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Rationally she knew that with the test tomorrow she still had a number of hours to understand the material but the fact she had not done so already made her feel dumb and inferior.

Since she expected the studies to take lots of time she was clothed in the bathrobe she had borrowed from her father and it felt cozy and warm. Almost a bit too warm, but with her limited wardrobe there was not many replacements that would not make end chilled if she sat a long time at her desk.

She pulled her brown hair into a knot and leaned forward to keep trying to cross reference her confusing notes with the explanation in the math book.

It was not just her nervousness, the damn computer camera in front of her was also very distracting. Currently the camera was switched off, but she knew the ghost could switch it on at any time to record clips for the Hypnoslut business. The idea to throw the camera away sounded tempting but Ronja understood that it was a poor idea. The ghost would just force her to purchase a new one.

Suddenly the door burst open as her brother entered the room without knocking. With dread she turned towards him.

He wore a confident smile as stopped in the doorway looking at her. Ronja did not need to read his mind to know that he was thinking about having sex with her. His upper body was actually naked, he was more muscled than she could recall. When had her younger brother started to bulk up so much?

His only clothes were a pair of black softpants that did very little to hide his erection. It was actually a quite impressing bulge there and Ronja made her best effort to not look directly at it.

She felt like a rabbit frozen in the headlights of an approaching truck. She needed to study, but her brother did obviously had other ideas.

Earlier this evening, their father had left them for a long trip to England. John had directly started to order her around and she had tried to gain the advantage by throwing her age at him. It had sounded like a great idea to dismiss the thought that they would do sexual things while being on their own.

In the middle of the discussion she had understood her mistake. The ghost from the mirror was manipulating things and making it look like she had the hots for her younger step brother.

Her claim that she had no interest in sex with him only meant that when the ghost made it look like she did deliberately flash nude skin or invite him to sex he was bound to think her earlier rejection was just jrt playing reluctant and that she in reality wanted to again break the incest taboo.

Ronja blushed deeply as she recalled how the ghost earlier had arranged for John to find her constrained by bondage gear with condoms lying on the bed behind her. A hypnotic trigger had made her mute at the beginning of the sex, but when she recovered her voice she had lacked the willpower to tell him to stop fucking her. The sex had felt too good to stop in the middle of action.

John did without doubt have very good reason to think that she wanted to have a hidden affair with him.

“I got your note,” John said interrupting her train of thoughts.

Ronja had not written any note, the ghost had used hypnosis to again get her into trouble.

“Ah, the note...” Ronja mumbled, forcing a smile on her lips. “Pretty funny joke, don’t you think?”

“A joke?” John asked as he gave her a skeptical glance.

Ronja hesitated about if she should try to spin the tale that she had not meant it literally what the ghost had written in the note. Problem was just that it seemed risky since she did not know anything about what was written on the note.

She did not want her step brother to learn about existence of the ghost. The ghost had only revealed it had left her brother a note together with the filthy dog costume and the amateur tape of her fucking Mark and his dog. In the movie she was acting like an actual dog due to her classmate Jonathan’s evil hypnotic trigger and did have the dog cock in her pussy and Marks cock deep down her throat.

“You did not want me helping you with your math?” John asked.

Ronja stared at him totally perplexed, she had never expected the ghost to mention her homework.

Actually it kind of made sense when she thought about it. Her brother might be fond of invading her room without asking, but that had been the limit of things. Before things turned weird between them they had as step siblings worked hard to get a good relationship.

Her brother was turning more and more demanding and abusive, but Ronja had to admit she was the actual corrupting influence. It was of course the ghost messing with things, but her brother knew nothing about that but thought he was responding to Ronja wanting him sexually.

The idea that she was using her need to get help with her math as excuse to give him leverage over her would fit perfectly with his belief that she wanted to be forced into having sex with him.

She looked at him and he gave her a wide smile, but there was something hidden there.

In his eyes she saw a determination that made her cringe in discomfort. He was looking at her like she was his sex toy and Ronja did not know how to react.

“I have a exam in statistics but don’t understand it at all, you think you can help?” Ronja asked to break the silence, she felt the needed to distract herself and talking about school seemed like the only safe subject.

“Easily, remember that makerspace I hang out at some times. There is a young scientist club attached to it so I have heard more than a few advanced statistics lectures,” John said.

Ronja had very little knowledge about John’s activities at the makerspace, but if there was a scientist club connected to the makerspace his claim about being able to help her seemed plausible. He had spent literally tons of time there and she knew he had Carol’s mind for doing math.

It was a shame she had rubbed his younger age in his face earlier today. The chances that she could get him to help her now by just making a plea as a sister seemed slim. Especially if the ghost had used the note to offer some kind of sexual trade for help with the studies.

Her mouth felt dry and she tried to swallow. It was so unnerving that she had no idea what the ghost had offered in return for him helping her with the math.

She could not help giggling, of course the ghost had something sinister planned. The ghost was bound to have some evil catch hidden in the note that would make her regret this, but the exam was also filling her with dread. Without some serious assistance she was bound to fail and could she really turn down the chance to

What did it really matter if she tried to resist what the ghost had planned?

Going by how easily the ghost dominated her life it was only a matter of time before he forced Ronja to fuck her step brother again even if she managed to dodge this particular occasion. At least it sounded like she would this time get something valuable in return.

She looked towards her computer, the computer camera was of course by now running and capturing every detail of the exchange.

The thought of their talk and upcoming sex be recorded and sold to visitors to the Hypnoslut site actually made her kind of horny. Ronja blushed at the realization that she actually felt excited at having her body exposed to strangers.

All the sex she was forced into was warping her perspectives. The honest truth was that she was starting to enjoy the sexual excitement so much that it was becoming harder and harder to resist and pretend she was not a wanton slut.

She felt a tingle in her loins as she used the slut word to describe herself. All her uprising told her that there was no way she should want to call herself that. On the other hand she was building an actual addiction to sex and the current situation made her sex tingle in anticipation of John staring in a porno without him ever knowing it.

Her nervousness about her brothers attitude towards her was still there, but the knowledge that he was getting taped without knowing it was blunting the worst of it.

