Warehouse Ghosts Part 1 - Sex Stories

Warehouse Ghosts Part 1

... tighten my towel around me. Upon entering the bedroom area two odd things struck me at once. The first was the large mirror directly across from my bed. I was almost positive I’d told the movers to place it in the living room, and I blushed at what they must have thought as they positioned it across from my bed. It was a gold framed giant and had a back support so it was free standing. It was another of my whim purchases at an antique show and as I moved to sit on my bed I couldn’t help but blush at the very clear view. I might not have positioned it that way, but I was sure when Adrian came over to visit he wouldn’t mind it too much. Maybe I’d keep it for now. The other odd thing was that the small pink bullet vibrator I had was sitting innocently on my bedside table. That I was definitely positive I’d put away with the others. That feeling of being watch permeated the air again and I had half a mind to ask if anyone was in the apartment. It had to have been the stress of moving. There was also no way someone snuck into my apartment to move my giant mirror, even if they’d tried I’m sure I’d have heard it. ‘Even with the shower running?’ Moving to my clothing rack, I grabbed one of my silk nightgowns, sure that once I went to sleep I’d wake up in the morning with my sanity back. I lied down in bed, gazing at myself vainly in the mirror. Placing the vibrator back in its drawer I observed my figure. Long black hair, lightly tanned skin, and a small petit frame. My breasts ...

... weren’t particularly large but there seemed to be a sudden breeze in the apartment and I watched as my nipples harden. I giggled again at the position of the mirror and how… naughty it felt. Had I really instructed the movers to place it there… or, maybe they’d done it themselves? Turning off my bedside lamp I curled into my mattress, determined to get a good nights sleep. Xxx The shadows congregated around the small sleeping female. It’d been so long since they’d trained a woman, taught her where she belonged. One moved closer, pressing his rough hands to her mouth, watching as her lips parted and her unconscious form lapped at his fingers. He trailed his other hand down past her erect nipples and to the region between her legs where he pressed and prodded but to no reaction. ‘We’re too weak…’ Another of the shadows murmured, followed by agreeing sounds of acquiescence. They were too weak… for now, but as her lips began to suckle at his protruding fingers he knew that their strength would slowly return. Her mere presence had already roused them and as another moved to flick her nipples he heard another open her beside drawer. The toys were all haphazardly hidden and as he noticed the large black monster, he almost smirked. They would break her in like all the other ones before her in due time. The shadow form lifted the small pink toy from earlier. For now, this would have to do. The other shadow passed it to him, and as the others struggled to turn her onto her back, a feat that ...