Chapter 2: More frustrating encounters. The next month was very
frustrating for Chloe. Every minute of every day she could feel Master's
control over her life. She had to sit down when peeing. She was forced
to avoid places with security checks because of the fear of setting the
metal detectors off. Chloe didn't have too much of a social life as it
was, but what little she had now suffered as she preferred to stay at
home, too self-conscious about her chastised cock. Every day she became
more and more horny and the slightest touch, a colleague brushing
against her in the hall, now triggered a storm of sexual fantasies. At
night she dreamt of endless brutal fuckings and of delightfully
humiliating golden showers. When the month was over and she checked into
the hotel, her heart was racing and her underwear was soiled, almost
dripping with pre-cum.
As soon as the door shut behind her, she dared wait no longer. Much
quicker than she would have thought possible just one month ago, she was
covered from head to toe in the same rubber costume as before. Almost
bursting with anticipation she sat just inside the door and waited for
Master to knock. She didn't have to wait for very long before she heard
someone knocking on the door with heavy blows. Chloe quickly got up and
opened the door and looked out. Right outside the door Master stood with
a wicked smile on his face: "Stupid slut," he said in the most pleasant
of tones as he walked in, "it's about time I fucked that tight ass of
yours, don't you think?" It wasn't so much a question as an order and
Chloe acted accordingly. She quickly climbed onto the bed and positioned
herself on all fours. Wasting no time Master entered her from behind and
to Chloe's delight he fucked her long and hard. When he had come Chloe
relished in cleaning his cock, herself very surprised that she was so
pleased to see Master. Master seemed not to notice Chloe's somewhat
surprising devotion. Instead he busied himself with first checking that
her chastity device had not been tampered with. Once he had established
that it was untouched, he proceeded to put Chloe's hands in mittens and
to tie these off to her collar. Then he had her grovel at his feet,
declaring her devotion to him, before he punished her a bit on general
principles.
Then he released Chloe's member. Chloe sighed with anticipation and
relief, as her cock instantly became rock hard. Using his trademark
touch he began manipulating her member until she was once again reduced
to a pleading and begging wreck. And again there was no sexual release
to be had. Her cock was slick with pre-cum when he finally removed his
hand, but Chloe was still desperately pleading for release, crying as
she realized than none would be granted.
As Chloe sat sobbing on the floor someone knocked on the door. Chloe
stopped sobbing and began thinking about where best to hide, but Master
clearly had other plans. He ordered to sit still and went to open the
door. Chloe had her back to the door, but she heard how Master greeted
whoever was at the door as an old friend as he let him in. Chloe was
very surprised and humiliated at this, but she was smart enough not to
complain. Not that it would have done her any good because as soon as
her head turned up, she was forced to swallow a steady stream of piss
from first one man, then the other. When they had relieved themselves,
Chloe was once again placed on all fours and thoroughly fucked in both
ends. Whoever the other man was, he was almost as good as Master and his
frustrating manipulation of Chloe's member was masterful. By the time
she had been fucked at both ends by both men, Chloe was not only feeling
extremely frustrated, but also very well-fucked.
Having no idea what came next, Chloe waited docilely on all fours on the
floor, her mind completely occupied by her overwhelming need to cum. But
again there would be no release. Instead she was once again mummified,
cocooned underneath many, many layers of thick, black rubber held in
place by a layer of duct tape. Once again her only connections to the
outside world were her breathing tube (also used for swallowing great
amounts of piss) and her throbbing and needy cock. As had been the case
one month ago, she was again held down by sturdy cargo straps and had
trouble even wriggling. It was just as it had been one month ago. The
two men played with her cock until she was almost out of her mind with
need, just like one month ago. In fact there was only on difference and
that was the presence of a huge vibrating dildo lodged in her ass. It
didn't make matters any better, but rather increased her already
desperate need.
