JAN AND THE SEWERMAN Second Chapter by frglee

Author: FRGLEE
Title: JAN AND THE SEWERMAN Second Chapter by frglee
Date: 01 May 2012

Part 1: More Booting on the Cellar Floor

Jan floated in the pit. After the splashing cum of his captors and the feeding,the immobilised lad did not have long to wait. He'd endured 12 hours in rubber bondage,but was not to be released from the rubber bodysack for a while yet. Once again there was the sound of boots clacking around on the stone floor around him. A sudden blast of cold high pressure water shocked him,even through the heavy rubber. Through the eyeslits,Jan noticed the coils of a thick black rubber hosepipe on the floor and he could see and hear the sound of a heavy brush sweeping the wet floor. Then there was the sound of locks being released and Jan felt the heavy wood collar that inescapably sealed his neck into the pit being removed. For the first time for 12 hours he could move his head,though the thick rubber butterfly gag was as inflated as ever. Two chains were attached to loops on the side of the heavy bondage rubber suit and Jan could hear the sound of chains being pulled over pulleys as he began to be lifted out of his warm water pit. Hard to see through the eyeslits but Jan caught sight of Peter,still in his rubbers that he had worn the previous evening,and the Rubber Skinhead who was busying himself with the chains and pulley system. A quick glance down showed that the middle pit of the three was now empty,although the silver steel hood of the first victim shone in the halflight,showing that his punishment was continuing.

Jan was laid on the floor on his back,still suited up,the water seeping out of the suit. His eyeslits had misted up and he could see very little indeed now,except the source of light seeping through a barred window at the top of the wall. He stretched his fingers,but they were still well restrained in their bondage mitts. His feet were tightly immobilised too,at the bottom of the sack. Jan could squirm now and he began to do so,stretching out and groaning as the chastity device pinched his dick and balls again.

Then a kick from a rubber boot on his head. Then his chest and shoulders. More kicks from another source - Jan guessed this was The Rubber Skinhead joining in,booting his thighs and calves. It was the shock,more than the pain that frightened him and he began to get very worried indeed. He wondered about saying 'Stop!' through his gag. But he really didn't want to stop at all. He was relishing the feeling of being totally restrained in thick rubber too much. For the first time in his life he realised this was what he really wanted. To be restrained tightly in inescapable rubber,to be under the control of two serious rubber bondage freaks,and to be getting boot treatment like this. No one had ever kicked Jan like this. He wanted more, and as if to answer his wish, the thumps and boot thrusts against his rubber prone body increased.

Then it stopped suddenly. Someone was sitting over his stomach. It was the sewerman. He could hear Peter shouting and yelling at him but he was not able to make out the words too clearly due to his earplugs. The sewerman then laid his rubbered and wadered body on top of Jan and began slowly to rub against the rubber bondage suit with his old wetsuit,waders and sewermans gloves grasping and grabbing. Jan was finding it hard to breathe with this big man on top of him and gasped and groaned. Soon the Rubber Skinhead joined in and positioned himself on the left side. Peter rolled off his bound rubberslave and positioning himself on the right side. The two heavy rubbermen concentrated their efforts on the bound beautiful blonde boy in his rubber encapsulation. Rubbing and groping. Playing with the nostril tubes so poor Jan was gasping and choking with difficulty breathing. Some loud smacks on the wet rubber as both men pounded the rubber with their heavy gloves. 'Oooof' went Jan through his gag 'Yeaaaaah' went Peter. The Rubber Skinhead was silent,due to his own severe gag,but he was enjoying this as well.

Finally it came for both men to assert their dominance again by once more cumming over their hapless victim lying prone on the floor. In Peter's case it was pretty straightforward - he just got his dick out,jerked a few times and kneeling over Jan's facemask sprayed his copious thick sewerman's cum over the rubberhood yet again. Jan could feel the streams of cum,one after another another,six times on the hood,many of the drops coating the eyeslit lenses.Then Peter casually zipped his dick back into the rubber codpiece.

For the Rubber Skinhead,his preferred method of cumming was rather different. His favourite way of getting off was using his boots to kick and torment his victims on the floor. He loved to stomp on guys,but knew he had to observe limits. In real life he loved being a skinhead,mainly for the rucks after football matches. He loved to fight anyone,especially other young cocky skinheads and punks. But he had loved skinhead gear since he was a kid,too,especially the boots. When he was in his mid teens he got his main thrills out of regularily 'putting the boot in' to anyone he didn't like,usually cumming in the process.

In his mind he replayed the first time he had a 'bootcum'. After a football match,a young opposition team supporter in Dr Marten's boots,old jeans,t-shirt and braces had shouted abuse at him,so the Rubber Skinhead had chased him down the street,finally cornering him in an alleyway,knocking him down. He gave the lad a good kicking whilst he shouted abuse at the cowering young skin lying prone on the filthy cobbles amidst the rubbish and mud. So good was the kicking,that the Rubber Skinhead had an orgasm,the cum running down the inside of his old worn skinpants for the first time. The young guy on the floor begging for mercy was too hot to ignore. The Rubber Skinhead had kicked and kicked and then suddenly felt the glow,explosion and serene calm of a full intense orgasm for the first time. He found he could always cum in fights,usually when he was winning,with a victim on the floor begging for mercy from his cherry red 20 hole steelcapped old white laced Rangers he used to wear all the time then. He didn't even have to touch his dick,but his erection and ensuing cumstain in his tight worn old tie-dyed Levis was usually pretty visible,and left his [usually] straight skinhead or punk victim under no misapprehension as to what had just happened.

Peter was the boss here,but knew what the rubber skinhead badly wanted. Standing up and waiting for permission,with his eyes straining in desperation up at Peter for the agreed sign,not that they could be seen through the silvered lenses of the gasmask he was wearing. Peter pointed at the boots of the skinhead,who felt the thrill of the possibilities with an adrenaline rush. A first exploratory kick on the thighs again,then more generally around Jan's body. A good booting,a good kicking,but not one to wound. The Rubber Skinhead could have killed Jan,but this was not what they were there for. This was a different kind of booting,one to assert dominance. One to let Jan know exactly who was in control.

