☠ 𝐁𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐄...! These scare actors are the best in town and they're not afraid to take things to the next level. Are you prepared to find out how? FEAT. MICHAEL KAISER, BUNNY IGLESIAS & RIN ITOSHI
𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍! 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓! dark content, nsfw, aged up, slight predator/prey play, stalking, dubcon, oral (f!receiving), fingering, overstimulation, slight blood, dry humping, squirting, biting, semi-public, slight gaslighting (from kaiser lol), lmk if i missed anything
𝐀/𝐍 : REPOST! if this post looks familiar, it's because it's a reupload from my old blog (cheshitora/chesh-re). this is still my favorite post to this day so ofc i had to reupload this one first. there will definitely be more to come in the future, both new uploads and reuploads ^^ i still standby the fact that the bllk men would make the best scare actors. this is proofread and edited slightly to clear up spelling errors and anything that may have seemed confusing before <3
bunny runs his own side of the park. he gained massive notoriety after videos of his haunted maze went viral online, showcasing not only the colossal, inescapable labyrinth but also his refined technique in producing high quality scares. cameras littered the halls, tucked away into corners to capture each individual scare adventurer's face.
at first, people were quick to look down on his attraction due to the usage of rabbit imagery and, of course, his own name incorporated with the title of his maze. it was actually his name that caught the attention of you and a group of your friends see the new attraction and see what thrills waited beyond the caution sign.
your friends were fast to start making fun of the "cutesy" rabbit aesthetic, documenting their journey into the maze on their phones that would later lure in more eager participants, as the maze progressively becomes more horrific in its imagery and increasing difficulty to escape.
somehow, in the midst of your own exploration and documentation, you lost yourself within the tall walls of the puzzle, losing track of your friends and the sound of their shouts and screams. each turn led you to a dead end, forcing you to turn back and choose another route.
too engrossed in finding an escape, you barely registered the soft padding of footsteps nearing you from behind ─ and before you knew it, two strong arms wrapped around your frame, slamming you face first against the cold, hardened wall, trapping you instantly between two (surprisingly) muscular and scarred arms.
you writhed and frantically screamed for your friends, or anyone, for help ─ until a hand was clamped onto your mouth, silencing your frightened shrieks of terror. the sight of a terrifying plastic bunny mask only served to scare you more, ripples of fear shooting down your back in thick waves. the mask, covered in splattered red paint, slowly shifted into your peripheral, a single finger rising to its lips in a "shh" motion, warning to stay quiet.
you don't know why, but you nodded. you should've been scared, should've been terrified to the bone, but you couldn't help but feel slightly intrigued by what was to come.
the assailant, seemingly content with your compliance, slowly removed his hand from your mouth, pulling back his mask to reveal the face of a man you'd seen before, but only in pictures and videos. bunny iglesias ─ the famous scare actor and the crazed creator of this maze. you'd recognize him anywhere ─ a large cross-shaped scar on one side of his face, soulless crimson eyes, arms decked out with scars and an unnerving grin that made you nauseous, yet your walls clenched subconsciously.
his tongue swept across his lips, causing you to shiver again. leaning into you, his breath hot against your ear that triggered the goosebumps on your skin, he spoke. "don't scream," he said in a hushed whisper, loud enough for only you to hear. your eyes went wide at the sudden demand, but you nodded once more. this might've been a mistake, but when he grabbed the waistband of your shorts, pulling them hard and fast down your shaky legs, all safety precautions were null.
well, that explains why he told you not to scream.
you squeaked in surprise, trying to push him away as he knelt down behind you, smothering your backside in hot, wet kisses that had you whining for more, despite the desperation in your movements to keep him away, trying to slap your hands at his face even if your panties were now sticking to your sopping wet clit.
he hooked his finger into the middle of your panties, tugging them to the side and marveling at the sight of your glistening pussy, licking his lips like a man about to devour a five course meal.
without warning, bunny buries his face between your cheeks, tongue darting out like a dog to taste you. he moved between frantic licks and sucks to your pretty bud, erotic suckling noises coming from your backside as you tremble against the wall. he placed his large hands on your plush ass, spreading your cheeks apart to expose more of your sensitive flesh to satisfy his appetite. he was crazed, his pink muscle moving expertly between your puffy folds, flicking the bud of your pussy with the tip of his tongue.
