I close the front door and take a relaxing breath, finally the week is over and I have two whole weeks off. Not only that but my partner and I have planned to live out one of my biggest fantasies.

"Hi honey, dinner is already done." I smell the delicious meal he's cooked and knowing that it's the best thing I'll be smelling for a while a savour it for a moment before sitting down and quickly eating most of it, leaving a small amount for later.

Having eaten my partner takes my hand and leads me to the side door into our garage.

"Strip." I quickly remove all my clothes, place them in a pile and stand straight revealing my clean shaven body and small steel chastity cage locked around my crotch. He hands me my collar.

"Put it on." I obediently do as he says and my cock twitches at the sound of it locking into place. I love the weekends and holidays where I can just wear this and be his slave but someone needs to pay the bills, so he has me work. I take the ring gag he hands me and slide it into my mouth, tightening it I moan as drool begins to pour from my forced open mouth. He hands me a pair of handcuffs.

"Behind your back." I immediately move my arms behind me and close the cuffs around my wrists, the clicking as they tighten causing my cock to try and get hard inside its prison. He clips a chain leash onto my collar and guides me over to some large black bin bags, several tucked inside each other.

"Get in and sit down cross-legged." I carefully step in and sit down in the middle of the bags. He kneels down and ties my ankles together and then loops the chain leash around my ankles pulling my head down and forcing me to bend forward into a ball shape. My world goes dark as he lowers a blindfold over me causing me to panic slightly and playfully complain into my gag, which is quickly silence by his cock sliding onto my open mouth. My tongue playfully rolls over his cock as it hardens, his hands grab the back of my head and he pushes in deep causing me to gag slightly but he doesn't care as he beings to thrust deeper and deeper and move my head back and forth, the only thing I can do is gag and struggling against my restraints. I gasp for air as he suddenly pulls out, strings of drool and saliva full out of my mouth, down my chin and 9nto my body. I quickly hear a loud moaning and suddenly feel warm cum hitting my face and body, the disgusting feeling of the quickly cooling cum dripping down my body makes my cock painfully push against its cage and I moan in frustration.

"What a smelly, disgusting, filthy thing you are. I know what to do with objects like that though." I hear a rustling noise and feel the plastic bags move up and over my body, the plastic sticking to my cum covered skin.

"There we go, still plenty of room in there, I better fill it." I hear his footsteps move away and begin to test my restraints as the air in the bag begins to smell and taste of cum, only making me even more horny. I hear the bag moving above me and the scrapping sound of cutlery on a plate followed by cold leftover food dropping onto my body, I moan in disgust as cold mash potato and gravy land on my head and shoulders, the gravy rolling down my back and bits of meat and vegetables stick to my skin. Next my head was hit with something plastic that bounced onto my back and slide to the bottom of the bag, sticky smelly liquid poured out over me as it passed, it must have been the meat packaging.  Two chicken bones with bits of meat still on them hit my body, causing me to complain into my gag. This is quickly followed by what feels like potato peel and carrot ends, a bit of peel landing in my mouth, unable to do anything I swallow it. I then feel egg shells from this morning hit my back and down to the bottom of the bag, filling the air with its oder, followed quickly by an apple core and a banana peel that lands on my shoulder and stays stuck there. The downpour of food waste stops and all goes quiet and still for a moment.

Suddenly a feel small bits of crumbs and dirt and loose Cereal full onto me and sticking to my body, probably recently swept off the floor. Following that I hear the sound of a flap opening and feel dust and hair from the hoover rain down on me causing me to cough slightly as it settles over me mixing with the sweat and juices. The adding of rubbish halted again, feeling horrible and disgusting I moan into my gag causing more drool to spill out onto me, only adding to the disgusting feeling, my cock desperately trying to get hard.

Suddenly a waterfall of trash falls on top of me, bits of paper, plastic wrapping, soggy kitchen roll, tissues, wet tea bags, old stail bread, used wipes, crisp packets and chocolate wrappers, other food packaging and more. He must have been saving all this for me cause when he'd finished the rubbish had buried my legs and half my body. I hear a cough above me and a rough throaty noise before another tissue is added into the bag, the wet tissue lands on my arm and stays stuck to it.

I feel the bag pulled up and the sound of a cable tie closing the bag shut, hopefully around the small tube we'd planned on using to keep air flowing. I feel the bag move as it is dragged across the floor and placed with the other bags.