Peter watched with admiration,both of the Rubber Skinhead and of Jan,who was proving more of a catch than he had believed possible. The kid just loved this punishment. He would just not say 'Stop!'. He would put up with a lot. The secret was,as always,the chastity device. It kept the victims hot and horny and whilst they were like that,Peter could do anything to them. When they had cum,they were useless to him,so this was the very last thing they usually did before their victims were booted out of the metal front door of the apartment. Peter had very little time for spunked out guys who wanted to chat. But Jan was,well,different.

For Jan lying on the floor life was getting uncomfortable. As the booted blows rained down upon his helpless body he wondered what he had let himself in for. One word ended it,he knew. But he wouldn't say it,even when one blow caught him in the gut and winded him. He groaned and huffed and puffed through the tubes and still the kicks continued.

Jan found himself crying,the tears welling up and the shaking starting as he abandoned himself to the punishment.


Meanwhile the Rubber Skinhead was getting hotter and hotter. He never had to touch himself when he was booting someone. His dick was ultra-hard. The spunk just started to churn and the warm feeling in his crotch began to grow. He sucked in the sweaty pissladen rubbery air coming in through his crotch vent and up through the thick corrugated gasmask tube. A tap on the poppers tube on his gasmask gave him a quick burst of pleasure,and mixed with his enjoyment of the booting made him see stars. He grunted through his gag. He even tried to swear at his defeated nemesis, this educated pretty boy at his feet,trapped and immobilised on the floor beneath him. A few taps to the head of the weeping bondage slave made him shudder with excitement. 'Not too much,not too much' he thought to himself,well aware that Peter was watching him closely and would harshly punish him on the whipping horse for any infraction of the rules that had been set and agreed between them.

Jan was shuddering with tears as all his troubles and pain poured out of him in a very cathartic way. It was a release that had been long coming,a need to get rid of so many ways he behaved and thought. The bright pretty queer lad with good grades at school,who was so shy and self disciplined that at just 20,he had already begun to turn his own life into a prison. He was now beginning to see another reality. That he hated his life and he hated what he was becoming. The kicks continued to rain down but Jan didn't care. These guys could kill him if they wanted. Nothing mattered anymore.

For the Rubber Skinhead some carefully placed kicks around the thighs and buttocks of the twitching rubber bodybagged slave below on the floor began to take him beyond the point of no return. The tight rubber suits he was wearing squeezed and gripped his hyperhard dick nestled between the layers and precum oozed out,making his dick slide in the rubbers of the pants. Still not touching his dick he could feel it began to tingle and twitch. A long burst of poppers into his mask from the button on the side of the mask and he saw white stars and began to experience true ecstacy. A few more kicks with his arms raised in the air,standing on one leg and then a loud grunt into the gag as the massive ejaculations started. The Rubber Skinhead kept kicking as he squirted - every kick resulted in a pulse of cum from his dick. Control here was the difficult part,but in all this he remembered the pain at Peter's hands of the whipping over the gym horse when once he had gone too far. And then with a long drawn out groan through the gag it was all over, and The Rubber Skinhead slumped to the floor half lying over Jan. The smell of the Rubber Skinhead's cum seeped through the rubbers and mixed in to the pissy rubber poppered air he was breathing.

All was quiet for a few minutes. Jan's erect but trapped dick was desperately sore as it sought pointlessly to escape. Then he was aware of muffled laughing and boots walking round him. Both Peter and the Rubber Skinhead were standing in front of his mask,inches away from his eyeslits yet again as he turned his head round a little to try to exalt in the vision of his booted masters. Through the narrow slits was his whole universe,and that consisted of two pairs of cum stained,wet and shiny rubber boots,almost glowing in the halflight of the cellar. Jan's dick strained against the chastity device,pinching his foreskin and making his balls ache.

Some more boot action ensued. Light playful kicks from the four rubber boots around his head. Jan could hear some more muffled shouting and laughter from his two burly rubber captors.Then a stream of piss on his head joined by another as the rubber skinhead was given permission to release his semi erect penis from his rubber layers and join in with Peter. And there sure was a lot of piss this time. Safe in his rubber enclosure,Jan could enjoy the sensation of the golden shower pounding down on the thick rubber hood and streaming down his facemask,over the plastic lensed eyeslits in the hood. The two rubberperverts then directed their thick dark piss all over the rest of the moaning rubberslave on the floor,Peter walking up and down ensuring no piss was wasted and every inch of the suit was wet and pissy. They turned Jan over,so he was face down on the floor and continued to piss. Little squirts and longer gushes rattling down on the rubber bondage bag. Jan could smell the piss again,strong this time as his nostril tubes bubbled in the puddle forming on the floor,droplets splashing into his nose as he inhaled hard through the black rubber tubes to his nostrils dangling on the stone floor of the rubbercellar through the heavy rubber hood.

Thre was a pause and silence,and yet again cold water was being played over his shivering rubber covered body. The sound of the brush again on the floor and Jan caught a glimpse of the wet rubber skinhead boots walking round him. The brush swept the piss and water around Jan,as if he were part of the mess on the floor. Rough rubber hands turned him over on his side and swept under him and sprayed hard with the hose. Jan caught a glimpse of the steel helmeted slave,still in his pit,staring impassively through his eyeslits back at Jan,just a few feet away on the wet floor in front of him. Much of the 'performance' on the floor had actually been for the steel helmeted rubberslave's benefit,but Jan was not to know this.

Jan was getting very tired and cold now and began to wish,for the first time,for the scene to end. Peter was not insensitive to the lads suffering,although the Rubber Skinhead could not care less. He intensely enjoyed watching men suffer and squirm in pain under his ministrations. Any empathy he had had for Jan,or anybody else for that matter,had been wiped out by years of abuse as a child by his brutal and drunken father,after his mother had died. Peter had understood this,and had provided tight discipline and order,as well as a home and a degree of affection for the violent young skinhead,who returned it with complete trust and a high degree of obediance. And when he stepped over the limits,Peter made sure that there was a painful lesson. But there had never been more than a few of these. Both men had acquired a lot of respect for each other.

Jan could hear some more muffled conversation,as if the two men were discussing what to do next. He began to grunt through the gag trying to express his discomfort on the cold stone floor. But still no 'Stop!' or anything that sounded remotely like it. Then movement,and there was that chemical smell again as a rubbered hand held a cotton smelling chloro soaked pad in front of his nostril tubes,placing a finger in the breathing tube for the mouthgag. Forced to smell the intense odour of the sweet choking fumes made Jan feel quite terrified and he tried to hold his breath. In the end he had no choice but to inhale deeply and felt himself slipping away into the darkness as a result of the vapourised etheric chemical cosh. And suddenly,for Jan,the lights went out. He slept.


