She/IT has no idea whether it is night or day, kept in semi-permanent darkness. Even when the blindfold is removed the hoods opaque lens don’t let in enough light for IT to tell. IT is ecstatic to serve and provide pleasure, and knows that sleep is only expected when IT is fully restrained in ITs cage. Sometimes ITs 3 holes will be filled while in the cage, this is regarded as a special treat……
Keep cleaning sissy, this house needs to be as shiny as you
want this to be my life
Be careful what you wish for….
All I wanted was to be in chastity service to my wife, eventually the cage became one of those tiny micro cages with a steel urethral tube - squished and impaled. Then she suggested I should probably dress as the maid while I was performing my house chores. I thought she meant a simple maids outfit. But no, me and HER tiny chastised cock are sealed and locked into this rubber maids outfit. I have on a silicone female torso to simulate my breasts and similar rubber panties which hide away my chastised cock. The hood seals my head except for a couple of nasal tubes, and my mouth is lined with rubber and then off course gagged. My vision behind the opaque lenses is limited, but SHE insists this is ok and sufficient to carry out my tasks. SHE especially likes to make my chores more difficult for me, it gives HER pleasure and is therefore ok. Personally, it does give me a buzz but SHE always teases me that there will be a next step soon……
It’s ok….I’ll put the ballgag harness and hood on you before they arrive. None of the Dommes will recognise you, and the gimps are only allowed to cum when they are fully enclosed in rubber, well except their cocks which will be uncaged and released for this ‘event’. Yes, they are normally in chastity and denied any pleasure or orgasms. Let’s call this community service, enabling them to bring their gimps to be treated to a rare PiV orgasm, and you get all the cock you’ve ever wanted. I can’t imagine how desperate they’ll be to fuck your pussy! Maybe one of the Dommes will take a shine to you, if you satisfy their gimp, and make me an offer I can’t refuse….!
Gorgeous Sealed in and Fully focussed on breathing through that small hole….she has no idea when or if the hood will be pulled off or not….she does know a roll of duct tape sits nearby!
I chuckle to myself. I really drank many cocktails to loosen my limbs and mind to be able to dance with my boyfriend and the other guys. Now I really have to empty my almost exploding bladder. I passionately kiss my boyfriend, wink at him and leave the dance floor.
In the bathroom, there strangely is not a single toilet. Instead, in the stall there is kneeling some rubber gimp with a urinal mask.
A smirk wanders into my face. „Well, well, what do we have here,“ I say, lurching towards the gimp. I open up the zipper of my pants and say with a cocky voice: „Looks like someone is about to get a little treat from me! My boyfriend won‘t let me dominate him, so you will get to enjoy that pleasure!“
I‘ve absolutely never been a sadistic guy, actually, I was really nice to everyone. Also, I‘m the more submissive one in the couple. But I‘m really drunk and seeing that gimp on the floor instantly gives me a feeling of dominance and masculinity. I suddenly feel a strong urge to show that gimp its place by completely filling it up.
But when I whip out my pride, it instantly gets rock hard. „Damn, it will be hard to piss like that,“ I say, „let alone hit the target.“
I take another step closer to the gimp. „Man, I‘m horny…“
I press and knead my shaft and fight to get the piss out. „Hah, sweet release!“, I sigh as it slowly flows down into the mask of the gimp. Smiling I let all the golden juice satisfy the moaning and gulping gimps thirst. And when I finished, listening to this low creatures moans has filled me with so much lust that I continue to knead my balls and stroke my shaft. And the gimp is doing the same with his! Something happened when that gimp drank my piss.
“Oh, yes, now you‘ll get your real treat!“, I moan in ecstasy and go on and on, until … „I … will … fill you … with … my essence!“ And I manage to ram my junk right into the reservoir of the mask, my balls sitting perfectly into the bowl and my shaft into the gimps mouth as I start screaming.
I feel hot loads of fluid shooting through my junk, into the gimps mouth, again and again, thrust by thrust, way more than I ever had shot out, it had to be litres, no dozens of them. I close my eyes and enjoy filling up that gimp with … with … I get so sleepy … my senses disappear … I fill that … gimp … with … me …
As the ecstasy and the hot satisfaction in my junk disappears, I feel something in my mouth. It‘s completely filled with a hot, slimy substance, and there‘s some fleshy thing in it! And I just have to suck it! I open my eyes, but I see nothing but blackness. What did just happen?
The shaft is pulled out of my mouth and I can swallow the substance in my mouth. I hear a zipper being pulled up. Someone pats my rubbered head and calls me a good, obedient gimp. A rush of joy fills me. A stall door is being opened and then closed. I guess he is gone. I rearrange my body into a more submissive pose to make a more fitting appearance for what I am. By completely filling me up, this guy has definitely shown me my place: Down on the floor, clothed in rubber, robbed of my identity, turned into an object by a urinal mask. A urinal mask that is more my face than my actual face is. A urinal mask my owner gave me to do my job in his club and serve his customers.
The skintight rubber I wear squeaks as it moves over my skin. The urinal mask is so tight around my head. I‘m so horny. I‘m proud for having satisfied that customer as I ought to do. I continue rubbing my throbbing junk. Maybe I can finish until the next customer arrives. Though I‘d really love to have that dominant guy from before with me, he sounded so hot and I‘d love to be dominated by him more! But he‘s probably with his boyfriend again, they will party a bit more and then leave forever, like so many other guys I pleasured in this stall room. I will stay alone here and pleasure myself like the little piece of shit that I am - oh, the bathroom door is opening! Hope master is proud of me when he hears how many customers I pleasured today!
