The Cult

Twelve years ago, Alpha Leonis said he had a lucid dream. The “Heavenly waves” – as he calls them – informed him that the end of our civilization was going to take place during his lifetime and begged him to create a people whose goal would be to repopulate the Earth. It's as stupid as it sounds but it was convincing enough for forty people to follow him and his new life purpose.
Initially, the guru was living with his followers in the Alps, but his cult Stars of Life was quickly spotted by the forest guards. 48 hours of police custody were enough for Antoine Mailleux (his real name) to move his cult as far as possible, in the Andes mountains.
 
My editor wanted me to infiltrate Stars of Life for a few weeks, just enough to write a report of the cult’s state, ways of life and activities.
 
— That’s all great Jean-Marc, but I doubt they have WI-Fi there. What if something happens to me?
— Fabien agreed to it already, I want him to take the pictures and he could protect you too.
 
The subject was back on the agenda on a weekly basis. To keep saying no made me look bad, so I ended up agreeing to it too.
Thanks to an old investigation, we knew where they were located, which was about a two-day hike from La Oroya. Other than that we were heading to the unknown. Fabien and I spent a long day coming up with details for our cover, in the event that the cult did connect to the outside world after all. We decided our names would be “Aurore” and “Raphaël”, we met in a vacation club, we’ve been married for three years, we cannot stand our routine anymore, we want to give a real meaning to our lives, etc.
 
That's how we ended up here, bivouacking in the middle of the Andes forest with a Peruvian guide. After an exhausting journey, we arrive at the entrance of a village made of mud huts. Crouching in a vegetable garden, a woman sees us and runs towards the central hut, the biggest one, shouting “Excellence!”. It starts off strong.
Fabien takes a quick photo before other followers see us. I only see about fifteen huts. After a decade in the Andes, it seems like the Stars of Life don’t reproduce very fast.
A man in a blue toga and a large group of people come out of the hut to see what is going on.
 
— ¡Hola mis amigos! ¿Qué estás haciendo aquí?, he shouts from afar.
 
We thank our guide, who leaves us promptly. I whisper to Fabien that we must get into our characters right away because they’re approaching. I expected to see long beards, unkempt hair, muddy faces. The men and women are combed, groomed, all in beige togas. The color coding makes him easily recognizable within the group even though everyone here knows who the guru is. Rather tall, brown long straight hair tied with a single elastic, eyes crinkled with a welcoming smile. I had seen photos of him before leaving, but seeing him now in real life, I must admit I find him a bit impressive. I can now witness the charm of the conman.
He extends a hand to Fabien and I.
 
— Bonjour, Fabien says.
— Oh you guys are French! That’s so great!
 
Obviously, there is no shortage of toothbrushes here because he could blind me with his pearly teeth.
 
— Tell me everything! What brings you here?
 
We spend the afternoon  giving them all the details they want to know and we sometimes improvise what we didn’t anticipate. Everyone listens to us with interest, it's borderline intimidating. “Raphaël” even gets carried away, telling them he has a camera in his bag, which luckily didn’t seem to bother them.
 
— You know, says Alpha Leonis, we do not have electricity here. You can only recharge your batteries when some of us will be going to town next week.
 
I look around. We all sit on the ground on a carpet made of woven foliage. The women all lovingly look at the guru, men look at him with pride in their eyes. They gave each other star names like Beta Orionis or Gamma Pegasi...And since we tell them our intention to stay, they assign us star names as well. Fabien then becomes Beta Virginis and I Gamma Virginis. It sounds like the only Alpha-Something here is the guru, the men are Betas and the women are Gammas. A tad cheesy.
 
I leave Beta Virginis with the men and I’m getting closer to a group of Gammas who are preparing dinner. They have plenty of questions about France, which I answer, feigning my lack of interest for my own country.
 
— Sorry to be technical, I say, but... Where could we sleep tonight?
 
They all offer their hut, which goes straight to my heart but also indicates the thirst for new faces around here.
 
