2019-09-01 - spike - The New Shop 130

Author: spike
Title: The New Shop 130
Date: 01 September 2019

Chapter 130
Three and a half hours sleep wasn’t much, but it was enough to relieve most of my fatigue.

The moment the beep sounded and my cage clanged open I hopped out and headed for the shop floor. The previous night? We’d led blank to its cubicle in the wet room, frozen it and put it through its washing cycle and bowel clearing. That should be complete by now.

I’ll speak to it later, but right now… Four cops to prepare.

I selected Alpha when I was in the elevator.

“I put the newbie in the block three wetroom, Alpha. Where did you put the other newbies and the cop?”

There was a groan. “They’re all in block two, Arty. Cop’x in four. God, it was hell last night, wasn’t it? That time is it anyway?”

“Just about nine, I think. The cage just woke me. Heading up there to meet them now. Yeah, it was busy, certainly. Bet we’ll get a butt load of new entrants for the next race though. That was the point.”

“Suppose you’re right.”

“Did you speak to Q about the whole sir situation, yet?”

“He agreed. From now on when we’re outside, I defer to you. Are you… happy about that?”

“Alpha, the only thing I care about is him now. Following his orders. I’m not letting my ego grow just because I’ve been given authority over someone. I’m a slave. I shouldn’t even have an ego. Just do as I’m told. Trust me, I will never take on any of Eight’s attributes.”

Alpha chuckled.

“I’ll sign off now, the elevator’s arrived at the shop floor.”

“OK Arty, speak to you later.”

“Oh, one last thing… Any idea where the Zippo is?”

“I think he’s got it behind the counter, Arty. Why?”

“Just an idea. Arty, out.”

“Only Q’s allowed to say that.” Alpha chuckled.

“Sorry. Didn’t know he’d got the copyright on it.”

Eric was behind the counter when I arrived. I leant on it. “Nervous?”

“About the cops? Just hope they didn’t bring their guns.”

“I doubt they’d be that stupid. Leaving firearms in the hands of civilians. Bet there’s a buttload of regulations they’d be breaking if that happened.”

“And if it does?”

“Contact their captain. Have him send another officer down to collect their uniforms. They won’t be needing them again for at least a month.”

He chuckled. “Good one. Won’t Rob be taking this job again soon?”

“I’ll ask my master to keep him suited for another couple of days. We can use him as a demonstration model for removal of the suit. Something to reassure the cops.”

“I can text him your suggestion if you like.”

I gave him a thumbs up just as the doorbell buzzed.

Eric flipped the switch under the counter and four cops, two of them familiar, entered.

“I don’t know where the hell he is. He was told, zero nine hundred hours.”

“Your his partner!”

“I know, and I tried calling him but I got no answer!”

I beckoned them over. “If you’re referring to Kowalski, he won’t be joining you today.”

Two of them snapped to look at me. Staring. “What do you mean he’s not coming?”

“He’s already with us.”

“How? Did he come here early?”

“He’s not here. He’s at our training facility.”

“How the hell did he get there so quick?”

“Simple, officer. He came to the club last night. To see the full videos. I take it you’ve all seen the trailers now?”

All four nodded.

“Well, while we were in the club, we allowed the patrons to try it. To try being a dog. He was one of them and he agreed to return home with us. Now it’s your turn.”

Donnelly looked around as if trapped. “Can I talk to him?”

“I’m afraid not. No. Not until he’s completed processing. He’ll be free of it before you. He started it earlier.”

“What do you mean, processing?”

“The suit you’re going to wear. The additions, you know about. There’s a little more to it than that. Now, who first?”

One I’d never seen before stepped forward. He grinned. “I’ll do it.”

“Ah, you must be Lieutenant Yarrow?”

He nodded. “How did you guess?”

“Well, you did volunteer for this. No coercion in your case. You wanted it didn’t you?”

“I’ve always loved rubber. I’ve been following the races at that club for months! It looked awesome. I even enquired!”

The other three stared at him. “You, sir? You’re a”

“I’ve got a kink for leather and rubber. As you’re here you’ll probably gain an appreciation for it too. Yes, I am a fetishist. You seem to think there’s something abhorrent about that. It’s time you learned that what men and women do to each other in a consenting relationship is fuck all to do with you! What people choose to wear, no matter how alien it appears to you, ditto! Understood?”

