Burglar's Unexpected Holiday Part 3 BORIS IS PREPARED

Author: StoryCub
Title: Burglar’s Unexpected Holiday Part 3 (BORIS IS PREPARED)
Date: 16 March 2014

PRELUDE: I want to apologize to all who have waited for a continuation of the story of Boris. I have worked on this for a while now, but felt inspired more lately. This is my way of saying thank you to Eckie for everything he does on the sight and I still think that his stories are very inspired. Love the feedback I got from my first story and hope this answers some of the questions posed. If you need to reference previous stories, they are in August of 2012. ENJOY!!!



BORIS, our unfortunate burglar, has been forced into sentry duty by the diabolic owners of a house he had been watching for weeks as he prepared for its ransacking. But caught off guard by a trap planted by the owners, he has now lost all his options to leave the house. He has only one duty to do, but with many distractions. He must present himself as an image of someone being home while the owners are away on holiday. Meanwhile, he has been rendered, mute, semi-deaf, with limited sight, and bound helplessly into a hunched cowboy. Even worst, was being in forced chaste while a huge plug in his ass rapes him as he does his only duty leaving him in a state of extreme horniness.

Boris can feel his cock twitching as it bends back pointing toward his fully plugged ass. He came to the place hoping to get a good take, and now, all he wants is to release the cum building up inside him like a capped volcano. Boris begins to ponder his ways as he continues his cowboy walk within the living room. What would he have to do to please his captors? Would he be forced to turn himself in to the authorities? Would they try to break his will completely? They can try he thinks to himself. However, the thrum on his cock brings him ever closer to his primal urges and driving him closer to do whatever it takes to get thru the situation.

The tops enjoy themselves as they talk about ideas for getting this dream come true bearish man to become their live-in slave and to cater to their every whim. They decide to leave him in his predicament for the night, but in the morning, they will drive by to remotely turn off his tormenting device built in his butt plug. Meanwhile, they will go for a long breakfast and see if he will fall asleep from all his exertions.

Boris is exhausted from his night of patrolling and is thankful to see the sunrays begin to break through the blinds. It is a small consolation though since he still must maintain his motion or face the possible sexual insanity he has already experienced. He knows however, that he can only rest for a short time before the butt plug will slowly build back up in intensity. His body has not let him down yet, but he can feel his muscles pleading within him to take a break. He collapses back onto the couch. A surge of pain causes a scream that bursts into the unforgiving faceplate gag that only comes out as a long grunt at best, as the butt plug is plunged even deeper into him. He turns on his side and begins to dose off as he awaits the inevitable frenzy within his butt. He falls asleep, hoping to just get a good 10 minute nap before having to go back to his duties, not even realizing that all his torments have been relieved.

The owners open the front door as quiet as possible hoping to find a sleeping bear before them. They were ecstatic to see the prize exactly the way they wanted him. They glide over to the couch so subtly that they don’t even think that Ben could hear them. One grabs a blindfold from an end table. The other owner pulls out the ring of keys that holds Boris’s freedom. He unlocks the chastity cover as he admires the great size of the member before him. He slowly coaxes the cock out of its sheath and gently pulls it forward to an already semi rigid state. Long slow stroking of the thief’s cock is begun. The two grin in astonishment at seeing the monster grow. Standing at full attention before them is a 13 inch tool for their pleasure and to Boris’s torment. The two kiss passionately and then one goes into their dungeon to prepare for the next step, as the other carefully teases the cockhead before him.

Boris opens his eyes and looks out into the sunrise. He looks around in shock to find himself having a long rest in a hammock between two palm trees. A Hawaiian waitress comes by to serve him with a glass of orange juice. Boris thanks her and tries to start up a conversation with her. She gives him a gracious smile and lets him speak.

“OH, my god, I just woke up from a crazy nightmare. I dreamt that I had lost all my freedom to some homeowners that I had robbed. I am so glad to see your gorgeous face. ”

He reaches out and grabs onto her hand trying to make her realize how thankful he was to be there. He is amazed, however, by the attraction he has to the waitress and senses his cock growing uncontrollably. He tries to pull the waitress onto the hammock with him to satisfy his craving, but she retaliates with hitting him in the face with her service plate. He rolls over, falling off the hammock onto the ground.

He attempts to push himself back to his feet but finds that his arms now unable to move. He attempts to open his eyes, but there is nothing but darkness. He slowly comes out of his grogginess to realize he is back in his nightmare, but things are different somehow. He finds his hands have been freed and stretched upward with what feels like metal spacer bars between his wrists and his elbows. His legs seem to be in the same situation with spacer bars between his ankles and his knees. All of them have a space of 2 feet between them. The bar between his wrists is suspended from the ceiling. He finds his feet left to dangle as he stretches his toes down to touch the floor. Then, he realizes what he has wanted for the last 24 hours, his cock has been freed. He rocks his hips around hoping that something was there to touch it. He now curses the vacuous feeling within his butt. Boris is shocked by the scream he hears as cold water is sprayed on him.

He cries out, “What are you doing?”

