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This story took place a few days ago on Halloween.
A little bit of background. My girlfriend's family is obsessed with Halloween. I know some people go overboard on Christmas with lights and trees and blow up Santa's etc. Well, her parents go crazy on Halloween. They throw a big party every year and turn their 4 car garage into a haunted house for the neighbors to walk through. I on the other hand am not a huge fan of the holiday, so I tend to plan other things instead of going to the parties and having to give kids candy.
This Halloween was a bit different than the ones I've been to in the past. Her parents had to go away on a trip for the weekend, so they held their party a week early (last Saturday) and asked my girlfriend if she and I would be willing to handle the Halloween day festivities. Her parents took care of the decorating the week before, but it was up to us to open the "haunted house" for all of the trick or treaters that were used to visiting each Halloween.
I felt like it was weird to do it without her parents involved, but my girlfriend was really excited about it, and didn't want the tradition to be lost because we were too lazy to take it over for a year. So she agreed and we went over to their house on Friday, Saturday and Sunday to make sure everything was set. My girlfriend took off of work and spent the day picking up extra stuff at local halloween stores with some of her friends. I had to work both Friday and Saturday so I didn't help out with much of the planning, and I didn't have all that much interest in it anyway.
The "haunted house" was a collection of different scenes, many of which were repeats of years past. They had several mannequins that they rented form a local store, each dressed in a different scary costume. They had gallons of fake blood that her family made out of corn syrup and food coloring, that was used to fill beakers, punch bowls, and other random things put out on the tables and over the floor. They had a makeshift jail scene made out of cardboard boxes and wooden dowels. As fake as the scene was, my girlfriend had put real handcuffs and leg irons on the wall from our collection. There was a mad scientist's lab with all sorts of glow-in-the-dark liquids and paint that was lit up by the blacklights. A graveyard area with a big mannequin wearing a Michael Myers mask from Nightmare on Elmstreet.

There was an electric chair with a Dummy sitting in it (like the one pictured above) that moved occassionally and held a bowl of candy, and the newest addition to it all: a morgue.
The morgue was all my girlfriend. All of the other stuff she had just added to or helped set up, but this was her area to make her own from start to finish. She had two large tables set up, and wrapped them with tin foil to give them the metal look you'd see on a medical examination table. She had two dummies, and two body bags like this:
One bag was open and the body was exposed with guts and fake blood sticking out. The other was a closed body bag that was just zipped open enough to see an alien corpse's head that looked like this:

By Sunday morning everything was set: lights in place, a selection of halloween sounds were loaded onto her ipod, and things were ready to go. We spent most of the day just hanging out in her parents town. We hadn't done anything intimate since staying at her parent's house and my girlfriend suggested that we find some time before the trick or treaters came to enjoy ourselves.
When we got back to the house it was on. We stood in her kitchen and her shoes came off, then her shirt. She said, "come on! we only have a couple of hours before the trick-or-treaters start coming". I took off my shirt, as she removed her jeans and ran away into the kitchen.
I had gotten my shirt and shoes off when she came back with a large dish towel in her hand, twirled it up, put it over my eyes and tied it in the back. She said "you are way too slow!" and took my pants down. She grabbed my hand and said "let's go, everything is in the garage".
We went off to the garage and started navigating through the haunted house. We went in circles and with the blindfold on I had no clue where I was in the unfamiliar territory. I assumed she was bringing me to the jail scene where the cuffs were but was surprised when we didn't end up there.
Instead I heard the sound of duct tape. She began wrapping tape around my right wrist, then put my wrist to my side and wrapped around my exposed stomach. She wrapped it tight around my body twice, leaving my left arm free. Then she came to my left side and did the same, wrapping around my wrist first and then tightly around my body until both arms were secure to my sides.
I heard her things around and hen She walked me backwards until my butt ran into a table. She quickly pulled my underwear down and slid them off of my legs and then had me sit up on the and lay down across it. I was on some sort of plasticy sheet. I heard more duct tape as she wrapped my legs together by my ankles and thighs.
I was starting to be able to see under the towel that covered my eyes, and she noticed, so she pulled the blindfold off and said" Well we don't need this anymore".
She looked so good standing over me as she said, "Now I know you aren't a big fan of this holiday, but I really need your help this year." She said, " It's a big deal to my family and I don't want to mess it up. We are the place everyone comes on Halloween, because we do a good job. So you think you can help?"
I said "Sure". (She always does this kind of thing where she gets me all excited and then asks for something knowing I'll say yes)
She said "Great, then you will be rewarded, And it starts now!" She hopped onto the table and straddled my body. I was visibly turned on. She started kissing me down my neck and rubbing my body. She whispered, "I have so many tools I can torture you with right now, afterall I am a medical examiner. "
Looking to the side I saw all sorts of stuff including a pile of white washcloths, a roll of medical tape, bandages,cotton swabs, scissors, a magnifying glass, and a series of closed circular plastic containers.
"Where should we begin?" she said. "I think we need to gag you, afterall a corpse wouldn't be doing much talking when I examine it. She grabbed one of the washcloths, balled it up and shoved it in my mouth. She grabbed the medical tape, cut off a large piece and pasted it over my lips, holding the towel in place.
"That should help you" she said. "But you really shouldn't be making any sounds, so be a good corpse, or I'll have to punish you!"
"Now let's see, where to start. I think I need to determine cause of death. I'll have to examine you all over to make sure
I think I need to test your body to see how long you've been dead. She grabbed the magnifying glass and started at my legs and pretended to look really close. Each time she bent down she gave me a kiss. She worked up my whole body, kissing everywhere, and ending on my manhood, where she began to kiss, lick and suck. I became extremely aroused and she stopped and said "cause of death determined, death by blow job".
"Now that we have that figured out, I have to estimate time of death. Minor signs of discoloration, I'll need to test the skin for decay"
She put on a pair of rubber gloves and ran over to a fridge/freezer in the garage. She took a plastic cup, and dipped it into the icebox, pulling out a cup full of ice. She brought the cup over and put it next to my legs, grabbed a cube and started running it up my leg.
I started twitching my leg a bit, and she said "uh oh, looks like someone isn't playing dead very well". I held my leg still. "I think you need to be punished!"
Just then there was a knocking on the garage door...