The Chastity House of the Boy Citizens

THIS IS PURELY A FICTION STORY. NONE OF IT IS TRUE. I HOPE. YOU MUST ABOVE 18+ to read this! YOU ARE NOT TO TRY ANYTHING IN THIS! ITS FICTION GET IT? I’M NOT RESPONSIBLE!!! Including the orgasms you might have reading this Plot: A boy (22) is trapped by a man and forced into becoming his slave boy. However the man doesn’t allow the boy to wank and uses technology to keep him denied for the rest of his life. Soon after, the boy is made a “model” for other boys who are faced with government forced orgasm denial (of another country), if they fail to control their cocks they would send them to die in a orgasm filled yet painful death. Tags: Permanent orgasm denial, Jeans fetish, Latex fetish, Sci-Fi, no underwear, helpless boys, forced orgasm denial, Male-Male, entombed. Please tell me on how I should continue this. I’m thinking of writing it from a convict boys perspective. Anyhow remember that this is a fiction story (well most of it). You can send in your personal thoughts to [email protected]. Dan was a worker at a food outlet, every morning he would wear his usual dress, which was tight jeans and the company shirt and sit at the drive in counter. Dan was just 22 years and was very attractive to girls who visited the food outlet. He was a really decent guy and didn’t have any pervert thoughts. He would dress neatly from his small age and had always worn underwear to keep decent. He would work with Jorden, Frank, Leyon and Jenny as the outlet was opened till 1AM. Most of the time it will be on shifts. Dan was not from around here so he was given sleeping quarters behind the shop. There was one room with bunk beds able to accommodate 8 people. Jenny was a girl so she was as per company policy was employed from the local area and went home after 8PM. Dan was every year given a transfer as this was company policy. He was due for a transfer next week. Dan had no family of his own so he was sort of a workaholic and didn’t mind the transfers. The next week, Dan got the letter that he was transferred to a small town shop outside Toronto. The next day he packed his bags and got on the bus. Hours later in the evening he arrived at the new work place in the middle of a deserted highway. He was welcomed by the existing worker named Fred who showed him the bunk area. This was a certainly out of date shop which only had a drive through and apparently there was no toilet. The toilet Dan and Fred would use was located in the bunk room itself and didn’t have an exact wall; it was more of a blurred curtain. For Dan this was a jaw dropping issue because Dan would take his mobile into the toilet and watch porn and masturbate in the privacy of the toilet leaving the shower running to pretend that he is taking a long bath. This was how he would masturbate since he was small! Fred who noticed the face of Dan after seeing the curtain could understand what Dan was upset about and commented “Guess no more wanking in the shower eh?”. Dan replied “No shit, where do we change?”, “In here I guess” replied Fred. Things only kept getting worse for Dan. Since the shop was far beyond outdated and that there was no dining area there was another issue, no WiFi access! He looked at his phone and found that there was only GSM coverage in the area and that meant really slow web browsing and in short meant no more porn access! Dan was going crazy as he sat on the bed and noticed that there were two beds in the room and they were not bunked. This meant there was less privacy when he slept. Fred who was filling up an order poked his face into the room and saw Dan’s face like he was about to cry. “Want to help out here?” said Fred. Dan got to work. At 1AM the shop closed. Fred who showed little shyness came into the room were Dan was seen seated and started to undress himself in front of Dan. “Don’t mind?” asked Fred, “No” replied Dan. Dan however noticed that as he took down his tight jeans Fred didn’t have anything underneath. On top of that Fred was hard under his jeans and had his enormous cock just pop out, Dan noticed that he had huge balls. Fred noticed that Dan was quite shocked to see his cock and balls, “Don’t get shocked, this is because I hate masturbation” told Fred as he got inside the toilet area. Through the entire shower Dan could see Fred’s throbbing cock through the blurred curtain as he continued to wash without care for it. Fred returned outside and asked “How old are you mate?”, “22” replied Dan. “Ahh, I’m 26, you going to take a wash?”. “Yea” replied Dan as he got up. He covered himself with a towel before getting rid of his jeans and underwear. “Shy I see” commented Fred. Dan smiled and got into the shower. As soon as he was in, he removed his towel. Dan’s boy cock sprang to life and came to full erection within seconds. Dan was unable to do anything. Dan could see Fred was outside looking at him. “Hey dude can you just go out of the room and close the door? I need some privacy here please” asked Dan, Fred asked “Why mate? Coz you need to beat off? Eh?”, “Yea sort of” replied Dan. Fred got up and instead of leaving outside, he came towards the curtain and barged right through it and grabbed Dan by his hair, “Listen mate, here after, you will not masturbate! Got that?”, Dan said “Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do!”. Fred just tackled the naked boy onto the floor “Or I fucking break your neck boy, how’s that?”, Dan said “You fucking retard, you can’t tell me shit. Get the fuck off me, pervert”. “Oh really?” said Fred and in an instant he took a pair of hand cuffs and secured it to Dan’s wrist and lifted the over powered boy up and cuff the other end to a pipe running across in the middle of the toilet area, and in the next second took another pair and did the same to his other hand. In a moment, Dan was over powered and secured standing with his hands above his head. Dan started to scream and shout foul words at Fred and struggled to get free. The railing pipe was strong and was embedded into the concrete; there was no way to break free. Fred pulled out a suit case from under his bed and got out a ball gag and a gas mask. With little effort he installed the gag to the idiotically screaming boy who had no idea what it was. He then installed the gas mask which effectively silenced Dan to the sound of a whisper. Dan screamed “You retard, let me fucking go” but nothing was heard. Dan noticed that he cannot be heard and after around an hour of struggling gave up. His cock was limp in fear. He stood their helpless as Fred continued to adore his victim. “Here is the news mate, if you fucking don’t do what I say, you will spend the rest of your days like this, you are now my little slave boy, get it?” as Fred said this Dan started to wine, “Listen to me you worthless boy” as Fred grabbed Dan by his hair. “I don’t fucking care if you die, but until you accept your fate, you will remain here like this, every morning I will ask you if you are ready to accept your fate, if you accept me as your master nod yes, if you don’t answer me, I won’t accept your nods till the next morning. Got that?” Dan didn’t nod anything. Dan was furious. Dan new that no one would look for him, Fred left Dan and kept the curtain open, he found Dan’s mobile and took it out of the room. Fred returned with a pan of melted plastic “Oops! There goes your porn collection!” laughed Fred. Dan remember the gigabytes of porn he had downloaded! Some from paid services! For a moment Dan actually sobbed. Fred laughed and got into bed wearing only his tight jeans. The next morning, Fred asked the hanging boy who had peed himself the question “Do you accept your fate?” Dan looked up and started struggling. Fred also noticed that Dan was hard and his cock throbbed. Fred came into the toilet area and stroked the boys cock twice, “Too bad! You can’t do anything about it”. With that Fred undressed himself and took a shit and a sho

