Community of Bondage Part 3

Author: Cherubbsub
Title: Community of Bondage Part 3
Date: 12 May 2013

A clear tube moves down over the slave and the hiss of air was just detectable as the seals met.

The tube begins filling with a thick blue liquid which rises slowly from the floor. Without any air-tubes the slave panics and struggles to free himself, without success.

After about 30 seconds of the liquid being well over the slave’s head, the level goes down and the slave is covered from top to toe in the thick blue goo.

The tube surrounding him rises to expose him to our environment again, as high-pressure water hoses rid the slave of the blue stuff, but to our shock he has no hair!

A mechanical machine then moves down over his head from above and appears to shrink around his head, holding his exhausted body in a vertical position.

His bondage stool falls away and all the slaves on the floor finally get to see how big the plug inside all of us actually is!

Like a large chrome triple headed instrument of torture. That must have taken some work to get it into my virginal arsehole.

“The hair on this slave’s body has been removed by a ‘substance’, which I’m sure you’re all dying to know what it is but even I don’t know. All I do know is that it removes hair, and it doesn’t grow back” said the Master in a, ‘matter of fact’ sort of demeanour.

A tube is connected to the catheter and he is filled with more clear liquid, I can hear his groans from inside the massive solid helmet encasing his head.

A rubber suit is brought out and his now tired legs are forced into their new home. The suit is pulled up his body, gripping his raw, super-clean skin. The fit is extra tight and the two rubber-men struggle to get the suit up to his neck but it fits, contracting the boy’s body, as it just hangs from the machine his head is trapped inside of.

Pieces of armour are placed onto his limbs and torso and stuck into place, systematically encasing him in another toughened layer.

His Cock is pulled out of the suit and encased in another machine that seems to pull viscously on his cock and balls. His genitals snap back out of the machine and they are perfectly covered in rubber with the catheter coming out of the end, the join to the rubber suit is now sealed.

The machine on his head hisses and expands to release him from his fixed bondage. He falls to the floor and is picked up by the two tall rubber-men.

He is bent over a bar and another plug of similar size to the bondage stool is inserted into him. A solid looking piece of armour is placed onto his crotch, holding his Penis, Testicles and Anus captive, the armour locks into position and it looks like there would be no chance of getting this chastity device off.

The next stage would make this even harder. The slave is Lifted onto a metal chair, rather like an electric chair. His already thickly gloved hands are pushed into Padded mitts and are locked in place.

The slave is strapped into the chair and the Master again gets up and says,
“You will all start off like this, but the more trust I have in you, the more freedom I give you when I’m not using you. You will all sleep, eat and drink wearing these suits and I will decide where and when your outfit will change. Last piece of skin to cover up is the head, and I want you all to pay close attention to this”.

A posture collar is fitted, which pushes his chin up, surrounds the slave’s neck and a tube is forced down the boy’s throat to the sound of his gagging.

More tubes are fed down the slave’s nostrils, probably his feeding tubes, A mouthpiece, which looks like a gum shield but with a top and bottom, is slid along the breathing tube and is inserted into the boy’s mouth, another tube from the gag is filled with liquid and the collar is removed.

The man on this stage who was once sitting next to me is looking at me, even though his eyes are black and depersonalised, is it pleasure or pain? Shock or despair?

“And the piece de resistance” the master exclaims, holding up a forbidding looking hood, I see the slave whom I don’t know disappear into a form fitting rubber hood first, which is sealed at the neck to the rubber already covering his body.

Not really knowing him or his face, I wouldn’t know him if he bumped into me on the street tomorrow morning, strangely that wont be happening either as this fate is going to happen to me sooner or later……..

The realisation of what is happening is exciting me and scaring me in equal measure, The second hood has multiple straps and lacing down the back but it also has a Gas mask front with shaded eyepieces and two locks are clicked shut at the back and wires at the side of the hood are tucked in.

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