A Dark Obsession

TexasAngel28

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OOC: For right now this will be a rp thread between myself and Gareman. We hope you will enjoy reading it though. If after the first couple of posts you think you'd like to maybe join in, pm one of us and let us know and we'll figure out a part for you. Enjoy. :p


IC:

Name: Callie Noel
Age: 25
Height: 5'4
Weight: 115
Featuers: She has long wavy honey blond hair that reaces the middle of her back and is usuall braided or pulled into a pony tail. She has amber colored eyes, yes, amber. She has a slight tan dresses like she walked out of a Vogue magazine.

Callie sat in the living room and looked out the large picture window as the snow began to fall that evening. Her parents were in the other room talking about wedding plans, but Callie was not all that thrilled about the wedding itself. Not to say she didn't love her fiancee, she did, but, he was dull and boring to say the least. "Predictable and stable" said her father. Yes, he would say that. As long as the man had money and Callie would never work, that's all her father cared for. Her mother had never worked a day in her life. She was spoiled and selfish. Callie did not want to end up that way at all.

Grabbing her leather coat, she pulled it on and wrapped a cream colored scarf around her neck. She pulled open the door and walked out into the night. Her black leather boots crunched in the snow. She pulled leather gloves onto her hands, her slender fingers sliding into all the right spaces. She was wearing black jeans and a long sleeved, crushed velvet, emerald green shirt underneat her coat. As she walked down the driveway to the sidewalk, her thoughts turned to childhood. She'd never lived anywhere but in this house, on this street. All her friends were in this neighborhood. Boyfriends? She'd had plenty, but never any who'd set her body and soul on fire or made her just mad with desire. That's what she wanted from life now...but if she married Jeffry, she'd never have that...
 
OOC: Thank you TexasAngel28 for the opportunity to write with you

Name: Tricolici
Age: As old as time itself
Appearance: Various

Tricolici (The Dog)

I returned that evening, as I did every other. Something drew me to her. Something very early in her life.

Waiting outside, I desperately wanted to see her tonight. My mind, as clear as the winter night air told me that something was wrong. She was unhappy - actually miserable. I felt her emotions as if they were my own.

Choosing the form of a dog, I began circling the house - waiting - hoping for a glance of Callie. I needed to get close - to find out what is on her mind. The closer I can get, the better my connection will be.

I see the front door open and Callie appear. Even in my present form, I can't control the deep, powerful sexual urges I feel for her.

Immediately, I smell it...she is menstruating. The scent of her blood fills my nostrils. Ummmmmm, so tempting !

She appears to be going for a walk. I could easily find a remote spot and take her. Appearing in my true form to draw her lifeblood. But, I have waited so long. I've been so patient. Because Callie is special - I have other ideas for her.

As she walks alone, I begin to pace her - walking behind her, in the shadows of the streetlights. The smell of her blood becomes stronger, drawing me closer. My true nature fights to be satisfied. A beautiful young woman's blood is always so delicious. I push all thoughts of her blood as far back into the deepest recesses of my mind as possible and begin to appraoch from the rear.

Many times I could have taken her blood. Throughout her life, I must have have thousands of opportunities. Opportunities I have never passed up for anyone else. But Callie...oh sweet Callie...I have a very special plan for you !!!

Moving within feet, I begin panting. Surely she won't be able to resist the urge to pet a poor stray like me...could she ?
 
Callie

I continued walking down the sidewalk, further and further from the house. What if I just kept walking and never returned. Would they even care? I no longer knew. I stopped for a moment then looked down next to me. A little dog had appeared out of nowhere and seemed to just sit at my feet as if he belonged to me. I reached down and let it smell my hand first then softly petted it's head. A stray perhaps...much like I felt...as if I were straying through life with no real goal in sight, no real purpose to it all. She stooped down next to the animal.

"You don't have to worry, my furry friend, about people forcing you to marry when you don't want to, or having to make sure everyone else around you approves of your doings. You just go and do what you wish with no one to answer to." I sighed softly and stood once more. "You can wander around and never go home, can't you? No one cares if you're gone, do they? I wish it were like that for me sometimes. Wish I could find a way to disappear without them ever being able to find me..." Sighing again I continued my walk, wondering if the little animal would follow me or not..
 
Callie bends down to pet me. Her perfume mingles with the strong scent of her blood. I sit obediently, listening to her tale of woe. She is being forced to marry. I see the problem...I feel the disdain she feels for her parents and Jeffry.

This is such a wonderful opportunity !! It may be the chance I've waited for... maybe now she will understand the error in her beliefs. Before...totally unshakeable...but now...maybe ....

I stare at her with sad eyes. She's always been a sucker for a cute sad little dog. If only she knew who hid beneath this veil.

