TRAPPED AND USED (M/m) - new story - chapter 3 - 7/07/2024

[Hornysub]

TRAPPED AND USED (M/m)
Or how I became my roommate’s slave despite myself
FICTIONAL STORY about a solo rubber try-on haul with an unforeseen ending with my then-roommate and now current Master.

Hey everyone, Hornysub here.

A quick disclaimer about this story. As you can guess (and have hopefully read) this is a completely fictional story depicting a lot, if not all, of my biggest fantasies. This might be similar to other stories you have read in the past and this is completely normal. I think I have read all horny-gay-bondage-rubber-master/slave stories that exist on the Internet, and this is where I sometimes get my inspiration. My goal is not to rewrite or continue some stories I have read but rather use them to create a new one so please do not take it plagiarism but rather a tribute, a homage if you will, to all the other amazing horny writers like me. Nonetheless, I tried to make it as new and original as possible, you’ll see.
I sincerely hope you will enjoy my story as much as I enjoy writing it, usually locked up in my chastity cage, sitting on one of my vibrating plugs and with my gas mask on sniffing on some old underwear (feel free to send me yours…). You will also read real stuff about me, especially at the very beginning of the story, but the rest is fiction. I would be happy to have horny conversations with you in private or on Twitter @sherryrrehc about my story, or anything you want actually.
Also, this story is written in English which is not my mother tongue (French-speaking Belgian here) so you might find some grammar or vocabulary mistakes in there, please be indulgent (but you’re welcome to punish me…).
That’s it Sirs and subs, enjoy!

Hornysub.



CHARACTERS:

HUGO – the Master
Tall, lean and muscled, short dark hair, rugby player
FINN – the slave
Quite tall but smaller than Hugo, with short brown hair, lean

CHAPTER 1 – home alone?

I always knew I had, let’s say, particular tastes, as far as my sexual life was concerned. Not much like Christian Gray, but rather the opposite. I crave submission in a very strange way. It always turned me as far as I can remember, from the very first time I discovered masturbation, to be submitted to men, be under their control, at their mercy for some reason I can’t really explain. Strange because in my everyday life, I like to be in control of everything, nothing is left to chance.

I always found it so hot to be dependent on somebody else for sexual pleasure and for some time I thought it was strange, unnatural, and weird. But with time I’ve come to accept it and embrace it, even speaking about it online or with my friends which is a great step forward.

However, I always thought I was doomed. First of all, I’m gay, and in my family “we don’t do that type of shit”. Second I’m a sub, and I feel like for one gay dom into the same shit as me out here, there are 100.000 slaves far better looking than I am wanting him and actually getting him, and I’m just here, waiting for my dream dom/sub relationship, locking my own dick up, plugging myself and sniffing on my own dirty underwear just to feel something and get closer to it knowing it will never happen to me.

This is one of those nights, where I’m all alone in my shared apartment in the city I’m studying in. Hugo, my piping hot roommate is out with his friends much like every other night, which is a great opportunity to have a horny time sniffing on one of his dirty underwear.

One thing about Hugo is that I think he is honestly one of the prettiest men I have ever seen. From the moment I saw him, I couldn’t stop thinking about him when jerking off or reading those horny M/m stories online, or even watching gay porn.

He is tall, 1m90, he has short dark hair, he is so lean I don’t think he eats carbs like ever (I know he does, but I don’t know how it is possible to look that good when you eat fast food four times a week), he plays rugby and goes to the gym so no need to tell you that his body is so good-looking and muscled, he has that deep straight voice (if you know you know), he has facial hair, not too much but not too little, he has a very nice bumpy ass, anyway, he is awesome.

As soon as Hugo was out, I ran to our bathroom and took the first thing I saw in his basket which was a long, sweat-stained practice sock. Not too ripe to be honest but far enough for me.

I went back to my room and immediately got into my one-piece black rubber catsuit. Got it was perfect. I ordered it online when I finally got enough money. It was perfect, 3mm thick, back zipper, cock and ass openings, integrated hood with eyes, mouth, and nostrils openings too. Worth the price if you ask me.

Before getting in though I had to lock myself up in my chastity cage. This one I had for quite some time, it was a stainless steel one, quite small actually but definitely getting me the restraining sensation I’m looking for. Once locked in, I put the keys on my desk by my door and got in the suit, would’ve been impossible the other way around.

