2017-04-05 - spike - Oh god what a suit 30

Author: spike
Title: Oh, god, what a suit! 30
Date: 05 April 2017

Nothing was still feeling very wobbly when he was shoved back in the cage with Pete. He now knew for sure, this life was something worth living.

Pete on the other hand clearly wasn’t seeing it like that. His shoulders were shaking, so again, nothing began to comfort him until he calmed down. Then he prodded him and began gesturing again.

“OK. What’s it about this time? You seem to be far better off than the rest of us.”

“You have to be fucking kidding me. The pain never seems to end when I’m in that bloody case, and the voice! Repeating itself over and over again. The pain only ends when I wank, then it changes.”

“Changes how?”

“It’s indescribable. I never want that feeling to end. It lasts for hours, it’s still going now. I can barely…”

“Pleasure?”

“Oh bloody hell yes. Like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I know I’ll do anything to get more and what they’re forcing me to do to get it…”

“What? Wear rubber maid outfits? Yeah, I saw it. Small price to pay for that feeling.”

“No. They’re conditioning me, forcing me to do things I’ll have no control over. I see that now. The moment I wanked, the moment I came, the pleasure came. Twice now that’s happened and that’s just what the voice says too.”

“Well at least you get a chance to wank.” Nothing tapped his chastity. “That only comes off when I’m frozen now. And Alpha? He’s had his on for over five fucking years. Claims he’ll never be let out of it. Our Master doesn’t allow his slaves the pleasure of orgasm. Ever. Thank fuck we’ve got the other type.”

“Why is he forcing me to then?”

“Obviously you’re something different. You did say they were trying to make you a bigger perv than they were. Seems like a good way to do it. Carrot and stick. Punishment and reward and by god their rewards. They gave me an hour of that before shoving me back in here. I for one am going to cooperate fully now. I want more of it too.”

“Who wouldn’t? I’ve never felt anything like this. How can electric shocks feel so good?”

“Electro’s a pretty advanced… wouldn’t say science exactly but it’s a seriously big kink and different frequencies and intensities can give very different feelings. He’s got it down to a fine art, I’ll give him that.”

Pete nodded.

“I got myself into this and now… Sod it. I’m theirs, their slave, their property. Why not? Nothing else for any of us now anyway so why resist? If I resist, it’ll hurt. If I do what they say, I’ll get more of that and believe it or not, I loved today in the shop.”

“You loved it?”

“I’ve never felt such a restrictive bondage before this suit. It was amazing and in front of the public too, them utterly clueless there was anything living inside. Brilliant feeling. I want more. I hope they put me into a costume tomorrow. Even if it is your rubber maid outfit. You got a lot of attention.”

“They were laughing at me! I couldn’t hear what they were saying but I bet it wasn’t pleasant.”

“So? Not as if anyone’ll ever recognise you in that suit is it? Just give up on those stupid old ideas. The only thing that distinguishes you from the other slaves in this shop is your size. Enjoy it, remember. You enjoyed stuff in that dungeon. The bondage you get in that display case is way better. What does it matter what you end up wearing on top? You’re anonymous. Permanently.”

“Thanks, Zak.”

“Fuck Zak. Call me nothing from now on. That’s what I am now.”

“Really?”

“Why not? It’s all I’ll ever get called again and it is for life. Why resist?”

“Think I’ve got a lot of rearranging in my head to do. And you’re right. No-one’ll ever know who’s inside this thing. Almost curious to know what they’ll put me in tomorrow now.”

“Good. Think of it that way.”

“That won’t stop the pain though.”

“How unbearable is it? Can’t be as bad as what four put you through this morning can it? I got a taste of that before the pleasure too an hour ago, by the way.”

“Well you’re right there at least. Still fucking painful though and lasts for the whole day until I’m allowed to wank.”

“Well, you’ve managed to survive it so far. Just grin an bear it. Seems to be the only thing you can do. And my opinion… Stop fighting what they’re doing.”

“I’ve got to!”

“You’re going to be here for god knows how long. Will they win?”

Mansfield sighed. “I can’t see any way they couldn’t now.”

“Well then, if you know they’ll win anyway, that there’s no way you’ll hold out, what’s the point in fighting it? Let them win. So what if they make you a bigger perv than they are, at least you’ll have an enjoyable few years before whatever they have planned for you happens.”
* * * * *
“Good morning campers, hi de hi!”

Nige woke with a start, then realised he could move. He stumbled forward a step. One of those shop mannequins walked into the room and stood before him. Then its fingers danced on a tablet it was holding. It opened the laptop and handed it to him.

“Bloody hell? So… All those shop dummys?”

“Yes. I am number four. For the purposes of your training, I will be your Master. Alpha’s got his hands full with the shop. So, how are you doing? The first two days are always the worst.”

“He wasn’t kidding about the pain was he?”

“No. But he wasn’t kidding about it fading in a couple of days either. I’ve only met one slave who didn’t suffer from it.”

“How could he not suffer this?”

“Fistee. Been stretching his arse for years on plugs far bigger than the one you’ve got in now. You didn’t answer my question, blank. How are you doing?”

“How do you think I’m doing? He just abandoned me! He deliberately waited until I’d got myself sealed in this fucking thing and then walked away!”

“Is there a reason he shouldn’t?”

“He’s my brother! He always does what I do!”

“Seems to me, he made a decision for once that was right for him. Why is that wrong?”

“But I’m a slave! For life!”

