General RP Those of us who walk alone.....(Tina and Aeon)

[Tina Louise2]

Noreen looked over at the Realtor.
"You can't blame me for not believing you," the attractive brunette said..."with California having the highest property rates in the country, you must admit your offer is really low. Does the roof leak? "

The realtor laughed. "No Miss Albertson...the roof doesn't leak, the pipes are fine and the foundation is sound. A considerable amount of money was invested in the house 2 years ago. For a hundred years old house I must confess that even I was surprised at the asking price....the previous owners are quite anxious to sell the property and apparently theyr'e well off so money doesn't seem to be a major issue...."

What the realtor held back was as unusual as the suspiciously low asking price. The house, even for a strange state as California, had over the years gathered a strange history. Maybe not sinister, but......strange. The realtor had no intention of blowing the sale, so this was probably not the best time to admit to hearing rumors and stories about the house being haunted. The last of the papers were signed, Noreen was handed the key and hands were shaken.

Noreen stopped the car a few thousand yards from the house and gazed at it. The 3 story house was built in 1904 for a wealthy lawyer and his family. The man had a doting wife and 3 daughters. For decades, life at the mansion was idyllic but the good times were not destined to last forever.
As the story went, the eldest daughter was being pushed into an arranged marriage with a successful businessman, something the girl had no intention of going through with. One afternoon, the father came home to find the daughter in bed with one of the female maids. In less time than it took to tell about it, the maid was fired and the daughter beaten.

The daughter continued the affair with the maid until both were caught once more. The maid and daughter were both beaten at the end of a leather belt until both died. The story goes that ever since then, the spirit of the eldest daughter still roamed the mansion, grieving over the loss of her lover.

Noreen knew nothing about the house's history and within a week of the sale, had moved into the mansion. The original furnishings had been included with the house, so Noreen needed very little of her own to move in, aside from new kitchen appliances.

She heard sounds almost from the first night.
A woman softly sobbing, the sounds of high heels clicking down corridors and numerous 'cold spots' throughout the house. Noreen naturally assumed it was the regular creaking and groaning connected to a house this old but she was soon mistaken.

She went upstairs to the attic one morning and found a jewelry box...inside was a beautiful gold and ruby encrusted choker-style necklace. Excited for her find, she quickly put it around her neck. A minute later, she heard soft sounds and suddenly the necklace tightened around her neck. Noreen clawed at it, yanking frantically while gasping and trying to breathe but it seemed to get tighter and tighter by the second.....eventually she passed out.

She woke up naked and bound to a chair.

 

[AeonOfDiscoveries]

Anna had never been a gracious loser, and death hardly changed a thing. Her righteous anger at her painful end had caused her to dig her claws into the mortal world, refusing to leave out of a spoiled sense of spite, and so she haunted her family's home. Driving her father mad in his later years had been a thrilling sandbox to test her new existence, but her revenge on him did not sate her anger. Once her last blood relative had been sent storming out of the building to sell it off, she found herself worse than simple grief. Anna was lonely.

The decades were spent sulking, occasionally peeking at the new round of owners and smashing their dishes until they also left, but the temporary smugness at defending her property never lasted... But now.

Now, the spirit watched a young woman rummage through her things, pulling her beloved choker from its box and taking it from herself. The young heiress should be outraged! And in a way, she was... until she looked at her face a little closer, and saw the facsimile of the young maid she'd given her life to be with. If she had still had a heart, it would have been racing.

A decision was made then, and soon enough the young woman was tied to a chair in the center of one of the many empty rooms of the large manor, dressed only in that pretty choker and rope at her wrists. Invisibly, Anna 'walked' around the chair, looking her over as she slept, ghostly heels clicking on the wooden floor. The resemblance was uncanny, she realized, a sign of good fortune surely.

She waited until the woman woke, giggling as she dropped to her knees and reached for her legs. Indents appeared in the shape of her delicate hands on the inside of her thighs as she spread her legs apart, examining her new prisoner while she kneaded at her warm flesh.

 

[Tina Louise2]

Noreen had no idea how long she had been out...the last thing she remembered was clawing at the choker around her neck, frantically trying to remove it before her world went dark, but it seemed the more she pulled the tighter it became, finally she passed out.

When she woke up, she was in a chair-----and totally naked. She felt her hands were bound behind her, a bar of some sort pulling her elbows back. Obviously someone else was in the house....a burglar? a rapist? the house had been empty for years, how would anyone know she was here? was she being stalked?
Whoever it was, she knew one thing for certain....with her being nude, her assailant had plans for her. Deep inside the house, her neighbors were far away and her captor knew it, or else she would be gagged---unless of course the choker was electronic, like a dog;s obedience collar. No, that couldn't be right....the jewelry box had years of dust on it and hadn't been disturbed.

