Chapter One
It started out as a supply run for the colonists in Space Colony 523, but ended up as something totally life changing. At the time I was stationed with ship security. Being security on a supply ship was a boring job and it gave me plenty of time to work out a lot in the ship’s gym. I had a well-defined body at 6’2” and 210lbs of pure muscle, which meant that I filled out my uniform nicely.
The trip from Earth usually takes 3 weeks and the trip goes through some areas that aren’t well traveled. The Space Police are stretched thin, so the company puts security teams aboard each supply ship.
One day while working out in the gym, the warning alarm went off that there was a ship closing in on us. I ran to the bridge in my gym clothes to see what the situation was. A huge pirate ship was gaining on us. We had heard of several groups of pirates out there but they rarely showed themselves unless they were seeking something that they needed. As we had a ship full of food stores and weapon upgrades, it seemed like a possibility. Usually, what was on a cargo ship was kept quiet but it seems like there was a leak somewhere in the company. As the pirate ship closed in, we received a message to surrender and prepare to be boarded. We had limited weapons and the pirate ship definitely out gunned us, as it was at least 3 times the size of our ship. The Captain decided that surrendering was better than being blown up.
The pirate ship connected to the supply ship, as the pirates came on board; each soldier was wearing head to toe skintight rubber with thick rubber armor on their shoulders and chest, the armor had body defining look to it with nipples and all, as well as helmets with visors attached. Their crotch had a thick protective codpiece. The boots were of thick rubber that came up to the bottom of the knee. The rubber was shiny all over from the top of the helmet to the bottom of the boots. We could see our frightened reflection in the rubbery uniforms as well as the visors reflected our nervous bodies. Each one had a different marking on the chest with a couple of them having a blue strip running down the arm and one with a red strip.
They lined all of us up in a corridor and proceeded to attach shackles to each of our wrists, ankles and necks.
“You are prisoners of the LR Pirates. You will each be checked over and will processed as either a soldier or as a slave,” said the rubber-covered man, with a red strip down the arm. “My name is Captain Atticus, you will call me Sir for now! Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir” we mumbled half-heartedly.
“Try again!” Captain Atticus shouted.
“YES SIR!” We shouted.
We were then marched onto the pirate ship and put into small boxes that we could barely move in that were lined with rubber and padding. There was no light that could came into the box and were put in a sitting position with the arms to the side and knees to the chest. There was a vent somewhere in the box, as air was blowing into the box. Suddenly a small light clicked on and a speaker crackled.
“Once we get underway, each of you will be taken, transformed and given your assignment so sit back, relax and enjoy the time you have now!”
After a period of time, not sure how long it was, the door to my box opened up, the bright light caused me to squint so that I could see. Two rubber clad pirates pulled me out of the box. Having been in a forced position for a long period of time, my muscles were protesting as I stretched out my arms and legs. The chains only allowed a limited amount of movement anyway.
I was then taken to a large room where I saw several of my crewmates attached to the wall, naked with a huge ball gag in their mouths. Each of their heads was locked into a metal frame that forced them to look forward only.
The chains on me were removed and my clothes were then cut off. I was then bent over a table and my arms pulled to the top of the table and strapped down. My legs were then strapped to the legs of the table. Suddenly I felt something probing my ass, then something cold sliding in. I then felt something expanding in my ass. I guess it was some sort of double bardex. Then liquid was forced into my ass. The pressure built up greatly, suddenly it was all sucked out and the process repeated at least 5 times that I can remember.
The tube was removed from my ass and something huge pushed in. I grunted as it was forced in, as my ass was very tight. It was a butt plug. One of the guards grinned and said “Enjoy it, you will have a plug installed for the rest of your life!”
Then a huge ball gag was brought forward and my mouth was forced open by two of the guards and it shoved in. It was then strapped around my chin, and two straps went around my head. One went over the crown and the other around the back of the head. It was then strapped down tightly forcing the ball into my mouth. I realized that there was a hole in it for breathing purposes.
Then four guards each took a limb and released me from the table. They then carried
me to the wall and began to put me up like the others. First heavy metal clamps held the wrists against the wall and the same was done to the ankles. Then my head was forced into the head frame. The sides were U shaped and were designed so that the ears were in the U. A strap went across the fore head and the lower jaw locking the head into place.
As I hung there, I saw other crew members brought in and the same thing done to each of them. I noticed that they hadn’t brought the Captain in yet. I wondered what they were planning with him. I had served with Captain Mike for several trips and thought he was a fair captain.
Suddenly the door opened and out of the side of my line of sight, I saw Captain Mike brought in. He had all ready had a gag put in, though his was different from ours. His was a large ring that forced his mouth open. He was then taken to the same table as I had been on and all my other crewmates and strapped down the same way.
Chapter Two
Captain Atticus walked in after everyone was in place. He looked around and smiled.
“This is what I like to see, slaves hanging on the wall and strapped down ready to be transformed” he said. “Now, so that there isn’t any misunderstanding with your new position in life, your captain is going to undergo a special transformation. From now on he will be known as toilet number 20!”
Captain Mike struggled in his bonds and tried to scream through the ring gag but to no avail. We watched in shock but not able to do anything.
A huge plug was installed into Captain Mike; it had a hose coming out of it that hung down a few feet. Then a cream was applied to his back, legs, arms, head and face.
One of the rubber guards with a blue stripe began to explain the transformation. “This cream is a permanent hair removal cream. All of you will have it applied. The plug installed in toilet #20 is a cleaning plug. It allows for a pump to push liquid in and to extract it. Only toilets get that. Each of you will be transformed according to what you will become.”
Captain Atticus started walking up to each person that was hanging on the wall and specifying their position, some as slaves and others as soldiers. He came to me and looked me over then said, “What a great specimen, he will be one of the special slaves for me. He will now be known as Captain’s slave #4 or CS 4 for short.”
As he finished up with the others, the guards continued with the transformation of toilet #20 by turning him over and strapping him down to the table on his back and putting the cream all over the front side. Suddenly, clear glass sides popped out of the table and a shower nozzle came down and began spraying water all over toilet #20. As we watched, the table dropped slightly and suddenly robotic scrubbers came out and scrubbed the body from head to toe removing every last hair on the body.
Then, blowers came out and dried off toilet #20’s body. Once that was done, a pair of glasses was put over the eyes and earphones on the ears. The rubber guard said, “The glasses and earphones do a mind transformation. Between hypnosis and using light and sound, we can transform a person into what we want in about 30 minutes. So lean back and watch carefully, as you will see what is in store for you but not to the level we are doing it with toilet #20.”
Over the next 30 minutes, we watched as toilet #20 fought less and less against the restraints and became more docile. Then as the glasses and earphones were removed, it was released from the bonds and immediately moved its arms to its side.
“Toilet #20 stand up,” the guard ordered. Toilet #4 immediately stood up.
“Nod the head for yes, shake it for no. Are you a toilet?”
Toilet #20 nodded its head.
“Are you a Captain of a ship?”
Toilet #20 shook its head no.
“Are you ready to begin your service?”
Toilet #20 nodded its head.
Some black rubber gear popped out of the wall. A hood was placed over toilet #20’s head. The rubber was had no facial features when put on, it looked as though the rubber was molded to look round. Two tubes came out of the area where the nose should be. The hood also molded itself to the ring gag that was in the mouth. There were no eyeholes in the hood at all.
Rubber pants were put on and a hole was left for the cock, balls and hose from the plug. The pants also removed a lot of the human features in the legs. Then a rubber shirt was produced. The shirt was pulled over the arms and around the chest. It sealed shut in the back. The collar came up and sealed up against the hood so that it looked seamless. The lower portion of the shirt did the same to the pants. The hands were put into a ball shaped mitt that allowed no movement.
“Move over to this archway toilet #20,” the guard growled.
When it was in position in the archway, a plastic shield dropped on both sides, suddenly a bright light turned on inside it.
“The bright light activates a chemical in the suit so that it bonds with the skin and will prevent it from ever being removed. Each of you will have this done to you. Removal of the rubber skin will result in death as the rubber if removed from the skin will turn into acid and will turn you into a puddle of mush. This rubber as it bonds to the skin will remove any sweat from the body and is breathable. It is a special mixture that we have developed,” the guard explained to us.
As the shields opened up, we saw that toilet #20 had turned very shiny and all the rubber was seamless.
“Move back to the original spot toilet #20,” the guard ordered.
Toilet #20 moved back to the original spot that it had been in. More rubber then came out of the wall. A sleeveless shirt was pulled over toilet #20 and molded the arms to the body on the side. The shirt removed any look of human from the upper body. A similar one-legged pair of pants was put onto the legs. The cock, balls and hose hung out from the pants. The shirt and pants were heated up with a heat gun and the seam disappeared.
A special codpiece was pulled out. The balls were inserted into a hole and liquid latex was poured in. Then the cock had a rubber tube inserted into it and then it fed out of the codpiece. A tube of glue was produced. The codpiece was glued into place. It looked as though the statue in front of us had a bump on it in the middle but nothing else. There were no human features to it at all.
A steel frame then came out of the wall; two guards picked up toilet #20 and put it into the frame. It was lying so that the hole in the hood was slightly at an angle. The frame had braces on hinges at various points that would hold the ankles, thighs, chest, neck and forehead in place. No movement was possible with how toilet #20 was positioned.