Each touch of her hand strengthens the connection...her mind into mine. I experience the anguish she feels. Wanting so badly to run...but how and where ? Everything has always been provided for her. She would be helpless on her own...

My mind swims in her thoughts. Dancing, unobstructed in her psyche. What a magical power ! And then...gently...wanting her to feel nothing...I plant the germ of an idea. Nothing that she will be aware of in her conscious world, but sleep sweet darling and a new way will be revealed....

Jumping up I lick her face...

"Don't worry my sweet Callie....Tricolici has all the answers you seek"
 
Callie

The dog licked my face and I had to laugh. I looked at the time and sighed heavily. For now I'd have to return home. There was no place else to sleep. I slowly walked back towards my home and in the front door where my father waited for me. He was angry. Where had I been? Why hadn't I told them I was leaving the house? I shook my head. I told him I needed to be alone, that the wedding business was starting to wear on me. He seemed to understand. After all, it was only three days away now. I sighed and kissed him goodnight then walked upstairs to my bed room. I stripped off my cold, damp clothes and pulled on a dark blue silk nightgown, sleeveless, and slid under the covers of my bed. I turned off the lights and closed my eyes...wondering where my dreams would take me tonight...
 
I watched her walk away, feeling her spirits lift just a bit. I knew she would feel even better tonight when she slept. For the first time she would feel my power.

Taking my time, I circled the block...returning to her house. Watching her draw her shades, I watched her small silhouette as she prepared for bed.

Her light flicked off and I waited. Several hours passed before I began feeling my presence awakening within her mind....

Finding a small group of trees, I allowed myself the luxury of returning to my natural state. The veiling of my identity depleated energy and I wanted to have as much as possible. Tonight, I would need it.

As I stand, hidden by the trees, I close my eyes and enter her mind....
 
Callie

I wandered along a quiet rode through a darkend town. I knew I was walking alone, and yet, I felt as if someone were with me. I came upon a house that seemed to beckon to me...as if it were calling me to enter into it. I looked down to find myself dressed in a little black dress that came down mid-thigh, with knee high leather boots. My hair flowed freely. I felt...different...but I was not complaining. I walked to the house and knocked at the door...
 
Her mind and mine meld as one. In sleep, her defenses are down and I enter her dreamworld easily.

I guide her to my home. She is completely unfamiliar with the surroundings but follows my lead perfectly.

I wait for her...lighting candles and pouring a glass of wine for her. She will be my special guest and I will treat her as such.



I feel Callie's early resistence begin to fade as our minds blend. I wanted to take things very slowly this time. I had tried several times in the past to enter her psyche, but she always became spooked and froze up on me. This time I feel I may have a real chance. Her mood is rebellious enough this time to listen.
 
Callie

As I entered the home I looked to my host but I could not see his face, though I felt as if I'd known him my whole life. I reached out towards him but he merely took my coat and led me to a smaller room, filled with candle light, and handed me a glass of red wine. I smiled and took it from him before he led me to the sofa and sat me down there.

"Who are you," I asked quietly, even as I sipped at the wine in my hand. "I know you won't harm me, but, I am drawn to you in such a way that makes me wonder if we've met before..."
 
I hand her the glass of wine and stand, looking at my beautiful guest. My eyes bore into her. I do not reveal my face, but she feels the intensity of their gaze. I walk around behind the sofa and place my hands on her shoulders. The straps of her dress provide little protection and her skin feels soft. Slowly kneading away her stress, I speak.

"Callie, I have known you for many years."

My deep voice contrasts hers which has a childlike pitch.

"I have watched grow from a small child into a beautiful woman."


She can feel my hands - the dream is so real to her.

"Lately, I sense that you may be unhappy and I may be able to offer you a solution to your dilemma."

My hands move behind her, slowly unzipping her dress. I feel her shiver, but she offers no resistence...
 
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Callie

His hands her like silk on my skin and I felt the zipper at the back of my dress as he pulled it down slowly. I couldn't resist. It was almost as if I were under some sort of spell...

"Yes, I am unhappy, but how could you know such things? No one else understands...no one else cares...why do you?"
 
"Well Callie," I say in a soothing, gentle voice. "We have a very special bond."

My hands slip the straps from her shoulders and down her thin arms. Lowering my head I inhale her perfumed scent.

"I think we may find ways to make it even more special."

 
Callie

I felt his breath on my skin, so warm and yet it made me shudder. His hands sliding the dress I was wearing, down over my arms. I had not worn anything under the dress except a black garter and black silk stockings.

"This bond...I've felt it before but I was afraid to embrace it...now that I know where it did come from, I'm still somewhat afraid, but I can not stop what I feel...please, tell me how it is you've known me so long and not come to me before now..."
 
"My dearest lady," I replied. "I did come before... many times...but you were not ready to accept my gift."

