When my girl friend Debbie broke up with me I was devastated. She said she wanted a real man not an eighteen year old wimp like me. She admitted she had been fucking my best friend Jason soon after I met her and he was much better than me. Debbie also told me that I had to get out immediately so that Jason could move in with her. Finally she said that she still wanted to be friends, and to show me there was no hard feelings she arranged for me to stay with our friends Brad and Tammy.

Instantly I dropped to my knees sobbing and begged her to reconsider. I promised her that I would do anything to stay with her. She looked me straight in the eyes and said, “Cody, get out. Brad is waiting for you.” Completely disheartened and still bawling like a child I walked out the door.

As Brad and I rode back to their house, I was crying even louder than before. Brad and I had been friends for a couple of years and thought we were close. However he gave me no words of comfort, no friendly advise. In fact he actually turned up the music to drown out my bawling. I realized he didn’t want to be bothered with my problems so I kept quiet and cried to myself. I felt completely alone and friendless.

As soon as we got back to their house and walked in, Tammy greeted her husband with a hug and deep French kiss. I looked at the loving couple and thought about Debbie, which caused me to renew crying.

Eventually they stopped kissing and looked at me. “What a fucking looser he is,” Tammy said, “I can see why Debbie dumped him.” I looked at them with tears running down my face.

“You’re not a real man,” Brad said,”Strip off your clothes only real men wear clothes. You are nothing more than a spineless worm.”

Both shocked and distressed, I froze unable to move.

“I said strip, you fucking worm,” Brad yelled at me as he let go of his wife and took a step towards me.  I was caught completely off guard and quickly shed my clothes. I was embarrassed by my nakedness in front of my friends and covered my crotch with my hands. Tammy slapped my hands away and exclaimed,” Six inches. No wonder Debbie dumped you.” Instantly my cock became limp as my friends laughed at me. “He is even limp like a worm,” she continued. The red on my face clearly showed my humiliation. ”Debbie told us that you could never stay erect long enough to go in her is that true?” Brad asked.

“I…I am intimidated and nervous around women,” I stammered.

“Wow” Brad said to his wife, “ Worm is still a virgin.” I felt even more exposed now that my secret was known. I just wanted to crawl in a hole and die. Unfortunately my friends weren’t done with me.

“You are incapable of taking care of yourself,” Tammy said.

Timidly I replied, “I can take care of myself.”

Tammy slapped my face and screamed, “Your girlfriend dumped you for another guy then kicked out of your apartment. Brad is right you aren’t a man you are a fucking worm.”

“Please don’t call me a worm,” I sobbed.

She slapped my face again and said, “Your worthless dick is limp like a worm. You are a spineless worm. You can’t even stand up for yourself like a man. You need someone to take charge of you so you don’t mess up your life anymore. You need to be kept under total control so you don’t get hurt or hurt anyone else. ”

I began crying louder. I knew they were right. I wasn’t man enough to do anything right. I knew it was just a matter time before I would screw up again. Finally I dropped to the floor crying because my life was so pathetic. 

Eventually I looked up at my friends and noticed an expression of confidence and superiority in both their attitudes. I knelt sobbing and naked feeling completely vulnerable before them.

Suddenly a thought occurred to me; both Brad and Tammy were heavy into BDSM. They were both very dominant and often said they wanted a full time slave to control and train as they wanted. For the first time that day it felt like my problems were lifted from my shoulders. “Please help me,” I sobbed in desperation, “Please enslave me. I swear you can have me unconditionally. Please take control of my life, because I know I can’t do anything right.”

With a knowing smile Brad threw two pairs of thick leather cuffs on the floor in front of me.  “Put those on,” Brad said in a commanding voice.

I could feel my heart racing as I picked up the cuffs. I began to think this was moving too quickly and that I should think the situation over first. Suddenly my train of thought was broken when Tammy screamed, “Now, worm.”

Without any further hesitation I quickly buckled one set of cuffs around my wrists and the other around my ankles. Brad pulled my hands behind my back and used a lock to secure the wrist cuffs together behind my back, then helped me to my feet so Tammy could lock a two foot long chain to my ankle cuffs.

Brad quickly forced a large ring gag past my teeth and forced my mouth wide open then buckled the straps of the gag tightly behind my head. Instantly my jaw ached and caused me to start drooling uncontrollably.

Tammy held up a steel collar and whispered, “Remember you begged us to enslave you ‘unconditionally.’”

