2017-04-08 - spike - Oh god what a suit 33

Author: spike
Title: Oh, god, what a suit! 33
Date: 08 April 2017

“So what do you want to do first, Pete?”

“Fuck it. It’s my life now. You’re right, nothing. Mary.”

nothing grabbed him in a hug and then started gesturing again. “Good on you. So which was your favourite?”

“I’m still finding it hard to accept, nothing. I hated everything but I know deep down I enjoyed a lot. Hated being beaten but… Just tie me up.”

“OK. But you have to do the same for me. And I want you to paddle my arse too.”

“Really? What pleasure is there in that? I hated it! It hurt!”

“I enjoy pain. Not too much but it’s a turn on for me. We can’t spend long, we’ll need to get to our cages.”

“Why? We’ve got all night!”

“What about sleep?”

“I spent over a week in that fucking display case, nothing. I can sleep standing up easily now. So can you. It’s not that interesting watching perv… people walk past and point at you laughing all day. I’d prefer to sleep through it.”

“If you tire of being tied up and paddling my arse, we could always try the rec room.”

“Don’t know if I’m quite ready for that yet. Knowing him he’ll have porn on. Gay porn.”

“Good. I like a bit of porn. And you’re here now so you might as well get used to it.”

“I suppose so. OK. Tie me to that thing then.”

“The cross?”

“Yeah.”

“Want me to whip you too?”

“NO! I hated that!”

“I’ll be gentle. Might as well get you used to that too. You’ll be whipped by them. You can guarantee it if it’s something they know you hate.”

“Fuck. Just… Fuck. Go on then.”
* * * * *
Alpha found them curled up together on the sofa listening to the radio the next morning.

“Enjoy yourselves last night, slaves?”

Nothing nodded. Mary hesitated, then his shoulders sagged and nodded too.

“What did you watch?”

nothing started gesturing.

“Woah, you’re used to it, slow down a little.”

He started again slightly bigger.

“P.r.e.a.c.h.i.n… Preaching to the perverted? Good film. Always did have good taste, my Master.”

Mary nodded.

“You liked it too?”

He nodded again.

“Well that is a surprise. Understand us a little better after seeing that?”

He paused again and finally nodded slowly.

“Well come on, it’s time for your exercise and then back downstairs.”
* * * * *
“How are you doing blank?”

One flash

“Really? That can’t be a comfortable position can it?”

Two flashes.

“And you want to stay that way? It’s another twelve hours before closing time.”

One flash.

“God, you are a glutton for punishment. Thought that was more your brother’s scene.”

One flash, two flashes.

“I think my Master’s going to like you. A true pain pig, eh?”

One flash.

“Want me to put some pain up your arse too?”

There was a long pause. Two flashes.

“Had to think about that didn’t you?”

One flash.

“Maybe once your arse has settled?”

One very long flash.

Alpha laughed and looked at four standing beside him behind the counter.

“Good isn’t it.”

“I figured it must look like a Christmas tree back here by now, sir.”

“When I threatened Mary with that whipping it did look a little like that. Now we have more. A few have boots on so no flashes from them though. I’ll just check on your brother, blank, so don’t respond now, I’m talking to him.”

One flash.

“Wakey wakey private blank! How are you doing in there?”

One flash.

“Good. How would you like to see yourself? I could put a mirror in front of the case if you like?”

One flash.

“Go and do that, four.”

“Yes, sir.”

Four did as he was told, wheeling a mirror into position, then checking it to make sure he had a good view. He returned to the counter and selected Nigel on his tablet too.

“Scale of one to five. One good, five horrible. How’s the arse now?”

Two flashes.

“Throat?”

One flash.

“Any gagging now?”

Two flashes.

“Think you’ll be up for some exercise tonight?”

One flash.

“And do you think your brother made the biggest mistake of his life in missing out on all this yet?”

One flash.

“Thought so. Told you it was brilliant. Even better when we get to play.”

One flash.

He glanced at the clock. It was just about to hit ten. He tapped Alpha on the shoulder and pointed.

“I know, four. I know. Been doing this for a very long time now.”

“What do you want me to do, sir?”

“If anything needs fetching from the back, you do it. If you know where something is and a customer asks, you guide them to it. And of course...”

“Yes, sir?”

“If anyone asks what it’s like in there, tell them. Don’t mention the suit’s permanence though, mention that it can be but in your case, it’s not. Yet. But it might be and you want it.”

