2017-11-16 - spike - The New Shop 41

Author: spike
Title: The New Shop 41
Date: 16 November 2017

Chapter 41
The sofa and chairs had been moved to one side this time and we all sat in a wide semicircle before the large screen in the rec room.

Q appeared again, behind him four and ten. To say he looked pleased was an understatement. He positively beamed.

“That… was the most exciting sport I’ve ever witnessed. Congratulations!”

I wagged. I looked around. Everyone capable was wagging too.

“Now for the results. As it proved more engaging than first anticipated, we even compiled some statistics and assigned points based on those stats. As well as first, second and third place in the race itself, I’m pleased to announce more prizes to hand out and not just to the racers but to the hunters too.”

My tail shot up.

“Yes, Tyson. You both performed admirably and you deserve a reward for that. Now…

In third place. Phantom.
Second place. Storm.
First place. Drum roll please… Bandit. Congratulations number thirteen.

I looked across at the other dogs. One was looking down, his tail between his legs. I looked closer. It was Storm. Losing a chance for a name must be hard on him.

“Sorry, Storm. I realise you three thought you were the first across, but Bandit crossed thirty minutes before your epic chase to the finish line. Now… Sleazy. Stand.”

Sleazy stood, his tail static. He looked around.

“You surprised me. Immensely. I considered you to be the scum of the earth but your supreme sacrifice yesterday… You knew first and second place would mean an automatic release from the suit and yet ten feet from the finish, you froze, turned and bolted back onto the field to take down Tyson before he could freeze Max. Do you wish for release from the dog anymore?”

Sleazy shook his head. Then nodded… Then shook his head again.

“A little undecided but you like it?”

He nodded, his tail was wagging.

“Well, you’ll have to be given a temporary release. From this day forward, as a reward, you understand, you will be granted time out of the suit to exercise, to socialise. Medical problems may accumulate if kept in that position for too long so we’ll get you out and allow you to resume your status as a biped for one week, full free access to all facilities, no duties. I’ve never seen such a noble act. Also, as it was so noble, the name Sleazy is no longer appropriate. I rename you Duke. From now on, every Sunday just as with Slasher, out of the suit. I also elevate you to the status of alpha dog along with Tyson and Slasher. We will have more races and when we do, you will join the hunters.”

His tail shot up and then wagged even faster.

“We’ve had a panel judge the performance of each of you in the race as a whole and in individual acts. We’ve also got our video editors compiling a series based on this. I believe you may want to put these episodes up in your club, Butch. I think one episode a week. They will be a compilation of the highlights of each day of the competition with the first episode detailing each of the participants. Their statistics, their training along with a few technical aspects such as the features of the suits, their direction senses from the plug, you get the idea. Five episodes in all. Naturally, none of the footage will include their identities.”

Oh god, I’ve got to see what they come up with. I want to see what Slasher got up to.

“Now for the statistics. First, the hunters. We’ll deal with the racers another time. We’ve created a points based system.

For each successful take-down. Ten points.
For the best chase resulting in a take-down each day. Five points.
For the most cunning hiding place. Five points.

Slasher. Six take-downs, three of which were the best chases as judged by our panel. Total score. Seventy-five points.

Tyson. Seven take-downs. One best chase. That leaves you neck and neck…

The most cunning hiding place award goes to…”

The screen changed, a picture in picture to Q’s right. It was the lake. My nose and goggles the only things visible among the reeds as the dogs walked past and froze.

“Congratulations Tyson. You win best hunter in this competition. As a reward, you may select one of the dogs. He will join your hunt as an alpha dog. He’ll also remain with you and Slasher. I think I can guess which you’ll choose. I’ll also grant you one boon.”

I nodded. I padded over, reading their tags until I got to Bandit. I rose into a beg and placed my paws on his shoulders.

