A job for life

Author: eckie
Title: A job for life
Date: 24 September 2006

It was all dark around me when I came to, I had to concentrate to get a grip around my situation, where was I now, why couldn't I move, why was it all dark around me, why did any attempt to shout out fail as well now. I almost panicked but got myself calmed down to a state where I could think about it more clear

What was the last I remembered, I had to concentrate, still things were a bit blurry in my mind, I must have been drugged, I could not explain it any other than that. But then it cam slowly back to me, the shop ... that was the place it happened.

I was new in town, just moved here from a small town in the middle of nowhere, jobless, no strings, about to get kicked out of my flat, I hoped to find at least some work here in the big city. I managed to find a rotten hole they called room, but it was cheap enough to at least pay the first week in advance, and the coming weeks I managed to get just enough money together by cruising all markets, shops, warehouses and whatever else I could find asking for some temp work, enough to pay the room and get some food, but that was all, not really calling it an enhancement to my previous situation, yet I still hoped to find some work that could have me enjoy my days a little more than it did currently.

I read in a newspaper I grabbed from a bench where someone had left it some ads, one of them looking for some help in a store, basic works like filling the stock and shelves, cleaning and other errands, nothing difficult, but it promised a steady work for a young independent guy, long work hours were mentioned, so not too many obligations elsewhere was one of the requirements. I was sure able to fulfill those requirements and hoped that I would not be too late when showing up there asking to this job, anything steady, anything would be better than to hunt every day for some income.

I went to that given address right away, just in case the job was still available I would not want anybody else to come and ask before I did. It was way out in the suburbs and when I finally reached the address I found it to be a small shop, a window display next to the door and it's content was a slight surprise, it did not mention in the ad what sort shop it was, but the display was clear, two mannequins inside the window all dressed up with fetish, harness, rubber, leather, and several other sm toys laid out in the display around them.

If that was the shop to work for, I would be happy to, I always had strong interest in these fetishes, never able to afford anything, but in the occasional plays I had experienced in the past I got to try out the one or other item and loved each of them. No matter what the job will be like, just to work around all that stuff will be fantastic I thought to myself and entered the shop.

Inside to my surprise it was a lot larger than one could imagine from the outside. Large shelves everywhere, the store room itself huge, many various displays of large and small toys everywhere, my heart started beating like hell and I had troubles to keep my dick down, I was fascinated.

Fro behind the counter a man suddenly showed up, tall, muscular, in his forties probably, but a gorgeous body to look at. He asked if he could help me and I replied that I had read the ad in the newspaper and wondered if the job was still available. He looked at me from top to bottom, probably thinking if I was ok for it before telling me that he still had one position to fill. He asked if I knew what it was about and I more or less repeated what was written in the ad about the job. He smiled and said that in general that was it indeed and if I would think fit for that sort job, it was long hours and I would sometimes even have to stay overnight in the shop if the workload demanded it, so not just an easygoing nothing, but something for someone dedicated and without lots strings to care for. Payment would be appropriate to the work and if needed there was also accommodation available, in fact they would prefer someone to use this accommodation in order to be close and available at all times when needed.

I was relieved to hear the job was still there and agreed immediately with all conditions, whichever they were, as long as I could hope for a steady job. Also I told him that accommodation would suit me very well, since my current 'room' was not worth keeping and also on the other side of town. I told him I was just moved from a small town far away and had not yet settled where I was, nothing to keep me there and no one to miss me there.

He smiled as well back to me then and said it seems we can get to an agreement and would show me around first. He told me to follow him and while just mentioning briefly the current showroom being the mail but not largest area we went through a door in the back I had not noticed before further back into the shop. Another impressive room was there, full with all sorts of rubber and leather clothing, one side full with straitjackets and sleep sacks, in the middle of the room two large cages on display and at the end another door leading to even another room. In there no clothes but only tools and furniture was displayed, all kinds of stocks, shackles, steel devices, benches, whatever a hungry heart as mine could ever imagine, it was there right in front of my nose.

We went back to the showroom and behind the counter through another door, some stairs leading downstairs, he told me the storage rooms were down there. The room down there must have been as big as the three rooms upstairs, full of shelves and each of those full with boxes, all neatly labeled, he explained briefly the system they were sorted in, in order to keep fast availability when something needed to be found. At the very end of that room I could see another door between the shelves, but he did not mention it and on my question about it he just said that is private area and only for staff, so once we made our contract, I would see that room anyway as well.

We went back upstairs and he showed me the order in which the showroom was decorated, how it will have to be stocked up each night after closing time, explained some basic rules how to deal with the good, also lead me to the window display telling me it would every evening need special care to make sure it was perfect each day at opening times, the decorating itself was done by him, the cleaning was to be done by me if I accepted the job, just like all other cleaning around the shop would be my task. Especially since during daytime they would not want much cleaning or filling of the shelves done, it would often mean night hours after closing to be worked at, hence long work time and potential availability at all times when needed.

