I stand naked and blindfolded as I wait excitedly for my boyfriends surprise, it's my birthday and he has a special present for me.

"Are you ready for your birthday surprise?"

"Yes." I smile both excitedly and nervously. I feel his hands gently pull my arms behind my back and feel the cold metal of handcuffs clicking shut around my wrists. I playfully struggle while my cock twitches inside its chastity cage.

"You like your surprise so far?"

"Yes sir."

"Open up." I obediently open my mouth wide allowing him to gag me. I squeal in disgust as a damp used cleaning cloth is shoved into my mouth, the horrid takes filling my senses as a muzzle gag is quickly locked over my face, holding my mouth shut and keeping the disgusting rag trapped inside my mouth, resting on my tongue, my saliva soaking into to it, only making the taste stronger as it brings out flavours buried inside the fabric, the taste almost causing me to gag as I struggle against my restraints and my cock strains against its cage more turned on than ever.

"Calm down, I know that you like it but that's just the start of your surprise. I've booked you a full night's stay at an exclusive hotel, you'll spend your birthday trapped in the dumpster at the end of our garbage shoot." My mind fills with a mixture of dread, excitement and arousal. We've explored my strange fetish for being treated like human trash before but never this far, only being put in a trash bag indoors, this is more intense, not just our garbage shoot goes to there but three of our neighbours do as well, there's no telling what I might get covered in or have to live with.

"Oh, I just remembered, I also planned for a party for you at the same time that you're away. I'll make sure to send some cake down to you. Now time to get you off on your vacation." I feel his hand grip my arm and guide me towards the door, my heart racing as he opens it and drags me outside, my naked body fully exposed for all to see as he leads me over to the dumpster, the lid opening with a loud bang in the quiet early morning. I feel the wind blow over my exposed and vulnerable body as I'm lifted up and moved over the dumpster.

"Enjoy your stay, I'll be back to get you out in the morning." With that I'm suddenly let go of and I let out a muffled scream as I plummet down into the large bin, hitting the pile of rubbish and bouncing and rolling into the far corner, my body immediately picking up bits of trash as it sticks to my body, the feeling of being filthy turning me on in disgust. Hoping to remain out of sight, in doing so I'm left sitting under the garbage shoot,  although no one really ever comes down to put things in the dumpster. As I hear the thud of the dumpster lid the smell of week old rubbish suddenly fills my senses, the putrid mixture of old food, emptied litter boxes, used toiletries, emptied hoovers, and other waste making me gag slightly. I wiggle in my new home as I feel bugs start to crawl over my skin and hear flies buzz around the container.

I jump as something wet and cold lands on my body, followed by egg shells and cold beans raining down on me, the liquid from the egg shells and bean juice running down my back and soaking into my hair. My stomach rumbles hungrily as I smell the leftovers of someone else's breakfast but only taste the revolting tastes of the used cleaning cloth now disposed into my mouth, I wonder if that was my boyfriend's meal. Suddenly I feel a damp tissue land on my shoulder, the sticky, slimey mucous clings to my skin and I shiver in disgust and my cock twitches.

As I sit, the thrown away food drying on my skin and in my hair, I hear various sounds of people going about their day, cars driving away, people walking passed the dumpster, not knowing that I'm hidden inside.

I moan as the midday sun heats the dumpster, the warm air heavy with the thick stench of rotting garbage, the smell somehow worse than it was earlier in the day. Along with the unbearable smell the building heat makes me thirsty, my body dripping in sweat, my own stink attracting swarms of bugs crawl over me as I sit in cooking filth.

I let out I muffled cry of surprise as dirt and dust rains over me, covering my already, sweaty, sticky and filthy body in a layer of itchy dust, causing me to cough slightly. Breathing in the dust I sneeze and snot drools down over my face and onto my chest, with my hands trapped behind my back I'm unable to wipe it away and am forced to sit with my snot dripping over me and drying on my skin, like some disgusting and helpless child.

I shuffle slightly and moan as I feel pressure in my bladder, my cock pushing painfully against its cage as I desperately try not to piss myself. With a disgusted groan I feel a warm damp puddle grow underneath me, the trash I'm sitting on growing soggy with my own waste, adding new and horrid smells to the container that I'm trapped inside, the smell of my piss and that of other garbage filling my senses.

I freeze in fear as I hear someone walking towards the dumpster, as quietly as possible I push myself into the corner furthest away from the lid and watch as blinding evening sunlight shines into my dark shelter, for a moment fresh air flows inside, reminding me of the stench I have to endure in my prison. Thankfully the lid is only opened a small amount as a small bag is thrown in, the small blue bag badly tied opening as it rolls, the awful smell quickly filling the container as the lid slams shut and the dog walker continues on, unknowingly trapping me with their dog shit, torturing my senses, causing me me to gag into my stuffed mouth as I'm unable to get away from the foul smell.

