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She desperately wanted to escape the guards surrounding her, but she had paused when she realized that poor Maria was without clothes. Running without shoes would make her slower than usual, and their strategy of hiding in a crowd would not work this time around.

Problem was that all of Maria’s clothes had been destroyed by the unknown ghost that had taken advantage of them inside the building behind them. The guards would not have any problem tracking them with the many restaurants around since Maria was bound to draw lots of attention.

Escaping herself sounded smart on an intellectual level, but Ronja could not imagine leaving her girlfriend behind to take the blame for their urban exploration. If they got in trouble she would share any blame.

“We haven’t done anything bad, me and my girlfriend just wanted to do something kinky. Please let us go and we will never come back. We will not cause any more trouble,” Maria said with a weak voice.

“Kinky?” one of the guards in front of them asked and a number of other guards joined in a loud laughter.

There was actually quite a crowd there behind the blinding flashlight. Ronja had heard at least five voices, but there could be even more if not everyone had joined the laughter.

Something was seriously weird with this situation, but she could not understand what. Ronja had never heard about so many guards coming running on a simple trespassing alarm.

“Are you minors? What are your names?” a guard asked as the group of guards moved closer and spread out to cover every direction.

“No not minors, we are eighteen,” Ronja responded. “I am Linda and this is Lisa.”

“Show us your id!” one of the guards barked.

“We did not bring any,” Maria responded.

It was the honest truth, they always made sure to not bring anything with them that could identify themselves when they went urban exploring.

“Sorry if we were trespassing, we will not cause any more trouble,” Ronja pleaded. “If you let us go you will never see us again.”

“You don’t know where you have been?” one of the guards asked with an amused tone in his voice.

Ronja could not make sense of the question. What was so special about this backyard in the middle of the oldest part of Stockholm?

Ronja and Maria had come here to look for the ghost of Axel von Fersen and ended up getting raped by the very same ghost. That gave absolutely no answer why the owner of the house kept an army of guards around the place.

Suddenly the guards rushed forward and Ronja found herself turned and brutally pushed against the wall as guards searched her body with very rude hands. It was so embarrassing that Ronja trembled in shame. At least it did not seem like the guards tried to be more abusive than needed and to use the opportunity to grope her.

The harsh treatment was so unexpected that Ronja froze, why did guards not ask them about their last names?

“Let go of me!” Maria screamed.

Ronja could only see the wall in front of her, but she could hear that her brave girlfriend was putting up a fight. Herself she dared to do nothing as they body searched them. There were simply too many guards for her to imagine that they could prevail in getting free.

“They don’t have identification on them, just some minor cash, a set of keys and some anonymous public transport tickets,” one the guards reported.

“We don’t have time for this, let the police sort out who they are,” another guard responded.

“What is wrong with you? What did we do?” Maria complained as the guards literally carried them outside.

There was a police car waiting outside, two police officers, one male and one female. Weirdly it seemed like the guards were calling the shots, not the police like Ronja had been expecting.

“This is a new one. Nude spies breaking into your secured area?” the male police asked with an amused tone in his voice.

“For all that we know they did not actually enter the library, but just one an empty apartment empty for renovation where they shredded clothes and did kinky stuff,” a guard responded.

Ronja struggled to make sense of their words. What kind of library could motivate an army of guards like this?

Suddenly the answer hit her like a lighting bolt. Years back her class had visited the Swedish parliament and the teacher had mentioned that the parliament had its library in the old town. Her teacher had also mentioned that some members of parliament actually had their offices on top of the parliament library since the parliament building itself did not include space for all the personal.

It sounded totally plausible that the library could be located on the nearby street Storkyrkobrinken and that would mean that the backyard they had visited while urban exploring was actually directly adjacent to an actual parliament building.

As the parliament guards carried her over to the police car she looked back towards the doorway where they had entered the building. One of the guards was in the middle of tearing down a poster from the door. Behind the poster there was a sign with too small text to read, but Ronja recognized the logo that signaled the sign was issued by the Swedish state. Without doubt the sign said the building was a security object that must not be photographed or disturbed.

The police had wrapped a blanket around Maria and directed them into the backseat of the car. After the police officers were sure they were strapped securely they closed the door. The sound of the door closing with bang made Ronja think of the sound of a prison cell door closing. She just sat there numbly since she knew the doors to the police car could not be opened from the inside.

Ronja tried to imagine what would happen when they police contacted their families, but her mind refused to properly process the question.

Her earlier worries about how her stepmother Carol would react to her change of wardrobe seemed like nothing now. Her getting caught by the police after breaking into a parliament building would get her into a kind trouble she had never imagined before this moment.

Was there even a real risk that Carol would be so furious that she demanded Ronja would be thrown out of the apartment?

Carol still had a ridiculous high opinion about her son and if she thought that Ronja was a bad influence on her dear John she would be beyond furious.

Ronja shrugged as she thought about her younger step brother as innocent. John was pushing for them to have more and more sex, but she was sure Carol never could imagine her son could be involved in such.

Carol was not a bad step mother to Ronja, but she was kind of prudish about sex and left it to their father Peter to talk to them about sex.

Actually it sounded probable that John would take Ronja’s side and convince their mother to let Ronja stay. That her father would resist her getting thrown out was also given.

Problem was that no matter what happened in the end Ronja could not imagine any way it would not be like hell before the situation sorted itself out.

“Are you ready to talk?” the female police officer asked as the car drove away.

Ronja glanced towards Maria, but she did not give any reaction at all. Maria was silent and in deep thoughts. The tension in her body made Ronja wish that she could lean over and comfort her girlfriend, but she knew Maria had serious reservations of revealing she was lesbian.

Actually it was obvious what terrified Maria. She had not told her family about having a girlfriend and Ronja could not imagine a worse way for them to find out than her caught by the police while doing sexual things with Ronja.

“Not much point in trying to make them talk in the car without a lawyer,” the other police responded. “Let’s book them in Kronobergshäket and let the day crew handle the interrogation after they have softened. Besides even if we took the trouble I believe we still must wait for parliament security to verify what security zones they tried to access so doing the paperwork tonight is of no use, just more extra work for us.”

