Used by a ghost

When I returned to College, I used to lay in bed longer than my boyfriend. He left to work early and l stayed alone and naked under the sheets.

But as soon as he closed the door, I was able to feel a stranger get in the bed with me. A spirit, very old and pervert... His frozen body covers mine and it was impossible for me to move. I tried to scream but no sound came out of my mouth. I was trapped in my sleep like a prey in a dark cage. His dead dick was digging his way inside my warm flesh and banged my pussy with anger. He wanted me to pass away. To join him in eternity. My sex was throbbing with evil pleasure. Those violent encounters was long, sometimes between twenty or thirty minutes of continuous rough play. Each time, when I finally woke up, my sheets was all soaked.

Those recurrent rapes stopped only when we left the house, two years later.

Have you ever experienced something like this?