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Ghosts haunt for a reason (FinnxRuss)

Markus kept pushing, he had listened to Rachel go quiet but didn't seem bothered with the girl crying as he forced his way into her ass. Her muscles were clenching tightly around his length, almost too much for her to be able to handle as he was around halfways, he suddenly just rammed the rest of his length into her ass, forcing it in so hard and fast that he ripped her a tiny bit, knowing she wasn't used to his size as he then bended in over her. "Tell me how much you like it." He commanded her, his hands on her hips to hold her steady as he was deeper in her ass than her pussy could ever offer.
 
She had tried to be as quiet as she could, but when he suddenly rammed his length completely into her ass, she let out a loud pain-filled scream. She felt as though she was being torn apart from the inside, and he hadn't even started properly fucking her yet. If the pain was this bad now, it was only going to get worse really soon. She didn't trust her voice, but she did manage to squeak out an answer, trying to concentrate on something on the pain she was feeling. "It hurts.... take it out!"

Upstairs, Catherine was sitting on the top of the trunk, feeling more of Rachel's pain. It didn't really bother that much, as she was used to pain. She wondered how long the girl would last before passing out, but she was going to wait up there till Markus was finished.
 
Markus stayed deeply inside the girl, slapping her across her face for her response to his demand. "I told you to beg for it girl!" He told her, his tone harder as he stayed there, her muscles still working around his length and bringing him pleasure. He knew that Catherine wouldn't interupt him, she wasn't even close to the same strength as him. He had full control of the house and both the females as he then begun on what would be rougher. He pulled out and begun thrusting, his hips moving back and forth, slamming his hips in against her's as he watched those lovely breasts of her bounce with his thrusts, the chains rattling against the bedposts as he took her in her ass.
 
Rachel cried harder as he slapped her again. She wasn't sure what she done to be left in this hellhole of a house. She just hoped that she could figure out how to get away soon before she ended up dead. For now though, she decided to play along with his demands, praying that he would start to ease up on her if she did. "I... I love... feeling you inside.... me...." She managed to say it, between sobs as she felt him start to move against her ruthlessly.
 
"Good girl." Markus told her, hearing her words even though he knew that she was lying. But from her lying, he decided to grant her a much more intense feeling. He begun to move faster, his hips slamming in against her's, causing her skin to redden as well as the slapping sounds got louder. He was more reckless with her than he had been with Catherine, but he didn't care. They would both soon enough learn their place beneath him. The breaking of one of them had only begun.
 
Rachel screamed again as he started move faster, the pain starting to be too much for her to handle. If he didn't let up soon, she was likely to pass out from the pain. "stop it... please.... I'll do anything you want.. just make the pain stop, Markus..."

Catherine tried to ignore Rachel's screams, not wanting to interrupt Markus, not that she could have stopped him. He'd had almost 200 years to gather the power he'd had, and she had only just recently been able to use hers, having been stuck on another plane of existence since her death at the hands of a group of witch hunters.
 
Markus didn't listen to her screams. He kept taking her, the pleasure building and just before she would peak at passing out from the pain, he shot the plasmatic load deep into her ass. He didn't want her to just pass out from his enjoyment as he then pulled out of her. "Only one hole left for me ravage." He told her. "And your pleading will not help you, you won't be able to stop me until you begin begging for me to ravage your body and make you mine." He finished, leaning in over her and kissing her by her neck, leaving a small mark there to signify that she belonged to him, much like Catherine had the same mark on her neck.
 
Rachel had come very close to passing out, but Markus seemed to sense that because he came inside her ass just before she could. She felt immense relief when he pulled out of her, but it was shortlived when she heard his next words. She looked at him, wide-eyed and confused at what he meant. He'd already fucked both her holes down there, so what more could he do to her? She tried to move her upper body away when she felt his cold lips on her neck, not wanting him to touch her anymore. "Just leave me alone Markus..."
 
