rolling the dices - 2

Author: catdude
Title: rolling the dices - 2
Date: 21 April 2006

We sat poised, I held up the cup with the dice in it and sloooooly tilted it till they tumbled across the table, we had already rolled for the number of days (3) and for the permeant piece of equipment (the full rubber suit) this was to decide who was going to be on the receiving end of all of this, the dice bounced once…… twice…. Three times. I am sure we where both holding our breath, well at least I knew I was, the number that ended up facing up was a 2, even, he was mine! Sir sat back and let out a sigh, I sat back and crossed my arms, I clicked my fingers and saw a flash in his eyes, I knew I was going to enjoy this, “well, how the mighty do fall, better go fetch that suit and get in it. Of you go, boy!” I sat waiting at the table, this was going to be good, I had had a VERY long night standing upright in layers of hot and sweaty gear to plan my revenge, it would take a little time to set up however the end result would be well worth it, my new plaything arrived, and knelt down beside my chair, looks like I wasn’t the only one who new my place. I need a bit of time to set up the scene I had in mind so I told him to go to the boy box, this is a heavy wooden box next to the couch, when sir decides he doesn’t want to share the couch I have to sit in that when we watch telly, he also uses it as a side table putting his drink on it and such. I placed him in it and locked it closed and gave him a pat on his rubber head. letting him stress and wonder what was comming, and also to build up a bit of sweat under the rubbers.

A hour or two later I had him downstairs in the playroom and I was prepping him for our play session, after a quick bowel cleansing and a few litres of liquids in the other end as preparation for the scene ahead. I left him to the centre of the room between two tables, the first item I handed him was a black leather bike suit, it was very tight and he eagerly pulled it on over his rubber one piece. I smiled and wondered if he would be as happy about it being on when he found out what I had in mind. When it was all on I took a number of small padlocks and locked the zips in place, then I handed him an East German olive gas protection suit, it had rubber seals at the neck and wrists, and also rubber boots attached. This was not as tight so he managed to slip into it reasonably easy. I handed him large bike boots and thick heavy industrial rubber safety gloves to pull on while I grabbed a large pile of chains and other gear. By the time I had finished he was fully dressed, I grabbed a roll of duct tape and used a large amount wrapped around the ends of the gloves to secure them to seal them to the suit sleeves. I then had him hold his hands out and I used duct tape to tape his thumb to the palm of the glove then taped his pointer finger to his middle finger and his pinkie to his last remaining free finger. I repeated this on the other hand, this meant he had two thick fingers and no thumb. I then grabbed a gag and gave him a last long kiss before I strapped it in place. I then grabbed a gasmask with a clear face visor and strapped that on. And then buckled a locking collar on over the top of that. I didn’t lock the collar but instead locked chains to each of the three d rings on the collar, two on the sides and one on the front, I took the two chains and passed them through the back of his legs and wrapped one each loosely around the tops of his thighs, and locked them like that, the chains where loose, if he had enough slack he could have stepped out of the loops, but there was not enough slack in the chains to reach to the bottom of his legs. I then grabbed a spreader bar and secured this to his ankles, locking it on with more padlocks, it wasn’t a very long one but if he wanted to walk he would have to lift one foot at a time and swing it as far as the short bar would allow and then do the same with the other. Next I strapped wrist restraints on and secured them to the ends of the chains that ran around his thighs, I used duct tape to tape the ends of the restraints straps down, and fianlly I locked the chains to the restraints using combination locks. he had enough slack on the chains to lift his arms to waist height but no further, the chains around his thighs wouldn't alow him to go any higher. I then took the chain that ran from the middle loop of the collar, it was very long about 7 meters in total, I walked over to a hook in the floor. It was below one in the roof and we had used it for suspension play in the past or to tether me to the centre of the room. I locked one end of a spreader bar to the hook and then the end of the long chain to the other end of the bar, again using a combination lock. I then placed the keys to the locks around his ankles on the steps, well out of reach of the chain. I then explained how he had to free himself. He would need the combination to the locks holding the chains to the wrist restraints. Once those where off he would be able to lift his hands high enough to take off the gasmask and gag. He would then be able to free his fingers from the duct table with his mouth, once he had all fingers working again he would be able to undo the collar. However he would not be able to get the chians off his thighs without the keys on the steps, so he would need to get the combination to the lock holding the chain to the spreader bar in the middle of the room, since he could not bend easily he would have to lift the bar up to waist level. Once free he could then walk over to the steps and unlock the bar from around his ankles, he would then be able to step out of the chains and then remove the boots and the gas protection suit. He would still however be locked in the biker suit over the rubber. i let him soak all this in and finally revealed the next problem.