A wall then opened up, we saw a line of other toilets that were installed. Toilet #20’s frame was rolled over into position. The nose tubes were connected to an air supply; the piss tube was connected to another tube and the same to the tube from the butt plug. A huge hose was then brought down to the mouth. Once all the hoses were connected, the guards stepped back and the wall closed.
“That is our toilet facility. Any resistance during your transformation and you will be immediately turned into a toilet. The only difference is you won’t have the mind transformation. Your mind will be left intact and you will literally go mad,” the guard told us.
“Now its rest time for all of you. Think it over very carefully before we come back. Do you want to end up like that?” the guard said.
With that, they walked out and turned off the lights in the room. We were left there to contemplate our futures as either willing slaves or soldiers or else to go mad as a toilet.
Chapter Three
The lights suddenly turned on and in walked the guards. I marveled how each one looked in their rubber skins, knowing that I would soon be sealed in a skin also.
Today, we are going to do the guards. So if you are destined to be a guard, you will be transformed today with intense combat training beginning tomorrow,” the guard said. “But first, its feeding time.”
A tube came down from the ceiling and inserted itself into the ball gag hole. Suddenly a liquid came into my mouth and I swallowed as quickly as possible. The taste of it was different as it had a slight chalky taste to it and it was kind of hard to swallow. This went on for several minutes then the liquid changed to water to rinse and wash down the other liquid. Then the tube withdrew from the gag and went back up into the ceiling.
“The liquid that you got is what you will be eating from now on. It is specially designed for your assignment. Get used to it because that is all you will get from now on,” the guard told us.
Then some of the guards went and began by removing one of my shipmates, who was assigned as a guard. He was taken to the table and the same process as I saw yesterday began with the hair removal. Then the eyeglasses and earphones were put on. I noticed that this lasted longer than yesterday.
The guard stated, “Being turned into a guard takes a little bit longer as there is more programming than with a toilet. Each position has its own programming routine and will take as long as necessary.”
Once that part of the transformation was complete, a wall opened up with the rubber suit. I noticed that there was a lot more gear there than yesterday. The gag was then removed from the new guard but the plug was left in.
First a skintight hood was put on that had eye, nose and mouth holes. The ears could be seen as a slight bump through the hood. Then a shirt was put on as well as pants that were similar to the ones that were put onto toilet #20. Then gloves were put onto the hands. I noticed that the suit was slightly different than the other one, as it showed off the muscle definition more. The cock and balls also hung free from the pants.
The same procedure for sealing the suit to the skin was done to the new guard. While the suit was being sealed, another shipmate was taken and put onto the table for hair removal and programming. Once the sealing was done, the guard stepped out and said “Sir, Guard 646 is ready for final transformation.”
A helmet with a visor was put onto guard 646. “The helmet contains computer connections as well as improved vision and radio transmissions, electrodes will bore through the skull and attach to specific parts of the brain. The helmet also allows for guards to talk to one another by thinking the transmission instead of speaking so there is no intelligence passed to ships being attacked,” the guard told us.
Then the shoulder and chest pads were put onto guard 646. These pads made him seem even larger.
“The pads contain additional computer connections that monitor the guard at all times. This is to ensure that peak performance is guaranteed at all times. The computer controls can tell a guard to work out more, sleep, eat or relax depending on what the body measurements,” the guard said.
Then the codpiece was produced. I then noticed small silver connections around the cock and balls on the suit. I don’t know why I didn’t notice them sooner but I must have been too absorbed in watching everything to notice. As the codpiece was held up against the cock and balls, it suddenly locked on.
“The codpiece is a special design. It removes when the body dictates that pissing must occur as well as when sexual relief is needed. There are metal prongs inside that monitor how much cum is being produced and actually encourages more production. The guards are kept on edge for the aggressive tendencies as dictated by their position,” we were told.
Heavy rubber boots were then produced. Each leg was put into them. I noticed that they were kind of loose, then a heat gun was produced and the boots were heated up and shrunk to conform to each foot and calf. I noticed that guard 646 looked the same as the other guards now.
“Guard 646, report to weapons training on deck 23!”
“SIR, YES SIR!”
With that, guard 646 turned and walked out of the room and headed to deck 23.
As they were removing one of the crewmates, he suddenly tried to bolt from the room pushing the guards holding him out of the way. The room suddenly filled with guards and the crewmate was quickly subdued.
“You were warned yesterday, now you will be turned into a toilet with your mind intact and that is what you will become!” The guard shouted at him.
Quickly the ball gag was removed and a huge ring gag was installed. Then the hair was removed and a similar suit that toilet #20 was put into came out of the wall. I guess the wall ran on the mental transmissions of the guards. The suit was quickly put onto the struggling crewmate. Then he was forced into the sealer to seal the suit onto him. Once that was complete, the rubber body and leg suit was put on and he began to look just like toilet #20. A frame then slide out of the wall and he was quickly attached to it as he struggled to get lose. I noticed that this frame had a few more straps than the other frame. These straps were quickly bolted down. Then suddenly a welding torch appeared out of the wall and all the metal straps were welded down so they could never be removed.
The toilet wall then opened up and the new toilet was installed into the facility. This time I noticed that there were 5 free ports in it.
“The life of a toilet isn’t long so we do change them out as needed. If you are put in here with your mind intact, you don’t last as long as the others. Those that are transformed into a toilet are given the necessary nutrients and muscle stimulation to keep them going as long as possible,” the guard told us.
One by one each assigned crewmate was turned into a guard. By the time the guards were done with the transformation, there were only 5 of us left on the wall.
With the last guard transformed, the lights were turned out as all the guards left. Once again we were left to our fate of hanging on the wall until it was time for our transformation.
After seeing what had happened to the one crewmate, I decided that it would be best just to accept my fate rather than fight it. Who knows, it could be a great life being the Captain’s slave.
Chapter Four
As the lights came on again, the guards walked in and once again we went through a feeding routine. Then the guards announced that today that the slaves would be done. I was the only one that would become a Captain’s slave.
They began with the first slave. He was covered in the cream that removed the hair and was rinsed off. The eyeglasses and earphones were put on. These stayed on for a while. As the eyeglasses and earphones were removed, I noticed a huge change in the newly made slave.
“Get off the table slave 296!” The guard ordered.
Slave 296 got off the table and immediately went to its knees with them wide apart, hands clasped behind the back and head bowed. I was astonished at the speed at which the slave did that and so automatically.
“This is the standard slave position that all general slaves assume when not in use. There are certain commands that are put into each slave that are automatic. Watch, slave 296 suck!” The guard said.
Immediately slave 296 pulled off the codpiece and laid it between the guard’s feet and began to suck his cock with great vigor. There was no let up. The guard groaned in pleasure as slave 296 sucked. Suddenly the guard pulled slave 296’s head all the way to his crotch forcing his cock down the throat. As he did that, I could tell that he was shooting a huge load of cum down the slave’s throat. The slave seemed to take this all in stride with the programming it had received. Then as quickly as the codpiece was removed, it was put back on and the slave assumed the original position.
“The programming is set up so that once a guard has cummed, then the slave will automatically put the codpiece back on and resume whatever position the guard had it in,” the guard told us.
Then the wall opened up and a new rubber suit was produced. This one looked similar to the other suits but slightly different also. It seemed to be a heavier gauge of rubber than what was used on the toilet and guards.
The suit had a neck entry on it with the hood attached to the neck.
“Stand up and prepare to receive the suit slave!”
The slave stood up and laid with its back on the table and put it’s legs straight out for the guards to start putting the suit on it. The guards then began to put the suit on. As they got to the crotch, the slave automatically stood up. The cock and balls were put into a rubber shaft and sack. Once that was done, the slave turned around and bent over. I noticed that it looked like a plug was installed in the suit. The guards pulled out the plug that was installed in the slave and inserted the suit plug or what I thought was a plug. Once they got that in, they reinstalled the plug back into the slave’s ass.
“The suit is designed so that the suit has a hard plug until it comes into contact with the skin, then it turns soft. This allows for the plug to be installed and removed as necessary. There is a small hole in the top of the suit plug that allows cum to be absorbed into the body as well as for cleaning purposes,” the guard explained to us.
Then the rest of the suit was pulled up the slave and the arms put into the sleeves. The sleeves had gloves at the end of the arms that were very thick looking. The slave flexed it’s fingers in the gloves and it seemed like the movement was limited somewhat.
Then the suit was pulled up to the neck. As the slave turned around so that the guard had access to the hood behind it, the gag was removed and I noticed that there were holes that allowed the nipples to be seen and touched outside the suit. The hood was then pulled over the slave. The ears were pressed up against the head and it looked as though there were small holes around the ear for hearing and also pinholes around the eyes. There were two small tubes running from the nostrils that came to the top of the lip. The mouth was exquisite as the rubber covered the lips and went into the mouth. The gag was then reinstalled on the slave.
Then the slave moved to the sealer unit and the suit was sealed on. I noticed that it went to a very high gloss look as the slave exited the unit. The slave then moved to an X frame that was in the room. The slave automatically assumed the proper position for the frame and was quickly restrained to the frame. Then someone came into the room that was in a white rubber suit that covered them from head to toe.