She fitted the collar around my neck. As she pushed the ends together the loud click gave an almost eerie sound. Finally she hooked a metal chain leash to my collar and whispered, “And we promise to never let you go.”  My eyes widened in disbelief at what had happened.

My female captor took a firm grip and jerked my leash then led me downstairs to the basement.

Before that afternoon I only had eyes for Debbie but for the first time I studied Tammy’s body and liked what I saw.  As I helplessly followed Tammy I couldn’t help but stare at her body. She was around late twenties and only a little more than five feet. Tammy had shoulder length brunette hair tied back in a tight pony tail. She had a petite but firm physique, with small but firm breasts and a tight ass. I on the other hand was eighteen, almost six foot and very muscular if I do say so myself. Under normal circumstances I could have easily overpowered her. Just then as if she could read my mind she jerked my chain again to let me know who was in control as we came to a locked metal door at the bottom of the steps.

With a loud squeaking sound the door opened and I was led inside by my leash. The room was completely dark but lights suddenly came on, temporarily blinding me. As I gradually gained my sight I looked around the room to see my fate.

It was a large windowless chamber with concrete block walls. Throughout the room were scattered various, cages, restraints, and unimaginable torture devises. As I took in everything, I instinctively stepped back and pulled on my leash. Tammy smiled and held my leash firmly. Although her smile was in contrast to the room she set me at ease and I followed her inside. She pressed her body against mine and ground herself against me. For the first time I realized I was incredibly aroused. In fact more aroused than anytime in my life. She softly kissed my face and gently fondled my dripping wet erection. I wanted desperately to fuck her. 

Softly she whispered, “You shouldn’t be afraid, Cody.”

Her tone and the fact that she used my real name for the first time that day set me at ease and I began to relax under her control.

She stepped back and looked me in the eyes with an evil glare then continued, ”You should be terrified.”

As Tammy’s words echoed in my ears the heavy metal door behind me abruptly slammed shut. Complete and total fear filled my expression as I turned to look at Brad walking towards us carrying a bottle of champagne and two glasses. Tammy once again jerked my leash and led me reluctantly to the center of the room to where a thick steel cable was hanging from the center of the ceiling. She quickly hooked the cable to my wrist cuffs and stepped away.

Slowly I could feel the cable rising and with it my arms as Brad turned a crank on a far wall. As the cable continued to pull my arms upwards I was forced to bend over at the waist. I whimpered from behind my gag as I was obliged to bow over. Eventually I found myself only able to stare at the cement floor under me. I could hear the pop of a champagne cork, then I heard Tammy say, “To former friends and new slaves.”

The clink of glasses was followed by Brad repeating,”To former friends and new slaves.”

I could hear them enjoying their drink behind me followed by the distinct sound of deep passionate kissing. Moments later I heard footsteps walking towards me. I tried to turn my head but found I was incapable of seeing what was behind me.

I felt Brad’s finger touching my ass and began to wiggle it away from him hoping he would get the hint that I didn’t like it. He laughed as he slide a lubricated finger into me. “That’s it worm,” he said with a cheer in his voice,” resist. Resist every second before you are raped into submission.”

The word “rape” filled my mind as the entirety of what I had done filled my thoughts. ‘Rape’ I repeated to myself. I was not a fag, not even bi. The thought of Brad using me never crossed my mind before. I pulled desperately on the cable hoping to break free but it was useless I was trapped.  Just then I felt something oily and hard enter ass past my sphincter. It was pushed several inches into me while I tightened my ass muscles hoping to prevent it from going deeper. Seconds later I could feel myself being filled with a warm enema. I have to admit it felt good. In fact almost relaxing as my entrails were heated from the inside out. However I soon could feel the enema filling me further and still further. I could feel my abdomen expanding. Within minutes I thought I was going to explode apart and began to panic. I pulled violently on my bonds as I tried frantically to expel the enema from my rear. To my dismay I could feel Brad pushing the tube deeper into me preventing me from relieving myself.

As my ass was being filled, Tammy started smearing a thick cream all over my body. As it was applied I could feel it burning my skin. I later discover it was permanently burning off my hair from, from my head to my toes. The burning on my skin combined with the ever growing cramps inside me caused me to moan in agony from behind my rind gag. Without warning the enema tube was removed and I felt myself suddenly expelling the liquid into a drain in the floor under me. I could feel myself almost emptied when the tube was inserted into me again. And to my regret I again felt myself being filled up from behind. After I was filled and allowed to relieve myself three times the enemas stopped and the cream along with my deadened hair was hosed off of me with icy water.

