By Rubrpig
As usual, the writer is locked in a chastity belt, plugged, wearing Wescos and a heavy locked posture collar.
The alarm went off and the slave rolled over and groaned as it slowly woke up. Its heavy leathers creaked, and it slowly swung its legs over the edge of the bed and the thud as its Wesco’s thudded on the floor. It was now used to sleeping in full leathers, a hood and boots as it was now fully used to its standing orders issued by Master Steven. It stood up and headed to the bathroom. It unbuckled its breeches, and shoved them down, the heavy leather piling up as it was stopped by the tops of its tall boots. It reached behind and worked the butt plug out of its hole and between the coated cables of its chastity belt. It put the butt plug in the sink and moved over and sat down on the toilet. After pissing and shitting, it stood up and cleaned itself up and went back into the bedroom and began stripping so it could shower and douche, so it was ready for the day.
After its shower and several douches. It dried itself off and then used a hair dryer to dry under the heavy steel belt that now formed part of its body. Once it was finished, it walked back into the bedroom and saw that there were several messages on its phone. It picked up the phone and read the texts. The texts were from Master Gregory, its new Master, with orders to report to the store at 9am and it was to wear its chaps, tactical boots, and its heavy Langlitz jacket. A second text ordered it to bring its head muzzle, and its heavy leather straitjacket. The slave replied to the texts that it would obey and be there as ordered.
The slave went to the closet and pulled out the tactical boots and after putting on a pair of socks, it pulled on the boots and did up the side zips. It then took its chaps and wrapped the chaps around its waist and did up the heavy belt and then leaned down and did up zippers on the inside of each leg. It stood up and adjusted the chaps. It took a black duffle bag and pulled the heavy head muzzle out of the drawer where it was kept and put it and the bag with the locks and keys for it in the duffle. It went back over to the closet and pulled the heavy padded straitjacket of of its hanger and folded it up and put it in the duffle along with another bad of padlocks and keys. It zipped up the duffle and put it by the door of the apartment.
It walked to the kitchen and made its usual breakfast and put it in a bowl which it set on the floor and then it got down on its knees and then lowered its face into the bowl and began to eat. After it finished it meal, it sat up and then stood up and picked up the bowl and rinsed it out and put it in the dishwasher. It then went to the bathroom and washed its face to remove the smears of food. It then washed and lubed its butt plug and bent over and reached behind and slowly worked it through the cable of its chastity belt and it slowly slide into its hole.
As usual, there was a flash of pain as its hole stretched to accept the plug. It had only been wearing this plug for 3 days as it was the next size up from the previous one. This plug was the largest it had ever used, and it had taken several attempts the first time to get it into its hole. Standing up, the plug moved around and settled into its hole. The slave looked at the time and went to the closet and pulled out its Langlitz jacket and put it on, zipping it up and buckling the waist belt and snapping closed the cross strap. It bent over, its butt plug forcing its tip hard against its prostrate and the slave groaned. It stood up and left the apartment.
It took about 30 minutes to reach the store of its new Master. It walked to the entrance of the store and waited. It sent a text to its Master to let him know that it had arrived. It stood and waited, several pedestrians walked by it and as they moved on the slave heard them snicker and laugh about the guy in the bare ass and chaps. It waited quietly watching the door with the logo of the store and the name of it, Dark Side Leather.
After about 10 minutes, it saw that Michael, its friend who worked there and had assisted Master Gregory the previous day coming to the door and opening it. He told the slave to get its ass in and after the slave had entered, the door was closed and locked. Michael told the slave to follow it and the two men walked to the back of the store. Michael told the slave that its Master had left orders for Michael that he was to oversee the slave and what the slave would be used for.
The slave stood quietly, its head bowed and its hands behind its back holding the heavy duffle. Michael told the slave to put the duffle on the table and get the gear out and put it on the table. The slave quickly obeyed and the muzzle, straitjacket and the two sets of locks were put on the table. Michael told the slave to take off its jacket and put it in the duffle. The slave obeyed and removed its jacket after unbuckling the Sam Browne on the jacket and unzipping the heavy jacket. It slid it off its body and put it in the duffle. It stood facing Michael, head bowed, hands behind its back, its upper torso bare.
Michael picked up the heavy muzzle and buckled the collar of it around the slave’s neck and then worked it over its head. After adjusting and tightening the straps, it took the smaller of the two sets of padlocks and locked the muzzle’s buckles. He put the keys to the padlocks on his key ring.
He then picked up the heavy straitjacket and opened it up and admired it as it was lined in smooth leather making it double thick. He held it out and the slave raised its arms, and the jacket was worked onto the slave’s torso. Michael began strapping the jacket staring with the collar strap. Soon all the back straps were done, and he ordered the slave to inhale and then exhale and hold it as he adjusted the buckles making the jacket even tighter. This made it difficult for the slave to breathe as it restricted the slave’s abdomen and chest.
Michael then ordered the slave to wrap its arms around and the sleeves of the jacket were then pulled tight and buckled. He then did up the pinion straps on the slave’s biceps and then the strap on the abdomen on the jacket which held the slave’s arms tight to its torso. He walked behind the slave and ordered the slave to spread its legs, and He reached through and grabbed the two crotch straps of the jacket and pulled and buckled them tight.
He grabbed the slave by the arm and they walked over to a mirror so the slave could see itself. The slave stood quietly looking at its reflection and saw that the jacket was buckled and pulled tight against its torso. it stood quietly as Michael picked up the set of padlocks for the jacket and quickly padlocked all the buckles sealing the slave into the heavy jacket.
