The Suit - Part 4

Author: eckie
Title: The Suit - Part 4
Date: 09 May 2004

Back in the house: The next morning L. got woken up by the ring of the doorbell, it was already almost noon, L. had a really long sleep. L. heard B. opening the door and then calling - 'delivery for you - I let them unload it in the garage'. So L.'s crate arrived now, the boy inside must be soaked in sweat, well cooked by now and for sure in need for lots of fluids again. So L. got up and got dressed, walking downstairs to have a look at the delivery, but in the hallway B. caught him and took him into the kitchen - 'no need to rush, your boy will make it another half hour for sure in there, so lets have a coffee first'. So they had a good cup of coffee now and L. slowly woke up during it. L. was not a morning guy, so it always took a while to be fully awake, and coffee sure helped him well there.

Finished with the second coffee they decided to have a look at the toy in the crate, see if he deserves a release already, so they went outside in the garage. The crate was standing there in the middle of the large garage, B. had take out the car before they unloaded the crate. Before they opened the crate again, B. said he wanted his boy to watch, so he got outside and opened the trunk of his car, his boy still hogtied inside. B. had quickly removed the bits that held his boy in this hogtie and lifted him out of the trunk, the boy being weak on his feet, so his master supported him in his walk inside the garage. Right in front on the top of the crate B. pushed his boy down, so he got on his knees and B. then started removing the hood of his boy's head. The boy blinked his eyes to get used to the sudden light again, at last he has been in that trunk hooded and blind for the last 13 hours. A soft 'thank you sir' came out of the boy's mouth after the hood was gone and immediately he bowed his head again, L. kept on being impressed by this boy's behave. B. told him to watch closely when they unpacked the toy in the crate, so the boy looked up now and watched as ordered.

B. got some tools off the workbench in the garage while L. unlocked all the padlocks on the crate. Then they both removed the nails that held the lid locked on the crate. I was awake inside the crate, but barely reacting to the noises I heard, I had given up everything in the past days, had let myself fall into the destiny I was facing at the moment, my mind had drifted away form my body, I was aware things are happening but no longer actively taking part on it at the moment. I heard the banging and cracking outside, so they must be working on the lid of this coffin I have been spending the last almost 20 hours in, not to talk about the immobility, the heat, the electro and the frustration inside my isolation, cut off the world and alone with myself. I would do everything asked just to get free now, if they let me out of my prison, let me be human again, whatever they would ask I would just agree to it.

Once they took off the lid, the cocoon came free and the boy got quite big eyes looking at it, a thick rubber cocoon lying inside a well padded crate - and checking him out, they could see the boy's bulge grow immediately, he sure liked the view of it. Then they lifted the cocoon out of the crate and let it down on the floor next to it. They moved the empty crate away to the corner of the garage and then turned the cocoon around, so L. could unlock and open the zip of the cocoon. L. could feel the steamy heat coming out of the rubber cocoon while opening the zip, as well they all could smell the scent of old warm sweat combined with the smell of piss, of course I had to release myself into the fur-coated inside the leather suit, and with the cocoon being air and watertight closed there was no way out for it, all the sweat and piss was soaked inside the leather now. They now took the leathered body out of the rubber cocoon and placed it next to it on the floor again. The boy's eyes kept growing bigger, now that he saw the body inside the rubber still being covered, this time in heavy leather head to toe, all locked up from top to bottom. I am sure the boy would have loved to rub his hard dick now, but he was still cuffed and being a good slave he would not dare touching himself ever without permission.

