2017-03-26 - spike - Oh god what a suit 20

Author: spike
Title: Oh, god, what a suit! 20
Date: 26 March 2017

That Tuesday was so much better than a Sunday. No stocktaking meant the moment everyone had their wash’n’flush the fun could begin.

While one underwent his evaluation into his masochistic tendencies and bondage tolerance, the other had his physical evaluation in the gym at the end of which each was taught all the slave poses they needed to learn.

Then, switch places and do the same again.

Everyone joined in the fun in the dungeon before returning to the gym for a full three circuits. The r&r ended with them relaxing in front of the latest offering from Master Q in the rec room.

As they’d all had a very sweaty day, Alpha decreed a second wash that day leaving four the opportunity to talk to them individually. So while Steve was getting his suit filled with soapy water, he sat in the back room with the laptop and Nick.

“So… Two days off and I bet you had a whale of a time.”

“Oh God you’ve got no idea. It’s almost like I’ve known him for years. Even though we couldn’t talk we sparked off each other instantly! I’ve accepted it now. God, to think, never having to worry about money or anything that goes with it again. No bills. No traffic jams and no difficult decisions. I think the loss of my sense of smell’s a small price to pay.”

“So, you’re learning to love it like I do?”

“God, yeah. Fucking brilliant mate. And it’s gonna be like this forever.”

“A month. Not forever.”

“What?”

“Master Q limits slave shipments to one a month. One slave went to him on Sunday. That means you three are likely to join him next month.”

“Three?”

“Six will be going with you. He was due to leave us next week until Master Q summoned that blank. I think he wants six here until we’ve managed to shove that bigot into one of the suits.”

“Fuck?! Really? But he’s a copper!”

“Oh, we know. And the worst kind of copper. We’ve got plans for him. We’ll haul him in here. Suited, piped up, cured and sealed. Then we’re really going to have some fun with him.”

“Shit! What’re you going to do?”

“Turn him into a bigger pervy bastard than any of us. Don’t quite know what Master Q’s got in mind but god I bet it’ll be fitting.”

Nick’s shoulders began to shudder.

“Laughing eh?”

“Who wouldn’t. I’ve met that type before. They deserve everything unpleasant that’s heaped on ‘em.”

“I imagine you might get hauled in front of Master Q’s Skype session eventually. He might make the same offer I originally volunteered for. He’s done it with six. Asked if he’d indicate anyone he thought should join us. Six did. Today. And god…”

“What?”

“When Alpha told him there were three numbered slaves permanently in these suits currently serving Master Q, he almost dropped to his knees and begged to be given his phone number so he could volunteer.”

“So we night be getting another blank soon then? Could get confusing.”

“I think that’s part of the fun. Should warn you. No idea how many blanks he’s got there. If you lost track of ours, you might never recognise him again.”

“Shit! You’re right you know. We’ll have to come up with some gesture so we can.”

“Aye. When I thought I might be shipped off sooner rather than later I asked Alpha to identify himself to me if he ended up in a suit. He said he’d walk up and tap his head three times. I suggested the same thing to the blank that just left us. He’ll tap his head four times if he sees me and give me a big hug.”

“Not a bad idea. For you. Being all gold and everything. Not that easy with neither of us recognisable. How about just one and two. He was first so he could be one?”

“Better to pick something less… obvious, my opinion anyway. Other blanks might’ve come up with the same idea. Could end up pairing up with a complete stranger just cos he does the right gesture.”

Shaking shoulders again. “Well, it’s certainly a way to make new friends I suppose. Imagine if we end up sharing cages like here we wouldn’t have a choice anyway. I can’t believe I’m actually starting to like the idea. Even that idea’s got a certain appeal.”

The mic clicked.

“Time for your after workout shower, blank.”

“Right, let’s get you in there then. I’ll do mine after you, things to do.”

And another swap.

“Thoughts?”

“Now I’ve got used to it… God sir, you were right. Best favour you could’ve done me. Especially after a day like that.”

“Won’t be too many of them. Sunday is our play day here. Dunno how it works at Master Q’s though. And I imagine Ben might be visiting quite often for more of the same in that dungeon.”

“Never would’ve expected that of a copper.”

“Oh, you don’t know the half of it.”

“Why?”

“The dungeon’s got a video feed. Master Q was watching Alpha and Ben. Probably watched you too. No reason why he shouldn’t.”

“So?”

“Let’s just say, he’s laid a claim. Wants Ben to be number five. He impressed him in that dungeon.”

“What? Really? He’d never go for it surely?”

“Well, we didn’t have a choice. But it’ll be likely months off. Alpha has his orders. Keep training him up on all things BDSM, keep planting the idea that slavery is worth a try. Push all his buttons until he agrees.”

“Bloody hell. That’s all I’ll say. The Met’ll tear the city apart looking for him won’t they?”

