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The Legend of Millcreek Barn

By: Mr_Erotica



It was the night before Halloween and I sat at my computer while my husband Mike slept in the recliner. I had been e-mailing a secret online lover of mine for over two hours. Needless to say, I was extremely aroused. I had been carrying on with this sweet man over the Internet for a few months now and I felt more in touch with him than I did with my own husband. I know that is wrong, but that is how I feel. 

I checked the number of e-mails that Allen had sent me and I was surprised that we were already up to seventy seven responses. It seemed like I could talk to him about anything and be open and relaxed about it. It was really weird because it seems like I spent so many years looking for a mate with just one or two of the same interests that I had. Well, after ten years of marriage and two beautiful children, I find my perfect match.

Allen and I have talked about anything and everything. There is nothing that I feel embarrassed or ashamed about when I talk with him. When we talk on the phone it is such a relaxing feeling from hearing his soothing voice. I know one thing though, Allen has become a very important person in my life even though we have never met face to face and there is eight hundred miles between us.

Allen and I have been talking about this Halloween party that is in Missouri, which is about forty miles from where I live. There is this eerie legend there that has been passed down by the word of mouth for decades. Nobody knows for sure what the legend is but word has it that there is this spooky barn there in Millcreek that is haunted.

Allen and I e-mailed back and forth all night about this Halloween party that was being held in the Millcreek Barn. We both wanted to go so bad that we could feel it. It was being hyped up as the party of the century and that it was to be attended at your own risk. It sounded spooky and exciting yet at the same time it sounded so romantic and erotic.

I just sat there and smiled as Allen told me that if he was taking me he would dress up as a pirate. He wanted to wear this patch over his eye and pretend that he was Redbeard. I told him that I always dress up as El Vira at Halloween because of my long black hair. Allen seemed to like the idea of me dressing up as El Vira by the sweet remarks he made in the following e-mails.

As I sat there waiting for Allen's next e-mail, I drifted off to last year's Halloween party that Mike and I attended. We went to his friends house and I wore my usual El Vira outfit. I remember walking into the party with my arm around mike as I strutted in wearing these six inch open toe stiletto's. Everyone turned their head to look at me as I walked past. Mike never displayed any jealousy and I kind of hated that. I wanted him to want me, not just expect me to be there with him. 

The party was wild. After several drinks, I was ready for some serious fucking so I led Mike into one of the bedrooms in the house but he thwarted my plans and told me to wait until we got home. I don't know why, but getting laid at a party like that has always been a turn on for me. Even in high school I got laid at Halloween parties but ever since I have been married, I have been denied. 

I snapped out of my memory of last years party and read another of Allen's e-mails. He always had this way of making me smile no matter how upset or mad I was. We continued talking about the party at Millcreek Barn until the wee hours of the morning. It had been sixty two years now that the barn has been haunted and the idea of attending drove me absolutely insane. If I could find a way for Allen and I to sneak away and go to it I would have. Since there was three states and eight hundred miles between us, the possibilities were unreal.

As Allen described what he wanted to do to me at the party I couldn't help but to grow incredibly wet. Since Mike was still asleep in the living room, I slipped my hand into my panties and began to run my middle finger up and down my wet slit. Allen just drove me crazy with desire and lust. I never masturbated much in my life as I always saved up my energy for when I had a good fuck, but with Allen it was different. 

Not a day could pass now without me fingering myself into oblivion while thinking about Allen. I never saw a picture of him but his description alone was all I needed. It didn't matter that he was six feet two inches tall and weighed one hundred and ninety eight pounds. It didn't matter that I never saw his blue eyes or his short brown hair. It didn't even matter that I never even saw his cock. What mattered was his brain. His mind was so much like mine that it was incredible. 

As I closed my eyes I began to push my finger deeper into my pussy. God, I was so incredibly wet and my breasts were aching with incredible desire. While my finger continued to slip up and down my slit, I slipped my hand up under my sleep shirt and began to squeeze my breast. A soft moan escaped my lips as I felt my nipple stiffen rapidly. 

I have such sensitive nipples, the kind that grow to about three quarter inch long. They are so sensitive when I stroke them that I can make myself cum just from stroking them and pulling on them. As I worked over my sensitive areas with my fingers, I envisioned Allen slipping in front of me and entering me.

I let out a soft moan as I pushed my finger deeper into my pussy as though it was Allen's cock. I began tossing my head from side to side as I worked my finger in and out, each stroke going deeper and deeper into my cunt. God, I could feel him. Allen was leaning over me, pushing so deeply into me, causing me to shudder with delight. I could feel my climax approaching so I began to rub my clit. 

My clit was protruding from behind it's hood and I began to rapidly circle it with my finger. Oh God, I could feel Allen now. I could feel his warm breath against my face as he leaned over me and fucked me. I could feel his warm flesh pressing against my body and I could feel my 38 DD's smashing into his chest. I was on the verge of cumming and I was just about to go for it all when suddenly I heard a voice.

"Colleen, are you coming to bed?"

I froze. It was Mike and he was walking down the hallway toward the computer room. I yanked my hand out of my panties and pulled my hand down from under my shirt. I quickly shook my head to straiten out my hair when he walked in.

"Are you coming to bed or are you going to sleep in front of the computer all night?" Mike asked as he stood in the doorway.

I didn't want to turn around to look at him just yet because I know he would see the look of lust in my eyes. I could feel that my face was flushed and that alone would have been a dead give away.

"I'll be in there in just a second, let me shut it down," I said as I never looked back at him.

"Well hurry up, you're always on that damned computer anymore," Mike said as he turned around and walked into our bedroom.

I let out a sigh of relief as my heart was still racing. I was disappointed because I was so close to cumming when I was nearly caught. I decided to not press my luck so I told Allen goodnight and I shut off my computer.

I sat at my computer desk for a moment trying to compose myself. I bet Mike got an eyeful as my long sleep shirt was bunched up around my waist. As I looked down I saw the large wet spot in my panties. I stood up and pulled my panties off and tossed them down the laundry chute before walking into our bedroom.

I pulled the blanket up over me and Mike was already asleep. I laid there thinking about Allen and how wonderful and alive he has made me feel. A smile crept across my face as I began thinking about the Halloween party at the Millcreek Barn. As I thought about the creepy haunted barn I couldn't help but to remain highly aroused at all of the endless possibilities that Allen and I could do in a place like that. I reached down and squeezed my mound. I saw stars for a moment but I grew incredibly tired. As I continued to think about the party, I fell fast asleep.

"Are you going to get ready?" Mike asked as he shook me while I slept.

"Mmmmm, go back to sleep," I moaned softly as I pulled my pillow over my head.

"Come on Colleen, get up and get dressed, the party is waiting for us," Mike said as he shook me again.

Suddenly I found myself wide awake as my pillow remained on my head. I had cobwebs in my mind as I tried to comprehend what my husband just said. I laid there for a moment before slowly pulling my pillow off of my head.

"What the hell," I asked myself as I looked up at my husband who was dressed up like a 1930's gangster.

I just looked up at him with a confused look on my face. I couldn't figure out why Mike was dressed up in last years Halloween costume.

"Aww, don't tell me that you forgot about the party tonight," Mike said as he pulled my blanket down and chuckled.

The cool fall air sent chills down my spine as Mike pulled my blanket down. The long sleep shirt that I had worn was bunched up around my waist and my pussy was completely exposed to my husbands lingering gaze.

"Come on, go get showered and get dressed, It'll take us an hour to drive to Millcreek so get a move on," Mike barked out as he took my hand and literally pulled my up and out of our bed.

I stumbled across our bedroom and went to take a shower. The whole time I was standing under the water I kept thinking about Allen and what it would be like with him at that party. After showering, I shaved my legs and trimmed my bush until I was happy with what I saw.

"Hurry up in there already," Mike hollered as I shut off the water.

I remained silent as I did my hair and put on a little bit of make up. After I was finished, I walked back to my room and walked over to my closet. Before I opened the closet, I admired myself in the mirror. 

I liked what I saw. At thirty six I still had a tight body. All of those kick boxing classes actually did pay off as my legs and buns were tight. Looking at my breasts I was still happy as everything was still where it was since high school. The only difference was that I now had larger breasts. Looking down at my bush I couldn't help but to smile as I could see my pussy lips were swollen and parted from thinking about Allen. 

Looking down I admired my feet. Again I smiled as Allen has told me over and over how he has a serious foot fetish. For a moment I became lost in a fantasy as I could picture Allen's beautiful cock sliding between my two feet. Quickly I snapped out of it and admired how nice the polish looked on my toes. 

I slowly scanned all the way up my five foot one frame in the mirror when and evil grin crept across my face. As I peered into my green eyes, I knew that Allen wanted so desperately to see what I was now looking at. 

"Lets get dressed, we don't have all night," Mike said as he poked his head into our room. 

Startled, I jumped and turned around before turning back to our closet and opening it. As I reached inside to grab my costume I became confused. I searched through the rack for my El Vira costume but it was no where to be found.

"Mike, where is my costume at?" I shouted toward the hallway.

"They didn't have it ready so the lady behind the desk gave me a witches costume for the same price," Mike shouted back to me.

I just stood there totally shocked and pissed off as I hated witches. I picked up the costume and carried it over to the bed and set it down. There was a large black cape with a really spooky looking hat. I pulled a small bag out from between the material and saw a magic wand. I chuckled with disgust as I really didn't want to go as a fucking witch._

"Hurry up," Mike hollered into the room.

"Shut up, I'll be ready in a minute," I bitched back at him.

I walked over to my dresser and decided that since I had no choice but to go as a witch then I better get ready. After all, I really did want to go to the Millcreek Barn Halloween party. 

I pulled the top drawer of my dresser open and picked up my black lace garter belt. I stepped into it and pulled it up my legs until I had it positioned high on my waist. Looking at myself in the mirror I knew that Allen would love to be watching me dress right now.

