Disappearing

Author: eckie
Title: Disappearing
Date: 27 November 2016

The ad read strangely interesting: disposal of your slave, no use for him anymore, found a replacement, let us take care of it. no information about the slave needed, no limits on age, looks or experiences, we arrange the disappearance for you, you can be sure nobody will see or hear from your slave again, he will be placed where nobody will find him again. no exchange of personal data required, completely anonymous for all involved. at the end a common google mail address was added.

now - I did not have a slave to dispose of, but the idea of someone not being aware of what was to come and permanently disappearing into an unknown place of future slave life was appealing to me, for a long time I played with such thought, how it would be to live a life as mere slave and leaving everything behind, not that I was in some major troubles, but I got often tired of having to deal with all those quirks of life without seeing progress or the chance for things to get easier in any foreseeable future. Of course I also often thought about advertising for a life as another man's slave and property, beginning new somewhere else, but at the end I was too much of a coward to actually make the steps towards that, overthinking everything too much, not really seeing myself being able to step out of this unwanted current life, too many obligations for home, mortgages, debts, but as well family and friends one just does not want to miss either. So naturally when reading this ad my mind drifted immediately into the possibilities, since everything was anonymous, why not pretend to have a slave for disposal and sort of naming myself for it, who would know that it is the same person offering and being subject of it.

with the anonymity of this whole ad and proposed process I thought I can just give it a shot, being able to stop any time anyway whilst nobody has names or locations yet. so I decided to send an email to that address, telling that I had a badly trained and hardly useful slave property at hands that I needed to get rid of, since he was not worthy being sold or handed to any Master I know and definitely did not deserve being released to freedom either, asking what the needed procedure would be in order to have him delivered or retrieved by them.

I did expect a reply soon, so was rather disappointed when the coming days nothing arrived, after a week even thinking it was probably not real or serious, just some scam or dirty fantasy of someone else and stopped even thinking much about it. several weeks later however I found suddenly a reply in my mailbox... a few questions only, what country and city that slave was available in, how soon that slave was to be disposed and the request of either a face image in order to have him recognized or a specific location where that slave would be easily found by them in time then. I had not expected a reply anymore but then again, now that I had one I did expect more details on the whole, but thinking about it, they did mention that not much details or information would be required. it did however still leave that option for me open to stop at any time, since neither my name nor my face image would be required to go one step further. so I replied that same evening then about my own location and mentioned that the slave in question was doing a basic couriers job and could easily be ordered to any place for pickup of some goods. I did not think about details, but it sounded easy and logical to pretend it this way.

again no reply for weeks, and again I had given up expecting one, after some time I completely forgot about it, putting it away as being not real anyway.

several months later I got a letter from a well-known fetish manufacturer, I had ordered in the past from them a few times, so being in their database for such unexpected commercial letters was not unusual. A roadshow was taking place and would be in my location as well, getting invited to visit and profit from a proper discount for anything bought on the show, a range of new products as well as current would be displayed and demonstrated.

Nothing unusual so far, as it happened in the past and a few times I even visited such demo shows, finding out that when bought at the last day of it there are enormous discounts to get on those items used for the demos throughout the show. a few of the items in my basement were purchased like that and happily used in the past. What intrigues me on this one however was the addition at the end, they were looking for local volunteers for the demos, with a phone number to call in case of interest. that was something my dick responded to, knowing their products I was sure I would be more than interested to try out several of them, and most likely buy those then at the end of the show as used items.

the next day I called already, asking about this volunteering deal, we talked about generic info, physical stats, availability of course at the time of the show, special areas I would preferred have interest in, telling me about the various leather items, rubber, steel products and limited sex toys they would demo there. I gave them the info and my preferences for steel and was told that they have a new item in their catalogue that I will definitely be interested in, so we agreed to meet the day before the show opens for an intake and the details.