Part 2: The Reward

Peter the Sewerman was no sadist,although he was enjoying subjugating and humiliating the pretty long haired blonde boy in his cellar. But he knew he had a sacred trust to look after the lad and be responsible for his welfare whilst he was with him. But he didn't want to let him go just yet. Even masters and their slaves need to sleep and rest. Carefully Peter and The Rubber Skinhead extricated the dishevelled lad from his bondage - first the gagged bondage bag,then the inflateable mitts and untied the foot restraints removing him carefully from the base of the bondage bodybag. Quickly the two men removed the rubber restraining top and the latex pants. They then removed the steel bondage bands,undoing the cuffs and unlocking the steel waistband. The chastity device was left on,as was the steel neck collar. One reason was to stop the little bunny from jerking himself into a frenzy,the other had both symbolic and practical use. Peter wanted to make it very clear who was in control of Jan's dick.

As the Rubber Skinhead busied himself tidying up the gear and attending to cleaning up the cellar again,Peter's strong arms lifted the sleeping Jan up and carefully carried him out of the cellar and up the metal stairs to a small barred room hidden behind a metal door,rather like a small prison cell,halfway up the stairs. The door was open,and he laid the naked lad on the prison bench. From the metal sink set into the wall he picked up a cloth and gently washed the exhausted lad down and tidied up his now very dishevelled hair,almost with affection,noticing gentle snoring. Making a mental note that he needed to shave the lad's head,he attached a chain to the neck collar from a hook in the wall,then covered the sleeping Jan with a rough wool blanket,turned the light out and left the cell,locking the door behind him. On the wall of the cell a red light displayed that an infra-red camera was switched on,focused on the bench. Monitors in several rooms showed Jan sleeping soundly. Peter then returned to the cellar where his rubber servant was cleaning up.

"The lad's in the cell. I'm gonna go and get some shuteye. You keep an eye on him on the monitor,hear? Check him in the cell,say,every hour. And take some food and juice in for him in the evening,say about 8. Don't fuck him,ya understand?"

The Rubber Skinhead grunted assent,and as his sewermaster clunked up the metal stairs to his rubber sheeted bed,The Rubber Skinhead again turned his attention to the immobilised steel helmeted rubber slave in the first pit. Peter trusted him to play alone,albeit somewhat roughly, with the occupant of pit 1, who was an intensely passive masochist with voyeuristic tendencies. Inside his gasmask,the skinhead grunted with pleasure as his dick stiffened,and with a first gentle exploratory booted tap to his victim's steel covered head,he started yet again to take his pleasure and his revenge on other men.

Jan woke up to the sound of the door being unlocked some seven hours later. It was dark. There was no window in the room,and he had no watch so he had no idea what time it was,or even if it was still Saturday. A flourescent strip light on the ceiling came on and the door opened. The Rubber Skinhead had changed his outfit,and was now kitted out in a full outfit of rubber jeans,braces,shirt,a worn cloth-badged black MAI jacket,30 hole black polished Ranger boots with white laces,and a very sinister rubber anatomical skinhead facemask which concealed an inbuilt solid rubber anatomical dental mouth gag which covered every part of his mouth,immobilising his tongue and jaws. Over the mask was a black rubber Hannibal-style muzzle. He was even wearing latex gloves which were part of a very fine transparent latex neck-entry undersuit,which included a generous and well lubed cock and ball sheath. Incongruously,He was carrying a tray of food and drink items.These were left on the shelf by the bench in the cell. But he could have a little fun,even though he knew full well that Peter had forbidden him to have full sex with the prone and defenceless naked lad on the bench.

Putting one rubbered leg with a high thick soled black shiny skinhead boot on the sleeping bench by Jan's head for the lad to appreciate he stared down at the beautiful lad who somehow looked less cocky and rather more disshevelled than the night before. He pushed the boot against Jan's head. Laying on the bench Jan withdrew in fear,feeling the neck chain for the first time. The boot moved closer to his face,touching his mouth. Knowing what was expected of him Jan licked it all over. For 10 minutes or so he licked the boot assiduously,smelling the warm leather of the boot mixed in with the rubbery smell of the latex jeans. The Rubber Skinhead proffered the sole of the boot for further 'appreciation' and Jan licked it, clearly in seventh heaven. Satisfied that the first boot had been given the correct amount of respect,The Rubber Skinhead then changed boots and Jan continued his tongue-based boot worship. Jan's dick got very hard again,straining to escape it's bounds,but was to have no release just yet.

When all was completed to his satisfaction,the Rubber Skinhead grabbed his dick under the rubbers,grunted and quickly jerked himself off in front of Jan,20 hard strokes then spurted his thick skinhead cream into the integral cock and ballpiece of the transparent suit under his rubber jeans. A further grunt into the gag,then he turned and left,locking the metal door behind him,but leaving the light on. He went back down to the cellar where there was a lot of cleaning up to do. Jan turned to his breakfast. The first solid food he had eaten for over a day. There was a bedpan by the bench,Jan reached for it and pissed in it with difficulty through the chastity device.

Then the naked bondage slave lay back on the bench,still attached to a wall hook by a chain to his steel collar and thought about the previous night's events. He could touch his dick,just about,but the chastity device prevented any consummation of his strong desire to masturbate - indeed it began to hurt him again as his dick stiffened.

Several hours later,with Jan left wondering what was happening,Peter awoke and after pissing himself in his rubber wetsuit and sliding about in the wet and pissy rubber sheets for a bit,he remembered Jan. Still in his heavy sewerman's waders,he clunked his way to the kitchen,got a coffee and then when his senses fully returned,smiled to himself,remembering something he had to do. The Rubber Skinhead had heard his master clanking and clomping around the apartment in his waders and went to the kitchen to do his bidding.

