Back at her car, Marcia noticed her cell phone lying on the seat. Four missed calls shown on the lit up screen. Quickly she scanned through them� all from Christine it seemed. Then she found a text message asking her to meet at the Mercer house. That was odd� why would Christine want to go back there. Still she was the client and Marcia did have more information� such as it was. She laid the insect eaten old file on the front seat beside her. She cranked the engine over, and turned back towards town�
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Turning into the long driveway� Marcia noted that it appeared much more foreboding in the growing gloom. And ahead the dark old manor house looked like a crouching gargoyle. Even the glittering lights seemed to shine with a certain menace. The battered old Cadillac Hearse crept up to the entrance way slowly. Marcia pulled her car up in front of the steps, and climbed out onto the red brick driveway. Surprised by how hot and dense the night air still was here. Picking up the folder off the front seat, she climbed the steps and knocked on the front door. But was greeted by only silence, she knocked repeatedly. But no answer was forth coming, so she pressed the latch and swung the heavy old door open sticking her head in she called.
�Christine� its Marcia Caldwell�� �Are you in here?� But silence again greeted her; stepping in she thought how strange was that the lights were on if no one was there. She was just considering going back to her car for some equipment. When she heard footsteps and muttering voices on the second floor. Closing the door behind her, she strolled to the base of the winding staircase. Calling out again� and hearing a muffled voice that seemed to respond. Quickly she mounted the stairs and walked down the second story hallway towards the single lit room. She could hear a soft voice mumbling as she approached the open doorway. But when she stepped into the brightly lit bedroom it was empty. Marcia looked around the empty room confused for a moment sure she�d heard someone� One moment she was looking around, the next she was on the bed, seeing stars! Something had knocked her� like being hit by a charging fullback! Plummeting her across the room and onto the satin bedspread! Startled she realized that the pillows were suddenly around her head! Then they were smashed down over her face, caught between breaths she panicked. As the pillows were pushed down, harder and harder, the satin cloth was being shoved into her open mouth. It was forcing her head down deep into the mattress, in the dark terror of that moment Marcia thought she was going to die! It was survival instinct that made her arms grab at the pillows, punching up over it. Twisting her head violently from side to side. It was one of those instantaneous eternities lasting a lifetime, but to short a time to think! She was fighting for her life� as yellow stars swam in front of her eyes! The pillow covered her entire face�and her flailing arms couldn�t budge it! Her body must have been thrashing around without her knowing it, because it was grabbed and grabbed hard! She felt big hot hands on her knees, and the inside of her legs! Her legs were pried apart pulled wide open so that her short skirt ripped up one seam. It was then she remembered why she was investigating, and she understood! Her legs were spread and pinned to the bed far apart. And something fiery hot touched her quivering sex� it was then she remember she had lost her panties earlier. Something huge and hard was brutally rammed within her, it felt like flaming barbed wire! Yet she began orgasming almost at once, wave after wave of orgasmic bliss blending with the pain! She felt herself being ripped apart inside by the repeated thrust, it was the cruelest weapon repulsive agonizing! Her body sank into the mattress, pressed down by this ramming pounding force! Marcia jerked her face to one side her nose felt air, she gasped and sucked in the oxygen at the side of the pillow. A powerful arm grabbed her around the waist and pulled her up so that she was on all fours. She heard a laugh� a frightening demented laugh lewd lascivious! �Sweet bitch!� That demented voice snarled lustfully into her ear! The whole bed was rocking violently and then that voice grunted. �Ahahahaa!� And then there was a convulsion, and then those savage thrusts paused. And she felt a scalding hot gluey substance fill her aching sex! And wave of nausea swepted over her, as she sank into a black abyss, a sultry whisper rough and windy blew in her ear. �Yer a sweet slut!