saarloosnl: muffleduk: muffleduk: MuffledUKMuffledUKNow the conclusion……apologies for

saarloosnl: muffleduk: muffleduk: MuffledUKMuffledUKNow the conclusion……apologies for its length but I kind of just started writing and it grew! Hope you enjoy…..‘Good morning sleepy head!’, as the thick rubber hood is unzipped and roughly pulled off my head. Grateful that the slimy thick and long phallus gag is now out of my mouth. Her fingers gently pull at the nasal tubes, extracting them slowly and fully, freeing the hood. I blink my eyes and twist my head to the sweet happy sounding voice, as I’m unable to move my limbs and body due to being restrained, spread eagle and face down on the bed. The face smiling back at me is not my wife! But exceptionally pretty. ‘You must be a little confused….Peter!’ Gulp she knows my real name, but I know better than to speak. Her hand lightly touches my back and the sharp pain it elicits brings back the events of the previous day….I remember “Miss Dread” arriving late in the afternoon, that’s how it felt having no time or light reference other than the ache in my limbs from the caged stress position I’d been left in by my wife. I was released from the cage and then re-positioned lengthwise over the top of it, with my ankles and wrists tethered to the cage. It was nice to stretch out even with the restraints. She then took her time to expertly, caringly and sensuously warm up the fleshy areas of my body with her hands, paddles and soft whips. She seemed to enjoy this, almost like foreplay, and I could hear her breathing steadily get louder. But that was just a softening prelude, as her tender hands now went to real work, brutal work over the course of the next few hours with intermittent breaks for her. First, she started with varying rubber and leather whips, followed by varying sized canes increasing in both impact, speed and strike rate. The strikes were harder than my wifes, but I knew better than to flinch, holding my ground, biting down hard on the gag, for this Domme to do her work and give me the treat my wife had lovingly arranged. The tears she couldn’t see, but I heard her increasing satisfaction at my involuntary grunts as her ferocious attack on my body intensified. Just when I thought I’d had enough, she would ease off and either pause or move to a different body part with a lighter implement. I settled into the growing pain being inflicted, it went way past painful and became euphoric as I grunted out each stroke. Her breathing got louder with the exertion, at times I thought I heard shrieks of sexual ecstacy when I felt particulary clean hard strikes bite deep. It sounded like she was really ‘getting off’ on turning my body into her own private warzone. She built up to a crescendo with the final flourish of cane strikes coming quickly, with her gasping a shriek to each of my loud grunts, as each one found their painful bloody stripe mark.When she finally stopped, I was truly wasted but could only feel my skin burning from the deep red bloody stripes and bruises she’d carefully laid across my back, buttocks and thighs. I remember her leaning down and breathlessly saying, ‘Good boy, I really enjoyed that…you turn me on!’ as her tender hand grabbed my chastity ringed balls, pulled them and squeezed. Gently at first but then harder and harder until I grunted and then harder again. More tears as it felt like she was trying to pop them, then she released them and I heard a shriek of laughter. I heard her say, 'You’re such a well trained and adorable pain slut, pity I can’t have you all to myself!’. She undid my restraints, and helped me over to the bed and roughly pushed me face down onto it. She’d coaxed me into my current position, and then I felt the restraints around my ankles and wrists. Each pulled, tethered off and tensioned to ensure zero slack. I felt her warm hands on my back, massaging a soothing cream all over the hot areas. It felt really good and I felt her lay down beside me and start gently and tenderly stroking my rubber covered head. I must have dropped off until she woke me up from my deep sleep.Her voice snaps me back to the present…'Your marks are healing well even in this short time, I’ve got to get you prepared so I’ll slather some more of the magic cream on first’. After recoating with the cream she undoes the restraints from my numb limbs, and coaxes me up. I see her full beauty for the first time, and can’t believe she was the one who inflicted such brutality on my body, and gained sexual satisfaction from it. Matter of factly she says, 'You’ll need the bathroom and some nourishment after last night’, as she helps me up. I note she hasn’t mentioned my wife or why she is still here. IF she permits me to talk I’ll ask her, I bite my tongue for fear of the consequences.Relieved, rehydrated and a quick nourishing breakfast later, I see she has laid out a rubber suit and other items on the bed. One of which looks like a very large shiny steel butt plug, tapering at the end to enable the sphincter to close and grip it, and a curved base to allow for long term comfort wear. She pulls on two rubber gloves and picks it up along with the squeezy bottle of lube, 'Time to get ready!’ I instinctively bend over the bed and spread my legs. She squeezes the cold lube into my ass crack, and massages it into my anus, a pause while she covers the plug in lube. Then a slight pressure on my anal ring, 'Relax I hear her soothingly say, it’s large but it will go in’. She continues to press, easing the tapered end in and out, slowly enlarging the ring. Just when it feels far too uncomfortable and I’m going to rip, I feel it go and slide the rest of the way in with ease as my rectum hungrily swallows the large heavy intruder. She ensures it’s seated, I feel a gentle tug…but it doesn’t budge. 'Well done, perfect she says, it’s not going to pop out of your ass without help! This will ensure no mess later.’She pulls off the gloves and picks up the heavy rubber suit, 'Up you get Peter, time to seal you in rubber. I know you’re wondering why I’m still here, where your wife is, and what is happening. I am permitted to explain to you once you are back in the cage. Ok? You may nod as confirmation’…I mutely nod…'Good boy Peter, now let’s get all this delicious black shiny rubber on you’. The heavy rubber suit slides on easily, aided by being prelubed, over my feet, up my legs and thighs, over the chastity cage and onto my waist where she pauses, checking for fit and air pockets. Then my arms are slid in finding the fingers of the gloves, that’s when I realise the rubber is thicker than what I normally wear. She tugs the sleeves up my arms and finally onto my shoulders, covering my chest. She rests the suit at my neck, 'Wowee this heavy rubber is a workout to get on you!’. Then she inspects the hood folded at my chin and pulls out two long prelubed tubes. 'I think you know where these are going’, as she gently slides first one and then the other into my nostrils, pushing and teasing them past the resistance as my eyes well but don’t tear. 'Nearly there’, as I see the hood start to enclose on my face and the nasal tubes fully seat. 'Take a deep breath through your nostrils for me’, I feel a slight restriction and then it clears and I can breathe clearly. 'Good boy’, as she pulls the hood back over my head…'Oops I nearly forgot!’ I feel her push plugs deep into my ears, 'These are to enable you to hear us, when we want you to’ she shouts as she pulls the heavy zip down the back of my head. I feel her carefully pull the zip closed up my back but I don’t hear the click of the small padlock secure the two zips tightly together at the top of my back. I’ve entered the tight world of rubber and silence, but can just about see out through the hoods’ semi-opaque lenses and my mouth is uncovered but for a few more brief minutes. She quickly and efficiently buckles leather d-ring cuffs onto my wrists, ankles, thighs and biceps as well as a very wide belt with plenty of D-rings around my waist. She coaxes me backwards to sit on the bed, as she picks up the last rubber item. She holds it in front of me, examining its internals, then opens her mouth to me…getting the gist I do the same. This looks very special and custom made from the little I can see. She introduces the solid round hollow gag into my mouth, forcing my mouth to remain slightly open, my teeth finding hardened denture indents at the end. Happy with the fit she pushes the nose section up into my nostrils, the hoods’ very short nose tubes slip into and seat inside my already inserted tubes. I instinctively breath in and out testing the nasal tubes, finding air easily. She tugs the remaining hood rubber onto and over my head, it’s a tight fit and with no eye holes it plunges me into utter darkness. Something I’m very used to now. I feel her adjust the hood, pull the zip down and then a tug as a lock seals my head in.She stands back, gazing at her work, a solid half cup protrudes from the mouth area of the sightless and now anonymous black rubber gimp in front of her. She picks up the final item, a leather head harness and collar, with various D-rings. This quickly envelopes my head and neck, the straps are positioned to not get in the way of my mouth or nose. I can feel her tug the buckles closed and the tight embrace of the collar around my neck.She helps me up and leads me over to the cage, and manipulates me down onto all fours at its open entrance. A gentle tug on my hood and I crawl forward blindly into the cage. 