The lost bet Part 1

Author: eckie
Title: The lost bet (Part 1)
Date: 27 September 2011

My first weekend off from the three weeks holidays that I got permitted from my boss. Unfortunately of course none of my friends was on holiday in that time, so I did not have big plans for that time, just trying to enjoy the time and get the work stress out of my head. Not really wanting to just sit at home I decided I drive into another city, I got some friends there and might just see if I can meet up with them at least for the weekend and see further after that. So I packed a few things for the weekend and drove there, a 3 hours’ drive, and I did not get a response to my SMS I had sent to them, but I just assumed they will be home anyway; else I just go out in town and try later the evening to catch one of them.

Traffic was the usual for a Friday so it took a little longer than I thought to arrive, but as I was afraid during the trip, nobody answered the ring of the doorbell, so I guessed they were out somewhere also. I would just try later then and drive into the city center in the meantime. I had some small dinner and then decided to go for a drink or two before attempting to call them again, so I chose one of the fetish bars that I knew from the past and went there.

It was early, so not too busy yet, then again I have not been there for a while, so could not tell how busy it would get during the evening anyway, but to pass time it was ok for me anyway. I was not dressed up like most of the others in the bar, just a pair of camouflage trousers, my boots, and a simple polo shirt. Naturally I checked out everyone I saw, thinking if there might be someone I could be interested in, or who could show interest in me, one can never know, smile. one in particular I fancied - about my size, in rubber head to toe (I always imagine what face is hidden underneath, but sometimes it just has to remain imagination, unless they take it off at some point), a collar around his neck, I also could see a padlock on that collar, a leash dangling off the collar in his front, standing opposite the toilets, hands on his back, head bowed. So even though I enjoyed what I saw, it was obviously he was probably waiting for someone to come out there. I was indeed right as shortly after a guy in full bluf style leathers came out, grabbed the leash and went off with that boy, from what I saw they went down into the play area of the bar. Well I did not have anything with me in toys and was not counting on playing anyway, so just sighed and took another sip of my drink.

About half an hour later I saw the top come up again, but without his boy on the leash, and he went over to the bar right next to me, ordering himself a beer. I took the chance while he waited and told him that he had a nice boy there, seemed well trained, asking if it was his permanent boy or just a tonight’s extra. He laughed, thanked me for the compliment, telling that he had trained that boy to be well behaved, and he owned him for several years already aside of another slave that he had this time not taken out but instead left home. I said wow, two of them, lucky man, I still haven't found my own boy yet, but I am patient, in time the right one will come along. He agreed, he found his boys also when he least expected, but is happy to call them his now for a long time already, and with a grin he added that none of them was for sale. I laughed back and told him I would not have expected it. We talked on then while he had his beer (and two more after that), he had his boy in the basement chained inside a cage and just kept him there while he had his drink, well, more than one it was now of course, but he knew the boy would not be going anywhere, so time was no issue.

We found out we have a few common interests in play, loving rubber, loving chastity, loving bondage, basically anything that locks is good, talking about the past, how things started, fun we had in the past and so on, a good talk and I enjoyed having met him. I did tell him that I waited to contact some friends for staying there overnight, so until I receive a message from them I had all the time in the world also, I mentioned the begin of my holidays, trying to just see who to visit, what to do in that time as there were no big plans for that time yet.

He told me that in case everything fails, he knew a good hostel where even late at nights one still usually gets a bed for the night, but as well he would offer me his guestroom for the night, since we seemed to have lots in common and he enjoyed our talk also. I thanked him, telling I would be grateful for a good bed in case I do not reach anyone soon. Looking at the time I noticed it had been later than I thought, time flies when you have a good talk, he said he will fetch his boy now and if I wanted, I could join them to go to his place already, I could still attempt to call those friends tomorrow then. I agreed, insisted in paying the tab while he got his boy and we left the bar. I told him I had parked my car around the corner, but he waved, no need for that, he was living not too far from here. his boy on the leash, I noticed the wrists locked together on his back also, and he also had a muzzle locked on top of his rubbered head, we walked some of the side streets, I admired the top for not worrying about possible public watching them, and his boy for accepting to walk like that in public - many have a problem with that as my experience told me.

Ten minutes later we arrived at his house, a small garden in front, a single standing house in the city, I assumed a luxury, given that centres usually are packed with apartment buildings instead. A short walk to the front door, he unlocked and we went inside. He let go of the boys leash, unlocked the boys hands and then the boy immediately helped him out of his leather jacket, hanging it proper into a closet in the hall. I had nothing with me, so nothing to help me out of I thought, the boy then immediately took place kneeling next to the door to what I guessed was the kitchen. The top - Ben was his name - then told me to take a place in the living room, pointing towards another door off the entrance hall, asking if I wanted another beer, which I agreed to, told his boy then to get some for both of us and followed me then.