“So? You said that’s what you always wanted. Alpha told me his reaction to the idea of being sealed in the suit. Fear. Hesitation. How could being owned be beneficial? That was his reaction. You wanted it more than anything from the start. Are you really so selfish you’d wish this on someone who wasn’t even willing, only doing it out of some warped sense of obligation to you?”

“Fuck. We’ve been together all our lives. Now I might never see him again!”

“Alpha asked you, I heard. The benefits of having radio powered ears. When he asked you what if you were separated, you said, he’d survive. True?”

blank nodded.

“And when he asked but could you? What did you say?”

“I said just do it. I’ve never felt so horny.”

“Well, stop blaming him for reclaiming his life. You’ve obviously been the primary focus of it for the past god knows how long and now he gets to try living it for himself for a change. Why is that wrong? My brother and I never got on. He was older than me by a couple of years. You’ve had nearly twenty years with a brother you did get on with. Now, you’ve got a hell of a lot more brothers than that.”

“How many?”

“Dunno. But in this shop right now there’s another eight. You’ll end up sharing a cage with one of them most likely although on Sunday three of them are leaving us.”

“Where to?”

“Master Q is our owner. Every single one of us belongs to him now. Those three have been here the longest apart from me and he wants me here until five gets worn. Anyway… mentally, fragile at having lost your twin brother. How are you physically?”

“My throat’s making want to throw up every two seconds. My arse is on fire. Just about what Alpha said I’d suffer from, so… Normal?”

Four snapped a funnel onto blank’s mouth tube and poured a container of stuff down followed by a bottle of water.

“Before you ask. Food and water. You need it after having your entire digestive tract flushed out last night.”

“Oh god, that feels good. I hadn”

“Hadn’t even realised just how hungry you were. I know, we all got that the first time.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“I’ll be nice to you. As you’re new. Immobility helps the arse settle but you can be just as immobile in a display case as one of the shop dummys as you can here. I’ll let you pick anything in the shop to wear for the display. I’ve been doing mannequin duty now for well over a month and I love it. I think you will to. All those members of the public walking past never knowing what’s inside. Seems to fit what you’ve been doing for years anyway.”

“Really?”

“Yep. Every single one of those display cases had one of us inside. Even the fat one.”

“And I can try anything?”

“Well, there are a few small restrictions now. Can’t very well put a hood on that has a gag built in. You’re already gagged. Same with shorts with built in plugs. Anything that’ll fit you, you can wear. I’ll walk with you. You pick, I carry.”

As they wound their way around the shop floor, the racks, the shelving, what built up surprised four. He’d gone for a standard skinhead uniform, fourteen hole docs, bleached jeans, yellow football socks, black polo, yellow braces and an MA1 jacket.

“Surprised me that.”

“What?”

“Well, you always used to go for rubber.”

“I’m already in rubber. It’s not like I’ll feel any of it. Besides, the competition’s over. I won, apparently.”

“Well, you did win. You won the best life anyone can have. I love this. Once the pain’s gone, you will to. You have no ideal. And try to remember the sir. I’m giving you a little leeway but if you keep forgetting it’ll only lead to punishments later on.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Better. Now, before you put all that on, you need to put this on first.”

Four put the pile of clothes down and picked up a full body suit made of… Net? Something like that anyway.

“What’s that then?”

“Remember the first time you came in, we were all just in our suits?”

“Yeah?”

“Well, the lights in the case are what freeze us in place. The mesh does the same thing, locks the suit under the clothing you put on. Only got them this week and it was my idea to put us into costumes. Took them a lot of head scratching to find a way to do it.”

“Well it certainly made a difference.”

“You’ve got no idea. Alpha was run off his feet yesterday. Oh, if you’re in a costume without shoes or boots, your toe can be used to communicate with Alpha. Tap a pressure pad, it lights a light under his desk. Not possible today with those on though, so just enjoy the show.”

He put the laptop down and got into the suit, then jeans, polo, braces up, socks and boots on. MA1 over the top.

“Now, step inside. This stance, unless you want to take a more… aggressive pose...”

The pose he took was one with a fist raised threateningly.

Four turned on the case, locked the door and blacked out the new slave’s goggles.

“Oh, don’t worry about not being able to see. Shop doesn’t open for another couple of hours but we wanted to give you something to do before then. The rest of them are in the gym getting their daily exercise but you won’t be fit for that until your arse is settled. Your goggles will clear before opening time, so get some rest.” There was a click and utter silence.
* * * * *
“Sir. He’s on display now. I’ve blacked his goggles and turned off his ears so he’ll be totally clueless when his brother does the same.”

“Good. So what did he go for? Bet it’s a sight considering what they normally wore.”

“You’d be surprised, sir. He went for standard skinhead kit. Even raised his fist threateningly for his pose, sir.”

“Well, it’s something different for him I suppose. I’ll do the same with his brother in a few minutes then. Six can play with you in the dungeon today. If you have access to the rec room, that too.”

“Thank you, sir. I’m actually glad we’ve got more slaves than cases for once. Gives us a break.”

“Yeah, shame there’s no one to give me a break once in a while. You’d be no good serving customers, too conspicuous.”

“Maybe, maybe not sir. All you’d have to do is say that Master had sent an assistant and decided to put it into one of the ones on display, sir. I’d be glad to help around the shop. And you did say Beta could do that sealed in his two week suit.”

“Very true. I’ll consider it. And ask Master Q for permission of course.”