Chapter 4
In the first three cases examined in this volume, we have seen a re-occurring theme exhibit itself in cases of bestiality. That theme relegates the practitioners to poverty, finding their activities with animals primarily motivated by the need for money. Whatever else developed between the people and the animal, spirituality, affection, etc., was only after the fact. In this case, however, we examine the record of a very wealthy man living in the hills of Southern California. His statement is presented as an insight into a purely motivated case of bestiality where other factors, like the need for money, do not enter.
Mr. Karl M.'s record of his activities were discovered in the basement of his huge mansion at a time when a construction company was demolishing the house to make room for a shopping center. One worker, having run across the document, held onto it for some time. When I advertised for case histories of people having had relations with animals, this worker answered my plea.
I since have edited out some of this remarkable document. None of my strikes, however, have been made for reasons of censorship, but only to eliminate the irrelevant bulk of material so that this document of one man's life could be presented here.
I am writing this document solely for the protection of my family. That is, that they might understand my strange behavior over the last few years if someone should ever discover it. You see, I have led two, separate lives now for fifteen years. I have come to believe in the Werewolf, and have seen the incarnation of that myth within myself. These writings were made only during the daylight hours because it is only when the sun shines that I am able to function as a somewhat normal human being.
My story begins the night my wife, Elizabeth, left me for another man. On that evening, I turned into another person, feeling forces overwhelm me which I had never even suspected existed within me. From that evening on, everything I did I was to do alone ... without benefit of another human being to either restrict or praise my behavior.
The wind was blowing with an intense heat that evening, and I'm sure this affected me. I had heard stories of men changing into baser type beings during the high riding Santa Ana winds, and I was to feel this affect first hand. After my wife had left the house, I roamed throughout its cavernous rooms, wailing and feeling the surge grow within me. I wandered out into the back where the trees and bushes grew wild and where we kept our German shepherds. Those dogs had become our pride and joy during the last few months of our marriage. They were big and black and beautiful. When they ran, it was like a natural force unleashed across the countryside. There were two of them, one male and one female. Kurt and Britt we called them, allowing them to retain their German background and establish a human characteristic.
I stood over Britt's cage for over an hour, staring into her small, private world. Then, with the rash of a sudden impulse, I threw off my clothes. I took my cock into my hands and began stretching that organ out into a full erection. The wind continued to wail, and with each stroke I began to feel myself move with it. What had been building inside me since the moment I had discovered my wife's move now began to swell in torrents of desire and pure animal feeling. As I beat myself off, I howled towards the sky, now getting down on all fours and even trying to plant my prick into the soft dirt. As I found myself in this position, I looked up and noticed Britt staring quite wide-eyed at me. There was a softness in her look, a kind of invitation, which she silently passed on to me.
As I opened the gate and walked into her pen I began to realize that I had been forced into another world. The stage upon which the human being enacted his or her desire and sensuality was no longer to be mine. I had been thrust from that core and out into the world of the animal. From now on, I thought, it will make no difference from what or whom I derive my pleasure. Because, without the love of my wife, there was no longer any difference and there was no longer any reason to confine myself.
That night, as I lay next to my German shepherd, I began thinking in totally new directions. As I pulled open her vagina and inserted my penis up inside her, I knew that life for me was to be a totally new and different thing. We made love that evening, I humping the dog from the rear and ejaculating my semen into her with a force I had yet to know from myself. It was an experience which totally satisfied me, and allowed me to vent those feelings of rage and hopelessness which ran throughout me.
As I walked back to the house, leaving the dog outside, I began making plans. I decided that I would turn this old, rambling estate into a center for those people afflicted with strange sexual desire. With my private wealth, plus the privacy of my land, I was sure there would be plenty of people to populate my little country. Also, since fucking my dog, I had developed an intense desire to be with a human female. I have always enjoyed women, and knew that there were plenty around who would gladly pay the price to live on my estate.