— What about the meals? I see there are many huts but you are all staying here, in the largest one... You always eat together?
 
A young woman who probably arrived here as a kid, teaches me that the other huts are only used for sleeping at night or for improvised teachings, that they spend the majority of their time in the central hut. When I ask who the couples are, they answer in unison “Alpha is our husband”.
 
— But you came here alone or with a boyfriend, husband?
— Some of us were accompanied, answers another woman.
— And the men let you marry Alpha? I mean… they let you go with him at night, all that?
 
    I want to know if the guru claimed them all for sex and why the men would agree to that. I hear nervous, shy laughs. Another woman replies:
 
— It is an honor for men to offer their companion to Alpha.
— I don’t think Beta Virginis will agree to share me!
 
They laugh. And then one of them say:
 
— Oh, he will, you’ll see.
 
The potato soup arrives. Everyone regroups to sit on the floor even though there are tables and chairs around. Fabien sits down next to me. Alpha Leonis speaks.
 
— My dear friends, today is a very special day…
 
(I wonder what they eat on regular days if today is a treat.)
 
— …Two new people have joined us and we will welcome them as we should, by offering a teaching…
 
We look at each other with Fabien, honored, but a little apprehensive.
Alpha Leonis asks that two Gammas join him on the stage in the center of the room.
 
— …Dear newcomers, you are not without knowing the purpose of our existence here. Tonight, you will be witnessing our efforts to fulfill our destiny…
 
How didn’t I notice there are no children here?
 
— For the occasion, I will demonstrate in front of you an apprenticeship with Gamma Sagitarii and Gamma Cephei. Then you will be able to follow and do your learning with the people of your choice…

I look at Fabien with fear in my eyes. Are they going to make us do things right off the bat? Rite of passage or trick to make sure we are sincere?
Four followers start playing a slow rhythm with drums and congas. The room starts humming "Oms".
I glance at Fabien, as stunned as me. It definitely feels like a cult now.
 
Their eyes are glued to the stage but I can feel side looks from time to time, to check our reactions. I just smile, probably looking tense, keeping my eyes on the stage. The two Gammas turn around Alpha Leonis, moving their bust in an obvious game of seduction, the movement of their breasts under the gowns reveals the lack of bra. They dance around him as if it was all an innocent game. But then they grab the toga at the guru's feet and pull it upwards to remove it completely. He finds himself completely naked in front of us, just like that, with the beginning of an erection. The excitement is felt in the room. The “Oms” are stronger, the rhythm of the congas faster. Fabien and I are in shock but we’re trying not to let anything show.
 
— We offer our bodies to the Heavenly waves for procreation, he says.
 
And everyone in the room repeats the phrase. I am between the giggles and — I must admit — a slight arousal. It's not every day you see people naked, in these conditions.
Alpha Leonis then lies down on his back. The two Gammas squat on either side of him.
 
— Gamma Sagitarii, he continues, help the procreator in his task. He must be ready.
 
The guy talks about himself using the third person…Unbelievable.
Gamma Sagitarii takes the guru’s sex delicately in her hands, leans over and puts it in her mouth. The congas are accelerating. She eats it with so much devotion that it causes a slight tug in my lower abdomen. No one around reacts, not even Fabien who does not miss a thing. The show is surreal.
    Once the guru is stiff with desire, he asks the two young women to remove their gowns, which they do without flinching and they also find themselves naked on stage.
 
— Gamma Sagitarii and Cephei, make your move.
 