The sudden chill of the water combined with the relief from the burning cream caused my gagged screams to echo through out the room. Once I was cleaned inside and out I could hear my captors sipping their champagne and kissing behind me as I quietly wept.

After several long moments the couple stopped kissing and I watched as Tammy’s now naked body laid on the floor in front me. She positioned her hairless crotch directly under my still drooling mouth so that my saliva was falling directly onto her mound. I could see the folds of her cunt under me and wanted her more than I ever wanted any woman. I watched helplessly as she used my dripping saliva to lubricate her clit while she began to finger herself.

I was so enthralled in watching Tammy I barely noticed that Brad grabbed my hips until I felt the head of his cock press against my asshole.

I fought desperately to get free. I had never been ass fucked and didn’t want this to be the first. Brad pressed firmly against my hole and pushed several times against my tightened sphincter. He slapped my ass, hard and yelled, “Relax, worm.”

I hated the name worm and tightened my ass muscles harder.

He slapped my ass hard,” Relax worm.” I became afraid he would hit me harder so I relaxed my sphincter.  Brad tried to push himself into me, but I was still too tight.

Meanwhile Tammy was under me smiling and rubbing herself off to orgasm after orgasm.

Finally Brad was able to force himself past my rim and into my ass. The shock of being violated by my friend was humiliating and I started crying again. Tammy reached up and caressed my face. With a knowing smile she said, “You’ll get used to it worm.” She laughed then slid her hands back between her legs to resume masturbating.

Meanwhile Brad grunted repeatedly as he began to thrust himself deeper and deeper. It felt like he was going to literally split me apart. I struggled furiously to get him out of me which only made him fight against me harder. After countless minutes he finally had all of himself into my rear canal. He grabbed my hips tightly and began sliding his shaft in and out of me while tears fell from my eyes onto Tammy’s stomach.

Deep inside my body I could feel Brad’s cock filling and fucking me. I had to admit, that once he was inside I actually liked the way he felt in me and began to wonder if I actually was bi, but just afraid to admit it. I also wondered how long he actually was.

Under me Tammy was still rubbing herself and encouraging her husband to fuck me harder. He gladly obliged and drilled me deeper and faster, until I could feel his erection get thicker deep inside me.  Suddenly I heard him groan loudly as he gave several deep thrusts into me and came in my formerly virgin asshole. I felt his member throbbing inside me and slowly grow limp. Tammy finally stood up completely satisfied and I could hear them kissing behind me.

Without another word my captors left the room leaving me suspended by my wrists behind me back. My ass ached from being fucked as Brad’s cum slowly oozed out of my hole and down my thighs. I sobbed alone hoping desperately this was a bad dream and that I would wake soon.

Instead my body gradually ached more reminding me that my torment was not about to end soon. With no clock nor window I had no concept of time. Each second seemed like an hour and each hour like a month as I remained chained and bent over. Gradually my tears increased as did my bawling behind my gag and my suffering.

My mind was a jumble of confused thoughts. I just wanted to die. My thoughts were of Debbie and being released. In my mind I could see my friend Jason fucking Debbie’s ass just as Brad had fucked me.  But still some deep hidden part of me felt comfort in being kept like this. Even the abuse seemed like welcome attention to me.

After what literally seemed like an eternity to me Tammy came down dressed in a black sheer silk bathrobe. Her diminutive frame was perfectly outlined as she stood before me.

Again she lay under my mouth and used my saliva to lubricate her mound.

As I watched her rub herself she began to speak, “The rules are simple worm. You are no longer human and are merely our property. You are no longer human and have no rights nor freedoms. You are no longer human and may only speak when spoken to. And then you will address all men as Master and all women as Mistress. You are no longer human and exist only to serve others.  If you obey every command with out hesitation you will be allowed to masturbate once a week. But if you break even the smallest command you will be severely punished and not be allowed to cum for as long as we decide. Do you understand worm?

I did understand but I didn’t agree. I knew I had to survive and would agree to anything they said to get away. I closed my eyes and nodded, yes.

I thought I could take a lot of abuse but I usually would masturbate six or seven times a day so ‘maybe-once-a-week’ was not an option. I fought desperately against my bonds again hoping to get free. I knew I could overpower Tammy if I could just get loose. Tammy knowingly smiled and continued satisfying herself.

Suddenly she was interrupted by her cell phone.
“This is Tammy” she replied.

