MY VACATION IN RUBBER SHOP PART 7 and 8

Author: slave203439
Title: MY VACATION IN RUBBER SHOP PART 7 and 8
Date: 10 May 2009

Part 7

Dog Training continue and daily schedule

So Blacky, Tom said, it is time to go out again. Lets go to the dog park! I drunk last coffee as fast I could and Tom attached the leash on my collar and we went out of shop again. Even if that was difficult to walk all fours I managed to do that a little bit easier as in the mornging. I was learning how to walk on all the fours. Tom tapped me very often making me feel happy and confortable. He said all the time I am a good dog and he will train me behave, act and look great one during this first week. I felt happy. I didn’t feel miserable at all with Tom and I noticed he is skillful dog-handler. Tom trained me to walk better and better when we walked to the dog park. I started feel proud to be a great dog.

Finally we arrived thedog park and Tom let me piss and shit there. Of cause only dogs way. Tom guided me very strictly and did not accept any misbehavior or unperfect acts. I learned to sit, walk, lay, fetch and many others skills dogs needs and find them funny. I really enjoyed time with Tom. After several hours of dg training in the dog park Tom let me free for awhile. At once I ran there to there and met other dogs. Just as I met first dog there it started at once sniff at my ass and lick it. That felt strange but then there came other dogs too and I did sniff at a dog ass too and instinctly lick dog ass too. Tom was surpriced and I got shocked. Uh! What I did! Tom catched me and leashed and we got back to the rubber shop. There was lots of ordinary people on the streat we went but I didn’t care about them any more.

It was late afternoon we came back to the rubber shop so Tom took me to basement for maintenance. Joe came there too. After special washing in the pool and hanging for to get try there was something extra treatment waiting. I wondered what Joe was arranging but right after taking me down from drying suspension I was strapped on weird fraime. The frame hold stictly my collar and I couldn’t move head at all. My paws was also locked and long plug was pushed deep in my ass. I couldn’t move a muscle and even if there was possibility to change a little bit position that plug deeply in my ass cut off any wishes to move a muscle. It was just better even not to think to move.

I felt something that Tom and Joe attached something on the dog suit I wear but I couldn’t figure what that might be. Then there was total silence and I got worried. What the shit they are doing now. After about 10 or 20 minutes I started to feel something strange on my skin. First that was like millions of ants running on my skin all over. I tried to scream but no use. I try to get free but plug in my ass felt more terrible and then I got electric shock on my balls. Tom punnished me. I managed to cool down and soon the feeling start chance. Nice soft air running all over my skin. Tom and Joe was giving me air treatment to keep my skin all right. Now that feeling get awesome. The air was nice warm, dry and that was exclusively delight! Then Tom and Joe explaned to me that skin needs fresh and dry air to stay well if wearing long time rubber.

The terrible feeling caused because rubber loosened the skin. I got that air treatment several hours and I was very tired after that. Tom switched off the machine and Joe unstrapped me. Them Tom took me to the dog cage and locked again my collar to the wall and cage too. All the other slaves where already fully rubbered, gasmasked and chained to the wall as in the first night I slept there too.

Good night Blacky, Tom and Joe said. Now you know your daily rutine! I get asleep quickly. I was so exhausted after long day as rubber dog. My fantasy has come true. I smiled and slept well.
The first week went very fast with Tom. I had fun and so had Tom. We matched very well together. Tom tapped me on the head very often and told me I was learning fast and I would make great help for rubber sale for the Rubber shop now. Tom told me that lots of new customers has dropped in the shop and sale has increased nice! I get used to beeing dog very deeply and hardly remembered how all this begun. I was just a rubber dog in the Rubber shop.

Part 8
Restrained in the shop
Soon the week with Tom was over and Joe got the response on me, the rubber dog Blacky. The daily schedule was very similar three times a day out for piss, shit and walk, dogs food three times a day, daily wash and skin-care and beeing used for better sale for Rubber shop.

