An Eldritch Pact
Copyright© 2025 by Nightfuel
Chapter 5
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 5 - 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
“I’m about to be your new favourite person, Karl.”
Karl gave Alisha an uncertain smile. He wasn’t quite sure what was going on with this attractive woman. She was still sitting right next to him, her thigh pressed up against his, her hand on his knee. If Karl didn’t know any better ... Leaning forward to place his glass of wine on the coffee table — a pretext so that Alisha’s hand would slide off his knee, Karl turned so that he was more facing towards her. The cushion was still on his lap — a necessity given his body’s immediate reaction to her touch.
“You are? I mean, why’s that, Alisha?”
Alisha didn’t seem to mind that he had moved to avoid her touching him. She just raised her glass towards Karl, smiling widely.
“Because I came through! It took some doing, and I had to make a lot of calls — but look at me. Going about it in all the wrong order! After we spoke yesterday, after you told me that you didn’t think that you could find work in Bracken Ridge, I just knew that there had to be something I could do.”
Karl cleared his throat.
“I’m not exactly qualified to do anything technical or fancy, Alisha. Landscaping and maintenance are what I’m used to. And in a town like this —”
Alisha silenced Kale by placing a finger across his mouth, her eyes sparkling at him. After a few seconds, she seemed to realise that she was touching Karl’s lips — a slow blush brought colour to her cheeks, and she quickly removed her hand. Karl thought that she’d looked confused for a moment at her own actions, but her smile soon returned.
“Just let me worry about that. And you’d be surprised at how much needs to be done around here! Anyway, after a morning of calling around, putting the feelers out ... and also querying a few things with the council, I had a lead! It’s even been something that’s been brought up before in town meetings.”
Karl was beginning to get interested. He’d initially thought that Alisha would just come through with some casual work — nothing like what he’d need to justify staying here in this small town. But it sounded like she’d found something much more substantial than that.
“Alisha, I can’t believe you went to so much trouble — thank you. Truly.”
Alisha took a sip of her wine, smirking around the glass. Unfortunately this caused her to spill a few drops down onto her cream-coloured top. Small blooms of red seeped into the cotton, staining it.
“Oh, damn...”
Alisha sighed, putting down her glass on the coffee table next to Karl’s. She pulled the front of her tank-top away from her chest, smiling ruefully.
Karl blinked, quickly turning his head but it was too late. The image was burned into his retinas. Alisha wasn’t wearing a bra, and when she’d pulled at her top, Karl had had a perfect view of her full breasts. Full and round orbs, topped with dusky pink nipples.
Alisha stood up from the sofa.
“Excuse me a minute, Karl. Oh, I’m such a klutz today...”
Alisha disappeared into the kitchen, and Karl heard the tap being turned on. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to get himself under control. His dick was hard, throbbing in his pants. Only the fact that he still had the cushion held over his crotch stopped him from embarrassing himself. Karl didn’t know why he was so damn horny — after all the sex he’d had with Jess yesterday...
“Sorry about that, Karl! Now, where were we?”
Alisha sashayed back into the living room, moving her hips a touch more than was strictly necessary. She sat down on the sofa — again, close enough to Karl so that their legs were touching — and smiled at him.
Karl opened his mouth to answer, but his breath caught. It looked like Alisha had made the most cursory of attempts at cleaning her top — using a wet cloth to rub at it if Karl was any judge. The red stains on her tank top were somewhat diluted and pale, but they were still there. What was far more pressing to Karl though, was that the front of Alisha’s top was now damp enough to be see-through in places. What’s more, the damp spots clung to the older woman’s chest, moulding to her breasts. Karl could clearly see her erect nipples pressing against the fabric.
Alisha furrowed her blonde brows, looking concerned.
“Karl? Are you alright?”
Karl’s voice was slightly choked, but he managed a smile — thanking god for the cushion ... although he was worried he was about to rip through it. He couldn’t figure out what Alisha was doing. The only way she could be showing more of her chest was if she was topless! How could she not know?
“Sorry, Alisha. Wine went down the wrong way.”
Alisha quirked her eyebrow, and glanced down at the coffee table where both their glasses sat.
“But you aren’t drinking?”
Karl hurriedly leant forward and grabbed his glass, taking a large gulp of wine.
“Oh, I had some why you were in the kitchen. I was just savouring it I guess — Uh, so you were about to tell me what you organised?”
“Oh. Oh, yes! Well you see the town does have a contract for a general maintenance worker — but we always just offer it as seasonal contract during peak tourist times. And a lot of residents have complained, saying that all the work that needs doing gets backed up, and that the priority is always given to resorts, tourist amenities ... those kind of things. And they have a point.”
Interested enough that he was even distracted from Alisha’s breasts, Karl leant towards her.
“And so...?”
Alisha smiled, and then reached for her own glass of wine — taking the opportunity to place a hand on Karl’s knee to steady herself as she did. She left it there afterwards, squeezing his knee as she smiled at him.
“And so we have a job available for you! It’s a bit less than the seasonal contract — that’s how I’m going to swing it by the other council members — but it’s still fairly competitive. Now, it hasn’t been drawn up yet, and I’ll have to get back to you with an official offer, BUT I can tell you that it will be at least...”
Alisha tilted her head and leant in towards Karl. For a brief moment he thought that the pretty blonde woman was about to kiss him — and he was so worked up that only surprise kept Karl from tilting his head to meet her lips with his. Alisha moved her mouth next to his ear, whispering an amount that made Karl’s eyes widen.
“Really? That much?”
Alisha squirmed happily on the sofa, delighted with herself.
“Not bad, right?”
Karl just stared at her, moved to the point that he wasn’t even tempted to sneak a peek at her chest.
“Alisha, I ... that’s amazing. If that’s true —
“It is!”
“— then I might actually be able to stay here. This is just ... thank you. Really.”
Alisha squeezed Karl’s knee again. Her eyes softened.
“You’re quite welcome, Karl.”
They looked at each other for a long moment — long enough that Karl’s surprise wore off and he was starting to remember he had a very attractive woman right in front of him.
Karl’s smile faltered, and his brain started to work again. She was definitely coming on to him. Karl wasn’t the most observant of guys, but even he was aware that it wasn’t usual for an attractive women to be so touchy with a stranger — to flaunt a low cut top while not wearing a bra — without an ulterior motive. He just wasn’t sure why.
This was only the third time he had met Alisha in person. The first time she had been cooly professional. Wrapped up in her job of welcoming him to the town. Alisha had been friendly enough, but hadn’t displayed any behaviour that would have led Karl to believe she was interested in him.
The second time had been yesterday morning. Alisha had been ... friendly. Perhaps a little more than Karl would have expected, but nothing too out of the ordinary. But today ... today she was practically all over him! And parts of her top were still see-through. There was no way that Alisha wasn’t aware of that. And she kept leaning forward while arching her back — a movement that gave Karl a perfect opportunity to see down her top.
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