“This is bad,” the eerie voice of the ghost suddenly said and Ronja could not help to jerk upright at hearing the voice she hated so much.

Nobody else in the car reacted and Ronja understood that only she could hear the ghost talking. Actually to have a discussion with the ghost would of course be difficult since they would hear every word Ronja did say.

“Ummhm...” Ronja mumbled.

“I have so much planned. Getting the police and your families looking into your activities will make things so much more difficult. What if we make a deal?” the ghost asked.

“A deal?” Ronja responded, not able to constrain herself from responding directly to the ghost.

“You want to make a deal?” the female cop asked with a surprised tone in her voice.

Ronja could not help to blush, at least it seemed like Maria was not really paying attention. She avoided to answer the cop, she could not help wondering if the ghost was messing with her and wanted to get her into even worse trouble. It seemed so unexpected that the ghost might have some way to save them from the cops. After all the ghost ruled her life using hypnotic triggers and the only other ability the ghost ever had shown was limited telekinesis that could levitate keys and similar.

In truth Ronja had never gotten to know the limit of the telekinesis, but she had assumed it was about pressing buttons on the computer and levitating keys.

On the positive side, she saw no real gain for the ghost to trick her. If it claimed to have a way to get them free she would have to assume it was a real possibility.

“I am prepared to offer a trade. If you do certain things for me I will make sure you get away from this mess,” the ghost said.

Ronja cringed at his words, she had real difficulty imagine what more the ghost could possibly ask for considering how the ghost already dominated her life and forced her into all kinds of sex.

“Doing what?” Ronja finally whispered.

“My price for saving you is...” the ghost started, but then went quiet. Ronja tensed as she waited for the ghost to finish saying his terms.

The silence just continued, did the ghost intend to pressure her to promise to do anything for him without any limitations?

When Ronja thought about it like it was obvious what the ghost was after. She had a deal with the ghost that included the hard limit that things were only allowed if it did not ruin her social life or public appearance. Ronja had failed to get any other restrictions into the deal so if the ghost wanted to push the boundaries it could only be in direction that Ronja did not like.

Ronja had insisted on the secrecy since her relationship with Maria was too important to her, but what was it worth to keep this limit if the police contacted their families and revealed what had happened?

Ronja’s pulse was racing as she considered what would happen when their parents both learned she and Maria were lesbian and they had been caught naked sneaking into government property.

The problem with allowing the ghost to do more was her well grounded fear that the worst the ghost could imagine without limits would be pretty horrible.

The ghost surprised her by starting to talk again, “My price is that you must exploit Maria on the hypnoslut site. Write diary entries where you make it sound like it is Maria that is using hypnosis to force you have sex with your brother. You also make sure that you and Maria have sex in front of camera where she dominates you.

“Every other limit still apply?” Ronja whispered.

“Every limit we agreed to still apply and I am only asking for this little boon to save you two getting busted by the police,” the ghost responded.

Ronja trembled as she heard the ghost’s words. If Maria ever happened to read hypnoslut site the texts the ghost was asking for would be catastrophic for their relationship.

She forced herself to swallow, at least what the ghost proposed was way better than her own thoughts about allowing the ghost do stuff that would hurt her public image in the long perspective. In this way she would still hope that her sexlife would stay secret.

“I have been to Kronoberghäktet, you really don’t want to go there,” the ghost threatened.

Ronja looked outside and realized that they were just a few blocks away from the police headquarters of Stockholm. She was well familiar with the neighborhood since the police station was on a parallel street to her path between home and school.

If she hesitated any longer it would be too late since they would be locked in a cell. This forced her to make up her mind, the ghost claimed to be able to help them now, but she could not assume the ghost had any trick that could get out of a locked prison cell.

“I agree to the deal,” she promised and all she could hear after saying the words was the sinister chuckle from the ghost.

Both Maria and the female cop tried to talk to her, but she was too nervous to hear them through the pounding of her pulse that drowned everything else.

Suddenly Ronja saw a person step out in the path of the car. It looked like he had been hidden by one of the cars parked along the street and then suddenly decided that he would jump in front of the driving car.

Both the cops and Maria were screaming as the cop driving hit the brakes hard, but the shout froze in Ronja’s mouth as she recognized the pale face of the ghost.

The distance was too short for the cop to stop and he tried to turn the car to the left, but the space was not enough and the car ran over the figure of the ghost and crashed into the parked cars on the opposite side of the street.

“We ran over him….” the driver at the steering wheel mumbled as the car stopped moving.

“Calm down Chris, there was no chance to stop,” the female cop responded as she picked up the radio to alert the police headquarters of the accident.

Ronja looked around nervously and saw that the ghost had opened the door on her left side.

The cops in the front of the car were still unaware of it with the female cop both trying to talk to the base while trying to prevent the male cop from panicking.

Ronja leaned over to Maria’s ear and whispered, “Forget about the man that jumped in front of the car, the door is open so we have the chance to try to escape.”

Maria saw the open door behind Ronja and looked at Ronja with scared eyes, silently she mouthed the words “What if?”

“Won’t be worse,” Ronja whispered and gave Maria her most determined stare. Maria glanced at the cops in front of the car and then nodded.

Slowly they edged closer to the open door when suddenly they heard the cops grasp in surprise.

In front of the car the ghost had materialized again and he did put up a show of having been severely injured as he stumbled away from the car.

The female cop jumped out of the car to rush over to him while the driver of the car found his door was blocked by the car they had crashed into.

Ronja started to pull Maria with her out of the car when the cop in front of them realized what was happening behind him.

“Don’t think so,” he shouted as he twisted and tried to catch Maria, but luckily he only got hold of the blanket. For a moment there was a tug of war between them before Maria realized it was futile and instead pushed the blanket over the cops head.

Within moments they were outside again with Maria stark naked. Behind them the angry cop screamed for his partner, but she was out sight on the other side of the car. Ronja took hold of Maria and they started running as quickly as they could.

This part of the city had more residential buildings and fewer restaurants so there was no real crowd to hide in, but on the other hand Ronja knew these blocks perfectly.

She heard the female cops had started pursuit, but they had already reached the edge of the block and could dodge to the right out of line of sight.

