2017-04-10 - spike - Oh god what a suit 35
spike - Oh, god, what a suit! 35
Author: spike
Title: Oh, god, what a suit! 35
Date: 10 April 2017
The next day, four and six both helped on the shop floor again, more customers and a lot more interest due to those two actively helping and again, at around eight that night the most heavenly sight in leather ever to walk into the shop appeared.
Alpha smirked at the look of discomfort on Beta’s face.
“I know why you’re here today, Beta.”
“Thought you might. I need a little help with… something.”
“Are you thoroughly cleaned out? Full repeated douche?”
Beta walked up to the counter and froze. “Yes, sir. Bloody hell? You got one… hang on, it moved!”
“Beta, I’d like to introduce you to number six. That’s his name while he’s in there. He’s assisting me, we had a rush on due to the mannequins all getting costumed up so Master decided I needed an assistant.”
“Fuck, that looks hot.”
Six picked up his tablet. “Oh god, yes, sir. Absolutely the hottest suit anyone could wear.”
“Why the tablet?”
“I’m fully suited up, sir. This suit is designed for long term wear and that includes tubes, stops me making any sounds at all. God I love it.”
Beta stared at six, he couldn’t keep his eyes off him. He pointed. “Do you… do you think I could try that, sir?”
“Don’t worry, Beta. You’ll get to try it during your two weeks. And I know you’ll love it but right now, we’ve got to get you plugged and locked haven’t we?”
“How can it work? I’ll still need a shit.”
“You’re cleaned out. From now on after work you’ll return here. I’ll clean you out daily. Trust me, you won’t need a shit until you’ve been released from your two weeks.”
“Bloody hell, he…”
“Doubts, Beta?”
He took a deep breath. “Well, I did say I wanted more, sir.”
“And boy are you gonna get it.” Alpha smirked. “Come on, up to the dungeon for this. It shouldn’t take too long. Plugged for weeks, it’ll be an experience like no other. Six, the shop is yours, try not to destroy it.”
“Yes, sir.”
Alpha led his slave to the dungeon and strapped him to the cross, facing it. Then he reached down, unlocked the chastity, lubed up the plug and rammed it home.
Beta grunted in pain.
“Don’t worry, it’s normal to feel a little twinge when something’s shoved up. It’ll settle down in no time. Now…”
He put the harness on, cock ring over the base of his cock and balls, strapped it up and padlocked it, then reapplied the chastity.
“See? Easy. Of course, now, this makes you even more my Masters property. Not only can’t you fuck, now, you can’t be fucked either.”
“I imagine I’ll be walking funny from now on, sir.”
“You’ll get used to it. Walking in a plug will be a new experience. Every movement down there will feel fucking brilliant. Trust me. Within a couple of days you’ll still know it’s there but it won’t be a problem.”
He unstrapped Beta and pointed at his clothes. Now, get dressed and give us a kiss.
* * * * *
The moment the shop was shut for the night, a man walked in from the back.
He didn’t even say a word, he just pointed at Alpha and pointed at the mirror.
“Six, release the slaves, usual exercise regime. The dungeon is off limits until we’re done.”
“Yes, sir.”
Alpha took his key card and led this new arrival up to the dungeon.
“For the next two days while your arse adjusts, slave, I am in control of the shop. The name Master gave me is Rex.”
“Really, sir?”
“Yes. Follow your own advice. Master Q has provided me with something that will ensure you remain as immobile as the others here. You will also be tubed up and given a full arse flushing cycle, glycol included. While the plug is in place, you will be tubed up daily for feeding. Standard slave food until the plug’s removed. Once your arse is settled and it’s time for the demonstrations, you’ll be tubed up then too. A nice silent scream. Much better than raising the roof, eh?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Now, strip and grab some leather wrist and ankle restraints. I want you suspended and Immobile when I do this.”
Alpha stripped naked and walked over to the shelf with the required restraints and put them on. He turned to see Rex pointing at a spot on the floor with anchor points and the winch chain above. He nodded and stood there, raising his arms.
