The Suit - Part 6 last

Author: eckie
Title: The Suit - Part 6 (last)
Date: 09 May 2004

Arrived in the garage again we were both helped out of the boot again, the boy lead immediately to the center of the garage, chains attached to the rings of the suit and with a winch lifted up to the ceiling. Then B. went inside the house and I was lead by L. on the leash behind as well into the house. In the living room L. then unlocked the gasmask hood and took out the gag. Also he took off the chain combo but the rubber suit remained on locked again. B. got in between some beers for all of us and we sat there - the two on the chair and me on the floor.

L. then gave the key for my suit-padlock to B. and B. handed a bunch of keys to L. and said: "As agreed". I looked to them not knowing what it meant but L. immediately told me: "We've made a little deal here - B. is going to keep the key for your current rubber prison and will send it by mail to me during this week, so you will have to remain locked in it another few day for sure, but in exchange we thought his boy might want to enjoy your leather prison for a while too, so he keeps the ones for the locks that hold the arms - at the end the boy should be able to do his chores, but all other keys will go home with me now. And the time of release is not yet sure, for his release the boy will be shipped over to my place at some point the same way you were shipped here a few days ago. So it is yet to see how long the boy will have to stay in the suit, but he doesn't know yet. For now it's been decided that he'll stay out there hanging in the garage till somewhen tomorrow, but when he's take off there us two will be on our way home already."

I was pretty surprised by it, but also kind of amused - his jealousy about me in that suit has lead him to be imprisoned in it just like I got myself into this mess for being so horny at the beginning ... then again I was not so much amused bout the fact that I should remain in this rubber for another few days as well ... but L just added: " When we're home, we'll have a talk, boy, but now let's just get you locked downstairs in the cage for the night, we'll leave early tomorrow", so I just nodded and thought that later then we'll sort out everything at home. We went downstairs and I was locked as promised in a pretty small cage, won't be very comfy, but I was tired enough to be sure to get some sleep for that night. The light turned out and door shut, silence for me, the two went back upstairs and continued talking until late. I was wondering what the boy might think, he's been hanging there in the garage now also for quite some time all alone, does he know he'll stay there for the night? does he think he will be released out of the suit in the morning or is he aware it will take many days to go ? But I soon drifted away into sleep then...

I seemed to have gotten a good portion of sleep when the next morning I woke up from the door of the cage being unlocked and the stretching once I got out was very welcome. I felt the sweat that I had built during night inside the rubber but was even a bit aroused by it - yet again the still locked chastity did its job in bringing me back to normal pretty quick. We went upstairs and B. had a big breakfast already prepared for all of us - he had to do it himself now that his boy was still hanging there in the garage, but he enjoyed the boy hanging there probably just as much as being served by him usually. It was a bit strange to have food and drinks with the rubber hood covering my head and the rubber gloves covering my hands, but I'll probably get used to it in the next few days, at the end I was to remain inside the rubber for a while again.

Having finished breakfast L. told me that it is time to get ready for the trip home, he would borrow B.'s bike and we'll have to get me dressed. The rubber hood in public might not be the best idea to show, so a helmet would be the ideal solution. B. handed me a one-piece bike suit that usually was worn by his boy, some MX-boots added, a helmet with a blackened visor and I was well packed again for the ride. L. as well was packed in leathers and we went outside to the garage. In there the boy was still hanging there from the ceiling, getting obviously nervous now that he heard people around again, I am sure he was hoping - maybe begging with his grunting noises - to be released - as nice as the suit looks, being locked in it and then left hanging there for the night was sure not what he was thinking about at first. I felt a bit pity for the boy, knowing he won't be out there so soon, but L. just ordered me to get on the bike as it was time to leave. I had a last look at the poor boy hanging there and saw B. waving us on our way off his property.

It was a rough ride on the bike, especially since the plug was still in my ass and the chastity belt didn't make sitting on a bike more comfy either. But after some hours we finally arrived at L.'s place and I was glad to get off the bike and walk a bit towards the house.

