Stalking Saver

Stalking Saver
Anynom

Don’t read this if you’re under 18 and don’t try this at home. Another idea from my friend
Mesmer Eyes. Enjoy.

The woman made her way through the house, checking everything once again. The doors
were locked, windows shut tight, alarms set, everything seemed all right. But Winona Ryder
wasn’t taking any chances. She did one last routine check all around before finally deciding it was
okay. Still, she couldn’t shake the feelings of fear within her, the ones that had been building for
the last week and a half.
At first, Walt was a nice
guy. Young, handsome, good build, dark hair, he had set Winona
at ease when she had first seen him at a nearby store. He talked to her like a regular person, not a
celebrity and treated her nice. He had asked her out but she had turned him down, while writing it
off as nervousness. But he just couldn’t take that as an answer.
He had followed her home several times and twice she had caught him outside her house,
trying to peek into the windows. Despite her calling the police several times to try and scare him
off, he kept on coming. He was starting to leave her gifts now, chocolates and flowers with the
words "W&W" inscribed on a note. Winona had thrown them all away, untouched and uneaten.
She had talked to her lawyer, trying to get some sort of complaint against him but it would take
time without proof of intentional danger against her.
Winona was a little thrown that anyone would care enough about her to stalk her. After
the double debacle of "Autumn in New York" and "Lost Souls," her Hollywood star had fallen
very low. Still, Walt had apparently thought enough of her to hunt her like this. Winona had been
on edge all week and it was getting to her, driving her paranoid and hurting her life. Sighing,
Winona ran a hand through her short black hair and walked upstairs, trying to get a handle on
everything.
She entered her bedroom, trying to focus her thoughts on her meeting tomorrow with her
agent, hoping to God that Walt didn’t have his address. She took off her black shirt, standing only
in her bra and jeans. "Hello, Winona."
Winona shrieked and leaped two feet, spinning about to see Walt standing by her bed,
smiling. He was wearing a simple shirt and slacks and a big smile, staring at Winona as she held a
hand to her chest, heaving for breath. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Came in this afternoon," Walt smiled. "You should get a better alarm, you know? That
didn’t really work that well."
"Oh, that’s it," Winona said. "That is it. You get out of my house right now. Now and I
won’t call the police. Just get out, okay?"
"I don’t think you really want that, Winona," Walt frowned. "Come on, I just want us to
work."
"Us? Us? Walt, please, you’re a great guy and everything but there is no us, okay? No us
at all. Please, just get out now. You need help."
"All I need is you."
"Okay, now we’re getting into a really twisted area," Winona said. "Please, just leave, all
right? Just leave."
Walt sighed. "I really didn’t want to do this, Winona but you’ve left me no choice. I need
to make you mine and this seems to be the only way to do it." Walt pulled a small medallion out
of his pocket and held it up. It seemed to be a blue crystal framed in a golden carrier attached to a
chain. The moment Winona saw it, she felt a strange feeling overtake her. Her eyes widened and
went blank as the stone made its magic, dulling her mind and will and overpowering her mental
defenses, making her totally subservient to Walt. Her arms fell to her sides and her face went as
blank as her mind as the crystal did its work.
"That’s right, Winona," Walt said in a commanding tone. "That’s right, Winona. Now,
we’ll have no more talk about you filing a complaint against me. You don’t have any complaints
at all, do you, Winona?"
"No….No complaints…." Winona said a low, flat voice.
"That’s right, Winona, you don’t want to make any complaints against me, no lawyers, no
police, no anything. All those complaints were just because you were afraid to love me, Winona.
You were afraid to admit you love me. But you’re not afraid anymore, are you, Winona?"
"No….not afraid…."
"You want to love me, don’t you, Winona?"
"Yes….Love you….."
"All right, Winona, when I snap my fingers, you’ll wake up. You won’t remember being
hypnotized but you’ll remember how you love me and you’ll want to show me that love right
now."
"Yes…." Walt snapped his fingers, pocketing the medallion as he watched Winona wake
up. She looked at him and slowly smiled. "Walt," she said in a voice filled with desire. "I’m so
sorry I kept putting you off like this. I was just so afraid of telling you how I really felt, you
know?"
"It’s okay," Walt said, glad that the pendant was worth all he had paid for it. Winona
came up and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Let me make it all up to you," she said huskily
as she pulled him into a nice long kiss. Her tongue plunged deep into his mouth as he embraced
her back, letting his hands drift all along her back and to her ass, squeezing it and causing her to
squeal in delight. He pulled her along and towards the bed as they began pulling each other’s
clothes off. He gripped her full breasts in his hands, squeezing them tight as he continued to push
his tongue into her mouth.
He didn’t even remember disrobing, all he knew was that soon he and Winona were lying
on the bed together, kissing like mad. Walt was in heaven, his favorite actress, whom he’d long
obsessed over, finally at his beck and call and wanted to enjoy it. Winona was lost in the
hypnotically-induced love she felt for Walt, her entire body and mind calling for his touch and he
answered it, sliding his cock into her pussy.
Winona moaned as she felt Walt go at her, pushing his rod harder and harder into her
pussy. He pushed his face into her nice cleavage, letting his tongue drag along her nipples as he
worked his way in her. Winona moaned over and over as he fucked her, her legs hooking around
his back and holding him in as he did it, feeling him inside her and on her tits as well. He pushed
her breasts around his face, continuing to kiss the smooth curves as he did. Winona could feel
herself building up into orgasm and pulled Walt’s head up so he could kiss her as he shot his wad
into her, causing her body to ache with ecstasy.

"No, Sidney, I haven’t lost my mind. No, look, I talked to the guy last night and it’s all
worked out now. Yeah, just withdraw the complaint. No, Sid, I’m fine, trust me. Okay, thanks."
Winona hung up the phone and leaned back on Walt, the two lying in bed naked together.
"God, it feels so good to come clean about it," she said.
"I know," Walt grinned. "Feels good to me too. Real good."
"I know something else that can feel real good," Winona grinned, moving back up onto
him. As she mounted his cock, Walt had to admit that the pendant had been worth it. Who said
stalking could never get the result one wanted?

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