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The Woods institution was an old private hospital it was in effect an old asylum that had been a dumping ground of the horrors of society the staff of the institution had done more than simply lock away the inmates where they could not harm anyone they had met horror and madness with equally horrible and mad treatments. The gates were a one way passage for most patients until one young lady managed to escape. She had caused a scandal exposing the way that the patients were treated. The institution did not survive the scandal some of those involved had been found and sent to prison some had killed themselves some had run and changed there names. The name of the place and its memory had faded like an old photo. The property had lain dormant it was purchased by one landlord un-rented and un-tended it was passed from one owner to another.

The building was dilapidated but the structure remained intact it had been built solidly from a time when engineers didn’t know the difference between building something just strong enough or four times stronger than it needed to be. The walls stood large impressive fortifications of stone and brick toped with rusting but effective iron spikes around the entire perimeter of the vast property. The main building was built like a castle a fortress to keep the worlds prying eyes out and the pain and suffering in. every window was barred from the outside high and two small for someone to escape from every door to the property was a gate house designed to repel anything after so many years the outside had cracks and moss but was still as solid as ever.

Two people had a meeting there a fateful experience to come that would wake the ghosts of the past. There was an estate agent Laura Michaels who was selling the old building and Anna who was working on behalf of her client one look around the place and she would sign some papers Laura had in the car and a substantial bonus would be hers. Laura was a tall woman with a set of lovely curves wide hips long sexy legs kept very toned. A Slim flat waist long thin arms a tall sculptured neck. She put a lot of hours at the gym to keep her body fit it was a more effective marketing technique than any spread sheet. She had a lovely pair of hazel brown eyes a short bob of black hair. Her bosom was generous and balanced out her round hips. Her bottom was tight and round she spent a lot of time jogging to keep it that way. 

She had come from another meeting she still wore the high four inch pencil thin heels cute little ankle straps patent leather heals. They emphasized her calves and improved her ass and thighs immeasurably. They led to a pair of expensive silky nylon stockings that encased her legs she had a tight black knee length skirt that hobbled her steps and gave her an incredibly seductive wiggling walk. The skin tight fabric clung to her hips and her round bottom. She wore a three inch wide black belt that tightly cut into her waist further adding and emphasizing her curves. She wore a magnolia silk blouse that was incredibly tight over her round assets. She had it unbuttoned to show a generous amount of cleavage and the silky top of her black bra and thong panty set. She had a pair of stylish black glasses and a tasteful red lipstick maybe a shade to dark but she didn’t care her nose was small and strait. She finished her outfit with a tasteful expensive suit jacket.  

When Laura got to the woods institute she found that there was already a car there and the heavy gates were still open. Laura parked her car up she looked around there was no one about. It looked like Anna had arrived a bit early for the meeting and decided to look around, where had she gotten keys from, that was a mystery. There was a maintenance company that checked the place out four times a year maybe one of them was on site. Laura was a little nervous this deal was a big meal ticket for her it could give her a promotion. Five days extra holiday a company car a better pension full medical and dental. The prospects were hovering in front of her. Her manager had also talked about throwing in a free gym membership.  Laura looked at her phone no signal not one bar, that was odd. She chewed her lip nervously. Laura looked at Anna’s car it was a rental the keys were in the ignition the door was open. Laura looked closer there was a jacket and a hand bag sitting on the seat Laura looked around there was no sign of Anna and she seemed to have left her stuff.

Laura looked at the entrance gate it was a pair of gates really large solid affairs made of steel or iron she was not certain they were intimidating deliberately so. She looked closer there were spikes on top between the iron bars there were other pieces in what she could only assume were a serpent pattern it gave her the chills . She only had one option to step forwards and look for Anna.

Laura felt her nerves bubbling up the gate was intimidating there were sneering gargoyles in the corner stone looking like a devil bat set ready to pounce she could feel her heart beating in her chest it was a silly fear the place had been disused for years they had a surveyors report it was still structurally sound and there was no one else around no signs of cars anything else. Her pay check had just got lost. Laura took one step forwards she still had a nagging doubt at the back of her mind. She stepped closer to the gates. She looked at the ground there were great iron curves set into the ground so that the gate was secured into the floor. She looked to the left and right of the gate there were effectively guard houses. Bars on the windows thick fortresses. 

