The friends visitor

Author: eckie
Title: The friend's visitor
Date: 05 January 2005

Friday evening, finally another weekend starts. I have the usual dinner and relax watching some TV. I plan to go out to my usual bar this evening; it is again one of those pride weekends, so I am not really planning to stay out long, I am not so fond of the overcrowded bars, where you cannot even move anymore because it is too full. But maybe I meet some friends there for some chats.

I have a shower and get ready for going. I dress myself in the usual way - I sure like leather and rubber a lot as well, but sort of lazy as I am I just get into some combats, t-shirt and boots, easy to get in - and off to the city I am.

Just as I expected it is rather crowded already, normally at the time I arrive it is still empty and the people are to come in slowly, but like always on such pride-weekends, the city is so full with tourists that all bars are pretty full early already. I get myself a beer and stand in my usual corner, having a good oversight as to who's coming and leaving.

At some point a few of my friends com in, in their company some tourists I haven’t met before. We start chatting about all and nothing, I get introduced to their guests, they are here just for the weekend, but they know each other for quite some time (and several plays long) already. We get to talk about all sorts of common stuff, but of course as well about the one or other common interest in terms of plays. When we started talking about chastity one of the guests smiled pretty wide - on my question why he was smiling so much he just pointed at the waist of one of my friends and asked: "What do you think he's wearing right now?" I looked a bit surprised at first, but knowing my friend also loves chastity a lot it was not such a surprise in general. I had to find out of course so just grabbed my friend’s dick - or let's say, where the dick would be. All I could feel was some hard metal. My friend didn't say anything, just smiled wide in my face. I had to find out more of course so asked the other guy - his name was John - what sort of belt that was. He told me he only recently bought that item, one of the newest Goethals belts, the one also covering the balls, and naturally the high security model with most of the available features installed.

That of course made me even more curious, so I kept asking about it. He just replied: "Why don't you just have a look at it before I try telling you about it" and he asked my friend to just go into the corner and drop his pants to let me see the belt. I must have looked very impressed right away as John said: "yeah, I can see you sure like it too." Dark strong steel covered the dick and balls, you could see the tube for the dick bent down there, and when he turned around you could see also the eye shaped metal string through the crack, on it a locked plate mounted which held a plug in place as well. But as well I could see some wires attached to the front and back, leading to a small device fixed on the top of the belts backside - how mean that is, a tens unit, and by it's looks I was able to recognize it was a remote controllable device, but no model of which I have seen before so far.

"That's a fucking fabulous device here, I really envy you for wearing that one" I said to my friend, he did not have to reply to it, his grinning confirmed that he also enjoyed it. "I sure would not mind trying that one out some day myself" I added towards John. He immediately replied: "He's in it for two days now, and the night is young, so why don't you try it on right now, it seems to be the right size I guess and for the rest of the evening you might get a feel for it." I looked surely surprised but did not really have to think a lot for an answer. "Yeah, sure, I’d love to" was the short reply. "There's cabins downstairs" John said and added "so lets just go down there and see if we can fit you in it. My friend wearing the device was looking a bit sad to have to get out of it, but John did not really ask for it, but only grabbed him and we went downstairs.

A free cabin was found and we all got inside. My friend dropped his pants again and John provided a key to unlock first the plate on the backside, then he removed the plug that was held in place by it. He disconnected the wires on it. He then unlocked the front padlock and carefully removed the belt from my friend. After he pulled up his pants again John told him to clean the plug, at the same time he told me to get my pants down and gave me the lube that was included in a condom package. "Put it all on your dick, makes it easier to get into the tube” he said to me. I had to be careful not to get a raging hard on already, it would have made it probably difficult to get into the tube, so I tried concentrating on some distracting issues while lubing the dick. "Here we go” was Johns reply to me while holding the belt in front of me. He placed it around my waist and then together we tried to insert my dick into the tube. I could then see a wider ring at the top of the tube, to it connected were again some wires, so obviously both ends were controlled by the tens unit. I almost got hard again from seeing it, but could stay calm enough to manage my dick into the tube. He fitted the belt around the waist to match the front part so that he could insert the ends of the waist belt into the matching slides, adjusting here and there until he was satisfied with it, asking me then how it felt, and I told him it feels perfect, no pressures anywhere. He again checked around the belt and then with a big smile on his face he locked the front padlock shut, took off the key and put it in his pocket. "So that's going to stay on for a while now" he smiled back to me. "Turn around and bend over for the plug" he ordered, and of course I wanted it complete on, so I bent over and immediately felt him probing my ass with the lubed plug. It was not a big one, so I had no trouble to have it inserted in my ass and as soon as it was held by my ass he connected the wires to it again and locked the plate on the back - that one would also not come out without his key.

