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There is a house on the corner of my street that does a haunted house every year. Now it's not one of those simple ones with touchy feely guess what is in the container games but one of the ones that could scare the shit out of you. Lucy and her boyfriend Darian were planning to attend her annual work party. Lucy was not looking forward to bobbing for apples in beer, and not to mention that silly game of who was in the costume mask. After working there for 5 years Lucy knew who they were from the voices coming from behind the masks. Overall she was picturing how unadventurous the party was going to be, again this year. Darian wouldn't have fun but would go to make her happy. Then her phone ring?"Hey Luc, I can't make it tonight after all." Darian says through the phone."Oh no! You don't sound so well Dar. Is there anything I can bring for you? I don't need to go to the party either," concern showing in her voice as she speaks."No Lucy I couldn't ask you to do that. Go have fun without me and then call me to tell me all about it." He adds reassuringly."Ok babe. I hope you feel better and I'll check on you later." She tells him as she hangs up.Sighing in front of the mirror, Lucy continues to get ready. This year she had searched around to find something out of her comfort zone. Something that would make her look super sexy because she was usually quite conservative. In fact everything she did was conservative. She always dressed the part, looked the part and of course acted the part. Except this year she told Darian that she had to find something that wasn't like her. After a couple costume stores they finally found the right costume. Sexy devil! It had fishnet stockings, with a bustier type top and a little skirt that barely covered her ass but damn it was cute. She looked damn hot in it even. She grabbed the clutch she had picked out for herself and starts to walk out her door. She stops to rethink her costume though, it wasn't like she liked looking 'slutty' but it did give her a rush she hadn't felt before. Maybe people would take notice of her for a change. She could carry it out only so far, as a fantasy. Lucy had to admit she was disappointed that Darian wouldn't see her in it tonight. He had almost taken her in the change room when he saw her try it on. She had hoped to tempt him from afar all night with some teasing.Sighing again, she throws caution to the wind and walks out the door. Sarıyer escort bayan Standing in the short hallway she locks the door to her apartment. She can feel someone watching her, hears kids giggling around the corner as they get ready to trick-or-treat and she looks up to see a man across the hall looking at her. His eyes travel slowly over her body. Smiling at him, she takes the attention and saunters down the hall; being sure to sway her hips back and forth for effect. He watches her until she steps on the elevator; she could feel his eyes on her ass, and then move up her back. To prove that she knew what he was doing she turned his way, peeked her head out the elevators and gave the guy the sexiest smile she could. Then grinning all the way down to the lobby, she walks out with her head held high, in a good mood. She walks out the door and has to jump back as a group of kids go running by and almost take her out. Laughing she looks both ways and then steps onto the sidewalk. Taking a deep breath, she inhales the pungent stale warm air. Record highs for this year have people grateful that just a small sweater is all they need while outside. She smiles as she starts to walk and notices some kids having fun up the street. The party is being held at a small convention center about three blocks from her house. Lucy picks up the pace, the darkness surrounding her; everything suddenly seems eery. She looks up to concentrate on the night sky as she walks, seeing the moon and stars with the clouds rolling by. It was comparable to a spooky Halloween night.... laughing to herself she walks to the front door and goes inside the convention center. The elevator opens; she steps in and then pushes the button for the third floor where the party is to be held. The doors are almost closed, when a hand reaches in and stops the door from closing. Shrieking was the only reaction she had, then laughed as the doors slowly reopen to reveal one of her co workers. She was a little jumpy tonight; must be the Halloween atmosphere or maybe the full moon that made her sensitive.Turning to her co worker she strikes up a casual conversation and notices that he is staring at her body. Not looking at her face but running his eyes over her body as his mouth responds. Grinning wide she motions to her face, "Hey my face is up here, you know!"The poor guy, who to most would be considered Silivri escort a stereo typical nerd with his thick-rimmed glasses and pen protector, blushed