Author: RubberManSF
Have always had the desire to be a 24/7 Rubber slave but REAL life kept interfering with that pursuit till i met Rubber Master or i should say Rubber Master abducted me. It was a fantasy come true but there are times when i still must pinch myself to make sure that it is REALLY happening and that i am not just involved in one of my elaborate fantasies.
How did it happen? Well, i am sure that everyone is familiar with the Folsom Street Fair that is help each year in late September in San Francisco. i had decided it was time that i attend such an event in full rubber gear.
By “full” rubber, i mean that i would be covered from head to toe in black latex and the only parts of my body that would be exposed would be NOTHING. The hood i chose to wear had pinprick holes so that i could see out but others could not see my eyes. There were holes under each nostril for me to breathe through and the hood had a built in penis gag. Yeah, i realized that it was rather risky to go out in public without the capability of speaking, but hey, i wanted to do it right for a change. Then from the neck down, i wore my full latex body suit custom made by Mr. S. To that i added booties and latex gloves.
Then to secure all of this in place, i locked all the pulls on the suit with MASTER locks and then connected them to the collar to insure that i would not be able to remove the suit, because i would leave the keys at home, but at the last minute decided that perhaps i would put them on a chain around my neck, which is what i did.
To add to the security of the suit, i locked on a collar, wrist and ankle shackles that are two inch stainless steel bands which are leather lined. Then to finish off the outfit, i added black knee boots. i almost was tempted to take matters into my hands when i took one FINAL look at myself in the mirror BEFORE i left home, but i KNEW that if i did, that i would never make it to the Fair.
my intention was to find a suitable doorway and stand there and just observe people as they walked by, and if someone showed interest in my outfit, i had printed out a placard that explained what i was seeking. i wanted to be taken to their place and for the day spending it serving as their rubber gimp. The ONLY stipulation was that i was NOT to be allowed out of my rubber the entire time, and i requested that i NOT be allowed to speak the entire time, but would communicate with nods of the head.
The getting from my apartment to the Fair was NO small feat in itself, because i live in a NOT the BEST of neighborhoods to go out wearing the gear i was wearing but i did not care. i was determined to make this fantasy a reality and so i set out for the Fair. However, i did not get very far BEFORE i ran into trouble. i was walking down the street when this HULK of a guy stepped out in front of me and asked me why the fuck i was dressed in such an outfit.
Of course, NOT realizing the reason that i did not speak was that my mouth was filled by the penis plug attached to the inside of the hood. HULK, who later would come to be known to me as Rubber Master, took it as a sign of disrespect and back handed me so hard that i lost my balance and struck my hooded head against the wood fence that i was passing at that moment. i literally saw stars and would have slumped to the pavement, but Rubber Master caught me before i hit the ground. Rubber Master then felt the mouth area of the hood and found the reason for my not speaking and a BROAD grin suddenly blossomed across His face. i had NO idea, but that is the point where Rubber Master decided to make me His. He would later tell me that anyone who had the balls to wear such a gag in public deserved to be taken under His wing and turned into His Rubber gimp.
However, that day, all that Rubber Master wanted to do was to wake me up so that He could let me in on the way things would be going on that day. Since Rubber Master is a VERY strong guy, he hoisted me over his shoulder and proceeded to carry me to a secluded spot where he would be able to awaken me without being observed by too many passerbys. The place where i been knocked was on a well-traveled street and He knew this was NOT the place for such a thing, but He knew of a place nearby that would serve the purpose. So with me slung over His shoulder He proceeded to carry me to that location.
Little did Rubber Master realize that i had awakened shortly before He had felt and discovered the reason for my silence and was just waiting to see what he was going to do. So when He had slung me over His shoulder i had immediately came in my rubber suit which added to the sexual feelings that were now coursing through my body and i was VERY turned on, because i realized that Rubber Master was also wearing a rubber suit of some kind or at least a rubber suit, because being in the position that i was in i could not see much, but i could tell from the smell that was coming off Rubber Master’s back next to where my nose was pressed, that it was NOT clothe that Rubber Master was wearing and that made me more intrigued to see what He had in mind.