I took a seat on the couch and only then noticed in the corner of the living room a large cage, not one of the usual, but those body shaped cages where a victim only can stand inside, and of course, inside was another boy, also head to toe in rubber, with a gas masked head, lenses blackened, just standing there, but having noticed someone else being also here he seemed to try to listen to us closely, I assumed hearing with the hood was dampened for sure. Ben told me that his boy had messed up while cleaning that day, and for that he was not allowed to join him to the bar but instead was left in that cage since the afternoon already. I agreed that a boy sure should learn that failing has consequences, asking Ben also when he would take the boy out again, Ben answered that it was not the first time the boy failed this week, so he would have to endure until the next morning’s breakfast time. I mentioned that it was sure not easy to endure it, but he would certainly understand why he was punished like that. Ben nodded, the boys are well behaved usually, but when they lack the required efforts, they just needed a reminder once in a while, and those reminders were severe enough to not forget those quickly again. But they also get their rewards, being a good well behaved boy deserves rewards as well, I could just agree to that also.

The other boy arrived with the beers now, having served them he took place kneel right next to Bens chair, the largest chair by the way in the room, a sort of throne probably for the man of the house. The boy was still wearing the locked on muzzle, knelt in proper posture now, hands again on the back, head bowed, I again complimented Ben for his boys, even if one obviously was at the moment caged for his failure. We kept chatting then, the boy remaining at the side of the chair except when our beer was empty, without need to order he made sure we both were not kept in the dry on that throughout our talking. Ben had just like I did started his path in young years mainly bottoming for others, but also found in time that the top fitted better to his likings, I guessed with most it was the same story, I told him I was no different, but of course the last time I had been tied and packed up was years ago, but I had been a little Houdini in the past anyway, it had always kept those guys busy to make sure I would not escape. Ben listened to all of that too, but smiled, well, some cheeky grin more or less, I asked if he also was like that and he told me that probably anyone always will attempt to get free, but when it is done well, there is no chance to it. I agreed to it but added that most of the time they always forget a tiny bit somewhere, and if there is any chance at all, I used to find it in time, sometimes quickly, sometimes after hours, but if there was a way, I managed to find that way.

Ben laughed now and said that he would love to challenge me, he was certain that he would not be missing anything and that he never has his boys or other players get free without him allowing it. I said that I admitted his experience certainly has taught a lot, just as I learned a lot throughout my years packing up victims, but I said that I was not absolutely certain he would succeed so easily. That is when Ben came up with a proposal - he told me he would bet me to be unable to get out when I agreed to let him pack and tie me up as he wanted. I laughed and said I would be tempted to accept that bet, but for what stakes then, would I get to tie him if I succeeded? He laughed and told me that this was no option, he never allows anyone to do that anymore, but since he knew I was on holiday for the coming three weeks he made me the offer that he would give me one of his boys for that duration, not longer, not for keep, but for the three weeks of my holiday I could be allowed to have one of them to do as I please, within some rules and limits he would set of course, and at the end I had to return the slave of course unharmed. That seemed a great idea to me, I would certainly enjoy, and a well-trained boy at my service for my holidays is something I can sure find a lot of pleasure with. So I told Ben that I would be fine with the price, but what he would ask from me in case I fail. He then smiled again in that same evil way I had noticed earlier. Then he told me, his boys as mentioned get their rewards on occasion and even though not planned just yet, he could still decide to give them a reward already now, if I lost the bet, I would become his boys slave for the duration of my holidays, three weeks following their orders, doing as they say, being their toy to play with as they wish - once again he added of course within my limits, which I would have to state in that case.

I said wow again, a tough price, three weeks is a long time to be a slaves slave and toy, especially for someone who is not a slave. But I told him I was too convinced to win that bet and the chance to have one of his boy at my whim for three weeks was too tempting, so I agreed, if he managed to keep me for a duration of 24 hours in ways, not limiting to only one, where I cannot get free myself, however, not by means of a lockable closet a steel cage preventing me from walking away, a locked on steel chastity not counting as restraint for this particular bet either, but keeping my body in restraints for that duration where at no time I was able to free myself from whatever he places me in, then I will accept the price to pay, but if at any time in those 24 hours I am free by my own doing, I will pick one of his boys to take for the next three weeks. Ben looked at his boys, the one kneel to his side and the one in the cage, who seemed to have listened careful to our talk, Ben asked then in a louder voice, so that the caged boy could hear it clear too, if they would enjoy to have a slave at their whim for three weeks as a little reward, and both immediately nodded their heads, I think it might not have been the first time they had a slave to toy with as reward. Ben added however that if he lost the bet, one of them will be mine for that same duration, whichever I would choose at the end. Again both boys nodded, they seemed to enjoy either of the outcomes of that bet anyway.

We shook hands and said it's a deal, we both having a winners grin on the face however. Ben told me then that I would have to strip naked, while he prepared a few things in the basement, and the time would start when the first item was on my body. I agreed and while he left with the boy I started to undress. While doing so I looked at the boy in the cage, wondering again what the face underneath would be like, looking at the body however I thought I might probably choose him, then again, both boys were interesting to me, looking great all rubbered up and probably it would not make much difference which of them will serve me those three weeks then. Of course I wondered what Ben would have planned; he seemed to be just as sure about winning as I was, so it would be an interesting coming 24 hours. Since my friends had not replied, I did not have any obligations for that time anyway.