then stumbled out the elevator. Lucy had to chuckle to herself because she was sure that even under the costume he had a hard-on. Shaking her head she walks off the elevator as it reaches the third floor. Stopping just outside the elevator, she looks at all the people with costumes on. One guy looks like a very furry werewolf. Then her eyes take in a man that has on a costume resembling a prince, he is quite handsome. A woman takes his arm and Lucy moves her eyes over the rest of the crowd, to take inventory of the people.She moves to the section of co workers that she considers friends, who are with their boyfriends. They're all around the same age and are relatively attractive. She gets there and hears one of them whistle loudly at her. "Wow Lucy! That is an amazing costume, way to break out of your shell girl," says one of the women as she approaches.Lucy feels her face flush but does the polite thing and mutters ?Thank you.? She stands there close to them and then mingles a bit. Felling rather bored after a couple of hours she looks around again to see if anyone new has arrived. The attention the dress is getting her seems to be the only thing worthy of making this a decent party. Lucy makes the excuse that her head hurts and says her goodbyes. She moves to the restroom and then out to the elevator. On the way down she is picturing a glass of wine and soft music as she curls up on the corner of her couch. Not paying attention she is jarred by the ding of the door as it opens. She steps out and walks out the front door but gets the strange feeling that someone is following her.Walking a bit faster with her ears perked up to listen carefully, she is sure that footsteps could be heard if she is being followed. She looks behind her and sees a shadow. Again she picks up her pace to a jogging speed. Finally she sees her street. It's close and she needs to get there. The shadow is closer when she looks back one last time. In the moonlight the shadow looks like a tall strong man.Lucy sees the haunted house and decides it's closer and to go in there. She runs up the walk and begins to wonder if this is a good idea. The person following her has her terrified; she goes into the haunted house and jumps Escort Topkapı with a scream echoing throughout as she brushes against a ghost hanging from the ceiling. Thinking to herself that isn't the best way to hide, she bites down on her tongue and giggles a little for the silliness of it all.Taking in her surroundings, waiting for her eyes to adjust, she sees some more hanging ghosts. A corridor branches off around a corner so she walks that way hoping that it leads into the house, and perhaps a neighbor who can help. Walking slowly with her hand out in front of her, she pauses to glance over her shoulder to see if HE is closer. Exhaling when no one is there she turns to walk a little further, when someone grabs her from behind, and she feels his arms tighten around her as a hand closes over her mouth. Her attempt to scream is muffled and rendered pointless.Lucy's heart pounds hard in her chest, concentrating on the constant thumping helps her try to steady herself. Struggling to get free; wiggling hard and kicking with her feet, she thrashes around in the strong arms that seem to be holding so tight that they are squeezing the air out of her.As she inhales sharply she smells the aroma of sweat and some sort of manly cologne. It's familiar but she can't place it. Where the hell is Darian when she needs him? Her heel finally hits one of his legs and the attacker cries out.His anger fuels him and he growls at her as he uses his body to hold her still and takes something out of his pocket then ties the cloth around her mouth and tightens it behind her head so she can't scream through it. His hands take hers behind her back and something is tied tightly around them. Another soft cloth is placed on her eyes and it goes dark for her. She isn't sure what to do now so with desperation she whimpers from under the gag and struggles a little more as she still flails about hoping to catch him off guard.He growls at her again. His grip on her arms tightens, then becomes softer while he traces her shoulder with a finger. Shivers erupt through her as his finger explores her skin. She is frozen as he leans over and kisses her gently where his finger is now circling just next to her shoulder blade. She is trapped, the man has her and there really isn't anything she can do to help herself.Gulping loudly, she whimpers again about escape. She is numb, not wiggling around anymore because it was futile. All she could do was be completely still and hope that he didn't do horrible things to her. His hands and lips were still caressing her shoulders, taking turns working over her skin, one then the other. He was using great care and time to spend on her, like he cared for her. She was special for some reason.