“Yes, sir. Good one. Haha.”

Alpha flicked the switch and another shopping day began.

As usual when there was something new in the shop, it attracted attention. This time that attention was directed almost entirely at four.

They stroked him, poked him, prodded him, caressed him. Most seemed confused about his tight lippedness until he explained. A lot of excitement about that idea too.

It was 1pm when a man came in who looked slightly familiar. Four was sure he’d seen him somewhere before but for the life of him he couldn’t place him. He looked down at the lights and none of them were flashing either.

“Can I help you, sir.”

He just stared at four. Pointing. “Bloody hell. I was in the other day, staring at a mannequin just like that.”

“Yes, sir. My Master decided as the shop was becoming quite popular right now, I needed an assistant. He’s it. He wanted to serve in the suit so I put him in it last night.”

“Last… Last night?”

“Yes, sir. He’s not getting out of it until at least the weekend. It’s what it was designed for, sir. Long term wear.”

“Fucking hell! And you like it?”

Four nodded. Then he held up his tablet and began to type.

“You have no idea, sir. It’s the most extreme suit anyone can try. I never want out. If I’m lucky, Alpha might even make it permanent.”

“PE…. Fuck… How can you live in that thing permanently?”

“Well, for one…” Four pointed at his throat. “Tubed up good and proper sir. I couldn’t make a noise now if my life depended on it, sir. The other thing?” He pointed downstairs. “That can be permanent too. Once it’s in, flushing out rather than going to the loo, sir.”

“What’s it feel like?”

“Never felt anything better, sir. That’s why I hope he does make it permanent.” Four put his hand over the other side of the counter. “Feels good enough from the outside… Absolutely exquisite on the inside.”

The man felt the arm with growing excitement. “God I’d love to try one myself.”

Alpha jumped in. “Want me to get you one, sir? If we’re not too busy, which we currently aren’t, I could even tube you up in a similar way to four here.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Won’t be sealed on or anything of course. But you’ll get to experience it a little, sir.”

“Oh, bloody hell yes. Please.”

“Four, you can handle the desk?”

“Yes, sir. You showed me how everything works, sir.”

“Good. If you’d care to follow me, sir.”

What followed was the usual conversation from that point. Get into the chair, open wide. Etc.

Four pondered. He knew he’d seen him somewhere before. He selected all on his sidebar.

“Do any of you recognise that one?”

Three lights flashed twice, even Mary flashed.

Then nothing flashed once.

“You know him, nothing?”

One flash.

“Friend?”

A long pause. One flash. Then two flashes. Then a long pause. Two flashes.

“Why the indecision? So not a friend but you know him?”

One flash. Then two flashes followed by six.

“You can’t say in flashes so want to spell it?”

One flash. A long pause. Two flashes. Pause. One flash Eight flashes. One flash five flashes.
“B R O… God. I thought I recognised him. He’s your brother?”

One flash.

“Bet you don’t want him joining us.”

One flash. A long pause. Two flashes.

“Little bit yes, little bit no?”

Two flashes.

“Don’t care?”

One flash.

“Not close to your brother?”

“One flash.”

“You are? But you don’t care if he joins us anyway? Does he crave slavery too?”

“One flash.”

Four’s shoulders began to shake with laughter. “Sir. Hit the mute button on your tablet, we can talk silently then.”

There was a long pause and that default voice four had rejected. “Thanks for that, four. Didn’t know it could do that. I’ll start pushing the buttons then. You photocopy his wallet contents. Be careful to put everything back in the same place. I’ll leave him in the chair and bring it.”

“Yes, sir.”

“How does it feel?”

“Yeah, we get a lot of that. Now you’re all tubed up, I’ll let you out unless you want to stay secured for a while?”

“You do?”

“Very well. I’ll be back in an while. Then you can wander around for a bit. Get a feel for it.”

Alpha laughed. “Yeah. It is an amazing suit. You’d be surprised at its features if it is sealed on permanently. Some of the stuff its capable of is only available when it is.”

“Oh, I couldn’t possibly describe them, sir. Hang on, I’ll get the laptop. You can type then rather than just mime.”

Alpha returned, dropped off the wallet and rushed back.

Four immediately photocopied the cards, replacing them carefully and putting the wallet back on the counter.

Another minute later and another artificial voice. It sounded better than last time four had heard it. Maybe the laptop had received an update too.

