A Blind Date - The Final Part

Author: eckie
Title: A Blind Date – The Final Part
Date: 11 May 2005

We stayed there for an hour before Mike returned and told us to follow him into the private room. He applied on both of us the heavy steel shackles and then told us to stand behind each other, my front touching the boys back. He then applied lockable leather straps around our tights, above the waist, around the chest and to the upper arms, sealing us together again. Then he used padlocks to lock our right wrists together and the same on the left. Then he did the same with out right and left ankles. my writs and ankles on the outside, the boys on the inside of our bodies, then he added that two feet chain to the ankle shackles of the boy and the same chain length to the boys wrists. The he told us that it is time to take off last evening’s decoration and make sure all is set for this evening. We had to start slow to coordinate our moves but managed to get walking and starting to do our job as ordered. It was weird to have to move each limb simultaneously and not easy to get it done, but after some time we were in sync with each other and managed to do a good job in it. It took almost two hours to finish it, without restraints it could have been half an hour probably, but I enjoyed it much more this way. In-between I caught myself hugging that boy in front of me a few times and he responded with the same so I knew he liked it and I assumed if I could see his face it would show a big smile. It is strange how you can get such connection to someone whose face you don’t see, whom you cannot talk to, where your only common is to share this type of daily life forced to be together like that. But I thought some of the time that I would not want this to ever end...

Once we were finished the boy dragged his moves towards our corner and once there we managed even to get down on the knees, must have been a interesting view to follow this and it was not easy to keep balance, but we managed and stayed there waiting again. I kept my arms tight around the boy, not only to support us two in that position but more over to show him how much I liked it. Mike came back after another hour and nodded satisfied when looking around. Then he came to us and undid the chains that kept us together, I was sad that it ended already, but Mike had other plans. it was a piss party again this evening and some initiations were planned as well, and he decided that it was the boys turn to be locked in that cube downstairs to be the evenings price for whoever fills the last drop of that cube with piss. He left me in my corner and took the boy away in the bas3emenet, I knew how he’s preparing him now and that the boy would spend from now on till the end of the night in that cube. Half an hour later I could see the screen being switched on and as I guessed before, it displayed the boy now inside that cube, restrained, his helmet the only connect outside. since it was only afternoon, he would have to spend many hours waiting before anything would happen, but I knew how much I enjoyed it and was sure the boy would too. Mike came back to me and told me to follow him. We went into another room of the club where I found that familiar box on the floor, the one I has been sealed in once before. Mike took a special hood off the shelf on the wall, once gasmask hood again that covers the whole head, but there were some wires coming out of it and I wondered what they were for. He placed that hood over my muzzled rubbered head and zipped it shut. He then told me to get into the box. Inside was again that heavy thick rubber sleep sack, so I placed my feet inside and Mike assisted in getting my arms inside the sleeves of the sack. He zipped it up, padlocked it and added straps all over the body to secure me. He then connected the wires of the hood to a device on the side of the box, connected a tube from the gasmask to the side for breathing and then told me, I am not sure how much you will like what happens this night, but I guess it is good that you won’t have a choice at the moment. After that he placed the lid on top of the box and I could hear him padlock it all over. The box then moved, it was on a wheeled bench. I did not know where to, but some more noises of chains could be heard and I thought I could feel the box swinging too suddenly, so it told me that it was lifted up, probably winched up to the ceiling of the club.

Silence returned once again, I was left alone there, but suddenly I could see in the lenses of the gasmask. I could make out the main clubroom from a view that looked like someone standing behind the bar, but high above it. I could see the box with me hanging there at the ceiling, could see the screen on the opposite side displaying the boy in the cube and I could see Mike walking in the room - and walking out of the door. those wires must connect to a receiver and the mask must have a built in screen - it was a strange view and feeling but at the same time great to be able to see what is going on outside, while being strapped cocooned inside that box. I kept watching but nothing at all happened, the boy kept sitting still inside his cube and no one entered or walked through the room. I shared once again the faith of the boy, waiting in isolation for the evening to happen.

Being awake and hoping for any change in the visible screen on my eyes makes time pass a lot slower, so it seemed endless before I finally saw Mike entering the room again, but it took another hour at least before others came inside as well, so I guessed the club had opened finally. My sweat was building up continuously inside the multi rubber I was locked in all afternoon and evening and I wondered what was in stock tonight, since Mike made that remark before but did not say anything clear.

I could now watch all the people in the club having their fun, playing, chatting, and I could as well watch the screen with the boy in the cube - it took some time but at some point I was able to see the cube fill up slowly - it would take still quite some time to get it all full to the point where they would get their competition on for who's going to get it overflow again. I could also occasionally make out people looking up to the ceiling and talking about it, namely me inside it ... or maybe they did not know who was inside, but I was sure they did know it was not empty. I would have loved to hear some of those conversations down there, but besides the music I could not make out anything else.

