2018-11-09 - spike - The New Shop 85

Author: spike
Title: The New Shop 85
Date: 09 November 2018

Chapter 85
The doctor gave instructions to a blank the next morning. One day I wouldn’t be spending time in the scanner because he began by being strapped back to the fuck bench as soon as he’d eaten. The blank ran off the moment it’d helped me out of the pool to have some fun of its own.

I had to wheel myself around. Not one of the blanks was available, even the statues were gone from the throne room.

What was in the throne room though, was a lot of food. Sandwiches, the turkey left over from the previous day, cheese and pickle on cocktail sticks, cheese and pineapple and sausage and pickle too… Then I spotted the pile of long pastry things…

Could these be those fabled sausage rolls? I picked one up, sniffed it and took a bite. It was still warm from the oven and good god it was good. The pastry melted in the mouth. Flaky pastry, not the dough based bready stuff they used in America.

I smiled. “He’th right. Thethe are betther.” My smile lessened as I looked down at my mouth with annoyance. The sooner that was out of action again, the better.

I picked up a paper plate from the end and loaded up. Other sandwiches, quiche, pork pies? That looked interesting, there was an egg in the middle of it too. A couple of mince pies made their way onto it, some chips from a bowl and a slice of chocolate cake. On the end, a tin full of chocolates. I grabbed a handful of them too… What the hell was a Quality Street? I shrugged, put the plate on my lap and wheeled over to get a glass of wine, snacking as I continued to explore.

What blanks I did see were in pairs or threes doing what I don’t think anyone could resist doing after being locked in chastity for so long.

I chuckled when I got outside. A group of five performed what I could only describe as a circle jerk on one of the lawns.

A little further and a slave suspended with another standing before it. I saw a golden number five on the back of one of their heads and… was it a blank? I got closer and saw a mark of ownership, so no. The scene was reminiscent of the painting I’d seen. Q’s painting. Spreadeagle, chained between two poles with five manipulating him and God it looked like he had a delicate touch. He played, he fondled, he toyed and the slave he was doing it to wriggled, squirmed in its restraints, then stiffened. Five immediately withdrew his hand.

I watched with interest for a while. Fuck me he was good at it. For half an hour he almost brought it? Him? didn’t know, to orgasm, then pulled back until his victim had calmed down. Then I noticed something else. Fist mitts, so it/he couldn’t even beg for release.

This time, I decided to avoid the dungeon. I’d seen enough of that the previous day and I imagined the blanks would be queuing around the block to get their use of the slaves. Not worth the trouble. If I had been gay it probably would’ve been the first place I’d’ve gone.

I found a good vantage point and sat, staring out to sea. God it was beautiful.
* * *
“How are you doing, sir?”

I looked over my shoulder. One of the golds, obviously. Mark of ownership and armband. The voice sounded… It was Ten, the one who translated during the audiences.

I smiled. “Fine. And no sir, I’m gold. I know Q gave me master status while I was out of the suit but we’re equals.”

He nodded. “Why aren’t you in there enjoying the fun?”

I collapsed into laughter. “I saw enough last night, so, I’m enjoying the view instead.”

“Still a lot more fun to come. It’s nearly noon. The humans get to fuck each other next.”

I shrugged. “Still saw enough of it last night. Not my thing.”

“Ah. So you’re straight too. I get it. Ten, by the way.”

“I recognised the voice. So, we meet at last. Almost brothers, me being Eleven.”

“Very close to the same suiting date too. Maybe… Well… A month between us, I think.”

“A month? Is that all? But M spent at least a month in that pod.”

“Spent a couple of weeks in the hospital with that lot trying everything to get him out of the suit too. I had a lot of clearing up to do around the time we dropped M off on that London street. I didn’t take the suit immediately. First the shop needed to be wiped clean, then a few other things too. It’d been my home for years that place.”

“Bit of a wrench, moving out?”

“Just a bit, god I’m glad he finally summoned me though. He knew eventually the authorities would catch up with me. I spent three weeks doing final admin, crashing at one of Q’s slave homes before finally getting into this and then into a pod.” He chuckled. “They missed me by one day.”

“Oh fuck. So if you’d been… What? Multiple counts of kidnapping?”

“At least, yeah. Not to mention abduction of a police officer. Couldn’t believe it when Perkins arrived here. He was Five’s partner while Mary was suspended. God that was a shocker, I can tell you.”