Next I pulled out a package of new sheer black stockings. I sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled the first stocking from the package. I lifted my leg and pointed my toes as I slipped the rolled up stocking over my pointed toes. Slowly I began to unroll the stocking. It felt incredible the way that the nylon hugged my leg. I extended my leg out strait as I rolled the sheer black stocking up my thigh. Glancing in the mirror I again smiled because I know that Allen loves it when I tell him I wear these kinds of sexy clothes. I attached the garters to my stocking and reached for the second stocking. Again I lifted my legs and pointed my toes as I slipped the sheer stocking onto my foot. Again I watched in the mirror as I rolled the soft sexy stocking up my leg. I attached the garters to my stocking and stood up.

I adjusted my stockings so they were even. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out a nice pair of panties. I was about to step into them when I stopped and set it back down in the drawer. I reached under my panties and pulled out a brand new black thong that I bought for special occasions. As I pulled the dainty piece of material up my legs, I looked over my shoulder into the mirror, again smiling as I thought of Allen. I watched as the thin strap disappeared into my ass before adjusting the thin elastic waistband high on my hips.

I really didn't want to wear a bra but I knew Mike would get a little pissed so I decided to wear this ultra sexy bra that basically just held up my tits. I hooked the clasp between my breasts and looked down, noticing that my areola's and nipples were still visible above my bra. I wanted to wear this bra because I knew that whenever I moved, the cape would rub over my nipples and keep them hard all night. 

"Hurry up Colleen," Mike shouted as I picked up my witches cape. 

"I'm coming," I hollered back with a grin on my face as I pulled the thin black frumpy cape over my body. I looked in the mirror at how short the cape was. I turned away and looked over my shoulder into the mirror and watched as I slowly bent over. 

"My God," I thought to myself as I bent over, revealing the creamy tops of my legs above my stocking tops and the lower half of my ass.

Instantly I felt myself get even wetter as I thought about how much Allen would love to be taking me tonight looking like this. I bent over and picked up this small bag on the bed that was still attached to the hanger. I busted up laughing as it was a pair of fake glasses that had this really long nose attached to them. I quickly put the glasses on and began to laugh hysterically as I saw how funny I looked.

I picked up the hat and placed it on my head. Suddenly I had this strange feeling, almost like I had witch powers. I couldn't believe how much like a witch I looked like. My laughter was now gone as I just stared at myself in the full length mirror.

I picked up the magic wand and suddenly I felt chills run down my spine. I felt like I could control everything around me. Suddenly I was disturbed.

"Jesus Christ Colleen, lets go," Mike hollered.

"I just need to put my shoes on," I shouted back at him as I walked over to my closet and picked up my incredibly sexy six inch platform heels.

I loved these shoes but I never wore them outside of the bedroom. Tonight however, I was wearing them to a special party. I sat down on the end of the bed and slipped my foot into the open toe strappy shoe. I loved these shoes because the thin strap around the ankle winds all the way up over my calves to my knees. Literally all of my foot is exposed as only a couple of thin straps cross over the top of my foot. I laced them up around my calves and then stood up. I quickly looked at myself in the mirror. God I wanted Allen to be taking me tonight I thought to myself as I slowly turned and walked out of my room.

"It's about damned time," Mike said as he opened the door for me to walk through. 

"Well, you don't want your wife to look like shit do you?" I asked mike as I glanced back at him and smiled.

"Just get in the truck and lets go," Mike said as he jumped in and started the engine.

As soon as the engine started I could feel my pussy grow even wetter. I don't know why but every time I am in this truck I become incredibly aroused. I knew one thing for sure, either after the party Mike was going to fuck me in this truck or I was going to give him the blow job of his life.

Quickly we sped away. It was dark and it was quite chilly out, almost downright cold. I reached out and turned the heater on as I tried to get warm. 

"What's the matter, are those nipples of yours getting hard?" Mike asked as he laughed and sped down the road.

I just chuckled but in reality he was right, my nipples were hard and they were aching for attention. I failed to bring a jacket or coat with me so I shifted over and sat closer to my husband. As we drove along, the fog began to thicken even more.

As we drove through this one small town I decided that I would turn the radio on. As I reached out to push the button, my hand was stopped by Mike's.

"No baby, just enjoy the night in silence," Mike said as he stared into my eyes for what seemed to be an eternity.

"But it's boring to drive without a radio," I said softly as I returned my hand back to my lap.

"That's what's so unique about Halloween, you will ruin the aura of it if you turn the radio on," Mike said sternly as he looked back at the road in front of him. 

I just rolled my eyes and looked out the passenger door window as I leaned up against him even more as I tried to get warm. The streets looked deserted and it appeared that everyone was inside as not a soul was to be seen anywhere.

We finally made it through the one light town and began to pick up speed as we made our way to Millcreek. I kept silent as I began thinking about Allen in order to make the time pass more quickly. 

Suddenly I was pulled from my fantasy about Allen as Mike blew the horn and rapidly sped around a slow moving vehicle. The whole time, he was cussing and swearing.

"You're ruining the aura of Halloween," I said to Mike as I looked up and into his eyes.

"Well, if you can't drive the speed limit then you shouldn't be allowed on the road," Mike hollered back as he pushed his speed up to eighty miles per hour.

"Slow down Mike, I want to get there in one piece," I said as I placed my hand on his thigh and squeezed.

As my fingers massaged his thigh, his speed began to slow. It was a good thing we did as the fog suddenly grew much thicker. It was now almost impossible to see fifty feet in front of us. As we made our way, Mike suddenly spotted the exit sign for Millcreek.

"Oh shit," Mike moaned as he swerved his truck to get off the freeway. 

We came to a crashing halt and realized that we couldn't see a thing. We both looked both ways to make sure that nobody was coming before Mike turned right.

"Aren't we supposed to go the other way Mike?" I asked him.

"Yeah, your right," Mike said as he slowed down and pulled into an old gravel driveway. 

We turned around and slowly made our way toward Millcreek. The fog was so incredibly thick and I actually found it arousing. I suddenly found myself slipping into another fantasy about Allen. We were running through the foggy field when Allen caught mer from behind. As I sat against my husband I hoped that he wouldn't see me smiling from what I was thinking about. Allen pulled me closer to him and pushed me over, causing me to bend before him. The fog was so thick that nobody could see us. I suddenly felt a rush of juices coat my pussy as I imagined Allen pushing my panties to the side and fucking me. 


The Legend of Millcreek Barn



"Were just about there," Mike said as he snapped me out of my fantasy.

I squeezed his thigh as I tried to look for the old haunted barn. Suddenly we came up on a set of break lights. Mike slowed down to just about a complete stop as the car in front of us was turning. 

"Here it is," Mike said with excitement in his voice.

I smiled as my eyes remained glued to the tail lights of the car in front of us. We could barely see in front of us but we managed to see the sign and then the parking lot. We pulled in next to the car we were following and parked.

"We made it, are you scared?" Mike said as he bent down and kissed me softly on my lips. 

I kissed him back, leaving my eyes open as I watched the car door open next to us. I wished Mike would have kissed me harder because I was ready to fuck right here and right now. I watched a lady dressed up as Barbie stand up and close her door.

"Lets go," Mike said as he pulled his door open and stepped out. 

I quickly stepped out of Mike's side and shut the door behind me. As we looked up at the barn we just stood there in awe.

The barn looked incredibly spooky. It was so huge as there were two floors in it. I could see the windows glowing with an eerie orange light. There was music playing and I could hear the unmistakable sounds of a party in progress. There were spooky Halloween lights hanging from the roof and there was a trail of jack-o'-lanterns leading from the parking lot to the entrance. 

"Hello," the lady dressed as Barbie said to me as her and her significant other began walking along side of us. 

"Hi," I said back, noticing how much like Barbie she really looked like.

"I'm Barbie and this is my husband Gene," Barbie said as we all looked at each other.

Gene was dressed up as a clown and before I could even utter a word, Mike took the lead.

"I'm Mike and this is my lovely wife Colleen," Mike said as he looked over at both of them

We all exchanged pleasantries and made our way toward the entrance. The cold air sent shivers down my spine as suddenly and eerie feeling overcame me. 

"I can't believe they are having a party in here tonight," Barbie said as she looked over at me.

"I know, isn't this just the spookiest place to have a Halloween party?" I said as I looked down into Barbie's eyes.

"Tell me about it, it has been so long since the tragedy and everyone still fears this old barn," Barbie said softly as we made our way up the path lined with pumpkins.

"So what really happened here, what is this legend crap all about," Mike said with a snicker in his voice.

"You mean to tell me that you never heard the legend of Millcreek barn?" Gene said inquisitively.

"Well, we have heard rumors but it was so long ago since the tragedy happened that we aren't sure if what we heard was even true." Mike said as we stopped for a moment under a large tree to talk.

"Well, in 1889 there was this young farmer who farmed this land. He farmed the land along with raising horses for the locals to buy. On Halloween night he was in the barn finishing up some chores when he heard something. He recognized that it was his fiancé who was crying out and rushed up to the second floor," Gene said as another couple dressed up in costumes passed on by us.

"Then what?" I asked as I shivered from the chilly night air.

"When he made it up to the second floor he was surprised by an attacker. He was over powered and suddenly found himself tied up. Legend has it that he was stripped naked and bound with bailing twine. A noose was then placed around his neck and he was forced to stand on the end of a large wooden plank that was out over the edge of the second floor," Gene said quietly as he looked both ways, pausing long enough for another couple to pass us by.

"Well, what happened next," I urged as I felt my nipples stiffening from the chilly air.

"The guy that over powered the farmer then pulled his fiancé out from under a pile of burlap bags and raped her. He made the poor young man watch him rape his beautiful bride to be over and over. Legend has it that what the man witnessed wasn't rape at all. Allegedly he witnessed his fiancé willingly wrap her legs around her attacker," Gene said as he looked directly into my eyes.

I felt this strange surge of electricity race through my body. My nipples began to throb and my breasts began to ache. There was a sudden burning sensation in my cunt and I could feel my juices beginning to flow. The chilly night air made my elevated breathing obvious as everyone could now see my breath.

"Wow, so she was cheating on him," I said meagerly as I felt my nipples pinching with desire.

"Yeah," Mike said as he lowered his voice until another group of costume clad guests slowly walked toward the barn.

