Today is the day. Master has been talking about this next step since the beginning. But it kept thinking it would never progress this far. How naive it was!!
It finds itself kneeling in the middle of the playroom. The rubber gleaming from the two spotlights in the ceiling, making sure the camera has a clear shot of the kneeling gimp. It is sealed in a full-face entry suit, complete with gloves and feet, and a rubber hood with open eyes and mouth locked on. Its heart was pounding and racing since the Master unlocked the clear chastity device while the slave was unrestrained. This was the only clue it had received that this ordinary Thursday night would be a night it would always remember. For the first time in a year, it was unrestrained and unlocked. It looked down at its hard dick, twitching in rhythm with its pounding heartbeat.
Two feet ahead of it, a new custom metal chastity belt, bottle of lube, and a script written out by the Master lay in clear view. Gimp takes a quick glance over both, and then hears its Masters voice, “Gimp! Look up at Me!”
It raises it head and eyes and sees his leathered Master, kicking back in a chair behind the camera. Its heart sank a little when it realized the camera has started recording. It realized its sadistic Master will be replaying tonight’s event with His friend’s enjoyment, probably while it services Them while they watch.
Even without more direction, it understood what was expected from it. It took the bottle of lube, covered its rubbered hand, and started stroking. It then looks at the script and starts to read out loud:
“Today is not only the last day this gimp slave will touch its dick, but it will also be the last time it will see its dick.”
Its heart races even more, and it feels its dick give a little lurch.
“After this gimp achieves a self-stimulated orgasm, it will prove itself to Master by locking itself in the new device. As of March 30th, slave will never physically be able to touch itself, and will never be able to see its dick ever again. It will be encased in steel, hidden away, and if ever the device is removed, this gimp will be bound and robbed of sight. Thank you Master. This gimp is Yours!”
At the end of the script, gimp was close, understandably since its last release was Dec 31st.
“Master, may slave cum?”
“No gimp! Read it again!”
Gimp read the script out loud again:
“Today is not only the last day this gimp slave will touch its dick, but it will also be the last time it will see its dick. After this gimp achieves a self-stimulated orgasm, it will prove itself to Master by locking itself in the new device. As of March 30th, slave will never physically be able to touch itself, and will never be able to see its dick ever again. It will be encased in steel, hidden away, and if ever the device is removed, this gimp will be bound and robbed of sight. Thank you Master. This gimp is Yours!”
“Please Master! May it cum?”
With a loud groan, it shot all over its body and the floor. It immediately started scooping it up and feeding its own load to itself. Once it completed that task, it took up the device and started securing it to its rubber-coated body. “At least it knows the device will be removed at least once in the future to allow it out of the suit,” it thought to itself.
It now reached the final point, no turning it back. Gimp looked up to its Master with sad puppy eyes, hoping to sway Him.
And in the next second, the past two years of its descent into gimp-hood with its Master flashed in his mind, and then the final click of the padlock was heard, echoing through the playroom.
“Hope you enjoyed that gimp, I know I did!”
“Yes Master, thank you Master!”
“Welcome gimp! Just think two years ago you were walking free before I broke you, and now you’re my object from now on!”
And gimp was left to ponder how it all began…
Metal would like to thank the author, boyryan54, for this story! If you like it be sure to leave a message in the comments section directly below! Also look up boyryan54 on Recon!