2017-04-18 - spike - Oh god what a suit 43

Author: spike
Title: Oh, god, what a suit! 43
Date: 18 April 2017

Four could feel the pain returning during that night but the euphoria of actually being out, actually having a good time as a slave to a hot Master with an even hotter companion slave… More than made up for it. They both knelt at his feet by the bar eliciting many compliments from the other patrons.

Alpha dragged them both onto the dance floor for a good workout there and then into the back rooms.

The play room was fairly well equipped but the dynamic in there more than made up for it not being the dungeon at the shop. Both were whipped and both loved it. Then Alpha instructed four and Beta to strap him up and whip him too.

A few beers, more dancing, more kneeling by the bar, Beta even serving Alpha as a portable urinal so he didn’t need to go to the loo and before they knew it, 3am was looming.

The limo delivered them back to the shop and by 3:15, they were standing outside hitting the buzzer.

Beta looked at Alpha as he hit the buzzer. “No key?”

“No point. Someone’s always in. Usually me. The door lock switch is under the desk.”

There was a fainter buzz and Alpha pushed the door. It opened and they piled in.

Four immediately grabbed his tablet from behind the counter, nodding at the doctor.

He whispered so as not to be overheard by Beta. “How are you doing, four?”

Four muted his tablet and selected the doctor and Alpha. “Brilliant night, but I am feeling some pain again. Not quite off the more powerful painkillers yet. Any chance of another dose of pot for tonight. I did have some beer so that’ll need to work its way out of my system before I can take them though.”

He nodded and joined them.

Four unmuted the tablet again. “Oh god, that was good, sir. Good to be able to speak again too.”

“Best night out I’ve…” Alpha began to laugh. “Oh god. Come on, I suppose we’d better get into our cages.”

As they walked past Mary, Beta glanced at it and paused.

“It looks thinner.”

“Yeah. It was putting customers off. The number who looked at it with distaste or even disgust. It’s clear he’ll never show his face again in this shop now, so, I deflated it a little to be more appealing while still demonstrating the larger sizes.”

Beta nodded and followed them into the back.

Four immediately clambered into the cage he’d spent so much time alone in and slammed the door shut, the doctor taking one of the newer ones and Alpha pointed at the one above four’s.

“Beta. Strip.”

Alpha began stripping too. Naked apart from his plug harness, Beta naked apart from his cb6000 and matching harness.

“In, Beta.”

The moment he was, Alpha climbed in and slammed the door shut too.
* * * * *
Beta was jerked awake by a loud beep and a clang. He looked around in panic. Then he saw Alpha stirring next to him and smiled.

“Good morning, sir. And thank you. Amazing night. Best one yet.”

Alpha chuckled. “You’re gonna love what comes next, Beta. Get out, I’ll get that harness and chastity off you.”

“Really?”

“Of course. Can’t wear the suit with that lot on. Suppose we’d better get that plug out too. Follow me.”

Four crawled out of his cage too and followed as well.

They walked through to the bondage chair room. Alpha indicating to Beta that he should sit before jogging out to the shop floor and returning with some keys and a bag.

He unlocked the cb and harness. “Now, stand up and bend over.”

“Yes, sir.” Beta did just that and Alpha slowly squirted some lube onto the shaft of the plug, pushed it in further, gave it a twist and then pulled it out.

Beta grunted in pleasure as it was pushed in and then sighed as it was removed.

“God, you said I’d get used to it. It feels so empty down there now.”

“Don’t worry, it’ll be full again soon enough.” he held up the plug for the suit.

Beta recoiled in shock. “I.. I’d never be able to fit that one! It’s huge!”

Alpha chuckled. “If your arse hadn’t been trained it would’ve been painful for a couple of days. But I made sure it was. It’s only slightly bigger than the one you had in.”

“But the one I had in was tiny compared to that!”

“The first one was, yes. Every other day after your cleaning, I increased the size because I knew it’d lead up to this. Trust me, this won’t hurt much at all.”

