Tom\'s Pillow

May 4 2015

    It was a warm sunny day outside.The cicadas were buzzing cheerfully.Tom's half open shades let some sun rays

through his bedroom window.She woke up first as was usually the case,feeling Tom's saliva on her skin.It took

a while for her to get used to the weight of his head against her soft belly.But Tom was a real drooler in his

sleep,and everyday she would wake up(whenever she managed to fall asleep) with a soaked belly or breasts.Margaret had gotten used to that too,eventually.

It was part of her life,now.It was a horrific one,from every view possible,but humans have a quality to adjust

to every situation,even more so if that situation is unchangeable.Tom's attitude towards her played a great role

in her mental conditioning.Her muffled protests during the first months were never met with replies or threats.

A harsh pinch on her nipples or two fingers over her nose sent the message quicker than any words could.She was

totally under Tom's control and coming to terms with it just meant fewer suffering.

Now she didn't even tried to talk whenever he removed the black gag in order to force-feed her with the red one.

It all seemed so pointless now.No one would ever rescue her now,after so many months.Especially since they had

already come to Tom's house asking for information.She tried to forget about that day,the thought of it alone,made her heart sink.

    It was a Monday,she remembered it because Tom had left the radio in his room open.He had just used her once

more and was now making dinner when a knock on the door was heard.Tom never had guests over and Margaret had

noticed.She started screaming at the top of her lungs and struggle as much as she could.Tom looked throught the

eye-hole on his door and saw two police officers waiting."Just a minute!" he yelled nervously and went to the

bedroom.he picked up Margaret and held her against his torso with a hand.He opened the closet where he kept his

laundry and placed her inside the wooden basket.He threw a bunch of clothes over her too,to silence her even more and closed the closet.He opened the door trying to look as relaxed as possible.

"Hello.We were wondering if you could help us with a missing person.She lives a few blocks away."Said the

policeman.The other one showed him the picture of a girl.She had brown eyes and brown hair and her smile

made her even more beautiful than she already was.

"No i don't think i've ever seen her."said Tom.Margaret's screams couldn't reach the mens ears but she didn't

know that.She could her them talking pretty well and the fact that she knew she was so close to freedom made

her even more miserable.She couldn't get enough leverage to knock the basket she was in down.The clothes that

covered her made breathing more difficult to,and thus she got tired quickly.

"Are you sure?" said the man,who also looked tired."Yes",Tom simply said."I'll be sure to inform you if i see

her anywhere though"The two police officers thanked him for his time and left.

    Other than that no one had visited Tom.He spend mornings away at work,then return at midday and stayed home

until the next morning.He usually left her on his bed while he was away,but just to be sure she wouldn't alert

anyone,he would cover her eyes with a blindfold.That way,even if she could manage to move,she would be unable to

find help.Those four-five hours every day drove her to the brink of madness.She laid there,without any visual stimuli,her mind the only company she had.

And it was a bad company at that.She couldn't doze off that easily and forget about her past,that she was a

person,with friends,family and a life of her own.These thoughts would only hurt her now,and therefore she didn't

want them anymore.When Tom returned he would usually feed her for the day,mostly a creamy mix he had made

himself,consisting of dog food and any leftovers he might had,all mashed in a blender.He sometimes added his piss orsperm in the mix,especially when he the portion wasn't enough.Margaret had realized that the food would sometimesknock her out,in order for Tom to clean her and brush her teeth,although a lot of times he liked to take baths with his 'pillow' and clean her then.

As with everything,she had no choice.She couldn't starve herself to death,because of the tube that was forcefully pushed down her throat,and she couldn't injure herself fatally,as Tom had removed any sharp objects or furniture from his room.Sometimes she wished he would just get tired of her and just end her misery.But after a few weeks,she wasn't even that high of a maintenance.She was truly as important to him,as a furniture or a device you own.An object to make him ejaculate and a pillow to cuddle with its smooth and soft material.

    When he was bored he would often play with her,although she didn't consider whatever was happening at those times "play".He loved to torture her sensitive nipples.he would stick clothe pins on them and watch her moan in pain.After a few times,he would get bored again and added more pins in more places of her butchered body.Her clit,her ears,the inside of her thighs,her armpits.He'd look at her eyes pleading him for mercy,as she knew that trying to talk would grand her even greater suffering.When those pretty brown eyes started welling up,he knew she had reach her limit.

That didn't mean he stopped though.A lot of times when he was taking a bath with her,he would hold her underwater for increasing periods of time.He enjoyed her squirming but that also increased her breath-holding ability,which came in handy whenever she deepthroated him.

He liked her long brown hair and that's why he hadn't cut them off.He used them to secure Margaret,usually on his bedpost or wherever she could slide off.Once he tied them to cealing fan and watched her swing back and forth.It was so cute!Tom really liked cuddling with his pillow in front of the T.V.Her soft flawless skin and her warm body felt great against him.Those times he blindfolded her."Objects don't watch T.V" he had thought to himself.Still,Margaret enjoyed the sounds coming from it.It distracted her from her situation and her thoughts and she remained rather peaceful at those times.

January 19 2016

    Margaret turned 24 that day.Offcourse,she didn't know that.Days and weeks flew by and whatever semblance of time she had came from a rare glimpse on the weather outside,or most importantly,the heat inside the house.She had gotten used to being naked and rarely got cold.On the summer though,Tom was getting hot by her warm belly,so he often layed his head on her breasts and her curvy butt.