Being a sunny day again and already after noon, it was quite hot outside again, inside the garage was some shadow, but why would one want those two packed boys to miss the nice warm sun, so they two masters came up with the idea of walking them a bit in the sun. L. asked B. if he had received the keys for all the padlocks, else it would not be possible to let me walk at all. B. just grabbed inside his pocket and had a handful of keys there. They undid all the padlocks on the arms and legs, so I finally was able to move my arms and legs, the first time since Thursday morning, when I stupidly agreed to stay inside this suit another day. L. helped me up to sit, knowing it won't be possible to stand up right away, and B. massaged my legs, making sure blood circulation gets going again. B. opened the collar and hood, warning me again about the looking and speaking, but I was robotic keeping my eyes closed and mouth quiet. Even though I was out of the crate, even though the locks were removed, I still was captured inside this steamy sweaty suit, still locked in chastity, still plugged and still wired to the tens unit - obedience was the only choice at this moment. While B. kept getting my circulation in the arms and legs going, L. started feeding me with fluids, lots of them, slowly feeding me sip by sip - almost 15 minutes to get my lost body fluids back in again. The longer I sat there and the more fluids I sipped, the better I started feeling, and slowly I started coming back into this world, started realizing the pain in all parts of my body, started realizing the heat inside this suit ... and I thought if it was wise to ask .. no... to beg for release now, would I really be able to cope any longer with my situation ...? All the time the boy was watching, sure with a raging hard on, fascinated about the toy inside the suit, fascinated about the treatment I had gone through the past days ... Even though the boy was covered in head to toe rubber and an additional leather layer, still he was jealous on that suit, would have loved trying this one on himself, but it was not him to speak up or beg, just his hard on gave him and his thoughts away easily ...

My thoughts about begging for release were interrupted by L. starting to talk to me: "So far you have done very well, boy, I am proud of you, but the weekend is not yet over, so you will have to get on just some more. I haven't heard you complaining and that is good so, I would be very disappointed if you did, after all I did get this suit made especially for you, and at the end of the weekend you will appreciate it just as much as I appreciate having such good toy at my disposal. Time to get your limbs get some practice after all that stiff times in your prison." Said that he pulled back on the gag/hood, zipped it shut and locked the collar on again. I could again only have the smell of the soaked fur inside the leather in my nose, but that nose was my only air supply, no way to prevent myself from this smell. L. ordered me to get on all fours and with his help I managed to get up and turn on all fours as ordered. He also again turned on the tens unit, almost at full capacity, he thought after 2 days of continuous treatment I got used to it and need more strength in the shocks. I shuddered at the first moment and began moaning into the gag, he pats my head and said that he can see I am enjoying myself again already. I wasn't really enjoying anything at all at the moment, wanted to get out desperately, but his words told me that I would sure not please him by begging for it, would disappoint him, and in my situation, disappointing him might be fatal, who knows what he had in mind as punishment for me if I would disappoint him now, especially in front of his friends.

L. now took each of my legs and bent them upwards again so they almost touched my butt, and B. helped him attaching them to the upper leg and other d-rings on the suit, so I had no choice but remain on all fours or when asked walk on all fours - they said we are going to be walked outside, so crawling it will be for me, sure making me sweat even more inside my hot suit. Leaving me thee on my fours they now turned to the boy, still kneeling there with wide eyes staring at the entire situation. B. un cuffed his hands now, and even though the boy could have stretched his arms now after those long time cuffed, he still kept them on his back, just as a good boy would have to. B. ordered him now to get on all fours too, to the boy moved and got himself in doggy position as ordered. Then they fixed the boys legs just the same way as mine, he also would now just be able to crawl on all fours. They both ordered us to follow, taking each of us by the collar and dragging us towards the car. WE were both helped inside the trunk then, having two packed boys in there was already quite tight. The lid shut and right after the engine started and we drove away. B. living so far outside of any other town made it easy to do anything outdoors, so they drove towards the close woods, it was only a 20 minutes drive, but still quite a distance to the house now.

