2017-03-25 - spike - Oh god what a suit 18

Author: spike
Title: Oh, god, what a suit! 18
Date: 25 March 2017

“Progress report, Alpha.”

“Oh god, sir. You have no idea.”

“Oh, I do. You said you didn’t want any pervy slaves listening in. I know exactly what you got up to in there because there was one pervy Master watching. And what’s more. God, he’s going to make a good one. I want him, Alpha.”

“He’s nowhere near ready for that yet, sir!”

“Oh. I know. It’ll be months before he’s ready. But you will groom him. Plant the ideas. Push every button. He’ll make an excellent number five.”

“Will it be the same arrangement as number four then, sir? Stay with us until seven is filled?”

“Of course.”

“Oh, thank you, sir. The fun we’ll have. Four’s looking a little down though. I don’t think he wants to leave me.”

“I don’t sir. But I know what I want is meaningless. At least now I know it is going to be months off. I do admit I am a little curious. I don’t even know what country you’re in, sir.”

“Indeed, four. And you won’t. I doubt you’d pick up on that even when you were with me. So, how are the latest additions settling in?”

four began typing again. “Even Gaz seems to’ve had a turn around since I gave him an hour of what I had. Level five for him sir. Alpha set it on the pod. I’ve given the other two the same. They’re getting to like the idea too, sir. Steve was a real surprise. Level eight compared to my level three. As for their arses, they’re both at the dull throb stage. If the pain has gone after a sleep tonight, it’ll be time for the door, sir. Now, with the fob, I can tell them to hold there hand out, palm open before freezing them. How long should the fob be placed, sir? For an adequate front door experience?”

“Ten seconds should be enough of a warning, four. And if you do, they can both have full access, one free day. That means they can play together in the dungeon.”

“One has volunteered for mannequin duty, sir. He wants to see his ex losing his temper at never seeing the man he’d been treating as a punching bag for the past two years again. If Damon does appear, once he’s gone, he could be released from the case to join his blank brother upstairs, sir.”

“Good idea.”

Alpha jumped in rather hastily. “Oh, sir! Before you go, something that may aid in the surveillance and possibly even capture without repercussions.”

“Yes, Alpha?”

“Mary’s been suspended for a month, full pay after they received my letter of complaint.”

“Which means no-one at work will be looking for him but his movements may become even more erratic.”

“With no work, it may mean he’ll fall into a routine though, sir.”

“I’ll redirect my slaves to follow him from his home rather than work now that he isn’t going there. Q out.”
* * * * *
“So how’s the arse this morning?”

“Oh god, you were right. I can still feel it up there, but the pain’s gone.”

“Oh, you’ll always feel it, trust me.”

“Actually pretty horny now, permanently plugged.”

“I’m sorry about the next bit blank, but… Now your arse is fine, it’s time.”

“Is that why you’re in that full rubber suit again?”

“Yeah, otherwise I’d freeze too.”

“OK. I doubt it’ll be that bad.”

“That’s why you need to experience it. Anyone thinking that could die in there. Follow me. Mirror room’ll do for this.”

“What’re you going to do?”

“Stand you in there, palm open, freeze you and place this in your hand for ten seconds.” four held up the fob. “It’s been programmed with the same escape protocols. Anyone in a suit who’s unauthorised, zap. The reason we’ll do it while frozen is for the full experience. Told you you freeze in there before the punishments start.”

“OK. Let’s get it over with. It is only a one off isn’t it. No repeat training?”

“Trust me, you’ll never go near that door after one demonstration. There’s also a red line in the warehouse near the shutter doors with the same protection, so don’t go near there either.”

Steve stood, held out his palm flat and four turned on the lights.

Then he placed the fob and counted. “One one thousand two one thousand”

At ten, he removed the fob, turned out the lights and ran back to comfort his friend.

“I’m sorry. But it’s needed. I don’t want anyone dead. I can’t think of a worse way to go.”

Steve just gripped onto him and sobbed, but the sobbing subsided in five minutes and he reached for the keyboard.

“Fuck, I… I never felt anything that bad in my life before. I couldn’t even breath! Why couldn’t I breath?!”

“Remember the first time I resisted, refusing to move when ordered into the display case?”

“He did that to you?”

