2017-08-20 - spike - The New Shop 1

Author: spike
Title: The New Shop 1
Date: 20 August 2017

Chapter 1
Oh fuck! What are they doing to me?

The past however long it is has been hell! All I did was ask to try on a fucking suit for god’s sake. Jesus! The assistant was friendly of course. Even helpful, explaining the suits were designed for long term wear and that to experience the full suit I’d need to be tubed up, but since then? I can’t hear anything. I can’t see anything and I’ve not seen a sign of him since I froze!

OK. I loved it, studying myself in that huge mirror in the tiled room at the back of the store. Don’t know how long I spent in front of that, posing, stretching, delighting in it before I suddenly froze solid.

Since then, I’ve not been able to move an inch! Added to that the… whatever he shoved up my ass is agony now, the searing pain in my ears, what the fuck was that anyway? To make it even more hellish, that stuff he pumped into the suit was agony even though the final stages were good, easing all that pain it caused and then flushing it out. God my eyes are still stinging

And… I still can’t move!

It must’ve been hours and now the tubes down my throat are making me heave, triggering my gag reflex.

I want out! Now! But how the hell can I let him know when I have no voice and I can’t move an inch?

I’m sure I must’ve fallen asleep. I remember snapping awake in terror a couple of times but again, no idea how long.

I fell to my knees in shock, shivering. Whether that was from the shock itself or the fear, I don’t know. My… I could see again. I looked up to see the assistant pointing. I just stayed there, on my hands and knees in a daze.

He pointed again and then pointed something at me.

God. If I thought my ass was in pain before, that’s nothing compared to the pain I experienced then. It knocked me flat. I writhed in agony.

I stared at him, pure hatred in my eyes not that he could see that behind the mirrored goggles he’d glued on. He pointed again and I scurried to my feet towards the door. Then I noticed my… Fuck!

I was wearing a metal chastity… thing! How did that get on me? He must’ve put it on when I was asleep! I froze again, trying to wrench the thing off.

He turned back, noticed what I was doing, another shock and I scurried after him again. It seemed I had little choice.

He pointed at a cage. There was another figure in a suit that looked identical to mine only the man in that one seemed to be at ease. He had his hands behind his head, laying in that cage. Relaxed. He glanced up when he saw me and moved to one side. God he looked… Well it looked good on him, ripped abs, bulging muscles. His face was just a pair of goggles, a nose and a weird circular flat thing where his mouth should be.

I wasn’t getting in a fucking cage though. I shook my head and started backing away, only to collapse in agony again. Defeated, I crawled in and looked back to see the door slam shut.

I didn’t even hear that and he’d done it with some force! I was deaf! They’d deafened me! Fuck!

Still shaking, the other guy in there reached for me. I shrank into the cage in panic.

He shook his head. Held his hand out, palm flat facing me, drew an R with his finger and pointed at me.

What? What the fuck did… Then it clicked. How are you? How the hell would he think I…

I was just about to spell a few expletives out when everything went dark again.

I felt a hand. Then another, I tried shrinking away but I was already up against the bars. Then he gripped me in a hug and started stroking me, sensing my distress.

Oh my god though. The suit! It’d felt amazing before I froze. Now, it felt fucking amazing. I was still shaking uncontrollably and sobbing though. He gripped me tight and tried to comfort me.

I fell asleep in his embrace.

I woke up to a loud beep, making me jump out of my skin. How? How did I hear that? What the fuck was it anyway?

Then the cage door swung open and I fell out. I realised I could see again.

I scrambled to my feet and looked around. I’d not looked properly before. The place had six cages and a closet at the end. The shop assistant climbed out of the one opposite, naked apart from one of those same metal chastity belts I and the other guy were wearing.

He was wearing one too? What the fuck was going on here?

He didn’t seem to pay either of us the slightest bit of attention. He just walked over to the closet, pulled out a rubber T, a pair of leather jeans and a pair of boots and started getting dressed.

Then he looked at us and pointed to the door.

My cage mate beckoned me and mimed again. Finger pointing, switching between him and me a few times, crab claws opening and closing, L 8 and R. I was starting to pick up his way of thinking. “We’ll talk later.” He beckoned again and I followed. Frankly, the further I was away from that fucker in the cage room the better right now.

He lead me back to that tiled room and pointed. Then took up a stance, almost attention but with the arms slightly away from the body. I mimicked him for want of anything better to do and almost instantly froze to the spot again.

Fuckface stepped before me then. He snapped that fucking funnel to my mouth again and poured something down. It didn’t look like the same stuff that caused me so much trouble as the first time though. I act… God. That actually filled me up. I… I hadn’t even realised I was hungry until then.

He poured a bottle of water down the funnel too, disconnected it and then I felt a snap on my head and another at my arse. Oh god not again.

Water started filling the suit and me again. This time it just felt like warm water though. It was actually… It was. It was pleasant. God what a relief. One flush of my bowels, three flushes in the suit and a warm air cycle.

