The door to the left

With nothing to lose Leanne chose the door on the left. With a deep breath she gave a gentle knock on the door and waited. There was no response so she knocked again. Smoothing out her dress and trying to pull it down a little so it covered a bit more of her body. Eventually the door flung open and Leanne found herself face to face with a tall figure wearing a pale mask.

'Guess I'm not the only one dressed for Halloween.' she thought. "Um, trick... Trick or treat!" she stammered with a hopeful grin. The man stared silently towards her before turning his back and returning to the room.

Leanne glanced towards the three watching old men who were gesturing enthusiastically for her to go inside. Leanne obeyed and walked nervously inside the room. She couldn't the man until he suddenly reappeared from behind her causing her to jump. He watched her closely as he walked past while wiping his hand on a towel.

"Trick or... treat?" Leanne asked again. Much more timidly this time.

There was still no reply from the strange man. He stared her up and down, taking in the strange little outfit. Suddenly he moved closer towards her causing Leanne to back away. Her back hit the solid frame of the wardrobe and she pressed up against it with nowhere else to go. The man came closer until his body was almost touching hers. She could his breathing through the mask. Sinister and slow.

Her own breathing was increasing as her heart beat faster. She said nothing until she felt something touch her. Releasing a shrill squeak as the man's hand rubbed against her thigh.

"What... What do you want?" she asked anxiously.

Leanne soon got her response. The man's hand slid upwards until it was under the short dress. Without hesitating he touched her bare pussy. His gloved fingers teasing her gently before reaching around behind her and groping her tight rear. Leanne released an involuntary moan. Standing back and allowing the man to touch her.

She gazed into his eyes but there was nothing. With her hand she reached out and found his cock. Hard and erect in his pants. As she played with it the man stopped toying with her. Allowing her to excite him for a moment. Leanne wondered what she should do but she was soon given an answer. She felt a **** on her shoulder as she was eased downwards until she dropped to her knees in front of the man. Staring up she watched as the man reached inside his trousers and hauled out his large member.

Leanne knew just what to do this time. Taking the cock in her hands before wrapping her lips around the swollen head and pleasuring it with her tongue. She heard a low noise emitting from the man as she worked her way along his shaft, swallowing as much of his hard dick as she could. Moving her head quickly up and down his member she began to pleasure him. Using her tongue with her hands as she did her best to get him off. Soon enough her efforts had the desired effect as with a muted groan the guy orgasmed. Sending warm cum down her throat and filling her mouth.

With a splutter Leanne slid his cock from her lips and fell to the floor gasping. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him walk past her back to the bathroom. But then something else caught her attention. There was something under the bed. No, not something. Someone!

There was a person beneath the bed. And they weren't moving. 'Oh my God!' she thought, panicking. 'There's a dead body! Did this guy kill someone?!' Leanne looked around frantically. The man was still in the bathroom. She could make a run for it. But what if he caught her? Would he know she'd seen the body? Would he kill her too?