There I was, finally suited up. Before putting the hood on I got my earplugs connected to my phone in case I decided to switch to porn. Next, I got my gas mask on and my vibrating plug in, the smaller one, I’m trying to get better at keeping it in for extended periods of time.

All ready, rubbered up, locked, plugged, and masked, I get on my bed and lie down, taking my phone for some horny time, and putting Hugo’s dirty practice sock at the end of my gas mask funnel, all alone. Well at least I thought I was. The smell was not too strong, but not too weak either, it was perfect.

I’ve always had a thing for men's bodily odour, especially dirty underwear and that kind of stuff. Don’t really know why but it turns me on so freaking much, it’s like I get to smell then, let their smell enter me, I don’t know maybe I should stop here or it will get too weird. But I can assure you that you’d like that too with a man as good-looking as Hugo.

It usually takes me quite some time to cum as you can imagine. This is surely a horny predicament for someone like me, but I like to make things last and let the hornyness settle in, also, remember that I am locked up and my chastity cage is small and in stainless steel (about 5cm long).

I usually lock my door when I have some fun as my earplugs make it difficult for me to hear if Hugo, or anybody else, enters the apartment. It is also quite difficult for me to see clearly when I lie down wearing my gas mask which tends to fog up when I get too excited.

I usually read stories on here, thugstories, when I “jerk off” because it is hard to find pieces of writing depicting such fantasies out here. It’s like my little oasis and every time I watch porn or other stuff, I always come back to logging on here to cum.

Anyway, after maybe three hours of reading, well re-reading again and again, thugstories and pulling on my chastity cage it was finally time to cum, still thinking about Hugo, and smelling him. So horny as always. I like cuming while I’m locked because it doesn’t feel like cuming, do you know what I mean? The hornyness doesn’t seem to fade away afterwards, or at least not as much as when you masturbate. But it had been so long since the last time I came “normally” so I had to take my cage off.

So I get up and go to my desk where I left my keys, but nothing. I swear I left them there; I always do. Maybe it was the gas mask that prevented me from seeing clearly so I tried to take it off but felt a hand preventing me from doing it.

- Already tired of sniffing on my dirty sock Finn?

I instantly froze. I recognised the voice, even with my ear plugs I could tell that it was Hugo, fuck, it can’t be possible. I turned around and couldn’t say a thing.

- What do we have here ahah, look at you, this is some freak-ass shit Finn what the fuck ahah.

There he was, in my room, still dressed in his red practice tracksuit, smirking at me and holding the keys of my chastity cage.

- Hu… Hugo I…
- Shuuut, I can’t even hear you properly with that… what is it a freaking gas mask, you use a gas mask to sniff on my practice sock… I… ahah you really are a freak.

I tried to take his sock off my gas mask, but he took my rubbered hand and placed it behind my back, he did the same with the other one and before I knew it, he turned me over and smashed me on the wall of my room. I was no match for his strength.

- Come on Finn, wanna end the party early, you seem to enjoy my smell why are you ashamed now that I am here huh
- Hugo please I…
- I said shut up, nothing you can say will explain this, you were hiding your secret pretty well until now roomy, and it would be a shame if the video I took of you touching your little locked nub and sniffing on my sock was to be published on our college website right?

What? Fuck no. No one can know about this, it would end my reputation and even my career, everything.

- Right, you know I think this could be a win-win situation for us Finn, I could give you what you want and more and in exchange you can, let’s say, work for me.

Fuck, I was fucked, but also, this was so freaking hot. I was really in two minds there, but I for sure wanted out of my cage and out of all this too.

- Well, I mean I’m not really asking and you’re in no place to negotiate, much like your dick right, you must be so horny now, and look at you, all locked up, unable to get hard. Stay still.

Hugo then released me and I could hear duct tape being torn, my hands slowly wrapped in it behind my back. Once that was done, he turned me over and looked at my frightened eyes and smiled… fuck, how can a man be so hot, and was that even happening.

Don’t get me wrong, this was sooo hot, and actually everything I’ve been dreaming of for so many years, however none of this was consensual. Well, I would’ve never said no to him, but the fact that he has leverage over me is kind of frightening.

Next he got closer to my face and started doing something with the back zipper of my catsuit, “click”. What the fuck?!

- Hey what are you… before I could finish my sentence, he took my gas-masked head into his massive palm
- I told you to shut up! Do you really think you can ask for something given your pathetic situation? Shut the fuck up or I will make you, understood?
- Yes.
- Yes who?
- Yes Sir…
- That’s better, you’re learning fast.

