Timed Bondage Suit

By Collector2

I can hardly wait for the courier to leave so I can open the package that he has just handed me.  The formalities of  receiving the parcel seem to go on forever but, finally I am alone.  With trembling hands I tear the wrapping paper off the box and struggle to break the tape sealing it.  It resists my efforts till I grab a knife from the kitchen and carefully cut it.  As the box opens a strong smell of rubber assails my senses.  I plunge my hands into the cool rubber’s soft caress and slowly lift it out of the box.

A little over a week ago I answered an ad I came across on the internet claiming to have the most incredible rubber suit for sale that I had ever heard of.  The brief description promised total rubber enclosure verging on sensory overload.  Best of all it promised a timed locking mechanism so self bondage was possible.  I felt the price was reasonable and, actually very cheap, if it lived up to its claims.  Now I was about to see for myself.

As I unpack the heavy rubber a most incredible suit comes into view.  Made of rubber as thick as a tire tube it is one piece from head to toe.  The only non rubber part is a solid metal cod piece / belt (maybe shorts would be a better description?).  On top of it all is an instruction manual.  Opening it to the first page I see the huge word CAUTION emblazoned across the page. It goes on to describe that the timer controls are inside the suit and must be set BEFORE donning the suit as it is impossible to do so once the suit is closed.  Following the instructions to the letter I fold the suit down so that I can see both the small screen on the top of the belt (which will be viewable by merely tilting your head down) and the covered key pad on the inside of the belt.  Powering up the display the first thing to come up is Bondage Duration?  I enter 30 min (that should be enough of a test to begin with).  Next it asks for Cycle Time?  I’m not quite certain what it means by that but all the instructions say is pleasure cycle and that it can be set to start at intervals from 15 min to 2 hours.  I choose 30 min as that should allow for one cycle during the time that I have set.  Next it asks for Duration?  I choose 15 min.  Finally the screen starts scrolling the information – Bondage Duration – 30 min, Cycle time 30 min, Duration 15 min.  Program accepted?  I press yes and it flashes Program locked please don suit.

Now I stop to examine the suit closer.  Beginning at the feet boots are attached to the suit, however they are also attached to each other with a built in heavy rubber cord that limits their movement to being no more than a foot apart.  Working my way up the suit the cod piece is next.  Totally metal but lined with rubber it appears to have a pouch and receptacle for my gentiles built in as well as a short butt plug.  At the same time two hoses run from the front of the timer box to the attached gas mask.  An air tight zipper runs from the top of the hood down to the locking mechanism at the back of the belt.

I can wait no longer and slip my feet into the legs. The cool, smooth latex caresses my legs as they slip effortlessly into the boots.  I pull the suit up to my waist then, with some difficulty, manage to get my rapidly stiffening member into its receptacle as well as my balls into their individual receptacles.  As I do rubber bands seem to tighten holding them in place.  With some struggle I manage to also get the short but thick butt plug into place.  Next I slide my hands down the sleeves into the attached gloves.  The fingers are joined together with a sort of webbing which makes manipulating things difficult but not impossible.  At the same time rubber straps go around the wrists which are joined together over post on the inner wrist, holding them tightly in place.

Next I pull the hood over my head and, much to my surprise, I am greeted by a large rubber gag which tries to force its way into my mouth.  With some difficulty I manage to seat it properly then tighten the mask straps locking it in place.  The gag pushes almost to the back of my throat as rubber scented air assails my senses.  I stop to enjoy it for a moment then continue my work.  Grasping the top of the hood with one hand I fumble for the lanyard which dangles down my back from the zipper.  Tugging hard on it I slowly close the zipper. As it hits bottom I hear its locking mechanism click into place.  No going back now.  Only one more thing remains to be done to activate the timer.  Carefully looking down I place the posts on the wrist bands into holes on the sides of the timer box.  With a click my hands are locked into place.  I look at the box in horror as the display flickers then changes from 00:30:00 to 29:59:59  NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!  30 hours locked in.  This cant be happening

With another click the other features whirrr into action.  Suction grasps my already engorged member and begins to massage it.  Just as I begin to relax the plug starts to force its way into me.  Further and further it goes.  I struggle to relax as this monster invades me.  Just as abruptly it slowly begins to withdraw.  Over the next 15 min it gradually increases in speed till it is mercilessly pounding my ass.

At the same time the suction is becoming unbearable.  To top it off small shocks are being sent through my balls.  Just when I think I can take no more my air is cut off.  Frantically I struggle but to no avail.  I cant get my hands anywhere near the mask, or anything else for that matter.  Just as my vision is going grey I let loose with a monstrous orgasm that wracks my entire body.  Just as suddenly as it began everything stops and I can breath again.  I lay there heaving great gasps.  Slowly my senses recover.  Finally I look down.  With horror I realize that the timer reads 29:34:26.  This cycle will start again in another 5 1/2 min and continue to do so every half hour for the next 29 hours and I have no hope of getting out.  What am I to do???????

I’m going to leave this fantasy open at this point.  Does anyone want to write a chapter 2 for it????

 

Metal would like to thank Collector2 for the story above!