I was becoming a very good friend with Joe during first week and there was no problem when Joe took the response on me. Joe worked long days as customer service in the shop and I was all the time with him. I followed Joe everyhwere as good dog does. Many customers tapped me and told Joe he has awesome well trained dog. Even some of customers asked how much that dog cost but Joe laughted, Blacky is not on sale, yet. Sale on yet? What that means? Are they going to sell me out? That would be the final thing to kill my all hope to get out of this. No they cannot do that. They dare not do that with out Boss’s permission.

The week when quite fast with Joe. Joe was also expert with restraining so very often he also locked me on different kind of rigid irons and different position. The most disconfortable thing was dog position iron on the front window where people steared in and specially me in fully covering shiny rubber. Well the strearing of people wasn’t bad but terrible heating Sun! Joe locked me on that terrible place every afternoon when Sun hits badly on that widonw and me in black rubber. I sweated up terrible every time. Then on Friday the busiest day in the rubber shop Joe locked me again very early on that front widow on dog position.

There was lots of customers in the Rubber shop and all the slaves were very busy. No-one noticed that I am still locked on that terrible rigid iron and the Sun was terrible burning. I felt I am gong to smell in there. I parked as loud as I could but just a few cutomers give me some notice and tapped me on the head and said nice doggy, nicedoggy! The day was busy and slaves had no time to give me a minute and soon that was late night. I saw the clock and notice that soon it will be closing time and then I would be taken care of and let out of this. But closing time went and still there was lots of customers dropping in and there was no sign that the Rubber shop would be closed soon.

I was now terrible thirsty and hungry but no considering was given. Finaly very late the Rubber shop was closed and there was totally silent. Yes! At last I will be let out of this dog position! But no sound or movement around. Soon the lights turned off. I was left there in dog position over whole night! I tried to park but hardly could make any voice at all my mouth was to try. Oh no! No! This is the time the slaves must be already locked on the wall in the basement! There is no hope to get free any more! I have to wait all that night!

I tried to rest on that dog position but there was still many people walking on the streets. Very often some skinheads in ruff skinwears and leathermen in full shiny leather jeans, jackets and nice tall boots stopped front of me and laughted to me. I felt myself so humiliated! Later on the night there cathered gang of skinheads. I heart them planning to steal the dog. They tried to break the door and then the window. I was so terrifiend that I pissed under on the floor and all those skinheads laughted to die! Hey hey that shit is real! It is alive rubber dog! Fuck, a real rubber dog! Woof woof! They shouted and tried to break window again but they were already so drunk that they missed.

After about an hour the skinheads left and I was reliefed. I couldn’t sleep and was very exhausted. Still several hours left on the window. Oh, how much I missed that safe cage on the basement! ( writers comment: writer has no bad thoughts against skineads or I am not telling that skinheads are bad people. writer wears skinhead wears itself time to time and have shaved head. So just a story!)

In the morning Tom asked Joe where is Blacky. Joe got snow white face and was shocked. Oh’ my! I forgotten blacky for hole day and night on the front window! No! No! Poor Blacky! Tom ordered at once Henry and Eric to check me and let me off the rigid iron. I was very reliefed when I saw Henry and Eric coming to release me. They carefully helpped me off the dog position rigid iron and I colapsed on the floor. They gave me some nutrision drink and I greatfully drunk that all. They told me that they were very sorry that Joe and all of them has so totally forgotten me there.

I started to recover step by step and when I got on my all fours I saw exactly similar dog coming. Joe was at once covered similary as I was into full rubber and dog gear. Even the hood and feeding tube was attached on him and he couldn’t talk any more. Tom has Joe on the leash and took him to the front window I still were beside. Tom said that Joe will be punnished similary as I had suffered there but three time longer! Just water will be given and Joe is going to drink all the piss of those customers who wants to piss on the funnel attached the dog hood Joe worn.

Then Joe was placed on the dog position rigid iron on the front window of the Rubber shop and locked there. Then Tom took the piss funnel and attached it into the hood Joe worn and locked it on. Then Henry and Eric took me to the basement and gave me best care they every could! First of cause fresh good coffee with sugar and milk and nice freshing shower and nice air treatment! I loved that! Then I was taken into the cage, locked onto the wall, cage safe locked and let get nice rest! At once I got asleep.

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