Again, he smiled at me, fuck. Then once the padlock on my suit was secured, he took more pictures of me, smiling and laughing at my predicament.
Damn, he was so freaking hot, I’ve always had a thing for men in sports clothing and especially tracksuits. His dark red and orange practice catsuit suits him so well, you could see his strong arms, and big legs, not to mention his bum which would make any girl and their boyfriend jealous.
Then he got closer to me, still looking at me in the eyes.

- I will take you mask off now, if you make any noise, try to talk or scream, you will regret it for a long time okay?
- I nodded.
- Answer me fag!
- Yes Sir.
- Good.

He did take the gas mask off, finally some fresh air. He then took a video of me, asking me to say my name, age, faculty.

Ding dong!

Fuck! Someone was at our door, no one can see me like this, Hugo saw me looking absolutely terrified when I heard the doorbell.

- Calm down, it’s only Josh.

Fuck, Josh is Hugo’s all-time best friend. He could not see me like this.

- Open your mouth, can’t have you ruin all this.

When I did open my mouth, Hugo took the sock I was sniffing on earlier and shoved it in there. Fortunately, it wasn’t that dirty but still tasted bad. Then he took the duct tape and wrapped it around my head five times. When he was done, he slapped my face and laughed, and then ordered me on my bed.

- It is in your best interest not to make any noise, understood? I might be nice, well for now, but believe me, Josh wouldn’t, so you better keep quiet, chew on my sock you love so much, until he leaves, do I make myself clear fag?
- Hummm hummm. I tried to mouth off “yes Sir”.
- Good, see you in a few hours, enjoy my taste ahah.

He then slapped my face gently and put my bed sheet over my rubbered-up and taped body before leaving the room. Fuck…

[squirrel]

Great begining! Can't wait for Josh to leave, so Hugo can have some fun with his new "toy"...

[Silkyscarves]

Great part one to this story love how he’s been left gagged ready for more kinky fun
Looking forward to reading part 2

[Red86]

That oh shit moment when your fantasy becomes reality

Seems like Finn is in quite the pickle. The question how will this turn out..... Hugo could be nice and give Finn exactly what he wants. He could be not so nice and still give Finn what he wants or maybe not. Or the real kicker would be if he let's Josh in on the secret regardless. Could go atleast a few diffrent ways, that's for sure!

[Bradstick]

Fantastic start to the story! I love these kind of situations, they are so hot. Finn is having everything he ever wanted and can’t turn back. I’m very excited for the next chapter!

[bondagefreak]

Would be an awful shame if Hugo's friend Josh were to stumble into Finn's room and find him suited up, taped up and gagged like that, would it not? While I'm not into chastity or rubber, I do find the narrative enjoyable and find myself wanting to find out what happens next.

Well done @Hornysub. Looking forward to chapter two!

[Pup Wingletang]

Great opening chapter. I think our narrator's kinkiness has just got the better of him. Love the way Hugo locks Finn into his rubber suit. Even without any bondage he is completely trapped.

He'd better keep quiet although I'd quite like him to meet Josh.

[harveygasson]

Very hot, definitely a shock to find yourself in that position but a lot of fun nonetheless.

[Hornysub]

Hello Sirs and subs, here is chapter 2 of my story!
i wanted to thank you all very much for your comments on my previous posts, and for all your sweet (and hot) messages!
i'll try and do my best to keep it going, feel free to tell me what you would like to see in the next chapters!

Regards,
Hornysub.


CHAPTER 2 – SWEET DREAMS AND HARSH MORNING

It’s been hours, at least it feels like it. I’m still here, completely trapped in my rubber suit, sweating and hot, bound and gagged, sucking on my (wonderful) roommate’s dirty practice sock.

Talking about my roommate, I’m starting to think that he has actually forgot me. As I said I feel like it’s been hours and hours since he left me here and it’s starting to get really uncomfortable… can’t really do anything about it though as you can understand.

I can’t even try to call for help, first because everything I try to mouth off is turned into moans and “mmmphhhhh”, and second because Hugo could hear me and get angry, or worse, Josh could see me like this. I guess I will just have to wait.

Also my chastity cage is killing me, my dick has been trying to get hard since I got into my suit. I understood that despite how hard I try, there is nothing I can do to free myself from this situation, but my little locked nub on the other side, needs update.

It is often said that it’s not bondage until you actually and genuinely want out and there’s nothing you can do to get out, well, didn’t think I was going to know what it meant one day and yet here I am.

