hippy buster part 2

Author: catdude
Title: hippy buster part 2
Date: 02 August 2004

Nick felt like he was floating, he had no idea how much time had passed, he had tried to think of how many times he had woken up but he couldn’t remember certain times, he suspected that he was being drugged, occasionally he had woken up to find that the suit had filled with the odd liquid that the mad man had said would be getting rid of the rest of his hair. He felt his mind grow a little clearer, obviously the last batch of drugs where starting to wear off, he strained against his restraints and tired to listen or see anything, but there was nothing, he couldn’t even hear his own breathing because of the built in earplugs, sometimes he fancied he heard a slight buzzing noise but he wasn’t sure if it was the headphones which had been silent since the maniacs last message to him or his own imagination, he struggled against the tight impossible bindings, trying to move even a finger was impossible, he wanted to scream in frustration and curse and swear at the fuckers who had kidnapped him and put him in this hell hole, he wanted out of this fucked up suit he wanted to be away from these maniacs.
A man looked up from his console, ‘doctor his heart rate is climbing again, he has been out of the drugs influence for 12 hours this time.” Doctor Michael looked up from the file he was reading a few desks over, “very well sedate him again, we will take him out after this he is responding well, and Mr Collins is eager for the next stage to continue. Have the tanks prepped and ready to go.” He got up and walked out the door and down the featureless corridor to a room. Inside was a rubber encased mummy, lying on the table, every now and again it gave a twitch, Michael walked up to it not bothering to try and walk quietly and stroked the bound man, the encased figure jerked at the contact and then started to buck around on the table and make frantic groaning noises, Michael new they would be more then groans had it not been for the heavy gag, he smiled, and reached for a remote control on a nearby shelf. He would have plenty of time to play with his new toy for a little while before he had to go supervise Nick’s final preparations for a new life.
Two days ago Danny had been cruising the clubs, the usual ones had been out, the posers in their leather who only put out when the wallet came out, the wanna be skins who still probably lived with their mom’s, the 89+ year old geriatric masters who’s idea of breath control was to accidentally stand on the tube for there respirators. He leant back against the wall and sighed, the scene was so fake and there wasn’t another rubber boi out there to play with, that made it suck even more. He had taken care to look his best tho, he would never admit it but he liked to pose for the lads a bit himself, he was in a dark maroon rubber shirt, and black rubber 501’s his boots where 14hole doc martins, he knew he was probably looking like a wanna be skin to but his hair was just long enough not to be classed as shorn, and he never tried to pass himself off as one anyway. He rubbed his crotch absentmindedly, under the tight fitting rubber he wore rubber shorts with sheath and plug built in, he had lubbed the sheath well before heading out and the horny sensation of his cock sliding in the slippery prison under the 501’s was turning him on more then he had anticipated, he clenched his butt cheeks around the plug and felt his cock jerk in response. He straightened up, time to head home strip down and jerk off with his nose buried in his rubber jeans smelling the strong rubber scent that he knew would send him into an intense orgasm. Just as he was about to make a beeline for the exit however a flash at the bar caught his eye, well flash wasn’t the word really gleam was more like it, just as the name suggested a shiny thick reflection that ment only one thing, rubber. Danny moved almost in a trance to try and see who it was, his heart nearly stopped in his chest when he saw a tall young man standing at the bar, his short red hair spiked up, his black rubber shirt ending just at the waistband of his form fitting black jeans, the only thing stopping the outfit from earning him a indecent exposure fine was the black rubber cup that was attached over the top of the jeans, it was being held in place by about 6 pop clips and was no doubt very easy to detach, he dragged his eyes away from the cup and back up to the guy’s face, who was now looking directly at him and smiling, the guy stepped away from the bar and walked over to Danny, ‘see anything you liked there?’ his voice was even and playful, Danny flashed him a quick grin ‘fuck yea, good to see other fucking horny rubber boi’s out’ the guy laughed, ‘rubber yes, boi, no, wanna drink?’ Over a few drinks Danny found out that the guy’s name was Michael and that he was a recruiter for a modelling agency, Danny tried not to let the excitement show on his face, he had been trying to land a modelling job for a while now, he leant back casually trying to let the light shine on his well defined body and nicely angled face, “wow that must be exciting, how long ya in town for?” Michael flashed him a quick smile and his eyes flickered quickly over Danny’s body, “not long actually, just here to sell a investment property I brought a few years back, did ya wanna come have a look at it?’ he flashed his sly smile at Danny again and Danny returned the grin, ‘sure why the hell not?’ they stepped out of the club and Michael indicated a black jaguar parked near the entrance, Danny was not the type to chase sugar daddies, but Michael was looking interesting in more then a strictly sexual way, as they sped through the streets Michael casually reached over stroked a finger across the bulge on Danny’s jeans, through the awesome sensation he heard Michael say something about getting some modelling work for him, Danny grinned as he closed his eyes and enjoyed his cock being stroked this was getting better and better. They arrived at the flat and entered there wasn’t much furniture around, a few wooden crates where here and there. Danny noticed a large black bag near the table in the main area of the room hanging almost enticingly out was a long rubber sleeve and the bulges in the bag suggested that it was stuffed very full, could it possibly be full of rubber? He only half heard Michael trying to explain to him about some contract he had to sign, “huh? Oh yea sure where do it sign?” Michael laughed, “hold up now there buddy, first I need a audio file saying your signing of your own free will and not under duress” Danny turned, what he really wanted was to get Michael naked and explore that bag, he tried not to look impatient as Michael held up a small digi recorder for him to speak into, “ok ummm hi I Danny Peterson am under no duress to sign this document, or whatever, will that do?” Michael stopped the recorder with an oddly satisfied look on his face, ‘sure will, sign here and then we can get down to some real business’ Danny glanced at the thick document there was only dim lighting in the room and the print was small and he didn’t fell like going through it all, he knew there where watch dog agencies that would help him out if he got rorted down the track so he flipped to the last page and scrawled his name at the bottom, ‘there now what the fuck is in that bag?!” Michael turned, oh yea I forgot I left that there, have a look, he reached down and pulled out a long rubber catsuit, he turned to Danny holding it, ‘wanna try it on?’ Danny reached eagerly for it but Michael pulled it out of reach and luaghed, 'jeans and boots off first I don’t want it getting caught on one of the buttons.' Danny struggled out of his 501’s and boots and was reaching for the waist band of his rubber shorts to pull them off to when Michael stopped him, ‘no leave them and the shirt on I wanna enjoy taking them off later, oh no, wait lift up the shirt for a second’, Danny impatiently tugged the shirt up and felt Michael stick something over his nipples, he tried to look down but Michael pulled the shirt back down, ‘just helps bring out your nipples a little better, so you look even hotter’ Danny smiled and Michael handed him the catsuit, it was already dusted with talcum inside and Danny slid his legs into it, the cool feel of the rubber sliding over his legs made his cock throb painfully in its lubed sheath, the opening was at the back so he pulled the bottom half right up and felt his feet settle comfortably in the built in socks, the rubber squeezing him in a way that turned him on more, he found that there was a small opening at the groin region Michael showed him that it stretched open wide enough to let him slip his sheathed cock and balls through and then was tight enough to act as a cock ring, not that Danny felt his cock would be getting soft at any stage, Danny slid his arms into the sleeves they ended in mitten like ends, the fingers where all separated like a glove but on the outside it looked like a penguin flipper, since his hands where now useless Michael zipped him up at the back, and showed him into the bedroom where there was a large mirror. Danny was entranced, he ran his hands trapped in their mitten like ends over his body, Michael stepped up behind him and pushed against his butt and Danny leaned back and moaned as the plug was rubbed over his prostate. Michel then gently stretched the hood that was hanging at the front back over Danny’s hair and Danny looked again in the mirror and felt he would blow his load there and then, the hood had mouth eye and nose holes, Michael frowned, ‘fuck you would look better completely covered, wanna try it?’ he held up a hood that was to Danny the stuff of wet dreams and rubbed his free hand against Danny’s butt and ultimately the plug under the layers, Danny moaned again and nodded, Michael stretched the hood over Danny’s head, this was a bit of a struggle as it was fairly tight hood and Danny was blind for a minute of two as Michael manoeuvred the breathing tube into Danny’s mouth, it was in the centre of a gag that was like two halves of a mouth guard, Danny bit into