Haunted Humiliation part 2 (Patreon)

Haunted Humiliation part 2



He was left incredibly horny after being edged by the ghostly hand, but after realizing he was once again stuck in the panties, he decided not to relieve himself and instead waited until his erection subsided and got dressed. He pulled on a pair of jeans over the top of the stockings and panties and headed down to join June.

“About time.” She greeted him in one of the downstairs rooms, “Nice to see you wearing men's clothes for a change. Now can you please keep the perverted shit in your pants until we’re done with the day?” June was getting more haughty as she spoke, after seeing Jack in so many humiliating situations, the power balance between the two was very much in her favor.

“None of this is my fault, you’ll see.” Jack replied.

“Sure. I ordered us some breakfast while you were getting yourself stuck. I didn’t wait to ask you what you wanted. Eat something and meet me out back.”

Jack grumbled his way through a light breakfast and headed into the grounds at the back of the house. The garden space was huge and mostly covered by well kept grass with a path that surrounded a large fountain set in the centre.


Jack let out a loud whistle as he saw the space available at the back of the house. “Wow, market this to families with a few dogs and with all this space out back it should sell easy. Or if we frame it right, point out places where a swing set or climbing frame might go….could get parents on board. People who can afford a house like this would probably hire a live-in nanny. There’s plenty of spare rooms in the house for one…..” Jack was thinking out loud at this point, the salesman in him taking over, June had to try not to look impressed as she realized he had made some good points.

They both took a walk along a path, taking opposite sides of the fountain, Jack leaned over the side of the fountain's low wall and peered into the clear water.

“Hi sissy boy!” There she was, reflection rippling in the water behind his own. Jack looked up to make sure he was out of sight of June on the other side of the fountain and whispered quietly in response.

“Can you stop doing that?!”

“Awww what's the matter, did I scare you?” She replied in a mocking voice.

“What do you want this time?” Jack asked.

“To torment you, obviously. What else would I do with my time?”

Jack couldn't respond, as June had continued on her way around the fountain and was close to meeting up with him again.

“Who are you talking to?” June asked.

“Oh, no one. Just thinking out loud.” Jack straightened up, turning his attention away from the ghostly dominatrix in the fountain.

“June looked a little suspicious before answering. “Mhm, anyway I was thinking we need to be careful with the price on this, we can't market it to just anyone, there's only gonna be a select few buyers who..”

But Jack wasn't listening at this point, for he began to feel the ghostly hand from before, this time at his ass.

“Plus the search area will need to be much higher than usual to get- Hey! Are you listening?”

“Oh, err yeah, course.” Jack replied, but he was clearly distracted by the invisible finger that was running up and down the crack of his ass.

“Anyway, I was saying we may need to..”

“Oohhhh, SHIT!” Jack moaned out loud in a mixture of pleasure and pain and he felt the finger of the ghost woman shoot straight up his ass. Jack jumped a half a step forward and both his hands shot automatically to his ass, but of course he couldn’t feel anything with his hands, but he could definitely feel something in ass.

“What the fuck is wrong with you now?”

“Mmm-muscle spasm or something.” Jack said, trying to play it cool with a finger in his ass was proving difficult.

“Oh there'll be a muscle spasming alright. Do you like that, sissy? Do you like having your little hole filled?” The voice came from right next to his ear, but the woman remained invisible.

“A muscle spasm? Really?” June looked doubtful. “You sure you don't just have your panties a little too tight?”

“It has nothing to do with the panties!”

“Oh so you are still wearing them.” June replied with a smirk.

“Hah” The finger in Jack’s ass had started wriggling around a little, causing another reaction.

“Whatever, June. Let’s just look around a little more.”

“Sure, might wanna take care of that first. Pervert.” June gestured with her head towards Jack’s crotch, where an erection was beginning to form.

Jack started walking further down the garden before June could say anything more. Of course while he could walk away from June, there seemed to be no way to get away from the other ‘woman’ in the house.

“I knew you’d like having your ass filled, you little slut!”

“I am not a slut! And I don’t like this.”

“Your cock says otherwise, Jack.” She gave the finger another wiggle, as a second invisible hand began caressing his hardon in front, eliciting more moans from Jack.

“Could you please stop that?” Jack asked, a hint of desperation creeping into his voice.