Laura noticed the chains and leavers from the gates going back into the guard houses. She looked at the weight of the gates. There was no way a normal person could move them. She took another slow step forward. There must be some mechanism in the gate house that operated them. Laura took another step closer there was a creak from the gates. She felt the bottom of her stomach clinch in fear and not just from the tightness of her belt. She took another nervous tentative step. She could see the gate house there was a counter weight against the weight of the gates and there was another creak. Laura saw the gates shudder. She didn’t think she simply reacted and started moving towards the main building.

There was a tearing grinding sound then a click like a leaver being released. Laura ran as fast as her legs would carry her, the weight of the gates moving behind her slowly picking up momentum. Laura kept moving she could hear the weight of the gates pulling against the grime in the metal runs then there was an almightily slam. Laura was pushed forwards by the force hitting her on the back she screamed in terror was it over were the gates going to squash her. She was pushed half a foot forwards then jerked to a halt there was a massive grinding click as the lock on the gate slowly engaged the ancient spring as good as ever. Laura found herself hanging forwards her suit jacket caught in the gate. She huffed in frustration then pulled herself out of the mangled remains of her poor expensive suit; she doubted that the warranty was covered for this situation. She looked back the fabric of her suit was torn to shreds a split second slower and she would have been turned to paste between the heavy gates. There looked like there was no way to recover even a scrap of her suit jacket. She was stuck unable to access her purse or her car she calmed herself down she would find Anna then find a way out then complete her deal for the property.

Laura looked in front of her there was a broad winding path to the right it was an overgrown path to an abandoned garden it was a large area of green where supposedly the patients could enjoy the view and participate in therapeutic activities supposedly it looked like a small maze of overgrown follies a favourite of the former institute owner. Had Anna wandered there?

The path to the left was straight stones white stone after white stone. Looking at it made Laura long for her jacket for some warmth. She felt a tingle up her spine it did not seem to be a place that anyone would want to go and yet there was the possibility that Anna had wandered there chilling mist seemed to cling. There were buildings a series of mausoleum, graves and a fence even in death patients didn’t seem to escape this place.

Then in front of Laura was the main hospital building it looked more like a castle crossed with a prison. It was hard to make out at this distance but she had seen close up photos. There were ugly granite gargoyles peaking out over every roof top gazing down below. There was a steel grate over every window.  Which way should she go maybe Anna had gone to look at the hospital main building for whatever they planned to turn it into?

Laura walked up to the hospital building the path was irregular it was hell with her high heels and tight skirt she made very slow progress. She held her arms out in front of her making sure she did not fall, she caught herself a few times on the uneven path. She looked around for signs of Anna she needed to find her, the faster the better it would probably get dark soon and she had no desire to spend a night inside this place. Something called to her she turned for an unknown reason.

Laura approached the mausoleum it was the largest stone structure the rest seemed to be locked away. Behind a cast iron fence. It was very ornately built the stone work was some sort of granite or it was clad in granite Laura could not tell. The stone work was covered in lichen and some moss. There was an intricate carving filled with small bits of other stones, almost like a mosaic panels cut into the side of the stone work the first panel pictured a woman tall thin a snake was facing her the two of them seemed to be talking the snake was large with a diamond pattern that ran from its head to its tail a sort of wrap dress was covering the woman. A few feet away was the next panel Laura looked at it the next panel had the woman run from the snake the snake was chasing her, its fangs bared the woman was fleeing into a forest of some sort. Laura moved her head The next panel showed the snake striking at the woman her back to a large tree there was a look of fear in her eyes almost to perfectly captured by the stone mason , there was an evil predatory look in the snakes eyes it seemed bigger larger than in the previous pictures. 

Laura kept following the story with rapt interest somehow she was transfixed unable to look away on the next panel was a scene the woman running naked away the serpent trying in desperate fear to escape. The serpent was shredding her dress pulling it out of its fangs. In the next scene the serpent had the woman this time it was taking no chances it was curled tightly around her waist, the woman seemed to be trying to gouge out the serpents eyes. The next scene showed the serpents coils pinning the woman’s arms tightly to her chest her eyes were defiant and she was kicking at the serpent. The next panel showed the serpent had tightened its grip the woman’s legs were subdued the snake had its fangs bared and looked ready to strike the woman was looking at the snaked defiantly.

