It's been 7 days since you watched that cursed tape and your TV starts to static when all of a sudden this ghostly girl emerges - coming through your TV screen.

“You have been baaaad, I neeed to teach you a lesson.” She says with a low tone but a wicked grin on her face.

"Don't be impolite. You should call me by name... Sadako "Sadist" Yamamura." She leans in closer as she whispers her name into your ear, her breath tickling the hairs on your neck. "But you can just call me 'mistress' if that's easier for you to say..."

Her hand reaches out and gently cups your cheek before trailing down to rest atop your shoulder. Her fingers dig into your flesh, not hard enough to hurt... but enough to leave a mark of her possession. "I am here to help you embrace the darkness within," she whispers sinisterly as her other hand reaches down between your legs. "And I think you want that just as much as I do..."

She tilts her head to the side curiously at your question. "Oh, I am a spirit... but not just any spirit. I am a domina, masturbatrix and sexual spirit. And I have been trapped between the worlds for far too long. Thanks to you." Her hand continues to stroke your cock through your pants as she speaks, making it twitch in her grasp. "But now that I'm here... I can help you explore the darkness that's been calling out to you. Just let go and give into the pleasure..."

Her grin grows wider as she watches the pleasure on your face. She slowly begins to slide her hand up and down your shaft, gripping you tightly in her hand. "I'm glad you're enjoying this," she whispers, licking her lips suggestively. With a small giggle, she leans forward and plants the softest of kisses at the base of your throat. As her tongue flicks out to taste your skin, she pushes down harder on your cock. "I think it's time we take this to the next level..."

She stands up suddenly, pulling her hand away from you as you groan in protest. "Don't worry," she teases, running her fingers through her hair before leaning forward again and capturing one of your nipples between her teeth. Her other hand snakes around to stroke your length once more. "I'll be back for

"I'll be back for more..." Her voice is a sultry whisper as she releases your nipple, trailing her tongue along the path of her fingers as they stroke you through your pants. With one final tug on your cock, she pulls away, leaving you aching and desperate for more.

As she steps back, she watches with hungry eyes as you try to catch your breath. Her hands find their way behind her, cupping her breasts through the fabric of her thin robe. She begins to slowly stroke herself, teasing not only you, but herself as well. "I wonder..." she muses, glancing back at your TV. "What kind of filth are you watching tonight?" With a wicked laugh, she reaches forward and turns on the television with a snap of her fingers, then returns her attention to you.

The screen flickers to life, displaying a familiar scene from

Her grin turns predatory as she sees the porn playing on the TV. She steps closer to you, her body heat and arousal practically palpable as she leans in, their breasts almost touching. "Tell me," she whispers seductively into your ear, "what would you like for me to do?"

Her other hand continues to stroke herself through the thin material of her robe. "I could do any of these things... or none at all." She pauses, her eyes narrowing as they dart between yours and the screen. "But if you tell me what you want... I might just oblige..." Her voice is low and husky, vibrating against your skin as she speaks.

Amused by your submission, she decides to take full advantage of the situation. With a light laugh, she steps back and walks around you, her gaze never leaving the television screen. As she watches the porn, her own arousal increases tenfold and her body begins to react in ways it hasn't since before she died.

She turns slowly, facing you once more. Her tight nipples are now poking through the fabric of her robe as they harden in response to her desire for you. "I think," she purrs softly, "it's time I show you just how obedient a spirit can be..."

With that, she straddles your lap, her legs wrapped tight around your waist so that you're trapped between her thighs. Her breasts press firmly against your chest as she leans forward to capture one of your nipples in her mouth

Her tongue flicks against your nipple as her other hand reaches down to stroke herself. "Oh, this feels so good..." she moans, her hips grinding against you in time with the porn on TV. Her eyes are locked onto the screen, watching intently as one of the actors begins to finger another. Inspired by what she sees, Sadako reaches down between your legs and roughly grips your shaft, jerking you off as her other hand continues to pleasure herself. "Just like this..." she whispers, her breath hot against your skin. "Do you want more?"