"That's that done. Time for a nice long bath and maybe a film." I hear him walk away and close the door, the turning of the lock echoing through the garage. I try to get comfortable but the feeling of all the sticky liquids drying on me and the dirt and dust covering my skin is a constant distraction, also not helping is my cock desperately trying to spring up in its cage. I tug on my restraints and wiggle around, only managing to make some rustling noises.

At some point I must have fallen to sleep, as I jolt awake my neck immediately pulled back down by the chain leash. I have no idea of the time, even without the blindfold it would have been difficult as the garage doesn't get lit much by sunlight. I moan slightly as I notice my back aching from being stuck in a bent over position for several hours, part of me wants to spread out. As my senses return I also feel something else, several tiny bugs crawling over my arms, legs and back, attracted by all the garbage. I moan in disgust as they move over me unable to brush them off due to my restraints, I'm just like any other piece of filthy trash, trapped in a bag, smelly, disgusting and with insects crawling all over them. Another horrifying feeling registers in my waking mind, my bladder is full and I really need to pee. I squirm around trying to hold it in but it's no use, giving in I relax and quickly feel a warm pool of liquid fill the bottom of the bag and add a new smell to the already disgusting mixture of scents. Still tired I somehow manage to fall back to sleep again.

I awake to the sound of the bag opening and something wet and cold landing onto my back, causing me to cry out in shock theough my gag, hearing the clink of a spoon against a bowl I quickly deduce that it's leftover cereal. I hear and feel the bag move down slightly, the fresh air flows against my face, only highlighting the layers of dirt and dried fluids on my face.

"Wow you look disgusting. Did you piss yourself you filthy basterd? That's just horrible. Anyway I woke up with a problem that needs fixing." At this I feel his cock slid into my mouth and he begins to fuck my throat the same as he did yesterday. And just like yesterday he pulls out just before cumming and shoots his load all over my face and body.

"Much better. I'd rather not look at or smell you anymore as I've just had breakfast and want to keep it down.  Bye trash." I feel and hear the bag brought back up over my head and closed once again and hear my partner walk away, as cum and cold milk drip down my body.

The morning in the bag only got worse, as the day got warmer so did the bag, the heat making the smelly air heavier and more disgusting to breathe and my sweat has only made the dried liquids liquid again, adding to my filth. On top of that flies have now gotten into the bag and crawling all over me.

Suddenly cooler air fills my bag but it does reduce the smell, another smell just as bad fills my nose.

"Damn dog owners, I hate when they don't clean up after themselves, it's all on my shoe." Oh no, no, no, no. Please no. I try to plead through my gag but I'm ignored as a stinking rolled up tissue lands onto my back and rolls into the rest of the trash at the bottom as the bag is quickly sealed.

"I'm glad that's gone, it's a good thing no one is in there trapped with that stench. Then again garbage doesn't have a choice in what other garbage it shares it's trash bag with." At those mocking words I'm left alone to suffer through the new foul smell, one that attracts more flies and bugs to crawl over my filthy sweaty body.

Later in the day the bag is lowered and I feel the tip of a water bottle enter my gag and the refreshing water flows into my dry mouth, not noticing how thirsty I was until know I greedily gulp it down. I feel the large bottle thrown gently against my body as it's added to the trash before the bag is pulled back over my head. I'm left alone again, not even a word was spoken this time, I'm truly an object to him right now, feeling my cock move in its cage I rock and moan desperately wishing that I could pleasure myself at the thought of being reduced to nothing but garbage.

I must have fallen asleep again as I am suddenly woken woth a start by cold beans landing on back, the juices slowly sliding down, other pieces of food drop onto me, a cold chip is placed into my open mouth before the bag is sealed again, and now realising how hungry I am hold it in with my tongue and slowly mash it down to the point where I can swallow it.

It was hard to sleep as not only is my stomach rumbling but the garage gets rather cold at night and the trash surrounding me doesn't exactly hold heat well. What's worse is that all the bugs swarm over me as the only source of heat, all night crawling over my sticky body. Unable to do anything I just moan into my gag and try to get used to the feeling of hundreds of tiny feet walking over me.