Later. Smiling, he dressed while his penis throbbed inside his jeans, casting a glance at the helpless Dan. Dan stood there, utterly unable to act because of how powerless he was. He wanted water, but nothing was offered and he knew Fred wouldn’t give him any. Stubborn as ever, Dan held on; his arms hurt from pain. Occasionally, Fred would come over to stroke Dan or fondle his non-erect member. At night, after washing up, Fred noticed Dan throbbing again so he brought the boy close but made sure he didn’t cum. Dehydrated by now, Dan had to preserve himself and began accepting his fate with nods of agreement. However, remembering Fred’s warning, Dan waited until morning.

When Fred got up, he found Dan no longer standing upright but hanging from the cuffs. He slowly lifted the boy’s head, causing him to immediately nod “Yes” in agreement. Devastated by this realization and unable to move freely, Dan watched as Fred removed his mask and un-cuffed him before leading him to the bed. Using four pairs of hand cuff devices, Fred secured Dan tightly on all sides. Small sips of water and tiny portions of food helped re-hydrate him. By evening, feeling much better without making a sound, Dan lay naked asleep.

Fred woke him up, and Dan sensed something around his penis and testicles. Confused, he looked down while raising his head. Fred began to explain: “That gadget on your cock and balls is designed to detect and prevent orgasms. If you step one meter away from this building, it will inject a drug that kills you instantly; only I can release you via remote control.” Shocked into silence, Dan stared at him. “Oh, I haven’t even reached the best part yet,” Fred continued. “The device keeps edging you endlessly, keeping your on the edge of orgasm 24/7.”

“Please, man, please let me go! I won’t tell the cops!” Dan pleaded. Fred objected: “Raise any questions or beg to leave and I will put you back there,” pointing toward the pipe in the toilet area. Just then, the device activated to edge him further; within moments, the horny boy was at the peak of arousal again. He couldn’t believe it—so close yet unable to cum.

“I’ve already injected you with a special drug that stops precum and prevents your semen from being reabsorbed into your body,” Fred explained. “Your testicles will grow huge daily, along with your urge to cum… until the day they finally do… which might never happen.” “Don’t worry though; thanks to the medication altering their elasticity, your sac walls and nuts won’t explode.”