I would also get chance to become part of the staff within the shop, some preparations would be needed, but if I would agree I could quickly get taught what I needed to be part of the daily business in the shop.

I smiled, thinking of all the horny stuff I would have to deal with on every day basis in this job and of course told him that I would really enjoy working for him there and neither the hours nor anything else would be any trouble to me. He reached out his hand to me with a smile and said that we have a deal then; I shook his hand and said yes to his offer to get to the office and make the contract. It was a very simple contract he said, just the general rules complying with current state laws, a lot of blabla that is officially needed in contracts, so if I wanted I could bother reading thorough it of just accept it as is. he explained that room and board are included and my salary would be depending on the hours I actually worked, nothing specific so I decided to just sign it.

He told me I could go back to my room and grab my stuff and come back right after so that he could show me my room and I could then start working the same evening - I thought it could not have been better, a job I will definitely enjoy, finally a decent room and place to stay and if I could as he said become art of the staff running the shop later on, nothing better to want at this time.

I said good bye to him and that I would be back in about 3 hours, he said the shop would then be closed, but I should just ring the bell on the backside of the building he would then let me in.

I returned to my current place and quickly grabbed my stuff together, not that it was very much, at the end it all fitted in just one large duffel bag, just the usual clothes one had and no other items I owned anyway. I told the landlord that I would not return and since the paid week was over anyway the next day, we were even. Then I left and smiled on my way back o the shop, at least it turned out to be a good decision to have come here after all.

When I arrived the shop was indeed already closed, the lights were dark, and so as I was told I went around the building and found the back entrance and rang the bell. It just took a few moments before I heard the buzzer of the door and once entered heard him shout to come upstairs one floor where he was.

I entered the apartment at the first floor then and found him sitting right in the room there at his desk; it seemed his office, but several other doors as well leading elsewhere. He told me it was his office and apartment and also one of the rooms in the back would be mine for the duration of my work here. I told him again that I was sure to enjoy the job and was hoping to stay here for a long time, if he was satisfied with my work. He laughed and joked that he can make it a lifetime job for me if I was doing well with what he had planned for me. I did not notice that moment, but he obviously mentioned already having something special in mind, but I just did not realize that moment.

He took me to one of the backrooms, a small simple room, but clean, with a bed, desk, chair, a small TV and a small closet inside, he said it is not much but probably better than most rooms you rent in the city, I could only agree, it was compared to my prior room a palace. He told me to pack my stuff away and then come back to the kitchen in the next room to have some food with him, then we can discuss the work.

I quickly had my few items stuffed inside the closet and joined him in the kitchen - he already had prepared some food there and told me to sit down and enjoy. Having had no real money the past few weeks it was a delicious dinner to me and I eagerly had it all down quickly, noticing his smile while watching me. When we were finished he told me that I could start right away clearing up the shop, while he would as well help me filling the shelves proper again so that I would know for the future where to find whatever I needed.

I followed him downstairs and after showing me all tools needed to clean up I started right away, making sure I put the proper effort into it to show him that I was a good worker and worth being kept. With his help we refilled the shelves where needed and he explained more about the whereabouts of everything and I paid good attention, so that I would not have to ask too much the coming days. With his help everything was done within two hours and we went back upstairs, sitting again in the kitchen where he offered me a beer. During that he told me that I had shown good attitude for the first few hours and that - if I wanted - I could even assist a little in the shop the next day already, help packing goods that were bought by customers, help carrying stuff from downstairs up stairs when needed, help putting goods back into the shelves when customers had taken to view them and so on, no sales work, just helping hands here and there. I would probably not be too bus, just be required to be present and watch out for his signs to give a hand when needed. I told him I would love to do that, but he immediately interrupted me, telling me that people working with him there would have to wear some sort uniform, provided by him, but required to wear it during opening times.

I was curious of course and asked what it would be and he just said that he requires me to be heat to toe dressed in some of his stock, not only helping out but as well displaying it in action to customers then. If I was ok with that, I could start in the shop at 11.00 am sharp, get dressed proper and then be in the shop during daytime. I was getting almost hard by listening to wearing things out of his stock; every single item I had seen today was a dream to me, and having to wear it without having to buy it sounded like heaven to me.

He told me to make sure I was proper rested for the work, but could do the rest of the evening of course what I wanted, I decided to get back to my new room and watch a little TV, but to get to sleep early, so that I would be definitely well rested for my first day, I wanted to impress him the next day too, making sure he will want to keep me working for him.

The night was a good sleep, I had not had such comfortable bed for long time, so it was just a few minutes to fall asleep and when I woke up it was 9.00 am. I thought it was a good time to get some coffee and have enough time to get ready for my first day in the shop.