“Oh don’t worry, I will. I don’t want you to cum in your panties…..at least not yet.” The teasing hands finally disappeared as the woman faded away. Jack and June spent a little more time examining the garden before meeting back up in the house.

—

After a few minutes of June typing her notes into a laptop, she looked towards Jack and asked a question that seemed to have been eating her for a while.

“So, Jack. How exactly did you tie yourself up like that this morning?”

“I told you, I didn’t. You may not believe me yet, but there is something weird going on in this house. None of the things you’ve seen so far have been my doing.” Jack was surprised when June didn’t immediately berate him or offer some sarcastic comment. “Why are you asking?”

“No reason. I was just doing a little research last night and found out a few things about the lady who owned this place.” June turned her laptop around to show an image of a black clad dominatrix with dark hair. Jack immediately recognized her as the woman who had been toying with him since yesterday.

“Is that her?” He asked.

“Yeah, her name was Morgan. Apparently, she ran some sort of BDSM thing out of this house a little over ten years ago. There was a website that’s been shut down but I found a few old pictures. It looked like she specialised in humiliating or degrading guys.”

“So guys came here to be humiliated by this Morgan person….on purpose?” Jack asked.

“Looks that way. It’s pretty common really, don’t tell me you’ve never heard of guys getting off on that sort of stuff.”

“No I have, I just never expected to see a place like this here. So what happened?”

“No idea. Looks like she just vanished. One day she was here, the next she was gone. No one knows why.”

“So it’s her!” Jack said. “She’s the one haunting this place. That’s why she’s obsessed with seeing me embarrassed all the time.”

“Calm Down Jacky Mac. I’m not saying I believe in ghosts all of a sudden. Anyway, if the worst thing this girl does is dress you up in panties then you can stick it out for a little longer. Besides, you seem to be enjoying it.” June pulled her laptop back and went back to work, ending the conversation and seemingly caring very little about Jack’s ongoing humiliation, but he sensed that maybe she was starting to believe him.

With June engrossed in her report of the grounds, Jack decided to take a walk in case the ghost showed up, he didn't want to risk being embarrassed in front of June again.

He decided it might be time to have a conversation with their haunted host, so he headed up to the attic, where he had first seen her in the mirror.

As Jack stood in front of the mirror, everything seemed normal, so he tried calling her by the name he had just learned.

“Morgan?” The response came quickly.

“I prefer ‘MIstress Morgan’ or ‘Lady Morgan’ on occasion.” Her figure materialized behind Jack

“What happened to you? And what do you want with me?” He asked as the figure invaded his personal space once again.

“I don’t quite know what happened to me. One minute I was sleeping in my bed, the next I was trapped beyond a mirror, forced to watch my home wither while I waited for a visitor to play with. And now I have you, Jack. A perfect little sissy for me to dress up and torment.”

“I am not a sissy! I’m not one of those perverts who used to pay you for this kind of stuff. I’m a realtor, looking to sell the house, that’s all.”

“I know, but you look so cute in panties that I think I could turn you into a perfect little sissy. And you know you enjoy it, I can tell by the little tent in your panties whenever I show up.” Morgan was now caressing his cock through the thin material of his panties again.

“You know that’s all your fault! You spend all day teasing me and of course I’m gonna be hard by the end of it.”

“Hahaha, come on, Jack. Don’t pretend you didn’t like it when I shoved my finger up your ass earlier. Oh! That reminds me, I have another surprise for you.” Morgan vanished into thin air as she seemed to suddenly remember something.

Jack wasn’t exactly confident that he would enjoy whatever surprise she had for him, so he was nervous to see one of the dusty old boxes begin to rattle as the contents seemed to come to life.

A second later, the top of a box flew open and a small black object floated up out of it.

“Is that a….a butt-plug?” Jack asked, as the black plug floated closer towards him.

Morgan’s reply echoed around the room as she herself remained invisible to the eye. “It is. And I have a feeling you’re going to love it….not that you have a choice in the matter, hahaha.”

Jack made a break for the attic hatch, not wanting to experience the plug being inserted into his ass, but before he could get close enough, the hatch slammed shut, trapping him inside.

“No! Get that fucking thing away from me!” He said, scrambling to put distance between him and the plug, which was still floating slowly towards him.

He dashed around the room, avoiding the plug, but with the hatch closed, there was nowhere for him to go. He heard the laughter of the ghostly Morgan echo around him, clearly entertained by his display.