It must have been already way past midnight by now, the boys cube was filled up almost to the top, when the box with me inside suddenly got lowered. I could watch it on the screen of my mask, and it is indeed a weird feeling to feel one thing and at the same time watch it from distance happening. Once the box was on the ground I could see Mike coming around and taking off all those padlocks and taking off the lid. When he disconnected the tubes of the gasmask and the wires the image went black and I was again by myself, but he also undid all the straps of my body and unzipped the sleep sack. I had been inside so many hours that I had trouble getting out by myself and with the help of Mike I finally managed and was on my knees next to the box, I would need a few minutes before being able to stand up by myself.

Mike the lead me over to a small stage on the side of the room and we stepped on it. He then took off the gasmask hood and also took off the muzzle. He then unlocked the rubber suit I was in and told me to get out of it. I was not sure why he did that, since I still was to stay another two days here and he said at the begin it would remain on until then, but I did as I was told. Once I was out of the suit I stood next to him again naked with the exception of the steel collar and belt. He gave me a 2 liter bottle to drink and I drank it all quickly, I sure could use that. He told me then to open my mouth and shoves a large soft ball into my mouth before reapplying the muzzle and locking it, I could not press that ball out of my mouth now, and its nature filled my mouth so efficiently that I would not be able to make any reasonable noises anymore. He then added those heavy steel shackles to my wrists and ankles, and then fixed the wrists to chains hanging from the ceiling and with my legs spread he fixed the ankles to hooks on the side of that little stage. I stood spread-eagled now, silenced and unable to do anything.

Mike then turned to the crowd who was watching and announced that he had this slave for a couple of days here - meaning me with that slave - and that I was unable to make a certain decision, so he had taken it into his hands and prepared that decision for me. He then turned back to me and removed the plaster off my nipples, I totally had forgotten about those all the time since he put them on the first day I came here. But what I saw was not expected - I saw the same kind of padlocks in my nipples as the boy had received them during his ritual. I wanted to ask Mike what this should mean but the ball in my mouth kept any attempt to speak futile. I stared at those padlocks with big eyes and then with the same big eyes back to Mike and he sure knew what my questions were. He told me and the crowd then that he had applied them while I was not noticing what was going on, since he guessed that it would have been a decision I would probably not have made at that day. He turned one padlock upside for me to look at it and I could see it was welded shut there. Then he said that this was not all, pointing with his finger down at the steel belt’s side, showing me that the padlocks that were originally there had been replaced by welding too. My eyes were bigger every moment, I sure as hell had not noticed and he is right, would not have agreed either that day. he then produced a small mirror from a shelf behind me and held it in front of me and added that everyone probably guesses right, the collar is welded also and he showed me the locking part of the collar that had been welded last Friday as well. I did not know what to say, I would have shouted at Mike that he had gone too far, but I was definitely silenced and unable to vocalize everything that went on in my head. my eyes sure could tell Mike that I was more than just confused at the moment, but he kept on talking to me now.

He knows it is a surprise and he knows it is something to first get a good grip of before I should articulate my thoughts about it, which is why he silenced me that way. He had done investigations and knows that I could - if I want - join his boy and his slave brother at any time; I would not have to return anymore if I don’t want to. He could easily help with arrangements to make it real. He also knew that I had still two more days to go before my return was planned, and he would have me use those two days to decide if I could accept this enforcement or would back out of it. He also said that his boy would be the price for one of the guests for the next two days, so I would be separated from him, but I could decide if that separation was for good or if it was the last time to happen. if I’d decide to go back home he would arrange the weldings to be broken off and I would never return, if I on the other hand would realize that it is what I anyway truly want, then the two of us would spend our rest of times together sharing the faith of a slave life with Mike here at this place. I could hear comments from some guests shouting that I should go for it, that it would be the best that could happen to me, others applauding for whatever reason, Mike then turned away from me and went back to his guests, leaving me standing there alone with my thoughts. He then announced the start of the competition for the boy downstairs in his cube.

The guests did not take any further notice of me standing there and went on with the competition, curiously watching the screen with the boy to see who's going to be the winner. Loud cheering then once it happened and Mike went to one of the guests coming out of the toilets congratulating him for his success. I looked closer to that guys face and recognized it was the one person I has met long time ago when all this started, what a coincidence, the one that actually brought me in this club the first time a few weeks ago. I was still puzzled with all the weird thoughts in my head about what was just revealed to me but yet also was curious what this guy would do now with the other boy, now that he won him for the next two days.

