With a smile on her face nineteen year old Mia Nordberg pushed the threshold heart-to-heart. With some difficultness she managed to drag her three suitcases inside and the threshold closed. The hall was not very warm but it was still much better that the cold autumn atmospheric condition outside. The building was close to a hundred geezerhood old but careful restitution had kept it in complete status. Mia studied the old fashioned ornament on the pillars of hallway until her regard fell on the control panel just inside the doorway.

At the I flat at the third flooring she read the gens Lisa Larsson."Seems they have not had clip to remove the old gens,"Mia thought as she felt some discomfort.

It was a approval that she could move to this apartment instead of support with her aunt but the way the apartment became vacate was not pleasant. At 1st the morning paper had only included a small bill that 22 geezerhood old Lisa Larsson had gone missing. The police had treated it as an ordinary disappearance until a diarist found Lisa 's diary in a public trash can.

The diary described how Lisa Larsson had been afraid of a sneak. No deion was given about who but Lisa wrote repeatedly that she thought that the stalker had sexual intents towards her. The newspapers saw the possibility for selling duplicate written matter and started investigating what Lisa had done the last hours before her fade.

In trueness the reporters did n't find much evidence, but there was enough to spin out a tale about a intimate scandal. The last even Lisa had been out dancing on a nearby pub. A number of citizenry had remembered Lisa because how coquettish she had acted when she literally started to nominate out with some males on the dance floor. Late in the night she had left followed by a two unknown men she attracted during the dance.

The constabulary continued the investigating and finally concluded that it sounded likely Lisa had been abducted on her way house, but the search had so far off unsuccesful. Mia had only been following the effect with small-scale interests but when she was offered Lisa apartment she had recalled what she had read.

The elevator was very small-scale and Mia and her suitcases filled it up completely."auntie Helen would not have been able to fit herself with all the bag with her,"Mia thought and imagined her aunt trying to squeeze her stave body into the lift.

Aunt Helen of Troy was very fond of cooking and had constantly been trying to throw Mia eat more. Mia on the early hand was very fond of her slim nicely trimmed body and had found the unvarying spat about her not eating too much a real hassle. It was a smashing succor to get a place of her own.

With a bit of annoyance Mia for the second time pushed the button for the top storey but the elevator refused to move. She twisted around and realized her error.

"The lift was designed for four flooring but the house got only three,"Mia thought and pressed the right clit. The elevator started to move and Mia waited as the elevator climbed slowly. Finally the lift came to hold and she looked on a door with the name Lisa Larsson. The layout of the house was a bit unusual since the elevator and stair were in different parts of the building. Thus there were no hallway in front of the room access. The doors to the apartments could only be opened when the elevator was in place. Mia had heard about this when she signed the contract bridge for the flat but it still felt a bit unearthly when she opened the room access and stepped directly into her new apartment.

Just like Lisa had done Mia rented the flat with furniture and she was thus very funny when entered. Gunnar Westerlund, the builder of the mansion, had in his final will stated that the diminished apartments should be rented out to students of the university and thus a foundation kept the apartment furnished and set up for students.

Mia 's impressions when she saw the piece of furniture was a bit flux. Surely the old fashion piece of music fit with boor elan of the house but it did not make it did not score the apartment feel cozy.

The apartment had only a small kitchen, a bathroom and a bedroom but it was surely a bargain at the low rent cost. Mia pulled her suitcases into the bedroom and placed them on the bed. Except from the closet and the bed the exclusively furniture in room was a immense mirror that filled most of the bulwark. The whole room could be seen in the mirror and it did thus make the room feel a lot larger than it really was.

Mia spent the even unpacking and checking that all the listed piece of furniture and equipment listed on the contract really existed. Everything seemed to fine and now when she was more at home in apartment it did n't find so weird.

"After all I will do the sketch at the universality and mostly slumber and eat here,"Mia thought as she entered the bedroom. She stopped in front of the turgid mirror and did a slow turn.

Mia like many others always did dreaming of becoming a poser but she was a practical girl that realized that the chances for that were slim. She was magniloquent and reduce but her hair did n't really cut the scar. It was in a nice blonde color but curled up too much. Without tying it up or using a cockeyed amount of hairspray her hair would stand up out in all direction. Mia also had to include that her breasts looked a bit small. It was slightly unfair since she used a size b-holder but combined with how tall she was her titty did depend pocket-sized.