He told me to get my pants up again and see how it felt now, how well I could move or if anything was causing troubles. I did as he said and tried moving around, sit down (careful), get up - but nothing was a problem, so I told him all is fine. We left the cabin and went upstairs again back to the rest of our friends. When we returned the others grinned at me, each of them grabbing my crotch to feel that I was really locked into that belt now. It felt really great and we kept talking about chastity for some more time, that the real chastity starts when you want out, when you WANT to touch your dick, when frustration comes up about not being able to touch or get hard painless or even see your own dick, but that usually does not come after only a few hours, the first hours it is just horny and nothing else but horny to wear such a belt. Naturally I had to ask him as well now about the tens unit that was connected to it, he did not mention anything about it before during our talk, but since it was connected; I would want to see it - or... feel it working too. He smiled again and without further words he took out his mobile and started dialing a number. I wondered who he was calling here and now, but right after that I could feel very pleasant shocks of electricity going through my dick and also in my ass. By my reaction he noticed that I felt it right away and told me: "The difference on this unit is not only that it is remote controlled, but also that it works based on the same technique as a beeper would work. There is no sender and receiver directly depending on each other, working on limited distance. Instead I can call a phone number - actually three are 6 numbers I have available, and each of them will trigger a certain impulse or impulse range - some as nice and easy as the one you feel now, others rough and hard, even painful if wanted. Some last only a minute, others last either 15 or 30 minutes and one even random until deactivated. Random not only in the strength but also the length of its duration." He dialed again a number and I could feel immediately the shocks being stronger and in different intervals, but stopping after only half a minute. "I have activated the random shocks now, so until I deactivate them by dialing the same number again, they will randomly continue until the batteries are empty. But don't worry, it is special lasting batteries in that device, on the typical random setting it can last up to two full days before it has to be recharged. Using the GSM network to make contact and activate the device, I am actually independent from location, as long as a mobile works in the area you are in, I can at any time activate or deactivate as I wish. Isn't that a fine piece of technique?" I could only agree to it, that was indeed a fabulous device, and that way making him able to control the wearer of the belt from anywhere he likes.

We continued talking all together - but randomly I showed some strange body reactions to the others, causing them to just smile even more, knowing that another shock has just hit my dick or ass. And since none of them was predictable I could never be prepared for it - I really enjoyed this device a lot. Time passed through the evening and at some point they all said they will go back home then - or back in the hotel the guests. That of course means I have to get out of the belt now, I thought, and I guess my disappointment was visible, because John immediately came up to me and said: "You know what, I am here for the entire weekend, so if you don't mind - why don't we leave that belt on you for tonight and we meet tomorrow again here anyway. And in case there is any trouble - here is my mobile number, just call me and we can meet up right away. I looked a bit surprised, but then again, I would not run off with his belt, since he was the one with the keys to me release. We exchanges mobile numbers and each of us went home.

On my way home I thought - wow - he I am now, locked into a steel belt by a man I met only a few hours before, and what a fantastic feeling that is - but... unfortunately my thoughts about the device got myself getting hard. For the first time at this evening I really go hard and could now feel the effect of the belts to its fullest. It was not just inconvenient, it really caused some pain, not big pain, but enough to want to get soft right away, but as you can imagine... you cannot control it that well ... not when you are horny by the device itself. And while attempting to find some careless thoughts to get sift, suddenly more shocks in my ass and dick started coming in. That bastard must have activated it again. Now I could really understand the possibilities of this device, no matter where you are, the key holder will always be able to do as he wishes, and there is not a bit you can do against it. All the way home in the bus and the short walk to the house I has to fight with my hard on inside the belt and it took another half hour before I finally got soft enough again.

At home o took off my boots and also my pants, I wanted to look at the device in the mirror, and jut while standing there and checking it out yet another shock came in, this time not pleasant, but painful, I bent over from the surprise of the pain, but luckily it was over after 10 seconds already. Man - what have I gotten me into here; if he does not switch it off I will have a hard time sleeping tonight. I thought if I should call him and ask him to disable it, but then I thought, why not go all the way, I asked for it, I liked it, so let's see how well I can deal with it. I took another drink and then decided to go to bed, attempting to sleep. All night through I woke up regular, be it from the pleasant feeling of soft electricity, that soft one getting me hard, so the pleasure changing into pain again is it from hard shocks on both ends. But I think I still managed to get some sleep in the times between...