"Get blondie out of the cell and strapped into the surgical chair in the prep room." said Peter. "Time for his haircut I think!" Off clumped The Rubber Skinhead and there was the sound of a heavy metal cell door being unlocked and opened. Then,after a bit of a struggle,as Jan had made the mistake of resisting his captor, the Rubber Skinhead then dragged him out of the cell on the landing,up the stairs and into the prep room. Jan gave in,naked and shivering and submitted to being locked and strapped into place in the old surgical chair,the cold rubber of the seat making him shiver further. Entering the room,Peter noted the immobilised state of the dishevelled blond lad appreciatively. His hair was in a mess,he was dirty and unshaven from the treatment the previous evening,but otherwise looked fit and rested,except for the beginnings of a black eye as a result of foolishly resisting The Rubber Skinhead a short time earlier.

Jan began to speak "Can you tell me what...." but said nothing else as Peter swiftly and forcefully inserted a hard rubber dental dam into his mouth,locking it into place in Jan's mouth by turning a steel screw inside. The hard rubber could not now be ejected from the mouth. Jan could still breathe through the tube in it,but he could not talk or bite down at all. It felt strange but not unpleasant. With his wrists,legs,neck and waist tightly strapped into position,Jan could only struggle and writhe,which he did to test the effectiveness of his bondage. But there was no way out. And Jan still did not know what was to happen to him.

"I like my lads shaved all over" said Peter,ominously. Jan looked into the eyes of the tall sewerman nervously. Peter had an evil grin. He was still dressed in his waders,wetsuit and long heavy rubber gloves,but over all this he was wearing a thick red heavy rubber milking apron. "You're going to like this,kiddo,I promise!" The chastity device was unlocked and removed by The Rubber Skinhead. Quickly a thick chrome cockring was roughly pulled over his cock and balls and the Rubber Skinhead gave the two danglers a hard squeeze which elicited a loud grunt from the gagged bondage slave. Jan's balls were pulled down tightly by the rubber gloved skinhead and a heavy 2 inch thick steel segmented ball collar was added,squeezed into position and screwed up. Then another until Jan thought his balls were going to be pulled off and shook with fear. But his dick said another story,and began expanding.

Through a hole in the bottom of the surgical chair,Peter inserted a lubricated steel buttplug which made Jan gasp further. Then some fiddling about with wires and connectors attached to the ball collars and the buttplug and Jan felt a strange tingle in his groin,not unpleasant,but slowly becoming more insistant and throbbing. His dick started pulsing to the rythem of the electrostimming in his ass.Then suddenly the pulsing changed to a kind of longer drawn out sensation,making him feel like something was moving up and down his asshole. His balls also began to tingle quite furiously. New to this sensation,with eyes wide open,Jan stared at Peter with a mixture of surprise and fear.

The Rubber Skinhead then passed Peter an electric hair trimmer and Peter wasted no time shaving all the hair off the lads chest, pubes,balls and as far as he was able do,in his crotch. Fetching a sharp shiny steel cutthroat razor and some shaving creme he completed the operation,carefully not causing any nicks or cuts. Jan was very turned on,and the sight of these two rubber monsters administrating to him made his dick stand out even further,hard and twitching as the power slowly automatically inched its intensity up from the stimming box.

"I think you deserve a little reward!" said Peter to the Rubber Skinhead, handing him the hair trimmer. Under his mask there was a grunt of joy from the fully rubbered skinhead servant. He loved to shave heads. He loved to demean pretty long haired guys. Jan began shaking with the stimming,but also from nerves. He watched the rubber enclosed skinhead step up close to him smelling of warm new latex. Jan heard the electric trimmer start work on his long blonde hair,lightened from days in the sun on the beach. Jan felt his locks fall off one by one as the buzzing trimmer did its work. As The Rubber Skinhead drew closer to the captive,Jan felt the intensity as the stimming increased still further. He began to get into it seriously,closing his eyes,wanting to cum so desperately. If there had been more stimming of his dick,charged urethral probe or a coronal ring he would have cum by now,but his dick was being left alone.

The enthusiastic Rubber Skinhead stepped behind the chair,put one arm round Jan's neck,holding him tight in position and then used the cutthroat razor and shaving cream to carefully shave Jan's head as smooth as a billiard ball. He also shaved Jan's face,removing two day old stubble. As he was doing this,Peter stepped up,and taking a handful of shaving cream,grabbed Jan's firm dick through his thick sewerman's gloves. He slowly and lovingly began to bring the bound lad to orgasm by long hard lubricated stroking. The electrostimming was taking Jan right up to the limit anyway, but Peter had been careful to choose a program on the Erostek box to stretch this out.

Jan could feel the cutthroat razor shaving every last inch of his head and then The Rubber Skinhead put down the blade and started stroking the naked skull of the bound bondage slave. Jan twitched and writhed as the electrostimming built up to a crescendo.It felt like his balls and asshole were being subjected to some strange grinding toy. As the power altered frequency and strength,it felt like someone grasping and flexing inside him. He yelled into his gag and a huge load,such as he had never squirted before,erupted all over Peter's red rubber milking apron. Drips of cum sprayed all over the rubber making an audible splattering sound...squirt after squirt, seven times in all. Jan only saw a long white flash as his pent up frustrations resolved as a chemical explosion in his brain and sperm burst forth from his tortured throbbing uncut dick.

The power was turned off and for a few minutes,Peter and The Rubber Skinhead were quiet,amazed by the power of the lad's orgasm. Pretty soon they both had their dicks out and were spraying cum into the face of their shaved victim. Jan had no choice but to sit there and take their cum on his shiny bald head and let it drip down his face. A few minutes later when they had caught their breath,they washed it all off with sprays of carefully directed yellow piss in his face and over his bald head. Jan felt humiliated. He accepted their piss like a well trained slave. He no longer cared what these two freaks did to him. He was under their control totally. They had broken him.


Part 3: Into the Gas Masturbation Bondage Chair

There were to be no conversations with the spunk depleted victim. Peter did not particularily want to explain what was happen next,but egged on by the lack of Jan's resistance,he had decided that he wanted to test the lad's ability to put up with heavy and extreme bondage. It had been decided earlier that Jan was to be chloroformed again after this session,dressed in full rubber and made part of the quite inescapable rubber and steel Gas Masturbation Bondage Chair.

