Halloween night at the famous Winchester House.
A mansion with hundreds of rooms, stairwells leading to nowhere, nooks and crannies that haven't been used in decades. Rooms that change size as one moves through them, and trap doors waiting around every turn.
It's a perfect setting for a haunted house tour. A young couple waits at giant metal gates to venture inside...
The man caresses his lover's hand in his own. He is dressed in all black, even a dark handkerchief obscuring his face below his eyes. He's a stealthy ninja. The woman is dressed as a black cat, with ears on her head, cute whiskers and a black dot painted on her nose. Her black leotard, fluffy tutu, and black lace stockings round out her outfit.
"You look so fucking sexy. This is the best costume ever."
She smiles, shaking her hips and tutu towards him while baring her teeth and letting out a high pitched feline growl.
The gates open to reveal a hooded figure beckoning the couple forward. They head inside the mansion...
The antiquated doorway entrance narrows into a tiny room. The group piles into the small space. Hopefully the first of many.
The couple takes a look at their companions on this creepy tour. In front of them - a mom and dad, holding their two young toddlers' hands. Behind them - another couple. Both dressed as bananas. Bright and yellow against the dark backdrop of smoke and aged wooden walls. They don't blend in at all. Whatever plans to jump out from the crevices of these darkened hallways is going to target those bananas without hesitation.
The hooded spectre warns the group of the terrors that lie ahead. It pulls a hanging rope to reveal a hidden staircase that leads under the floorboards. The toddlers start whimpering as their parents encourage them down into the depths of the earth. Ninja takes Black Cat's hands into his own, as they oblige the darkness beckoning to them. The bananas follow suit, and quickly disappear as well.
Screams in the distance abound. Hard to tell if they belong to others on the tour, or the ghouls and creatures popping out from nowhere left and right. The toddlers lose their shit almost immediately. The bats falling from above start things off. A mutant brandishing a chainsaw makes Black Cat jump into Ninja's arms. Ninja jumps a fair bit as well.
In the darkness of the mansion, the dark clothes couple's hands wander freely. Fearful grasps turn into sensual caresses effortlessly. The blacked out costumes make it clear that no one can notice what's happening right in front of them and behind them. One second, it's crazed zombies sneaking up. The next, it's Black Cat's hand fluttering across the front of Ninja's pants.
When the creepy girl from the film The Ring appears on the other side of a room, disappears into strobing light, then reappears just inches away, the bananas completely lose their shit. They are a bright beacon of color that the haunters of the house notice too easily. They fall behind the rest of the group quickly, too afraid to move.
The family at the front makes it to the Reckoning Room. A space totally devoid of light, not even a strobing or candlelight aura to help guide the way. A voice blasting from somewhere above tells of a vengeful spirit eager to feast on children who don't reach the light in time. A small flame from a lantern appears at the far end of what looks to be a tight hallway.
The toddlers at the front of the group race away from their parents, pushing ahead through the house. The parents chase after them, into the narrow hallway.
Ninja and Black Cat haven't moved. Moments earlier, his hands had found their way to the curvy asscheeks sitting just under the fluffy tutu. While his lips and teeth pulled and nibbled on her neck. She moaned softly, a sound drowned out by the bellowing voice coming from above. As the parent's voices move away towards their frightened progeny, Ninja's lips move to his partner's ear.
"Let's stay here a moment. You've got me so turned on."
She obliges by reaching her hand behind her low back, massaging his cock. His hands move to her breasts, kneading them through the tight leotard and feeling her nipples harden from his touch.
A scream from not too far behind them startles the two out of their embrace. They laugh and race forward across the Reckoning Room. The candle remains lit at the end of the cramped hallway. Black Cat reaches it first, realizing it dead ends in a winding staircase. She takes a couple steps up, pausing to carefully peak around the corner above her.