"According to legend, she met this young man as he was passing through town . He worked for an out of state company and when he stopped in town, he met her. When his company moved on, he remained behind," Gene said softly as he turned and looked at the barn as it was surrounded by fog.

"This is a load of crap," Mike said as he chuckled and began to laugh lightly.

"Shut up Mike," I said as I poked my finger into his ribs as my way of telling him to knock it off.

"Go on Gene," I said as I looked back up at his clown face.

"Allegedly the farmer's fiancé fell in love with this guy and together they planned this elaborate plan to cause him to leave her. The original plan was for him to rape her and have her fiancé just leave her. The problem came when he witnessed his fiancé slowly lower her legs around her attacker's waist and begin to fuck him as well," Gene said as Barbie and I both shifted our positions as if we both were trying to hide our arousal.

"So that's when they killed him?" I asked as I glanced over at Barbie before looking back at Gene.

"Yeah. They knew that her fiancé was going to try to kill them so they killed him instead. His own fiancé stepped out onto the plank and stared him right in the eyes. She lifted her hand and slowly began to chant some kind of spell before saying good bye and pushing him off the edge of the plank with the noose around his neck," Gene said softly as he looked down into my eyes.

"That's spooky, was she a witch or something?" I asked as Mike laughed and began to make some stupid comments.

"Legend has it that she was a witch. Legend also has it that he would be back to get his revenge and his fiancé back," Gene said just barely above a whisper as he looked into my eyes.

"How is he going to do that," I said as I felt like I was going into a trance from listening to Gene's soft rhythmic voice.

"Nobody knows," Gene said softly.

"But I wouldn't want to be wearing a witches costume in their tonight," Gene said softly as a slight breeze blew across us, sending chilly night air up under my cape causing my nipples to stiffen even harder.

I shuddered lightly upon hearing what Gene just said. I could feel something in the air. It was probably all in my head but I swear I could feel some weird electrical impulses under my skin.

"Nothing is going to happen tonight, so lets just go in and get something to drink," Mike said as he stepped away and began to walk toward the entrance.

"You are probably right, but I wouldn't want to be dressed up as a witch in here tonight," Gene said as he turned and followed behind Mike.

We all followed behind Mike. I walked along side Barbie as Gene caught up to Mike. As we waited for Mike and Gene to pay the admission I looked up at the old wooden barn. I had to admit that it was spooky. The fog blowing all around us and the glowing pumpkins added to the spooky legend that Gene just told us. The gentleman pulled the sliding barn door open and we all stepped inside.

I was amazed yet a little spooked out as the inside seemed so elegant. It was nice as there was a concrete floor to walk on compared to the gravel driveway we had to walk across to get to the barn. For a moment, all four of us just stood there, gazing at this haunted structure that was all decked out for this party. 

There were no lights, just candles. Small shelves on the poles and walls housed pumpkins that were glowing orange from the candles within. As I looked up, I was amazed as a chandelier hung from the ceiling. It was a wrought iron piece that had what looked like hundreds of candles on it. There was this incredible glow over the center of the barn where there were people dancing to the beat of the music.

We slowly walked over to the bar and after a few minutes and several customers in front of us, we all ordered drinks. While we were waiting for the bartender I couldn't help but to feel aroused. It was chilly inside this barn and every time I took a step the nylon cape would rub back and forth over my nipples, causing them to ache with desire.

Mike handed me a drink and we all slowly walked around. As we walked along the wall, I was drawn to the perfectly carved pumpkins. I had never before in my life seen such exquisite carvings. As we made our way along the wall, we saw people dressed up in every imaginable costume.

We found a table and we all sat down. As we made small talk I couldn't stop looking around. Remembering what Gene had told us earlier I looked up at the second floor which went around the entire barn, leaving the entire middle of the barn open all the way to the ceiling. I began looking for the noose that was used along with the wooden plank that the farmer had to stand on. I became disappointed as the plank and noose was nowhere to be seen.

Barbie and I continued to make small talk while the guys talked about football. As Barbie and I talked, I looked across to the other tide of the barn. It was hard to see because of the crowd but I could make out the horse stalls that lined the wall. 

"Lets dance," Barbie said as she quickly stood up and held out her hand for me. 

Without thinking, I slipped my hand into hers and stood up. We walked to the dance floor and we began to sway to the eerie beat as we faced each other. As I danced, I looked up at the chandelier and all of the glowing candles. It was like I was transported back to another time as I became lost in the hypnotizing effect of the candles. Suddenly I was brought back to reality as someone bumped into me.

Looking to see who it was I became a bit annoyed. It was a man dressed up as the Riddler from Batman. He stared deeply into my eyes before throwing his hands up in front of my face.

"Beware, leave at once before you are doomed," he said in a husky deep voice as he turned and quickly scurried away. 

I suddenly stopped dancing as did Barbie. A weird chill raced down my spine all the way to my toes. I don't know why but I became scared as I turned and began walking back to my husband. Barbie quickly came upon my side.

"What was that all about?" Barbie asked as her shoulder brushed up against mine.

"I don't know, and I don't want to find out either," I said as we reached our table and sat down.

"What's the matter with you, it looks like you just saw a ghost?" Mike said with a grin on his face.

I reached down and picked up my drink and downed the rest of it. I slammed the empty glass down in front of him and asked him to get me another one.

Mike stood up and checked with Gene and Barbie before walking over to the bar. I didn't want to tell Mike what just happened because I knew he would tell me that I was drunk or I was loony. When Mike was out of earshot I looked up at Barbie and Gene.

"What happened?" Gene asked as he leaned forward over the table and placed his hands on top of his wife's hands.

"Someone scared her," Barbie said to her husband as they both looked at me.

I just sat there for a moment thinking about what just happened. Chills were still running up and down my body and I was actually afraid.

"Who bothered you?" Gene asked with some concern in his voice.

"I paused for a moment as I looked to see if my husband was on his way back yet. Mike was nowhere to be seen so I looked up at Gene and Barbie.

"I don't know, some guy dressed up as the Riddler from Batman bumped into me and when he looked at me it was as though he saw a ghost. He threw his hands up and told me to beware and that I was in great danger," I said as my breathing was growing heavier from being frightened.

"Oh it was probably just someone playing a prank, after all, it is Halloween night," Mike said as he tried to sound encouraging.

"Yeah Colleen, it was probably just a prank," Barbie said softly as she looked from my eyes over to her husbands before returning back to mine.

"Well, it seemed awfully real," I said as I sat up and tried to compose myself just as Mike returned with our drinks.

As we again began to sip on our drinks I just sat there, slipping in and out of a fantasy about Allen. I missed him so much and I wanted nothing more than for him to be here with me but I knew that was impossible. The longer I thought about Allen, the more relaxed I became.

"I have to go pee, will you come with me?" Barbie asked as she slipped out of her seat and stood up.

"Yeah, I have to go too," I said as I stood up and excused myself from the table.

As we walked I noticed how much more crowded it was now. As we made our way to the other side of the barn I began looking for the man in the Riddler costume. As I scanned around the dimly lit barn, he was nowhere in sight.

We finally made it to the rest rooms which were nothing more than two converted horse stalls. Barbie went in first and I waited just outside the door. There were now hundreds of people milling around and the dance floor was filling up fast. I recognized the dance song that was playing and began to bounce to the beat while I waited for Barbie to finish up in the rest room.

Suddenly I screamed and jumped as I spun around as fast as I could in these stiletto's. I felt like such a fool as several people turned to look at me. I'm sure my face was red as I became startled by leaning into a bunch of corn stalks that were tied around a wooden pole

As I waited, my thoughts again returned to Allen. I just wished he was here as he would be much more understanding than my husband. A smile flashed across my face as I became more relaxed. Just then, the Riddler stepped in front of me. He stared down into my eyes and towered over me.

"I told you to leave, leave before you are doomed," the Riddler said as he dashed off into the mass of people.

I suddenly felt my knees grow weak. My heart nearly stopped before it began beating wildly. I felt chills racing up and down my spine before my entire body began to ache. A slight gasp escaped my lips from freight as I leaned up against the corn stalk covered pole to brace myself. Even though I was scared half out of my wits, I noticed that my nipples were aching and my pussy was beginning to smolder.

The stall door opened and Barbie stepped out. She held the door for me and then saw the look on my face.

"It's all yours," Barbie said as she stood there holding the door open for me.

"What's wrong, did the Riddler come back?" Barbie asked as I reached out and placed my hand on the open door.

I nodded my head 'yes' as I slowly walked into the rest room. I quickly took a piss and washed my hands. I caught my breath and looked at myself in the tiny mirror that hung on the old wooden stall wall. The lighting was terrible as there were only a couple of candles in the stall for light. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open and walked over to Barbie.

"What did he say this time?" Barbie asked as we walked along the wall behind the dance floor.

"He told me to leave before I was doomed," I said as I felt little surges of electricity in my pussy from the nylon cape rubbing against my rock solid nipples. 

We stopped for a minute in the corner of the barn well behind the dance floor. Barbie turned to me and took my hands into her own.

"Do you want to see if there is a security guard here and report this loser?" Barbie asked as she squeezed my hands. 

"No, that's all right, I just wish Allen was here," I said softly but loud enough for Barbie to hear me above the music.

"Who is Allen?" Barbie asked with a questionable look on her face.

I began to tell her about Allen and how we met. As I told her about how compatible we were she completely understood. I became more relaxed and even smiled a bit as I told her about all of the fascinating things about Allen.

"Well, since you told me, I guess I can tell you that I have hooked up with someone on the Internet too," Barbie said with a smile on her face.

Barbie really opened up and began to tell me all about this guy she met in a chat room. As she told me all about him, I could sense that she was relieved that there was someone she could talk to about him. I listened to every word she said and appreciated everything she told me. The guy she met seemed like a nice guy but he wasn't my Allen. I don't think anyone could hold a candle to my Allen.

Barbie and I began to make our way across the barn toward our husbands. It was crowded and we were pretty much pushing our way through the crowd. Being in such close proximity to all these people was intoxicating. Others were brushing up against my body as we made our way toward our husbands. I could feel every touch as every nerve in my body began to shoot little jolts of electricity throughout my body. As I accidentally walked into the back of this guy dressed up as a priest, Barbie walked right into the back of me. The feeling of my breasts and nipples smashing into the back of a priest caused me to moan. When Barbie pressed up against my back side I felt my pussy begin to drip.

