A Dark Obsession

[Gareman]

I sensed her restlessness; feeling the need rising within. Her hands found the soft folds of her vagina...fingers sliding along the slick surface. Her mind filled with images of her mysterious lover...

I felt my cock harden; wanting to know the pleasure her beautiful body could provide. Wanting to feel myself buried deep within her womb...

Minds locked, I guided her; instructing her to let go and enjoy herself.

"You've been a good girl for way too long Callie. And where has it gotten you ?"

Her fingers find her sensitive clitoris, but she only feels my hands. I take control, slowly circling her blood-filled nub. Teasing her...not allowing her hands to do as they wish.

I feel her tension rising. Her need becomes unbearable...

"It is time to discover the truth... I can take you there."

Slowly, I direct her finger: sliding it gradually to the spot that will give her release. Genlty, I allow her to stroke...building her pleasure....

"You can be young forever...."

Her breathing becomes more rapid...heart thumping wildly....

"I can give you pleasure like you've never known..."

Still very slowly, I guide her hand....the sensations now paralyzing her...

"We can be together for eternity..."

Her young body begins to spasm with the intensity of her orgasm.
She rolls her head, gasping for air as she experiences my power for the first time...

"The choice is yours..."

 

[TexasAngel28]

Callie

"The choice is yours..."

I heard his voice in my head and I never wanted it to leave me again. The choice was mine he'd said. What could he possibly mean by those words? I still felt his presence as I drifted off to sleep, my mind wandering once more into that darkened realm where I was slowly starting to feel more and more at peace...

 

[Gareman]

I feel her orgasm subside, but her mind still hungers for something. She has now felt something totally different. Something intriguing, but frightening at the same time. In the past, she always allowed her fears to win out. But this time she may be ready to face those fears...

I feel her relax as she drifts off to sleep. Her mind, away from the trials and tribulations of everyday life is free. Sleep is her only escape from the nightmare that has become her life. It is her haven... her sanctuary and the place she feels unchained.

I walk accross the street and into Callie's backyard. I've seen them hide the key a thousand times beneath the mat. I've also used it many times to gain entrance to their home.

Opening the small white door, I enter the dark kitchen. Moving silently, I navigate through the darkness and find the stairs that lead to the bedrooms. I'm eager to see Callie...I love standing over her while she sleeps... She always looks so at peace...

 

[TexasAngel28]

Callie

I was sleeping, feeling a sense of peace but then I felt something more...

I opened my eyes and sat up...he was there, standing over my bed, watching me, and I wasn't scared.

"You're the one...the man from my dreams, aren't you? You've been watching me...following me...but I don't know why. Please, please talk to me, tell me what you want, teach me what you want...but don't leave without letting me hear your voice..."

 

[Gareman]

Her eyes opened....

"You're the one...the man from my dreams, aren't you? You've been watching me...following me...but I don't know why. Please, please talk to me, tell me what you want, teach me what you want...but don't leave without letting me hear your voice..."

I stood before her, wanting to take her...but knowing she wasn't ready.

"I have watched you Callie," I respond, my deep voice filling the small room.

"I have watched you from your earliest days. Running and playing as a child. Crying when you fell and skinned your knee. "

My eyes scanned her, as she lay before me. So sweet, so willing to please, so vulnerable.

"I wanted to show you the truth; wanted to save you from their mindless ways. But they had too much control and they corrupted your young mind with their religion."

"Now you must rebel if you wish to be free. I must leave now...but I will return when you are ready"

I handed her a single black rose and left...

"Good night sweet Callie."

