Haunted Hotel (Open to all)

Katsdarkgift

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The hotel had been closed for years, ever since the tragic fire that had taken several lives. It had started in the ball room and spread from there. Some say that an orgy was going on, and everyone was too wrapped in each to notice that one of the candles had a curtain, at least until it was too late. Now somebody had decided to refurbish, restore, and reopen the Maison De Amour.

Kat: A ghost from an indeterminate time period. Slim spectral body that is surprisingly substantial., gray white, with hints of blue colored hair, skin, and eyes. She has D cup breasts and she died naked. She died when her jealous boyfriend caught her in bed with his wife. She has been so lonely for a long time, but can't wait for the new guests to arrive.

( Cum as guest or stay as a ghost, your choice.)
 
Haunted Hotel (Open to all): Mr. Mortimer, the concierge (ghost)

Mr. Mortimer, the concierge on duty the fateful day of the fire. Dressed formally but smiled warmly to all. Though Mortimer had been with the hotel for many years, he was spy as any young bellhop - and some say at least twice as randy.
Steel gray hair with a smile on his ghostly face and a twinkle in his eye. His crossed-keys lapel pin appears first and disappears last when he manifests.
 
Kat drifts down the lonely hallways, she passes Mortimer, but stops surprised to see another spirit.
 
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"Good evening, madam." Mortimer didn't skip a beat, though his eyes feasted on Kat's figure.

"How can I be of service?" the spectral concierge inquired.
 
From around the corner drifts the spirit of Adam, who in life was a tall middle-aged man of medium build.

"Good evening all!", he says. Very obvious in his admiration of Kat's unearthly beauty.
 
"Good evening sir, " replies Mortimer.
"Very nice to see you again."

A ghostly bellhop glided through the wall and delivered a note to Mortimer before disappearing across the hall.

"Please excuse me for a moment." And with that he faded, leaving his cross keys shining a moment before he was gone.

[be back soon...]
 
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Lance Morgan was a wine connoisseur, up in the hills to spend a month sampling some of the local vineyards for his brother in law. He was hoping that if he found the right place he might be able to convince him to buy it. His brother in law ran a successful upper class restaraunt near Vegas, and lance lived in the middle of wine country California

A friend of his had told him about a new hotel that opened up. It was a classic restoration, an lance loved nothing more than sipping a tasty wine in a place with some history, so it hadn't taken long for him to set up his little two week venture

After a few hours in the car he pulled up in the tree lines drive. Seeing only two cars in the lot befor the classic Elizabethan structure he pulled up front. He grabbed his bags and headed in, pausing at the door, looki f around at the golden views set a light by the setting sun. He turned his lithe 6 ft frame and headed in. His dark hair was slicked back and his cool blue eyes scanned the foyer and he admired the classic restoration that kept with the style of the manor

"Perfect" he said with a dme as he checked, then headed up to his room.

The room was a spacious suite with a massive four post bed. He pulled his bottle of merlot from his bags, peeled his shirt off his tanned and toned swimmers physique, poured himself a glass as he laid out on the bed,, browsing the catalogue a of all the wineries within an hours drive, planning tomorrows work as he sipped his wine

It wasn't long before he found hi self stirring. He had apparently dozed off in his tray I g shorts on the bed, when a noise had roused him
 
Kat's drifted off and on into a fog. She was shocked when someone said her name.It brought her temporally back into reality.

"Hello, how are you?" Kat said remembering her manners.
 
Eve, was here name when she was alive, she had long wavy, curly, golden hair that cascaded down over the shoulders on one side and down to the upper curve of her breasts on the other side. She always curled her fingers within her hair when she was nervous or excited, even now, as she watched the men repairing the room; she was curling her hair around her fingers. She looked over to the area where the fire started; she was just pushing off a very rude man trying to remove what was left of her ripped evening gown when she noticed the flames shooting up the curtains and slowly ignited the ceiling. The flame was fast and extremely hot, some say the paint used was not fire coded to slow the burning effects of the fire so it spread rapidly. She tried to get the man’s attention on the fire, but he was more interested in the exposed breast that he managed to get free. Parts of the ceiling came down striking the man and her with tremendous force that she blacked out and the next thing she knew she was moving about the same building but there was no fire damage and some things looked strange to her.

She slowly moved down the hallway, her emerald eyes looking over the finely crafted walls and tapestries that were hanging in most of the intersections. Stopping at one, she began to study the painting and design of it when she heard a door opening behind her, turning slightly to look to see whom was there wondering if they would be able to explain what had happened after she was knocked out by the falling debris. She moved down the hall in wonder. Her eyes bouncing around taking in all the detail of this hallway, and what had captured her attention in the first place. She stopped as a thin cart was rolled out followed by a woman apparently a maid she would gather by the way she was dressed. “Excuse me! Would you have a few moments to help me?” she asked but the maid only turned, locked the door and proceeded to grab her cart and head down the hallway, “Excuse me! I need your help!” Eve’s voice a bit mixed with a hinge of anger. Her thin brow arched upward when the maid turned looked toward her with a confused face, her eyes scanning over the hallway as if searching for something; she then shrugged her shoulders and went on her way.