On a light spot inside the woods the stopped and let us both out of the trunk. The boy was ordered now to crawl right in front of me, his ass right in front of my head. They did not want to make it too easy for us, so they locked my wrists on short chains to each of the boy’s legs. I would now have to coordinate my arm moving with his leg moving while we are being walked. Next B. opened the rear zip of the boy’s leather suit and also the zip of his rubber suit underneath, so he was able to pull out the boys balls and then shut both zips close around the balls. Then he fixed a tight parachute again around the balls and pulled it backwards towards my head so that the boy had to give in and now almost touched my head with his ass, then B. locked the parachute with a short chain to my collar. Out of the trunk came again a hood which B. pulled over the boys head, the hood also with a gag included and only a few very small pinholes to see. At least the boy was able to see something, I was already again in the dark since the feeding. Since my tens unit still worked my parts I kept winding and slightly moaning most times during it, whereas the boy kept totally silent all time, now being gagged he could not speak anymore anyway.

B. now talked to his boy, pointing towards the direction we came from: "This is the way home, boy, you are the one that can see so you will have to lead the other boy, drag him on his collar by your balls. On the way back there are two little rivers to cross, there is no bridge, so don't bother looking for it. They have fresh mountain water, so it will be nice cold - it will give you two a nice cooling during your walk, but to cross it you will both have to walk through it, and that won't be possible without getting all under. In your current restraints you should be able to make it in 4 hours easily, it is now 2 in the afternoon, so I expect to see you both in the garage at latest 6 p.m., which will give enough time to catch breath, take care of dinner and chores and get ready for the party later in the evening. If you're failing, you both will spend the next three days tied as you are dropped down into the ditch, spend the days with the house waste, and I make sure the sun will burn well on the locked lid of that ditch. So you should start walking right away, else you won't make it in time.

I was not knowing where we were or how far it was, but blind, tied, sweaty and in pain I was sure it will be a problem making it back to where they wanted us, and I was depending on the boy in front of me dragging me in the right directions, the boy of course would sure have sore balls by the time we are back, he lastly had to use his balls to direct me proper. The boy immediately started crawling towards the house, and it took us some time to coordinate his legs with my arms and his balls pulling me in the right way. It must have been a great image to watch us there, but after some time we managed to get moving. Starting in the woods it is not really an even ground to walk/crawl on, so the boy had problems getting me dragged proper over all the roots and other bumpiness of the ground there, but after about 15 minutes we cleared the woods and came to open field. Sure fewer roots to stumble over, but the full heat of the sun now on both our bodies. The crawling was getting us heavily sweating already, and with the sun burning on the black leathers the water ran inside the boy’s rubber suit and it soaked the fur inside my leather suit, making it even worse and more difficult to crawl along.

Once the two masters lost us out of sight they got back in the car and returned to the house, they could relax now for a while until we were back. They had a shower and some cool drinks in the garden at the pool. They talked about us two being sweaty and exhausted by now, and probably in about half an hour the first little river will give us the first cooling, but it will also soak the suits totally, making them even heavier as they are, thus making it more difficult to continue crawling after it. With the boy leading the way we got slowly further and further, I had no idea as to how long the way would be or where we were at all, I had to trust the pull I received permanently from the boy’s balls. He again wanted to meet his masters demands and be back in time, so he kept going, not really thinking how I might be behind him, as long as he felt the pull on his balls he knew I was following, The first little river they talked about was behind us already, and the water soaked in the leather was at first a good relief, cooling down the extreme heat we experienced inside our suits, but now it made it just worse to crawl along. 4 hours time they gave us, I wasn't sure how long we were on the way already, but knew it would not be so soon that we could get a rest from our torture.

The two at the pool has a relaxed afternoon and even dozed away in the shadow there. 4 hours pass faster you can imagine when you doze, so when L. woke up again and looked at his watch it was already a quarter passed 6, the boys must be in the garage by now already or else ... He woke up B as well and they both went to the garage, and ... surprise ... both boys (well how could we have separated anyway) on all fours standing thee in the middle of the garage, both dripping from seat and the water that soaked in their suits, both heavy breathing from exhaustion. "good boy" B. said to his boy and pats his head, L. did the same to me - not knowing the time I was relieved that we must have made it in time, else they would not be satisfied with us. B. promised his boy some time to relax and get the chores if we make it in time, so he untied the boy’s balls from my collar, released his legs and allowed him to stand up. He then removed the hood and gag from the boy and told him to get out of the bike suit and jump into the pool in his rubbers, getting some cooling for 10 minutes and then start doing the chores and getting dinner ready for the evening. The rubber remains on during all the time. Being rather cool inside the house the boy won't be so much in heat then after cooling down in the pool and then doing his chores and dinner, but what about myself, I was still hot as hell and still no release in sight ...

