Someone To Watch Over Me
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M through R › Rose Red
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
3,964
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Rose Red, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Ch. 5 - Fallen Rose Petals of Night
Someone To Watch Over Me
Ch. 5. Fallen Rose Petals of Night
The group of psychic explorers examined concerned and frightened looks to and fro. Steve was calling out to Joyce but there was no answer. The six remaining decided that it would be best to stay in one room for the rest of the night. Nick's room happened to be the largest and it happened to have two sofas inside it by the fireplace. Steve sat in the massive over cushioned, high-backed chair nearest to the fireplace. He was furious with himself for not holding on to Dee more closely. He tried so desperately to warn her about waking up this house. He felt lost and guilty. Emery had curled up on the far right-hand side of one of the couches, on the opposite side Kathy curled up with a blanket wrapped around her and her Bible in her hands, tears were still streaming down her face. Rachel sat alone on the large sofa opposite the room from Emery and Kathy. She sat nearest to the side where Steve was at. She reached across to the chair and placed a comforting hand onto Steve's arm. Steve turned to meet her eyes, her perfect chocolate eyes. She smiled to him. It was a sad, sweet smile. He could tell she was concerned about him, sorry about Joyce, Pam, and Vic, and that she had feelings for him.
"I couldn't save her." Steve said simply to her. Rachel just nodded in silent understanding, while tears escaped from her eyes and cascaded down her face. Steve gently took hold of her hand and pulled her to him. Only pausing to ask the question of permission with his eyes and see the response of a slight nod he took possession of her mouth. It was a sweet kiss, unhurried. But there was a need and urgency about it. They remembered that they were not alone and broke the kiss and sat down together in the massive chair.
Nick was sitting up on the massive bed with his back against the headboard. In his arms lay Annie asleep, head resting on the massive silk covered bed pillow Nick had placed up against his chest for his love to lay against. Nick stared down at her. She looked like an angel, her golden chestnut hair cascading down like a flowing mane. Her soft rhythmic breathing belied her bodies' injuries. She was swathed in a pair of silk pajamas Nick had let her use. She slept peacefully right now. Nick caressed Annie's cheek while she slept and looked over at Rachel and Steve. It seemed that he and Annie were not to be the only new couple that was created during their stay in Rose Red. Nick was concerned for Steve. The slightly younger man's mind was awash in chaos, confusion, and guilt. He blamed himself for Joyce's disappearance. However, Nick could still feel Joyce's presence within the house...she was alive...for now...and in large amount of ecstasy.
*** Joyce had been separated from the rest of the group. She was in Ellen's private bedchambers. She recognized the ornate bed and décor. She went to sit on the edge of the bed. The beautiful sunburst orange and red satin sheets and comforter were so inviting. Joyce could not resist lying down upon the sensual bed. Joyce thought about Ellen. Before she could even call out the woman was before her. She did not look like John Rimbauer's ghost had. She was not half decayed and half alive. She looked as beautiful as she had in life. She wore a sheer and revealing white satin and chiffon nightgown that went down to her ankles and had a slit all the way up to her mid thigh on the left. She wore nothing beneath it. Joyce tried to speak but Ellen just put her finger to her lips as a silent sign of "don't speak". Ellen climbed onto the bed and leaned down and pressed her lips to Joyce's.
Joyce had dreamed about this moment for so long, ever since she had first seen Ellen's picture in her earliest studies about Rose Red. Ellen's lips were full and sweet. Joyce couldn't help but sink into the sensation of them. Ellen's arms wound more tightly around her and she felt Ellen's tongue begging for entry into her mouth. Joyce happily obliged. Ellen's sweet tongue bathed and danced with her own as her hands began to undo Joyce's trousers. Without any way of knowing how, Joyce suddenly found herself naked on the bed. Ellen straddled her at the hip joint, smiling down at her seductively and serenely she leaned down and began to suckle Joyce's ample left breast while playing with the nipple of her right. Joyce moaned in pleasure, and reached up to cup and attends to Ellen's beautiful and sizeable breasts. Ellen soon moved downward and began to kiss Joyce's inner thighs. The heat in Joyce's body intensified as Ellen parted her lower lips and began to kiss and lap at her clit and pussy. Ellen only ate her for a few minutes and abruptly stood up, so quickly that Joyce ached for her as she walked across the room to her dresser. Ellen looked back at her over her shoulder and without any words told her that she would be right back. Joyce watched Ellen open the top dresser drawer and remove something. As Ellen turned back around to her Joyce saw it was the very same wooden strap on that she had read about in Ellen's journals. Ellen smiled lustily at Joyce as she strapped the archaic devise around her body. Joyce realized as Ellen drew nearer to the bed again that the strap on actually had a strange downward curvature to it, and watched with absolute arousal as Ellen positioned that five inch portion of the dildo into her own dripping wet slit. A small moan escaped from Ellen as the wooden piece slipped into her tight pussy. At