MaineRBRboy

Sir led me to his living room which was located on the first floor of his house. The living room was small and cluttered with books, DVDs, and other personal items. There was a huge easy chair in the corner and a futon style couch next to it. The blinds were at an angle so no one could see into Sir’s house. I was standing there still hooded, gagged, plugged and cathed. My new piercings glittered in the daylight. Sir had placed a towel on the futon and stated, “Sit, boy.” But before I was to sit down Sir came behind me and removed my gag that had been in place for several hours. I could now stretch my jaw and speak for the first time. I said, “Thank you Sir.”

Sir went into the kitchen and got me some water to drink along with a small snack. I was extremely thirsty and hungry from the training I had received earlier. Sir sat next to me in the easy chair, and we talked for what seemed like a few minuets but was actually a few hours. It was nice to talk with Sir freely. It was about time for dinner, and we were both hungry.

Sir stood up and stated, “Come with me, boy.” Sir took me to a room in his house that he called the “gear room.” It was filled with all types of gear. One wall had restraints, rope, gags and some other stuff hanging on pegs and there was a huge closet that had rubber and leather gear hanging in it. On another wall there were sleepsacks and straightjackets hanging. They looked amazing. The smell of the room was overpowering. Sir came up to me and unlocked the wrist and ankle cuffs and then took the hood off my head. I could feel the fresh air hit my head and face. This was the first time the hood was removed since early that morning. My hair must have been a crazy mess from the sweat. The air felt good on my head. I was standing next to Sir still with a catheter in my cock and a plug in my ass.

Sir went to the closet and withdrew a rubber neck entry suit that had no sleeves. There was a cod piece to the suit. Sir took some silicone lube off a shelf and started to lube up the inside of the suit. Sir then stated “come here boy and stand on this towel.” I moved over to where Sir was standing and stood on a white towel that was on the floor. Sir reached down to the catheter and removed the tube that was collecting all my urine and placed a plug on the end. Sir gave me the bag of urine and instructed me to go to the bathroom and empty it, remove the plug from my ass and wash my face. Without hesitation I did as instructed.

I saw again the reflection in the mirror of my newly pierced septum, nipples, and the catheter sticking out of my pierced cock. I emptied the urine bag into the toilet and flushed. I reached behind me and removed the plug. It was in me for so long I forgot I was still wearing it. It popped out and I used the toilet. Flushed again and then went and washed my hands and face. There was a brush on the vanity, and I combed my hair. I also washed the plug.

I picked up the plug and walked back into the gear room where Sir was waiting for me. Sir stated, “Give me the plug, boy, you will not need it right now.” I handed over the plug to Sir, and he placed it on a shelf on the wall next to many other larger plugs. Sir stated, “Stand on the towel, boy.” I was not sure if Sir was going to remove my catheter or not, but I moved and stood on the towel as instructed. Sir stood in front of me and stated, “Stick your arms out, boy.” I did as instructed, and Sir picked up the bottle of silicone lube and started to apply it to my arms and chest. Sir had the best hands and the feeling of him rubbing my body made my cock rock hard dick. Sir stated, “I see you like this, boy, that is good.” The only part of the catheter sticking out of my body was the end where the V is to the valve. I was so hard.

Sir handed me the rubber suit and stated, “put this on, boy.” I stepped into the neck of the suit and initially it was really cold. I got both my feet in and then pulled the suit up my legs. Just before I pulled the suit up over my hips, Sir stated, “There is a hole in the front for your cock and balls, boy, make sure you are careful with the catheter.” I reached into the suit as I pulled it up to make sure my cock went into the hole. This was the first time I had touched my cock since entering Sir’s house early that morning. I pulled the suit up and Sir came to help me and put my arms in. Sir made sure the back of the suit was nice and flush with my body. I was now rubbered and the only thing that was skin were my feet, arms and head. Sir stood in front of me again and removed the plug from the catheter and hooked it up to another drainage bag. This bag was smaller and had a few straps on it. The urine started to flow again into the bag. Sir took the straps on the bag and attached them to my left rubbery leg. Sir then handed me the rubber cod piece and stated, “snap this into place, boy.” I did as instructed. Sir then stated, “Stay right there, boy, I will be right back.” Sir left the gear room.