I had a long shower and when I came out of it smelled some coffee from the kitchen, while having a peek inside the door I saw him sit there already, telling me to join him. I told him I wanted to get dressed first, but he waved off, I would get dressed for the shop soon anyway, no need for that right now. I kept my towel wrapped aorund my hip and sat down with him. IT was again for the first time in some while that I had a real decent breakfast and an actually good coffee; I really hit the jackpot here with this job I thought to myself.

It was about 10.30 when he said he would go downstairs and get the shop ready for opening, and if I was ok I could join him and get dressed up already. Of course I was ready and had trouble hiding my upcoming hard on, thinking of being allowed soon into some of those great stuff downstairs, so just followed him.

Once in the showroom he asked me if I had worn such clothes before and if I also had ever tried out the one or other toy there was in the shop, I told him that I had a few experiences, not much though, but enjoyed them a lot so actually looked forward to whatever he seemed fit as work uniform to me. He grinned and said I could regret to agree so quickly to anything, but I just laughed and said whatever you decide will be my fun. He then looked serious and asked with a serious voice if I mean it, and after I nodded he said it will be fun for him too. First we went to the collection of plugs and dildos and he then asked me if I had ever played with these and I told him that I was not really used to anything up my ass, but would definitely want to give it a try, just he should not overdo it with the sizes, pointing at some of the really extreme sized plugs there on the shelf. He laughed and took a smaller one, something between small and medium and said we could try that one; it looked ok at first to me, but said we will have to see how well it works. He grabbed a bottle of lube and put lots of it on to that plug, asking me if I wanted to do it myself or needed help, I told him I would like to try myself and with some twisting of my body - which caused a smile on his face - I tried inserting the plug into my ass. It took several minutes, some pain at first, but slowly managing it up the ass until it settled proper in its place. He laughed but asked if I thought it was ok, it would have to stay in al until closing time, I walked a few steps, getting aroused by the strange feeling up my butt, but told him I would manage, it actually felt so good that my dick grew visible hard. He just smiled, not mentioning that, but I knew he'd noticed.

Next we went towards the rubber suits, a whole lot hanging there on the shelves, and he judged my body before grabbing one out of the lot. He said that should fit well and even though it seemed small to me I assumed he knew better. He said it was time to get rid of that towel and him helping me getting lubed up to easier get inside that suit. I could see it had socks, gloves attached and a hood was dangling in front of it as well. it was by now impossible to hide that hard on of mine, but he clamed me by telling me it is not the first one he had seen and many customers even react the same when trying on items in the shop. So I dropped the towel, he gave me some lube to cover my front and legs while he did my back all the way down the ass, thighs to the ankles. It was a very strange feeling to cover yourself in that slimy stuff, but I knew it was helpful when putting on rubber, at least the few smaller rubber parts I had worn in the past. I never was able to get inside a full suit, so this was more than just a horny occasion to me.

He helped me then to get my feet inside the suit, smoothen all wrinkles after pulling it up to my waste, then only I saw the extra sheet for the cock and the balls attached to it and he told me to get my dick and balls settled in there before continuing. Once they were in he helped me pull the suit further up, get my arms into the sleeves, my fingers into the attached gloves and finally pulling it over my shoulders, the hood still dangling in front of me, then he again smoothened out any wrinkles before asking me if I was ready for the last bit - my dick could have told him but I nodded in agreement, then he pulled the hood over my head as well, making sure eyes, nose and mouth are where they had to be before closing the zip on the back, one part from the top of the hood down to the next and from the middle of my back up to the neck as well. Only when he pulled the hood in place I noticed the eyehole, they were not open, but covered with clear plastic as well, a slightly blurry vision, still clear enough to recognize anything needed, but a nice surprise for sure.

He then stood in front of me and asked if everything was alright, I pointed at my hard dick and just told him that this confirms that everything is better than just ok. He laughed with me about that remark, but then told me I was not yet ready. I was certain that suit was all I would get on, but now curious of course what more was to come. He took me towards the shelf with a lot of harnesses hanging there, he again checked me out and then took a rubber body harness off the shelf, pretty wide straps, to be strapped on the upper body and with a strap between the legs, also holding a pretty thick cock and balls ring. He helped me to get it over my shoulders and started buckling it up, tight but not too tight, the biggest problem was for me to get my hard dick and balls through that ring, but with some biting on my lips I managed to get them through, and the tightness around there now made me think I would never get soft again as long as I wear that one. Once all straps were buckled up proper he took me to the next shelf, a large lot of hoods and head harnesses laid out there, he chose a head harness with a large black ball gag and showed it to me, he said I don’t have to take this one, but it would sure round the picture perfectly, I was not sure about the gag, but still too horny and curious, so just agreed to it immediately. He placed the harness over my head, made sure the gag was proper inserted into my mouth, it was a rather soft rubber ball, but large enough to fill my mouth completely and with the borders of the rubber hood proper aligned sealed up my mouth completely. When he finished buckling it in place he asked if I was alright, and trying to answer there was nothing but a grunting coming from me, he laughed and told me to just nod or shake my head, I nodded of course, too excited I was to even think of anything else but going through with it.

