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Becoming his property
Chapter 3: Suited
My Master gave me a short hug and then ordered me to kneel in the corner of his living room with my hands in my neck. He returned to his chair and watched some TV. After about half an hour, my knees started to hurt and I started to shift my weight from one knee to the other to relieve some of the pain. He noticed this and ordered me to sit still while he deliberately fooled around with his riding whip. I didn't want to feel that whip again so I tried to sit still. I fantasised about what else he might do to me and tried not to think of my knees.
I returned to reality when my Master ordered me to get him another beer and a glass of water for myself. I jumped up and got to the kitchen as fast as I could. I returned with his beer, which I handed to him. He got a black full body rubber suit out of his toy-bag and handed it to me. The suit had built-in gloves, socks and hood with eye, nose and mouth openings. It also had a three-way zipper that started in the back of the neck and ended near my belly button. The suit was already lubricated but it still took a lot of work to get it on and remove the wrinkles from the rubber. The suit was very tight fitting and I already started to sweat a lot. As soon as I had the suit on, he placed a very tight rubber hood on me that only had a mouth hole so I was now sealed in rubber with only one connection to the outside world. To finish it off, he placed a thick and wide rubber collar around my neck that he locked with a padlock. Finally he attached a small padlock on the end of the zipper and locked it to the collar. I was now completely sealed in rubber and the only way to get out of it would mean I had to destroy the suit.
He finished his beer and guided me towards his bedroom. He opened the zipper to reveal my ass. I felt him put some lube on it en then felt him push a quite large butt plug into my hole. I tried to relax and managed to accept the invading piece of rubber. He zipped up the suit and then pushed a penis-shaped gag into my mouth. I panicked until I discovered that the gag was hollow and I could breathe normally. He fastened the gag in my mouth with a belt around my head. He opened up the suit again but this time at the front. He took my dick and balls out of the suit and, judged by the feeling of it, he placed a condom on my dick. This was no ordinary condom however because it also covered my balls and appeared to have a built in cock ring. He closed up the suit but left my dick and balls exposed. I sweated heavily but he did not seem to care.
He guided me towards the bed and told me to lie down. As I lied down he guided me into what felt like a rubber bondage bag. My arms were put into internal sleeves and then the suit was zipped up but again, my cock was left exposed. He proceeded to fasten the belts on the outside of the bondage bag and I felt it tighten around me. He attached a few chains to the bedposts so I could not move at all.
I felt a few tugs at the mouth gag and then heard him say "Slave, I drank a lot of beer today so I need to piss. I have attached a funnel to the mouth gag and you are going to drink my piss till the last drop." I panicked when I heard him say that. Drinking piss seemed disgusting to me and I did not want to do that. I started to wriggle as much as I could but this only resulted in me getting heated up even more and I just started to sweat harder. I did not have much time to think about it because soon he released his piss in the funnel. I had no other choice that to drink piss because it blocked my air opening. It tasted awful. It was strong, warm and bitter. After a few seconds the piss stopped and I could breathe again. "Slave, prepare for the rest" was all I heard before he let his piss flow freely. It seemed to go on for an eternity but I continued to swallow. I did not have a choice since I started to run out of air. Finally he stopped pissing and I could breathe again. The taste of his piss remained in my mouth. I never felt so humiliated in my entire life but my cock was rock hard.
I felt him remove the funnel from the mouth gag but something else was put on in its place. "Slave, I have attached a hose to your mouth gag. The other end is connected to the condom that is on your dick. There is a valve in the hose so you can breathe but when you need to piss it will be directed into your mouth. Try it." I did not need to piss at that moment so I did not comply with his order. Suddenly, I felt my ass explode and I lost control of my bladder. I let a stream of piss flow and drank it quickly so I would be able to breathe again. The plug in my ass was electrified! "Slave, you must learn to obey or you will suffer" I heard him say. "You will stay like this all night and recycle your own piss. The plug is connected to an electrical unit and is set to random so you will have an interesting time. Goodnight, slave." I heard him flick of the lights and leave.
I did have an interesting time indeed but did not sleep much. Sometimes I dozed off and was awaken by a painful jolt from the plug, which caused me to loose control of my bladder. Other times, a pleasant buzz caused me to get rock hard without being able to touch myself. During the night he visited me twice to feed me more of his piss. I was so full with his piss that I needed to piss almost continuously. I tried to hold it as much as possible but the shocks from the plug were relentless and finally I gave in and let it flow whenever I needed to relieve myself. The taste and smell of rank piss were with me constantly.
When he returned in the morning, I was already awake. He disconnected the hose and condom, removed that mouth gag and released me from the bondage bag. He unlocked the collar and removed the second hood. With the hood removed, the first thing I saw were his beautiful eyes. He asked "Slept well, slave?" Of course I did not but I answered "Sir, it was interesting". He smiled again and said "You make me proud, slave."
I expected to be released from the suit but he placed the collar around my neck again and locked it. He put my dick back into the suit and also reattached the zipper to the collar with a padlock and then ordered me into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for him. After I served him his breakfast, I waited on my knees besides the table. I needed to piss badly but managed to hold it. He ordered me under the table and shoved his dick in my mouth. It was hard in a few seconds and I gave him the best blowjob I could. I felt his dick pulsate and prepared myself to swallow his cum. His cock twitched but instead of cum he released a strong jet of piss. It was strong, bitter and salty. Like a greedy pig, I swallowed it all and did not spill a single drop. Here I was, kneeling on the floor and drinking my Masters piss while he was having breakfast. He was still hard and I continued sucking him while he finished his breakfast. He looked down at me and said "Slave, today you will be my toilet. You will not be allowed to drink anything other than my piss." The thought alone would have turned me off only a few days ago but now I loved it and even looked forward to drinking his piss for an entire day.
