I work at Hughes first builders merchant, on Ipswich Road, Cardiff. You can call them on 02920 471669. I started to work there just after being released from prison. I work there to keep the yard tidy, to move items around and just beverage keep the office and toilets clean. One of my tasks is to fill metal cages with rocks. They are boxes, maybe 1m x 1m x 1m and once full of rocks, they are used as building blocks to make walls quickly. My hope is to convince the manager (Mr Walker) or one of the supervisors to put me in one of those cages instead of the rocks and seal it closed. I dream of one day being kept in a small cage like this by somebody although I know this isn’t likely to ever be viable. Once inside the cage, I’d like to be used to keep the staff happy, I want to be used to suck off all of the big strong men who work there. Let then stick their cocks through the cage and I will please them. Make me swallow their delicious cum or splash it across my face. I want to worship their shit, have them sit on the top of the cage and have me lick their stinking ass as they defecate on top of me, then have them laugh as I’m made to consume every bite, watching as I gag on it. I crave the feel of their slimy brown shit slowly dripping down my body, want to use my limited mobility to cover myself in it, rub it on my face like I’m blacking up. I want to degrade myself for them, want to be humiliated and abused, want to be crying and hurting, covered in filth and begging for more, calling out to any passer by to abuse me, to use me as their toilet. I want no rights, just a disgusting caged animal desperate and horny. I want to be their filthy toilet block, just cramped and hurting on the harsh concrete floor. When they grow tired of me, I would like my cage to be put behind the wall in the gents toilets. Connect 2 of the urinals up to a hose pipe and secure the other end to a gag in my mouth, with my hands restrained away from it. Use the 3rd Urinal as a shower for me, spraying directly over my caged body. Make me drink every drop all day, every day. I would gladly remain locked in that cage for as long as they wanted to keep me there, my own little cock caged and away from my reach.
3 responses to “My perfect day at work”
Builder by trade here. Make this happen and I’ll be there to fill your funnel
I kindly request you to contact Master Mike. If he permits, I will do everything you command Sir. You seem so manly..
Also, you can contact my workplace of you like.