“Oh Hi Debbie,” she said as my heart sank at the mention of my girl friend’s name.
“Oh worm is doing fine,“ she said winking at me, “ Yes everything went according to our plans. He even begged us to enslave him. It was too easy.” That’s when it dawned on me. I was set up. And I began to wonder why Debbie would do a  thing like that to me.

“I am so glad you are enjoying Jason,” Mistress said still rubbing herself under me, “Wow he fucked you four times last night. That is great I am so happy for you.”

Mistress gave me an evil grin as she stared into my eyes then said, “Girl you are so lucky to have Jason and dumped worm.”

Tears once again poured out of my eyes and onto Mistress’ stomach as she continued speaking. After she put away her cell phone she rubbed her foot against my rock hard erection.

After she hung up the phone I sobbed loudly. I felt completely useless and unwanted. The only people who did want me were Tammy and Brad. And they only wanted me as an object not a person.

Moments later  Mistress stood up and walked away briefly. When she returned I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my crotch followed by a loud noise as Mistress smacked my balls with a riding crop.

I howled in agony and fought harder to break free. Without a pause she gave me  another strike on my balls, then another and another. The pain overwhelmed my entire body. My screams were actually audible from behind my gag as my aching balls continued to be assaulted.

Finally she stopped and said, “That is just a small taste of your punishment if you disobey.”

Then to my relief she lowered the cable allowing me to stand upright. Mistress unhooked the cable from my cuffs and stood in front of me holding the riding crop. “On your knees worm,” she commanded, “With your face on the floor.” 

With my balls still stinging from being cropped I slowly got onto my knees. But that wasn’t fast enough for Tammy she cropped face and screamed, “When I tell you to do something. I expect it to be done instantly.”

My cheek was sore from the crop and renewed the ach in my jaw from the ring gag. But as she insisted I got onto my knees and bent over with my head on the floor. I could hear her walking around me. After sever minutes she gently rubbed my ass with the riding crop and said, “ This is how you are to greet any human, silently on your knees and bent over. This is also the only position you are allowed to be in when you are not being used. The only time you are allowed to move is when you are told. Do you understand worm?” Still fearful of the crop in her hand I nodded yes.

She sat on the edge of a small bed along the far wall and ordered me to crawl to her. Mistress lay back on the bed and parted her legs, “lick me off worm.”

I pushed my tongue through the ring of my gag and leaned forward to Mistress’ pussy. My tongue penetrated her pussy lips and quickly found her clit. I could hear her moaning above me as I ran my tongue over her button. Faster and faster I licked her until finally I heard her screaming from a powerful climax. I could feel my cock getting hard from giving Mistress so much pleasure I wanted her  and was certain I could remain hard enough to fuck her if I was given the chance.  The taste of her sex was overpowering. Her scent was intoxicating. Soon my mind was completely focused on nothing else but satisfying Mistress. As I licked her to countless orgasms, I soon forgot about my situation and barely noticed my aching body.

In fact I was so focused on licking Mistress I didn’t notice Brad enter the room until he laid on the bed next to his wife and kissed her. He was naked and I could get a good look at him for the first time. Like his wife Brad was in his late twenties. He had a firm athletic body, which I honestly envied. But what really caught my attention was his cock. Even limp he was seven inches long. However I soon noticed that his erection was almost twelve.

Master sat at the edge of the bed and grabbed my leash. He pulled me away from Mistress and between his legs. Soon I was staring at his massive cock. I knew what he expected and I pulled frantically on the leash and shaking my head. Mistress stood up and smacked my ass with her riding crop. I realized I didn’t have a choice and surrendered to the pull of the leash. He pulled me closer by my leash until the tip of his cock was at my lips. I closed my eyes as he pushed himself in past the ring of my gag. I could feel his warm cock in the back of my mouth. His precum oozed down my throat. Mistress smacked my ass and commanded, “Suck your master, worm.”

With tears pouring down my face as I began sliding my mouth and ring gag along the length of his shaft. I could feel his full ball sac slapping my chin each time I took him deeper.

“Faster” Mistress yelled as she cropped my back. Not wanting to upset her I picked up my pace. Suddenly I tasted the first drop of Master’s cum.

Mistress encouraged me to suck faster by repeatedly smacking my back with her crop. ”Swallow every drop, worm,” Mistress warned as she cropped my back again just then my mouth was instantly flooded with a full load of Master’s cum. I began shocking unable to breath as tried desperately to swallow every drop. Wave after wave of cum shot into my mouth. I could also feel a lot dribbling out of my mouth and down my chin.

