2017-04-20 - spike - Oh god what a suit 45

Author: spike
Title: Oh, god, what a suit! 45
Date: 20 April 2017

Beta was surprised at just how thorough the fitness testing was. They took into account every muscle group, strength, stamina, endurance, the lot.

It was even better than the one he’d had to go through during police training.

Another part of this he could very quickly learn to love.

He’d just finished and even impressed himself when four beckoned him to sit down again.

“So, we’ve still got most of the day. What would you like to do next? I could order you but it is your first day.”

“I thought Alpha was my Master.”

“Well, Q is our Master. Alpha is yours true but I do outrank you. When Alpha’s not been present I’ve taken the mantle of Master for quite a few slaves over the past few months and god, when you first came in wearing leather…”

Beta began to laugh. Then stopped. “I see what you mean about laughing when voiceless. Fuck me I never experienced anything like this before.”

“Unnerving? Or loving it?”

“Little bit of both to tell you the truth. I think the loving it is beating the unnerving part though. Dungeon, I love it in there.”

“And what would you like me to do to you?”

“I’d like you to secure me in the bondage box and face fuck me, sir.”

This time it was four’s turn to laugh. “Sorry. But you know that’s not possible now. With all that tubing in, you’re more limited in what you can do. No more sucking or being sucked. No more fucking, no being fucked.”

“Shit. Hadn’t thought of that.”

“Didn’t think so. Idea of it becoming permanent less appealing now?”

“Only a little. The pleasure from the plug’s compensation enough. How about I strap you to something and edge you?”

“You know about that?”

He nodded. “I’ve picked up quite a bit now, all those fetish clubs. I’ve edged others and been edged. Loved it both ways.”

“And you know the signs? You don’t need prompting?”

“I’ve never done it to someone in a suit before, I’ll be missing a lot of cues not being able to see your face, but I think I can manage it. Body language plays a big part too, I know that much.”

Four picked up his tablet. “Sir, permission to be edged by Beta?”

“Granted four. I hope he does better than the last one, he totally missed the cues when you were incapable of giving them on the tablet didn’t he?”

“Yes. He did now you mention it, still bloody good though. Thank you, sir. Doc?”

The doctor’s voice entered both their ears then. “I’ll get it four. I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Doctor?”

“He has a concoction. Supercharged orgasms is the order of the day to compensate for my lack of pleasure down there and fuck they’re good. Even better if I can get edged properly.” Four walked to the dungeon. “Come, Beta. You’ve got work to do. I’ll let you choose the position to bind me in.”
* * * * *
Four began to have doubts as his bondage continued. Beta had him stretched out taut in a spread eagle hanging from the ceiling by the winch chain. Spreader bars connected his wrists and ankles with the chain holding the bars by the middle to the winch and a ring on the floor.

The bottom spreader bar was then tied off to two more rings to prevent swinging around and finally, he took a chair, stood on it and applied fist mitts.

He really hoped Beta knew what he was doing now because he had no means of communication.

Then Beta began. He toyed with his cock and balls long before the drugs came into effect and four rose to the occasion with the first touch. Then he began stroking and god it was a gentle touch. He played, he fondled, he oh god, it’s… He stopped. He really did have a good instinct for it. Four breathed a sigh of relief as the edging continued.

And god did it continue. Every time he reached that clifftop, Beta paused and allowed him to roll back down again, dozens of times. In his previous life he would’ve been begging for release by now, begging to cum, pleading, but he continued. What was a pleasure quickly became a torture, a desperate need to cum that was never granted and each time, that sensation grew. It was unbearable, he couldn’t take it any more.

Oh god. Please, let me cum, I’ll get down on my knees and beg if you give me a chance. You can be my Master under Alpha instead of me yours, anything, just…

And again, he was denied.

Beta kept up the torture for exactly the right amount of time. Ten minutes before he’d been told the drugs would begin to lose their potency, four exploded across the dungeon. The orgasm was much more extreme than the last one. A hell of a lot more and Beta continued well past the point where his cock began to complain. Another two smaller orgasms and then the hand removed itself from his cock for the final time that day, he felt the winch begin to lower and he collapsed to his knees on the floor.

The moment the spreader bar was disconnected from his wrists he gripped Beta in a hug. His shoulders began to shake with a laughter of pure joy. Beta hugged him back and then removed the fist mitts. Finally, four could communicate.