“If we should do this I want to hear you say the conditions on how much we will do so there is no confusions,” Ronja said.

She made sure to avoid his gaze, she did not know if she could hold her nerve if saw him looking at her like a sexual toy again.

She actually felt pretty clever about her question. To not accept what the ghost wrote on the note in blind faith was smart. A positive benefit of getting him to talk was also that she would get a sequence on tape that would make the eventual movie clip more believable and hopefully easier to sell.

“Sure,” John said. “I will help you with your math while you in compensation agree to do some roleplaying with me while you wear three sets of cosplay costumes.”

“Cosplaying?” Ronja asked alarmed. If John made her wear costumes the hypnotic trigger would make it more than an act for Ronja.

“Yea, it is your idea so why act so much drama like, the idea of you pretending to be somebody as I help you with studies is simply awesome. The game of how long we can go before we get distracted sounds like lots fun,” John told her with a wide grin on his lips.

“It just sounds so brutal when you saying it like that, you being my brother and so,” Ronja complained.

She forced herself to say the disgusting words since they would fit the obvious theme of the movie recorded. Sex with between step siblings seemed like a big thing among porn watchers and not making use of the family relation seemed like a shame.

“This is sounding brutal compared to the kinkiness you have exposed me to!” John exclaimed and laughed. “Remember when you had me walk in on you after you had bondage sex with an actual dog and this evening you gave me porno with the same dog.”

Ronja blushed in response, “I didn’t plan it like that. More like a safety that unfortunately had to be used,” she lied as she felt tingling in her loins.

In truth it had all been the ghost and Ronja had been forced to learn to live with the experience of her brother seeing her utter humiliation.

“Bestiality sex was not something I have been thinking about before that day, but I suppose you have your computer filled with such. Right?” John asked.

Ronja thought about the bestiality channel that the ghost had subscribed her to, there was by now actually more than a few such emails in her inbox. Emails that she might not have checked herself in detail, but she had not deleted them either. After all it was purchased with her money and putting them in trash seemed like a waste.

“That was a revealing blush,” John taunted and Ronja realized she had indeed turned crimson.

“None of your business,” Ronja squealed.

“Okay,” John said. “Anyway, do we have a deal?”

“Yes a deal. Help me pass the exam and I will cosplay for you as we study provided I am comfortable with the costumes,” Ronja agreed with a sigh.



“Great, I get the costume,” John said and left the room.

Ronja frowned, what kind of costume could he possibly have already prepared...the answer was suddenly painfully obvious.

“Ghost, what the fuck is this?” Ronja asked, struggling to keep her voice quiet enough to not be heard by her step brother.

“Nothing out of the ordinary. Your note just told him that you wanted to have the first math lesson in your dog costume. Try to sneak out of that one,” the ghost responded.

“What!” Ronja exclaimed.

“It is the first of the three costumes,” the ghost responded in a cheery voice.

“Are you crazy, the hypnosis will make me act like a dog if I wear the costume so how can I possible benefit from study help!” Ronja exclaimed.

“I think it will be a hilarious movie clip for the hypnoslut business,” the ghost replied.

“But I need the help for the exam!” Ronja pleaded.

“I don’t care about your exam, you should have been more careful about what you agree to,” the ghost responded.

Ronja wanted to continue complaining but now she heard John returning. She had no choice but to turn silent, letting John know about the ghost seemed like a really bad deal. What if they formed some kind of evil pact to mess even more with her?

John came into the room with bag with the dog costume in hand and a wide grin on his lips.

“This will be so much fun,” he said.

“Could we start with the math before I use the costume?” Ronja asked.

“Nah...I really like the thought of you acting like a dog as I teach you the statistics,” John said.

“Oh please, come on. This exam is important for me,” Ronja pleaded.

“It was your idea, put on the costume now!” John ordered and pushed the bag over to Ronja.

Ronja swallowed, there seemed no way out of this. Claiming that she had changed her mind about the dog costume that he believed she had given him might raise all kind of weird questions.

She needed John’s help and ghost had made sure she must degrade herself or to answer questions she did not want her brother to put into words.

“Mind to give me some privacy,” Ronja mumbled as she gave in.

“Like I have not seen you naked before,” John said, his hand rubbing his erection through the cloth of his pants.

Ronja sighed deeply and pulled her bath robe off, below it she had no clothes. The grin of his lips as she saw her breasts come free actually raised a slight tingle inside of her. Acting obedient like this felt sexy and honestly maybe her reluctance was more part of an act than any serious desire to not have the sex.

How many times had spread her legs now while claiming to herself that she did not have a choice?

She bent down to pick the dog costume up and could not help herself from trying to give the camera the best possible view of her nude body. Bending down with straight legs she let her left leg drift a bit backwards so that her pussy would be become visible.

The excitement from knowing others would watch it later as she was doing it was enough to allow her to moan without really faking it.

“Is there an unknown hypnotic trigger in play here that makes me excited while stripping?” Ronja wondered.

Actually it felt kind of silly to ask the question as she arrange the costume to be able to step into it. This simple act was making her far too horny for it to be a natural reaction.

She looked up towards her brother that stood there with his hand in his pants. The whole thing felt so incredibly dirty as she stood there totally naked in front of her brother. A brief smile passed over her lips as she look directly at the camera as stepped into the costume.

“Can you pull the zipper up?” she groaned as stood there in the dog costume feeling air flow freely over her exposed pussy and tits. He stepped forward and as the zipper closed Ronja felt the hypnotic trigger overriding her conscious will. She was on the floor panting in excitement like a real dog.

Actually not just a dog, but a dog in heat. Her previous experience with the costume was affecting her perspective and felt her pussy as she imagined his cock stretching her insides.

John stared at her in amazement as she crawled around on the floor while wiggling her naked ass in his direction.

“This is awesome sis,” he mumbled and all Ronja could do in response what to make a happy barf as her body tried to make him mount her directly on the floor.

He moved over to Ronja’s desk and checked her mathematics book. Ronja could do nothing but to tag along and sit by her feet.