I began to grow dizzy as I forced my way through the mass of people. Everyone was dressed up in costumes and I couldn't tell who anyone was. All I knew was that I wanted to get back to our table.

We reached our table and we sat down. I was a little out of breath because of what just happened plus I was incredibly horny. Gene looked at his wife and then me.

"You saw him again didn't you?" Gene said with a genuinely concerned look on his clown face.

I glanced over at Barbie and she nodded her head. I looked up at my husband and saw that he wasn't even concerned. It was like this was a big joke to him.

"Yeah, he warned me that I was in grave danger," I said just before there was a loud round of applause out on the dance floor from a dancer doing a solo.

"Did you get a better look at him?" Gene asked as he looked at me from across the table.

"No, it all happened so fast. One second he was there, the next second he was gone. All I know is that he looked like the Riddler from Batman," I said as I picked up my drink and slugged the rest of it down.

"You're taking this legend crap too seriously," Mike said as he had to actually restrain himself from laughing.

I could see the looks of disappointment in Gene and Barbie's eyes as they watched my husband practically make an idiot out of himself. I knew one thing for sure, Allen would never act this way. He would protect me at all costs.

After a while Gene and Barbie decided that they were going to go walking around in hopes of finding their friends. I told them good luck as it was impossible to know who anybody was because of all of the costumes. We agreed that we would meet back here by this table at midnight to have another drink before we all left for home. 

I watched Barb and her husband walk off and disappear into the crowd. I leaned up against Mike and put my arm around him as we began to walk through the crowd. I wished so desperately that it was Allen who I was here with as we found a small opening in which we could stand. 

"Wait here, I'm going to get us another drink, the bar is right there," Mike said as he pulled free of my arm that was wrapped tightly around his waist.




The Legend of Millcreek Barn



Before I could even utter my objection, Mike was gone. Fear began to consume me and I could feel my nipples growing even tighter. I reached up and cupped my breast right through my black nylon cape and pinched my nipple. A loud sigh escaped my lips as I pictured Allen's mouth covering my nipple. I pinched it one more time before removing my hand from my breast and placing it at my side.

Suddenly I found myself trembling with excitement and fear. I turned my head and looked over to a stall when I saw him. I gasped as I saw him hiding behind the stall staring at me. I wanted to turn and run so I quickly turned around and looked for my husband. He was nowhere in sight and the small opening of space that we were standing in was shrinking rapidly.

I turned and looked back at the stall where the Riddler was. Suddenly he was gone. I felt my heart racing as I began looking all around for the Riddler. I was growing terrified and all I wanted was for Mike to appear at my side. Just then, Mike appeared and handed me another drink.

"What's the matter now Colleen?" Mike asked as he took a sip of his drink.

"I just saw him again," I said with a quivering voice, "He was over there behind that stall."

"I think you have had too much to drink'" Mike said as we began to walk in the opposite direction.

I hung on to Mike's arm as we walked. We said hello to a lot of costumed people before we made our way out onto the dance floor. They played a slow song and I never felt so safe as I did when I pulled myself into him. As we danced, I closed my eyes, imagining that it was Allen that I was dancing with. I smiled as I pressed my breasts and nipples into his chest. The nylon cape I was wearing felt so damned wonderful against my nipples. Whenever I moved and the material brushed across my nipples, I felt sparks flying out of my pussy.

Mike leaned back and looked down into my eyes. He smiled and lifted his hand to my fake witches nose and pushed it to the side. He kissed me tenderly on the lips before saying that he had to use the rest room. We both walked over to the stalls where the rest rooms were and we both went in. 

After I came out of the rest room I had to wait for Mike. When I looked down along the wall I nearly jumped out of my skin as I was looking into the eyes of the Riddler. I began to feel my knees tremble as I wanted Mike to come out of the rest room. I began to panic as I watched him walk and turn around a corner behind a stall. I wanted Mike to come out so we could go find him. The Riddler was now completely out of view as he disappeared before my eyes.

I couldn't stand it anymore. I took off toward the Riddler. I was shaking and trembling partly from the chilly air but mostly from freight. As I approached the stall where the Riddler slipped into I began asking myself if I was doing the right thing. I stopped right outside the door and looked back at the rest rooms for my husband. All of a sudden I screamed, only I screamed into the hand of the Riddler as he placed his hand over my mouth and pulled me into the stall.

I just froze as the Riddler held me up. It was like I was so terrified that not a body part on me worked. I was gasping for air through my nose as I never was able to turn my head to look up at him. I could feel his warm breath against my neck as he lowered his mouth to my ear and spoke softly.

"This is your last warning. Leave now before you awaken the spirit. If the spirit rises, it will spell death for you. Do you understand me?" the Riddler asked as he still had his hand over my mouth.

Slowly I could feel the Riddler removing his hand from my mouth. I began gasping for air as it was difficult to breath through the fake witches nose. I wanted to turn and face the Riddler but I was too scared.

"Wha, wha, what spirit?" I gasped out as the Riddler now had his hand completely removed from my mouth.

"The Ghost of Millcreek Barn," The Riddler blurted out as he remained behind me.

"If you awaken the spirit he will surely kill you. Legend has it that he vowed to come back to take what was rightfully his. Now go before it is too late and you put everyone's lives in danger," The Riddler said as he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me gently toward the door.

"Now go on and get out of here," he said as I walked through the door and never looked back.

I walked as fast as I could in the heels that I was wearing through the mass of people. I was terrified as I made my way over to where I left my husband. I could feel my heart beating as my breathing was at a near pant. I saw my husband up in front of me and I tried to make my way through the costumed guests. 

"Mike," I shouted out as I could see him looking around for me.

"I'm over here," I screamed as I waved my arm to try to get his attention.

The music was so loud I knew he couldn't hear me. I continued fighting my way through the crowd when all of a sudden I felt my ass being grabbed. Under normal conditions I would have slugged whoever touched me but right now I didn't even look back to see who it was because I didn't care. Finally I squeezed between this couple dressed up as a King and Queen and I reached out and grabbed Mike by his arm.

"Oh God Michael, I'm so scared," I cried out as I pulled myself tightly into his side.

"What the hell is wrong with you tonight, there is absolutely nothing to be afraid of," my husband said over the sound of the music and the people around us talking.

Please Michael, take me home," I begged of my husband.

"Knock it off, there is nothing to be worried about, I think you have just had too much to drink," Mike said as he began to chuckle as he looked down at me.

I was so scared I could feel my knees trembling. All I wanted to do was to go home to my safe house and relax. I was beginning to believe the Riddler as I felt something deep down inside that something evil was going to happen tonight.

"Lets go, take me home," I said to my husband as I took his hand and began pulling him toward the exit.

"Come on Colleen," Mike said as he sharply pulled my arm back, causing me to stumble in the stilettos I was wearing. 

"Knock it off already," Mike shouted with this evil look on his face. 

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I just wanted to leave. I thought I was going to end up in a full blown sob but somehow I managed not to cry. I was a strong person and I sucked it up somehow and kept my composure.

I turned and faced my husband and looked him dead in the eyes. I knew he could see I was pissed so I just gave it to him.

"You selfish uncaring bastard!" I cried out as I swung my arm and pounded Mike in the chest.

"You should be protecting me not trying to get me killed!" I screamed as I swung my arm back to hit him again only to find his strong hand grip my arm before I could strike him.

"Listen," Mike said as he twisted my arm and lowered it to my side.

"If you don't settle down and relax, your going to have a heart attack," Mike said with a stern voice.

My wrist was getting sore and finally he let it go. Instantly I pulled my arm up and grabbed my wrist with my other hand as I rubbed it from the pain. I just glared back at my husband as I thought a tear was about to trickle out of the corner of my eye. 

"Now lets go walk around," Mike said as he turned and began walking away.

I was still half scared to death so I ran as fast as I could in my stilettos until I reached Mike's side. I slipped my arm under his and held on to him tightly. We made our way over to the bar and Mike stopped to order us drinks.

As I waited patiently for Mike to give me my drink I began scanning my surroundings for the Riddler. I saw every imaginable costume you could think of but the Riddler was nowhere in sight.

"Here," Mike said as he turned and handed me my drink. 

Slowly we began walking around the dance floor over to where the rest rooms were. I continued to scan for the Riddler as he was still nowhere in sight. 

As we walked I couldn't believe how incredibly aroused I was. With every step I took, the nylon cape scraped across my rock solid nipples, sending jolts of electricity strait to my already wet cunt. The longer that I walked continuously the closer I came to having an orgasm. Just as I was on the verge of cumming, Mike stopped.

"There's Gene and Barbie over there," Mike said as he pointed toward them through the crowd.

"They still look alone so lets go say hello," Mike said as he took off toward them, leaving me behind. 

I began walking behind Mike as he cut through the mass of costumed party guests. I couldn't keep up and before I knew it we had become separated. I fought my way through the people until I caught up with Mike at the edge of the dance floor. 

Immediately Mike, Barbie, Gene and myself began to dance to the beat of the music while we talked. I finished my drink and handed my empty glass to a waiter that was walking past. Barbie asked if we wanted to go upstairs to grab a seat and relax for a while. Mike and I agreed so we followed Barbie and her husband through the mass entanglement of bodies.

We reached the stairs and I suddenly remembered that I was scared. The short time we had been dancing actually helped me relax a bit. Mike and I walked up the old wooden stairs side by side. As we made our way up, the steps made an eerie creaking sound every time we took a step. 

Once we made it to the top of the steps I was amazed at how nice it was decorated. There were pumpkins with candles in them everywhere. There were other Halloween decorations scattered about the fairly narrow second floor. 

We all paused for a moment and leaned up against the railing and looked down to the dance floor below. As Mike began talking with Gene, Barbie came around to my side and stood next to me. We began talking quietly and she began telling me more about the guy she met on the Internet. I listened to her every word knowing how wonderful she must have felt because I was somebody she could talk to about him. I began telling her about Allen, only reminding me more of how much I miss him.

