A worm's story

Chapter 6

For the next several days my life was merely a blur or unending torture, rape and frustration. My owners amused themselves with my suffering and I did my best to obey them to avoid additional punishment. Then one morning Master came down and let me out of my small cage as usual. He parted his bathrobe to reveal his throbbing hard cock.

“Suck me off worm,” he commanded.

Slowly I sat up, still aching from the previous night of torture. However it was too slow for Master, who kicked my crotch sending the sharp spikes into my aching and unsatisfied cock and balls. Holding my steel encased crotch, I doubled over in pain. He repeated himself and this time I quickly knelt in front of him to avoid another kick. I took his cock into my mouth and gently closed my lips around his shaft. I began pumping my Master’s cock by moving my entire head back and forth. Soon I could taste his precum oozing into my mouth then pressed my tongue under the soft underside of his shaft like he enjoys. Instantly he shot his load into me. While I swallowed my owner’s load of fresh hot cum, my own cock was jealous and was driving itself into the spikes despite the sharp pain from the kick.

When Master finished cumming, he kicked me away. He then bent me over so my ass was in the air and inserted the enema tube into me. As the icy cold water started to fill me, Master walked away without saying another word.

I was left alone for quite some time afterwards wondering when I would be fed, and what today’s torture would be. Eventually the entire gallon enema was in me giving me stomach cramps. I wanted desperately to empty it but knew I couldn’t do that without permission. Instead I remained kneeling with my head on the floor crying as I squeezed my sphincter tight to keep the liquid in.

Some time later I heard the clicking of woman’s shoes approaching me. I began to tremble in fear thinking it was Mistress. The foot steps stopped just in front of me. A pair of hands reached out and lifted my head. “Debbie,” I exclaimed as I saw my ex girl friend kneeling before me.

She caressed my face and smiled. It was the first act of kindness I had received in days, which caused me to sob in relief. I began to think there was hope for me. “I missed you Debbie,” I whispered so that my owners wouldn’t hear me.

Just then Mistress walked in and I saw the kindness drain from Debbie’s smile into a cruel grin. My former girlfriend stood and said to Mistress, “I am not impressed with the way you trained your worm. I thought you said worm had rules to follow. He called me by my name and actually spoke to me.”

“Is that true worm?” Mistress screamed.

Trembling I looked at Debbie. Her cruel smile seemed to blend with her bright blue eyes, I once admired. My ex girlfriend’s betrayal destroyed the few remaining fragments of hope I had left. “Yes Mistress,” I whimpered.

Mistress walked behind me and pulled out the enema tube. I looked up at Debbie who was intently watching me. She bent over and poked my extended stomach. Even her slight touch caused my cramps to ache worse making me groan in pain. “How much is in there?” she asked.
“A gallon,” Mistress replied then slapped my ass and pushed my slop bowl in front of me.

Debbie bent over my dish as I started lapping it up. She took a deep whiff and quickly stepped back. “Oh yuck,” she said holding her stomach, “what is that stuff?”

Laughing Mistress said, “That is the only thing worm is allowed to eat. Stale dog food rotten vegetables, piss and a few things you don’t want to know about. We have several buckets of the stuff behind the house and let it get rotten in the sun for a few days to make sure it is repulsive before we give it to him. I like keeping the enema in him while he eats it so he has to force it down.”

When I finished eating Mistress permitted me to drain myself. As I squatted, I moaned in relief as the enema flowed out of me.  Debbie began giggling as she watched. I became more and more humiliated then closed my eyes in shame. Finally Debbie commented, “oh wow. I can’t believe what a looser he is. I am so happy I dumped him.”

Mistress slapped my face, “are you human?”

Crying, I replied, “No Mistress.”
She slapped my face again and added, “What are you?”
Crying louder as I tried to avoid looking at Debbie, I replied, “I am a useless worm, Mistress.”

She slapped my face harder, then yelled, “Tell our guest what you are.”
I looked up at my former girlfriend with tears in my eyes and said, “I am a useless worm.”

Debbie began laughing hysterically as I degraded myself in front of her. “I can’t wait to tell Jason, and all our friends, what a looser, worm is,” Debbie laughed.

