I lay there with Kaylum's disgusting shit filling my mouth. I was shaking and in shock at what had just happened. There was suddenly silence in the room as the scallies all stood over me, seemingly curious about how I would take this latest low point.
After about 10 seconds of me lying still, the patience seemed to run out. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" shouted Junaid. "Yeah you little fucker, my arse that you're so in love with just gave you that treat and you can't even be bothered to eat it" added Kaylum.
Afti stood on my cock cage and held my nose so that I couldn't breathe. They were giving me no choice but to swallow the smelly, disgusting dump in my mouth. I began to swallow it as quickly as I could, gagging as I did so. I tried my best to release my arms and legs but it was hopeless, I was completely immobile. The last of the shit went down my throat. "Fuck me, that is fucking rank" laughed Scotty. The usual laughs were replaced with more of a disgusted, disbelieving giggle, with several of the lads shaking their heads.
"Bad news though gayboy" Junaid said. "We gave you two minutes to swallow that, and you took two minutes and three seconds. Fucking slow cunt as usual. We were going to be nice and give you a little breather in between loads, but you've blown it as usual."
I began to struggle against my restraints but it quickly became apparent that I needed to accept my role as a human toilet. "Stop fucking wriggling you weak cunt, you're here as long as we decide you're here. Get used to it." Junaid pulled his trackies down and squatted over my face, revealing his peachy, tanned arse. Another load of disgusting shit was released into my helpless mouth. "Hurry up this time gayboy, and I want you to thank me for that meal. Tick tock."
I munched it down, taking the lads at face value that I would get a breather if I behaved as they told me to. "30 seconds, much better, you must have enjoyed that one. Shame we were lying about giving you a breather." Mikey laughed, with a cocky grin on his face. I had been tricked again but wanted to try and make things easier for myself. "Thank you master Junaid for my delicious meal" I tried to say through my spider gag, but I could only make random noises. "He hasn't even thanked you J" said Afti, clearly shit-stirring. Junaid kicked me hard in the bollocks which caused me to try out in pain.
I was used as a toilet time and time again over the course of a few hours, while the lads looked on, with a mixture of fascinated looks, cocky smiles and the usual verbal abuse in my direction. "Good work there gayboy, some sicko on OnlyFans agreed to pay us 50 quid per shit. You just earned us 400 quid. Think we deserve a nice meal and a night out, we haven't all been greedy cunts like you." Darren said, while I laid there hopefully this would end my punishment. I was untied, dragged upstairs and thrown in the shower. "Fucking clean yourself up. You've got 2 minutes."
I did as I was told, before being gagged with a sweaty, smelly sock, handcuffed and thrown back in my cupboard prison. "Get yourself a good sleep dickhead while we go out, you've got a busy day tomorrow." The cupboard was slammed shut and I was back in darkness, while the scallies went out and had another amazing night courtesy of my misery.
The next morning I was rudenly awoken by Kaylum dragging me by my hair into the bathroom. "I fucking need a piss, you should already be in here waiting, useless cunt." He was clearly still drunk from their night out. He held my head back over the toilet and pissed straight down my throat before hawking a thick ball of spit in my eyes and another in my mouth. "Now crawl downstairs and wait for us there."
I waited patiently on my knees with my hands still cuffed behind my back. Two hours later the lads started to make their way downstairs. Neither of them greeted me, they either pointed orders or clicked their fingers at me. None of them had bothered to shower after their night out, instead I was forced to clean their smelly feet with my tongue, and had my head forced in each of their pits in turn, having to breathe in and lick the sweat build-up.
As the last of the chavs came downstairs, Afti, wearing just his football shorts and showing an incredible bulge which my eyes were fixated on, there was a knock on the door. Suddenly a blindfold was pulled over my eyes and Darren's sweaty socks from last night were shoved in my mouth. "Looks like he's ready to go lads."
Shit, what now I thought? I muffled into my gag with panic. I heard voices talking at the front door, before being laughter, and me being lifted and thrown into a car boot. "See you soon gayboy" Kaylum laughed with an evil tone in his voice. Wherever I was going, I knew it wasn't going to be good.