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You don't believe in ghosts... do you? Exploring an old abandoned house alone seemed like a good idea, right up until the door slammed shut and you discovered you weren't nearly as alone as you thought. Now you're helpless, surrounded by the spirits who call this place home, and they seem very interested in having a little fun with their unexpected guest...
This is the public version of **Ghost Humiliation** — the longer, more intimate version is available on my Patreon. Ghost Humiliation - Patreon Version
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This file is going to go on for quite a while
Should you need to wake up at any time
For any reason
Simply take a deep breath
And count from 1
Up to three
And allow yourself to awaken.
And if you are curious…
Or would simply like to support my work
There is a longer
More in depth version
Of this trance
Available on my patreon page
Link is in the description.
But for now
Just allow yourself to get
Into a comfortable position
A place where you can simply
Relax… and focus on my words
And allow everything around you
To simply start to fade away
Feeling your body
Starting to relax
Feeling it starting
Just go loose
And limp
Feeling your eyes
If they haven’t already
Just starting to drift
Down
Down
Down
Until they close.
It’s ok to just
Relax here
And let everything go
And as you relax
Just feel yourself
Start to simply
Sink
Sink
SInk
Deeper and deeper
All the way down.
Down into a nice
Deep
Relaxing trance
A place where you can realize that
Your Mind Is Gone…
Everything just fading away
So easily.
So deeply.
So gently
Nothing else matters.
You just feel your thoughts
Dropping away
As the world around
Fades
And you sink
Deeper into the void
The void that used to be
Your mind…
And as the world fades away
And you sink even deeper
Into the void
A new world starts to take its place
You find yourself
Standing outside of an old
Rundown house.
It’s rumored to be haunted
But that’s never been something that would really
Dissuade you
From exploring.
In fact you rather like
The possible danger
That it implies
Obviously you don’t believe…
In ghosts…. Do you?
Of course you’ve decided to do this
All on your own
Why wouldn’t you after all?
So as you walk
Up the old creaky steps
Of the house.
You feel the old wood
Bend beneath you.
And pull out your flash light.
The beam is narrow
But bright
Illuminating whatever you shine it on
But leaving shadows cast
On everything else
Around your point of focus
It’s creepy, but exhilarating.
There is this, strange…
Quiet all around you.
The house itself is completely
Still
You can hear the wind outside
The occasional brush of a tree branch
Against the roof
But the inside is completely still.
No hum or electricity
No movement of a pet
Or a person
No ventilation system
Or fan
Ot move the air
It’s just…
Still…
And silent.
You make your way deeper into the house.
Walking up an old set of stairs
They creak underneath you.
Which echos through the house
But other then that
It’s completely still
And silent.
You make your way to an old bedroom
Inside the bed is full of dust
And cobwebs
But the windows are intact
So it’s at least
Dry in here.
As you scan your light along the room
You suddenly see a shape
Move along the wall
You gasp in surprise and back up
Only to realize
It was just a coat hanger
With an old coat on it
Casting a shadow
Long against the wall
You can’t help but laugh
Can’t help but just let out the tension.
A good startle is always nice
But it's also a good jolt to the system.
Just as you stand up
And go to turn to the door
The door slams behind you.
You gasp in surprise
There was no wind
No shifting of the house
And the slam was very hard.
You step back in surprise and happen to catch
The image of person
Out of the corner of your eye
You turn the light to shine on a mirror
It’ was your own reflection
That had startled you.
You chuckle again and lower the light
Seeing yourself in the mirror
But behind you…
You see a ghostly apparition
Standing over you.
You spin around to come face to face
With a transparent
White apparition
Of a person.
The apparition leans in to you
Looking into your eyes
And opens its mouth.
As it does
A wave of air
Moves across your face
And you feel your head
Spin.
In your mind you hear a buzz
An eerie hum
As the world spins
And you fall to the ground.
Your vision blurring
As you look around
Struggling to figure out what happened.