Four’s fingers danced on his tablet. “He’s telling the truth, Beta. God, it hurt for me, that day. Two days later, I was fine. You’ll be fine from the start.”

Alpha lubed up the suit plug and with a swift shove, it was in.

Beta didn’t even yelp. He felt the plug enter, filling the void left by the previous one. Oh my god, that’s better.

“Bloody hell that feels good.”

“That’s only the start. This is the best bit. Put this on.” Alpha handed him the suit.

The moment Beta touched it, fucking hell that was a good feeling. He fondled it. He turned it around in his hand, examining ever detail.

“Oh, put these in too.” Alpha handed him a pair of ear plugs.

They were black, a conical curve that looked like they’d fit snugly. He did as he was told and inserted them immediately. Then he returned his attention to the suit.

“Errr… Sir?”

“Oh… Through the mouth. Very stretchy material. You’ve tried rubber before. This one. No zips.”

He stared at it as it stretched. There seemed to be no limit to it. He sat on the bondage chair and pulled the mouth wide, inching his legs into it. They slid in with ease and before he knew it, even the toes had found their places. Then he stood and began pulling it up, putting his arms in too. His cock certainly rose to the occasion. He finished off by snapping the hood over his head.

Alpha began adjusting, smoothing, then he looked at Beta’s crotch.

“Ah good.” Alpha grinned. “Cock standing to attention means you can put the final part on easily. Much more troublesome trying to get the internal tube up when it’s flaccid.”

“Tube? Really?”

“The suit isn’t just any old suit, Beta. You need to be able to piss after all.”

“Oh! Of course.” With a little fiddling, pulling, manipulating and stretching the tube found its home, as did his bollocks.

“Now, sit back in the chair. I’ll strap you down, it’s best to be immobilised for the tubing. I will warn you now. Once the spray I shoot down your throat wears off it will trigger your gag reflex for a while. Hopefully with what we’ve been doing in the dungeon for the past few weeks, that won’t be too much of a problem though.”

Beta began to chuckle. “You’ve been preparing me for this for a while, haven’t you?”

“Oh god, yeah. The moment you requested to be my slave, I knew it’d end up like this. Other slaves, as four said, weren’t prepared so the first couple of days were hell for them. Afterwards, heaven though. Many went for permanent sealing after their trial period and many were accepted as Master’s property.”

“Fuck me!”

“Not possible with that plug up there. Now, relax.”

Alpha strapped him down, head and all, then, mouth brace, spray, tubing, gag, goggles, sealant.

Beta observed the whole process with interest. God, he’d never felt anything like it. The suit was being totally sealed off from the outside world apart from his nose and mouth tubes. His cock stood to attention even more. His mouth had never felt so full, he knew now this would take some shifting at the end of the two weeks.

Ten minutes is all it took for that part. Then Alpha unstrapped him, ordered him to stand and bend over again and he felt some small amount of movement down there too. Sealing the plug to the suit? Must be.

“Now, follow, slave. Admire yourself in here for half an hour. I’ve got to prepare the next stage.”

Four pointed at the mirror room and Beta rushed over to the wall and stared. Oh fuck, he looked hotter than four in it and he looked good.

He began to pose, contort, try to find any limit to his movements the suit might impose. Nothing, it was utterly flexible, no movement limits. God, he fell in love with the thing there and then.

As he walked, posed, even danced a little in the suit the feeling improved. It grew snugger. It tightened on his cock and balls, it hugged his every curve. It even gripped his toes more tightly.

He didn’t know how long he stood there before Beta beckoned. “Now for the shocker, Beta. You’re nothing but a voiceless rubber object now. And there’s no way to remove that suit without our help. It’s on until it’s time to return to work.”

Beta stared at him, then hugged him, nodding enthusiastically.

“Good, now for the even bigger shocker. Follow me into the wet room. We’ve got a milder than normal solution to remove your hair the first time. It’s usually a lot harsher and more painful but we only want to remove your hair in your case. With slaves taking the suit for longer periods, it needs to remove their nails too.”