 

[TexasAngel28]

Callie

I held the rose, but called after him

"Wait, please! Do not leave me alone yet." The man returned to her room and stood next to her bed once more. I had the sheet wrapped around myself knowing I was naked beneath it, but at the moment, I didn't care. There was something about this man...something that makes me want him. I let my hand fall from the sheet and the sheet slowly falls from my skin exposing my left shoulder and the top of my breast. I reached out my hand to his, taking it in mine. It felt so cold and yet I placed his hand on the side of my face and felt the softness of the hand. He stepped closer to me and his eyes seemed to come alive...but with what? Was it anger...madness...lust...love? I couldn't tell...but I knew I wasn't scared. I knew I did not want him to leave this night. I wanted him to stay with me...in whatever capacity he either could or would...I wanted him to stay.

 

[Gareman]

Her hand held mine to her face, her sweet eyes begging me to stay. My penis hardened instantly and I took a step forward. Something told me that if I wanted her, she would give herself to me tonight. But something also warned me about the deeply entrenched beliefs that would have to be betrayed for her to truly be mine. I knew she wasn't ready for that yet...

My eyes scanned her exposed shoulder, following it down to the top of her firm breast. As I studied her form in the dim light, something caught my eye; something glistening in the moonlight.

How had I forgotten ?? How stupid of me !!!

I pulled away, stepping back...

The small gold cross, hanging from the thin gold chain repulsed me.

I remembered it being a gift from her late grandfather; a man she adored. He had given it to her as a Communion gift and she had worn it ever since.

"I'm sorry Callie," I spoke, trying to avert my eyes, "there are some things that you don't understand about me."

I moved to the other side of the room and turned back.

"You must look deep within and question the lies that have been fed to you. Even those that seemed to love you led you astray. I will show you the truth, but you must repudiate everything you've been taught. Your religion is the root of your suffering and I cannot save you until you divorce yourself from it's tenants."

Reluctantly I move to the doorway, turning back once more.

"Look deep within Callie and the path will be revealed."

 

[TexasAngel28]

Callie

"Look deep within Callie and the path will be revealed."

I slept with that one thought on my mind for the rest of my evening. When I finally woke that morning, it was Sunday, and my mother was knocking at my door.

"Callie, we're going to be late for mass. Are you dressed?"

I climbed out of bed and groggily walked over to the closet and opened it slowly. I pulled out a long skirt and white blouse and dressed as quickly as I could before walking out of the room and into the hall. My mother looked at me for a moment.

"You look tired, dear. Didn't you sleep well last night?" I told her I had and that I had just overslept. Satisfied I left with her and my father for mass. I sat through the service but for some reason, it didn't seem right to me. I wanted to question everything and yet I'd always been taught not to...

When we arrived home, I went upstairs and sat at my vanity for the longest time. When I'd sat there for almost an hour, my hands reached to the back of my neck and unclasped the chain that held the cross at my throat. I laid it down on my vanity and stood slowly. I turned my back and walked out of my room...

 

[Gareman]

The vision of Callie beckoning me would not leave my mind. The look of desperation in her eyes..the sadness when I told her she wasn't ready..

I relived the scene throughout the night, knowing I had done the correct thing and hoping she would begin to understand. I walked the streets, trying to keep my focus on the task that I so desperately needed to complete. She must break free..and I must be the one to guide her.

As I walked, I felt Heather's anguish. She was at a very critical stage where she could easily slip back and continue to live the lie that she called her life. Or she could find something deep within her...a strength that she has never needed before and begin to accept my direction...completely, unquestioningly.

Confused and frustrated, she slipped off to sleep....

My mind slipped back... 25 years.

An equally beautiful woman made the same choice. She stood at the same fork in the road; pondering her future. She had also pleaded with me to "stay" and I, in a moment of weakness had done just that. Making love to my beautiful princess throughout that wonderful night, consumating our love....

But she had not been ready to fully accept me. My ways were too "unconventional". And she had chosen to remain in the prison that her society had created for her.

Many times afterward, I had come to make love to her and she had willingly given herself to me. But I was never able to pull her from her life of futility.

This time I will not fail !!!