Only to see several more apparitions moving towards you
And then…
All at once…
You fade into unconsciousness..
Like a light switch that had been flipped
You simply turn … Off.
As you start to come too…
You find yourself seemingly
Hanging in mid air
You realize that your arms
Are stretched out above you.
Tied and bound
Keeping you off the ground
Keeping you from struggling.
You try to kick your feet
Only to realize
That your ankles are tied together
And tied to the ground
Beneath you.
Your suspended
And stuck.
You can’t wiggle
You can’t fight.
You can’t move.
You're just…
Stuck
Here.
Helpless.
You see an apparition
Move towards you…
You can’t make out their appearance
It’s just a cloud of dust
And mist
That looks vaguely human shaped.
You try to wiggle and shake
As you see the apparition move what appears to be
Its hand.
Towards you…
You feel the mist cool on your skin
As it seems to sink into your body
Into your mind…
You suddenly feel yourself
Tied tighter then you are
Bound and gagged
Ropes over every part of you
Every inch of your body
Tied so you can’t struggle
You can’t wiggle at all.
You feel a gag
Forming in your mouth
Thick and rubbery
Keeping you from talking
Keeping you from moving
From wiggling.
You're simply…
Helpless
In this state.
But the one thing
That isn’t wrapped
Is your eyes…
You're able to look around the room.
And notice that
There are several clouds of dust
And mist
Like the one that is touching you now
But as you look at them.
No so much with your eyes
But in your mind…
You see who they really are…
Images of people from the past.
Long since dead.
Some of them dressed in elegant attire
Some of them are more homely and plain.
But all of them looking
Right at you…
All of them laughing
And pointing.
You are their amusement.
You can almost hear their laughter
Distant and echoing
Faint and ghostly.
But you feel it…
The embarrassment
The flushing of your face
The more you try to wiggle
The more you try to break free
The more they simply
Laugh
And point.
You almost hear words
Echo in your mind…
Not really hearing them so much as
Remembering them,
Like an echo of the past.
Fleeting and distance.
Telling you to
Keep struggling
You're not getting out.
Don’t you look so helpless
It’s fun to watch you squirm
There is nothing you can do
Your their entertainment
For the night.
The apparition in front of you
Seems to fade away
Into the background
As you are left
Hanging there
Helpless
Before the ghosts
They seem to be moving closer
And closer to you
Looking into your eyes
With a smile
And a devious grin.
And then you feel it
Deep in your mind…
The memory…
The echo of a nice
Playful
Swat… on your rear
Your body shudders from the spanking
And your mind echos with a tremble
Your thoughts seem to be shutting down.
Another swat
And the ghosts around you start to laugh
Your world is spinning
Awareness is fading away
Another swat…
And your thoughts seem to shut down
The feeling echoing through your mind
A memory
But with a more
Exciting feeling.
Another swat…
And another…
again …
And again…
Your mind goes blank
As the ghosts simply watch.
One by one…
They seem to smile
And fade
One with each swat
On your shapely little rear
You feel your body ripple from the swat
And shake
But your mind is empty
Your head tilting to the side against your arm
Suspended above you
Eyes vacant and blank
Your mouth loose around your gag
No ability to resist
Another swat
And another ghost fades
And then another
And another
Each one just making you
Sink into the surrender
Until one final swat
Sends your mind
Swirling
Down
Down
Down
Into the void…
Blank and empty
The house fades around you
As the last of the ghosts
Laughs at your predicament
As the laughter fades
Into the nothingness
And you simply sleep…
Blank and helpless
Deep and calm…
You will stay here…
Asleep…
For as long as you might like
Allowing yourself to recover
Allowing yourself to simply
Rest.
And when you are ready
You may count from 1
Up to three
And awaken.
Refreshed and calm.
And should you find yourself
Feeling drawn
Back to this house
Back to this fantasy
You’ll know where to find it.