He hears the response, “We must clean you up after your long night to prepare you for your weekend out. Just shut up and enjoy the scrubbing.”

Boris begins to relax finally as they wash down every part of his body with his cock craving more attention than it was getting. He starts to fantasize about the Hawaiian waitress to get his cock back to full erection again. He yelps as an intruder is stuck back into his ass again. He senses it is a nozzle of some sort.

One of the tops says, “We need to clean your insides as well as your outside. You may feel some bloating.”

Boris loses all focus on his erection as his butt is filled to new dimensions with water and then released. After this is done three more times, the tops are finally satisfied with the results.

As Boris recovers from the experience, the tops attach a cock ring and leash to his cock and tell Boris that they are going to lower him to his feet. He is to follow the pull on his cock to his next destination. If there are no problems, they tell him, then he may be allowed to release his cum.

Boris feels his feet land firmly on the wet floor. His mind reels with the idea of relief from all the backed up cum within. So much so, that he almost loses his balance when the top pulls on his cock to move forward. He labors forward with the spacers still between his legs and his arms. His arms stretched out in front of him. Boris, now, thinks of himself as a blind horny Frankenstein praying that the tops will see his cooperation to give him the much needed reward. The tops guide him next to a leather covered table with strategically placed holes in it. On the table lays the new equipment to incorporate into their training. They release his legs from the space bars and start spreading baby powder all over his lower body and buttocks. Then they release him from his space bars on his arms and remind him of how great his release will be when they are done. The tops, in awe, spread the baby powder all over his upper body and arms. Boris even helps spread it on his arms. They put a modified heavy duty rubber cat suit in front of him and tell him to lift his leg up. They slide the first leg up to his waist. Boris puts his leg down and lifts his other leg with no guidance. Boris is astonished at how sensual the rubber feels as his second leg slips easily in. The top tells him to put his arms out in front of him as they pull the suit up and over his arms. Boris is startled a little as he finds that his hands can only be comfortable when in a fist at the end of the sleeves. With the rubber suit now up to his neck, they secure the thick collar around his neck. Boris can only feel the slickness of the rubber rubbing against his body causing his cock to begin growing. The tops zip the zipper up his back and enjoy the sight as the rubber envelopes the shape of his body. A small lock is placed thru the zipper attaching it to the collar.

The tops tell Boris to get up on the table and lie on his back. Boris climbs carefully on the table. He feels something else beneath him as he gets situated. The tops move to the object quickly to position it under him. Boris is bothered by the fact his cock is fully hard while he lies on the table. One top grabs hold of Boris’s manhood and glides his fingers gently up the shaft. Boris groans in ecstasy, not noticing the other top positioning and sliding his arm into a sleeve. Boris shakes his head back and forth as the top reaches the edge of his cockhead. At that moment, Boris’s other arm is slid into the second sleeve. His legs are positioned next to each other and forced into the bottom of the sack. Boris snaps out of his euphoria a little when he hears a zipper and his legs are getting more and more immobile. The top stroking his cock abruptly stops as he pulls another collar shut around Boris’s neck, followed by the final zipper pulled from the neck down to just above Boris’s raging hard on. Boris attempts to struggle but finds himself trapped once again.

The tops smile at themselves and look over their accomplishment before them but there is many more finishing touches to be done. They split up as one gets to work lacing up the D-rings on each side of the zippers going down the middle of Boris’s body. Inch by inch, Boris can feel his body losing more of its movement. The top ties off the ropes after going thru each set of D-rings. Then goes back over each lacing a second time to remove any possible slack there is. As the final stage to Boris’s cocoon, straps are cinched up around his ankles, his knees, his thighs, his belly, and his chest. Boris, now, squirms within his rubber cat suit and attempts to pull his knees up. As he does, the top grabs the toe part of the sleepsack and puts a rope thru the D-ring located there and pulls it down hard. He attaches the rope to the bottom of the table. He goes to the head of the table and attaches two more rope to D-rings connected at each of Boris’s shoulders. Meanwhile, the other top comes back with a gag with a tube leading from a I.V. like bag plugged into the gag. Both tops lift Boris slightly up, pulling him up further to the head of the table. Boris screams at them, as he feels his toes forced to point straight toward the end of the table. Satisfied, the tops tie off the ropes at his shoulders to the head of the table.

Boris struggles to try to move anywhere but he hears a top laugh and say, “You aren’t going anywhere, but we have prepared something for you.”

“Whaaaaa mmmpph”, is all Boris got out as the tops quickly shove a penis plug gag deep into his mouth. The gag is buckled tightly behind his head and as a final insult, a padlock to put on the buckle.

The top now pulls up another table next to Boris and places a laptop on it. He plugs the laptop to a machine sitting next to it and starts up the computer and the machine.