it was a few weeks to go and I just went my usual business, but was definitely looking forward to it. when finally the day came I showed up at he given address, a small warehouse at the border of the city. when arriving I saw a few cars and vans stand on the outside, so obviously people busy with preparations, wondering if maybe some also were those volunteers. I entered and looked around, seeing lots crates and boxes staples around and on the side behind them a small booth, inside a few guys talking and busying themselves with paperwork. I went up there and knocked on the door, one immediately came up to me asking if I was here for the take-in, which I confirmed, was offered one of the chairs inside that booth and asked if I wanted a coffee, unfortunately they did not have anything else present to offer, but I was fine with that.

we immediately began talking about my preferences, the one talking with me having a sheet of paper in his hands reading, obviously the info we talked about a while ago on the phone, he mentioned that he can see I am interested in steel, asking if there was anything specific, as in collars or shackles or cages, or if it was generically anything made of steel. I told him anything that restricts, restrains and most of all is locked is what gets me going, we laughed both at that then. he told me that they had a new line of cages in production which they based on my previous phone conversation had prepared, if I wanted I would have a look at it in a moment and we could decide if that was something I be willing to demo during the show. of course I was curious but soon I see.

we asked also about preference in terms of outfit, if I would agree to be displayed naked or in which kind of fetish I may prefer, they could offer from a simple short made of leather, rubber, neoprene or even just a simple underwear brief up to full coverage, in army, leather, rubber, but also would have no issues with me being in my regular street clothing as well, the choice could be mine, either of that will be fine as it is less about the clothes I wear but more about the demo of the toys they sell, naturally if I get dressed up, that adds to the parts out of their portfolio that I could demonstrate during the show. should I decide for the one or other outfits they provide, they would have to negotiate with me about those, based on hygienic regulations, I might have to keep those items at the end of the show, at least those that could not be sold as used anymore either, but they would agree to sort of make that part of the compensation fees they planned for give the volunteers, instead of getting a higher discount on their products, already assigning a few of the items as payment. I was more than happy to hear that, having planned to spend money on a few items here anyway, also of course it influenced my decision to tell that I was more than happy to demo also some of the toys and clothing they had in their assortment, knowing I might get those either free or very cheap at the end then.

I told him that I have no issues with butt toys, chastity, shackles of any kind, chains, hoods, gags and so on, and if all that is combined with rubber, from a simple short up to full coverage, I will be more than happy to follow. he smiled and said he was certain I would not have any issues with it and they had indeed a variety in their supplies here in the warehouse that would be of use for that. he then said that it would be good to check out what could be used for me and try out the fit of them, so that for the next day on the show there would not be any surprises of items not being usable. I agreed and followed him out of the booth.

he went directly to one of the larger crates and opened it, telling me that this was what they had in mind for my demo. once it was open I certainly had trouble hiding my hard-on... a sort of gibbet cage inside it, but not one cage where a person is inside in complete, but more shaped to the body, with the individual limbs as well encased in the various steel straps and bars then, so each leg separate, each arm separate enclosed yet held tight on the body, even the features of a head well designed to show nose, light bulks at the ears, yet bars well placed to cover the eyes and even the mouth. all of that made of shiny polished steel, about one-inch-wide steel straps, neatly welded and cleanly finished. he must have seen my reaction on that as he smiled and dais that he guessed I might like that, I could just nod, would not have brought clear words out of my mouth.

still staring at the gibbet cage he asked if I would be happy with for example full rubber or leather coverage head to toe, especially as that would have a good effect together with the shiny of the steel surrounding the body then. I just nodded, mumbling something of both in layers would be fine too, still looking at the cage with fascination, imagining myself inside, checking its size and already thinking it may be tight but probably fit, even if I have to make my body fit inside.

a tap on my shoulder brought me back to actually listen closer to him, with him telling me that I should not worry, I would be seeing more of that cage soon anyway, but should rather decide what else I would be willing to demo for them. I laughed and so did he. we went through a few of the crates and boxes he had opened already, with each of them my eyes just getting bigger and my dick harder. he of course noticed and then said, you know what, let's try it on now, I have already lined out what I would like to use and we take it as we get along. I smiled and told him I love to do that.

he said obviously the cage will be the final item, so in order to try on the rest I should strip, if I mind then I could use one of the toilets for that, but there was nothing he would not have seen many times before. I agreed and said that I would be on display for who knows how many show visitors, so shyness should not be part of me then. while I got undressed right there then, packing my clothes folded on one of the still closed boxes, he grabbed some of the items of various boxes already.

