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The Haunted House - Chapter 4

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Chapter 4 - Midnight Shower

Jennifer woke just after dawn, lying naked on the basement floor, her body covered in dried demon cum. She crawled out from under the stairs and made her way up to the bathroom, where she soaked the night's soil from her body in the bath tub. Then she climbed into bed, exhausted. Her dreams were erotic, with images of her naked body squirming among large lizards, their smooth scales rubbing her skin, pressing between her legs.

It was early afternoon when she woke, ravenous with hunger and full of dread. She dressed with the idea that she would be able to get out of the house today. So she kept her wardrobe practical, with white underwear, a white blouse, blue jeans, and hiking boots. Then Jennifer went about the house, and tried all the doors and windows on the main floor. She was unable to open any of them. Lacking any other solutions, she went to the kitchen and made breakfast.

After eating breakfast, Jennifer sat down to take another look at the diary left to her by Samantha Lee. Surely there would be some clue that might let her escape this cursed house, and it's midnight carnal sacrifices. How will I survive, if I can't leave this house? She wondered with despair as she opened the diary. To her surprise, there was a second entry that she had somehow missed the day before.

I am sorry Jennifer, but the spell prevents me from telling you too much at once. They fear you might be able to use the knowledge to escape. The best I have managed is to create a spell of my own, that hides the entries in my diary from them. A new entry will appear each day, when the sun is highest in the sky. I hope that I may give you enough information to help you escape.

They keep me prisoner in this house, but even they realize I cannot live without food or other human company to keep me sane. To that end, they allow me to go into town, but only after performing a ritual that ensures I will return to them every night. Go to the statue in the garden, and it will tell you what to do.

Tonight, beware of the bathroom. They will wait for you there.

Jennifer felt a cold shiver when she finished reading. She had to get out of this house, even if only for a few hours to keep her sanity. With a trembling hand, she closed the diary and left it on the kitchen table. At least it would provide more information each day at noon. Standing up, Jennifer put her dishes in the sink and walked to the back door. Samantha said that I would be able to go into the garden and get some information from the horse statue. She placed her hand on the door handle, and turned. The back door opened easily.

Seeing the garden in the backyard felt joyous, and filled Jennifer with hope. I will escape, she thought. I just need to follow Samantha's instructions and she'll help me get away. She stepped halfway out of the door, wary of it closing and trapping her inside or outside. Jennifer picked up a fist-sized rock that was within reach and placed it just inside. Testing the doorstop, she felt assured that the rock would prevent the door from closing. Then she followed the path to the clearing with the statue of the erect horse.

Nothing prevented her from reaching the clearing, and it seemed as if everything was normal. There was the stone statue of the horse, standing as it should, unmoving.

She stepped closer, assuring herself, "Samantha said I would get instructions from the statue."

As Jennifer stepped around the statue, looking for writing, she heard a voice in her head.

"My dear..."

It was the same voice of the horse from the other night, but more faint. Maybe the daylight weakened their powers? She thought.

"Yes, my dear. Our powers diminish by day, but remain strong enough to prevent you from leaving the house without our permission."

Jennifer spoke to the horse statue's head, "Samantha Lee said that I could leave the house if I performed a ritual?"

The horse statue chuckled maliciously. "Yes, my dear." The voice continued in a more serious tone, "The ritual is simple. You need only visit me in your nudity and provide oral attention to my erection. After my ejaculation, apply my discharge to your panties. Then hang your undergarment on my erection. This ritual will bind us together in a daily pact, permitting you to visit the town and compelling your return. You will not be able to ask anyone for help, and you must return before the sun sets, or there will be a price to pay."

"Bind us together? What if I give you the blowjob and don't put my panties on your thing?"

The horse seemed somewhat surprised by Jennifer's stubbornness. "Then, my dear, the binding would be incomplete. I will be sated for the day, but you would not have permission to visit the town."

"Okay, the ritual has specific steps. Fine. What if I don't come back?" Jennifer was suddenly reminded that her father said she would make a good lawyer.

