By ty dehner

Even with the metal cage on my cock and the small spikes digging into the skin I was able shooting my load into the suit. I was just so fucking horny after all that I had been through that I just couldn’t get to sleep until I evacuated my balls. After coming down from a monster orgasm I fell asleep with my muzzle still on. I was exhausted from the long weekend and just ready to catch up on my sleep. As I woke it took me a moment to catch up on the events and remember how I was still locked in the suit and cage. As I got out of bed, the liquids that have mixed in the suit ran down to my feet. Since I couldn’t use the toilet I just pissed in the suit and then went to my computer. I left the muzzle on as it continued to make me feel submissive.

Sitting down at the computer I power it up and find a message from Jonas. Opening it he told me how much he enjoyed the weekend and that I really impressed him with all that I did. At the end of the message he provided the combination to the lock on the suit and instructed me to get out of it. I was to close it back up so that none of the liquids would escape and keep it in a safe place. On Friday he would contact me and tell me how to prepare for the coming weekend.

I wrote down the combination and went into the shower and was able to work myself out of the slimy suit. The fresh air struck my wet skin and there was a smell developing in the suit. I carefully stepped out of it and I truly felt naked. I had been in that suit for most of 3 days. I zipped it up and carefully hung it in my closet. I went to the shower turned on the hot water realizing that I was still locked in the steel cage and Jonas had not provide a key to remove it. Guess I wasn’t going to be totally free this week. I stepped into the shower and washed away the weekend to become the normal guy I am during the week.

The week went by as normal, well as normal as a guy can be locked in a metal spiked chastity cage. I didn’t hear from Jonas as he works during the week, as I do. While the suit was closed it was creating a smell or rubber with elements of piss in my closet to remind me of what I had been through and served to men well.

Friday came and I received a communication from Jonas. He asked if I was ready to pick up where we left off and I told him I was. He told me to go to my front door. I did and there was a box sitting on the front poarch. He must have dropped it off earlier, but I never heard him. It was large and heavy. I returned to my office and I texted him that I had the box.

Great, now here are your instructions. After we are done talking you are to go empty the dry suit you wore last weekend and put it on. Be naked when you do. Then you are to open the box where you will find instructions what to do next. I will be at your place at 7p. You will be fully geared and waiting.

With that I didn’t hear from him again. I went to my room, took the dry suit from the closet and dumped all the smelly liquid down the shower drain. Taking off all my clothes and slide into the damp and sticky suit, zipping it back up as it had been before. He didn’t say anything about a lock, so I didn’t include it. I was getting hard as I put the suit back on and feeling those spikes again. Next I opened the box and found a note with a rubber hood. It instructed me to put the hood on, which I did. It has all face openings, for eyes, nose and mouth. Next was a rubber collar about 3” tall that the note said to put on with the lock that was provided. I did.

Now I was locked in the suit with gloves and boots attached, my head hooded, and a collar locked on that prevents me from removing the hood. There was a layer of paper over other gear but a note on top of it that told me to go do my job and not return to the box until I am done with work. So, I proceed with my job and the next 8 hours I was working in the dry suit and rubber. I ate my lunch and pissed a couple of times during the day. Thankfully there was no phone meeting where someone would hear the noise of the suit. A couple of time I caught my reflection and was turned on seeing me covered in rubber. I was encased and just living my life. A very different feeling. Look what Jonas had done to me. Fuck if I didn’t get hard and moaned as those spikes pushed into my skin. I can’t image what he will do next.

Eventually it was time to log off and start my weekend! I returned to the box, lifting the paper to find another note and heavy black rubber.

Time to start your weekend of being an object. This box contains a heavier dry suit that comes complete with a ring for a diving helmet. You are to put on this suit, over the suit you have on. You will also find a nice heavy Studio Gumm hood that you are to put on. There is a set of steel wrist restraints that you are put on after you kneel here in your room and await my arrival.

I put the note down and pulled out this heavy all black rubber dry suit that was newer than one the one I had on. There was attached hands and feet with a heavy ring where a helmet would attach. It took some effort to get it on and zipped. I started to put the Studio Gumm hood and realized I should’ve put it on first, but I wasn’t going to change now. The hood was heavy rubber and covered my entire head leaving only a short tube into my mouth. There were laces on the back and it set inside the ring sitting on my shoulders. Since I could no longer see, I felt around for the restraints, kneeled and put my arms behind my back and locked them. I was once again in darkness and alone, breathing through a tube, waiting for Jonas to arrive.

As I waited, I began to sweat as I was now trapped in two layers of heavy rubber. It was dripping around my shaved head and once got into my eyes. Not sure I kept them open as it wasn’t like I could see anything. But I thought it helped me hear things between my breathing.

It was a long while as I was alone, in darkness, and my shoulders were starting to hurt from them being behind me. Then I felt someone grab my shoulder and yell, scaring me! It was Jonas and he laughed heartily as I jumped. He felt my body for a moment and the rubber that encased me. Then he lifted me to my feet and led me out of my room and down the hall. He took me outdoors and onto the patio. There he lifted something over my head and seated it on the metal ring. It was a dive helmet and I could feel my breathing contained in a small space. The heat of the outdoors was also warming me in all this gear.