Now that I had another load of his piss in me, the pressure in my bladder became almost unbearable. I asked my Master for permission to speak which he allowed. I asked for permission to relieve myself in the bathroom. He looked down at me and simply said "No."
Puzzled I looked at him but then I got the message. If I needed to piss, I could do it in the suit. He ordered me to clean up the breakfast table and to do the dishes while he took a long shower and did his morning routine. He went to the bathroom and left me to do my work. I got up and went into the kitchen and while I was doing the dishes I could not hold it any longer and let the piss go. I felt the piss drain down into the rubber suit and settle in the socks. It was very humiliating to wet myself but I had no choice since I was not allowed to use the toilet.
When he returned he was dressed in the magnificent leather outfit that I liked so much and cuffed my hands behind my back. He ordered me to clean the bathroom. He said I had to pay special attention to the toilet and that I had to clean it with my tongue. I went to the bathroom looked at the toilet. When I raised the toilet seat I could see some skid-marks. I was repulsed by the idea of having to clean his shit with my tongue. Piss I could handle, but this was too much. I felt tears come to my eyes and started crying. Why the hell was I letting this guy do all these things to me?
I had not noticed him but when I looked up I saw him standing in the doorframe. He did not appear to be impressed by the fact that I was crying. He looked me straight into my eyes and pointed to the toilet. He said nothing. I knew he was in control and that my needs were not relevant. I looked at the toilet bowl again and began licking it clean. My Master left and I continued to lick until the toilet was spotless. Somehow I was happy to be serving my Master by licking his toilet even though the act itself was gross.
The rest of the day was uneventful. I did a lot of cleaning and other household jobs. During my work, he fed me several more loads of his piss that I swallowed quickly since it was the only thing I got to drink all day. I also pissed a few more times into the suit and I felt the cold piss slosh around. Being completely encased in rubber, the only thing I could smell was piss. My piss, made of my Masters recycled piss. The smell of piss was mixed with the smell of my own sweat. I was fully enclosed in rubber with no escape for any liquid or smell and I still had an electrified butt plug in my ass. The longer I stayed in the suit, the more miserable I felt.
When I was finished with the household tasks, he ordered me into a small dog cage that was sitting in the corner of his home office. The cage was too small for me to lie down in comfortably or stand up in, so I was forced to stay down like a dog. He locked the cage and returned to work at his computer. Around dinnertime, I wanted out of this suit and out of the cage. The smell was terrible and I needed to take a shit. He did not seem to care since he completely ignored me while he worked.
I did not get anything to eat all day so I was hungry and my stomach started to make some noises. He got up and went into the kitchen and returned with a dog bowl filled with dog biscuits. He unlocked the dog cage and placed the bowl inside. Puzzled I looked up at him. Did he expect me to eat dog food? He opened his fly and took his dick out. He pissed all over the dog biscuits and said "Enjoy your dinner, slave" as he locked the cage again.
I looked down at the dog bowl and smelled its contents. As I expected, it was gross. I was not going to eat this. I looked up at him defiantly. He was not impressed and took the remote control for the butt plug and pressed the button. I yelped in pain. He used a very high setting and it felt as if my ass was on fire. He pressed the button for nearly 20 seconds and I trashed around in the cage. He released the button and pointed to the dog bowl. I was still catching my breath again so I did not react immediately. He pressed the button again but this time he hold it down for much longer. I was in serious pain now and when he finally released the button I quickly went down on the dog bowl to avoid being zapped again. I ate as fast as I could even though it was disgusting. This pleased my Master and he padded me on the head through the bars of the cage. He returned to work at his computer and ignored me.
Now that I had eaten, the need to shit was even greater and I started to feel cramps. The butt plug was firmly in my ass and I could not push it out so I had no other choice then to endure. I started the move in the limited space of the cage to relieve the cramps a bit. I don't know how much longer I stayed in this cage but it seemed like an eternity.
When my Master finally released me from the cage I was relieved that he ordered me into the bathroom. I wanted out of this suit! He ordered me into the shower and opened the padlocks on the collar and zipper that prevented me from taking the suit off. Then, he ordered me to take the suit off and clean it thoroughly. The feeling of fresh air against my skin was great after being locked up in the warm and humid suit. I rinsed the suit with water and a mild detergent, dried and powdered it before handing it to my Master.
I was now completely naked but very filthy, I smelled like a urinal and I still had a large plug in my ass. My Master guided me towards the toilet and told me to squat down over it. The pressure in my guts increased due to the squatting and my Master slowly pulled the plug out. It hurt like hell and I immediately felt the need to relieve myself. Fortunately, my Master allowed me to do so and I never knew that taking a shit could feel this good. I was ordered to shower and clean myself, then report to the bedroom. I thanked my Master and did as I was told.
After showering, I rushed to the bedroom to find my Master lying on the bed naked while slowly jerking his dick. He looked at me and then pointed at his dick. I didn't need any more directions and crawled onto the bed. I started pleasuring him with my tongue and it was not long before he grabbed my head and pushed me down on his dick. With his other hand, he grabbed my dick and slowly started to jerk me off. I felt his cock pulsate and a hot load of his seed entered my throat and I swallowed greedily. At the same time my cock exploded and I emptied my balls in one shot. I kept his cock in my mouth continued to slowly and softly suck his dick. After a few minutes, he fell a sleep and started snoring softly. With his dick still in my mouth I dazed off as well...