Beta nodded as he followed Alpha through to a large tiled area with drains on the floor and a lot of tubing dangling from the ceiling..

“Now take this pose and prepare yourself for the biggest surprise of your life.” Alpha stood with his feet two feet apart and his arms away from his body. Beta mirrored it.

Then Alpha nodded towards the doorway and… Blood hell. No movement. Solid. As if he was encased in steel! He couldn’t move an inch! Not even his toes could wiggle. Then a realisation…

All those mannequins? Nah, surely not! They couldn’t be? Could they?”

“Four’s been here since day one, Beta. He was the one Mary showed the photo of Daniel Simmons to. Who he said those things to. Six joined us a little later. It was them in the display cases all along.”

Then four’s voice. “And bloody hell, it was the best decision I ever made. Six’s and mine. They’re permanent. Utterly impossible to remove. This is my life now and now you get a small sample of it. Trust me. You’ll probably be begging for it to be permanent too by the end of your holiday.”

Beta struggled, he tried to wriggle. But it wasn’t a desperate struggle of escape, it was one of pure pleasure, testing his bonds, his movement. God this was hot.

Then Alpha re-entered and snapped some pipes to him along with a funnel to his mouth and pointed a strange fob at him. The earplugs suddenly felt much fuller in his ears.

“I recommend you close your eyes for this bit. Normally it’s a about five times more concentrated than this, but it’ll still sting. I’m also feeding you a glycol preparation that’ll completely flush out your guts. Trust me, it’s necessary, it’ll stop the plug from becoming clogged with shit. The food you get fed from now on is perfectly balanced nutrients. Flavour isn’t important without a sense of taste or smell.”

He tipped some glop down his funnel, turned on… something and liquid began flowing through his head tube and the plug. It tingled. Actually… scratch that… It stung. Every inch of his skin began to sting.

He clamped his eyes shut as ordered as the liquid crept up his entire body, past his nose, right up to the top of his head. Meanwhile his arse also filled. Filled much more than his douche allowed. It seemed to just keep going and going. Then to top it all off, his guts began performing somersaults.

Oh fuck! This wasn’t nice at all. Bloody unpleasant in fact. What the hell had he got himself into here?

Then his arse emptied with a gush and the cycle started again down there.

Four’s voice sounded in his ears. “Don’t worry. Most slaves who’ve been through this had second thoughts until the cycle was completed. Trust me, the next part of the cycle once the anti-hair liquid’s done its thing is a salve that soothes. Then a few rinses with water and a drying cycle and the suit will never feel better.”

Beta didn’t know why, but he trusted four and… he didn’t know how long it continued to sting but suddenly there was a change. That liquid began to drain and once it had something else entered his suit and it did sooth. All the pain from the previous part of the cycle evaporated instantly to the touch of this new liquid and that one filled the suit completely too.

Then that too began to drain and warm water began to flow down his head and fill the suit. Three more cycles of water and Alpha’s voice again.

“The final part of the cycle is pure water. You can open your eyes now, Beta.”

He did. Standing before him, naked apart from the most extreme metal thing he’d ever seen stood Alpha. He unrolled some gloves up his hands and arms right up past the elbows and suddenly, they could move.

Alpha held a laptop in front of him. “You can communicate now.”

“Fucking hell! So, four was here? How long?”

“As he said, he was here when you first visited the shop. When Mary held up that photo to him and said death’s too good for Dan Simmons and good riddance. No microphones around the shop. He said it straight to four’s face.”

“And four’s been in that suit? For over four months?”

“And for the rest of his life, yes. Permanent. He loves it, trust me. He is a slave, just as I am. But he’s a special type.”

“And all those other mannequins?”