“It’s OK. He’s one of us now. Field agent. Even accepted the tattoo and home provided by Q.”

“I know. He’ll need to be careful. I warned Q, so he should keep his old place going, just for appearances sake. And he was Dixon?”

“Dixon the dog. Didn’t do too well in the races. No prizes for him but he didn’t come last and what’s more, he loved it. Bet he’ll be spending a lot of time in that suit.”

“We’ve been watching him. He is loving it, a whole new lease on life. He knows Q can see him everywhere in his new home. No privacy for a slave.”

I nodded. “Quite right too. Has he found any preferences?”

“A love of leather, looks almost as good in it as Five did before the suit. Leather god. Bet he’s popular on the fetish scene.”

“Has he found any? Straight clubs in London?”

Ten nodded. “He asks permission and Q does grant him license to take women home to wine and dine them. Obviously little more, locked in that thing, though.”

I chuckled. “So, submissive to them, too?”

“Of course. Also ordered to tell them he already has an owner, but as that owner is in a different country, he’s permitted a little play. Most of them seem happy with that after seeing him in the finest fetish gear it’s possible to get. Even the chastity excites a few of ‘em.”

“Bet it does. Utterly impregnable too. Bet they’re amazed by that.”

“Look, Eleven… How are you? Really?”

“What do you”

“I’ve seen people tortured. Properly tortured. Not some play thing. I’ve seen the results of it and it’s not pretty.”

“Four again?”

“You must’ve suffered a hell of a lot more than he did! You had to.”

“I don’t know how much he suffered. I have experienced escape protocol full on and I’ve also experienced the fob, the two sensations are different. I’m not sure if it’s possible to put myself in Four’s shoes and experience what he did. My pain helped me focus a couple of times. Might’ve even died without it to keep me awake. Added to that, I wasn’t entirely helpless. Even after being hit by that truck I still had the presence of mind to play dead when one of them slit my throat. He was helpless. Utterly helpless. Frozen, no voice, not a scream, no way to seek help, hide or run away. I do know what that feels like but not with the sustained punishment he suffered.”

“Not even a nightmare?”

I shrugged. “Nothing I’ve noticed yet. I think I’m fine. Well, frustrated obviously. I’m getting impatient. I want into a suit again. I want out of this chair but I know I’ve still got to put up with it for another couple of weeks. The doc asked if I was getting a bit stir crazy when I requested a temp suit so I could explore more, but… I suppose a better expression would be chair crazy.”

He sat beside me. “You did pick a good spot.”

“So how did you meet him?”

“Q? Online fetish dating site at the start. He was looking for a houseboy, I was looking for a master. At first, just the odd evening. Then, he claimed every weekend. Then every holiday. My time with him grew from there. Before I knew it, I was there every evening, every non-working moment was his. A few years later, he asked me to move in. Become his property permanently. That’s when I quit my job and got the tattoo. He had a few more, I knew that.”

“When was all that?”

“Around about… twenty ten for the start.”

“And now, it’s very nearly twenty twenty-two.”

His shoulders shook with laughter.

“What?”

“I was still free enough to have seen that film back when it was released.”

“What film?”

“Twelve years a slave.”

We chatted for a while longer, this and that but I could see Ten becoming a little twitchy. In the end, he couldn’t wait any longer and with a goodbye and a wave, ran back to the orgy again. This time the humans. Whether they’d put the blanks back into their chastity or let them remain free until sunset, I didn’t know. Didn’t care either.
* * *
I jerked awake. I’ve got no idea how long I’d been sitting there but a quick look around told me it’d been a while. The sun was almost touching the horizon and god, if the scene had been beautiful before… The few clouds in the distance helped, reflecting the purples, pinks and oranges of the sunset.

I turned my chair and headed back to the compound. I wanted to see them released. To see Q regain his status as master and more… To see if he could still walk unaided.

I got down there to find a few men I’d not seen before still having their fun. I didn’t know how long it took for the sun to set here but I nudged master N anyway.

“I… think it’s time. I’ve just come from up top and the sun’s nearly down.”

“Oh! Oh god!” He chuckled. “Thanks for the warning. I’d…” He tapped something on his armband and spoke. “All blanks, return to your wet rooms, wash and flush for everyone. You’ve all been getting far more exercise than normal. All human animals, withdraw and stand to attention!”

