The Attic – A Ghost Story, Parts VI – VIII & Epilogue - Sex Stories

The Attic – A Ghost Story, Parts VI – VIII & Epilogue

... these two were planning this?”

“They kind of had an idea rolling around in their dirty little heads ever since we discovered the dungeon. I’d never seen this side of them before, but once that door got opened it rapidly evolved as events unfolded. I never knew how filthy our daughters’ minds were until all this happened.”

Mina mumbled something about apples and trees.

“And you didn’t share this with their father?” I asked my beloved wife. “What price did you extract for this secrecy?”

“We get to play too,” she said, placing an arm around her shoulder.

“We?”

“Yes, the two of us. We don’t have to show our face if we don’t want, there are some masks and gimp hoods in the dressing room. But how could we do this without your hard body and, well, certain other hard parts of your anatomy? And our little baby daughters need our adult supervision...and our parental discipline…”

Mina giggled and pressed her behind against my hips.

“Discipline me, Daddy,” she said, and giggled again. I smacked her ass.

“So enlighten me again how this is going to work,” I said.

“Let’s go to the dungeon and we can show you,” Callie replied, walking to the twins’ room.

“This room will be where Mina and I do our hosting,” Callie said. “It’s got a bed and enough room to set up a camera and still move around.”

“What about the Helmsworth twins?” I asked. “This is their room.”

“We’re not bound to this physical plane the way you are,” Lorelei said. “It’s complicated but ...

... this entire house also exists on another plane as well. The core area of the attic is the portal between the two for us ghosts. So you can use this room as you wish, the rest of us are living in a different version of this house in another plane. It’s counter-intuitive, sorry.”

“Okay,” I said. “I’ll take your word for it.” I nodded to Callie and Mina to continue.

“Cool,” Mina said, taking over their narrative and herding us through the black door. “So coming back to the bondage show, once we want to do anything kinky, we shift to the dungeon. We have a couple of tripod cameras we can set up in here, depending on what device we are using. We can move them around at will, or we can go purely handheld. The danger with handheld when making erotica is that the hornier the cameraperson, the shakier the video.”

I turned to Callie.

“Can you get one of your cameras and show me how the setup would work?” I asked.

“Sure,” she said. “I’ve got one out here in the main part of the attic. Just a sec.”

She came in a few minutes later with a mounted camera. I pointed to the manacles along the wall.

“Set it up like you were going to shoot something along there,” I said, and Callie diddled with the setup for a moment and gave me a thumbs up.

I walked over and looked at the cam. It was pretty straightforward. I hit the “record” button, then took Callie’s hand firmly and led her to the manacles along the wall.

“Wait,” she said, trying to pull away. “That’s connected to ...