Can’t really tell if I am “lucky” or not to be honest. Of course, I enjoyed reading about all those things, but actually living them, well, it’s an all other dimension to my fantasies.

Come on Finn, focus, and endure. The fact that there is nothing I can do to change the course of things is kind of helping me. Fuck, now he knows, now Hugo knows what I am and what I like. Well, he thinks he knows what I like, definitely not this. Fuck, wait, he must think that I actually enjoy my predicament. How can I tell him that it’s not quite what I’m into? I have to find a way.

Fuck I’m getting tired. How can I sleep like this? Every time I doze off, the quite potent taste of Hugo’s dirty socks kind of wake me up and remind me of him. The salty and sweaty taste is both frightening, because despite them having a quite potent taste, he only wore them once, and also a turn on for me. What am I even saying?

My confusion seems to tire me even more, and I actually dozed off after hours of waiting for Hugo to come back.

I woke up when I heard the door opened, finally, he was back!

- Hello there, rise and shine little bitch!

Yeah, it was definitely him. He took the sheets off of my face and there he was, smiling down at me, still bound, gagged and all rubbered up. It was obvious he enjoyed seeing me like this. He took my stuffed face in his hands, still smiling

- Slept well princess?

Fuck, it was actually sunny outside, he left me like this all night.

- It’s been, I don’t know, seven hours since you’re here, and it seems like you’re still enjoying it sicko!

He left me like this all night, he was the freaking sicko! How could he? Well, stupid question, he could and he did.

- Now it doesn’t seem like you want out faggot…
- MMMPPPHHH!!! MPPPPHHHHH!!!
- What? I can’t understand shit, can you even speak properly?
- MMMMMPPPPPPH!!!

I was begging at this point, I was even trying to move and free my hands, but there he was, just looking down to me and freaking smiling.
At one point he got onto the bed, put his enormous muscled thighs on both sides of my head and sat on my chest. Now he was quiet a heavy guy as you can imagine. I must admit that the view was so hot, seeing him like that, nonchalantly sitting on my chest, still looking down to me, my head still in his strong right hand.

- No what are you trying to say faggot?
- Mmmppppphhhhh!
- Oh, that, what is it? my dirty sock? Oh you’re sucking the sweat off my dirty sock and so you can’t talk? Okay I see, well do you want me to take it off, is it clean yet?
- Mmmmpppph mppphhh.
- Alright, I’ll take that as a “yes Sir”.

He then proceeded to take the tape off my face, all five or six revolutions, and then he gently took his sock out of my mouth. Freedom! Well… you get it.

- Thank you Sir

SLAP

- Did I allow you to speak faggot?

I moved my head from right to left, trying to say no without committing the same mistake twice.

- Good, from now on you only speak when spoken to or when I allow you to faggot.

Fuck he was hot, talking to me like that and looking down to me like he was. Maybe it was a good thing after all, maybe my “mistake” actually allowed me to discover that he was into the same things as me. Maybe he will let me out and we’ll become like sex-friends.

- You must be thirsty, open your mouth!

Obviously, I immediately did, and Hugo proceeded to position himself right above me, still holding my rubbered head, and let a huge amount of his spit descend slowly into my waiting mouth.

- Don’t swallow.

He then repeated the process three times, never breaking eye contact with me. Fuck, I can’t even tell if I find it disgusting or hot. O maybe both. Or maybe it’s the fact that I am so horny and unable to even get hard that is making me say this kind of stuff.
Regardless, Hugo was seemingly enjoying my predicament and what he was doing to me, I can feel and see him getting hard in his gorgeous dark red tracksuit pants.

- There you go slave, drink up now.

I did, fuck I actually did.

SLAP

- Forgot anything?
- Thank you Sir.
- That’s right, forget again and you’ll regret it fucker.

Then he got up and left the room. Fuck, I thought he was going to free me now. I mean it’s been hours and I really want to get out now, and enjoy my weekend. Of course, It’s hot and of course I like bondage and stuff, but you know, all things, even the best ones, must come to an end at one point.

After some time, he came back holding something in his hands. He sat on my chest again and ordered me to open my mouth. Needless to say that I was a bit frightened by what he could do if I did so I kept it shut.

- Ooooh I see, disobeying your Master…

Master? What the fuck? I mean I… without leaving me any chance to question him about the word he chose to use, he pinched my nose and as I respond I opened my mouth which gave him to opportunity he was waiting for to shove something directly in there.

