Used in the Haunted Manor

Tess O'Meter -- Green.

Non regular readers, don't worry you can still have fun. All the background you need is right here in the next three lines.

Regular readers, cast your minds back to BDSM Manor Ch 15. When the gang were snowed in to the manor and had a spooky encounter with Leslie and Sadie's many times great uncle, William.

Despite the unexpected ghostly copping a feel of Leslie, and sneaky clambering into bed with poor Huw, the scariest thing that happened that weekend remains Curtis in drag!

Still, Leslie was suspicious that Kerry's offer to shelter the lonely and scared ghost overnight had led to some sort of shenanigans.

He was right.

-X

Will waited until Kerry joined him and then gently pushed open their door.

He wasn't quite sure what he expected to see, but a calm empty room wasn't it. He walked quickly to the couch and studied it, disappointed. "Has he gone?" Turning he yelped slightly as Kerry was right behind him. "Ha! Made me jump."

Kerry grinned and traced his fingers up Will's bare stomach and chest. He was wearing only Jockmail briefs (boring black but delightfully snug) and one sock. "He's probably here. We're unlikely to see him."

"Hum," Will bit his lip, shivering slightly as Kerry's thumb flicked over his hard nipple. It was kinda chilly. "Should we put out like a blanket and pillow?"

Kerry chuckled and pulled Will in for a kiss. "I love you."

"Okay?"

"But I don't think a spirit needs a pillow."

Will rolled his eyes. "Huh, yea I guess. But how can he tell us what he DOES need?"

"I think he just needs company, but I'm sure he'll let us know," Kerry reassured him. A gust of wind sprayed hail across the window with a crashing sound and the room temperature took a sudden dip. Kerry winked at Will's alarmed gaze as they could suddenly see their own breath. "William, if it's too cold I'll need to let Will get dressed." They both shivered with relief as a warm gust swept through the room.

"Awesome." Will decided.

Kerry, who was still in joggers and a T-shirt, frowned. "What William needs is a distraction. I can't help but wonder if he's always here observing, and whether he ever plays with the subs. I mean, if you were blindfolded and bound, you wouldn't know would you?"

"Maybe?" Will was unsure.

"Perhaps the storm drives him towards company, whereas he usually just watches?"

"Or maybe it's the storm gives him the energy to come and visit?" Will suggested, moving away slightly and glancing around the room.

"Hmmm? I don't suppose you can let us know if either of us are right, William?" Kerry asked, and then jumped and squeaked.

Will looked back at Kerry to see him laughing and rubbing his ass. "Did William just pinch your butt?"

"Yea."

Will cracked up.

"Hmmmm," Kerry was intrigued. "So, William. Another question. If you can move objects, then touch me. Gently this time please. If you can only touch people, then give Will's arse a whack."

"Hey!" Will protested, then jumped as a loud crack echoed around the room. "Oww. Fuck!"

Kerry doubled over with laughter.

"Funny. You're both comedians. Can I ask a question now?"

"No," Kerry told him and moved over to give his butt a comforting rub. Standing to the side of Will, his hand resting on his ass, Kerry spoke again. "Okay, me this time. Be nice, I'm no submissive. Do you ever play with the subs when they're helpless?"

He tensed slightly at the strange sensation of a cool body pressing against him. Arms slipping around his waist and a head on his shoulder, pressing gently into his neck.

"What is it?" Will asked, seeing Kerry pale slightly.

"Uh, William's having a little snuggle." He smiled at Will's mouthed 'Wow', and then felt an unmistakable nod against his neck.

"So that's a yes. Are you always here?" He looked at Will. "Another yes," he told him. "Am I able to touch you?" he waved his hand down his side as he spoke and felt the negative head shake. "No, that's what I thought. Okay, last two questions for now, William. Have you ever played with Will?"

Will's eyes widened again when Kerry smirked at him. "Had a feeling. Would you like to play with him tonight?" His smile grew wider as he felt the unmistakable sensation of a man hardening against his left thigh. Even as the bulge in Will's briefs expanded.

"Please, be my guest," Kerry offered and felt the presence move away.

Will let out a shaky breath and his abs trembled. Then they both saw his nipple hoops dance and flip.

"Oh please, William. Don't tease the man. You know what Will likes."

"Ahhh, shit!" Will gasped and winced as the hoops appeared to be tugged by invisible fingers. His nipples distending.

Kerry moved behind, and slipped his arms around Will's waist, trapping him. "Harder," he demanded, and Will's knees buckled, his head falling back against Kerry's shoulder as his nipples were cruelly yanked and twisted.