I just finished taking off my boxers when the boy showed up again and waved me to follow him. We went down into the basement, down the stairs were three doors, we went through one of them, and I had a brief whistle on my mouth, a fascinating playroom was hidden behind that door. Lots of equipment I had seen or known from catalogues, but never owned them for being a bit out of my price range, also walls full of toys of all kinds, in the room stocks, pillows, cross, cages, winches, well, I would say anything that makes a tops heart bounce (and most likely a victims heart as well). Ben asked me about some limits regarding chastity, if I was ok with a plug, other limits I may have and I told him accordingly. Ben then turned towards a closet and took out a steel chastity belt, I recognized the make, a Latowski belt, I never had one in my hands but seen of course a lot of images of it. It was too bulky for everyday wear, but the way it was made of course was great, covering front and back so completely, just like wearing some steel underwear. Ben told me that normally his boy here was supposed to get that locked on the next day, but for now he had a better use of course for it. As I had seen earlier already, the boy was pretty much my size, so I was certain it would fit. Ben helped me then to put it on, the rubbery inside that holds dick and balls so well covered first, then the front part, while his boy assisted with the back part, a slight adjustment on the sides to match my waist and with some clicks it was locked in place. Ben asked if it was ok, no pressure or troubles, I made some movements, bent over, walked a few steps and told him it was as if it were made for me, comfortable and definitely keeping things locked up inside. Ben then came with the matching back plate, also locking of course, but before putting it in its place he told the boy to bring him the number two plug. I did not know what number two meant, but Ben knew that I was not in for big size, so trusted he would choose right on it. The size was indeed not too large, not too small either, but when Ben mounted it on to the plate I noticed, it had plugs embedded so that a tens unit could be used if wanted. I smiled a bit though I hoped he would not use that one later then. It was not a limit I listed, but still I preferred not to deal with that. Using the right amount of lube and while Ben had me bend forwards, he inserted the plug slowly and once it was in place I heard the click again that made sure it remains locked in place also.

Ben then told me since that belt does not count for the bet as restraint to get out of, time would start only with the next item he used, I agreed to that. First I was helped with a thick rubber short suit, a low neck, short arms and legs. Then Ben gave me a pair of thigh high rubber socks, I never had those before, only knee-high so far. Once they were on, everything being well pre-lubed, obviously the boys took well care of the equipment; he added arm long rubber gloves. This was followed by a rubber hood, not too thick rubber, eye, nose and mouth holes in it. Then he told the boy to get the one-piece they used for parties, obviously he knew what was meant and came back with a one piece suit, hood, gloves, socks attached, a zip from between shoulders to just above the spine only. Both helped me inside that suit then, legs down, pulling it up, it required both to actually stretch the opening hole I was getting inside, slipping my head into the hood also, only now finding out there were just some small pin holes at the eyes and only now noticing the rather large, not in diameter, but rather wide flat gag inside the hood. Once adjusted I noticed it was a breathe-through gag, so that would be a little easier then I thought to myself. My arms were helped into their sleeves also; all was smoothed out then before at the end the zip on the back was closed. Ben told me that I should notice he had not used padlocks on anything so far. But my mouth was no longer useful for any attempts to get free.

Next he came with another pair of arm long grubber gloves, those were rather thick however and it took again both their help to get into those, even though they were very well lubed also. The gloves however had no fingers, only mitts at their end, making a fist on each hand I could slip them inside and felt immediately that the mitts were rather tight around my fist and the rubber for its thickness was rather stiff too. But I was confident still that it was no issue, when sweat comes into place rubber gets slippery, and since no locks are involved I would find a way. Ben then told me that it was time to close my eyes, not seeing what follows would make it better for both of us. He took another rubber hood off the shelf now, one of those that I remembered having seen on Studio Gum or similar sites, very thick material, lots of buckles to close it. Ben slipped it over my rubbered head and then I noticed of course it was all black immediately. The hood had only openings at the nose and one that was actually connecting to the breathe-through gag I had in my mouth. Once it was in place Ben buckled it up and it fitted not tight but tight enough on my head. I was blind, my hearing was very bad now, but breathing still was fine. I also of course noticed the sweat building up slowly in the rubber and as well, you can imagine, my dick responded to the treatment also, fighting for space that was not there. I could no longer speak, see, and hardly hear, so it was waiting for what was to come.

The next item Ben used was one of those full leather bondage suits; however he had it slightly modified as I would notice soon. Both of them helped me get into the pants first, then into the top part and I noticed them starting to lace it all up proper, the two parts together, the arms, the legs, front and back, everywhere it was laced tight, with each pull I noticed less ability to move parts of my body. The modification in the suit however was having steel bars sewed into the leather, around the arms, in chest and back, also of course around the legs, once they finished tightening all laces it was pretty much impossible to bend my body anywhere but at my belly where the two parts came together. I could just stand there stiff as I was, feeling them continuing their work. Thick leather mitts were added over my rubber mitted hands, the leather mitts however also then laced to the ends of the bondage suits arm sleeves.