Ronja slowed down to let Maria catch up with her and directed her to follow her into the yard of a nearby kindergarten. There were quite a few good hiding places there, but Ronja did not consider stopping. She knew that there was a passage to another backyard connecting to the next street.

As they entered the passage Ronja listened for the sound of steps following them. At least one of the cops were in pursuit and Ronja suspected she was closing in on them. Maria was not a terrible runner, but it made sense that a cop would be above normal in fitness. Possibly able to give even Ronja herself a match about long distance running.

Suddenly they heard a female scream behind them. The moment afterward there was a loud bang. It was not like the sound from a movie gun shot, but when it was followed by more banging sounds Ronja became convinced it was real gun shots.

She suspected the ghost had intervened again and made the cop following them panic and repeatedly firing her firearm.

Maria stumbled at the sound of the gunfire, and for a moment Ronja worried she had been hit by a bullet, but then she realized the cop was not still out of sight in the yard of the kindergarten.

Maria trembled at the sound of each shot, but she did not resist as Ronja took her hand and dragged her out on the next street.

They turned right towards the water and then switched direction to the street where Ronja lived. Two blocks further forward and they finally reached safety.

Ronja had never been so glad to see the doors to the house with her apartment and luckily the street was deserted so they could enter in secret.

Breathing hard from exhaustion Ronja pushed the door code and within moments they could enter. If the cop still was trying to follow them her chance was gone since they were inside without any sight of her.

“We made it,” Ronja mumbled as she pulled Maria into her embrace.

“What the fuck happened?” Maria asked as she trembled and pushed herself so close very close to Ronja.

“Not here in the hallway, what if somebody hears us? We can talk when we are inside,” Ronja whispered into her ear.

“About that, did you get your keys back?” Maria whispered back.

“Unfortunately not, the cops took everything,” Ronja responded. “Your stuff never made it out of the haunted house, right?”

“Yes, I was...I was...too shocked...to look for my stuff when that thing tormenting us decided to let us leave,” Maria stuttered.

“Great. To make things worse we need to wake John up to get inside the apartment,” Ronja complained. “Want to hide while I do it to avoid discovery?”

She regretted the words the moment she said them, the idea that Maria would want John to see her naked like this sounded so very lame.

“I don’t know,” Maria mumbled deep in thought, but then she seemed to make up her mind. “Do you have clothes that fit me, or will we need to borrow something from John?”

Ronja considered the question and it was without doubt a very valid question. The ghost had cleared her wardrobe of anything he did not think that sexy and that meant all her loose clothes were gone. They were roughly the same height, but Maria had both lots more muscles from her martial arts and one size larger breasts.

Despite their ordeals this night, this talk made Ronja start thinking about Maria trying to squeeze into her clothes. She could not help smiling as this thought ignited a small tingle inside her.

Problem was just that Ronja was sure it was all fantasy. Maria would never be comfortable in exposing as much skin as Ronja did these days. Slightly too small clothes would magnify the effect.

“No, I don’t think I have anything that would fit you,” Ronja admitted as she realized Maria was looking at her waiting.

“Seems like he is bound to learn about my predicament anyway,” Maria said with a tired tone in her voice.

“Getting to see you naked and learning that you need to borrow clothes are quite different things,” Ronja objected.

For some reason Maria had a kind of guilty look on her face and Ronja paused confused, did Maria not mind John seeing her body?

“I am trying to convince myself he is just some dude that has seen me naked to deal with the knowledge that he saw me masturbating, sorry if this behavior is all weird for you,” Maria said with a sigh.

Ronja blushed as she realized what Maria was talking about. John had ended with the spell that let him get a prime view of sex show of anyone using the magic dildo. The spell actually compelled those that had touched to use and it had been in Maria’s possession when he tried the spell. Considering how tired Maria had looked the days after their visit to Beckomberga he must have used the spell a lot to spy on Maria.

The most embarrassing experience was not on John. Maria had wanted to prove Ronja wrong about the existence of magic and used the spell on John, but it backfired massively and the spell worked so they got a live session of male masturbation that ended with them having a threesome with her brother.

“I...I think,” Ronja stuttered as she searched for words. “I mean that it matters to me if he sees you naked again. My step brother should not be watching you at all.”

“That is sweet of you, if you can fix it so we avoid having me parade naked around him that would actually be great,” Maria responded with a smile on her lips and walked up the stairs to get out of sight.

* * *

Maria felt cold and exposed as she waited for Ronja to talk to her brother. The likelihood that somebody would come by in the middle of night was slim, but she still felt restless as she tried to hear what was happening down by the door to the apartment.

It sounded like Ronja had finally managed to get John to come to the door, but they kept talking and talking. Maria could not hear any individual words. Why did they need so much time?

Maria longed to get into the safety of Ronja’s room; she had still not calmed down from hearing the gun getting fired outside. Not to speak about the awful accident with the man that was run over by car and then somehow managed to stumble away.

It had seemed like a jump scare out of a bad horror movie and Maria had been paralyzed by the horror of what had happened. She still found it absolutely amazing how Ronja had stayed level headed through it all and made use of the situation so they could escape.

Her own earlier futile struggle with the guards earlier had been so pointless and just given her bruises while smart Ronja played along until there was a real opportunity to escape.

Luckily Maria’s bruises were minor and did not really hurt much anymore, but emotionally it was a different thing with her thoughts going all over the place.

She had never really expected there to exist any real ghosts at the haunted house and had just thought the ghost story at the location of the exploring was a good pretext for getting Ronja go urban exploring in a more romantic location than the usual run down buildings on the outskirts of the town.

The idea that there would be an actual ghost there that would capture them and abuse them was beyond insane.

It still seemed so very surreal to Maria as she recalled the invisible hands that had constrained her as the ghost raped her mouth while Ronja’s fingers played inside her pussy and asshole.

Maria blushed as she recalled the sensation of Ronja’s finger inside her asshole, it had been a totally unexpected sensation. She had always assumed anal sex to be dirty and uninteresting, but when combined with stimulation of her pussy it had been much sexier than she had expected.

