Where the Bad Guys Always Win

Ghostly Captive

Melinda Gordon had a special gift, the ability to see and talk to ghosts. Her mother and grandmother also had the gift, and she uses it to try and help ghosts who remain in the lower plain so that they can pass on and become part of The Light. No matter what the ghost has done, both in their  previous life and in the afterlife, she has always been able to convince them to move on. Sure, there were people that saw her as a weirdo and a crazy person, but luckily, her husband Jim believed her and provided all the support she could ever need. 

One day, she spied a ghost of a young woman named Cecilia trying to kill an older man named Bruce. Initially, she thought Cecilia was a stalker and trying to kill Bruce out of revenge for rejecting her love, but it turns out to have been the other way around. Bruce was the stalker and had killed Cecilia when she refused to be his entirely. Having dealt with a similar scenario a few months prior, Melinda knew exactly what to do. With Cecilia's help, they managed to expose Bruce's crimes and got him arrested and sent to jail. Having put the mad man behind bars, Cecilia was ready to pass on to The Light and thanked Melinda, leaving the mortal plane forever. Happy to have served justice, Melinda continued to help out wayward ghosts, until a few weeks later when she was taking out the trash from her job and suddenly blacked out.

Groaning as she woke up some time later, Melinda shook her head to remove the cobwebs. For some reason, her limbs felt stiff and achy. She tried to stretch, but found she couldn't move. Jolting awake, Melinda soon found herself in what looked like a dingy basement. Around her was a number of rather scary-looking tools and implements that she didn't want to think about their purpose, as well as a giant cage with a cot and a toilet over against the wall. As Melinda began to panic, she realized that her limbs were bound, but what was worse is that she was completely naked! She had been tied to a series of metal pipes, sitting on her thighs with her ass sticking out behind her, with her hands tied to the back ends of the pipes next to her. She was forced into a bent over position, leaving her especially vulnerable. The married woman shouted for help, but it was eerily silent. 

Then she heard a chuckle from behind her, but with the way she was bound, she couldn't see who it was until they walked into her sight. It was Bruce! The older man looked down at her and smiled, telling her that she was his new obsession, and this time, he would have what he desired, with no one to get in his way. The demented man then brushed back a lock of Melinda's hair, and it was then that she realized he was a ghost! Testing her bonds, the nude woman struggled to escape her predicament, but she couldn't budge the pipes or ropes at all. Bruce smiled and began to whisper what he considered sweet nothings at Melinda, telling her how they were going to be together forever. He brushed his fingers along her shoulder and down his arm, and she wondered what was going on. Ghosts normally couldn't touch living humans like that, but he seemed different, somehow.

Looking fondly at his prey, Bruce cocked his head and brushed his hand along Melinda's cheeks, creeping her out and terrifying her greatly. He leaned down to kiss the woman, but she backed her head away, doing her best to keep her lips out of his grasp. Annoyed at her continued resistance, her roughly grabbed her throat, choking her despite his non-corporeal form. Melinda panicked and flayed wildly in her bonds, unable to escape his grasp, but soon Bruce came to his senses and let her go. He looked down at the coughing woman and apologized, but warned her that he didn't like disobedience, asking if she would fight back again if he kissed her. Realizing that he could easily kill her and needing to buy time for Jim to find her, Melinda agreed to be docile for now. Once again, he kissed her, and while she didn't embrace him, she also didn't fight back, letting him explore her mouth as much as she wanted.

Seemingly satisfied for the time being, Bruce released her lips and turned his attention down below. He loved how big Melinda's boobs were and grabbed them, his ghostly essence making Melinda's skin crawl whenever he touched her. She gasped and whimpered as her boobs were fondled and kneaded, the ghostly presence seemingly mesmerized by the large melons. He licked and sucked on her boobs and nipples, enjoying flicking them with his tongue and fingers, but for Melinda, it felt less like a mouth and tongue and more just a general ectoplasm feel, constantly sending chills up her spine. A few tears began to flow down her cheeks as her boobs continued to be roughly fondled.

After some time, Bruce grew bored of her boobs and let go. He cradled the crying Melinda's face in his hands, telling her it was going to be all right, as he'll make sure she's nice and safe as long as she does whatever he wants and never tries to escape. Seeing his crazed eyes crumbled her resolve, and soon she was begging him to let her go. Ignoring her pleas, Bruce then moved behind her, out of Melinda's sight. She wondered what he was going to do when she suddenly felt ghostly fingers probing her pussy. Her eyes bulged as she realized what his plans were and she became frantic once again. However, another ghostly hand gripping her neck made her freeze up again. She apologized and told her captor that she would be a good girl, thus remaining still and letting him finger her pussy.