“I know this stuff, heard a talk about this last autumn at the club. What to suck on my cock while I explain it to you?” John asked.

It felt like a silly position for a lecture, but Ronja could not respond in any way but to grind her face to his pants. For the moment sex with her brother seemed like the ultimate prize.

He pushed his pants down and his cock came into view, Ronja the dog leaned forward to start licking.

John started his explanations as Ronja faithfully licked and sucked on his cock. He groaned as he felt her whirling her lips around his hardness.

“I want you to sit in my lap,” he urged her after a while. It sounded awkward to share the same chair, but Ronja as dog was happy to try to obey and climbed up into the chair.

The real Ronja understood that he meant her to sit in his lap like a normal person, but as a dog she tried to squat in his laps.

It was every bit as awkward as Ronja had suspected, but on the plus side her naked sex was touching his exposed cock. It felt so incredibly good that she could not help herself to slide back and forward over his hard boner.

John groaned in discomfort at her full weight on his legs, but there was also lust there as he felt the tip of his cock brush the outer lips of her pussy.

He pushed her forward until her front paws was resting at the table and this reduced the weight enough for the position to work better. His hard cock was sliding into her sex as Ronja sat directly in front of the camera and acting like a dog in heat.

John actually kept talking for a while, the words passing right through Ronja that was caught in moment of trying to make him cum inside her.

“We are not using any protection,” Ronja realized with dread but her body kept playing the role of dog in heat.

There was no way a dog would care that John had ended his lecture or that continued fucking might make her pregnant. A dog in heat actually wanted to become pregnant, she was reaching new levels of excitement as her body tried to make him cum inside of her so her pussy could take his cum.

Ronja panted loudly as he her brothers cock kept thrusting deep into her. The real Ronja strained to find a way to break free, but the hypnosis had her locked in the role of dog bitch wishing to have puppies in front of the camera.

Finally John trembled as his cock spilled its cum inside her and Ronja’s body happily panted in excitement as she tried to grind her pussy as hard as possible to his to make sure not to not spill any drops.

He groaned as she continued to grind her body to his and urged her to jump down onto the floor. Ronja finally followed his suggestion and sat at his feet panting happily.

She wanted to tell him of their unprotected sex, but as a dog she could of course not talk.

“You are really into this acting dog thing, shall we move over to the television?” he asked her.

Ronja could only barf happily and crawl after him downstairs to the living room. In the middle of room she could see the camera Jonathan had used to tape her lying on the floor. John must have prepared this setup before he came to her room.

“Okay time to see what kind of video you wanted us to watch as I fuck you,” John said.

Ronja wanted to shake her head in disbelief, this was so messed up on so many levels. Trouble was just as a dog in heat she could not talk. She tried to calm herself with that if she must watch herself fuck master together with her brother she preferred to do it while cosplaying as a dog. At least that would prevent her from having to respond verbally to John.

John pushed the play button and sat down on the couch. Ronja sat by his feet looking at the television. It felt surreal as she saw herself in dog costume meeting master and them sniffing on each other.

“Actual bestiality porn with some dude watching. Or is he actually really blind, who is he?” John asked.

Ronja could of course not answer, but she felt her body getting more excited. On the movie she ssaw herself sucking on Mark’s cock and her body trembled in anticipation for Master to get busy.

It felt so wickedly good to watch the dog first licking her sex and then start to push its hard cock into her sex. The view was perfect so that she could both see the dog cock entering her sex and the bulge in her throat as she deepthroated Mark’s cock.

A part of her was amazed that she actually knew how deepthroat such large cock, maybe it was just instinct from her acting like a dog in heat.

She could feel wetness dripping from her cunt. John’s cum mixed with her own wetness. The dog wanted him to fuck her again and give her puppies.

She wiggled her sex in front of him but it seemed like he still had not fully recovered from the previous climax inside her sex.

Ronjas panted in sexual need. Before her descent into sin she would never imagined she would find an actual dog cock exciting, but now she had to admit to herself that she truly did. Masters cock was connected to so much memories of pleasure that she squirmed in excitement as she saw the dog on the video pound her sex mercilessly.

“I think I get what you are after. You want me to doggy fuck you as you watch yourself getting pounded by that dog?” John asked.

Ronja barfed happily as turned to look at him. Inside of her she wanted to scream the word protection but as a dog in heat her body yearned for the unprotected sex to give her puppies.

She leaned forward and felt the need to wiggle her tail. Of course she did not have any real tail, but she heard his groans of excitement as she wiggled her ass in front of him.

Within moments he was kneeling behind her and pushed his cock into her eager sex. Inside her Ronja cringed at the wet sound of his cock slipping into her already cum filled pussy. If she had been out of the costume she could have rushed to the bathroom to take a shower but as this sex continued she had his cum inside her sex longer and longer.

It felt do dirty seeing the dog pounding her sex as John took every chance to stretch her inside. With John already having come once the sex took longer time now so Ronja got to watch the whole tape with Mark and the dog. Finally she saw Master dragging her backwards with the knot filling her sex totally.

The visual and the stimulation was enough for Ronja to climax and she could not help herself from howling. This also took John over the edge and grunting in lust he delivered another load inside her unprotected sex.

He pulled out and Ronja sat on the floor beside him wondering when she ever could get out of the dog costume. As a dog she could not control her fingers enough to pull down the zipper.

Her brother seemed dangerously fond of her acting like a dog and did not know she had no choice about to continue the act.

“Enough fun for an evening,” John said and stretched over and pulled the zipper of her dog costume down.

With a sigh of relief Ronja pulled the top of dog costume off her. She thought about getting out of the costume totally, but then realized that this would leave her totally naked in front of John. She did her best to cover her nipples with her arm.

It felt silly after all their recent sex, but it was still her step brother that was looking at her with such lust in his eyes.

“You are really into acting like a dog?” John teased.

“I suppose I am,” Ronja replied as she tried to decide if was a good or a bad idea to reveal the cosplay trigger for John.

From one point of view letting him know might avoid her ending in some kind of awkward costume that would really make her degrade herself, but on the other hand she did not want him to know about Jonathan. Could she get through two more costumes without revealing the secret?