Standing there frozen, I realized that the water he’d given me. I needed a piss! I tried to let go but found I couldn’t. Pressure built but something prevented me. Oh fuck, no. Not something else. Again, I don’t know how long I stood there but eventually, piss began to flow. Oh god that felt good. But how? Had that tube… They could control that too?

Then I could move again. My companion gestured towards the door and walked out. Curious, I followed. He walked out of the back onto the shop floor, up to a case by the counter, large enough for… It… It was the case I’d first seen the suit on that mannequin! The mannequin was him!

He stepped in, pointed at a case opposite, closed the door and took up the stance.

I shook my head and started towards the exit but when I glanced back he made a gesture of pressing his thumb on a fob. I froze and returned to him.

His gestures were a little quicker this time but I picked up on it.

“Trust me. The exits are protected and that’s not something you want to experience. Do as you’re told or he’ll punish you again.”

My shoulders sagged in defeat and I stepped into the case.

I froze. Then the bastard walked across to the other case and flicked a switch at its base freezing my friend too. Friend? Well, he had comforted me. Might as well see him like that.

He opened it, removed the chastity, came to mine, removed mine too and went behind the counter, flipping something under it.

So, there I was, frozen solid, facing the counter, watching that cunt go about the daily business of running the store. At one point someone walked passed with a suit and tried it on and HE was there, obviously offering more like he had with me, but that customer shook his head, got changed back and left.

I watched that clock crawl all day. Twelve hours! Twelve hours of faggots ogling me, staring in awe at me, chatting amongst themselves, some of them obviously experiencing discomfort downstairs at the sight of me. Twelve hours stuck in total immobility before he closed the shop, put the chastity back on and released us.

There was another sound then. One I recognised. It was a Skype alert. How I heard it I don’t know, but the cunt of a shop assistant immediately rushed to the back room. We followed.

He pointed at the floor obviously indicating I should stand there, a couple of feet behind him as he sat at a laptop and the Skype window opened.

“Alpha. Report.”

“Takings are on the rise with two suited slaves on display sir.”

I stared at him, shook my head. Took a step back in shock.

Slave? I’m not a fucking slave!

The computer spoke again. “Why is blank shaking its head and stepping back like that, Alpha?”

“What sir? It… It can hear, sir?”

“Of course it can hear.” He sighed. “Alpha. Please leave the room for a moment.”

“Yes, sir.” He got up and left.

“M. Sit and report.”

I glanced at my friend. He looked at me. He turned around, as if looking for someone. Then for some reason he leaned back looked at the back of my head.

“M, Sit down!”

He shrugged.

“Mary, sit the fuck down!”

He was seated almost instantly.

“Now report.”

“M, sir?”

I… I could hear the laptop? Some kind of text to speech thing? It sounded a little artificial but...

“That is your name.”

“But it’s been Mary since you”

“I’m well aware of that, M. You fulfilled the purpose I set for you there. You are M now and you’re marked with that name for the rest of your life.”

His hand shot up to the back of his head. I hadn’t even noticed until that point there was a large M on it.

“Really, sir? Thank you, sir. I… When did it happen? I don’t remember having a new hood applied.”

“I suppose it’s possible you were asleep.”

“What colour is it, sir?”

“Silver. Now report.”

“The shop appears almost identical to the old one, what I’ve seen of it, sir but you get a very restricted view in a display case.”

“Any shop lifters?”

“One, sir. He left with a pair of leather trousers, but I’d recognise him again if he came in, sir.”

“Today?”

“No sir, that was yesterday.”

“Then why wasn’t I notified? Why didn’t you warn Alpha to lock the door?”

“But Alpha’s in ten now, sir! I”

“The store keeper is Alpha now. Alpha taking the name ten freed that name. Why didn’t you warn Alpha?”

“Impossible, sir.”

The voice sighed again. “We all know the benefit of a slave based alarm system. Why haven’t you told him this? You’ve had all week!”

“All week sir? I’ve not been granted access to the laptop since I arrived and I only got here two days ago. He just put me straight into a case on arrival, sir.”

“You’ve been there a week, M. You were supposed to help with the refit. It seems… Anything more to report?”

“He’s a little too free with the shocks, sir. I’m beginning to fear he may be another Rex, sir.”

The voice took on an alarmed tone. “What do you mean?”

“Sir, I haven’t heard a thing since I was released from the pod. I suspect blank hasn’t either. It was shivering with fear and sobbing all night sir and Alpha used the fob on it with a force that knocked blank off it feet when it refused to climb into the cage. Its arse will be far from having settled at this point, sir.”

“I see.” The voice sounded resigned. Tired even. There was the sound of tapping on a keyboard.

“Collect the sheet I’m sending to the printer and go to the warehouse. One item from each on the list. It seems Alpha requires additional training in the handling and capture of slaves. I’m instituting the methods we honed in the old shop from now on. You will train him and blank until he’s deemed competent enough by you to take the reins completely. You will also assist him in the shop as you saw four and six do before their departures.”

He sat bolt upright. “Does this mean…?”