“Right now, just mannequins but a few were also occupied by others who’d been recruited. They’ve all gone to join Master Q as his permanent property now though. Don’t worry, they all wanted it. All took the suit voluntarily. Actually came in useful. There are ways to communicate with me behind the counter while in those display cases. Fairly simple too. Pressure pad under the toe. They acted as an added security measure. Spot a shoplifter, flash the light.”

“And I… I could do that too, sir?”

“You can help around the shop much as four and six did sometimes. You can take your place as a display object too. Yes. All those people walking past never knowing what’s inside. Four loves it. So did the others.”

“God! I love it, sir! Didn’t like that last bit too much though.”

“Don’t worry. Full cleaning cycle is once a week on a much weaker solution, but you won’t need another one of them. You want your hair to grow back. Just a daily single flush of the arse and a soapy water rinse each day otherwise.”

His arse was emptying again now as was the water in the suit. Then air. Warm air, pumped into the suit. It seemed to caress his skin as it dried it and once that was over, Alpha unclipped the hoses and tubes and left the room.

The suit became flexible so quickly he stumbled. Alpha beckoned him to the back room and pointed at a chair. Before him, the laptop.

“So, how does the suit feel now?”

He sat down and felt himself. “Oh fucking hell!”

Alpha smirked. “Common reaction that.”

“It’s amazing, sir!”

“I know. I want it to be permanent too, on me. But that won’t happen until Q calls me back to his side. Now. Any discomfort?”

“The tubes are starting to irritate a little, sir. Not quite gag reflex irritating but I can feel them.”

“And the plug?”

“It’s there. I can feel it. It feels amazing, sir!”

“But no pain?”

“No, sir.”

“In that case… Now this bit is the best of the lot. But there’s also a worst of the lot to come too. I want you to describe the sensations now.”

“OK, sir.”

Alpha went through the pleasure settings until he described the pleasure bordering on pain and noted the number.

“God! That too?! That felt… I can’t even describe it but”

“I know. I’ve got a plug too remember. Pleasure like no other, right?”

Beta nodded.

“Unfortunately, there’s also pain. One of the greatest crimes a slave can make is to attempt escape. Utterly disrespecting the Master, that. Especially when they volunteered for the suit and know it’s never coming off, so, there is a severe punishment around the exits. Even I’m bound by that restriction normally, previously with a shocker in the belt. Now the plug’s up there too. It’s best to get it out of the way the moment the plug is settled, so… Follow me back into the mirror room and I’ll do it there.”

Beta did so with quite a large amount of trepidation. Four was standing outside. “Don’t worry. It’s bad. But we’ve all been through it. Even me. You’ll be fine.”

He stood in the centre of the room and froze in the pose Alpha indicated, palm outstretched, then Alpha placed his fob on his hand.

If it’d been possible to scream, he would’ve shattered every mirror in the place. Oh fuck! He… He couldn’t breath. He couldn’t even see! His goggles blackened the moment the fob touched his hand and the pain. Oh god, the pain! Just as well the suit held him in place.

As quickly as it came, the pain was gone, the goggles cleared and he could breath again. Then he could move again. Alpha gripped him in a hug as his movement returned but he didn’t stumble or sob like many of the others, he just returned the embrace.

“Let’s get back to the laptop.”

The moment he was seated he began to type. “Oh god, sir. That was bad.”

“That’s the intention yes. Slaves aren’t permitted near any of the exists. You did it while frozen because you freeze in there too. No way out unless dragged out by one of us. Fortunately there is an alarm so we know if someone’s been foolish enough to try.”

He nodded.

“How is it down there now?”

“A little sore, but it’s recovering, sir. Very… Very quickly in fact. God, it’s gone already!”

“Good. How would you like to go back in there, frozen with one hour of the pleasure setting?”

“An hour?! Count me in, sir!”

“And after that, you’ll probably find everything upstairs is open. You don’t even need a keycard in that suit, just touch the locks, the doors will open for you. You can play with four today in the dungeon or spotting each other in the gym.”

“Thank you, sir. But right now…”

Alpha laughed and led him back to the mirror room.