Debt Bondage Pt 1

Author: polioman
Title: Debt Bondage Pt.1
Date: 21 July 2009

DEBT BONDAGE



“Another day older and deeper in debt” goes the old song. It summed up my situation, 21, unemployed and deeply in debt. I owed $10000 to a loan company. I could not even pay the interest, let alone the capital on my meager social security handouts. I lived in a squalid room in a rough part or the city. The loan company was getting heavier about repayment and I could see no way out. I was getting weekly visits, each more threatening the last. However the next visit was rather different. A rather dandy young man came, who obviously found my dingy room very distasteful, said he had come to offer me a solution to my debt problem. The Acme Finance company, to whom I owed the money was part of a larger group of activities and there were work opportunities within the group. They could offer me work, the wages from which would go to paying off my debt. The more I worked the quicker my debt would be paid off. It sounded so easy and would solve my debt problem. He produced an agreement for me to look at, and if is was agreeable to sign. My debt problems would be a thing of the past.

THE ACME FINANCE COMPANY

DEBT REPAYMENT AGREEMENT


I, Darran James, (the debtor) do hereby confirm that I owe, as at 20th July 2009, The Acme Finance Company a total, including capital and accrued interest, of $10674.12.

I confirm that currently I am unable to repay either interest or capital and agree to work for the Acme Finance Company, or its associates, on the following terms, until the debt is fully discharged.

1. The Acme Finance Company will the debtor at the legal minimum wage, currently £6 per hour, to be updated as legislation changes
2. The Acme Finance Company will provide accommodation and food and for this will deduct 20% of earnings
3. The balance of earnings will be credited to my account reducing the balance owed.
4. The Debtor will work in any capacity required by The Acme Finance Company or its associates and for whatever hours and times are required.
5. The debtor will always wear the uniform required by the the The Acme Finance Company or its associates.
6. The debtor may not leave the premises of The Acme Finance Company or its associates without permission.
7. There is an initial charge of $500 for the uniform. Replacement uniforms will be provided by The Acme Finance Company or its associates.
8. This agreement shall remain in force until the debt is fully discharged.
9. This agreement shall commence on 23rd July 2009

Signed……………………………………………….
The Acme Finance Company

Signed……………………………………………….
Darran James

Dated……………………………………………….