 

[TexasAngel28]

Callie

I slipped away from supper early and took a walk outside into the dark night. I needed to be alone. The wedding was fast approaching and I kept telling myself that I should do what was expected of me...but then there was that other part of me. That part of me that had removed the ancient cross...the part of me that had wanted the stranger to remain with me...to take me, to claim me, to bring me into his world and to never leave my side. It felt as if my soul were at war and for the life of me, I didn't know which side I wanted to win.

I continued walking and thinking, but not paying attention to where I was going. Before I realized it, I'd drifted far from my home and into a park that was quite dark...but I heard voices...voices that frightened me for they were not voices I knew. I turned and saw behind me four of five people slowly walking in my direction... I was scared. I sped up my walk and looked back...they had sped up as well. Where had I drifted off to that I had become so lost and so on my own as I was now. I was scared. I felt it down to my very soul, but still I kept walking back from the way I came...

I heard the laughter coming from the people behind me...the whispered words..the taunts...and I grew cold. I did not know if I would make it to my home...ever again...in my mind I screamed for him...but I did not know his name...I only hoped wherever he was he would hear me before it was....and there it was..I felt the hand on my shoulder...a hand on my arm...I was being grabbed...this time I screamed, but it was not in my mind....it was out loud...

 

[Gareman]

Callie never left my mind. Her need for inner peace was growing..the inner peace that I knew I could provide.

I watched her leave the house the following evening, walking...thinking...anguishing over the decision she must make. I follow at a distance. Not ready to be tempted again by her beauty and inner desires, but wanting to be close.

Her stride is one of contemplation - her destination unknown. I sense the battle that rages within her and understand that she may very well choose the safety of her "known" world over mine. As she turns into the vacant park I move closer, the trees and bushes providing perfect cover for my movements.

I feel myself drifting back again, reliving a similar scene from a quarter century ago. But this time it was her mother that I had pursued... and lost.

As I follow, I notice a group of onsavory characters falling in behind Callie. From the way they move I can tell that their intentions are no good. One of them reaches out, grasping her, trying to pull her into the woods. His free hand opens her coat and finds her small breast.

My mind, motivated to protect at all costs, kicks into action.

Leaping from the shadows, I strike out...landing a devastating punch to her first attacker, his nose exploding, a crimson spray covering his face.

I look at Callie for only a second, an expression of shock written in her eyes, before turning to the rest of the unlucky gang ...

 

[TexasAngel28]

Callie

It was a force like no other that ripped me from the grip of the ones holding me. And then I saw the blood as I fell to the ground. While the one who'd come to my rescue did what he could to fend off my attackers, one came from behind towards me. My mind, still in shock, could not react until I felt the toe of his boot connect with my side. I heard a low, feral growl and as I tried to catch my breath, I saw the man's eyes and they seemed to glow almost red. He grabbed the one who'd attacked me and sent him flying across the field. The pain I felt was too much and I felt myself blacking out. As he knelt next to me and whispered my name I answered softly, "Please...make the pain go away..." and then I lost consciousness...

 

[Gareman]

Rage envelopes me. My hands reach out grabbing a second thug. Spinning him around, I drive him back violently into a tree, his head hitting the trunk with a dull thud; all expression draining from his lifeless face. Two more spin on their heels, running for their lives.

Turning to Callie, I see the fifth land a solid kick to her side. She screams out in agony, her face contorted in a mask of pain.

Moving effortlessly, I am on the attacker before he can take a step. My hand grasps his throat, squeezing...crushing his larynx. His eyes fill with fear and then surrender as he comprehends his certain death.

Tossing him aside, I move to Callie, bending down to comfort her.

Her eyes plead for help and then, just before losing consciousness, she begs me to make the pain stop. Scooping her limp body off the ground, I rise and begin to walk. I know I can't take her home in this condition. There will be too many questions, so I decide to take her with me.

Moving quickly through the darkness, I carry my beautiful princess to my home. Her small body feels so light in my strong arms and our minds again meld into one. Reaching the large old house on the outskirts of town, I open the door and carry her to my bedroom. Lying her on the bed, I unbutton her blouse.