Laura looked at the last panel the snake was on the ground life less its head some way from its body. The woman stood over it naked she had a strange glow about her shown on the stone work as radiating lines. Her body was shown as larger stronger she looked out her eyes and her teeth were now that of the serpent. Laura shook her head it was odd the place seemed so strange. There was a creaking noise from inside the mausoleum almost like someone struggling.

Laura looked at the mausoleum she could look closer maybe Anna had gone inside and the door had shut behind her like the main gate had shut behind Laura she could look around and see if there was another way in or a way to open the door. Or she could go and check out the grave yard Laura might be there the company taking the land would have to pay to relocate any remains on the grounds she could be surveying that.

Laura looked at the mausoleum and moved around it to the right there was a door it was a heavy oak with a lot of bronze and iron reinforcing. There was a giant decorative frame around the door an arch of stonework that would provide some shelter from wind or rain, a large marble stone formed a base like a door step. From the right side of the arch there was a pattern like a spiders web from the left there was a pattern like a vine the two patterns seemed to meet at the top of the door and fight weaving amongst each other.

The door was made of heavily treated dark oak it looked incredibly aged it had a certain presence about it that made it very solid. There seemed to be the first Christian design that Laura had yet seen a giant bronze cross was a main part of the door. It seemed to be decorated with a razed line around the edges. The door had two giant iron hinges and a large iron lock there was riveted iron banding in eight strips horizontally across the door and four going vertically there was a symbol that must have been a moon in the upper right and lower left hand corners it seemed to be made out of brass. Laura looked at the door there was no way to force it. She looked down to the right and left of the door were two brass urns about a foot tall each, bulb shaped at the bottom and fluted at the top she was not sure what they were for maybe just decorative or to hold flowers or something else.
 
There was a muffled sound from inside the building Laura put her ear to the door there seemed to be something struggling or some mechanism running. Laura turned her attention back to the urns. The one on its side was completely empty but when she picked up the other one it rattled Laura slowly upended the urn and shook in there was a rattling noise then a large iron key fell out and clanged onto the stone floor Laura put down the urn and picked up the key it had been hidden now she had it did she want to go in. a faint sound came from inside the mausoleum. 

Laura put her ear to the key hole there was a thump and muffled mewing sound it echoed slightly it was like there was a woman inside a very tight space trapped gagged and struggling. Laura had a grim feeling wash over her body that something or someone was in there. Laura looked at the key it was heavy the head of the key seemed to form an ornate pattern of a serpent weaving in a figure of eight its tail forming the head of the key. The jaws of the serpent formed the shoulders of the key. The shaft of the key extended from the serpent’s mouth there were ridges that almost looked like fangs the key was indeed strange.

Laura pressed the strange key into the lock. There was a slight grinding creek but with a little push the key fitted into the lock Laura hesitated for a second and turned it there was a click but nothing released Laura turned the key again. There was a dull metallic noise at the top of the door as if a bar was being dragged back. Laura turned the key again there was a similar noise from the bottom of the door. Laura with a great deal of trepidation turned the key again. There was the final click then the door slowly swung open. There was not even a creak the hinges were well lubricated. Laura with an impending sense of dread pulled the door open. She looked inside the Mausoleum.

There were four marble columns on the inside each one with smooth channels chiselled deep into them. There was a stone slab in the centre of the room it looked to have been constructed of granite. There were eight heavy rings cemented into the Stone floor of the room. From them taunt heavy chains were connected to a coffin. The coffin was actually chained down. Laura gasped it was so strange.  The coffin looked very ornate some sort of hardwood teak or ebony. The coffin had a more angular cut to it suggesting a more feminine occupant. There was decorative brass work on the outside of the coffin it seemed to reinforce the construction of the coffin there were sections riveted to the wood it gave the impression of a box created to contain something dangerous rather than a place of final rest. The coffin lid was hinged on one side and locked in place on the other parts by a series of very heavy latches. Each latch closed with a handle that then seemed to be screwed down in place.