“What the hell?” Eve asked confused herself, she continued walking down the hallways looking for anybody who could help her…
 
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Kat hovered about the hallway drifting in and out of consciousness. Every once in a while she would remember the night she died. She had gone to reveal her lover's infidelity to his wife, because she could no longer handle his jealousy. Over several glasses of wine the two of them had bonded and they decided to comfort each other and give each the satisfaction that had long been denied both. They had made sweet love and the height of their ecstasy, he had burst in.
 
Josh had spent a long day in the road. The last several miles, barely able to keep awake. The hotel looked privy, but his 26the yr old body needed rest. Walking in, he brushed his long blond hair from his face and looked around. "Hello?"
 
*Adam drifts up to Kat, putting his arms around her in an apologetic hug*

"Remembering that night again?" As Adams thoughts drift to a time long ago.

Adam had been in a room, down the hall when her heard the commotion in Kat's room. He had never forgiven himself for being just a moment too late. A former military man who was used to saving those in need...had failed that night...

Just then, the lady he himself had been with that night...the one he had longed for since the first day he saw her when they were in school...the one that he had finally been able to bring his dreams and desire to fruition with that fateful night appeared.
 
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Kat could hear the terrible screams that she herself had made echoing in her ears, but the sound faded as she was hugged by another spirit. She briefly lost them and went to hug him back only to find him distracted.
 
Looking out of the corner of his eye, Adam sees his lover from that fateful night...she the drifts away as quickly as she appeared. Adam then returns his attention to Kat...embracing her tightly. Adam feels the fullness of her breasts against him...and her hot breath on his neck. Apparently they both were able to experience each other in their ghostly forms as the would have had they still been alive.

As they break their embrace...their lips touch...
 
Kitty remembered turning up to her new job excited and nervous, the place was intimdiating for someone of her station. It was for the young and beautiful. But little did she know that she would never leave.

The night had been like any other, most of the servants had been given the night off as the VIP party was being held upstairs in the ball room. It was meant to be her night off but one of the other seamstress's had taken ill so she had to cover.
Sitting there repairing yet another ripped gown she briefly wondered if the rumors were true? she didn't get many chances to venture upstairs as she was only there to repair the clothes which guests asked for.
Shaking her head she giggled to herself as she remembered the current rumor circulating the staff. If she listened quietly she could hear the music playing, echoing through the hotel as the party began to get into full swing.
It was after a while that she heard the screaming, shouting...the smell of something burning, dropping everything she ran bare foot upstairs, she could see others banging on the ball room door, on the other side the screaming for help!
Running she looked to the other staff who informed her of the fire inside, she ran a shaky hand through her hair, "Oh god." she kept repeating, but as she turned to the door, whatever had made it happen, probably the gas pipes or something, the door exploded bringing with it, dead bodies, fire and debris.
she had been crushed instantly but the heavy door, the last image of burning corpses running through her mind.

"Stop it!" she cursed to herself, it didn't matter how many times she remembered that night it would always have the same outcome. Her life now was to wonder around downstairs, the kitchen and cellar watching as the place was refurbished once more.
 
Kat kissed Adam deeply, she knew that he felt bad about the night when she was killed. There was nothing he could have done. At least he had saved Sara from being killed. Even if he hadn't been able to stop her former lover from killing himself. There was no way of stopping him when he was a ghost. She knew that her ghostly ex had been the one responsible for the fire. She knew he would try something again soon, now that the hotel had reopened. She didn't know how to warn anyone though. She spent most of her time reliving her old memories, and only really connected when she was touching or being touched by a ghost or even a human. Kat's arms wrapped around Adam, trying to hold him fast and trying to stay in the present.
 
Adam held on tightly to Kat, savoring her kiss like a fine wine. The saving of Sara was a hollow victory...he had still failed Kat...his hands caressed her, feeling the softness of her skin...kissing her neck she began to moan softly.

Adam was used to being the one to make things right. He'd saved Sara and failed Kat. He hadn't been able to prevent the fire...he hadn't been able to put it out. In his mind, he had failed and needed redemption.

Adam looked for some way to give Kat the heaven she deserved in some small way...as he kissed her neck, his hand began to explore the curves of her body...
 
Haunted Hotel - Mortimer responding to Eve

Mortimer glided into the hallway and noticed the well dressed lady shouting at a hotel maid.

“Excuse me! Would you have a few moments to help me?” she asked but the maid only turned, locked the door and proceeded to grab her cart and head down the hallway, “Excuse me! I need your help!”

After shrugging, the woman continued down the hallway and into Mortimer. The spectral concierge smiled...

"Good evening madam. How may I be of assistance?"
 
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