"My dear, you are already bound to the house. Each day away from the house, a hunger would grow inside you, to the point of pain. You would be compelled to return. You would eventually find your way back, or be locked away in a mental institution."

Jennifer wondered how Samantha escaped. "You said there's a price to pay if I came back after sunset?"

"Yes, my dear. Regardless of when you return, and after your midnight activities, you will visit me, and I will take you for a ride through the town. Were you late in returning, the ride will include a stop in the town square and I will mount you so that all might see."

Jennifer stepped back in shock. To win even temporary freedom, she was going to have to give the horse a blowjob and play Lady Godiva again? How many times had Samantha performed this ritual to gain freedom for a day? How many times would I do it? Jennifer turned and stepped to the edge of the clearing. She looked at the house and calculated how long she could go without food or human contact.

The need to get away from the house was so overwhelming that she found her fingers unlacing her boots before she even realized it. Jennifer stepped out of her hiking boots and added her socks on top of them. Barefoot now, she turned to glare angrily at the horse statue, knowing that somehow it was watching her.

A blowjob and a naked ride, for a day of freedom, she thought as she unbuttoned and slipped off the white blouse. Adding her blouse to the pile, she he reached behind her back and unsnapped the bra and pulled it from her shoulders. Then she unbuttoned her jeans and removed them along with her panties. Adding her pants to the pile, she kept her panties in hand.

Jennifer's large breasts swayed as she stepped forward. The horse statue did watch her undress, and was pleased by her exhibition and conceding defeat. Now in the nude, she approached, seeking to win freedom for a day.

"Yes, my dear. Approach and perform the ritual."

Jennifer steeled herself and resolved to do this for a day's freedom. She dropped her panties beneath the statue, and with one hand pressed against it's stone belly she slipped under. Crouching on her knees, she raised her lips to the statue's erection and took the flat head into her mouth. She expected to taste stone, but the cock was very much warm and alive, and moved in her mouth. Where her hand pressed against it's belly, she still felt cool stone.

"Yes, my dear. During the day, I cannot fully activate this body, but I can make the most important part flesh and blood," the voice answering her unspoken question.

Her free hand explored the cock, feeling it's fleshy warmth along the shaft, and the furry sheath and the dangling scrotum. Beyond that was cool stone, unmoving. Resigned to achieve freedom for the day, Jennifer eased her mouth over the horse cock, inch by inch, until it touched her throat. Her hand cupped the warm, furry scrotum, feeling the size and weight of it's testicles in her palm. Her other hand moved from the stone underbelly and wrapped around the shaft, holding it steady as she began to move her head back and forth on it.

"Mmmm, my dear. You are so good at sucking my cock."

Each time she pulled the cock from her mouth, she closed her lips around the slit, kissing the head the same way she pleasured previous boyfriends. Then she opened her lips and took the saliva-coated cock into her mouth again. Jennifer's tongue couched the underside of the pulsing shaft, and her lips formed a tight seal as she took as much into her mouth that she could.

“Ahhhhhhh, my dear. We need to do this more often."

Jennifer tried to ignore the voice and concentrate on winning her freedom. After a few more minutes of kissing, and licking, and sucking, she was rewarded with a twitch of the cock and a surge of hot cum gushed into her mouth. With the cock deep in her mouth, she swallowed the first amount. As she pulled back, the wet shaft continued spewing another mouthful of cum over her tongue before it was out of her mouth. She closed her lips to hold the mouthful that she would use for the ritual. The swollen head continued to spurt cum that splattered on Jennifer's chin and dribbled onto her breasts.

The flow stopped, and Jennifer felt the cock and scrotum stiffen in her grasp and suddenly turn to stone. She picked up her panties and wiped the cum from her tits and chin. Then she opened her panties and released the mouthful of cum into the crotch. The pearlescent sperm created a puddle that darkened the fabric with wetness. She closed and hung her panties over the hard member, leaving the cum-filled crotch dangling like a trophy. Jennifer crawled out from under the stone horse statue, which was still and silent again.