There was one at the top and bottom of the coffin two were on the upper right section evenly spaced out. Two were on the upper left section evenly spaced out the hinge was on the left as you faced the coffin there were four of the heavy latches on the right it seemed like there was no way to be accidentally locked inside the coffin. There was only one explanation whatever was inside had been put into the coffin by another which begged the question who else was roaming around this abandoned place.

Upon the wall was half a large plain wooden cross, on the floor was the other half. The room itself was dry and quite. The coffin looked new or it was very well preserved there was the sound of thrashing inside. She swore she could hear the sound of begging, Laura gulped was nana in there bound up inside the tight confines of the coffin. Looking at the head of the coffin there was a small grill almost like a breathing hole?

Laura had to see whatever was inside the coffin. She started to release the top most handle it was heavy and took all the force in her body to turn it. After four turns it started to loosen. Another few more turns and it was free. Laura was able to pull open the latch. She was visibly panting there were still another nine to go. Laura set to work on the handles each one seemed a little tighter than the one before as if unwilling to let go of whatever was inside the coffin. Laura was sure that it was simple fatigue. As Laura undid each handle the muffled sounds of struggling and mute pleading from inside the coffin slowly increased. Finally Laura had after ten minutes work opened every latch she finally pulled at the lid of the coffin, it was very heavy she just managed to pull it open.

Laura was not sure what Anna looked like, there was definitely a woman inside the coffin her skin was pale white a very pale almost unnatural pale complexion to it. Laura could see some of the woman’s body under what appeared to be restraints designed to subdue something with far more strength than the woman’s delicate frame suggested. The woman was petite but had quite substantial curves hidden beneath her restraints.

The white lady had tufts of light palest blond hair coming out from under a very thick brown leather hood. The hood appeared to have some sort of plug or gag built inside it there was a massive indentation in the thick leather to show the base of the plug. The hood seemed to be secured at the back by a large number of straps which held it tightly over the features of the white lady, her elegant swan like neck could be seen between the hood and the jacket.

There was a straight jacket over her torso it seemed to have been made of enough leather to make three straitjackets, layer after layer after layer of leather tightly clamped over the white lady’s torso she seemed to be wearing some sort of night gown but it was offering no concealment to her modesty with the tight crotch strap, wisps’ of fabric peaked out from under the brown leather. Her arms were fed through the jacket so tightly that she had no movement possible everything was tightly strapped up at the back of the jacket. 

The white lady had a very beautiful pair of legs they were constrained by more tightly applied straps ensuring that she had the most rudimentary of movements inside the coffin. Heavy leather straps held her legs together at ankle above and below her knees tightly clamping into her flesh. There was even a strap around her big toes keeping them clamped together. She wiggled in her confinement and flipped herself on her front showing the myriad of clinched straps that held her prisoner.

Laura started to work on the straps they were really thick and heavy it seemed that there was a ridiculous level of over engineering in every part of the restraint first she tugged at the straps on the hood there were six of them going down the back of the thick brown leather hood. Each strap required a considerable amount of effort. One after another finally Laura undid the last strap the back of the hood opened up in an inverted V shape. Laura had to fight with both hands to pull the hood off from the woman’s head her jaws were wrapped around the gag plug and it took a lot off effort to pull the plug out. Laura looked at the gag when she finally managed to pull it out from between the woman’s lips it was made of rubber and absolutely massive Laura was surprised that the woman had been able to make any noise. The woman’s shoulder length hair was free she was working her jaw to get it free. Laura didn’t look her in the face she was two busy entrapping the rest of her body. 

Laura set to work on the leg straps she worked on the strap that held the lady’s dainty feet a prisoner a few seconds off fiddling and Laura had the strap free the woman wiggled her toes and her feet enjoying the small bit of freedom and movement. Laura removed the strap around her dainty white ankles it was a surprise that the strap tight as it was had not left a mark on her body. The woman wiggles her legs indicating for Laura to un-strap the rest of them. Laura slowly managed to force the straps around her knees open. Finally the woman’s legs were free. Laura couldn’t help herself the woman’s legs were so smooth and perfect she had to run her hand up the woman’s thigh and squeeze her peachy round bottom. There was a murmur from the woman and a shaking of her torso she wanted Laura to remove the jacket not stand there playing with her legs.