Rex secured him, wrists attached to the chains above, ankles to the anchor points below and activated the winch. Once he was stretched out he removed the Latowski.
Rex sprayed his arse, then held the plug in front of Alpha with an evil grin.
“Oh god, I’ve… First time I’ve not felt that for years.”
“First time you’ve felt this too!”
Alpha stared down in horror as he began to stroke his cock.
“No! Please! Master forbids”
“I don’t care. I’m going to make you cum, boy, and after over five years it should be the most amazing cum shot I’ve ever seen.”
He continued to pump with one hand, the other hand was manipulating the plug behind, shoving it in slowly, then withdrawing it, fucking him with the plug while wanking him.
Alpha began to sob. “Please. My Master forbids it! No slave of his is permitted orgasm!”
Rex just ignored him, continuing to pump, gently, forcefully, then stopping when he felt the orgasm approaching, then continuing when he was satisfied it’d died down.
Alpha was in heaven and hell at the same time. Oh god he’d never felt anything so intense but he was desperate to keep his Master’s command, to keep his faith. To stop himself from cumming.
He began to sob uncontrollably. Begging, pleading not to be permitted it when suddenly. Oh fucking hell, oh god!
His body convulsed. He’d never felt anything like it as his balls, deprived of it for so long sprang to life and sent a stream twenty feet across the room. He screamed and collapsed into his bonds.
The moment the stream began, Rex rammed the plug up his arse, twisted, made sure it was in fully and secure and added the harness.
Finally, the Latowski was reapplied, Rex lowered the winch, removed the wrist restraints and Alpha collapsed into a ball, still sobbing uncontrollably.
Rex looked down at the pitiable sight with scorn, removed the ankle restraints too, reached into his bag and tossed something before Alpha. “You will put those on. Now.”
Alpha sniffled, trying to regain some control and lifted up the items. It was a pair of skin tight rubber leggings with toe socks, a skin tight rubber long sleeved t-shirt with gloves and a hood with only eyes, nose and mouth holes. He tugged on it suspecting graphine but it just stretched like normal rubber. Shrugging, he started putting them on.
* * * * *
The entire event had played out over every earplug in the shop. Four stood outside the dungeon with growing concern. He’d never heard Alpha cry before. He never wanted to again.
The sound of that exchange in there had been horrifying to four and now this cunt was in charge of the shop for two days?
The door opened and a black rubbered up sobbing figure emerged followed by… Well, four could only assume this Rex bloke.
His eyes locked on four. “You, assist me. We’re taking this slave to the wet room for his flushing.”
Four nodded and followed to the wet room.
He muted his tablet and tapped away.
“Are you OK sir? He’ll understand. You couldn’t be punished for such a thing, it’s him who forced you, not you.”
The figure turned to him and his lips moved.
“Sorry, sir. I… I can’t hear you. I’ve not heard anything but him since… Did you leave it in there?”
He nodded.
“What are you tapping on that thing?”
Four jumped at the aggressive tone of voice and turned. He unmuted.
“My Master needed comforting, sir. He’s still sobbing now.”
“Fucking ungrateful cunt. I give him the firs… What the hell? How dare you speak to me? An object? With a voice? My god, Alpha’s going to suffer for this.”
“Sorry, sir? I… I don’t understand!”
“And it did it again!”
Alpha looked at him in shock. “What are you fucking on about you moron! Four isn”
“You answer me back too now? I am in control of this shop and I am in control of you! My god you’re going to suffer once that plug’s settled.”
Rex snatched the tablet from four’s grasp, threw it to the floor and stamped on it, then ground his heal into it for good measure.
Four dived for his tablet in shock, picking up the ruined thing. He stared at Rex with pure hatred.
“Fuck me! You’re going to suffer for this! You, a voiceless rubber thing? Dare to speak? To me? Come! Out of there! Now.”
Four recoiled in shock.
Rex pointed his fob at him and instantly, shocks, bad ones too.
“You do what I say, fucker. Now. Follow!”