I awake again to more cold and wet cereal, this time landing on my head, the milk seeping into my messy dirty hair and the morning routine of being throat fucked and covered in cum. This time followed by the noise of someone clearing their throat and a warm slimy spit landing directly in my face and to my disgust slides into my open mouth. With no option I swallow the snot and saliva down into my empty stomach.

"Ew. You're even more disgusting than I thought my little trash boy. Here I'll give you seconds." I feel his hands grab my head to hold it in place and hear him bring up more from his throat, his spit lands straight in my mouth and I swallow the slime. I moan in response but my complaint goes unheard.

"Yuck, what have I got on my hands? I'll have to wash my hands straight away before I throw up." At this I'm again left on my own, the taste of their snot lingering in my mouth.

Sitting in the bag I again feel my bladder strain and I'm forced to piss myself once again, replacing the previous puddle which had been soaked up by the paper and tissues in a soggy mess that sticks to my skin. Thankfully the bag is opened shortly after so the smell can escape.

"Fuck me, you pissed yourself again. I was making a sandwich but the bread has gone off, thought as you were trash you wouldn't mind disposing of it." For the first time in what feels like an eternity I feel the gag untighen and exit my mouth. I flex my stiff jaw as a long string of drool drips down my chin and onto my body and legs. Before I can say anything a piece of stail bread is shoved into my mouth and I hungrily chew on it and shallow, instantly having it replaced by another piece and another and another, as I finish I feel a water bottle against my dry lips and I down it greedily, the dry hard bread having completely dried out my mouth. Before I have a chance to speak the gag is shoved back into my mouth and quickly tightened leaving me just making pleading moans as the bag is close over me again, sealing me back in my horrid prison and ignored as uncaring footsteps leave me alone to sit amongst the trash, filth, stench and bugs.

Having eaten something seems to have awaken my insides as I feel pressure building in my bowels, I try to hold it in but eventually I'm forced to shit myself as a disgusting slug spreads out underneath me and a new stench fills the bag, a smell that only attracts more bugs and makes me gag and choke.

I awake covered in sweat from the afternoon heat, flies buzzing around me and landing on my body from time to time, it is irritating but I'm beginning to get used to it now. In the distance I hear what sounds like the front door open and people entering, soon the sounds become a mixture of music and chatting, he was having a party, with people meters away from me having a fun evening while I suffer unknown as a piece of human trash buried in garbage and covered in filth and insects. Some time later I hear the door open and hushed voices, followed by the sounds of two people making out and then the undoing of a belt. I sit as quietly as possible, as unknown to them, I listen to the two strangers making out and fucking each other, my cock straining in it's cage. Suddenly I hear footsteps moving quickly towards me and hear my bag open slightly, my heart beats fast hoping that they don't see me.

"Ew, that sinks, it smells like something died in their." I feel something land on my head as the stranger quickly moves away and the two leave. The cum from the condom starts to leak out almost immediately, covering my hair and flowing down my back, small drops also drip in front of my face, a few drops even entering my open mouth, causing me to moan as it's filled with the taste of an unknown person's cum. The rest of the night is uneventful but the events from earlier make sleep difficult, the lingering taste in my mouth and slowly cooling cum in my hair and on my back a constant reminder of what happened, along with my straining cock.

I awake to the noon heat, the bag buzzing with flies and the air warm and stuffy, I hear footsteps and my bag opens letting out some of the heat, what feels like cold beans and fried egg land on my body, followed by empty egg shells and bacon fat.

"Man that was quiet the party, got a hangover from such a fun night. I hope no one was forced to hide in the stinking trash while everyone was having a good time." I moan in response as he taunts me. His cock slides in my mouth and as per usual he cums over my face, the fact that this is starting to feel like routine is both worrying and weirdly arousing.

"God, you smell awful, how do you stand it in there? I feel like I need a shower just looking at you. Speaking of shower maybe this will clean you up a bit." I suddenly feel a warm stream of piss hit my head, soaking into my hair, and back, some of it flowing into mouth filling it with the taste.

"No, you still look like a horrid piece of garbage." My cock twitches in its cage from the insults as the bag is closed up again, trapping me in my disgusting and sinking hell as the bugs continue to buzz and crawl around me.

Some time later I hear the bag lower and a water bottle is pushed into my gag, thirsty I drink it down. I then feel dust and used cleaning wipes and kitchen roll fall over me and stick to my body, bits of pizza crust, crisps and empty beer cans follow.