Pulling her shirt tails from her jeans, I open it completely, revealing her small bra-covered breasts and her firm flat tummy. Placing my hand on her injured side, I close my eyes...pulling the pain from her small body and accepting it into my own.

"Oh Callie," I whisper, absorbing the dull ache that formerly belonged to her. "My sweet princess, you will be mine."

 

[Gareman]

As I study her, I reflect on a disturbing memory. Following her and Jeffrey to a local drive-in one summer night, I stood in the darkness and watched them make love. His hands were all over her beautiful body, fumbling awkwardly...a true novice. I stood frozen, unable to leave, but also unable to believe that this was going to be my princess's husband. My jealousy was strong. This useless piece of flesh had no business spilling his worthless seed into Callie. It took every ounce of control to not rip him from the vehicle and end his pitiful life.

Shaking my head, I brought myself back to the present. My eagerness to take her had never been stronger. The memory not only convinced me that Callie needed someone much better that Jeffrey, it also signalled that tonight should be the night.

Moving my hand down to her prone body, I allow myself the pleasure of touching her small breast. The soft fabric of her bra feels good to my fingers, but I want more.

I lean forward and softly press my lips to hers willing her back to consciousness.

 

[TexasAngel28]

Callie

I felt his lips on mine and I slowly started to wake up.

"Jeffrey?" I heard the sharp intake of breath. "I had the most horrible night mare...I was being chased by these men and they started hurting me and then out of nowhere came this man I thought I knew and..." I sat up slowly and looked around and then I saw him...and it certainly wasn't Jeffrey...

 

[Gareman]

Her words cut like a knife....

"Jeffrey ????" I thought to myself. "She thinks I'm Jeffrey ??"

I felt a deep sense of anger rising from deep within. The images of Jeffrey fucking Callie again boiling my blood. That worthless bastard !! And now to be referred to as.....Jeffrey !!!

I leaned down and stared directly into her confused eyes, my hands again fondling her small breasts.

"Do you want me to be Jeffrey ?" I asked, pushing the material up...revealing her bare mounds.

My cock hardened...feeling her soft skin yielding to my touch.

"Is that what you want, Callie ??? Jeffrey ???"

 

[TexasAngel28]

My eyes snapped open. Oh gods...this wasn't Jeffrey...it was the man from all my dreams...the man I'd begged to remain with me the other night. Had I honestly called him Jeffrey? I shuddered and tried to explain to him, but he would have none of it. His hand came down across my mouth to muffle my words. I was suddenly afraid, but that very fear...that danger...lured me even deeper into his world. What would he do with me...what could he be thinking...hiding behind those angry eyes that even now sought to possess me...

 

[Gareman]

My hand covered her mouth....

I sensed her fear. Smelling it's delicious scent. Sending tingles of pleasure throughout my body.

"Oh no my dear," I growled. "I think you need much more than Jeffrey."

With one quick motion, I grasp her bra and rip it from her body, tearing the small straps easily. My hand reaches to touch her soft neck. Wanting to sample the flesh that I have longed for through all the lonely years. I slide my hand along her bare breast and stop...remembering the cross that she has worn since early childhood.

But something seems different....

Looking down, I notice that it is not there. She has removed it !!
She is unprotected !!

My hand continues, moving along her small shoulder and finally to her delicate neck.

My hand fits easliy around the circumference of her throat. Slowly I begin to apply pressure. Gently at first... and then slightly more...and more...and more....

Her eyes begin to tear up, fear written all over them.

The hand covering her mouth now releases, no longer needed.
Moving quickly, it moves below and undoes the clasp on her jeans, slowly sliding the zipper down as my other hand continues slowly squeezing off her air.

"Has Jeffrey ever given you a glimpse of death ?" I ask, my hand now slipping into her panties and finding her small clitoris.

"Have you ever felt the pleasure that death can provide ?"