“Hello slave, I am the ship’s doctor and will be performing some procedures to help out with your transformation.”
The Dr set about installing two large rings into each nipple. Each was of highly polished metal. He then proceeded to give the slave a variety of shots. Not sure what they were but assumed that they were for a specific reason.
What was amazing was there weren’t any screams coming from the slave only moans. That amazed me and I wondered if it was the programming or what that caused the slave to do that.
As the Dr. finished up, the slave was released from the cross. I couldn’t see the eyes but wondered how content the slave was in what it now was.
“Slave 296, report to dungeon 2 for processing and training!” The guard ordered.
The slave bowed its head and headed out the door. Then the guards proceeded to finish up the other three slaves in a similar fashion.
As the last slave left, the guard turned to me and said, “Enjoy tonight, because tomorrow you will undergo your transformation. Your training begins tonight as you hang there. Some of it will be pleasurable and others will be painful. So enjoy.”
He then pressed a few buttons and the wall between my legs opened up and something seemed to grab my balls and pull them down and then a tube was slipped onto my cock.
I then felt some pinpricks into my balls and mild electrical shocks going through them. The tube started sucking on my cock and causing it to become erect. I then felt pinpricks into the cock as it achieved full erection. Suddenly I felt the butt plug come to life as it started to fuck me while sending electrical shocks into my ass.
The guard smiled and said as he turned out the lights and left, “Enjoy the night!”
Chapter Five
It was a very long night, as my cock was kept hard and the needles kept electricity going through the cock and balls. At times it also felt like there was something being injected into them. The butt plug was constantly changing its pattern of fucking and shocking so that I didn’t get used to it. I did notice that as the night went on, the power of the shocks were gradually getting stronger and stronger. Sometimes they would be so strong that I screamed through the gag. It was getting to the point of just praying that morning would get here soon so that the pain would stop.
Finally the lights turned on and two guards walked in. “Well, we see that Cs #4 is still with us and enjoying the torture,” the guards joked. “We just need to set up a few things before we start your processing, so just relax for a while more.”
Suddenly the shocks going through the cock, balls and ass got really strong causing me to scream. This kept going on while the guards went about prepping for my transformation.
Then everything turned off as the guards turned around and moved toward me. The tube and needles pulled out and withdrew themselves into the wall. The guards grabbed a hold of me and the clamps on my wrists and ankles came off as well as the braces on my head. As they lifted me down, I stretched my sore limbs. Damn were they sore. Of course I had been up there for over 3 days. The guards actually had to carry me over to the table. At which point they then rubbed a gel all over me. I noticed a tingling all over.
“This gel will not only remove your hair but will cause a slight chemical change in your body that increases your horniness naturally,” the guard told me. Finally they put me on the table and the sides came up and I was rinsed off then the scrubbers came out. It was a nice feeling to feel the scrubbers all over me. I hated being dirty and at least I was finally getting a nice cleaning. I knew better than to try anything after seeing what happened the other day. I also noticed in all this that my balls had gotten bigger overnight as well as my cock was larger and totally erect and would not go down.
They then put on the eyeglasses and the earphones and turned them on. Suddenly there was a bright light and flashes in my eyes and a strange sound in my ears. It was hard to describe. I found it was all very relaxing. I started to let go and just follow things figuring that some of my personality would remain and I would eventually be able to remain. Slowly I started to slip away and Captain’s slave #4 started emerging.
The guards ordered Cs #4 to get up from the table. A heavy rubber suit was pulled out of the wall. This suit was the heaviest of all the rubber suits. This was specifically designed for the Captain. The suit has built in electro leads so that the slave’s muscles can be worked over depending on the situation. The suit was a neck entry and Cs #4 was put into the suit. The cock and balls as well as the ass had holes. The hands were turned into thick fingers that were difficult to bend. The rubber was skintight and followed the body contour nicely. A thick hood was then installed. The ball gag was removed so that the hood could be put on and it was just as tight with pinholes at the ears. The eyes were covered with a rounded lens as well as the rubber going inside the mouth over the lips. Then the suit was then sealed to the skin.
The plug was removed and a larger plug was installed. This was not only wider but also longer. It was about 12 inches long and about 6 inches in diameter. This was a specially designed plug to go along with the suit.
A special codpiece was produced. This had a tube for the enlarged cock and a bulge for the balls. This automatically locked on to the suit. Once on, only the key holder could remove it. This also had similar electro connections as the suit and plug had.
Heavy boots were provided that went up to mid calf. These were put on and seemed to blend in with the suit, but were removable for foot torture as necessary.
A heavy rubber posture collar was then put on and locked shut. The lock was an electronic lock. This same lock was used on the codpiece. It forced the head in an upright position and limited how much the head could move around.
“Captain’s slave #4 report to training room 1 for initial training,” the guard said.
Captain’s slave #4 turned and walked out the door, turning left and heading down the corridor to the lift to go to deck 2 to the training room.
Chapter Six
Within Dungeon #2 there were many interesting devices. Along one wall there was stacked cages that held the slaves. The room overall was huge. It was the size of a ballroom on Earth. Though not many had actually been in one.
In the middle of the room was a huge pillory for whippings. There was a slave that was attached to it at the moment. The whip was an electrical discharge whip. An electrical charge was released as a small thin wire was whipped across the body of the slave. The charge could be adjusted from tingling to the point of neural net disruption.
On various devices there were slaves in different forms of torture. Some were on metal racks that were being slowly stretched by computer control. Others were set up on paddling benches and some even in a fucking/sucking position on special tables designed for that purpose.
This was just one of 5 dungeons that the ship held for the soldiers to relax in and enjoy themselves. Above the dungeon was a control booth that a soldier monitored all the activities. Each suit that was installed on either the soldiers or slaves had built in sensors that monitored actions and reactions and displayed on a computer screen for the monitor. This ensured that things didn’t get out of hand. The policy was that if a soldier went overboard and ruined or killed a slave on the ship, then that soldier was turned into a slave. This didn’t happen very often but sometimes it did. It was there more as a deterrent.
In one corner four guards were taking the group of four new slaves and beginning their training. Each slave was trained to take a cock without gagging. Most of the gag reflex had been removed from the slave during the initial transformation. There was a little remaining that only huge cocks could finish up. The overall goal was that a slave could take any size cock or dildo in the ass or the mouth. Failure wasn’t an option.
Slave 297 was having a problem taking a huge cock. The guard grabbed the slave and took it over to a special box. After pressing a button, the box opened up to reveal a bench that moved out. The slave was strapped down to the bench so tightly that movement was impossible in any direction. The head was put into a metal frame that held it up in position. A ring gag was put in the mouth forcing it to stay open. The guard then removed the butt plug and then inserted a huge dildo into the ass and a dildo into the mouth. After pressing another button, then the bench slides back into the box. An arm then attached to each dildo and they slowly start fucking the slave. The side then closes up and the slave is left there. How long the slave was left there all depended upon the computer determining that there was no gag reflex left in the slave. The computer automatically changes out to larger dildos until the slave could deep throat any dildo or cock that is offered. As for the ass, the dildo in the ass would slowly get larger as it was built with a expander in it. This would slowly expand out the ass so that any guard that loved to fist the slave could do so without any problem. Some slaves were trained for fisting and others just for fucking. It was typical that any slave that had a gag reflex problem was then trained for fisting purposes.
Meanwhile the other slaves were continuing their training. Each slave is checked out and seen what potential might be within the dungeon, some will be used for training of the guards and others for sexual service. Any slave that is deemed untrainable is turned into a punching bag for guards to workout on.
The computer monitoring slave 297 noticed that the slave was getting used to the dildo size and began implementing the next phase of training. Biosigns were looking good and no problems were seen, using this data, the computer began to develop a in-depth training program for slave 297.
This was merely a typical day in the dungeon. Screams, moans, groans, punctuated by an electrical discharge here and a whip snap there.
Chapter Seven
In Training Room #1, Cs #4 was standing in a scanning booth and the computer was taking in-depth biosign readings to ensure that any use didn’t exceed the limit that could cause the loss of life.
Once the scanning was completed, two guards escorted Cs#4 out of the booth and moved it to a box. This box was shaped similar to a coffin. The lid popped open after the guard inserted a security card.
“Lay down in the box #4,” the guard grumbled. As #4 to laid down into the box, straps were attached to the wrists, ankles, thighs, chest, neck and head. A computer connection was attached to the codpiece. Suddenly #4 felt electrical shocks go all over it’s body. A tube was ran into the mouth through the ball gag. Liquid started running down the throat and #4 began to swallow, relishing the nourishment that was being given as it was quite hungry.
As #4 laid there, pulses began moving up and down the body through the connections. The lens in the hood began to darken so that #4 couldn’t see out. Then the lid was closed. The butt plug came to life and began to cause #4 to self fuck. The pulse would change in intensity from time to time, never allowing #4 to get used to it. The pulses going up and down the body would cause the limbs to contract forcing them to exercise.
Then the cock and balls came to life, with pulses moving up and down the cock forcing it to become more erect than before. The balls were hit with pulse after pulse, each one getting stronger than the last. Then sounds starting coming into #4’s head. Strange sounds, ones that he had never heard before, but for some reason they were very soothing. It was almost as if they were coming in waves. Each one crashing upon the shore. Then #4 noticed that the pulses all over his body was moving in sync with the sounds. Suddenly the lens’ started flashing. These synched up with the rest of the body. As #4 laid there, a stronger desire to serve without question began to grow. Desires for torture, pain, bondage began to build also. In #4’s mind, a cock began to form, it was the Captain’s cock. It learned every bump, ridge, and proper methods for servicing it.