Just waiting for you…
Here…
For when you are ready
To awaken…
And if you are interested,
or would simply like to support my work,
there is a longer…
More intimate version of this trance
Available on my patreon page,
Link is in the description.
For when you are ready
To awaken..
This file is going to go on for quite a while
Should you need to wake up at any time
For any reason
Simply take a deep breath
And count from 1
Up to three
And allow yourself to awaken.
And if you are curious…
Or would simply like to support my work
There is a longer
More in depth version
Of this trance
Available on my patreon page
Link is in the description.
But for now
Just allow yourself to get
Into a comfortable position
A place where you can simply
Relax… and focus on my words
And allow everything around you
To simply start to fade away
Feeling your body
Starting to relax
Feeling it starting
Just go loose
And limp
Feeling your eyes
If they haven’t already
Just starting to drift
Down
Down
Down
Until they close.
It’s ok to just
Relax here
And let everything go
And as you relax
Just feel yourself
Start to simply
Sink
Sink
SInk
Deeper and deeper
All the way down.
Down into a nice
Deep
Relaxing trance
A place where you can realize that
Your Mind Is Gone…
Everything just fading away
So easily.
So deeply.
So gently
Nothing else matters.
You just feel your thoughts
Dropping away
As the world around
Fades
And you sink
Deeper into the void
The void that used to be
Your mind…
And as the world fades away
And you sink even deeper
Into the void
A new world starts to take its place
You find yourself
Standing outside of an old
Rundown house.
It’s rumored to be haunted
But that’s never been something that would really
Dissuade you
From exploring.
In fact you rather like
The possible danger
That it implies
Obviously you don’t believe…
In ghosts…. Do you?
Of course you’ve decided to do this
All on your own
Why wouldn’t you after all?
So as you walk
Up the old creaky steps
Of the house.
You feel the old wood
Bend beneath you.
And pull out your flash light.
The beam is narrow
But bright
Illuminating whatever you shine it on
But leaving shadows cast
On everything else
Around your point of focus
It’s creepy, but exhilarating.
There is this, strange…
Quiet all around you.
The house itself is completely
Still
You can hear the wind outside
The occasional brush of a tree branch
Against the roof
But the inside is completely still.
No hum or electricity
No movement of a pet
Or a person
No ventilation system
Or fan
Ot move the air
It’s just…
Still…
And silent.
You make your way deeper into the house.
Walking up an old set of stairs
They creak underneath you.
Which echos through the house
But other then that
It’s completely still
And silent.
You make your way to an old bedroom
Inside the bed is full of dust
And cobwebs
But the windows are intact
So it’s at least
Dry in here.
As you scan your light along the room
You suddenly see a shape
Move along the wall
You gasp in surprise and back up
Only to realize
It was just a coat hanger
With an old coat on it
Casting a shadow
Long against the wall
You can’t help but laugh
Can’t help but just let out the tension.
A good startle is always nice
But it's also a good jolt to the system.
Just as you stand up
And go to turn to the door
The door slams behind you.
You gasp in surprise
There was no wind
No shifting of the house
And the slam was very hard.
You step back in surprise and happen to catch
The image of person
Out of the corner of your eye
You turn the light to shine on a mirror
It’ was your own reflection
That had startled you.
You chuckle again and lower the light
Seeing yourself in the mirror
But behind you…
You see a ghostly apparition
Standing over you.
You spin around to come face to face
With a transparent
White apparition
Of a person.
The apparition leans in to you
Looking into your eyes
And opens its mouth.
As it does
A wave of air
Moves across your face
And you feel your head
Spin.
In your mind you hear a buzz
An eerie hum
As the world spins
And you fall to the ground.
Your vision blurring
As you look around
Struggling to figure out what happened.
Only to see several more apparitions moving towards you
And then…
All at once…
You fade into unconsciousness..
Like a light switch that had been flipped
You simply turn … Off.