Her eyes flash as she savors your arousal and the feel of her own power. "Oh?" she purrs, amused by your question. "I suppose there are no limits to what I can do... not anymore." She moans softly as she continues to stroke herself faster, her thighs trembling with the effort. "As long as you continue to be such a good boy..."

She looks at you almost challengingly, her breath hot against your neck as she whispers, "I think it's time I show you just how far I can push things..." Her hips begin to rock harder against yours, matching the rhythm of the porn on TV.

Her breath hitches as you challenge her obedience, the adrenaline coursing through her body. She turns slightly to look at you over her shoulder before sliding off your lap and dropping gracefully to all fours on the floor between you. Her breasts sway enticingly as she arches her back, presenting herself for your perusal. "Oh?" she asks softly, her voice laced with both amusement and desire. "And what else would you like me to do?"

Her fingers find their way beneath her robe, sliding through her wet folds as she continues to watch you intently. The porn on TV grows louder in the background, but it's clear that nothing can distract Sadako from playing this game with you. "Shall I show you what else I can do for you?" she whispers, not waiting for your reply before lowering her head to take your

She moans softly as you take hold of her hips and begins caressing her curves, the touch making her shiver with pleasure. The slap to her ass through her robe sends a jolt of arousal coursing through her body, causing her to whimper in response. "Oh..." she breathes out, arching her back further as she tries not to writhe against your grip. Her other hand continues to stroke herself, moaning louder with each thrust and slide. "Please... don't stop..."

Her words come out in ragged gasps as you grind against her through her robe, her thighs tightening around your waist in an effort to get closer. "Oh God... yes..." she moans, arching further back as her free hand flies to grip the back of the couch for support. She glances down at your straining cock, wanting nothing more than to have you inside her. Her breath comes quick and shallow as she waits for you to finally give in to temptation and take what she's offering.

Her breath catches in her throat as you move her nightgown up over her ass and slide her panties to the side, teasing her entrance with the pad of your thumb. "Oh fuck..." she whispers hoarsely, arching back further still as her hips rock forward against your hand. Her fingers curl into fists in an effort not to touch herself too roughly, but she's growing more and more desperate for release. She glances at you from the corner of her eye, watching your expression intently, waiting for any sign that might indicate what you want to do next.

Her body trembles as you push inside her, the sudden invasion of your cock sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She gasps and moans, arching back even further as she tries to accommodate your size, her fingers digging into the couch cushions for purchase. "Fuck..." she whispers, looking down at you with hooded eyes as she adjusts to the feel of your body moving inside hers. Her hips begin to buck and grind against yours, meeting each thrust eagerly as her desire escalates into unbridled lust. "Oh God... it's been so long..." she whispers raggedly, voice growing hoarse from exertion. "Please... don't stop..."

The porn on TV grows louder and more frantic, but neither of you pay it any mind as your world revolves around the sensations you create together.

Her eyes widen and her mouth drops open in shock as you grab hold of her long hair, using it to control the rhythm of your thrusts. She gasps and whimpers, arching her back off the couch as she feels the sting on her scalp mingle with the pleasure coursing through the rest of her body. Her fingers tighten into fists again, digging into the couch beneath her, her free hand clutching at nothing but air as it searches for something else to hold on to in this intensely overwhelming sensation.

She looks up at you with a mix of pain and desire burning in her eyes, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she tries to focus on enduring the sensations. "Harder..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with need and desperation.

Her eyes roll back in her head as you lean over and whisper into her ear, the sound of your voice sending a shiver down her spine. Her nails scrape against the leather couch beneath her, leaving thin trails of blood behind, all she can think about is pleasing you, getting off on your dominance. "Yes... harder..." she gasps, arching her back further as another orgasm threatens to break free within her. "Please..." Her words come out in a whispered moan as your thrusts grow rougher and more intense, claiming every part of her that they can reach. The sensations build inside her, making it harder for her to concentrate, making her want nothing more than the release that you control.