Then there was for a moment nothing, until I felt being lifted up. The bondage suit had belts and rings embedded to be used for suspension; I was now lifted off the ground by my shoulders, just about one foot above the ground. I wondered if that was it or if there was anything else to come, but of course, it was not yet done....

I could through the layers barely feel, but noticed they were continuing. Ben now used clinical braces, he had a set made for his boys a long time ago, using it to keep them in some form of bondage also in public occasionally, or of course as punishment having them walk with those for a couple days or even weeks. complete leg braces were the first, starting at the hip with a rather stiff thick belt, attached for each leg the full braces, tightened around the upper thigh, above and below the knee, around the ankles. next I could feel that obviously boots were added, while they tightened those laces I felt them being rather tall boots also, and once both were on I noticed I was unable to bend my feet now, whatever boots they were, they did not allow moving the feet anymore. Now I was lowered down again to a point where my feet touched the ground, but kept in the winch so I could not fall over. Both started on the upper body now, a full upper body hard corset, front and back in place, buckled together, and additionally also connected with the stiff waist belt of the leg braces. That was followed by a neck brace as well, placed around my neck, adjusted on back and front so that my head at the end was no longer moving in any direction. Last of the braces were the arms, over their full length also braces attached, those also then connected to the body corset. Ben made sure all joints on those braces were locked, even less possibility to move any part of myself now.

Ben was not finished yet however. I was again lifted off the ground, thinking that must be it now, however realizing that even though still no locks were used, it was absolutely unlikely now to find a way out of it. Then Ben used a sleeveless straitjacket now, made of very thick rubber, attached shorts however, just like a short suit, just the upper body is one piece with no arms. he slipped my legs into the shorts and pulled to all up, pulling it over my complete upper body and once the zip on the back was closed, no more arms were visible, just one big black rubber torso, the high neck of this jacket also sealing perfectly around the bottom of the heavy rubber hood I had on my head. Ben and his boy now pulled some chest waders over my still free dangling legs now, they were the largest available size, thus fitting even over those boots I was laced into already, they were in extreme thick rubber made, definitely a special order, I doubt those can be found off the rack anywhere. They did not pull them all up yet however, before letting me down again, now fully standing stiff on the ground and released from the hooks of the winch. Now they pulled the chest waders upper part over everything, they had to pull hard to get the upper part over my chest, packed as I was it then actually generated a perfect seal, rubber on rubber tight on each other, the suspenders on top of the chest waders would not even have been needed to keep them in place now.

Ben and his boy then together lifted me up a little and more or less carried that stiff rubber lump into one of the corners of the room, once they placed me there they stood back, Ben looked at his product, a big smile on his face, then he said to his boy - you can be certain you will have your toy to play with now, there is no way for him to get out of any of it, even without a lock, his encasement is too complete to have any chance. Ben then came closer to my head and shouted, so I would understand him. he told me that I was done now, because of the layers I was placed right underneath some cooling vents, also a camera was monitoring me permanently in this corner, I was free to do what I wanted, but he told me I should just forfeit the bet, he knew his boys had a toy for the next three weeks and he would leave me to myself now until I was ready to be released.

It was hard to understand him with all the layers, but I did, and I did realize that he indeed was right, once that stiff leather suit was added it was over, the more they added after that, the worse it got, but any attempt I made now to move, arms, hands, even feet, head, trying to speak, trying to wiggle anything at all, all the attempts were just futile, they just made me sweat more, but absolutely nothing was giving even a millimetre. then came what I had feared at the begin, I felt the tens in my ass work, he must have activated it now, and what I did not know earlier also started, simple loud white noise in the hood. Dark, multi-layers of rubber, leather and steel, no hearing, no speaking, no moving, a thick black rubber lump standing in a corner motionless and silent. That was me now ... and yes, the longer I stood, the more I realized ... I had lost that bet for sure....

Hours passed, I did doze away, it must have been late or early, each time I woke up I had to focus not to panic, coming to in darkness and immobile can freak the mind at first. I had no idea how long I was standing there in the corner by now, but at some point the white noise stopped. even more the neck brace and the thick hood were now taken off also and I was able to see a little through those tiny pin holes in my eyes, which however took some adjusting before I could recognize Ben standing in front of me. he no longer had to shout so much when he asked me if I was ok, I tried pulling my shoulders, of course that did not work, so I more or less made an attempt to doubtfully nod, I was not in trouble, but naturally a bit desperate to get out of these layers, soaked wet from my sweat, body aching from being unable to move at all, thirsty like hell and most of all, having realized I lost the bet. Ben continued then that he will give me some fluids now and leave his boy here in the room in case I would need urgent help, but he knows that I must have realized already that I cannot get free, no matter how much I try, and I could choose to finish the 24 hours in my situation or could indeed forfeit the bet, admit I lost and accept the consequences, his boys already know that they have a toy for the next weeks. There was indeed no chance on earth to get free, not of any part that was on me, I also did not know how much time had passed so far, how much it was to fill the agreed 24 hours I had to get free, but since it was useless anyway and I definitely wanted to move again I agreed, nodding that I will forfeit the bet, accept that I had lost and accept to pay the price for it.