“I thought so. It was a foregone conclusion. It would’ve been the same result if Slasher had won, too. More statistics will be forthcoming. You’ve all done a wonderful job and deserve a reward. Two days free access to every participant, this does not stack with the first, second or third place prizes however. There is one final… forfeit… Rascal. Stand.”

Rascal looked around uncertainly. He stood.

“I did say final place would remain a dog for one month. All slaves apart from you and the hunters will be joining me soon. You will be permitted out to take your two days full access and to recover from your ordeal before we put you back in. You will then only be allowed out as Slasher is, every Sunday. You’ll remain a dog at all other times for the full period of that sentence.”

His tail wagged.

“If you like it so much I may consider allowing you to become another semi-permanent dog when you do finally get here. Being there does mean one thing though… As you’re there for at least another month and more slaves will be joining you soon, there may well be another race you can take part in.”

He jumped, span around on the spot, his tail going into overdrive. Mine did too.

“Now I think it’s time to get Butch out of his suit. He has a lot of stretching to do in order to be ready for work but we have one final task for you Butch.”

I glanced across, his head was cocked.

“We have a little problem… A policeman known to M’s been poking around. We’re going to offer him the chance to experience the suit but we want to assure him it’s safe, that he will be released. You‘ll be the one we use to demonstrate the removal of a temporary suit but we want you in a dog before then. We’ll get you out, get you back on two feet, allow you to get some exercise and stuff you back in. It’s now midday, you should be well on the way to recovery by two and he’s due to arrive at four. Then, once you’ve been released. Bondage chair. Tattoo. You’ll be provided with your new address and keys then.”

This time Butch’s tail shot up. I think he must’ve forgotten that detail. He started to wag furiously.

“Sarge, tell Joel to close the shop. It’s time to get Max, Tyson, Bandit, Fry and Butch back on their feet and you’ll need him until a few more are active. Q out.”
* * * * *
More manhandling and stretching in the dungeon. I knew what to expect this time but it was still painful. Not as bad as the first time though. The moment I was back on my feet I started to help M get back onto his. He unclenched a few times before he managed to talk.

“Oh god! You went through this last time?”

“It’s OK. Back to normal within a day. So. How did you like being Max?”

“You were right. I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun out there. God, when you started chasing me on the way to that line I thought I was a goner.”

“You would’ve been. I thought Sleazy crossed the line and then ran back on until Q said that.”

“I’ll tell you this… He’s gained my respect.”

“Oh well… Let’s get these spreaders on and you straightened out. Warning… This hurts.”

I did it as slowly as possible. It might make the pain last longer but from experience I knew it wouldn’t be as severe. Finally, he was stretched out tight. I started working on his legs, massaging, kneading. Ten minutes later, I started on his arms and lowered him.

“OW! Fucking hell!”

“I know, right? Don’t worry. Back on your feet in no time now.”

“I’ll have a word with Q. I think we need to get Duke out of his in the same way we put it in. Asleep. Probably a good idea to give him a full dose of muscle relaxant too, he’s been in there so long.”
* * * * *
Once everyone was out and on their feet an extra long clean and flushing cycle was in order. It hadn’t even occurred to me we’d not had a flush in nearly a week. One of the benefits of that aspect of personal hygiene combined with our food, I suppose. Not needing a shit for a long time afterwards but god, I could feel the difference when it was over.

I felt as light as a feather so it must’ve been getting to the point my ass would start to complain soon.

A good, long workout and we stood on the sidelines out of sight of our guest as Joel and the sarge invited Police Constable Perkins into the back of the store. Both our ears were turned on and we could hear everything.

“God. Is that… It can’t be the same one can it?”

“No, but the one you saw was only released today.”

“But it was over a week!”

“We’re well aware of that, sir. Now. Things are a lot more complicated than you think. I wasn’t entirely honest with you on your first visit but before you react too strongly… Yes… I do have a connection to the old shop in London. I’ve never been outside New York state, that much was true.”

“What… connection then?”

“Well, for one… There’s this.”

“But that… That… What does it mean property?”