When he was down he pulled himself out and pushed me onto the floor.

“We were going to feed you worm,” Master said still holding onto my leash, “But since you didn’t swallow all of my cum you must not be hungry.” He led me by my leash to a small steel cage and pushed me. There was barely enough room for me to kneel with my torso bent over. The cage was shut then locked. I could feel master insert something into my ass then heard a pumping sound and quickly noticed the butt plug he put into me was expanding. Soon it felt like my sphincter was going to be torn apart. Finally he stopped pumping as something made a loud noise on my cage and I could feel him doing something to the plug.

“Get some rest, worm,” Mistress said as they both walked away, “ You have a busy day tomorrow.”

As they left they turned off the lights leaving me in complete darkness. My ass was still sore from the plug. My balls still hurt from the cropping. My arms back and jaw were in agony from being kept in bondage for so long. Just as I thought it couldn’t get any worse I felt ice cold water slowly oozing into my ass through the butt plug. I screamed in frustration from behind the gag as my ass was filled by a very slow enema. There was no hope for me. I remained suffering and caged for countless hours.

Although I knew it was impossible I struggled to get free. I screamed in agony from behind my gag, hoping my tormentors would hear me and show at least a small amount of mercy.  However I knew in my heart there would be no relief for me any time soon. As time seemed to crawl for me I could feel the enema slowly but steadily filling me. I could feel my abdomen stretching.  At which point I didn’t care what my captors did to me as long as they would come down and let the enema out of me.

Eventually I heard the door open and the lights flooded the room. I screamed frantically from my gag trying to get someone’s attention. I heard footsteps approach. I felt some one toughing my ass and then open the cage. When I was pulled out I immediately doubled over from the cramps. I looked down and was shocked when I saw my usually flat stomach was expanded like I was nine months pregnant.
Master had me kneel over the drain and removed the plug allowing me to empty myself. “Very good worm,” Master said, “you took the entire gallon last night.”

After several minutes I was finally empty and Mistress set a dog bowl on the floor in front of me. To my added relief she removed the gag. It took a long time for me to get my jaw to move again. I looked at the bowl, which contained a foul smelling liquid in it, but I didn’t care what it smelled like I was starving. I lowered my face and was about to lap it up when I suddenly felt a sharp crack of a riding crop on my ass.

“You were not giving permission to eat, worm,” Mistress yelled,” Assume your position.”

Quivering from being struck, I bent over with my face to the floor next to the bowl. “Now recite your rules just as I taught you yesterday,” she demanded. As instructed I began to repeat each rule she gave me. When I had repeated them twice to her satisfaction, she finally asked, “What is your name?”

Instinctively I said, “Cody.”

The crop struck my back, “wrong,” she yelled then struck my ass, “Try again.”

With tears pouring down my face I timidly replied,”worm.”

“Very good worm,” Mistress said. She bent over and turned the bowl to show ‘worm’ was engraved on it.

“you may eat, worm,” Mistress said. I lifted my head over the bowl. The smell turned my stomach as I bent over it. I lapped up the contents like an animal and quickly discovered it smelled much better than it tasted.

“Hurry worm you have an appointment today,” the woman warned, “Besides you only get fed once a day and it will be the same thing so get used to it.”

As I lapped it up, I could feel my stomach getting upset. It was disgusting in every conceivable way, yet I was too hungry to care and to the surprise of my former friends I finished it and literally licked the bowl clean.

When I finished Master pulled me to my feet. He grabbed my leash and led me upstairs. My feet were still shackled so I was forced to take small steps which irritated Master. But instead of removing the shackles he had Mistress walk behind swatting my ass to keep me moving faster. After we got up the stairs They put me into the back seat of their car and we rode off.

It was a bright sunny morning, and from the radio, I realized I have held captive for three days. As we rode through the city several guys on a street corner noticed me while we stopped at a traffic light. They all cheered and whistled. To my shock I recognized one of them from school. He walked up to the car and asked, “is that you Cody?” I turned my head in complete shame. Mistress quickly replied, “Tell him your name.”

Sobbing from complete humiliation I whispered,”worm.”

“Louder,” Mistress demanded.

“Worm,” I said much louder this time. The man laughed and was about to say something else. But fortunately the light changed and we rode off again.

