The house on Belview Lane (Closed)

[Gabe619]

It stood atop a low hill, two storied and old. It sat there surrounded by a small forest of trees in the center of the town of Haden seemingly almost forgotten as time passed. Originally built in 1795, the mansion had been the jewel in the crown of what, back then, had been a small logging community of around 800 people. Now in current times the town had grown and spread and housed a population of several thousand, but the house remained. From its once graceful and grand demeanour it had fallen into disrepair and no one had lived there since its original owner had died, murdered by his wife one evening when he made the mistake of coming home before her lover had left.

Since that night the house had stood silent, looking out over the town like some dark sentinel, some brooding shadow and it had gone down in local urban myth as haunted, but then all old houses long abandoned are so described it seems. This one though held a secret, an evil, lurking darkness that seeped up from the ground it sat upon. Even as it sat on the hill in its overgrown grounds of trees, bushes and dilapidated outhouses surrounded by a black metal fence and a large double gate leading to its long driveway. its presence pushed out and slowly altered peoples memories. The locals all knew of the house, it was a physical ever present thing they passed on foot or by car every day, but as soon as it was out of sight it seemed to fade from memory as if it hadn't been there at all. And yet it waited, hungered for what it needed the most. Always seemingly in a state of overcast, the sun not touching it even on a cloudless summer day, its dark windows watched and waited, the hunger growing.

 

[justspitballing]

Ava checked her batteries on her cell. It was at 89%. More then enough for her over night stay and recording some shots. Of course she wouldn't be able to upload the video onto youtube till she got back to the sorority. She didn't have the budget to have a data plan with her cell phone package. She didn't have the budget for a good cell either. It was well, well before the latest model, but it would work just fine for this. She slipped the cell into the back pocket of her black and warn jeans.

Other then the jeans she wore a simple short-sleeve shirt with the ghostbusters logo on it. 'Ghosts! Haunted house! Makes sense,' that was the extent of the thought that went into her outfit today. People would say she dressed down instead of trying to make herself look better. Her curly red hair which bounced down her shoulders would be hard for anyone to tame, but she didn't even bother. Her simple eye glasses also stood out as suggesting she was supposed to be a nerd and an outcast, but she wasn't really trying to be. She just didn't like the idea of looking pretty ever since her break up.

He was the popular guy in high school. The guy everyone fell for, and he fell for her because she was the popular girl. After what happened though, after he left her and saw to making her look like an uncaring girlfriend, a real bitch, she was left to be an outcast. And when her friends just stopped talking back to her she said, fuck it, and embraced the part. Now make up or thinking through a wardrobe were the last things she would ever care about. The only things on her that could grab a man's eyes now were her rather impressive cup size and her athletic form, but she really didn't feel like purposely letting her body go to waste.

Of course one could not go to college and not fit in. Now that she was twenty and her parents cracked down and said she had to start working on her future, she had now entered college and for some odd reason she wanted to be in the sorority. She supposed the isolation was at last getting to her. Of course to stay there she was told she needed to spend the night at the local haunted house and record herself being there.

It was a funny thing. When she deliberately thought about the house she remembered countless rumors about the place, but they all faded away otherwise. She didn't even recall the place when it was first suggested she came here.

She landed on the ground after the black and intimidating fence. It was not a graceful landing. She almost fell forward completely, but she caught herself. After that she quickly ran up to the building. The sun was still out, it was still a bright and cheery day, but she still felt a kind of panic standing before this place. She charged quickly for the door and reached it but then paused, the place seemingly towering over her. She breathed deeply and pulled back out her cell and started to record.

"So as you can see I am now entering the house," Ava said with her emotions held fully in check.

She then entered the home.

 

[Gabe619]

As soon as her feet had touched its grounds the house was aware and watching. Curious at the moment as it had been so long since anyone else had visited it calmly surveyed her approach, taking in her form, her appearance, her mind, and it liked what it saw and felt. The suppressed nerves enticed it, if it had a mouth it would be watering now. The front door, always locked, opened to her touch as the house allowed her entrance to its large hall, the sweeping grand stairway leading to the top floor, the faded, once expensive furniture, painting and carpets dust covered and threadbare now. Filtered light came through the grimy dirty windows giving the girl a grey illumination which made even the red of the carpet seem muted and dull.

