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Ghosts haunt for a reason (FinnxRuss)

Catherine nodded to Markus, reaching to lightly caress his cheek before turning to watch over the girl. Her hand would go right through him when he was in his corporeal form, but it was the gesture that mattered She wondered what Markus was up to, but past experiences taught her to never question his orders. Turning her attention to the girl on the bed, she walked around the room, waiting for Markus to return from whatever task he had to take care of.
 
Markus felt Catherine caressing his cheek as he left the room. He could imagine feeling her hand against his skin but he didn't care as he knew that his plan was set. He left the room, heading up into the attic to run through some stuff before finding small metal key. He then went down the stairs, letting them hear him on the steps easily as he went all the way to the bottom, and outside.

He went around to the trapdoor, unlocking it and opening it, looking down at the dustfilled basement. It was filled with webs and dead rats as he smirked, entering the basement and moving to the furthest corner. He grabbed the large chest, lifting it up and hearing whatever was inside rustle around as he left the room, locking the trapdoor after him.
 
Rachel had eventually cried herself to sleep, leaving Catherine with nothing to do. She wouldn't leave the room, following Markus' instructions. It had been almost two centuries since she had been in this room, but it still had the same decorations and furniture. Moving to sit at her old desk, she glanced toward the door, hearing Markus' footsteps in the hallway. She was curious as to what he was doing, but knew better than to disobey his orders, not that he could do anything to her now.
 
Markus went to the attic once more, opening putting the chest heavily on the floor as it would be heard downstairs in the bedroom. He then searched through the stuff in his corner once more, finding a smal silver key and a smirk rose up on his lips. He went back to the chest, opening it slowly as he then pulled out the reasons why she had been accused of witchcraft, the torture devices and the sexual torture devices, they had been used rarely but something even strangers had felt how rough the couple could get.
 
Casting another glance at the sleeping girl, Catherine decided that she wasn't about to do anything foolish. Her curiosity had gotten the better of her, and she rose up through the ceiling and into the attic, watching as Markus opened the trunk he'd dragged up from the basement. She remembered him using some of the devices on her, and wondered if he planned on using them on the girl in the room below them. Rachel was a few years younger than she herself had been, and a lot more innocent. Though, once Markus had his mind set on something, there was little anyone could do to stop him. It had been one of the things she liked most about him, but at the same time, it was something that scared her.
 
Markus was roaming through all the stuff, not seeming bothered with accidentally cutting himself as he felt Catherine's presence coming up and into the room. "What do you need?" He asked her, not turning around as he knew exactly who it was. His mind was set on breaking Rachel into becoming a slave for the ghosts, doing their bidding in the world or at least getting revenge for what they had both been murdered for. It was what he had always dreamt of and then finishing as the perfect couple, with wonderful sex amongst the dead bodies.
 
It didn't surprise her that Markus knew she was there. Moving to stand beside him, she looked down at the items he took out of the trunk. "Are you going to use those on the girl downstairs? She's so young, Markus. Younger than I had been, I believe." She kinda felt sorry for the girl, but her love for Markus kept her from interfering in his plans.
 
"I'm going to make sure we get the revenge we've been waiting for." Markus told her. "If she resists and doesn't want to help us, I'll use the instruments on her." He told her, feeling a bit sad about it himself. "And I know she's younger than you were, but this is another age, people act differently and she is as mature as you were when we moved in together." He explained, not turning towards her one single moment as he knew that he couldn't look her in the eyes and know he was going to hurt a young girl just to get her to listen to him and do exactly what he told her to.
 
Catherine moved so she was standing in front of him, wanting him to look at her. "Markus, think about what you are about to do. That girl has nothing to do with what was done to us. I have nothing against you holding here to keep you company, but can't you just leave it at that?" Crouching down, she reached for one of the items, but her hand went right through it. She knew Markus had a dark side. What she didn't know was just how dark it was. "Can't you let go of the past?"
 
