It’s October, everyone was gearing up for Halloween.
“Do u fancy scarefest?” Wendy my mate asked me.
“Fuck yes”
And that’s how it all came about.
We’d decided to dress up, I had on a short dress, netting up my arms but low cut to show my tits. If I’m honest I was probably a bit too curvy for the outfit I’d chose. But fuck it, it’s Halloween. Wendy pretty much the same, both in knee high boots except she was taller n slimmer than me.
We’d painted our eyes dark with fake blood dripping from fake puncture wounds on our necks. Our faces pale but dark red lipstick.
We got to the farm where the scare fest was held. It was cold, but we didn’t care. Made my tits looks firmer anyway.
We were giggling in the queue. The security guys not trying to hide their looks at our outfits. “Wow girls I’d let you suck my blood!” The younger guy said. “I’d let u suck something” said the older one and started laughing n nudging his mate. “In your dreams grandad!” We were giggling.
“You just wait u cheeky mare!”the older guy said as he held the gate open for us to pass. We smile sweetly and head off into the dark.
The first maze was crumbly community centre. Made up of passageways all wrecked n actors hiding in dark corners. In case you’ve never been the actors jump out n scare you. The idea is to get to the end of the maze. After a few jumps you’re looking out for the actors and you get a bit braver. There was discarded nursery toys n clowns all highlighted by strobe lights. Near the end an actor dressed as an overgrown child runs after you begging u to stay and play forever. Wendy and I ran off both giggling.
“That was great!” Wendy’s face was beaming “ha ha” I laughed. “I thought you hated it all the squealing you were doing!”
“Nah, that’s just to let the actors know they’re doing a good job”
We were laughing as we made our way to the next maze. The meat factory.
This one seemed a bit darker than the first.
The first scare a butcher with a gruesome face mask and surrounded by fake entrails. “I could make some meals out of you” the cheeky bastard says as he looks at me whilst waving his chopping knife about. “Fuck off” I laughed at him. But he’s stopped chopping and was watching Wendy and I as we passed his section. The rest of the maze pretty much the same, pig masks, entrails, inflatables for you to get past. Again we exited laughing.
Maze 3, the Salem witch trials. This one different, u sit in pews and watch a fake court case. Ending with the witches being sentenced to death. As you leave u realise what you thought were dummy’s in the pews are actually real women. As we reached the door to exit one of the witches blocked our way… “I see trouble in store for you girls” she croaked it quietly whilst creepily grinning at us. “Enjoy the penitentiary.” She cackled with laughter as she turned away.
“What’s she mean by that?” I asked Wendy, “Only one way to find out! Cmon” it was our last maze. It was bigger than the others. N there were caged windows where the “prisoners” watched the public in the queue.
They shouted out to the people until a “guard” came and hit the bars with a baton.
“This one looks scarier” I said to Wendy.
She just grinned at me.
We entered into a prison reception. The actors dressed as guards. They give us a speech, don’t make eye contact with the prisoners, this is a high security prison, stay with someone at all times. Most important, if we touch them, they can touch us!
I know it was all an act, but it definitely got my heart racing. They opened the gate, and we walked inside. The teenagers in front of us were squealing n screaming and the prisoners were reaching through the bars trying to grab at us. It was dark, The gate closed behind us. They’d only let 8 of us in. I grabbed Wendy’s hand. Some of the fellas who were acting as the prisoners were pretty hot. Bald heads, tattoos, just my type. I started imagining what would happen if I touched them. Would they touch me back? I started feel a twinge inside my knickers. We were much slower than the teens in front. We rounded a corner and a guard stepped out in front of us. “Now ladies, what do u think you’re doing teasing my boys in your short dresses?” The guard was a woman, about 50 n filled out. The trousers tight round her fat arse.
I didn’t know what to say. “Look at you, tits on display” the guard pushes the baton in my face. “U know, I’ve been doing this job a long time…I reckon u 2 girls need extra scares. Really get your moneys worth.” I look at Wendy. Her eyes like saucers, we can no longer hear the teens in front of us. I look down, Wendy’s nipples are prominent in her dress. I don’t need to look at mine to know they are the same.
The guard steps away n looks us up n down.
“U know girls, I’ve some boys in the secret chamber that might just be up for scratching the itch I can see both of you have. Your choice? Door to the left if your game, door to the right to return to the maze.” She steps aside n for the first time I see the doors. Instead of saying left n right they say wrong n right. Wendy grabs my hand. “Fuck it. Let’s do it.” My heads swimming. My cunt is on fire n my heart is nearly beating out my chest.
TBC
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