Fred removed the cuffs, ordering Dan to defecate and clean up. At the toilet, Fred watched as the boy tried beating off his throbbing penis! Laughing, he left.

Minutes later, waiting on the bed with clothes missing, Dan received a pair of very tight jeans and a company shirt from Fred. “No underwear?” asked Dan. “For what purpose?” replied Fred. Struggling to button them due to their extreme tightness, his cock throbbed as his balls noticeably enlarged. “Won’t fit right?” queried Fred. “Yes,” confirmed Dan.

Approaching the boy, Fred pulled and pushed him around until he felt the jeans enclose deeply into his ass crack as Fred squeezed the throbbing penis tightly between them before buttoning it shut. Immediately noticing the strange sensation of wearing tight denim without underwear underlayer, each throb made Dan feel hornier and more helpless.

Later tasked with working in the shop preparing orders, he couldn’t help twitching his hips attempting to reach orgasm—but even rubbing his erection through the fabric failed to push him over the edge. Feeling his balls expand within the constrained denim confines, though thirsty for water but lacking appetite entirely—he remained confused and scared.

At closing time Fred met Dan seated bewildered on the bed trying unsuccessfully remove those impossibly tight jeans—it seemed permanent! Haha laughed Fred “Can’t get it off? Its permanent!” Looking utterly confused at first then understanding deeper meanings behind words spoken earlier now—Fred continued explaining how these special nano-technology garments would never come off unless ripping skin away plus there was no way disabling once activated true indeed felt pointed upwards penis wasn’t moving anywhere inside the garment seemed leave free while rest glued crotch area body noticed pubic hair missing although still present when putting jeans on used waste fuel itself needing wash done wearing keeping dry after showering smiled getting onto bed attempted sleep constant arousal prevented resting only thought filling mind was cumming throbbing cock needed release night time thirstiness drinking water expanding balls rubbing self edging contributing expansion cum inside observed despite tightness allowing ball growth noticed huge bulge hours later suddenly jumping bed cloth face smelling funny seconds fell asleep awoken unable see anything first thing felt urge unimaginable started rubbing through denim something placed head sort hood mask heavy tube mouth could move body strapped wall standing except arms neck secured wasn’t wearing shirt couldn’t recollect whether dreaming struggled instantly heard beep robotic voice said “Do not struggle electrocuted” wild didn’t care trying free suddenly huge surge electricity entered whole back nearly 10 seconds screamed stopped robotic male voice repeated warning scared pain moaning click seeing outside hall large glass box looking down massive bulge balls jeans saw smiling poor helpless boy screamed minutes stared丹 wa

He was inside a large glass enclosure, bound and wearing only his snug jeans. The box sat on a three-foot pedestal in the hallway. Fred approached it and adjusted something at the base. Soon after, Dan began to hear noises from outside.

Fred then spoke up… “Listen closely, boy. You are now permanently mounted inside a display case at the Chastity Mansion for Boys. You will serve as an example for the boys here who have been surrendered by the government for rehabilitation. These are 20-to-30-year-old males who failed either the homosexual or pedophile tests administered forcefully by the state, or because they were caught viewing internet porn through their “Great Firewall” logging system. The only things you will know about the chemicals and technology behind your condition are the nutrition pills.

Classes regarding your situation will be held right in front of you. They will teach how these boys should avoid ejaculation and live a life of chastity without leaking a single drop, living solely on edging rather than climaxing. They will undergo daily training while wearing skin-tight standard jeans. They will look to you and the other model boys for hope and assurance that it is possible to live an orgasm-free life or at least one with minimal leakage.

You are free to rub yourself whenever you wish. Your ball bulge, visible through your jeans, indicates how much cum remains in you. The mask tube supplies all the water you need to keep your balls large and full of semen. Thus, you will spend the rest of your life inside this box for the boys to observe your edge-living existence. There is no escape, no way out, and no choice in the matter.

So just enjoy your urge to cum and appreciate the view of the boys who will look at you with their cocks throbbing beneath their tight jeans. The boys here only leave this place on the day they can retain their load for four years without leaking a drop from their skin-tight jeans, even without underwear. Basically, the boys are locked into their jeans and released only for supervised toilet breaks; their zippers are also locked shut. Although they have been injected with medication to prevent precum so far, none of them have left successfully trained not to cum—but you are their hope! That it IS possible.

