The Longest Weekend Part 3

Author: cbtlover84
Title: The Longest Weekend Part 3
Date: 25 July 2012

This is a joint story co-written by Pup Nitro and KinkyGearGuy in July 2011. Hope you enjoy it.

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--- Saturday Evening ---
Sir woke up on the couch in the living room still in full gear. He must have dozed off after he ate his sandwich. Looking at his watch he saw that it was 6:00 PM he had now left the boys running their cycle for two full hours. His cock throbbed inside his gear as he thought of the two boys still rigged up in the next room and the Hell they were going through right now. He stood up and walked down the hallway and before he could open the door he heard the low grunts from the other side of the door. He opened the door and flipped on the light and saw both boys still in the exact same spot and the machine still doing its magic, the floor between them was covered with cum and piss. He hit the Kill switch on the milking machine and the electro and watched the boys snap back into reality as they realized he was back in the room.

"I decided to take a nap since you both were a little busy anyway. Are you ready for more or ready for some rest?"

He reached up and took out the gag from both boy's throats and they each rasped "break, Sir" the best they could.

"Good, I was hoping you'd say that. It is later than I expected and I want to make sure you both spend enough quality time in The Box tonight."

Both boys snapped their heads up and looked at him. "Come on, you didn't really think that a 'break' meant milk and cookies on the sofa did you?"

Although neither boy had been in the box, they could only imagine what an entire night in it could entail. All they knew was that while building it, Sir had had a couple of ‘volunteers’ who had spend varying periods of time testing various aspects of it. Nobody had ever been able to find out what they had gone through. One had since been collared and prohibited from ever speaking to anyone again except his master. One had moved away to explore an unexpected newfound top side. Two didn’t remember having volunteered to help Sir build it. And the last...well, he was special to begin with, so it was hard to get much in the way of useful information from him. Just talk of ‘shiny music’, ‘tickle happy’, ‘squirt squirt ouch ouch’ and the like.

The boys knew if they were going to get through The Box, they were going to have to do so together...

Sir started to get things ready for the boy’s trying evening. He knew that this was going to be a huge stretch for them, but he also knew this is what they had asked for, and what they needed. The box consisted of a large coffin-like wooden box that was lined in padded rubber with dozens of restraint points on the inside. There was a full ventilation system and also both a heating and cooling system installed on the inside that could be controlled remotely. The padding inside the box also made the box soundproof from the outside, which is good because when the top closed on the box it formed a bed for him to sleep on .

He flipped open the top of the box and then brought Red over from where he had been tied up and walked him over to the box. “I don’t care what you two say once that lid closes, but if either one of you speaks a word until then, then you both get gagged for the remainder of the night in the box.” He helped Red lay down in the box face up and started restraining him down to the built in eye bolts all along the boxes length. He reached into Red’s suit and added an electro cockring around his cock and then shoved an XL electro plug up his ass with no warning. He loved to see Red pull against the restraints and strain not to scream with the plug being shoved in so hard. He zipped Red’s suit back closed around all the electrodes and then went to get Blue. He brought Blue over and laid him down on top of Red face to face and restrained him in the same manner. The boys were now face to face and crotch to crotch, but unable to do more than a minimal wiggle of movement. He brought two hoses down and stuck them inside the boy’s mouths and taped them to their cheeks. “When you need something to drink suck on these. I can also force the fluid to keep running without you sucking, just to keep you on your toes.” He knew that this was attached to a water source outside the box that would only provide water when the boys sucked on it, but he also knew that by pressing a button he could use a funnel to introduce fluids that would be a constant stream whether the boys like it or not.
“Good night boys. It is about 9 PM and I plan on sleeping in.” With that he slammed the lid down and padlocked it closed plunging the two boys into darkness.

“Tommy what have we gotten ourselves into” Red said through the darkness.

“We…. Last time I checked YOU got us into this box Steve….” Blue snarled.
Just then the boys were blinded by strobe lights throughout the box as their cocks and asses flared with electro in pattern with the lights.

Red figured they'd just wait it out. It wasn't that bad, all in all. The strobe seemed to be slowing down a bit too. Blue found himself not really focusing, but not really falling asleep either. Red snapped at him to wake up. The lights were so pretty. And the electricity felt so horny. Blue felt his harden returning despite having been jacked for hours by the Venus. Blue moaned a little which got Red's attention as the electro in his ass and around his balls seemed to intensify just as Blue moaned. He tried moaning in response, and felt the shift in Blue's position that gave away the story. Red whispered... 'Tommy, the electro is cross wired...if you make noise, I get shocked and vice-versa. Almost as if to prove the point, Blue moaned again, setting off Red, putting the two of them into a feedback loop where the continuity of the shocks seemed to fill in the spaces between the flashes of the strobe. The two boys were fully hard now, with precum starting to dribble onto the rubber between them.

And still the electro pulsed and paced the two boys, getting their bodies into a steady rhythm that the box would use to take greater control of them than they realized.

On the bed forming the cover of the box, the man sat reading a book, periodically looking up at the video monitor displaying his two boys just beneath him. For now he had the sound off, but the flashing of the strobe was captivating even to him. He turned off the video, but left on the screen showing stats about the box, temp, humidity, strobe period, ambient noise level, time. Just after 10 pm...time to move The Box to stage two. He went to the keyboard below the screen, and pressed Cmd+F2. He watched as the electro intensity dropped down to 15%, barely noticeable. The strobe intensity weakened, and the frequency lowered to around 8 beats per minute. After ten minutes of this the Man knew his boys were certainly synchronized. They were almost certainly in a state of trance by now, as subs, suggestible to begin with, after being initially tenderized by the Box, highly so.