It reached out, touching her mind, not so much to a point she would know, yet, but enough to glean her surface thoughts. The reason she was here was now obvious, peer pressure to fit in, ah yes, that the house could connect with. Well, more that the previous owners spirit, kept prisoner here all these years could connect with it, the evil spirit that called this place home was above such things. It pressed further seeing images, a boyfriend, a breakup, alienation from her own dearest friends, a sense of needing to fit in now, to do well .... pressure from family too. So much it could work with. For a moment it was puzzled by the object the girl ... ah, yes, Ava ... held up and seemed to be talking to, but again a light touch to her mind explained it all, this contraption of modern technology, a wonder to be sure, and perhaps something it could use to make her stay more interesting.

 

[justspitballing]

Ava swept the home with her cell. if she had been trying to be Goth, this would have looked very good on her Discord as well as her facebook account. Still, she took some pictures all the same. It was a striking place really, but musty. The smell of abandonment was thick here. She started to record once more.

"I'm going to check out the main bedroom. I am going to be staying there for the night after all," Ava said, letting the camera look up the staircase.

She knew it would look better to check out the whole home, but the sorority only demanded that she rest in the main bedroom, and to be honest, being here, now, it was all she felt up to. She hated the idea of walking into the kitchen and being hit with a bat or something like it. She pocketed the phone and pulled out her book, Coraline, the only other thing she had brought with her for the night to do. It had seemed very fitting at the time, a light horror book made for little kids, but it being read in this atmosphere? Likely not the best idea. She sighed and went for the steps of the staircase. They creaked under her feet as she slowly moved up them, a slight chill coming over her as she did so.

 

[Gabe619]

For the night? It would smile to itself if it had lips to do so, but the emotion was the same. At last it had another victim, another food source and as always they were innocent, naïve of the danger they walked into so willingly, like so many others over the centuries. It watched her record, then start to make her way up the grand staircase as it's presence drew nearer and nearer. The air chilled around her, not to an uncomfortable level, but enough to make a human shiver, but it had no control over the natural elements, just one of the things outside its domain, but it had never lost a victim to a chill before.

Before the man who had built and owned this land and house had died so suddenly and shockingly, It had existed as a formless entity, amorphous, drifting, but after his death, after it had trapped his spirit here it had found a new form, his. It could appear as the dead man to anyone, it could even, with limits, project visual and auditory hallucinations. It could appear as someone the victim knew if it wanted to, but the spirit of the dead man, Abraham Jessup by name, allowed its presence to be more directed, more focused. Down to a light touch if it so required.

Right now it hung on the shoulder of Ava, watching her, watching her young body, so fit, athletic. It didn't agree with the modern fashions it saw females wearing, but they could be overcome easy enough. As Ava climbed the wide staircase it gently, almost soothingly, caressed her bare neck beneath the cascading red hair feeling the warmth of her skin, the smoothness.

 

[justspitballing]

Ava reached the top of the steps and her head spun around. It had felt like something had touched her, almost caressed her for a moment. She stepped back, away from the steps, putting her right hand for a moment to her chest, her breasts heaving slightly. If she was already jumping at shadows to this level she would never make it through the night.

"Breath. Nice and slow. One...Two...Three..." she said.

That did calm her well enough, at least for now. "I'll just have better stories to tell the girls. All we need now is a black cat to run by me and we will be the talk of the town," Ava then smiled to herself.

She of course did not know the proper lay out of the home. So she went to the first door she saw, the one right after the staircase, to see if it was the main bedroom. She opened it like she was now on a mission. She would not be stopped by any more shadows or slight scares.

 

[Gabe619]

The room the girl entered was a bathroom, fitted out in the 18th century style, no indoor plumbing here, but it did have a ornate metal bathtub that could be filled by the servants with hot water from the kitchen downstairs and a stand with a wash basin and mirror over it. Towels hung from racks on the wall, but no toilet here, that, the earthen well used as such, was downstairs in its own little closet. Here, as downstairs, grey light, filtered through the dirt on the window illuminated the room.

The entity watched the girl curiously, as if she were an experiment It awaited the outcome of. He could take her now, here, and she could do nothing to stop it. It felt its hunger inside, the need to feed almost overwhelming now It had a new fly in Its web, but it didn't move. It shuddered, the ecstasy of feeding so close, but It restrained itself making the sensation grow and in a way more enjoyable. It inspected Ava closely now having the time as she explored, again enticed by her firm young body, her pretty face, her eyes, her soul. Oh, yes It could feel her very soul, what made her what she was. In some ways that was the juiciest part of feeding, watching and tasting a human's soul leave its body. But he found himself considering something new. It had power, lots of power, that it could implement in many ways and one such way it hadn't tried before was keeping a body after feasting on it. It decided to wait to decide till it had played its little cat and mouse game further.