Once I had agreed I heard Ben tell his boy to get the other boy and take me out of everything except the chastity, which would have to remain locked on for the entire duration, but other than that, the boys were in charge of me and I would have to follow. Soon after both of the boys were starting to peel me out of everything piece by piece while Ben was upstairs sitting at his breakfast. It took them almost half an hour to take off the waders, straitjacket, braces and bondage suit and I finally was able to move my limbs, they sat me down and let me stretch in all directions first for a while, at the same time allowing me to suck down some needed fluids through the opening in that gag I still had in my mouth, only then they continued helping me out of that thick rubber suit still covering me entirely, taking off the gloves, socks, even the short suit so that only the chastity was at the end left on my. They unlocked the back to release the plug and then one of the boys told me to go next room where a shower and toilet was, taking the plug out, having a shower, cleaning myself and then return here within 20 minutes. For a slave boy it was a rather commanding tone already, obviously they took it serious, they were in charge, and I had to follow. I did as told, feeling sorry for not being able to stay longer under that well feeling shower however, and then I returned into the first room again. I was barely inside when one of the boys already stood behind me, using a very wide, thick and heavy steel collar, with a quick snap it was locked on and I felt its weight fully then. The other boy held a striped prisoner jumpsuit to me, telling me to put it on, as I did, and once it was on both continued. A wide steel belt was locked around my waist, several rings on front, back and side of it. One boy locked a thick shackle to the left wrist, the other the same to the right, both connected with a short chain to the sides of the waist belt. I was then given a pair of heavy industrial rubber boots to put on, legs inside to keep them visible before they both managed some heavy shackles over those boots on to my ankles, connected with one foot chain in-between. Now one of them added a muzzle over my head, a gag was on the inside of the mouth piece attached, similar to the one I felt in the rubber suit also, thick, wide, filling the mouth, unable to speak, yet able to breathe through. Once it was strapped and buckled, each buckle received a padlock, no way to take it off. Then they told me today is prisoners workday, the whole bunch of rubber and leather I had been in before was in one pile in the middle of the room, they showed me the tools and told me to clean it all, lube it proper and put them way where they belonged, Once finished with that I was to scrub the shower clean again and when I finished it all they would attend to me again, I had two hours’ time for all of it. Then they left the room and went upstairs to join Ben for whatever he had planned.

I stood in the heavy steel, muzzled, limited movement and thought to myself ... what did I agree to here, some slaves commanding me around, I never had thought that could happen, but having agreed to pay the price to the bet I started to work.... and it took the two hours to finish, I just cleared the last bit in the shower when one of the boys already stood in the door. he told me to come with him, leading me into another room in the basement, inside a small prison cell, it was about 6 feet by 4 feet, barely room to stretch out on the small hard bench that I saw there, no padding on it, a small sink, a small toilet, a tiny plate folding off the wall with some food and water on it. He unlocked the muzzle, shoved me inside, locked the barred door and told me I have 2 hours rest after the long night, and then work will continue. he left the room, closed the heavy door of it, locked it as well and I was left to my own, still chained up, now locked into this small cell, not much choices ... if that was to continue like that .... Oh well... I was hungry, so I started eating, sort of an oatmeal, not very tasty, but filling the stomach, and the water was very welcome also. Once finished I tried getting comfortable on that hard bench, not too much success, but if there is no choice, one has to deal with it.

The two hours passed fast, soon the other boy was there and got me out of the cell, both by the way really great looking, I would have loved each of them at my own service, but now I was doomed to be at theirs, for my entire holiday, and that belt on my waist was not helping either, I was horny, yet of course ... frustration was all there is in that area. I was taken upstairs now, shovelling slow in chains up the stairs and then given a list of tasks in and around the house, a long list I must say, even for a not chained person difficult to do in one day and after showing me the required tools for everything, I was given 8 hours to finish all of it to the very best possible, else I would have to be punished. the tone indeed was not at all of a slave, and I could see them enjoy it, day one out of twenty, I could just hope it would get better ... for most of the time I did not know what Ben and his boys were doing, they did leave the house a few times for a while, but there was not really time for me to do anything but the given tasks. When I was finally finished, I was lead into the cell again and told they will inspect my work now, I should hope it was at Masters standards, else I needed correction.

About half an hour later the door opened again, without words I was taken back to the other room from the day before, all chains were taken off and also the suit came off. Instead I was to put back on the full suit with hood, gag, gloves and feet attached. Both boys assisted in getting into it, and once the zip was closed they added all of the shackled and chains again. After that I was taken upstairs again and actually got a glimpse of a clock there, 9pm, the day went fast I thought. I was lead shovelling into the living room and then right towards that body shaped cage in the corner. One of the boys opened it while the other used that same thick heavy rubber hood on me again; blind again, unable to speak. They helped me then into the cage and locked it. Obviously my work was not satisfactory, last night it was the punishment for one of the boys, and most likely now it was mine. Ben then suddenly spoke to me, telling me that obviously the boys did not approve my work, and while he took them both out for the evening now, I was certainly aware what my faith was, and immediately then the white noise started. Blind, deaf, mute, sweating in rubber, kept standing in that cage, left for an unknown time all to myself isolated from the rest of the world. I could just hope they would not leave me over the night here, but no choice in that, just waiting in my isolation....