It was bright daylight when I again woke up from some excessive shocks in my dick and butt, this time not stopping after a few seconds but lasting long enough to make me fully awake. At the same time I heard my mobile ring and had to get up downstairs to pick it up. It was an unrecognized number, so I wondered who it was, when answering the phone I heard John's voice wishing me a good morning. I laughed and told him that it was not such good awakening for me, but he only replied that he is aware of it, since he was the one waking me up on purpose. I looked at the clock and saw it was only 10 in the morning, since I got to sleep half pas four; it was not really a long night then for me. He must have read my thoughts as he said to me: "I know you sure are still tired, I assume you did not sleep all the way through. You see now how nice this device can be - especially for me, not so much for you as wearer of it.” I could hear his grinning while saying that. "Why don't we meet here at my hotel" he added "you can have another nap here if you like, but maybe we find a nicer way for you to sleep". I knew what he meant by that, since we both like bondage as well and a few other things we had in common, so I answered "well now that I am almost awake I can just as well get dressed and come to your place, we could have some breakfast if you like." He said that he would expect me in about 45 minutes in his hotel, gave me his room number and hung up the phone. I though that was short and clear, not much of a talker, but I got dressed up in jeans/tee/sneakers and went to town. I felt the plug now more than the evening before, obviously because it has been in so long now already. It was not an uncomfortable feeling, but I probably would not mind to get it out sooner or later. Also I was a bit hungry now as well, but we would have some breakfast in his hotel anyway now.

I arrived at the given hotel and asked at the reception for his room number. The guy behind the desk told me that I was expected and told me the way to the room. But the way he smiles at me I thought he might know something ... did John tell him? Then again, the hotel was known for its "service" - all rooms well equipped for some bdsm-plays, and usually the guests staying here do not spend their time alone in their rooms.

I reached the room and knocked on the door. John called me in and I entered. He was sitting on a chair at a desk and typing into his laptop, when I entered he looked at me smiling and told me to sit on the bed for a minute, he'll be there with me right away. He just finished some typing and turned around to me then. "I ordered some food up here; they will bring it in 15 minutes. I though we have breakfast here, since I thought we might want to get you a little more "comfortable" for it." He again grinned widely, so I wondered what he had in mind, but was not only curious about it but as well actually was up for whatever it might be. So I said "Sure, what you have in mind then?"

He replied "My mate in the other room has somewhat your size, so I think we'll get you into some of the stuff we have with us. I'll be back in a minute.” and he left the room while I got undressed. He immediately returned with a suitcase and placed it on the floor and opened it. "I hope you don't want to get out of that belt yet, since I thought you can sure cope with it a while longer and I didn't really plan to take it off you now already" he said and I told him it is fine and I liked it, even though I might have enjoyed being out as well at that point.


He searched around the suitcase a bit and then held a rubber short in front of me and told me to put it on. "It is a pretty thick and strong rubber, so it will not tear apart over the belt and protect anything else you put on". Sounds reasonable I thought and managed to get into the shorts pretty well. They actually really fitted well too, but then again rubber stretches to its needs so it was not a problem. Next he Held a neck entry rubber suit in front of me, a one-piece, attached gloves and feet, but a neck without high collar. Besides the two small zips on the shoulders there was no opening at all on it, so it was definitely sealed up to the neck. He spread lots of lube in it and then helped me get it on. It was sure tight, but just well fitting. We managed my feet into the legs, up my chest, my arms into the sleeves and he zipped the shoulders hut. He then helped me adjusting the suit, getting all wrinkles out and making sure it fits well all over. I could feel my dick growing by then, I liked rubber a lot, and he could see in my face what I had to fight with at that moment. "Get used to it, you won't get hard painless so soon, boy." he said. I noticed him calling me boy, and I wondered what he had in mind.

He produced a neck chain now and put it around my neck. The chain locked he also added two small padlocks on each side to lock the zippers of the shoulders to it. "I thought we cold do some sightseeing later the day and you could be my guide, this rubber cover is well to wear underneath, and so it won't have to come off so soon either" he added. I told him my tee is not covering it up proper but he told me not to worry, I would not need the tee. He then asked me if I would trust him and agree to let him go on preparing me, no harm will be done and at anytime I would be able to stop. I was curious what he had in mind and agreed to it. He then pulled out a rubber hood and held it in front of me again. He told me to hold my breath until it is fitted proper, and then pulled it over my head. It was a thin rubber hood; face shaped contours, open mouth, nose holes and pinpricked eyes. The neck was pretty long so he could tuck it into the suit. Now except the mouth there was no more skin of me visible. Now he gave me two pills, telling me I should take them, they would prevent me from having to shit for a while, and when eating careful this day I would not get into trouble wearing the plug all time. I heard about that already several times, so just took the pills as he gave them to me. He handed me a glass of juice to swallow them. I did not suspect anything so just swallowed the entire glass juice as well.