Meanwhile, Boris is frustrated with the betrayal caused by his insatiable cock. His legs almost feel paralyzed with his toes stuck in a ballet position. His arms pinned tightly to his sides. His hands can open slightly but what good are they under the two layers. He wants to reach up and grab hold of his cock to finish his cravings. But in his situation, the cock might as well be 100 feet away, rather than the reality of only 1 foot away. WHY DID HE HAVE TO PICK THIS HOUSE? As he curses himself, he senses something coming thru the penis gag. He rolls his tongue around the gag to find the taste of some liquid. As he moves his tongue around, he feels a small bump on the bottom of the penis head of the gag. Boris plays with the bump to find out it is a lever that moves up and down the shaft of the penis gag. As he continues to do this, a sweet substance slides down his throat. Boris becomes consumed with getting all the sweet stuff there is. He stokes the penis gag for all it’s worth, even forgetting his complete helplessness.

One of the tops tugs at the other and points to the bag of protein shake disappearing quickly. Pleased with the result, they decide to break for some lunch themselves while the machine continues to boot up.

While one top goes and prepares things for their lunch, the other sits on the couch and looks at the grandfather clock. An evil smile grows across his face. He grabs a remote off the end table and presses a button to remove Ben’s buttplug setting from random. He slides another button up to max level. Then opens his pants and stokes his cock slowly knowing that Ben is in for a brutal raping by the plug within his butt. He moves toward the clock and listens carefully while stoking his cock harder. He can now hear the faint sound of Ben attempting to scream. This only turns the top on even more. He grabs the funnel that leads to Ben’s feeding system as he shoots his load into the funnel almost collapsing from the relief. He holds the funnel up to make sure all of his man juice gets added to Ben’s taste buds. He sits back down on the couch and enjoys the thoughts of Ben trying to express in any way possible the Hell that he is in. The other top comes back from the kitchen and passes a plate of food to his diabolical partner.

After having a long relaxing lunch, the top that cooked goes to clean the dishes. The other top grabs the remote again and resets Ben’s buttplug back to random knowing that Ben has been abused to the maximum. His cock twitches at this thought again, but his partner comes back and they head back to their dungeon.

They find that Boris has emptied the protein shake bag and decide to exchange the bag with one filled with water knowing that he is sweating within the confines of the cat suit. A cylinder is pulled out from a shelf under the machine that was hooked to the computer. This cylinder resembles one that can be found on the Venus 2000 masturbation machine but with more wires and tubes attached. Each of the wires goes to a sensor mounted inside the cylinder. There are five places for the tubes to connect. Two are for controlling the baffles inside. One is for controlling a plunger on one end of the cylinder. The last two are for blowing frigid air within the confines of cylinder. The tops plug all of the devices into the machine and move toward the helpless volunteered subject.

When Boris senses that there is no more taste coming from his penis gag anymore, the world of confinement is brought back to the forethoughts in him. He attempts to struggle again in anyway but as he does his skin and fur glide within the rubber. For some strange reason, Boris is found to be sensitized by the rubber. The reaction, unfortunately for him, is his large member controlling his thoughts again. The more he moves the harder his cock gets. But there is nothing to finish it. He finally feels something dripping in his mouth again and goes back to working his tongue on the penis head. It is not the sweet stuff that he found before but does not care since it takes his mind off the need to cum. Just as he started to ease himself, he feels his cock grabbed and something engulf the full length of his monster. The device is situated so his cock is pointing straight up inside it. He thinks to himself that this is it. He is going to be relieved!

On that thought, Boris suddenly hears a zipper underneath the table. Noooooo, wait he thinks to himself. It is too late. He feels a cool breeze on his ass as a zipper is opened on the sleepsack and on the rubber catsuit.

The top takes pleasure in the grunting from Boris as he begins prepping the subject for the ass plug sensor. This plug will help the machine learn the position of the prostate and what motion gives the best reaction on Boris’s sexual wants. They pull the sensor wires and a tube from the base of the plug and pull the zippers on the cat suit and sleepsack closed enough to hold the plug in place. The final two sensors are taped on each side of Boris’s forehead as another possible means for the machine to control him.

With everything connected, the top sits in front of the computer and goes into the program for the machine. The first thing pulled up is a generated diagram of Boris’s full erection. The second is a generated diagram of his ass cavity and the exact position of his prostate. They continue down the menus setting up the volume of the computer so Boris can hear the computer commands.

Boris hears the computer saying,” Calibrating for new subject.”

Boris suddenly feels freezing air blowing around his cock. His member is brought down to a parade rest position. Boris hears the computer say,” Zero percent point.”

Boris then feels as the air in the baffles stroke ever slowly bringing his cock back to getting more and more extension. Boris feels the desires building up deep inside him. It is finally going to happen he thinks.

The machine works precisely with each stoke on his cock learning more and sensing the reaction of the subject. With Boris back to a fully erect cock, the stroking ceases immediately. Boris hears the computer say,” Ninety percent point.”

Boris is left panting and hanging on the edge again. He hears one of the tops say,” This is going to take the rest of the night to get to one hundred percent edge of cumming, plus all the other information that the computer needs to acquire about its subject. “

The other top responds,” We need to go to the bar to have them prepare for our victim this weekend anyway.”

Boris screams into his gag as he hears the dungeon door close and the computer says,” Adding anal stimulation to subject.”