“Did I act convincingly?” she finally asked after remembering John’s old fantasy on putting her into hypnosis. Letting him know what kind of hold Jonathan had on her might make him obsessed with getting the same kind of power over her. Especially since he had become sexually obsessed with her.

Ronja herself would of course not willingly reveal the hypnotic trigger to her brother, but the ghost or even Jonathan might teach John the trigger just for the fun of her humiliation.

“You seemed pretty caught up in acting like a dog. Did you understand anything of my statistics explanation?” John asked.

Ronja felt peculiar as she considered his question. Strangely enough she could actually recall all his explanations. Something about her being in hypnotized state seemed to have made her able to memorize what he had told her while controlled by the hypnotic trigger. It actually felt like she understood the damn subject in a way she never had before.

“I actually recall it,” she mumbled and looked down at her sex where cum was still slowly leaking out.

Should she let him know about their unprotected sex?

“Great, seems like we got a fair trade,” John said and got up from the coach. His words did not match the glance in her direction.

She shivered in dread as she saw the raw desire there as he clearly was thinking about them having sex again. Actually it was not about them having and kind of consensual sex, he was clearly thinking about her serving him sexually and Ronja felt totally helpless.

Her own stepbrother would have his way with her and slutty body would turn wet and horny as he required her sexual obedience.

He picked up the recorder and left the room. Ronja was too worn out mentally to object to him taking the porn movie with her, Mark and the dog.

Ronja looked after him and then looked down at her messy pussy. First thing in the morning would be a day after pill and getting herself on the pill. She could clearly not trust on all her sex partners to always remember protection. That it was her brother who first broke the taboo of having unprotected sex with her felt totally weird.

* * *

Ronja had been used to be broke for so long that it felt like pure luxury as she paid for contraceptives. Of course it was not really her own money, but part of the emergency cash she got from her father for food while he was away.

She did not actually feel very bad about it, if John had one meal less it would be fitting considering he was the one that came inside her last evening without any thought about protection.

She went into the restroom and anxiously she ripped up the packing for the day after medicine. It was such an innocent looking little pill.

With a satisfied smile on her lips she took some water in her hand and swallowed the pill.

“What was that?” the ghost asked.

“Day after pill, so I don’t get pregnant,” Ronja responded absent minded.

“Amazing, do they actually have after the fact contraceptives these days!” the ghost exclaimed.

“Weird that you could be so technological savvy, but don’t know about things like that,” Ronja responded.

“Actually I learned about computer stuff by reading one of your books while you were sleeping. You did not have any books about modern medicine,” the ghost responded.

Ronja realized she had a couple of books about technology in her bookcase that John had given her. Honestly she had barely read any of them herself.

“So you intend to put yourself on birth control now?” the ghost asked.

“Looks like I have little choice,” Ronja complained.

“There is always the choice to have a baby,” the ghost taunted.

“Like hi Maria, guess what but I actually have got myself pregnant despite me being lesbian, you want to become a stepmom?” Ronja responded.

“That talk would be truly hilarious,” the ghost commented.

“If you cause a break up with Maria I will literally kill myself!” Ronja threatened. She was not sure she really meant it, but it was the only threat she could imagine that would have an impact on ghost.

“Relax, your relationship with Maria is covered by our deal,” the ghost answered.

Ronja decided to not respond and exited the rest room. She hoped she had been alone in there, she had never checked if she had company before she started chatting with the ghost. Hopefully any listener would just think she was crazy when they heard only her part of the discussion.

She checked her phone but there was nothing there. Neither Maria nor Jonathan had sent anything.

She frowned at the silence from Maria, the bondage sex with Mikaela had gone reasonable well but after that Maria had turned kind of distant.

It was still early morning, maybe Maria had not woken up yet.

* * *

Maria yawned as she struggled to get wake up. Her phone was ringing at the same time there was a knock on her door.

“Maria are you awake ?” Maria’s mom Anna asked.

“I’m awake...” Maria growled still partly asleep.

“I think you should get ready for school now. I am heading off to work now so I wanted to make sure you were awake,” Anna said.

“Thanks mom,” Maria said as she realized her phone was still ringing. Who could be so determined to get in touch with her?

With a flutter in her stomach she thought about Ronja, she had avoided calling her back last evening. It made sense that her girlfriend was worried, but Maria had needed the time off to consider the black mailing letters she had received.

She picked up her phone and found it to be an unknown number.

“Maria,” she answered.

“Tick toc, tick toc,” she heard Mikaela say on the other side of the line. It was the damn blackmailer that had captured picture after picture of her yesterday as she abused poor Ronja.

“Wait, you must not send out those letters!” Maria pleaded as rapidly sat up.

She felt herself blushing deeply as she recalled the pictures. Ronja bound in a latex servant clothes and Maria abusing her like a crazy manic.

She shuddered as she recalled the look of utter pain on Ronja’s face. She had not understood how much she hurt Ronja until she saw the pictures. Ronja reputation would be damaged by the pictures but for Maria it would horrible. All their classmates would believe that Maria was a monster if they ever saw those pictures of her hurting Ronja.

“My inbox is empty!” Mikaela threatened.

“What?” Maria responded. “I just woke up. What are you talking about?”

“Oh, a late sleeper. I assumed you had seen my text by now,” Mikaela said.

“I have not seen any texts,” Maria said. “Please don’t spread those pictures!” she pleaded.

“I want you send over a movie clip of yourself doing something kinky,” Mikaela said.

“I need to go to school soon. What do you mean with kinky?” Maria asked.

“Surprise me and I will forget about using the pictures for now. Do you have a bed post or something that you can push up your cunt?” Mikaela asked.

“Ehh, no bed posts on my bed, but I suppose I do have a dildo,” Maria answered.

“That will do for now,” Mikaeala ordered. “Get yourself naked and use your webcam to record as you use your dildo. If you stop before you are finished you do it on your own peril.”

“No, you will get even more black mail material if I agree to do that,” Maria objected.

“You seriously think I need anything more? You are my bitch now or do you want me to turn to your girlfriend instead?” Mikaela threatened.