It was bigger than his socks which I was previously chewing on. He lost no time then sealing my mouth with, once again, industrial black duct tape. And again he used quite a lot, no less than 6 revolutions around my head, forcing me to keep whatever he decided to make me chew in my mouth.

- Consider this as the first part of your punishment slave, and say hello to my old practice jockstrap ahahah! I wore it for the game we had Wednesday and I ran like a lot ahah.
- Mmmmmmppppppphhhhhhh!!! Mphhhhhh!!!
- Shut up, I know you love it, you have literally been taking one of my dirty sock to sniff on whenever you wanted to jerk off, come on.
- Mmmppppphhhhhh, mmmppppphhhhh!

I don’t think I need to tell you that the taste was horrible. So incredibly string and rancid. Also, I felt that the jockstrap was already humid before he put it into my mouth. Disgusting!

- You’re welcome slave! If you behave I might let you eat something else in a few hours, but for now I have things to do…
- Mmmppphh?
- Don’t worry, I won’t leave you like this, where is your gas mask?

Fuck!! No no no no no, not the gas mask, fuck no.

Hugo got up, had no trouble to find my gas mask and came back to me. He wasted no time trying to understand what I wanted to say through my gag and he putted it onto my face, making sure it was airtight. God, his little grin and perfect face were hot but right now I could only be afraid of what was about to happen to me.

Once he was done, he took a saran roll and started wrapping my rubbered up body in it. I didn’t even try to ask him what he was doing… I already kind of knew it, and still, I couldn’t make any intelligible sound pass my fat gag and my heavy gas mask.

Once he was done with the saran wrap, he took the black industrial duct tape roll and stared to wrap it around my feet, and then all the way up to my head. He was turning me into a freaking mummy, keeping my hands behind my back, making it even more difficult to move and resist. I was totally screwed up. He was paying close attention to wrap every inch of my body, and very tightly should I add. Not a single centimetre of my rubbered body could be seen anymore, he was paying close attention to put every line of duct tape slightly over the other.

Once I was completely secured, Hugo, smiling, once again left and came back with something I immediately recognised.

I remember one time, being particularly horny, I decided to take one of Hugo’s gym shoes and sniff on it. At least I wanted to, because I immediately changed my mind when I actually smelled it. absolutely horrendous and musky and sweaty. I wondered how it was possible for someone to have such strong foot odour. I don’t think I smelled something muskier and stronger in my entire life (you will see later on that I was wrong).

And now there he was, looking all proud, carrying the very same shoe with him. Of course I immediately understood what he wanted to do with it and tried to say something, tried to move, free myself to make him understand that it was way too much, that I wanted out and especially that I wanted anything but having to smell those horrendous and very worn-out shoes!

- Geez, someone is getting excited! Calm down!
- MMMMPPPPPPPHHHHHHH!!!!
- I know, you’re welcome, I took what I assume is you favourite pair right? See I used to keep them in my drawer so that my room wouldn’t be smelling so bad, so they’re pretty… ranked and humid, which must sound amazing for a freak like you ahah.

Again, he lost no time and took my gas mask funnel, my only source of air, and putted it right into his old gym shoe, before taping it in place with the same black industrial duct tape.

My muffled screams were useless, and so were my attempt at moving. After holding my breath for as long as I could, I unfortunately had to breath at one point and so I did.

I must say that it was even worse than what I remembered. The smell was so strong it could knock out and old person, fuck. How was it even possible? And also a good-looking guy like him, producing such a horrible smell? The look on his face was full of pride for some reason.

Every breath I took was nothing else but Hugo’s feet fumes, humid and rancid and musky and putrid fumes. Fuck it, I need out of this! I was coughing so hard, trying to scream and get out of my bonds… useless… my captor was just standing there, filming the scene, laughing, and telling me how much I was his bitch.

Talking about Hugo, he looked quite happy, even satisfied with his work. See that was hot, I must admit, and only because he was really handsome. But everything else, well, everything else sucked for me!

- There you have it, enjoy slave you must have been craving it ahah!
- Mmmmpppppphhhhhh!
- Yeah ahaha, sucks to be you huh?

I tried to scream and ask for mercy, but I wonder if he even heard something at this point. Even my attempt at moving were ridiculous, I think it must have looked like I wasn’t moving at all.

- It’s really a shame that you kept that to yourself until yesterday, we missed out on so many good times together faggot, see I always wanted someone that would be able to endure this kind of stuff, it really turns me on and no man I ever met was actually able to stand this, let alone girls, but look at you! Not only can you but you actually enjoy it.