The first one being a chastity belt, one I stared at before when he opened that box, definitely as favored as the gibbet cage to me. it was a full belt, covering front and back, more a sort of briefs made of steel, I had seen similar ones, but this was not of that brand, similarity but definitely a different one. he told me it is brand new, and had been made according to the measures I had given, so should certainly fit, I was impressed that they would make it to my specs, then again it was slightly adjustable so would eventually fit the one or other person too. he said naturally with its embedded features it would be one of the items they could no longer sell, once I had it on me. so if I agreed to have it on, it would be put into the planned compensation fees, at the end counting it all up and if there was something to pay, I still get a definitely generous discount, as I was willing to demo all this amount of gear for them. I nodded enthusiastically, definitely wanted to get this belt on me, but he continued with those mentioned features, telling me it does not just include the dick and balls, but there was as well a catheter tube of steel embedded inside that tube and also a plug fixed into the back part of it, neither of them were removable, so I could not try it on without those. if I would not want to, they could choose something else instead of this belt.

catheter and plug were of course not anticipated initially by me, but I 'wanted´ that belt on, so without much thinking agreed. he prepared some lube and made sure the two parts of that belt were lubed in the right places for me, handing me some to lube my dick and butt hole a little as well, that would make it easier then. unfortunately, of course I had a raging hard-on by now, but he waved, saying it will not be much of a problem, as the feel of the catheter being inserted will cause its reaction for sure and allow to put that front part on proper. he was indeed right, once he started inserting my dick into the embedded tube of that front, automatically that meant the embedded steel catheter went into my piss hole, the initial pain, not as bad as I imagined, caused my dick to soften rather quick, at least to a state that made insertion into the belts tube fully possible. once it was settled in place, the disturbing feeling of the insertion faded immediately and instead I felt getting more hard again quickly, just now no longer being able to...

he told me then to hold on to that front part while he worked the back. lots of lube was applied, making it not too difficult to find entry into my butt hole with the embedded plug, a little coldness caused me to twitch my butt muscles, but once I relaxed again he kept pushing slowly further and further, and even though that size plug was probably the max I could handle at its widest part, after some time of working together it settled in its place, and with that the back part of the belt settled around my arse too, touching the front part. he quickly placed both parts in line for the embedded mechanism to snap together, and as they obviously used my measures, it fitted like a proper tight brief on me now, just with the added ´features' I felt on dick and butt now. he asked if it felt ok or twitched anywhere, but I told him that it seemed to be just in the right place, made for me and despite the inserts inside it felts rather comfortable on me. he laughed and said at times it will definitely not be that comfy, but he was glad to hear.

He then brought a lump of rubber, telling me that this one-piece suit has been designed with the view on this special cage, so has a few features that match for that cage, but of course could be used in different ways without cage equally. it was made of very thick, rather stiff rubber, not the ideal for walking around all evening in it he said, but inside that cage it was merely one position the person would hold for extended times, that would rather support the thickness of that suit then. it did have some extras around butt and crotch allowing a connection to the chastity, as well as the full coverage of the inside of the mouth, including covering the tongue in rubber, yet still allowing a tube for breathing inside, a tube which also could be attached to that steel strap that was located exactly on top of the mouth on that cage. additionally, to support the safety of breathing some nose tubes were embedded also, the pin holed eyes were inside lined with dimmed plastic, allowing some but not much sight, however that other strap on the cage over the eyes would anyway not allow to see. the gloves of the suit were finger-less also, forming more or less some mitts, not for a fist, but a flat hand, several parts of the suit have been enhanced, extra thickness and extra stability, as the hands for example, preventing being in or using them, similar the neck, acting slightly as posture collar. all in all, it was a suit that would not be suitable for going out to the bar for a drink, but more for the play in the dungeon where the victim would not be walking around too much.