I move mouth to her ear...tracing the outer rim with my tongue. My hands slide back up her shoulders...touching her neck and then down...slowly sliding under the fabric of her dress. Her small breasts fit easily in my large hands. Cupping her soft globes, I feel her nipples harden against my palms.

My mouth presses close to her ear... lips touching...breath tickling...

"Your culture does not accept my ways. But Callie, I think you are ready to learn the truth."

My fingers touch her rubbery nipples. Now pinching them gently between thumb and forefinger. She shutters slightly as her body responds to the currents of ice ripping through her nervous system.

"Are you ready to open your mind to something new, my beautiful one ?"

"Are you willing to renounce the path that leads you to such unhappiness ?"
 
"My dearest lady," I replied. "I did come before... many times...but you were not ready to accept my gift."

I move mouth to her ear...tracing the outer rim with my tongue. My hands slide back up her shoulders...touching her neck and then down...slowly sliding under the fabric of her dress. Her small breasts fit easily in my large hands. Cupping her soft globes, I feel her nipples harden against my palms.

My mouth presses close to her ear... lips touching...breath tickling...

"Your culture does not accept my ways. But Callie, I think you are ready to learn the truth."

My fingers touch her rubbery nipples. Now pinching them gently between thumb and forefinger. She shutters slightly as her body responds to the currents of ice ripping through her nervous system.

"Are you ready to open your mind to something new, my beautiful one ?"

"Are you willing to renounce the path that leads you to such unhappiness ?"
 
Callie

I awoke to find myself in my bed, but could still hear the words of the man from my dreams...

"Are you ready to open your mind to something new, my beautiful one ?"

"Are you willing to renounce the path that leads you to such unhappiness ?"


I'd wanted to say yes, to tell him I would remain in that world with him, for surely this world had no need of me... I turned to find what had awoken me was the sound of the tree branches scraping against my window as a storm began to brew outside. I looked at the clock to find it was just past midnight. I turned over onto my side. I was surprised to find myself aroused by the dream I was having...perhaps I would be lucky enough to find myself in that dream once more...
 
I smile to myself as I feel the growing sexual tension in Callie. I have planted a seed... deep ...deep within her subconscious mind. A seed that must be properly nurtured or else it will wither and die.

I must not move too quickly. A lifetime of cultural brainwashing must be slowly eroded like a strong rock formation which dissolves with the persistence of a river.

I break the connection as a bolt of lightning streaks accross the sky. A gust of wind rustles the leaves all around me and I feel confident that the impending storm is a positive omen. Surely I will finally have my wish.

"Be patient sweet Callie," I whisper. "I will come again and when you are ready.... we will be together for eternity."

Large drops of rain begin to fall. I step out from beneath the shelter of the trees and slowly walk away...

"Sweet dreams Princess..."
 
I listened to the storm and for a moment I thought I heard a voice say, "I will come again and when you are ready.... we will be together for eternity."


I shuddered slightly and closed my eyes before falling asleep once more, hoping to find my way back to that house and back to the man with the soft, velvet touch...
 
As I leave I feel a pulling within. Callie is reluctant to let go. She holds the thread firmly this time, wanting to find the happiness that she knows I can provide. Wanting to change her ways. I fight the urge to go back. She is not ready yet.

I feel mysef becoming weak. I know I need sustinence soon. Walking toward the business district, I tranform myself into my favorite human form; a helpless old man. Making my way down Main Street, I see a young woman walking alone. She is wearing a waitress uniform and has a very tired look on her face.

I approach.

"Excuse me young lady," I say. "I seem to be a bit confused. Could you tell me how to get to Maple St."

She smiles warmly, glad to be of assistance to a feeble old man.

"Come with me," she replies. "I'm going right past Maple and would love to have some company."

As we walk, I see a small alley and a bottle sitting near a garbage can.

"Oh wait honey. Someone left a bottle. You know they give you a nickle for these things."

She follows me....

I grab her, transforming back into my true form. Her eyes stare like a deer trapped in a headlight. She whimpers, but must obey.

On her knees, she provides the sexual release I need so badly. And then I take her blood. Gorging myself...the thick warm liquid spilling down my throat. I feel my strength returning...

"Oh Callie...Someday this can be you."
 
Callie

I woke that morning and felt restless as I dressed. At times I felt as if there should have been someone else around with me, or at the very least, someone I could talk to. As the day progressed, I had lunch with Jeffrey and we discussed...again...the plans for our honeymoon. I suppose I should say they were his plans, for I had not wanted to go to England and France. These were not the places I longed to see. Evening fell and Jeffrey came by to take me to dinner. I dressed with care, choosing a dark blue silk pant suit and pulling my hair back into a french braid. As I walked out to the car with him, I felt as if I was being watched. I looked around but saw no one. I sighed softly and stepped into the car. As we pulled out onto the street, I wondered if, in my dreams that night, my mystery...host...would return once more...
 