"que rico, amor," he pants between breathes, reattaching his lips to your lower ones, eyes rolling to the back of his head when saccharine nectar falls his tongue. he's relishing every second of this. every squirm, moan and whine ─ he's drinking it all up.
tears stain your painted cheeks, your mouth agape with only pitiful whines rising from your throat as heat pools in your lower belly, your slick sliding down his throat the more aroused you become.
"hm? you need to what, amor?"
"cum," you mewled pitifully. "i need to cum."
had this been a normal day or a normal hookup, he would've prolonged your release, would've made you beg ─ but the way you sounded, the sweet way you told him you needed to cum made his heart leap and cock harden more than it was already.
"mmm, then do it," he purred, pressing a kiss to your slippery clit, his hands squeezing your thighs so hard he was sure to leave bruises on your skin. but you needn't be told twice, clenching your eyes shut as a wave of ecstasy crashed over you, a fountain of sweet juices spilling out of your pussy and into bunny's mouth.
he drank every drop you gave him, licking his lips clean of your slick before nibbling at your rear, leaving behind small red marks all over your skin.
giving your ass a small smack, he stands back up and leans into you, his lips right against your ear.
"smile, cariño," he whispers, placing his hand under chin to tip your head back, your eyes widening with shock as they land on a camera in the corner of the hall. you forgot ─ this place was filled with cameras, and you'd just made yourself a porn star in bunny's haunted maze.
run, run, run as fast you can. because kaiser is not only one of the haunted house's best actors, but one of the most ruthless.
though disliked by his fellow actors, kaiser is admired for his skill and technique, finding him to be insufferable but down right chilling. taunting and cruel, he never backs down from a challenge. someone doesn't want to be scared? he'll insult them. another person doesn't want to piss their pants from fright? don't worry, he still has something special up his sleeve for you anyway.
and his site? set up like a castle ─ the haunted house is expansive and impossible to navigate without light. it's dark and there's a special performer for each and every checkpoint and corner you turn. and as the haunted house gained more attention and love from thrill seekers, kaiser's portion of the castle became the side no one wanted to experience. people tried their best to get through his chambers as fast as they could but often found themselves at the receiving end of nightmare fueled terror, heart attack inducing scares and cruel bantor.
kaiser's chambers gained immense popularity, which was what brought you and your partner to the massive haunted house, a long line chaining from the front doors and cascading around the property. the wait was long and with you and your partner at the back of the line, it would be hours before you'd be able to enter.
by the time it was time for your party to go inside, it was nearing 3am, the witching hour, and surely the actors would be too tired to continue the act, right? to your surprise, they still produced the same high quality acting they gave the several groups in front of you, terrifying you and your partner. when a masked actor charged at you with a knife, you accidentally ran off in another direction, losing sight of your partner in the darkness, skipping over a slightly obscured "do not enter" sign that prompted the actor to halt his pursuit.
once you were successfully lost, you attempted to locate where your partner and the rest of your group went. you were alone ─ lost in a labyrinth of horror and no map to navigate your way out of here. but you barely even noticed just where you were too, the real reason why the scare actor that had previously chased you stopped their chase.
the sound of a tongue clicking from somewhere in the darkness sent a nervous chill down your spine, sweat building on your forehead as you finally registered where you landed yourself ─ in the lion's den, kaiser's chambers. you shakily turned around, barely making out the dark silhouette of a man sitting on a bed in the center of the room.
but you knew exactly who it was, the numerous videos of people experiencing the real horrors of the famed scare actor rolling out in your mind. a cheshire-like smile stretched across his lips at the sight of your feared expression, tilting his head to the side with mock concern.