Their heads sank and they stared at their boots. “Yes, sir.”

“Good. I’ll go first to prove how good it is. When you see me as a dog, if my tail wags you know I’m enjoying it. If it doesn’t, if it’s between my legs you know I’m hating it.”

“Tail? How does it know?”

“I don’t know, but I’ve seen those earlier videos so I know that it does! It’s amazing!”

I gestured towards the back door and he followed.

The moment the door was closed he turned to me. “Now we’re out of earshot of them… I know what else that suit means.”

“Sir?”

“Oh, don’t call me that anymore. It’s what I’ll be calling you soon. True?”

“I think my master intends to be more lenient with you than a slave who passes through, sir. I doubt he’ll put them to work. Just workout in the gym, rec room and cages for sleep.”

“I’m not them. I’ve been curious about slavery for quite some time but in my position…” he sighed. “Added to that, when I enquired about the races… The cost…”

“Yes, sir. I admit it’s expensive but many manage to scrape together the money”

“It’s not the money I couldn’t afford. It was the time. I would’ve never been able to take so many vacation days at once. When I heard what was happening, I leapt at the chance.”

“So… When you’re suited, you want us to treat you as any other slave? They’ll be living the easy life while you want to be put to work too?”

“I want to experience it. I…” he sighed. “Please, no preferential treatment for me. Those three, yes. I imagine they’ll need it. I do suggest after a week, you offer them the chance though.”

“Ask them if they want to be treated like everyone else?” I chuckled. “I’ll be glad to but I bet they won’t agree.”

“They might. So, what’s first?”

“I think you know what comes first.”

He grinned, nodded and began to strip as I held up the suit for him.

Just as with the English blank the previous night, this one… Total cooperation from the start. It even braced itself against the chair with its butt in the air without bring prompted to take the plug. Seems it’d figured out quite a lot watching those videos.

The moment it was sealed in place, I pointed it towards the next room. “Go and admire yourself. We can’t continue until the adhesive’s set. About half an hour should do it.”

He gave me am OK and jogged into the room with the mirrors.

Flicking the switch to activate the curing process, I returned to the others. “So, who’s next?”

Donnelly looked around as if expecting to see a dog. “I… where is he?”

“He’s currently waiting for the adhesive to set. He won’t be ready for the dog suit for another half an hour. So, who’s next?”

One of the others stepped forward. “We’re all getting it eventually. Might as well get it out of the way. I’ll go next.”

“Name?”

“Polson.”

I nodded, opened a new slave profile into my armband and entered it.

Donnelly nodded. “OK, I’ll go after him. Oh! Almost forgot.” he reached into his back pocket and pulled out an envelope. “The captain asked me to give this to you.”

I took it, tore it open and read the contents. “Excellent.”

“Why? What is it?”

“When you’re a dog, you get a dog name. This is a list of suggestions from your captain.” I glanced at Polson. “Follow me.”

He reacted to the suit in a similar way to Kowalski at first… Until I pointed at the chair. I also pointed at his crotch.

At the sight of the chair he backed into the wall in horror. “What the hell is that?””

“That, mr Polson, is what we call a bondage chair. Fairly obvious what it’s for.”

“You expect me to sit in it? You expect me to let you strap me in?”

“I wouldn’t’ve pointed at it otherwise, would I?”

“Why? Why would I”

“Did your captain explain that some of the procedures involved in preparing for the races would be uncomfortable? Even painful?”

“Yes, but”

“Two of you took to the chair with no problem. Lieutenant Yarrow leapt into it eagerly and Kowalski didn’t complain. Are you scared? I can assure you, when you return to your precinct, you’ll be fitter, healthier and a better cop in countless ways. No harm will come to you by our hands, officer. No permanent harm at least.”

He inched towards it as if it was covered in cobras.

Finally, he sat.

“Arms and legs on the rests and lean back.”

“I don’t like this!”

“How do you know? You may find you love it, but you’ve never given yourself the opportunity to try. Oh, before I strap you in…” I pointed at his crotch again.

“What about it.”

“The cock and ball sheath is there for a reason, officer. It has to be in place. I’m giving you the opportunity to do it. When I fitted it onto Kowalski he reacted rather… violently to me handling him down there.”