Next item he gave me was a pair of rubber shorts; I had not seen those before, very thick rubber and a flap on the front, hiding a hole which obviously was for the dick and balls. He helped me inside and gets it up my waist, carefully pulling my still hard dick and balls through the hole of the shorts before closing the front flap, not without causing my hard dick to get a bit in trouble, suddenly no longer free but pressed in a small confinement. He then showed me a small padlock, telling me it is part of the shorts, but there would be more locks for the rest as well to complete my uniform, so he would add it later. I felt excited about that idea.

He then picked out a pair of black waders to go with my uniform, told me to put them on and while I did he also grabbed a pair of arm long heavy industrial gloves. He had me slip into those as well before he used a pair of rubber wrist restraints to keep them in place. Also he added a pair of ankle restraints on top of the waders, once buckled they tightened the waders around my ankles, taking off would not be possible without taking off the restraints. Then he produced a box of padlocks and told me it was the finishing touch on my outfit. He went all around me from top to bottom and each buckle visible received one small padlock, the harness, the shorts, the wrist and ankle restraints and also the head harness. The last item to add now was a short one feet long chain between the ankles and as well one between the wrists, padlocked on as well, then he told me I was ready for work. He lead me over to a large mirror and for the first time I could look at myself in full, if my dick would have had more space, he would have grown even harder as it was already, I felt extremely exited, sweating and hot, but horny as hell looking at this rubber figure in the mirror, all strapped and locked up, head to toe one piece of rubber with only a slight view on the eyes through the plastic lenses, the rest all black and covered. He asked if I liked the view and I could only heavily nod, he laughed again, telling me that the day would get long inside that rubber, so I should not cheer too much now, especially since I was obviously not used to it.

He then told me to stand in the corner right next to the counter and wait, he would soon open the shop and my place would be all day there in that corner, unless he would sign me to help him, carry things, pack things, refill things, or just bring stuff back to where it belongs.

I took my place in small steps, the chain made it not so easy to walk, but I was sure to manage well. He disappeared in the room behind the counter and I just stood there for almost half an hour before he returned. I started thinking that it might become a bit boring if would not have much to do but stand there, then again to be allowed in the horny outfit all day will make up for anything to come during day.

He passed me without paying notice and went right to the shops door to unlock it. Then he went back behind the counter doing some paperwork, again not taking much more notice of me. I was sure though he'd notice anything I’d do, so did my best to stay put as he said, waiting for anything he would need.

It took another at least hour before a customer entered the shop, he just browsed, had some secret glimpse over to me occasionally, but did neither talk much nor buy anything, left after about 20 minutes. Another hour at leas passed before again the door opened, and two guys entered, busy chatting with each other, when they were at the counter they greeted the boss, they seemed to know each other well, then they spotted me standing there and of course asked him about me, he just told them that I was the new help and would be most likely working here a long time. I was happy to hear, and if the ball gag would not have prevented it, one might have seen me smile. He obviously wanted to keep me there, so I would have finally a good job for a long time. The three left into one of the back store rooms and I could not hear much of their talking, but they came back with a bunch of toys and clothes, laid them on the counter and I saw him give me a short wink, pointing to the bags and packing materials under the counter. I understood and hobbled over then immediately to pack up all the items nicely as good as the chained and rubbered hands allowed while they kept talking about some parties they would have to attend soon. I would love to get to one of those I thought by myself, maybe I could ask him later about it. They paid and left, I returned to my place and waited again. So far it hasn't been a workful day, but I enjoyed every second of it.

The rest of the afternoon went slow, customers coming and going, at the most there were 7 at once in the shop, aside of packing some stuff they bought and carrying back a few items where they belonged I did not have anything to do. I did not know exactly when the shop closed, but when he did, it was dark already outside.

He let down the blinds in front of the door and window and came back to me, telling me I could start the cleaning and refill the few items missing in the shelves. I thought he would undo the chains first, but instead he just turned around and left into the backroom. It would be more difficult in the chains, but still doable, maybe take a bit longer, but then again, having to wear this outfit even longer excited me again, I actually had been hard all day under those rubber shorts.