As if they do this every day, they understand what Alpha Leonis means. Gamma Sagitarii turns backwards, inserts his penis in her before rubbing against his body. Her hips movements are so lascivious that I feel my body wanting it.
As for Gamma Cephei, she comes to sit on the face of the guru, who grabs her thighs and begins to lick her. The two Gammas seem happy to give him pleasure. They don’t hold any moaning back. The room is still humming but I start feeling the thirst for sex in the audience. My body seems to be enjoying the craziness of all this. I whisper to Fabien “this is nuts!” to which he replies “That bastard is the happiest man!”.
The minutes pass. They are really enjoying themselves on that stage. And finally, the guru gets up. With a strong, glistening cock in front of us, he looks in my direction so intensely that a very dirty thought crosses my mind. He puts Gamma Sagitarii in front of him on all fours and asks the two young women to kiss each other as he grabs Sagitarii’s hips and penetrates her. They kiss with obscene tongues. He watches them, jaw clenched. He thrusts his way harder into her, his flesh smacking against her offered body. He stares at me again. A look full of confidence, defying even, to make me understand he’s the boss here, that women do whatever he wants, that it could be me on stage with him if he decided to.
 
— Go now, he says to his audience, it is your time to teach and to learn.
 
Fabien and I look at each other in panic.
Now what? Congas stopped, the "Om" as well since the followers start their business right there and then. Most of them are already naked and have created small groups. Five of them come towards us. Seeing our distress from the stage, Alpha Leonis, in full effort, says:
 
— As I have not yet married you, Gamma Virginis, you can do it with your current husband, exceptionally.
— Could we do that in private instead? replies Fabien right away.
 
Still going back and forth in Sagitarii’s body like there is no tomorrow, he says:
 
— Take the hut of your choice then!
 
I feel so relieved.
 
We get up quickly to leave, but he calls from the stage:
 
— Come here, Gamma Virginis.
 
My contract doesn’t say I have to do whatever he asks me to do, but I need to play the game long enough to get enough for a story, so I approach the scene and end up a few inches from him and the two Gammas touching each other. From there, I can see that he’s in fact sodomizing Sagitarii. I want to tell him he’ll never get a child that way but I have a feeling he already knows that.
 
He plants his eyes in mine and with a little smile, says:
 
— You’ll think of me when you come tonight.
 
And he starts screaming like an animal, his eyes fixed on mine, as if his orgasm was just for me. I don’t know how he does it, but this arouses me so much I can feel the heat between my thighs.
 
Fabien takes me outside where it is now dark.
 
— What the fuck was that? he says.
— They offered us a giant orgy!
— This is so sick. But, interestingly enough, I have quite the boner.
— Too much information, Fabien.
— If we have to stay here for weeks, we’ll likely fuck like everybody else, so let’s be chill about this.
 
He's right. We either stop everything now and sneak out – which is impossible without a guide – or we enter the game and we’ll eventually see each other naked, at the very least. I certainly hadn't signed up for that.
 
— Did you hear he wants to marry me? Who does he think he is!
— He set this whole thing up just to have all the sex he wants, no doubt.
— What do we do now?
— Are you a little excited?
— What?! No!
— Really? Not even a little bit?
— Well… Maybe a little bit.
 
Behind us, in the central hut, the groans of followers rise. They really sound like beasts. In the middle of the night, surrounded by the forest, it feels like a very exciting joke.
 
— We can do whatever we want, I say, I don’t think they’ll notice.
 
Fabien never attracted me. He's not really my type but I’m so horny and he has a hard on, so that’s pretty much a match made in heaven.
 
— Ethically speaking, I say, we probably should only go play cards in that hut.
— Or we could relieve the pressure and take this as the best way to not blow our cover?
 — Will it stay between us when we return to Paris?
— You don’t need to say.
— Do you have condoms?
— As a matter of fact, I do!
 
I no longer want to stop this train which has already left.
 
— You know, he chuckles, you're my wife here. So technically we're not doing anything wrong.
 
    We enter a small hut and light the candle in the entrance. I was so far from thinking about having sex with him ten minutes ago. It may be the circumstances, the fact that we are far from everything, but I feel like I need this.
I approach him and take the condom from his hands.
 
— Let me do it.
 
He looks at me, surprised.
 
— Remember I'm your wife, so technically...
 
He laughs. I unbuckle and lower his pants. I find his cock, already tensed and this makes me want to be manhandled even more. I open the package and unroll the condom on him. I’m so ready but somehow a little nervous.
 