 

[TexasAngel28]

"Have you ever felt the pleasure that death can provide ?"

I shuddered but couldn't move or speak. I waited for him to move again...waited for what might happen even as I looked into his dark eyes...and then I saw it...there was something familiar there, something I had not noticed before...

His eyes reflected my own...

Would I die that night? Certainly not in the sense one might think...finally I found the courage to speak even though his hand was tight against my slender throat.

"I have not felt it...I have been waiting for you to show it to me." my hand raised and rubbed across his chest then down towards his hardness waiting to see what he would do...would he stop me or let me continue. THe look in his eyes showed that my words had him at a loss...

 

[Gareman]

Her hand touches me. Sliding over my chest and down toward my hardness.

I grasp her wrist and pull her off the bed. She cries out, surprised by the sudden violence I display. Her knees hit the floor with a loud thud and she scrambles trying to rise to her feet, as I begin to drag her accross the floor.

My anger and frustration transform me into a being that Callie could never have imagined.

Pulling her down the dark narrow hallway, I push open a large wooden door and drag her inside. Her sobs echo, bouncing off the bare walls of the empty room. Inside, the contents of the room are lit by the softness of the full moon.

Photos of Callie as a small child...as a teen...as an adult.


The teddy bear, missing for all these years.

Misc items, long forgotten...

A museum to Callie...

"You ungrateful little bitch," I yell. "I've waited your whole life for this moment...patiently watching...biding my time. And you call me Jeffrey !!!!!!"

She kneels before me, fear etched on her beautiful face.

"Now, you must earn my gift !!"

Grasping her by the hair, I move forward, releasing my hard penis with my free hand. Her mouth is inches from my manhood, as tears begin to streak her cheeks...

 

[TexasAngel28]

"You ungrateful little bitch," he yells. "I've waited your whole life for this moment...patiently watching...biding my time. And you call me Jeffrey !!!!!!"
"Now, you must earn my gift !!"

I shuddered, looking up at him, even as his hard cock seemed to stare me in the face. I'd angered him. I'd not meant to do so. I was groggy when I'd woke, didn't he understand that pain did strange things to people? Made them call on the ones they knew first? But, I'd angered him and I knew I'd have to do this if I wanted his forgiveness.

Slowly, I rose up on my knees, my hands first at his waist to balance myself then slowly moving down towards his hard cock, wrapping one hand around the base softly, slowly moving up and down on it. I leaned forward and softly brushed my tongue against the skin there and heard him moan softly. I smiled to myself and took him in my mouth slowly but fully, working my mouth around him in the same motion as my hand. I felt his hands come down into my hair, holding me close. After only a few minutes, though, he pulled me away from him and looked down at me. There seemed to be some sense of remorse in his eyes as his hand softly carressed the side of my face...

"I'm sorry," I said softly. "Please do not take yourself away from me..."

 

[Gareman]

Her mouth felt fantastic on my hard cock. The softness of her lips wrapped around my thick shaft sending a warm stream of delicious sensations along my sensitive penis. Slowly she lowered her head, taking me deeply inside, allowing her moist tongue to slide along the underside of my prick as it passed by.

My hands grasped her hair, pulling myself deeper...plunging past her lips and down into her throat. Watching my cock disappear into her beautiful mouth was an amazingly sexy sight. Her beautiful eyes staring up at me, begging for my forgiveness, pleading to allow her inside my world.

Pulling her away from me, I stroke her face. Gazing into her eyes, I feel a deep sense of sadness as I see her mother's features staring back at me. The likeness is unmistakeable...almost eerie.

"I'm sorry," I says. "Please do not take yourself away from me..."

Reaching down, I grasp her under her arms and pick her up, carrying her to a large wooden table in the corner of the room. Setting her down on the edge, I push her onto her back and spread her slender legs.

My cock twitches with anticipation as I step forward and grasp the stiff tool in my hand, positioning it at the opening of her young pussy...