“You’re in deep… I’m sorry, when you said our men, in what respect our? Military?”

“Police.”

“You a Lieutenant?”

“Sergeant.”

“Then as I was saying. You’re in deep sergeant. The fetish community is one of extremes. We’re at the most extreme end, sir. Property means just that. I’m a slave. He’s a slave. The man you saw in the park in that suit is a slave. Indeed, the two dogs. Also slaves.”

“Now wait a”

“Before you say anything, what is illegal about it?”

“But you’ve been forced int”

“No. Fetish community remember. Some of us enjoy the control others have over us to such an extent we willingly give ourselves to another. Whether that’s a man or a woman, fetish slavery does exist and that suit is a part of it. If it’s willingly taken, what’s illegal?”

“But”

“Look. I gave myself to Master Q years ago. He takes care of all my needs. I’ve not needed money since 2017. I see it in the store of course but it’s worthless to me. He feeds me, houses me, even provides me with a car and entertainment. What more does a man need to survive and this place is bondage heaven to me.”

“But what about Mansfield?”

“Ah. Well for that, I’d like to make you an offer. One I hope you’ll accept. My master’s idea and trust me on this, he never breaks a promise.”

“What kind of promise.”

“How would you like to see just how… as he put it, deep the rabbit hole goes. He called it the Matrix option. He’s offering you the red pill.”

“What do you mean?”

“The reason this dog’s here is because it’s time for his release. Not just from the dog either. From the suit underneath. They come in two variants, sergeant. He’s in a temporary one within that dog. One that will be removed to prove it can be. He’s offering you a chance to experience the life before you make any more unwarranted judgements.”

“One of those? Like the one in central park?”

“Yes, one of those and trust me on this, it’s something I’ve wanted to take on personally for a long time. Soon, next month, I will. And I’m going to remain in that thing for one year. My choice.”

“What happens then?”

“I won’t lie to you. Certain parts of your… indoctrination will be quite uncomfortable, certain additions that need to be made to make living in one of those suits possible for longer than a day or two. Two days, three tops and there’ll be no discomfort and you can experience the life. Master Q also invites you to his place. Speak to those slaves. All of them if you like. Learn what it is that’s so appealing about this life. I’m hoping when you’re done and released you’ll see us as more than just perverts. Maybe even as friends and not something to be followed up any further. We don’t like the authorities getting too interested in us for obvious reasons.”

“Can I see one?”

“Of course. This is the temporary suit we have on hand just for you in fact.”

“I… I’ve never felt any… Good god, it’s…”

“Tempted?”

“And I’d wear this? For how long?”

“I’m not entirely sure. It might be a couple of weeks. Might be a month but not much longer than that. Before you ask, “how do you keep clean”, look at the head and feet. Daily washes via hoses connected there. Before you ask what about hair. That’s one of the more… uncomfortable parts of the process. Hair remover but it only lasts a while and once it’s gone the material against your skin feels even better.”

“I’m not sure I can spare the time! I was lucky to convince my DCI this was worth even two weeks.”

“Vacation time?”

“Really?”

“Trust me on this. It’s an experience like no other and I guarantee… You will be released at the end of it. This is a good will gesture by my Master. He likes having policemen on his side once in a while. Makes a pleasant alternative to the other type.”

He chuckled. “Oh, trust me, I know the other type. One of that other type’s what got me here in the first place. It was one of them who vanished and reappeared in one of those suits. Must’ve been one of the permanent ones you mentioned ‘cos we certainly couldn’t even scratch it and by god we tried.”

“If he was so bad why bother?”

“To tell you the truth… I just saw the things they’d done to him as very disturbing and the final threat on that note… Left me with the shivers.”

“Threat?”

“Root them out. Sack them or we will do to them what we did to this one.” I think it said.

Joel laughed. “God. I like that. I really like it. Seems to be something those cunts all deserve, but then… Not that much because once they adjusted, even if it took years they’d see the suit as something good.”

“Really?”

