2017-08-21 - spike - The New Shop 2

Author: spike
Title: The New Shop 2
Date: 21 August 2017

Chapter 2
Just as I yanked the door open, M returned. I grabbed hold of Alpha and manhandled him into the room throwing him against the table. God that felt good.

“What the fuck! How dare you touch me!” he reached for his fob.

The voice sounded angry. “Alpha. Put the fob away. Now!”

Alpha froze. “But it just”

“I saw what it just did and that’s nothing compared to what it’s going to do to you when it’s recovered enough. Shut up until I speak to you. Blank. Sit at the keyboard. You have permission to speak in any way you see fit.”

I sat back down again.

“Thank you.”

“Sir!”

I sighed. “OK. Thank you siiiiiiiiiiiiir. That was in the most sarcastic voice I could think it, btw.”

“Acceptable, considering. Alpha. You fucked up. What in god’s name were you thinking, enslaving this man?”

“But he put on the suit sir.”

“And?”

“He accepted the whole shebang! The tubing!”

“So what?”

“What do you mean, sir? He allowed me to tube him up! He said it was the most awesome experience he’d ever had.”

“Did he express a wish to remain in it forever?”

“No sir but”

“Did he even let a slip of the tongue announce he never wanted out, no matter how flippantly?”

“No sir!”

“Blank, why did you accept the tubes?”

“My slave loves rubber…. Sir… So do I. I thought she might like it and a Master should always experience new things before inflicting them on his slave!”

“Totally agree. Yes, Alpha. Even I’ve worn a suit, tubes and plug and all for over a month just to see how liveable it is. I actually enjoyed it after the initial discomforts and even set aside my wristband to take my place amongst the blanks for a couple of weeks just for the experience. Do you count me as worthy of enslavement?”

“Of course not, sir!”

“And yet you took it upon yourself to enslave a straight Master who has a slave locked in a cage back home, ruining his life and that of his property. Not only that, but putting that life in jeopardy? She’s been in that cage for nearly three days now with very little water.”

“I… Oh god, sir. I…”

“Second. Why did you shock this slave so soon after the plug insertion? It can take several days for the pain to go away.”

“It disobeyed me, sir.”

“Of course it disobeyed you, you fool. It didn’t receive any information on what was being done to it. You said nothing to it in the whole time after its curing, did you?”

“Speak to an object? What’s the”

“There’s still a man inside that suit you idiot! I admit, years ago, I did see objects as unworthy of communication until I spoke to number four for the first time. Even then they were permitted communication during training. Since then each slave I’ve spoken to after their initial shock and acceptance has been enlightening. Four proved very useful to me. So much so he was the first one elevated to subhuman! The first one to be given a voice! Alpha always allowed the slaves a chance to communicate while under his care. Now, so will you.”

“But I’m Alpha, sir!”

“Yes, but you’re not the first. The first is in a suit similar to theirs now. Permanently. He requested it and considering the exemplary work he did for me over the years, I rewarded him with it.”

Again I stared at the screen. I began to type. “How can anyone see this as a reward? It’s hell… Siiir.”

“Yes, blank. Four used to say this. Two days of hell, now I’m in heaven. Don’t knock it until you’ve fully adjusted. Your throat may still give you trouble for another day. Considering you’ve never had anything up your arse and you’ve…” He paused. “Alpha… How many times did you shock it?”

“Three, sir.”

“And on what level?”

“It disobeyed me sir! Ten of course!”

Alpha suddenly collapsed with a scream of pain. He clutched his crotch and rolled around on the floor for a minute or so. Eventually he mustered up the strength to crawl back to his knees.

“The plug insertion is painful enough without it being compounded with a punishment. Let alone a maximum punishment! Alpha himself made that mistake with number six when demonstrating the escape protocols and you use that level three times just because the poor bastard didn’t even know what the fuck was going on? I expected better of you, Alpha.”

“Sorry, sir.”

“Not good enough. Very soon, a keyholder will arrive. That keyholder will remove your chastity and once it’s off, you will put on the suit provided. Then, once cured, the chastity will be locked back on and you will be tubed and plugged just as these two are. And you will remain that way for one month. Once your arse has settled you will experience all the suit has to offer so you understand what it means. You’ve got a lot to learn! Understood?”

He gulped. “Yes, sir. But it won’t be permanent?”

“The suit you’ll be given comes in two halves joined together by a rubber band. It will feel exactly like the ones those two wear and only M will be instructed on its removal. Without him or someone with such instruction it might as well be permanent. And as M has now been elevated, he will train you. Your fob won’t work on him. You’ll follow his lead on anything relating to the training of slaves. After all, he’s been in that suit for five years so he knows what’s required.”