After five or ten minutes Sir returned with some clothing and a pair of black boots. Sir stated, “Here is some clothing for your to put on over your rubber, boy.” I asked Sir if I could sit on the chair that was in the center of the room and Sir stated, “yes, boy, that is fine.” First was a pair of skinny 501 jeans. I put them on, and they were the perfect size for me. I guess Sir and I wore the same size in clothing. Next was a white t-shirt with writing on it: “boot boy.” I put this on and tucked it into the jeans. There was a leather belt in with the clothing and I put this on as well. Next was a pair of long socks. I put them on and went to reach for the boots and Sir stated, “Boy, I will help you with those, you will soon learn how to put them on and lace yourself.” I stated, “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir.”

Sir moved in front of me and helped me put the boots on. They were black 14-eye boots with white stitching. I had never worn anything like this before and this was the first time I had ever seen something like that in real life. Sir went to work showing me how to do a straight lace pattern on the boots. He did the right boot first then the left. They felt amazing on. When Sir was done he stated, “Stand up so I can admire my boy.” I stood up from the chair. My first layer was the rubber suit followed by skinny jeans the hugged my body followed by the t shirt and boots. Sir stated, “You look great, boy, you will get used to wearing this.” I stated, “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir.”

I asked Sir if I could look at myself in the mirror, and Sir stated, “Yes, boy, go back into the bathroom and close the door and there is a full length mirror on the back of the door.” As I walked to the bathroom my boots felt weird on my feet as I had never worn anything like them before. When I went from the rubber floor of the gear room to the tile floor I could hear the boots making noise on the floor. I looked in the mirror and was in total amazement. You could not see the rubber suit at all under my clothing, and only myself and Sir would know I was in rubber. Also you could not see the catheter bag on my leg.

I went back into the gear room where Sir was. Sir stated, “How do you like your new look, boy?” I stated, “I love it, Sir, thank you so much, Sir.” Sir stated, “OK, boy, we are going to go out for diner now, here is jacket for you to wear.” It was a black flight jacket. Sir and I were wearing the same outfit except he did not have rubber on under his clothing. We left the house together and went to Sir’s car.

We drove a short distance to a local restaurant that Sir liked and went in. We sat at a booth across from each other, and all I could smell was the rubber suit I was wearing. It was making my cock hard. It felt a bit uncomfortable due to the catheter but nevertheless it was making me so horny. The waiter came and took both of our orders and when he left I asked Sir if he could see the rubber I was wearing or smell it and he stated, “I do not think so, boy, but what does it matter? You look amazing to me, and you should be proud to out in public wearing gear.” I told Sir that this was the first time I had ever been to a restaurant in rubber before, it felt amazing to me to be able to do this. I also told Sir that my cock was hard and the catheter was making it a bit uncomfortable. Sir stated, “I guess you should start to think about other things then, boy, so your cock calms down.” I stated, “Yes, Sir, you know best, Sir.” The food came, and both Sir and I ate while talking about the day’s activities.

At the end of the meal the check came, and I went to reach for my wallet and it was not there. I wanted to pay for dinner. I told Sir that I could not find my wallet and asked if he knew if I had it when I left the house. Sir stated, “You did not have it with you, boy, as I did not give it to you when I gave you all the clothing to wear. I did this on purpose. I will pay for dinner. Yhis is another perk to being my boy.” I thanked Sir over and over again for the wonderful meal and day. We got back into Sir’s car and drove back home. It was getting late, and I had not realized how tired I was getting.