“Maybe. But even if they saw him in one of our display cases, they couldn’t recognise him. He’d have a whale of a time with Alpha in that dungeon then. Just the two of them unless a few more blanks got captured along the way.”

“Just the two? What about us?”

“Six and you two… Probably shipped over next month. Me? The moment five is filled.”

“So we’ll finally get to meet the mystery man, eh?”

“Maybe. You are just a blank though. Might not even see him. Imagine he’ll have proper slaves as handlers and stuff.”

“Proper slaves?”

“Voices, faces. Not just objects.”

“Oh god, curse this chastity. :) Who’d’ve thunk this would be our lives two months ago?”

“Anyway. You’ll be out on the shop floor tomorrow. Learn to sleep standing up, that’s my best advice but be aware. Later, Ben said he’d visit. And god your cock will be screaming at you in its prison when he walks past in that outfit.”

“Another thing to look forward to? Thanks, sir.”
* * * * *
Wednesday dawned and by ten, all four were in their cases acting as sentries to warn of shoplifters.

Customers came and went and again, six’s friend appeared, put on the suit and started walking around. He certainly got a lot of attention from customers during the rest of the day.

No other friends appeared however. Then, at seven, a phone call.

Alpha answered it, nodded and approached the rubber object in the making, laptop in hand.

“Well, it seems the Master is satisfied with your background check.”

“Really?”

“Yes. If you’d care to follow me.”

He led him into the mirror room again. “Now, we can do the final prep, we have the facilities to take you in as a slave here and then ship you off to the Master when he deems you ready. Remember, the suit will be permanent. This is the last choice you’ll ever make.”

“Very well then. Wait here. Do not leave this room. Consider this the first command you’ll receive as a slave.”

Alpha returned to the desk and flipped the door lock.

“Well, that was the easiest one yet. Didn’t even need the laptop, just thumbs up.”

Another few customers, then, off to flip the switch and back again.

“He’s frozen now, six. You know what to do when you’re released. You’ll have your voice too.”

At eight, Ben arrived. This time he didn’t come dressed as an arctic explorer.

“Left it a little late? Good to see your face rather than a kilo of wool wrapped around your mush though.”

“Yeah, sorry about that sir. Paperwork. Better to get it out of the way or it’ll only pile up again. And you were right. There shouldn’t be anything to be ashamed of.”

“Well… You know what to do. Get to it you sexy leather god.”

He grinned and went into the leather section to fetch everything he’d worn last time. Then he rushed off to the changing room.

“Set eyes to boggle slaves. This is a sight to behold and relish.”

Fifteen minutes later, four slaves were in a state of some distress downstairs. He walked around the shop looking all of them up and down a few times before going over to the counter. “God, I love this outfit. I think I will buy it. Expensive I know, but I’ve got enough. And you were right about those fetish clubs.”

“Planning on going to one this weekend dressed like that then?”

“Yep. God, I want to see the looks on their faces. If it’s anything like yours I’m going to have a lot of fun on Friday night.”

“Not too much fun though.” Alpha pointed. “Cos that’s not coming off.”

Ben chuckled. “Well, I did give you that power. More than happy with it right now though.”

“Right then, let’s have a look at you. Might as well snip the price tags off so I can scan them. It’ll save you having to get out of it all again. That would be a crime. You’d have to arrest yourself.”

Alpha stroked. He searched, finding tag after tag. He wasn’t coy about his fondling either.

“Got a jock under there again?”

“Yeah.”

More fondling and another tag found.

“Anything under the shirt?”

“Leather vest.”

Pretty soon all pretence was gone and he began caressing Ben all over and gripped him in a huge embrace. Then he gave him the most passionate kiss he suspected Ben had ever had. Ben almost melted in his arms as the snogging continued.

Finally it ended. Alpha smirking at him as he took the final tag and started scanning them into the cash register.

“God. If that’s the reaction from you… You must see dozens trying this kit on over a week.”

“You’re the first one I’ve encountered who looks like he was born to wear it though. That’ll beee… Nine hundred and fifty eight pounds and fifty nine of Her Majesty's pennies. Actually, forget the eight fifty nine, that snog was worth more than that.”

Ben handed over his credit card. “So, Sunday again?”

“I’ll have to double check with my Master but I’ve got your number now. I’ll give you a ring. Come in that.”

“Sod it. I think I’ll leave in this too.”

“Good. Embrace your kinky side. Don’t hide it.”

“After last weekend. Definitely.”

“So, carrier bag for your old clothes?”

“Suppose I’d better. Almost tempted to bin them but, yeah.”

The moment Ben had departed, Alpha leaned against the counter as his knees almost buckled under him. “Oh my godthatwasgood!”