Suddenly everything stopped and #4 felt lost. The lens’ became clear and #4 saw the box opened. The straps were removed and #4 was pulled out of the box. Captain Atticus stood there before #4 and immediately #4 dropped to it’s knees and began to suck Captain Atticus’ cock. It knew exactly what to do and how to do it.
“Ohhh, #4 is going to be a good slave. One that I will really enjoy. I see he is taking to the training very nicely. If this is just one session, it will be nice to see what else it will be able to take.” Captain Atticus spoke of approvingly. “I am glad that I picked it out. I knew it would turn into an outstanding slave as well as a wonderful body to look at.”
Cs #4 was then moved to a cross frame and securely bound to it. Captain Atticus came up to it and said “Relax and enjoy what is about to happen, this is only the beginning.”
Then a deep pain fell across the shoulders and back of #4. Captain Atticus began to heavily flog #4 with several different floggers. Each one being heavier than the last. As the flogging continued, #4 began to moan and something inside began to build up. It didn’t know what it was but it was something that it had never felt before. Each second it became more intense, till it just burst forth as #4’s body shook in a head to toe orgasm. As it the orgasm began, Captain Atticus hit harder and harder on #4 which only caused the orgasm to become more intense.
As #4 began to get it’s senses again, it felt more blows on its back. Then they stopped. It was released from the cross.
“Very good #4, you have just gotten a taste of what it is like being my slave. If you do well, you will be rewarded, and punished if you don’t meet my expectations. Failure here isn’t an option,” Captain Atticus said.
“Put it in a cage for rest, continue its training as required tomorrow,” Captain Atticus told the guards.
#4 was led to a cage and put in. Wrist and ankle restraints were put on and attached to the sides. As #4 laid down with the hands to the sides and the legs bent at the knees and attached to the side so that there was easy access to the ass as necessary. Then #4’s lenses darkened and a buzzing began in the ears. This caused #4 to blackout into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Chapter Eight
Captain Atticus sat in his cabin thinking over the past few days events. He began to scroll through computer screens checking out how the ship’s compliment was going. “Still have 50 positions left to fill” he thought to himself. “Well, we will find more ships soon.”
He then started flipping through cameras all over the ship. He flipped to the rubber toilets and zoomed in on toilet #20. He noticed that there was something flowing through the tube attached to the mouth porthole. He grinned. It was his passion to take ship captains and turn them into toilets. Though at times he wishes he didn’t have to, but he had found that it was very effect in keeping control of the others as they didn’t want that to end up to being them.
He then changed the camera to his new slave Cs#4, oh what a body. He watched as the slave slept and moved slightly in the restraints. It wasn’t long before he became hard and pressed a button. A panel underneath his desk slid open and a rubber head popped out and began to suck Captain Atticus’ cock.
“Effective use of disobedient guards, turn them into cock suckers,” he mumbled to himself. The box under the desk was small, it only allowed a slave to remain in a kneeling position. A plug attached to the end of the box prevented the slave from moving much. The plug was a special design, once put in, it will never come out. It had a tubes on it that would keep the slave totally clean. It was also an industrial strength vibrator. This had the effect of keeping the cock sucking slave really horny. The cock and balls were permanently sealed shut into a cod piece so that there was no way that the slave could get a hard on or even cum. There was a tube that allowed for piss to be removed otherwise there was no access.
The hands and feet had the finger and toenails removed so that there wasn’t any reason for removing the slave from the box. Then the hands were put into heavy rubber fist mitts and liquid rubber was poured in sealing them onto the hands permanently. The feet were then put into a set of stocks at the bottom of the box. These were welded to the bottom of the box. This was to ensure that the slave never got out of line ever again. A heavy ring gag was put into the mouth and the lenses were permanently blacked out. A electric shock to the nuts would tell the slave that the door was open and it was time to start sucking. The slave had been programmed to suck for hours. Only after a proper sucking session had happened, then when the door closed, the slave will then be given a nutritional drink to keep it alive. Otherwise it had no clue as to what was really going on in the outside world.
Captain Atticus leaned back and relaxed as the slave sucked away. He noticed that the slave was improving in its sucking ability. Able to take every inch and to be able to cause the throat muscles to constrict and cause a greater sensation on his cock. This was all apart of the programming. Captain Atticus liked to tweak the programming as needed till it was just as he preferred.
Glancing back at the monitor, he looked once again at Cs#4. What to turn him into finally. He had noticed that #4 had received the flogging really well and had taken to it. He wasn’t sure if it was the program or some of the other personality that was left that desired the flogging. He did need a good flogging slave and #4 would make an excellent one. Though #4 would have to be kept on a heavy gym schedule to keep up the muscles that #4 had. Captain Atticus then wondered what #4’s original name was. Though he made it a point never to learn names of the people that were taken, at times he would wonder. His guards always made it a point to remove the personnel names from the computer data base before taking all the info and transferring it to the Evil Doer. What a great name for his ship. He can still remember when he first came across the ship.
He pressed another button and the slave under the desk disappeared. As he pressed a second button, the slave began to moan as the vibrator kicked into a really intense mode. Captain Atticus smiled and set the timer for 24 hours of heavy fucking by the butt plug as well as an intense course of electro torture to the ass, cock and balls.
He then walked to the bedroom, there laying in a rubber sleep sack was another slave. This slave he just used for fucking. The slave was never allowed out of the sack. Other slaves on the ship would see to it’s needs each day. The face had no features to it other than a ring gag and two tubes from the nose. Otherwise it was just a rounded ball attached to a sack. This was something Captain Atticus enjoyed creating.
He laid down next to the rubber sleep sack and turned the slave onto it’s side and opened up the butt access port. He then began to do a slow fuck. He loved to fuck for hours and even fall asleep with his cock in it’s ass. That way when he woke up, he could fuck again. He fucked for a while and shot several loads into the slave, then as he relaxed, fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter Nine
Suddenly Captain Atticus was woken up by an alarm going off. He turned over and looked at the computer screen, slave 297 had been left in the box too long and some damage had been done to the slave. The computer was evaluating the damage now. Captain Atticus did a quick check as to which guard had put the slave into the box, “Hmmmm Guard 99 again, that damn fuckup, this is the last time he screws up.”
Captain Atticus flipped on the intercom, “Security, take Guard 99 to Special Transformation.”
Down in the sleeping quarters, the lights suddenly flipped on. Four security guards rushed to the bunk where Guard 99 was sleeping, grabbing him, they slapped heavy manacles on his wrists and ankles. Then putting a heavy rubber and steel collar around his neck, they led him out of the room. Captain Atticus watched from his room with satisfaction as Guard 99 was taken away. Feeling the urge, he turned back to his bed to the rubber mummy laying there and began to fuck him again. “Nothing like having a fuck toy right there to solve an erection problem,” Captain Atticus thought to himself.
Security walked Guard 99 down to the Special Transformation room. Once there, they removed the manacles and attached him into a frame. This frame forced the legs wide apart, bent at the waist and the head in a stock. A wide belt wrapped around the middle and attached to the frame. The arms were then chained behind the back and hoisted up into the air in a painful position. Yet the guard didn’t let on that it hurt at all. The ass was then filled with a huge butt plug. This plug had several attachments that cleaned out the ass with a soapy solution. The plug had a circumference of 10” and had to be forced in. The guard finally screamed as the plug went in. Security smiled in satisfaction. As a final insult, Security had thickly coated the plug with an intense menthol formula that would make anyone scream with a little daub, a special formula of the ship’s doctor. As they walked away, a small door opened up on the wall in front of the guard and a huge dildo popped out, the computer monitored the screams and shoved the dildo into the mouth when it was at the open most point.
“Captain,” boomed the intercom, “the guard is now in the Transformation chamber and is viewable on the monitor.”
Captain Atticus rolled over away from the rubber mummy and flicked a button, “Thank you, ensure that the usual monitors are running this so that all can see! Also plan for a briefing of all guards on the requirements of training of new slaves.”
“Yes Sir!” The intercom chirped, “Security out.”
Captain Atticus got up and went to his desk. He sat down and began to think as to an appropriate punishment for this guard. He pressed the button that opened up the door under his desk and the slave below began sucking his cock. Captain Atticus began to look over the computer data as to the damage to the new slave. Rectum was ripped, fingers and toes totally numb from lack of movement and finally the mouth, several teeth cracked, tongue split because the dildos became too rough. He continued reading the computer report. Finally a dildo became too large for the mouth and was stuck in the mouth. The computer shut down when that happened.
The intercom sputtered to life, “Sickbay to Captain Atticus, I have a report on slave 297.”
“Go ahead.”
“The slave is permanently brain damaged due to a lack of air for a short time till the computer shut down. Training the slave will be impossible now since there is only enough brain function to keep it alive,” the doctor reported.
“What is the final analysis for disposition for this slave, Dr?”
“Captain, I suggest that the slave be terminated, it wouldn’t be of any use to the ship. I suggest testing out the new ecstasy therapy prior to termination so that the slave doesn’t know what is going on.”