- Mmmmppppp!!!!! Mmmphhhh mpphhhhh mphhhhh!! I tried to say no, to say that I wanted none of this and that I was into such harsh stuff. He must really think that I am enjoying this and even want more! Fuck!

- You’ll be able to thank me later slave don’t worry, but for now I’ll leave you alone and give you some time to finally enjoy what you have been craving for such a long time. And you better show your master some gratitude fucking bitch or believe me I can be far less gentle!

What? Call that “gentle”? he is going to kill me if he lets me suck on his foot fumes for more than 30 seconds, and there he was, leaving me like this!! And for how much time?! He couldn’t possibly do that, he couldn’t possibly think that I, or anybody else, could enjoy such torture!
Damn the smell is so strong, the lenses of my gas mask begin to fog up a bit from the humidity of the shoe. It was already difficult for me to move my head. There was no escape for me… all I could think about was the “air” coming in, and the horrible smell it carried with it.

[blackbound]

Intensely hot situation (literally and figuratively) our narrator finds himself in. "The smell was so strong it could knock out and old person" is a very vivid description.

Of course, the predicament seems like it's ripe for some edging - especially with that cage on - and breath control.

[squirrel]

Incredibly hot chapter! I love the jockstrap gag and the gas mask....

[Pup Wingletang]

Rubber and wrap and tape, oh my! Our little worm is definitely going to be well marinated by the end of his ordeal.

I don't get the feeling Hugo is going to let up any time soon. He really is in control of this situation and there's nothing poor Finn can do about it. If only he could speak!

[harveygasson]

Incredible post again!

[Paris_bondage]

Wow!
I love it when he lets his spit flow into your mouth.

[Bradstick]

Fantastic chapter, I loved the gag shoe combo. Assaulting not one but two of those senses with sweat soaked items is so cruel, I love it. I am excited to see where this goes and what the less gentle side looks like. Keep up the great work!

[socjuc]

Wow great story! Thoroughly enjoying these chapters...

Especially love how Hugo has easily taken the reigns and took to his dom position immediately.....HOT! And Finn's predicament which looks to be getting more and more restrictive....

I was wondering(well kind of hoping ) that Josh would stumble on Finn in his bound up state.....but as the chapters progress, I am getting the feeling that Hugo will likely introduce his buds to Finn in his subdued state.... you know, to show off his sub

[Hornysub]

Hello Sirs and subs,
Here is chapter 3 of my story!
I wrote it today, very horny at work (still haven’t cum for days) and also plugged for 7 hours.
I hope you will enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Please leave a comment and if you wanna talk to me about it, please do!
Regards,

CHAPTER 3 - waiting, and waiting, and waiting

I have to find a way, I have to. I don’t know how I will do it yet, especially like this, but I have to find a way to tell Hugo that I don’t want any of that. Well, I want him, so bad, but not like this. If he’s interested in having a relationship with me, that would be wonderful! But not like this. I realized that I like reading about this kind of master/slave thing, but actually living it for real is something else. I have to tell him. Well when he’ll get back.

And fuck I can’t get used to his smell. I mean how could I. And also, how could he produce such horrible, strong and musky smell gosh. I feel like if I think too much about it, I could literally throw up. But hey guess what, I’m also sucking on his dirty ass practice jockstrap, so can’t really throw up can I. God, even the taste is so strong, like pure sweat, but kind of old sweat, kind of reheated sweat if that make more sense. This is awful and there is no way I can change any of that. I feel like it was already wet when he put it in my mouth.

I’m attacked on both fronts here, can’t get him out of my mouth and can’t get him out of my nose. Why would you enjoy doing something like this to someone? I thought that doms, I mean doms like him, only existed in fiction and in the stories I’ve been reading online for so long. Like men who enjoy to have total control and see someone suffer I guess because I think you can call that suffering.

Fuck how much time has it been already, I feel like he left days ago. I’m getting tired of looking at my ceiling, it’s kind of boring, and it kind of forces me to focus on his foot smell and on his taste also, I’m really doomed and completely fucked up.

Something else completely fucked up is my locked cock. What the fuck was I even thinking locking myself up like this. Again, it’s hot until it’s not. Usually when I get too horny I take it off and cum and that’s it, but now I had absolutely no way to do that. I was locked and didn’t have the keys… fuck Hugo must have them. I can’t wait to be let out, from this bondage and especially from my chastity cage. I wish I could touch my cock right now, because oddly enough, I am excited and trying to get hard. Gosh, I can even get hard, I can’t wait for him to finally free me and bust a nut.

