[F4A] Amateur Detective in Too Deep
It all started after I had received a letter out of the blue to inform me that I had inherited the home of my estranged grandfather. It was a complete shock, I'd never even met him and yet I was set to own what was once his home? But beggars can't be choosers, it was the summer of my final year in university and rent inside the city was far too expensive to keep up with. It was a stroke of wild luck which now seems far too convenient to have been chance.
I've always been a total introvert, preferring to stay inside reading schlocky horror and detective novels, losing myself in fantasies. My curiosity had always been something that got the between of me. So I was intensely intrigued at the prospect of staying in the remote old building for the summer.
It was located far off into the countryside, right next to a sleepy hamlet that appeared almost forgotten by time. I got lost driving down the winding back country roads more than once, but the time I arrived it was hard to tell exactly where exactly this place was on a map. There was nothing but over grown farms and patches of forest for miles around.
The house itself was a large, rundown old farm cottage that had the title "Crooked View Manor"
From what I could tell this was due to the large, gnarled tree that stood alone in the centre of a field not too far away. You could just about make out of the small hamlet from across the fields, a small collection of equally old buildings that sat in eerie quiet.
The house was filthy, both the inside and outside had been neglected for a long time. Old newspapers, books and random curios were piled up high throughout the place. Dust and grime covered everything, hiding the expensive furniture under it. It would take some time to organize but it honestly seemed like a fun project to occupy me.
But that was before everything started to get weird, strange things started to happen constantly. I should have left when I had the chance, but my curiosity got the better of me. I felt a burning desire to get to the bottom of all the strangeness. From across the fields i could see old farmers working and milling around. Yet every time I ventured out to explore the hamlet it would be near empty, I'd occasionally catch glimpses of figures watching from windows. There was only one very small shop in town which seemed permanently shut, I had guessed it was some kind of farm equipment store. When I peered in the windows all I could see were rows if straps, ropes, and other things that I couldn't make out I'm the darkness.
The house quickly became more and more creepy, things would go bump in the night very regularly. I'd wake up from strange, intense dreams only to find I'd sleepwalked to another part of the house. I'd find muddy footprints leading to nowhere, the things I'd packed with me started to go missing. I'd read through the old books looking for clues only to find myself forgetting why I was doing it. I couldn't escape the feeling of being watched no matter where I went.
I should have escaped when I had the chance but I thought I could solve the mystery.
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So I'm sure you can tell the vibe for this one is very much a kinky version of a mystery novel. Sort of erotic horror, Scooby doo vibes. I have a tonne of ideas for what could happen. Is the hamlet controlled by a cabal of perverse old farmers? Is the house haunted by the depraved ghost of the previous owner? I think this will work best as a slow burn with a GM. I'd love to hear your ideas! Huge bonus if your into legs/feet.
I like to write detailed replies that are on the longer side, I often play myself so I really love getting into character. I'm 24 and all characters are over 18.
My kinks include: Legs/Feet, stockings socks etc, getting dirty/messy, latex, all kinds of bdsm, pet play, tentacles/monsters, body stockings, harnesses, mind control, living clothes, hucow, stalking and many more!