Diana had come for a weekend get away to this old castle motel she'd heard about from some of her friends. They had all told her how incredible the architecture was and how many great trails there were leading out around it into the countryside. She sighed to herself, hands reaching up to slowly run through her long, wavy auburn hair. She passed by an old wall length mirror on one of the walls, which looked as though it had been part of the castle for many, many years now. She stopped, looking at her own reflection for a minute. Diana wouldn't have called herself short, she was at least five feet tall, and a good deal of it was leg. That was something she'd always been proud of, she always thought of her legs as her best feature, and that was part of the reason she went hiking so much. She was wearing her usual tight jogging shorts, having decided she was going to go out and try some of these great trails her friends had told her about. Her hips were wide, which gave her a natural appearance of being a bit slimmer then she was. She wasn't over wait, but she had a somewhat softer appearance, a slight belly leading up to her large, well rounded breasts. She smirked at her reflection, winking and blowing it a kiss, and giving her backside a small tap. She blushed and giggled to herself, looking around quickly to make sure no one had seen her little display before she started off down the hallways again.
She hadn't seen many other guests since she'd first arrived, but that hadn't bothered her. The man at the front desk had told her that this place was supposed to be haunted, but what old castle didn't have stories like that? It drew in the tourists. Diana sighed to herself, eyes shut for a moment. And then she heard it. A low rhythmic thumping sound coming from a hallway to her left. She stopped and turned, looking in the direction, but couldn't make out the cause in the dim light. She let her curiosity get the better of her and decided to go take a small peek. She moved down the hallway, the sound beginning to grow louder, coupled with another faint noise she couldn't quite make out... until she turned the next corner that was.
In front of her was a sight she would never have believed. Two headless bodies were pressed together, one a very well endowed male who was rhythmically pounding himself in and out of a large breasted woman he was pinning against one of the castle walls... while just a few feet away from them a third headless body was apparently holding said woman's severed head in his crotch, moving it up and down as she apparently quite capably sucked him off. Diana was frozen in shock, her eyes seeming to bug out of her head. The display was both horrifying and....disturbingly erotic....
"Well...looks like we have a new visitor, Geralt." A voice called from further down the hallway. Diana froze as she saw the two male's severed heads moving towards her. The bodies seemed to stop their activities and turn to face her. The woman's head removed itself from the man's long cock.
"Oh... well, at least she has more manners then our last guest, hm David?" The woman chuckled, looking at the first head who had spoken.
"Hey, you invited me into your little games, Ariana....it wasn't my fault I was horny and alone..." David said a bit defensively.
"Well, that doesn't really matter right now...but I'm afraid, my dear, we can't let you go running off now, you might tell others what you found and we'd be swarmed by tourists or other such troublesome visitors..." The third head, Geralt, said. His body rising from where Ariana's head had been sucking his cock. Diana felt her heart thudding in her chest, and before she could sort out her thoughts, she was running back the way she had come. She didn't look back, but she could hear the headless forms running after her. She bit her lip and started running as fast as she could. She looked over her shoulder for a moment, seeing the ghosts beginning to fade back into the dark hallways as she outran them. She laughed, a bit franticly, to herself, once again all that hiking and jogging had paid off! Her thoughts were cut short however....as in her relief and victory at escaping the spirits, while looking back over her shoulder, she had failed to notice that she was heading for a rather large and solid looking statue. She collided with it hard and fell back to the floor, dazed and fading into black.
The sight which she awoke to, was not the one she had expected, or wanted. She had apparently been stripped of her clothes, which she could see in a pile in the corner of the large, rather lavishly decorated, if not dust covered, bedchamber she had apparently been brought to. The room looked like it had not been used, or even opened, for many, many years. She tried to move, but found her arms and legs were bound to each of the four posts around her on the massive canopy bed.
"Well, it seems our little voyeur has finally woken up..." Dave said, his body entering the room, carrying his severed head under one arm, Geralt and Ariana soon followed, taking their places around her on each side of the bed.
"Please...just let me go, I swear I won't tell anyone about what I've seen here...!" Diana pleaded with them. Dave's head smirked and his body moved, sitting beside her on the bed.