Got it? And oh, these boys get three chances. Their shirts indicate their status. Boys who have never ejaculated wear white. After a boy cums in his jeans for the first time, he is sent into the milk room. He will be placed inside a chamber with his jeans; within this chamber lies a high-tech milking device that forces him to cum repeatedly while still wearing his jeans until he passes out. The boys remain hydrated during this process, so some even stay in there for five days! The beauty of it is that once the boy enters, not even staff can stop the process.

So when the boy wakes up again after passing out (hopefully), he will be dressed into a green shirt and returned to the population. When he loses his load a second time, he goes back into the same chamber but this time receives electrocution for every orgasm within 24 hours. Each shock is non-lethal but lasts ten minutes.

Once outside again after that, he gets a yellow shirt. If he cums for the third time, he is taken to a separate feed-training chamber where his jeans are removed and a milking machine works him endlessly. He will be forced to consume all of his own cum, forcefully eating every drop. The boy stays hydrated to ensure he does not pass out from dehydration and that his ejaculation volume grows large enough to make him hate the sensation. This continues until he passes out.

Finally, before returning to the population with a red shirt, the boy is fitted with a permanently welded metal chastity cage. If he cums again after this, it will be his last! Upon the fourth orgasm, the boy is taken and stripped from his jeans; then, a milking device is implanted into that permanent brass chastity cage. A pure latex suit is dressed onto him, covering his entire body and sealed shut. He is placed and strapped completely inside a small coffin-sized glass box.

This glass box sits in the middle of a large cement block mold, held centered by a thin metal rod. Once awake, Dan will watch as quick-drying cement and epoxy mixture fill around him. A speaker built into his middle coffin begins playing repeatedly: “Now you will die because you couldn’t stop cumming. Now you will cum until you die; there is no escape. You will cum till you die. Hope you enjoyed your orgasm-filled life, these are your last moments. Once the concrete sets, this block will be used for national building construction. So don’t worry, worthless cumming boy, this government has made value of you.”

There are soundproofed air holes on those blocks leading to the inner coffin. After the cement hardens, a timed milking device with six months of battery life activates. The boy lives in orgasm and ejaculation until he grows weak from lack of food or water; if the device detects he has passed out, it attempts to wake him for another orgasm via electrocution. After which, the boy dies, and the device enters constant electrocution mode, trying to rouse him, lasting several days depending on remaining battery.

It is possible that the boy feels his block being cemented onto a building before taking his last breath, as these blocks are in high demand.

So Dan, you must give hope to these boys. For nearly 19 hours of their lives, they watch videos of those suffering in the chambers and videos of boys dying inside their cement blocks with audio commentary. The entire class focuses on watching screens and hearing final words transmitted wirelessly from cameras and microphones attached to the sides of the cement block.

So I hope you spend your life well here. And do not think of humanity, Dan; all staff here are high-tech robots who respect little more than humanity, much like the rest of this government. As they say, it’s the only way to keep this large population under control. Oh, don’t worry—your nutrition pills will be delivered automatically through the tube.

With that, Fred left Dan.

Inside the glass box, Dan couldn’t believe what Fred had said; it felt like a very long bad dream. The words “Great Firewall” meant he was far away from home. Helplessly, Dan began to sob.

“Do not sob or you will be electrocuted,” said the robotic voice. Just then, Dan received an electric shock. He stopped and looked at the view he would see for the rest of his life. But he desperately needed to cum; he wanted to rub himself, but knew there was no point.

The device edged him. His cock throbbed. Whenever Dan felt thirsty, he sucked on the tube inside the mask to drink water.

Hours later, class began. About 1500 boys came into view of Dan and sat down. Dan waved at them. He tried to talk but they couldn’t hear anything. There was no teacher for the class. The boys sat watching a video on the huge flat LED screen showing suffering boys who could soon be next.

Dan heard a boy screaming “Noooo” in the audio of the video picked up by the microphone. Dan looked up, and on the roof area of his glass box, a screen displayed a mirrored image of the classroom screen with English subtitles! As the boy voiced his last words before passing out—“NNNever cum, keeeep it all inssside, the fffeeelllling is not woorrrth it.”—he could see that even with such danger ahead, some boys holding their load for a long time seemed to be throbbing beneath their jeans.

Just then, human-like staff robots opened the room door and 100 more new white-shirted boys were sent into the room; Dan knew they were new convicts. Several hours later, a cute-looking white-shirt boy who had been touching himself under his desk convulsed in her seat.

He was taken away. Dan spotted the cum mark on the boy’s jeans. He started to ponder his own fate—what could he possibly do while trapped in that glass enclosure to offer hope to these kids?

I’d appreciate your advice on how I should proceed with this story. I’m leaning toward narrating it from the point of view of a convict youth, mostly fiction though.

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