A Haunting 3 Consumed

Author: leathergearboy
Title: A Haunting: 3. Consumed
Date: 03 July 2014

About 3pm I get a call at work from the security company. They tell me that the motion sensors in the hallway were set off again. They dispatched a security guard to my house and he was waiting for me. I explained to the rep that the basement door sometimes opens itself up and that may have been the cause. I then mentioned I was at work and asked her to deactivate it for the time being until I can get the door fixed and to dismiss the guard. She informed me as part of their policy the security guard was not allowed to leave until everything was checked. "Fuck!"

I explained to my boss what was going and left early. When I get home the security guard is waiting on my front porch for me. I tell him the problem and mention he really doesn't need to be there.

"Well just to be sure, I do need to look around." He said.

"That's fine." I unlock the door and let him in. Sure enough the basement door was wide open again. Pointing at it... "See what I mean?" I then mumble, "Fucking door."

He shuts the door a couple of times and shows me that it does in fact latch. "Looks fine."

"I know!" I say, "but it keeps opening up all by itself?"

All he says is, "Hmmm." before continuing through the rest of the house checking all the doors and windows.

Checking the basement last, he notices the collapsing wall... "That looks pretty bad!"

Looking at it, I see that even more bricks have fallen out. "Damn! It just keeps getting worse."

He takes a closer look... "Maybe it's causing the house to shift, which might explain the door opening up?"

"Maybe" I say.

We head up from the basement and into the hall... “Well, there doesn’t seem to be anyway in, but I should probably check outside before I go.” He insists.

“Sure. Better safe than sorry.” I say. I close the basement door and we head out the front and walk around the outside of the house looking for any possible openings where someone might fit through. Nothing. We walk back up on the porch and approach the front door, we both notice the basement door is open again and still slowly moving. We kind of give each other a WTF? look before I say, “See what I’m saying?”

He laughs a little, “Yeah.” He walks into the hall and closes the door and pushes and pulls on it a few times to see if it would open. It doesn’t. “Well. Maybe you should just leave the hall motion sensor off until you can figure out what the problem is here.”

I say to him, “Yeah. Sounds like the best thing to do.” while thinking to myself, “Great! Now I won’t know when that damned rubber man shows back up!”

I walk him to the door and out onto the porch where he hands me his card and tells me to give him a call if anything else happens. I walk back in the house and close the front door. When I turn around - that damned basement door is opened again. “What the fuck!?” I yell in frustration. I walk up to the door and slam it shut. My anger immediately turns to fear when I see the rubber man standing in the hallway - he was hiding behind the open door. He advances on me and I turn to run, but he's much faster and stronger than I am. He grabs me from behind and wraps an arm around my neck. I start yelling and screaming. I hear an unsnapping noise and then he covers my mouth with his hand, except it's not just his hand, something slides into my mouth. He holds it in as it starts to grow and fill my mouth. He removes his hand and the gag stays in place. He drops me to the ground and I frantically try to pull it out, but it has seated itself in and won't budge. I look up at him and see that the snap-on cover that was over his mouth is gone. But where there should be lips, there's nothing, like it's completely empty?

"What the hell?" I think to myself.

He's then quickly on top of me and has me pinned down. He removes my belt and flips me over and gets my arms strapped behind my back. He rips my shirt off, then pulls my pants and underwear off leaving me completely naked. I then feel him grab my ankles and lift up my feet. I turn my head and look back to see what he's doing and to my horror I watch as the mouth opening stretches wider and wider and then he moves forward and inserts my feet into the opening, then clamps down.

Now I'm really terrified. I start screaming and thrashing around, but it doesn't do any good. I can feel him slowly engulfing my body. I look back down and see that he's up passed my knees. I continue to struggle and eventually get my arms free of my belt, but he quickly grabs my wrists and holds them at my sides. It's not much longer before he's up to my hips and has my hands trapped in his (its?) neck. As it continues up my torso I can feel my hands enter its sleeves and the my feet sliding down each leg. I try kick and thrash about, but it still has me held tightly in its grip. I scream and start crying as the mouth engulfs my shoulders and approaches my neck. I watch in horror as the mouth opening stretches even wider and completely engulfs my head in one huge "swallow". When the mouth of the suit retracts to its normal size it meets up perfectly with the four shiny snaps of the gag and fastens them back together completely sealing me in.