This was something that Peter was very proud of,and designed specifically for his benefactor,the 'straight' married solicitor,who had spent many a long weekend trapped inside its bonds,being jerked off again and again with the use of gas,mechanical masturbators and electrostimming. The Rubber Skinhead had also experienced it several times as well,but as a punishment. Most recently for an infraction where he had beaten up a boy who had dissed him,in a street not too far from the apartment. The last thing Peter wanted was the attention of the police and when he heard about the incident from a local shopkeeper the next day,he was furious. He knew the Rubber Skinhead had a very short attention span when it came to being told off or reasoned with. The simplest solution was to get him on the floor,a chloroform rag and heavy bondage as punishment for several days at a time.

The Rubber Skinhead was no passive bondage slave,he actively disliked being under such control and immobilisation,and he fought and fought against his bonds almost continuously. Once Peter had gained his attention, trapped inside the Masturbation Machine,the Rubber Skinhead would then be forced to listen repeatedly,hour after hour to a little looped message on his earphones that Peter called 'The Way That Things Will Be Done'. Peter was a lot stronger than the Rubber Skinhead,but even so it was always a struggle holding him down knocking him out with the sweet fumes on the rag. Luckily he had only had to do this a few times. When all else failed,there was pain and humiliation as well. Strapped to a wooden frame or the old gym horse,gagged and whipped,The Rubber Skinhead had learnt several painful lessons at Peter's hands. Yet the skinhead still admired his master. He knew without Peter in control he would be rotting in Prison and was grateful for the control and stability that the rules brought him in Peter's house. He knew the punishment was for his own good. He had tried to learn to behave as Peter expected,but it was so fucking hard. Peter knew that the Rubber Skinhead was like a dog that had been badly mistreated as a puppy. With hard work,he was not beyond saving.

Jan would submit quickly to the chloroform vapour. He saw Peter walking over to the bench,opening the glass and chrome cupboard door,lifting out a brown bottle,opening it and reaching for a large square cotton bandage which he soaked with the liquid. Across the room,Jan recognised the odour and began to get very frightened again.'Mmmmffff' went Jan again and again. He tried to struggle and moaned deeply through his gag. Peter walked over,almost casually and quickly but firmly placed the rag over Jans mouth and nostrils. Holding it fast,oblivious to the lad's pleading eyes,ignoring the snuffles and the grunts he watched with fascination as the young bondage slave began to pass out. Jan's blue eyes begin to roll and then stare up at nothing. He was out cold. Closing the eyelids,Peter checked that Jan was breathing properly - there was oxygen to revive him if there was a problem,and Peter had been well trained at work for resuscitation. But they had never had any accidents. Peter knew exactly how much chloro was safe.

The chemical smelling rag,now less strong,was replaced over Jan's face and duct-taped to his head. Soon he was snoring quietly,lost in dreams in a chemically induced wonderland. He would be out for an hour or two and Peter and the Rubber Skinhead had a lot of work to do getting Jan dressed and kitted up for the Gas Masturbation Bondage Chair in that time.

The suit was one piece,double layered for inflation,with a rear heavy diver's drysuit waterproof zipper. It looked simple,but was actually quite fiendishly complicated.The double thick body of the suit was made of heavy neoprene rubber,the sort of rubber used for truck inner tubes. Through the outer layer many pipes and tube docking systems had been placed,along with sticky electrode pads in the crotch . The heavy suit was so designed with various compartments so that it might equally be pumped up with air or water.

There was a port for anus and dick,and a small attached rubber bag for the testicles of the victim,with the dick hole at the top. Inside the suit there were sucker pads with small cylinders for the nipples. These were actually glued into place,but once operating,the vacuum pump kept them very firmly in place. An interior inflatable waist corset ensured that the victim sat upright and breathed with tight short breaths. Attached mitts with finger seperators ensured there was to be no escape at all for the squirming bondage victim. These had seperate strong zippers so the fingers could be postioned onto the lockable boards in the mitts,then tightly zipped and inflated with removable rubber pumps.

The hood,which was part of the suit,was also inflatable with lockable metal ports for mouth and nostrils. There were also ear ports in the hood with earphones connected to an intercom system. Additionally the earports were to be connected to the suit inflation system so the victim's head could be intensely compressed but also hear the hissing of the air entering and leaving the hood,as well as his own breathing. The hood had been designed to take a steel bondage overhood that could be tightened and adjusted. When the hood was inflated the rubber pushed out against the hood and the pressure became almost unbearable for the victim.

Heavy attached rubber bootees completed the suit. These had to be reinforced to stop the suit stretching when fluid was introduced between the layers,and they were very tight,allowing no movement at all of the toes.


To start with,Peter and The Rubber Skinhead busied themselves getting Jan into a neck entry tight thin transparent,slightly pink latex undersuit.This had anal and dick ports as well and round spaces for the nipple pumps. Jans face,masked with a surgical cloth and duct tape noticed nothing as he gently breathed in the mild sweet etheric fumes. He was laid on the floor and rolled into the heavy rubber bondage suit. His legs were carefully inserted into the long reinforced leggings and boots. His arms lubricated,then inserted into the sleeves, As they popped out of the unzipped bondage mitts,Peter carefully insserted each finger into place on the boards in the mitt,and locked the top part into place,carefully zipping up each mitt in turn,and using the inflator,pumped them up.

With some simple adhesive around the nipples he rolled Jan over onto the suit and placed the nipple suction caps of the suit into place,waiting a minute for the glue to set. Jan's anaesthetic facepad was removed and his face placed into the mask of the hood,with a rubber fixed gumshield locating itself around his teeth. Nostril tubes were carefully located into Jan's nose,and when Peter was satisfied everything was flush and Jan was breathing comfortably,he zipped up the heavy zip at the back of the suit and turned Jan over to his front.

They had to hurry now,as in a few minutes Jan would start coming round,and it would be a little while before the lad was safely locked into the Gas Masturbation chair. The Rubber Skinhead walked over to the wall and unlocked twin metal doors. Behind them was a cupboard with a large steel chair set into the concrete floor,surrounded by cylinders of gas and various pumps. Peter lifted the helpless lad in his heavy rubbers,and placed him on the seat,being careful to gently lower him onto the rounded steel dildo protruding from the seat base. The lubricated tip of the steel dildo gently inserted itself into Jan's anus and as he began to wake up,the cold steel sliding a few inches inside him was the first thing he felt. He gasped with the shock and began to notice the heavy rubber all over him again. But he was in no condition to resist. He still felt very groggy from the gassing.