Truth to be told she had only been truly constrained at the beginning when her clothes were shredded by the pair of scissors. During the rest of the sexual act the ghostly fingers had just held her head positioned for the deepthroating.

It had seemed plausible to escape, but the shameful thing was that she had not made any real effort to try. Her previous practice of swallowing the dildo at home had taught her quite a bit about how to do it successfully so she had not been too scared when she felt the cock invading her mouth.

The sensation of gagging on real cum at end despite it being a phantom cock had not been pleasant, but besides that she had actually enjoyed the sex reasonably well.

Maria paused her prancing as she realized that this was the thing that was bugging her. Logic suggested that she should have hated what she had experienced, Most people would call it a rape. Problem was just that she had acted like a happy obedient little whore as her body was used for somebody else pleasure.

Thinking it over she decided that the most likely explanation for her reaction was that the situation in many aspects had felt similar to when the magic dildo commanded her to do sexual things. When the magic of dildo activated she quicker and quicker responded to its demands even with her knowing that it was John who used the spell. She knew it was wrong, but could not help herself… God, what was she becoming?

When the ghost took advantage of her, staying passive and serve as a fuck toy had felt so similar to when the magic of the dildo ruled her libido. She had stopped thinking about what happened and just enjoyed the sex until the whole thing was done.

Maria shrugged at the memory and pushed it away. Unfortunately the bit about John using the magic on her was kind of hard to forget with Ronja and John talking a stair down.

As far as Maria knew Ronja had no clue that John was still using the spell to make Maria to do sex shows for him. When the compulsion to use the dildo started again Maria had at first pretended that it could be Ronja that was activating the magic in the dildo, but in truth she had known from the start that she was inventing excuses to allow herself to fall for the lure of the magical dildo.

It was given that if it had been Ronja who used the spell she would have called on the phone during the act to talk to her and watch through the magic so it must be Ronja’s brother that kept using the spell.

At least it was not like in the beginning when John used the spell all night long. Now John did it once or twice each night and the disturbance to Maria’s sleeping pattern was not large enough for her try to resist giving him live sex shows.

Her will was simply too weak to try to resist. Even worse she did not dare to tell Ronja about this shameful weakness. Everybody was reacting weirdly to Ronja’s more bold clothing style without knowing Maria was the one really acting like a slut.

“You can come now,” Ronja called.

Maria walked down the stairs as she wondered if the double meaning of Ronja’s words was intentional. As she saw Ronja waiting in the door with a concerned look on her face Maria decided that it must be her imagination.

“John will borrow you some clothes, but he promised to stay out of sight,” Ronja said.

“Seems good, what took you so long?” Maria wondered as they stepped inside the apartment.

“You really expected John to just nod us through when I come home without keys and need to borrow clothes for you?” Ronja asked. “I had plenty of explaining to do to settle his curiosity and make him promise to stay away.

Maria shrugged in discomfort, she did not like the thought of John knowing about her predicament with the clothes. The magic dildo might command her libido and make her John’s toy, but him knowing how she had been caught by the police in utter shame was a different thing.

“Awfully silent you are,” Ronja commented. “You want to grab something to eat before we go to sleep? I am assuming you will stay overnight, right?”

“No I am fine, no need to eat before we sleep,” Maria said. In truth what she really wanted was a shower. It felt like her whole body was covered in sweat and dirt from the ghost house.

They entered Ronja’s room and Maria felt a lot of the tension leaving her. Somehow they had amazingly escaped utter disaster.

“You want a blanket around you? John said that we would look for clothes, but also that he would stay out of sight so I will need to go and fetch them,” Ronja asked.

“Honestly, I most of all want a shower before new clothes,” Maria mumbled. “Soiling one of your blankets before I am clean sounds like a bad idea.”

“Blankets can be cleaned,” Ronja objected and fetched a blanket from the bed and wrapped it around Maria.

Maria smiled at the gesture. Normally she felt no real need to cover her body in the presence of her girlfriend, but casual nudity was not Maria’s thing and especially this night nothing about being naked felt casual at all. They needed to talk and that was most definitely more easy if she was not totally naked.

“Crazy night, huh?” Maria asked as she sat down in Ronja’s chair. Ronja herself ended on the bed with her arms around her knees.

“I am not sure what to say, the thought of our parents learning about us when the police called was horrible,” Ronja responded.

Maria paused as she tried to decide what to say. She wanted to agree with Ronja, but bringing this subject up would eventually lead to the question about possible benefits of telling their families about their relationship. Talking about telling their parents seemed like a far too big decision to make in the middle of night.

“I had no idea it was a real ghost house,” Maria finally said as she carefully watched Ronja to tell if she got upset about the change of subject. She calmed down when Ronja did not seem to mind.

“It feels like I should say we both knew the risks or something...” Ronja responded with a blush spreading over her cheeks.

“This is the second time I get us into trouble because I fail to consider that supernatural things might be real, so obviously we both did not know the risks,” Maria answered with a sigh.

Ronja was actually acting weird, like she was trying to hear something in the distance despite the absolute silence of the house. Did she expect John to try to spy on them? Maria paused to try to hear something, but there was nothing. She decided to try to change the subject.

“You were very brave and smart tonight, to get us out of the police car after the horrible accident was certainly beyond my capabilities, I was literally paralyzed,” Maria said.

“Thank you,” Ronja responded with a smile.

“Do you think the man hit by the car did survive?” Maria asked. “I thought he was done for until he started to move.”

Ronja looked back at her with a nervous look in her eyes, her arms hugging her knees as she absent minded was rubbing her shoulders. Maria felt the urge to come over and wrap her arms around her. Problem was just even with the blanket around her such a move did not feel casual at all.

She wanted to lie close to Ronja and try to calm down, but their current talk felt too important. For all that they knew they had only escaped the police because a man was injured in the car accident. A person that might die was a big thing.

Ronja looked up and then nodded slowly as it seemed like she was listening to some inner voice.

“This might sound weird, but I cannot have you going all angsty about what happened. Truth is that I doubt he really was run over. There was no actual bump until we hit the parked car so I think something very different happened,” Ronja said with an insecure tone in her voice.

