Thomas had gotten separated from the others, but it didn't matter to him much. This old Manor was mostly empty, all those rumors of it being haunted had to be fake. So it should be fine to wander off on his own right?
In an instance, his pants were ripped to shreds and a mouth wrapped around his cock. He was under attack from a ghost from below! How could this happen? Surely there can't be ghosts here right?
He struggled against his captor, only to see the ghostly apparition of hands aiding in holding him down. As they clamped down on him, he could feel his mind slipping as the pleasure starting creep in from all sides~
A hand clamped down on his hid, and he slumped over in pleasure, the ghostly woman beginning to sink into the floor, dragging him in with her. He could feel his body beginning to shift~