 

[justspitballing]

Ava supposed the bathroom would still come in handy, even though it clearly wasn't built for anything anymore. She looked into the mirror before her. Her eyes were a bright green, combined with the striking nature of her red hair it was indeed not at all hard for her to make herself look ravishing, but she was starting to like the shell she had made for herself. She again pondered if she should even be here. The sorority girls of Delta clearly didn't like her. She was no longer in that click, she knew that. She doubted they made many other women go through this ritual. She was actually kind of shocked one of them hadn't come out of a closet yet and said boo at her. But, she knew she couldn't become to much of an outcast.

She pulled herself out of the bathroom. Less time pondering on the headaches of her life, the better. She came to the very next door, but this time around she simply peaked in. She would then go on to do this until she found the main bedroom and then maybe have a good sit down with her book and try and forget things, as long as nobody had other plans.

 

[Gabe619]

It stalked her, room to room, It's amusement growing as she explored until finally she found the main bedroom. This room, out of all the others she may have looked in was extravagantly decorated. A huge four poster, canopied bed sat against one wall, its white sheets covering it softly, two ornate dark wood night stands one to either side. A large make up table was against one wall, the three large mirrors at its back turned and positioned so whomever sat there could apply their makeup and admire the work from any angle. The deep red carpet was soft underfoot and the large, almost floor to ceiling windows gave what would have originally been an incredible view out over the gardens of the mansion and the town beyond. Now they simply looked out on the overgrown ruin of a once perfect rose garden and outhouses. A large wardrobe stood against one wall and a single other door led off this room into a dressing room.

The major, significant different between this room and the rest of the house was that it was spotlessly clean, not a speck of dust lay anywhere. It was as if a maid had just finished cleaning the room. The stale air of the rest of the mansion was also absent from here. In this master bedroom there was a vague scent of rose petals in the air, the houses Mistresses favourite perfume. It felt inviting, warm, welcoming while the rest of the house gave a visitor a sense that they were intruding.

 

[justspitballing]

Ava stood a gap at the bed and room before her for a moment. Her parents and her brother, they were well off, but she had never looked upon something as lavish as all of this. The smell was indeed oddly inviting, though it shouldn't have been. This room couldn't possibly be this well off, this smell couldn't possibly be this strong and pleasant with the rest of the building being in such a state. This should have been all a dead give away that things were now off. Maybe it was the sway of the house, maybe it was Ava being so dedicated to the task at hand, but for some odd reason she didn't question it.

She pulled out her cell once more and recorded herself falling backwards onto the bed in a grand gesture. "And here is the bedroom!" she stated.

She rolled over, cell still held tightly in hand. "I think with a coffee maker, proper wi-fi, and a few more good books, I could live here," she smiled into her cell.

She realized she was being bitchy right now, but she knew this was the kind of spunk that would not get her in any kind of trouble. If anything it would make her look better. Maybe she would check out the rest of the house later, just to see if there was anywhere else that was so dazzling. She turned the cell phone off and stuck it on one of the night stands. Then she pulled out her book and started to read.

She was liking it, she had picked wisely with what she had quickly grabbed from the library, but this room, this thick, inviting smell, and the stress she had to admit she was under, it all kind of called a bit for release. She unzipped her jeans slowly, taking them down with some care. She didn't bring along her proper rabbit vibrator. Who would in this situation? She would just have to do this the old fashioned way. She didn't have any ideas to steamy in mind with her fantasies for the self pleasing, so once again she would just have to be very creative. Of course ever since her break up with Jack and what happened she still found it odd that she could never fantasize about someone she knew, almost like she didn't want anybody. But she could, under the right cases, make herself cum pretty fucking hard, so she clearly still liked doing the fun and naughty work her body called for. And now her body was really calling for it. She had put to much worry on her life and now her pussy was just screaming at her to get some release.

She kept her panties on. They were a simple white, slightly see thru. Her right hand went over them, slowly, trying to get her properly in gear. She bit down on her lip. She was very glad that her sorority was indeed not pranking her and she had some proper alone time.