 

5 thoughts on “Timed Bondage Suit”

  1. I lie on the floor drained of all energy as the suit continues it’s cycles over and over, throughout the 29 hours I came only once more. suddenly i here a knock at my door followed by a mans voice telling me it was the mailman who had dropped off the package. In fear realizing i had not locked the dooor i heard the doorknob turn as the door opened. SO i see the suit fits you the mailman said. lets take this to a new level. Not being gay this scared the hell out of me. with a slide of his hands the mailmans hands ran all over my rubber confined body as i felt cuffs beig buckled around my wrist and ankles. A mask was then placed over my face as horrendous fumes went up my nose i was thrown into a deep sleep. When i awoke i had been moved into a truck and chained to the walls in back. a large body harness had been strapped on my body securing every limb to the wall of the truck. while listening through the rubber suit the only words i could make out was the men saying they were going back to the police station and bringing the new pup to the cellar,

  2. Timed Bondage Suit Chapter 2 (Fan Made)

    I kept struggling in hope that something come lose. I kept wriggling and wriggling. The butt plug within my rectum only adds to the enjoyment, but I just wanted it to stop. It was sore, but still enjoyable. My private rubbed against the suit, it slowly hardens back up. My heart pounds to the point I thought I may have a heart attack. As I continued, I used every bit of strength to wriggle, and just as I feel my arms were freeing up from the posts, it tightens a bit harder. I was at this point panicking, and when I peeked at the timer it reads 29:30:16 and well, I pulled harder, but it felt great as well. The suction is still on my junk, and I gave an orgasm by accident. This, however, made my body relax, I’ve struggled in vain. I peeked again at the timer, and now it reads 29:30:04 and I can only think, “NOT AGAIN!” I slowly counted down… 2… 1…

    The suction grasped my already limp penis and massages it, all I could do is watch the timer and count when will the butt plug start pushing back into my rectum. Soon, it goes in, slowly, but soon starts pounding my ass once again. I didn’t think I can take it anymore, and my junk is all hard again. I can feel it, sucking me harder and harder. It is even more unbearable. At this point, I gave up completely. I counted when will my air cut off again, and I kept breathing heavily, until it does. I had held my breath, but it only made me want to thrash around more. My vision didn’t go grey this time, but I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, and let go. This orgasm was big, not as good though. All my muscles relaxed and I slept, I was tired.

    Before I know it, I felt the massage once again. I was too tired and I let it happen. Soon the rest followed suit. I took a big gasp of air and sighed all of my air out, a big mistake. I miscounted the time and it cuts my air just as I was about to breathe in the latex enriched oxygen. I tried pulling my arms but it resulted in my muscles feeling resistance. I tried pulling apart my legs, the muscles grew tense. Everything grows grey, more than before. I just relaxed, allowing everything to go limp. The moment I go limp, another orgasm struck, much more intense than the first orgasm, which was already monstrous. Air flow returned to normal, but I, my body is completely destroyed, I kept gasping for air and I passed out.

    I slept soundly, it keeps cycling the same process, but I kept sleeping. I soon awoke, everything was numb. I peeked at the clock once again. It now reads 19:30:42 and I sighed in complete relief. “Good…only…only 19 hours and 30 minutes to go.” I gased away. The air, it’s so familiar to me now, I was in my own sweating. It’s warm, I closed my eyes and thought what would it feels to be as a baby, comfortable within their mother, waiting to be born. I was at the point that I’m so sore, it feels great. It begins once again, massaging my member. I couldn’t move a finger, it is so comfortable. The butt plug goes in and out again, until it goes mad at both ends once again. it no longer bothered me, it only pleasured me even more. The shocks going through my balls only teases me. Air cuts off once again, I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. My heart pounds harder, and I feel my suit grasping my skin harder. At the climax, I let it all out once again. I wondered why I am not dry yet. I didn’t bothered with peeking at the timer, I just went limp.

    Eventually, everything stopped. It was so long it gave my body to go truly limp, I just slept. Without realizing, I slept for another 10 hours. I eventually opened my eyes. I peeked at the timer. The display was dark, but my arms were freed and when I moved it, all I wanted was to lay there. I eventually unzipped my suit. The fresh air hit my skin, it was cold. I slowly pulled the hood off. Fresh air cane to my nostrils. I felt nauseous, and I quickly pulled the hood over my head again. I took deep breaths. Soon I pulled the hood off again and I was now refreshing. The suit peeled off my skin, along with the rush of coldness. I pulled my balls and my member out first. It was numb. I noticed it traveled to a tank. It is completely filled, almost backing up to my suit. The butt plug pulled out, it felt liberating. Soon I am freed and I looked at the settings. It reads “Low battery, 1%” and I wondered if it was completely out, will it automatically release me or keep me trapped. I tried walking but I fell and crawled. My intestines were growling, and I crawled to the toilet. As soon as I sat down, my crap fell out, I know my rectum is tired. I crawled and got the instructions. I flipped through the pages and it said what happens if it ran out of power. The suit will shut down and will trap me in until power is restored. Any glitches is to be contacted to the manufacturers. I soon contacted them. They replied, “This is our gift” and gave me instructions on setting a safe word.

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