Waist straps were very quickly fastened around Jan,followed by armbands and a tight neck strap. Reaching for an electric screwdriver,The Rubber Skinhead placed steel brackets into holes on the steel chair,positioning them around Jan's lower legs and quickly tightened them into place. Eight screws into the base of the chair, with the brackets just above Jan's ankles,holding him quite tight. Then brackets over Jan's wrists and thus the bondage mitts were also screwed into place - six screws for each. Jan was going nowhere fast.

Recovering his energy,Jan began to struggle. But there was very little movement possible. It was all very alarming. Again,in his confused state he wondered whether he should ask these rubberperverts to Stop. But actually that was not what he wanted at all. He luxuriated inside the rubber tightness,beginning to get quite sweaty under his 3 layers. A solid heavy stainless steel harness was now being placed over his rubber hooded head and locked into position. It felt hard,unyielding and uncomfortable initially. There was a heavy band around his neck,a band around his forehead with four metal bands over his head connected at the crown. Over the bridge of his nose another steel band which was connected to a band under his chin,there to ensure he could not move his head at all. Then heavy chains were attached to the steel head harness,one to hooks on each side of the metal chair and the other to a hood on the ceiling. The lad was now unable to move his head in any direction. Jan's tongue started to dance around the heavy rubber gumshield intruded into his mouth. He began to drool and slobber. His dick became hard,sticking upwards into the air out of the suit,unrestrained by a chastity device,though his balls in the steel collars were tightly constrained inside a rubber sack in the suit.

Jan had had some limited visibility through eye slits but this now ended as a patch of rubber was clicked into place on studs embedded into the rubber hood. A few puffs of air through a hand inflator bulb and pressure in the inflatable blindfold pushed down on Jan's eyelids.He was now unable to open his eyes.

Some fumbling around his mouth and nose ensued as an adapted anaestheic mask was clipped into place. Peter wanted to get this just right,as there were pipes to attach to the nostril breathing tubes of the suit,which were connected a small cylinder containing poppers mixed in compressed air which could be added as Peter required. The breathing hole on the dental gag had to be attached and locked securely into place to the metal port on the mask.Jan began to struggle again and mumble into the gag,but he could not be understood by his captors.

"He seems a bit restless. Let's get him on Gas immediately. That should relax him!" said Peter. The Rubber Skinhead connected the front port of the anaesthetic mask to a heavy corrugated hose which was then connected through a junction and two other hoses to two bottles of gas.Jan suddenly found he was unable to breathe at all and began to panic. Suddenly the panic vanished as oxygen flooded his lungs - clear and sparkly,making his head burst into life and clearing the remnants of the chloro gassing away. For a few moments Jan sucked in the oxygen,feeling happy and relaxed. Then something changed - a rather sweet aroma that he knew to be Nitrous Oxide. Not strong,but just enough to make him feel warm and pleasant. Slight elation ensued.

Satisfied that Jan was breathing happily,the two deviant rubbermen continued their work to install all the attachments to Jan in his gas masturbation chair. There more pipes to be connected now. The pipes to the nipple suckers were connected to the pump and Jan began to feel an insistant regular suction on his pierced nips,every few seconds. The intensity and frequency of this was low to start with,but it could be increased later.Jan loved nipple treatment. He had had them pierced when he was 16,having lied about his age to the tattooist who did them for him. They had become very sensitive as a result and he had increased the size of the rings over the years.

Next the electrostimming connectors were plugged into a socket set into the suit on the left side at the waist that were attached to the sightly sticky pads set into the inside of his thighs just below the crotch. This provided a part of the circuit that would connect,through his body to the dick stimming bands. Five rubber electrorings were placed around Jans stiff dick,kept in position by a bar on the top of his dick. Each band had it's own connector than ran up the bar,which connected to the electro box through a set of connector wires that went down through the hole in the base of the chair. The five electro rings were designed to give a progressive charge up and down the dick,to simulate being jerked off. One ring after another,in order would be switched on and off by the electrobox.
Peter switched on the box and through his dental dam Jan moaned with delight. He twitched as the initially low intensity current began to flow from one ring to another up and down Jan's swollen penis.The feeling was not unpleasant.

Set into the rubber of the suit were a set of low voltage heated pads,placed in several positions around the body on the inside of the twin layered suit,notably the upper arms,thighs,feet,hands and torso. Electrical connectors were added to the base of the legs from a control box and transformer to the right of Jan.

Peter lubricated a bardex catheter tube and roughly inserted it down Jan's stiff dick. Jan felt the stinging sensation above the mild electrostimming. It burst through the the bladder and Peter inflated the small bulb keeping it in place.The piss tube was attached to a small port in the anaesthetic mask,so that when the victim pissed he would spray his own piss all over the inside of the mask and be forced to drink it as he breathed the gas. There was also a connecting pipe which could flush his bladder with distilled water,which would,in turn be squirted back into the mask.For the many hours Jan was to be locked into this bondage this would be his only source of drinking water.

Finally a water and air pumping system were connected to the suit just above the waist and into the crotch.This allowed the suit to be inflated,either with water or air. The stainless steel mecahnical dildo also had a fiendish enema device attached through a hole running down the centre which could flush and fill the asshole of the victim with hot and cold water,even as the dildo was pumping up and down inside the body cavity. Peter spent a further 15 minutes connecting up the complicated hose system up so that the earports were connected to the circuit,allowing the hood to be inflated also.

Now the fun could begin.


Part 4: Turmoils and Torments

In his slightly gassed up state,Jan began to wonder at his fate. He was not in any pain and the severe confinement was actually quite,well....relaxing. The mild gas and oxygen mix was certainly very pleasant indeed. As was the mild pulsed tingling up and down his stiff dick. He could not move at all,and the latex transparent undersuit underneath all the heavy rubber was becoming very wet and warm as he began to sweat freely. Peter and the Rubber Skinhead left Jan alone to acclimatise himself for a while as they sat on the bench on the other side of the room with a can of cold beer each admiring their handicraft.