“What do you mean? He was literally directly in front of the car. No way that he could dodge that...” Maria paused as she suddenly realized there was a different possible explanation. “Not corporal, the car did not hit him because it was a ghost, right?”

“Yes, that is what I believe,” Ronja responded as she visibly relaxed.

Maria paused as she thought it over. The idea of ghosts stalking the streets of Stockholm seemed insane, but it seemed to fit the details of what had happened so much better. Maria thought about what happened after and recalled the sound of gun fire. Why would the cop who followed them start firing her gun with no clear line of sight? What if the cop following them had panicked when she saw the person she just thought they had run over come for her again?

Maria had to admit to herself that Ronja’s wild idea seemed to fit the sequence of events much better than anything Maria had thought about.

Problem was just why would a ghost appear in the middle of the street to help them...Maria paused as she suddenly started to understand.

It was most likely not some random encounter with a ghost on a street. They had without doubt visited a ghost house with an actual ghost that could manipulate the real world.

“So...you are saying...the ghost abused us sexually at the old house and then followed us in the car until it decided to provide us the opportunity to escape,” Maria said.

“Same ghost?” Ronja said, shaking her head when suddenly she froze with her mouth open.

“Just a guess,” Maria said. “Still I would argue that it makes lots of sense that our carnal lusts with something super natural might have made us entangled with the thing. The thought that a different ghost suddenly intervening on our behalf in the middle of the street seems...not very plausible unless ghosts are ridiculously common.”

“You are saying it might be the same ghost,” Ronja mumbled as she shrugged in discomfort.

“Until we get actual proof there were two ghosts present I think it is best bet to assume it was the same entity that fucked us and then helped us. Quite possible the invisible fucker is stalking us right at this moment,” Maria said.

She could not help herself from looking down at the blanket wrapped around her body. Earlier this night she had been caught by invisible hands through a blanket and with a shudder she stood up and dropped the cloth on the floor.

The discomfort of being naked during this talk did pale compared to how distracting she found the thought of getting restrained by invisible hands again.

A little voice in Maria’s head nagged at her attention and called her a liar; she did feel a slight tingle inside her body at the thought of more sex. With a force of will she suppressed the memories of the erotic pleasure of the last encounter with the ghost.

She looked up at Ronja that had been silent through her dramatic gesture. Ronja was actually not looking at her, but had her attention locked at the mirror on her bed table.

Maria recognized the mirror they had found at Beckomberga hospital together with the spell and the magic dildo. She paused as she tried to read the face of her girlfriend. Ronja frowned while obviously deep in thought as she stared at the mirror.

Maria also gave the mirror a look. Was it really reasonable to think that it was just a regular mirror if the other things found in the same place were highly magical? Why had not Ronja talked anything about the mirror?

“Can I look at the mirror?” Maria asked as she stepped closer.

Ronja looked up startled and the gaze as she found Maria nude in front of her made Maria’s inside tingle. Her gorgeous girlfriend looked at her like she was the center of the universe.

“Ehh...no...I mean...maybe….” Ronja stuttered as she recovered from the surprise. She took hold of the mirror and put it behind her on the bed. The movement was a bit too rushed to look casual, like she really did not want Maria to touch it.

“Is it something special with the mirror?” Maria asked, surprised at Ronja’s behavior.

“Well...I don’t know...I mean...I don’t know if it is safe considering the other things found were magical,” Ronja replied.

“How do you know it is safe for you?” Maria asked, not being able to keep her voice level. She felt stupid for forgetting the mirror, if Ronja was putting herself at risk due Maria neglect it was unforgivable.

“Honestly, how could I possibly know, but maybe we better save that worry to another day,” Ronja said with a weak smile.

“Maybe you are right, the hour is growing late,” Maria agreed as she extended her hand to put one of Ronja’s brown hairs in place behind her ear.

A flicker of disappointment passed over Ronja’s face as she again seemed to be listening for some unheard sound. Maria frowned at her reaction, why was Ronja acting so weird?

“I thought that maybe...” Ronja began saying but then went silent.

“Do you have anything special in mind?” Maria asked with interest.

“Actually, very kind of special,” Ronja answered. “Considering what kind of sex we have been forced into I would like to do something similar but still quite different.”

“Why this sudden urge this night?” Maria wondered as she made sure to keep her excitement hidden. Ronja was looking at her, but her attention was clearly lower down than the face.

Maria smiled as she covered her pussy with her hand, but then playfully spread her fingers to give a girlfriend a look. Watching Ronja at the moment she moved her fingers was wonderful, she could literally she how Ronja took a deeper breath at sight of Maria’s sex.

It made Maria’s body tingle even more in anticipation, her earlier worries about being nude was gone now. She was naked in front of her girlfriend and enjoying every moment of teasing her, no matter worries about possible ghost spying on them.

“I have this fantasy...” Ronja started, but then went silent as she seemed to listen for something unheard.

“Tell me love, better memories from this night would be great,” Maria prompted.

“I want to do bondage sex with you but without the punishment,” Ronja said.

“Me tying you or you tying me up?” Maria wondered.

“You use hypnosis to put me down and when I wake up you have me bound and exposed. I spend the whole night at your mercy and each time I think you are satisfied sexually I suddenly find that you have used hypnosis to surprise me with changing the bondage gear,” Ronja said with flushing cheeks.

“Hypnosis? I only know your wake up phrase as a safety,” Maria commented as she tried to wrap her head around what her gorgeous girlfriend was proposing.

“I want you to know how to put me down and use it to toy with me,” Ronja said with a tremble in her voice.

“Would this be a turn on for you? Me messing with you using hypnosis?” Maria wondered.

“I would not be messing since it is strictly voluntary. I have these old fantasies of somebody knowing the hidden phrase that puts me down to make me do sexual stuff. We can call it a roleplay when you are my master that does things to me.”

“You have had this idea before?” Maria asked to prompt her to speak more.

“I would masturbate thinking about it. I even thought about the person controlling me adding hypnotic triggers that would constrict me when I woke up,” Ronja explained as her fingers slipped below her skirt.

Ronja opened her mouth slowly as her fingers below the cloth seemed to trace the outer lips of her sex. Maria could not look away as Ronja licked her lips in a teasing fashion.