“No please, I will do it,” Maria responded and hurried to start her computer. Crying in shame she followed the instructions to set up her webcam to transmit live capture to her blackmailer.

She stripped of her night clothes and picked up the ivory dildo. Somehow it did not look as amazing as it had done last night when somebody, she suspected it to be John, had said the spell to make the compulsion to fuck the dildo activate again and again for a couple of hours.

The cam did not really give a good view of the bed and she sat down nude in front of the computer.

Mikaela had ended the phone call, but Maria assumed she was busy watching the live stream from her webcam.

She let the tip of the dildo play up and down her slit. The whole thing felt so very weird. She supposed that her proud and brave girlfriend would have less of a problem with displaying her body like this.

It always gave Maria a tingle in her sex as she saw how beautiful Ronja dared to show her body for the world and express her sexuality without shame. Herself she was much too shy to display herself in that fashion.

Exposing some skin as she exercised was the natural limit for Maria and now she had to force herself to do this, giving her blackmailer a solo show. She must do this to make sure that poor Ronja never had experience that sadistic bitch again.

She shuddered as she recalled the picture of herself spanking Ronja with a paddle. Dominating her girlfriend and attaching more and more weights to her nipples when it was clear they were already stretched to give horrible pain had felt so damn exciting.

At least she could use the memory of the excitement now as she took the dildo into her sex. Using the large dildo to again to explore every part of the inside of her sex.

It actually felt pretty good. She felt herself starting to get excited. The magic of the dildo might not be active, but with so much enforced sex with the dildo she was literally turning wet just by playing around with the dildo.

The only thing holding her pleasure back was the disturbing web cam that captured every detail of the dildo stretching her sex.

Maria’s phone rang, she glanced over at it and found it to be Ronja. She really wanted to pick it up, her girlfriend would normally text her so if she used the phone she really wanted to talk,

If only she could finish this masturbation quickly so she could answer. She worked in a frantic pace but she was still not really comfortable with being taped. She blushed deeply as she thought of her blackmailer watching this tape.

She did not need to fake any excitement when playing with the dildo, but she was still not there with the camera disturbing her peace of mind.

The phone stopped ringing and Maria sighed in disappointment as she tried to make herself climax.

She was starting to get there when the phone rang again, it was still Ronja there. It seemed plausible that her sweet girlfriend was so worried that she would keep trying to get in contact until she succeeded.

Maria could not take it anymore, she must hear Ronja’s voice right now.

“Hello sweetheart,” Maria said while still working the dildo out and in of herself.

“Hi there beloved, how are you doing?” Ronja said.

“I am doing great,” Maria said. It was partly a lie and partly true.

“Are you doing it like right now?” Ronja asked.

“Hmm...ahh...what do you think?” Maria breathed into the phone.

“Like a spell doing it?” Ronja wondered.

“No spell...but I am….using….it….thinking about you,” Maria breathed in the phone. It was actually working, her excitement was climbing to new levels as she was talking to her beloved as she masturbated.

“You have no idea how glad this makes me, I was starting to get a bit worried from the silence,” Ronja said.

“Ah...sorry about not answering. Had to think...oh...this feels so good...could you like talk dirty to me as I masturbate,” Maria said as drilled her hole with the dildo.

“Eh...I would like to... but I am like waiting outside the classroom,” Ronja responded.

“Seems like I forgot about the time while thinking about you,” Maria whispered into the phone, this was no lie. It felt so wickedly good to hear Ronja’s voice as she masturbated.

“I want to be with you. I want to do...things...with you. I want to go urban exploring with you,” Ronja whispered very silently into the phone.

Maria wondered if any class mates was hearing her talk, but their secret seemed safe since they could not know who Ronja was talking to.

“I have this lead on some very special exploring,” Maria said as she pleasured herself as much as she could. The dildo felt so very wonderful.

“This evening?” Ronja asked.

“Let’s do it,” Maria said and just like that she came hard.

Her sex contracting again and again around the hard dildo that she had just used to drill her eager puusy. She trashed around so that she dropped out of her chair and ended on the floor with a bang.

It did not matter because she was still so very excited about being Ronja’s girlfriend. She lay there on the floor in the happy afterglow of her climax.

She had been so worried about their relationship turning weird or broken after the rough sex yesterday, but she had heard the anticipation in Ronja’s voice. Her girlfriend she still wanted her and had not been spooked by the accidental abuse.

Everything was still great between them and this night they would go urban exploring again.

Her phone beeped again and she picked it up. The text read “That was satisfying, looking forward to something new tomorrow. Maybe you can show off your sexy muscles with some exercises...”

The black mailers text took some of the sweetness out of the afterglow, but for the moment Maria could stand it. She would find a way to keep the black mailer at bay without letting it damage her wonderful relationship with Ronja.

In moments like this it felt totally safe to tell her family about having a girlfriend, a shame that she was home alone after her parents had gone to work. She doubted it would feel as safe later, why must it be so hard to admit that she had a girlfriend?

A part of her knew why, would really her parents see the free spirited real Ronja that Maria saw or would they be stuck on appearance and think that Ronja dressed like a real slut?

Considering their image of her was probably the nice girl appearance that Ronja had before it seemed a real risk her parents would react very weirdly if they both learned they had a gay daughter and that her girlfriend had made such drastic change of wardrobe and style. Her parents would really hate it Maria followed Ronja’s example.

Maria pushed the thoughts away and hurried to the bathroom, she was already way late for school and must hurry up.

* * *

Ronja smiled as she left the class room after the math exam. It was truly not her best subject so success in this context was that she thought she had managed to pass the exam just barely.

The parts she memorized by hypnosis from John last night had been a great help, but it was not like that automatically told her how to do the actual calculations.

Maria had left the exam early and this meant she most probably did ace the exam again like usual. Ronja looked after her outside, but she could not see her in the crowd outside the class room.

Suddenly she was standing in front of Jonathan that was literally undressing her with his stare. Considering how many times he had seen her naked by now she supposed he had not problem to imagine her without clothes.

She felt a flutter of nervousness, what if he directed her to do something that intruded on her and Maria’s plans for the evening?