that same moment a beautiful black woman appeared...she was ethereal, every inch of her naked body. She must have been Sukena. Sukena walked over to Ellen and wrapped her left arm around her waist and squeezed her ass. Ellen leaned in and gave Sukeena a deep and passionate kiss. Together they walked hand in hand over to the bed where Joyce laid down watching them. Sukeena gently laid down beside Joyce, and leaned in and kissed her deeply as she did. Joyce noticed that Sukeena also had a large wooden strap-on on as well. Sukeena spoke softly to her as she motioned her body toward her own. Sukeena then lay flat on the bed and ushered Joyce on top of her with her backside facing her. Joyce's eyes glazed over with lust as she realized what was about to happen. Ellen smiling poured some jelly oil into her hands and began to rub it in and around Joyce's anus, lubing her ass up. Once Ellen felt Joyce was well lubricated, she gently pulled her up toward her, and allowed Sukeena to fill Joyce's tight ass with the seven inch strap on that was sprouting up from above her pussy. Joyce moaned in delight as the hard facsimile filled her ass. Sukeena snaked her arms around Joyce's frame and squeezed her breasts tightly. Ellen leaned in and kissed Joyce deeply and entered her pussy at the same time. Joyce was feeling the most intense ecstasy she had ever know. She could also feel the truth for the first time. She could admit the truth. She was in love with both of these women...they were why she had been drawn to Rose Red. That was the second to last cohesive thought Dr. Joyce Reirden had before she gave herself over, mind, body, heart and soul to the pleasurable mind-numbing sensations of her two beautiful women filling her up. The last cohesive thought that passed her mind is that she was now where she belonged...with her two lovers.***
Morning came, Annie awoke before the others. She was wrapped in Nick's warm embrace. She surveyed the dimly lit bedroom suite. Sister was curled up on one of the sofas in Steve's arms, Emery was curled up in the same spot on the opposite sofa that he had been in all evening, Kathy was also in her same position on the other side of the sofa from Emery. Annie stirred in Nicks arms effectively waking him up. She was loathed to do it, he looked so exhausted...but she needed him...needed him needed him. He smiled down at her and leaned in to kiss her lips. He knew why she had awakened him. With as much silence as mice they walked hand in hand to the massive bathroom suite adjacent to the bedroom. Nick was unable to latch the door so he put a tie around the outside of the door handle to let the others know that they were alright but that the restroom was occupied at the moment. Annie had grabbed their clothes and robes on the way into the bathroom so they wouldn't have to parade around the room in towels. Nick turned on the shower and spread one of the king size plush towels onto the already super thick carpeting of the floor. He gently wrapped his arms around Annie's fame and lifted up her nightgown from her body.
Ch. 5. Fallen Rose Petals of Night
The group of psychic explorers examined concerned and frightened looks to and fro. Steve was calling out to Joyce but there was no answer. The six remaining decided that it would be best to stay in one room for the rest of the night. Nick's room happened to be the largest and it happened to have two sofas inside it by the fireplace. Steve sat in the massive over cushioned, high-backed chair nearest to the fireplace. He was furious with himself for not holding on to Dee more closely. He tried so desperately to warn her about waking up this house. He felt lost and guilty. Emery had curled up on the far right-hand side of one of the couches, on the opposite side Kathy curled up with a blanket wrapped around her and her Bible in her hands, tears were still streaming down her face. Rachel sat alone on the large sofa opposite the room from Emery and Kathy. She sat nearest to the side where Steve was at. She reached across to the chair and placed a comforting hand onto Steve's arm. Steve turned to meet her eyes, her perfect chocolate eyes. She smiled to him. It was a sad, sweet smile. He could tell she was concerned about him, sorry about Joyce, Pam, and Vic, and that she had feelings for him.
"I couldn't save her." Steve said simply to her. Rachel just nodded in silent understanding, while tears escaped from her eyes and cascaded down her face. Steve gently took hold of her hand and pulled her to him. Only pausing to ask the question of permission with his eyes and see the response of a slight nod he took possession of her mouth. It was a sweet kiss, unhurried. But there was a need and urgency about it. They remembered that they were not alone and broke the kiss and sat down together in the massive chair.
Nick was sitting up on the massive bed with his back against the headboard. In his arms lay Annie asleep, head resting on the massive silk covered bed pillow Nick had placed up against his chest for his love to lay against. Nick stared down at her. She looked like an angel, her golden chestnut hair cascading down like a flowing mane. Her soft rhythmic breathing belied her bodies' injuries. She was swathed in a pair of silk pajamas Nick had let her use. She slept peacefully right now. Nick caressed Annie's cheek while she slept and looked over at Rachel and Steve. It seemed that he and Annie were not to be the only new couple that was created during their stay in Rose Red. Nick was concerned for Steve. The slightly younger man's mind was awash in chaos, confusion, and guilt. He blamed himself for Joyce's disappearance. However, Nick could still feel Joyce's presence within the house...she was alive...for now...and in large amount of ecstasy.