He smiled again at me and shortly after started talking: This was some very mild sedative you just took along with the pills, don't worry it will wear off in about one hour, but I thought it will make your preparations easier." I was wondering now what he meant with that, but already started feeling a bit dizzy, not really fainting away, but everything felt nice and easy at this moment. Also I kind of lost resistance and just wanted to let all happen as it comes. So I just nodded to him.

He helped me up and led me to a bench in the room and helped me to lay down on it. Then he used a lot of straps on that bench to fix my entire body on to it. It was an adjustable bench, so once I was immobilized on it, he turned a few wheels on its side and I was in a half way upright position on it now. He then produced a tube, showed it to me and said that I should just relax, and when he put it in my mouth should just swallow normally. The sedative will help me to have no problems swallowing it. I was really so relaxed that moment that I did not care, and when he started pushing the tube down my throat I just kept swallowing all time, surprisingly it really was no problem to see the entire length of it disappear in my mouth. Then he produces some small metal sort of frame which I haven't seen before or did not recognize it's function, but then I saw him fixing the end of the tube in it. Then he opened my mouth fully and inserted that frame into my mouth. With that the rest of the tube disappeared in my mouth as well, I could no longer see it, but I could feel the frame being adjusted on to my teeth. The frame had some sort of spring integrated; I was able to close my mouth and open it, the frame well adjusting to the movement of my jaw, at the same time keeping the tube in place, making sure it neither goes up or down anymore. I could keep that tube inside my stomach now and sill look as if nothing was applied when closing my mouth, of course speaking would not be an option with it inside.

He then undid all straps again and helped me sit on the bed again. There was now a knock on the door and I though it must be the ordered breakfast, but instead his mate entered, smiling widely when he was me. He asked John if he has completed the initial layer already and John nodded to him, adding that they could now get the outer layer on. I was still calm and in peace with the world so did not worry or wonder, just sat there waiting what comes next. They told me to lay down on the bed for the next layer and produced some item I could not make out very well, but it was also all rubber, and seems very thick and strong rubber. John took my right leg and held it up to my thigh, using some rubber strap to fix it on there, the same happened to the other leg. Then both took that rubber piece and started working it over my knees, pulling it down over my feet too, securing my legs in their current position, John then folded more of the rubber over my upper body and then both each took one of my arms and inserted it into sleeves that were attached to that rubber. My hands got all the way inside, but there were no gloves, but thick padded mittens instead. I could only make a fist inside, no more use of my fingers. Then they helped me up and kneel on all fours, on my bent fixed knees and on the paws of the mittens. They handles the rubber around my back and I could feel it being zipped shut over my back, tightening it up and ensuring me well covered in it. Last part was an attached hood to the rubber suit, same heavy thick rubber, but they managed it over my already rubbered hood and after having adjusted it proper, the rest of the zip closed too. I heard another clicking, so obviously that zip was padlocked too, but I could no longer see anything, this hood did not have any eyes, only nose and mouth hole. Next they took two thin rubber tubes, and inserted each of them into one nose hole, all the way down so that their ends just sealed well with the holes of the rubber hood, invisible to anyone. Breathing was fine and with the tubes ensured that it would not become a problem with a closed nose.

They both helped me now down from the bed on the floor an I heard john say: "Nice puppy we have here now, just one thing missing" and I felt a wide collar being placed around my neck, could feel it being buckled shut and hear another padlock clicking. The entire procedure took almost one hour, so as John promised, the sedative lost it's effect slowly and I got fully aware of my situation now. I tried swallowing but could only feel that tube down my throat, yet since it was is already a while I did not have to choke on it. Also I was fully aware of the tightness of the rubber around me, the warm sweat building up inside, and the fact that they had transformed me into a puppy, unable to get up and walk on my feet. I wanted to say to John that it felt great so far, but the tube in my mouth prevented that successfully, I would not be able to even complain or anything else, I was at his mercy now.

