EroticReverie

Regan 

I can barely stand the excitement and anticipation of being at Devils Hallow. I've been waiting years for this. An eighteen and over only experience. Being that I'm nineteen, I COULD have gone last year, but at that point it would have only been me and Willow because we we're the only ones who were eighteen at the time. 

There's very little talk of what ACTUALLY happens at Devil's Hallow. Not because of the contracts we'll be made to sign to say we basically won't hold them accountable for anything that might happen to us. But because of the NDA's all guests are made to sign. Sure there are stories, that might be true or entirely fabricated. There are theories, that might be correct, or may not be. Everyone knows a general idea of what to expect, due to what the website promises.

"A once in a lifetime experience. Let us make you scream. But don't scream too loud. The Devil's like it. 

Can you keep a secret? Can you run fast? Can you hide? Can you crawl and beg? 

For those who like a little bit of danger with their fun, join us at Devil's Hallow.

We're waiting for you." 

Then it goes into more detail of what to expect. Which is essentially a two page long list of over one hundred triggers and warnings of what you could possibly encounter. Which is all it took for me to talk the others into coming. 

It was every mask fantasy girl's dream come true. A weekend of masked men chasing you down, and from what I've heard...plenty more. Maybe the masked sex is entirely made up or a theory. But they couldnt very well put it on the website that hot steamy sex in the woods was part of what you were paying for. But one could hope. 

"Welcome to Devil's Hallow!" An all too perky voice chirps as we step out of the car in front of main "house" which is all black, other than the glow of red lights that seem to be coming up from the ground, and large red lighted lanterns near the top of the stairs near the door. 

A girl, about five foot nine in her black heels, and long length, high collared black dress with long sleeves , walks down the steps. Her hair is silver, but she's young, maybe not much older than us. And her silver hair is pulled back into a long sleek ponytail. 

"You must be the party under Regan?" She asks with a smile as she looks from one of us to the next. 

I raise my hand. "That's me I'm Regan." I say and she smiles and walks over and holds out her hand. 

"So nice to meet you Regan, I'm Janet, I hope you're excited." She says, and places her other hand over mine, holding it with both of her hands now. I nod with a smile. 

"Incredibly excited." I beam. 

"Good, good. Oh they do love when the guests are ready to play." She says with a smirk. 

I can't even stand how fucking wet I am right now. I loved being scared. I loved the idea of being chased for two days. Having a weekend of hide and seek and a bit of possibly naked fun with hot men in devil's masks. 

"They, who is they?" Jinx asks and then Janet turns her head and she gives a small laugh. 

"The Devil's of course , dear" Janet says.

"The...Devils?" Jinx asks and I smile and then start to speak, drawing Janet's attention back to me.

"This is Jinx." I say and Janet then looks back to her and turns and shakes Jinx's hand. Janet isn't at all intimidating so Jinx doesnt shrink back when Janet turns to her and shakes her hand, and then clasps it in both just like she did mine.

"So good to meet you Jinx. I'm Janet" she says, saying her name again. It's a bit kooky, to say your name a second time when everyone heard it the first. It's odd, and honestly, kinda adds to the freaky element. As if Janet is some kind of silver haired robot, with eyes that are just a light as her hair, a steely gray that draws you right in. 

"Jinx, was sort of, tricked into coming here. This...is not her thing." I say. 

"Oh." Janet says and then I watch Jinx blink several times, and I can already see her panic setting it. Maybe I was a terrible person, but seeing other people scared, ALSO made me excited. So Jinx's terrified little five foot two self, looking at our silver haired hostess with clear horror on her face, has my nipples hard as hell, and my panties soaking up the effects tiny little Jinx has on me everytime she's scared. 

"Well then." Janet says and looks at me and I smile and give a little shrug. 

"Well then what?" Jinx asks? Blair, Willow and Scarlett giggling. 

"Why don't we bring your things inside? Then we can go over a few things before you sign the contracts and the NDA's, so Jinx here know what to expect." Janet says.

"Contracts?! NDA's? What?!" Jinx's head looks around, darting back and forth between all of us , her eyes wides as saucers, making my clit throb. Her fear was an aphrodisiac. I wouldn't normally befriend someone that was such a scaredy cat. But with Jinx I'd made an exception. I adored her. And not just because her fraidy cat nature was like secret foreplay for me to use later on when I was alone with my battery operated boyfriends. But because she was adorable, and sweet, and an actual good person, and there weren't many of those left in this world. 

"Oh dear." Janet says as she watches Jinx freak out and snatch her hand back and take a few steps back. 

"What is this place? What are we here for? I'm not signing anything!" Jinx squeaks and Janet's clears her throat and nods. 

"You dont have to dear." Janet shakes her head. 

Jinx whimpers. She fucking whimpers and I swear to god, I can't wait to touch myself later to that sound. She's fucking terrified and it hasn't even begun. So hot. Her fear is so fucking hot. 

I also know, Jinx WILL sign the contract. She WILL sign the NDA, because she's not going to want to "ruin" the weekend or be a "downer". She'll suffer through it for us, like she always does. 

"Let's just go inside, and you can decide after Janet tells us more about Devil's Hallow." I say and Janet nods. 

"Yes, let's go inside." Janet nods and Jinx shakes as Scarlett gently touches her arm and strokes it. It's okay Jinxy. Shhhh" she soothes her and I lick my lips , so fucking hungry for what's in store.