The price of freedom, she thought as she swallowed the residue in her mouth and wiped her lips with a finger. The horse statue remained silent as Jennifer put her clothes back on, without her panties. She walked back to the house, along the grass path, but did not feel any different. That ritual better work, or I'll take a hammer to that statue!

Jennifer entered the back door and removed the rock. She closed the back door, counted to ten, and then tried opening it again. The back door opened normally. She hurried to the front door and tried to open it. The front door swung open as if it was never stuck. She left the front door open and fetched her keys and purse.


Soon, she was in her car and heading for town. Halfway there she remembered that she had not replaced the panties she had left in the garden, but there was no way she was going to go back for another pair.

Once in town, Jennifer picked up groceries at the general store and contemplated driving out of town as fast as she could. But when she thought about leaving, she felt a strong need to return to the house. It was like the uncertainty of whether she turned the stove off, or left water running in the tub. The need to return to the house seemed to grow stronger the longer she was away, and the further she went from the house. The spell seemed to be very real and the need to return became fearful and emotional. I have to get home!

As Jennifer was loading her car with groceries that would last a week, the old librarian appeared.

"Hello, my dear," she crowed. "It is nice to see you out and about during the day."

Jennifer was concerned at the librarian's choice of words. Was the woman implying she knew something more about her nocturnal ride in the nude? Thank you, I think," was the best she could come up with as a reply.

"I heard some of the high school boys betting that Lady Godiva will ride again. They plan to capture her ride on video camera. Don't you think that would be exciting?"

"Very," was all Jennifer could manage. "It was nice to see you, but I need to get going," and she scrambled into her car and drove away quickly.

Recording me with a video camera? She was bound to the horse statue and would go for a naked ride through town tonight! What am I going to do? I'll be caught on camera, and everyone would know that it's me, playing Lady Godiva. How could I show my face in town after that? She could imagine the stares and the comments. They would think her as perverted or crazy as Samantha Lee. She could not even ask for help without paying the price.

"There is no way I'm going to pay that price," she announced to herself, and drove home well before sunset.


Back at the house, Jennifer grabbed all of her groceries and hurried inside. She was almost glad to hear the door close behind her.

As she put the groceries way, she remembered that Samantha Lee had warned her not to go into the bathroom tonight. But if past experience was any guide, that would prove impossible to avoid. The horse statue certainly seemed confident of that, because he said the ride was 'after her midnight activities'. Thinking of the horse made her remember her panties.

Jennifer found she was able to open the back door, and propped it open with the rock, and ran into the garden. The horse remained silent and stone, with her panties hanging underneath. Even though it said nothing, she felt that it was watching her and smiling.

She crouched underneath the statue and reached for her panties hanging on the stone erection. She cupped her palm underneath the crotch, feeling the fabric was wet with cold sperm. That confirmed that she did perform the ritual, and this was not a dream. She stared at the panties hanging on the end of the stone cock. Are my panties stuck here until after the ride? She slipped her panties off the stone erection without resistance.

She walked back to the house, holding the wet panties to the side so that she would not get any of the horse statue semen on her clothes. The back door remained open, and she closed it behind her after pushing the stone inside. She counted to ten and tried the door. The back door opened normally. There was some comfort, knowing that at least the back door will open, and she can go into the garden. Discomfort followed, knowing that she was bound to the horse statue and would have a ride tonight.

After supper and a failed attempt to concentrate on a novel, Jennifer made her way upstairs to the bedroom. As she undressed for bed, she realized she had not replaced her torn nightgown yet, and would be sleeping in the nude again. It was something she had never done before in her life. Naked, she shivered slightly at the cooler temperature of the evening air and slid under the blankets. Tonight, I'll resist whatever they try to do, she told herself, but I have to take a Lady Godiva ride on the horse... Within minutes, she was asleep.


As Jennifer had expected, she was awakened by the clock chimes at midnight. After the clock chimes silenced, it took a minutes to place a strange sound. No creaking tonight, but instead it sounded like the shower was running in the bathroom. What a surprise, she thought to herself, and climbed out of bed. She stood naked in the moonlight that streamed in through the window. No thunder and lightning tonight?