I could see on the large screen that the piss inside the cube has been drained and the boy was let out of it. I could also watch him getting hosed down in that room before he was cuffed and chained dragged on a leash by his winner out of that room. I was hoping they would come back up here but no one entered the room, they disappeared either into another room downstairs or even outside through the backdoor. Would I see that boy again? Could I really go for it? Mike was right, if he'd asked me, I would never have agreed to those weldings, but now that they are in place... I sure liked the idea of my current situation, the past days with the boy, sharing the faith and live as slave brothers, again I thought that I had not spoken a single word with him ever and still feel drawn to him, I missed being with him and will miss the next two days having him near as well.

The evening continued in the club and at some point the club emptied, until only Mike and the prizewinner of the evening were left at the bar, I thought if he is still here, then the boy probably is still here as well, still thinking of what he would probably do with him. They both then came over to me and Mike told me that his friend wants to tell me something, and then Mike left. His friend started talking to me, he tried telling me that I really should consider it strongly to accept my faith as it is now, he knows Mike very long and as far as he knows me he was sure that it would be the right thing for me, I would not find any better future than this. he also said that he made a decision for the other boy for the next two days, since it will be the time I had to make my decision and since Mike told him how much the two of us are drawn to each other (so Mike had noticed it too ...), he would not take that boy away, but instead had a setup that should ease my decision about it. He then took my wrist and ankle restraints off the hooks and chains and lead me away from the stage, downstairs into one of the rooms. Inside I saw the boy kneel in a corner, chained as usual, this time a tube coming out of his muzzle and also this time added a longer chain bolted into the wall. He was able to walk inside that room but not leave it. A few cupboards were in that room and even a toilet in one corner, it was set up obviously as sort of prison cell where one could spend more time in. I was told that I should not speak now, but instead think first, when he started taking off the muzzle and also then removed the ball in my mouth. I first wanted to shout but then thought it would be probably wiser to keep silent for the moment indeed. A new gag was then inserted into my mouth, this one again with a tube for breathing and feeding. on top a thick leather hood was placed, heavy padded, the tube of the gag fitted in the prepared hole, the eyes were open, but the padding prevented much noise coming through. The hood was again padlocked. He led me into the corner of the room then and had me sit down on an old mattress there. My ankle shackles were padlocked to each other directly and each wrist shackle was attached to a very short chain on the wall to the left and right of the corner. I would not be able to get my arms close to my body, feed myself or in fact do much at all with or for myself.

Mike came back as well now into that room. He then explained that it was decided that I would spend those two days here in this room, locked as I was, the door to this room would be locked and sealed for the next two days with no one to come in or out. The other boy would be here with me at all times and take care of all my needs, he would feed me, make sure I have all I need, help me with toilet use (i.e. I would have to piss myself anyway but as well the boy was given the key to my plug and would assist with a bowl to take care of that need), there was enough food in the room for the both of us for the two days. neither of us could speak of course, so we would have to find ways to communicate any possible needs, but he was sure that we were having no trouble finding that ways. In two days time Mike would return and take me out of this room, it was then for me to decide if I would stay or leave. I listened to it carefully and as surprised about this setup, but also happy to spend the time with the boy and not by myself. The boy remained all the time kneeling in his corner silently without any noticeable reaction. The tow then left, I could see the door getting shut and thought I could make out that is was locked as well, all silent by then.

I still wasn't sure what to think of the entire matters at the moment, but looked over to the boy, he was now also looking at me, and after the door was shut and locked he got up and came over to me. He kneels in front of me and I could see his eyes, happy to have me with him on one hand, but pleading as well, probably pleading for me to make the right decision. I would have given anything to talk to him right now, talk to him what was going on in my mind, how I felt about the situation, but also how I felt about him, hoping to get a direction from him maybe about what I should do. but there was no chance for that, we would spend the next 48 hours together here in silence, just the two of us, just seeing each other, him having to take care of a helpless boy chained to the wall for all that time.

He must have felt what I thought probably, he got closer to me and managed to get his chained arms around my neck, cuddling close to my body in the best way our restraints allowed it and pressing his body to mine. It was a very comforting feeling and we stayed like that for at least two hours before the two of us drifted away into sleep.