Markus watched her hand and looked up at her. "I know what I'm doing Catherine." He told her, standing up. "And I can't let go of the past. I can't let go of how they murdered you in cold blood and I had to wait for them to discover that I was part of it too. Had they only burnt us together, we would've been in heaven together." He replied, turning his back to her as he had a few light toys in his hands. He was going to enjoy himself a great deal as he would bring pleasure to Catherine through Rachel. He went down the stairs, hoping Catherine would understand.
 
Shaking her head as Markus went back down the stairs, she sunk through the floor and back into the bedroom Rachel was in. A quick glance at the bed told her that the girl was still asleep. She sat at the desk just as Markus entered the room, glancing over at Rachel.

Rachel was still fast asleep, curled up under the covers, blissfully unaware of what Markus had planned for her.
 
Markus didn't care where Catherine was as he went back to the room, seeing Rachel still asleep as he went to the bed, putting the toys down on the bedside table and beginning to remove the covers. He knew the girl would still be naked as he begun arranging it, having brough the chains that he used to tie her wrists to the headboard with, not too tight of course and the other set of chains for her ancles as he spread her legs out in her sleep, waiting for her to wake up now as he looked over at Catherine once before deciding to push through with his plan.
 
Rachel woke up shortly after being chained to the bed, her eyes going wide when she realized she couldn't move. She looked around for Markus, seeing him at the side of the bed. "Markus... Let me go please..." There was a hint of panic in her voice, not liking how things were going. She was still sore between her legs, and wanted more time to rest.

Catherine just sat at her desk, watching everything. She wanted to help the girl, but her loyalty to Markus kept her from doing anything. That, and she was a little curious as to what Markus planned on doing with the girl who was now chained to what used to be her bed.
 
Markus shook his head. "You're not getting out." He told her, his tone hard as he looked down at her, his hand softly moving out and grabbing her breast, teasing her nipple by pinching it. He was going to enjoy himself as he looked down into her eyes. "I need you to be able to obey every single command I have without hearing any hint of hesitation." He told her, grabbing her breast, his materialized fingers and nails digging into her skin as he could cause her pain this way too. He then let go, waiting for her response to find out if she was going to be obedient or not.
 
Rachel started to struggle against the chains, trying to maneuver her body away from his touch. She was only a teenager, and still in school. Well she would have been, if she hadn't become the prisoner of a ghost. "Markus please... I will help you get out of this house. Just let me go!"

Catherine stood from her desk, moving to leave the room. She couldn't bear to watch Markus hurt the girl, so the best course of action for her was to go up into the attic to watch the night sky, like she had done when she was alive.
 
Markus heard her complain as he then shock his head, sensing Catherine leaving her. "It's too late, I can't reverse what has happened here and you're going to be here until I release you." He told her, bending in over her again as he licked along her neck, tasting her sweat from before. He then moved back to the bedside table, picking up one of the toys, a long wooden plug looking item as he looked a bit closer at it before putting it down again, picking up another item, this one seeming more fun. It was made of two metal pins, rounded in the end and stuck on a piece of bamboo wood, making it flexible. "I'm going to break you, girl, because I need you to work for me." He told her, putting the toy down on her stomach, letting her see it before he would use it, knowing he could cause fear in her heart.
 
Catherine could still feel Rachel's fear even though she was no longer in the room. It practically radiated through the house. She couldn't move too far away from the girl though, or she might not be able to return. She wasn't even sure how she was connected to the girl, and it confused her since Rachel seemed to have a soul of her own.

Rachel looked at the items that Markus had brought into the room with him, feeling tears form in her eyes as she realized she had no hope of ever leaving that house alive. She no longer wanted to help Markus, but was afraid of what he might do if she tried to escape. "Markus please... Just let me go and I'll do whatever you want." She would say anything to get him to leave her alone, though she had her doubts that it would work.
 
