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Master of the Haunted (east and cutelittleweasel)

CuteLittleWeasel

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Europe
As far as ideas went, this was a bad one. The wind whipped around her, rain pelted down. Her clothes were soaked through and clinging to her body. At least she would have been dry in the car, but the engine had gone off and she couldn't get it working. It would have got cold and there was a house a little further down the narrow country road.

Surely she could find shelter there and maybe use the phone to call for help.

So the house looked kind of scary. And it was pretty deserted. That didn't mean anything. Horror films were just that. Horror films. They weren't real. This house was probably occupied by a nice, old lady with cookies or something.

Elsbeth wished she had a coat. Her T-shirt wasn't doing much against the rain. Or anything, really, and her soaking wet bra was starting to become incredibly uncomfortable. She didn't even want to talk about her jeans. Just... ugh.

Could this day get any worse?

She had to take care not to trip on her way to the house. The garden path could use some fixing up, she noted. The old lady, purely a figment of her imagination but it made her feel better about the situation, probably wasn't physically up to garden work. But she made it too the door without tripping and landing on her face.

The door, however, didn't have a bell. Damn it. Oh well. Elsbeth knocked. "Hello? Is anyone home? My car broke down and I need some help!" she called.
 
The doors of the house opened as a large pale butler opened the door and then moved aside for the young woman gesturing that she should enter. The home's inside was easily just as old as its outside, with a thin layer of dust marking spots that would have been less traveled. "Young miss please do come in." the butler said in a low dry voice, as if he hadn't spoken in a long while.

The butler gave a bow and moved away from the young woman, he was slightly larger then six feet in total height his eyes seemed to glow a very bright blue, and his hair was white dispite his age only being around 40. "I shall announce your presence please come in."

as the butler spoke he began to walk away leaving her in the hall way. the sounds of the storm thundered outside, adding to the creepy ambiance of the main hall. a large starcase moved upward to a second floor, while four different doors were on the main floor, making the mansion a dead screamer for every home from any horror movie, still at least it wasn't a motel.
 
Okay. So that wasn't the nice old lady with cookies Elsbeth had imagined for herself. He was, really, kind of creepy. But that wasn't nice of her to think like that. She shivered and rubbed her arms. "Thank you, sir, I just-" But he was walking away already. She really didn't want to be left alone in the house. Best intentions and refusal to think of the horrorfilms she'd watched through the years aside, it was still creepy and big and she would probably end up lost within minutes if left to her own devices.

The pretty blonde hurried after the butler. "I'm sorry that I just showed up outside like that-" she jumped at a loud, booming thunder rolling through the sky "-but my car broke down and my phone appears to have died. Really, I just need to call into town to an auto-repair shop and have someone tow them in."
 
The butler continued to walk up the stairs his pace making it seem more like he was floating because of how light footed the man was. "The storm has knocked out the phones. We will take take you too town tomorrow once the storm has passed." the old butler stated more as matter of fact then anything else.

The butler turned to a door on his left opening it revealing a long hallway. "First door to your left is the guest room, You will find a warm shower and dry clothing there. You are free to wander anywhere the door is unlocked." the butler spoke in his dry monotone voice.

another roar of thunder rolled over as the butler turned down the hall way moving quickly he turned again vanished almost in the blink of an eye. the house creaked under the weight of the storm. the empty house however was most certainly alive, and the young woman's every motion was being watched.
 
"I didn't mean to be a-" the butler was gone so she finished, lamely, to herself "-bother."She didn't know what to think of all of this. It was strange and the hairs on the back of her neck stood straight and she rubbed her arms again. The thought of a warm shower and dry clothes was awfully tempting. Okay. Time to get cleaned up and then she'd figure out what she was going to do next. At least she wouldn't have to spend the night in her cold, rickety old car.

Nodding to herself, Elsbeth turned around and headed into the room. She careless began to strip down the second she closed the door behind her, just so eager to get out of her wet clothes. They itched and clung and her panties were beginning to ride up in the most uncomfortable wedgie she had ever had.
 
As Elsbeth stripped the room watched her. a small vapor formed along the window's rim, to an uncaring eye it would have seemed little more then steam from the warm room. a strike of lightning illuminated a face on the other side of the glass simply watching in from the outside, but the image was gone as soon as it was seen if it had been seen at all.

The house watched her pleased with her form, and as she stripped pleased with her form the fog clung to the windows as the storm raged on the outside. when she was completely naked there was a loud bang on the door of the room, and as if planned out the fog began to move the moment that Elsbeth was occupied with the door, moving slowly to the woman's feet.
 
Elsbeth squeaked and jumped at the loud bang. Her heart pounded in her throat. She quickly snatched up a sheet from the bed and wrapped it around her. Could be that butler, and no need to give him a look at the goods. Once she felt that she was properly covered up, she walked to the door and opened it, just a little, to peek out and see if someone was out there.