I began running advertisements in the local papers. They were very discreet and directed to 'females only'. Within two hours of the paper hitting the stand, I received my first reply. It was late in the afternoon when the phone rang. With great anticipation, I ran into the house and picked up the receiver.
Her voice was soft and mellow. She seemed very young and I wondered if maybe it wasn't a set-up. But then I figured that with the amount of people I knew in high places, any kind of charge could be handled with no problem.
I told Lisa, that was her name, to come over that evening and we could talk. She was agreeable to that and the time was set for eight o'clock that night.
For the rest of the day I paced the large living room, afraid to get involved with Britt before the arrival of Lisa. I wanted everything to be handled with the utmost discretion, thus giving myself the greatest possible chance of success.
At precisely eight o'clock, the doorbell rang. Standing in the doorway was the most beautiful young blonde I had ever seen. She had hair that flowed down across her shoulders and more than halfway to her waist. Her eyes were clear blue, reflecting everything around her. And her body-well, I had always enjoyed the female body and had seen many during my lifetime, but Lisa's body looked to be the finest anywhere. She wore a tight sweater with no bra underneath and her breasts stood large and firm beneath. The low cut pants flared as did her hips from the depths of a very small waist The complete picture of perfection which stood before me were the longest, lean legs possible - the kind of limbs that looked capable of pulling man or beast between them.
After introducing ourselves, I led this nubile young nymph into the parlor where we could sit and talk. She seemed fascinated by my estate, and made very intelligent comments concerning pieces of furniture and their stylistic origins as we walked. Once inside the parlor, I closed the doors and offered her a drink. We sat across from each other, drinking Sherry and trying to fumble our way across that most dangerous of abysses.
"I normally don't do this kind of thing, but your ad sounded very reasonable."
I told her that I was a very reasonable fellow, and able to make any activities within my house more than worthwhile for her. She asked me openly and specifically what it was that I wanted her to do. I couldn't tell her that I wanted to watch her perform orally on a dog or allow the dog to fuck her. Not at this moment anyway.
"I'm not a whore." she said, getting up from her chair and seating herself next to me, "but I also am not a loser. I mean, there's no way you'll find me on the streets begging for change."
I told her that that would never be necessary for her again. But while I spoke, Lisa's finely sculptured hand was sliding gracefully up my thigh. I could feel the heat of her penetrating through my slacks. She reached the edge of my balls and stopped. Her fingers moved just slightly against them, making my ever expanding cock twitch.
"I like you, Karl, and want to make you happy. You and I both know what goes on here, and we could make each other very happy if we accept what's happening."
She was an intelligent girl, and that made me sigh with relief. I realized at that moment that we would have a long, satisfying relationship together ... one that would not break down over stupid matters. I also realized, at the very same moment, that she knew what to do with a man.
She had both my balls, flaming and swollen beneath my slacks, in the palm of her hand and was moving them ... one against the other. Then she moved her hand slowly up the back ridge of my prick, just touching lightly enough to make her presence known but without actually jacking me off.
"Does that feel nice?" She asked, pinching the swollen tip and moving her fingers around its circumference.
"Beautiful" I replied. Then I took her to me. Our lips met and her mouth opened widely. Our tongues clashed and stabbed as we moved back and forth between our mouths. She sucked on my tongue, then, pulled it back into her mouth. As we kissed, I could feel her entire body heating up and moving around on the couch. She brought up her knee and moved it across my thigh until it was planted firmly against my cock and balls.
She moaned loudly as I drew my hand up underneath her sweater. Her breasts were large and the nipples were well-formed and quite strong. I tweaked the buds slowly, building the momentum of my movements as we went along. She cried as I put my mouth to her, sucking on those firm, red nipples as though I were just a baby. She pulled my head closely to her breasts, making me push all the way against them.
"Oh, God, Karl... harder! Harder!"