I flinch as I glfeel something wet land on me, fleshy object sticking and slowly sliding down my body as the smell of the old piece of meat fills my senses and makes me groan in disgust as its juices drip over me. A gone off vegetable splats onto my head, the smelly liquid oozing out into my hair and down my face, the smell clinging to my nose. Someone must be having a clear out of their fridge. I'm suddenly hit by a plastic milk bottle, the loose lid popping off, spraying my with the old milk, as a black banana lands on my shoulder, the skin splitting on impact, the mushy insides leaking over me, followed by two eggs, each cracking open on my mead, the horrid yoke dripping over me. I try to hold back as the smells make me want to retch, unable to get away and forced to sit in my prison as it dries into my hair and skin, the feeling of being so filthy making my cock strain and twitch in its cage.

I shiver slightly as the night sets in, the dumpster quickly losing all the heat it had collected during the day, the trash around me failing to isulate me from the cold breeze that manages to flow through the slight gap between the lid and dumpster. As I shiver I hear various cars drive into the carpark and hear voices, ones that I recognise, ones of friends. What is happening? He wasn't joking about the birthday party was he. I suddenly feel a new wave of humiliation and objectification as I'm forced to exist as trash hidden in the dumpster during my own birthday party, guests unknowingly passing me and dropping rubbish onto me, while at my own party. My cock can't help but twitch as the guests continue to arrive and I pull on my handcuffs, I hope no one sees me or finds me, how would I possibly explain this to anyone? What excuse will my boyfriend make to explain why I'm not there?

I hear the sound of music in the distance and even a few people outside happily talking, the smell of the food makes its way down the garbage shoot as my empty stomach rumbles. Part of me thinks about the food that must be in here but even if I wanted I can't eat due to the gag locked over my mouth, the only thing to keep me going is the disgusting used cloth to suck on, the taste a constant reminder of what I currently am, a piece of trash living in the dumpster, waiting to be saved and allowed out, while others live their lives.

As my stomach continues to complain I feel warm and damp salad fall down over me, the dressing making leaves stick to me, more food that I can't consume, the unwanted scraps taunting me. As time passed more waste from the party lands over me, plastic cups, their sticky containts dripping over my body, pizza crusts and used napkins. The worst though is the slice of birthdays cake that splatters onto me, I'm guessing that's my slice of my own cake, the sugary icing sticking to my filthy body.

I suddenly feel something warm and rubbery land on my shoulder and groan in disgust as I smell and feel the strangers cum drip down my back, my cock twitching as I wonder whose it is or if it was a friends or even a neighbours.

I freeze as I hear a noise, one that sounds like someone retching. Realising what it is I try to move but fail to get out of the way as warm vomit rains down onto me, the burning acidic smelling liquid covering my body, half digested food getting tangled in my hair. I struggle to not throw up myself as I sit in the mess, desperately wanting to get out but forced to live with the overwhelming smells, ones that keep attracting more bugs and flies.

I shiver curled up in the corner, desperately trying to keep warm. The night is quiet now, the party guests have gone home, the only activity being that of the bugs crawling and swarming over my body, attracted by my heat and the various smells covering my body, some even biting into my flesh. With everyone asleep part of me wonders if I should try and climb out of my stinky prison but even if I can push up the lid with my hands cuffed behind my back, I'm naked and locked out, I'd also risk being scene covered in all this filth, plus being trapped in here waiting like just another piece of trash while disgusted and tormented by the smells and feeling dirty and disgusting is what turns me on, my cock hasn't stopped straining all day and part of me doesn't want it to end. I close my eyes trying to ignore the freeing cold, crawling bugs, filth covering my body, putrid smells and my straining cock, hoping and waiting to be let out of the dumpster.

I wake to a shower of small hard objects raining down in me, as I regain my sense and fully wake up I realise what it is, as my neighbour empties their cats litter box on to me, bits of cat litter and worse sticking to me, adding yet another putrid smell to my torturous existence.

Hearing the birds I know that it is early morning, my boyfriend should be hear to save me soon, I hope he isn't long, if he's late I might have to stay here all day, although if my cock is anything to go by that might not be so bad.

Wait, what's that beeping noise? Oh no! Fear grips me as I struggle against my cuffs, my heart racing as I panic and try to get up and push open the heavy lid as the world around me jolts, my restrained arms failing to reach up high enough. The dumpster tipes to one side, causing me to slide and fall over, landing on the dog bag, its contwnts smearing over my skin, garbage covering me, as I'm emptied, along with the rest of the rubbish, into the garbage truck. I scream into my gag and my cock strains as I'm buried under a mountain of trash and taken to be entombed in landfill, my terrified cries for help drowned out by the loud noises of the truck and muffled by the weight of garbage crushing down on me, my constantly straining cock managing to cum, as the truck drives away, delivering me and the rest of the trash to my final home at the landfill where we belong.

Epilogue:

I wake slightly to the beeping noise, the sound painfully echoing in my head. Exhausted I roll over and drift off back to sleep, as the bin men empty the bins, something in the back of my mind tries to tell me that I need to do something important but I'm sure that it can wait till I've slept off this hangover.