"what do we have here? you lost?" kaiser questioned, his tone condescending and showing no genuine worry for you.
you gulped, unsure of how to respond. yes, you were lost, and you knew he had no intention of helping you. his job was to scare, insult, terrify ─ not to aid and you were anticipating his next move, making yourself ready to run if you needed to, as if you were facing against a real attacker.
his eyes narrowed at your stance, a look of frustration dancing across his face when he registered that you were trying to escape. he hadn't even moved yet and you were already trying to run. kaiser didn't know if he should be offended or upset. instead, he flashes you another smirk, knowing that your attempt to run was fruitless.
"trying to leave already, schatz? i haven't done anything.. yet." he then points to the door from which you came from ─ it was closed and locked from the outside, a favorite timed trick of his to ensure a proper scare and traumatize anyone who dared to enter his chambers alone. an uneasy feeling shuddering through your body when it dawned on you that you were trapped with a trained maniac.
you charged for the door, banging your hands against the hard wood, screaming for help, pulling and twisting the handle in despair.
"there's no use screaming either. this room's too far from the main path."
great. anything else you needed to know?
"plus, it's past closing time. no one else is supposed to be in this area but me," he added, much to your dismay.
kaiser slid off the bed, the sound of his boots landing on the ground causing you to jump and face him, your eyes adjusting to the darkness. his icy blue orbs shone even in the dark. his boots thudded heavily against the ground with every step he took in your direction. you pressed back against the door, feeling helpless with no other way to escape.
but something about the way he stared at your frightened state uneased you. usually by now, from everything you've seen, he would've surely done or said something that would have had you crying and pleading for him to go away. he was a master of terror, but right now, he seemed... different... hungry. there was a dangerous glint in his eye that told he wanted something more than just a simple scream from you.
that was enough to get you to turn around and try the handle again, making kaiser roll his eyes in frustration.
"i told you that won't work," he said, grabbing the back of your shirt to tug you away from the door, your feet tripping from suddenly being forced to walk backwards.
you stumbled and landed in his arms, much to his delight. in a swift movement, he lifted you from the ground, hauling you over his shoulder and walking back towards the dilapidated bed, throwing you down onto the springy mattress.
a choked gasped escaped when you landed on the bed. you scrambled to sit up when you felt the bed dip from kaiser's knees digging into the bed, but he spared no second to press his weight down on you and crash his lips against yours. his tongue darted into your mouth, creating sloppy, wet kisses, lips smacking loudly against yours.
his hands climbed all over you, dipping eagerly into your pants, his fingers prodding at your quivering entrance over your panties. you bit down on his lip hard, extracting blood from the fat of his lip. he should've been pissed off but your fight only drove him to want to break you. a little blood wouldn't hurt him, after all. you slapped your hands on his chest to get him off, but it was no good ─ he had you firmly pinned beneath him.
his long digits dug their way through the flimsy fabric of your panties and straight into your tight, wet cavern, causing him to moan against your lips at the feeling of your warmth around his fingers. pulling away from your mouth, kaiser breathed heavily, his warm breath fanning over your face, his eyes hooded and dark.
"fuck, schatz, you're so tight," he moans out, curling his fingers in a way that has you seeing stars. your body continues to squirm under him, his tongue sweeping across your cheek and along your jaw, smearing blood across your skin that had accumulated in his mouth.
any attempt to shout is quickly replaced with whines and mewls as digits continue to move inside you, his movements slow and languid, like he was holding back on purpose. but he knew how to hit every spot, the tips of his fingers hitting your sweet spot that generated a burning fire in the pit of your belly.
he hits the same spot over and over, ramming his fingers into your cunt with a fire in his eyes, now determined to get you to crumble and fall apart ─ just so he can do it again and again and again.
he's rock hard, rough fabric straining against his aching, confined cock, but he's too obsessed with your contorted expressions of pleasure to think about his own needs. right now, he needs to see you cum. not once or twice, but as many times as he can rip out of you.
wet slapping sounds, along with the song of your moans, fills the dark room, your moans turning into shrieks as kaiser rips your first orgasm out of you, tremors wracking through your body as your vision blurs with tears. with heavy breaths and shaky hands, you weakly try to push him off again, but he doesn't move. pulling his hand out, kaiser hurriedly shoves your pants and panties down your hips, using his knee to spread your legs apart.
his hand moves back to work on you again, lodging his fingers within your walls. tears prick the corner of your eyes, your body too weak to fight back, soft whimpers and pleas falling from your lips.