Then I moved down between her tits, following that line which runs from the vaginal crack all the way up the front of the body. She moved easily beneath me, laying back on the couch and watching me as I moved down towards her pearl. When I reached the top of her pants, I could already feel the heat coming from between her legs. It was like a glowing fire waiting for me down there, and I couldn't wait until my tongue was stabbing and licking at those golden juices.
"Eat me, baby, eat it all...!"
I struggled with her zipper, then slid the pants over her hips. She had a tan line stretching across her belly just above the golden line of her pubis. That difference in skin color seemed to present her fine cunt hairs as a golden shrine.
As I pulled her pants the rest of the way off, Lisa struggled with her sweater. Now, she lay naked before me, rubbing her strong thighs together and begging me into her with her crystal clear eyes.
"Let's do everything ..." She panted, moving her thighs apart and stretching her cunt towards me.
I reached down and pulled the soft, moist skin of her lips apart. She looked young, very smooth and soft I wanted to be gentle with her ... to match the beauty of what I saw before me. I put my mouth to her, and she cried out in pleasure.
I found the clit and began stabbing it with my tongue. The juices were pouring from within her, and the warmth seemed to grow in intensity with every stroke of my tongue. She pulled her legs up, and closed her thighs around my head, almost trying to pull me inside her cunt. I would have gone had space permitted. "Turn around, Karl, hurry!"
I managed to adjust myself so that my groin was now at her face. Frantically, she tore at my slacks and pulled out my prick. As I dove into her wide open depths, Lisa took my cock into her mouth and began sucking with a matched energy for what I was doing to her.
Her vagina began to pulsate. I grabbed her from behind and pulled her close to me, holding onto her and driving myself deeper and deeper inside.
"Ohhhh!!! ... please ... oh, God, it feels good ... don't stop! Please, oh yes, stop ... oh, no, don't stop!!!"
She moved like a storm was being unleashed between her thighs. Then, I came. We both shuddered at each others' sex while I shot my liquid into her sweet mouth and she writhed and pulsated at mine.
We spent the next hour laying in the same position and playing with each others' genitals. I was fascinated with her cunt and she seemed quite taken with my cock. It wasn't a special cock, just a .plain old penis, but she refused to stop playing with it and examining it. Finally, she spoke and the words were exactly what I had wanted to hear.
"I've never had it so good, Karl, from anyone. If you don't mind, I think I'll stay on here."
The next day, Lisa and I began what came to be a ritual between us. Because of my strange feelings towards life and my new way, we slept in separate bedrooms. When we awoke in the morning, we did not see each other at all. I spent the day doing historical research in my study while she played around the estate. Once, as I was gazing out the window towards the pool, I saw her laying naked in the sunshine. Her legs were spread wide towards the warmth of the sun and she seemed totally content. She would spend days upon days basking nude out there, occasionally getting up to go swimming then returning to her place on the deck.
But as the days went smoothly in this manner, the nights evolved into something entirely different. It was then that the strange moods began flooding my mind and I changed from what might be called a quiet intellectual into a raging madman. It was when the sun set that those deepest, darkest desires rising from the archaic past beset me upon the strange and uncommon roads of sexuality.
Lisa had taken to the dogs with great enthusiasm. She would let them out of their cages during the daylight hours and romp naked across the lawn with them. As I watched her activities from my window, though, I saw no indication of physical contact other than petting. I decided that I would not force the situation, but rather, let the relationship between her and the animals take its own course. This, I discovered later, had been a wise choice on my part.
After about two weeks with this beautiful young nymph, the tide began turning in the direction I had originally desired. One night, after dinner and viewing a film which I ran in my private projection room, Lisa and I wandered out into the back yard. She was wearing a see-through gown which revealed her breasts and the light shadow between her thighs. As usual, I was very aroused and ready for our usual nightly activities.
"Are you glad you stayed?" I asked her, leading her ever closer to the animal's cage.