Four had no choice but to comply. The moment four was out of the wet room, Rex flicked the switch. Four looked back at Alpha. It looked like a statue frozen in anguish.
Rex led him onto the shop floor and pointed at the nearest display case.
Four quickly scurried in, hoping the pain would end but instead, Rex flicked the switch, pointed his fob and fucking hell! Oh fuck, the pain! It felt… Oh my god, what the fuck ha he couldn’t think fo It felt like…
Four watched the figure walk back through the door and. He couldn’t handle much. Oh fuck! Make it! Please make. Every thought, every sentence cut short by the worst shocks he’d ever felt.
* * * * *
The slaves had finished their evening exercise regime and six had them line up for their nightly duty roster. He selected four on his tablet.
“Four. Your turn. Job assignment time.”
No reply.
“Four?”
“Sir? I can’t reach four.”
Again, no reply.
He selected all. “You lot, wait here. Might as well get some more exercise while I go and check. Maybe four’s tablet broke again. I’ll be back in a minute.”
He’d just got onto the shop floor heading for the door to the back when he spotted the figure in the case. Curious he wandered over. What the… He reached down and turned off the case and the figure collapsed into fits on the floor.
Six panicked. He bolted for the door to the back to seek out Alpha only to find a stranger looking at the laptop.
“What the… How dare you barge in here when I’m in a private audience with my Master? Who the fuck do you think you are!?”
“I’m sorry, sir. It’s four, sir.”
“You dare to speak too! Oh my god! Give me that tablet!”
Master Q’s voice emerged from the laptop. “What is it six?”
Six was just about to reply when the stranger yanked the tablet from his grasp, threw it to the floor and stamped on it.
“Six, answer me, now! What is going on?”
He returned to the laptop. “Sorry sir, discipline here is atrocious. Two now! Two fucking objects with the power of”
“Oh do shut up, Rex. Six! Here.”
Six stood before the laptop in view of the camera.
“Now, tell me, what is wrong with four?”
Six just stood, staring at the shattered remains of his tablet.
“Answer me!”
He reached for the laptop but before he could begin to type, it was yanked out of his reach so, he moved within the view of the camera again and mimed, standing stock still and shaking.
“Just answer the fucking question six!”
Six made a typing gesture.
“What’s wrong with your tablet?”
He pointed at this Rex bloke and stamped his foot.
“You… Rex. What is the meaning of this?”
“I destroyed it, sir. Alpha’s been taking some serious liberties. Allowing his objects the power of communication!? I’ve never been so insulted! Having one of those things talk in my presence! Even the audacity to answer me back!”
“What is wrong with four, six. Type it, now!”
Six reached for the laptop and this time lunged, punched Rex in the head and yanked it from the grasp of this fuckwit. He typed quickly before it could be wrested from his grip again.
“It’s four sir, he’s in fits on the shop floor! Doesn’t look good, sir!”
“Fits?”
“He was in a display case, I turned it off and he collapsed into spasms, fits, I don’t know how else to describe it, sir.”
“What the fuck have you done, Rex?”
“It spoke to me! It needed to be punished, so I punished it, sir!”
“You punished four? What the hell did he say to you?”
“I saw it tapping on a tablet, I absently wondered out loud what it was doing with it and it typed something else and the tablet said “I’m comforting my Master, he’s still sobbing now, sir.”
“And is there something wrong with one of my best slaves answering you in this way. He showed no disrespect. Why was Alpha sobbing?”
Six stood in front of the camera and made a wanking gesture. Then made a pleading motion finally rubbing his fists on his eyes to indicate crying.
“He pleaded? Cried? And why is four in fits on my shop floor? What level of punishment did you apply, Rex?”
“Ten, sir. I was deeply insulted, it deserved it.”
“For how long?”
“Must be… I think I left him there an hour ago, sir.”
“An hour!? Six, your fob is now fully active, cancel that fucking punishment now. And get him in there. My god Rex, I’m going to make you suffer for this! How dare you destroy my favourite slave because after an hour of that it’s very likely you have!”