I just laid there in complete shock, wondering just what the hell was going on? After a few moments I found that I could move my legs, then my arms. I immediately bring my hands to my mouth to remove the gag, but the snaps won’t budge. I pull at the rubber everywhere; hands, head, chest, but it won’t give at all like it’s affixed itself to my skin. I look over my rubber encased body for any seams that might be a way out. I then notice that my crotch is nothing more than a smooth bulge. I run my hand over it - it’s hard, almost like a sports cup covering my dick and balls. My bewilderment is short lived as a loud crashing noise bellows up from the basement. I turn to look at the basement door. A moment later, another, smaller crash. A little more than afraid, I just sit there, straining to hear anything else.

Then… there’s a slight twitch at my crotch. I ignore it at first, but there’s another. I turn and stare at the bulge. The twitching turns into a pulsing sensation as if I was being groped. Then what felt like someone sliding their hand over my cock and balls. I continue to stare, but don’t see any movement. Whatever is happening, it is all hidden underneath. Then a tightness around the base of my dick and slight tugging of my balls. Even in my current terrified state, my dick responds to the manipulations and begins to get hard. My sack is pulled a little tighter and I start to feel a very slight tickle on the head of my dick. As I get harder, the rubber begins to slowly stroke my shaft, all the way down, and all the way back up. I continue to stare at my crotch, but still, with all that’s going on, there is no movement whatsoever. I rub and squeeze the bulge, but there’s no feeling, nothing.

“Fuck!” I moan. I decide to get up, but as I go to lift my ass off the floor, I can feel my ball sac being pulled down. The more I lift the harder its pulled down and I have no choice but to sit back down. I try again… the same thing. “What?” Confused, instead of getting up, I try to slide backwards a bit, then forwards, then side to side. Same thing. It’s as if my balls are tied tightly to the floor beneath me. Like I’ve been anchored to this spot and have no choice to remain laying here.

The rubber continues to work my cock and balls... The horror of my situation slowly, but eventually fades away as I'm manipulated into an extremely horny state. The stroking is slow enough that I can't get off and it seems to sense when I'm close because it slows down further and sometimes even stops just when I think about to cum. I rub, squeeze and pound my crotch in desparation to get myself off, but it has no affect, the cup completely shields all outside stimulation. I want to be able to roll over and try grinding into the floor for relief, but I can't. I've never felt so frustrated in my life.

I look at the front window, it's dark now. "How long has this been going?" My need to cum has gone from intense pleasure to pain. I feel like I'm going insane. Pounding on my crotch and crying, I just want it to end. I'd do anything.

I open my eyes... the boy is standing over me. "Am I dreaming again?" He's looking down at me and then smiles, my dick throbs in its prison. I reach over and grab his ankle. He kneels down and rubs the side of my head. His eyes are sympathetic. He unsnaps of the gag and pulls it out of my mouth...

"Puhhhhhleeeeeaaaase!" I cry. "Make it stop!" I reach up and grab his arm. "I'll do anything. Just make it stop." I start sobbing. He leans in closer and pushes his lips against mine. I frantically thrust my tongue into his mouth damn near raping it. I feel his hand on my chest, sliding down towards my crotch. I start moaning and crying and trying my best to rock my hips. It continues, over my stomach and as it slides over my crotch, I feel his fingers on my dick, then his hand covers my entire crotch. He has me right on the edge. I stop breathing. The pain goes away. I fall into a completely euphoric state. All it takes is for him to twitch his hand and I shoot. I've cum before, many times and this doesn't feel like I'm cumming. It feels more like my entire being being drained from my body.

I pass out.