We decided to sit down on the sofa behind us when the couple that was using it decided to leave. It was a tight fit and I sat on the end with my shoulders against Barbie's. Barbie and I began swapping stories about our online escapades while Gene and Mike continued to talk about football. 

I really liked Barbie and Gene and secretly I was hoping that we could become permanent friends after tonight. I was so comfortable and relaxed around Barbie that it didn't bother me that my cape was pulled up and the creamy flesh above my stocking was showing. As I bounced my leg up and down, I could feel my thong pulling against my clit, causing my pussy to burn and throb.

We continued to talk about everything and anything. The whole time I still kept my eyes open for the Riddler who seemed to have just disappeared. As we talked, I grew hornier and hornier. Just then Mike and Gene announced that they were going to the rest room.

Barbie and I smiled at our husbands and waved as they walked away. Barbie and I continued our conversation without moving apart. We still sat here shoulder to shoulder and hip to hip. Suddenly and out of nowhere a person dressed in a ghost costume jumped out in front of us.

"Trick or treat," The ghost said as he began to laugh.

Barbie and I also began to laugh. Suddenly we stopped laughing when the ghost bent down and began to touch me.

"It looks like you are the treat and you want to turn a trick," the ghost said as he reached down and placed his hand on my thigh just above my stocking top.

Instantly I reached out and pushed his hand away only to find his persistence. His hand slipped up my thigh and his fingers grabbed at the waist band of my thong.

"I said stop it," I shouted as I pushed his hand away and covered my legs the best I could.

"Hey asshole, our husbands are right there so if you want your ass kicked, you better get the hell out of here," Barbie said in a stern voice.

"Aww, what's the matter, is the witch afraid of the ghost?" the ghost figure asked in a sarcastic voice.

"Get out of here creep," Barbie bitched out at him. 

"Fuck you, you cunt," The ghost shouted at Barbie as he again reached down and placed his hand on my thigh, this time just below the top of my stocking.

"I think the pretty little witch wants to have some fun," The ghost laughed out as he quickly grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me right up out of the sofa.

I screamed and began wailing my fists wildly as the ghost simply overpowered me. Before I knew what happened, he had me over his shoulder and began carrying me away.

I felt a cool rush of air across my ass as my cape rode up, exposing my ass to everyone around me. I continued to beat on the ghost as he held me over his shoulder. I could feel his hands squeezing my legs tightly. Panic began to set in and just then, I reached down under his ass and grabbed his balls.

"Arrrrrggggghhhhhh," the ghost cried out as he lowered me to the ground as he fell to his knees. Suddenly Barbie showed up at my side and put her arm around me as she slowly walked me away from the ghost who was still on his knees in pain.

"You fucking bitch," the ghost shouted at us as we continued stepping away from him.

"Your not a witch, your a bitch," the ghost shouted as he stared into my eyes.

Suddenly I just stopped. I stood there while Barbie tugged on my waist and arm. I was pissed and I was tired of being scared so I began walking toward the ghost. I wanted nothing more than for my husband to walk up to me but I knew that I would have to handle this on my own.

"Come on Colleen, lets get out of here," Barbie said in a scared tone of voice.

I continued to walk slowly toward the ghost who was still cradling his balls in his hands. I walked up to the ghost, looking down at him and I raised my magic wand up into the air.

"Come on Colleen, lets leave this loser alone," she begged as she squeezed my hand and arm tightly.

"Not just yet, I want to teach this ass hole a lesson first," I said as it seemed like I slipped into some kind of trance.

"Please, I'm begging you," Barbie moaned out as I could feel her hand and palm sweating against my hand.

"It'll be all right," I said softly as I slowly began waving my magic wand.

"I am going to place a curse on this ass hole," I said softly as I suddenly began to have really weird feelings. 

My pussy was aching and wet and my nipples and breasts were throbbing. As I had my arm lifted over the ghost my cape was pulled up even higher, exposing my thong covered pussy to his view and my virtually naked ass to the party goers behind me. Just then I began to speak slowly as I waved my magic wand over the ghost.

"Hocus pocus you think your tough, for me you fool you're not tough enough. I cast this spell to show you why, you're thoughts and actions are not that sly. If you leave, you're soul I'll spare, but if you don't then that is your dare. I will not make it fast and quick, your life will be over with just one flick!" I said in a sadistic voice as I swung my magic wand toward the kneeling ghost and laughed hysterically.

Just then the ghost got up and ran away as fast as he could. Barbie again put her arm around me and turned me around and began walking me back to our sofa. Along the way Mike and Gene rejoined us. Barbie began to tell our husbands what just happened as we sat back down on the sofa.

Again, Mike looked at me like I was fruity as he seemed to not believe what happened. After a few minutes, Mike and Gene began talking about football while Barbie and I continued talking about what just happened. 

"Are you all right?" Barbie asked as she placed her soft hand on my thigh with her palm on my bare flesh and her fingers on the soft silky stocking.

"Yeah, I'm all right," I said as I just stared at her hand as it rested on my thigh.

I just stared at her fingers noticing how incredibly beautiful they looked. Her nails were well manicured and the ring on her ring finger sparkled in the flickering light from the pumpkins.

"I was so worried that he was going to carry you away and rape you," Barbie said softly so the guys wouldn't hear.

"Yeah, it was scary when it happened but..." I said before stopping abruptly.

"But what?" Barbie asked as she squeezed my thigh softly before removing her hand.

I was a little disappointed that Barbie removed her hand as her soft fingers felt absolutely wonderful on my leg. I just sat there staring down at my lap, noticing the tops of my stockings were still evenly pulled up.

"But what?" Barbie said as she leaned over and whispered into my ear.

Again, I paused and just stared down into my lap. I fiddled with the end of my cape and pulled it down just to the tops of my stockings. 

"Oh my god," Barbie whispered loudly into my ear. 

"You liked that didn't you?" Barbie asked as she whispered into my ear.

Barbie's warm breath against my ear and neck caused my head to start spinning. A smile began to creep across my face as I slowly lifted my head and looked into Barbie's eyes. 

"Oh my god, no way," Barbie said softly as she smiled at me with a sparkle in her eyes.

I just nodded my head 'yes' as the grin on my face crept from ear to ear. 

"I always thought that I was weird because I have had that same fantasy my whole life," Barbie said in a hushed voice as her lips were mere inches from my ear.

"I always wondered what it would be like to be taken forcefully and forced to enjoy it," Barbie said softly as her lips brushed against my ear ever so slightly.

I noticed that Barbie had her legs crossed and she was now bouncing her leg up and down. Her long gown covered up the majority of her legs but her feet looked incredible as her open toe shoes showed off the sexiest toes I have ever seen.

"Me too," I said softly as it now seemed that mine and Barbie's faces were intimately close together. 

Barbie and I began discussing our fantasy quietly while the guys continued to talk about football. I told her about Allen and our fantasy plans of building a dungeon and she told me about the fantasy escapades that she had with her online lover. Our conversation lasted for quite a while, causing my panties to become soaked. Just then I was startled as the Riddler jumped out of nowhere in front of me.

"I WARNED YOU TO LEAVE AND YOU FAILED TO LISTEN! THE SPIRIT HAS RISEN AND NOW YOU ARE DOOMED. YOU WILL BECOME ONE WITH THE SPIRIT! PREPARE TO LEARN YOUR FATE AS YOU ARE ABOUT TO BE JUDGED BEFORE GOD AND HIS WITNESSES," The Riddler shouted before quickly turning and running down the stairs.

"Oh no, what did you do Colleen?" Gene asked seriously as he lifted his hand and covered his opened mouth.

"Nothing," I said as I didn't want to say anything in front of my husband that just happened.

"Think real hard," Gene said as he leaned forward and placed his elbow on his knee as he looked at me with a real scared look on his face.

"I didn't do anything to anyone," I said as I felt my heart begin to race as I thought about the curse I just put on the ghost.

Suddenly Barbie began shaking her head back and forth. Her hands came up to her face and she covered her face and nose. She looked up to the ceiling of the barn and for a moment I thought she was going to cry.

"There was something," Barbie said through her hands as they remained over her mouth and nose.

Barbie slowly looked into my eyes before turning toward her husband. She paused for a moment before finally speaking.

"There was this ghost," Barbie said as she began to shiver from the cold and fear.

"He came over here while you guys were in the rest room and he hit on Colleen," Barbie said as she looked back into my eyes as if to ask me for forgiveness for spilling what just happened.




The Legend of Millcreek Barn



"What did you do Colleen?" Gene asked seriously as he leaned a little closer.

"She probably blew him," Mike said as he began laughing at the situation.

This was one of those situations where I wished Mike wasn't even here. I wanted Allen to be here right now because I knew he would understand.

"Shut up Mike," I said to my husband as he was still laughing hysterically.

"What did you do Colleen?" Gene asked sternly this time.

I paused for a moment as I just wanted to leave and go home. I looked the other way and that's when Gene grabbed my arm and pulled sharply until I looked into his eyes.

"I'm not going to ask again Colleen, what did you do?" Gene demanded with an even more stern tone in his voice.

"Just tell him Colleen," Barbie said softly as she put her arm over my shoulder to comfort me.

A tear slowly trickled out of my eye and down my cheek. Mike was now looking and listening because he knew that whenever I cry it is something serious. I sniffled and was about to wipe the tear from my cheek when Barbie reached up and wiped it away with her soft finger.

"Tell him," Barbie whispered softly.

I looked up at Gene and I could see the fierce look in his face. Even though he was dressed as a clown, I could still see his stern eyes perfectly.

Before I could even utter a word Barbie looked at her husband and said, "She put a curse on him."

Ever so slowly Gene lifted his hands to his head and his palms cupped his own cheeks as a look of despair came over him. He took several deep breaths and looked over at Mike before returning his attention to me.

"Please tell me you didn't," Gene said almost as if he was begging me.

All I could do was nod my head 'yes.' Another tear trickled out of my eye and dripped off of my cheek onto my black cape. I just wanted to leave as fear was beginning to consume me.