“But there’s something in it!”

“Yes, a tube. The tube fits inside your cock, down your piss hole… So you can.”

“Seriously?”

“How long have I been in this suit, officer?”

“You said a year.”

“And how did you think I urinated if I didn’t have a tube up my dick? Just a condom with a hole in the end? No. The suit is designed to completely seal you inside. Nothing gets in, nothing gets out unless we permit it. Trust me, it’s for your own good. All of what I do now is.”

He tried three times to put the tube up his cock, but each time he chickened out. He sighed. “And it has to go up?”

“It does.”

“Alright. You do it.”

“I’ll strap you down first.”

“Oh fuckin’… What the hell have I gotten myself into?”

“Something you’ll learn to love, we hope. Now just relax and let what I do to you just happen. OK?”

He didn’t relax, but he did move his arms and legs into position. I proceeded to strap him down.

“Now, try to move.”

“I can’t! I can’t move an inch!”

“And how does it feel?”

“Terrifying?”

I detected some movement downstairs. “Your cock suggests otherwise, officer. This is turning you on.”

“It is not!”

“You’re going to experience a lot of new things in the next few weeks. Accept them. Don’t resist. You’ll enjoy yourself a hell of a lot more. I can assure you, your penis is as stiff as a board.” I reached down and grabbed it. “See? That’s your reaction to your first bondage experience.”

I manipulated his balls into their new homes and fitted the cock tube.

“Holymarymotherofgod!”

“Feels good up there, doesn’t it? Is that why you’re so resistant to these things? Religious hang-ups?”

“I was raised Catholic.”

“But you’re not anymore?”

“I’m…” his eyes darted from side to side. “Promise not to tell the others.”

“Atheism is nothing to be ashamed of. If anything, shame is one of the things you should’ve got rid of when you kicked Catholicism out the window.”

“I know, it’s just… I… Alright, what next?”

“Next, open wide.” I held up the mouth brace.

“How many more times am I going to say what the hell is that?”

I chuckled. “Only one.”

He braced himself, clamped his eyes shut and opened his mouth. Brace in, crank open, nose tubes up. “oh ah haw?”

“You’ll see. There’s a reason I’m incapable of speech officer.” I held up the first throat tube.

“Auh eee eh ih ah?”

“And that’s the one. The last time you’ll say what the hell is that? For a month at least. This goes down your windpipe. This is the reason I haven’t spoken a word for over a year. We’ll teach you to sign but right now…” I sprayed his throat, and completely the procedure, finishing off with the nose plugs and sealant.

His eyes went wild when I held up the other tube. “This goes down to your stomach. You need food and water after all. There are countless benefits to these. You won’t experience all of them but fuck me, swimming’s amazing in this suit. What’s more, it’s absolutely impossible to choke. Your windpipe is completely separated from your oesophagus.”

Then it was time for the gag. “You have to do something for me now. Tongue out, worm it into this.”

He blinked at me.

“I highly recommend that you do it. Before I force you to.”

He didn’t.

“I’m warning you. Do it.”

Still nothing.

I gripped his balls. “Now will you do it? Doesn’t take much of a squeeze to get you to do what the hell I want. Everything you’re taking, all the rest will too. Kowalski and Yarrow already have and I didn’t need to grip their balls to do it.”

He seemed to sink into the chair. His tongue emerged and wormed its way into the gag.

“Thank you.”

Sealant in, inflate the bulbs, inflate the gag, locking his tongue in place. Finally, earplugs in, goggles on and sealed, I removed the mouth brace and sealed the mouth to the suit.

“I’m going to release you now. Go into that room and have a look at yourself.. Feel the suit, enjoy it, because this is your world now and it will be for at least a month. Yarrow will likely still be in there.”

I unbuckled his forehead and he nodded but before I unstrapped the rest, I selected Eric.

“Could you come through. This one resisted so he might become violent because of the method I used to force it to comply.”

“Balls squeeze?”

“How did you guess? You’ve not suited anyone have you?”

“No, but I’ve topped a few times and bottomed even more. I know how effective it is.”

“So you’re a switch?”