Almost a half an hour later we stopped at an old secluded garage outside of town. I could see three guys watching us pull in. I prayed they weren’t going to take me out here with all this guys around. My captors got out and Master grabbed my leash pulling me behind him. The three guys at the garage joined us before we could go inside. “So this is worm,” one of the men said. He was older than the others and smiled as we walked closer. “He is a nice piece of meat,” one of the other guys said as the three men looked me over. Finally the older man took my leash from Master and said,” Let’s go.”

He led me inside with everyone else following behind. He removed my collar and held up a new stainless steel collar with a large D ring. On the front ‘worm’ was inscribed. He turned the collar around to show my owners there was no key hole. “once this is on, there is no way it will ever come off,” he explained. “no” I screamed and stepped back. The other two men quickly grabbed me to hold me steady. He slipped it around my neck and secured it in place.  It was much wider than my other collar and a little tighter allowing me much less movement in my neck. But it no longer mattered if it was too tight it wasn’t coming off.

Next they removed my leather ankle cuffs and replaced them with stainless steel cuffs with large D rings as well. Like the collar there was no keyhole. The two men secured my ankles apart to bolts fixed into the floor. I gasped in relief as they removed my wrist cuffs and allowed me to move my arms for the first time in days. However my freedom was short lived as they grabbed my arms and held me steady so they could secure a pair of stainless steel cuffs around my wrists. Similar to the other cuffs, there was a large D ring and no key hole. They hooked the wrists cuffs to a chain hanging from the ceiling.

After I was secure the older man began to measure my waist and crotch. He stroked my cock several times to get me hard then measured my shaft.

I looked at him and hesitantly asked, “What are you doing?”

With a big grin, he replied,” I am measuring you for your chastity belt.”

My eyes widened in terror as I fought to break free and screamed for help. Everyone laughed at my futile attempts.

Finally the man asked my owners, “do you want it with a lock so it can be removed or without lock?”

I looked pleadingly at my former friends and begged, “Please Master. Please Mistress.”

With mock concern Mistress caressed my face and replied,” With a lock I suppose. Otherwise we couldn’t take out his worm dick to torture.” I sobbed in relief as she spoke, and then she continued, “But make sure there is no space for him to get an erection.”

The old man smiled and walked away.  He came back with a stainless steel chastity belt. It had a wide steel band that would lock around my waist. A plate in the front of the band was a curved steel plate that perfectly covered my crotch and prevented any access to my cock and balls once it was in place. There were also holes it the front to allow me to piss. At the bottom of the curved plate was another steel band that went between my legs and separated at my ass into two steel bands. The two steel bands then followed the outside of my ass cheeks until they were secured to the first band around my waist. The lock was on the back of the waist band so I wouldn’t be able to tamper with it. It looked just alike a stainless steel jockstrap.

I twisted in my new bonds as he slipped it on me for size. Fortunately I could feel my cock expanding inside the chastity belt to full erection, and hoped no one noticed. Unfortunately there was no such luck. He removed the belt and asked,” I can use a solid steel filler in the crotch area to prevent his erections or I can use sharpened points so it hurts him anytime he tries to get erect.”

I knew the answer as soon as I saw Mistress’ expression and blurted, “Please no Tammy.”

Master immediately slapped my ass and said, “How dare you call her by her name.”

Master turned to the man and replied, “the points.”

For the next hour I watched as the man wielded dozens of points on the inside of the chastity belt, where my shaft would be. He also put several near the area for my balls so they would be in constant torment. He then meticulously sharpened each one. When he was done he slipped it around my waist and pulled it up. Instantly the spikes dug into my shaft causing me to loose my erection. Once it was in place my dick had to remain completely limp.   Finally he handed a key to each of my owners then unlocked my ankle cuffs from the bolts in the floor only to attach a two foot chain onto them again.

The two men also unhooked my wrist cuffs from the overhead chain.

“Kneel worm” Master said.

Crying from the pain of spikes digging into my penis and balls, I got down of my knees and put my head at his feet. “Thank these men by sucking them off.”

Slowly I lifted my head and knelt in front of the older man who already had his cock pulled out and waiting for me. I looked at Brad and prayed he was kidding. He just smiled and I knew I had no choice but to comply. I took his shaft into his mouth and began pumping with my lips. As I worked him I could feel my own shaft try to harden, but was painfully stopped by the spikes. I groaned in agony as my penis became limp again. Several times while I was sucking my shaft tried becoming erect only to be stopped each time. Moments later I could taste the man’s cum filling my mouth. Fortunately I was able to swallow it all this time as Mistress ordered. Eventually I sucked off all the other men including my Master. Regrettably my shaft constantly tried getting hard only making me suffer more for the effort.