I cleaned up the shop as I was shown the day before, it took considerably longer to make small steps only and not have free hands, but I still managed well. I had not seen him all the time; probably he was doing some paperwork in the back I thought. I also of course took care of the window display, not for nothing he told me to care for it, understandable since it was what most customers passing would see first. It was again not easy with the chains to get up there and clean, dust off everything neatly without messing the display up, and just when I thought I had it all well done, the chain between my wrists caught the hand of one of the mannequins and it fell ... and it fell hard... with a big bang it landed on the floor next to the door, one arm came off and so did the head. While I carefully stepped off the window display he already came out of his room towards the door, looking at the mess there was. He checked the broken arm and neck and was shaking his head, I grunted, trying to tell I am sorry and wanted to apologize, but no more than the grunting was noticeable. He then showed me also a part of the torso with a large crack in it, that one was sure ruined. I was afraid he would now fire me, being so clumsy, but instead he looked at me and told me not to worry, he was sure that some day it would happen, and he anyway had plans to replace that one soon, he just would have to do that earlier then. HE again said not to worry and that he would not fire me ... then he went to get the keys to all the locks and called me towards him. I hobbled over there and first he unlocked the head harness and took it off them right away. As soon as the gag was out I apologized again for my stupidness and immediately told him that I would pay for the damage form my salary, just if he would not fire me, I would so much like to continue working for him. he smiled now again and calmed me, he told me that I would not have to worry, he would not fire me about such accident, and he would sure find a way for me to make up for the broken doll. I sighed relieved. Then he asked me how I felt in the rubber, if I was ok during day or if it was too exhausting, I just told him that I was hard all day and still am and if it was for me I would not ever want out of it. He laughed, telling me that I should be careful what I wish for, some times dreams come true. I laughed back at him. he then told me that if I liked I could spend some more time in it, now that the work was done I was free anyway, so if I would want to, he could just let me wear it some more time. I smiled a lot when I heard it and asked him if I just could have something to drink, then I’d be fine and if he would allow me I would love to get that head harness back on again as well. He grinned somehow evil now and asked if I was serious, I just nodded. He told me to wait and went in the backroom, just to return with a large bottle of water and two iso drinks. He told me to drink it all up, I sure could use it, and then he would put back the head harness again. It took me just a few minutes and all was gone and I felt my dick harden again more and more when he put back the harness and I heard that lock click shut again. He then asked me if I wanted to get upstairs to my room or if I would prefer him to keep me in the store for the evening. I did not know exactly what he meant, but tired to sign with my hands pointing to the floor that I preferred staying in the store. He again smiled and called me a greedy pig, I had to laugh inside my head to, it really seemed I could not get enough, and actually I did not ... too horny was it to be locked inside this outfit, and if it would have been possible, I sure would never have wanted out.

He led me into the second backroom, the one with all the toys and tools and there lead me over to one of the cages. He stood me in front of a large standing cage in the shape of a human body, checked my body against it and nodded, then he opened it and pushed me backwards inside. It was just big enough to fit inside, my body touching the sides everywhere, he then removed the chain between my wrists and had me place my arms to the sides before closing the front again, I was actually held upright by its pressure against my body. he disappeared briefly behind me, just so that I suddenly felt him handle my wrists, locking tem to the sides of the cage, and then adding several straps over arms, chest, waist and both legs, I was definitely kept standing as I was now. When he again disappeared I suddenly heard some loud noise and within seconds I could see the cage being lifted off the ground, all the way up to the ceiling, when the winch stopped I was at least four or five feet off the ground. I could no longer see him, the cage did not allow my head to bend downwards to look for him, but I could hear him say that I sure would enjoy my time up there and he would check in later one me, then he just left and on his way out turned off the lights, I was in total darkness now, swinging in the air, completely immobile strapped into a cage.

if I could have touched my dick, I would have cum, and cum and cum and cum, but I tried, no way to reach it, I was tied well to the cage bars, and the straps also did not allow me to attempt rubbing my hard dick somewhere on the front bars of the cage, I was jus horny as hell and unable to do anything - yet that alone made me even hornier again - frustrating and horny at the same time, I was in heaven.

I don’t know how much time passed, it felt like hours, and I wondered already if he had forgotten me, when suddenly the lights went on again and he came back, standing somewhere underneath me I could again not see him but heard him asking if I was alright. This time I could not nod, so grunted once, he understood and said he would take that as a yes. Then he asked if I needed out of my confinement and I grunted twice, he laughed and called me a greedy pig again, but then said if I wanted, so be it, then he gave the cage a big swing and left again, leaving me swinging again in the darkness. I was sure he would come back later, but too horny I was to get out yet ... So I stood there in the dark, all alone with myself, sweating, yet horny, frustrated yet happy. After another long time I felt the need to piss and thought it would now be a good time for him to return, so tried keeping it back and waited, but I waited again a long time, I had to feeling for the time anymore, so was not sure how late it was, but at some point I just could not hold it anymore, and I was afraid he'd be angry, but I could not help and hat to let go, pissing myself inside the rubber. Of course it was a tight one piece suit, nothing dropped out, instead my legs filled slowly with warm piss. I had never done that before and was a bit ashamed, but I also felt my dick keep straining in his prison, it actually kept me even hornier now. I sure would have to explain to him when he let me out, but for now I could just keep waiting. And I waited....

I don't know how much time passed, and I was falling a sleep in the meantime, waking up finding myself still in the dark in the cage, sleeping again, waking up again feeling too horny and dozing off again.