"Found this and thought you might like it." I feel the thin rubbery material touch my tongue and the taste of cum as the contents of what must be a condom is emptied into my open mouth, not knowing if it's my partner's or someone else's I swallow it down and the condom is placed on my head, the remaining drops of cum slowly leaking out into my hair.

"Ew, you disgusting cum dump, I don't even know who's that was." My cock hardens at the thought, that's the second load of strangers cum I've consumed.

The rest of the day passes, the only interaction with anything outside my bag being food from dinner being emptied on top of me and another drink of water, other than that I'm ignored and left to live in my world of trash and garbage.

The next several days are quiet, my bag only being open for more rubbish to be added, cum ro cover my face and the occasional drink of water, a routine and existence that I'm strangely getting used to. My bag is now beginning to feel full though, the trash inside now reaching my shoulders. The bag opens above me.

"That reeks, I want to throw up. It's a good thing that the bins are being emptied tomorrow, this definitely needs taking away." I moan in response not wanting to be collected by the binmen but I'm just ignored as a cock slides into my mouth. As I suck on it and run my tongue over it I realise that it's not my partner's cock but someone else's. Humiliation at being seen like this fills me and my cock strains hard into it's cage. The strangers cum fills my mouth and I swallow it down into my empty stomach.

My blindfold is raised to rest on my sticky forehead and looking up I see my partner and another man look down at me in disgust.

"I told you what a filthy piece of trash he is." The other man smiles cruelly.

"It suits him, it's definitely where he belongs. Garbage belongs with other garbage after all." I moan in response as the insults and being referred to as garbage turn me on despite not knowing who he is and why he's here.

"I have a confession, I've been seen Mike here behind your back for quite a while when you're at work or sometimes when you're tied up or left in a trash bag, he’s been here most of the last week, and he's moving in." What! I try to say through my gag. How could he do this to me?

"Just look at you, how could I love a piece of disgusting filthy trash? Don't worry though, I'm going to give you the life you crave and deserve. Time to put you out for pick up." I scream through my gag and fight against both my restraints and garbage inside the bag as it's sealed shut and picked up and taken away. The air inside getting heavy, made worse by my panicking deep breaths of the foul air quickly using up the oxygen inside the bag. Slowly suffocating in the stinking air I calm down and drift off into unconsciousness.

I awake laying naked on a cold concrete floor, my wrists no longer restrained behind my back and my legs free to move. I flex my aching jaw as I realise that my gag has also been removed. Maybe someone found me and saved me. I go to get up and hear the sound of chain against the hard floor and feel the weight of the metal collar locked around my neck. The heavy chain is attached to a ring bolted to the floor in the middle of what looks like a large container, the floor is bulged slightly in the middle and along the walls are piles of garbage.

I hear the sound of a vehicle high above me and a hatch in the ceiling opens automatically letting in sunlight. Trash rains down over me and I scream in surprise as I'm covered in rubbish, bits of it sticking to my already filthy skin, the rest rolling down the slight slop of the floor. I watch the hatch close leaving me in near darkness, faint light shining though tiny holes in the roof gives the room a slight gloomly illumination.

I suddenly hear the sound of a metal door open and through a barred doorway I see my partner and his secret lover. I run towards the door only to be pulled back by my chained collar, the only way to reach the bars is by crawling. I kneel in front of them and grip the bars.

"Where am I? Please let me go." My partner looks at me cruelly and mockingly.

"You're where you belong, in landfill with to rest of the garbage." I pull on the bars in desperation.

"Don't worry, you should feel right at home here. And you'll be fed provided that you do your job as a cum dump and service the men who work here. Behave and you'll be given water ans fed scraps and food waste like vegetable peal and the bits people cut off and throw away."

"You can't keep me here." My partner looks at me confused and amused.

"Why not? Mike here owns the company and you're trash, you belong here, we can't have you littering the world." Tears begin to form in my eyes, I really am just trash now, a piece of garbage in landfill with other rubbish, the feeling somehow makes my cock strain in its cage, maybe this is where I belong, what person would be turned on by this?

"Now then my garbage goblin time to earn your keep." At this he slides his cock through the bars and accepting my place as just a piece of trash I take his cock in my mouth.