"Lets go home Mike," I blurted out as I stood up.

"Lets go and get breakfast or something," I begged as I walked over and took my husband's hand into mine.

"But we just got here a short time ago, lets stay at least until midnight," Mike said with a disappointed sound in his voice.

Suddenly Gene stood up and turned to face all of us. He had this real somber look on his face as he began to speak.

"It has started. We are all in deep shit here. We cannot stop it now," Gene said as he looked down in disappointment.

Stop what?" Mike asked with actually some concern in his voice.

"The spirit," Gene said as he looked up at Mike before looking at all of us.

"Colleen woke the spirit up with her curse and now legend has it that he will return to claim what's rightfully his," Gene said as he looked down at me.

"What does all of this have to do with Colleen?" Mike asked almost as though he was scared.

"I don't know, maybe nothing or maybe everything," Gene said as he reached down and took his wife's hand into his.

"Well what is that supposed to mean?" Mike asked as he moved over closer to me.

"Legend has it that the farmer who owned this farm was coming back to take his fiancé back. Supposedly he was going to come back and cause her to kill herself in order to be with him in the after world," Gene said softly as others continued to walk past us.

"I still don't understand what this has to do with Colleen," Mike said as he looked around at the now crowded second floor.

Slowly Gene turned his head and looked into Mike's eyes before uttering, "Because she is dressed like a witch."

Suddenly we all were silent. Gene helped Barbie to her feet and squeezed her hand tightly. Just before he was about to take a step, he looked at us.

"Were leaving, I suggest that you do the same, hopefully we can get out of here alive," Gene said as he took the lead, pulling Barbie along a step behind him.

"Lets get out of here Mike," I said as I took my husbands hand and began pulling him toward the old wooden stairs.

As we raced down the stairs I was afraid I would trip and fall in the stiletto's I was wearing. Right about now I wouldn't care if I fell, I would walk out of her on two broken ankles just to get out of here. As we reached the bottom of the stairs Gene and Barbie stopped. Gene turned and pointed.

"It's so crowded that it will probably be easier to cut across the dance floor. The exit is way over there," Gene said as he took his wife and stepped between people who were dancing on the dance floor.

Mike and I followed but quickly became separated from Gene and Barbie. My heart was racing and I felt like crying from fear but I knew that I needed to suck it up and tough it out. I knew we were only a matter of minutes from being out of here and safe. 

Mike continued to push his way through the crowded dance floor. I was on the verge of panic as the disco light seemed to make everything seem that much scarier. The fog inside the barn was now waist deep and you could only see the guests from their waist up unless you were right next to them. 

I suddenly felt my hand pull apart from Mike's. I screamed for him as I got cut off by people who were dancing. The music was so loud and the bass was thumping against my body. I pushed my way through the best I could but Mike was gone. I screamed his name over and over and began pushing people with all my strength in order to get through. It seemed hopeless as I was now trapped in the center of the dance floor and barely moving.

"MIKE, MIKE, MIKE," I screamed over and over at the top of my lungs. 

I was again on the verge of breaking down. I thought my legs were going to give out and I was going to end up on the filthy floor balling my eyes out. I had to be strong and I needed to catch up to my husband to get out of here alive. Suddenly, the music stopped.

I froze as did everyone else. There was an eerie silence in the barn which made it even scarier. Suddenly the big old barn doors began to open outward. People began to gasp and cower as the doors opened and the sound of horses racing toward the barn grew louder. 

There was a collective gasp from everyone as horses began racing into the barn. People began screaming and running as the horses ran all the way to the edge of the dance floor. There must have been about ten of them and they were all dressed in old western law enforcement officers uniforms. All of the horses lined up at the edge of the dance floor and they dismounted.

I found myself beginning to tremble and when I looked around I almost fainted as everyone around me had backed up. There wasn't another person within twenty feet of me. I turned and looked for Mike as I was now standing in the middle of the dance floor all alone. Tears were now freely running down my face as I just wanted to go home. As I tried to run, it felt like my feet were planted in cement.

"MIKE," I screamed as I ran away from the horses and in the direction of where my husband went. 

"STOP HER," a scruffy deep voice cried out behind me. 

I wasn't about to look back as I fought valiantly to disappear into the edge of the crowd. Just as I was about to slip between the people on the edge of the dance floor I felt my arms being grabbed.

"Arrrrggghhh," I screamed out as several officers grabbed me and began dragging me back toward the row of horses.

"LET ME GO, PLEASE," I screamed at the top of my lungs. 

As I was being forcefully dragged, I could feel my cape being pulled up and my entire ass was exposed to everyone. The nylon material scraped my nipples, making them tingle in agony as I was being so forcefully dragged away.

Suddenly I was turned around and I stood face to face with another man dressed as an officer. As I looked in his eyes I could never forget the way his face looked. He had a scar that ran from one eye down to the corner of his mouth. As I was held in place, the officer just stared into my eyes.

Tears still ran down my cheeks and I felt my knees giving out beneath me. All I wanted to do was to go home and suddenly I found myself in a tight predicament. I tried to look over my shoulder for Mike but the officer reached out and slapped my face until I once again looked him in the eye.

"Please, what is happening?" I cried out as I stared back at the officer who appeared to be from another era. 

"I DEMAND TO KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME," I screamed as I struggled to free myself.

I noticed that the barn was completely silent. The light that was emanating from the candles inside the pumpkins was now flickering from the cold air that was blowing in through the open barn doors. Even the candles from the chandelier were flickering, causing a scary, eerie atmosphere.

"Take her to her cell and lock her up until you receive further orders," the ghostly officer said in the same deep raspy voice.

Suddenly I found myself being dragged toward the wall where the horse stalls were. I began to desperately fight and kick as I tried to escape. We reached the edge of the dance floor and I became desperate as I was now only a few feet from being imprisoned for what I didn't know. As I fought, I bit one of the officers.

Suddenly I felt a sharp burning sensation across my face as the officer I bit slapped me, causing my head to turn farther than it was meant to turn. I screamed and pleaded but to no avail as two other officers opened the stall door. I looked around at all of the people that were just watching what was happening and I couldn't believe that nobody would even help me. Not even my own husband.

Suddenly I was shoved into the stall and I tripped and fell onto the pile of straw that was on the floor. As I spun back around, the stall door was closed and locked. I jumped up and ran to the door and pounded on the old wooden door with my fists.

"Let me out of here," I cried out as my fists quickly became sore from the pounding.

As I stood there it was still silent out in the barn except for the officers who were outside the stall door. I stood there silently, stifling my sniffles as I tried to compose myself.

"Keep her locked up in here until we get the next order," I heard the one guard say. 

"Nobody in, nobody out," another guard said in a much higher pitch voice.

I remained standing at the door for several more minutes hoping that this was all just a prank and the door would open. The longer I stood there the more I began to realize that I was in some serious shit.

Another tear trickled down my face as I slowly turned and plopped down on the pile of loose straw on the floor. I wanted to just break down and cry but I decided that I could do that at a different time. What I needed to do now was to remain strong and try to find a way to escape.

As I sat there I began looking around. The walls were old dirty wood and there were only a couple of slots where I could see some dim light coming through. I quickly jumped up to my feet and walked over to where I saw the light shining through the cracks in the wall. 

I bent down slightly and peered through the crack. I couldn't see anything. I moved down closer to the back wall and peered through the crack in the wall. I could see just a sliver of the outside world and there were people just standing everywhere silently. As I looked up and down the back wall I found a larger crack in the wall. I bent down and looked through the crack.

I was surprised to see people walking up to the barn in their costumes. I wanted to warn them not to come in but there was no way that I would be able to do that. I could see the fog blowing around outside and I could feel the cold air blowing through the crack in the wall.

I turned around and walked as quietly as I could to the door. There was a crack in the door and when I peered through it I could see one of the officers standing there in his filthy tattered brown uniform. As I looked past him into the dimly lit barn I tried to see if I could see my husband.

Suddenly I heard a soft banging sound. I turned around as my heart began to race as the sound was coming from the back corner of the stall. I quietly and carefully walked closer to where I could see the board moving. I covered my mouth because I was about to scream when all of a sudden the board came off and a head poked through the wall.

Just as I was about to scream I realized that it was Mike's. He looked at me and smiled as he whispered for me to come to him.

"I just need to take off another board and I can pull you through here and get us out of here," Mike whispered as I dropped to my knees.

"Oh thank God," I whispered to my husband as I grabbed his face and kissed him like he was the last man on earth.

"Hold on, there will be more time for that later," Mike said as he began pulling and pushing on the next board above the one he already removed.

"Please hurry Mike," I whispered as a tear of joy trickled down my cheek. 

Mike continued wiggling the board and it seemed to be taking an eternity. There was a loud thud when he wiggled the board free and I thought for sure the officers outside the door would hear it. 

"Come on," Mike whispered as he motioned for me to try to slide through the hole in the wall.

I got down on the ground and poked my head through the hole. I could feel Mike reaching through and putting his hands under my arms as he began pulling me through.

"Almost baby," Mike whispered as my hips passed through the small opening. 

Just as I was about to pull my feet through the hole and become a free woman, I felt a pair of rough callused hands grab my ankles.

"Noooooooo," I cried out as I was violently yanked back into the stall. 

As I was pulled back into the stall my cape became bunched up around my waist. My ass was completely exposed to these officers but I didn't care. I would have shown them everything if they would have just let me go.

Suddenly There was a loud scuffle outside the stall and I heard my husband hollering. I could hear people punching each other and I was worried that my husband was going to be beaten to death. I could hear the deep dull thuds of a man's stomach being punched followed by the unmistakable sound of someone coughing. In this case, I knew it was my husband who was getting the shit beat out of him. 

I was pulled up to my feet. My cape fell back down and I was rudely pushed back against the old wooden wall. The leader with the scar on his face was standing before me. His breath was terrible and his costume stunk to high heaven. He moved his face even closer until he was looking me eye to eye. I could feel his warm breath across my face as I was held tightly by the two other officers.

"You're only making this harder on yourself," The scar faced officer said in a deep dry voice.

"Making what harder on myself?" I asked as my breathing was rampant from the struggles I just went through.

