The installation Part5

Author: Cherubbsub
Title: The installation (Part5)
Date: 12 April 2016

‘Are you sure you wouldn’t want to try wearing something like this? I have brought my spare set of gear along for you to try, I have a few conditions though’ Guy instructed.

‘Okay, I’m really up for it now Guy, I want to be totally rubberised’ I stated.

‘My conditions are that first you get a shower, you’re cover in spunk and you should be clean to wear rubber….or at least for when you get into my suit’ Guy winked.

‘Anything else?’ I asked

‘Well I want you to relax, and enjoy it, I want you to feel like you can be yourself around me’ Guy gently caressed my head as he unlocked the collar with the key he ‘forgot’.

I took the hood off and embraced him with another passionate kiss.

I headed into the bathroom and revealed under the hot water and suds.

As I was towelling myself off I walked out into my room to see a now fully clad Guy laying out a suit on the bed plus another pile of rubber, some shiny black boots and some straps I could clearly make out.

‘Okay, I’ve lubed up your suit, but first you should put these on’ as he held up a pair of socks, which looked a bit like gloves, as they had individual toes, I guess you could call them toesocks.

I sat on the bed and Guy came around and knelt in front of me. He helped me get the first sock on, which was tight and thick, my toes slipped into their individual homes and all wrinkles ironed out. The second sock was put in place and so, both my feet were now shiny images of my previous appendages.

Guy then held up the suit and I lifted both feet off the floor. He slid the suit down my legs, the cold rubber causing me to shiver slightly.

‘It will warm up quickly, don’t worry’ Guy assured me as he popper both feet out the ends of the legs and stretched the rubber up my legs encasing them in their new shiny black skin.

‘Okay stand up’ Guy motioned to me, taking my hands I stood up as he continued to pull the suit up my torso. Ironing out the wrinkles as he goes, he is a deft hand at this, which of course is understandable considering where he works.

‘Okay next is your arms, one at a time’ Guy held the arm open and I dived in, sliding again the well lubricated interior and then popping my hands out of the end. Guy took my bare hand in his rubber encased one, and took care to iron out the wrinkles on my arm. He deftly repeated the process with my other arm and then jiggled the suit into its final position.

He tugged at the shoulder zips and I was finally sealed in. I caught my reflection and was enamoured with the image, transfixed with what I saw, hardly believing it was me.

‘Looks good huh?’ Guy questioned ‘but we aren’t finished yet’ as he lifted my hood up and positioned this familiar feeling piece of headgear into place, buckling the collar and once again locking in place.

Gloves were next, again smoothed out and finally I was completely clad in rubber. Guy then took a heavy looking harness and began to strap it around my body. It tightly embrace my chest above and below my shoulders, more straps going down and connecting to a waist strap, and then furthermore going between my legs squashing my cock and balls under the suit.

Guy knelt down and adjusted the crotch belt, snapping off the codpiece and pulling my swollen dick into the open air. I felt a cold sensation on my dick and balls as Guy wrapped my meat in a rubber sheath, containing my whole penis and ballsack tightly. He added some stretchy rings over my sack which felt awesome. My dick could have exploded.

Guy then fed my dick through the cold ring on the crotch belt, and my balls painfully followed, perfectly embracing them as he re-buckled the crotch strap.

I felt a tugging at the whole harness which by now encircled my body as I felt (and heard) more padlocks being added. Guy was locking me into the harness now.

I looked at him questioningly.

‘I know you crave control James, your dick is telling me everything I need to know’ Guy grinned and I could see his eyes glinting through the eyeholes in his hood.

Guy then pulled out the boots, which were knee high rubber split toe boots, they were easily put on and again locks added to their tops. Ankle restraints were then added on top and locked, and finally soft rubber padded mitts slipped over my gloved hands and the hefty attached wrist restraints also locked shut, I was truly screwed!

‘Your cock loves this, and you’re not saying a word! Your heavy breathing tells a million words, lest two bits and we’ll be ready for some fun’ as guy held up a bundle of rubber straps, he brought them up to my face and positioned the muzzle covering my mouth, I discovered a rubber penis shaped gag inside which I greedily accepted as it was pulled tighter into my mouth as guy tightened the straps locking each one in turn. He never asked me if it was comfortable, he just knew how tight to adjust it. The final strap being the collar which sat on top of the hood’s collar but acted like a neck brace, holding my head upright and preventing me from looking down.

‘Last bit!’ Guy grinned with a more evil smirk as he knelt down in front of me and pulled a smallish bag out of his holdall. He took a light blue bundle out of the bag and held it up again my cock and I immediately tried to back away from the coldness.

‘What?’ I muffled out

Guy used the harness to hold me in position as the almost painfully cold spongey thing was pressed into my crotch, killing my horniness and my previously raging boner!

My dick now flaccid, Guy felt around and I could feel some weird sensations and slight pinching, it felt like he was tying my balls up with rope or maybe putting a…oh no, not a chastity device! I’ve seen these but they don’t turn me on, shit, that’s it, he’s locking my dick up!

‘Okay, I can let you look at yourself now, my gimp, you’re ready!’ as Guy led me over to the full length mirror, what I could see was the most amazing sight, a rubber clad gimpy creature, covered in straps from hood to boots with not a single square millimetre of skin showing.

‘Oh yes, final bit of modesty’ Guy states as he snaps the codpiece back over my trapped cock. The cod piece firmly embracing my package inside the chastity device.

‘I have a confession to make’ Guy sat down and pulled his hood off.