All of a sudden, Jack felt a pressure at his waistband, followed quickly by his pants and panties being yanked down to his knees. Jack instinctively bent down to pull up his pants, which of course turned out to be a mistake.

“Haaaaah. Shit!” Jack cried out as the plug saw its opening and rocketed into place, firmly lodging itself up Jack’s asshole.

“Hahahahaha.”

“You fucking Bitch!” Jack yelled as he hopped around the room, trying to dislodge the intruder.

“That wasn’t very nice, sissy!” Morgan’s voice had turned icy cold and Jack knew his latest insult wasn’t about to go unpunished. “You know I could have made this pleasurable for you, if you’d have just let me have my fun. But now, I think I’m going to have to take that pleasure away altogether.”

“W-what do you mean?” Jack asked, still not able to see here. His answer came in the form of the dusty old box rattling a little as something else came flying out of it, something small and metallic, with a cage-like cylinder mounted to a thin ring. A chastity cage!

“No wait! I’m sorry about the-Aagh!” Jack was quickly silenced by a firm, icy cold hand gripping his testicles and squeezing harshly. “Ow, ow! Okay. I get it. I’m sorry, just please don’t put that thing on me.” But the damage had been done.

Jack was helpless to resist as the cage flew towards his still exposed midsection. A minute later, Jack's cock was sealed inside the small metal cage.

“You should have played nice and been a good sissy toy for me. Now I’m going to make sure this is the most frustrated you have ever been! To start with, I think I’ll go and visit your friend downstairs, see if she would like to hang on to these keys for a while. Hahaha.”

With that, Jack was left in silence as the keys to his freedom floated through the floor of the attic, leaving him alone and still trapped inside.


—

“Helloooo. June!” Jack was still trapped inside the attic, banging on the floor and the hatch, hoping to get June’s attention, but getting no response. He had spent the first couple of minutes trying to escape the chastity cage, but to no avail.

Eventually, after about an hour of banging on the hatch and calling for help, the hatch swung open, allowing Jack to exit the attic, with the plug still lodged in place. He had tried to remove it of course, but just like the underwear he had been forced into, it was stuck until Morgan allowed it.

Jack exited the attic and called for June once more, hearing a muffled shout in response. ‘That sounded like it was coming from June’s room.’ He thought, heading over to investigate. Jack’s eyes widened in shock at the sight that greeted him.

June was completely naked, that was the first thing he noticed. The second thing was the fact that she was gagged and had a pair of handcuffs binding her wrists to the headboard. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw Jack appear in the doorway. She ‘mmf’d’ in his direction, but he couldn’t understand her with the gag in place.

“June? What the hell happened here?” He asked, knowing she couldn’t respond. As Jack stepped into the room he saw a flash of movement on either side of him, and before he could react, his hands were stuffed inside a pair of thickly padded bondage mitts, rendering them useless.

“Hey! Morgan? Is this you? Show yourself!” He demanded, holding up his padded hands but not seeing a way out.

“Hahahaha, about time you joined us, Jack. Poor June here has been going crazy waiting for you. Isn’t that right June?” Morgan materialized on the bed, right next to June, one of her hands was lightly stroking and tweaking her nipples as June writhed on the bed. Jack could hear her moaning behind her gag, it looked like she had been the victim of a rather cruel tease.

“What the hell have you done to her?”

“Oh relax, Jack. She’s fine. A little desperate perhaps, but fine.”

“Okay, you’ve had your fun, now let her go.” Jack demanded, although secretly he was happy that June would finally believe him about the weird goings on in the house.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that. But you can. The keys you need to free your little friend are currently inside a small, vibrating egg. Can you guess where it is?”

Jack’s eyes were drawn to June’s sex as he could see a subtle movement in her hips, clearly she was still being teased by the vibrating egg.

“You can’t be serious.” Jack said, as he realized the implication of Morgan’s plan. With his hands in the mittens, there was only one thing he could do to remove that egg from June’s pussy. “This is not happening!”

“Oh but I think it will, just look at her, sissy. How much longer do you think she will last? You can’t just leave her here, locked in a never ending cycle of tease and denial…that would be cruel.” Morgan said, mockingly. But Jack knew she was right, if Morgan wasn’t going to free her, Jack would have to do something.