"I've never been happier. I mean that" She replied, skipping across the grass with grace and youthful vigor.
I took her into my arms and kissed her hard on the mouth. She thrust her belly up against me and began to writhe beneath her gown. I could feel the warm flesh of thighs pressing, and the lift of her breasts pushing against my chest My hand moved down to the bottom 'of her gown where I. began lifting the garment very slowly up her legs. Finally, I brought the material up above her cunt. I grabbed the tight, little cheeks of her ass, spreading them at the bottom and reaching underneath for just a taste of her firm, young lips.
"Oooo ... that feels so nice ... but I can't tonight."
"Why not?" I asked, stupidly.
"Oh, Karl, sometimes you just act so dumb. It's that time of month!"
I must have looked disappointed because she immediately threw off her gown and presented her young, naked body to me.
"That doesn't mean we can't have some fun, though."
Lisa lay down on the grass in front of me, in a position of worship, and spread her legs.
"Please, allow me to please you. I want to do it to you."
I stood very still while she played with my zipper. Finally she had my pants down around my knees. I was growing stiffer with each minute as she stroked and cupped my prick and balls.
"I love it ... it's the most beautiful one I've ever seen." Then, right there in the backyard, she took my cock into her mouth. Her tongue worked over the length while she bit just slightly on the staff. With her hand, she reached up and around me, placing her finger up my anus. I felt my entire body begin to tremble as she sucked hard on my organ, pulling the long length all the way into her throat. As I came, shooting my load deep inside her, she pulled her finger from my ass.
When it was all over, and Lisa knelt beneath me licking my cock and balls dry, I told her that it had been the best I had ever known. She was very happy about this. But, along with that, she made mention of the fact that she was very tired and wanted to turn in for the night. I had forgotten about my plans and told her that it would be okay. As she walked naked back into the house, I realized that the remainder of the evening would be spent without her, and without any hope for the dogs. I was deeply depressed as I went up to my room and fell asleep.
But then a very strange thing happened. I awoke from a very disturbed sleep and went out into the backyard without even bothering to dress. I was naked as I let Kurt and Britt from their cages. Down on all fours, I crawled around the lawn with the dogs, howling and barking with them. I cannot really remember if I had been asleep, or if it had been a state of half-consciousness. All I do know is that the incident actually had taken place.
I awoke staring at the feet of Lisa. My eyes traveled up the length of her naked body. Her eyes showed confusion and even something akin to fear.
"What are you doing, Karl?" She asked.
I could not answer her, but sat very quietly at her feet. Finally, thinking that she could reach me, she knelt down beside me. We sat there, staring at each other, until Kurt crawled over.
Lisa was sitting on her haunches so that her legs were spread and her vagina was in clear view. She was a very immodest girl, and seemed to take great delight in exposing herself whenever possible. While we sat, Kurt had made his way up between her legs and was sniffing her out. Neither of us had really noticed this, so taken were we with our presence out there on that strange evening.
"Oh my God!" She cried. The dog was licking her cunt, practically pushing her over on her back with the force of his tongue.
"Get him out, Karl, please!" Lisa seemed unable to move, and allowed the big dog to lap up her cunt juices as he wished.
"Let him alone, Lisa, I think you'll enjoy it" It was at that point that the young girl realized my strange likes. Her eyes questioned me for a moment, then turned back to the big, black dog eating her out.
"Is it that important to you, Karl?"
"Yes" I replied, "It is."
"All right, then, I'll do it."
It had been easier than I had envisioned. Lisa threw herself backwards and pulled the dog's head up between her legs. She spread herself for his hungry tongue and watched with incredulous fascination as he plunged ever deeper inside her.
"It feels good ... better than I could have imagined."
Her voice was becoming laden with breath, as though she were breathing the words out instead of speaking them. I watched in total fascination as the dog grew more and more intense in his actions. Lisa was beginning to love, and was now throwing her legs up and about the animal's head, pulling him ever closer to her flaming cunt.
