Get away from there

Leanne was still understandably nervous and despite Abbie’s seemingly well-meaning demeanour, she didn’t want to enter any room where she didn’t know who or what was inside. With the young blonde having disappeared down the corridor, Leanne turned and headed in the opposite direction.

She was a little cautious as she stepped anxiously down the hallway after what had happened and her current state of undress. Coming across anyone right now could lead to trouble. One way or another.

She reached the far end of the corridor and peered carefully around the corner. It looked much the same as where she’d just been with no indication what was down there. As the young woman stood contemplating her next move she was suddenly left in complete darkness. The lights went out and Leanne gasped in shock. She stood frozen to the spot, not wanting to move for fear of finding something horrifying in the dark.

The air became cooler and Leanne wrapped her arms tightly around her naked body. She somehow felt more exposed in the dark than when the lights were on. Then she felt something else. Something cold scratching at her bare flesh.

She shrieked and leapt in the air, but as she span around there was nothing to see in the inky blackness of the corridor. There was no sound and no way of knowing if someone was there or not. She was beginning to wonder if her imagination had gotten the better of her in the tense situation, but then she felt it again. A cold tingling sensation running down her naked back. She shivered but remained still. Partly out of fear and partly due to not wanting to give herself away.

It felt like fingers against her skin. Jagged pricks given away the sensation of long, sharp fingernails. It was more surprising than painful. Being unable to see if something was there or not was worse than actually being touched like this. Then she led out a little groan. It was soft and barely audible, but Leanne knew what she’d just done.

She froze again as her body tensed up. Was she enjoying this? How was that even possible? She was almost naked, standing in the dark in a creepy old manor with who knows what touching her bare flesh. Then came something else. Something much firmer and confirmed the presence of something at her back. She gasped as the sharp pain dug into her skin between her neck and shoulder, before it gradually turned into another soft moan.

There was something comforting about the pain, almost sexually pleasant. She moved her head to the side to allow whatever it was to dig deeper into her soft flesh. As she closed her eyes Leanne found herself enjoying the strange sensation more and more. The was groaning a little louder and rocking her head back and she felt warm sensations beginning to rush through her body. Her crotch burned with desire and her hands drifted unconsciously between her thighs. Then the feeling on her neck stopped.

Leanne opened her eyes, almost gasping for breath due to her excitement, to find the lights of the corridor illuminated once more. She was stood alone in the gloomy hallway with her hands pressed to her exposed pussy. She peered around her wondering what had just happened. She put a hand to her next and felt a dampness. Had it been real?

The young woman had a creeping sensation that she was being watched and felt an urge to get out of there. She looked back down the corridor to room Abbie had told her to enter. She didn’t have many options and was still very much underdressed.