"You don't ask me any questions, you better save them for the judge," he said as he smiled slightly out of the corner of his mouth.

There was a moment where the officer with the scar backed up and turned around. He took a couple of steps toward the door before looking back at the hole in the wall. He looked up at me and smiled.

"Take her to the cell next door and render her useless," he said as he began to laugh in a deep hysterical voice.

"In fact, tie her husband up and put him in the corner and make him watch what you do to his pretty little whore of a wife," the scar faced officer said in a sarcastic voice before walking out of the stall.

The two officers that were holding me up against the wall were now forcing me to walk toward the door. I began struggling and fighting as if my life depended on it. Before I knew it I was pulled out of the stall and dragged into the one next to it. 

I let out a loud shriek as I saw my husband sitting bent over in the corner. His hands were bound and his ankles were tied together. There was a rope tied around his waist which was tied to the wall of the stall. I saw the blood running down his chin as the officers had beaten him badly. 

"Oh Michael," I cried out as I instinctually tried to reach down to grab him. 

I suddenly stumbled as I was pushed from behind. As I regained my balance I was again over powered by the two officers. The officer with the scar on his face was standing in the doorway laughing and I could see some of the party goers trying to peer in as well.

"Shackle her," The scar faced officer shouted as he continued to laugh.

I screamed and fought as my head was shoved back against the barn wall. I realized that the loud thud was the sound of my head banging against the wooden wall. As I was held in place the officer with the scar on his face suddenly appeared before me. 

"The little bitch needs to be taught a lesson," The scar faced leader shouted as he raised his hand up, showing me this curved piece of wrought iron. 

I swallowed hard as I wasn't sure what was going to happen. I closed my eyes for a moment, visualizing Allen and wishing that he was here to rescue me. When I opened my eyes I screamed as I watched the scar faced officer lift the piece of iron up and place it around my neck. 

The officers began to laugh as the ones holding my head to the wall now let it go. When I tried to look down I realized what the curved cold piece of iron was for. It was around my neck and it was now attached to the wall. I could feel the cold metal as it rested snugly against my throat, making it difficult to swallow. 

Tears trickled out of both of my eyes as I looked at my husband as he leaned against the stall wall. He looked so beaten and bruised as he rested his head against the wall.

"Baby, I'm going to kill them all," Mike shouted just before he was kicked in the chest by one of the ghostly guards.

"Mike don't fight them," I cried out just before the scar faced officer reappeared before my face.

"You bastard let me go, your sick little prank is over," I said as I looked into his eyes.

A smile slowly crept across his face as he slowly lifted his hand and held up a smaller curved piece of wrought iron. He took the cold piece of black metal and placed it against the bottom of my nose.

"Smell it," he whispered as he pushed the metal harder into the bottom of my nose.

"Smell what will keep you in place until your time has come," The scar faced officer said with a snicker in his voice. 

I continued to tremble as he handed the small curved piece of metal to one of the other officers. Before I could even resist, the other officer grabbed my arm and pulled it out to my side. 

I could only turn my head slightly and out of the corner of my eye I watched in horror as the officer placed the cold piece of iron over my wrist and fastened it to the barn wall. Desperation now began to set in. I only had one arm left and I was worried that it was going to be next on the agenda for the officers. 

"I swear to God if they touch you I will kill them all," Mike shouted out as he laid on the floor curled up in the fetal position.

Again the scar faced officer went to Mike and began stomping him, kicking him in the head, chest, and shoulder. All I could do was stand here and watch what was happening as I was virtually becoming stapled to the barn.

The scar faced officer turned back and lifted up another piece of iron just like the one that had my wrist pinned to the wall. He tossed it to the other officer and began laughing with a deep growl. I began to beg and plead, telling them that I would do anything as long as they would let me go. Mike however begged me to not give in. 

Tears began to run down my face as my other arm was over powered and pulled out to my side. I began to sob as I felt the cold wrought iron metal being attached to the wall of the barn with my wrist underneath it. I was now helpless as my arms were forced out to my sides and my head was attached to the wall. 

As I stood there I could feel the cold air against my legs as my cape was now pushed up a little higher. I could feel a draft against my ass and I knew that the officers could see the creamy flesh above the tops of my stockings.




The Legend of Millcreek Barn



Again the scar faced officer walked in front of me. He stared into my eyes as he reached out with one hand and ran his knuckles over my cheek. I wanted to turn away but I couldn't as the cold metal band around my neck held me firmly in place. 

Suddenly the scar faced officer grabbed the fake witches nose and pulled it from my face. The thin rubber bands around the back of my head snapped, sending pains racing down my body. He tossed the artificial nose on the floor and stomped on it.

"Spit in his eyes," Mike shouted from the floor as he watched what was happening.

"You need to tell your husband to shut up because the more he pisses me off the more that I will have done to you," The scar faced officer said in a quieter voice.

"Fuck you ass hole," Mike shouted again as he began coughing.

"Tell him," the officer said softly as he placed his knuckles on my face again, wiping my tears away with one swipe.

"I'll kill you if you touch her you bastard," Mike cried out as he began to sob heavily on the floor.

"Shut up Mike," I said back as the scar faced officer suggested I do.

"Oh God, don't give in," Mike screamed just before the other two officers began kicking him again.

"SHUT UP," I screamed as the scar faced officer began running his fingers ever so lightly down my neck.

Mike was silenced as the two other officers just beat the holy hell out of him. I knew it was my game now and I knew if I was going to get out of this alive then it depended on what I do. Suddenly my eyes grew to the size of silver dollars when the scar faced officer lifted up another black piece of wrought iron before my face. It was slightly bigger than the ones for my wrist so I knew exactly where it was going to be placed. 

The scar faced officer turned and motioned for the other officers to come to him. He handed them the cold piece of metal and they instantly dropped to their knees. Tears again dripped off of my chin as I looked helplessly down at Mike. I felt my leg being pulled out a little farther before I felt the cold piece of iron being placed against my ankle.

I just stood there helpless as I stared at my husband who was now pretty much out of it. He was still in the fetal position on the ground and I could see blood flowing from his lip. As I tried to move my leg I realized how much it hurt as the cold iron dug into my ankle.

Again the scar faced officer appeared before me. The smug look on his face needed to be knocked off of it but I was in no position to do it myself. That's when he suddenly held up the last piece of iron.

I closed my eyes as I knew I was about to become totally helpless and at the mercy of these officers. There was no telling what they were going to do to me and there was no stopping them. They would now be able to do anything they wanted and I couldn't even try to stop them.

The scar faced officer handed the cold piece of iron to one of the other officers. Suddenly all three dropped down to their knees and out of my sight. I felt rough callused hands grabbing my ankle. Just as my leg was about to be forced farther out the scar faced officer stopped his accomplices.

"Wait just a moment," The scar faced officer said as he knelt before me. 

I tried to look down but I couldn't as the metal around my neck dug into my flesh as I tried to bend my head down.

"Hold her husband's head up and make him watch this," the scar faced officer said as I felt his hand wrap around my ankle.

I watched as the other two officers pulled Mike up and held his head up so he could see what was happening.

"You son of a bitch, I'll kill you," Mike said in a now weak and meager voice.

I could hear the scar faced officer laughing hysterically as he lifted my foot a little higher.

"Look over here you piss ant. Watch how I can do anything I want. Watch how I can have anything I want," the scar faced officer said as I suddenly found out what he was going to do. 

"You bastard I'll kill you," Mike screamed in a weak voice as he watched the scar faced officer slither his tongue across the top of my stocking clad toes. 

Again Mike received another ass kicking as my foot was forced down to the ground. I felt the cold wrought iron being placed around my ankle and my leg was pulled out even farther. Tears still dripped off of my chin as my last extremity was now firmly attached to the barn.

As I stood here stapled to the wall I couldn't believe the sensations that the scar faced officer's tongue caused. As his tongue slid across the tops of my toes I felt a surge of electricity shot directly up my leg and into my pussy.

I could hear them all stand up. I watched as the scar faced officer looked at me from head to toe. His constant stare made me feel uneasy as his gaze seemed to linger at the tops of my stockings where my creamy flesh was exposed.

"The spirit will be quite happy," the scar faced officer said as he stood there and just gazed at me. 

"I'm going to kill you, you scar face mother fucker," my husband shouted out.

Before the officer's could turn and stomp him I shouted, "Shut up Mike."

The other officers didn't even waste their time on Mike as he was unable to even move. The scar faced officer continued to stare at me until a smirk came across his face. He looked over at the wall and then back at me. Looking back at the wall he walked over and picked up an old riding crop that was hanging there. 

Fear began to consume me again as he took the short crop in his hand and slowly walked over toward me. My eyes were glued to the device in his hands. I knew what it was used for and I knew how it was going to be used on me.

Suddenly the scar faced officer stood right in front of me. He stared deeply into my eyes before turning to his fellow officers. 

"Go get more pumpkins, we need more light in here, I don't want her husband to miss anything," the scar faced officer said to his other officers.

A gasp came from my mouth as he turned his attention back to me. He lifted up the eighteen inch crop and placed the soft leather pad on my nose. I could smell the raw leather as it rested on the tip of my nose. 

Slowly, the scar faced officer began to slide the leather pad on the end of the crop across my face. Chills ran down my spine as he slowly slid the leather pad down my neck. My breathing grew heavier as he slid the crop down my chest and between my breasts. 

"I can tell you have a nice set of tits," the scar faced officer said as he continued to slide the crop down over my stomach.

"Oh god please don't touch her," Mike whimpered out in a weak and submissive voice.

I felt the leather crop begin to slide down my leg. For a brief second I felt it against my bare flesh as it slid down my thigh before sliding over my stocking. I couldn't look down but the chills were racing up my body as he slid that crop farther down my leg. I felt him slide that crop over my ankle and then down over my toes before moving over to my other foot. 

Again, I felt chills as he slid the leather pad on the end of the crop over my toes before slowly sliding it over my ankle and up toward my knee. This time, he slipped the crop under my cape. A gasp came from my mouth as he slowly began to lift the crop higher, taking my cape with it.