She breathed out deeply as her fingers seemed to close in on her pussy. Maria could see a tremble in Ronja’s body as she suspected she had slipped the finger inside her sex. Maria responded by fondling with her torso and breasts with small round circles.

“I get you so hot as I imagine we act out the roleplaying. You are my mistress that controls me with hypnosis and makes me pose in pictures and video clips you can share with your friends on the internet. I am totally unable to resist you since you can put me in trance whenever you want to. I wake up from hypnosis totally bound and you tell me how you will make use of my exposed situation,” Ronja said with a voice filled with passion.

Maria shrugged at the bit about her sharing clips of Ronja. Ronja did not notice, up to this moment she had been watching Maria touching herself intensively, but now her eyes were half closed as her fingers started to make rhythmic motions below her skirt.

Maria watched the erotic vision of her girl friends hidden masturbation. She felt herself more and more turned on from the idea of the suggested roleplaying. She might not find the sharing of pictures a turn on for herself, but why should she mind Ronja’s fantasy.

What if dominating Ronja in a nicer way than the previous time could help her erase the memory of what she had done directed by the cruel black mailer?

“Come closer my love,” Ronja whispered and Maria instantly obeyed. It felt so nice to wrap herself around lovely Ronja’s body.

Ronja leaned towards her as her hand was still so very busy below the cloth of her skirt. As Maria caught her in her embrace Ronja bent closer and whispered the secret phrase in Maria’s ear.

Maria blushed as she heard the secret words. She was smiling widely as she wondered about how to fulfill Ronja’s wish. Part of her just wanted to drop the foreplay and throw Ronja done on the bed and have regular sex with her, but she forced herself to search for inspiration.

Maria had many times heard Ronja talking a lot about the danger of anyone knowing the key words to her hypnosis and she giving the secret away was obviously a big thing for Ronja. Not granting Ronja’s wish for getting dominated by hypnosis seemed rude.

“Tell me about your previous fantasy,” Maria suggested as she rubbed Ronja’s torso through the clothes.

“Oh, I...mhhhmm...I used to fantasy...” Ronja mumbled when Maria cut her short by whispering the key phrase into her ear.

Ronja halted in the middle of her masturbation and collapsed towards Maria. The weight was kind of unexpected and Maria lost her balance.

Ronja was falling towards the floor, but Maria reacted on instinct and caught her with a sweep she had practiced during martial arts training. They landed on the floor with Maria kneeling and Ronja lying in front of her twisted around into a tangle.

Through it all Ronja did not make a sound and her eyes were without any focus as she stared at nothing in front of her.

“Okay, kind of surprising, but I suppose there is a reason why it is called putting somebody down into hypnosis,” Maria mumbled.

“Ronja touch your nose!” Maria commanded and Ronja responded but in lazy sleepy fashion.

Maria smiled at the success. It made sort of sense that Ronja while in trance could be ordered to do things, but with no active mind ruling the body the default state was just to lay down.

“Sit up on the bed,” she ordered and Ronja followed the order while still in trance.

Now it was just the question about deciding what to do. Maria kind of regretted now that she had interrupted Ronja in the middle of explaining her previous fantasies. Herself she had not really thought what she would do if ever had a girl hypnotized at her command. The possibility to surprise Ronja with suddenly being bound had been too great to not use.

Maria looked over at the wardrobe where she knew Ronja had her bondage gear hidden. She had just had one quick peek on a previous visit and had been too shy to ask Ronja about it afterwards. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to investigate and maybe put some of the objects to use.

Maria smiled but something about Ronja sitting there fully clothed in trance did not seem right.

“Take off your clothes!” Maria ordered and slowly Ronja started to comply.

Pulling her top off to expose the lace bra below. Maria liked what she saw and moved within touching distance as Ronja bent down to remove her socks.

Maria put her hand on Ronja’s ass and pushed the skirt up without getting any reaction from Ronja. It felt great touching her girlfriend, but the lack of reaction while Ronja was in trance removed some of the fun from it.

What if she pushed a finger up her ass and then took her out of the trance? On the other hand getting her finger dirty did not seem appealing, but maybe there was some toy in the wardrobe she could use if she got it lubricated. Maria looked towards the wardrobe, but did not really want to let go of Ronja.

As Maria toyed with what to do as Ronja continued following the previous command. She had removed her bra and now moved to pull her skirt down. Maria’s hand was momentarily pushed away and when she closed the distance her fingers instead touched Ronja’s naked pussy. Her girlfriend was amazingly wet and now totally naked.

Maria smiled and went over to the wardrobe and opened it. There was a box at bottom and Maria glanced at Ronja in trance over at the bed before she opened the box.

Maria started at the pile of objects in there with bewilderment. Her previous glance inside had in no way prepared her how many kinky objects there were there. Digging through all the gear she found a garter belt in leather with straps where you attach objects. There was also a set of gloves with cutoff fingertips and wrists straps for the legs and the arms that looked very dominatrix in style.

Maria smiled as she looked at the set, it looked perfect if she should fulfill Ronja’s wish for her to act like the mistress.

She also needed constraints and started to dig through the stuff again. There was a bar that seemed intended to keep the legs of the victim spread, but Maria decided that it would be kind of awkward since it would make Ronja take almost all of the bed. There were also a couple of ball gags, but Maria wanted Ronja free to use her tongue.

There were of course many kinds of cuffs, where some intended for different locations than the wrists. In fact there were plenty of things that Maria could not tell the intended use, but finally she had found some objects that she understood how to use.

Maria smiled as she moved over to the bed, with Ronja in trance it was a simple matter to order her around until she had her girlfriend wrapped into a neat package. Maria felt herself filled with anticipation as she looked down at Ronja lying on her stomach with her arms locked behind her back and her feet constrained by a chain connecting the ankle cuffs.

Looking down on the dominatrix gear she had picked for herself Maria decided she really wanted the shower before she got started. She left the bed and thought about leaving Ronja in trance as she walked towards the door.