When I woke up again the lights were on again and he stood in the room, laughing at me. I was not aware of any time or anything, too sleepy at that moment. But then I heard him say good morning to me and he came to let the cage down from the ceiling. Good morning meant that I had spent all night there in the cage, I was not aware, yet I DID feel that I was still as horny as all day and night before. When the cage was down he opened the front first and then unlocked and removed the head harness again. me jaws were aching a bit, but not too much, so I did not worry, but I asked him if I really was here all night and he confirmed, telling me that after some time he decided that if I was so greedy to stay locked up like that, I should have it all the way and stay here. He disappeared out of the room briefly, leaving me still strapped into that cage, then came back with again some iso drinks and water, feeding me all of it carefully. Once it was finished he told me that I certainly must be wet inside, not just from seat and I confirmed, at the same time apologizing for it. He laughed again and told me again not to worry, I was not the first to do that, and I would not have done it the last time either. I smiled and then asked what time it was, I would sure have to get showered and ready for another workday soon, but he just laughed, told me I would again not have to worry and still have time enough inside that cage if I wanted - I again grinned as well and told him that I really enjoyed it, so a little more in here could not harm, if he made sure I get out in time for work, adding that it was anyway in his hands to get me out then later. He laughed and said it indeed was his to do that, unless I could manage a way to get out myself, which of course was absolutely impossible. He held the gag harness in front of me with a questioning expression on his face; I just nodded and knew he would lock it back on again, so he did. Once it was back on he closed the front of the cage and again and I went back all the way up to the ceiling. This time the lights stayed on when he left.

I did not sleep anymore, still excited, hard, frustrated and happy and just hang there enjoying my situation. At some point I sure wondered when I had to start work, hence be let out, but then suddenly a few customers entered that room with him, busy talking about the goods, trying out stuff, talking about me up here as well, and when he told them I was there all night already they admired him for his well behaved toy up there. I never was called toy, but somehow it felt good to receive positive words for just being there, not that I would have been able to do much anyway. But I of course realized that the store was open already, and I had no idea how long already. I was just left here by him, another part of the shop, nothing more and of course for the entertainment of potential customers coming back here to that room.

I saw many more customers come and go, some not even noticing the person up there in the cage, others admiring it(me), but nobody took too much notice of me, I was just there... left by myself.

It was endless time that passed, I could have sworn it was midnight or later when he came back to me and told me he just closed the shop, so it was actually still early. Then he took me down from the ceiling, unstrapped everything and unlocked all straps holding me inside my outfit. When I made the first steps out of the cage the squashing inside my feet made clear that I pissed myself more than just once during that time, but he just smiled and told me to get upstairs and get out of everything in the shower, clean it all with warm water and hang it to fry, just as myself I should get a long shower and join him then for some dinner.

As horny as I still was, I was also a bit relieved now to get out of the cage and the rubber, it was getting exhausting - I never had spent so much time sealed or tied, but still I was sure that every second of it was worth the discomfort. I did as he told me and running that shower was really a relief, I stood there at least twenty minutes before toweling me off. This time I did not attempt to get any clothes but just kept the towel around my waist and went into the kitchen where he had already dinner prepared. It was a pleasure to get real food again and I felt quickly much better again, even though I had not done much the past 24 hours, still it was exhausting. He could not help nut smiling as he noticed my still hard dick and asked why I had not jerked in the shower, but I told him I was so relieved with the shower and still happy and horny about the time I spent confined, that I had totally forgotten about doing that. We both laughed about it.

After we finished dinner I helped him clean up the table and dishes then he told me to get to clean up the showroom again. When I had finished we could have a drink and talk a bit more, he had thought about my work with him and wanted to talk about making me a fixed part of his staff. I was happy to hear that and told him I definitely would love to stay for good if he allowed me to keep working for him and would not disappoint him again if he did.

I said I would just put on some pants and do my work quickly then, but he said that would not be needed, nobody would be watching me down there, so I could just do it as I was, even without towel. I smiled, I thought he would like that so I took off the towel and went downstairs naked, just to make sure he is pleased with me working for him and cine indeed nobody would watch I did not care anyway.

I finished this time much quicker than the day before, and this time being free did not mess up anything either, but of course noticed the still empty space in the window, I would ask him later when he was to replace that doll or what his plans were, maybe I could help him, since I was the one breaking it.