He glanced at the clock and locked the door. Then began unlocking and turning off the cabinets before running into the back to fetch six’s voice.

“Blanks, to the gym. Six and four. Come.”
* * * * *
The voice six selected sounded significantly different from four’s. Deeper, there was even a richness to it.

“Ow, my cock! Thanks for that, sir. God, I had no idea!”

“I told you six.” four tapped. “Leather god or what! And if Master gets his way, rubber god too. In five.”

They both nodded.

“Right six. You have your instructions. You didn’t perform the curing act like four did with you. You do have the sealant to do though. I will supervise and four can watch.”

As had happened four times before since four’s acceptance, another sealing in. Six followed all the instructions and the blank was completed in half an hour. It really did look good in that suit.

“Six, do you wish to speak to your new slave?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Then go and fetch the rubber gloves, you know where they are. Remember, you will inform it of your part in this at the height of its pain, in the morning during the burning phase of the cleaning.”

“Yes, sir. Actually looking forward to it, sir.” six ran off and returned with the gloves.

Again, gloves on, laptop presented.

“Oh my god! That was so hot! How did that happen? I couldn’t move an inch!”

six’s fingers began to dance. “That suit is capable of wonders you’ve never dreamed of, blank. But welcome to your new life. Got to warn you. You’re in for a world of pain over the next couple of days. You’ll survive. We’ve all been through it. Well… All of us but slave Alpha over there.”

“All?”

“I am six. Your Master for the purpose of training while you’re here. Over there is four. He is my Master, I think. Is that right Alpha or has my elevation made us equals now?”

“I think you’ll need to ask Master Q that during the nightly report.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Either way, I am your Master. Four is the Master of the other two blanks currently upstairs in the gym. Alpha is Master to us all and Master Q is Master to everyone including Alpha.”

“And this is permanent?”

“Yes. You are now a slave. That is all you will ever be. It’s possible the rank you have now may increase. Currently you are the bottom of the food chain, a blank. An object. Objects with numbers and ownership markings have a name. You share your name with the other blanks. Your name is just that. Blank.”

“Doesn’t that get a little confusing, sir?”

“No. Not to us anyway. After all, you all look alike. What difference does it make which one we give an order to? I began this life as a blank. Now, not only am I named and have a marking of ownership,” he pointed at his chest. “Thanks to services rendered, I’ve been elevated back into humanity. Well, subhuman anyway. I’ll leave you now. Get some sleep before the pain begins to build. That’s my advice.”

“Pain?”

“The tubes down your throat take a couple of days to adjust to and unless you’ve been training that anus of yours to handle very large butt plugs, the one permanently in residence now will feel like it’s tearing you apart once the anaesthetic spray wears off. That pain will fade in a couple of days too.”

“And then?”

“Then you’ll be put to work but even as a slave here, it’s not all work work work. We play too. Very good recreational facilities upstairs including a dungeon you probably only thought existed in your dreams.”

And with that, he ripped the gloves off his new slave, scanned it with his tablet and began running around scanning the others too.

Before he knew it, Alpha was ordering him down to the back room.

He arrived just as the Skype alert came through and stood to attention.

“Progress report, Alpha.”

“Very good takings, mostly from Ben today, sir.”

“Yes. I saw your performance. Very entertaining. That man will be mine. Oh god I can’t wait to have him in my clutches.”

“Six’s friend is now immobile and sealed, sir.”

“Very good. And he was the most willing one we’ve had?”

“Eager, even desperate, sir. Yes, sir. Maybe he’ll have second thoughts once the pain kicks in but of course, tough luck.”

“Number six?”

“Yes, sir?”

“Nice choice of voice, I approve. And well done. This one may prove to be one as good as you and four. Time will tell.”

“If he is, will he be given a number too, sir?”

“Possibly, but he may be required to wait a little while. Maybe even until he’s here. I have enough numbered slaves now. Only one space remains for the time being, that of number five.”

“Sir, now that I share the same rank as four, is he still my Master or are we considered equals?”

“I think there are enough levels in the hierarchy down there right now without adding another. You’re equals, six.”

Six performed his thanks.

“Six, as the latest addition is unlikely to be elevated in status, a little reward for it in lieu. It will sleep with you tonight instead of spending the whole night standing immobile. Four, you will sleep with the one once known as Nick. Alpha, you will sleep with the other.”

There was a chorus of “Yes, sir.”

“Sir?”

“Yes, four.”

“We have a full compliment now, based on cage space at least. If any more crop up before this lot’ve shipped over to you, we may need more, sir.”

“For another couple, there’s space in the dungeon cage unless it’s a Sunday and Ben is training in there. I’ll see to it, expect more cages within the week. This enterprise is gathering far more slaves then I initially anticipated. Q out.”

Six tapped on his tablet. “Well, four… Now we really are brothers.”