Markus smirked at her words. "I'll never leave you alone, and you'll never leave this place in all eternity." He told her, his tone showing that he was indeed the master of the house whether he was dead or alive. "And I'll spare your throat for now, I have been satisfied enough by your body to need much more. But you won't be able to die this way, my semen isn't human so you won't get pregnant, but you will have your energy replenished, so you're ready for more later." He told her before he turned the metal pin device around, putting the free pin all the way inside her ass. "This will stay there until I remove it, if I find it out of your ass or pussy, I'll punish you, if you have to go to the loo, do it on yourself." He told her, getting up and dressing as he knew that he would need to talk with Catherine about something important.
 
Rachel pulled on the chains, trying to get a hand free. "Let me go now! You can't seriously leave me here like this!" She sighed, looking the other way after he'd left the room. She couldn't believe he was going to leave her like that for however long he was going to be gone.

Catherine was still in the attic, staring out the window. She knew that Markus had finished with Rachel, though she could still feel that the girl was still in pain from the assault.
 
Markus was dressed as he left, heading up the stairs to the attic, sealing the floors and walls so Catherine couldn't escape. He went in through the main door, seeing her by the window. "I hope you're not going to object to whatever I do to the girl as long as I don't chop her up and eat her." He said, his tone deeming that he had much more in mind for the poor girl chained up downstairs in the bedroom.
 
Catherine turned to look toward the door upon hearing Markus' voice. Standing from her perch, she moved to stand in front of him. "Markus, you do realize I can feel everything you do to her, right? When she's in pain, I feel it. But no.. I won't interfere in whatever you have planned for her. Though I do not understand why you are doing this. We are together again. That should be what matters here."
 
"I know you feel everything and you're connected to the girl." Markus replied. He had heard all she had said and as he took it in he felt himself rage over that she seemed so careless as to what had happened. "I can't leave it just because we're together, you were brutally slaughtered in front of my own eyes!" He was clearly exaggerating but she had been burned in front of him, he had been forced to watch. "I was murdered up here because they accussed me of continuing your work, had they only known that we were as normal as them, we would've been in heaven. But now it doesn't matter! I want my revenge and until I have it, I cannot rest." He told her, looking into her eyes the entire time.
 
"Love, I want revenge too, but how is hurting that girl going to give us that? She's innocent of any wrongdoings against us!" She raised her hand to touch his cheek, or at least try to. "You are the most important person in my life, Markus. Never forget that." Lowering her hand, she turned to go sit back at the window. "I don't approve of what you are doing to her, but I won't stop you. You have my complete loyalty."
 
"She's innocent, but she's wild. I need the revenge to be able to move on and I need a human who's loyal to me to do it." He told her, seeming to feel her touch against his cheek as he watched her move back to the window. "I know you're loyal, and I want to spend my eternity with you in happiness, and this isn't happiness." He told her, making sure to keep himself as calm as possible.
 
Caherine looked back over at him, remaining seated by the window. "Was there anything else you needed to talk to me about, love?" She had other questions to ask him, but decided talking more about the girl would only make him more angry than he already was. Though he didn't show it, Catherine could tell that he was not in a good mood. Picking up on his moods was something she'd picked up on when they used to live together.
 
Markus wasn't in the best of moods. He had a reluctant girl to break and his woman was telling him he was doing it the wrong way even though she said she wouldn't go against him. His plan was working out even though he had to plan it over a longer time so they could finally rest in peace together in heaven. Despite the fact that Rachel would be scarred for life.
 
Catherine sighed, turning again to look out the window. She decided to just remain quiet for now, and give him some time to calm down.

Meanwhile, back downstairs, Rachel was trying to get a hand free from the chains that held her on the bed, so she could at least lay in a more comfortable position. She had no intention of removing the objects from her pussy and ass, not wanting to get hurt more than she already had been.
 
