The Drone or Slave to a Machine - Part 2

Author: eckie
Title: The Drone (or: Slave to a Machine) - Part 2
Date: 03 November 2003

Time passed and I got more and more tired, even managed to sit down cuffed as I was and get some little sleep – Inside here it was not possible to know what time it was or if it is day or night, there was not the slightest bit of sunshine getting that deep inside this bunker …

Having slept partially I could not say how much time has passed, but at some point I again heard steps coming closer... and my robber was back – now wearing leatherpants, jacket, boots – and I thought to recognize they were mine as well, he must have gone through my stuff in my house and took them, but he still was wearing my mask, this time it looked actually better done, he must have found also the makeup to fix it proper – right now I would have sworn myself it is me standing there opposite of me.

“Well, you faggot didn’t really have much value at home, got your electronics and computers together, they will make at least some money, also found some of your clothes I like, so will keep them – they seem to fit nicely on me as you can see …

I met your neighbors and said hi to them, seems they bought it and did not find out it isn’t you that was in the house … I guess I’ll keep that mask for a while and organize some more in your name … I am sure at your bank or with your credit cards I will get some more values for me, your ID card matches my looks now, so I won’t have troubles” he grinned and all I could do is think that he is absolutely right, he looked identical with me so will not have any troubles acting as myself as long as he does not bump into someone who knows me in person and asks questions ….

He continued: “As long as I run around as you, nobody will suspect you missing, so don’t even think about getting out of here so soon, and nobody will come and search or look, as you are still all around the town at the moment” – and again I thought he’s right, nobody will miss me before Monday at work, and with him being seen all over town it will look like I am just around, so nothing wrong, no search, no nothing, I am doomed here at the moment …. Totally at his mercy … and being that long plugged and rubbered already feeling very itchy, sore, not too well inside my coverage … but so far he hasn’t made any attempts to do anything with me, all he is interested in is the money and valuables … so maybe after he’s robbed all he can he might just let me go ….

Suddenly though I heard again steps coming closer, and as he did not worry about it I assumed he knew someone else was coming … I would have been surprised anyway to see some other unknown people suddenly finding this bunker, it wasn’t visited by any human in the near past as it looked like ….

From the dark into the light of the flash cam a man dressed all in leather too, about 50 years I was guessing, he wasn’t masked so did obviously not mind me seeing his face. He was strong built and looked at me now with a grin on his face – an evil grin, that did not look very good to me... though I thought if he’s into the same kink as I am, maybe it will be just a good session now to come … but seeing that grin I was suddenly not sure about that anymore …

He checked on the tape over my mouth, stroked the rubber over my body, checked on the dick and grinned even wider when he felt the cb2000 there, his hand then checking my back and feeling the plug there, giving it some pushing to make me groan – at the end I wasn’t sure how long that plug was in there already, what time it was already.. But for sure I was getting sore down there … probably also of course caused by the sweat inside the rubber …

Then that guy said: “This is interesting – you did right to tell me about him, I guess we have a deal here.” My robber then replied: “yeah he wasn’t worth much for his wallet and stuff at home, so I figured you might want to buy him for your own plays, as I recon you were into that stuff he’s wearing – ten grand and he’s all yours and I’ll help you make him disappear.” The other guy again replied: “well ten grand is a lot of money, but then again, once he officially disappeared, he’s totally mine, I can do with him what I want, he does no longer exist ... and I always wanted a toy to experiment as I wish … - so handshake on the deal – 5 grand now and the rest when he’s officially gone. The way you look right now it will be easy to get all arranged – that was a real jackpot to run into a guy with such mask…” What the heck are they talking about... disappearing? That’s not possible, sooner or later I will be missed, someone will detect I am gone, that robber cannot run around as me forever …

“Go to my car and get me the black bag on the backseat” he said to the robber … he went and returned right after with a black sports bag in his hands. The guy searched in the bag a little and then came with a knife and a tube in his hand; he carefully cut a small hole in the tape over my mouth, just big enough to get that tube inside. Then he grabbed a bottle water out of the bag and started feeding it down the tube. “Rubber is sweaty, you will need this, boy, especially because you won’t be out soon” he said – It tasted strange but I was glad to get something to drink, it did well to me after that long time, but I worried about his words .. What did he mean …?

Next the guy took out of his bag a very thick and heavy steel collar – he fitted it around my neck and I heard a heavy click, it must have an integrated lock that snapped in. He looked around and found some sort or heavy ring encased in the concrete wall in the room, he took out a heavy chain of the bag and with a heavy lock attached it to the collar – the other end he winded a few times through the ring and then also used a heavy padlock to secure it there – there was no way to force it off there now …

He then took out heavy steel shackles out of the bag and locked them around my ankles, they locked the same way as the collar, the chain between them was about 5 inches only, but also a heavy chain, no doubts it cannot forcibly be opened. He then started unlocking the handcuffs I was in all the time, telling me that it would not make any sense to do anything stupid now, I have no choice and no chance anyway, and it can go the easy way or the painful way. Of course I saw the futile situation I was in and didn’t resist. He continued on my wrists with the same style shackles as on the ankles, heavy, short connected, no way out … he locked them with my hands on the back again, but then also attached them with a short chain to the collar, my arms were forces slightly up now, there was no chance to use those hands either on the rubberzip or on the tape – still I was no able to walk inside this room as wide as the collar-chain allowed it.. Somewhat 8-10 feet around that ring in the concrete ….