*** Joyce had been separated from the rest of the group. She was in Ellen's private bedchambers. She recognized the ornate bed and décor. She went to sit on the edge of the bed. The beautiful sunburst orange and red satin sheets and comforter were so inviting. Joyce could not resist lying down upon the sensual bed. Joyce thought about Ellen. Before she could even call out the woman was before her. She did not look like John Rimbauer's ghost had. She was not half decayed and half alive. She looked as beautiful as she had in life. She wore a sheer and revealing white satin and chiffon nightgown that went down to her ankles and had a slit all the way up to her mid thigh on the left. She wore nothing beneath it. Joyce tried to speak but Ellen just put her finger to her lips as a silent sign of "don't speak". Ellen climbed onto the bed and leaned down and pressed her lips to Joyce's.
Joyce had dreamed about this moment for so long, ever since she had first seen Ellen's picture in her earliest studies about Rose Red. Ellen's lips were full and sweet. Joyce couldn't help but sink into the sensation of them. Ellen's arms wound more tightly around her and she felt Ellen's tongue begging for entry into her mouth. Joyce happily obliged. Ellen's sweet tongue bathed and danced with her own as her hands began to undo Joyce's trousers. Without any way of knowing how, Joyce suddenly found herself naked on the bed. Ellen straddled her at the hip joint, smiling down at her seductively and serenely she leaned down and began to suckle Joyce's ample left breast while playing with the nipple of her right. Joyce moaned in pleasure, and reached up to cup and attends to Ellen's beautiful and sizeable breasts. Ellen soon moved downward and began to kiss Joyce's inner thighs. The heat in Joyce's body intensified as Ellen parted her lower lips and began to kiss and lap at her clit and pussy. Ellen only ate her for a few minutes and abruptly stood up, so quickly that Joyce ached for her as she walked across the room to her dresser. Ellen looked back at her over her shoulder and without any words told her that she would be right back. Joyce watched Ellen open the top dresser drawer and remove something. As Ellen turned back around to her Joyce saw it was the very same wooden strap on that she had read about in Ellen's journals. Ellen smiled lustily at Joyce as she strapped the archaic devise around her body. Joyce realized as Ellen drew nearer to the bed again that the strap on actually had a strange downward curvature to it, and watched with absolute arousal as Ellen positioned that five inch portion of the dildo into her own dripping wet slit. A small moan escaped from Ellen as the wooden piece slipped into her tight pussy. At that same moment a beautiful black woman appeared...she was ethereal, every inch of her naked body. She must have been Sukena. Sukena walked over to Ellen and wrapped her left arm around her waist and squeezed her ass. Ellen leaned in and gave Sukeena a deep and passionate kiss. Together they walked hand in hand over to the bed where Joyce laid down watching them. Sukeena gently laid down beside Joyce, and leaned in and kissed her deeply as she did. Joyce noticed that Sukeena also had a large wooden strap-on on as well. Sukeena spoke softly to her as she motioned her body toward her own. Sukeena then lay flat on the bed and ushered Joyce on top of her with her backside facing her. Joyce's eyes glazed over with lust as she realized what was about to happen. Ellen smiling poured some jelly oil into her hands and began to rub it in and around Joyce's anus, lubing her ass up. Once Ellen felt Joyce was well lubricated, she gently pulled her up toward her, and allowed Sukeena to fill Joyce's tight ass with the seven inch strap on that was sprouting up from above her pussy. Joyce moaned in delight as the hard facsimile filled her ass. Sukeena snaked her arms around Joyce's frame and squeezed her breasts tightly. Ellen leaned in and kissed Joyce deeply and entered her pussy at the same time. Joyce was feeling the most intense ecstasy she had ever know. She could also feel the truth for the first time. She could admit the truth. She was in love with both of these women...they were why she had been drawn to Rose Red. That was the second to last cohesive thought Dr. Joyce Reirden had before she gave herself over, mind, body, heart and soul to the pleasurable mind-numbing sensations of her two beautiful women filling her up. The last cohesive thought that passed her mind is that she was now where she belonged...with her two lovers.***
Morning came, Annie awoke before the others. She was wrapped in Nick's warm embrace. She surveyed the dimly lit bedroom suite. Sister was curled up on one of the sofas in Steve's arms, Emery was curled up in the same spot on the opposite sofa that he had been in all evening, Kathy was also in her same position on the other side of the sofa from Emery. Annie stirred in Nicks arms effectively waking him up. She was loathed to do it, he looked so exhausted...but she needed him...needed him needed him. He smiled down at her and leaned in to kiss her lips. He knew why she had awakened him. With as much silence as mice they walked hand in hand to the massive bathroom suite adjacent to the bedroom. Nick was unable to latch the door so he put a tie around the outside of the door handle to let the others know that they were alright but that the restroom was occupied at the moment. Annie had grabbed their clothes and robes on the way into the bathroom so they wouldn't have to parade around the room in towels. Nick turned on the shower and spread one of the king size plush towels onto the already super thick carpeting of the floor. He gently wrapped his arms around Annie's fame and lifted up her nightgown from her body.