Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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The wind blew through the shattered window and the tattered curtains swayed. The old ceiling tiles were crumbling and falling to the floor as the roof leaked when it rained. The hallway floor was covered in debris from the building sitting untouched for about seventy years. Graffiti covered the inside walls as did holes from vandalism. She walked down the hallway in her boots as she looked around.
Offices still had old metal desks in them and papers covered the floors. The old desk chairs were broken or rotted away to hardly anything. The old asylum was being taken over by nature as vines covered the outside walls and were coming in through some of the windows. She snapped pictures as her camera recorded as she walked, it was attached to her tank top.
There had been many unsolved murders on the asylum property over the past ten years. Other crimes had happened also but none as severe as the triple homicide from nineteen ninety eight. Three freshly graduated teens were found dead, all females and not one suspect has ever been brought in or found in the slaying. She was going to document the findings of the property and send it to the state hoping to get the property demolished to stop all the criminal activity that has happened. Police stopped checking the asylum after a few months went by after the last incident that left one woman hospitalized.
Janet was a news reporter from the local TV news and was out to make a name for herself. No other reporter was wanting to do anything on the asylum as they thought it would curse them. Janet didn’t see it that way, it was a way to bring the cold cases back into the light of the public. She was not aware of some of the other activities that had been reported and stood in the hallway as she listened to the silent stillness all around her.
Janet stood in the hallway looking around and realized she should’ve brought someone. She continued on her way and walked into a large room that was just falling to pieces. She looked at the floor, it had collapsed and fallen into the basement. The ceiling also had a large gaping hole in it as she took pics of it. She turned around and jumped as she saw a dark figure in front of her. She shook her head and looked again, the hallway was empty.
“Okay then Janet, calm down, nothing here but you and the old building.” She said walking to the stairs and headed up to the next level.
She walked into a dark, windowless room. She turned on her flashlight and looked at the old medical equipment. She took pictures and went to the counter and looked at the old scalpels still stained with blood. She heard a loud bang behind her and she spun around. Her heart was racing as she saw nothing as she shined the flashlight around the room. She stopped and tried to slow her breathing as her heart pounded in her chest. Little did she know, she wasn’t alone and he was eyeing her tan, Hispanic body.
Janet was known as the hottest reporter around and always made the ratings go up when she was in her tight out fits. Today was no different, skin tight gray leggings, black boots and a tight, low cut tank top with her TV channel across her D cups.
She went to walk towards the door and was almost there when the door slammed shut. Janet jumped back and dropped her camera. She heard a loud clank and realized the outside door lock had just engaged.
“NO!” She said running to the door and tried the handle, it wouldn’t budge, “Help!” She screamed but knew no one was around but her.
Janet looked around as she held her flashlight tight. She went and looked for her camera, it wasn’t on the floor. She looked all around the area and under the old, metal tables but it was no where. She bent over as her tight leggings stretched across her nice ass, she looked under the table, then a flash lit the room. She looked behind her and didn’t see anything, but he got a nice picture of her round ass.
Janet pulled out her cell phone and rolled her eyes, no service. She put it back in her waistline and looked around the room for another way out.
Janet used her flashlight and found another door in the corner of the room. She grabbed the knob and turned it, she pushed the door open. Janet looked around the dark, windowless room that had two beds and a wall that had some kind of machine with gauges and wires hanging from the front of it. She realized, there was no other way out of the rooms. She heard a loud noise in the other room and spun around looking at the door. She started to go towards it as she saw a dark shadow reach in, grab the door knob and slam it close. Janet ran to the door and grabbed the door handle as it came off in her hand.
“This… can’t be happening!” She said stepping backwards looking at the door.
Janet looked around and had no idea what to do as the room began to grow cold. She looked as she could see her own breath with the flashlight. Her skin got goosebumps as her nipples hardened from the cold. She was starting to panic as she paced the room. She heard a noise and looked around the room with her flashlight.
“Who is there?” She asked as she felt something pinch her ass making her jump.
Janet felt a hand shove her backwards, her ass hit the dusty bed, right under her nice ass cheeks. She looked around shocked as she felt hands squeeze her breasts and shove her backwards onto the bed. She struggled as she was pulled onto it and pinned down to the old mattress. The sexy reporter felt her wrists get strapped down by the old leather straps.
Her tank top was yanked down and the straps busted. She looked down with wide eyes as her 34 D cups were exposed. Janet went to scream as something locked lips with her and began kissing her, as a hand squeezed her tit. Her ankles were strapped down but to the beds stirrups. She felt her legs get lifted up and open as they locked into place. Janet felt the lips leave her mouth but they were quickly replaced by a ball gag that fastened around her head. She struggled as she was locked down to the old medical bed.
Then she felt it, her eyes widened as she looked down at her open legs. Her leggings and thong were being forced tighter as she felt the large shaft trying to enter her tight hole. She shook her head as she felt it sliding into her along with her clothes. Her cries were muffled as she felt her thongs elastic on her hips gave out and snapped. This allowed him to shove deeper making her leggings seam almost separate.
She felt hands on her hips as the shoving stopped and she felt it slowly pull backwards from her hole. Then the hands gripped her hips as the shaft rammed forward, she felt her leggings seam give as her thong ripped allowing it into her. She closed her eyes as the large cock was ramming in and out fast making her pussy wet. Janet felt herself losing the fight as she began to moan and let the invisible attacker have his way with her.
Her pussy was wet and making it easy for him to pound her tight taco. Her eyes were closed as she felt him squeeze her breasts as he picked up speed. The bed creaked and began to hit the wall with a loud thud with each thrust. Janet never expected to be fucked by a ghost ever in her life, but here she was, getting off to a ghost cock.
The room echoed the sound of sex. The bed was still creaking and hitting the wall. Janet’s tight body was enjoying the deep thrusts he was giving her. She moaned and let out squeals of pleasure as her cum dripped to the bed. Still had the gag in her mouth but she was letting him know she was loving every bit of his girth inside her wet, shaved pussy.
He picked up the pace and began ramming deeper into her as her moans grew loud as they could. Her pussy tightened around the cock as she got off yet again. Janet felt herself getting off as he continued to slam his meat deep into her. She felt his hands on her breasts as he squeezed tightly and kept ramming as deep as he could.
Janet’s pussy was swollen from the fucking he was giving her. It was sensitive and his cock was keeping her cum flowing as he fucked her. She was getting exhausted as he body got worked out more than ever. She felt him ram deep and stop as his cum filled her pussy up. She looked around the dark room and fainted.
Hours later Janet woke up and wasn’t strapped down to the bed, no gag in her mouth. She saw the door was open and her stuff was placed on the counter outside the door. She stood up and walked slowly as her crotch was hurting, but in a good way. She gathered her stuff up and left in her torn outfit. She didn’t get the news story she wanted, but got what she needed.