Date: 6/17/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Cheating, Coercion, Cruelty, Death, Domination / Submission, Straight Sex, Fan fiction, Gothic, Group Sex, Horror, Mind Control, Monster, Murder, Reluctance, Romance, Stockholm Syndrome, Group Sex, Author: BlackRonin, Source: sexstories.com
you see how his mustache curled when we mentioned the castle? Do you think I can train mine to do that?" He demonstrated with two fingers. Helen gave him a thin-lipped smile and said, "Let's hurry. If we don't get to the ruins soon the light will fail and I won't be able to make any decent sketches." “Do you think you can manage the hike?” David said to Gwen. But she was already shouldering her bag. “There’s one way to find out,” she said. “If it turns out I can’t keep up, I’ll know to go faster.” She flashed him a smile. “Do you think I can manage the hike?” John said to Helen, pretending like his bags were too heavy to pick up. “I’m surprised you managed the coach ride,” she said, and pushed him over. In a few minutes they were all ready to go. And, arm in arm, they set off into the craggy Transylvanian wilderness, toward the lonely and foreboding towers of Castle Dracula. *** "It certainly is a grim place," Gwen said, surveying the courtyard. "I see why the villagers are so frightened. It must have been deserted for centuries." The castle was quiet, gloomy, and skeletal. Thick curtains of cobwebs shrouded everything, ensnaring the central staircase. Most of the ceiling here in what was once the grand entryway was gone. Now and then some rooting animal stirred in a dark corner. John climbed up and swept the cobwebs from one of the great stone windows, letting the feeble sunlight in. "No, it was only abandoned recently," Helen said. "To hear the villagers tell it, Count ...