 

[Gabe619]

The Entity watched her, watched her remove the tight jeans, watched her read then begin to touch herself. It examined her fine form as her legs parted slightly, her breathing getting a little harder as her fingers worked through her panties. Already it could feel the arousal coming off of this girl, it started to savour it, feed on it, but it wasn't enough. The Entity knew what it needed, what would slack its thirst for now. It moved silently, hovering over Ava, looking down at her, then it smiled.

The golden roped that held back the red satin curtains of the bed suddenly snapped forward, writhing around her wrists like snakes, the sound something like a whip being cracked. The book went flying as the ropes pulled her wrists and arms back and to each side, restraining her upper body. The entity glanced at the ropes at the bottom of the bed and they too flashed out, tangling around her ankles and spreading her legs wide, painfully, leaving her spread eagled on the sumptuous bed. It could feel fear now, mixed in with the lingering arousal she had started to give herself, It shivered from the taste.

It's hunger gnawed at it, needy, never satisfied, demanding. With a moan as cold as a winter wind through a graveyard that echoed in the room it grabbed Ava's tshirt and pulled, the material parting as if it was tissue paper, pulling it from her and throwing it away.

 

[justspitballing]

With Ava's Ghostbuster's top being torn off, her chest came to be bared. She wore a bright blue, h-cup bra. In no way meant to tantalize, the miss matched garments had simply been grabbed without a second thought. With her body now almost fully on display it could be well seen just how tall and lean she was. Women of her height and slim form did not tend to have a bust this daunting. Her breasts bounced heavily as she tried to pull her body back from what was now assaulting her, but she couldn't.

Her feet and hands yanked at her restraints, but they were tight and held strong. The moaning before her made her try all the harder, sending her into a panic. The sensation of the bed restraining her and the echoing call told her this was all very real and not some kind of waking nightmare.

"You can come out of the closet! This isn't funny anymore!" Ava called out. She knew this couldn't really be a prank by Delta being done, but it was all she had left to cling to.

She had made her panties slightly damp before whatever this being was grabbed her. Her red bush stuck out in contrast to the white panties covering her. She was dripping at this point, her body not knowing how to pause its wants despite the situation. Ava rested there, trapped, trying to calm herself once more with simple breathing techniques.

 

[Gabe619]

It was impressed. Before her other victims who had wandered onto the grounds had been screaming, crying, even begging by now, but instead she showed defiance, even trying to calm her own fear. Impressive indeed and one more reason for It to keep her around after it had finished with her, a more solid and real tool to use other than its more ghostly weapons. But it did have those weapons, and it did like to use them. Fear, fear and arousal, the two most powerful human emotions it had discovered, on their own they were a tasty treat, combined a five star restaurant special.

Slowly it allowed the form of the dead previous owner to materialise above Ava. The form began as what seemed to be a light mist moving in from the edges of her vision, growing thicker every second until finally the face and upper body were there before her as if hanging from the canopy of the bed. The rest of the form remained gaseous for now. The ghosts head moved as its eyes inspected her like a butterfly pinned to a board, then it smiled. The Entity, apart from the ghost and using it only to instil fear, began to play in Ava's head. Flashes of her ex-boyfriend changed places with the ghost above her, one moment the ghost, the next her ex, then back again, then it dragged up her deepest fears, slowly manifesting them before her eyes, dragging her down to madness. She had shown spirit and defiance, now it wanted to see just how much she had in her. But as the picture show of fear flashed past her eyes, it allowed itself to touch.

First her bare feet, caressing, then slowly up her calves, her inner thighs, the bed ropes pulling tighter, pulling her toned legs more apart causing pain in her hips. It stopped inhaling the scent of arousal at her crotch before tearing away her panties leaving livid red marks on her skin as the material cut into her. Her red bush, the same red hue as her hair was stroked, touched, then up, up her lean body, the flat belly to those impressive breasts. In truth it had never seen such perfect breasts in its time here, and with hardly a thought the bra was gone, again leaving red marks deep in her skin.

 

[justspitballing]

Ava saw the being that floated above her. There was to many half forgotten stories for her to know who it was, clearly a past, likely the original owner of the place. Just as she figured out that though the being shifted to Jack, and then back to itself. It was in her head, it was real, and it was in her head! She closed her eyes tightly, trying to shut out what this being was showing to her. She held tightly but her body remained in pain and restrained, so she couldn't look away for long.

When she opened her eyes she was standing in the hallways of the Delta house, two of her sorority sisters were walking past her.