As Mia looked at her vision in the mirror she felt a rush of excitement. Normally you only encountered full length mirrors in store and there you could never really loosen. It was with child to have such a mirror in her bedroom. She slowly went back and forward like she had been doing some model job. It was quite fun but her wearing apparel seemed a good deal to mundane to fit her illusion. She paused and thought for a few irregular and then started to off her dress. She knew that she and her mother had not packed any dare dress since she was going away to study but in only her lingerie with lots of skin exposed it would still look slightly erotic.

With a smile she repeated the slow walk forward and back. Her ashen cotton underwear looked very decent together with her sun tanned body. Mia tried to move a bit more erotic and was very pleased with the result. If the boys looking at her body imagined visual sensation as this one she could understand that they were looking.

"I bet I could practice in front of this mirror here so that I could learn to plow any boy crazy with lust,"she thought but then noticed the time and understood that it was fourth dimension to slumber.

She made the bed with her bed linen and a couple hour later she was in her bed. She could not see the mirror in the darkness but know it was there. As she tried to sleep her imagination kept returning to practicing in front line of the mirror.

"I will buy some more suiting clothes tomorrow,"Mia decided before she fell asleep.

* * *

Mia felt dandy when she came awake the adjacent morning. She had slept only in a flannel nightgown and when she got up she could not jib dropping the nightgown. She stood totally nude in front of the mirror and covered her private parts with only her script.

"Mirror, mirror on the wall am I not the most aphrodisiacal adolescent you ever have seen ?"Mia thought and pretended to be rubbing her kitty.

It was nothing she normally did. She was a virgin and had never really felt the urge to do more than examine how she looked down there. Still she had to take on that her figure in the mirror looked even more erotic when she did this.

"I will late for class if I do n't start moving,"she reluctantly realized and rushed away to the lavatory.

The day went painfully slowly but finally it was over. Finally she arrived home and entered the elevator. She pushed the clit and was fugitive confused when nothing happened until she recalled that it was not the top clit she was supposed to use.

Besides from her backpack she also had a shopping bag filled with clothes. It had felt very weird to buy such intimate apparel and clothes but she could barely stand waiting to try them in front line of the mirror. The fact that she had used most of her spare hard cash for the month was a potential problem, but she felt it was worth it.

When she came inside the rushed to bathroom and changed her clothes. She wanted to see the combined stamp the new dress would throw as soon as possible.

With dying whole step she entered her bedchamber.

"Will the mirror like my appearance,"she wondered and then dismissed the goofy melodic theme,"How could an mirror have idea ?"

A turgid smile filled her cheek as she saw herself in the mirror. She had a red miniskirt and a inglorious top and it did just convey the persona she had intended.

"I could picture myself dancing daring in nominal head of the boys in these clothes,"Mia thought and tried some dance steps. This made her return back to reality as she realized how novice like her dance steps looked.

She liked the sexy epitome she could see in the mirror as her custody rested on her hips but she had not the acquirement to really dance. She had never been interested in such things.

She felt joy over the improvement her clothes did to her appearance, but then she reluctantly looked towards her backpack filled with books that lay on the storey in the hallway. She really needed to read the chapters they had discussed at the university. All day she had been thinking on the clothes she would buy on the way home and thus she had not been paying attention.

"I can save that for later,"she thought and started to practice in front of mirror.

She let her deal slide over torso and seductively moved her pelvis. Slowly she invented new dance stone's throw and even while she sometimes stumbled she noticed that she was improving. When she finally ended practicing she noticed that it was completely blackness outside. After eating she could not get hold her nightgown and she decided to sleep in her underwear.

* * *

The adjacent morning Mia slowly woke up. In her sleep she had kicked the bed cover of and thus the first she saw when she woke up was her semi nude epitome in the mirror. She giggled with pleasure as she saw herself. The bed looked just like if a lover had shared it with her and just recently left. She recalled the titillating affectation she had done yesterday morning and decided to do some sitting.

With trembling finger she let her hand lantern slide inside her panties. With a smile on her lip she looked towards the mirror to see how she looked.

"Surely erotic but it looks kind of dull since my hand is still,"Mia realized annoyed. Slowly she started to rub her twat and was very satisfied with the result. The stretched material of her panties looked very indicative as her helping hand moved under it.

She continued this for a while. Carefully she let a finger's breadth slide inside to feel her maidenhood.

"I wonder what the big stack about masturbation is,"she thought. Her body was filled with tingle and she continued her easy detrition. As her fingers passed over her slit she noticed that it had become slightly moist.

"Is this how sexual fervor smell ?"Mia wondered and moaned. Her altogether body trembled as her inexperienced fingers played with her individual parts. Suddenly Mia thought that she heard person crying out something and sat up with startled expression on her brass. She had no musical theme what the voice had said but as she looked around she saw the picket beside the bed.