My legs were released now as well and L. helped me up on my feet, still a bit weak but with his support I was lead into the back garden towards the pool. "You have earned yourself some cooling too, boy, you did well today again, here you can stand in the pool, it is just deep enough to leave your nose outside the water" and with that he gave me a push and I fell into the cool water of the pool. Of course it was by surprise and I had trouble getting myself in an upright position so that my feet touched the ground, and of course during that time the suit and fur inside soaked itself totally full water, this suit must now have tripled its weight, luckily as long as I was in the water it would not matter, and the coolness of the water was more than just welcome. additionally I found myself soaking up some of the water, covering some of my thirst, I did not really care much if the pool was clean or not, and once I had my feet on the ground I was able to stand well and was glad to be allowed in here for some time.

I wasn't sure how much time already passed, but I hear L. shout to me to walk over to the border so he can get me out of the pool again. I would have loved staying longer in the cool water, but yet again, I thought obeying was the better choice here. So I tried slowly getting over towards the point where his voice came from, not without almost going under and loosing my only air supply, the nose holes. Arrived at the pool's border they both lifted me out of it, and once I was standing there outside the pool I felt the extreme weight of the soaked suit now. They both lead me away from the pool into the middle of the garden right under a tree. Two clicks and my suit was hooked up to a bar above me, attached to a winch. The short walk over there was already exhausting again, so added to the water came quickly sweat again and because I must have drunk a lot of water while I was in the pool I also felt the need to piss. They took some padlocks now and attached my wrists to the thighs. They spread my legs and the ankles were attached to a spreader bar. Then the winch was activated and I was lifted about 3 feet off the ground again. Next the spreader bar was pulled backwards and fixed to the bar above my head too. I was again almost immobile hanging there in the garden. L. then told me that I will have to dry her outside, they would not like me to wet the entire house with all the water in the suit, so they will come back after dinner and see if I am dry already. Then they walked away into the house.

I tried getting a grip what happened so far, I was getting into this suit Wednesday evening, and now - if I followed the talk right tonight is the party, so it is Saturday, that makes 3 full days in the suit, and two and a half of if locked, chastised, plugged and tortured by the tens unit. L. didn't promise too much when he told me I will not be out of this suit that quick ... and my own horniness has let it happen at the first place ... next time I should think with my brains instead of the dick, before letting myself get into such situation again. Still, if I would not be so in pain and so extremely exhausted, I might still like this suit, as L. told before, he got it made just for me, so he had it planned probably long before... With the water drying slowly out of the suit, it got more and more sticky to the skin, my own sweat added to that constantly, and at some point I also just let the piss run into the suit again, I had no other choice anyway. The sun was not burning down so much here on my hanging in the tree, still it was pretty warm and in this fur-padded suit the heat was multiplied.

Suddenly I hear L. talk to me again: "I take it you had plenty to drink in the pool, so I wont need to feed you any now, you're not yet dry, so I leave you here for another while until we drive off to the party. As you know I told you not to get out till end of the weekend, and that is not before this night is over, which will be early in the morning probably. So enjoy your time here in the tree, later on you will have more time to relax again at the party." With that he left again back into the house.

In the house the boy has taken care of his daily chores well again, exhausted as he was he still kept his high standards, everything done to the best, a perfect dinner prepared and served, keeping position while waiting to serve, cleaning up well after all of it and since then kneeling well positioned in the corner of the living room, facing the wall and waiting for any possible upcoming order.