"Did you hear how much of a fucking slut Ava is? She fucked a ghost! Not kidding, gulped down his ectocum like she couldn't get enough of it," one of them said, the other laughing gleefully in response.

It was like the rumors Jack had spread on her when they broke up, ironic of course cause they had only gotten to second base. He told everyone the worst things about her and she was abandoned as the rumor mills turned. Now that same rumor mill was turning at Delta. Now her sisters were laughing about her being a slut with a ghost and they would unquestionably kick her out of the sorority. It was like a nightmare. It was like this spirit was making her live her worst fears. But more then that, it was a threat because this ghost really was going to fuck her. This wouldn't be just a rumor like the stories Jack had told about her being a horrible girlfriend, this was going to be the real thing. She was going to be raped by whatever lived in this house.

And as that sunk in the manifestation of her fears floated away and her panties were ripped off and her bra soon fallowed. She could feel something touch the wetness of her slit, and she could feel her breasts grabbed by the same force. Her tits bounced as she again tried to pull back, but she couldn't pull back, there was nowhere to go.

Instead she spit at the ghost before her. Her last bit of defiance.

 

[Gabe619]

A gleeful laugh echoed in the room as the gob of spit sailed through the Entity and landed on her own thigh. Its cold fingers gripped her impressive breasts, squeezing harder, moving to the nipples where it pinched and twisted then pulled them luridly out from her body, enjoying how they bounced and moved. The joy of what it was though what that it wasn't restrained as a human would be, yes, its 'hands' molested the girls gorgeous chest, but it was constrained to only two hands. It gripped her firm thighs hard, its fingers squeezing so hard her skin turned white under the pressure, then its slipped over her wet slit, wet from her previous touch, made aroused by her own desire, but now ready for It to use. Its tongue slipped inside fast, wriggling like a snake invading her most private areas, sliding in ever deeper as if exploring her pussy and womb, even her cervix didn't keep it out. Now it tasted her for real and savoured the sensations, shivering in pleasure. The physical juices of her pussy combined with her fear and arousal making it feel more alive, more powerful.

A hand gripped her neck hard, squeezing, and as she gasped for air another tongue slipped into her mouth, a hellish kiss from her unknown attacker. To her, It imagined, it would feel like she was being raped by many individuals, but in reality of course it was just the Entity. But it was having fun and manifested again as Jack, as if he ex was raping her, it was his tongue in her mouth, his hands on her breasts squeezing the life from them.

"You fucking slut, you would never put out for me but you're letting a ghost fuck you?!" The image in her head and floating over and on her said out loud.

 

[justspitballing]

Ava's breasts were being squeezed so tightly. It hurt, this thing was gripping her far to hard, tugging on her tits with no mercy. But her pussy tingled all the same. Her body was starting to tingle.

She could feel the thing, it's tongue, raping her very womb. Her body was buckling to this, to this pleasure. Her body was liking the abuse. Maybe she really was a slut?

Was Jack right then? Was she a slut that would just put out for anyone? Did she deserve this? No!

She held onto the word like she was drowning, but it was a truth, a truth that would stand with her now. She saw Jack screaming at her and she was terrified, and aroused, but this form of Jack was just a show and she knew her body would be reacting no matter who it was. She said no to him because she wasn't into him that way. She wasn't into anyone that way.

This thing, it wanted to destroy her mind, fuck with her very soul, but in this moment Ava knew who she was. She didn't know the word for what she was, but she knew herself.

She would have told this thing, whatever it was, to fuck off. That she clearly didn't have a choice right now and she was clearly being violated, but it was kissing her so deeply and eating her out so well. She could feel her body edging closer and closer into a sexual intensity. She moaned into the kiss. She couldn't help it.

This version of Jack could believe whatever he wanted. He didn't own who she was. This beast before her though, it owned her body. But it wouldn't own her. She braced herself as the beast fucked her all the harder.

 

[Gabe619]

Resistance. Defiance. Stubbornness. A challenge it hadn't had for decades, but the fight enthralled the Entity, making this all the more enjoyable to it. She couldn't read it's mind, but he could see inside hers, see her train of thought. So, showing her visions of people she knew might scare her for a moment, but then she would rally. Fair enough then, but it could also sense her bodies reactions to its molestation, something she couldn't control. Whereas she had a tight, iron clad grip on her mind, her body wasn't obeying her, it couldn't. Biology would win out, her body knew what it liked and somewhere, deep inside her mind, a part of her enjoyed this, wanted it, she must to be reacting so hard to It's touch. Yes, the body would enjoy what the body enjoyed but the moan it had just head, that was from deep inside her, and part of it must be from a dark spot in her mind maybe she didn't even know about yet.

