The sky is dark and gloomy, almost black storm clouds gather like a large shadow blocking the sun, casting everything in a gloomy darkness, and thunder rumbles in the distance, as I walk up and unlock the door to my new home, one that I got cheap. Rumours say that the house is haunted and that the neighbours hear strange noises, banging, the rattling of chains, moans, animal like noises, as if some sort of monster lives inside, that combined with the fact that the last occupant was a weird person who barely left the house gave it a bad reputation, but it's all supposition. As I step inside the rain begins to torrent down, creating a wall of water as I look back out to my car, my stuff can wait.
The house is quiet, except the pounding noise of the rain echoing through the roof, walls and windows, and the rumbling sound of thunder, the lightning occasionally lightning the walls in a creepy light, a small part of me wonders if the stories might be true bit I quickly remind my brain to be rational, whatever people thought they heard I'm sure that there's a completely logical explanation. Reaching the kitchen I am glad that I'd dropped off everything needed to cook earlier in the day, feeling my stomach rumble I begin to cook a meal, the activity will give me something to focus on rather than think of ghost stories. As do I swear I can hear something faint over the sound of the frying pan and the storm, my mind must be playing tricks on me. I try to put the silly thoughts out of my kind as I sit down and eat my dinner, it's all nonsense, nonsense that saved me money.
Checking out of the window I see no end to the storm, the rest of my belongings will have to sit in my car, my car lost in the murky fog of rain, annoyingly it's mostly clothes, I guess I can sleep in my underwear tonight. I head upstairs and after making the bed I quickly fall asleep to the rhythmic drumming of the downpour of rain on the roof.
I awake with a start to a strange noise, for a moment forgetting where I am, is someone in the house? Slowly and quietly I climb out of my bed and walk down the landing, my ears focusing on every sound, picking it out of the unceasing downpour outside and the roar of thunder. Hearing the sound again I carefully move down the stairs, freezing as they creak. Maybe it's just the pipes? Or just an open window banging in the wind or a tree branch swaying in the wind and hitting the house? Either way the curiosity urges me on, if anything I can prove that there isn't a ghost or something haunting this place.
Hearing the sound again I find that it is coming from below, I cautiously open the door to the basement and using my phones torch I light the creaky well-worn stairs as I decend down. Reaching the bottom I slowly scan the large room with my torch, my eyes focusing on every object, assessing them, making sire that there is no dangerous monsters or ghoul. I jump as I see something move across the floor, what was that? It looked like some sort of animal, there couldn't really be a monster living here? Suddenly I feel something touch my feet, looking down I look on in horror at the sub human creature kissing my feet. He is filthy and skeletal, completely hairless and his skin pale, its back covered in long scars as if it were whipped at some point, it's ass has a gapping hole, as if it was painfully stretched open and it has large swollen balls but no cock. Around it's neck is a heavy metal rusted collar, a thick, grimey chain attaching it to the wall, and his wrists and ankles are shackled together restricting their movement to only crawling. I flinch as it rises to all fours, its head sniffing and nuzzling at my crotch, my cock somehow getting hard from the attention. I stand frozen as his dirty hand gently pulls down my underwear, my cock springing into the air as it's freed and their toothless open mouth slides over it, it's glassy eyes look at me longingly and desperately as it sucks on my cock hungrily, I can't help but groan as his tongue expertly moves over the head of my cock and he moves his head back and forth, choking himself as he pushes it deep into his throat, to my shame causing me to quickly cum into his mouth. Smiling the creature swallows it down as if it were a delicacy and licks every last drop from my cock before sliding it out of his mouth and kneeling obediently as of waiting for orders.
Confused I just turn and walk out of the basement and close the door. What was that thing? Some sort of creature? Did the last person to live here imprison them down there? Were they kidnapped or did they choose to be their? My mind racing at the discovery I return to my bed, in the morning I'll have to call the police, at least I now know the truth, even if it will cause problems.
Yawning I walk down the stairs to the basement, reaching the bottom, the creature crawls over excitedly. I place a plate of food down on the floor in front of him, it's probably a good idea to feed them before handimg them over to the police, I watch as he looks at it and then kneels. What is he doing? Why won't he eat? Wait, does he want permission?
"You can eat." At this they lower their head down like a dog and begin to eat. The inhuman creature looks pathetic as he eats, that's what they are, they aren't human, not any more, that must have disappeared a long time ago, now there's just this filthy animal chained up in a basement. What would actually happen to it if I forced it out of its home? I doubt that it could ever hope to live a normal life. Maybe it's better to leave it here, plus if I do tell people then I might lose my house.
“Do you want to stay here with me?” I watch as the creature turns and raises its ass, small needy whimpers coming from its toothless mouth, feeling my cock get hard I make my decision. It looks like I brought a pet as well as a house.
Epilogue
As I walk down the pleasant looking road I see the house, one the locals say is haunted, every night they hear strange sounds, moaning and groaning, the rattling of chains, screams of pain, animalistic noises. The house has one occupant but he I rarely seen, he spends his time inside the house. Some think that he is guarding whatever lives inside that building. Tonight I'll discover the truth, I'll make a name for myself.
I sneak over to the front door and look around, the dark night is quiet, almost to quiet, the silence is almost unnerving. Reaching into my pocket I pull out my lock pick and quickly open the door. The dusty floor boards creak slightly as I enter, I listen out, nothing. Suddenly I hear one of the strange noises the locals talk about, my heart racing I follow the sound and ready my camera as I reach the basement door. I slowly make my way down into the dark room, the sound of rattling metal and scurrying fills the room, something is down here. My torch scans the room, illuminating several books, glancing at the contents they seem to be notes about training. What was being trained down here?
I jump as a pale creature comes into view, their starved body looks almost like a skeleton in the light. What is that thing? It can't be a human? Maybe I've walked in on something much more serious and dangerous than I thought. I watch as the creature lowers itself into a bow, why is it doing that? The sting in my neck answers my question as I stumble backwards and turn around, my legs almost giving out as I move, my head growing dizzy, both with fear and panic and whatever I was just injected with. The owner of the house looks on at me with a creepy smile.
"Thankyou for dropping by. My pet here is getting a bit old and I was going to go out to get a new one to train, but now you've saved me the trouble. How thoughtful of you." I fall as my legs grow weak and give out. What? No! Is he going to turn me into a creature like that? I look on at the pathetic, skinny, filthy creature, with its toothless mouth, scarred back, gapping ass and swallow balls, but worst of all is its completely inhuman look of lustful submission towards its master, like a trained animal who fears punishment and seeks and craves approval for pleasing their owner. That's the fate that awaits me, I watch the creature in horror as it begs for its master's cock, the last thing I see before everything goes black is them hungrily sucking their cock, with the knowledge that I'll soon be in his place.