A worm's story

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.