'What am I doing’ flashes through my head but I don’t stop crawling. She guides my head to the end and into the open neck hole. I stop when I feel my shoulders touch the cage, she swiftly and carefully drops the top clamp down, slides the two retaining bolts closed, creating a round neck sized circle trapping my head outside the cage. She locks both bolts with small padlocks as I go to reverse out but find my head is jammed and I’m now stuck in the cage. She pats my head and I feel her tug my head up and back with one hand under my chin, bringing my head to a looking forward position. A few moments later and her hands disappear, I try to drop my head back down but it doesn’t move. It has been anchored and tensioned at that position by chain and padlocks applied. I next feel her pull at my wrists, coaxing them wider as she anchors, tensions and locks them into position. Uncomfortable but not excessively. My ankles follow at the rear of the cage, spread wide, anchored, tensioned and locked. I feel extra pulls and tugs as my thighs, biceps and waist belt are secured with various chains and straps to various points on the cage. Finally, I hear a CLICK in my ears, 'If you can hear me wriggle your fingers’…I do so…'Good boy, try to move’. I pull, kick and jostle my body but I’m stuck firmly, even if I relax I don’t slump or move. The web of chains keeping me in a semi-suspended doggy position.'Excellent, you are now totally restrained in the cage. The hood you are wearing has a half cup funnel at the mouth to allow fluids to be fed directly into your mouth tube. I’ll set up a drip feed bottle shortly to keep you hydrated.’'However, first I promised I would explain.’'My name is Sarah, but if you are permitted to talk you will only ever refer to me as MISS. I am owned and work for my owners to provide domination services to their property!’'Yes you are now their property!’She lets this sink in for a few moments.'Your wife naively thought it was coincidence and fate that she met a couple at the pool on your first day.’'I can tell you they, my owners, have been following your Tumblr feeds for months and are impressed with your journey to date.’'They befriended your wife and made suitable suggestions to meticulously engineer this holiday, her meeting them, having dinner and of course my presence.’Oh fuck runs through my brain, but unable to express it in any way, what have we got into.'Your wife is currently with them and her Domme skills and psyche are being rigorously tested. She believes they are just playing, understands there are consequences, and that there will be one of two outcomes for her.’'She does know you are being looked after but not what is going to happen to you!’'I’ll come back to that shortly but first I have been granted permission to allow you to cum. We understand from your wife that it has been several months since she last gave you a release!’'I’m expecting you’ll have a large load to release.’I hear the crotch zip being undone, and feel my chastity cage swing out and free. My heart skips a beat as I hope that she has the key…'I’m afraid you have to stay in chastity though, as your new owners now have all your keys!’She pulls a condom over the chastity cage.I hear a vibe start up.Then feel it touch my balls and press in, the vibration slow and constant.She rotates it round, 'Just teasing you to start…but I’ll bet it won’t take long before you want to cum for ME…’I start to enjoy this very personal stimulation she’s giving me.Finding the right spot, I feel her turn the vibe speed up. It ripples through and vibrates my whole cage.'Are you going to cum for ME, Peter?’….'I really think you want to CUM for this beautiful DOMINATRIX, don’t you Peter?’….'I think you’re nearly there…cum for ME Peter…CUM for SARAH…’….'I know you WANT so desperately to cum quickly for ME, Peter’I have been so desperate to cum, and now can’t help myself even in this position and with this gorgeous stranger.….'Don’t try to hold it back Peter, I WANT you to cum, and YOU CAN CUM NOW BITCH!’Those five magic words, YOU CAN CUM NOW BITCH, drilled into me by my wife over months of denial now being used by Sarah. How did she know them? We never blogged those!My body surrenders immediately to the trigger, and I feel the release I’ve been waiting for. The cum starts to flow into the condom as she keeps the vibrating pressure on, inducing the orgasm. 'Good boy Peter, let it all out for ME’….'Squeeze every last drop out for SARAH.’….'You are cumming just for ME, Peter. Just for MY pleasure!’