Mick and Melissa sat at the table smiling at each other as they ate. They often enjoyed dining in, not because they couldn’t afford to go out, but because they could tease Brett. 

Brett’s exposed body was under the table as he slowly licked at Mick’s left foot, then the right one. He was disgusted the first time he had to lick his former friend's feet, but now that he partially owned him, there was no option to object.

Melissa giggled as Brett gagged at the task, knowing that he would be eating Mick’s feet for some time before he got his much less appetizing dinner than theirs. 

Despite his disgust, Brett’s denial was getting the best of him. Melissa had locked his cock up months ago and it dripped slowly in the tight chastity cage as he continued to service Mick.

She adjusted herself in the chair and suddenly felt something wet. 

“Eww Brett, did I just put my foot in your precum?”

Brett wanted to respond, but his mouth was full and now both of them were laughing at him.

Mick looked down under the table right at Brett, “it’s okay buddy, I know you love worshipping us.”

Melissa suddenly stepped away and came back with a dildo she placed on the ground across the dining room. 

“Go fuck yourself, now Brett.” She ordered him sternly and pointed at the dildo. 

Brett crawled out from under the table, across the hard tile floor. He recognized the dildo immediately. It was just weeks ago he’d been introduced to it, not by choice of course.

Since he’d been locked in chastity, Brett had been becoming increasingly horny. Mick and Melissa loved his eagerness to please them, but Mick was only interested in Brett for his oral abilities. 

As a result, the two had decided to make a dildo replica of Mick's quite large cock. Now, whenever Brett was appearing too horny, or whenever they wanted some extra entertainment, they’d have Brett take it up the ass.

Brett kneeled over the large rubber cock and worked himself onto it. His hole was tight and there wasn’t much lube on it. It was going to hurt.

The two watched as he slowly forced it into his ass, wincing at the pain, and trying to find some pleasure. Slowly, he made some progress and began squatting up and down on the substantial dildo. 

Melissa smiled at him, “Now you can feel what I get to enjoy every night.”

Mick laughed at her teasing, “yeah only he won’t ever get the real thing.”

“He wishes, that cock right there is why his is locked away.”

“You hear that bud, yours stays locked. Now, thank us for letting you ride my dildo.”

Brett looked at both their eager faces in shame, “thank you for letting me ride your dildo sir.”

Mick and Melissa went back to eating, as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on, as Brett picked up speed. He was riding the dildo as some kind of secondary entertainment in the corner, it was humiliating. 

With every thrust up and down, his locked cock bounced back and forth just reminding him of his denial. Just months ago he was a normal guy with a girlfriend, and now here he was, naked and in chastity, worshiping her and his former friend. 

After a few minutes, he could feel the pressure building. Suddenly, he began to cum, hands free and still locked tight. Melissa and Mick laughed as Brett’s cum flung onto the tile in front of him. 

It was humiliating for Brett, and despite cumming quite a bit, he felt virtually no relief from the lack of stimulation to his locked cock. 

“Clean up your mess before someone trips Brett,” Melissa was stern, and serious. 

Brett lifted himself off the dildo quickly and leaned down towards the floor. He slowly extended his tongue and began to lap up his own cum off the tile floor. He was humiliated, but it was a task he’d done before at this point. 

Mick cleared the table while the two laughed and giggled, watching Brett lick the floor. Brett tried to tune out their comments and focus on one task at a time. As he finished and sat up, he knew what was next, as they both led him to the bedroom and prepared to humiliate him all over again.