As much as she hated her current situation, Melinda did have to admit that Bruce had talented fingers. Even with the ghostly essence dulling her senses, it didn't take long for Melinda to get hot and her pussy to get wet. Bruce took this as a sign that Melinda did truly love him and that they were destined to be together. Melinda tried to grit her teeth and push the growing heat out of her body, but she was soon involuntarily panting, her arousal getting the better of her. Once he felt she was ready, Bruce evaporated the clothes he was wearing, leaving him naked, his cock erect and pulsating. He brushed it against her pussy entrance and Melinda instantly knew what was going on and once again begged him to stop. Not listening, Bruce stuck his ghost dick into Melinda's cunt.

Shuddering at the ghostly invasion, Melinda froze her body. Of course, she had dreams of having sex with ghosts back when she was a hormonal teenager, but never thought it was something that would ever happen. Now, she was being raped by a crazy stalker ghost. He pushed his dick into her warm tunnel slowly, and Melinda couldn't help but groan in response. He was a lot thicker than she gave him credit for and soon reached further into her than even her husband Jim did, and Jim was a young, strapping, muscular guy with a dick to match. Her pussy tried to wrap around the ghost dick, which pleased Bruce. The heat inside Melinda grew even more, soon leaving her on the edge of orgasm. 

Once he was fully inside her, Bruce grabbed Melinda's shoulders and began to pump into her earnestly. He pulled out as far as he could go without leaving her entirely and slammed back down, his dick reaching the very depths of her womb. Melinda groaned and screamed as her body was violated, but somehow his dick was violating not just her pussy, but her very soul as well. Withing minutes, she had an orgasm, shaming her greatly as the ghostly stalker continued raping her. She prayed with all her might for someone, anyone to save her from this torment, but nobody, neither from The Light or the Shadows, would come to her aid. Since he was a ghost, Bruce was able to last as long as he wanted, and he soon leaned into Melinda's back, whispering into her ear that they were going to have a lot of fun for a good, long time, causing the desperate woman to cry once again.

Some time later, Melinda woke up. Initially, she thought her torment had been nothing but a dream, but soon realized it was anything but. She had been sleeping on the cot inside the cage, after being raped and violated by Bruce the ghost for the last several hours. Realizing the ghost was nowhere to be seen, Melinda quickly got up and tried to get the cage door open, but the locked door was too strong for her to break and she didn't see the key anywhere. Not like he needed the key to torment her anyway. Looking around, she didn't see any doors, stairways, or windows. Even if she did get out, Melinda didn't see any way to escape whatever dungeon or basement she was trapped in.

Suddenly, she heard rustling, and saw a small bag drop down from a hole on the other side of the room. Then, she saw Bruce float down through the ceiling and pick up the bag. He greeted her cheerfully, still naked, and asked if she had a restful sleep after all the fun they had before. Melinda angrily told him to release her, but he ignored her, grabbing the bag and stuffing it through the bars of the cage. He revealed it was food stolen from a local fast foot place. After all, he wouldn't be a very good caretaker if he didn't feed his pet. As much as Melinda didn't want to take his food, seeing the burger caused her stomach to growl. Resigning herself, Melinda sighed and took the food, sitting on the cot and beginning to chow down. 

Happy to see his new obsession enjoying her food, Bruce sat next to Melinda. He reached around and began to fondle her tits, cooing in her ear about how much affection he was going to show her. Melinda was disgusted by the man and almost lost her appetite, but soon she was whimpering in his hands. Realizing she wasn't escaping any time soon, Melinda forced herself to eat the rest of the food and ignore the man groping her body. Bruce later moved his right hand downwards and began to rub her pussy, and as much as the woman didn't want to acknowledge him, she felt her body respond to his touch and become aroused once again.

Once she was finished, Bruce became more rigorous in his touching. He molested Melinda's body, delighting in seeing her goosebumps and hearing her whimpers to his touch. After allowing time for her stomach to settle down, Bruce pushed Melinda back onto the cot face-up, spreading her legs. Knowing there was nothing she could do to stop him, Melinda just laid there and stared at the ceiling, groaning once again as she felt the ghost cock enter her pussy. Bruce then appeared in her vision, a wide smile on his face, as he began to describe all the ways they would be spending the rest of her life together while fucking her.

Melinda's mother had always considered their gift to be a curse.

She realized her mother was correct after all.