“Cut off my air yeah, not the rest though. That’s only for the doors. Didn’t want to tell you that. I knew how terrified you were of breath control, but you had to experience it for yourself to be safe. How are you now?”

“I… I can’t feel anything too bad down there again now. You’re right, you do recover quickly enough.”

“Good, cos Master Q’s given you a free day, access all areas upstairs. Which means you can play in the dungeon too.”

“Not much fun on your own.”

“He’s a fair man, blank. He’s released the other blank from work today too so you can play together.”

“Really, oh fucking hell this is going to be fun!”

“Go on up. Remember, you are your own key card now, just touch the locks. I’ll get the other blank up there for you in a while, he’s not got quite a full day, but once he’s free he’ll join you. Get some exercise, watch another whatever on the telly until he arrives. No entry downstairs though. Public remember.”

Steve ran over to the mirror and was gone.

Four sighed and went to Nick then, he’d just had his clean in the wet room.

“How are you now? Arse wise?”

“Fine! It’s gone. Actually feeling quite good down there now.”

“Good. Now, I’ve got an unpleasantness to do. But it is needed, every single slave has to suffer it. Remember I told you not to run cos there were punishments?”

“Ah, right. Experience them so I never try, eh?”

“Got it in one. Hold your hand out flat.”

“OK.”

Lights on, count ten seconds, remove the fob, lights off.

The figure shuddered. “You’re right. I’m never going near there again. Anywhere else to avoid?”

“Warehouse, red line on the floor. You’ve surprised me, even I ended up sobbing after going through that the first time. Most do.”

“First?! Fuck, don’t tell me we need to go through it again?”

“Six. The fob wasn’t programmed with it at the time so he had to do it for real. I had to pull him out. The only time you’d need to go through that again is to save the life of someone who tried. But don’t just run in there. Even if it does mean another minute of agony for them. You need to be protected or you’ll freeze too. Hence this.” four pointed at the suit.

“God. That was horrific. I suppose if there was life at stake though, I’d do it.”

“Right. Master’s given you a free day because you had to endure that and being a fair man, he’s released the other blank for you to play with in the dungeon and gym or just cuddle in the rec room. Just remember from now on. Your name isn’t Nick anymore. Forget your old life. Until Master gives you a proper name, your name is blank. It’s the name of every slave in a suit like this without a number on his head.”

“… I think I can live with that. Why though?”

“You’re just a faceless, voiceless rubber object. Apart from a slight difference in height or build, you’d never be able to tell each other apart and as you can’t speak, what’s the point of a name? I think that’s his reasoning anyway. After all, you don’t individually name every rubber band in a packet do you?”

Nick’s shoulders shook for a moment. “God. I can’t believe I’m laughing at that, but you do have a point. So, what? Display case? The moment Damon’s been and gone, Alpha lets me out to play?”

“Yeah. That’s the plan. You’ll probably find blank in the rec room or gym. He’s already up there ready and waiting for you.”

“Thanks, four. I’m starting to see what you like about it now.”

“Think it’s the biggest favour I could’ve done you yet?”

“I’d wait a week or two before I say anything like that mate.”

“Sir. You might as well get used to saying it now.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Enjoy the dungeon but be aware, you may well be watched… Master Q was watching the copper’s performance yesterday. Impressed him too.”

“Cameras in there eh? Well, we are his property now. I suppose it makes sense. Might as well put a show on for him.”
* * * * *
On the shop floor, Alpha seemed to be looking at the door in an odd way but four shrugged and stood in his case as usual.

Alpha was wearing full DPM cammo. British army shirt, trousers, boots and a beret today.

Nick took his position, six his and all were turned on and locked.

Then at ten on the dot, he clicked the door lock switch under the counter and a man immediately barged in. The mic clicked.

“Why the fuck didn’t you open that door? I’ve been banging on it for the past half an hour!”

“The opening times are quite clearly stated on the door, sir. Besides, I was upstairs dealing with a stock issue. I didn’t hear the door until I just came down five minutes ago and even then, I don’t unlock until ten. Why should I?”

“You little… OK. Where is he?”

“Where’s who?”

“Don’t play games with me!”

“Sir, with your attitude that’s the last thing I’d want to do with you. Who are you talking about? We get customers through here every hour. Hundreds over the course of a few days. How do you expect me to know one from another with just “he”? Most of my customers are hes.”