It's mouths enveloped her hard nipples now, sucking, biting, leaving red marks where they attached themselves to her form. The tongue slipped from her mouth allowing her to breath, to make noise as it caressed her smooth neck, licking her ear as its other tongue delved deeper inside her wet, warm pussy, her taste becoming almost addictive to It. He had power over her now, she was it's play thing and if she denied it, fought against it, then it would enjoy it all the more. It gave her the most mind blowing oral sex she would ever feel .... and then it stopped and pulled away, leaving her flushed body laying on the bed, curious if she would feel annoyance it hadn't let her orgasm, thankfulness it had ceased its attack, or a mixture of both. Again, the body and mind might feel two separate things.

 

[justspitballing]

Ava was brought to the highest of peaks by this spirit, or whatever it was. Her tits were sucked on furrily and her womb was explored. Then it just stopped.

She breathed heavily, exhausted pants. Her pussy gapped open wide, clearly wanting to be filled. She never knew sexual pleasure could be this intense. She was well skilled at self enjoyment, but this was a new level. She needed some release, but this horrible thing that was forcing itself on her still didn't own her. She tugged at her restrained right hand. If she could just get it free then she could rub her clit nice and hard and squirt with a strength that couldn't be matched. This ghost had turned her into a horny slave, but she was still a slave to her own body, still beyond the touch of the beast.

"I want... I want..." she moaned out with pure want, looking at her tied up hand. It wouldn't budge, she was still trapped, still at this creature mercy.

And this thing, it turned into Jack, it tried to hurt her however it could. It was going to do with her as it pleased and if she angered it, it would kill her. She gulped at the realization. She was a step shy of climax so the fear had seemed to leave her, but it was still very much there. This being could kill her at any moment if she angered it. And it clearly wanted for one thing, for her to beg for it to fuck her. For her to be his play thing. It wanted her to admit defeat, and she wanted to cum.

'I'll get out of here. Once it's done with me it will be exhausted and it wont be able to keep me restrained and then I can just slip out,' Ava thought to herself.

Yes, this being wanted to own her body, but it was a slave to these wants. So maybe she was the real one in control. She would use the eagerness of this being against it.

'You just want to be fucked!' a knowing voice in her head called out.

"Yes!" she answered, but didn't mean to.

"I want... I want... your cock! I know you must have one! Put it inside me, put it, put it... in my ass," Ava whimpered out.

Her reasoning was simple. The creature would not exhaust itself out if all it did was eat her out. She had to wear it down, and that meant it had to fully fuck her. But at least if it fucked her ass then it wouldn't be taking away her vaginal virginity. She had used toys on her pussy, but she had never had a man's instrument inside of their, smacking against her inner most being. She still felt that this creature should not be able to take that from her. Also, her submitting to anal would have the added benefit of making it seem like she was fully putty in this creatures hands. And she, also, kind of... wanted her butt to be filled right now.

"Stop teasing me and fuck me!" Ava screamed out.

 

[Gabe619]

It laughed, the cold laughter of someone, or something that knew exactly what it could do and what its captive could NOT do. The sound of its laugh was like cold gravestone in a cemetery, dead, icy, unemotional, and yet under all that there was humor too. It watched her writhe on the bed, trying to free her hand, it could feel her want, her need. She was playing the game to be sure, but it could sense she really needed to orgasm now. Her scream was both a lie and the truth, she thought she could out smart it, but she had no idea what she was up against. The more it used her the stronger it got, not the weaker, but the end of this it would be satisfied, fully energised. It caressed her trembling clit and pussy lips, then slipped to her anal opening, it wondered if she had ever felt anything inside here. She asked for it, which made the creature feel she had, or at least was happier to be used there than virginally, but of course she had no way to stop it.