Well, i did not have long to wait to find out. However, the expected thump of me hitting the ground did not occur. Instead i was lowered gently onto a soft mattress that had been propped against a wall. i rather wondered IF Rubber Master had not intended to knock me out in the first place and had this place already staged or perhaps He was taking advantage of a discarded mattress or futon that often appeared on the streets in this part of the City.
In any case, no sooner had I been lowered to the mattress than Rubber Master produced an bottle of amyl and stuck it under my nose. To say that i was immediately awake would be an understatement. And without even thinking about it, i bolted upright straight into His waiting arms. i had a feeling that He REALLY wanted to rip the hood off of my head and remove the gag, but instead He just lowered his lips to the bulge indicating where my ears were and told me that He had a very good idea that i was headed to the Fair that was taking place today, and that yes, i would be attending the Fair, but on the end of His leash. Also about that time, He slid the chain containing the keys to the locks that secured the shackles, collar and kept the zipper tabs closed and proceeded to put them into His pocket. He then informed me that IF i was a good Rubber gimp and behaved myself while i was at the Fair that PERHAPS and He made sure to emphasize that word, i would be allowed out of the suit and restraints AFTER He and i got home. He also said that He had noticed me a couple of times in the neighborhood and knew exactly where i lived, but that i did not have to worry about that, because from now on, i would be living with Him as His Rubber gimp.
i just sat there trying to absorb ALL that Rubber MASTER had said. i REALLY wanted to speak and to tell Him how much i had dreamed of this day, but unfortunately due to the gag lodged securely in my mouth, i was unable to. But i had the STRANGE feeling that there was NO need to say anything because i got the feeling that He knew more about me than i was aware of.
Matter of fact, this was NOT far from the truth. Rubber Master kept a regular eye on the different websites that catered to Rubber guys and had noticed my ads there. Of course, i had gone from being a Top and wanting a slave to being a slave wanting a MASTER, but Rubber Master had been patient and had figured that of all the events that took place in the City during the year, this would be the one that i would MOST likely attend dressed from head to toe in Rubber. As it turned out, He was right and he had purposely scouted out the area and plotted what route i was MOST likely to take from my place to the Fair; had set up the mattress in this secluded spot just for this reason and had indeed intended to knock me out when he backhanded me. So to that degree things were going as He had planned.
Now that Rubber Master was sure that He had my attention and that i fully understood the situation that i now found myself, He ordered me to stand and to put my hands behind my back. As soon as i did, i heard the click of another lock as He connected my wrist shackles together. Then pulling a chain leash that He had looped to His belt, He snapped the clip at the end of the leash to my collar and then with a tug, He and i were on O/our way to the Fair. Then the last piece of equipment that He had in mind for me to wear to the Fair was a blindfold so that i had no way of knowing IF He was indeed leading me to the Fair or somewhere else.
Matter of fact, at that point in time and under the circumstances that i found myself, i suddenly realized that Rubber Master could have lead me anywhere and i would have NO idea where i was or what route He had taken me on, because He made to take a LONG time in getting to the Fair. All i could do is to walk behind Him and when He ordered me to stop by placing His hand on my chest, i had no choice but to stop. There MAY have been an opportunity for me to have escaped my current ordeal IF i had been wise enough to surprise Him when He had lowered me to the mattress, but unfortunately, to tell the truth, i was rather turned on by what had and was happening.
On one hand, my mind was reeling to comprehend the fact that i NO longer was able to free myself from the equipment that i was presently dressed in. But i could not deny the fact that my cock had NEVER been harder. Matter of fact, it was at this precise moment that Rubber Master reached down and gave my cock and balls a PAINFUL slap. Discovering to His delight that i was also wearing a chastity tube, i heard Him burst out in a laugh that seemed to explode from the very depths of his chest. And no sooner had the laugh died down that He grabbed me again in the crotch area and proceeded to explore further.