I felt a dragging on the collar, there was obviously a leash attached and I could only follow where it was leading. John led me into a corner of the room and told me to sit. He told me to open my mouth and I could feel him attaching another tube to the inserted one. "I told you that you need to care about the food you take while your ass is plugged, so I will feed you some nutritious fluids now and as long as you are locked up, it does not taste to well, but you won't taste it anyway, and it is good for the body, giving you all you need. I could indeed not taste anything but felt some cold fluids ending up in my stomach now. But even if there would have been taste, I would not have been able to complain or refuse it anyway. It took only 2 minutes to feed me and then John said: "Well we're hungry too and it is time to have our own breakfast, but we'll take it downstairs in the dining room of course, and you'll be with us, would not want to let my puppy all alone so long". I could feel something applied to my hood, some snap on item. It was an additional part to the hood giving me face a doglike shape and covering the last visible skin, the open mouth. Then another dragging on the leash and had to follow it again, more or less clumsy stumbling on all fours now, and blind as I was I had to trust the lead, unable to see where I was stumbling. Of course I ran into the door, into corners, and it took ages to get down the stairs, why did they have to have their room in the second floor I thought ... but as well I was wondering if there would be others there for breakfast, what they would think or say ... but as if I would have a choice anyway...

We arrived in the dining room and I could hear lots of voices, there were sure many people and I could even feel the staring of them on me being walking in there now, but neither could I say anything nor do anything against it so I had to follow the lead where it took me. I was lead into a corner of the room and the leash tied to a pole there.

John told me to sit still and behave while they have their breakfast. As if I could have done much.... I heard all voices now in some distance, so I knew I was not at the table, but left somewhere away to wait. And if that was not already enough I suddenly felt shocks again coming to my dick and ass, he must have activated it again. But even the harder painful shocks could not make me shout out, the tube kept me totally silent. Only by some of my bodies limited movements one could guess something is going on. The chocks kept coming in random times and it must have been at least an hour I was sitting there in the corner waiting before I could feel the leash dragging again and John telling me that it was time for a little walk again. We walked up and down stairs, I was wondering how big that hotel actually is, and finally after almost 30 minutes we ended up in his room again.

I was again led to a corner, the leash tied there and John told me to have some rest now, I about two hours we would go sightseeing and I should be rested by then.... I tried to lie down on the floor there as good as possible in my confinement, but it was not very easy. Fortunately he stopped the tens unit, so I could at least doze a little.

I woke up from someone working on the hood I was wearing, the mouthpart was removed now and someone connected again something to the tube in my mouth. I hear John then say that they need a relief first and I would need fluids to make sure I do not dry out inside the rubber, and the same time I felt something warm in my stomach, obviously these fluids were the both of them pissing down that tube. But not enough with their piss, I also then felt cool fluids added and heard John add that he wants to make sure I have enough fluids to work with and I should not worry, the rubber will keep it all inside if I feel the need to get it out again. I was then stood up on my fours again and felt them removing the outer suit that had held me all the time as puppy. Once able to stretch again, this really felt good at that time I was helped on the bed to sit down, since I was not very stable on my feet yet.

John then told me that there was a change of plans, there won’t be any sightseeing this afternoon, but instead they got invited to a barbeque with some friends outside of town and I was to join them there as well. But first I was to get further dressed up. He came up with another rubber suit, a black heavy rubber dry suit with gloves, feet, hood attached. They both helped me into it, and it was not very tight but a good fit. Once the hood was over my rubber covered head and the back zip was closed and padlocked, he added a rubber full hood gasmask and since I heard another click I was sure he padlocked that one as well somehow. That gasmask had very dark lenses, so added to the pin eyes of my first rubber hood it was now very difficult to make out much, yet still I could make out shadows of what was going on around me. While his mate was adding leg chains to my ankles, connected with a very short 5 inch chain only, John went back to the suitcase and came then back to me holding another piece of rubber towards me - a heavy rubber straitjacket. I placed my double rubbered arms inside the sleeves and then they both buckled up the jacket tightly, my arms crossed in front, places through the loops at the side of the jacket, buckled tight on the back, the arms then buckled into a front loop as well, the two crotch straps tightly buckled up then as well. There was definitely no way out of that myself anymore. Still I was wondering how to get out on the street like that, but John must have read my mind and said: "we are getting picked up by some friends, so all we have to do it to get you to his car, but we have just the right thing for that here." They lead me out of the room and into the next room, his mate’s room, and there in the middle of it standing was a large trunk, large enough for me to get inside, but not large enough to feel any comfortable in it. They put me into that trunk and closed the lid. Soon after I could feel it being dragged away, so obviously the pickup was here.