“Approved, let me know when you are going to do it so that I can be there to watch, Doctor” Captain Atticus ordered.
“Yes Captain. It should be later today, need to run a few more tests to get the right combination of drugs for this slave. Sickbay out.”
Captain Atticus leaned back into the chair and began to think. He then clicked on another screen and looked at what was needed for the ship. He looked down the list at all the different slave positions possible. He needed a fitting punishment for Guard 99.
“Ahhh, yes, here is the perfect one!” Captain Atticus smiled and pressed a button. Then leaned back and let the desk slave continue with its work on his cock.
Meanwhile down in the Transformation Chamber, another door opened up and a set of glasses popped out and put themselves over Guard 99’s eyes. Then another arm came out and put a set of earphones right on the ears. As that was done, a scanner took final measurements of Guard 99 and began to manufacture the requested garments.
It started out as a supply run for the colonists in Space Colony 523, but ended up as something totally life changing. At the time I was stationed with ship security. Being security on a supply ship was a boring job and it gave me plenty of time to work out a lot in the ship’s gym. I had a well-defined body at 6’2” and 210lbs of pure muscle, which meant that I filled out my uniform nicely.
The trip from Earth usually takes 3 weeks and the trip goes through some areas that aren’t well traveled. The Space Police are stretched thin, so the company puts security teams aboard each supply ship.
One day while working out in the gym, the warning alarm went off that there was a ship closing in on us. I ran to the bridge in my gym clothes to see what the situation was. A huge pirate ship was gaining on us. We had heard of several groups of pirates out there but they rarely showed themselves unless they were seeking something that they needed. As we had a ship full of food stores and weapon upgrades, it seemed like a possibility. Usually, what was on a cargo ship was kept quiet but it seems like there was a leak somewhere in the company. As the pirate ship closed in, we received a message to surrender and prepare to be boarded. We had limited weapons and the pirate ship definitely out gunned us, as it was at least 3 times the size of our ship. The Captain decided that surrendering was better than being blown up.
The pirate ship connected to the supply ship, as the pirates came on board; each soldier was wearing head to toe skintight rubber with thick rubber armor on their shoulders and chest, the armor had body defining look to it with nipples and all, as well as helmets with visors attached. Their crotch had a thick protective codpiece. The boots were of thick rubber that came up to the bottom of the knee. The rubber was shiny all over from the top of the helmet to the bottom of the boots. We could see our frightened reflection in the rubbery uniforms as well as the visors reflected our nervous bodies. Each one had a different marking on the chest with a couple of them having a blue strip running down the arm and one with a red strip.
They lined all of us up in a corridor and proceeded to attach shackles to each of our wrists, ankles and necks.
“You are prisoners of the LR Pirates. You will each be checked over and will processed as either a soldier or as a slave,” said the rubber-covered man, with a red strip down the arm. “My name is Captain Atticus, you will call me Sir for now! Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir” we mumbled half-heartedly.
“Try again!” Captain Atticus shouted.
“YES SIR!” We shouted.
We were then marched onto the pirate ship and put into small boxes that we could barely move in that were lined with rubber and padding. There was no light that could came into the box and were put in a sitting position with the arms to the side and knees to the chest. There was a vent somewhere in the box, as air was blowing into the box. Suddenly a small light clicked on and a speaker crackled.
“Once we get underway, each of you will be taken, transformed and given your assignment so sit back, relax and enjoy the time you have now!”
After a period of time, not sure how long it was, the door to my box opened up, the bright light caused me to squint so that I could see. Two rubber clad pirates pulled me out of the box. Having been in a forced position for a long period of time, my muscles were protesting as I stretched out my arms and legs. The chains only allowed a limited amount of movement anyway.
I was then taken to a large room where I saw several of my crewmates attached to the wall, naked with a huge ball gag in their mouths. Each of their heads was locked into a metal frame that forced them to look forward only.
The chains on me were removed and my clothes were then cut off. I was then bent over a table and my arms pulled to the top of the table and strapped down. My legs were then strapped to the legs of the table. Suddenly I felt something probing my ass, then something cold sliding in. I then felt something expanding in my ass. I guess it was some sort of double bardex. Then liquid was forced into my ass. The pressure built up greatly, suddenly it was all sucked out and the process repeated at least 5 times that I can remember.
The tube was removed from my ass and something huge pushed in. I grunted as it was forced in, as my ass was very tight. It was a butt plug. One of the guards grinned and said “Enjoy it, you will have a plug installed for the rest of your life!”
Then a huge ball gag was brought forward and my mouth was forced open by two of the guards and it shoved in. It was then strapped around my chin, and two straps went around my head. One went over the crown and the other around the back of the head. It was then strapped down tightly forcing the ball into my mouth. I realized that there was a hole in it for breathing purposes.
Then four guards each took a limb and released me from the table. They then carried
me to the wall and began to put me up like the others. First heavy metal clamps held the wrists against the wall and the same was done to the ankles. Then my head was forced into the head frame. The sides were U shaped and were designed so that the ears were in the U. A strap went across the fore head and the lower jaw locking the head into place.
As I hung there, I saw other crew members brought in and the same thing done to each of them. I noticed that they hadn’t brought the Captain in yet. I wondered what they were planning with him. I had served with Captain Mike for several trips and thought he was a fair captain.
Suddenly the door opened and out of the side of my line of sight, I saw Captain Mike brought in. He had all ready had a gag put in, though his was different from ours. His was a large ring that forced his mouth open. He was then taken to the same table as I had been on and all my other crewmates and strapped down the same way.
Chapter Two
Captain Atticus walked in after everyone was in place. He looked around and smiled.
“This is what I like to see, slaves hanging on the wall and strapped down ready to be transformed” he said. “Now, so that there isn’t any misunderstanding with your new position in life, your captain is going to undergo a special transformation. From now on he will be known as toilet number 20!”
Captain Mike struggled in his bonds and tried to scream through the ring gag but to no avail. We watched in shock but not able to do anything.
A huge plug was installed into Captain Mike; it had a hose coming out of it that hung down a few feet. Then a cream was applied to his back, legs, arms, head and face.
One of the rubber guards with a blue stripe began to explain the transformation. “This cream is a permanent hair removal cream. All of you will have it applied. The plug installed in toilet #20 is a cleaning plug. It allows for a pump to push liquid in and to extract it. Only toilets get that. Each of you will be transformed according to what you will become.”
Captain Atticus started walking up to each person that was hanging on the wall and specifying their position, some as slaves and others as soldiers. He came to me and looked me over then said, “What a great specimen, he will be one of the special slaves for me. He will now be known as Captain’s slave #4 or CS 4 for short.”
As he finished up with the others, the guards continued with the transformation of toilet #20 by turning him over and strapping him down to the table on his back and putting the cream all over the front side. Suddenly, clear glass sides popped out of the table and a shower nozzle came down and began spraying water all over toilet #20. As we watched, the table dropped slightly and suddenly robotic scrubbers came out and scrubbed the body from head to toe removing every last hair on the body.
Then, blowers came out and dried off toilet #20’s body. Once that was done, a pair of glasses was put over the eyes and earphones on the ears. The rubber guard said, “The glasses and earphones do a mind transformation. Between hypnosis and using light and sound, we can transform a person into what we want in about 30 minutes. So lean back and watch carefully, as you will see what is in store for you but not to the level we are doing it with toilet #20.”
Over the next 30 minutes, we watched as toilet #20 fought less and less against the restraints and became more docile. Then as the glasses and earphones were removed, it was released from the bonds and immediately moved its arms to its side.
“Toilet #20 stand up,” the guard ordered. Toilet #4 immediately stood up.
“Nod the head for yes, shake it for no. Are you a toilet?”
Toilet #20 nodded its head.
“Are you a Captain of a ship?”
Toilet #20 shook its head no.
“Are you ready to begin your service?”
Toilet #20 nodded its head.
Some black rubber gear popped out of the wall. A hood was placed over toilet #20’s head. The rubber was had no facial features when put on, it looked as though the rubber was molded to look round. Two tubes came out of the area where the nose should be. The hood also molded itself to the ring gag that was in the mouth. There were no eyeholes in the hood at all.
Rubber pants were put on and a hole was left for the cock, balls and hose from the plug. The pants also removed a lot of the human features in the legs. Then a rubber shirt was produced. The shirt was pulled over the arms and around the chest. It sealed shut in the back. The collar came up and sealed up against the hood so that it looked seamless. The lower portion of the shirt did the same to the pants. The hands were put into a ball shaped mitt that allowed no movement.
“Move over to this archway toilet #20,” the guard growled.
When it was in position in the archway, a plastic shield dropped on both sides, suddenly a bright light turned on inside it.
“The bright light activates a chemical in the suit so that it bonds with the skin and will prevent it from ever being removed. Each of you will have this done to you. Removal of the rubber skin will result in death as the rubber if removed from the skin will turn into acid and will turn you into a puddle of mush. This rubber as it bonds to the skin will remove any sweat from the body and is breathable. It is a special mixture that we have developed,” the guard explained to us.
As the shields opened up, we saw that toilet #20 had turned very shiny and all the rubber was seamless.
“Move back to the original spot toilet #20,” the guard ordered.