I stared at M in amazement. Five years? In that th… Then I realised with horror I’d be spending a lot longer than that in it. Oh fuck.

I typed again. “Why blank? And why do you keep referring to me as it?”

“Blank is the name all unmarked slaves have. Even if there are ten of you, you’ll all share that name. M was an exception. Mary Whitehouse was an insult bandied around the police station he worked at. We chose to name him that after his suiting.”

“Errr… who?”

“Probably not well known there. Doesn’t matter, but he knew what it meant. As for the it. You’re an object. A faceless, voiceless rubber object. Until you acquire a gold legend on the back of your head, you’ll be just that. It. Not he, his, him, but it and its. After all, you are indistinguishable from every other blank and believe me, there are lots of them. Many of them volunteered, some were taken against their will but all accepted the life within a month and grew to love it. I really hope you will too.”

“Fuck me, just how many slaves do you own?”

“At the last count, eighty-seven in this compound. Worldwide… I can’t say I’ve kept a count. Many men such as Alpha, the man who’s gone to release your slave and the keyholder submitted to me over the years. They prove vital for a worldwide operation.”

I recoiled in shock, almost falling off the chair.

The voice laughed. “I’m a very wealthy man with a huge work in progress. What better way to complete that job than with slave labour. You will be joining me eventually but trust me, the life here is good, even for the blanks.”

“And just where exactly is here?… sir?”

“That, you’ll never know. None of the slaves know or care where in the world they are. What difference does it make, knowing they’re slaves and in those suits for life anyway? Any hope of escape died the moment the suit was sealed, not that any of them want to leave. Well, one does but tough luck to it.”

M started fiddling with something on his wrist. A new voice, one I’d not heard before. It sounded almost natural. Deep. Rich. I could get to like that voice.

“He’s telling you the truth, blank and I took longer than most to adjust, believe me. Considering the circumstances, hardly a surprise, but with the help of my cage mate and some ingenious manipulation by number four, I learned not only just how much of a pervert I was, but how to enjoy being that pervy bastard. I love this life now.”

“M. Once Alpha has been sealed in and left frozen for the night, give blank the full tour. You both have full access to all recreational activities for the next month. Considering it took you over five weeks to be released from the pod after your departure and what’s been done to blank, I see it as only fair. Also, one week off all duties for both of you once blank’s arse has settled.”

“Thank you, sir. Is the layout the same upstairs as before?”

“You…” The voice took on a tone of exasperation. “Don’t tell me you haven’t even been permitted exercise? After five weeks frozen?”

“No, sir. It’s been case, wet room and cage, sir.”

“Alpha. Make that two months in the suit and the second month will be spent sealed into a pod!”

Alpha was the one staring at the screen, shaking his head in horror this time.

I would’ve had the widest cheesiest grin possible if I was capable right then.

“Blank. I do recommend you spend your days in the store performing your display duty until the plug no longer causes you pain. I will permit you to choose any outfit in it to wear each day. Standing immobile will speed your recovery but I’ll allow you to choose. Choose wisely.”

My fingers hovered over the keyboard. “Every day? Standing there, deaf, immobile?”

“You’re not deaf, you just have selective hearing now. Anyone within earshot of Alpha when his microphone headset is turned on, you can hear.”

“What headset?”

“What?”

“He didn’t have one on, sir. I was facing the counter all day.”

“Alpha. Why were the slaves left completely deaf?”

“I… I didn’t see a need sir. I haven’t even unpacked it yet. I’m sorry.”

“You didn’t see a need to shield their toes and allow them to communicate either. As a result you allowed a shoplifter to steal an expensive pair of leather trousers two days ago. Blank… During Alpha’s time in the suit, I grant you permission to use him as a plaything in the dungeon. Maybe let off some steam and get those dominant tendencies exercised.”

“I… Thank you sir, but there’s nothing interesting for me in binding a man. I’m not gay. I told you that.”

“Oh use your imagination. Apart from a flat chest you can easily imagine him to be a woman in the suit if you put a jock strap on him to make it appear flat down there or leave the chastity on. This is an order. Give it a try and not just one try. You’re there for a while and a slave for life so you might as well get used to it. You’ll never see another woman again unless one comes into the shop.”

Shit. He… he was probably right. Definitely right if there were no women where he was. Never see a… Fuck! My shoulders sagged in despair.