"HEEEELLLP!," she screamed...."HEEeeeellllp..."
the choker suddenly began to tighten it's grip around her throat, not enough to cause unconsciousness but enough to keep her from yelling.....whoever it was, they intended to keep her quiet.

Noreen struggled wildly but fruitlessly, the chair making creaking noises as she fought. She felt a cold presence, as if a icy breeze suddenly brushed past her, but the last time she checked, the front door was closed and no windows were open yet.
To her shock and horror, as she struggled, marks suddenly appeared on the inside of her thighs, as if she was being pinned in place by unseen hands, and it did feel like hands, she could swear she felt individual fingers.

Noreen looked down and saw her legs being forced apart......
WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON????
"ST......STOP IT!," she screamed as she tried to close her legs but the firm invisible hands kept her legs open. She tried to yell again but once again, the choker lived up to its name. Noreen put two and two together, realizing that the choker would tighten it's grip if she yelled or screamed. Despite the fact that she was scared shitless, Noreen did her best not to panic more than she already was.

"Who.....whoever you are," she said, "please don't hurt me....I'll cooperate with you, just let me go...."
She suddenly felt the unseen icy fingers touch her pussy lips.
"Oh my God," she called out...."who ARE you???"

 

[AeonOfDiscoveries]

The screaming caused Anna to flinch, then give an unseen pout. Her powers wound around the choker, pulling it tight against her throat with practiced ease. A cold gust would brush past Noreen's ear as Anna's voice shushed her, like a disapproving mother.

It was a simple matter to keep the woman's legs pinned in a wide 'V', death had given Anna a near supernatural amount of strength when it suited her, and she was intent on exposing every inch of the woman if she could help it. The hands that rubbed coldly into her sensitive flesh moved inward, long fingers stroking curiously at her lower lips as she admired the perfect body she'd been gifted.

More phantom hands reached forth, drawing back Noreen's hair as a woman's voice hummed and murmured over her. Just as the first set of hands began to poke a fingertip experimentally into her pussy, the voice cooed in an echo by her ears:

"Oh, behave. I'm only examining my new pet." It whispered, all but one set of hands petting her body curiously, the final of which seemed intent on fingering her slowly. "Lower your voice. It's rude to scream."

 

[Tina Louise2]

Noreen tried to move....her legs were secured in place but...HOW? she couldn't close them or pull them up....she couldn't kick or somehow fend off her attacker. Suddenly she felt the same icy cold fingers run through her hair, then a hand forcibly grabbing her hair, pulling her head back. She stared wide eyed as she watched her nipples move on their own, as if they were being touched......
Someone HAD to be in the room with her, but why couldn't she see him? she wasn't drugged because her eyesight was perfect and she felt everything. It wasn't being done by remote control cause no wires were present and it would've taken time to set things up.

BUT SOMEONE WAS IN THE ROOM WITH HER!
Noreen felt the icy fingers exploring her trembling body....her breasts were moving, as if hands were fondling her. She gasped as she stared.

But suddenly she felt another cold breeze incredibly close, as if right next to her. A voice entered her ears.....a female voice. It was telling her to behave and not to scream. Noreen had by now already learned not to raise her voice. The voice was definitely female, soft but also dominating.

"Wh......who are ....you?" Noreen stammered....."where are you?"
Something was very wrong here and not just because she was nude and bound.....Noreen wasn't the kind of person that believed in ghosts but something was in the room with her.
She let out a yelp as she felt an icy cold finger part her pussy lips and enter her vagina....the choker immediately tightened and she tried her best to keep quiet but her heart was racing.

 

[AeonOfDiscoveries]

"I'm right here, silly~" The voice giggled. "Don't ask stupid questions."

Her voice shifted from a shrill fit of laughter, to a low moan as more hands joined the party. They squeezed her tits and rubbed them vigorously, while others slid down her sides and belly, appraising her and testing for sensitive spots. Certainly, this was the best built woman she'd seen since she was alive, it was hard to keep herself focused as she groped and squeezed, slapping her breasts just to watch them bounce.

All the while, the excited ghost sat on her knees, pumping her fingers into her vagina with precise movements, years of experience with her servant lover allowing her to reach deep and curl her fingers until she began to mercilessly hammer at her gspot. "You're mine now, and so is your pretty cunt." She sighed, as a tongue ran along one of her ears. "Doesn't this feel so good?"