— Shhh, he says as if he wanted to reassure me.
 
He puts a finger under my chin to make me look in his eyes. He leans in to taste my mouth and then introduces a hungry tongue. Our moans betray our furious desire. He brings me down to the ground. I take off my shorts and my panties in a swift movement, while our mouths are still locked to each other. He places himself between my legs. His hands run through my hair and his cock penetrates my body without resistance.
 
— Wow… It feels like you really wanted this, he says.
— Shut up, Virginis! Focus on your marital duty.
 
He stirs in my body, searching our pleasure in the right place. The face of the guru suddenly appears in my mind: the way he was looking at me while crying out his orgasm and his pretentious “you’ll think about me when”…
The orgy noises in the background adds to my thirst. Fabien rolls his hips on me so well that I’m already close. My muscles clench his body as if I wanted to feel the veins of his cock from the inside. A heat radiates in my core. I can feel the warmth in my face and I know very well what this means.
 
— Do you mind if I come now? I say.
— Already? Am I that good?
He doesn’t even stop, he keeps a steady pace. I find myself thinking about the guru between my legs. His cock inside me would feel so good.
 
— Fuck me! I beg.
 
Fabien gives more energetic thrusts in my body.
It could be him, pounding my flesh with his. His face, his eyes on me…
 
— Slow down, I say. Slow down, slow down...Oh...Oh!
 
My orgasm comes with lusting images of the guru filling me with his sperm. Fabien, hearing my cries, does not hold back any longer and offers me the sound with the images.
He gives me three strong thrusts to sign his pleasure.
 
— Holy fuck! He says in a sigh.
 
It is while catching our breath, my legs opened and Fabien still inside me that I notice Alpha Leonis and the two Gammas at the door, looking at us with broad smiles. I’m not even moving. I’m very curious to know what he’s thinking about, seeing my half-naked body.
 
— Do you mind if we come in? he says without waiting for the permission to do so.
 
I secretly want Fabien to be fine with this, because I’m so fine with this.
Fabien looks at me as if to say “I’m ok with it if you’re ok with it.” to which I nod. He seems as thirsty as I am.
The two Gammas pull Fabien by the arm and they go in the corner of the room. Alpha Leonis, stands in front of me and peeks between my thighs.
 
— Did you think about me? He says replacing the collar of his toga.
— I don’t understand what you mean.
— Did thinking about me help you come?
 
Lust makes me want to share with him.
 
— Yes.
— Good. I want you do to something for me.
 
I reply “anything!” in my mind and realizes how crazy I’ve become.
 
— I want you to touch yourself while watching your husband pleasuring them.
— And then?
— What do you mean and then?
— What about you?
— I’ll watch you.
— And then?
— That’s it. I’m just here to observe.
 
My body craves his cock and nothing else, but he might give it to me if I touch myself. So I put my hands between my legs and start stroking my slit.
In front of me, the two Gammas rub their naked bodies against Fabien. He has not lost his erection.
 
— How does it feel? says Alpha.
— To watch them?
— Are you jealous?
 
I know he wants me to say yes, so I’m using the fact that I’m jealous of them having fun in front of me instead of us to answer him.
 
— Yes, very.
— Good. Do you want to make him jealous?
— Yes, very much so.
 
I come to my senses for a brief second, realizing I’m touching myself in front of Fabien who's getting into more serious action with two complete strangers. This is completely insane!
 
— Are you taking any pleasure? He asks.
— Sure, but I usually need a little help from a friend.
 
Fabien is penetrating Gamma Cephei on all four while Sagitarri caresses his balls and kisses him ferociously.
 
— Once we’re married, says Alpha, you’ll give me great pleasure.
— You’re so sure of that!
— I am.
— I didn’t know coming here that marrying you was part of the whole thing.
 
I stand up and face him. I look at him straight in his eyes.
 
— You’ll never have my body.
— Oh yes, I will.
— No. You’ll watch me do all the men here before I do you.
— Unlikely.
— How can you be so sure of yourself?
— You’re already mine.
 