“Hope you did well on the exam,” Jonathan said. “Myself I am unsure if I passed. My girlfriend Julia came over last evening pissed about me neglecting her, it did totally disturb my study plans.”

“Paying attention to your girlfriend is a really good idea,” Ronja said. Working hard to keep the scorn out of her voice.

Jonathan was such a hypocrite that continued to date Julia while he messed around with Ronja in all possible ways.

“Yes, it is Julia’s birthday at the weekend. She wants us to spend the upcoming days to plan for a costume party for the whole class and all her friends,” Jonathan said.

“Costume party?” Ronja asked filled with dread. It would be so awkward if the hypnotic triggers about cosplaying were still active.

“Yea, who could have guessed,” Jonathan mumbled embarrassed. “I’m thinking on the benefits of a very mundane costume if you get what I mean, you having similar thoughts?”

Ronja gave him a tired stare, did he really not mean to release her from the hypnotic trigger?

He saw her, but shook his head silently. Ronja could not tell if he did not know how to undo the hypnotic trigger or if he did not have time now with Julia now demanding his attention.

Julia came walking down the corridor and like always she caught all the attention. Actually that might not be entirely true. A number of the guys, but also a girl named Marianne, was splitting their attention between Julia and Ronja.

The change had been so subtle over time that Ronja had not really noticed, but her tight tops and short skirts was making her visible in a way she never had been before. Of course not visible in the way Ronja had wished for, they were all seeing her body and little else.

Julia moved past them with a slight frown on her lips as she saw Ronja and Jonathan hurried to join her.

Ronja pushed the thoughts away, she needed to prepare for the next lesson. Hopefully she could sit next to Maria and ask for some details on the upcoming urban exploring.

* * *

“Are you sore after yesterday?” Maria asked as they left the building. School was over for the day and she finally got around to ask the question she had dreaded all day.

Ronja and Maria had hung out for most of the day and it had been great, but somehow she still had problems believing that Ronja did not hate her after yesterdays abuse during the wild bondage experience.

“Oh, I suppose I am, but it is not something I have been thinking on,” Ronja responded with a blush. “There was no permanent damage so who am I to complain?”

Ronja blushed as she recalled the sex, the abuse had been over the top but somehow it had not killed all the excitement. She did not want to think of what that made her.

She threw a quick glance at Maria who blushed in response as she opened her mouth to say something but then closed it again.

Ronja gave Maria her best supporting nod, and this made Maria actually start talking. “I actually saw the bondage gear at your home earlier, but I did not dare ask you about it. Where you thinking about me when you bought it?”

“I...it is kind of complicated,” Ronja mumbled. “I actually bought it before we hooked up, like a really big box with all sorts of stuff and I never intended to buy it all and misunderstood the size and the price. I expected just a few items but when it came it was not like the mild stuff I had expected and the price literally made me broke.”

“I see,” Maria answered with a flat one in her voice, but then tried to continue with a more playful tone. “I wonder, did you like think on using it on a girl or did you imagine yourself bound?”

The question had been on Maria’s mind ever since she saw the gear for the first time. She did almost add the question if Ronja had thought about using the gear on her best friend, but she did not dare to ask. Her mouth felt dry and she swallowed as she briefly imagined herself bound at the mercy of Ronja.

“No clear idea really, it was more like a random purchase,” Ronja replied, dodging the question. It felt like she must say something more so she continued. “Given what I know now I would prefer to be bound I think, but I am not very thrilled of doing a threesome again if you get what I mean.”

“You did not dig sex with her?” Maria asked.

“She is very bad news. You are the one I want to be with,” Ronja promised.

Maria was having kind of guilty look on face, but Ronja decided to not press the issue. Maria thought it was on her to have dragged them into the bondage sex with Mikaela and Ronja saw little reason to reveal the truth.

The black mailing assistant teacher was history and Maria feeling a bit guilty about the bondage sex would perhaps make it more easy to stand Ronja doing kinky stuff in the future.

“This relations talk is awesome, but I need to give more details about tonight than the tiny hints you said during the day. I am dying of curiosity,” Ronja said,

“Okay, this is a kind of risky urban exploring but I think it will be fun. There is a construction work done on Stora Nygatan 1 in Gamla stan and rumor says entry is possible,” Maria said.

“Renovation projects is usually just lots of dust and little to see, what is so special about that address?” Ronja asked.

“There is a rumor of a ghost haunting the place,” Maria said with a smirk on her face.

“A ghost, I did not think you believed in such?” Ronja asked.

“I did not believe in magic before you proved me wrong, so who knows...maybe there are ghosts too,” Maria said, still with the same smirk on her lips.

“Okay, does the ghost have a name or is just another random ghost from the Stockholm bloodbath?” Ronja wondered.

“No, not something connected to the bloodbath. It is Axel von Fernsen that is rumored to haunt the place,” Maria responded.

“Marie Antoinette’s lover?” Ronja asked.

“Actually I think that rumor was never confirmed but yes von Fersen was involved in the attempted escape of royal family to Verennes,” Maria responded.

“I start to recall a bit from history class. He had the position Earl Marschal when he ran into trouble with false rumors about him poisoning the prince and he was lynched on the open street literally in front of soldiers that refused to help him. Why would he haunt some house close to the subway?” Ronja asked.

“No, it is not that part of the street. Number one is located close by Riddarhuset across the water from the Swedish Parliament building. Axel von Fersen died on Riddarholmen on the other side of bridge, but before that he tried to find refuge in a restaurant. That is why he is believed to hunt the location of the old restaurant,” Maria replied.

“Oh, it is one of those grand houses not far from hell,” Ronja said.

“Hell?” Maria asked perplexed.

“Just checking if you have done your research. If you follow the Storkyrkobrinken from that address towards the castle there is street where the executioner used to live and people called it hell because it was north of the church and had an executioner living there,” Ronja replied. “Anyway, I don’t know if I so very keen on urban exploring some renovation site. What makes you interested in this one?”