"I will be late for form !"she realized and this broke her mood. She jumped into her clothes and picked up her backpack and ran.

Mia arrived to rightfield room at the university at the last possible here and now and sat down at same minute as the teacher started talking. She had hoped that the textile from yesterday would be repeated since she had forgotten to read it but soon found out that this Hope was unfounded. The day dragged on and Mia struggled to hold up with the others. With annoyance Mia also noted that the guy rope did n't seem to see her at all. Two other beautiful woman had all the tending from the Male.

"I bet this would transfer if they saw me in my red mini or make love what I did a few hours ago,"Mia thought blushing as she recalled her masturbation. She wished that she was back in front of the mirror and could finish the task.

Finally the day was over and Mia hurried back home. When she came to the elevator she for once remembered to crusade the proper button and lift started it 's irksome upgrade. When Mia came inside she did n't even reckon about reading her Good Book, instead she rushed inside to change clothes and a few moments later she was standing in front of the mirror.

All the worry from the foresightful day melted away as she practiced to dance. If there had been a watcher both daytime he would have noticed that Mia dance was growing Thomas More and more erotic. Her hands would skid over her hips and seductively take out her doll up. She throw candy kiss towards the mirror and giggled in joy as she saw how much her attainment had improved.

"I bet no boy could resist me,"she thought and this made her sex chill with expectation.

She noticed that she was athirst and went to the kitchen to bump herself some food.

"I need to get out and to see if all my recitation has paid of,"she decided. After she was finished eating she exited her apartment. Out on the street she danced forward without caring about the frigidness fall weather.

The street was completely deserted and it was a relief when she saw an undefendable pub. As she walked closer her hired man drifted under her top and started to encounter with her left nipple until it became erect.

"clock time to show the guy how erotic a woman can be,"Mia thought and danced forward with a grinning on her sass. It was a pity that she bought such a mild bird, why had she not got one that made it more loose to flash her underwear ?

As she approached the door she eyed the sign of the pub and in some strange way it disturbed her.

"I have never been try before, and that is a good, would be kind of embarrassing if the bozo knew me,"she thought.

She was just on the way to enter when she suddenly froze as she remembered why the gens felt familiar.

"It is the same pub that Lisa Larsson visited before she disappeared,"Mia realized and stumbled backwards. She still felt a longing to go inside and dancing but was she not just now exactly repeating what Lisa had done before her disappearance.

With an effort of will power she gathered her strength and walked back towards home.

She entered the small elevator and pushed the top push button. As the elevator climbed upwards she closed her heart and tried to calm down.

"Something weird is going on, why else would a shy person like me doing the Saami thing as Lisa did,"she thought.

The elevator came to an stop and Mia opened her eyes. It was nice that the landlord had removed Lisa Larson 's epithet from the door, but weirdly they had not put any new name there. Mia frowned at this but then noticed this since the door was ajar.

"What was I thinking when left earlier, leaving house with an clear door ?"she wondered as she entered the flat.

It took a distich of sec for Mia to cross-file the the true. The layout of the hallway was identical to hers but it was not her flat. The wall was covered with picture of bare girlfriend and the clothes hanging there was not hers. With a red aspect Mia turned back towards the lift and pushed the button for base three. nix happened, confused she looked around but then recalled that the doors to the apartment must be closed if the elevator should move. She closed the doorway but elevator would still not move.

"delay a bit, how could the elevator get here in the first place if this doorway was ajar ?"she wondered. She tried a couple of more than meter but the elevator would not displace and thus there were no option but the enter the flat again. She looked into the kitchen but except the stiff from somebody 's breakfast it was vacate. She knocked on the door to the sleeping room but there were no reply.

She pushed the doorway open but found it empty. In fact the flat was sparingly furnished. Only the great rampart mirror and a death chair was standing there. The death chair captured her attention since somebody had attached a huge dildo at the marrow of it. Mia stared in disbelief at the huge dildo, it was almost as wide of the mark as her arm. She could not trust that a miss could bring such goliath inside her.

As she looked on the rest of the room she felt the familiar tingle when she looked at the mirror, how aphrodisiac she would look like in front of the mirror. With an exertion of will she looked away from the mirror. Something about the hot seat looked familiar and Mia suddenly turned towards the pictorial matter on the wall behind her. All the miss on the characterisation was doing the Lapp matter. They were sitting on the chair with the dildo buried inside their wet bend. With enthrallment Mia studied the looking of incredible lust that could be seen in their faces. Suddenly she felt dread as she recognized the eleventh picture from the papers, it was without doubt twenty yr old Lisa Larson that had gone missing a few hebdomad ago.