"I don't care what you'll do and what you won't do. What I care about is that you're loyal to me and that you will always obey Catherine and I." He told her, knowing that he wasn't going to let her die in the house, even if he had to feed her his own or Catherine's pure energy. He grabbed the item again, moving a hand down between her legs to rub her sex, feeling a bit of wetness from the fact that she was still naked and chained up. He then moved one of the metal pins in against her wet pussy, knowing it was longer than his own length, though not as wide, he shoved it all inside her, letting her feel the cold metal inside her pussy as it would hit against her most inner walls. He knew it would hurt, but he didn't care, the pain was only a bonus to him.
 
"And if I refuse?" Rachel didn't really want to hear the answer to that, since it would probably mean more pain for her later. She tried to move her hips away from his hand, but due to the chains, had very limited movement. She bit her lip when she felt the cold metal of the pin against her inner walls, trying to block out the pain. It wasn't as bad as when he'd taken her, but it still hurt. "Markus please let me go.. I beg you!"
 
Markus heard her question, feeling his anger bubble up on the inside. He knew that she wouldn't be able to resist him. "If you refuse, I'll torture you until you beg for me to kill you, and even then, I'll spare your miserable human life." He told her, pulling the device a bit back before shoving it right back inside her, feeling it hit a bit of resistance at the end, stretching her deeper this time. He then moved his hand down, to the bottom pin of the two, moving it a bit up to let it poke against her tight ass, smirking as he wanted to tease her, he wasn't going to let her get defiled by the pin first though, he wanted the honor of ripping her ass open himself.
 
If Rachel had been afraid before, now she was downright terrified. His words were nothing at all like they had been when she first came to the house, and if she hadn't seen him in the flesh, so to speak, she would have thought it was someone else saying those cruel words to her. She let out a loud cry of pain when she felt the pin being shoved deeper inside her. "Markus please... stop.." She knew he wouldn't listen, but she would continue to beg and plead with him to release her. She fell silent, however, when she felt the matching pin to the one already inside her against her ass. For a second, she thought he was going to put it in her ass, but he didn't do more than poke her with it. Though, if she were able to choose, she would have picked the pin.
 
"You don't get anything from begging me to stop." Markus told her, poking the pin against her ass a few more moments before he turned it, turning the other pin as well inside her around before he removed his own clothes quickly, knowing that this was going to be fun. He had wanted her to be in another position but this was fine with him as he moved naked onto the bed, seeing her delicious body fully available in the chains as he stroked himself a bit before rubbing the tip of his length against her tight ass, letting her feel it by the backdoor to her body as he knew that he would be forcing his way into her soon.
 
Rachel could only watch as Markus got undressed, since she was unable to move off the bed. She knew what was coming next as he climbed on top of her, or at least she thought she knew. It came as a complete shock to her when he felt his length against her ass. Not wanting it to happen, she started squirming beneath him, shaking her head and crying. "Markus please don't..."

Catherine, even though she was still in the attic, could still feel Rachel's fear, could hear her cries, and it was starting to annoy her. Sinking through the floor again, she stood beside the bed, though only Markus would know she was thare. "Make the girl shut up. She's starting to annoy me, love"
 
Markus grinned, feeling her squirm against him as well as crying. His hand shot forward, slapping her across her face to make her shut up so Catherine wouldn't be bothering him. "Shut up girl." He said, adding extra to the slap as he pushed the tip into her ass, feeling her tightness instantly as her muscles seemed to try and push him out, it was fun to feel as he slowly but decisively pushed his long hard cock into her ass, taking her virginity there as he knew that Catherine would feel some of the pain but also a lot of the pleasure as he had done this with her once before when she had disobeyed him badly.
 
Rachel went quiet when Markus slapped her, though tears still rolled down her cheeks. Not wanting to get slapped again, she bit her lip when she felt the tip of his length pushing into her, despite her ass muscles trying to push it back out. It hurt like hell, much worse than when he took her virginity earlier.

Satisfied that she wouldn't be bothered by Rachel's screams, she went back up into the attic. She could feel a bit of the pain that the girl was feeling, remembering her own experiences with Markus when he was alive. More than the pain though, she felt pleasure in being filled, even though it wasn't really her that it was happening to.
 
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