She hadn't noticed the face at the window, nor did she notice the fog moving towards her feet. If she had, she would probably have screamed and tried to flee the room, as it was, she had her back to the advancing fog and all her attention focused on the outside.
 
The hall was completely empty, except for a small black cat that wandered past her door, with nary a meow or care. it stopped however for a moment looking not at Elsbeth but rather past her for a moment and let out a low growling hiss as it darted off down the hallway, its paws pounding against the expensive carpeting.

The mist stopped as it reached her feet, slowly it moved upwards it would be slightly cold to the touch as if a draft had moved in, however as it moved it slowly gained form a hand reaching up from the ground cold and skeletal caressed her leg under the covers she had thrown on, the hand slowly connected to an arm which wrapped around her stomach holding her in an ethereal embrace leading to the body which formed behind her. skeletal in all its figures it was a cold entity, its other new hand formed around her breasts playing with them caressing them as the hand that had caressed her leg now touched lightly at her pussy hidden under the covers.
 
Elsbeth watched the cat take off with an arched eyebrow. Okay. More than a little weird. Maybe the cat just had some emotional problems. That happened these days, didn't it? She was about to take a step back and close the door when she felt something. Something that wasn't supposed to be there. She shivered and batted at her leg. She would have dismissed it if it hadn't turned into what it did, the strange embrace and groping.

She screamed. Who wouldn't when they suddenly felt themselves on the receiving end of such ghostly attention?

"What- No! Stop!" she shouted, trying to jump away from the entity and clinging to the sheet. All her attention was to try and run from the room. Her body heated up with adrenaline, heart pounding, blood racing and flight instincts flashing all the fun red alert lights and sirens.
 
As Elsbeth screamed the spirit seemed to enjoy the scream its hands clenching tighter on her body, but as she ran the ghost fell back shutting the rooms door behind her, and locking it. As she exited the room however she was not alone, as the butler stood now in the open hallway and as she tried to run he grabbed her.

The old man was much to strong for his age, and he grabbed her and held her by the hair his hand was like ice. He pushed Elsbeth down onto her knees, not speaking presenting her with an ice cold cock which he pressed against her lips if she screamed the cold, hard cock would be plunged into her mouth. "Dinner is served."

As the butler spoke in his dry rasping tone, several doors began to exude mist, as at least two other spirits began to take form.
 
She didn't stand a chance against the butler's superior strength. The sheet around her body had been lost on her dash from the room, leaving her naked in the hallway with the butler and spirits. It was so cold that her nipples hardened and goosebumps raised on her skin. Elsbeth opened her mouth to scream or plead for mercy, either way, all that came out was a muffled sound as she found her mouth full with cold, hard cock.

She almost gagged on him and looked up with big, terrified eyes that began to water. Her lips were stretched around his cold flesh and the severity of her situation began to sink into her head.

She was in this house, at these creatures' mercy and no one knew where she was. If they'd even start to look for her, it would take days before they'd find her abandoned car and who knew what would happen to her in the meanwhile.
 
The butler began to move Elsbeth's head rocking her head into his cock. "Pleasure us." was all the butler said as he pulled on her hair. He began to move not vigorously but rather a manageable pace at first pushing in until she gagged and then pulling back and repeating.

The other two spirits began to take less human forms. rather a cluster of vapors that stretched out into what was best described as tentacles. slowly wrapping up her body they constricted around her hands. cold and icy they were a semi transparent blue. one rubbed against her crotch moving against her vagina, teasing it. the other held her hands behind her back and wrapped around her breasts teasing them with their embrace and tightening to the rhythm set by the butlers oral pace.
 
Constrained by spirits, Elsbeth didn't have much of a choice but to stay put and be used by them for their pleasure. With every push into her mouth, she could take him a little further before she gagged again. She whimpered around the butler's cock, and yet she also moaned from the other attention. A purely physical reaction, but there was something strange about being touched and used by something that cold.

Maybe they'd get this over with sooner if she tried to please them. Maybe they'd just let her go. It was a faint hope, but worth a shot. She tried to suck on the butler's length, pressing her full lips tight around him with ever push in and pull out, pressing her tongue up to curl and move against the underside of his dick.
 
The butler eased up as Elsbeth became more complacent allowing her to use her tongue, and even slowing his pace so that she had more control over what she did. "Swallow." his dry and raspy tone had a mix of pleasure as he continued to push her face against his rock hard cock. He was enjoying this, and as her tongue curled a small amount of Pre cum escaped his undead cock, slightly less cold then his actual cock, it was more the consistency of ice cream then cum.

the tentacle that had been teasing her pussy moved in, entering her pussy in one violent move, it didn't move like a regular penis, rather it stretched and wiggled against the inside of her pussy pushing and flailing inside her. Violently rocking inside her it was a fast violent movement, while the tentacle that tied around her breasts tightened constricting and pressing against her nipples. pulling and squeezing on her breasts.
 
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