On the other hand Ronja might actually enjoy to find herself bound and waiting for the sex. She stopped and said Ronja’s wakeup phrase. First she wondered if Ronja heard her, but then she saw Ronja starting to move. She decided to leave the room before Ronja really came out of the trance. It was a shame she could not watch her face as she woke up and realized she was alone, but she would have to settle with imagining it instead.

She arrived at John’s door on the way to the shower. “John, do you hear me?” Maria called out, she heard John make some kind of uncommitted grunt from inside the room. “I am intending to take a shower now. Could you leave the clothes I am about to borrow outside your door so that you won’t need to bother me and Ronja?” she asked.

Standing there stark naked with a bunch of dominatrix gear in her hands outside his door seemed kind of risky, but Maria was more worried that John might later find a reason to barge into Ronja’s room no matter what he had promised Ronja.

She did not like thought of John interrupting their future sex session. At least doing it like this she was watching his doors as they talked and could shout at him to close the door if he started to open it.

“Okay, clothes will be outside when you are done with the shower,” John responded from inside the room.

“Thank you so much,” Maria said and went towards the bathroom.

* * *

“...I fantasized that I was at school when...,” Ronja began saying when she realized she was suddenly in her bed with her arms tied behind her back.

Looking down she discovered that she was wearing a leather jacket, but not any normal one but some kind of straight jacket with holes for her breasts. She paused as she saw her breasts that look very perky with the leather strap between them that secured the lower piece to a collar around her neck.

Straps secured her arms behind her back. In truth her hands were free to move but there was no possibility to reach any of the straps that kept the straight jacket in place.

At least she had more possibility for movement than in previous bondage sessions when she had been totally tied down. Now she could stretch her legs, twist and roll around to get a better look at the room.

As she tried to stretch her legs she discovered she was wearing ankle cuffs with a short chain that meant the feet could only do a little movement. It seemed like she might be able to take super tiny steps with them, maybe a few inches each step.

It felt surreal to suddenly be caught by constraints with no recollection of how they had been applied. Except there was of course no mystery, she had been in trance again. Ronja had just not expected her girlfriend to spring a trick like this on her.

She look towards her computer and like she had expected the ghost had put the camera on to make sure to capture every detail of the upcoming sex.

Ronja tested her constraints, but there was no way she could out of the straight jacket.

Not that getting free would do her any good. In the car she had promised the ghost to aid exploiting Maria in the role as the mistress of the Hypnoslut business and she did not dare to break her word. Her previous experience with trying to rebel against the ghost had taught her beyond doubt that she did not dare to anger him.

Problem was just that she had in no way anticipated that her deal with the ghost would result in Maria actually being tricked into roleplaying the very scenario the ghost desired.

Ronja realized she was foolish, of course the ghost would not need Ronja’s cooperation just to write some texts that implied Maria was involved with the hypnosis. The ghost had the whole time been planning for video and photos of Maria.

Actually the real problem was to decide what to do about the situation. Should she do the bare minimum to do her part of getting the ghost desired scene working or should she try to aid the ghost to make the scene better?

Ronja felt bad about putting videos with Maria online even if her face would be blurred, but more importantly she worried about what would happen if Maria ever discovered the Hypnoslut site.

She reasoned that the likelihood their relationship would survive discovery might not be good anyway, but the worst possible situation she could imagine would be that Maria thought Ronja had done it for the money.

If she could convince Maria she found it super hot to act the role of the hypnoslut it would be much easier to at later point explain why she had the videos online. A halfhearted participation this night on the other hand was bound to raise the likelihood that Maria would suspect other reasons for Ronja fooling Maria to act as mistress in the video clip.

Could she act like this was her most inner fantasy without making it obvious she was acting?

On the other hand she had in fact been masturbating to these kinds of fantasies even before she got entangled with the ghost. It might have been a safe fantasy that she never expected would happen in reality, but would it really be so hard to go with the role provided by the ghost?

Just by thinking about it Ronja felt her sex tingling with anticipation. Truth to be told her pussy was already insanely wet, wetter than she ever had been before, like literally dripping with cunt juice.

Ronja also noticed her sex was kind of sore, maybe the phantom cock that fucked her in the ghost house had been rougher than she had been aware. Not that it really mattered for the lesbian sex with her girlfriend that she now desired.

She felt herself grinning in anticipation, investigating how far she could draw Maria into the fantasy seemed like a fun challenge. Ronja felt her body trembling as she recalled how Maria last time had gone all in as dominatrix and not been holding back at all.

What if Maria liked the fantasy so much that she wanted it to become reality?

* * *

Maria smiled as she pulled on the garter belt with the attached toys she had found in Ronja’s wardrobe. She looked up towards the mirror as she added the cool looking leather gloves. She already wore the spike bracers so the woman that looked back at her was so very different from her own self image.

She especially liked the spikes around her neck that tangled with the tip of her red hair. She flexed her torso muscles and trembled in delight as she watched her muscles in the frame of the garter belt. Placing herself sideways she flexed her arm muscles too and she had to admit to herself that the dominatrix gear looked like it was made for her.

It was weird with her tits, she had really never thought about them sexually before she became an item with Ronja. Somehow when she admitted she was both into boys and girls she could suddenly see breasts in a different light and that her own breasts were sexually attractive.

“Time to dominate my love,” she said to herself and her whole inside was tingling in anticipation as response to her words. She might not have any clear idea about what she would do the role playing part, but her body was crying out for her to have sex.

Leaving the bathroom she found the pile of clothes lying outside of Ronja’s room. She picked them up and stepped inside.

Ronja was still on the bed, but had managed to turn around so she could look towards the door. The look of amazement as she saw Maria in her bondage gear was incredible, it made her smile like the Chesire cat as she walked slowly towards the bed.

“What do we have here?” Maria asked as she made sure to flex her muscles. Ronja was sure watching, just like she used to come and watch when Maria did exercise.

“It is...you did,” Ronja mumbled. “You put me into trance and tied me up!”

“What if I did my little slave,” Maria responded as she slowly stepped closer.

“Is it...is it...the first time?” Ronja asked.

Maria extended her hand and toyed with Ronja’s nipples as she searched for what to say. Obviously her girlfriend was aiming for the fantasy to include they did this often, but what line of dialogue would work without it feeling corny.