The drive took almost one hour and I was afraid to run out of air inside that trunk, sweating like hell in all the rubber as well, and in the meantime I have pissed already twice inside the rubber as well, it was definitely a lot of fluids they gave me before. Finally it seemed the car stopped and right after I was aware of the trunk being carried away, but not really far before it got put down on the ground again and right then the lid was opened again and I was helped out by John. I could see through the dark lenses and pin eyes that we were somewhere outdoors, some free space in the woods and there were at lease 20 people around, a fireplace, someone grilling stuff on there, the others chatting and drinking beers. John then lead me away from those people towards the trees, used a collar and leash again to fix me to that tree and told me he'll be back in a minute to get me settled. I could look around a bit now and thought I’d recognize some more guys tied up, tied to trees, suspended from threes, hogtied, chained, all around somewhere at that place.

When John returned he had lots of straps and ropes with him. He first unlocked and took off the gasmask hood I was wearing, so I could now see better and recognized indeed several other guys hanging/lie/sit around tied up. Obviously most of the other guys were tops that had their toy with them. John also took off one of the ankle restraints and made me kneel now with my back leaning at the tree I was standing at, one leg each to the side of the tree. He then put back the ankle restraint, making sure that I won’t be able to get up now anymore. Then he used almost all of his straps to fix my entire body to that tree, including the head, so that at the end I was barely able to move at all anymore. At last he took a funnel connected with a small tube and attached that tube to the one inside my mouth, fixed the funnel in a way that is was right in front of my eyes, waiting to be filled. He then told me that the guys here sure will make good use of this funnel throughout the evening, and the two rubber suits I was wearing will make sure nothing gets spilled anywhere. And to make sure I am not getting bored, he activated the random setting of the tens unit again. Having said that he turned around and joined the rest of the guys for some chat and drinks. For me there was nothing left but to watch them ... interrupted only by the random shocks, sometimes pleasant giving me an unpleasant hard on, sometimes rough.

Of course throughout the evening there were several of the guys (I think each of them at least once, and several multiple times) coming towards me and emptying their bladder into the funnel. I could not taste anything, and was quite happy about that, but I sure got filled up plenty - and with that much piss down my tube it was inevitable that I had to piss most of it into the rubber I was wearing. I was sure that if I’d get up I would squish around like hell with all the piss inside the suits, none of it able to get out anywhere. I could also of course make out that most of the guys in between always played with one or the other of the tied up boys around, but for me, except being the pissoir here there was no one playing at all. I cannot say how long I was tied there and filled, but several hours for sure have passed when John finally came back to me and told me that I had done well, not that I would have had any choice anyway. He took off the funnel and undid all the straps that held me at the tree, then helped me on my feet - again I was not very stable standing on my own so needed his support, especially since there now also were many liters of piss all inside the suit that made it rather difficult as well to keep balance. John said it would be a shame to waste it all, it will have to stay inside for a while longer, and he would get me ready for the night sleep. He didn’t actually ask me if I’d stay overnight before, but I wasn't able to complain anyway, neither would I have wanted to.

He unbuckled the arms of the straitjacket now as well and told me to sit at the tree, hugging it. Then he reattached the ankle restraints and also used the buckles from the sleeves to make sure I keep hugging the tree and cannot get away from there again. A few more straps added to the body and again I was unable to get anywhere or fall down. John then told me that it is warm enough not to get any cold tonight and he'll be back for me in the morning, they are going to sleep in the cottage nearby, but I will be in good company with all the other guys tied up out here as well.

I cannot say I slept well, still I got the one or other quarter of sleep during that night, but when the sun rose I definitely wished to be off that tree, most parts of my body really hurt by now. But it took another at least 2 hours before someone else was awake and yet another half hour before I finally heard John behind me talking again. Shortly after he stood next to me and started undoing all the straps again, telling me it is time to get stretched again after that long time, and that he enjoyed having me around that last evening - well I was merely there, not really with him. After all straps were removed, the ankle restraints removed, John and his mater helped me up and really had to support me since I merely could stand at all on my own feet. They lead me over towards a wooden bench and sat me down. The John removed the hood of the dry suit and also the rubber hood I was wearing, so that for the first time since long at least my head felt the fresh air again. He then used the funnel again to poor down a bottle of water in my tube; even though I did not taste anything I felt definitely a little refreshment in my body. They left me sitting there for a while and had some coffee for themselves, and then John returned and told me that it is time to get all that piss out of the rubber, but he would not take off the rubber for it. Having said that they lead me over towards some trees again, had me lie down on the ground and started to tie me legs together with wide straps.