….'Good boy Peter, you should be proud of that load you have produced for ME!’She removes the vibe as the last spurts dribble out.'I have good news and bad news for you Peter. The bad news is you just gave ME your very last real orgasm ever, and I do mean EVER, my owners graciously allowed this. Think of it as a Thankyou for your Tumblr blog activity. The good news is a treat…You are to consume all of this cum that I’m about to pour into your mouth piece. I WANT you to swallow all of it for ME’, as she tips and squeezes out the contents of the condom into the hoods’ mouth cup opening.I taste the cum as it slides ever so slowly into my mouth, I try to swallow but can’t and it hangs there on my tongue due to the mouth tube.A couple of minutes pass by as all the cum accumulates in my mouth and I get the full taste of it. Just before I start to gag, a slow dribble of water enters my mouth. It tastes strange too, but starts to carry the thick cum to the back of my throat for me to slowly swallow.'I wanted you to appreciate that special taste of your own thick gooey cum…before it washed down with MY golden nectar! Yes Peter, I personally filled your drip bottle earlier from a full bladder and you’ll enjoy ME for the rest of your journey. You’ll find swallowing difficult, and slow, even with water, but you’ll get used to it.’I hear a knock at the door and a muffled exchange of voices.'I’m sorry about that but it seems our time together is coming to an end.’, as she roughly tucks my caged cock and balls back into the suit and carefully closes the zip. Unknown to me she applies a small padlock to keep the zip firmly closed.'Now, because I found you an obedient, compliant and brave slave who endured my onslaught on your body longer than anyone else. I’m going to enlighten you as to what happens next, so that you have something to think about over the coming hours of your journey.’'Firstly your dear wife….’'If your wife succeeds, and it’s a pretty tough test, then she will be given a rare opportunity to join my owners’ organisation as a Dominatrix or alternatively walk away with her silence bought, but without you.’ 'Those who pass, mostly opt to stay rather than part from their loved one.’'If however she fails, then I’m afraid there is only one outcome. She will be offered a congratulatory drink which contains a sedative. Once she is asleep she will be stripped, cuffed, collared, gagged and blindfolded.’'Whilst asleep her nipples, septum and pussy lips will be pierced. When she wakes she will find her nipples covered by a steel cup, with criss-cross piercings holding each on, impaling and sealing her nipples from direct contact.’'Her septum will contain a nose ring, which will be enlarged over time so that it can be used.’'Finally, and probably the worst one for her, her labia will have multiple piercings along each length and a single one through her clitoris. This will obviously have a longer healing time, and be stretched with larger gauge rings. But eventually the rings, with steel bands and cover plate will be used to close, seal and permanently keep her chaste. The steel cover plate they use will stretch from her clitoris along the length of her pussy opening, and prevent any stimulation.’ 'I seriously judder just telling you!’'She will then become a bondage service maid for my owners, with very limited sexual stimulation.’'Any future sexual activity will be if she’s very lucky and excels in her service duties. OR if they allow a client, who has taken a liking to her, to use her as a bondage fuck whore. Then the chastity plate will be removed and the client is free to use her and any of her three holes!’'From what I heard first thing this morning, it is not looking good for her. When you next see her it will probably be in a very different light!’I gasp internally.'As for you Peter, I am permitted to tell you that you passed your final test last night.’'My owners were very impressed by your high pain threshold and recovery time.’'They have a large demand for slaves who are purely bound and punished to extreme lengths in extreme ways as entertainment for their clients and guests.’'But such treatment can only be endured for so long before they fully break, and then they are no longer of any use…..!’She pauses to allow that to sink in…'However, they are more impressed by your proven extended tolerance for wearing total enclosure rubber. Therefore you will be entering their service as a permanently chastised and rubberised gimp slave. Which will still include duties where you could be used by a client, or assisting a Mistress in using someone else. When not in service you will most likely be kept in the dark and in some form of bondage.’'Yes, you WILL be