“Bloody hell, that’s all I can say. How can it be permanent though?”

“Well, I’ll be honest sir. It isn’t quite the complete experience. But I assure you, there are men sealed in permanently.”

“How though?”

“For one, a large butt plug with a removable core is part of the suit, sir.”

“Oh god, that’s hot. What about hair? If it’s permanent…”

“Oh, don’t worry about hair, sir. First thing that happens after it’s been fully sealed is a thorough cleaning cycle, both inside and out and the outside one removes all hair and nails. You may have noticed the four on my assistant’s head.”

“Yes?”

“Three men already have numbered suits as much a part of them as their arms and legs, sir. Permanent, utterly impossible to remove and they love it. They’ve reported that once the hair is gone it feels even better, sir.”

“But how can they live like that?”

“They’re slaves, sir. Permanence means you become the suit and the suits belong to Master Q. Therefore, you belong to Master Q. As indeed do I and four out there.”

“Oh god, what I wouldn’t give.”

“You think you’d be capable of giving up everything you know for a life in that suit, sir?”

“Oh my god yes.”

“It is a huge step.”

“Oh, don’t I know it. God I’ve dreamed of it for years but never had the courage to commit before.”

“The old fear of abandonment issue?”

“You know?”

“Well I did say I was a slave. Have been for years, sir. I think we all go through that one but I can assure you, my Master isn’t one of those bastards who just takes slaves for everything they own and then kicks them out. I’ve been his now for well over five years, sir. This is his shop. And my home. Anything else that might give you pause?”

“Only one thing. My parents are worriers and my brother went out on the town a few days ago and hasn’t been seen since. Don’t know when I’d be able to do it. With them worrying my disappearance too would probably give them a nervous breakdown.”

“No idea where he went?”

“Last sighting was booking in his clothing at a fetish club. Must’ve trapped off with someone. I doubt he’s found a Master though, he wasn’t into that kinda thing. A little bit of rubber kink and subbing was as far as he went.”

“Got a job, sir?”

“Yeah, but it’s a shit one, why?”

“If you did sign up, I’m sure my Master could arrange for you to be… ahem… Employed by a foreign company, move abroad, never be seen again that way, sir. Maybe the odd postcard could be sent for a few months which would then dwindle to nothing, just to explain your disappearance.”

“He could do that?”

“My Master is a man of means, sir. A very wealthy man indeed. Those suits are his design for one thing and he does own this shop.”

“What if they tried finding me?”

“In that case, it’s just as easy to vanish a shell company as it is a person. If the company moved on, changed its name, I think you get the idea.”

“God you’ve no idea… Actually, being a slave you probably do have an idea how tempting it is.”

“Well. The offer isn’t quite on the table yet, sir. My Master does insist on a full background check before taking on a new slave and it wouldn’t be number four you’d be in. You’d be in one that was unmarked.”

“Is that significant?”

“Oh yes, sir. Numbered slaves have a name. Like four out there. If he becomes permanent that will be his name from then on. Unmarked suits all share the same name. Blank. Apart from one we call nothing.”

“Why?”

“A shoplifter, sir. He put himself in the suit and then forced the issue by making it permanent himself, sir. Not deliberately, but he had no choice but to become a slave. Naturally we didn’t consider him worthy of equal status to those who’d willingly taken the suit. A thief.”

“Bloody hell.”

“That was our reaction when we realised the suit was missing sir.” Alpha chuckled. “He appeared back here that weekend in a panic when he realised he was completely locked into it. Anyway. Move around, look around the store. Feel free. If you decide to apply, see me at the desk. I’ll put your clothes in the changing room.”

Alpha led him back onto the shop floor, picked the wallet up off the counter and returned it to its pocket, putting the lot in the changing room. He returned to the counter.

“No more customers?”

Four shook his head.

“Just as well, must’ve been a little distracting, listening to all that.”

He nodded.

“Think we’ve got a good one?”

Four shrugged and began typing. “I knew I’d seen him somewhere, sir but it was only in passing. Never even spoken to him before today, sir. Seems a hell of a lot nicer than his brother though.”

“Oh, I dunno. I think he’s become a much more pleasant a person since his enslavement.”

“I suppose so. It certainly knocked the wind out of his sails, sir. And being lower than the blanks means he’ll never be able to come up with a belittling comment again.”

“True. Here he comes anyway. Best behaviour four. You might be getting another brother.”