It lifted her hips off the bed so she was almost levitating in the air, still tied, but her slim fit body arching slightly in the middle now leaving her holes open to use. It slid its tongue slowly over her asshole again, teasing, tasting, then slithering inside and unlike a human tongue it kept going and going as if it would not stop till it slipped from her mouth in the end. Deep into her bowels it probed, flicking, turning, teasing, expanding and shrinking. The Entity played with her like this for a few minutes, before it decided the time was right. Her legs so spread it was obscene, it hovered between them, tongue still inside her ass as with one quick, vicious motion it rammed its cock into her pussy. Again unlike a human cock it could lengthen and change the thickness of this phallus. Right now it would feel like an 8" cock and a good, but not unrealistic thickness. It stopped having torn into her womb, tongue in ass, cock in pussy, pulling and twisting her nipples, letting her feel it all, then it began to work her body hard and fast, the cock had come alive fucking her fast and hard, ramming deep.

 

[justspitballing]

Ava was skilled at pleasing herself and she knew what she liked. It wasn't uncommon for her to ride her rabbit vibrator while at the same time she fingered her butthole. She expected being entered in the ass fully would be enjoyable for her given her past and enjoyable experiences, but of course she could never have imagined how deep and wonderous this exploration would be. She let out moanful gasps with the tongue going ever deeper and deeper. Then her body was lifted up and levitated, the being getting ready to enter her. She could feel herself smiling. In a way she had one. This creature was doing as she told it to.

But then the sudden sensation of a thick cock plowing into her pussy brought her to reality and how hopeless the situation was.

"No! Get that out of there! Stop it! Please!... Stop it!" Ava begged as she felt the phallic weapon smash into her womb.

She was knew to sex, but by no means did she not know how this was supposed to work. A cock was not supposed to be able to go that deep. It wasn't supposed to be possible that a woman could be fucked this hard. But she was fucked all the harder. Her body shook with every intense thrust.

"No! I don't want this! You need to stop!" Ava just kept on begging, but the creature had won. Now it could do with her as it wished.

 

[Gabe619]

The Entity ignored the shouts and screams of its victim, ignored at least in that it didn't do as Ava asked, but the screams themselves energised the thing even more. It grip on her tightened, on her hips, thighs, breasts, already red and dark blue marks were appearing there as it continue to ram into her over and over like some unstoppable machine. The pleasure it gained from her was a heady mixture now, her taste, inside of her, was one part of it, another was her fact her body reacted even as her mind screamed for it to stop, arousal was sucked from her body as readily as her pussy juices were. Then it gave her its final act of rape. The slim tendril tongue that had been licking out her anus was slowly removed, though it doubted the bucking screaming Ava even noticed. However it was sure she would notice what happened next.

With as hard a thrust as it had taken her virginity in her pussy, it rammed into her now open asshole. And it didn't stop as it had on her pussy. Knowing the body of a human helped as it pulverised her insides pushing deeper and deeper into her bowels stretching them, digging into them as the cock in her pussy matched time and motion with the one now invading her ass. Together they ploughed into her over and over, bruising, hurting, but in some ways arousing her fit young body. It had her now, she was realising her life as she had known it was over, that she belonged to it, that it could do anything to her, even end her life and nothing and no one could stop it.

 

[justspitballing]

Ava's whole body shook with the violence being done to her. She could feel the intensity of it, of the pure orgasem forming in herself. The intense pleasure that was soon to be flooding over her.

This thing was raping her so hard. Her body would be in pain for a week, her mind would be broken forever. But it was making her like it. And if she came from this what would become of her? Would it be that she could never enjoy herself again unless she was brutalized without mercy? Would she be transformed into an ever wanting slut that demanded sexual punishment? If this thing made her cum she would never be right again.

"Please, stop!... You're going to make me cum. You're going to break my mind! I, I'M..." Ava was begging as the pleasure in her was taking over.

"I'M CUMING!!!"

She squirted heavily, her whole body becoming over whelmed. The intensity of this climax could not be described. Fireworks shot threw her, her mind rotted, she felt like she would forever be lost in this madness.

 

[Gabe619]

The laugh sounded again, equally as cold, mingling with the scream of orgasm pleasure from Ava. The sound flooded the room, reverberating as it continued to rape her hard. Unlike the human men she may have known this Entity had no trouble staying hard or losing focus when it came to sex. In a way it lived for this. Her orgasm, mind blowing to her, was drunk in my the thing that owned this house and its grounds, and now owned Ava.

"This is but the first of many orgasms I will subject you to, Ava." It whispered inside her mind even as her body thrashed and writhed on the bed. "You are now mine, forever."

The voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard in its intensity, breaking through her wild orgasmic thoughts as it continued to pummel her young body, soaking in her arousal, feeling stronger and stronger as her juices squirted in the air but never hit the bed, vanishing in mid-air as the Entity drank them into itself. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, it slowed its fucking of her body, slowly lowering her back to the soft covers of the bed, naked, sweating, used. Finally vanishing as fast as it had appeared, the golden ropes which had entangled her wrists and ankles slivering back to where they had been when she walked into the room.

 

[justspitballing]

Ava breathed heavily, the fucking being so greatly she could hardly move or function. Despite her so called 'plan' of sneaking away once the being was done she instead next to instantly passed out, her body had been so greatly warn down. While she rested her mind already showed signs of how broken this being had made it. She dreamed that she relived the whole experience of being raped, but this time around it was as a spectator, standing outside of her own body that was being attacked and brutalized. When she came to after being asleep for an hour she found a fresh puddle of her pussy juices before her. The dream of herself being molested had been so intense she had came all over again a second time. She held her face in panic and gasped at the sight.

"I, I..." Ava said, not even knowing how to respond.

"Need help," she then grabbed the cell on the nightstand.

She didn't call 911. The shame of this would have been to great. She instead texted her brother. She made it simple and to the point. She would hide what really happened to her till the day she died she was sure.

-I'm at the house at the center of town, on Belview Lane- she messaged.

-I've been attacked. You have to come right away!-

After that she pocketed the cell. Oddly, or maybe purposely, it would now no longer work around this building. She would not know this till later, but her only hope for rescue now rested on the shoulders of her brother, Axel.

Ava then slid off the bed. She found that she had a hard time standing and moving, but she took the time and slowly pulled back on her pants, the only working clothing she still had. She then left the bedroom, her library book completely forgotten. When she reached the stairs leading down she almost toppled down them. She had to grab the railing and slowly lead herself down. When she reached the bottom she then went straight for the main door and freedom. She yanked, pulled, but it was jammed. She gave it another tug, but was to warn out for anything more.

"No, open! Let me out! Please!" Ava pleaded.

She slid down to the ground, trapped in the home.

 

[justspitballing]

Axel had his cell muted. He couldn't be blamed for this since he was busy dealing with Janet, or maybe her name was Jessy? It was one of the triplets from Delta he was with, resting naked in his bed, red blanket held tightly over her body. His fraternity days were well behind him now, he did just turn twenty-four a week ago, but he still didn't know how to act grown up. Then again he never actually did pass his university course. His parents would have been furious with him, but he fell face first into a high end and well paying job, thanks mostly to the friends he picked up from the place he just flunked out of.

He knew he should have been checking his texts more often. Betty, his 'long term' girlfriend would be messaging him soon. She stuck with him mostly due to confidence issues, or at least he was pretty sure. Her constant need of love and affection seemed to suggest as much. Of course he didn't mind her since he did have all these side 'projects' at his beck and call. Many would call Axel a womanizer and a bit of a schemer, but really he just knew what he wanted, and he wanted a good time.

He kissed maybe Janet on the cheek as she slept and then checked his phone, saw that his sister needed him, so he started to get dressed, but he still took his time. He was in no rush.

-

It was late now, starting to get dark; eight at night. He would have moved faster, but he hadn't gotten more texts from Ava and he knew she could exaggerate problems. She was at her heart a worrywart. He stood just before the bars of the house, the place that was supposedly haunted and infamous, though he could hardly remember the stories of it himself. He didn't really care about such things. He was currently dressed in a black, leather jacket that was open wide with a dark blue shirt underneath. His hair was the same red as his sister's and his eyes were the same striking green. Said hair was wavy but short. It looked messy, but this was actually dedicatedly crafted. He wasn't quite as tall as his sister, but he was still slim and lean. Besides for his physical features he was also striking because of the tattoos he had, namely a laughing hyena face on his right shoulder and a burning phenix on the back of his neck. What the women were really into though was his meaty cock. They didn't just let anyone be as good as he was with the ladies, you kind of needed the right equipment for it.

Axel got over the fence easy enough and walked up to the front door. He still took his time, pretty sure Ava was actually fine. Right before he got there though he did get a call from Betty.

"Hey Bets. Ya, I wont be in for the night. Sis, she is still dealing with the hang ups of school life ya know.... Ya, I got to be the good brother... Ya, I get it, I'll see ya first thing tomorrow... Don't, don't be like that, you know I love ya right?... Good, I'll see ya tomorrow then," Axel said into the cell. He then hung up on her and knocked on the door before him.