***

The mummification is starting to get uncomfortable now, my muscled are hurting me and again there is nothing I can do to relieve them. Fuck he definitely knows what he’s doing, maybe it’s not the first time he mummified someone… literally all I can do is breath, and try to get hard, and he has an influence on both. Fuck…

I think it must be hours since he left, and also I’m getting hungry now, I mean his foot sweat is not that nutritious on top of being disgustingly strong. Can’t think about it or I’m going to throw up.

I can kind of see that the sun is actually setting, he did left me like that all day long. What a sick man he is, I would’ve never imagine.

Finally! Finally I can hear the door being opened. I’ll soon be free!

- Oh, look who’s there huh…
- Mmmmmppppphhhhhh

I tried to move and answer him, obviously it was useless and didn’t work very much.

- I thought you were gonna leave at some point and look, you choose to stay, you must love this soooo fucking much don’t you faggot ahaha

So it was definitely Hugo. Soon after I could see him through the lenses of my gas mask. Damn, I don’t know if it is the extreme hormones speaking but he was so hot… I hate myself for saying that, look at my predicament! And I still find him so very hot…

He finally came into my view, he was on top of me, sat on my chest and looking down directly into my eyes through the lenses of my gas mask, god he is so pretty. The way he grabs my head in his big hands and observe his work is also amazing, you can see the satisfaction in his eyes.

- you know what, you actually did a great job today, staying like this, calm, sniffing on my foot sweat and tasting my pouch ahahah, I think you deserve a reward little slave
- Mmmmppppphhhh…

Yes finally he was going to let me out, after well actually two days of being bound and gagged very restrictively. I cannot wait.

Hugo proceeded to take his dirty ass shoe off the funnel of my gas mask, and god what a relieve!!! I could get fresh air again, finally.

- now I am very well aware that you want my dick slave, I mean who doesn’t after all, I think I’ve fucked all girls here on the campus, and also one of two of my mates, but you’re not getting it… at least not yet… you see, you have to earn those things right slave? Moan two times if you understand.
- Mmmppphhhh mpppphhhh

Well I mean, of course, I wanted his dick, and if you had the chance to look at him once, you would too let me tell you that. And I’ve heard that it was magnificent, but one of my friend told me that, as many men, he wasn’t washing it very often, so I was kind of glad that he was going to let me out and that I would be able to talk to him about that before he allows me to suck him off. Why is he not letting me out of all that bondage though? If he wants me to give him a blowjob he will have to let me out at some point, am I right?

- but I figured, since you want it so bad, and since you’ve been good since yesterday, I would let you get to now it a bit better right? Am I not the best Master you could’ve hoped for faggot slave ahaha
- Mmmmmmppppppphhhhhhh???
- Yeah, you’re gonna get the real thing, and if you ever wandered what a real man smell like well you’re gonna find out now slave…

Then I watched with horror as Hugo takes the funnel of my gas mask and slowly puts it inside of his nylon football sweatpants. Fuck, why would you do that. I tried toi scream, shout, move, get fucking free but I couldn’t! There was nothing I could do to prevent him from putting the funnel of my gas mask directly onto his sweaty after-precipice huge dick.

- I can see you’re still too mobile for my taste, I’ll have to do I something about that, now sniff bitch I wanna hear big fucking sniff
- Mmmmmmmpppppppppphhhhhhhhh!!!!!

My protests were completely ridiculous, even I couldn’t really hear them, my mouth was literally so packed.

- you don’t seem to be appreciative enough slave… I think I might have to punish you for that behavior, come on I thought you would love to smell my manly dick

Seeing I wasn’t loving it, Hugo decided to “help” me and occasionally cut my air supply until he could see through the gas mask that it was too much. Then he would take his hand off of the funnel and quickly shove it down his sweatpants, forcing me to get big breaths of his dick fumes. Fuck, he was really crazy for doing that, and even crazier for thinking that somebody would enjoy that type of shit.

He was really enjoying that, I could see it in his proud eyes. He was enjoying cutting off my air supply and enjoying even more making me smell his pouch sweat, a bit as if he was proud of how strong, musky and sweaty it smelled.

He did that for I think half an hour, and I was so glad when he finally stopped and let the funnel down to let me breathe some fresh air.