As previously mentioned,much of the play equipment in the apartment,including the heavy bondage suit and the Gas Masturbation Chair had been designed with the straight married solicitor in mind. He had largely bankrolled and helped Peter to construct the play area and had bought much of the equipment. This guy's interest in bondage far transcended any conventional sexuality,and his ultimate fantasy was being in intense bondage with a computer completely in charge. Whilst the technology for this was not quite ready,especially as regards to a safety backup,he was happy for Peter to supervise his adventures into the rubber bondage depths he sought. He was less interested in men than in women but even then his interest in other human flesh was marginal to say the least. His position in society had meant marriage and children,and by 35 he was very wealthy indeed. His wife had never even imagined any bondage or rubber interests,but had suspected a mistress due to his periods away from home - something she never challenged,thinking it to be quite normal and acceptable,and though they were still affectionate friends,sex had long since ceased. The solicitor spend many weekends submerged in inescapable tight underwater rubber bondage in the cellar,in complicated and painful chastity devices,connected to the gas machine. Or upstairs in the preparation room,locked into the Gas Masturbation Chair behind metal doors in the cupboard,watched over by camera by the Rubber Skinhead in another room. Bondage slaves might be left alone,but they were always being watched over,day and night.

"Time to give the machinery a thorough test,I think!" chuckled Peter,getting up and walking over to the alcove and eyeing the helpless rubber victim trapped in the metal chair. The Rubber Skinhead said nothing,but licked his rubber covered lips,the gag having been removed earlier. He enjoyed watching Peter use the machine to alternatively tease and torture his bound rubber victims. He loved it when the bondage slaves orgasmed,hearing their muffled screams of pleasure and watching them twitch and pulsate as the machine mercilessly milked them again and again.

"Lets test the mechanical steel dildo first!"

Jan had no idea that the smooth steel plug stuck a few inches up his asshole was a moveable toy,and when the steel shaft started moving slowly but relentlessly further into him he gasped with surprise. It was slightly stub nosed so as to ensure a good seal when an enema fluid was introduced. Slowly it pushed all the way in,some 9 inches,and then out again. Then again slowly pumping in and out,gently rubbing the prostate, and generally increasing sensations in the lads asshole. Jan's dick began pulsing in time with the remorseless thrusting which began to speed up a little as Peter turned up the revolutions of the motor. In and out,in and out,regular and robotic. Jan tried to clutch at the lubricated shaft with his anal sphincter as if to slow it down,but it was a fruitless effort. The electrical motor connected to the reciprocating bar that was attached to the steel dildo was just too strong. Another feature was an attached electrostimming cable at the base,which when connected in circuit to one of the electrodes on the inner thigh of the suit that adhered to Jans skin,would make for a most interesting experience for the rubberbound bondage slave. Like the enema device,that was to be a surprise for later on.

With the dildo now gently thrusting remorselessly up and down Peter then moved to the pump system on the right of the chair. "Vacuum pump,now I think" He turned the air extractor valve and what little air there was inside the heavy inflatable suit was sucked out. Jan felt the intense suction as the suit suddenly became hard and resiliant all over his body. It felt like it had been glued to him and it began to become hard to breathe. Sucking in his gas with effort,he was glad when the grasp of the evacuated suit was released. Next Peter wanted to try the suit inflation. Using Argon, a thick heavy gas used by divers for drysuit insulation and inflation,Peter turned the valve on the cylinder behind the chair and the suit began to expand. Again Jan felt it becoming hard to breathe as this time,his chest was pushed inwards by the warm gas filling tough heavy rubber suit. A seperate compartment of the suit around the waist was inflated forming a very tight corset. Jan gasped as it held him tightly. His breathing was being further restricted by its tightness.


"The suit heater next" Peter turned on the suit heater box and a 12 volt current started flowing into the various pads in the suit. This could be used as a punishment device as well,and the Rubber Skinhead shuddered with the memory of the 'Very Hot' setting he had endured for a full 10 minutes before begging Peter in a very muffled way through a heavy inflatable gag to turn off. He would behave,he had vowed again and again as the earphones had repeated their message from Peter about 'How Things Were to be Done',akin to brainwashing. That was a punishment for wilful disobediance after he had brutally fucked a weak passive bondage slave without permission,something Peter would not put up with. The misdemeanour was never repeated. Slowly the Rubber Skinhead had learnt who was boss.

Inside the suit, Jan felt himself suddenly getting very warm indeed and the sweat began to run off him and fill the bootees of his light latex suit. Jan began to grunt with discomfort as the dildo continued its relentless thrusting up his asshole. A kind of sensory overload was beginning to overtake the bound rubberboy.

Oblivious to a large extent to Jan's complaints,Peter smiled and muttered "The lad must be getting a bit warm by now !" Certainly that was true and it was now getting overwhelming for the victim locked into the rubbery blackness. Jan did not know which way to turn. Just as the thought came to him to try to shout 'Stop!' through the dental dam, suddenly he felt a lot cooler.

The suit twitched as the air was sucked out and high pressure cold water began to flow into the suit and out again through a drain hose. The water coursed around the inside of the suit,squirting and thrusting into every cavity. The suit shook with the pressure but had been designed to accept this kind of punishment.

Suddenly Jan felt a very strange and novel sensation indeed. Cold water entering his bladder. He felt a desperate desire to piss. The release he prayed for was answered. Suddenly a valve was turned and the water mixed with piss squirted up through the narrow transparent tube straight into the anaesthetic mask. Jan gulped down the watery piss that suddenly filled the mask in order to be able to continue breathing. Meanwhile the electrostimming rings on his dick began to pulse harder and faster. The dildo began to thrust faster and deeper and Jan began to shake with pleasure and anticipation in his bondage. Suddenly there was a warm squirt up his asshole as Peter turned on the warm water enema. The dildo pumped up and down,squirt after squirt of warm water rushing up into Jan's colon. This was a completely new experience and not altogether unpleasant. At first,anyway. Soon Jan was aware of feeling very full and even a little nauseous. The dildo stopped thrusting. There was a pause as the water worked its way up him. Just when he thought he would burst,about half of the soiled enema fluid was suddenly released back down the hole in the steel dildo and out into the drains.