Jonas worked with the helmet, sealing it, then add what had to be hoses. Once he seem sure of everything, he helped me kneel. He took off the steel restraints and I was able to move my arms. It felt good to be able too. Then he wrapped something that was very heavy around my waist, mid torso and shoulder. He had me lay down and once I was down the weight made it ever hard to sit up again. The belts wrapped around my arms making them hard to move. He did some more work and soon my wrists and hands were in steel restraints where I was not able to move them. The breathing was getting difficult in the hood as it felt like there was no new air, just breathing what I already had.

Next Jonas worked some heavy weighted belts on my legs, and I was unable to lift them. There were three more added. He patted my cock through the rubber and fumbled with it for a little bit and I moaned into the hood and helmet as it was painful, and he knew it. Without warning he pushed, and I fell into my pool and proceeded to sink. I struggled as I was not able to get free and I was worried about breathing in the water. I yelled but couldn’t really do much as the tube kept my mouth filled. I felt the coolness of the water and my cock was growing a little with the movement of the rubber as I tried to get free. In a moment I was stopped by the bottom of the pool and my body settled. I couldn’t see and I really couldn’t move. The air in the helmet was getting stale and harder to get oxygen out of it. It was slow but I was suffocating in the helmet. I tried yelling but it was pointless as I’m sure Jonas couldn’t hear me as I was now underwater and settled on my stomach.

I would struggle but the weights were very secure and kept me at the bottom of the pool. I bet Jonas was enjoying me struggling for him. The air continued to get harder to take in, warmer also. After a while I was truly struggling to breath. I yelled again. I felt Jonas grab me as he was in the water with me and roll me over until I was on my back. Then I felt something on my cock and balls. Jonas must be in the water and he was toying with my cock, working it against the rubber of the first suit and pressing the spikes into my hardening cock. Then I heard a voice, the helmet had headphones in it.

“Trapped underwater. You can’t breathe, you can’t move, you can’t speak or see.”

I worked my crotch against his hand starting to get into the pain that I was enduring, and he continued to tease me. I was getting lightheaded as I took the last of the oxygen out of the air in the helmet. Jonas worked my cock vigorously and then he stopped. As I was reaching climax and he stopped. Fuck! I was damn frustrated and moaned into the hood and helmet. Soon cool fresh air was filling the helmet. My lungs took it in and filled with oxygen it needed. I humped a couple of times hoping I could get my orgasm going but it was no use.

“The weekend has begun.” Jonas laughed and I was alone again.

Once and while I would struggle just to feel the weight and restraints against my body. It was a strange sensation laying on the bottom of the pool, feeling the water’s current gently moving me. I realized that the currents were increasing and while I didn’t hear much in the helmet, I was hearing what sounded like voices. That is when I felt a foot on my chest. Was Jonas standing on me? Then there was another foot pushing the cage into my crotch through the layers of rubber. There was a second person in the pool. My air was cut off and I struggled as the feet would move me around. My air was returned, and I took in deep breaths.

“We’re having a great time gimp!” It was Jonas. “I didn’t think you’d mind if I invited a few of my friends over to enjoy your pool. When they arrived and found you at the bottom they went nuts! There are 10 guys here, some are damn hot, naked and jerking their junk looking at you. One friend brought his rubber dog, who is in full rubber gear splashing around in the hot tub. You stay down there and just be the object you’re meant to be, and we’ll have a great time tonight!”

Things went dead in my ears again, but I could hear my breathing and the currents as the guys would be swimming or moving me around with their hands or feet. They would play with my air, one guy seemed truly enjoying it because I could tell his style over time as he would make things go on longer and longer. He would take his foot and dig into my crotch, pressing my cock against the rubber and metal. I would moan into the dive helmet and feel the two layers of rubber on my head. My cock got hard but was never ever able to gain traction to ever shoot my load as the spikes would remind me that I was helpless.

The night went on and the guys must have had a good time, I know they were enjoying seeing me on the pool floor in full rubber dive gear. They looked in the helmet and saw a black rubber head with no face and just a tube where a mouth would go. Once a group of them took hold of me and would raise me then let go and watch me sink. I would be dragged around the pool, turned over and their fingers and other objects pushed into the rubber into my ass. If they could they would be fucking me and leaving their loads in this object in the pool. Over time I would be moved less and less, and I got the feeling that the evening was getting late and the guys were leaving. Then things were silent, I was alone, with just the sound of my breathing. Taking in the air and letting it out. Over and over. I couldn’t move, I didn’t know what time it was. I would get into my situation and get hard, then feel the cage and get soft again. I would stop breathing so I could hear outside of the helmet and there was nothing. Then I would start breathing again. There was a calm about my body and that took hold and soon I was falling asleep.

To be continued…

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Metal would like to thank ty dehner for this story!