“Now look!”

“No you look. I’m not a mind reader. Tell me something about this he so I can tell you if he’s been here or leave the shop. It’s clear your aggravated for some reason so you might want to count to ten or take a deep breath or whatever it is you do to control that temper before starting again.”

“My boyfriend was meant to meet a couple of his worthless scummy friends to go to some loser’s funeral. I phoned. He never showed up. Tell me where he is!”

“Finally, we’re getting somewhere. Yes, he did show up. On Saturday. What do you think I do? Keep all my customers in a cage in the back of the shop? I don’t know where he is. But I… Yes, he did leave you something. I just need to find it.”

“He left me something?”

“Envelope. Damn, that’s the problem with contract cleaners, always moving stuff. Hang on a second. Maybe it’s in the back.”

Alpha walked to the back of the shop floor. Then a beeping and ringing sound.

“Hello.”

“Ben, Alpha here. He’s here. And that warning about a rotten temper was right on the nose. I’ll delay handing him the letter until you’re outside the door.”

“We’ll be there in five minutes. As promised.”

“How’s the… you know.”

“Oh god, you weren’t kidding were you?” he laughed. “Three times. I’ll… Tell you later, someone’s here.”

“Perkins?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, if you ever take a dislike to him, you could always nickname him Dorothy.”

Ben guffawed. “I’m at the end of the road now, be there in no time.”

There was a clicking then, it sounded like someone entering a text message. A few minutes later, Alpha returned to the desk.

“Calmed down now, sir?”

“Of course I’ve not calmed fucking down. Everything’s gone! All my money, all his!”

“And why are you telling me?” Then a chirp sound. “What’s your name?”

“What does my name have to do with anything?”

“Well, for one thing I want to make sure the letter is addressed to you not someone else of course.”

“Damon! OK?”

“Then here.” he handed over the envelope.

Damon tore at the envelope and read the letter, his face turning redder by the second. “Where the fuck did he say he was going?”

He shoved the letter under Alpha’s nose.

“He SAID he was going to Stoke-on-Trent to attend the funeral of a very valued customer here… SIR. Not some loser as you described him. What right do you have to order this Nick about anyway? Has he signed a slave contract?”

“A WHAT?”

“Look around you, sir. This is a fetish shop! Slavery is one of the things we cater for here. If he hasn’t given himself to you fully then you do not own him!”

Damon grabbed Alpha by the shirt and hauled him across the counter. “Look, if you don’t tell me where he is I’m going to punch your fucking lights out.”

“I told you where he said he was going. Judging by your attitude you must’ve ordered the tickets for him. Maybe you’re unaware SIR. But the central mainline used by the Euston to Stoke train also stops at Birmingham! Maybe he got off early.”

“And what the fuck’s at Birmingham?”

“The airport, you moron!”

Just as the first punch was about to land, Ben ran in and hauled him to the ground, cuffing him.

“Let go of me!”

“Damon Williams. I am arresting you for the crime of common assault. You do not have to say anything. But it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence. Do you understand?”

“What the fuck are you talking about, I didn’t assault anyone?”

“You had this man hauled half way over the counter by his fucking shirt in mid punch, you idiot. Of course you assaulted him. Do you understand?”

He sighed and nodded.

Ben hauled him back to his feet and shoved him towards his partner. “Take him away, Perkins.”

Perkins manhandled the thug out of the shop.

“So… Want out of your prison now, Ben?”

“You know what? I like it. It feels good down there… Most of the time. Tell you what. You decide if I’m allowed out.”

“Are you sure? It could be a while if you let me have that power you know.”

“Actually quite enjoying it. Knowing I can’t access it without consent.”

“I think you’d make a fine slave, Ben, if you ever decided to try it. So, see you tonight?”

“I’m afraid not. But I will be in tomorrow, guaranteed. One thing Mary was good at… Paperwork. Hate the stuff and I’ve got a lot to catch up on now he’s gone.”

“Ah, sorry. It’s not often this happens but we’re closing the shop tomorrow for a thorough stocktaking. Usually takes me all day to do that.”

“Wednesday then…”

“Yeah, see you then. And enjoy.”