I cannot say how long before they returned; in such situation time no longer exists. But when the white noise stopped I was released from the cage and as well the thick hood, pushed on to my knees in that same corner and then given to drink. I needed to piss actually, hoping I would be let out of the suit or placed in the cell again soon, but instead I was not taken to the cell, but the third room in the basement. inside a small room, a small simple bed just big enough for two people, a small table, a small closet, locked with a large padlock however (inside some regular clothes for the boys, should the need arise for that on occasion) my chains were all taken off now, yet the suit remained locked on. I was lead on to the bed, laying on my front and then my arms and legs fixed to each of the corners of that bed with some medical restraints. Then Ben stood in that door suddenly, he was smiling and telling the boys that they get an extra treat today, both were to stand in front of him and after telling them to present their rubber shorts (they had been wearing rubber chastity shorts all day) he unlocked the front fly of both, telling them they had until breakfast, then those locks will have to be shut again. Both boys grinned with excitement and I was already guessing the bad to come. Obviously they were kept in chastity all the time also, fun down there is probably rare for them and now a guy was spread on their bed, exposing his butt and tow rock hard dicks are urging for release. Ben already left and both boys joined me on the bed and it did not take long indeed before I felt that a previously unnoticed zip at my butt was opened and cold lube was felt in my crack. young boys are all time horny, and having been denied that pleasure for a while you can imagine ... my ass was used for the slaves pleasures multiple times before they just laid down to the left and right of me, but I was woken up several times in the night and in the morning of course also, it seemed one of them was constantly hard and horny. I did not get too much sleep that night, but at some point finally that zip in the back was closed again, obviously the boys’ time was over. Only now I noticed that I must have pissed into that suit during the night, everything was wet, too wet for just sweat alone. The boys knew that also and told me to be careful after they released my hands and feet, when walking into the shower and taking off the rubber, shower, clean myself, clean the suit and the shower proper and then wait on my knees in the centre of the playroom.

I followed as requested, did as told, even if I did not enjoy much, I shook hands on that bet, and that means to me that I had to stand by it, enjoy it or not. I was not long finished when the boys returned to me. I was naked except the chastity. One of the boys told me to get up and bend over, smirking that after having been so useful during the night, that ass should not miss something now either, he inserted a plug and locked the plate in the back then again also. I was then given a rubber t-shirt to put on and after that some old-fashioned traditional leather shorts on top of the chastity, it also had those matching old fashioned leather suspenders on it. one of the boys then locked a big chain with a large padlock on to my neck while the other grabbed those industrial rubber boots again, telling me to put those on also now. Each of my wrists then received a rubber lockable restrain on it, a small padlock dangling off each buckle now, and then we went upstairs. In the hallway I was shown the standing position (hands on back, head bowed, feet shoulder wide spread) and told to wait there. About ten minutes later one of them came back and told me to follow him ... out the front door. I was a little embarrassed in that outfit, but bet is bet, so I followed. he then described me how to get to a certain bakery, told me to have it put on Masters tab, they know him there very well, told me the number of loafs to get and then said that I had 20 minutes to be back, after that the front door will no longer be open and I would have to see what the consequences were. I was to be back in time then, and after return get into the kitchen and prepare a proper breakfast for all three of them - he did not say all of us, just the three of them... once again, no choice, so I started walking, feeling every look of all the people on the streets on me, imagining to hear whispers of them, yet with a fully red head I managed to find the bakery, get the loafs and be on my way back, the door was still open, so I made it in time obviously, so I went to the kitchen and started preparing - bacon, eggs, spread, coffee etc., everything I assumed ok for a good breakfast for three and of course also setting the table for the three then.

I did not know what to do when finished, so I stood next to the table, trying to assume the standing position again, hoping that was what they expected. Shortly after all three entered the kitchen, Ben sat down immediately and laughed, just whispering the word: mistake. I did not know what of course, but then the boys told me that I should know that Masters slave will not sit at his table, so I should have set only one deck for him, while waiting with the rest for instructions. Well, how should I know that.... one of the boys then told me to take off two decks and bring them downstairs, set them on the small table in their own room, while both then knelt to left and right of Ben waiting while he started his own breakfast. I hurried to set for the boys downstairs and then returned, still not knowing about my own hunger to be satisfied ... the boys waited for Ben to nod briefly and then got up, telling me to follow, down into their small room, ordered to kneel next to the table and keep silent while they enjoyed their breakfast. it took half an hour for them, a long time when you are hungry and when your knees start hurting, but I managed nevertheless... after they finished I was ordered to clean up here and in the kitchen, clean the kitchen itself up also and then report in the hallway as in the morning again. I di to my best, make sure not to miss something, so far I had not really succeeded to do things right as the boys wanted, or maybe they just anyway would always say it is wrong, no matter if it was or not. But finally I stood in the hallway again in proper posture waiting and not long after one of the boys showed already.

