An Eldritch Pact
Copyright© 2025 by Nightfuel
Chapter 11
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 11 - Karl was surprised to learn he had inherited property in a small town in the mountains. It seemed like an opportunity to start over... but almost immediately strange occurrences began to happen. Karl could feel himself changing, and women were treating him differently. On top of that he was beginning to suspect there was more to his inheritance than he had first realised...
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Mind Control Heterosexual Fiction Mystery Magic
Karl stared after the departing woman. Her gaze had been ... intense. What was her connection to him, and why did she seem to know of him. The woman had been watching him the first time he’d ventured out in Bracken Ridge. That wasn’t a coincidence.
Karl was about to go and speak to Jasper to get some answers — even if he had to shake the old man to get them — but he was too late. The battered old truck of the caretaker pulled out of the parking spot, and headed down the road in the same direction that the mystery woman had gone. Karl only made eye contact with Jasper for a second, but he got the distinct impression that the old man was pretending not to see him.
“What the fuck is going on around here?”
Karl shook his head, weirded out about everything going on. Just when he thought he was getting a handle on things — insane though they were — something else happened. Jessica ... Karl would bet that she was still quietly sitting back at the cabin. Recovering from the impromptu ass-fucking, even though it had been hours since he left her.
Karl had still barely processed what he’d done — consciously, this time. He had no idea what was causing it, no idea what was even possible — but he now believed. Believed that he could somehow effect change. He had no other explanation for his girlfriend’s actions. Nothing made sense. Unfortunately he had been at his job all morning so was unable to really come to grips with it all. Karl was unsure how far he even wanted to take all this — or how much was even possible.
But ... it was exciting.
Which was underselling it. Karl felt alive, electricity running through his very veins. The kind of excitement that he hadn’t even realised he’d been missing his entire life.
If I went back to see Amanda now, I could go even further. Or is it ... wrong? It’s not like she was a zombie. Even Jess was talking back a little. So it’s not like I’m fully controlling them?
Karl shook his head. He was dimly aware that there was maybe something else going on with him. Karl kept flitting between two opposite mentalities. Having a moral issue with somehow influencing women, and then being all gung-ho about what he could actually do.
I guess I’m ... not as good a guy as I thought?
That was a little depressing.
I just need to keep a grip on myself. Don’t get carried away. No matter how exciting something is.
Seeing Jasper and the mystery women actually aligned quite well with something that had been in the back of Karl’s mind anyway. He decided he was going to go talk to Alisha. She’d been avoiding him, but if he went to her house she couldn’t easily run away.
Although I shouldn’t think of it in those terms. It’s not like she’s been running away exactly.
Also, the vague idea of Alisha trying to get away from him actually excited Karl to some degree.
Oooookay. Uh, definitely gotta watch myself there.
Karl shook himself, clearing his head. He wanted to see — just see — if he was affecting Alisha the same way that he had Amanda and Jess. And now he also wanted to ask Alisha about the mystery woman that kept cropping up. Karl was sure that she had recognised the woman’s description when he’d first told her, even if Alisha had been evasive about it.
... of course I can’t exactly say I was dreaming about her. Or even that I found her picture in my uncles cabin. But Alisha might know why she’s always there. Glaring at me.
Decision made, Karl headed to Alisha’s house.
Karl knocked on Alisha’s door, rehearsing what he was going to say to her. The main issue was getting inside her house — although something told Karl that wouldn’t be too difficult. Even though she’d been avoiding him, Karl didn’t get the impression that she didn’t want to see him.
The door swung open, and Karl blinked. It wasn’t the woman he’d been expecting. Instead of Alisha, her younger sister stood in the doorway.
Karl hadn’t really spoken to Alisha’s sister, Kate, long. In fact he’d only seen her for a brief moment before she’d disappeared into her room. Despite his intended goal, Karl took a moment to surreptitiously admire Alisha’s sister.
Karl tended to prefer long hair on a woman, but he had to admit the pixie-cut suited Kate. It emphasised her more slender frame, and the low-cut sleeveless top she wore helped as well. In fact, it was a bit of a struggle to maintain eye contact.
Karl gave the younger woman what he thought of as his professional smile.
“Ah, sorry. I was looking for your sister. Is Alisha home?”