After I finished I went back upstairs and found him in his living room, still naked I asked if I could enter or should put something on now, but he waved off and told me to just sit down. He had opened a bottle of beer for me already and we sat as talked. He told me that if I wanted he would be happy to make me a permanent part of his staff, he still looked for one more assistant for the shop since business was slowly growing, but if I wanted I could become part of his shop permanently. I told him I sure would enjoy that and do my best not to disappoint him and anything he wanted me to do I would gladly comply with. He laughed again, mentioning again the phrase of being careful what one says ... I again waved it off as joke that moment. He then told me that he had plans of replacing that broken doll in the window the next day and that I would be certainly part of that, so I could pay my debts by helping him the way he would ask for and then it would be forgotten. I told him that I would gladly do that, I still felt guilty for breaking it and anything he asked I would do to level that debt. He said he would get another beer for us and left to the kitchen, to return with two bottles again and handing me one of them. Then he told me that during evening he will work on the window replacement, so I would tonight have longer hours to work, unpaid for the damage I caused, yet at the end I would see that I did everything needed to satisfy him with it. WE drank the beers and when I was only half down the bottle I suddenly felt a bit dizzy. I told him that and thought maybe the long time in the rubber had this after effect now, but he just smiled and said it was not the rubber, but it was alright, he would take care of me. That was indeed the last I remembered.... now that I am here wondering, I am sure it was him drugging the last beer, but I still don’t know what happened after, where I am, what goes on.

I stood there for quite a long time longer - at least I thought I am standing, before suddenly I heard some cracking noise in my ears and then a voice - it was his voice. He wished me a good morning. Morning? I thought, what happened then in the night, still asking myself, but he continued to say that he was glad to see me there and that all the preparations went well, I made a good picture and sure a good view to his customers. Then he continued that I would not have to try to speak, since that was not possible, also my hearing and my sight were controlled by him, the earphones successfully cut off any noise when switched off and the eye lenses were covered for the time being.

He also said he was sure I was wondering about my current situation, he sure was right, but continued immediately to explain what happened last night. As he said he had to replace the broken mannequin in the window, so since I seemed to be a real rubber and bondage pig not getting enough he had decided the night before that I was to become that new model in the window. Spending my daytime displayed there and still at evenings doing my chores of cleaning and stocking up the shelves. He had been working all night through together with some of his friends, some specialists on some areas to create what was displayed now in his window. After he took me out with some strong sedative he got his friends come over and help him prepare me. I was first made completely hairless, and yes, all hair was gone, the solution they used on my body made sure it would not grow back anymore, not even the eyebrows or eyelashes. I swallowed hard when I heard that, and then felt my throat being strangely filled, not knowing what it was, but also not choking strangely. He continued that they then had created a plaster form of my body which they used to create a form fitting carbon shell for my body. Each limb and part of my body was carefully crafted on to my body parts, polished and now covering me completely; making me look like a black shiny mannequin, all limbs lockable, yet still able to unlock them to give me limited movability in order to perform my nightly work. The way it was done allowed me to be hooked up to a shower tube, the inlet was hidden on top of my head and some carefully crafted channels inside the shell would ensure the water reaches the whole body. I would be showered each evening after work for one hour, making sure all sweat and dirt was gone. In order to feed me, one of his friends inserted tubing into my body, one down the throat into the stomach, big enough to get fluids and soft food flushed down there daily; another two tubes through my nose were inserted into my lounge to make sure of my permanent breathing. My dick - which strangely still was hard and could feel the tight confinements it was locked in - was also covered by a carbon shell, keeping it tightly confined pointing downwards, just revealing a slight hint form the outside as real mannequins would have it, not before though having inserted a permanent catheter into it. This catheter leading into one of the tubes in the plug that had been also fixed in my ass, any fluids would get right up my ass and stay there until the second tube was opened to flush it out, this way I would receive at least once a day a cleaning of my waste up my ass, being mainly fluids and only soft food I would be fed in future, it would not be a problem to clean out my ass daily with flushing it through the two present tubes there in the plug. Now I also actually realized that plug, not before he mentioned it, and now I felt it s size, large than anything I ever had before, and certainly not able to press it out, it was held in place by the carbon confinement of my body.

He then continued that the way I was enclosed now would make it not necessary to ever get out of my shell, and I would from now on live as part of his shop, just as he promised, BE part of his shop, and by taking the place of the broken doll I was paying my debts of breaking it to the fullest extent and I had more than once told him that I’d do anything he wanted to make up for the broken doll. I would not have to worry anymore about loosing my job, not worry about anything at all but do to my job at evenings and spend the rest of my time aside of the shower and feeding in the window where I currently was. Then he said that I should not worry, he was sure I would enjoy my current confinement, as horny as I was on being confined the past day and night, but as well I should not worry either about any time getting released. The way all modifications were made was supposed to be permanent, that is why he had his specialist friends over helping him, there was neither a need to get anything out or off, nor was there actually an option for it. The carbon shell I was sealed in was not bolted or screwed, each part was permanently crafted around my body parts, no seams, no screams, no locks, and they were not to come off again. I was a loner, stranger in town, nobody was missing me, and nobody actually knew about my being here, so no one would search for me here and I would not have any option of getting out either. The nights where I was to do the cleaning and stocking up the shop was locked and any other time I was locked inside the shell, unable to resist or go anywhere. So it was better to get used to my situation now, since it would not change again. I had indeed found my place to be and work for good. He finished with the words that he had promised me that I could stay working for him, and that's exactly what I got now, not that he would leave me a choice now anymore. Then again a slight cracking in the ears and it was silent - totally silent, I really could hear nothing but the slight sound of me breathing through those tubes down my noses.

