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Night shift
Date: 1/20/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: the_lady_of_shalott, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories
it seemed as if it took forever. There was no one waiting. "Hey, where are you?" Empty landing. Even the door keeper was missing. The only response she got was the silence, the silence at her own head. The invisible echo slapped her. The wind was howling on the other side of the door, as if mocking her. She looked around in a state of confusion and with a budding despair at her bosom. She bit her lips so that she would not scream out in disappointment and rage. It seemed as if she has swallowed an insipid cocktail of those sentiments and that made her feel sick. "What kind of insanity is this? I have to check my head after..." And those were her last words because in that instant, someone's hand clamped her mouth. Another hand grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back. She was forced to drop down on her knees. It wasn't really all that difficult for the unfamiliar, dark figure to gain complete control over her body. The woman was left without any will to struggle and was burning with desire. She half expected him to put a soft blindfold on her eyes. But that was hardly necessary, the darkness and her own anxiety worked just fine. All she heard was a sound of a zipper pulled down and in the next moment the ghost was already strangling her all the way to her throat with his thrusting penis. She was drowning and suffocating. Her tongue instinctively began to draw letters all over his shaft. His fingernails clung tightly to her back, leaving red scars all over it. ...