Again Chloe remained mummified from Friday night until Sunday morning,
her only contact with the outside world being the urine she was
regularly required to swallow and the constant and frustrating
manipulation of her poor cock. On Sunday morning her cock was again
locked inside it's steel prison causing Chloe to break down crying. She
was still sobbing when Master instructed her as she knelt on the floor
in front of him, her rubber bindings gone and her muscles once again
sore and stiff from their long confinement. Chloe had hoped that he
would set her free or at least grant her an orgasm, but she was sorely
disappointed. Instead her slavery deepened. Not only did she now have to
wear the chastity device, but also Master now demanded that she wear
very small rubber panties and very tight rubber stockings underneath her
regular clothes. And that wasn't the end of it. He also gave her a
large, vibrating butt-plug and demanded that she have it inserted at all
times, except when using the toilet. Finally Master gave her a list of
pornographic websites and demanded that she visit them every day. He
also instructed her to surf for porn for a minimum of three hours a day.
Again he made it clear that he had ways of checking her every move and
that he would punish any transgressions. Then he left her, instructing
her to be at the hotel in a month from now, dressed and ready to be
punished.
After another round of despair Chloe realized that she had no other
options than to obey. She got up, undressed and took a shower before
pushing the vibrating butt-plug in place and putting on her rubber
panties and rubber stockings.
Her life now became decidedly anti-social as she struggled to keep up
with Master's demands. Not only was three hours of porn surfing
time-consuming, but also the butt-plug embarrassed her to the extent
that she now shunned company. Firmly lodged in her ass and driving her
mad from lack of release, it's very faint humming sound meant that she
spent as little time as possible with other people unless the room was
noisy. Even in noisy rooms she now tended to shun others, as she felt
constantly embarrassed and exposed. The reason for this was her chastity
device. Entering the second month of enforced abstinence, while being
forced to watch intensely arousing images every day, Chloe now
experienced even the slightest touch from another human being as a
sexual thing. Even the touch of animals, the warm feeling of a dog
pressing against her leg, filled her with sexual fantasies. To combat
these feelings Chloe now stayed more and more at home. But at home she
was required to surf for porn for at least three hours every day. Since
she was now home without anything to do, the periods she spent in front
of the computer looking at porn increased dramatically, exceeding even
the three hours Master had ordered her to spend. This only fuelled her
unfulfilled desire, driving her further into intense sexual starvation.
Chloe now had to wear a sanitary napkin inside her rubber panties as
they filled up with pre-cum.
At first Chloe had wanted to escape from Master's grip and had spent
hours thinking about how to do it, while still retaining her old life.
She had come up with no plan and now it didn't look like she would ever
come up with one. Now all she could think about was sex and how to
please Master so that he would allow her to cum. Thought of escape
evaporated along with many other daily thoughts. Her work suffered and
her colleagues looked strangely at her as she floated around on a cloud
of sexual frustration.
After a month of this she again sat waiting docilely inside the door of
her hotel room, dressed from head to toe in tight rubber, some red but
most black. When Master knocked on the door Chloe's heart again leapt
with anticipation and she quickly let him in and dropped to the floor to
worship him. She could hear Master's derisive laughter and wondered what
he had in store for her this time. Chloe had expected the usual fucking
and here she wasn't disappointed, just as she had expected to have her
hands sealed inside mittens and tied to her collar. No surprises here.
But what Master did next was surprising. First he inserted a ring-gag
into her mouth and filled the hole in this with a rather long penis
shaped dildo, thus making sure she couldn't speak. Then he put a leash
on her chastity tube and led her out the door. Chloe whined behind her
gag and tried resisting, but a forceful tug on her cock-leash convinced
her that resistance was futile. So she followed Master into an empty
hallway and over to the elevators. There were no one in the elevator,
but Chloe somehow doubted that Master would have cared if it had been
full. He didn't seem the least bit embarrassed to be dragging a
rubber-bound TV-slut around by her chastised cock.