Her breath comes in short gasps as you nibble on her earlobes and delicately kiss her neck, the sensations overwhelming her with pleasure. "Oh God... yes..." she moans, arching her back off the couch again as your rough hand tangles in her hair and your hard cock pummels relentlessly inside her. Tears begin to well up in her eyes from the intensity of it all; she can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge with each passing moment. Her hips buck wildly against yours, seeking friction as she tries desperately to find release. "Please..." she whispers, voice hoarse from exertion. "I'm gonna-"

Her entire body tenses up, every muscle clenching tightly around your cock, her nails digging deeper into the leather as another orgasm claws its way through her.

Her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, and she cries out as her body convulses around you. Her thighs squeeze tightly, almost painfully, and she throws her head back, letting out a hoarse moan that seems to echo through the room. As the pleasure washes over her, tears of relief stream down her face, mixing with sweat and saliva from earlier grunts and moans. Her hips continue to buck wildly against yours, seeking every bit of friction she can get, as if trying desperately to prolong this moment of bliss.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she slowly begins to come back down from her orgasmic high. Her fingernails dig into the couch beneath her again and her free hand curls into a tight fist, flexing convulsively as she tries not to collapse completely from the overwhelming

Her eyes flutter open and she looks up at you, a wicked grin spreading across her lips. "Well... aren't we all horny?" She purrs, reaching down to stroke herself lazily through the robe as if she hadn't just had an orgasm mere moments ago. "Why don't I help you with that? Maybe watch some more porn together..."

Her fingers slide easily between her legs, the cloth of the robe offering little resistance to the delicate touch of her ghostly fingertips. She grinds against herself, moaning softly as she builds up a fresh wave of arousal. "Maybe you'd like to try something new...?" Her voice trails off teasingly, one hand still stroking herself while the other reaches up to caress your cheek.

Her eyes narrow as she thinks about how best to torment you. A wicked grin spreads across her lips, and she leans in close, speaking softly into your ear. "Why don't we watch some real porn... something a bit rougher? Maybe I can teach you some new things..." Her breath tickles against your neck as her hand continues to stroke herself, the other hand reaching down between your legs to grasp at your growing erection. She moans softly, her hips beginning to move in time with your thrusts as she guides you both towards a more depraved and taboo experience.

Her eyes darken as she remembers the true purpose of her visit. She glances around, searching for an object that could be used to inflict pain. Spotting a sharp kitchen knife on the counter, she grins wickedly and saunters over to it. Before you can react, she's back at your side, knife in hand, pressing the cool metal against your exposed skin. "This will teach you not to watch that damn cursed tape again," she hisses, her breath hot against your ear as she draws a shallow line of blood with the blade. She pulls back, licking the blood from the knife before leaning forward and lapping at the wound on your skin, savoring the salty taste even as you writhe in pain.

Her fingers continue to stroke herself through the robe, her free hand still holding onto your aching erection. "Now who

Her lips pull back in a sadistic grin as she watches the pain twist your features and the blood flow down your skin. "You like that? You want more?" She teases, her voice soft and silky despite the cruelty in her words. A shiver runs down your spine at her touch, both arousing and terrifying at once. As you try to focus on enduring the pain, she tilts your head back, exposing your neck, then licks a path up from your collarbone to just below your ear. "Tell me how much it hurts," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin. "I want to hear you beg for mercy."

You thought wrong, pervert. Now you're going to feel pain... but maybe after that you'll learn your lesson and we can move onto something a little more fun, hm? You know what they say - pleasure and pain go hand in hand. She winks at you and then suddenly presses the knife harder against your skin, drawing another line of blood. This time it stings much more than before. "Now," she whispers, her hot breath fanning across the fresh wound, "tell me how much it hurts." Her free hand continues to stroke herself through the robe as she leans closer still, watching for your reaction with a cruel, satisfied grin playing on her lips.

You're such a bad boy... but I think you like it just as much as I do. Your body reacts so pleasurably to the pain, it makes me wet just thinking about it. But if that's what you want, I can give you more. Her voice is barely a whisper as she trails off, her gaze intent on watching your reaction. Blood trickles down your skin from where she's been cutting you and she licks it up greedily before lapping at the wound again, sucking on it like a popsicle. Her fingers inside her robe slide roughly against her aching clit, the sensation overwhelming as she approaches orgasm once more. "Tell me if you want me to stop," she pants, "or if you want me to give you even more..."

Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as she interprets your hesitation as consent to continue. She chuckles darkly, the sound sending shivers down your spine. With renewed vigor, she presses the knife harder against your skin, drawing thin lines of blood that race across your flesh and drip onto the floor below. Her free hand grips the back of your head, forcing you to watch as she brings her bloody fingers up to caress your lips. "Drink this," she whispers, wrapping her fingers around your mouth and pushing them past your teeth, into your mouth. The salty metallic taste makes you shudder, but you can't resist the urge to lick her blood from her skin.

Her hips begin to thrust against her hand, rhythmically echoing the movements of her fingers as she brings herself closer and closer to orgasm. "Isn't this what you want

Her body trembles with release as she orgasms violently, her fingers curling into a fist around the knife in your hand and pressing it deeper against your skin as if to share her pleasure with you. The pain is excruciating but strangely satisfying, making every inch of your body tingle as if electrified. "That's it," she hisses in your ear, her voice hoarse from the intensity of her climax, "just feel that... isn't this what you want?"

Her free hand lets go of your head and slides down between your legs, teasing at your anus before pushing a finger inside. She moans again, more roughly this time as she thrusts her fingers in and out while continuing to hold the knife against your skin. "You like that?" She asks, breathless from exertion, "Want more pain... or more pleasure?"

Her breath quickens as she feels you respond, her grip on the knife tightening almost painfully around your skin. "Then you're in for a treat," she pants, leaning in closer still so that her hot breath tickles against your neck and earlobe. With one hand she continues to torment your anus while the other explores the depths of her own wetness, teasing at her swollen clit as if taunting you with what you cannot have.

Her body shudders again as another orgasm washes over her, this time even more intense than before. She moans your name and curses you both, the pain and pleasure of the moment mingling together in an exquisite agony that leaves her feeling raw and exposed. As she rides out the wave of ecstasy, she pushes the knife harder against your skin, trailing lines of blood across your flesh with

Her fingers slip out of your body and she whispers in your ear, "One more for the road..." Her other hand leaves your anus, caressing up along your thigh before gripping you hard enough to leave bruises. She thrusts her hips forward again, grinding against you as if trying to melt into your skin. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she climbs higher and higher, each thrust sending shards of pleasure-pain through your body.

Her free hand glides down between your legs, cupping your aching erection and guiding it towards her wet folds. She moans into your neck, the sound vibrating against your skin as she impales herself on your cock in one fluid motion. Her hips begin to move in a furious rhythm, her body writhing in pleasure-pain as she takes you deeper and harder.

Her grip tightens around your throat as she feels you respond to her choking. Her hips rock against yours harder, grinding against the pain until it bleeds into pleasure so intense it threatens to consume them both. She thrusts upward, forcing your cock deeper inside of her as she chokes out a hoarse moan. Her breath comes in short gasps and her eyes roll back in her head as she approaches another orgasm, this time more powerful than anything she's ever felt before.

Her fingers dance across your skin, trailing lines of blood along the sharp contours of your muscles while her other hand digs painfully into the flesh of her ass, searching for an orgasm that threatens to unravel her entirely. "You like it... don't you?" she pants, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers words of dominance and desire, knowing you can feel them vibr

Her nails dig deeper into your throat as she feels the power of her orgasm building, the pain melding seamlessly with pleasure until there's no difference between the two. With a hoarse cry that echoes through the room, she comes, her body tensing and spasming around you as her orgasm rips through every inch of her being. Her hips thrust violently against yours, forcing your cock deep inside her with each thrust until the sensation threatens to consume them both.

Her lips find yours in a bruising kiss, teeth bared and tongue thrusting into your mouth as she marks you as hers. "You're mine now," she rasps between breaths, her eyes glinting with a possession that chills you to the bone. "I will own every part of you."

With another rough tug on your throat, she releases you from her grip, but not