my dick definitely attempted responding to all that, to no available however, but I told him to bring it on, I was curious if it fitted well enough to demo it the next day. since it was all prelubed it would not be too much hassle he said, though the thickness and stiffness - it was 2 mm thick rubber all over and partially thickened as said - will make it some work. the opening was from just above the neck part to about half way down the back only, so I sat down and we got my feet inside first, with quite some working together we managed to get it all set up over my hips, smoothening was not really needed, thick enough and obviously made to my size it sat on my both tight and lean immediately. we continued getting my hands inside the sleeves, the more difficult part was passing the tight wrists to get my hands inside those mitts and once managed the suit went over my shoulders, leaving just my head, a thick head shaped rubber item dangling right in front of my face now.

he then told me to breather a few times and then hold my breath while he was pulling the hood up and making sure the mouth part and nose tubes are placed correctly, then I would be able to breathe normal again. I did as told and once he pulled the stiff hood over my head it turned dark for a while, then finally I could see dimmed shadows through those pinholes, that plastic coverage on the inside indeed took away quite some of the sight. at the same time the vision was restored to this limited level I felt those tubes up my nose slipping in place, deeper than I had imagined, but settled well, I was breathing fine through the nose immediately, and of course that big lump of rubbery taste in my mouth now. he told me to work with him to adjust that part, finding my way with my tongue into its place while he was using his fingers to ensure it is folding inside my mouth proper to cover lips, cheeks, teeth. once it felt right I nodded and he asked if I did feel alright, if the rubber inside was smooth enough or still needed adjusting, but it felt indeed all in its right place, however I of course had nothing but rubber to feel and taste inside my mouth now. I wanted to tell him that it is already but immediately noticed that a little grunting was all that was possible now, I could breathe through that mentioned tube, but speech was so restricted, no tongue to use, and no real word was possible to come out now. he laughed a little and said he forgot to mention that the full coverage inside the mouth would have that affect too, but throughout the demo I was not really needed to talk, so that was a planned nut for the demo not disturbing effect of that suit.

I nodded, additionally tried touching the chastity belt where my dick is supposed to be, leading to him laughing again, telling me that he can imagine I would love to work on that, but neither the hands are much of feel and use, nor the belt would allow that for the time being. I managed some more or less whining noise to come out but more was not possible, he was indeed right, I would have loved to stroke that dick, the one desperate to expand to its full glory, yet feeling more pain than pleasure because of that. he continued that it would be soon ok and of we continued we could finish the trying out soon, so that I could get my relief then probably soon.

I again nodded and waited what was to come. he said it was time for the cage and took me by the arm, leading me towards it. it was still inside its crate but the other sides of it had been removed by now already. he explained that there were a number of snap locks around its frame at the place where the front and back half would join, one Master key would open it. he used that key and pulled the front away, hinges on one side holding it still attached to the back. he leads me backwards into it then, making sure my feet seated in the right places, also led my arms into their space at my side, told me to get as far back as possible to feel the touch of the back straps everywhere, I did as told and when he was finally happy he slowly closed that front part. it was indeed a tight fit, he needed a tiny bit pressure to close it, I felt now each and every strap of that cage even through the thick rubber on my body, effectively immobilizing me, holding me in place as I was. I also noticed that the tube in my mouth seemed to have seeming less snapped in place with its match on the strap over my mouth, also of course my vision was gone, covered by another steel strap over my eyes. but even those straps on the head cage seemed to fit absolutely perfect, I could hardly move my head, as any other part of my body now. he again asked if I was alright or anything pressing too much, I could not nod anymore just grunted some hm hm, he took it as it was, a yes that all was alright, I was almost in seventh heaven, the belt, the plug pressing my prostate, the tightness on my desperate dick, the smell and taste of rubber everywhere and the added immobilization by unforgiving steel.