Six bolted back out of the room, onto the shop floor and turned off the pain. The figure slumped.
He reached down to help four up but he didn’t move. Oh fuck, please don’t be dead. He gripped him in a huge hug, then tried to haul him onto his shoulder. This was no good. He selected his slave. “Blank, get down to the shop floor, now. I need help.”
A couple of minutes later, two slaves entered the back room with an unconscious four between them. They gently placed him down on the chair before the laptop and laid his head on the table. Then six bolted back out of the room again.
“Where the fuck is.”
“Rex, for fuck’s sake shut up, you imbecile! It appears four was quite correct about good Masters and punishments. And I will make sure you are the next to suffer what you just inflicted on four. Do you have any idea what you’ve just done? And for what? Some imagined insult?”
“How can an object speaking directly to me not be an insult sir?”
“He is not an object, you moron. I elevated him above that months ago! I provided them with their voices in the form of those tablets! And how can level ten be a just punishment for an object communicating? For one hour? I wouldn’t even sentence someone to that for murder! Now where’s six run off to?”
“I don’t know sir.”
Then six’s voice as he dashed back into the room. “Thank you sir, for the backups. I’ve brought another one for four, too sir but we’ll probably need more if this keeps going on. There’s only one left, now.. His is smashed on the floor of the wet room, sir. Alpha was only meant to be getting his belt removed for the addition of the plug, but this… Permission to be as insulting as possible sir?”
“Considering what he’s just done, granted.”
“Alpha pleaded with him to stop. It was in all our ears, sir. He said it was forbidden. He said no slave was ever permitted orgasm, but he must’ve been bound and helpless, sir. This fucker made him cum, sir. He was still sobbing because he’d failed you when they left the dungeon. I think that’s where Alpha’s mic must be, sir. I didn’t hear anything more, sir.”
“Why did he plead for you to stop, Rex? My gift was something precious, why was he refusing it?”
Six began typing again. “Gift sir? There was no mention of any gift. This twat just forced him to cum, sir. Said he wanted to see what a cum shot looked like after five years of chastity, sir.”
By now, Q’s voice was becoming livid.
“Alpha has been locked in chastity for well over five years and I granted him the chance to orgasm for the first time in that whole period! A more precious gift from his Master a slave can never receive, and you choose to destroy that gift? It’s very possible you’ve destroyed this slave too! One of my best!”
“But sir!”
“I can’t believe I trusted you even with a key. It’s quite clear you’re unworthy of even that. Let alone the running of my shop. Six. Try the first aid kit behind the counter, I think there may be some smelling salts in there.”
“Yes, sir.”
He ran to the counter. Ah, here it is. He opened it fully and rummaged, peering at the tiny writing on the bottle. Then ran back.
“Blank. Grab him and put him in a cage for the night. Now. We’ll deal with him in the morning.”
“Now wait a minute!”
“I sentence you to life, moron. You’ll learn what it is to be an object. There is nothing lower than nothing, so nothing is hereby elevated to blank. Your name is nothing. We’ll suit you up and seal you in tomorrow. Take it away!”
“I didn’t sign up for this! I”
“You’re my slave, nothing! You gave yourself to me willingly and then utterly disobeyed every order I gave you today! I choose what becomes of you now! You will never know freedom again!”
Blank grabbed him as roughly as he could and forced him out of the room.
Six knelt beside four, gently raising his head off the tabletop. He… Then….
“Sir. How do smelling salts work? We have no sense of smell.”
“Good point, six, in all the excitement that had slipped my mind. Let me try something. Maybe a pleasure setting.”
“Please sir! If what that fuckwit says is true, even a tingle will be agony now. Level ten for that long? Even a minute in that hallway was hell for me, sir. Admittedly my arse was still in pain at the time but I imagine it’ll be worse than that for him. Isn’t there anything we can do?”
“Go up to the rec room. Make a cup of very strong coffee. Make sure it’s cooled enough before feeding it to him though. Maybe the stimulant effect of the caffeine will help.”