“Fucking hell! Where did you learn that? You’ve only been on the scene for a few months!”

“Alpha taught me most of it. I practised on a few people in the fetish club play rooms. Became quite popular.”

“Quite? I bet you were the star of the show there. That was… fucking hell. That was the best I’ve ever felt and I’d been edged a few times before the suit. How did Alpha teach you? You couldn’t edge him, he was in chastity!”

“No, but he edged me. A lot of times. I knew what to look for just from my own experience and I did have those others to practise on.”

“Well, you’re a master of the art. Next time, I’ll ask the doctor to feed me the bottle after you’ve been at it for an hour. How long can you keep that up?”

“Dunno, I’ve never tried pushing for a world record.”

Beta undid the rest of four’s restraints and he forced himself to his feet to retrieve his tablet.

“Sir.”

“Yes, four?”

“If you ever get the chance, have Beta edge you. He’s a fucking master at it.”

“How long?”

Four glanced at the clock. “Well over an hour. Without the time limit imposed by the drugs the doctor gave me I think he could’d’ve kept me on edge until the shop shut!”

“Fucking hell! I’ll have to ask Master Q for permission to try that. And I don’t have those drug limits.”

“You might want to ask the doctor for a dose though.”

“I… I might just do that. Anyway, customer just came in, so…” There was a click.

“So, what do you want to do? Want me to tie you up in return?”

Beta nodded towards the bondage box.

“Anything else, or just leave you bound in there until the shop shuts?”

“How long is that?”

“Another five hours.”

“Maybe a couple. Alpha told me about the offerings Q has in the rec room, I’m curious.”

“Do that first or tie you up and go in later?”

“Ah, what the hell, we’re here. Can I have the funnel hood too?”

“Want me to use it?”

Beta laughed. “Might as well. If you need one.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time.”

“What?”

“Alpha’s in chastity remember? He can’t direct a stream of piss in that thing, sit down or piss on the floor in the wet room’s the only way to go while wearing one of those. He called me in to fill your funnel that day.”

He nodded and laughed. “Makes sense now you mention it. I didn’t know he was even in such an extreme chastity until I was in the suit.”

“Yep, until a month ago, you know how long he’d been in it too. Let’s get you tied up then.”

Four secured him in the box, legs stretched out to the sides and attached to the mount points, arms strapped in too, then the waist belt. Finally he applied the funnel hood and a posture collar so he couldn’t move his head and closed the box on it securing him in place completely. He knew he wouldn’t be able to move an inch.

He didn’t feel like a piss right this minute so he snapped a padlock on the box and went across to the rec room, filled a jug of water and, lying on his back on the floor, poured it down his tube.

That should work its way through his system in no time. While he was waiting he checked to see what Master Q had on offer for the day and nodded in satisfaction when he saw only one item again and it was a porn.

He turned off the TV and fired up the games console until his bladder began to complain.

An hour later he tapped on his tablet. “Get ready, slave. Time for a drink.”

He returned to the dungeon to relieve himself.
* * * * *
Alpha found them in the rec room watching the tail end of the porn, Beta sitting between four’s legs, four sitting on the sofa, stroking his head.

He smiled. They looked so good together. “Beta, downstairs. I think after this evening’s fun, you’ll probably be wanting to relieve yourself too, won’t you?”

Beta looked up at his Master and nodded. He got up and followed Alpha out of the room. Four turned off the tv and followed them down too.

The moment they were down on the shop floor, Beta walked by Alpha’s side and began twiddling.

“Thank you, sir. That was an absolutely brilliant intro to the shop, sir.”

Alpha chuckled. “You have got quite good at that quickly haven’t you?”

“So what do you normally do after work, sir?”

“Usually another workout. Have you ever boxed?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I don’t think four’s fit enough yet, how would you like a match with me after your piss?”

“Really, sir? Punching your Master seems… Inappropriate.”

“Only if he doesn’t order you to, Beta.”

“Good point. Glad to then, sir.”

“Right, in there, over the drain, you know the pose.”

Beta did it fully expecting to freeze to the spot. He did. Then he felt a click and his cock sliding out of the chastity. Alpha made sure it was pointing forward before activating the fob. Then, the cap over his mouth tube was removed and a snap as a funnel was attached.

Alpha poured something down along with a bottle of water and then reapplied the belt, walked out of the room and he could move again.