The elevator came to a halt in the parking basement and Master led Chloe
to his car and dumped her into the trunk without another word. They
drove for a long time before the car finally came to halt and the trunk
was opened. Master pulled Chloe out of the trunk and again led her by
the leash. He led her right up to the front door of a gay S&M club Chloe
didn't even know existed. It was Friday night and there was a line of
rowdy and expectant people waiting to be let in. Master led Chloe right
past this line, passing so close that they could touch her. And touch
her they did. As Chloe walked past the line hands touched every inch of
her body and catcalls followed from those who couldn't reach her. When
he came to the front of the line Master turned to face it and said:
"This rubber TV will be available for use, free of charge, inside. She
will be available for use until Sunday morning." With that Master turned
around and led Chloe, who was too shocked to even resist, into the club.
The doorman greeted Master like an old acquaintance.
As Master led Chloe through the club she attracted plenty of attention
and everywhere Master told people that she would be available for use
free of charge. Finally they came to a darkened room. Inside the room
there was nothing except a dim light bulb in the ceiling, a ring firmly
embedded in the floor and a chain secured to the ring. The walls and
floor were covered with cold, hard tile. At the end of the chain was a
steel cuff and Master now used it to chain Chloe to the floor, securing
the cuff around her right ankle. He forced her to stand on knees and
elbows since her hands were still attached to her collar and then he
removed the dildo from her mouth and addressed her: "If I hear any
complaints, any at all, about your lack of willingness, I swear that you
will be punished more severely than you can even imagine." This shut
Chloe up before she could even object and she meekly answered: "Master,
yes Master." It came out quite garbled because of the ring-gag, but
Master seemed satisfied that she had indeed understood.
Then Master left her, not even saying goodbye. Chloe now waited on all
fours, her hands useless and her mouth and ass readily accessible,
completely defenseless. She didn't have to wait for long before her
first "customers" arrived and began abusing her.
For the next almost two days Chloe was gang-banged almost constantly.
The constant fuckings were interrupted from time to time when some
imaginative master tortured her. It was relatively light for the most
part (Chloe thought Master might have told the customers not to damage
her permanently), but one of the masters did manage to make her scream
until she passed out as he fisted her very hard while brutally squeezing
her balls.
There was a lull in the amount of attention she received on Saturday
morning, but word had apparently gotten around and she was never
completely alone in that whole period of time. There was always someone
present to fuck her or piss in her or on her. After a few hours Chloe
was covered in piss and cum and soon it stung her eyes, making her cry.
She was constantly swallowing either piss or semen and pretty soon she
had to relieve herself. Since no one would let her take a break she was
in the end forced to pee on the floor. No one seemed to mind, but a few
laughed at her lack of self-control.
The whole period inside the darkened, tile covered room was one long
nightmare of unending and merciless fuckings. It had long been one of
Chloe's darkest sexual fantasies and she cried that her cock should be
locked away now the she was almost bursting with arousal.
By the end of the first night Chloe was very sore and tender in her
mouth and in her ass. By Saturday night every touch in those places made
her scream and by Sunday morning she doubted that she would ever be able
to walk or talk again. It was so painful that moving or even screaming
caused her more pain. When Master came for her on Sunday morning Chloe
cried with relief.
Master on the other hand seemed completely indifferent to her and simply
ordered her up so that she could follow him out to the car. Just walking
made her scream in pain and she was completely spent when he closed the
trunk, sealing her in silent darkness. Chloe managed to sleep in the
trunk, but she felt far from rested as he pulled her out and led her to
her hotel room.
Once inside Master gave her new orders before again leaving her. If it
hadn't been for her by now paralyzing fear of what Master would do if
she disobeyed, Chloe would simply have collapsed on the floor. Now she
was able to shower and check out of the hotel dressed according to
Master's new orders. Her butt-plug had been increased in size, to the
point where every step was a struggle not to waddle helplessly and her
rubber panties and rubber stockings had been replaced by a full-body
rubber suit leaving only her head and hands free. The suit was to be
worn at all times. Furthermore the amount of time she now had to spend
watching porn had been increased to at least five hours a day. Whatever
little social-life she had left she could now wave goodbye to.
