Cumdumpster Saga

*As always, every character is 18+*

The next morning the boy wakes up on the floor of the basement, his muscles aching. He can feel his body is dripping in sweat from the latex suit he has been forced into wearing. He tries to stand but his arms and legs are bound.

"Good, you're awake." A voice says from behind him.

He turns his head to see the man sitting in a chair, dressed in a latex suit, his legs spread wide. One hand massaging the bulge in his suit, the other playing with the electric shock remote.

"Same rules as yesterday faggot. Disobey and the shock will be much, much worse. Are we clear?"

"Please please don't shock me again. It hurts too much."

"Good, now, tell me. Are you a pathetic little faggot boy, or a real man?"

The boy tries to show a brave face and attempts to stare down the man despite his vulnerable situation, "You are a sick bastard! Get me out of this suit and let me go!"

The old man smiles and clicks the button. A sharp zap shoots through the boys balls and he screams. The man slowly stands up and presses the toe of his rubber boot into the boys cheek.

"God, look at you in that ridiculous sissy gimp suit. Those inflated rubber tits, those padded hips and arse. You look like a perverted Barbie doll. Kiss my boot heel, you fucking faggot."

"Go fuck yourself."

The man clicks the button and pain surges through the boys groin. He screams and writhes in agony. This time the pain does not stop. The old man unzips the rear of his rubber suit to expose his ass and cock.

"You are making too much noise faggot, my arsehole will quiet you down as I punish you. Taste that sweat and rubber faggot."

He crouches down and smothers the boy's face with his arse. The boy tries to scream but the sound is muffled.

"There, much better. Get that tongue nice and deep in there, slut. Get me off and maybe I will let you breathe."

The boy struggles to breath. He can feel the sweat dripping onto his tongue. The rubbery taste is overwhelming. His body convulses and he starts to lose consciousness. The man starts to piston his huge cock, grinding his ass deep onto the boys face.

"I'm getting close faggot, better hurry."

The boy pushes his tongue deep inside the man's hole. He can feel the walls contracting. His mind starts to fog and his vision becomes blurred. Just before he loses consciousness the man erupts, shooting his load all over the boy's rubber tits. He releases the button and the electric shocks cease.

"Now you know what happens when you tell your superiors to go fuck themselves. You have one more chance before I turn the electricity on and leave it on for an hour. Kiss my boot heel again, faggot."

The boy trapped in a delirious haze of pain and breathlessness rolls his face to plant a kiss on the top of the boot.

"Good boy, see how easy it is to obey. Did you enjoy the taste of my ass, sissy bitch?"

The boy just pathetic whimpers, tears running down his shiny face. His rubber suit crinkles as he tries to curl up into a ball. The man crouches down and whisper in the crying boys ear.

"This is just the start of your torment sissy. You will be broken and used and humiliated until I'm satisfied. You will reach depths of depravity you never thought possible." He plants a long kiss on the boys lips. "I'm going to rape your arse now."

The boy tries to struggle but his arm bindings are too tight. The man grabs the boy's knees and pulls them back, exposing his tight puckered hole. The man spits into the boys arse and begins to slide his cock into the hole.

"That's it slut, open up for me, take my cock. I know you want it."

He starts to thrust, slowly at first, but increasing in pace and intensity. The boy whimpers and moans as the massive cock slides deep inside him.

"God damn faggot, your ass opens up so easily for me. Your ass was meant to be raped. Feel that cock stretch your ass wide open."

He pounds the boys hole harder and harder, the wet slap of latex on latex echoes around the basement. To his horror, the boy feels his cock harden as his prostate is battered.

"You like this, don't you, sissy bitch. You like being my little rape toy."

"No, please stop. Please, I'll do anything."

The old man rubs the boys cock through his latex suit.

"That's it faggot, feel your own dick get hard as I rape your ass. Feel the pleasure and pain. Feel the shame of knowing that you love being raped by a man. That your only purpose is to be used."

The boy starts to moan through his sobs. His body trembling. He can't stop himself from cumming.

"Oh, yes faggot, cum for me. Cum like a whore while I rape you."

The boy cries and moans as he explodes inside his rubber suit. His cock spewing a torrent of hot cum. His ass clenches around the hard cock. The man groans and fills the boys hole with his cum.

"I don't think you realise how perfect your ass is boy, the way it contracts around my cock, milking me. Fuck, you are going to make a fine little cumbucket."

The old man slowly withdraws his cock from the boys tight hole. The boy shudders and gasps.

"Please, please let me go. Please."

The old man looks at the pitiful figure and laughs.

"Are you kidding me? I'm would be a fool to let an ass like that go to waste."

As if ti punctuate his point, the man leisurely inserts two fingers into the boys stretched asshole. He lets a satisfied smile spread across his face as he feels the tight rubbery tunnel.

"Your ass is going to get a lot more use faggot. A lot more use."

"Ple...please.."

The old man pulls his fingers out and wipes them over the boys lips.

"Shhhh now. Now here is the deal. I make my money abducting slutty little twenty-something boys and girls and turning them into sissies and sex toys. However, your ass is just too good to sell so im keeping it for myself. Your will be my faggoty latex baby boy and I will be your loving Rubber Daddy."

The man grips the boys chin and kisses him deeply, his tongue probing deep inside the boys mouth. He reaches down and gives the boys cock a squeeze.

"I will let you process your new life, faggot. I will return in an hour or so to feed and bath you. Daddy likes to takes good care of his rubber slaves."

He zips up his fly and leaves the basement, closing the door behind him. The boy cries and moans in his prison, the sticky latex suit clinging to his skin. It could not have been more than 12 hours in the latex wrapped nightmare and his resolve was already waning.