"Make Me" | By : redheadeddevastation Category: Reality TV > Paranormal State Views: 1977 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: Though I wish I did, I do not own or know Ryan Buell or any of the Penn State Paranormal Research Society. This is a completely made up story. Not real. At all. I don't make any money from anything I write about the previously mentioned. |
CHAPTER 2 Please rate this story using the "+" drop down box at the end. I'll write for myself until the end of time, but it's nice to know if others feel that sweet, warm, honey drip as well.
(for the female character in this story, my mental picture mixed and bounced from The Mentalist's Grace Van Pelt, the character of Irene Adler played by Rachel McAdams from Sherlock Holmes (2009) and the sultry physique of the classic pin up girl. I, of course, own none of these characters, nor do I profit by using their likeness in this description.) ----------------------------------------------------------- That night, Ryan and Dani decided upon more of the same. Ryan was unable to open the footage of the previous evening (attributed to the fact that Ryan had brought along sub-par equipment in anticipation of the cat-people) and due to his own "vivid" dreaming, he was determined to catch whatever was happening at night. Ryan stayed up late, long after Dani was sleeping. His thoughts swirled with flashes of positions he'd like to put her in; bent over the table, sitting on the kitchen counter with legs wrapped around his waist while he's balls deep in her pussy. Even as alarms sounded in Ryan's head, he stood up and headed to the stairs. He walked up to the second floor, all the while that small voice in his mind had returned, pleading with him to stop walking, turn around and leave this house forever. It was almost laughable as Ryan reached the hallway, focusing on Dani's door and nothing else. He stopped before grabbing the handle. Inside, he heard her moaning. Ryan leaned closer, eavesdropping on what sounded like a very good time. “Shit, yes!” she shouted. Ryan strained to hear if someone else was in the room with Dani. Could she be in the middle of something Ryan shouldn't interrupt? 'Not an option now,' something inside him responded, jolting Ryan only for a moment before he turned the doorknob and walked into the room uninvited and unconcerned. Dani was on her bed, white cotton slip pulled down to expose her breasts, eyes closed as she gripped the blankets with one hand and thumbed her nipple with the other. As Ryan looked over her writhing body, he saw that she had on thin lace panties, exposed easily while her knees were bent and her slip gathered at her hips. As Ryan looked over her pussy, he noticed that the fabric of Dani's panties appeared to being played with, especially over her clit. Ryan realized something he couldn't see was getting her off, rhythmically moving in time with the way she was arching her back and grinding her hips off the bed. Any other time, Ryan would pull out his Bible and declare a war on any evil inside this house. Any... other... time. ...but not now. Ryan's lean figure tensed briefly as he exhaled a low moan. He started unbuttoning his shirt as Dani's moans became faster, shorter, higher. As Ryan pulled the shirt off his shoulders, he watched the transformation in Dani. She looked more and more like the Dani from his dream the night before; she seemed to radiate heat and her skin seemed to glow, her hair now a deep and blazing red, as if flames burned inside the layers. Instead of alarm him, Ryan felt his thick cock throb at the sight. Dani's body was oozing sexuality, her every movement drawing Ryan closer. Ryan spotted some soft cotton rope at the corner of the bed, then saw the same line from each corner of the bed. Restraints. Ryan walked to a corner of the bed, grabbing one of Dani's ankles as he did. This seemed to startle her out of whatever trance she had been under. Dani yelped in surprise, dazedly looking to him then attempted to free herself from Ryan's grasp. “Oooh, no,” Ryan said with a smile as he wrapped the rope around her ankle over and over again. Dani's eyes seemed to clear and she looked around, obviously disoriented. Ryan proceeded knotting the first ankle restraint, a thick width created to avoid cutting off circulation to Dani's foot. Ryan wasn't sure how he knew that, but the thought was brushed aside like a fly as he grabbed her other ankle and wrapped it the same way. "Ryan... wha... Ryan, what's going on??" The surprise was evident in Dani's voice as she leaned up on her elbows to watch as he finished the second restraint. Ryan surveyed his work, then smiled unnervingly at her. "I'll tell you, Dani," he said slowly, using 2 fingers to trace the skin leading from her calf up to her thigh. "Whatever it is I want, I'm going to do. And I can confidently say that because I know every part of you wants me to." Ryan's hand slides up to her hip and gently plays with the waist of her panties, slowly creeping under the material and into the hot wetness within. His middle finger pushed inside of her as she sucked in a shocked breath and stiffened her back. "Oh my- RYAN! What... -fuck!- what the hell? What are you thinking? How did you get in he- AH!" Dani's resistance and words were cut short as Ryan pulled his finger out of her pussy, then leaned over the bed and pushed his finger completely into her, backed by the weight of his body. His mouth next to her ear, he whispered, "I think you know. If not, give it a bit. You're a bright girl- you'll figure it out." Dani attempted to shove Ryan away from her, but he caught he arms with a laugh and taunted her, "Ooh, ohohoho, is that any way to treat company? Hmm? I think not. Let me help your manners." Ryan quickly completed restraining Dani by binding her wrists thoroughly so she had a little wiggle (struggle) room, but was not going anywhere. "Okay, okay, Ryan, this is what I was talking about. This isn't you. Something is in this house, something changed you." Ryan grabbed something off the floor as Dani continued. "I know that this isn't your fault. 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