God, he felt… Well, full. Satisfied. So that’s what being fed was. So quick and simple.

“Beta, come. Boxing ring. Now. Let’s get some exercise.”
* * * * *
It hadn’t been a proper match that time, just a little sparring to kill time before Master Q called but he saw Beta’s potential. Q had mentioned there was a boxing league over at his compound. That was the whole reason the ring had been built up there in the first place and he suspected Beta would be a champion there given a little more practice.

Right now though, four and Alpha stood before the laptop, Beta was waiting for them in his cage and Master Q’s voice emerged.

“So, how goes my latest potential acquisition? Judging by the limited snippets I managed to glean from four and his performance in the dungeon, very well?”

“Yes, sir. If today was anything to go by, we’ve got ‘im sir. He’s already expressed an interest in wearing number five and he’d only been in the suit a few hours when he did that.”

“Yes. That was one of the snippets I saw. He’s getting quite good at this sign language then?”

“Very, sir. He’ll be very quick by the end of his two weeks, sir.”

“And Mary?”

“Don’t worry sir, four and Beta were upstairs all day. I allowed Mary out to sleep in its cage during that time. Once Beta’s in his display case we can release Mary during the week too. Tomorrow may pose a more… interesting time, sir.”

“Yes. As long as you keep Beta occupied, a little surreptitious logistics via the tablets should ensure they never meet.”

“Yes, sir. The doctor can take care of Mary unless he’s required elsewhere.”

“Yes. That was another snippet I read. So, I’ve got something to look forward to when five arrives here then. A master in the art of edging?”

four tapped on his tablet. “I’d even venture grand master, sir. He’s bloody good. Even in the position I was he could read my cock like a book.”

Q chuckled. “Yes, I enjoyed the show immensely. You did explain to him that he would need to take care of his affairs in the outside world before his permanent enslavement could take place, four/”

“Yes, sir. He knows. I imagine he’ll be tendering his resignation the moment he returns to work, sir. Still early days, though. He could change his mind in the two weeks. Those haven’t even started yet officially.”

“Alpha, your desire to be edged by Beta, granted. He is your slave for these two weeks after all and you earned it. Also, if you so wish, permission granted to sample some of the doctor’s medicaments.”

“Thank you sir. Oh god this is going to be intense.”

“You have no idea, Alpha, sir.” four was laughing again.

“Now I’m sure there was something… ah yes. Four, your mesh glove is now in the final stages of production. It won’t be ready before Beta rejoins the world, but it is nearing the testing stage. Not just the mesh of the suit this time, it’s bonded to the internal surface of a secondary graphene glove. The mesh would likely become damaged without protection of its own.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“And now a mild concern. Beta knows who you are?”

“Yes, sir. He pieced it all together, sir. Without any hints from me, sir. Me being in the display case on his first visit. The other cases materialising during subsequent ones. He didn’t say outright but he did mention the disappearance of several of my friends soon after my suicide. I think he’d figured out who the other slaves were in the shop, sir.”

“But he did also say he’d need to think of his own excuse?”

“Yes, sir. He even said he agreed with me. He wouldn’t tell anyone, sir.”

“Very good. I would like a word with him tomorrow night though. I will confirm the identities of each of your friends. Fill him in completely, with the minor conceit that they opted for the permanent suits after sampling the life as he is, in a temporary one and each is happy with their choice.”

“Yes, sir. Even Mary’s becoming content in its new life sir.”

“Really? How do you know this?”

“Mary and diddly’s goodbye conversation. It’s continuing to follow diddly’s advice. Lose the last of its petty hangups, learn to like to like it. Stop hating liking it. It promised diddly it would. Even said it’d request some things it hated in the dungeon and admitted that it had started to love diddly a little, sir.”

“Now that is progress. But it doesn’t mean it’s over the worst of what I have planned for it.”

“Yes, sir. I’ll be happy to play with it in the dungeon while Beta’s on mannequin duty, sir. See just how far along it’s got, sir. If Beta gets put in the right case, it won’t see me taking Mary out to the mirror, sir.”

“Thank you four. This could prove very enlightening. Just don’t get too attached to it.”

“No, sir. Unlike diddly, I’ve known what was inside the suit from the beginning. I won’t let my feelings get in the way, sir.”

“Good. Q out.”