I really had no other optioned and it seemed a way out of an insoluble problem, so I signed there and then. He put the agreement in his case and then explained what would happen now. The Club where I would be working wanted its staff to always be in uniform so he would measure me now for my uniform and in 4 days, on Thursday, he would arrange for my uniform to be delivered and for me to be taken to my work place. I had to strip off for the measuring and he used a special camera which recorded my dimensions. I was told to be ready at any time from 9.00 on Thursday and I should arrange to vacate my room. The next days were spent in anticipation. I arranged to vacate the room and packed up my few belongings. I had a light breakfast on Thursday and just sat there waiting for someone to arrive with my uniform. I did wonder what it would be like. If I was working in a club it would probably be some sort of waiters outfit. It was about 10.30 when two men arrived wearing overalls with ‘The Club ‘on them. They confirmed who I was and that I had signed a labour/debt agreement. Once that was sorted they told me to strip whilst they went and fetched my uniform. They returned with two large wicker baskets. I was stood in my underwear. I was told to strip properly and take everything off, which I did, feeling rather nervous as I stood there stark naked. I became very nervous when I was handed a heavy pair of elasticated rubber pants and told to put the on but not to pull them right up. I had no choice but to obey. I then had to stand with my legs slightly apart and was told I would now have my diaper put on. I explained I did not want a diaper, but was told what I wanted was irrelevant and I would be diapered. It was externally black and very thick, and it was put on me and the velcros fastened after which the pants were pulled up over it. It was very bulky and kept my legs slightly apart. They then put on a canvas diaper harness which had shoulder straps and held the diaper firmly in place. They then produced a heavy one piece rubber suit into which I was put. It was not a tight fit and felt cold and damp where it touched me. It had closed feet and a high collar. It was zipped up at the rear and fastened with a padlock. The outside was shiny black, but it had yellow cuffs on the sleeves. I was told to walk round the room to make sure it all fitted ok. I was now fitted with boots which went on over the rubber suit feet. The boots was a standard 10” heavy duty industrial boots. The left one was fitted with a solid 4” riser. The riser was leather covered to match the boot and was weighted with 5kg. The boot had a steel toecap with the steel extending down the front of the riser. The riser had a flat rubber covered sole. The riser was tubed just above the sole and fitted with a knee length brace and had a back stop.. With the raised boot on one leg some compensation was needed on the other leg. This was the same 10” boot with steel toe cap, but fitted with a 4” patten riser. The patten was about 1” thick, made of leather covered wood, with a flat rubber sole and about the same size as the boot sole. There are front and rear metal mountings onto the sole of the boot, giving about a 3” gap between the top of the patten and the sole of the boot. This boot was also tubed, in the patten and fitted with a full length brace. The boots were put on and the braces fastened and various straps padlocked so I could not get them off. I was stood up. It felt very strange as I was now 4” taller and the boots and their braces felt very heavy as I moved. I then had a 3” black leather belt put round my waist and fastened up. It had black leather pouch on the left, like the ones telegraph boys used to wear but larger. On the right was a plastic box, about 3” wide, 5” deep and 1” thick. It had a wire from it with an ear piece on the end which the man put in my right ear. He then told me I would get my helmet. He handed me the helmet. It was black leather lined with rubber. Cylindrical in shape with a flat top, open bottom, eye and mouth slits, it was about 10” diameter and over 12” high and fairly heavy. It went over my head. Inside the top of the helmet there is a headpiece, like a solid skull cap, which is shaped to fit my head and comes down to just above my eye brows, which went in the top of the helmet. It was too low so he removed it and put some spacers between the top of the headpiece and the top of the helmet which adjusted the helmet to line up my eye and mouth opening. About 2” up the inside of the helmet from the bottom is a ½” wide by ½” deep ledge, which widens at three places to hold a downward pointing spigot which would rest on the 2” deep split collar made of high impact plastic which went round my neck. The two halves were located on dowels and the helmet was then lowered over the collar, in which are three holes for the spigots, so it rests in the ledge. The spigots are threaded and there is a recess in the underside of the collar to take the nuts which are then fastened holding the helmet in place so I cannot take it off. The front spigots are 2” long so the nut and end of the spigot is flush with the underside of the collar. The rear spigot is longer and the end has a hole through it so a padlock can be inserted to ensure I could not attempt to remove the helmet. It felt very claustrophobic and I had to look out through the eye slits which restricted my vision. I felt very frightened. I had expected to be given something like a waiter’s uniform, shirt, jacket & trousers and here I was encased in a rubber suit, fitted with leg braces and wearing a hideous helmet. When I tried to ask about what was happening I was curtly told that the men were merely there to fit my uniform and then to take me to my place of work and I should be quiet. They collected my few belongings which were in a case and also collected my papers and the room key and took them out, together with the now empty baskets telling me to wait in the room. I just stood there staring out from the helmet. It was a warm day and I was beginning to sweat in the rubber. I was aware of the bulk of the diaper round my bum and between my legs. After a few minutes the senior of the two men returned and told me it was time to go. Walking was not too easy with the weighted boot and the braces. The suit creaked as I moved. My room was on the first floor so I had to negotiate the steps in the braces. He told me to do it a step at a time, putting my rigid right leg down first. I felt awful as I struggled down the steeps, but it was even worse when I had to go out through the door and into the street in my ‘uniform’. Fortunately there was hardly anyone around as I walked the 50 yards or so to the waiting van. I felt my face flush, but of course no one could see it in the helmet. It was sunny and I felt the warmth of the sun on the black rubber of the uniform. I was helped into the van and the seat belt fastened and then a locked waist belt put on to prevent me escaping. He closed the van door, got in the driving seat and set off. What lay ahead I did not know, but I feared it would not be good. However I had signed the papers and there was no turning back.


To be continued