I watch from the shadows as Jeffrey comes to pick Callie up. How many times have I prevented myself from taking that worthless piece of flesh from this earth. It would be so easy...and oh so enjoyable to rip him to shreds. But I know that it would ruin everything. Callie would somehow find pity for him and my chance of winning her over would be gone.

I would have to be patient just a little longer. She would come around to me... and Jeffrey would help me with his arrogance and vanity.

"That's it Jeffrey," I whisper to myself. "Show Callie exactly why she needs me to find fulfillment."

I spotted Callie, radiant as always, coming outside. I could feel her uncertainty, as she tried to come to grips with her 'dream'. I felt the emptiness that she was experiencing and wanted so badly to fill it for her. Our minds, still in-tune, locked again.

"Please be home early tonight, my darling. I will come to visit you again...."
 
Callie

"Please be home early tonight, my darling. I will come to visit you again...."

I heard the voice from inside my head as it spoke and for a moment I looked around, but, alas, saw no one to whom the voice would belong to. The drive to the restaraunt lasted all of 10 minutes, but it was mostly in silence. Dinner was a predictable affair and lasted about an hour before Jeffrey decided it was time for him to take me home. We had discussed the final items for the reception. His opinions ruled out as always. Rather than a sit down, buffet style dinner, he wanted a full sit down, waiter served dinner. I'd sighed and let him have his way. No sense in arguing over something that was only going to last a few hours.

He let me off at the house with a quick kiss telling me he'd call me in the morning. I'd nodded and then turned and walked into the house. My parents had left that afternoon for a weekend getaway with my dad's old Army buddy and his wife. I had the house to myself finally.

I walked upstairs and into the bathroom that attached to my room. I started the water running in the bathtub and walked into my bedroom. I stripped out of the clothes I'd worn that evening and hung them up in the closet. Pulling a silk nightgown out of the dresser drawer, I returned to the bathroom and began lighting candles. When I was done with that, I turned on a Mozart CD and climbed into the hot bath water. I lay there and closed my eyes, letting the scent of the candles relax me and the music flow around me...
 
As I wait, hidden beneath some trees, I close my eyes. The nurishment of the prior evening has revitalized me; making me sharp mentally and energized physically. My generous victim gave of herself so that I may enjoy the strength and cunning matched my no mortals.

Her expression will live in my mind forever. First kneeling before me, tears streaming down her beautiful cheeks as I coerce her to perform orally to save her life. So young...so naive...so afraid. Her big brown eyes looking up at me, questioning..."Why me ?"
The soft sensation of her lips on my hard penis...sliding down the length of my shaft, giving me pleasure. My hand sroking her smooth hair reassuringly. "That's it my darling. You're doing wonderfully."

And then...afterward...the expression of betrayal...sheer terror...surrender as my teeth penetrate her soft neck. Finding the arteries that will surrender their lifeblood to me. The first squirt of warm fluid... a trickle at first...and then flowing freely into my mouth. The delicious metallic flavor rushing over my tastebuds and down my eager throat.


I'm startled by the sound of a car.

Callie emerges, quickly kissing her useless boyfriend and entering her house. I wait, closing my eyes again. And now I feel her.

Wanting me to return...

Inviting me into her mind...

Stripping off her clothes...

Entering the warm water...

Soft music...

My hands touching her. Sliding accross her soft wet body.

"That's it Callie....Just relax and free your mind of all of life's cares."

"Let me be your guide to eternal happiness."

My hand finds her young soft breast and begins to gently continue the soft caresses of the night before..."
 
Callie

He was there....my eyes were closed, but I could feel his hands on my body...could hear his voice, whispering in my mind...

"That's it Callie....Just relax and free your mind of all of life's cares."

"Let me be your guide to eternal happiness."


Gods above...maybe I was losing my mind...I opened my eyes and found myself completely alone in the now cooling bath waters. I stood slowly and felt a throbbing inside that I knew would need to be satisfied before I ever found sleep tonight. I dried off, but even the towel, as it rubbed across my hardened nipples and my sensitive inner thighs, made me shudder. I walked into my bedroom and climbed into bed, completely naked beneath the satin sheets. I turned out the light and closed my eyes...again I could see him...sense his presence...hear his voice in my mind. I slid a hand under the covers and over my breasts then down between my legs, rubbing at my throbbing clit, hearing his words in my head...feeling as if his hands were the ones touching me...I continued rubbing, the throbbing begging to be releaved....

My Callie...that's it...come to me...let me show you the way...let me guide your every move...

I reached an orgasm before I even realized it and my body rose and fell in short gasps before stilling on the bed once more. My eyes remained closed...and I waited for him to come and take me away from this world once again.
 
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 powers for the first time...

"The choice is yours..."
 
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