Once finished a long rope was attached to those straps and the rope thrown high above the ground over one strong arm of the tree there. Then 4 of the men started pulling me up, I was suspended slowly upside down and while they lifted me up there all the warm fluids started pouring out of the neck of the suits. My face was flooded with all the piss of the last 24 hours. When I was hanging high enough so that I could not even reach the ground with my hanging arms anymore, they fixed the rope that pulled me up to the tree and John said: "Have to make sure all of it gets out there, so I let you hang here for the next 10 minutes" and he turned around and they all got back to another cup of coffee.

After the coffee they came back and let me down from where I was hanging, I felt a bit dizzy and needed Johns support to walk back to the bench, but indeed it seemed that most of the piss was out of the suits, still a little squishing left though. John said it is time to get back to the hotel and started to buckle up the loose ends of the straitjacket again and then immediately lead me over to the trunk again. I was again put inside, the lid closed and then lifted into the car. It took quite some time now before they finally started driving, but approximately an hour later the trunk was carried again and when the lid opened I found myself in the hotel room again with John and his mate.

They then helped me out of the straitjacket and as well out of the dry suit; they emptied the rests of piss that was still in there in the bathroom and them John gave me a towel to fry off the rest off the remaining rubber suit I was still wearing. He then came back with a large bottle of fluid and told me it is time for nutrition again, attached a tube again to the one in my mouth and filled the entire bottle down my throat. I still do not know what he fed me, but I wasn't hungry or felt bad, so it must do its job I thought. John then told me he promised to do some sightseeing so he would get me dressed proper for being outside with him, visiting museums and other tourist places needs a proper outfit he added. His mater already came to me then with a lot of pieced of leather, which I at first did not recognize, but when he unfolded everything on the bed I could make out that it was one of these famous leather bondage suits. They both then started to put one after the other of the pieces on me, connecting each with the laces that come with it, tightening it well, adding the straps around all limbs and body parts that come with the suit too, so that at the end I was locked inside a very tight piece of leather, barely able to walk of bend my body now. Even with my hands free I would not be able to bend my arms enough to undo any of the straps of laces of that suit myself, an indeed effective restraining by wearing only a suit. Still I wondered how that would be a proper outfit to go sightseeing, but John again must have known my thoughts because he immediately told me that this is just another layer underneath, but for the outside walk I would get a proper dress.

His mater was briefly out of the room and came back that moment with a hanger, on it a proper complete suit/shirt/tie. I was more than surprised to see that, sure the least I had expected. And since I was barely able to move the both of them then started to dress me up in that suit. First a decent white shirt, buttoned up completely, the pants of the suit, belts closed, and while his mater helped me to get into a pair of showed and laced them, and John added a proper tie to the shirt before helping me into the jacket of the suit. The only thing left to cover was the rubbered hands, and John produced a pair of black leathergloves to put on. He lead me over to a mirror then and all I could see right then was a man in suit and tie, well dressed, nothing indicated that underneath was not only a steel chastity and a full rubber cover, but as well a full leather cover tightly restraining my moves. The only rare thing will now be the limited movement of me, probably looking as if I just have some physical problems, but sure not revealing my real troubles under that suit. The last time I was wearing such suit must be many years back, but if I would have underneath the same as now, I would sure agree more often to be dressed "proper".

John now said: "Now we can all go around town all day long and see some interesting stuff. Even though you're a local, unfortunately you won't be able to tell us much about anything and much more - you will be slowing us sure down, being so clumsy walking all day long, but I thought that deserves a little punishment then, so I’ll have the tends unit work on random all day long on you. So let's go now, there's plenty I want to see here.” He and his mate were dressed more casual, so more comfortable for a day out in town, and I really had trouble adjusting my moves to the restraints I was in under my proper suit. They had to help me down the stairs, otherwise I would definitely have stumbled down there and I knew that will be a long day of walking, the same time the first random shock set in. Yes - that will be a long day for me....

It was pretty difficult at the beginning to walk the streets in my confinement, and I sure got the one or other strange looks, the two guys in casual with the suited guy that walked in a strange way, but no real comments about it, yet John and his mate seemed to enjoy knowing what I was going through during the time, especially each time one of the electro shocks was strong enough to make me stop and - unable to vocalize my pain - expressed it in my face, still trying to keep my mouth shut, I would not really want to find out what people think when one would have seen that there is a tube inside my mouth. And of course I was sweating like a pig in my outfit, something that sure might have looked rare to any by passers, wearing suit and tie and the sweat running down my face like hell. I got slowly used to walking in the stiff outfit, but was exhausted of course, I think working out is not needed for some weeks now...

