Page 15 of 13 Haunted Nights


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“More,” I moaned on him, my words muffled. “Please, give me more!”

After pulling away from my cunt, he loosened his grip on the cloth, thrust his hips back, and set me right side up. Two more strands of linen wrapped around my elbows and bounded my arms behind my back, circling around my limbs until they were completely covered.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered, tugging me closer until I sat helplessly in his arms.

He lined the head of his cock up with my entrance, took my chin in his hand, and slammed himself into me as his lips pressed against mine. I cried out into his mouth, something so devilish pulling me to him.

He had a grip on me—a mental one, not just physical—that I couldn’t escape.

My pussy tightened around his dick, the pressure rising in my core. I curled my toes and wrapped my legs around his cloth-covered waist to tug him even closer. He pounded up into me, spreading and stretching my pussy.

He drove into me over and over, his tongue in my mouth and his hands all over my body. “I’ve been waiting for you,” he murmured against my lips. His hands dropped to my ass, and he squeezed. “I’ve been waiting so long for this.”

He trailed kisses down the column of my neck to my collarbone, then pulled my arms back until I sat at a forty-five degree angle, my tits on full display to him. A chill ran through the room, my nipples hardening. He sucked one into his mouth and bit down.

Pleasure surged through my body, and I screamed out. My limbs went numb, my mind light. I collapsed in his arms as the ecstasy rolled through me. He sucked a bit more on my nipple and pulled back, thrusting in me once, twice, and then for a third time.

After he spilled all his cum deep into my pussy, he pulled out of me and dropped his gaze, watching as his cum dripped onto the stone floors. I finally could tear my eyes away from his piercing green ones, and his hold on me suddenly vanished.

My heart raced. “Valeria,” I breathed, scrambling in his arms. “I need to go find her. To get out—”

“Your sister doesn’t even know you’re here with me,” he said suddenly, a mist clouding over the room. An image of my sister and I exploring the tomb appeared through the haze. They walked to the exit and out into the night as if I had been with her the entire time.

“H-How is this possible?” I whispered. “What did you do?”

“Whisked you away,” he murmured. “You should’ve listened to your parents. This tomb is filled with monsters, not men, who have been long awaiting the arrival of a woman who will help us ascend back into the world.You.”

Psych Ward

CONTENT WARNING: KNIFE PLAY, DILDO, MEDICAL PLAY, CORRUPT THERAPIST, SPECULUM

Sex deprived.

I snapped my shoulders back and forth, desperately trying to escape the straitjacket that Doctor Holland had stuffed me inside of while I slept two nights ago. After spending the last three months convincing me to finally check into the Covenpeak Hospital for my sex addiction, he had betrayed me.

Betrayed me!

“Let me out of here!” I screamed, tears streaming down my cheeks.

Heat grew between my thighs, taunting me. I needed to touch myself. Badly. It had been forty-eight hours since my hands had been between my thighs, since I had been rubbing myself off against the metal bars of my bed frame while Holland watched me through the double-sided mirror.

“You’ll fucking regret this, Hollan–”

Before I had any more time to protest, the bulky box television with two antennas directly in front of me turned on. A flurry of static appeared on the screen, followed by two naked bodies grinding against each other.

“Please, stop it!” I cried, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to last another night of porn. On the screen, a woman was being filled by three men in one hole. As the pressure built between my thighs, I slashed my shoulders back and forth. “I can’t handle this anymore!”

The door opened, and Holland walked into the padded white room.

“I thought they didn’t put patients in straitjackets anymore!” I cried. “Let me out!”

“Patients?” he chuckled darkly. “Did you actually believe my little lie, Tamara? Did you really believe I worked at Covenpeak Hospital? Atanymental institute for that matter?” He stalked into the room. “Maybe I’m not even a therapist.”

“You’re a bastard!” I growled. “Let me out. Now!”

“If you had kept up with your behavior,” he said, drawing his fingers up the column of my neck and then tucking some hair behind my ear, “you would have hurt yourself. I had to restrain you for your own good.”

“How is this for my own good?!” I screamed.

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