them and when the hood was finally on found that the elasticity of the hood prevented him from opening his jaw, the tube was about 5 inches long, there where no nose holes and the eyes where covered in a dark plastic which made it very hard to see anything in the dim light, Michael was beside him and groaned, ‘fuck you look hot lets get you outa that and fuck’, they moved towards the bed and Danny almost fainted when he saw his most ultimate fantasy on the bed, a sleep sack!!! He made pleading noises through the gag and pointed at the sack, Michael looked surprised, ‘you wanna try it? Ok no probs, but a quick try while your like this once I get you naked I can’t guarantee that I will be able to hold back, oh wait its tight around the neck so you will need a collar or it will pinch he disappeared into the other room and was back before Danny could even move, holding a collar he quickly buckled it around Danny’s neck it covered the catsuits zip and Danny thought he heard a weird click but realized it was probably just the noise being distorted through two layers of rubber, Michael indicated for him to lie in the sack and he eagerly did so, sliding his hands in their rubber mittens down the internal sleeves, the rubber was thick and strong and Michael had to pull and tug it over Danny, Danny felt the tight unyielding embrace as the zip was pulled slowly up, the rubber binding him tight and he gave a experimental struggle to see if he could move, he couldn’t the zip was a double zip and with a bit of adjustment Michael had his cock sticking straight tup out of the sack while the rest of his body was immobile, Michael sat back and smiled, ‘well that was almost to fucking easy, your one dumb horny boi you know that? Do you have any idea what you signed?” Danny tried to work out what the fuck Michael was on about, Michael got up and came back with the document he had sighed, ‘it was right here in the first line, but all I had to do was place a catsuit in a easily spotted place and you fell for it hook line and sinker, here, ‘by signing this document I giver power of attorney and all control over my physical body to doctor Michael, that, of course, being me. For a period no less then three years and no more then 5’ Danny’s blood seemed to freeze in his veins, this wasn’t funny why was Michael doing this? He tried to laugh through the gag, obviously some sort of joke get him helpless and then scare him a little, the smile that appeared on Michael’s face however made the laugh die in his throat, ‘oh dear you think I’m kidding? Well your in for a nasty surprise, you see Danny I work for a very powerful man with many powerful layers, even if anyone does find you that document and that audio file make any case baseless. But don’t worry I will take good care of you, and the contract does state your doing this for 200 thousand a year, that’s not bad money Danny and I can assure you, you will not be in a position to withdraw from the account for a while so the interest should be rather substantial. Now to finish you up and ship you off.’ Danny’s mind was spinning, all thoughts of sex where gone, his heart was beating a rapid tattoo against his ribcage, he struggled desperately suddenly all he wanted was to be out of this gear which had gone from horny play stuff to a prison. Michael ignored his frantic struggles and went back to the other room, Danny did not notice him till he sat back down beside him and grabbed his cock, Danny was amazed to see his cock still rock hard then remembered the tight catsuit acted as a cockring. He held a pin up and Danny struggled with renewed vigour, Michael looked annoyed and slapped Danny’s cock and balls hard causing tears to form in Danny’s eyes and a new wave of cold dread to echo through him, ‘stay still or I might miss and you don’t want that, didn’t I say I would take care of you? Now lets see.” He again held Danny’s dick and with a swift jab stabbed into the tip of the rubber with the pin. Danny cried out, and then realized there was no pain, Michael must have jabbed into the rubber at the piss slit, the pin hitting nothing but air, he glanced back down, Michael was now holding a tube to the end of his sheathed cock and pressing the tube tore the small hole made by the pin larger and Danny felt the tube begin to enter his piss slit, what the fuck was going on? He yelled into the gag as best he could as the burning sensation in his dick got more intense, then he felt the tube hit something inside him then a weird feeling like he had to pee, he looked down at the end of the tube was a clear hospital bag, he realized it must be a catheter. Through his disbelief and horror he heard Michael’s voice, ‘the bag is just for the trip to the lab, once there I will connect the tube to a drain or maybe to your gag if you keep struggling like that.’ Danny froze still, he knew what would come out of the tube and he did not want it going into his mouth at any cost. Michael smiled his evil grin that froze Danny’s heart again, much better now one final step and then to pack you up.’ Danny realized that was the second time Michael had said something about packing. His mind was to clouded with fear to even begin to guess what it meant. Michael came back holding what looked like large rubber wheels about 7inches wide Michael put one of them down and then lifted Danny’s feet and started to move the other one around his feet, Danny saw that they where actually rubber strips, like bandages, HE WAS BIENG MUMMMIFIED! Michael calmly and patiently wrapped Danny , Danny was torn between struggling or facing some terrible punishment if he moved. When Michael finished wrapping him all the way up to his neck he reached over to the side table and picked up what looked like a tv remote, ‘I would have preferred to test this earlier but it may have given the game away, he pushed something on it and Danny couldn’t help but jerk as a slight erotic tingle travelled through each nipple, and up and down the inside of his cock, a deep groan rose from the back of his throat and vibrated up the tube causing Michael to grin ‘yes Danny those pads I put over your nipples earlier are connected to this, as are some wires running down the outside of the catheter tube, now that was rather enjoyable, I know, you should however be warned that it can go fairly high. I will give you a very brief example of a punishment shock to deter you from ever misbehaving, you could almost say, shock therapy, ha ha.” He pushed another button before the words and the bad joke had been able to sink into Danny’s mind. Danny screamed into the gag and thrashed around as much as he could, it felt like a red hot poker had been jammed down his cock and branding irons placed against his nipples. It lasted a split second only but Danny was left panting for breath and his heart racing, Michael gave him a grin, ‘so lets be good ok?’ he then stood up and reached under the bed and pulled something out from under it, Danny heard wood being dragged across the wooden floorboards. He tried to turn his head but couldn’t, he soon found out what it was however when Michael grabbed his mummified feet and pulled them off the bed and then moved up and grabbed his shoulders and lifted him down. Danny saw he was in a crate, it seemed to be lined with thick rubber padding, and his treacherous mind noted that it was fairly comfy. Michael smiled down at him, well this is your mode of transport to the lab. The movers are coming tomorrow, now I can’t have you making to much noise in there are bumping against the sides, he reached down beside Danny and Danny felt large straps being fastened over him, he could not move a fraction, he could nod his head up and down a half inch if he really tried but wide strap over his forehead put a end to that. Michael then produced a bottle and placed it at the end of the gag, ‘now Danny stay calm, I am going to give you something that will put you to sleep and also soften any shit that’s in your bowels and make it be passed as liquid waste, drink in gulps and don’t panic, your going to be fed this way a lot so you had better get used to it.” He also held up the remote for a slipt second and Danny understood the silent threat, trying to stay calm he gulped the fluid down, it tasted sweet, Michael only tilted the bottle gently pouring small mouthfuls down the tube and giving Danny plenty of time to breath between mouthfuls, by the end of the bottle Danny was already feeling drowsy. Michael stood up, “well Danny see you back at the lab.” Danny vaguely recalled the lid being lowered in place and then darkness for a long time.
The next day Michael watched the muscular movers lug his crates down to the waiting van, he was dressed normally in a expensive black suit, one of the movers grunted as he and another mover carried a long narrow crate by, ‘geeze mister what you got in here? A body?” Michael gave a laugh, ‘now why would I have a body in there?’ he strolled out as they carried the last box, the body was in the first one you moved, he thought to himself.
Michael looked down at the bucking shape, Danny had woken up a few hours ago, and Michael had fed him so more nutrient mix, a few more days and he would take him out of this mummy outfit and dress him in a dog suit, then maybe make him a houseboi if he was good, but for now. He pressed the button and watched the rubber shape squirm in a hypnotic gyration as the helpless victim under all the rubber came, and came and came. Soon he would have to get changed for the final stage for Nick, ah now that would be fun. Maybe he would tell the boi about it to put some fear into him, a little primal fear was a excellent method for training a stubborn lad. And what was going to happen to Nick was sure to make even the most demented rubber pig’s blood, turn to ice………………..
Not the end merely the beginning
hey guys it was originally gonna be a two parter only but i got such a great feedback that i decided to make it a bit longer, for those of you who like it please tell me as i can't just guess and when the comments stop, i end the series and if you really want it to stretch out that would sorta suck now wouldn't it? :) boi mike