He told me to turn around and then padlocked my wrists together, those hands stayed on the back now. then having me turn around again, he told me to open my mouth and immediately shoving a large softball into it, all the way in and ordering me to close the mouth again then, nothing visible, yet no way to even grunt noises now. Then he put some money into one of my hands and ordered me outside again. Again he explained the path, this time much further away a small fetish store. I was to go there as I was, not to lose that ball, it better be still in my mouth at my return, get in the shop and buy a very specific neck chain and lock, being unable to talk I would have to find my way to sort it. so cuffed, mute, still in the embarrassing outfit I was to walk at least half an hour to and the same back from the shop and also buy something specific in that situation I was. the boy then told me that breakfast was cancelled for me due to my mistake in the morning, if I wanted some lunch later, I should make sure to be back in 50 minutes, else lunch was off as well. I would have sighed if my mouth was not filled completely, but I better had to get on my way, I guessed I had to walk fast to make that time, and being hungry already I did neither want to have lunch taken away nor did I want to give the boys another pleasure of my failing a task.

Once again an embarrassed walk, deeply blushed face, having to walk fast without supporting arms, breathing through nose only and when I showed up at the store finally getting laughed at by anyone inside, but they did seem to know what was going on, obviously I am not the first showing up like that and having to purchase something. So at the end it went well to get what I needed and rush back in time then too. exhausted I arrived back, expected already by both of the boys, standing in full rubber neck downward in the door, it seems that neighbours are all used to it already, if they rarely are seen in anything different (though what do I know, being here that short time, though it feels longer when you have to cope with things you do not really enjoy). Instead of getting into the house they did order me into the garage next to the house, there they inspected the purchase, telling me it would be the wrong chain, not the one they told me to buy and for that I needed again to be punished. I had to lie down on the dirty concrete and before I knew it, the two boys had me fully hog-tied. my hands were already locked in place and together with some lengths of rope they quickly had my rubber booted ankles tightly tied, my knees roped together and the locked wrists looped tights to the rope around my ankles, I was kept in a tensed hog-tie then. in order not to be able to open the knots, they made sure the lengthy ends of the used rope was lead up to a hook hanging off the ceiling and severely knotted on there, definitely out of my reach. Even crawling was only possible in a very limited area now, kept on the spot by those ropes on the hook now. I was allowed half a cup of soup only as they said, and I was to take it out of an old bowl on the floor, and of course it was places barely in reach, taking large effort to wind my body close enough to reach it with my tongue and be able to lap some of it then. Both had been whispering with each other during my attempt to get to the soup and came back laughing, the second after I knew why, the tens ion the plug was activated. One of them told me then it was set to random and for buying the wrong chain in the store I would spend the rest of the day exactly where I was with the tens running. it was heavier than before, they have definitely turned the power of it up and my attempts to lap up some more of that soup were disturbed by my body reacting on the random partially rather heavy shocks in my ass. Both left then and after closing the garage door it was all dark inside, leaving me to my destiny for the time being.

Hours of torture later Ben entered the garage, finding me suffering, asking how long I had been there and I told him since when and why the boys decided for that. He just nodded and aha towards me, but then stopped the tens and released my hog-tie. He told me to stand in the corner proper and wait, and then he left the garage. I stood there at least an hour, but happy not to be in any pain and being able to stand rather relaxed, though I still was very hungry and hoped soon to get some proper food. The door opened again and Ben returned then, both boys behind him and when they were in front of me just a slight finger point and the boys knelt to his left and right. I could however notice both of them were nervous and both of them also had some unnatural moves, Ben immediately told me that they two have abused their privileges too much, punishment is ok, but only when deserved, and I did not fail all the times they told me so, also the chain I bought today was exactly the one I needed to get, so being punished without failing is not an option in his household, because of that, both of the boys were also hooked to a tens, he made sure it had the same setting as they had kept on me this afternoon.

He told me that I would be allowed one revenge right now, for both to follow to the letter, and after that he planned another way of ensuring they will not misuse their privileges so easily. Then he unlocked my wrists, told the boys to get into the basement and wait for my decision. the two left and Ben asked me if I had something in mind to pay back at least a little, without being granted a release from my bet, but from anything the boys did I could pick one to get a revenge. I thought a little and then decided that the way they had sent me to run errands was rather humiliating, so I would have them perform the same, maybe add a little extra. Ben said he will leave me a free hand on that one order and sent me down into the basement to let me get this revenge.