"I must get out of her as soon as possible, I do n't wish this property,"Mia thought with dread in her nub and returned to the elevator. She did n't become surprised when the elevator still refused to incite but suppressed her reverence as looked for another exit.

She felt a firm itch to go and exercise in front of the mirror but she suppressed this touch too.

"I can use the stairs,"she realized but where the door out should take in been there was only a flat tire wall. She walked through the flat looking for some choice she had missed at the same time as she without any witting decision started to rub her breasts.

"Perhaps it is possible to climb down on the outside of the house,"she thought and walked to the open bedroom window.

As she looked outside she noticed with surprisal that not a single star sign of the fall could be seen. It looked like it was in the middle of the summer. Mia looked down and cried out in fear. Halfway down to the ground an physical structure hung in the air suspended by nothing. It was an man clothed in old fashioned clothes. His boldness was frozen in incredible engrossment as his hand seemed to point back towards the window. Mia stumbled backwards in fear.

She turned and as her regard fell on the mirror she felt her finger moving to off her clothes. With a deep suspiration Mia managed to expose free and she ran out into the kitchen. Away from the mirror the longing was easier to cover. She looked around the kitchen and noticed a belittled notepad on the dinner party table. To get something to do she opened to see if there were any clues about what was going on. From the handwriting she guessed that the writer must be a woman.

'' I am afraid. Something Wyrd is going on. I pushed wrong clitoris and the elevator moved to fourth floor but there are only three floors in this building, '' she read. The textbook continued but was turning more and more to be only be about thoughts about onanism.

Mia turned the page and found that there was a new soul piece of writing. `` In some way I have become trapped here too. I do n't know if the previous girl me made it out. The longing to do dirty things in forepart of the mirror is driving me nuts. I think that I must stand firm or else something bad will occur. I will be ripe back, must have a second look at that big dildo. '' There were no more entry 's with the Lapp handwriting.

Mia continued to reverse pages but there was just random thought process from throw little girl. In the tenth handwriting she again found some concern selective information. `` It seems I am the one-tenth victim of this magic trap. I have never believed in such things as magic but the evidences are unsufferable to ignore. When you look down from the bedroom window you can see a man hanging frozen in the air. Is the real trap that you should use the dildo in the bedroom or is that you try to wax down past times that man. He is hanging so close to building that you need to impact him if you want to get down. I am not surely but I think that it is Gustaf Westerlund, the man who built this building. '' With dread Mia turned the page and found a last accounting entry. `` I am sure now. The sneak I thought was following me is not a support being. This whole building is intended to snare girls like us. I do n't know about the reason but I intend to find oneself out before I loose my self-command. ``

"The last one penning must be Lisa Larson. Her journal talked about being afraid of a stalker,"Mia thought and picked the pencil up to compose herself. She thought about dropping a note from the window or shouting for supporter but it sounded unconvincing that it would do any unspoiled. All the world outside was flash-frozen except herself.

"If the mirror or elevator brought me her it should be able-bodied to bring me back. I just need to envision out how they work,"she thought but it was growing harder and gruelling to think. Her panties had become drench and all thoughts returned back towards masturbation.

"The peril must be the dildo if I understand the comments from the others right. Thus if I avoid using that but masturbate in front line of the mirror I will get relief so that I can think straight again, she thought and after writing this down she walked towards the bedchamber.

With haste she dropped her clothes and looked at her marvellous nude painting consistency in the mirror. Without hesitating she started to play with herself. She trembled as her fingers played with herself. She was so moist that it was dripping down her retentive peg. It felt unreal as she saw herself masturbating without abandon. She was panting with excitement now but she was still not there yet. A couple of fingers was inside her trusting but even while it felt great they did n't do Sir Thomas More than convey her to the border.

"I need more stimulation !"the thought as she trembled with luxuria.

"Perhaps it is prolonged used of the dildo that is life-threatening,"she thought and this view was enough to make her walk to the chair. Without any very wavering she guided the gigantic dildo inside her. She felt it rip through her virginity at the same time as she screamed in sexual turmoil. Her unanimous consistence trembled as tactual sensation of intense lust ripped through her being. She opened her eyes to see her icon in the mirror. To her surprise she instead saw through the mirror into what must be her own elbow room. Her own stuff was gone and on her bed an unknown region nude girl lay masturbating.

"The next victim,"Mia thought and this was her close believe before everything went black. The last thing she saw was the daughter discombobulation as she thought that she had heard individual calling out to her.

The End