"Ahhh. Shit. Jesus."

"Ask for more."

"Ahhh," Will sobbed. "Please, William. More. Arrgghhhhhhhhhh!" It was a guttural scream as Kerry lowered Will to the carpet his nipples being stretched and twisted all the way.

"Enough for a moment," Kerry requested and held Will as he sobbed. "Well, that was new. You okay?"

"Yes, please more." Despite the request, Will felt a shiver of foreboding at Kerry's dark smile. He raised his hips to help, as Kerry slipped his underwear off. Then the sock. Before running his hands possessively over Will's body.

"William. I wonder if you remember when I first brought Will here. When I would bind him to the stocks and let him be used. It didn't last for long. I'll openly admit I was too jealous, but Will did so love having cock after cock rammed into him."

Kerry felt a hand squeeze his shoulder, even as Will blinked his beautiful, damp, chocolate eyes. "I don't need other men. Toys are enough. I love everything we do. I love you."

Kerry bent to kiss him. "I love you as well. So much, you know that. Usually I would leave you with your safe word, but tonight I will allow you to say yes or no."

"To what?" Will whispered in a trembling voice. Laid out like a sacrifice on the carpet.

"Double penetration," Kerry said gently and grinned as Will flushed in arousal, his hips jerking up, even though Kerry's hand was on his chest.

"Oh, fuck. Yes." Will frowned. "Do you think William would want to?"

"Judging by the way he's gripping both my shoulders, I would say he is extremely keen on the idea."

Will gave them the sweetest smile.

"Okay, tuck your hands under your butt and leave them there. William is going to supervise while I go and prep a few things." Kerry stood, leaving Will exposed on the floor, his hands dutifully tucked under his ass, his cock throbbing slightly and leaking onto his stomach.

"William, as I can touch objects and you can't, I'll go and prepare the bedroom. I think nice and helpless in harsh bondage sounds fun. For us," he smirked at Will. "As you can touch Will, you can prep him. He'll enjoy it more if his nipples are nice and sore and just a little bruised."

He glared down as Will moaned and his cock jumped a little. "Don't you even think about cumming without permission."

"I won't Master." Will screwed his face up in concentration. Then gasped, his eyes flying open with shock. Kerry had the strangest experience of seeing Will's cock flatten slightly against his stomach, for seemingly no reason.

"Did William just sit on your cock?"

"Yea. Jesus," Will grunted, then moaned, his head falling against the carpet as his nipples rose away from his chest again, before being pinched and crushed by invisible fingers. "Shit! Shit! Shit!"

Laughing, Kerry knelt to kiss Will, capturing a groan. "This has to be one of the most bizarre and hottest things I have ever seen."

Will laughed a little then groaned again, his nipples being squished flat then yanked roughly. "FUCK!"

"Don't forget to thank William, and ask for more," Kerry reminded him, pushing to his feet and walking towards the bedroom. He grinned and glanced back at Will's breathless response and begging. His heels fretting against the carpet. Body at the mercy of a mischievous ghost.

"Awesome indeed," he murmured to himself and hurried into the bedroom, pulling off his T-shirt as he went.

-X

Will moaned and fidgeted beneath William. Being held down and teased by a presence he couldn't see was both spooky and stimulating.

William appeared to be a merciless master.

He twisted, pinched, tugged, and squashed Will's nipples. Occasionally pausing to gather the flesh of his chest in his hands and squeeze. Will could see his chest was becoming reddened and his nipples were flushed dark and almost pulsating.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyoupleasehurtme," he chanted in soft sobs, and William obliged.

Will's breath started to catch and his eyes searched wildly for any sign of their visitor. "William? Oh God, I'm gonna cum. I'm cumming."

He received a soft slap on his cheek which shocked him enough to delay. Then the weight lifted, and strong, calloused fingers gripped the base of his cock.

"No, no, please." Will flailed at the area of this cock, but the grip didn't shift. If anything it tightened.

"Did you just try to push William's hand away from that ridiculously over enthusiastic cock?"

Will jumped and stared up at a now naked Kerry. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he let his hands fall to the side.

"It's not me you should be apologizing to."

Will sighed slightly as his need to cum faded a little. "I'm so sorry, William. I didn't mean to be disrespectful. Please forgive me."

"You can let him go now. He won't cum," Kerry said softly as he knelt beside a nervous Will. Smiling as Will's dick bobbed gently. "That was a very pretty apology, well done." He tipped Will's head back and kissed him deeply. Will pliant and docile in his hands. "We will still need to punish you though."