I wanted to say something to him, tell him that I did not want it, tell him that he could not do that, tell him to let me out, but not the slightest bit of noise came out of me, the tubes down my throat prevented any noise from being created. Then I tried to move, anything, something, but only the slightest bit of movement of muscles was possible, the shell that held me was unforgiving, not at all allowing anything visible to the outside. Instead with all my attempts I felt all the parts that confined me, the large plug now getting somewhat uncomfortable, now that I am so clearly aware of it, I felt the catheter in my dick, felt the tightness on the prison that kept my dick low, bent down, unable to expand, I felt the tubes down my throat, I suddenly felt each inch of my body being hidden under that shell. And I felt the complete helplessness it created. I was doomed, not a single way to move, get out, make myself aware to anyone, doomed to stay here as I was until he would allow me to move again. I tried to sigh, not even that was possible. I was there as prisoner of my boss, slave to his demands, only able to do what he allows me ... and strange enough; I felt my dick trying to get hard again. pain resulted out of this attempt, no space to get hard, and the more I realized this confinement the more I tried to get hard, I was confused - just being told I was made into a doll, a prisoner, a slave, a nothing and nobody, something that is used, a decoration, a worker, no longer able to see, talk, touch anyone, and still, my dick tells me that it is a good thing, that I must enjoy it....

I spent the entire day standing there in the window, thoughts going through my mind, good ones, bad ones, scared and frightened sometimes, panicking sometimes, and then again finding my ease with it as well on moments. By the time the shop closed I had won and lost many fights in my mind and had resigned. I had been thinking of ways to escape, but as far as I knew that material was very robust, unable to break it easily, running away was no option, I did not know how much movement was permitted later anyway when I was to do the work, but I found my chances of escape were zero, so the biggest fight in my mind was to accept the situation and find the good in it, that was the toughest to win, but it seems I did. I had everything I dreamed of, great environment around the stuff I loved, imprisoned on permanent basis, confined - even if not into rubber or leather, still permanently covered by something I considered to be horny, the catheter, plug, tubes, I had not experienced them before, but the way they made me helpless and made me depend on someone, someone who was now controlling my entire body, each limb, each opening, that alone was so horny that it went way over anything I had dreamed of before, and I started to enjoy the very fact of not having any choice in it anymore. I sure would never have agreed to anything like it, too inexperienced I was up to now, but being placed in that situation without choice made it even hornier to me.

That moment I heard the voice again, him telling me it was time for my work and then felt one by one some of the joints on my limbs released. I suddenly could bend the wrists slightly, bend my elbows, just back and forth, not to the sides, yet still bend then, also the ankles, knees, hips were releases and I was helped down off the window display, clumsy stumbling a bit, but managing to stand and even make slight attempts to do small steps. Then suddenly the covers of the eye lenses were removed and I blinked into bright light. It took a bit to get used to it again and see clear, and I saw him stand in front of me with a huge evil grin on his face. He told me to get to work and when finished come upstairs for my shower and feeding, I had two hours to be there, then he left ... and hell... I needed those two hours to clean, I was stiff as a doll can be, hardly capable to do the job proper, but I managed, and it was a huge challenge to get those stairs up, I was 10 minutes late when I arrived. He laughed and said that I will get used to it, in a few years I would not even know anymore how it was to move freely. It sounded shocking ... a few years ... but he was right, he intended to keep me like it for good, so there was no choice but to get used to it. He lead me over to the shower, locked a few joints again and then I suddenly felt water stream inside the shell. Cold water ... I wanted to scream but no go, and I hear him say that he would pick me up in an hour again so I should enjoy, the cold water would help my circulation anyway. I don’t know if it dies or not, but after some time you are used to the temperature and it is just feeling good then, the cold water rinsing through my body and you forget about anything aside, not that I actually heard or saw anything. When the water stopped I noticed him doing something, unable to know what it was I noticed only when I felt my stomach fill, he was feeding me, and it was a lot of whatever, I could neither taste nor feel much of what it was, but my stomach filled, most likely a lot of fluids. when he was finished, the joints were unlocked again and he lead me into the living room, there I was placed into one of the corners opposite of his couch, all joints locked again and I hear him wish me a good night, then silence was around me. I did not know the time, what he did, if he was alone or not, I just stood there, a statue in his living room, until the next day when it was time to get into the window display again.... and many thoughts went thoruhg my mind again, too many ... but I will have to learn now to deal with it, that was my life from now on.... and feeling the pain of my confined dick, I started believing that I will enjoy it ... time will tell ...

So if you ever see an all black shiny mannequin standing in someone’s living room in a corner, known on it, I might hear it....