Michael turned and walked over to a closet, opened it and took out a heavy set of leather ankle restraints connected to a heavy chain. He walked back over and knelt behind the slave and buckled on the shackles over the slave’s chaps and boots. The buckled of the leather shackles were padlocked as well.
Michael told the slave to follow him, and the two men walked over to the sales counter. The slave had shuffled along behind Michael and the shackles only allowed it to take small steps. Michael finished setting up the store and opening the cash register for the day. He then picked up a length of chain and a couple of heavy padlocks and told the slave to follow him. They walked to the front of the store, where Michael unlocked the door and turned on the OPEN sign. Opening the door, Michael walked outside telling the slave to follow
Once outside, Michael padlocked one end of the chain he had carried to the collar of the slave’s muzzle and then padlocked the other end to an eyebolt anchored into the brick work of the store front. The slave was chained into position facing the street, encased and locked, the straps of its straitjacket framing the heavy steel cage of its chastity belt. Telling the slave to behave, Michael walked back into the store.
The slave stood quietly, shifting its weight causing all the heavy leather it wore to creak and the padlocks jingle softly as they swung against the buckles. It grew more and more anxious as it stood there knowing it was on full display in heavy bondage for everyone passing by the store to see. It knew many would stop and check it out closely and take pictures of it and with it to post on social media. It knew the muzzle hid most of its features, but it was still anxious.
After a few minutes, the first passersby stopped, and took pictures of it laughing as they posted it to their accounts. As the image was seen and reposted, the foot traffic picked up as more and more people came just to see the slave. It had to stand there as the chain attached to its collar was short which prevented it from even turning around so it was forced to stand face forward.
Michael had moved to the sales counter where he could monitor social media and see how many images were being posted while keeping an eye out on the slave. He had to make sure that the slave was not being manhandled or abused while on display. Several of the people came into the store and began to look around. Michael helped some of them who were interested in the gear and clothing. Several bought items but most just looked around. About 2 hours after the store opened and the slave had been put on display; several police officers walked into the store.
Michael walked over to the officers and asked what he could do for them. The one officer introduced himself as Sgt. Wilton nodded and asked if he could answer some questions. Michael assured them he would cooperate. Sgt. Wilton asked what was going on with the man out-front of the shop locked up in heavy restraint gear and shackles. Michael told them that the man was a slave belonging to the owner of the store and they used the slave to advertise, model and display gear which the store sold. The Sgt looked puzzled and asked Michael if they knew that there was no such thing as slavery anymore. Michael nodded and said that the slave had voluntarily given up his rights and freedoms and that it had agreed to become a slave. He further told the Sgt. That he was free to ask the slave it had voluntarily agreed to become a slave. The three men went outside and stood by the slave as Michael told the slave to answer the questions by nodding or shaking its head.
The Sgt told Michael that they needed the muzzle removed so that the slave could answer the questions. Michael nodded and unlocked the padlock on the back of the collar releasing the slave. The four men then went back into the store where Michael unlocked the straps of the muzzle and let the muzzle drop down onto the upper chest of the slave. He told the slave to freely answer the questions he was going to be asked. The slave nodded and kept its head bowed submission. The Sgt looked at the slave and asked the slave nodded. The Sgt asked the slave what its name was, the slave responded that it did not have a name as it was a slave.
The Sgt asked what it was named prior to becoming a slave and the slave responded with its birth name and told the Sgt, that its drivers license was in the pocket of its jacket which was in a black duffle bag. Michael pointed to the back of the store and told the younger police officer where could find the bag. The officer headed back to find the bag as the Sgt looked at the man locked in the heavy leather gear and asked if he had voluntarily agreed to slavery and ownership. The man nodded and spoke softly telling the Sgt. That it had voluntarily agreed with no pressure or coercion to become a slave as that is what it was meant to be and was very happy to be slave and to obey orders.
The Sgt. stepped back and noticed the heavy steel cage which covered the man’s groin and asked the man what that was. The slave told the Sgt. That it was locked in a chastity belt and that it was permanent as it did not have the keys to remove it. The Sgt stepped back with a surprised look on his face.
Michael watched the conversation and noticed that the Sgt was now sporting a bulge in his uniform pants and that he was staring at the slave. The Sgt nodded and just then the other officer came up carrying a black wallet. The Sgt. Opened it and compared the photo on the ID to the slave. He then handed the wallet to Michael and told Michael that he was satisfied that the man was locked up voluntarily and had not been forced into the gear. Telling Michael to keep the man inside the store from now on the two police officers turned and left.
Michael then helped the slave to drink a bottle of Gatorade and the slave politely requested to be allowed to piss. Michael put the muzzle back on the slave and padlocked it then told the slave to use the toilet. He followed the slave back to the staff toilet knowing that he had to dry off the slave’s Chasitity belt.
After taking care of the slave’s needs, they walked back to the front of the store and this time, the slave was told to move into the display window and stand quietly with its legs spread as far as the chain allowed. The slave obeyed and remained in the window for rest of the day.
After the store closed, the slave was told to step out of the window, and it did. Michael unlocked the muzzle and the straitjacket, then removed the gear allowing the slave to stretch and work the stiffness out of its shoulders and arms. As that was happening, there was a knock on the door and Michael turned as saw a man standing there beckoning him over. Michael walked over and recognized the man as the Police Sgt. And he unlocked the door to allow the Sgt. Now wearing jeans and a t-shirt to enter.
To be continued …