Inside I took off the helmet and saw my rubbered head in the mirror there in the hallway - an anonymous object .. again .. or still ... as I have been looking like some anonymous object the past days already. I realized besides the short break at the party my whole body was at all times covered for 5 days I a row now sand still will remain for another few days until the keys will arrive. I went on to the living room and sat down on a chair, first time after several days that I got some comfy rest.

L. also now came inside the living room and took a seat opposite of me. "I told you we're talking at home, boy, so now I think is a good time. Go and get us some coffee from the kitchen." I went to the kitchen and got each a large cup of coffee from his machine and then returned. L. then started: "I have noticed you liked the boy's behave, I guess you would enjoy having such a boy yourself here, just like I do" he grinned widely over his face, and so did I, just barely noticed under the rubber hood. "I had long talks with B. during the days over at his place while you two boys were hanging out somewhere. He has a new boy coming up, did some initial training on him and he is convinced to have found another good slave just as his current boy is. We got to talk a lot about it and I mentioned that I sure would not mind taking over his boy for good - then again after these past days I think you would make a good boy as well. Not sure what you think about it, but I think you could become my boy to play and be with and this other boy could be our servant. He would have to listen to both of us, where you still would have to listen to my demands - and either I would enjoy the both of you locked up or we both would enjoy the boy to play with too.
My house is big enough to have you both living here, and you must admit that you spend quite some time here with me anyway already - we seem to have something good going here already, and I think it would be a good idea to take this a few steps further now. I don't think you would be that servant type as the boy is, but you are a good boy to play with and a good companion to be with, so what do you say - you could move in with me and let me from now on determine your life and at the same time we both take on that boy as our servant as well. There will be changes in your life of course, I will make up some rules for you as well, behave, clothing, how you spend your time etc etc. but I think you will enjoy it just as much as I will, and the past few days sure were a good example how much we can enjoy each other too." I was surprised by this and didn't know what to reply right away. L. continued: "For the moment you don't have to say yes or no, take your time, for today I have plans for you that give you time anyway and when you think you have an answer, just let me know. In the meantime I have told B. that I will let him know during week if I want to take on his boy as my permanent servant, so if I agree, the shipping of the boy to get released from the suit will be not just be to get out of the suit but actually a shipping to a new owner - the boy will not have a say in it, and so far, right now I am almost sure I will call B. to tell him to prepare the boy for his transfer. Whether you and I also take further steps to make you my boy and the servant’s second master, which depends on your decision, but be assured that even if you say no, we still will continue out friendship and our horny plays as we did in the past. So now lets get upstairs and I get you ready for the day, then you have enough time to think about it ..." He grabbed me by my hand and pulled me out of the chair and we went upstairs, I still didn't say anything, still was a bit confused about what he said just now.

Upstairs he told me to get out of the MX-boots but keep the rest on and sit on the bed while he went to his cupboards. He came back with some heavy leather mittens and a leather hood. My hands willingly slipped into the mitts - even though I was confused and thinking still I wasn't to reject being tied by him, I just loved that too much anyway. Next he pulled the hood over my rubbered head, heavy leather, mouth and nose holes only. Next I felt was a gag he pushed into my mouth, a gag with a breathing tube. He told me to lay down now and next I felt was that he pushed my legs down a leather sleepsack. I tried assisting to get me in this sleepsack, arms down the sleeves on the side, the zip closed up to the neck and he than buckled up all the straps from top to bottom of the sleepsack. Then he rolled me on my stomach and began fixing lots of chains all up and down the sides of the sleepsack, including also some d-rings on the hood, before he then activated the electric winch that lifted me horizontal up from the bed. Knowing his room I was aware that I was lifted up almost to the top of the ceiling, as far as the winch allows to be lifted, He then gave me a slight swing and told me that he'll be back in the evening and I should have some rest and think about it.

I heard the door being shut so I was alone hanging here - once again hanging alone, but this time I was busy thinking about what he said, about the past days we had, about the boy, about his proposal - and he was right when he said I have time to think, it must be another 4-5 hours till evening when he said he will return ... And lots of thinking there was ...