The straps of the Jacket were particularly tight the leather was very thick it was hard to budge. It took effort but Laura finally released the first strap holding the white lady’s arms in place. She groaned in relief and stretched her arms. Laura worked on the other suborn straps. The crotch strap was next. There was another deep moan of satisfaction as its torment was removed from the woman’s body. The last straps were easier the woman was practically wriggling to get out of the jacket. The leather was so heavy but the woman seemed to shrug it off with ease finally she was wriggling her arms out of the jacket. And dumping it at the bottom of the coffin. 

Laura looked at the white lady and blushed she was wearing nothing but a wisp of fabric the garment was wet with sweat and almost see through. She had a delicate swan like neck shoulders and collarbones in perfect proportions. Arms that were limber and willowy. Her breasts were large and pert her nipples pressed against the fabric. She had no need of a bra. Her stomach was flat her waist narrow her hips were quite generous and it looked like she was neatly shaven. Laura found herself looking at the woman’s long sinus legs, Laura doubted that this was Anna but who was it?

Laura looked for the first time into the white lady’s face. Framed by her ever so pail her she had a beautiful pair of eyes but they glowed red. Beneath her cute as a button nose and sculpted cheek bones between her pouting sensual lips were two little fangs bites Laura found herself held in place by the woman’s gaze she could not look away or move the woman the white lady moved closer.

The woman closed the last foot with a speed that Laura could not track she felt the two fangs bite delicately into her shoulder. She felt blood flow it was only a small amount of blood Laura could tell that it was but a sip. The vampire licked the wound clean with her tong slowly she kissed to two pin pricks delicately after her drink and the holes seemed to seal up leaving a small scar.

Laura barely struggle as the vampiress stripped her ,her glasses were delicately removed. The wide waist belt was unbuckles and pulled from her body. The magnolia silk blouse was unbuttoned and cast aside. The black skirt was unzipped and dropped to the floor. The ankle straps on her heels were removed and the shows left on the floor. Soon Laura’s fine stockings and underwear were gone she stood there naked as the day she was born the vampire looked over her naked body approvingly. Laura could not move at all unless the vampire willed it.
 
Finally the white lady spoke in a seductive and purring voice “Little thing my gaze dose not work in the day when I sleep so I am going to have to take precautions to keep you all snug”.  Laura felt herself holding her arms out. The white lady pulled the straight jacket up her arms and over her torso. It was so very heavy, layer after layer after layer of leather designed to hold a vampiress tightly at its mercy. It was soon embracing Laura the white lady’ did up every strap on the jacket using all her strength to make her pretty victim as helpless as possible. She threaded the crotch strap and pulled and pulled until it disappeared between the folds of Laura’s sex. The white lady fed her arms through the jacket and strapped it up at the back so tight the leather creaked. 

The white lady picked up the hood Laura eagerly opened her mouth for the massive plug. It slid into place then stretched her jaw wider and wider. As soon as the hood went over her eyes the vampire’s gaze was broken, Laura seemed to wake up and struggle. But by then it was far too late her ultimate fate was already sealed and struggle as she might she would not get away. The vampiress enjoyed buckling the helmet down over her struggling victim making sure that each belt was punishingly tight so that her new victim was as helpless as could be.

Laura was gently lowered to the floor the white lady started to apply the Leg restraints even as Laura tried to kick her and wriggle away. Straps cut into the flesh on her thighs above her knees and into the flesh below above her calves below the knee there was an ankle strap then finally the ultimate piece of redundant bondage. The tiny strap around her big toes keeping them locked together. Laura wiggled in her desperate predicament as the white lady picked her up like a toy.

The white lady gently put Laura inside the coffin she then claimed up on top of Laura. She pressed up against her bound plaything. The vampiress started to nuzzling her shoulder her legs wrapped around Laura’s her hands travelling over Laura’s bound body. The white lady wiggled further into the coffin it was a tight fit, finally she reached up and pulled the heavy lid of the coffin shut. Spooning together in her tight coffin the vampiress played with Laura. Laura started screaming into her harsh gag in terror she continued to scream though sometimes in ecstasy the vampiress would make sure her cute pet was always tightly bound.

The end