From inm8 - 2

Author: plugged
Title: from in8 (2)
Date: 13 April 2008

Meetin'The Boss 2

2

"Is this no a bit over the top for a long weekend boss? I mean my hair won't grow back by Tuesday!"
He ignored me and slapped the cream over my head which had just been close shorn.

"Boss?"

He stopped humming and sighed putting aside the razor. I watched as far as I could kneeling there with a large lump of wood round my neck to hold me still. He returned and grabbed my nose and as I struggled and opened my mouth he shoved a wire contraption in and as he worked my jaws were cranked wider and wider.

"Think we'll start with these first," he said tapping my front teeth on top and bottom, "see how it goes."
His humming resumed as he set to work with the razor.

I felt the cold on my head as he finished rinsing it off. His thumb and forefinger pushed up my nostrils.
"Your snout ring will look good, should be able to get it quite deep as your nostrils will be able to flare to accomodate it. Be just like a pig nose, well almost!"

"Do you like this?" He showed me a short heavy thick chain, "Permanent but big enough that the iron collar I'm getting for you will sit inside. Thought it might cause more abrasions if the iron one had to sit on it." He patted my head, "Oh don't worry I'll make sure that any abrasions are kept clean boy and it probably won't take long for them to scar up so you'll hardly notice the collar."

"This is gonna smart a little but it's for your own good, keep your head down while i fix the chain.OK?"
I could only grunt in reply. My mind screamed 'NO, YOU'RE FUCKING MAD', but he translated the desperate gargling grunts as my pure pleasure at his transformations.
"Yep, a long weekend for us both as we start the changeover and you sure sound keen to get started." He shoved something up my nose after placing the chain round my neck. My eyes watered as he tightened the clamp and pulled my head forward with it. It was tied off somewhere as I couldn't pull my head back.

A thick leather hood was pushed over my head and a wet towel or something hung over my back, I shivered as the drips fell over me. Trapped in the stocks with my hands cuffed behind me left me little room to move to ease my discomfort, I felt him climb over my back, he pushed a booted foot between my arm and torso, I grumbled my lame protests through the gag. I moaned long and loud as he forced his other leg between my other arm and side. The cuffs threatening to rip my hands off the wrist. He patted my butt.
"Awww sorry boy but need to keep you real still, not much to play with, want the chain fairly tight."

What the fuck was he talking about.... WOW! Whit the fuck!! The small explosion developed into a roar.
"NNnnngh....Nnnngh" was all I could force out of my mouth as I was aware of the heat building on the back of my head and neck. I froze, only my eyes moved as I blinked rapidly to clear the tears, my nose was filled with snot I think, numbed by the forceps holding me still I couldn't feel much but was aware that I was breathing heavily through my mouth.

'Chain Chain Chain...Chain of fools' Aretha Franklin I thought as he sat back on my lower back and butt.

"Yea? Good! So I'll see you in an hour or so. Yep I'm sitting on its butt, just got the collar fixed. Yea I'll keep him just as he is till you get here."

Did he choose that ring tone specifically for me I wondered as he finished his conversation.