"Oh, God, you beast!" She cried, "lick me, suck me, bite me!!!"
Without me having to say anything more, Lisa pulled the dog's head from between her legs. She twisted herself around and went underneath the animal. There, hanging in black majesty, was his prick. She stared at the organ for a few seconds than began pulling and stroking it. It grew quickly, and was extremely large. The little knob in the center along the shaft seemed to give her great pleasure as she molded it with her hands.
The dog stood very still as she took his prick into her mouth. She licked at the head and sucked very hard on it. The dog began pumping her mouth, and Lisa withdrew. She turned herself around underneath him, threw her legs around his back, and guided his cock towards her teeming vagina.
"C'mon doggy, fuck me ... fuck me real good and sweet!"
With great professionalism, Lisa drew the animal's prick up inside her. The dog grabbed her with his paws and began humping her with a great amount of zeal. The knob on his prick disappeared into the wet folds of her cunt, and Lisa screamed out.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
She was totally taken with the experience. The dog made strange jerky movements inside her, and Lisa seemed to be shaking and writhing both at the same time. It was a most incredible thing to watch. It was truly beauty and the beast. And, as far as I could tell, Lisa loved every minute of it.
When she began coming, writhing and screaming in joy, I took my own prick in hand and directed it into her mouth. She took my hot meat openly, and sucked and choked on it while the dog continued to hump her. The three of us made it that way until the dog came, spilling his seed inside her. Then I came, spurting my cream all over her face because she could not keep my throbbing prick inside her mouth.
After I had finished, I rolled over on my side and watched Lisa in the final throes of her own pleasure. And then the worst happened. The dog could not pull out. His penis had not fallen back into a flaccid state and was still planted firmly inside Lisa's vagina. The knob on his prick did not allow him to pull out, and no matter how hard either Lisa or the dog tried, they could not separate.
"Help me, Karl, please ..." She cried, writhing naked under the dog, trying desperately to free herself.
I tried pulling them apart by taking the dog's prick and manipulating that organ around inside Lisa's vagina. But nothing seemed to work. It was finally decided that both Lisa and the dog would have to wait until his mammoth hard on disappeared. We three, naked and satisfied, waited out on the lawn for two hours when finally the dog went limp. I must say, it was one of the finest evenings of my life, even with that kind of ending.
For weeks afterward, Lisa put on show after show for me. Each night, I would go downstairs and play with the dogs. After a while, Lisa would emerge from the house, usually in the nude, and play with us. After a short time, she would fuck the dog. I, too, began fucking Britt while Lisa made it with Kurt. Those evenings were the greatest of my life. It felt always, as we lay around together at dawn, that some long forgotten secret desire had been fulfilled within myself.
Things began changing after a while, and with the appearance of Jodi. Jodi was a tall, slim girl with coal black hair and even darker eyes. She was a friend of Lisa's and when Lisa had asked me if I wouldn't mind another guest, I said that it would be all right.
The first night of Jodi's stay was very strange. I had not touched or made love to Lisa since we had been spending our nights with the dogs. But when Jodi arrived, the first thing the two girls did was to kiss each other on the mouth. I was astounded, and almost jealous. I realized at that point that I had made a very bad mistake. But there was nothing I could do about it without assuming the scorn of Lisa, and that was something which I could ill afford.
"Tonight, Karl, something new and different for your viewing pleasure" was the way Lisa introduced the activities of that first evening. She sat me down in the parlor, lowered the lights until they were just a faint hue, and retreated to chamber just off the room.
I waited patiently for about five minutes. Then, Lisa entered the room wearing nothing but a small towel draped around her hips and exposing her breasts. She lay down on the floor just in front of me and started to writhe, caressing and pinching her nipples. Soon afterward, Jodi entered the room. She was naked.