“I’ll arrange for some straight porn to be available for you in the rec room. Does that help?”

I nodded vacantly.

“Good.”

It was another ten minutes before Alpha looked at the door. A second later I heard a faint buzzer. Probably as a result of the microphone on the laptop broadcasting the sound to this Master and back.

“M, the keyholder’s there. Go and open the door for him. Alpha. Strip.”

M nodded and trotted out of the room as Alpha began undressing. A minute later a skinhead entered, polo, yellow braces, bleached jeans, boots that went all the way up to just below the knees with yellow laces and yellow socks folded back over the top. M followed.

“Right then, who’s getting let out?”

The computer spoke again. “Ah good. Joel. Meet Alpha. He’s royally fucked up and his punishment is two months in the suit. You will remain here. You can sleep in a cage at the back. You will run the shop and have full access to Alpha’s wardrobe. I’ll tell you what to wear and eat each day.”

“Run the shop? Really, sir?”

“Yes, Joel. You may even be granted permission to play with the slaves in the dungeon but you will not participate in their training or have access to a fob for punishment. M is assigned that task.”

“God, thanks, sir. Dream come true, running a fetish shop. And I’ll get to wear all that horny gear?”

“I’m sure over the period of the next couple of months, you’ll wear all of it lots of times, yes.”

Joel immediately unlocked the belt and removed it. M reached into the bag he’d brought and tossed the suit across. Within a minute, Alpha was in it and pointed towards the door. M grabbed the bag and followed.

“Joel. What’s your opinion of these slaves?”

“The suits, sir? God, I’m envious. I’d love to see what it was like myself some time.”

“I’ll give you a choice at the end of your service, Joel.”

“A choice, sir?”

“The option to wear a temporary suit. Your choice. Duration. But I warn you, the duration you set will not be shortened, though it may be extended.”

“And if I find I love it, sir?”

“Yes, Joel. If you never want out we can exchange it for a permanent one.”

“Oh my god.” He looked down at his crotch with a pained expression.

“Quite.” The voice chuckled. “A lot attempt to get hard at the thought.”

“You’re not kidding, sir.”

My fingers danced on the keyboard yet again. “And you’d willingly submit? To this? For the rest of your life?”

He looked down at me surprised. “Fuck me. You mean you didn’t?”

“Of course I didn’t. Why do you think that cunt’s being punished?”

“What’s it like?”

“What the fuck do you think it’s like? It’s hell! I’ve never been in such pain! The only consolation is now that fucker’s going to go through it too.”

“I know it hurts now, blank,” the computer said, “but that is a temporary unpleasantness. You will learn to access your submissive side. You’re in for a pleasant surprise when you’re pain free. The plug isn’t just for punishment. You’ll see. You may even collapse to your knees and thank me just as M did when you’ve experienced it.”

“I find that hard to believe. I can’t see any time in my future accepting this.”

“I suggest you try. Self torture is just as damaging as true torture. The sooner you learn to accept it, the sooner you’ll learn to like the life. Why put yourself through hell just because you can’t stop resisting? A lifetime of hell or a lifetime of pleasure, both exactly the same lives except for your attitude. It’s the only choice you have left now.”

I reread that passage a dozen times. My shoulders sagged and I nodded.

“I’ll try, sir.”

“Good to see you’re getting used to using sir more freely. As a reward, I’ve just received a text. Your slave is fine, physically at least. At the news you yourself have become permanently enslaved she is however distraught. I am a merciful Master, blank. I will allow you to speak to her one last time to reassure her that you’re alive and well, just trapped in a situation you have no hope in hell of getting out of. That will be tomorrow. I warn you now though, anything you say passes through a server here and I have final veto. What she sees may not be exactly what you write so think hard about the words you use. No indication of your location is permitted.”

“Oh god. Thank you, sir. Thank you.” I started sobbing and I’m not ashamed to admit it.

“Blank. Go to your cage and get your head down. It’ll take about twenty minutes to get Alpha prepared and another half an hour for the suit to cure. If you wish to witness his plug being inserted, M will fetch you in one hour. His cleaning cycle will begin in the morning at the same time as yours. His will be just as painful as yours was.”

“Thank you, sir. What exactly was that anyway?”

“The cleaning cycle? Your first one had a lot to shift, blank. Hair, finger and toenails, all those germs. You are after all unable to cut those things now, you’re in a sealed environment. It’s one of the necessities for life in the suit. Don’t worry, the concentrated one’s only needed once.”

I got up and went back to the cage, climbed in and collapsed onto the pillow.