"n-no more, please," you begged, but kaiser didn't stop, his hand only picking up speed. he offers a breathy laugh, finding joy in the way you plead for him to stop, even though your pussy was sucking his fingers back in.
"i don't think you want me to stop, schatz," he grunts, shoving his fingers in and out at a brutal pace. you subconsciously rolled your hips onto his fingers, pitiful whines filling his ears like a beautiful symphony of dubious pleasure.
"you came here knowing who i am. this is your fault ─ isn't this what you wanted?" he laughed. his tone was mocking and it did nothing to deter you from him.
"no. it was an accident," you panted between moans, but the way your pussy clenched around his fingers had you singing a different song. he didn't believe you for one second, even if it was the truth. your words fell on deaf ears, filtering out everything you said in favor of only listening to the crescendo of your intoxicating song.
kaiser buried his face into your neck, biting down on the skin of your neck. his movements were sporadic, almost begging to feel you cum for him once more. you didn't know if you had it in you, but when your stomach began to wind up, you knew you'd be coming soon.
you had never felt this kind of pleasure before, not even by the partner you loved so much, who was probably searching everywhere for you since you hadn't emerged from the haunted house yet. and just as you thought about them, there was a harsh banging on the door on the other side, your partner's voice calling out for you. they had probably alerted a member of staff about your disappearance and led a search through the castle for you.
you wanted to call out for them, but your voice was lost, releasing only cries and mewls in favor of real words.
"c'mon, schatz. let 'em hear you," kaiser rasped, pulling out his fingers abruptly that had your body shaking violently, candy-sweet juices squirting out of your cunt. your eyes widened in surprise. you didn't even know you could do that, and kaiser seemed just as surprised, but happy nonetheless.
the frantic banging diminished and you envisioned the look of disbelief on your partner's face from what they just heard.
kaiser pressed a kiss to your forehead, bringing his slick-coated hand to his mouth to suck off the rest of your arousal.
he knew your partner was still lingering on the other side of the door, most likely devastated from the sound of their girlfriend being fingered by the most famous scare actor in town.
but that was fine with kaiser ─ you belonged to him now.
rin doesn't work in any of the fancier or elaborate haunted houses or mazes. he works as a stalker in the amusement park, weiding a long, heavy weight ax, a simple black and white mask covering his face and a white muscle tee to show off his toned arms. mysterious (and sexy) but scary enough to make park goers feel uneasy when they notice him from across the distance, especially as the night travels into the late hours near its close, the pathways emptying as people made their way back to their vehicles.
he's not a chaser. he doesn't bother to run after people who scurry off the second they see him coming after them. his long legs and endurance allow him the ability to reach people with long strides in seconds. he doesn't get paid enough to chase people throughout the park. in fact, sometimes he wonders why he even became a scare actor in the first place. sure, the job was enough to fill the empty spaces in his schedule and keep him busy, but sometimes, the bratty kids and "you-don't-scare-me" men was not worth the headache and long work nights.
until the eve of halloween, that is.
the night before halloween, the biggest night of the year for horror lovers and adrenaline junkies, you decided to visit the park with your friends, wanting to experience it one last time before they close it down for the season. you'd been a few times already earlier that month, but the scary ambience thrilled you nonetheless. rin had noticed you every time you came, so he wasn't surprised to see you had come again on the eve of halloween.
it thrilled him, actually, in a way he hadn't felt before. and before long, you started to notice a masked man following you and your friends around the park. knowing it was just another scare actor, you shrugged it off, giggling to your friends of how "creepy" he was being, with the occasional "he's kinda", followed by a series of giggles and flirty comments.