- Fresh and pure air is a privilege for fucking faggots like you, don’t get used to it, I will make you smell me so that you will never forget who you’re serving slut.

Now that was violent… I mean the insults are kind of hot, but the tone was actually… frightening… what did I get myself into, is Hugo actually crazy? Anyway I don’t have time to think about the fact that my roommate and now “master” I guess (feels weird to say that) is potentially and clinically crazy and wants a literal slave, because he is actually letting me go, finally!

He slowly started to take all of the duct tape off my rubbered body and also took the gas mask off and that was a huge relieve.

- go get the keys of your little chastity cage right now.

Fuck no, he can’t have those, he would have total control over me. Plus it’s been days since I’ve cummed for the last time I need a release now… how could I tell him, he didn’t take my gag out and I’m still sucking on his dirty practice jockstrap.

- hhhmppphoooo, pppmmlllllpmpmppphhh
SLAP
- I said got get your keys now or you will regret it!

Still chocked by what happened, I went to my desk and took the keys of my cage, then went back to Hugo, still locked then, and still completely rubbered up and gagged. I couldn’t even voice my disagreement or my complaints.

- kneel.

I did, obviously. Fuck. I was completely in two separate minds right now. Yes he was the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen and my dream was to even get close to him, and I was sop happy when I found out we were roommates, but on the other hand what the fuck is happening? I think I’m a bit afraid of how he actually is, and what he could do to me. I thought it was impossible to look that hot and be a literal freak.

- look at me, and give me the key slave.

I looked at him, standing in front of me… fuck… the little grin… maybe it would be easier if he wasn’t that hot… or maybe not, I’m still fucked and need him to get out of that rubber suit I’ve been trapped in for so long. Anyway, obviously I gave him the keys reluctantly…

- goooood slave, see, you’re dying for me to have the keys of your little useless locked faggot dick, after all you have no use for it right?

I didn’t rally answer, not that he would’ve heard or understood it anyway. I simply looked at him, trying to make him understand that I wanted nothing of all that with my puppy eyes.

- yeah I think you can agree with me, after all I’m always right and Master always knows best. You’re so lucky to belong to me actually.

With that he took the duct tape off my face. It took quite some time because he went heavy when he gagged me, being sure I wouldn’t be able to spit his dirty jockstrap out. Finally my mouth was free, and the completely drenched jockstrap was lying on the floor.

- thank your Master bitch slave!
- Thank you Master Hugo.
- Good, now hands behind your back and kiss my feet to thank me fucking faggot!

There I was… kissing Hugo’s wet smelly after-practice feet, on my hands and knees, locked in a full rubber catsuit, hooded, with my dick locked in a tiny chastity cage that wouldn’t even allow me to get hard… what have I become…

- there you go, that’s what I wanna see faggot, fucking devotion and adoration for your Master alright, now get up and face my dick bitch.

I immediately got up, still kneeling in front of him, head looking straight at his bulge. It was actually big and you could kind of see it.

- good slave, now kiss it, and thank you Master for the honor.
- *kiss* thank you Master Hugo, *kiss* thank you for letting me kiss your dick, *kiss*
- There you go, see, I knew you could make a good slave, and I know you want it so bad, don’t worry I’ll give you what you want, and you will give my everything I ask for, I won’t even ask for it, kiss it again!

I stayed there, kissing his bulge for some time, again he was clearly enjoying it. He even got hard at one point, and I wish I could say the same…

- good faggot, now go to the kitchen and make me a fucking sandwich, you have 15 minutes. You can also use the bathroom.

He slapped my face before I got up and went to the kitchen, and he sat onto the couch. How do you make a good chicken sandwich?

[Bradstick]

What an incredibly hot chapter. I loved how he used the gas mask inside his shorts. The breath play combined with it made it so hot! I am excited to see what their relationship will look like with him out of the mummification! Keep up the great work!

[blackbound]

Given the chance to speak, he still submits immediately... I think he's not actually that opposed to being the slave...

[Blue Ice]

Incredible new chapter!!!! I love it

[Socksbound]

Really great story so far. Sense quite a bit of reality versus fantasy going on in Finn’s head. Things aren’t quite what he thought they’d be

[Pup Wingletang]

A great chapter. I love the clash between the fantasy and reality - the thoughts running through Finn's head when he's bound and unable to speak and his actions once most of the bondage and the gag is removed. I expect his locked cock is not helping matters!

[Batsox]

A fantastic story…. I can hardly wait to read the next chapter