Jodi came over to where Lisa lay and knelt down beside her. She began rubbing Lisa's body, lightly and delicately moving up and down the length of that golden skin. I watched without speaking, and feeling more and more aroused every minute.
Then Jodi knelt down and took Lisa's nipple between her teeth. She pulled and bit at the bud until Lisa was begging her to stop. She obeyed and moved her mouth down Lisa's belly, planting her lips between Lisa's widespread legs. Jodi ate her out with gusto and knowledge.
As Jodi swung her hips around, so that Lisa could have access to her cunt, I caught a look from Lisa which sent a chill through me. I knew at that moment that I had lost her, lost her to some power which was greater than I. There was no way I could fight what was happening before me, no way to bring back the idyllic scene that had existed before the arrival of Jodi.
The two girls lay eating each other out, squirming and crying out in ecstasy and pain. Finally, within a second of each other, they both orgasmed. I watched as their bodies shuddered and writhed under the force of their pleasure. It was a highly stimulating scene and I found myself hard beneath my dressing gown.
"Let's do it to Karl!" Shouted Jodi. She moved away from Lisa's cunt and approached me. She tore apart my dressing gown, and finding that I was naked beneath, yelled out in pleasure. She took my penis into her hands and began rubbing the staff like you would when washing a cloth. Her hands and movements were rough, and I understood why she was a lesbian.
Both girls dragged me to the floor. I lay on my side, with Jodi taking my prick into her mouth and Lisa pulling apart my ass and sticking her tongue inside. I was getting it from both sides, and it was incredible. Finally, I came inside Jodi's mouth and she took everything without spilling a drop. While this was happening at the front, Lisa was driving hard into my asshole. I felt as though my entire body had been taken up with tongues and lips, wet and moist, licking and stirring inside me. Like a thousand tiny snakes each seeking a way out-that was the feeling I had.
But the night was not to be a night of pleasurable orgy. I knew that something was happening, and that Lisa was going away. There was that feeling in the air. When I retired to the shower, I knew there was a good chance that neither girl would be there when I returned. My fears were well founded. Both had disappeared and I knew I would never see them again.
For the next few weeks, I spent each night howling with my two dogs, fucking Britt and occasionally giving Kurt a blow job. For the first time, I felt totally degenerated as a human being. I suppose this was due to the fact that there was not another human being present, only the animals and myself. Life went on this way, lonely except for the running with my dogs, until one cold night late in December.
While the rest of the world was preparing itself for Christmas, I was running naked throughout my estate with a couple of dogs. As grisly as it may sound, though, this was the only sense of peace I think I had during those months.
After having fucked Britt, I was laying on the grass. Both dogs were right next to me, chewing on the grass and I suppose enjoying my company.
"We've come home."
The voice was not real, I had not heard another human voice for what seemed like years. When I looked up and saw Lisa and Jodi standing there, it took me a full minute to realize who they were.
"Still up to your old tricks?"
"Yes" I said, watching in disbelief as both girls began removing their clothing. When they were naked, they both sat down next to me. Lisa took my prick into her hand and examined it closely.
"Looks good as ever, Karl, maybe even better!"
I was getting hard. She pushed me over onto my back, threw one leg over, and directed my cock into her cunt. We began thrusting back and forth, my prick going deeper with each movement.
"It's good ... the only place ... a jungle out there!!!"
She was speaking strangely, as though she had just come from a Hell. Meanwhile, Jodi moved her cunt towards my mouth. She opened herself up and I dove in, licking her sweet juices for all I was worth. During this entire time, though, I still had trouble believing that it was all really happening. I mean, suddenly, out of a completely psychotic existence, these two beautiful women emerge telling me that my scene is the only tolerable one in the world! It was a fantastic if totally unbelievable feeling.
I came with much force into the valley of Lisa. She grasped my prick with her vagina as she, too, came. I did not stop with Jodi, but worked my tongue even deeper inside her, making her orgasm coincide almost with mine and Lisa's.