Kate slumped against the doorframe, folding her arms as she raised an eyebrow at him. Her lips twitched like she was holding back a smile.
“Well well. How ... interesting to see you again.”
“Is it? I mean, hi.”
She nodded at him.
“I’m Kate.”
“Yeah I remember. Sorry, is your sister in? I just wanted to ask her about —”
Kate rolled her eyes for a moment, and then reached out to grab his arm. She flashed him a smile about as professional as his had been.
“Come in, come in.”
Karl found himself being towed inside, very similar to the last time Alisha had invited him in. Kate plonked him down on the sofa, and then stood in front of him. Smiling faintly.
This isn’t happening again, is it? I’ve barely talked to this woman!
Karl couldn’t help but let his eyes drift down a little. Her top had ridden up, exposing the pale skin of her stomach. She had a belly piercing.
Karl cleared his throat.
“You didn’t say if Alisha was home...”
“ ... Kate.”
Kate’s eyes were twinkling playfully, and Karl realised that she was messing with him. He laughed, despite himself.
“Yeah I know.”
Kate cocked her hip, looking pleased with herself.
“My sister is still out, but she’ll be home soon. So I thought you could wait here! Can I get you anything? Are you thirsty at all? You’ve been working, yeah?”
Karl shifted on the sofa.
“Yeah I have. I’ll have something to drink if it’s not too much bother.”
“No bother at all! Of course, I’m only offering water or soda. If you want wine, you’ll have to wait and see if Alisha wants to treat you again.”
Kate winked, and Karl flashed slightly.
“Water is fine.”
Kate walked off, but as Karl focused on her rear end in her denim shorts, her walk became something of a saunter. An almost exaggerated sway to her hips. When she returned with two glasses, her expression was unchanged though. She sat down across from Karl after handing him his drink, and crossed her legs. Once more, it was a struggle for Karl to keep eye contact. She was showing quite a lot of pale thigh.
Karl took a long drink from his glass and then smiled at Kate.
“We, didn’t really get a chance to talk before, did we? Besides from a quick introduction.”
Kate leant back, resting her arms on the back of the sofa. She smiled easily.
“Yeah, because I was being all considerate and giving the two of you some privacy.”
Karl forced a laugh.
“You didn’t have to do that. It was just —”
Kate rolled her eyes.
“Sure it was. Look, don’t try to play it off. I don’t believe you, and I also don’t care. My sister doesn’t invite men over as a rule. Not that there are any decent prospects in this town! Besides, I could see how you were looking at each other.”
Karl could tell that Kate was enjoying herself. Like she was playing wingman for her sister? At least that was the impression that he got. Karl debated whether he should try and talk her down from her assumption, maybe mention the fact that he had a girlfriend. It wasn’t like anything had actually happened between him and Alisha. But even so ... Kate seemed very casual about him being here. Karl wondered if it was just her personality, or if it was something else. Something that he was doing?
Karl concentrated, focusing his attention upon Kate. It wasn’t onerous. She was definitely sexy, and Karl wondered if he could do something similar to what he had done with Jessica this morning. Not to see if he could have sex with her though! No, just to see if he could ... influence her to be more open with him.
“You know your sister is almost my boss, right?”
Kate rolled her eyes again. She reached up and absently scratched at her cheek.
“Look, Karl. I don’t know you. And that’s fine! And I’m not expecting you to sweep my sister off her feet. None of us are teenagers. But Alisha’s has been almost giddy the last few days.”
“She has?”
Kate nodded.
“Yeah. It’s been kind of cute, actually. And it’s not like I think you’d work together, or be appropriate for a long term partner for her —”
“You don’t?”
Kate laughed lightly, but not meanly. She just seemed to be enjoying keeping Karl off balance. She leant forward, resting her elbows on her knees, and cupping her face in her hands as she regarded him.
“Look, buddy, you’re what — ten years younger than my sister? About my age? Not partner material, especially in this backwards town. Think of the ‘scandal’! But you’re perfect for Alisha to have a little fun. As long as you don’t hurt her or string her along, I’m more than fine with you seeing my sister. Just keep things light and easy. You get me?”
Karl just stared at Kate for a few moments.
“ ... I feel like I’ve missed a few steps along the way to here.”