2017-10-15 - spike - The New Shop 28

Author: spike
Title: The New Shop 28
Date: 15 October 2017

Chapter 28
“Please, sit.”

The bar tender smiled and sat before the laptop. “And you’re offering me… What exactly?”

“M has been my property for over five years now. The slaves in the dog suits are also permanent. I’m offering you the same. Give yourself to me and you’ll have a life slaves the world over would envy you for.”

“I enjoyed myself in the dog, sir but life? I’m not sure if I could commit to that. I’ve already got a life. One I enjoy.”

“Well, as I said, the offer doesn’t have a time limit. Do you have vacation time accrued? Or is your job one where the only leave you’re allowed is unpaid?”

“I do have some, sir. So you say I could take on one of these temporary suits? For how long?”

“As long as you wish. Joel for example has the same offer once his tenure as shopkeeper has ended. He replaced Alpha who’s currently enjoying two months in a similar suit. Once he’s released and ready to take his position as the permanent shopkeeper there, Joel can decide exactly how long he wishes to remain in a suit. Have you considered that duration yet Joel?”

“Yes, sir. I’m seriously considering a year, sir. I’ve still got six weeks to decide though, sir.”

“And you understand that year is irrevocable once taken? No amount of persuasion or pleading will reduce it?”

“Yes, sir.”

The bar tender stared at Joel.

“I’ll need a few days to prepare, sir, but I accept your offer. Two weeks. That’s the most I can take at one time without losing my job, sir.”

“And if you find you love it?”

“I… Could I take all my vacations as a temporary slave in that case, sir? I do enjoy the life I’ve got, but the idea…”

“We’ll talk about that after you’ve completed your two weeks, I think. By that point you may even be willing to take the suit permanently. Yes, you do lose everything in your old life. You’ll never see it again but trust me on this… The life I offer is very good and the place you’ll find yourself upon completing training…”

“Place, sir? So it wouldn’t be the rest of my life here?”

“Oh good lord, no. You’d be joining me. The store there is just for recruitment and training. Well, those and the selling of fetish gear of course, but the store itself is mainly there as a front for the recruitment of more slaves.”

“All this? Just for slave recruitment? How many”

“You’re not the first to ask that believe me. Let’s just say a lot and more are always welcome. I do have a lot of work that needs to be done after all and what better way? Yes, a slave as property earns no money. In fact, apart from slaves like Joel who live and interact with the outside world, there’s no need for a slave to even see money again. All their needs are catered for. There’ll never be a need to find new employment or a new place to live. Never a need to make any decisions again in fact.”

I could tell there was a battle forming. He was tempted.

“Before the offer of a permanent position is made concrete though, there’s one thing I insist on for all potential slaves. A full background check. In the early days, some were proven unsuitable after being taken for a variety of reasons. Let’s just say we learned from our mistakes. Those reasons can be picked up quite easily with enough information. People who spent time in prison for example, even if they find the idea appealing and volunteer, sometimes don’t take to it. It reminds them too much of prison, their lives controlled far beyond what their prison experience could prepare them for.”

He nodded. “I’ll book my two weeks the moment I get home, sir. I should be available pretty soon after. I’ll return and let them know when, sir.”

“Very good. I think a little tour might be in order, M. Show him around. He might even change his mind and offer himself up for permanence once he’s seen the place more fully.”

The bar tender laughed. “God, what have you got here?”

“A lot, trust me, you’ll love it. Q Out.”

And so another tour commenced. This time I got to see his reactions rather than just guess at them. He wasn’t in a suit after all.

The rec room, he nodded.

The gym, his eyes almost popped out on stalks and when we got to the dungeon…

“Oh god, I’m gonna love it. Still not quite ready to commit to life, but… I might even be prepared to do that now after seeing this. Two weeks for a start though.”

Joel nodded and we returned to the surface, the bar tender left with a very yearnful look in his eyes.

“I think we got him, sir.”

“You know, M… I think you could be right. Let’s get ready. Opening time in twenty minutes. Same as yesterday, unless you have any suggestions.”

“Just one, sir. We do have three cases with more that can be placed. Seems a shame to waste them. I’ve just called three blanks up. I’ll provide them with mesh suits and they can take their places dressed in anything they wish for today.”
* * * * *
The day went much the same as the last, us playing, frolicking, play fighting.

We were in the back of the racks when I heard her.

“Hello M. I’ve come for that offer. To try a suit.”

I bolted to the front of the store and skidded to a halt at her feet.

She looked different. She wore one of her leather skirts, a basque and a very stern expression.

Then I noticed the leash she was holding. Connected to the other end was a collar and in that collar was a man dressed in rubber shorts and tanktop. So she had decided to try the Domme role!

She looked down at me and smiled. “Hello, Tyson.”

My tail of course turned into a fan at the sight of her. She tickled me under the chin.

“Do you wish… I thought you were a slave, madam.”

“Well, he left me everything and I had topped him a few times and enjoyed it, so… I decided as I had all the equipment anyway I might as well try my hand at dominating another man on a more permanent basis.”

“If you like, you could order him into one of the suits too.”

“I could? Oh that would be wonderful. Thank you.”

“If you’d care to follow me.”

The slave stared at me, then at Slasher as he appeared and sat beside me as they were both taken to the back room.