Toilet #20 moved back to the original spot that it had been in. More rubber then came out of the wall. A sleeveless shirt was pulled over toilet #20 and molded the arms to the body on the side. The shirt removed any look of human from the upper body. A similar one-legged pair of pants was put onto the legs. The cock, balls and hose hung out from the pants. The shirt and pants were heated up with a heat gun and the seam disappeared.
A special codpiece was pulled out. The balls were inserted into a hole and liquid latex was poured in. Then the cock had a rubber tube inserted into it and then it fed out of the codpiece. A tube of glue was produced. The codpiece was glued into place. It looked as though the statue in front of us had a bump on it in the middle but nothing else. There were no human features to it at all.
A steel frame then came out of the wall; two guards picked up toilet #20 and put it into the frame. It was lying so that the hole in the hood was slightly at an angle. The frame had braces on hinges at various points that would hold the ankles, thighs, chest, neck and forehead in place. No movement was possible with how toilet #20 was positioned.
A wall then opened up, we saw a line of other toilets that were installed. Toilet #20’s frame was rolled over into position. The nose tubes were connected to an air supply; the piss tube was connected to another tube and the same to the tube from the butt plug. A huge hose was then brought down to the mouth. Once all the hoses were connected, the guards stepped back and the wall closed.
“That is our toilet facility. Any resistance during your transformation and you will be immediately turned into a toilet. The only difference is you won’t have the mind transformation. Your mind will be left intact and you will literally go mad,” the guard told us.
“Now its rest time for all of you. Think it over very carefully before we come back. Do you want to end up like that?” the guard said.
With that, they walked out and turned off the lights in the room. We were left there to contemplate our futures as either willing slaves or soldiers or else to go mad as a toilet.
Chapter Three
The lights suddenly turned on and in walked the guards. I marveled how each one looked in their rubber skins, knowing that I would soon be sealed in a skin also.
Today, we are going to do the guards. So if you are destined to be a guard, you will be transformed today with intense combat training beginning tomorrow,” the guard said. “But first, its feeding time.”
A tube came down from the ceiling and inserted itself into the ball gag hole. Suddenly a liquid came into my mouth and I swallowed as quickly as possible. The taste of it was different as it had a slight chalky taste to it and it was kind of hard to swallow. This went on for several minutes then the liquid changed to water to rinse and wash down the other liquid. Then the tube withdrew from the gag and went back up into the ceiling.
“The liquid that you got is what you will be eating from now on. It is specially designed for your assignment. Get used to it because that is all you will get from now on,” the guard told us.
Then some of the guards went and began by removing one of my shipmates, who was assigned as a guard. He was taken to the table and the same process as I saw yesterday began with the hair removal. Then the eyeglasses and earphones were put on. I noticed that this lasted longer than yesterday.
The guard stated, “Being turned into a guard takes a little bit longer as there is more programming than with a toilet. Each position has its own programming routine and will take as long as necessary.”
Once that part of the transformation was complete, a wall opened up with the rubber suit. I noticed that there was a lot more gear there than yesterday. The gag was then removed from the new guard but the plug was left in.
First a skintight hood was put on that had eye, nose and mouth holes. The ears could be seen as a slight bump through the hood. Then a shirt was put on as well as pants that were similar to the ones that were put onto toilet #20. Then gloves were put onto the hands. I noticed that the suit was slightly different than the other one, as it showed off the muscle definition more. The cock and balls also hung free from the pants.
The same procedure for sealing the suit to the skin was done to the new guard. While the suit was being sealed, another shipmate was taken and put onto the table for hair removal and programming. Once the sealing was done, the guard stepped out and said “Sir, Guard 646 is ready for final transformation.”
A helmet with a visor was put onto guard 646. “The helmet contains computer connections as well as improved vision and radio transmissions, electrodes will bore through the skull and attach to specific parts of the brain. The helmet also allows for guards to talk to one another by thinking the transmission instead of speaking so there is no intelligence passed to ships being attacked,” the guard told us.
Then the shoulder and chest pads were put onto guard 646. These pads made him seem even larger.
“The pads contain additional computer connections that monitor the guard at all times. This is to ensure that peak performance is guaranteed at all times. The computer controls can tell a guard to work out more, sleep, eat or relax depending on what the body measurements,” the guard said.
Then the codpiece was produced. I then noticed small silver connections around the cock and balls on the suit. I don’t know why I didn’t notice them sooner but I must have been too absorbed in watching everything to notice. As the codpiece was held up against the cock and balls, it suddenly locked on.
“The codpiece is a special design. It removes when the body dictates that pissing must occur as well as when sexual relief is needed. There are metal prongs inside that monitor how much cum is being produced and actually encourages more production. The guards are kept on edge for the aggressive tendencies as dictated by their position,” we were told.
Heavy rubber boots were then produced. Each leg was put into them. I noticed that they were kind of loose, then a heat gun was produced and the boots were heated up and shrunk to conform to each foot and calf. I noticed that guard 646 looked the same as the other guards now.
“Guard 646, report to weapons training on deck 23!”
“SIR, YES SIR!”
With that, guard 646 turned and walked out of the room and headed to deck 23.
As they were removing one of the crewmates, he suddenly tried to bolt from the room pushing the guards holding him out of the way. The room suddenly filled with guards and the crewmate was quickly subdued.
“You were warned yesterday, now you will be turned into a toilet with your mind intact and that is what you will become!” The guard shouted at him.
Quickly the ball gag was removed and a huge ring gag was installed. Then the hair was removed and a similar suit that toilet #20 was put into came out of the wall. I guess the wall ran on the mental transmissions of the guards. The suit was quickly put onto the struggling crewmate. Then he was forced into the sealer to seal the suit onto him. Once that was complete, the rubber body and leg suit was put on and he began to look just like toilet #20. A frame then slide out of the wall and he was quickly attached to it as he struggled to get lose. I noticed that this frame had a few more straps than the other frame. These straps were quickly bolted down. Then suddenly a welding torch appeared out of the wall and all the metal straps were welded down so they could never be removed.
The toilet wall then opened up and the new toilet was installed into the facility. This time I noticed that there were 5 free ports in it.
“The life of a toilet isn’t long so we do change them out as needed. If you are put in here with your mind intact, you don’t last as long as the others. Those that are transformed into a toilet are given the necessary nutrients and muscle stimulation to keep them going as long as possible,” the guard told us.
One by one each assigned crewmate was turned into a guard. By the time the guards were done with the transformation, there were only 5 of us left on the wall.
With the last guard transformed, the lights were turned out as all the guards left. Once again we were left to our fate of hanging on the wall until it was time for our transformation.
After seeing what had happened to the one crewmate, I decided that it would be best just to accept my fate rather than fight it. Who knows, it could be a great life being the Captain’s slave.
Chapter Four
As the lights came on again, the guards walked in and once again we went through a feeding routine. Then the guards announced that today that the slaves would be done. I was the only one that would become a Captain’s slave.
They began with the first slave. He was covered in the cream that removed the hair and was rinsed off. The eyeglasses and earphones were put on. These stayed on for a while. As the eyeglasses and earphones were removed, I noticed a huge change in the newly made slave.
“Get off the table slave 296!” The guard ordered.
Slave 296 got off the table and immediately went to its knees with them wide apart, hands clasped behind the back and head bowed. I was astonished at the speed at which the slave did that and so automatically.
“This is the standard slave position that all general slaves assume when not in use. There are certain commands that are put into each slave that are automatic. Watch, slave 296 suck!” The guard said.
Immediately slave 296 pulled off the codpiece and laid it between the guard’s feet and began to suck his cock with great vigor. There was no let up. The guard groaned in pleasure as slave 296 sucked. Suddenly the guard pulled slave 296’s head all the way to his crotch forcing his cock down the throat. As he did that, I could tell that he was shooting a huge load of cum down the slave’s throat. The slave seemed to take this all in stride with the programming it had received. Then as quickly as the codpiece was removed, it was put back on and the slave assumed the original position.
“The programming is set up so that once a guard has cummed, then the slave will automatically put the codpiece back on and resume whatever position the guard had it in,” the guard told us.
Then the wall opened up and a new rubber suit was produced. This one looked similar to the other suits but slightly different also. It seemed to be a heavier gauge of rubber than what was used on the toilet and guards.
The suit had a neck entry on it with the hood attached to the neck.
“Stand up and prepare to receive the suit slave!”
The slave stood up and laid with its back on the table and put it’s legs straight out for the guards to start putting the suit on it. The guards then began to put the suit on. As they got to the crotch, the slave automatically stood up. The cock and balls were put into a rubber shaft and sack. Once that was done, the slave turned around and bent over. I noticed that it looked like a plug was installed in the suit. The guards pulled out the plug that was installed in the slave and inserted the suit plug or what I thought was a plug. Once they got that in, they reinstalled the plug back into the slave’s ass.
“The suit is designed so that the suit has a hard plug until it comes into contact with the skin, then it turns soft. This allows for the plug to be installed and removed as necessary. There is a small hole in the top of the suit plug that allows cum to be absorbed into the body as well as for cleaning purposes,” the guard explained to us.
Then the rest of the suit was pulled up the slave and the arms put into the sleeves. The sleeves had gloves at the end of the arms that were very thick looking. The slave flexed it’s fingers in the gloves and it seemed like the movement was limited somewhat.