More importantly,Margaret had started to forget.People's faces,facts about her past life,most of it was a blur

now,like a weird dream.That encouraged her mental deterioration.It wasn't obvious really,she didn't had to do any actual mental task.But it showed on the way she was with Tom.She never fought back or protest anymore.She never struggled when he force-fed her,even when she tasted his bodily fluids.She didn't complain when he tortured her for his amusement.More notably,she lately had started to seek sexual release from her time with Tom.During the first year,Tom's sexual urges were something she just had to carry through.At best,she tried to make him finish quickly,so he would leave her alone.

But now,all her inhibitions had been thrown away.She would often try to entice Tom by wiggling her hips and offering him her holes.Being fucked was the only think she could enjoy in her life now,so she tried to take advantage of it.Tom had noticed that,although he didn't care much either way.He used her holes just like before,and was happy that he didn't need to hold her in place so much,as she was willingly bouncing on his penis.

But when her saw her manage to orgasm in two different occasions,an idea entered his mind.He returned home one day holding a plastic bag and went straight to his bedroom.He took out an 8 inch dildo,a remote control and a metal belt that went through the legs and had a holder just beneath the crotch area.Margaret looked at it afraid but also hopeful that she would have some long awaited release.Without saying a word,Tom placed the dildo on the belts holder,the strapped the belt tightly above Margaret's pelvis.she found it uncomfortable,both the metal pressing against her waist and the big dildo that was placed inside her without a drop of lubrication.

Tom pressed a button on the remote control,and she felt a strong buzzing sensation inside her.It felt good,it felt really good!A moan escaped her as she tried to get every corner of her insides touched by moving around as much as she could.Tom laughed at the sight and then clicked another button.The vibrator continued buzzing but it wasn't as powerful as before.Margaret looked at him confused."Why he would lower the setting?"she thought.A smirk emerged on Tom's face and he left the room,closing the door behind him.

    10 hours had passed since her belt was put on.Margaret was losing her mind at this point.She felt like her own body taunted her.Aroused for so long but unable to orgasm,no matter how much she tried.She had been sweating

profusely and had dehydrated a lot.The inviting pressure on her pussy walls was now a painful,neverending tease.

He had found a new way to torment her.When Tom entered the room it was almost midnight.She looked at him with the same pleading eyes and yelled through the penis-gag that nested inside her mouth.She had forgotten she couldn't do that."Oh..not again" mumbled Tom and pinched her nipples so hard Margaret thought he would snap them off.She whimpered in pain and then stayed quiet,regretful for her action.

Tom watched her for a few seconds that seemed like hours to her,and then removed her belt.He picked her up and

lowered her towards his erect cock.He stopped at the point where the tip came in contact with Margaret's wet orifice.She jerked in his hands,trying to rub herself on there.Tom laughed again and instead,placed her on the bed next to him.He removed the phallus from her mouth and for the first time in a long time talked to her."You have to make me cum if you want me to fuck you."

He laid sideways on the bed,his now semi-hard penis pointing towards her.She tried to crawl towards,even though

she had learned very well,that just her shoulders and her hips didn't provide much traction.He watched her edge her way,little by little,until she finally reached his member.She put her gaping mouth around it and started moving her head back and forth,sucking and licking like it was the biggest test of her life.She had done that before but not like this,for the first time it meant something,there was a goal for her.

After 15 minutes of experiencing the best blowjob in his life,Tom ejaculated inside her thoat.She swallowed it

obediently like every time he had finished there.She had experienced very well how much Tom liked that.She would

not ruin her opportunity at an orgasm after all that torture.She was praying that he wasn't tired now.He usually fucked her twice every time,except if he was tired,he'd fall asleep after a single and fast pump.

Thankfully for her,after he put her gag back on,Tom picked her up again.This time he thrusted her down his again throbbing penis.She was a bit numb from the torturing vibrator but so worked up it didn't matter at all.She needed him more than ever,she needed his dick more than anything.He increased his speed and so did Margaret's breathing.Every push against her cunt produced a moan,and the rythmic melody of it all accelerated...until Margaret came hard,squirting a bit on Tom's legs.Her muscles twitched and any sound stopped,then she exhaled relieved.

August 22 2016

    She wore the belt everyday from then on.Tom started watering her once a day,in addition to her meals.It was necessary to keep her skin alive and beautiful,otherwise the everyday torment of the belt would suck all the "juice" from her young body.

Margaret hated the belt more than anything,and that subsequently nurtured a new hate towards her owner.Tom bought new batteries every week,to make sure she would wear it 24 hours a day,all the time.Being in a constant state of arousal was a nightmare for her.Unlike her shorter previous torments,this one was something she could not ignore,and that frustration was messing with her mind.

Sex was all she could think of and all she thought of.Now,she wanted Tom to cuddle her,to hold her in his arms so that maybe,just maybe,she could reach over that impeccable hurdle.Tom sometimes teased her himself,rubbing her erect nipples and grabbing her ass,massaging her ass hole or simply sliding his fingers up and down her belly.She sometimes would seem to be close to achieving her desire,but then,with just a cruel click of the remote,he would lower the setting even more,prevending his living toy from cumming.

The look she gave him everytime he did that was priceless.It showed her desperation,seeing how she was so close and yet not orgasming,followed by disapointment,knowing that she wasn't gonna be allowed and there was nothing she could do about it,as she was not allowed to talk back or,try to anyway.

Her blindfolded hours were now even worse.Having her sight taken away,it was even harder to distract herself from the buzzing invader.Her mind was feeding on sexual imagery,as a reflex to her neverending arousal.She wasn't the person she knew she was.Her mind had cleared most of her old memories.She tried to remember her parents faces.Their image was blurry and unfocused.She was drifting away from her humanity and there was nothing she could do to stop it.She had been turned into a sex object and her mind craved one thing...

Tom.the only one who could release her from her misery,even for only a few minutes,even if HE was the one that caused all this to her.It didn't matter anymore.Her rational brain had stopped being in charge.