“That drink was a nutritious drink, what your body needs, I will come back later to feed you again – you in-between make yourself comfortable here, boi, you won’t get anywhere so soon, and this bunker is so far off any civilization, no one ever comes even close to it, and even if someone stands right in front of it, once we close all doors here you would not be heard even without a gag. Those chains anyway prevent you from getting out – you are doomed, you are mine now and for good – get used to it – I will continue making arrangements, you just wait …” he turned to the robber, gave him a sign and they both left. I saw the heavy steel door of the room here close and heard several others too getting closed until I could no longer hear anything …

What the heck is going on here – I liked those chains, those steel restraints, and if it was a play with some friend I’d be fucking horny now, but here I feel more than strange and frightened too – I don’t get it what they talk about .. Me being sold? Me being his? Somehow I have to find a way to end this, and somehow after this weekend people anyway will start asking/searching … Right now I have no other choice but to do as he said – wait …. I walked once in a while as far as the chain allowed around and for the rest tried making it comfy on the floor – even fell a sleep some smaller parts – but my ass was still sore, and in-between every time I found the horny view on this situation I got painfully hard in the cb2000 … I had no idea though what time it was or how much time had passed so far since I got knocked down on the street ….

After many hours of waiting finally the door opened again, it was the guy alone with some bottles in his hands – he came to me and right away started feeding the fluids in the tube – it was almost 3 liters this time – and I had the urge to pee immediately … he must have seen or knows it as he said: “Go ahead, let it run, I do not care if you lie in your own piss here, but the 3 liters will be enough until I return, and it will be twice that ration tomorrow and again until all is sorted – so enjoy my company for now, the feeding will be the only company you get until all is sorted …” with that he turned and left again, I was alone .. More confused than before... I just could not make any sense in what he told here about things being arranged … was I set up by someone? Were some friends or even enemies trying to play a bad game here? I would have to wait and see, not much else left to do all locked up alone as I was …

That guy came again for feeding 4 times – each time it felt like being a day in-between... I lost total count of time here in the dark of this room I could not tell was it still Saturday or was it already a week later, my ass hurt like hell, I pissed several times inside the rubber, it was up to the hips full with piss, my dick hurt like hell, my throat hurt, everything hurt and still I couldn’t make any sense it what is happening …

The door opened again and this time he wasn’t alone, the robber was with him... again wearing my own mask, it is so weird looking into your own face on another person … but right now I was so way off any reality, I wasn’t sure anyway what is real or not here…

That guy started talking to me then: “We’re almost done, you’re be mine to do as I wish and nobody ever will know you are in my hands, nobody will search you at my places ... yes places I said, I own this bunker, just haven’t come around to furnish it as I want, but I have another one ready already, that’s where you’ll be brought as soon as things are done … We have been busy – or lets say, I have thought out the procedures, and he here executed everything according to plans – thus – actually you did all yourself, nobody ever will know it was someone else …

You job is cancelled, all your goods in your house are sold – apart from what he here wanted for himself, the rental contract is cancelled, from the money of the sales the rent is paid til end of the contract, all your other contracts are cancelled as well, no more phone, internet, insurance, all will end within the next few weeks according to the legal notices. It is very helpful to have one with your own face dealing with all those issues, helps getting around stupid questions if you do things only on paper, personally done is much better and believable. For your information: you not only cancelled everything here, you also unregistered at the city council, leaving country… You also booked a train to France to the recruitment office of the foreignlegion …. Your neighbors are aware of it as you... well he actually as you – told them and everyone else that you joined the legion … Your train leaves at 18.00 hours this afternoon, and we make sure that you will be seen entering the train and driving off…” he turned to the robber and continued: “Once you’re departure has been witnessed, it is over for you – you can just get the mask off in the train toilet and leave the next station and return … make sure I get this mask then back, I might use it …”

Now I know what they talked about – this hiding game of mine gave them the perfect opportunity to make me myself arrange my own disappearance … I could not believe what I heard .. indeed I would no longer exist here, I would not be searched, missed, looked for – he will indeed own me for good, be able to do as he wishes and I have no chance of getting help ever … I am no longer here officially …

The guy told the robber to help him get me ready and then leave to make sure my departure at the station will be witnessed without troubles … getting me ready .. What was that to mean … I found out right away …?

They laid out a rather large canvas on the ground, I saw lots of rope all over it attached, but on the floor it made some more or less circle now. The chain from the collar was removed and I was lead over to that canvas, it was more or les hobbling with the shackles, but I got used to those already. I was to sit on my ass now, my legs were folded close so that my knees were almost touching my chin and my feet were almost touching my ass. The chain that held the cuffs to the collar was removed, the one of the cuffs was opened and my arms brought to the front – what relief that was after that long time on the back, but right away they were now locked together again, just in front of the shackles around the wrists, so that they could be locked together then too. The collar then was attached with short chain as well to the chain of the leg shackles, all in al I made a small package by now.

Then they folded up the canvas around me and by pulling all the ropes attached it suddenly tightened around my folded body, encasing it totally, restraining every further move, I looked like some sort of ball hanging from some strings now. A few knots in the ropes and there was no way that ball would open up again. I heard some loud noises; something was brought close to where I was. I was then lifted up and let down on some platform – but it right away moved, so maybe some carriage on rolls or similar it must be, I was rolled away somewhere … We soon stopped and I was lifted up again and as it seems obviously put inside some trunk now, a nice package stored in the trunk… no way out, no noises … a piece of property to that guy …

The trunk closed and I could hear some mumbling, they obviously talked to each other now before I felt the car door shut and the care drove away. The ride was at least1 or 1,5 hours before we stopped again, after another 10 or 15 minutes the trunk opened again. I heard some mechanical noise , felt someone working on the ropes of that canvas ball and suddenly with much more mechanical noise I felt myself being lifted up – some sort of winch must now take me out of that trunk. At some point the winch stopped and right after I heard the car being started again and driving away … I was hanging somewhere, no idea where in the world I might be at the moment, no idea what is to come ….