“Okay, I get what you mean,” Maria said. “Thing that got me interested is that there is supposed to be possible to get into the backyard of the house. It is one of the old houses in Gamla stan but for the moment without any person living there at the moment so it is open for exploring. It is a once in a lifetime possibility. I also don’t think there will lots of dust, the building is old enough so they must use authentic methods when they do the restoration.”

“When you put it like this, it sounds more interesting, but it must be hours before we can attempt anything in such a public place, what is the plan?” Ronja said.

“Oh, forgot to tell you. I have seats reserved at a nice creperi close to the Mosebacke square. I know you are short on money, but it is my treat this time.” Maria said.

“Awesome!” Ronja exclaimed.

* * *

“This is so cosy, the personal seem to be french,” Ronja said as they relaxed after eating the food.

The restaurant was everything she had hoped about. The furniture of the room had a sailor theme, but best was that you could look directly into the kitchen where they were making the pancakes.

Actually that was not the best at all, Maria was sitting on the other side of the table and Ronja could not stop watching her.

Her girlfriend was of course wearing sensible clothes for the nights urban exploring. Her pair of jeans and the black sweater was nothing special, but they were tight enough to remind Ronja of her curves. On the other hand Maria had for once added lipstick and a more visible dark shade for her eye lashes than usual. The colors fit her red hair perfectly.

Considering that Maria almost never used any makeup it was obvious she was making an effort for this date. The result was simply stunning and Ronja was amazed how good her girlfriend looked.

Ronja felt a tingle inside her as she imagined making love to her girlfriend while she still wore the makeup.

“I learned about the place from the paper and the review said that this place had very french service in every aspect of the word,” Maria said with a giggle.

“Good that you speak a bit of french then,” Ronja suggested.

“Not by any means good enough to dare to open my mouth around a french serving personal,” Maria answered as she faked a scared face.

Ronja laughed and put her hand on Maria’s hand. She saw Maria take a deep breath as they touched and then Maria beamed at her.

“I know that you said you would pay the tab, but I actually have some cash right now. Peter are on a visit to my stepmother and left me some money to buy food with,” Ronja said.

“You are on your own with John?” Maria asked with concern in her voice. “How does that work out?”

“It is kind of awkward, he seems to think our incident with him was not an accident and that I want to do it again,” Ronja admitted with a deep blush.

Some part of her screamed at herself for ruining the moment, but she hated keeping secrets from her girlfriend and felt an urge to take the opportunity to give even more hints about why things were so weird with John.

“Oh, but he is your...” Maria mumbled. She looked around and decided the restaurant was too crowded to finish that sentence. “It must be horrible. I wish I could do something.”

“No worry my love. I can manage my brother,” Ronja lied.

“Seriously I mean it!” Maria exclaimed. “I feel I should offer you to stay at my place or something, but that would kind of require me to come out of the closet and tell my parents about us.”

Ronja hated how the dimples spots on Maria’s cheeks had disappeared as the discussion had turned more serious.

“No, you don’t have to force yourself to do that just so I can avoid John,” Ronja said.

“It is just so lame that I don’t dare to tell my parents,” Maria complained.

“You are not alone in keeping it secret,” Ronja said as she comforted Maria’s hand.

The previous sparkle of the moment had disappeared even if Maria still looked so very lovely to Ronja.

“I guess you are tight, Care for some pancakes for dessert?” Maria asked.

“I think I am fine, you want something?” Ronja wondered.

“I am full, shall we take a walk?” Maria asked.

Ronja nodded and they left the restaurant. When they got outside Maria turned her step up along the street towards the Mosebacke square. Ronja smiled and followed; the viewpoint up by the square seemed as a good place as any to wait for the right time for their planned urban exploring.

Ronja so regretted she had ruined the moment in restaurant. She almost been squirming in sexual excitement when she had the bad idea of talking about sharing the tab and got into the subject of her brother. It felt so stupid in hindsight.

A short while later they arrived at the square and Maria walked by the theater towards the walking bridge to the elevator that took you directly down the mountainside.

The view from walking bridge was great. Far below them they could see the lights of the cars moving past the Slussen subway station. On the other side of the station was the lake in front of their destination of Gamla Stan.

“The church towers sure look pretty in the night,” Ronja said as she slipped closer to Maria as she watched the lit towers.

“I agree,” Maria said. “The church over there is the one on Riddarholmen where Axel von Fersen was murdered so our destination should be the houses over the bridge.”

“Hey, romantic moment!” Ronja complained.

“Just teasing you,” Maria giggled as she wrapped her body closer to Ronja’s. Ronja smiled in response, but then understood her girlfriend most likely could not read her expression in the pale light.

Ronja put her hand on the hem of Maria jeans and let one of her fingers slip below the cloth and trace the top of Maria’s panties.

Maria sighed in delight and returned the favor by letting her right hand slide over Ronja’s hip. With no constricting jeans in the way but just Ronja’s short skirt it only took moments before the cloth was pulled up. Maria’s finger traced Ronja ass and then pulled them closer together.

“Should take use just a quarter of hour if we walk there, plenty of time for us to do more stuff before we go. Right?” Ronja whispered in Maria’s ear. Putting every part of her lust into those words.

“What if somebody comes here on the way towards the elevator,” Maria objected.

“I suppose they will see two half naked girls making out,” Ronja whispered into Maria’s ear as she twisted around so she had her leg between Maria’s leg so they scissored each other.

“No, I rather die that be naked in public,” Maria objected.

Ronja raised her leg and rubbed Maria’s sex through the clothes. Maria moaned as she felt the stimulation. Ronja increased her effort and pushed Maria towards the railing as she used her leg to stimulate Maria’s sex.

The jeans might be too hard to get off easily, but Maria’s black sweater was a different matter. She pushed the sweater up and exposed Maria’s bra.

Smiling widely she let her hands play over Maria’s naked skin. Moving close to her breasts, but never quite going there. Maria made a mixture of sounds of pleasure and weak complaints.

Ronja looked over Maria’s shoulder. When she looked down she could see the entrance to the subway station. This meant that below there was the tunnels where Ronja had been almost molested the same evening as they became a couple.