I had written 16 groups of three possible combinations (the two locks around his wrists and the lock in the middle of the room tethering him in place) and then split them into two groups of 8 I had written these onto a document and save them to two laptop computers I pointed to the two computers one on each table at either end of the room, near the end of the limit to his tether about 10 meters apart. Each computer had been taped to the table using duct tape, it would be easy to pull off, unless of course one didn’t have a thumb, and his other fingers where taped together, then there would be no way he could pull the tape off and even if he did, he would have trouble picking the computer up. I explained that the documents had been encrypted using a program called time lock which was an encryption program written specifically for kink purposes, it aloud a document to be encrypted for a set amount of time, from a few minutes to months. It could also be set to randomly add more time, or to hide the amount of time left or to even display the wrong amount of time left. However I was not making use of these features today. I explained that it was set for 4 hours on each computer, however the screensaver was set for 2minues on each computer, and since the laptops where not connected to the internet the program needed to run continually. This would mean that someone would have to hit a key on the computer once every 2 minutes. An easy task, unless someone has to walk hobbled and in layers of rubber and leather, 10 meters between the two computers. Once the time was up the documents would decrypt. And then it was a simple matter of trial and error to figure out the combinations, of course to test the combination to the lock in the middle of the room the person would have to hobble 5 meters to the lock and then 5 meters back again. I started the programs running gave him a smile and walked to the stairs, I watched as he started to move slowly, towards one computer, swinging one leg at a time, he would need to move pretty much continually in his hot sweaty prison, he could rest of course, but each time he rested and the computers went to screen saver the program would stop counting down and he would be trapped for longer. And then even when free he had 16 possible combinations for the three locks, I knew that the correct set of combinations was second from the bottom on the list of the computer closest to the door, so if he chose that computer and worked from the bottom up he would only need to try 2 combination sets, if he went from top down then he would need to try 6 sets, however if he tried the full list on the other computer first and then the list on this one he would go through 14 possible combinations, all done with two sets of tapped together fingers and no thumbs with thick rubber gloves on, not a easy task, maybe I should have oiled his gloves as well so he would not be able to easy turn the tumblers on the locks, oh well. I would need the time to set up the next part.

5 hours and 20 mins later I was sitting at the top of the steps, I was reading a book I had not been able to spend much time reading, mainly cause every night that week I had been placed in rubber, and used as a computer desk, and sir had had some LATE nights that week. I heard footsteps coming up and sighed and shut my book, I waited, and the door opened and my sir collapsed on the floor, exhausted and red in the face and his leathers soaked through with sweat, and from the smell some urine as well. I gave him a pat on his still rubber covered head and he groaned. I then grabbed his legs and quickly tied each ankle to each thigh, he was to tied to resist and anyway had no choice in the matter. I told him when he was ready to crawl upstairs and I would have his doggy bed ready. He nodded to hot and tired to speak. I was sitting on the bottom of the steps waiting when I heard him swear badly, what was a simple task, crawl from the basement through the lounge to the hallway and there up the stairs was suddenly looking a lot more difficult, this was because I had dragged the couches and tables and chairs all into the lounge room and made a small maze, my little doggy would have to navigate his way along dead ends and paths that led no where for a while before he found his way to me. It took him about 30 mins of crawling around to find the right path, I heard him try and push couches and chairs out of the way a few times, but I had packed everything together so tightly that all he did was possibly block a path out. I was thinking this may have been the case when he appeared before me at the base of the step. The look he gave me told me that when he was finally free I would pay very dearly for this, but seeing him trapped in his leather smelling of sweat and piss, and literally panting, was worth it. I smiled and told him to get upstairs and his doggy bed was at the foot of our bed. I walked upstairs and was sitting on the end of the bed waiting when he eventually crawled in, one look at the end of the bed and he groaned, there on the floor was a mail sack, I smiled and stood up and held one end open, he gave me a pleading look but I gave him a frown and pointed to it, ‘get in there pup, there are far worse places to spend the night, trust me” he quickly crawled across the room, I helped him back into the sack until just his head was poking out. I then tightened the top of the sack and tied it off to the end off the bed, it was sitting on plastic sheeting encase any piss soaked through. I climbed into bed and sighed as I stretched out naked between the soft cool sheet, I was really going to enjoy this next few days, for starters my pup could put the lounge room back in order. Plugged, hobbled and with about 5 layers on of course.


The end? hey guys, eckie asked me to write this next part, bit of a joint story to see what the other could come up with, if you would like to contribute a scene PLEASE ASK HIM NOT ME, since i wrote this on his invitation. the program i descirbed does exsit and is a lot of fun go to timelock.rules.it using all the w's at the fornt of course. i also mentioned the link in the forums. hope you like.