“He walked carefully closer to the bound June, he could see small beads of sweat forming on different parts of her body as she endured what had to be an intense teasing…Just how long had she been trapped here?

He slowly moved onto the bed in between June’s legs, pausing to see if she offered any resistance at all, their eyes met and Jack saw June give a small, desperate nod. She needed him to do this.

Jack felt the chastity cage tighten as he got closer to June’s sex. He could see a small, silver, beaded chain with just a single bead hanging between June’s lower lips. He couldn’t quite grab it with his teeth, not without accidentally biting down on the tender flesh of June’s pussy.

He moved his head in close and stuck out his tongue, aiming to lift the chain away from her lips enough so that he could bite down enough to pull it free. The moment Jack’s tongue pushed it’s way between into June, her hips twitched and she let out a moan behind her gag.

“Mmmmf.” The motion caused June to accidentally pull the chain away from Jack’s mouth, forcing him to try again.

“You’re gonna need to hold still.” He said, diving in and probing with his tongue again.

Jack was struggling to get a grip of the chain, no doubt by design, as either the small length that was available to him was too slippery to get any sort of traction, or June would twitch and writhe, pulling it out of his reach.

Eventually, he managed to lift the chain away from June’s labia with his tongue, and clamp down with his teeth.

He slowly pulled the vibrating egg free, watching as it slid out of June, covered and glistening in her arousal.


“Mmmmmmmf!” June let out a moan as the egg slipped free, a moan that sounded like disappointment and frustration.

With Jack’s hands being useless thanks to the mittens, he had to lift the egg, dangling from it’s chain, up to June’s cuffed hands.

As soon as June grabbed the egg, she twisted it until it popped open and the key to her handcuffs fell into her waiting palm. A few seconds later, a desperate June had removed the cuffs from her wrists and unbuckled her gag.

As soon as her hands were free, she grabbed Jack by his shirt and spoke. “Finish me, Jack! Fuck me if you have to but please. I need to cum. Something has been teasing me for so long, please. Fuck me.” June was actually begging for Jack to fuck her.

Jack looked at the ghostly Morgan, who was hovering at the opposite side of the bed with a calculated smile on her face. He would have loved nothing more than to oblige June’s request right there, unfortunately that wasn’t an option to him, not with the cage around his cock anyway.

“Jack?” June was staring intently, waiting for Jack to spring into action, desperate to get off. Jack decided to help out the only way he could. With his cock and hands both locked away, he slid back down between June’s legs and went back to work with his tongue.

“I told you it could have been fun for you, Jack. But you had to keep defying me.” Morgan began talking into Jack’s ear as he licked away at June, he could tell this wasn’t going to take long….

“You had to insult me. And now look at you, I served up your hot friend on a platter, left her begging to get fucked and what do you do? You crawl between her legs and lick her like a good, submissive little sissy instead of fucking her like a man.”

“Ooohhh, Fuck! Yes…Jack…Ahhhh, I’m…” June moaned loudly as she came hard on Jack’s eager tongue, pushing his own desperation to new heights as his cock pressed hard against the bars of his cage.


“Ohh.Thank god.” June moaned in relief as she came down from her orgasm. “That was great Jack, seriously. Although I’m a little surprised.”

Jack wiped his face and straightened up, answering June. “Surprised about what?”

“Well I basically begged you to fuck me and instead you decide to go down on me. Not that I’m complaining, I just thought ‘Jackie Mac’ would have jumped at the chance to, you know.”

“Yeah, well. I would have, if not for the fact that there’s a cage on my dick right now.” Jack admitted.

“Oh! Really? Haha well that’s too bad for you. You missed your chance, big guy.” June said, hopping off the bed and grabbing her clothes from the floor, some of her previous haughtiness returning.

“Yeah, yeah, poor me. But at least now you have to believe me about the panties and everything though, right? Did you see her? Morgan I mean.”

“No I didn’t see her, when I walked in here the cuffs were just kind floating there in mid air. The next thing I knew some invisible thing had pulled off my clothes and cuffed me to the bed. I’ve been lying there being edged and teased for almost an hour. So yes. I believe that there is definitely something weird going on here, and the sooner we can get finished and get out, the better.”

—


June and Jack spent as much time as they could in the same room as each other for the rest of the day, believing they were safe in each other's company. But Morgan was still there, staying out of sight, watching them, just waiting for her next chance to strike….


End.