having noticed I was ok, he told me that he now puts the finishing connections on, I felt him doing something around the nose, he actually connected those nose tubes proper to the steel frame as well, I had not noticed but tubes were lined hidden inside that steel, leading away from the mouth and the nose tubes, up to the center top of the head cage. I was effectively breathing through openings invisible to a frontal viewer on top of that cage. but he also handled my back, connecting that plug, where I did not know either that there was an opening to connect to some tubing in that frame. once he was done he was obviously - I could not see of course - in front of me, explaining that tubing he just connected, the ones for nose to breathe, the one of the mouth however not just for breathing but also possible to use for feeding, and the one on the plug, allowing to flush out the butt any time wanted, flushing being necessary at times and he did not tell me earlier that the catheter rod actually connected directly with the plug and slowly filled my ass with my piss. it was weird to hear, he could have told me earlier about it and I still would have liked it, but the way he talked seemed to make things strange, as if that is not just a temporary moment now. how right I was followed right after ...

he mentioned that it was time to finish me up but before doing so he would tell me what I did not know yet. there was a show indeed, but there were no volunteers for demos on it. in fact, the owner of that business is one of their clients and had agreed to use it as cover. I would definitely be displayed there over the weekend, just the way I am now, but it was not just a demo for the show, it was the begin of my end. once he would have finished me here, it was a permanent situation, irrevocably locked into it. the suit was special made for that, allowing muscle stimulation by dozens of electrodes embedded into it. fine tubing inside it allowing ventilation towards the skin, but also allowing to flush the skin head to toe, feeding and waste disposal have been in place and connected already, and in case I wondered, no record was mentioning my being here and while we talk already someone is clearing my home from any hint about any connection we might have had before. in case I still wondered, I reported myself for disposal months ago, and this is the moment where it happens.

he said: we are checking thoroughly before getting in touch, not wanting to be subject of government investigations or private revenge activities of family and related of the supposed slave. having some powerful and financially well situated customers as well as actually members of our firm it is not a problem to get all the information we need in order to perform out promised services. We did make those checks on you as well, and it was not too difficult to see that the person writing us was not in possession of a slave at all and the further contact we had made it clear that this was either an attempt to fool us or an attempt to disappear yourself. Either way did not make any difference for us, in the first case we would ensure that such attempt to fool us is punished severely, in the second case it is irrelevant to use that you reported yourself for disposal and we treat it the same as any other case.

it took some time to get behind your identity, your personal situation and your schedules but as always we succeeded and prepared what you asked for. so practically from this moment on you are disappeared, nobody will find you, nobody will recognize you inside this cage, and your destination will be the shop of this company's owner, a permanent window display for the rest of your life and even after. at this moment you still can twitch the one or other part of your body, once I finished that is gone also. so I say good bye already.

with that he went for a fork lift, attached that cage to it and transported it to another corner of the warehouse where they had a large machine set up that I had not seen before. the cage with me inside was placed in the center of it and soon after the machine began its work. a fine clear film, like cling film but extremely thin was placed all around me inside that cage, covering head to toe that entire construction. once that was done and ensured that the required openings of tubes were still accessible, spraying began. from top to bottom constantly working, layer by layer adding to the previous, find particles setting on to the caged rubber figure. it went on for over an hour, and with each layer I could feel that it hardened more and more. the substance sprayed on created a new clear shell all around me, a sort of special plastic cover, completely clear to see every detail of the inside, yet unforgiving hardening into a stable unbreakable shell, covering that displayed item, sealing it in without any option to open it anymore. when the spraying finally finished and another hour passed to let it harden completely there was an added two millimeters of hard plastic around me, allowing nothing, even the grunting I attempted throughout the process was dampened through those tubes to an almost not hearable noise. unless you stood right next to me you might not have noticed anything at all anymore.

Once everything was finished, the now shiny sealed statue was packed again and transported to the actual location of the show. there I would be displayed for the weekend, hooked into the needed machine for keeping me alive yet away from the crowd far enough to prevent anyone hearing those silent whines and grunts I made. after that this statue would be placed in that owner's shop window, to remain there as permanent exhibit, and nobody would ever know that I was inside.