If i had known that at that moment, Rubber Master and i were standing on the corner of one of the busiest intersections in the City with many people of all different sexual interests around, i would have probably wanted to crawl in a hole and hide, but being blindfolded does have its advantages. (The way that i found out where this groping had taken place was when a friend a couple of days later stopped me when i was on my way to work, and asked me who the HOT Rubberman that was feeling me up that Sunday was. i got up enough nerve to ask my friend where it was, and when he told me i was shocked.)
To say that my cock was responding favorably to this treatment would be the understatement of the year, it was leaking gallons of precum, so much that i was afraid that it would start leaking out, but then i remembered that i had sealed that portion of the zippers with some invisible tape so that any moisture would instead pool in my boots.
AFTER what seemed like an hour, Rubber Master once again tugged on the leash and off He and i went again. Once i heard Him say something to the effect that “yeah, this was His Rubber gimp” and “No, He was NOT interested in sharing Him with anyone.” i could HARDLY believe my years. If i had been able to, i would have pinched myself to be sure that it was not just a GREAT wet dream that i was having, but not being able to do so was enough to convince me that this was indeed REAL, and that Rubber Master had just called me HIS. Wow, what a GREAT day this was turning out to be. Then He placed his hand on my chest and ordered to stand there for a minute, little did i realize that someone had seen He and i and wanted to take a pix of U/us.
Shortly after that, i assume it was AFTER He and i had already passed through the entrance point into the Fair, Rubber Master pushed me against a wall and ordered me to sit so that my face was close to being crotch high. He then, having already examined the penis gag that was filling my mouth and discovering that there was a tube running through the middle of it, i felt Rubber Master position something next to it and shoved. Since i could not see, i had no idea what he was doing, but soon discovered that He had inserted a tube that was connected to the external catheter He was wearing into the opening of the tube on my penis gag. And the FINAL proof of that was when i felt the first stream of HOT piss start to flow down my throat.
i NORMALLY do not enjoy such treatment, but suddenly i discovered that i could not get enough. i wanted more and more. Rubber Master had deliberately inserted some crushed uppers into the tube BEFORE He had inserted it into my gag, so that with the first stream of piss, the uppers were washed into my stomach along with the piss. At that point in time, He could have done anything that he wanted with me and i would NOT have cared, but all He did was to remove the blindfold so that i could take in His handiwork and stood back and smiled.
Of course Rubber Master did move away the distance that the tube connecting his cock and mouth would allow to give me a full look at His handy work. Despite everything, i immediately shot a BIG load of cum into my suit and His reaction was another gut ripping roar of laughter. It was as if He could sense it when He did something that caused me to cum. i would later come to realize that He had such a sense. He KNEW when i was about to cum and knew that He could and would train me to cum ONLY when He willed it.
At this point in time, my poor mind was reeling at the fact that (a) i had the balls to wear such a costume as i was wearing to the Fair in the first place; (b) that now NOT only was i so outfitted but i had a tube running from my mouth gag that was attached to the external catheter worn by one the HOTTEST Rubber Master’s that i had EVER seen or even dreamed of; and (c) He and i were now standing in the middle of a crowd of people as they snapped O/our pictures and asked Him questions. And some of the answers that Rubber Master gave surprised me.
For instance when one person asked Master how long He and i had known each other, and He said that He and His Rubber gimp as He referred to me had been corresponding with each other for months online but had only met that day. i suddenly realized who Rubber Master was. i had been exchanging messages on a website for slaves and Maters with a guy who purportedly wanted to own me as His Rubber Gimp, but a couple of weeks ago, suddenly the communication had stopped and i had forgotten all about it.
Now, my mind did start to reel, because i started recalling the details that Rubber Man had described as to how He would abduct me and take and turn me into His Rubber Gimp. i suddenly realized that perhaps it had not been my idea after all to go the Fair dressed in such a fashion, perhaps it had been something that Rubber Man had told me in a message that i would do. Matter of fact, i do remember Him ordering me to download a mp3 from a website that carried such training programs which was to train me to accept Orders through IMs or other forms of messages. With these thoughts cross my mind, Rubber Master turned and gave Me a shit eating grin and i KNEW that those messages have been a prelude to what had occurred today.
