New Suit part II

Author: latexm8
Title: New Suit part II
Date: 16 December 2011

I came to slowly. I felt that I was in a moving vehicle. I opened my eyes, but saw nothing. I felt something in my mouth and tried to figure out what it was, but there was no room for my tongue to move around to explore it. I moaned involuntarily. I heard a laugh.

I felt a hand on my thigh, but with the feel latex between the two. Instantly I remembered the catsuit and the hot man who made it for me. The one that had chloroformed me, not totally against my will, had now gagged and hooded me. I tried to keep myself calm as I processed all of this. I reminded myself that I liked this guy and trusted him.

My hearing was muffled but through the hood I heard him say "Just relax and go with it boy. You are safe. We are on the way to the party."

I remembered the fetish party now. He had mentioned bringing me to it to advertise his rubber crafting skill. I would be wearing a catsuit and hood he had made. I hadn't actually agreed to this, but didn't object either. I guess it was happening.

As I tried to move my arms I became aware that my hands were in some kind of fist mitts and fastened to a belt around my waist. I also realized something had been shoved up my ass. I moaned again and got another slap on my thigh.

"Almost there boy. Don't get restless. Breath slow. Need to look alive if I am going to make a sale."

For the first time, I focused on my breathing. It seemed I could breath both through a hole in the gag and through my nostrils. There was a stong rubber scent to the air though. There was also a sound to my breathing that made me think I was wearing a gas mask over the hood.

I felt the vehicle stop and heard a door open and close. Then the door next to me opened and I felt myself being unstrapped from the seat.

I felt two strong hands, one under each armpit grab my torso and was instructed to step out. I did not realize the height of the vehicle so I appreciated the guiding hands as I felt for the ground with my right foot. Once I was standing up I realized I had a pair of boots on, which was odd as I had trainers on when I had arrived at my captor's house.

I heard a click under my chin and felt myself being pulled forward by my neck. I was being led by a leash. We walked a short distance and I began to hear sounds of other men. A few groped my groin and others pinched a nipple through the latex of my suit. Eventually we stopped and I heard my captor next to my ear say "stay here boy" and then I heard him start to talk to another man but could not follow the conversation as they seemed to move away.

I was groped some more guys while I stood still. I tried to react as little as possible.

Somebody grabbed my cock and balls and started squeezing hard. The man said in a heavy accent "This should be locked up boy". Before I could figure out what he meant I felt him pulling on the zippers on my suit. They did not open. Then I got a sharp blow to my groin, maybe a knee. As doubled over and then I heard the voice say "that's better". Then he pivoted so he was standing behind my bent body holding me up by hips. He was rubbing a hard cock against me and he leaned forward so his torso was on my back and through my hood I heard him say "if these zippers weren't locked I'd fuck you real good boy, right here". Then he suddenly stopped and let go of me. I thought I heard him walk away.

A few minutes later I heard my captor tell me we were going into a private room as my leash was tugged forward.

We walked a short distance and I heard a door close. I was instructed to keep my eyes closed as the gas mask was removed. Apparently the eyes on the gasmask had been blacked out. The hood itself had dark lenses that let in some light, and as I opened my eyes they adjusted to the light level in the room.

My captor was smiling at me wearing a black rubber uniform and tall black boots and a black cap. He asked if I was ok, so I nodded yes. He asked if wanted out and I shook my head no. He asked me if minded the chloroform and I shook my head no again. Then he took a little amber bottle out of his pocket and placed it on the table saying maybe we'll play with it again sometime. I nodded yes and he laughed.

Next he unsnapped the front of his rubber pants and pulled out his cock. Slowly he began stroking it and told me I was turning him on.

I barely knew this man yet hearing him say this made me so happy. I enjoyed pleasing this man. Maybe it was because he seemed to be willing and able to make my fantasies happen or maybe it was the easy way he took control. I am not sure but I knew I wanted to continue pleasing him. I felt a deep need to please him as I watched him stroke his dick in front of me. I was totally mesmerized when I heard him ask "you want this boy". Before I could think about it I was nodding again.

He laughed, took hold of my leash and led me deeper into the room, where a saw a fuck bench. He undid the belt around my waist and helped me get up on the bench. My mitted fists were still linked together and were put in front of me and attached by a clip, while my knees rested on pads and by torso and abdomen rested on the top of the bench. These were quickly strapped into place.

Then I felt him laying on top of me talking into my ear telling me he wanted me to focus on feeling him inside me, so he was putting the blacked out gasmask back on. As soon as he said it, he pulled the mask over my head and i was in darkness again. I was mesmerized by the sound of my breathing through the gasmask again.

I heard keys, felt something being handled behind me, and then felt cool air around me ass. I had played with dildos and plugs but had never been fucked. He did not know his and I had no way to communicate it to him.

"I am not sure where the lube is boy, I'll be right back."

I did not like being alone in this position but was in no position to complain.

I heard him return a moment later. I felt him rub the outside of my hole. I felt him grab the plug and shake it a bit while pulling it out. I moaned. Then I felt him work some lube into my hole and I felt the tip of his dick at the entrance. At first he lingered just with the tip poking me almost teasing or hesitating. Then he pushed all the way in. It felt so good. I enjoyed the feeling of connecting with Him. He started building a rhythm of thrusts and almost pulled completely out a few times. I moaned loudly and His hand suddenly covered the hole in my gasmask air valve.

A heavily accented voice said, "stay quiet boy".

I shuddered. This was not my captor this was the asshole who had struck my balls earlier! I was not getting any air and started to struggle as much as possible. I did not want to be fucked by this guy, but felt him thrust into me again and again, now faster without loosening his hand over the air valve. The room started spinning as I heard him roar and felt him coming inside of me.