He pushed Cmd+F3 and noted the sound level increased ever so slightly. They would be striving to hear what it was trying to say to them, but their brains would be understanding, what they couldn't make out.

He pressed Cmd+F4 on the keyboard to initiate the final phase of his conditioning program on the two boys for the night. He watched the screen as the Oxygen levels started to decrease slightly to make the boys work for their breaths, and the temperature edged up to 85 F. He also knew that underneath him, right at the head of the two boys, a door opened inside the box releasing the chloroform into the air.

“What is that smell” Blue and Red said at the same time right before Blue sank down on top of Red and they feel asleep in unison with their snores still setting off the others’ electro.
Above them Sir put down his book and layed back knowing that tomorrow morning he would have two boys that wanted nothing more than to serve him and would have key hypnotic triggers installed from the repetitive audio that was starting inside the box. His cock throbbed in his gear that he still wore, but he wasn’t going to waste this load, that was what he had boys for.

He set the timer on the computer for 5am to run the Cmd+F5 macro, and 6am to run Cmd+F6, then rolled over, and promptly fell asleep, left hand wrapped around his raging throbbing hardon.

He fell into a nice deep slumber, and dreamed of boys waiting on him, working for him, being his toys, making life easy, sexy, and oh so satisfying... His cock continued to throb as his mind kept focus on his goals and plans.

In his dreams, he thought of Red and Blue... two boys he’d known for some time, and how they would serve as cornerstones in his house. They would be his greatest achievement. And they would never want for more than to be exectly that for him. And his cock grew harder still.

Inside the box, Red and Blue were dreaming as well. Their breathing synchronized, their chests rising and falling in perfect opposition, so the space they took up together never shifted much. The subliminal voices continued on in their sleep, incorporating themselves in their dreams. The temperature continued to rise as they sweated in their enclosure, and their systems processed the light ixture of drugs being fed to them with their stream of water.

Their brains were being turned against them (as if they wanted anything different) and their dreams were being guided gently, yet firmly in a very definite direction...

Red woke 5 minutes before the alarm set for him would go off. He opened his rest chamber, removed the headphones and goggles that he wore every night and placed them on the pillow in the cabinet and gently closed it.

He stared at the picture of himself in the mirror in the playroom for a moment. Naked, except for his solid red anodized aluminum collar, and solid red chastity pouch.

“My name is Red. I am my Master’s boy, servant, and toy. All that I do, I do for him. His happiness is my happiness. His will is my will. My name is Red.”

He turned and walked to the other cabinet in the room, knocked on the case three times, and then walked out of the playroom to start his day with making coffee for the house...

Blue’s cock throbbed in the Box as he dreamed...the drugs in their water ensuring that they both stay hard and horny overnight as their brains were massaged bit by bit... His eyes, flicking as he moved into a nother cycle of REM sleep.

Blue awoke as he heard the knock on the case. It was an odd day so he was second today. He paused a moment and mentally ran through what was on the schedule for an odd day. He pushed open the cabinet lid, and breathed deep, enjoying the smell of the playroom, first thing in the morning. He removed the goggles ad headphones that he wore everynight and placed them on the pilow in the cabinet and gently closed it.

He stared at himself in the mirror of the playroom for a moment. Naked, except for his solid blue anodized aluminum collar, and solid blue chastity pouch.

“My name is Blue. I am my Master’s boy, servant, and toy. All that I do, I do for him. His happiness is my happiness. His will is my will. My name is Blue.”

Blue turned and walked out of the playroom, gently closing the door behind him. He began his day by reviewing Sir’s meal choices for the day, and verifying that the kitchen contained all that was needed.

At that, Red entered the kitchen, having just brought Sir his morning coffee.

Blue closed the refrigerator. He turned and walked over to Red, no more than 6 inches apart. Simultaneously they recited: “My name is Blue/Red. I am my Master’s boy, servant, and toy. Red/Blue is my brother whom I love like no other, save Master.” The stepped forward and each place their hands on the other buttocks, pulling them together, belt to belt. They kissed, and continued kissing, having nothing else on their agenda until either a) Sir enters the kitchen, or b) 3 minutes passes, in which case they should both ensure that all is well with Sir.

He walked in the room and saw Blue and Red embraced and grinding their chastity belts against one another as they are programmed to do. He leaned against the doorway and watched the sight before him. It has already been a week since the boys spent that first night in The Box, and they both had gotten exactly what they had asked for before the weekend. Each boy had independently told him that they wanted to be trained to be houseboys to serve him. At the time they had not realized that there was another boy in the equation also, but they had clearly embraced that as well.

He was certainly enjoying the fact that the boys were both there to take care of his needs. He had the financial stability through his investments that he had made to support them, which is why he extended this offer to them to help them gain some direction.

Now they spent every day taking care of his needs and desires.

That Sunday morning when he opened the box both boys were reciting the pledge that had been taught to them subliminally overnight. He took them out of The Box one by one and fitted them each for their new chastity belts. These would be staying on going forward except for when the roll of the dice dictated them to come off. It would all be in chance's hands now as to when they got to blow their loads.