A tiny bit of her thought that she should be disgusted by the memory, but honestly the horror of that experience had faded after all the sex since. At least faded enough for to ignore it in middle of petting her girlfriend.

“What is somebody comes!” Maria complained. “I want to have lots of sex with you, but not out in public like this!”

“Okay,” Ronja said as she forced herself to move backwards. She wanted to continue, but respected Maria to much to force her to do it.

As they broke body contact she heard Maria groaning in complaint. For a moment Ronja thought that Maria would follow her to close the distance again despite her objections. Listening to Maria’s husky breathing it sounded like her girlfriend had enjoyed it far more than she care to admit.

“You think we can find a spot where you don’t feel it’s too public?” Ronja asked.

“In the middle of Gamla Stan? The night is still young so maybe we could find time later, let us go urban exploring first,” Maria replied.

“We are kind of cheating the urban exploring rules tonight since it’s not abandoned. Not that mind really, I have been looking forward to another adventure with you for so many days now,” Ronja said.

“I get what you mean,” Maria responded. “This is not perfect but it was the only place that could work at night time. The other places would be worthless without daylight. Besides I thought it kind of romantic with a location in Gamla Stan.”

“Smart thinking, I would rather spend the evening here with you, than being on the commuter train to some suburb with an abandoned factory,” Ronja said.

Maria did not say anything more but started kissing and Ronja responded with passion.

She wrapped her arms around Maria and traced the lines of Maria’s breast. It felt nice even if the bra and Maria’s sweater removed some of the wonder. Meanwhile Maria’s hand had found it’s way below Ronja’s skirt. She fingers was actually rubbing Ronja’s nude sex.

Ronja responded by rocking her hips slowly to encourage Maria to continue. Unfortunately Maria halted in the middle of movement.

“You are so tempting that I barely can contain myself,” Maria mumbled.

“I long so very much to fuck you,” Ronja whispered into her ear.

“Not here on the walking bridge, there is bound to come somebody soon,” Maria reminded her.

“I meant it more like it’s shame John is home tonight so we cannot sneak into my room and have sex for the rest of the night,” Ronja replied.

“My parents are also home so no luck tonight. Maybe we actually find some spot to make out during the urban exploring,” Maria suggested as took her hand away from Ronja’s sex and licked her fingers sensually.

“Maybe there will be time for both, but first some adventure,” Ronja said and they started walking towards their target building while holding hands.

* * *

“No openings, how do we enter?” Ronja wondered as they looked at the dark house. There was still people moving around the restaurants, but with the Rudolfino restaurant at the corner of the house closed for renovation this particular part of the street was less busy than normal and they had decided to approach the house.

“Simple really, the builders got a code to be able to enter and it leaked,” Maria answered and went over to a door and pushed the code.

Ronja followed her inside while doing her best to pretend they had legitimate reasons to be there.

“A door code that work in the evening without an electronic key, kind of rare these days,” Ronja commented.

“Yea, I guess they wanted the workers to be able to enter at weird times but not have to bring keycards with them,” Maria responded as they carefully moved down the hallway.

“They are changing the plumbings of the house, sure about no dust?” Ronja asked.

“The haunted location should be a small apartment used for gatekeeper on the bottom floor. Thing is that it does not have an actual bathroom inside. When they added plumbing they did not consider it a real apartment and it got its bathroom over the backyard,” Maria told.

“Will it not be locked,” Ronja wondered.

“Probably, but maybe we can see the ghost through the windows,” Maria replied with a giggle.

They entered the backyard and both let out a sigh of disappointment. The backyard has not been left untouched like they hoped but heavily modernized with modern style bricks. The piles of rusty pipes helped to ruin the experience even more.

They moved over to the gatekeeper apartment and there was one single window and the door. Maria tried the doorknob and to their surprise the door opened. Inside they could see the apartment covered in white blankets.

“Seems like it is our lucky number today,” Ronja mumbled as they stepped inside.

The apartment had literally two rooms, a larger room inside the door that was a joint living room and bedroom. Behind this room there was a smaller kitchen without any doors and windows.

“One single exit, sounds like the fire department should go nuts on this,” Ronja commented as they sneaked inside.

“I think there used to be a doorway to the entrance hall also, but somehow they convinced the city department to look the other way when closed that entrance when they built the restaurant,” Maria said. “I suppose you could exit through the window if there was a emergency.”

“It goes to the same backyard,” Ronja commented when there suddenly was a great bang behind them as the door slammed shut. Both girls jumped at the sound and turned towards the door.

“Weird, I didn’t notice any draft,” Maria said and went over to the door. She took hold of the doorknob, but it did just spin around without anything happening.

“Is it locked?” Ronja asked with alarm.

“More like jammed, nothing happens when I turn the doorknob,” Maria responded.

“This is so bad, we are trespassing in a private apartment and cannot get out,” Ronja complained as she looked around nervously.

“Calm down love, we have our phones and can call for help. I would of course prefer to not get caught so lets try to find an exit first,” Maria responded as she struggled with the door.

“I guess some kind of metal part broke inside the lock,” she finally admitted as she stepped back. The door looked very sturdy and impossible to open without good tools.

“You think that it might be a ghost messing with us, it is kind of chilly inside here,” Ronja mumbled as she rubbed her arm from a weird coldness in the room. She was not dressed for this sort of adventure.

“Please, no ghost stories right now. Just because magic exist there is no logical reason as to why the ghost of Axel von Fersen would tamper with the door. I am sure ghosts if they actually exist have better things to do than petty pranks. Let’s focus on getting out,” Maria responded, but Ronja could hear a change to more nervousness in her tone.

Ronja struggled with what to do, should she try to communicate with the ghost haunting her to try to get some assistance?

She did not share Maria’s calm about being locked inside here, but she dreaded trying to have a negotiation with the ghost without revealing anything to Maria.

For a moment she considered if the ghost might intervene if she ran into trouble with some other spirit. She dismissed the idea, the sadistic ghost that haunted her would never help her without her offering something in return.

“If we climb over that table, we can exit through the window,” Maria said and climbed up on the table to open the window.

“Sounds great,” Ronja responded at the same moment