With Samantha Lee's warning, she did not want to go into the bathroom after midnight. But she could not leave the water running all night, so there didn’t seem to be much choice but to go turn it off. She started to put on her robe, and then stopped. For some unknown reason, the busty blonde dropped the robe on the floor, and walked down the hall naked. Moonlight and shadows projecting through the windows played across her bare skin in patterns of light and dark.

As she approached the bathroom, she could see a sliver of light coming from under the door. Cautiously, she reached out and gently put her fingers around the door handle. It felt normal, and turned easily.

She slowly opened the bathroom door a crack, then wider, slowly as she peeked inside. There was no one in sight, and the door was fully open now. Jennifer had been holding her breath, and exhaled a sigh of relief. Still wary, She silently tip-toed inside. The shower was running, and the shower curtain was closed.

Jennifer silently reached up to touch the shower curtain, and peeled it back a little to peer inside. Nothing. She pulled the shower curtain open, intending to turn off the water. When she reached her arm in, the warm water felt so nice on her cool skin. Instead of turning it off, she lifted one leg and put her foot into the shower.

Confused, she stopped, straddling the tub with one leg outside and one leg inside the shower, and tried to think clearly. There was something she needed to remember about the bathroom. She thought she should not linger, but the warm water felt so soothing. A quick wash and I'm out, she assured herself. There was a second more of hesitation and then she gave in, stepping under the warm caress of the water.

Jennifer put her face into the warm water with her eyes closed, enjoying the feeling, like a wet blanket. Lost in her reverie, Jennifer's hand grasped the bar of soap, and wetting it, began to rub a soapy lather on her face. Her eyes were still closed, and she did not see the shower curtain open, as if someone was stepping in. The shower curtain closed, and then opened at the other end, as if someone was stepping in at the end. The shower curtain closed as Jennifer ducked under the stream of warm water and rinsed the soap from face.

She was in the middle of soaping up her large breasts when she suddenly felt hands, yes hands... cupping her ass.

"Ahhh!" She gave a shriek.

Jennifer turned around in the shower but could see nothing. Nothing at all. Jennifer turned back to face the cascading water. A moment later, she felt something hard press against her ass.

"What the hell!"

She spun around again, and when she looked, there was nothing to be seen. I am going crazy, she thought. There was nothing in here, and it must have been the shower curtain blowing, she told herself. I left the bathroom door open, and that's why there is a gust. She had almost convinced herself that it was nothing, when she heard a giggle. It was a feminine giggle, and it was in the shower with her.

"Who's there?" Jennifer asked, looking around for the source of the giggle.

There was no reply, except the sound of the running water. Then she felt a pair of hands press against her large boobs, holding them, and beginning to stroke them gently. Jennifer could see nothing, but she sure could feel those hands on her tits, and they felt pretty good. She lowered her arms and stood there in a trance for a minute as she enjoyed the sensation of invisible hands and fingers stroking her breasts and rubbing her nipples to stiffness.

Then she felt that hard thing against her ass again. Without looking, she reached back with one hand, and found herself holding what surely felt like a semi-erect cock. She turned her shoulders to glance back and saw that her hand was empty, even though the could feel a dick in her palm. Curious, she pulled her hand forward, stroking the invisible cock until she could feel the swollen head in her palm. 

"Mmm," a soft moan came from behind her, followed by a masculine whisper, "That feels good, my dear."

Jennifer had a bit of pride at rousing a penis, and stroked her hand down the fully erect length, then back to the tip again. She felt a little sticky fluid in her palm and paused. She was compelled to taste it.

She pulled her hand away, closing her fist to protect the treat from the running water. She held her hand up and uncurled her fingers before sticking the tip of her tongue out to test the smear in her palm. Her tongue retreated back into her mouth and she savored the taste. It was salty and pungent in the best way. Jennifer pressed her mouth against her open palm and sucked the rest of the sticky slime from her palm.

"Mmm," she moaned to herself.

