Date: Sun, 3 Oct 2010 09:56:30 +0200 From: Kinky DEV Subject: Becoming his property - Chapter 5: Fucked (Please mail your comments or suggestions to kinkydev@live.nl) Becoming his property Chapter 5: Fucked I awoke early and was incredibly horny. During the night I woke up several times trying to get hard while the plug stimulated my prostate relentlessly. Some precum was leaking out of the piss hole in the belt. Without thinking I scooped it up with my finger and licked it up. It tasted nice and it made me even hornier. I got out of bed and took a cold shower to cool me down so that I could focus on the work day ahead of me. I put on a suit and tie so that I could hide the slave collar still around my neck. The work day was uneventful except for me constantly being horny and getting hornier by the minute. That damn plug was really hitting my sweet spot! Around lunch time a plain cardboard box was delivered on my desk. The label just said my name so apparently it was delivered in person. The fact that my Master had been near me without me even knowing it made me hard instantly. The rest of the afternoon slowly went on and I raced home. When I got home I almost tore the box apart. It contained several locked and labeled keysafes, a webcam, a rubber catsuit and lots of small labeled padlocks. The included instructions told me to take a shower, remove all body hair from the neck down, install the webcam on my computer and wait naked in front of it for my Master while keeping the content of the box close by. I got hard reading the instructions, the rubber suit looked horny and I could not wait what my Master had planned for me. I showered and completely shaved myself from the neck down. My smooth and hairless body felt great! I installed and tested the webcam and then patiently waited for my Master. My cock tried to burst through the chastity belt but it was locked in place securely. I inspected the rubber suit, it was no ordinary suit for sure! It was a neck entry suit with a strengthened neck collar which could be locked by padlocks after putting the suit on. A two way zipper ran from the groin to the back of the ass and the wrist and ankle openings were fitted with thick rubber cuffs that could be locked, similar to the neck collar. After 30 minutes or so, my Master came online. He ordered me to turn on the webcam so he could check my progress as I followed his orders. He was dressed in a very hot looking leather outfit which made me hard instantly. I wanted to lick his leather covered crotch and feel his dick get hard through the leather. However, he had other plans. I was ordered to open one of the labeled keysafes using the code he provided. It contained a single key which belonged to the lock keeping the buttplug in place. I was ordered to remove the plug and give myself a thorough enema while my Master watched everything I did. Even though I did not eat much during the day, it took several cycles before I was completely clean. During the day I had wished for the plug to be removed but now I felt empty and my prostate was already missing the constant stimulation the plug provided. "slave, lock the plug back into place using lock number 2" my Master ordered after he was satisfied I was clean. I was scared where this might lead to but since I was still wearing the chastity belt I had no other choice but to comply if I ever wanted to see my dick again. After I locked the plug into place my Master informed me that from now on I was to be plugged permanently and using this system of numbered keysafes and locks he decided whenever I could relieve myself by giving myself enema's on his command. Slowly but surely my Master was taking control over my bodily functions. Next I was ordered to put on the rubber catsuit. It was a perfect fit and with the use of some lubricant I was able to get it on quickly. I really liked the tight feeling of the rubber on my skin. "slave, place locks 3 through 6 on the ankle and wrist cuffs and lock them" my Master ordered in his usual business like manner. After I had complied I was ordered to put a final lock on the neck-collar of the suit, sealing me completely in rubber without any means to take it off, except destroying the suit. My master explained to me his further plans for the future. From now on I was to wear the rubber suit for as long as he wanted. I would receive a code from a particular keysafe once a day so that I could remove the plug, give myself a few enema's to clean myself and then lock the plug again with a new numbered padlock. After locking the plug back in place I was to clean myself and the suit by running warm soapy water through the neck entry of the suit. Finally, I was to keep all weekends free from now on to serve my Master since my free time was now to be spent as my Master saw fit. I was to report to him at Friday night at 8 pm. With that he logged off immediately without waiting for my answer. The week progressed slowly and I started having difficulties concentrating at work. First from the constant horniness which got worse with every day the plug stimulated my prostate and secondly by the heat and perspiration the rubber suit caused. Although I was able to hide the catsuit under my businessmen attire easily I always worried about my colleagues spotting the wrist cuffs of the neck collar or that perspiration leaked somewhere. Fortunately, I did not have any important business meetings that week and I got through the week without being discovered. The daily enema's started to become routine and my body adjusted to being emptied on command by my Master. When Friday finally came, I was almost unable to think clearly and all I wanted was to see and serve my Master again. After work I rushed home, showered and gave myself several