“Yes, M. As you have slaves to train, I’m elevating you to subhuman. Blank will assist you in the placement of your hood. That’s one of the items you’ll be collecting along with the vest with your mark of ownership which he obviously neglected to apply. You will also be collecting a temp suit identical to the one used on Beta before he took on suit five, a plug and an earplug for use on Alpha.”

“So he learns of the pains and pleasures he can cause first hand, sir?”

“Yes, M. Exactly.”

“Oh god, thank you sir. I never dreamed. Until that orderly appeared I was terrified the hospital was all there was for me after you released me on Regents street that day.”

“You can thank four, five, six and ten for pleading your case, M. Ten pled for you quite vehemently in fact, saying it was a fate worse than death and something you’re undeserving of, that your inside knowledge or police procedure proved invaluable in the dismantling of the old shop and as you now have a new name, I feel that frees you to join them eventually.”

“Really? But I thought you said I wasn’t invited, sir.”

“Yes. I believe my exact wording was Mary isn’t invited. You’re not Mary anymore, but you impress me and slaves who impress me are rewarded.”

He bent the laptop screen forward so the camera was pointing at the floor, stood, took a couple of steps back, got down on his knees, put his hands behind his back and touched his forehead to the floor.

What the fuck was all that about?

“Very good, M. Now collect the sheet from the printer. Oh, and during his training, his fob will not work on you. Yours will work on him however. Now go and collect the items on the list and put your armband on once you’ve collected it.”

M immediately rushed out of the room.

“Now blank. It seems you require a little explanation. Has Alpha told you anything at all since your capture?”

I just stood there, stunned. I looked around in confusion.

“Blank. Sit at the keyboard. Please.”

Unsure of myself, I shuffled over to it and sat.

“Now, tell me.”

“I thought I’d been deafened until I heard that beep this morning. I haven’t heard anything since I felt that pain in my ears until now.”

He sighed. “Well, allow me to explain. Yes. You’re a slave now and you will be for the rest of your life.”

“I’m not a fucking slave! Get me out and let me go! I can’t stay here! I’ve got responsibilities! I’m a Master! I have a slave of my own and”

“You’re a Master? You have no submissive tendencies?”

“None! I need to get home. I need to release my slave! I was only meant to be gone for a couple of hours and… How long have I been here now?”

“Sir.”

“What?”

“How long have I been here now, Sir.”

“I’m not a fucking slave! I just said that!”

“I’m sorry. It seems Alpha’s fucked up royally and for that he will be punished but I’m afraid you are a slave now. There’s no getting away from that.”

“Look, just get me out of this fucking suit and”

“The suit you wear is made of a graphene composite, blank. Once cured, it’s impossible to get off. Everything on you and in you is permanent.”

I stared at the screen in horror.

“When you entered the suit through the mouth you noticed how elastic the material was, correct?”

“Yes.”

“Pull on your neck now. Before curing it was capable of accommodating your whole body as you climbed into it.”

I gripped the material between my thumb and forefinger. I tugged. It didn’t even stretch an inch.

“The suit is impervious to cutting tools. It can’t be removed. This is it for you now and for that I apologise. There’s nothing that can remove it but heed my words. If you impress me. If you follow your orders, excel in the tasks you’re put to and help in the capture of new slaves your status will be elevated. If you achieve the status of subhuman, just as M has, you will be provided with a voice and your dominant characteristics will be put to use as a slave handler.”

I stared at the screen. I felt sick. I couldn’t even muster the will to type.

“Tell me your address. Your slave will be informed that you’ve got yourself into a situation that prevents your return. Now, you asked how long you’d been here, Alpha reported your capture two days ago.”

“Two days!? I have to get back!”

“You mentioned the need to release your slave… From what predicament?”

“A cage!”

“And did you leave your slave any nourishment and water before your departure?”

“Water, yes, but only a couple of 16 ounce bottles! If I don’t get back soon”

“As I said, you cannot get back. Even if the suit was removable, you know too much now. You’re here. This is your new life. Learn to like it. I’ll see to it someone is sent to release your slave. I may even have them invite him to join you, if you think he’d enjoy being by your side.”

“Him?”

“What?”

“Are you calling me a faggot? She’s been in that fucking cage now for over two and a half days!”

The voice sighed again. “So you’re not only a Master but a straight Master… Right then. The invitation to join you… Void. I have no interest in enslaving women but I will send a collection of forms for you to fill in that will transfer ownership of all your possessions to her.”

“But I love her! I can’t leave her!”

“I’m sorry, blank. I truly am. But as far as the outside world is concerned, you’re gone. Whether that’s dead, travelling only to disappear, a fugitive from justice or something else, I’ll allow you to decide once you’ve recovered from the shock. Now give me your address and your slave will be released.”

My hands shook on the keyboard as I typed that address. My emotions were in turmoil. Rage at what’d been done to me. Fear of what was to come and god, I missed her and now to learn I’d never see her again...

“Permission to beat the living crap out of that cunt?”

“I think that will be acceptable. But not now, let your arse recover fully. Now get Alpha in here for the bollocking of his life.”