I woke up when the boy tired careful - not to wake me actually - to get his chained limbs off me and I could see him walk over to one of the closets and inside was indeed all necessary food and supplies. He started to get some drinks ready, since we both were unable to get anything else through our mouth tubes. He added several pills and powders to the water, I assumed it was vitamins and nutritions for our bodies and when finished he came back to me and knelt in front of me. He saw I was awake and I thought I would recognize a smile under that muzzle ... I tried smiling back, but under this think padded hood he would not recognize anything. I tried speaking, but it was hopeless, nothing but some silent mumbling was to come out. He just nodded, I think he knew I wanted to talk to him, and then held the bottle he prepared on to my mouth tube and connected it. he fed me the whole bottle first carefully, making sure I don’t swallow too much at a time, making sure I am well taken care of and only after I finished mine completely he took his own. He then took away the bottles, cleaned them and placed them back where they belong. He came back to me and pointed with his fingers to the toilet, indicating the question if I needed to, but I shook my head; there was no need for it yet. So he remained kneeling in front of me and looking at me, again I thought I could make out a smile under that muzzle, but again also I thought to see that pleading in his eyes - hoping I would stay with him once the time has come.

I nodded to him, trying to indicate that he should come closer and it took a minute to understand but then he got it and came close to me again, hugging me like the night before - and somehow I felt well and calm like that. I still had to think a lot, and what better to think than tow days in silence unable to do anything but think. but the feeling I had with this boy hugging me now, spending his time caring for me, thinking about his eyes asking me to stay, all that made it more comfortable for me to actually consider it to happen. We spent those 48 hours in silence, him feeding me, taking care of my needs, him hugging me most of the other times, he did not move from my side for anything but the feeding all through those two days.

It was difficult to judge the time that has passed, but I was not much surprised when the door suddenly opened and Mike entered the room. The boys immediately tried getting his arms off me and go back to the corner kneeling down, but Mike waved off and said to him not to worry, it is ok to stay. Mike then came closer and looked at me and said that it is time. There was tow possibilities right now, nodding my head or shaking it in reply to his next question. Then he asked it - would I want to stay. I looked at him, and then looked at the boy next to me, again those pleading eyes, but I was already certain before Mike asked. the moment he opened that door and entered I knew what I would tell him - well ... nod to him ... I nodded twice and could see Mike smile, but as well could clearly see the boy smile a lot under his muzzle too, and immediately the boy hugged me heavily pressing himself to my body as good as he could. Mike let us two a few minutes as we were and then told the boy to get to his place. The boy did immediately and while kneeling there Mike unlocked my restrains, told me to kneel and then as well removed the hood and the gag. He told me that speaking is no longer an option unless permitted, and I should keep silence. Then he went over to the boy and undid his muzzle as well, also removed the boys gag. I wanted to have a look into the boys face, but kept my head bowed, knowing that having made my decision just before I would no longer opt for anything myself. Mike took off the boy’s chain that kept him locked to the wall as well and then told us two to get up and come to him. We followed and stood in front of him. Mike then said that he does not allow us to speak to each other, but we can hug each other and even kiss each other, he added we should make it a good one, since it will be the last for a long time, he would be back in a while and pick us up again. Then he left and closed the door again. we looked at each others face and both had a big smile on it, I am sure the boy would have loves to talk to me as much as I did but instead we took each other in our arms and started kissing ... and kissing ... and kissing, we did not stop once for the entire time until Mike came back into the room.

He looked at us and waited even until we managed to separate our mouths again, we both then immediately went down on our knees next to each other again, waiting for Mike's orders. Mike just told us to get up and follow him; it is time to get working again. We got back to the private room where the two rubber suits were laid out again, the head to toe suits we wore before already, making us identical twins again and he ordered us to put them on we helped each other into them and prepared them for Mike to put the final padlocks on. Mike did with a big smile and said to us, now number one can start cleaning the club, you number two will stay with me, we have things to sort out. The boy immediately went out to the clubroom and started his duty while Mike took me into his office room. he told me to start wiring all needed papers, the notice for my job, the notice for my flat, he also told me to call my boss and tell him that I would not return, I also had to give Mike power of attorney to my account so that he could close all affairs left behind me now. Once all was done he told me to join the boy wit his chores and he would arrange all my belongings being brought here, and tonight we would perform the same ritual as he did with the boy, I would burn all my belongings and start fresh with nothing but my future as his slave and as brother to number one.

I went to look for the boy and join him and if the rubber of the hood would not have been so think I am sure one could have seen a big smile on my face, I was sure that I made a right decision, and I felt happy, happier than ever before, and even more happy to know I would from now on have to stay together with my slave brother, our faith was sealed to be together in this future. When I found the boy in the basement cleaning up I went to him and gave him a spontaneous big hug, and he returned it just as heavy, but then we went on immediately with the work - from now on it was part of our life, duties first ... and maybe Mike allowed us once in a while a treaty together, we would have to see in future. I was looking forward to the evening, it is just a ritual, but it definitely seals this great future of mine, nothing left behind only a great future life.....

(And they lived happily ever after .....Smile) Final comment:
It's just fantasy, but ... parts of it sure doable :)