All the while, the pair of hands clutching her breasts continued to squeeze and stroke and rub. Jennifer felt certain that there were two of them in the shower with her, and felt herself getting excited at their touch. She spread her feet a little and pushed her hips back to see if there was someone there. She was rewarded when the invisible length of stiff cock nestled between her ass cheeks. She couldn't tell if it was pointed up or pointed down.

The masculine whisper behind her asked, "Do you want me to fuck you, my dear?"

"Yes," she moaned. Her quick response surprised her. She really did want to get fucked, right now. She could only manage a whisper to ask, "Who are you?"

The hands on her breasts gently pinched and pulled her stiff nipples. And now she felt invisible hands on her ass cheeks, spreading them. The invisible cock, which was pointing down, slid underneath, into the gap between her thighs. The invisible stiff cock rubbed along her slit, parting her fleshy pussy lips.

The masculine voice behind her answered, "We are water elementals," said the voice behind her. "I am Hlox, and my sister is Hlar."

Sister? I have never done it with another woman, Jennifer reminded herself. Before her concerns could go any further, she felt a body press against her. It was a very female body, with invisible boobs that pressed against her own. Then invisible lips pressed to her lips, and she found herself kissing the female water elemental. Hlar's tongue demanded entrance, and to her own surprise, Jennifer opened her mouth and let the sinuous tongue between her lips.

At that instant she felt Hlox move behind her, and his cock head settled at her pussy entrance. Then he thrust up, slowly sliding the length of the invisible cock into her. She knew the water elemental's cock was fully inside her when she felt his body against her ass cheeks. His invisible hands gripped her hips tightly.

Then Hlox began to fuck Jennifer from behind, with a steady pace. Impaled on an invisible water elemental cock, she was lifted into her toes when Hlox thrust up into her. And fell back onto her heels when Hlox pulled partially out.

Jennifer moved up and down, pressed against Hlar's body, their wet breasts rubbing together with the motion. After a minute, Hlar pulled away, and her mouth trailed down Jennifer's chin, neck, and to her chest.

Without Hlar's body to lean against, Jennifer reached out and braced her arms against the wall in front of her. She continued rising on her toes and then falling to her heels as Hlox fucked her with a steady cadence. She looked down between her arms to see her large breasts wobble, and then one pressed inward as she felt Hlar's mouth suckling on her tits and rock hard nipples.

Then the elemental sister's mouth continued kissing, down to Jennifer's belly, and pubic mound, and lower still, slipping to her sex.

"Ohhhhh!" Jennifer gasped.

The invisible tongue moved against her pussy and the cock inside that continued to move in and out. Then Hlar kissed and licked at the swelling clitoris, making Jennifer shudder in delight. Warm water continued spraying on Jennifer, flowing down her body, mingling now with the juices flowing from her pussy.

"Don't stop... so close..." Jennifer moaned loudly.

Hlar sucked and kissed and licked at her clit, with the tongue of an expert. Jennifer was again brought to the brink of orgasm, but hung there for what seemed an eternity, just short of release. The water elemental lifted her mouth from Jennifer's pussy and delivered an ultimatum.

"You can cum, my dear. After you lick my pussy," murmured Hlar.

"Yes... yes... anything!" Jennifer was compelled to agree. 

She heard both of the water elementals laugh with excitement. Hlox stopped fucking her, and Jennifer stood on her heels again. His invisible cock slipped out of her pussy. Then his invisible hands left her hips and rested on her shoulders. Jennifer took a deep breath as Hlox pushed her down.

Jennifer crouched and then knelt in the shower, seating her ass on her heels. The warm water continued falling and splattering Jennifer's large breasts, before cascading down like a pair of waterfalls. Jennifer felt Hlox continue to hold her shoulders.

Then she felt Hlar's invisible hands on the sides of her head, pulling her forward. Incredibly, she did not go forward very far, before her lips stopped in midair, pressed against Hlar's invisible pussy. Jennifer felt her face pressed tight against the other woman, and her tongue stabbed out, for the first taste of pussy juices that weren't her own.