but when you walked off on your own to find the restrooms and spotted rin following you still, a blanket of uneasiness shrouded you, prompting you to walk faster, further away from your friends. normally, you'd be flattered by a scare actor stalking you with the intent of offering another sinister thrill, but this felt different.
the park was booming with business, a sea of bodies slamming into you from all angles, the smell of alcohol and sweat burning your nostrils as you navigated your way through the park. rin kept up with you easily though, enjoying the sight of you cautiously looking over your shoulder to see if he was still following.
even in the bustling crowd, he never lost sight of you, keeping his eyes trained on your quivering figure. he was a wolf hunting down his prey and he reveled in the chase, actively pursuing you, letting you believe you had the upper hand.
after pushing your way through the crowd, you emerged sweaty and breathless, hoping you were able to lose rin in the crowd, and when you turned your head to gaze into the crowd, the green-haired stalker was nowhere to be seen, filling you with relief.
believing you were finally safe, you tried to circle back around the park to where your friends were last, only to find yourself in a much more deserted side of the park. there are a few ride attendants but very little people around. as you walked alone through the dark paths, a hand reached out from the small alleyway of two shops that were closed for the night, darkness blanketing over you and the man that pulled you in.
it was him ─ he had been able to keep up and outsmarted you. now, he had you in his grasp. he pushed you against the wall of the shop, your chest pressed firm into the brick layering. he leaned into you, his large body covering yours as he pulled up his mask, his teals eyes illuminating in the dull lighting, waves of hot breath sending shivers down your spine as he sprinkled feather-light kisses to your neck.
"i didn't think you'd really try to run from me," he rasped, rolling his hips against the curve of your ass, eliciting languid mewls from you. his hands found the curve your hips, and he pulled you back against him, rubbing his bulge desperately between your cheeks, low grunts seeping between his lips as he nibbled on your ear.
he's not sure what's come over him, but seeing you so scared, so desperate to get away from him ─ it excited him. he's followed many people around the park all month, instilled a great amount of fear into several other park goers who underestimated his skill, but nothing compared to the shock and fear in your eyes, the way your body trembled and writhed, the soft moans he pulled from you the faster he humped you from behind.
he hates dry humping. what was he, a horny 15 year old? but this was all he could get from you for now, biting down into the skin of your shoulder that earned a loud scream from you, a scream so loud it was sure to attract anyone close by. but that didn't deter him, your loud shrieks causing his cock to twitch and leak under his black jeans.
"f-fuck... 'm gonna cum," he groaned, snaking his hand into your skirt to rub at your needy clit, moaning when he feels how slick and eager you are for him, despite your supposed fear and attempts to push him away.
"looks like you're enjoying this too." his tone was monotonous but there was an edge of desperation to it, like he was holding himself back from doing more to you.
his long fingers slipped between your drenched folds, wasting no time to press his digits into your awaiting hole, curling them inside of you as he slowed his pace, wanting to make you cum first.
your arousal made it easy for him to punch his fingers in and out of you rapidly, the obscene sound of squelching sending a tingle down his spine as he rubbed his clothed shaft against your rear again. the feeling of your walls tightening around his fingers nearly sent him into oblivion, but he held back, telling himself to wait until you came first.
and you weren't that far. you erupted in moans and whines as the winding coil in your belly came undone, your gummy walls sucking rin's fingers back inside of you. your screams and moans were an unholy symphony to his ears and he followed you shortly after, painting his boxers with hot, sticky seed, burying his face in the crook of your neck. thank god you couldn't see his face right now.
when you arrived at the park, getting dry humped by a scare actor wasn't what you were expecting to happen tonight. but for rin, the second you stepped through the doors of the park, he knew he had to get you alone. he'd probably lose his job after this, but halloween was tomorrow and he couldn't care less. the job just wasn't worth it anymore, not that it ever was.
besides, he was just going to follow you home anyway.
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