Markus went to the chest, opening and digging into it, rummaging through the metal devices, the wooden devices and even some of the more weird devices. He was acting like he was searching for something all the way down in the bottom. He wanted to find that one item he had used before. He had only used it once on Catherine but he was sure that if he mentioned it, she would remember. It was both a pain and a pleasure object though not very large it would certain react to a human body and change in size and shape if he added his energy to it.
 
Catherine watched him as he dug through his trunk of old sex toys, wondering what he was looking for. Whatever it was, it had to be buried at the bottom of the trunk. He'd used all of them on her at some point during their lives, a good majority of them meant to cause pain to the one they were used on. Part of her wanted to go down and warn the girl, but her loyalty to Markus prevented her from doing so.
 
Markus searched, not seeming bothered with the fact that Catherine was watching her as he dug all the way to the bottom. He then suddenly found what he was looking for, an enlightened smirk showing on his face as he begun moving the stuff on top of it away. It was a strange device, both metal and wood. At first it looked like a bat for batting people with, but that was only one side. The other side was 'spiked' with various devices, some thing and very long, others very thick or with a ribbled look. It was all in metal as the different sizes and shapes made him smirk, looking over at Catherine to see if she remembered it, he had paddled her with it and then pleasured her with the other side after, knowing she had loved every second of it.
 
Catherine had indeed remembered it, but looked away as soon as she saw it. She knew that he was going to use it on the girl, but she couldn't do anything to keep him from following through with his plan for revenge.

While Markus was still busy in the attic, Rachel was working to free herself from the chains. She knew that she wouldn't be able to get away from the house, so she didn't bother trying. Taking the pins out of her pussy and ass was not an option for her either. So she just curled up on her side in the middle of the bed, trying to get comfortable. She soon fell asleep, though she was still sore from Markus assaulting her.
 
Markus sensed that Rachel was getting free. But he didn't care, she would need the rest and he knew it as he decided to just leave the device downstairs, letting horror strike into her heart as he left the attic. He went into the room, placing it on the desk, the objects pointing upwards in the different shapes and sizes as he smirked, seeing the sleeping girl on the bed. He was going harder on her than he had ever gone on Catherine but this was also more urgent, two hundred years was a long time to wait for revenge and now that his chance was there, he would have to get it done.
 
Rachel slept all night and much of the morning the next day, waking up sometime around noon. Noticing that Markus wasn't in the room, she moved off the bed carefully, and got dressed in a skirt and tshirt. She would have put some pants on, but with the object still in her, it would have been really uncomfortable for her. Once she was dressed, she looked around the room, noticing the objest on the desk, pretty sure it hadn't been there the night before. She was hungry, but she was starting to hate Markus and didn't want to have to ask him for some food to eat.
 
Markus was watching her, saving his energy for later and for now he was only watching her. She might feel hungry but in fact her hunger was a shallow thing because the times he had released inside her, he had filled her with amounts of his pure energy, she would feel the hunger but when she ate, it would disappear immediately. So for now he was only watching her. His abilities to control the range of his senses were the strongest, he could easily sense as the car moved along the road, sensing it slow and turn as he smirked, preparing her for a surprise she might now be ready for.


The car pulled along the small dusty road, it's destination being somewhere on the other end of the road. Inside were four college boys, James, Casper, Michael and Ian. The indie music was blasting out from the speakers as they went past the house, the engine suddenly spluttering a bit before stopping. James banged the wheel once, turning the music down. "We're a bit screwed here guys, doesn't look like the girl wants to continue." He said, getting out of the car to get a quick smoke. Soon after the music had died and all four boys were out of the car. Michael had spotted the house as he grinned to the others. "Wanna check out that old shack over there?" He suggested, receiving a nod from the other boys as he then lead them over to the house. The door opened by itself, screeching like when Rachel had gotten there but it lead them inside as they stopped just inside, unsure if they should go further in case someone lived there.
 
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