“You’ve felt it. Trust me, there’s more to it than that too.”

He took a deep breath. “I need to make a phone call.”

“Be my guest.”

“Put me through to DCI Waterson please. It’s Perkins.”

“Yes.” “Yes. Just put me through, you know how expensive international calls are.” “Thank you.” “Hello, sir?” “Yes, the flight’s booked for Monday but I’m getting close to something, sir, I’m sure of it.” He sighed. “I know sir. I know you only gave me two weeks. I’d like to book leave. All of it for this year.” “Oh think of it as a busman’s holiday, if you like. I’m” “I know, sir. No backup. No contacts I can use with the local authorities when I’m” “I will sir. Nothing we’ve witnessed has involved much in the way of violence, sir.” “Well, that was Mansfield at his worst, he attacked them not the other way around, sir. Maybe that’s why they did what they did to him.” “Thank you, sir. I’ll see you in five weeks.”

“Five? Good, give us more time just in case there’re delays.”

“And I get to see a little of New York if I do get back in time, I suppose. OK, I accept your offer. I’ve never heard of anything so weird to tell you the truth but I know what you lot get up to. I’ve seen that other shop after all.”

“Any kinks of your own?”

“Not that I know of, but that suit might become one.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll find out what the others are. You’re going to love it trust me. Now strip. Naked. Let’s get this thing on you. Then we’ll put everything in that needs to be too.”

“What about him?”

“Oh, sorry. I was getting a little ahead of myself wasn’t I? Time to get you out, Butch.”

“That’s… it’s not really his name is it?”

“Dogs have dog names. Slaves sometimes have names too. The man in the park for example… Master Q gave him the name M. Anything in his past life before the suit, irrelevant. He is M now.”

“I… see? And my name?”

“We want you to experience the life. Blank is the name all slaves Master Q takes on are given until they earn another. You’ll be a blank too. If your suit has a marking on the back of the head, that’s your name.”

There was the sound of a zip.

“You may want to help me with this, it can take a bit of manipulation to get in and out of the dog.”

“That tail…”

“Oh that’s nothing. You’ll see.”

“God, he was actually breathing through the dog’s nose?”

“Of course. Also an addition there.” there was a snap.

“What’s this?”

“Mouth tube extension with added water filter. Also connects quite neatly to a special feeding station.”

“And those?”

“An addition to the nose tubes. Allows the dog to submerge his head, for drinking. Stops the water from entering his lungs.”

“Good god, you mean…”

“One of the additions, yes. Tubes. It’s a very quiet eerie place down in the cells. Slaves can’t vocalise in those suits. They can still talk though, you’ll learn how too.”

“This is getting very freaky right now, you realise that.”

“Oh, it’s worth it, believe me.”

There was the sound of a little grunting and struggle.

“That… it does look just like the suit Mansfield was trapped in!”

“I did say. Now, first on the agenda…”

“What are you doing?”

“Sealant holds everything together, including the additions I mentioned. This? A solvent. Watch.”

A couple of minutes later. “Well at least it’s fast acting.”

“For this bit, yes.”

“Oh god, what’s that in his mouth!?”

“Just a gag. Hardly something alien to a lot of us that. This one’s a little more extreme than most. Inflatable and what inflates it… more of the sealant. It’ll be out in no time.”

“I’m beginning to have second thoughts about this.”

“Please. I know you don’t know me so you have no reason to trust, but I am serious about this. I’m showing you the process you’ll go through in reverse. I said they weren’t capable of vocalisation, this is why.”

Quite a long wait followed.

“So, that…”

“The sealant’s been liquefied. I’m removing it from the gag and bulbs now. Yes. sarge, could you go to the kitchen, sir? Get a coffee, he’ll need it.”

“OK. On it.”

Another wait followed by the sound of coughing followed by a slurp and a gargle.

