No. I sensed something; a presence I have not felt since...

The heavenly scene before me kept going for several blissful minutes before the kissing became less and less greedy and more and more relaxed until it finally stopped. The three girls were sitting and kneeling on the floor on the floor before the bed as something like a post orgasm clarity came to them. But I didn't want them to feel shame or remorse about their actions, so I took the floor. "Thank you girls. You three were... simply amazing. I cannot even begin to describe, what you have done. It... I... Just thank you!" Jaz stood up, helping her two female guests to rise as well and then she invited them to lie down on the bed. "Thank you, D. You've been quite amazing too, I think. I loved sharing that experience with you guys. Thanks." Jaz padded her friends, as she sank to the mattress herself. "Wow", said Vanny. "I have NEVER cum so hard in my life. And I can say without blushing I have cum alot." Joey kept silent for a few seconds, then she opened her mouth to speak. "I... Wow. I didn't think I could take you, but... Wow! That was..." "And his cum, right?" Jaz sat up. "You know what? I always thought I found the idea of swallowing appalling. But... D, I don't wanna step on your toes, but you're delicious, man!" Vanny just giggled and Jaz began to reach for a remote control to start a movie as I sensed something. Something or rather someone was close. And it wasn't Jaz or one of the two sisters.

I sat up and spread my senses. There! I looked at the door to the balcony that faced away from the street and towards the spacious garden of the house. Nobody could see the windows or doors of Jaz's room from outside so we didn't bother to close the curtains but now there was a silhouette standing on the balcony. As I looked directly towards it, I sensed fear. Not just any kind of fear. A special kind of fear. Vanny had seen the silhouette too now and tried to cover her large breasts still glistening from cum and saliva. "Fuck! Who is that?" Jaz and Joey looked over to the door but the silhouette had already fallen back into the darkness and began climbing down the balcony, as far as I could trust my senses.

"You three stay here! I'll take care of that little prick." Luckily I had recovered physically and I knew the vicinity. I ran down the stairs to the living room and opened the door to the garden. I didn't care I was still naked. The cool night air was flowing around my body and whith my feet touching the ground, I could easily sense the direction the peeper was running. As soon as my eyes had adapted to the darkness and the guy was close enough, I took a deep breath and concentrated. I projected myself into his mind and tried to go deep into the endless space between his body and mind but I couldn't do it. I lacked skin contact and at that moment I was so enraged, I completely forgot I had more subtle means at my disposal which did not require skin contact.

The silhouette of the peeper turned towards a spot, where there was a hole in the fence that led to another smaller street. He would reach it before I did. I had been too slow running down the stairs and now he was getting away. The silhouette reached the fence and I turned to be hidden behind some trees and bushes. I catched my breath and reached out again. I sensed no one near except the two of us and I sensed the guy being exhausted from the climb and the sprint - just as me. There was no one else on the street right now, but that could change any moment and I was still naked. Anyways, I wasn't going to let him slide. I concentrated and this time I just concealed myself from anyone's perception. Then I slowly passed through the hole in the fence. There he was, now he was going fast but running. Wearing a black hoodie, denim trousers and a pair of sneakers. I followed him, took a few more deep breaths and mustered my strength, then I projected the Image of a tall, slender faceless black man coming his way. He froze in shock, but just a few seconds, then he shook his head in disbelief, turned around and ran straight towards me, not taking any heed of my presence at all. I could see his face clearly now, not that I had needed confirnation. I had recognised him by the stench of his fear, when he was still outside on the balcony, filming us.

I readied myself and when he was close enough, I grabbed his face using my thumb and my index finger to pressing the nerves under his cheek bonea hard. The pain and the attack on his face stopping his movement abruptly took him off vuard and I used the skin contact to drain him and projected the image of the faceless man in his head again. With a screeching voice I spoke directly to his mind: «I am Nyarlathotep, faceless god of a thousand forms. I am the stalker among the stars and the haunter of the dark. I am the will and the voice, the heart and the soul of the outer gods! Did you really think, you could desecrate my communion and get away with it? Did you really think, you could run from the crawling chaos, mortal?»

Well, that megalomania that had manifested in my needy moment, it hadn't really left me I guess. I projected these images and words to make him fear me even more of course. I didn't really take myself for the messenger of some gothic horros story's dark deities. But it sure was fun. And Fittie? It seemed he wasn't the brightest candle on the cake.

With skin contact to his face and me having drowned him I now entered the space, where his mind and body connected. That left me ****, I couldn't keep up the illusion of not being there. If a car passed by now, they probably would have seen a naked weirdo holding a Hand to face a guy lying on the ground frightened to the core. I travelled at the speed of light between two glowing planes. Numerous strands of light connected them and I just wreaked havoc. I took immobilized his limbs, I took his sight and hearing, I took his abilities to speak or scream for help. Of course none of this was going to last long and making me lre than one change... It was more tiring than I would have expected. When I came back to my own bod, I was dizzy and felt weak. I needed a moment to catch my breath, but just after a few breaths I heard a car nearing. Fuck! Being naked and exhausted, I grabbed one of Fittiea hands and pulled him towards the fence. That guy was heavier than he looked.The car melt coming closer, I could already see the headlights when I finally made to the spot with the hole. I was at least somewhat concealed by the bushes there but Fittie's unmoving body wasn't. I pulled with all the **** I could muster, but I was too slow. The car passed by, a wan was in the driver's seat. On the backseat there was a kid, looking straight at me. It must have seen me standing naked between the bushes, looking back at her and potentially pulling a human body into the darkness... Poor kid, I hope it didn't get bad dreams over this. On the bright side, I thought, nobody will believe this wild story anyway.

I pulled him a little further and the I undid his belt. I wanted to use it to bind his wrists together, but that seemed like a bad Idea. Instead I took his laces, and used them to bind his wrists together behind his back. It wasn't exactly escape proof, but it should work. With his belt, I formed a leash around his neck. I then pulled him closer to the house, grabbing the waist of his trousers and keepithe leash. Luckily, his ability to move returned, when I had made it halfway through the garden. He wasn't really fond of the idea of following me, but luckily he was too afraid try something. I thought about calling the girls for help, but that would have undermined the whole faceless god of a thousand forms thing, so I had to take the risk.

Our way up to the room wasn't a thing I enjoyed, but I was able to **** my will upon him. As we entered the room, the girls had dressed and the weren't dressed in their pajamas too. They had taken on their normal every day clothes. Still sexy, especially if You knew what marvelous bodies hid beneath, but the mood had gone. And I hates Fittie for destroying the rest of this wonderful evening. He would lay for his transgression, one way or another!