He finally returned and activated the winch again to let me down, turned me on my back again but undid only the hood and gag. He looked at me and I knew that he was curious if I had found and answer yet. "So did you come to an answer yet, boy?" he asked and added "If not, I will just lift you up there again until tomorrow, if yes, just tell me now." I loved usually that position, hanging horizontal in that sleepsack all day, so was tempted to let him lift me back up there, but I did make up my mind in the past few hours, so I thought I'd let him know right away "It is crazy probably, and it sure is unexpected, and I don't know if it is the right thing to do, but the answer is yes - I want to be with you, be you toy and companion, be you boy, and yes, I want this other boy as our servant as well. I just hope I can live up to your expectations and it sure will take time to get adjusted to whatever you have in mind, but I am willing to try and get there" He smiled at me and told me he had hoped that I would agree to it, but also - independent from my answer he already called B. to let him know that he could ship the boy to his new home next Wednesday. So the boy would have to stay in the suit until then for sure and arrive here cocooned as I was some days before. And once we take that boy out of his cocoon he will stay as our servant for good. B. will tell the boy before shipping him over that he will have to serve us just as he served him in future and that he expects the boy not to disappoint him.

"But now that you agreed to become my boy as well, it is time to make the first arrangements." He undid the sleepsack and helped me out of it. "Since you stay in this rubber until the servant arrives with the key for this padlock in his box, you won't be able to just return to your home now. Go to the kitchen and get yourself some light food and something to drink, then come back up here". I was curious about these arrangements he talked about but went as told to the kitchen and quickly got some food and drinks and immediately returned then. He told me to get out of the bike suit now. He then took two arm long rubber gloves - heavy rubber with mittens at the end instead of fingers and pulled each up one of my arms. Next he fixed some rope harness on my upper body, including there to tie my mitted arms on my back high pulled towards the shoulders so that I could no longer make any use of the hands and arms. Then he used some rubber band, about 4 inches wide, and covered my upper body completely in it, hiding the rope and arms under it completely.

A second layer as well for the legs was added by using leggings on each leg, followed by a short surf suit, jut that this surf suit had no arms, only opening for the neck and the two legs, he pulled it up on my, over my chest and shoulders and closed the short zip on the front. He then added another rubber hood, with a tube for breathing and some small pinholes for the eyes only and at last he added a pair of waders. SO I was standing there all black shiny rubber, no skin to see anymore, able to walk around but not able to really do anything with a armless upper body, all well covered and secured, yet again no way for me to get out of anything except maybe the waders. But he seemed to know about my thoughts and added a wide corset-like waist belt, the four straps on the back buckled and padlocked and the waders locked to the belt, so not even they now could be removed by me. "I will use the mouth tube to continue feeding you nutritious fluids, and you can still walk around the house as you want, I think that'll do for a while now. I'll come up with this and that for you in future, you won't have to choose anymore what you wear from now on, boy, this is just the begin of changes for you. During the next days I'll make you aware of rules of behave and anything else that will have to be changed. For now feel free to do what you like, you'll get out of this after your stuff has been moved here. I will take your keys and go to your apartment now and sort out what I think is needed to be moved and what van be given away and then arrange some moving company to pack and ship everything here, I'll also take care of canceling your rental contract and whatever else needs to be arranged. For now the first rule to remember for you is: I say - you do, no questions, no debates. I will not ask anything you cannot do, but expect you to obey, as said this morning, I will from now on take care of your life, what, when, where, how, all of this will be decided by me and you just follow it. I am sure we will enjoy it both just as much." To do what I like was well spoken, as if I had much choice now in this dress up, no hands, no arms, limited visibility ... walking around is the only thin I can do, but yes, he was in charge now and I agreed to it, and ... I liked it ... While I watched him grabbing my house keys and leaving I thought that I made the right choice, and I was looking forward to the next days when I would get to know his plans and changes for me and even more looking forward to Wednesday, when the box will arrive holding not only the key to my rubber prison, but also delivering our new servant ... what good life will lie ahead for me ... invisible through the rubber covering my head I still think one could have seen my grinning. For now I can just do nothing, well, I will go downstairs and try maybe to switch on the TV with the tube in my mouth, there indeed is still something I can do while being locked like this ...

and a new life starts ...