I glanced across at them. Ten in all. All looked pretty much identical to his normal slaves. The only differences were the shorter name on the tattoo and the fact each was shaved, fully. Their names. Snowy, Ginger, Spot, Flash and Boomer. Well they were the ones who immediately sprang to attention… The others were strapped to the fuck benches beside their master.

He rushed over to his master and unhooked the gag and unstrapped his arms and legs.

He knelt before him, looked him in the eye. “I…” he gulped. “I hope I didn’t overstep my bounds, sir?”

Q croaked. He pointed at his throat and signed. “Coffee. Get me a coffee.”

“Of course, sir!” he pointed at Boomer. “You, coffee for your master. Now.”

Boomer nodded and ran off.

It was a struggle getting Q back on his feet. His knees buckled out from under him so Nicholas sat him on the bench. He yelped and shifted so his thighs rather than his ass were under pressure.

He looked at Nicholas with a grin. A little pain true, but still a grin. “I gave you status of master. The only orders I gave you… Have you broken them?”

“Sir? Oh, suits out of bounds? IT and R&D? No bondage or fetish for Adam, sir? No, sir. And I’ve not destroyed the place either, sir.”

“Then it wasn’t possible for you to overstep your bounds. You used your power admirably.” Q collapsed into laughter and then yelped again. “Oh god though. I’ve never been fucked so much in my life! From either end!”

I wheeled over to him. “Do you want to use my armband until the coffee arrives, sir?”

He twiddled back at me. “Thank you. Yes, I think I will.”

I unhooked it and handed it over. He immediately logged out and logged in under his own profile. He typed and the voice I’d programmed sprang forth. His voice.

“That’s better. All golds, assess the status of levels one to three. Note any instances of untidiness or… well… splashes or splatters. I imagine some places might be swimming in cum. Once the blanks have been washed and put back into their chastity, ensure two units are put on clean up. All silvers, the same but all other levels. The grounds can be examined tomorrow. There won’t be as much of an impact out there. All human slaves, search the grounds now to ensure no blanks have been left tied up or buried out there.”

I twiddled at him. “How are you, sir? God, it must’ve been rough.”

Again, a collapse into laughter. “Oh… my god, that was… certainly more interesting than I was expecting, I’ll tell you that.” he fiddled with the band again. “Doctor. If you could…”

I looked around and chuckled. There he was. He walked from the other end of the dungeon with the widest grin. “Oh god that was good, sir. I anticipated your need, I needed some myself, sir.”

“I thought you might.”

The doctor took a bottle from his pocket with an aerosol head, crouched and sprayed it up Q’s ass.

I glanced at it. “What was that?”

“Same drug used on you when Alpha inserted your plug. Arse nummer. Also doubles for the throat when inserting the tubing. Works wonders.” Q sighed with relief. “See? Already, I feel like I’ll be able to sit down again.” He looked at me. “I didn’t see you much today?”

“I found a good spot, sir. Sat there admiring the scenery, spoke to Ten for a few minutes and must’ve fallen asleep, sir. Woke up at close to sunset, sir.”

He nodded. “I know. I warn you now, if you ever are ordered to fuck anything or anyone once back in the suit, you will.”

“I know, sir. And I’d do it willingly, sir, assuming I could get it… well… up, sir.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that. If you couldn’t, the doctor would.”

“Viagra, sir?”

The doc cackled. “Oh god, my concoction makes Viagra look like a placebo. You wouldn’t just be up, you’d experience the most am”

Q held his hand up and the doctor stopped and nodded with a wink.

I grinned. I wondered what he had up his sleeve. Possibly this gift he had to surprise me when back in the suit?

“I suppose you’ll be wanting out of that, too, sir. Over a day locked away.”

Q looked down at himself. At his chastity. “I’d forgotten I was in it. Nicholas.”

“Yes, sir! I was just about to”

“Strip. And hand me the key.”

“Sorry, sir. Of course, sir.” He handed over the key immediately and stripped naked.

“Now go and get a new cage, boy.” Q handed me the key. “You, hold that and don’t allow me access for… Hmmm… Until it’s time for the dog training.”

“Really, sir?”

“Of course.”

“There is one instance where you’ll need to be out, sir.”

“There is?”

“Didn’t one of the crackers mean..?”

“Oh? Oh no. None of the crackers allowed me to use my cock. I remain in this until you’re well enough to walk, to train me as a dog and as Nicholas has also volunteered, it looks like I’ll have a playmate this time. That may actually make it more enjoyable.”