Then the suit was pulled up to the neck. As the slave turned around so that the guard had access to the hood behind it, the gag was removed and I noticed that there were holes that allowed the nipples to be seen and touched outside the suit. The hood was then pulled over the slave. The ears were pressed up against the head and it looked as though there were small holes around the ear for hearing and also pinholes around the eyes. There were two small tubes running from the nostrils that came to the top of the lip. The mouth was exquisite as the rubber covered the lips and went into the mouth. The gag was then reinstalled on the slave.
Then the slave moved to the sealer unit and the suit was sealed on. I noticed that it went to a very high gloss look as the slave exited the unit. The slave then moved to an X frame that was in the room. The slave automatically assumed the proper position for the frame and was quickly restrained to the frame. Then someone came into the room that was in a white rubber suit that covered them from head to toe.
“Hello slave, I am the ship’s doctor and will be performing some procedures to help out with your transformation.”
The Dr set about installing two large rings into each nipple. Each was of highly polished metal. He then proceeded to give the slave a variety of shots. Not sure what they were but assumed that they were for a specific reason.
What was amazing was there weren’t any screams coming from the slave only moans. That amazed me and I wondered if it was the programming or what that caused the slave to do that.
As the Dr. finished up, the slave was released from the cross. I couldn’t see the eyes but wondered how content the slave was in what it now was.
“Slave 296, report to dungeon 2 for processing and training!” The guard ordered.
The slave bowed its head and headed out the door. Then the guards proceeded to finish up the other three slaves in a similar fashion.
As the last slave left, the guard turned to me and said, “Enjoy tonight, because tomorrow you will undergo your transformation. Your training begins tonight as you hang there. Some of it will be pleasurable and others will be painful. So enjoy.”
He then pressed a few buttons and the wall between my legs opened up and something seemed to grab my balls and pull them down and then a tube was slipped onto my cock.
I then felt some pinpricks into my balls and mild electrical shocks going through them. The tube started sucking on my cock and causing it to become erect. I then felt pinpricks into the cock as it achieved full erection. Suddenly I felt the butt plug come to life as it started to fuck me while sending electrical shocks into my ass.
The guard smiled and said as he turned out the lights and left, “Enjoy the night!”
Chapter Five
It was a very long night, as my cock was kept hard and the needles kept electricity going through the cock and balls. At times it also felt like there was something being injected into them. The butt plug was constantly changing its pattern of fucking and shocking so that I didn’t get used to it. I did notice that as the night went on, the power of the shocks were gradually getting stronger and stronger. Sometimes they would be so strong that I screamed through the gag. It was getting to the point of just praying that morning would get here soon so that the pain would stop.
Finally the lights turned on and two guards walked in. “Well, we see that Cs #4 is still with us and enjoying the torture,” the guards joked. “We just need to set up a few things before we start your processing, so just relax for a while more.”
Suddenly the shocks going through the cock, balls and ass got really strong causing me to scream. This kept going on while the guards went about prepping for my transformation.
Then everything turned off as the guards turned around and moved toward me. The tube and needles pulled out and withdrew themselves into the wall. The guards grabbed a hold of me and the clamps on my wrists and ankles came off as well as the braces on my head. As they lifted me down, I stretched my sore limbs. Damn were they sore. Of course I had been up there for over 3 days. The guards actually had to carry me over to the table. At which point they then rubbed a gel all over me. I noticed a tingling all over.
“This gel will not only remove your hair but will cause a slight chemical change in your body that increases your horniness naturally,” the guard told me. Finally they put me on the table and the sides came up and I was rinsed off then the scrubbers came out. It was a nice feeling to feel the scrubbers all over me. I hated being dirty and at least I was finally getting a nice cleaning. I knew better than to try anything after seeing what happened the other day. I also noticed in all this that my balls had gotten bigger overnight as well as my cock was larger and totally erect and would not go down.
They then put on the eyeglasses and the earphones and turned them on. Suddenly there was a bright light and flashes in my eyes and a strange sound in my ears. It was hard to describe. I found it was all very relaxing. I started to let go and just follow things figuring that some of my personality would remain and I would eventually be able to remain. Slowly I started to slip away and Captain’s slave #4 started emerging.
The guards ordered Cs #4 to get up from the table. A heavy rubber suit was pulled out of the wall. This suit was the heaviest of all the rubber suits. This was specifically designed for the Captain. The suit has built in electro leads so that the slave’s muscles can be worked over depending on the situation. The suit was a neck entry and Cs #4 was put into the suit. The cock and balls as well as the ass had holes. The hands were turned into thick fingers that were difficult to bend. The rubber was skintight and followed the body contour nicely. A thick hood was then installed. The ball gag was removed so that the hood could be put on and it was just as tight with pinholes at the ears. The eyes were covered with a rounded lens as well as the rubber going inside the mouth over the lips. Then the suit was then sealed to the skin.
The plug was removed and a larger plug was installed. This was not only wider but also longer. It was about 12 inches long and about 6 inches in diameter. This was a specially designed plug to go along with the suit.
A special codpiece was produced. This had a tube for the enlarged cock and a bulge for the balls. This automatically locked on to the suit. Once on, only the key holder could remove it. This also had similar electro connections as the suit and plug had.
Heavy boots were provided that went up to mid calf. These were put on and seemed to blend in with the suit, but were removable for foot torture as necessary.
A heavy rubber posture collar was then put on and locked shut. The lock was an electronic lock. This same lock was used on the codpiece. It forced the head in an upright position and limited how much the head could move around.
“Captain’s slave #4 report to training room 1 for initial training,” the guard said.
Captain’s slave #4 turned and walked out the door, turning left and heading down the corridor to the lift to go to deck 2 to the training room.
Chapter Six
Within Dungeon #2 there were many interesting devices. Along one wall there was stacked cages that held the slaves. The room overall was huge. It was the size of a ballroom on Earth. Though not many had actually been in one.
In the middle of the room was a huge pillory for whippings. There was a slave that was attached to it at the moment. The whip was an electrical discharge whip. An electrical charge was released as a small thin wire was whipped across the body of the slave. The charge could be adjusted from tingling to the point of neural net disruption.
On various devices there were slaves in different forms of torture. Some were on metal racks that were being slowly stretched by computer control. Others were set up on paddling benches and some even in a fucking/sucking position on special tables designed for that purpose.
This was just one of 5 dungeons that the ship held for the soldiers to relax in and enjoy themselves. Above the dungeon was a control booth that a soldier monitored all the activities. Each suit that was installed on either the soldiers or slaves had built in sensors that monitored actions and reactions and displayed on a computer screen for the monitor. This ensured that things didn’t get out of hand. The policy was that if a soldier went overboard and ruined or killed a slave on the ship, then that soldier was turned into a slave. This didn’t happen very often but sometimes it did. It was there more as a deterrent.
In one corner four guards were taking the group of four new slaves and beginning their training. Each slave was trained to take a cock without gagging. Most of the gag reflex had been removed from the slave during the initial transformation. There was a little remaining that only huge cocks could finish up. The overall goal was that a slave could take any size cock or dildo in the ass or the mouth. Failure wasn’t an option.
Slave 297 was having a problem taking a huge cock. The guard grabbed the slave and took it over to a special box. After pressing a button, the box opened up to reveal a bench that moved out. The slave was strapped down to the bench so tightly that movement was impossible in any direction. The head was put into a metal frame that held it up in position. A ring gag was put in the mouth forcing it to stay open. The guard then removed the butt plug and then inserted a huge dildo into the ass and a dildo into the mouth. After pressing another button, then the bench slides back into the box. An arm then attached to each dildo and they slowly start fucking the slave. The side then closes up and the slave is left there. How long the slave was left there all depended upon the computer determining that there was no gag reflex left in the slave. The computer automatically changes out to larger dildos until the slave could deep throat any dildo or cock that is offered. As for the ass, the dildo in the ass would slowly get larger as it was built with a expander in it. This would slowly expand out the ass so that any guard that loved to fist the slave could do so without any problem. Some slaves were trained for fisting and others just for fucking. It was typical that any slave that had a gag reflex problem was then trained for fisting purposes.
Meanwhile the other slaves were continuing their training. Each slave is checked out and seen what potential might be within the dungeon, some will be used for training of the guards and others for sexual service. Any slave that is deemed untrainable is turned into a punching bag for guards to workout on.
The computer monitoring slave 297 noticed that the slave was getting used to the dildo size and began implementing the next phase of training. Biosigns were looking good and no problems were seen, using this data, the computer began to develop a in-depth training program for slave 297.
This was merely a typical day in the dungeon. Screams, moans, groans, punctuated by an electrical discharge here and a whip snap there.
Chapter Seven
In Training Room #1, Cs #4 was standing in a scanning booth and the computer was taking in-depth biosign readings to ensure that any use didn’t exceed the limit that could cause the loss of life.
Once the scanning was completed, two guards escorted Cs#4 out of the booth and moved it to a box. This box was shaped similar to a coffin. The lid popped open after the guard inserted a security card.
“Lay down in the box #4,” the guard grumbled. As #4 to laid down into the box, straps were attached to the wrists, ankles, thighs, chest, neck and head. A computer connection was attached to the codpiece. Suddenly #4 felt electrical shocks go all over it’s body. A tube was ran into the mouth through the ball gag. Liquid started running down the throat and #4 began to swallow, relishing the nourishment that was being given as it was quite hungry.
