Ghost Ride

At Cosmoland, children were dragging their parents to different rides, young men were trying to impress their dates by winning the carnival games and older couples were just out to have fun.

And Gabby was bored out of her mind.

But what did you expect from the local Rent-A-Cop. For nine hours she roamed around the amusement park looking for rule breakers, which were mostly kids sneaking into rides and the occasional drunkard making a scene. But when things were nice and quiet, it meant a day of boredom for the redhead. On a good note it meant that she could ride the rides for free and no one would notice. And it turns out that she was having one of those days. Now to decide what ride.

The Double Shot? Uh… No. Fear of shooting up in the air at a high speed.

Bumper Cars? Nah, too childish.

The Inverter? She really didn’t feel like blowing chunks today.

That’s when the Ghost Ride, the oldest attraction at Cosmoland caught her eye. Sure she could go on the “scary ride” and relax since all there were was painted mannequins and fake spider webs. As she walked towards the old ride she saw as an added bonus, that there was no one in the line. She walked up to the ride and waved at the bald attendant, Oscar.

“Hey Oscar,” she started, stepping over the velvet cord used to keep lines in order, “Mind if I have a ride?”

“Sure, Gab. Besides, we’re closing up for the night so you’re the last customer.” She climbed into a large black cart and sat on the highest seats. Oscar pulled on a lever and the cart began to move. Unknown to the security guard, the man pulled out a cell phone and quickly sent a text message.

She’s coming.

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If Gabby was bored outside then it was a little worse inside. For the past five minutes she visited Dr. Frankenstein’s laboratory, Dracula’s castle, the Swamp Thing’s lake and the Devil’s hell. The cart creaks on and started traveling through the last area, the Graveyard. The scene around her was filled with menacing looking trees, fake headstones and very badly done zombies. She laughed at the scary Freddy Kruger that was leaning against one of the trees. High school kids could create a scarier scene. And then the oddest thing happened.

The cart stopped in the middle of the graveyard.

As soon as it did, a fog machine in the back was out on full steam, steam, because in a few minutes the redhead couldn’t see the darkness in front of her face. All she saw was the gray smoke and all she felt was the air around her get ridiculously cold. Thinking that it was just apart of the ride she relaxed letting her head rest on the side of cart.

Then she heard voices. Fake moans and screams. Probably from an old sound effects CD.

Then a long “Woooo”, though the last sounded realistic. The fog cleared up and she saw something that would change her whole perspective about the ride. In the cart with her crouched one of the actors clad in a blue skeleton suit and donning a red skeleton mask that covered their eyes while paint covered up everything the mask did not. The actor’s mouth was curled up in a sneaky smile as if the person was planning something. And their hand caressed her thigh and Gabby knew that this wasn’t apart of the ride.

She began to straighten her body and was about to lunge at the person to prevent anything else from happening but then felt her arms being restrained.

Another “Woooo” was sounded. The person making the sound was closer than the first one. In fact their mouth was right by Gabby’s right ear. She slowly turned to the new person and saw that they were dressed like the red skeleton but neon green replaced all the red. The green skeleton laughed – a feminine laugh - softly, blowing hot air onto her ear causing Gabby to gasp. What did Red and Green want with her? She began to struggle against the grip and kick wildly but once Red caught her ankles and held them apart. She was caught.

The redhead flailed in the arms of her captors when an idea sprouted in her head. But as soon as she opened her mouth to scream one of Green’s hands covered her mouth. A chuckle came from below her. Her head fell forward. This was it. She was going to be raped. The hand on her mouth left and cupped her chin tipping upwards so she was forced to look at Green who shook her head as if saying no to something. Then she whistled at Red who immediately nodded. Surprisingly both skeletons released their hold on the guard but “attacked” the redhead before she had a chance to recover.

Below, Red grabbed the hem of Gabby’s pants and began to drag them down her legs while above, Green grabbed the bottom of her shirt and yanked it up and over the guard’s head. Gabby, stunned by the actions, didn’t move until she fully realized that the two had her dressed in only her matching blue bra and silk panties. Her hands quickly covered them but like a parent stopping a child from doing something bad, both Red and Green slapped her hands away.

Not only was she almost naked, waiting to be raped in a broken ride, she was now cold. She shook, goose bumps appearing on her skin. Gabby gasped and her body shivered, not at the cold, but at the warmth provided by a pair of lips, Green’s lips, on her shoulder. She gasped again, feeling warm kisses placed on her lower leg. She looked down and stared at Red as she traveled upward just as she felt her bra loosen and suddenly disappear.

Again she tried covering her now bare chest from the cold air but Green growled into her ear as the actor hands roamed over the front of Gabby’s body. Needless to say the effect was immediately and the security guard would no longer argue about the cold. She was too busy squirming and moaning, thinking about the intense feeling in her stomach to notice that Red had disposed of her underwear and was currently massaging the bundle of nerves located between her legs with her tongue. With Green’s skillfully fingers caressing the supple mounds on her chest and Red eased her fingers in and out of Gabby’s hot and writhing body the redhead was thrown violent in her own little storm of pleasure. Finally she let out a loud whimper, her body twitching as she was sent over the edge.

Around ten o’clock two women left the oldest ride in the park, still clothed in costume, and headed to the parking lot. But before they could even get to an exit they were stopped by someone who tugged on their arms. They turned around and were shocked to see the redhead security guard behind them. They were more surprised to see a pair of handcuffs swinging on her finger.

“You know what you did,” she started, taking a step towards them, “Is called sexual assault.”

Both actors looked at each other and gulped hard before looking at the guard who had the biggest smile on her face. “But there is a way to get out of this.” The redhead statements had Green and Red’s attention.

“How about a repeat performance?” The skeletons smiled at each other before grabbing her arms and leading her back to the Ghost Ride.