"Another little surprise,I think..." Peter grinned as he switched the dildo machine on again and had it slowly thrust up the lad's asshole once more. This time he turned on the stimming as well. Jan had only experienced an electrified dildo up his asshole once before,a little while earlier when the stimming butt plug was introduced inside him,and his prostate began again to flex and twitch from the current.The dildo went far deeer than the plug. He gasped again with amazement at the sensation,throwing himself into the feeling of this thrusting electrified metal dick violating him. There was to be one more surprise. The tall dominant Sewerman then reached for a bottle of warm salty water that had been sitting on the radiator and poured it down a funnel that connected into the enema hose for the dildo. Again,Jan felt a new dose of warm water enter deep into his intestine. Turning a valve,Peter locked the liquid into place with the electrified dildo slowly pumping up and down from under the chair. There were a few drops leaking out,but try as he might,Jan could not expel the salty liquid. Suddenly there was an enormous twitch in his asshole. Peter had turned up the electrostimming current into the dildo and the salt water enema was conducting the power deep into his intestinal tract. His whole interior seemed to tingle.

The lad's breathing rate increased and he began to shake again as if to cum. Seeing this,Peter quickly turned the nitrous valve up and the sweet sickly cloying gas filled the breathing circuit. There was still plenty of lifegiving oxygen in the mix,but enough gas to take Jan's mind of cumming very fast.

The Rubber Skinhead watched in amazement as his master played with this dial and that,adjusted valves and gas supply. Tweaked the electrostimming programme. He watched the rubber bondage slave twitch,pant and moan in some tumult under his rubbery layers as Peter slowly began to bring him to his first gas masturbation orgasm. Reducing the nitrous mix again,he began to turn up the current and speed of the penile electrostimming rings.Jan began to get into a frenzy,desperate to cum. Once again Peter seeing Jan's stiff dick in front of him get extra hard and the poor lad's desperate twitching,still trying to cum,he sadistically increased the gas to slow down the frantic-for-release immobilised heavy rubber slave.

It was a game. Peter could let the lad come any time he wanted,but he wanted to extend the treatment. He wanted to torture the beautiful blue eyed lad,now shaven headed and trapped in intense rubber bondage. Jan was in a frantic state now,desperate to cum but confused and addled with so much gas. When the heavy thick gas came a third time he almost cried with desperation under his mask - he had been seconds away from cumming but suddenly he felt so numb he could not even feel his dick. Peter continued the treatment with various combinations of gas,with suit inflation using hot and cold water,as well as the argon gas. He turned up the heating pads so Jan was uncomforatbly hot then suddenly freezing him again with the rushing cold water. All the time he kept a careful eye on the lad's hard dick jutting upwards from the seat of the chair. He experimented with the stimming trying to discover Jan's limits. The dick stayed just as hard whatever current was put through it,but pulsed in time with the frequency of the shocks. It was nice having an experimental animal under his hands. Just for kicks he put Jan to sleep for a few minutes with the gas,then revived him with pure oxygen. The experimentation continued.

Several hours had passed. It was now time to let the lad cum in the Gas Masturbation Chair for the first time. The nitrous was reduced to a 50/50 mix. Peter turned on the popper laden gas cylinder for the first time,allowing a tiny dose into the breathing mix. He inflated the suit fully with argon,and the inflated the hood completely,which squeezed his head and face intensely under the steel bands of the metal harness.It was really uncomfortable for a few minutes but then he bagan to acclimatise to the pressure,as his brain pumped chemicals to dampen the discomfort.. Jan felt a warm glow build up. He seemed to be floating like he was in outer space. Completely detached from the outside world in his warm hypertight inflated suit. Again Peter filled up the lad's bladder with cool distilled water,but locking shut the distended bladder by closing the pipe valve until he was ready.

Now it was time. Peter turned the nipple pump up onto maximum. Jans tits were being sucked an inch up from his body with regular hard pumps a few seconds apart. The dildo pumping speed was turned up. The electro through the dildo was increased in frequency and intensity and as the steel shaft pumped in and out faster and faster as the salty enema fluid transferred the current to all parts of Jan's lower intestine,deep inside him. With every thrust of the dildo,Jan's prostate twitched. Peter turned the dick stimming to an auto programme on the stimming box which would slowly increase the speed and intensity of the stimming rings around the lads dick,adding a most odd grinding and twisting sensation. Finally,Peter gave the lad a powerful draft of the amyl nitrite that was mixed into the small compressed air cylinder.

The intense pressure from the inflated suit.The hard suckling on his nipples.The electrical explosions in his gut. The insistant electrorings electrically pulsing one by one,up and down on his superhard dick. His heart pumping hard from the amyl,the sweet inescapable nitrous gas he had to breathe,the tight bodily compression of the rubber suit. Suddenly Peter turned the valve of the catheter tube and half a litre of warm watery piss from Jan's bladder squirted once again into the anaesthetic mask. Gasping to breathe,he swallowed his own piss in huge great gulps in between breaths of gas. He could hold out no longer. Jan felt like he was exploding as his orgasm took over. His brain went into a whiteout,seeing stars and colours also. He gasped and panted,yelling into his gag,his dick pumped his thick sperm out around the catheter tube in huge jets,squirting out all over the room in all directions,even over Peter and the Rubber Skinhead who began to laugh loudly. Peter joined in,but after a few minutes had the presence of mind to return all the settings of the pumps,gas and electro to their gentle default positions.

Peter,his rubbers now covered in drops of cum,signalled for the Rubber Skinhead to get down on his knees and fellate him,which he did with pleasure to show his love and devotion to the one man he could call his master. This never took long. As Peter spurted his thick copious sewerman's load down the throat of his willing rubber skinhead servant,he could feel by the twitching and gasping of the head below him that the Rubber Skinhead had also squirted his own cum into his wet rubbers,assisted by a few strokes of his latex gloved hand against his rubber skinhead jeans.

Inside his dark wet rubber universe,Jan was in ecstacy. He never knew sex could be like this,so powerful,so strong. He now knew that he had been waiting his whole life for this experience and what had just happened would dominate every other action and thought for the rest of his life. He slumped back in his confinement and fell into a state of half sleep and lucid dreaming. He was woken within a few minutes by the anal intrusion of the steel dildo,slowly working its way in and out once again. There was to be no rest for Jan that night,as the Gas Masturbation Chair was now set onto an automatic programme,occasionally augmented by Peter's presence and personal intervention,which would see Jan milked dry throughout the night - remorselessly jerking him off again and again,making it quite impossible to sleep. Inside his rubbers Jan struggled to fight the machine and his bondage,but resistance,for now, was quite pointless.