“Oh god, that was intense! Oh god, that was the most fun I’ve had in my LIFE! I nearly got away from him twice too. I pulled his tail, must’ve hurt like hell. Ran for miles with him after mine. Really thought I had at one point but then another one jumped out at me from the front!”

I twiddled to M. “God. I thought that was Dash. He outran me! When he realised I was no longer in range he slowed and I circled to be in front just as Slasher attacked from behind.”

“I wonder if that was the chase/takedown you won. You might both’ve won that one.”

“It was certainly dramatic but I think the lake’s the one I won.”

Meanwhile, the conversation had continued and we’d still been listening.

“What do you mean? Got away?”

“We had a race, sir. Took almost a week from start to finish and we had two dogs after us as hunters.”

“When you say dogs…”

Joel chuckled. “I’ll introduce you to Slasher and Tyson later. You already met Tyson, you threw a ball for him.”

“A week? Where?”

“Don’t know. Don’t care. It was awesome! I want to do that again. I’m his. Master Q’s slave for life after that experience. Mark me up!”

“The tattooist’s on standby. I don’t actually think I got your name. I just scanned and sent your details. We’ve just been calling you the bar tender for the past few weeks.”

“It’s Luke, sir.”

Joel laughed. “Welcome to the club, Luke. Trust me. Being owned, nothing like it. Master Q’s amazing.”

“I know, sir. I… Oh god I can’t wait to see that series.”

“We’re all looking forward to that. I bet all the dogs are. Now let’s get you out of that suit. Tempted yet?”

“By the permanent one? Oh god yes but I’ve got too much to live for to give it all up right now. Who knows, a few years, maybe I will.”

Perkins piped up then. “And you… how… It looked fucking uncomfortable! Everything about it.”

“The tubes? I got used to them after a couple of days. Didn’t even feel them after that. The dog? Fuck me it’s well designed. Took a while to learn to walk but I was running in it after two days. Just as well with them two after me. That dog suit’s fucking amazing. You won’t believe what it’s capable of.”

“What is it capable of?”

“Well he said you threw the ball to Tyson. The jaw’s not controlled by a switch, neither’s the tail! Brainwaves, according to M. Fucking genius, that’s what it is.”

“Right, now all that’s off… You know where to go.”

“Yes, sir! Thank you, sir.”

Luke arrived at the elevator a minute later grinning from ear to ear.

“So, you’re the one! You’re right, it did hurt like hell. But I was also the one who jumped you from the front while Slasher leapt out at you from the rear.”

“How did you get around me?”

“Simple, I knew how our senses worked. One hundred feet for you is when you sense us. A hundred for us is when we stop sensing you. I moved out of your range and into mine. When you stopped sensing me you thought you’d lost me, I was tracking, moving ahead. Slasher surprised me just as much as you.”

He collapsed into laughter.

“Going down?”

“Yes, sir.”

“No. If anything once that mark goes on your chest, we’ll be calling you sir. You’re a human slave, not a subhuman object like us.”

I pressed the panel and B3 and both of us stepped out allowing Luke to go down to the dungeon to the bondage chair for his mark of ownership. The bondage chair up here had another use. We’d missed a little of the conversation talking to Luke.

“Is this really necessary?”

“Yes. Ensures the tubes go in correctly. Trust me again, please. You will find it an experience like no other, not even able to groan but as I said, we have other means of communication.”

“OK then. I’m putting a lot of faith in you but my god this suit.”

The sound of a few straps. Then “Oh my god, oh… fuck… fuuuuck… Oh god.”

“Feels good doesn’t it? Long term remember, you’ve got to be able to piss.”

“That’s true. I never knew shoving anything up there could feel so good.”

“Stands to reason, that’s where the nerve cluster that gives you that orgasm feeling is. It just got a little stimulation, that’s all. Now open wide.”

And a couple of minutes later again…

“Now, have a look at yourself. That suit’s not coming off for at least two weeks.”

“You like it don’t you?”

“Good, I’ll be back in a while, just enjoy for now. Move around, pose, feel it.”