After I finished Mistress hooked my leash to my new collar and led me back to the car while Master spoke with the other men for a few minutes. She pushed me into floor in front of her seat and lifted her skirt. Grabbing my leash she pushed my face into her crotch and told me to lick her off. As I licked her the scent and taste of her sex made me extremely aroused. My shaft pushed into the spikes in the chastity belt and refused to go limp even though it was in pain and could not grow harder beyond an inch. When Master got in and we drove off, I continued licking her to several intense climaxes. Unfortunately I remained turned on during the entire time I licked her making me suffer while she was pleasured.

It was late by the time we returned to their house, so they simply put me into the small cage and locked it shut. Fortunately they didn’t lock my hands behind my back, so I had at least some comfort as I knelt in the cramped cage. Surprisingly I did manage to fall asleep in spite of the awkward position in which I was forced to remain. However several times I was rudely awaken when my penis tried to get hard and forced itself into the spikes. Each time I woke I would howl in pain, but eventually I would drift back off to sleep.

Eventually the lights came on and I heard foot steps approaching. The gate to my cramped cage was opened and I felt Master grab my hips. He knelt behind me then pressed his cock against my ass. Knowing his intention and realizing there is nothing I could do to stop him, I began to whimper. With no lubrication he forced himself inside my hole and grunted as he pushed himself deeper. Finally he was in the entire way and he began pumping me.

Under my chastity belt I could feel my own cock begin to stir as Master fucked me. But when my shaft grew the slightest bit it was cruelly meet with the sharp points. I started moaning in pain from my dry rape combined with my tortured cock. Once again tears of frustration poured down my face.

A few minutes later he came in me and pulled himself out. He smacked my ass and said,” That is how a real man gets rid of his morning erection, by raping his slave.”  I sobbed upon hearing his words. I wanted so desperately to cum but knew it wasn’t likely to happen for at least a few more days. And worst he was right I was nothing more than a slave to him.

He pulled me out of the cage and pushed my face into a bowl of my slop. I couldn’t believe it actually tasted worse than the day before. As I bent over eating, Master inserted an enema tube into my ass and began filling me from behind. A moment later he stood over me and began pissing into my bowl. I looked at him with tears pouring down my face. The humiliation of being forced to drink piss was overwhelming, but I knew I no longer had a choice. When he finished relieving himself he walked away and said,” Finish everything in your bowl quickly, worm. Your Mistress wants to use you today.”

After he left I went back to eating my piss soaked slop. I couldn’t believe how low I had sunk in so short of a time. I was nothing more than a toy for my friends to abuse. Although I honestly could no longer see them as friends, they were my owners. I was a mere object and they were human with absolutely no respect for me. But I had to admit I no longer had any respect for myself either.

As I lapped up my meal I could feel my abdomen filling up from the enema making it more difficult to eat. But I knew there would be no excuses for not eating so I forced it down and fought back the urge to vomit.

I had finished my meal just as Mistress came down. She was wearing a very small pink bikini along with high heels. She looked stunning. My cock thought so too because it instantly tried getting hard but once again were painfully stopped by the points in my chastity belt.

She pushed in on my stomach to feel me being filled. Finally she removed the enema tube and had me squat over a nearby drain in the floor to empty myself. As I was draining she placed a very large dildo gag in my mouth and locked it around my head. In side my mouth, the gag filled me almost to my throat, which gave me a constant feeling of the need to vomit. The outside of the gag had a twelve inch long rubber dildo that drooped down like a limp cock.

Once I finished draining the enema, Mistress secured a two foot long hobble chain to my ankle cuffs and said, “Follow me, worm.”

She walked ahead of me up the stairs to the kitchen. My chains rattled as I tried to keep up with her.

“I want scrabbled eggs, toast and coffee,” she said before she walked out side to lie in the sun.

As I made her breakfast, the aroma of the food smelled so wonderful. I would have loved to have even the smallest bite, just to get the foul taste of my slop out of my mouth. But I had a bad feeling I was never going to be allowed such a privilege, which caused me to cry again at my predicament.

I also tried to look down at the chastity belt but my collar wouldn’t allow me to bend my neck, so I had to use my fingers to feel the smooth metal plate locked over my crotch. I frantically felt along the outside of the steel plate for even the smallest opening to my genitals, but there was none.  I would have gladly given anything just to masturbate, but I no longer had anything to offer. My “friends” now owned me completely. And if their treatment of me was any indication, it would be a very long time before I was every allowed to cum again if at all.