That was enough to make Will's naughty cock rise a little, even as tears slipped down his cheeks. "Please punish me, Master."

Kerry sniggered and lifted a leather cock ring. "Guess you can't win when your dominant can touch you, but you can't touch him," Kerry pointed out as he fixed the ring in place. Laughing at Will's flashed grin.

Kerry explained the cock ring, and the ball stretcher to William as he worked. Explaining it would help to hold Will's ejaculation in check, and wondering out loud if William had ever tried such a thing, perhaps with simple leather ties.

There was no contact so he assumed, no.

"Do you think William was a dominant?" Will asked, as Kerry helped him to his feet and towards the bedroom.

"I doubt it. I think he had a lot of fun, and was more drawn to men, from what John said, but was probably just naughty for his time." He paused as they reached the bed.

"Of course, if he has been watching the creation and expansion of the manor and the games we play here, it would be natural for him to develop a taste for dominance. Because he can touch, but not be touched." Kerry nodded with satisfaction at a soft pat on his butt.

Will leaned into him, Kerry recognizing he needed reassurance or comfort, and was immediately on alert.

"What's wrong? We can stop."

"No, please. No, I don't want to stop. I'm just sad for William. I hope being here with us. At the manor generally I mean, makes him happy." A cool hand ran over his hair and then cupped his cheek. The soft suggestion of a kiss. "Okay then. Is it just storms you get scared?" The soft tap of a knuckle against his chin, suggested a positive response. Will blinked rapidly and looked at Kerry.

"All good?"

"Yea."

"You know," Kerry said, as he helped Will to kneel beside the bed. "Owen's always around and would certainly never mind company if William was ever lonely." He referred to the manor's hermit like gardener.

A soft touch on his hair and he nodded again. "I think William already knows Owen."

"I expect Owen knows William as well. He wouldn't talk about it."

Kerry nodded, then gestured abruptly. "Punishment position, Mr 'I-think-I-have-the-right-to-touch-my-own-cock!'"

Will failed to hide the smile as he draped over the bed, still kneeling on the floor, his backside in perfect position for spanking.

"Okay, William." Kerry held up two objects. "Before we get back to our fun, we will delay to punish this disobedient slave. I want his arse nice and red, but mostly back to normal by the morning, so what would you prefer?"

He held up a paddle. "Meaty blows?" Nothing.

Holding up a flexible leather strap. "Or the strap that will give us both impact and a nice sting?"

Kerry grinned at Will's surprised exclamation as his arms were pulled behind his back and positioned as if being held down.

"Strap it is," he agreed, throwing the paddle into the corner of the room and widening his stance. "Hold him steady, he'll squirm." He laughed at the bizarre sight of Will's hair being gripped in an invisible fist as he was now pinned down at two points, unable to stop a wanton moan from escaping.

"Ha! You won't enjoy it for long," Kerry claimed and swung hard. The crack echoed and Will flinched and grunted.

The jerks and grunts soon deteriorated to yells, sobs, and screams, as Kerry worked up a light sweat beating his boyfriend's ass.

Pausing after several swipes to run his hand over the warming, flushed skin. Checking on his trembling slave.

It was untrue, of course. Will would love every single second.

Kerry was started to breathe harder and faster by the time Will's skin was glowing to his satisfaction. Light bruising, but nothing that anyone would comment on tomorrow.

The beauty of the BDSM Manor equipment, was that it was hand made and safety tested. So Kerry didn't have to hold back, and knew exactly how much damage would be caused.

Will, being Will, would prefer welts, maybe a bit of blood and passing out from the agony. But Will didn't always get what he wanted, and that wasn't Kerry's plan for this unexpected evening.

Tonight was a gift, and he intended to make the most of it. He wasn't going to let Will miss a moment of it.

"You can let him go now," Kerry suggested softly, and Will immediately sagged into the bed, hiding his face in his arms and sobbing wretchedly, rolling a little to the side.

Such a drama queen!

"Can you feel the heat?" Kerry asked, as he swept his fingers over Will's butt. He felt a cool hand bump against his, and then an excited squeeze on his shoulder. "Good. You'll be able to feel the heat against yourself when you fuck him," Kerry added and grinned as the squeeze briefly tightened painfully.

It wasn't just him and Will who were excited.

-X

"Okay, up you come." Kerry dragged Will a little up the bed and gave him some tissues and a pillow to snuggle, before grabbing the lube and starting to slick him up.

