Carol lay listening in her bed to the wind and rain outside as it pounded on the tin roof of the cabin, the windows rattled and she wondered if they would break under the pressure of the inclement weather. She was desperately tired from her long mountain walk along the walking trails in the hills and mountains. As she had planned had had reached the bed and breakfast accommodation just before night had fallen. It had been a shock when she had seen the owners and she shuddered at the thought of them. Still they seemed friendly enough though somewhat creepy in their looks and manners, why she could almost call them Gothic in the way they looked.
The cabin Carol was in seemed new and smelt of sweet resin and pine however there seemed to be the feel of age and old emotion that clung to the rooms. Naked she rose from the hot tub, the water dripping from her conical breasts tipped with large brown nipples. Her firm legs leading to the thatch of brown fur that covered her thick pussylips. Above her groin was a smooth hard stomach. Quickly she ran the towel through her brown hair and looked with her green eyes into the mirror as she cleaned her teeth and polished the lens of her glasses. She had only been able to eat a light supper before tired she had climbed into the soft bed. The sound of the storm raging outside had kept her awake for a little time before she slipped into an uneasy sleep.
Suddenly she awoke as though something had brushed past her. Startled she rose and slipped a t-shirt over her sweaty naked body. Instead of the raging storm there was an eerie silence. Carol reached for the lamp next to the bed but could not find it. Silently she padded over carpet and pulled open the door only to lead to a brilliantly lit corridor. Startled she looked about her and saw darkly polished wood lit by innumerable candles and oil lamps. Pushing back her glasses onto her nose she walked towards the sound of a piano near her.
There seemed something dreamlike about this place and she felt a strange warmth wash through her body. It was a warmth that aroused her toned body and Carol felt her nipples harden and rub with excruciating pleasure against the thin cotton cloth of the shirt. Then she was in front of the door through which she heard the delicate sounds of a piano and the low murmur of voices.
Tenderly she opened the heavy cedar door in front of her and walked into an opulent dining room. A dining room that contained the beautiful men. They looked at her as she entered and smiled in acknowledgement of her presence. Carol thought that there was something intimately familiar about the men. One had short brown hair and wore a deep blue suit in the style of a wealthy man of the nineteenth century, the other had long blonde flowing locks and wore a dark green suit in the same style. They rose as one and walked towards her as one.
Carol admired the lithe grace as they walked towards her. She could feel and see their well muscled bodies move towards her. The blonde man took her hand, he kissed it lightly and then sucked each finger tenderly and sensually. He looked at her as he finished and she was looking into sparkling passionate blue eyes. He led her to the cleared table where the brunette waited and he took her other hand and sucked on her thumb lustily before giving her some wine to drink.
The deep red wine slid down her throat and warmed her body even more. She felt her cunt leak with juice as they watched and stroked her gently. As she drank they watched and smiled gently at Carol. As they touched her the hands seemed to leave her skin begging for a more intimate touch. Then as one they were next to her and she felt their hands lifting her t-shirt over her head so that she was naked before them.