Does this makes me a lesbian now? Jennifer wondered as she began to lick and kiss at the invisible pussy in front of her. It was salty and spicy and she enjoyed the taste. When her nose found the invisible clit, Jennifer lifted her mouth and closed her lips around the stiff nub and sucked hard, treating the water elemental to her own trick.

"Ooooo!" Hlar let out a moan of pure ecstasy, and pulled Jennifer’s mouth tighter against her. "Yes, my dear... lick my pussy..."

Jennifer was happy to do so, knowing that she would be rewarded with her own orgasm. As she kept licking, she felt Hlox move his hands from her shoulders and pull at her hips. Jennifer wrapped her arms around Hlar's invisible legs, clinging to the female water elemental for support. Then she shuffled backward on her knees until her thighs were vertical. Jennifer arched her back and spread her knees, presenting her upturned ass for the water elemental.

Hlox wasted no time, and pressed his cock into her from behind. His invisible hands held her hips and he began to fuck her again. Jennifer's big breasts hung beneath her, swaying with the thrusts from Hlox. She continued sucking at Hlar's pussy, trying to drive her tongue as deeply as she could.

The lovemaking in the shower seemed to go on forever, even if it was only an hour. Jennifer felt Hlar’s thighs stiffen in front of her.

Hlar cried out, "Ohhhh Jennifer... my dear... my dear..."

The female water elemental had a shuddering climax, that splashed female juices all over Jennifer's mouth and chin. Not a second later, Hlox stiffened behind her, and Jennifer felt a gush of liquid in her pussy.

Hlox grunted, "Ohhhh Jennifer... my dear... my dear..."

Suddenly, Jennifer felt her own release explode throughout her entire body. She climaxed with an intensity she had never felt before.

Jennifer knelt on the floor of the shower, panting for a few minutes after she felt Hlar and Hlox leave, as silently has they had arrived. When she felt she could stand, she stepped out of the shower, and turned it off. As she dried herself with a towel, she thought that the water elementals had not been so bad. She actually... enjoyed this tryst.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a horse neighing, and her blood ran cold. The horse! She was obligated to do another naked Lady Godiva ride through the town. A shiver of dread ran though her, but she knew she had to do this.

She dropped the towel on the sink, and couldn't stop herself from walking. She slowly descended the stairs, and went out the back door. She walked on the grassy path stark naked, with her blonde hair still wet. When she entered the clearing, she was stopped, and stared at the horse statue that was no longer stone.

"My dear Jennifer, you look so lovely, naked in the moonlight," the horse's gravelly voice entered her mind. "Time for a ride, to see what we can see, and see who can see you!"

Jennifer shivered again, but knew she had no choice. She climbed onto the muscular horse and held it's mane. The horse, turned and trotted around the house, and then thundered off towards town.

The horse took her straight up Palmerville's Main Street. The clear sky let the moonlight illuminate horse and rider, revealing Jennifer's naked white body clearly. Suddenly there were shouts, and Jennifer looked to her left to see four teenage boys standing in front of a van. They gaped at her nude form, and she found herself waving to them and smiling. One of the boys had a video camera, and he was recording every inch of her naked body. She saw the other boys grabbing the bulges in their pants.

Jennifer heard the horse in her mind, teasing, "Perhaps my dear, I will let them fuck you one night".

She gasped and clenched her hands on the mane.

The horse laughed in her mind, "But not tonight, my dear... not tonight..."

The horse sprang away again and raced through the streets of the town. There were several more cries, as people saw her. Jennifer thought she saw the old librarian standing on one street corner, with a smirk on her face, as they raced past.

Eventually, the horse took Jennifer back to the house and into the garden, stopping in the clearing. Jennifer quickly slid off and watched the horse walk to it's spot in the middle of the clearing and assume it's normal pose. She saw the erection grow underneath, and then the horse quickly transformed into stone.

Suddenly feeling horribly exposed in her nakedness, Jennifer hurried down the grass path and quickly slipped inside the back door of the house. She rushed up the stairs and back to the safety of her bed.

Continued in Chapter 5


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Deanna Troi

Big Star Trek fan, especially of Counsellor Deanna Troi doing naughty things.

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