enema's until the water coming out was completely clear. I arrived at his house at exactly 8 pm so there would be no reason for him to punish me. I wanted to get out of the chastity belt and I wanted nothing to jeopardise the possibility of release. He opened the door, already dressed in shiny full leather. He looked at me and said just one word. "Strip." Although I was still outside I did not care if anybody saw me and removed all my clothes until only the rubber suit remained. He moved closer to me and started to kiss me deeply. "Are you ready for your next lesson towards complete submission, slave?" he asked me. Of course I was, I wanted nothing more! "Kneel, slave" was the next order and I did as I was told. My Master waisted no time and put an extremely tight rubber mask on my head. It had two small holes at the nose and was fitted with a penisgag already in place. The eye pads were already in place so I could not see a thing. Of course it was locked around my neck with a padlock since my Master seemed to appreciate the use of locks very much. I was not even in his house and I was already helpless. My dick started oozing precum but I could do nothing about it. I was taken inside his house and pushed into his living room. I heard several manly voices that slowly ceased as I entered. I was pushed onto what felt like a bench so that I was lying on my belly. My legs were lifted from the floor so that my knees rested on some kind of cushioned pads and were spread apart. The same was done with my arms so my elbows were resting on cushioned pads as well. I felt several straps being pulled all over my body so I was effectively bound to the bench. The zipper on my ass was opened and then the plug in my ass was slowly removed. After constantly being stretched open during the week, my ass stayed open by itself and felt empty. I felt the glove covered hands of my Master probing my ass and then I heard him say "slave, I'm going to fuck you long, hard and deep and there is nothing you can do about it." He spat on my ass and then I felt the head of his cock press against my hole. He slowly but relentlessly pushed until my muscles gave in and let the invading cockhead in my ass with a small plopping sound. He pulled out again and repeated the slow invasion of my ass. He kept doing this for quite some time and slowly I relaxed. Without warning he slammed the entire length of his dick in my ass until his balls hit my ass. I screamed into the penis gag for mercy be he did not seem to care as he pulled out completely and did it again. My ass felt like it would tear apart but there was nothing I could do as my Master fucked my ass hard and mercilessly. He kept fucking me and slowly my ass got used to his cock. Precum was oozing out of my dick and formed a small puddle in the rubber suit. I felt the balls that were slamming against my ass tighten and twitch, indicating that my Master was close to cumming. With one final push he entered me even deeper and I felt his hot seed spread inside of me. He lay on top of me for a short period and then slowly pulled his dick out. He walked in front of me and removed the penisgag and eye pads of the mask. I blinked a few times and then the cum covered but still rock hard dick of my Master came into view. "Clean it!" he commanded harshly. I did as I was told and I dutifully collected all the cum that my Master did not dump in my ass. Once he was satisfied that his dick was clean, he bent over and kissed me. My master then pushed the penis gag back in my mouth and fastened it. He stepped aside and I looked past my Master into the room. What I saw made my dick hard but scared me at the same time. Standing next to each other were 10 completely leather covered men. They were all dressed similarly. Polished police boots, tight black leather jeans with white stripes at the sides, black leather uniform shirts and lastly a black leather hood that only head eye holes. They all had their dicks already pushed through the zipper of the jeans and they were all rock hard. "slave, I have invited some friends for a fuck session tonight" my Master said. "Now that I have taken your ass myself they are going to have some fun with it." He sat down in a comfortable leather chair in front of me slowly played with his still hard dick. Ten completely anonymous leather guys lined up to fuck me for as long, as hard and as often as they wanted and my Master wanted to enjoy the show. And fuck me they did. Dick after dick plowed my ass and each time I had no other choice then to endure the fucking. It went on for the entire evening and all of them fucked me twice at least. I felt degraded beyond belief and tears started swelling in my eyes. Still my dick was rock hard in its steel prison. When the fucking stopped the leather guys left and my Master released me from the bench, removed the tight rubber hood and hugged me. "slave, you make me very proud" he spoke softly. "You withstood the fucking session very good and you are now one step closer to complete submission to me." He took me to the bedroom and ordered me onto his bed on my back. He lined up behind me and slowly pushed his hard cock inside me while kissing me deeply. He gently fucked me and I enjoyed it thoroughly. My Master made love to me to show me that even though he could use me as he saw fit, he also cared for me as one of his most valuable possessions. It felt good and his cock felt great against my prostate. I was almost going insane by the need to cum but my Master still decided about that. I felt him cum deep inside of me and almost felt sad when he pulled out of me. He locked a plug back into place and zipped up the suit. He laid down on bed, still dressed in leather and I cuddled up against him. I fell a sleep almost instantly.