Rubber Master had planned this Event from the get go and i had forgotten all about it till just now. So without a further delay, Rubber Master started walking with the tube dangling between us, but with the leash held tight, there was NO way that there was any danger of anybody stepping between Rubber Master and i and disconnecting the tube. Matter of fact once the crowd started increasing, Rubber Master reduced the link of the leash so that there was VERY little room between He and i. At one point, a couple tried to cut between He and i and the look that Rubber Master gave the couple was SO stern that they apologized profusely and literally ran the opposite direction. It was at that point that i realized how menacing a couple Rubber Master and His rubber gimp must have looked to the average fair-goer.
Part 4 Conclusion
So that is how i spent my visit to the Folsom Street Fair. i drank so much recycled beer that day and pissed my boots so much that at one point, Rubber Master had me step out of them and then He proceeded to pour the contents of the boots over my head, but NOT before attracting a crowd. (As it turned out, He and i were BIG hits at the Fair that Master told me that next year He has been asked if He would like to have me serve as a urinal to one of the Clubs that sponsors the event.
Of course He has NOT told me what His answer was but knowing how much He likes to see me pissed on and in, i am sure that it was “YES”.) Also i am sure that there are many tourists who will NEVER forget the sight of Him and me walking around the Fair with me connected to Him via a tube.
They probably more surprising was when they suddenly saw the yellow stream, for some reason, His piss is always yellow and VERY visible in the clear tube, flow from Him into me. Matter of fact, I heard the gasps of surprise several times during the day, BUT I also heard a lot more OOOO’s and AH’s as those who truly appreciate the art of piss drinking realized what was TRULY happening.
i was rather disappointed when Rubber Master declared that it was time to leave, because i was sure that my service to Him was over. However as He and i approached the exit gates to the Fair, He once again backed me against a wall and ordered me to kneel NOT sit this time. Then He proceeded to remove the piss tube that has remained in the gag throughout the visit.
He had no sooner removed the tube than He ordered me to my feet and then He pressed His mouth to the bulge in the hood that indicated the location of my right ear and said “rubber gimp, I know that u are sad because it thinks that its service to Me is over, BUT this was just a test to see if it was worthy of becoming My rubber gimp 24/7” (my heart was pounding and was also at the same time leaping for joy.)
And He continued “And while I know that rubber gimp is presently employed and does not want to give up its job, I just want it to know that I have NOT yet made a decision on that topic. So until I decide, it will be allowed to go to work, BUT underneath its work clothes, it will be encased in the same suit that it is currently wearing. Because unbeknownst to it, I handed one the keys that it was wearing earlier to a Rubber Friend of Mine who I saw today and gave Him explicit instructions under what circumstances those keys were to be returned.
So with the exception of the hood and gloves that covers rubber gimp’s hands, it will remain suited.
Rubber Master also said “The other key I have placed on My key ring which I will NOT allow rubber gimp to EVER have access to and IF it EVER asks for it, I will punish it severely. it is locked in the suit till I allow it relief which I promise ONLY will be short-lived. At some point in the future, I MAY decide that it is NO longer allowed to work and at that point, I will make it clear to its employer that it is NOT returning to work.”
Finally, Rubber Master made the follow proclamation, which added to those He had already made me shake from head to toe. Out of excitement or fear, i was not totally sure. “Rubber gimp, after its actions today, it is MINE for the REST of its life. IF I predecease it, I WILL make provisions for it to be taken by another Rubber Master who is as heavy or more heavy into the scene than I am. So rubber gimp, its days of being free are OVER. Not to worry about its apartment. Matter of fact, I work for the management company that it rents from and will take care of all the necessary paperwork and disposition of its belongings as I see fit. Now it and I are going to make a BRIEF stop over at its place so it can get any important papers such as id, etc. that it has, and then it will be taken HOME.”