"..."Enjoy your new life slave.” and with that the voice was gone and I’m left alone chained up in the quiet, cold, dark and empty basement, I weakly tugged on my chains once again only to give up and resign myself to my fate and wait patiently for my master, a small puddle of drool and pre cum forming between my legs." And publish. Another story posted, I reach down and play with my cock, the fantasy of my birthday wish coming true really turned my on and I cum while reading my newly written story.

One year later:

I awake to the cold air against my naked body, a cold hard wall against my back, the tight cold metal of a collar around my neck and the painful crushing feeling in my crotch from my cock pushing against a chastity cage, my head feels cloudy as if I'm still half asleep. I try to move but hear the sound of chains rattling and find that my arms are held above me, with my wrists held in shackles, I try to cry out for help only to hear a muffled noise and drool to start dipping uncontrollably from my gagged mouth onto my chest.

Oh god where am I? I struggle in my restraints but the only results I get is tiring myself out, more drool over my body and even more pain in my caged cock. As I hang exhausted from my shackles I realise that this situation feels somewhat familiar, then I remembered the story that I wrote a year earlier. Oh shit, this can't be, some twisted bastard has recreated one of my stories.

Suddenly I hear a door open and my heart beats fast as I see my captor walk down the basement stairs towards me. Stopping in front of me his face beaming with an excited smile.

"Your awake! Happy birthday! Do you like your present?" Like my present? How is this a present? I try to tell him exactly what I think about him and his present but all that I make is a series of muffled screams cause of the ballgag and rattle my chains. This didn't seem to break his smile though, instead he caresses the side of my face causing me to flinch in surprise

"I'm glad to hear that you're so excited about your present. You see I enjoyed reading your stories and it's clear that you wanted them to come true, so I made your birthday wish a reality." Wanted them to came true? Those were fantasies, not actual wishes you crazy asshole, anyone who lives in reality would know that's all they were, not me actually asking for it to happen to me. I struggle in my chains desperately hoping that they weren't attached to the wall as firmly as they always are in my stories but they wouldn't budge.

"I've had all year to plan and prepare your present my dear, do you really think that I'd do a bad job? You can pull on your chains to your hearts content, I know that you enjoy testing your restraints and struggling. Now then I think it's time that you showed me some appreciation for making you dream come true." He leans in and kisses my ballgagged mouth as his hands move over my exposed body, I try to move away but there is nowhere to go as he continues to make out with me and starts to grope my ass, to my embarrassment cock tries to grow uncomfortably in its prison. He suddenly turns me around and I hear him undoing his trousers and them falling to the floor. No, he's actually going to rape me. Before I can react in any way his cock slams into my ass and I cry into my gag and pull on my chains as he begins to pound me against the wall, his rough thrusts quickly turn my cries into moans and much to my disgust and humiliation my cock begins to twitch in its tight confinement and as I feel his cock start twitching as well I can no longer hold it and unwillingly cum with a loud moan into my gag as my captor also fills my ass with his cum. He quickly pulls out and turns me back around, looking down at the dripping chastity cage between my legs he grins a satisfied smile, as if he's just won a game or been proven right.

"I knew you liked your present, you pretended not to, to struggle and try to get free but just like in your stories deep down it's just an act, you want me to enslave you. I'll see you later slave, there's a lot more of your fantasy left to come true." With that he kisses my ballgagged mouth again, pulls up his trousers and leaves the basement. I just hang from the wall exhausted and my shaking legs barely holding me up, as his cum leaks out of my ass joining the puddle of my drool and cum at my feet. Tears fill my eyes as I fully realise my predicament, my fantasies have now become reality and the worst part is that my cock is already straining against its cage again, part of me is actually enjoying this nightmare.

Epilogue:

The room was dark, only lit by a computer monitor, as a man reads through a story titled be careful what you post online and grins to himself as he gets an idea in his head.