering sobs, she asked, "How could you still love me after knowing that?"
I kissed her hair, and said with quiet conviction, "Because I do, and always will."
That sent her into another uncontrolled fit of crying. I tried comforting her as best I could, but it didn't help much. Between sobs, she continued to mutter, repeatedly, "How could I have done that to her? How could you still love me?"
Slowly, as she put herself through her mental torment, Karen had come to the cold, logical realization that I spoke the truth. It wasn't Barbara and her exploring themselves together; feeding off some collective dynamic that pushed the envelope of human depravity well past even any abnormal standards. It was just Karen, herself, manipulating Barbara to do those things. Their 'shared' depravity was really just Karen's, alone, and she trembled at that knowledge.
After she quieted, I continued, "I don't know how, but using the elixir has given us a mental power beyond anything I could ever conceive. I don't think it's as powerful in you as in me, but you
do
have the power, as well. Your tryst with Barbara proves that. Now you know why I put you through hell these past few weeks. I wasn't doing it just to punish you, but to force you to learn control over your emotions, and over your darker nature."
She asked, "What about the others? Denise, Jackie, do they have this power as well?"