"You mother fucker," Mike cried out as the scar faced officer lifted my cape high enough to expose my thong covered pussy. 

I could feel the crop sliding higher up my side until it was bunching my cape up in front of my face. I could feel the cool night air rushing over my breasts. The type of bra I had on was about to show everything as my nipples were completely above the top of my bra. Just then I felt my nipples stiffen as the cold Halloween air rushed across them, making them as hard as granite.

"Stopppppppp," Mike begged as he sprawled around on the ground.

The scar faced officer let my cape fall back down. The other officers had brought in a bunch of glowing pumpkins and now my stall was lit up brightly. 

"The spirit is ready, tie her cape over her head," the scar faced officer said as he motioned for his fellow officers to get busy.

Suddenly I was in fear of my life as my black nylon cape was pulled up over my head. The officers tied my cape so it was over my face, making it impossible to see anything. I was now standing before everyone wearing my stockings, thong and bra. My bra was merely for support as it didn't hide anything. I couldn't stand not being able to see anything and I broke down completely. I started crying as I just wanted this night to end. I wanted so badly to just wake up and this nightmare to be over. 

Suddenly I heard a lot of commotion. My crying stopped as I could hear people coming into the stall. It sounded like there was a table and chairs being set down. Suddenly there was a loud gasp and I could hear the hushed tones of the party goers in the main part of the barn. 

As I remained virtually stapled to the wall of the barn I could hear people talking in front of me. There was a lot of whispering going on and suddenly I heard Mike cry out.

"I'll kill you all, you mother fuckers," as I could detect that Mike was putting up some kind of fight. There was a lot of heavy breathing and scuffling in front of me and I was at a loss for what was happening. It seemed like an eternity but I noticed that it was pretty much silent. I knew that there were hundreds of people in this barn yet I could hear a pin drop. 

I stood here trapped as still as I could. Whenever I tried to move, the wrought iron clamps would dig into my flesh. The clamps around my ankles hurt the worst as they were snug against my ankles. I could feel another tear trickling down my cheek as it fell off of my chin and into my cape.

"Oh God Michael help me," I cried out desperately as panic began to set in.

"Please Mike get up and help me," I screamed as I broke down into a heavy cry while I waited for whatever was about to happen.

I began thinking about how wrong this whole evening has been. All of the warnings that the Riddler gave me and I blew them off. I thought about the spooky Legend Of Millcreek Barn and what everyone has been so afraid of over the last century. I just wanted to go home and be safe. As I thought that it might just be a bad dream, I tried to move, only to feel the cold iron clamps pinch my body to remind me that I was now a hostage.

Suddenly I snapped back into reality as I heard Mike trying to speak. He was only mumbling as I figured that the guards probably beat him down even more. I felt myself beginning to hyperventilate and I tried to calm myself down. In doing so, I realized that my nipples were rock solid and they were starting to ache. A cool breeze blew across me and I felt my nipples stiffen even more.

I began to pray as I waited for what seemed to be an eternity. I closed my eyes and began to recite the Lords Prayer. I didn't care that anyone who was nearby could hear me. I began saying the same prayer over and over, begging God to help me. I begged God for forgiveness as I willingly recited my sins to him. I was afraid that I was going to die and I wanted to make peace before it happened. 

I began to shiver as the chilly Halloween air blowing across my nearly naked body gave me goose bumps. I felt my legs growing tired from standing in the same position for so long. As I heard Mike mumbling in front of me I began wondering what happened to Gene and Barbie. I wondered if they got out in time or if they were held captive like me. 

Suddenly Allen popped into my mind. Oh my god how nice if he would show up now and rescue me. Somehow a smile appeared on my face as I thought back to all of our e-mails and how wonderful he made me feel. I was so afraid that I was going to die tonight and I would never be able to tell him that I loved him. Just as fast as the smile appeared on my face, it disappeared.

Again I could hear mumbling and whispering just in front of me. I tried to make out what was being said but it just wasn't loud enough. I could feel the cold iron clamp around my neck as I swallowed, reminding me that I was totally incapacitated. Suddenly there was another loud noise as it sounded as if the walls around me were being moved. Just then there was a loud gasp from the people in the barn, it was as if they saw something that was astonishing.

Again I tried to collect my thoughts as I tried to figure out a way to escape. No matter what I tried I found my body totally pinned to the wooden wall of this old barn. Just as I was about to call out for my husband I became startled.

"Order, order, order," a loud voice said as if it was in front of me about twenty feet.

Suddenly the barn grew silent. I could hear footsteps in front of me as if there was someone right there. I could hear Mike begin to display his aggressive behavior as he began to swear at everyone. Suddenly there was a loud thud and everything was silent.

"Order in the court," The loud voice boomed out.

"Court," I said to myself as the metal bands dug into my flesh and bones even more.

There was a long pause while I could hear even more shuffling in front of me. There were whispers and snickers as everyone once again grew silent.

"Remove the covering from her face," the booming loud voice said in a stern voice.

Instantly I could feel my cape being untied over my head. I could feel someone fumbling with the material while they stood in front of me. My nipples got scraped against someone's clothing, causing them to send little jolts of electricity throughout my body. Just then my cape fell down, covering my breasts and my hips.

I gasped loudly as I looked out into the barn. I was in horror and shock as the walls around the stall I was in were now gone. There was a rich mahogany desk in front of me with a ghostly man dressed up as a judge sitting behind it. Sitting on the right side was this man. He was dressed in a black pin stripe suite and he had a pumpkin over his head. Standing next to him was another ghostly man dressed up as an attorney. 

Suddenly the attorney walked up closer to me. He just looked into my eyes before scanning up and down my entire body. He was dressed in this very old looking suit. In fact, everyone was very old looking. It was almost like these were ghosts that came back from a different time. As I looked over at the scar faced officer and his fellow officers, they also had the appearance of being from another time.

"Do you know why you are here...?" the attorney asked as he looked partially side eyed at me.

"No," I mumbled softly as I could feel a tear trickling down my cheek

"Say your name for the court to hear," the attorney said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out an old looking pipe.

"Colleen, my name is Colleen," I said making sure that everyone in front of me could hear while I watched the attorney light his pipe.

There was a long pause as the attorney walked back and forth in front of me several times. He puffed over and over on his pipe until there was a cloud of smoke in front of me.

Suddenly the man dressed up as a judge spoke. His voice was loud and it was deep. 

"This court is now in session," the judge said loudly.

"You may proceed," the judge said as he nodded his head toward the attorney who was standing in front of me.

He began pacing back and forth as if he was thinking. There was dead silence in the barn as I looked out at all of the costumed party goers. My eyes and attention returned to the attorney who was pacing back and forth. He took another puff on his pipe and exhaled, causing the cloud of smoke to thicken even more.

"Do you know why you are here Colleen," the attorney asked as he stopped and took the pipe out of his mouth.

"No, no I do not," I said softly but loud enough to be heard.

Suddenly the attorney began laughing before everyone in the barn began to chuckle. I was so scared and I just wanted to go home. I had no clue as to why this was happening to me.

"Order, order, order in the court," the judge shouted as he slammed his mallet on the old wooden desk.

Instantly there was silence as the judge set his mallet back down. The attorney took another puff on his pipe before looking me dead in the eye.

"I'm going to ask you one more time, tell me why you are here," the attorney said sternly.

I glanced around and looked for my husband. He was nowhere in sight and panic began to set in. I looked at the attorney that was standing before me and began to scream.

"LET ME OUT OF HERE," I cried out at the top of my lungs. 

Suddenly the attorney and everyone in the barn began to laugh at me. I wanted so desperately for this nightmare to end but it seemed as if it never would. Just then, the attorney stepped closer to me and looked directly in my eyes.

"You fucking witch, I'll make sure you hang," the attorney whispered softly so that only I could hear.

"Objection your honor, the court did not hear what was just said," another attorney on the other side of the judges desk said as he looked at me.

Finally I had a ray of hope as I figured that he was my attorney. I looked back down at the attorney before me as he turned around and faced the judge. 

"I was just telling Colleen why she was here," the attorney said as he walked over toward the judge with his pipe in his mouth.

"You do know why you are here?" the judge asked loudly as he looked at me.

I forgot that there was an iron bracket around my neck and I tried to shake my head 'no.' In doing so, the cold metal dug into my flesh, causing me to cough.

"No, I don't know why I am here," I said meekly as I tried to catch my breath after coughing.

The judge just looked at me for a moment before looking at both attorneys. He turned slightly and looked out at the people crowded around the middle of the barn.

"Colleen, you are on trial for the atrocities against this young man," the judge said as he looked over at the man with the pumpkin on his head and pointed at him.

"You are on trial for witch craft," the judge said loudly as everyone in the barn let out a collective gasp.

"No, no, you don't understand, this is just a costume, I am not a witch," I cried out as a tear dripped out of the corner of my eye.

Suddenly the attorney for the man with the pumpkin on his head began to walk toward me. He took a puff of his pipe before pulling the stinky thing from his mouth. He blew out a cloud of smoke before looking into my eyes.

"I would like to take a moment to tell the court and the jury the whole reason that Colleen stands before us," the attorney said as he turned and looked at the judge and the people in the barn.

"Proceed," the judge said loudly.

"In 1889, Colleen was engaged to this man," the attorney said as he extended his hand toward the man with the carved out pumpkin on his head.

"She was about to be married and live happily ever after until she cast a spell upon this man. One night, this poor fellow walked into his barn after a hard days work and watched his lovely bride to be do something he never thought would happen. He witnessed not a rape, but rather the act that only a witch could perform. He watched her adulterous actions before his very eyes as he saw her legs lower willingly around this man's waist," the attorney said loudly as he spun around and extended his hand toward my husband, causing a loud gasp to be heard in the barn..

"Oh god Michael," I screamed as my husband was stripped naked and tied to an old wooden chair. 

His face was bruised and battered and there was blood over part of his face. He was so weak he could barely hold his head up. As I watched his head fall down, one of the officers standing next to him grabbed his hair and yanked his head back up.

"Order, order I say," the judge said as he slammed his mallet down on his desk several times until the gasping crowd became silent.