Once I was emptied the women helped me to my feet. Mistress locked my ankle cuffs to bolts in the floor, which forced my legs forced wide apart. She then hooked my wrist cuffs to the cable over head so I was standing spread eagle.

Finally she reached into her jeans pocket and pulled out a key then said, “This is going to be the first time his penis has been unlocked since we enslaved him.”

My captor bent over in front of me and unlocked my chastity belt. As she removed it for the first time in days I moaned in pure joy.

A bowl of warm soapy warm was placed on the floor, as Mistress knelt in front of me. Using a sponge she began washing my cock and balls. Within seconds her touch caused me to become erect. To my surprise Mistress began stroking my shaft when she finished washing me. I could feel a well needed orgasm quickly building in my crotch. Meanwhile Debbie was rubbing her crotch against my thigh as she caressed my nipples. My moans grew progressively louder as I approached my climax. I could feel my balls tightening as I was just about to cum.  To my dismay, Mistress suddenly stopped pumping before I could cum.

The two women began laughing hysterically as I fought my chains. Still grinding against me Debbie laughed, “Jason fucks me whenever he wants and you can’t even get a hand job.” I sobbed as I desperately fought my chains, making the women laugh more.

“Please, let me cum,” I begged.

My ex girlfriend stood in front of me and took my cock in her hands then lifted her skirt. She rubbed the head of my cock against her wet mound. Looking me in the eyes she said, “Do you want to make me happy, worm?”

“Yes,” I whimpered, “That is all I have ever wanted.”
Debbie stopped rubbing me against her but continued to gently cup my shaft in her hand, “Then tell your Mistress that only real mean deserve to cum not worms.”

“Please no,” I sobbed, “Why are you doing this to me?”

My ex girlfriend released my cock and looked deep into my eyes then said, “Because I am upset that I wasted three months of my life with this you. Now tell your Mistress.”

With tears falling from my eyes I shook my head no.

Mistress stood behind me as I felt her rubbing my cock with a rough leather whip from between my legs. Suddenly I felt the sharp crack of a long narrow whip lash against my balls. I screamed from the intense pain and fought violently against my bonds. I could feel my erection quickly disappear, which only made Debbie laugh more. Mistress then gave me five more quick but painful blows to my balls and limp cock. The pain quickly became overwhelming as my shouts for mercy filled the room. Mistress then handed the whip to Debbie.

My ex girl friend snapped the whip a few times in front of me for practice, then said, “Tell her worm and I promise I won’t whip you.”

With tears pouring down my face and shook my head no again. I noticed the almost evil glare in Debbie’s face as she drew back the whip and struck across my cock. Instantly I howled in agony.

‘You can whip him harder than that.” Mistress assured her friend. I watched in terror as Debbie drew the whip back and struck my limp shaft harder than before. My screams seemed almost to shack the house. My struggling actually began to loosen the bolts securing my ankles to the floor. Debbie then gave my shaft and balls three more powerful strikes sending me to new heights of pain. For several long moments I struggled to get free as I screamed for mercy in vain. Finally I fell limp in my chains and passed out.

Some time later I woke still hanging from my chains and saw my Mistress and my ex girl friend watching from the nearby bed.

Mistress walked up to me holding the whip and lightly rubbing it against the fresh welts on my shaft. Even that slight touch sent new waves of pain through my body making me shake in fear.  “You have been extremely disrespectful to my guest, “Mistress said standing in front of me, “You called her by her name. You talked back to her and you refused to follow a simple command. You are in big fucking trouble worm.”
I knew there was no longer any hope for me. I realized any chance for mercy was none existent. I sobbed when I came to the realization that they were never going to let me cum, and that my only likelihood to lesson my pain was to agree to anything they wanted. I looked up at my cruel owner and cried, “Please Mistress, only real men deserve to cum, not worms like me.”

With mock tenderness Mistress caressed my face and said, “I am so glad you finally realized that. And we promise to never let you cum. However you were still very rude to my friend and for that you will have to be punished.”

I closed my eyes, knowing what was coming. Instantly I felt the sharp pain of the whip explode onto my limp cock and balls again. And as before I struggled and screamed as if my life depended on it. Although as she continued lashing out at my crotch, I could gradually feel my strength fading until I finally passed out again.