As you start to come too…
You find yourself seemingly
Hanging in mid air
You realize that your arms
Are stretched out above you.
Tied and bound
Keeping you off the ground
Keeping you from struggling.
You try to kick your feet
Only to realize
That your ankles are tied together
And tied to the ground
Beneath you.
Your suspended
And stuck.
You can’t wiggle
You can’t fight.
You can’t move.
You're just…
Stuck
Here.
Helpless.
You see an apparition
Move towards you…
You can’t make out their appearance
It’s just a cloud of dust
And mist
That looks vaguely human shaped.
You try to wiggle and shake
As you see the apparition move what appears to be
Its hand.
Towards you…
You feel the mist cool on your skin
As it seems to sink into your body
Into your mind…
You suddenly feel yourself
Tied tighter then you are
Bound and gagged
Ropes over every part of you
Every inch of your body
Tied so you can’t struggle
You can’t wiggle at all.
You feel a gag
Forming in your mouth
Thick and rubbery
Keeping you from talking
Keeping you from moving
From wiggling.
You're simply…
Helpless
In this state.
But the one thing
That isn’t wrapped
Is your eyes…
You're able to look around the room.
And notice that
There are several clouds of dust
And mist
Like the one that is touching you now
But as you look at them.
No so much with your eyes
But in your mind…
You see who they really are…
Images of people from the past.
Long since dead.
Some of them dressed in elegant attire
Some of them are more homely and plain.
But all of them looking
Right at you…
All of them laughing
And pointing.
You are their amusement.
You can almost hear their laughter
Distant and echoing
Faint and ghostly.
But you feel it…
The embarrassment
The flushing of your face
The more you try to wiggle
The more you try to break free
The more they simply
Laugh
And point.
You almost hear words
Echo in your mind…
Not really hearing them so much as
Remembering them,
Like an echo of the past.
Fleeting and distance.
Telling you to
Keep struggling
You're not getting out.
Don’t you look so helpless
It’s fun to watch you squirm
There is nothing you can do
Your their entertainment
For the night.
The apparition in front of you
Seems to fade away
Into the background
As you are left
Hanging there
Helpless
Before the ghosts
They seem to be moving closer
And closer to you
Looking into your eyes
With a smile
And a devious grin.
And then you feel it
Deep in your mind…
The memory…
The echo of a nice
Playful
Swat… on your rear
Your body shudders from the spanking
And your mind echos with a tremble
Your thoughts seem to be shutting down.
Another swat
And the ghosts around you start to laugh
Your world is spinning
Awareness is fading away
Another swat…
And your thoughts seem to shut down
The feeling echoing through your mind
A memory
But with a more
Exciting feeling.
Another swat…
And another…
again …
And again…
Your mind goes blank
As the ghosts simply watch.
One by one…
They seem to smile
And fade
One with each swat
On your shapely little rear
You feel your body ripple from the swat
And shake
But your mind is empty
Your head tilting to the side against your arm
Suspended above you
Eyes vacant and blank
Your mouth loose around your gag
No ability to resist
Another swat
And another ghost fades
And then another
And another
Each one just making you
Sink into the surrender
Until one final swat
Sends your mind
Swirling
Down
Down
Down
Into the void…
Blank and empty
The house fades around you
As the last of the ghosts
Laughs at your predicament
As the laughter fades
Into the nothingness
And you simply sleep…
Blank and helpless
Deep and calm…
You will stay here…
Asleep…
For as long as you might like
Allowing yourself to recover
Allowing yourself to simply
Rest.
And when you are ready
You may count from 1
Up to three
And awaken.
Refreshed and calm.
And should you find yourself
Feeling drawn
Back to this house
Back to this fantasy
You’ll know where to find it.
Just waiting for you…
Here…
For when you are ready
To awaken…
And if you are interested,
or would simply like to support my work,
there is a longer…
More intimate version of this trance
Available on my patreon page,
Link is in the description.
For when you are ready
To awaken..
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