We got back to Sir’s house, and when we walked in Sir stated, “Come over here, boy, we have to remove those boots of yours, let’s go to the gear room.” We both took our jackets off, placed them on a chair and walked to the gear room. Sir stated, “Sit on the chair, boy.” I did as told, and Sir went to work unlacing my boots and removing them. He placed them beside the chair and stated, “Stand up, boy, and take the jeans, socks, and t shirt off, fold them and place them on the chair.” Again I did as told. The clothing slipped right off because of my rubber first layer. The clothing smelled so good of rubber. I was wearing just rubber with the catheter tube hanging out of the cod piece.

Sir came to me and stated, “That bag is getting full, boy, we better drain it.” Sir then proceeded to tell me how to use the valve on the bottom of the bag so it would drain. Sir told me to put my foot on the toilet seat letting the bag overhang the toilet so it would drain. Sir asked me if I understood what he wanted me to do, and I stated yes. Sir stated, “Go do that now, boy.” I walked toward the bathroom and did as Sir had instructed. I could hear Sir in the gear room fiddling with stuff. I returned back to the gear room.

Sir was there holding my ankle cuffs in his hands. Sir instructed me to put them back on. Once they were on Sir placed a small lock on each ankle cuff. They were not coming off unless Sir wanted them to. Sir reached behind him and grabbed a white jacket with tons of straps on it. Sir stated, “Stick your hands out, boy, in front of you.” I did as told, and with that Sir put a straightjacket on me. I had never been in one before. First Sir buckled the back nice and tight. Then he took the crotch straps and ran them to the back of the jacket and fastened them. Sir did one strap at a time being careful of the catheter tube. My cock was rock hard in the rubber codpiece. Sir actually stated, “I can see you like this, boy, I guess the catheter isn’t bothering you as much now, boy.” I stated, “yes Sir.” Next Sir stated, “Cross your arms like you normally would, boy.” I did and I could feel Sir behind me fastening the straps. My arms were now locked and there was no way I could get out of the straightjacket even if I knew how to. Sir stated, “How does that feel, boy, is there anything too tight?” I stated, “This feels amazing, Sir, thank you. There is nothing bothering me, Sir.” Sir stated, “Good boy.” As Sir was behind me I could hear him pick something else up and then I felt Sir placing something over my head. It was the rubber hood I had on earlier that day. It was still a bit wet with sweat from earlier. As the hood was being pulled over my head Sir took the nose tubes and inserted them again into my nostrils. As they found their home in the back of my throat I coughed a bit as I had already forgotten what they felt like. Sir stated, “Does that feel OK, boy?” I stated, “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir.” Sir stated, “This is your training hood, boy, and you will be wearing it most of the time we are together.” I stated, “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir. I am honored, Sir.” Sir walked behind me again and zipped the back of the hood up and buckled the collar of the hood followed by another small lock as I heard the “click.”

Sir then walked to the front of me and unsnapped the rubber codpiece to my suit. My cock was standing at attention with a catheter sticking out of it. Sir stated, “I can see you like that, boy, from how hard your cock is. This will feel better with the codpiece off, boy. I can also see your precum on the rubber, boy, another sign your like this.” I stated, “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir, and yes, you are correct, Sir, I do like this a bunch, Sir, thank you again for the amazing day, Sir.” Sir took the rubber codpiece and put it to my mouth and stated, “Lick it clean, boy.” I did as told, cleaning the precum off the rubber codpiece as Sir was holding it and stated, “Thank you, Sir.”

Sir stated, “Ok, boy, let’s go and relax and watch a movie together.” We walked back into the living room, and Sir eased me back down on the towel that was on the couch from before. I stated, “Thank you, Sir.” Sir sat in his easy chair next to me, and we started to watch the movie Sir had cued up. I was wearing a rubber suit with a catheter, ankle cuffs, a canvas white straightjacket, and a rubber hood with nose tubes. I was in total heaven. It was an amazing day.

If only I could find a Sir to do this with me

Metal would like to thank MaineRBRboy for sharing this story, which he originally posted at FetLife.