Cumdumpster Saga

A young man wakes up in a dark basement. He realises that he is bent at the waist. arms tied behind him, legs spread wide apart. He looks down to see a pair of enormous rubber breasts attached to his chest. He is trapped in a full body latex sex doll suit, a bright red O-ring gag stuffed into his mouth preventing him from calling out. The suit is bright pink and emasculating.

As he tries to stand he finds his legs won't move, only his shoulders move. He turns his head to see his ankles and knees tied to a bar which in turn is connected to a spreader bar, keeping his legs locked at the knee, his crotch exposed.

He tries to speak but all that comes out is a pathetic muffled cry. He looks up to see a figure walking down the stairs in front of him, his eyes widen and a whimper escapes him.

"So, you're awake now?" A male voice says.

The figure reaches the ground floor, wearing a black latex suit, a large bulge growing on his crotch.

"Well, this is what happens to little sissy boys who think its safe to walk alone at night." He says as he grabs the back of the young man's head.

"Look at you, a pathetic little faggot pretending to be a real man, it's laughable really. You're nothing more than a worthless piece of shit."

The figure pulls the red O-ring out of the young man's mouth, saliva strings stretch between the gag and his lips.

"P...please what do you want? I'll do anything you want, just let me go." He stutters.

The older man laughs and drops the gag. "Anything? Well, let's see what we can do then."

He walks around to the other side of the young man, stroking his hand over his shoulder and down his back, stopping at his ass.

"Nice ass boy, so nice and round and juicy, like a girls ass, so fuckable."

"Please, I'm begging you, let me go!" The boy cries.

"No, no, you said you would do anything, you can't take it back now."

The older man unzips his fly and his huge cock falls out. It was at least 10 inches. Covered in thick veiny black rubber.

"This is what's going to happen. You are going to suck my cock until i cum down your throat. Then you are going to beg me to fuck your arse. Do you understand?"

"Fuck you, I'm not doing anything for you, get away from me."

"Suit yourself, but if you don't do what I say then things are going to get a lot worse."

He takes hold of the young man's head and forces his cock into his mouth. It slides easily between his lips and fills his mouth completely, hitting the back of his throat.

"Yeah, that's it boy, suck that cock. Show me what a good little slut you can be. Actually you're not a boy at all, you are a sissy faggot sex doll aren't you."

The young man resists but the older man continues thrusting, forcing the thick member further into his mouth and throat.

"Suck on it bitch, taste the precum, you like the taste don't you?"

He pushes his cock deeper into the boys throat and his eyes widen in shock. He gags and splutters but the cock stays there.

"Don't fight it boy, swallow it all, take the whole thing. You know you want it."

The boy struggles to breathe, his lungs desperate for air. Tears stream down his cheeks as the older man's cock is forced down his throat. He chokes and coughs, struggling to get enough oxygen.

"That's it bitch, choke on that cock, I know you want it, I can feel your tongue sliding over the tip."

The boy can feel the cock throbbing inside him, it is so big, so hard, so powerful.

"Fuck, are you ready for your first taste of my cum, slut?"

He thrusts his hips forward and cums, shooting a thick rope of hot white cum down the boys throat. He tries to scream but can't. His mouth is filled with the thick musky liquid. He gags and struggles for breath, choking on the cum.

"Take it all bitch, swallow it all. Feel my seed dripping down your throat, feel my essence fill your body."

The older man groans as he explodes inside the boy, filling his mouth and throat with his thick cum. He continues to thrust, his cock slamming into the boys throat, pushing it deeper into his body.

"Feel my cum inside you, feel it sliding down your throat, feel it filling your belly, feel it making you mine. Feel me inside you.

He pulls out and cums all over the boys face. Covering his latex mask in sticky jizzum. Tears rolling down the boys face, it tasted horrible.

"That look of defiance will fade away sooner enough, I know you are a latex sissy at heart."

The older man reaches around the boys waist and finds the zipper that runs down the crotch of the suit. He pulls it down and the boys cock pops out, hard and leaking pre-cum.

"See, I told you, you're a fucking faggot."

"Please, please, just leave me alone." The boy pleads, his voice hoarse from the cock.

"Shut up bitch, you are going to do everything I tell you, or else."

The boy whimpers as the man strokes his cock. He starts to cry, knowing that the man will make him do anything.

"What a little sissy you are, crying because I'm making you suck my cock. How many times have you sucked off some guy's dick in the park and never shed a tear?"

The man slides a small rubber ring around the around the kidnapped boys balls and brings a small remote into view. "This is my sissy trainer, I will ask you questions and when I get an answer I don't like, I will press this button and send thousands of volts of electricity into your faggot balls, understand slut?"

"Ye..yes"

"Good, now tell me, why are you crying, are you a pathetic little faggot boy or do you really think you are a man?"

"I...I am not faggot." The boy whimpers.

The man presses the button and the boy screams as the electricity courses through his balls.

"Wrong answer slut."

"Please, please, let me go"

The perverted old man clicked the button again, and again, and again, sending waves of electric torture through the young man's balls. He writhes in agony, his screams filling the room.

"Stop screaming, slut! Now answer my question properly. Are you a pathetic little faggot boy or a man."

"I am not a faggot, please let me go!"

"Wrong answer again."

He pushes the button and holds it down. The boys screams reach a crescendo as he blacks out from the torture.

"Faggot." The old man snarls.

He picks up the boy's limp body and carries him over to St. Andrews cross. Securing his wrists and ankles in place. "Sleep well bitch, we will repeat this ordeal until you accept your place"