permanently chastised…the cum release I gave you WAS the last real one you’ll ever feel. Your current chastity cage will be replaced by a special custom steel cage, which requires implants and multiple piercings of your cock and scrotum. Once the implants and piercing surgery is complete your cock will be kept permanently flaccid, small and impaled via a titanium urethral tube. It can only be removed via surgery. Any attempt at stimulating it with vibration will elicit extreme and excruciating pain, right through to your balls. Trust me you will NOT cum like that anymore.’'They do however implant a special release stimulator, which when activated remotely will instantly induce a feelingless cum release. Yes you really will feel nothing and because your urethra is stretched and lined with that titanium tube, the cum will just drip and ooze out!’'I can’t explain how it will feel, but I have witnessed it and the gimp got no satisfaction, and of course had to consume it all.’I give a visible involuntary shudder, despite the rigid restraints.'Oh, don’t fret you KNOW deep down this is what you’ve always wanted. As for your testicles, they will be left intact and you’re NOT being chemically castrated…YET!’'So you’ll still get all that orgasm denial build up and horniness but without a real outlet for it. Gone are the days of your wifey letting you have a quick spurt in her pussy to relieve it. They want you that way, so that when they put the strap-on over the top of your titanium chastity cage, you’ll hump whoever is put in front of you in desperation for a release. But there will be no release, no pleasure, just an ever increasing libido. Trust me, even knowing that you WILL still go for it because you won’t be able to resist and you WILL obey them!’'If you fail to comply when they give you a command, they’ll activate a pain implant in your scrotum. This will send a severe shock through your testicles, enough to send you to the floor in excruciating pain! Consider that a friendly warning.’'As for rubber, given what you’re wearing I think you can imagine how you’ll be kept, and that WILL be virtually permanent and become more extreme.’'They will also pierce your nipples and steel cap them, and a ring through your septum. This marks you as theirs!’I struggle to process what she has told me, unable to respond even if I were allowed. I wasn’t sure what I would say, I just knew at this point that my fate had been sealed. Just like the stories I’d written and blogged on Tumblr, actually had I written something similar to that! It seems my Tumblr fantasy was becoming a hard reality. I feel her hand on the side of my face, like she’s perched right in front of me, soothing me as she stares into the rubbery blankness of my concealed face. I picture her, having seen her, it feels loving and reassuring. It’s only for moments but feels like forever, I want to bury my face deeper into her hand. She breaks the spell…'Time for you to go Peter, you have been checked out of the hotel and as far as anyone is concerned you’re heading to South America for an extended adventure!’The hand disappears, and I hear a short muffled conversation with two other voices.A black cover is placed over the cage, hiding its secret contents from prying eyes.As the cage starts to move on its wheels, I try the restraints again but I just cannot move. Having been readily compliant and complicit, escape now is literally impossible.'Goodbye Peter, you’ll have several hours to ponder and process what I’ve told you before we reach our destination. When you do, they will perform the piercing and implant surgeries first! Maybe in time our paths will cross again…..’ CLICK…deafening silence descends as I feel myself being rolled. No one pays any attention to the two smartly dressed porters, accompanied by a beautiful woman, pushing a small trolley-like box through the hotel to the waiting van. Outside on the bustling street, we pass holidaymakers and locals going about their day totally unaware of the hidden contents. We stop, people pass by, as I’m carefully lifted into the van. I feel them secure the cage into the van and slam the rear doors closed, unseeing but knowing that I’m now alone in that dark space. The van starts moving, jolting the drip feeder, and I get a mouthful of Sarah’s nectar in my mouth. As I absorb and savour the taste, only able to swallow slowly, it reminds me of her and my old life. My ultimate fantasy is just a long drive away to what will become my new reality……. One more reblog in case it zipped past in your feed. Great writing thanks for the sharing of it @saarloosnl Thankyou, my pleasure -- source link

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