Meanwhile there was a nice reaction each time she touched Ronja. Her girlfriend trembled at each brush of her fingers, almost like if her touch was literally magical and could induce lust.

“So practical to have you go into trance when I want you at my mercy,” Maria said and licked her lips seductively.

“The other day I woke up bound with no recollection how I got there,” Ronja squealed as she trembled at Maria’s stimulation of her tits.

“It is called a hypnotic trigger,” Maria said as she took hold on the strap between Ronja’s tits so she could lift her up. Bending down they met in a deep kiss where their tongues dueled back and forward.

“You mean hypnotic triggers to make me do sexual things?” Ronja asked when the kiss finally broke.

“Exactly, I need you to be as slutty like me,” Maria said. It felt so good to say the truth even if her girlfriend thought it was just roleplay.

“I...I don’t...” Ronja mumbled when suddenly Maria slammed her down on the bed. Without a word she moved into the bed and wrapped her long trim legs around Ronja’s head.

Her pussy was hovering directly above Ronja’s face. Close but still out of reach.

“You want to lick my cunt?” Maria asked as she moved down, but then up before Ronja could act on the closeness.

“I want to, but my hair is caught below your knees,” Ronja responded.

“Sounds you need to make more effort then,” Maria taunted, even if she was not sure how she meant this to play out.

Ronja seemed to make an effort to move upwards, but she ended some inch below Maria’s sex.

“Tell me what you desire and maybe you get to lick,” Maria prompted as she searched the toys along her garter belt for something to use.

“I want you to dominate me my mistress!” Ronja exclaimed. “I want to pleasure you! To worship you!

Maria had finally decided what to use, it was a small paddle covered in feathers. She let it play over Ronja’s tits before the feather tip jumped over to the naked skin below the jacket and danced lower.

“Oh! Ahhh!” Ronja mumbled as her body trembled in built up passion.

“Talk!” Maria prompted as she let the feathers tease Ronja’s lower torso, getting close to her girlfriend’s pussy but each time changing direction.

“It is so sexy to wake from trance and find myself bound. Not knowing it is you my mistress, that will arrive to use me or if you are offering my body for somebody else pleasure,” Ronja said.

Maria paused her movement of the feathers at her words, she had never thought about the possibility of seeing Ronja having sex with somebody else. Ronja took the opportunity to twist her hips so her pussy was grinding the feathers.

“Naughty, little thing,” Maria responded and used the hidden paddle to give Ronja a light spank on her sex.

“Ahhmmmannng,” came from Ronja as her whole body jerked. Before she recovered Ronja was there with the feathers and within moments she had Ronja trembling below her.

She bent forward to breath hot air at her sex and suddenly the felt Ronja’s mouth connect to her sex. Her movement had released Ronja’s hair and within moments she was making her promise of worshiping Maria pussy real.

The sensation was marvelous and Maria had trouble to remember to continue the teasing with the feathers. Ronja’s tongue was alternating between exploring the nether lips and teasing Maria’s clit.

As the sex was drawing her deeper into passion Maria tried to process the meaning of Ronja’s words, was she okay with the direction this fantasy was heading or was it to much.

Her pussy seemed to suggest she should stop to worry, Ronja’s attention to her sex was driving her crazy from lust. Maria closed her eyes as she realized she had lost focus on the teasing of Ronja. She gave Ronja’s legs two smacks that made Ronja cringe before she suddenly pushed the paddle into Ronja’s sex.

“Cooommmming,” Ronja cried out as she buckled wildly below Maria.

“Lick me so I cum or you might wake up with somebody else!” Maria threatened. Why not go with fantasy if it made Ronja glad.

“Yes mistress!” Ronja responded and was back at the task of pleasuring Maria again.

She grinding her pussy into Ronja’s face and as a reward she got intensified effort from her girlfriend. She let feathers slide over Ronja’s body in lazy teasing fashion, but in truth all focus was now on her own pleasure.

“You are mine!” Maria promised and something about saying it aloud made it click inside her. Maybe it was the tremble in Ronja’s body as she heard her words, but Maria was suddenly sure that she would like to do this roleplay again. The only thing missing for making this perfect was penetration, she longed for the magic dildo.

Ronja’s tongue was playing so wonderful over her sex, but she wanted more. She longed for Ronja fisting her, but that would not happen with the straight jacket constraining her lover.

What if she put Ronja into trance and removed the jacket...no that would kind of defeat the flow of the sexy roleplaying. Suddenly Maria knew what to do and said the secret words.

Maria felt Ronja’s licking end as she slipped into the hypnotic trance. Filled with anticipation she left the bed and hurried over to the wardrobe, earlier she had seen one item that just maybe could help with her penetration desire.

Grinning with anticipation Maria fetched a strap on dildo and turned back towards the bed. Ronja lay there waiting lost to the world and for a moment Maria toyed with the idea to use the dildo on her, but then decided against it.

Every time she closed her eyes she imagined she saw the ivory dildo; she needed to have her sex penetrated right now. This dildo might not be so large as her ivory toy, but it would have to do.

“Sit on your knees,” Maria ordered and Ronja responded in the same slow movement as before. A couple of moments later she had the dildo in place strapped around Ronja’s hips and hurried to place herself in the bed.

She had forgotten about getting any lubricant for the dildo, but Ronja’s sex seemed to be overflowing with cunt juice. Maria played with Ronja’s sex until her fingers are sticky and then applied it to dildo. Eventually she had the dildo covered in stickiness and moved into the bed in front of Ronja.

She took the dildo head into her sex and worked to get the whole length into her. It worked partially but Ronja was pushed slightly backwards.

“Thrust into me,” Maria ordered and Ronja’s body started to respond while still deep in trance.

“Drill my pussy and when I wake you up you continue to do it with all speed you can manage,” Maria ordered filled with inspiration. She had no way to know if what she wanted was possible, but seemed plausible that it would work.

Ronja started to work the strap on in and out of Maria’s pussy. It felt nice, but in her trance her movement was too sluggish for it to really stroke Maria’s itch for getting penetrated rapidly. Trembling in anticipation Maria said the wake up phrase.

At first there was no direct change