They really did the full program, I wasn't aware that this city has so many museums and other attractions to see, interrupted from two stops at cafes where the two enjoyed their drinks while I was left outside to wait for them.

Finally after several hours of walking with them around we were on our way back to the hotel. I needed the support of both to get up those stairs again, exhausted as I was from the time outside. Once in the room I was helped to get out of the suit and helped on the bed to lie down there. John then used the straps and d-rings all over the leather suit to immobilize me completely again before coming back with another full bottle of fluids to poor down the tube in my mouth. He told me then that he will start removing the tube soon and the fluids again contained some sedative for me. I felt getting dizzy right after and it took only a few moments before John carefully started removing that tube. The both of them then started to get me out of the leather suit as well, me being rather unable to assist here in my situation. I was then left to lie there on the bed with only the rubber on now and I even dozed away.

When I was woke up again by John I still felt pretty exhausted, but glad to be able to move freely, and when he asked me how I am doing I tried to answer but needed some time to get my vocal cords work proper again. John gave me some more to drink and helped me sit up. He told me how much he enjoyed my company and I smiled, even though it was not easy at all, and not planned at all either like that, I also enjoyed it pretty much. Slowly I regained my strength and voice again so we kept talking a while about the entire weekend before John finally said: "Time to get you out of the rubber too, we will leave this evening and you sure can't stay like that then, even if I’d sure enjoy it ..." I smiled back and agreed, at some point I sure will have to be out of all that, especially the plug was more than just inconvenient by now. So John helped me to get out of the rubber suit, gave it to his mater to clean it up and asked me to bend over for the plug. He removed the locked plate and the wires first and then carefully took out the plug - it was somewhat painful now to get it out, but once it was out it really felt empty back there ... unusual feeling, still I was glad that it was out. John then told me to turn around to get the front lock open, but then hesitated - he looked at me with a smile and said: "I wonder ...." I asked him what he was wondering and he continued: "You know I will be back here in town in about 3 weeks again for a business visit, and I wonder if you would enjoy to remain in that belt for that duration ... of course without the plug." I was looking at him and thinking how much I actually enjoyed the belt itself, and without the plug it would most likely not cause any troubles, I haven't been hard or painful so almost forgot that it was there for the moment ... and then - thinking more with my dick than with my brains - agreed to him. "You will have to take care of it of course, it is generally waterproof, but if you have a shower you must make sure to dry off as good as you can to prevent shortcuts when it goes off, I will most definitely set it off once in a while, sure when you least expect it, but you can always send an SMS to me when you go for a shower so that I can take it to account in the timing. As well you will have to recharge it regular and don't think you will forget about it - it has a built in mechanism that sends off highest level shocks permanent until it is plugged in when it reaches down to 25% of its battery level. So I guess you will not really want to cope with that and gladly plug the charger. And when I come back in three weeks, we'll see further ... you're ok with that?“ I nodded to him, thinking about what experience that will be, someone far away having control over that device, and me unable to do anything against it, and for three weeks not being able to touch or ... John then picked up that neck chain again and placed it around my neck, before closing the padlock he took a key and attached it to the padlock. "This is the key to the belt, being on that chain you won't be able to use it, but in case of emergencies you can just cut the padlock and have it - but I hope when I come back in three weeks it still is on that chain" I smiled at him and said that I will try not to use it and look forward to those three weeks. John then told me to have a shower and get dressed again. I enjoyed a long warm shower and did not forget to dry up everything as good as I could before getting dressed in my own tee/combats and boots.

We then went downstairs to the hotel bar and had another drink, talking a bit more about the passed weekend before we said good bye since they had to get ready packed for their leaving. I went home with a pretty big smile on my face, and once at home immediately checked out the belt again, now that I has a free view and touch on it, but during that already the tens started off.... very gentle, but already telling me that in the next three weeks I am up for the one or other surprise ... I decided not to wait for the device to "remind" me to cahrge it and while wathcing some tv I plugged in the recharger. I guess I should do that every evening, I would not want to experience that "reminder" at all.... and I was hoping that the device would not get off at some weird moments, especially at meetings at work for example, but then again, I would have to deal with that too ... and I was looking forward to meeting John again soon...