“Naaah. I’m a slave, but it’s good to experiment once in a while. The first time, my master back then ordered it. Why not just blacken his goggles?”

“I want to save that little surprise for the talk after they’ve had their freeze time. Along with all the rest.”

Eric entered a moment later.

“In case you were wondering… Backup.” I unbuckled the rest.

He didn’t attack. His shoulders slumped in defeat as he slouched his way to the mirror room.

Fortunately, the next two took everything without objection. Maybe they’d understood their briefing better.

I called Yarrow out and presented it with the dog suit.

It stroked its arm and plucked an imaginary hair.

“I did say, only useful for warmth. It can get cold in NY at this time of year. Also, the furred dogs look better so they had a bigger impact at the club.”

I took my time, knowing that while I did this, their suits were curing.

When he was in and the tail was in place I walked him to the mirror and immediately his tail started to perform. Sinking between his legs, standing erect, wagging at various speeds. His jaw flapped with no instruction too. I walked him around the store and threw a ball for him, keeping an eye on the clock.

When the thirty minutes were up for the last one, I gathered together the plugs, wrapped them in a towel and returned to them.

“Which one’s Polson?”

The one on the left raised his hand.

“And Beck?”

The right hand one did.

“Which means you must be Donnelly?”

The middle one nodded.

I left the room, flicked the switch and returned, moving Donnelly to face the wall so he couldn’t see what came next. I moved the other two so they were next to each other facing me.

I held up a plug. “This, gentlemen, is one of the reasons you hurt Moonbeam when you pulled his tail. And this is going right up you. Now. What’s more, it will remain up your ass for the full duration of your confinement in that suit.”

I think I could guess their reaction to this little bit of news. I was hoping it might be abject terror.

Using the towel to shield their asses from the light, I sprayed the painkiller, thrust the plugs home, sealed them in and tapped them to get their core IDs so I could associated them with their names.

Then I did the same to Donnelly and left them for another half an hour to ensure the adhesive had set before releasing them.

“Now, it’s dog time.”
* * *
With the dogs blinded, deafened, frozen and gone, I had an hour to spare before they’d had their drive around the city and reintroduction to our home via the underground entrance but I’d already decided what to do with that time.

I sidled up to the counter. “Eric… Have you got the Zippo behind there?”

He nodded, flipped the lid and lit it. “Why?”

“A little psychological warfare. We’ve got a bunch of newbies. They’ll remain frozen for the next two days until their asses settle, but before then…”

“But… what?”

“Let them know in no uncertain terms they are ours, long before we have the conversation with them.”

“You mean…” he flipped the zippo again with a grin and handed it over.

“Any idea where they stored their belongings? Has everything been photographed and sent?”

He nodded. “Alpha brought it all up before he went to bed. He’s put it all on top of his cage for now, I think.”

“I’ll go get it.”
* * *
I smeared a little factor fifty on its big toe and tapped away. “Wake up. Twitch your big toe twice if you understand.”

Its toe moved, froze, then twitched twice.

“Good. Now pay attention.”

I held its passport up right in front of its face, flipped the Zippo, and lit it. I held it until the whole thing was nothing but a pile of ash, only one small corner of blue cardboard remained. I did the same with its plane tickets.

“You’re one of us now.”

I moved down the rest, tapping each on the shoulder to know which it was and did the same with their driver’s licences and anything else they’d had.

I’d returned to the elevator when Q spoke to me. “I like your way of thinking, Artemis. Very good way to get the point across, but now, I think you may have forgotten something.”

“Sir?”

“Normally, you would’ve got him out yesterday, but you were busy.”

“Um.”

“Bomber?”

“Oh! Sorry, sir. What with everything that’s happened it totally slipped my mind. Should we do it now, or demonstrate to the cops how a dog’s released before we freeze them, sir?”

“Actually… That’s a fucking good idea. Do it.”

“Yes, sir.”

“They should be there in a few minutes. Be at the elevator on B4 to meet them.”

“Yes, sir. I’ll go and get the muscle relaxant pills for Omega. He’ll need ‘em.”

“Let them witness his release, then take them to their wet room. Do not let them witness the other… unpleasantness.”

I chuckled. “Yes, sir.”

“Q out.”

I headed up to the warehouse, selecting a blank as I went. “Clean up in wet room two.”