“I am hungry worm,” I heard Mistress scream from outside.

Finishing her breakfast I quickly carried it out on a tray and held it in front of her while she leisurely ate. I watched helplessly as she enjoyed each morsel, wishing I could have only a small taste. Mistress only ate a portion of her meal then sat back sipping her coffee as I stood there still holding her tray like a piece of furniture.

I watched her firm body as she reclined on the couch. Naturally my cock tried getting hard but was stopped at only an inch making me moan in pain from behind my gag. Mistress rubbed her bare foot against my thighs and smiled knowing I couldn’t get hard.

“Do the dishes worm.” Mistress commanded,”then return here when you are done.”

I hobbled as fast as I could back into the house to clean the dishes as she instructed me. I was almost done, when I heard her yell,”worm.”

I tried to run to her but my chains caused me to trip in the yard. I crawled the rest of the way to Mistress who handed me a bottle of sun tan lotion and removed her bikini top. I moaned in agony as my cock fought to get hard. She had me cover her entire body with the lotion, and then sent me to scrub the kitchen floor on my hands and knees with a sponge.

All day long she had me clean the house and serve her while she relaxed outside. By the end of the day I was exhausted, but was never allowed even the slightest rest. Several times throughout the day she would have me kneel in front of her and have me fuck her with the dildo sticking out of my mouth. After she would cum, she would merely kick me away from her and tell me to get back to work.

By late afternoon Mistress led me back downstairs and hooked my wrist cuffs to the cable hanging from the ceiling. She removed the dildo gag then winched my arms over my head until I was barely able to stand on my toes. She also took a long bull whip from the wall and shoved it into my mouth. Without a word she went back upstairs.

For more than an hour I hung there awaiting my fate. My jaw was still aching from being forced open by the gag all day, but hurt worse now that I had to hold the whip in my mouth. Desperately I tried to keep my grip on it. Unfortunately my jaw muscles became too worn out and the whip feel to the floor. I knew I would suffer dearly for such a simple mistake and began to sob.

A few hours later my owners came down. Mistress was still wearing her bikini and Master only a pair of cut off shorts. Both of them looked fantastic making me moan in agony as my cock tried to get hard at the site of their gorgeous bodies.

As they walked closer, Mistress picked up the whip and looked at me.

“Please forgive me Mistress,” I begged, “I am so sorry I dropped the whip.”

Master took the whip from her and cracked it once on the floor between my feet.

“We were going to let you masturbate next week, worm,” she said as she sat on the bed nearby, “But for dropping the whip, you will have to wait an extra month before you will be allowed that privilege.”

“Please Mistress,” I whimpered, “Please anything but a month.”

“Ok” she said with a cruel smile as she laid on the nearby bed, “Two Months.”

“No,” I yelled, “Please no.”
“Very well six months,” she said as she slid her fingers under her bikini bottoms, “Or would you like to try for a whole year.”

I realized I was doomed no matter what I would say. “Mistress please six months is enough please no more, “ I cried.

Just then I watched in horror as Master drew back the whip. He suddenly lashed it across my chest, the tip circling around my body to my back. Instantly my screams filled the room as the pain shot through my body like an inferno.

With no break in between, he then whipped my arms back and legs. Each strike of the whip hurt worse the prior one. Soon I was screaming constantly from the agony, my helpless body struggling violently to break free and avoid the whip.

Eventually Master became so aroused from beating me he fucked his wife on the bed in front of me. As the two enjoyed each other, I provided the ‘mood music’ for them by screaming in total agony.

Once Master came in his wife, the two relaxed on the bed watching me struggle. Finally she kissed her husband and said, “Whip worm again. It really turns me on listening to him suffer.”

He kissed his wife and said, “Anything for you.”

He got off the bed and picked up the whip again.

I shook my head in disbelief as he walked closer and drew back the whip.

“Please no” I whimpered.

A cruel smile came over his face as the whip lashed out at my helpless body. Naturally I began screaming again. Occasionally through my tears I would notice Mistress rubbing herself off to countless orgasms while I entertained her by suffering. Soon my entire body except for my locked crotch was covered in angry welts. After a few dozen lashes I finally passed out.

At some point I woke up in the dark still hanging by my wrists. I cried from the pain still raging through out me. I was also crying because I could see no end to my torment. I never imagined anyone could be this cruel. But my new owners proved it was very possible. I honestly wanted to die so I could go to hell for a rest. All night I was only able to hang uncomfortably and sob.

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.