He puts his hand between my thighs. Feeling his fingers right there feels so good I don't make a move. He inserts his index inside of me, watching the reactions on my face.
I want this fucker so bad…
He takes off his hand and leaves me hanging for more.
 
— Back on the ground, he says.
 
I lay on the ground and don’t even wait for him to say anything before touching myself again. I really want that release to be able to face that guy the only way I should face him: professionally.
 
— Stop! He says.
— No.
— Yes, stop, he says grabbing my hand. You’ll come when I’ll tell you to come.
 
What an irritating man. My pleasure was right there, just a few rubs away. He takes a chair, positions it in front of the threesome and sits on it.
 
— Come sit on my lap, he orders to me.
 
The thought turns me on so quickly I don’t feel like refusing. I sit on his lap, making sure to place my naked butt against his abdomen. The toga is thin, I can fell his cock underneath, beating with desire.
 
— Take off your shirt and lean on me.
 
I take of my top, my bra, and lean back on him so he can have a great view of my breast over my shoulder. I’m so wet I feel I’m staining his clothes.
 
— Watch them, he says.
 
One of the girl has Fabien’s dick in her mouth, the other one his balls, he’s so ready to come it’s visible.
 
— Tell me what you desire, he whispers in my ear like a snake.
 
His warm breath in my neck causes delicious shivers down my spine.
 
— Caress me again.
— Hmm… Good girl.
 
His hand makes his way between my legs. He plants two fingers in me and starts rubbing his palm against my clitoris. I’m so close…
 
— Why are you here? he asks.
 
I suddenly realize he may not be a naive as I thought he was.
 
— I wanted to find a greater purpose in life.
 
He takes off his hand and once again I feel the pulse stopping on the way up.
 
— No, why are you really here?
— I want to help with the destiny of our people.
— No.
 
He grabs my breast in his hands and caresses me, kisses me all over my neck.
 
— Tell me why you’re really here.
 
I feel stuck, caught in a lie.
 
— I don’t know why you want to hear.
— That you’re a cop...Or a journalist…
 
He slowly kisses my collarbone. I stay silent, not knowing where he’s going.
 
— …That you came here with an agenda, but your your agenda changed since you've met me.
— Is this what you want to hear?
— Yes…
— Then yes, I’m a journalist, I came here to write a column, I…
 
He puts his hand back between my legs and plunges his fingers in me.
 
— … I didn’t know that I would feel that way, I say.
— What way? Say it.
— I want you… I want you to fuck me so hard…
— There.
 
Satisfied by my response, he pulls up his toga and my butt now rubs against his cock.
 
— Do you want it? he says.
— Yes, yes please.
 
He lifts me up a and penetrates me on the way down. His cock is finally in me and I could scream right now. He fills me so nicely. His balls are so firm with desire.
 
— Lean back on me, watch them.
 
He moves in and out of me as best he can, I place my hand on top of his between my legs and I can feel his cock going back and forth in me with the tip of my fingers.
 
— You’re so professional, he says, going above and beyond for a column…
— No…
— Yes, and you love it, am I right?
— Yes…
— Good girl.
 
I feel the warmth back on my face.
 
— Look at them.
 
Fabien is releasing the pressure on Cephei and Sagitarri’s breasts, moaning like an animal.
 
— Now, come for me, he whispers in my ear.
 
I let him use me, completely offered in his arms and I come so fast, almost on command. My body is shaking, my heart is racing. I’m such a slut for letting myself go like this. I’m fucked by a weirdo in the middle of nowhere and it feel so good I can’t control my screams. My body eats his cock so frantically that I feel like I would fall from the chair if he didn’t hold me.
 
— I told you so, he says once I’m back on Earth.
 
I look at Fabien, he looks back at me, we’re not even in shock. I don’t know what they put in the potato soup here but definitely not a spoon of boundaries…
 
— Now, Alpha says, let’s talk about an arrangement for that article you want to write.
 
 
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