The boys were kneeling in the centre of the playroom, still under the random shocks in their butts, and I could see they did not like it, but not a word or any other noise to come from them about it. I told them to get out of their rubber suits quickly which they immediately did, I could see now they were both in a steel chastity as well, not the same as I was locked in, but a different model, I guessed some neosteel or similar product, also with lockable plug. The tens were fixed on a little extension on the back of that belt also. knowing those units I checked on both, they were set to 45, which to my experience is rather good already, but I wanted my revenge, so I raised them to 50, getting an immediate reaction from each, a painful moan from each confirmed that it was definitely a punishment to them. Having cleaned up in here before I already knew a few things, where to find what in here. I picked 4 very thick nappies, gave each of them two and told them to put them on over their chastity, having two makes it definitely very bulky. Then I wanted them to wear the same humiliating shorts, but no t-shirt. Each also had to put on heavy rubber boots, but two sizes too large for them. Just like they did with me I added wrist restraints and locked each on the back. Naked upper body, the nappies clearly visible on top of the shorts, clumsy walking with too large rubber boots, randomly shocked rather heavy in their butts - a good start. But revenge is no revenge if it is not much worse than the original. Each received a softball in their mouths also, unable to speak now, I told them that same conditions apply, until their task is done they better make sure that ball stays where it is. To make it mean enough I then added crocodile clamps on each boys nipples, connected with a chain and added a small weight to each chain, the moan told me they are definitely aware of the effects. then I had then stand next to each other closely, left leg of one to the right leg of the other, adding some belt straps now at the ankles, below and above knees and thighs made sure the two boys had more or less just three legs together to walk with. Then I told them to get upstairs in the entrance hall wad wait as they had me waiting. They almost stumbled at first and had to coordinate, without words of course, their movement, but slowly they made their way up. In the meantime I went to Ben and told him what I did and if he approved to send them out like that, at the end they are his boys... he laughed and said he had not assumed I’d do it like that, but he enjoys the idea and of course allowed me to send them out. not being too familiar I asked Bens help for a good location and task, so he went with me out in the hall towards the boys, he looked at them standing there, shaking from the shocks randomly, laughing at them and telling that they get what is deserved, so he does not want to hear a word about it. Since they left me hungry, they would not have dinner this evening anyway, but while he would have dinner with me now, the boys were to go to a specific address of a friend’s home. He would call him and make sure that there is proof that the boys were there in time. The location however means to walk like that - clumsy as they were - at least an hour there and one back, and all that through areas where plenty people will see them. And when he told the boy that they better be back before those two hours were up, I could see in their faces that they knew they have to do everything not to fail on that. then Ben opened the door and told them to hurry on, both then immediately started their way, rather clumsy still, I am not sure they will make it in time unless they get a good rhythm into their three legged walk.

Ben and I then went back to the kitchen where we had a good dinner, something I certainly needed, he even allowed me to sit on the table for that, as a one-time exception he said, once the boys are back, payback is served and they will be in charge again, I will be back to being their toy and slave for the rest of the time. I enjoyed the meal, the boys had prepared it earlier already as Ben said, and the two hours passed rather quickly then as we kept talking for a while there then also.

Ben looked at his watch, telling me the two hours are almost up and just a few minutes before time was up the doorbell rang, the boys stood there, exhausted, painful expressions in their faces, and each of them had with a black marker a time on their forehead and with the same marker on their backs written in big letters: punished for failing the Master. Walking like that through the city is even more embarrassing as it was in the first place for me; they definitely got punished well for that. Ben told me to undo the straps that kept their legs together while he unlocked their hands. Then without warning he took quickly off the alligator clamps, the moan of their still gagged mouths turned into a painful long grunt then, I knew that hurt a lot. Ben also turned off the tens then and told the boys to get the balls out of their mouth. Both thanked him then and went down on their knees in front of him. Ben told them they got what they deserved, but the payback was served now. however in order to keep reminded of their failing, their current outfit would be every day outfit until my time was served, for one of them ... I saw the questioning expression in their faces, but mine was just as well. One of them will wear this exact outfit every day from morning to bedtime, without permission to use the bathroom during that time. He knew how much they love their rubber, but for the time being that was not the regular day-wear now. the other however would be treated absolutely identical to how they treat me, so every day the two swap, one in this humiliating outfit, the other will join me in being the toy/slave to the other and must be absolutely identically treated, used, or punished if need be. That way he knows that if one mistreats us both, the other will get his payback the next day. and he added one mandatory requirement to take care of from now until the time is done, whoever is serving with me must be permanent chained to me, be it either on wrist or on ankle or on collar, 24 hours time each, so from morning to morning. And for tonight he will pack us all three away, so we can think about what was wrong. he waved me to follow out to the backyard, out there he had a small shed, we went inside and I saw several chairs standing inside, no regular chairs of course, but all full of straps to immobilize the person sitting in it. He placed three of them in a triangle, so that we would almost face each other and then told one boy to strap in the other tightly while he strapped me into the other chair. Once sitting in there straps were placed everywhere, cross over the chest, neck, each arm, thighs, legs, there was little movement at the end possible, secured into the chair unable to get off again. Then he also strapped the other boy into the remaining chair the same way. Then he switched on all three tens units and told us they were set to react on noise. last he placed a tripod with a microphone on top right in the middle of us, telling that the boys know it, but to me as explanation, the microphone will pick up the slightest noise we make, even whispering is recognized and then amplified, so the slightest noise will definitely trigger the tens, and it won't be an easy shock then. we were to stay put until next morning now, could look into each other’s eyes, but should better be completely silent, no talking not noise at all for that duration, and before leaving out the door he joked that he hoped none of us will be snoring when falling asleep later in the night, the other two will not enjoy that for sure. Then he left, and we sat there immobilized, staring at each other, knowing that today did not go well for any of us.