Slasher looked at me. I just nodded hoping the message might get across.

When she emerged, oh fuck she looked good in it. The graphene being in its perfectly elastic pre-cured state took her form to perfection. Her breasts gripped in its tight embrace, her hips, her butt. She’d even been clever and turned the cock sheath inside out and tucked it into the suit so it didn’t show. Her slave looked good in it too. She’d certainly picked a good one.

I began to envy him but I forced that feeling down. She was happy. That’s all that mattered.

Both of them silenced by tubes, they just stared at each other in the mirror. She caressed herself of course, she posed, he stared at himself and her in amazement and they wandered round the store for two hours. I couldn’t resist taking heal at her side which resulted in a lot more stroking but finally, she pointed at the clock, Joel summoned M and they were taken back to have everything removed.

They were both dressed again in no time and standing by the counter.

“Oh my god, I had no idea it was so good! God I envy him now.”

“Yes, madam… That’s quite understandable.”

“I was beginning to pity him too. Not anymore. I couldn’t think of a better thing to get trapped in. If your Master ever manages it… To make a working female suit… Please. I beg you, give me a call!” She handed him a card.

“Don’t worry. I know how much it means to you. We will. I wouldn’t hold out much hope though. You’ve seen the suit now so you understand how it works down there.”

She nodded sadly. “Almost worth getting gender reassignment surgery just so it’s possible.”

“Really madam?”

“Well, I did say almost.” She laughed. “What did you think of it, boy?”

“Thank you, mistress! I never dreamed something like that could exist! Could I have one? Please? I’ll pay for it!”

M shook his head. “No, I’m sorry, slave. Those suits are not for sale. Such a thing would be highly irresponsible considering what they represent.”

“Fuck! It’s so fuckin’ hot though.”

“If you weren’t… Have you claimed him fully madam?”

“Oh no you don’t. You’re not having him.” she giggled. “Yes, he’s mine and no, I do not permit him to volunteer.”

“Totally understand, madam. We’d never take a slave owned by another. Not the done thing.”

“How long before the dog suits are available? I’ll get you one of those, boy. Would you like that?”

“One of those? I could be in one of those? Oh please mistress! Yes!”

“I think the current timetable is about two more weeks before we receive the first finalised shipment. We’ll be making final modifications to the design based on the feedback we get from Tyson here when he’s released tomorrow. He’s been in there now for ten days so he should have quite a few suggestions for improvements.”

She nodded. “I’ll just have another look around. I think I spotted something he might like.”

Dragging the slave behind her, she started browsing the racks, finally returning with a penis gag, a dildo and a rubber biker jacket.

She pulled off the label, handed it to Joel and tossed the jacket to her slave.

“Put that on, boy.”

“Yes, mistress. Thank you mistress.”

The slave put it on. It worked well with the shorts.

As I watched her depart I sighed and allowed myself a little daydream. God. What would’ve my life been like if I’d been her slave from the start?

I shook off the reverie. Yes, I still loved her but she was happy where she was and I was happy here. That slave’s life was nothing compared to this one, even if she was the centre of it.

Omega arrived and M took him to the back for a flush and had him dress in lycra cycling kit, then took him for his daily fuck machine session. When he returned to the floor, he helped as a gay couple tried on the dog suits and they stumbled after our ball for a couple of hours but they had to be removed before the store closed.

Back to the laptop and back to Master Q.

“Not that owning one’s something that interests me, I notice the appeal of a woman in the suit now. I had no idea it’d hug the figure so well.”

I nodded, my shoulders shaking with laughter.

“How do you feel, Tyson?”

My tail wagged.

“Oh well, I suppose that’s all we’ll get. I admit I am curious. Progress report, Joel.”

“A slight drop off from yesterday, sir. I imagine the biggest influx will be Friday and Saturday, sir. Most of the people who came yesterday were probably local.”

“Yes. Quite. It’s clear the campaign was a major success however and… Omega. Opinions?”

“On what, sir?”

“Everything that’s happened to you. My claiming, your first full day in chastity with plug, what’s been going on in your mind?”

“Oh, god,. I love it, sir. I think I’m even getting over the frustration. I’m just about learning to accept I’ll never handle it again. I know what they meant now. About submissives and chastity. About them wanting out once they came. I’m yours sir. I know you told me that but now… Utterly, forever, yours, sir.”

“M, has he been taught the slave poses yet?”

“Not yet, sir.”

“Teach them to him the moment this Skype session ends, before he goes home.”

“Yes, sir.”

“The man who removes your chastity will keep an eye on you Omega. You will only handle your cock to urinate. You will not attempt to, as you Americans are so keen on putting it, jerk off between release and reapplication. Understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

“And even if you are on one of your away games, you’ll resist the urge. If you fail, you will report it and you will of course be punished for that failure. If you fail to report it and the truth comes to light, you know what happens and remember, I have slaves all over the world, one may be keeping an eye on you no matter which city you visit.”

“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. Believe it or not, I think it’s even helping, sir.“

“Helping how?”

“I’ve never felt my mind so… So focussed, sir. I think it might even help with my studies.”

“Excellent. Well you know it’ll never be free again. Even when it’s physically free, it still belongs to me and you will not play with it or have anyone else play with it for you.”