"Karl?" Asked Lisa, as we lay together naked in each others' arms, "I'll never leave again. I promise."
I told her that if she wanted to, she could. But if that happened, as long as she let me know that she would return again, then I would not feel badly. Both she and Jodi agreed to this plan wholeheartedly.
Then Kurt walked over to say hello to his old lover. Lisa petted him affectionately, and reached underneath and began jacking him off. Jodi watched with a great amount of shock.
"Here" Said Lisa, holding the stiff prick out, "give him a blow job. He digs it!"
"My God, Lisa, a dog! That's disgusting!"
Lisa laughed as she went underneath the animal and took his prick into her mouth. She sucked like crazy, making all kinds of noises which seemed to grate at Jodi. Finally, she pulled her head away and grinned towards Jodi.
"It's all part of life, Jodi, give it a try!"
Jodi seemed on the verge of running away. But, she was fascinated by the crooked, black dick of that animal. While Lisa held his cock, Jodi ventured forth to touch the member. She looked as though she might recoil at first, but as she became used to the rough surface, she handled it with much more authority.
"It feels so strange ... kind of like rubber or something."
Lisa laughed, and began stroking the animal along with Jodi.
"Here" Said Jodi, pushing Lisa's hand away, "let me put it into my mouth."
Lisa backed away, sitting her naked little ass down upon my lap. Jodi took the huge prick, examined it carefully, and put her lips to it She barely touched the tip, just blowing hot air onto it and licking it a little with her tongue. After going that far, she then slid the entire length inside. She began moving her lips back and forth along as much of the length as she could, sucking and blowing on it also.
I became hard again watching all this and my cock lay cramped beneath Lisa's ass. She scooted around a little, moving my hot prick between her cheeks.
"There" she moaned, obviously as hot as I was, "get me from behind."
I slid around until my cock began to slide up her ass. Lisa held on tightly as I began pumping into her asshole. We writhed together, all the time watching Jodi give head to the dog and enjoy it more with each stroke of her pursed lips.
After that evening, each night grew wilder and wilder until I began to wonder what was left. Jodi and Lisa were incredible at dreaming up games and putting on shows. Life had once again become something worth living for. And together, the three of us and the dogs, we grew to be very happy.
SUMMARY
When people are separated from those environments which tend to relegate their behavior, almost anything can happen. In Karl's case, the fact that his wife left him allowed those deep, dark desires which seem to reside in each of us surface. No longer was he confined to living the life of the married gentlemen. Now, he was free to pursue any kind of activity he desired, without the possibility of another human being to condemn him for his actions.
The total loss which he must have felt upon the departure of his wife left Karl with something akin to total alienation. He was no longer a part of society, this also being due to the amount of money he had and the kind of place in which he resided. Already, even before the events of his wife's departure, Karl was more or less separated and assigned to that body of society which allows its members to participate in any kind of sexually deviant practice desired.
But, through the years, Karl had been straightforward and rather genteel in his approach to life. When the final break came, however, he made up for lost time. His almost immediate turn towards his animals gave him the ability to let loose in a way he had probably never dreamed of. He became in fact a result of his years when he repressed what must have been extremely potent drives. Throughout that time, he succeeded in business and keeping up the 'good name.' So, much was his life devoted to this kind of activity that his eventual release brought with it instant deviancy.
The young girls play an important role in this case as well. The 'Lolita' syndrome is evidenced in rare form by Lisa's presence. Her association with Karl has all the markings of an incestual desire which was never fulfilled in this man. Jodi represents possibly the 'son' aspect of this strange triangle-thus completing both the male and female projection from Karl.
The nighttime, the house, the dogs and the young girls all add up to what was a most repressed character. The eventual unleashing of this oppressed man allowed him to exercise his freedom only when these elements combined together to provide the right environment. Truly, one man's happiness was found only under the most extreme of conditions.