The shuddering little sobs continued, but as Will was watching him in the mirror, huge damp brown eyes, above a soft knowing smile, Kerry wasn't too concerned.

When Kerry slipped in a third finger, Will moaned and repositioned himself to give Kerry better access. He saw Will's hand try to sneak towards his cock, and laughed at the slapping noise and Will's little jump, as William made him think twice.

"Sorry, Master. Sorry, William," Will mumbled, before Kerry could prompt him.

Four rough fingers and Will was sobbing and begging again.

"Right, William. I'm assuming you've been watching and have probably been doing this longer than I have anyway. Will can take a fist, so four fingers is fine. I don't want him too sloppy, I want him to really FEEL us, but he's opening up nicely now."

In fact Will was cursing and moaning, in between sobs, and thrusting against the bed cover.

"Are you able to carry on here, while I sort the bondage?" He felt cool fingers slip over his, gathering lube, and then alongside and into Will's flesh.

"Fuuuccckkkkk. Shit!" Will gasped as he briefly had two hands inside his ass.

Kerry grinned and pulled out, a shiver of sensation running through him at the sight in front of him. Glancing at Will, he was too far gone, so Kerry grabbed his phone and whispered to William. "I want to show Will in the morning. This is amazing," as he filmed Will's hole being fingered and stretched by apparently, nothing.

Will let out a semi-scream as William must have scissored his fingers and Kerry was briefly filming right down the anal canal.

Kerry snorted with amusement and shut the phone down, waving a 'take it easy' at William.

He petted and kissed Will into a little more coherency and brought him to his hands and knees. Shaking from head to foot as William continued to open him up.

"Kerry," Will gasped. "I know this. I've felt this before." He winced as he was stretched, but then gave Kerry an amazed smile. Wobbly, but happy.

"Hmm, familiar with your ass then," Kerry laid the harness out and helped Will to lie over it.

Will loved this harness. Especially if his nipples were sore, because the leather strapping was studded and created painful pressure over his chest and stomach.

The area for his nipples sort of trapped and pinched them, and as his weight settled and Kerry started to tighten the buckles, Will gasped and shook.

"Too much?"

"No, I love it. Please."

"Don't worry, sweetheart." Kerry pressed a kiss to Will's hair, before he pulled one arm, then the other, and buckled them uncomfortably tight against Will's back.

Will had once described this harness as being mummified in leather pain. It had, in fact, been made for him. A birthday present, following a discussion about fantasies and desires.

He started to spiral now as the pain and helplessness became more overwhelming.

As Kerry looped the choker chain, which was restricting, but safe, and more a threat than anything, Will tensed and groaned, his face flushing deeper.

"Did you just cum? Did you just fucking cum without permission?" Kerry demanded, knowing damn well he had.

Must have hurt as well, with the cock and ball ties.

"I couldn't stop it, Master."

Kerry let Will worry as he connected the hook to the harness and then stood on the bed for leverage. "You can stop for a second, William," he instructed, then used his body weight to hoist Will into the air above the bed.

He had done this many times, and had the odd thought now, that William may well have watched them before!

Expertly hooking up the rope he jumped off the bed and observed Will for a few moments, while dragging in some air. Will was slender, but no lightweight.

Will dangled, in the painful, tight, bondage. His knees brushing the bed, eyes closed in bliss.

He often liked to be gagged and blindfolded and just hung, swinging, higher above the bed, where all sense of time left him and he could only endure.

Kerry had spent many a happy hour reading on the bed with Will suffering above him.

Flexing abs, painful bondage, and a dripping cock. It never got old.

Still, that wasn't what tonight was about.

-X

Will's eyes opened as Kerry pulled him into his arms.

"Okay there, baby?"

"Feels so good," Will claimed, his voice rough from tears, eyes shining with pain, happiness, and devotion.

"Hmmm, well I was looking forward to relaxing after fucking you, but now I'm going to have to punish you again. It's embarrassing quite frankly, when we have a guest."

"I'm so sorry," Will claimed. Kerry wasn't buying it.

He pulled Will's legs around, so he was effectively suspended in his lap and claimed his ass in one deep thrust. Will trembled and moaned. Struggling to move forward in the restrictive bondage to kiss Kerry.

Kerry accepted the kiss and started to move, enjoying Will's wanton response. "Lock your legs around my waist," he instructed and felt Will do so.

"Okay, William. There's plenty of lube, you should be fine. Come on in, it's lovely and wet and warm," he grinned.