As #4 laid there, pulses began moving up and down the body through the connections. The lens in the hood began to darken so that #4 couldn’t see out. Then the lid was closed. The butt plug came to life and began to cause #4 to self fuck. The pulse would change in intensity from time to time, never allowing #4 to get used to it. The pulses going up and down the body would cause the limbs to contract forcing them to exercise.
Then the cock and balls came to life, with pulses moving up and down the cock forcing it to become more erect than before. The balls were hit with pulse after pulse, each one getting stronger than the last. Then sounds starting coming into #4’s head. Strange sounds, ones that he had never heard before, but for some reason they were very soothing. It was almost as if they were coming in waves. Each one crashing upon the shore. Then #4 noticed that the pulses all over his body was moving in sync with the sounds. Suddenly the lens’ started flashing. These synched up with the rest of the body. As #4 laid there, a stronger desire to serve without question began to grow. Desires for torture, pain, bondage began to build also. In #4’s mind, a cock began to form, it was the Captain’s cock. It learned every bump, ridge, and proper methods for servicing it.
Suddenly everything stopped and #4 felt lost. The lens’ became clear and #4 saw the box opened. The straps were removed and #4 was pulled out of the box. Captain Atticus stood there before #4 and immediately #4 dropped to it’s knees and began to suck Captain Atticus’ cock. It knew exactly what to do and how to do it.
“Ohhh, #4 is going to be a good slave. One that I will really enjoy. I see he is taking to the training very nicely. If this is just one session, it will be nice to see what else it will be able to take.” Captain Atticus spoke of approvingly. “I am glad that I picked it out. I knew it would turn into an outstanding slave as well as a wonderful body to look at.”
Cs #4 was then moved to a cross frame and securely bound to it. Captain Atticus came up to it and said “Relax and enjoy what is about to happen, this is only the beginning.”
Then a deep pain fell across the shoulders and back of #4. Captain Atticus began to heavily flog #4 with several different floggers. Each one being heavier than the last. As the flogging continued, #4 began to moan and something inside began to build up. It didn’t know what it was but it was something that it had never felt before. Each second it became more intense, till it just burst forth as #4’s body shook in a head to toe orgasm. As it the orgasm began, Captain Atticus hit harder and harder on #4 which only caused the orgasm to become more intense.
As #4 began to get it’s senses again, it felt more blows on its back. Then they stopped. It was released from the cross.
“Very good #4, you have just gotten a taste of what it is like being my slave. If you do well, you will be rewarded, and punished if you don’t meet my expectations. Failure here isn’t an option,” Captain Atticus said.
“Put it in a cage for rest, continue its training as required tomorrow,” Captain Atticus told the guards.
#4 was led to a cage and put in. Wrist and ankle restraints were put on and attached to the sides. As #4 laid down with the hands to the sides and the legs bent at the knees and attached to the side so that there was easy access to the ass as necessary. Then #4’s lenses darkened and a buzzing began in the ears. This caused #4 to blackout into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Chapter Eight
Captain Atticus sat in his cabin thinking over the past few days events. He began to scroll through computer screens checking out how the ship’s compliment was going. “Still have 50 positions left to fill” he thought to himself. “Well, we will find more ships soon.”
He then started flipping through cameras all over the ship. He flipped to the rubber toilets and zoomed in on toilet #20. He noticed that there was something flowing through the tube attached to the mouth porthole. He grinned. It was his passion to take ship captains and turn them into toilets. Though at times he wishes he didn’t have to, but he had found that it was very effect in keeping control of the others as they didn’t want that to end up to being them.
He then changed the camera to his new slave Cs#4, oh what a body. He watched as the slave slept and moved slightly in the restraints. It wasn’t long before he became hard and pressed a button. A panel underneath his desk slid open and a rubber head popped out and began to suck Captain Atticus’ cock.
“Effective use of disobedient guards, turn them into cock suckers,” he mumbled to himself. The box under the desk was small, it only allowed a slave to remain in a kneeling position. A plug attached to the end of the box prevented the slave from moving much. The plug was a special design, once put in, it will never come out. It had a tubes on it that would keep the slave totally clean. It was also an industrial strength vibrator. This had the effect of keeping the cock sucking slave really horny. The cock and balls were permanently sealed shut into a cod piece so that there was no way that the slave could get a hard on or even cum. There was a tube that allowed for piss to be removed otherwise there was no access.
The hands and feet had the finger and toenails removed so that there wasn’t any reason for removing the slave from the box. Then the hands were put into heavy rubber fist mitts and liquid rubber was poured in sealing them onto the hands permanently. The feet were then put into a set of stocks at the bottom of the box. These were welded to the bottom of the box. This was to ensure that the slave never got out of line ever again. A heavy ring gag was put into the mouth and the lenses were permanently blacked out. A electric shock to the nuts would tell the slave that the door was open and it was time to start sucking. The slave had been programmed to suck for hours. Only after a proper sucking session had happened, then when the door closed, the slave will then be given a nutritional drink to keep it alive. Otherwise it had no clue as to what was really going on in the outside world.
Captain Atticus leaned back and relaxed as the slave sucked away. He noticed that the slave was improving in its sucking ability. Able to take every inch and to be able to cause the throat muscles to constrict and cause a greater sensation on his cock. This was all apart of the programming. Captain Atticus liked to tweak the programming as needed till it was just as he preferred.
Glancing back at the monitor, he looked once again at Cs#4. What to turn him into finally. He had noticed that #4 had received the flogging really well and had taken to it. He wasn’t sure if it was the program or some of the other personality that was left that desired the flogging. He did need a good flogging slave and #4 would make an excellent one. Though #4 would have to be kept on a heavy gym schedule to keep up the muscles that #4 had. Captain Atticus then wondered what #4’s original name was. Though he made it a point never to learn names of the people that were taken, at times he would wonder. His guards always made it a point to remove the personnel names from the computer data base before taking all the info and transferring it to the Evil Doer. What a great name for his ship. He can still remember when he first came across the ship.
He pressed another button and the slave under the desk disappeared. As he pressed a second button, the slave began to moan as the vibrator kicked into a really intense mode. Captain Atticus smiled and set the timer for 24 hours of heavy fucking by the butt plug as well as an intense course of electro torture to the ass, cock and balls.
He then walked to the bedroom, there laying in a rubber sleep sack was another slave. This slave he just used for fucking. The slave was never allowed out of the sack. Other slaves on the ship would see to it’s needs each day. The face had no features to it other than a ring gag and two tubes from the nose. Otherwise it was just a rounded ball attached to a sack. This was something Captain Atticus enjoyed creating.
He laid down next to the rubber sleep sack and turned the slave onto it’s side and opened up the butt access port. He then began to do a slow fuck. He loved to fuck for hours and even fall asleep with his cock in it’s ass. That way when he woke up, he could fuck again. He fucked for a while and shot several loads into the slave, then as he relaxed, fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter Nine
Suddenly Captain Atticus was woken up by an alarm going off. He turned over and looked at the computer screen, slave 297 had been left in the box too long and some damage had been done to the slave. The computer was evaluating the damage now. Captain Atticus did a quick check as to which guard had put the slave into the box, “Hmmmm Guard 99 again, that damn fuckup, this is the last time he screws up.”
Captain Atticus flipped on the intercom, “Security, take Guard 99 to Special Transformation.”
Down in the sleeping quarters, the lights suddenly flipped on. Four security guards rushed to the bunk where Guard 99 was sleeping, grabbing him, they slapped heavy manacles on his wrists and ankles. Then putting a heavy rubber and steel collar around his neck, they led him out of the room. Captain Atticus watched from his room with satisfaction as Guard 99 was taken away. Feeling the urge, he turned back to his bed to the rubber mummy laying there and began to fuck him again. “Nothing like having a fuck toy right there to solve an erection problem,” Captain Atticus thought to himself.
Security walked Guard 99 down to the Special Transformation room. Once there, they removed the manacles and attached him into a frame. This frame forced the legs wide apart, bent at the waist and the head in a stock. A wide belt wrapped around the middle and attached to the frame. The arms were then chained behind the back and hoisted up into the air in a painful position. Yet the guard didn’t let on that it hurt at all. The ass was then filled with a huge butt plug. This plug had several attachments that cleaned out the ass with a soapy solution. The plug had a circumference of 10” and had to be forced in. The guard finally screamed as the plug went in. Security smiled in satisfaction. As a final insult, Security had thickly coated the plug with an intense menthol formula that would make anyone scream with a little daub, a special formula of the ship’s doctor. As they walked away, a small door opened up on the wall in front of the guard and a huge dildo popped out, the computer monitored the screams and shoved the dildo into the mouth when it was at the open most point.
“Captain,” boomed the intercom, “the guard is now in the Transformation chamber and is viewable on the monitor.”
Captain Atticus rolled over away from the rubber mummy and flicked a button, “Thank you, ensure that the usual monitors are running this so that all can see! Also plan for a briefing of all guards on the requirements of training of new slaves.”
“Yes Sir!” The intercom chirped, “Security out.”
Captain Atticus got up and went to his desk. He sat down and began to think as to an appropriate punishment for this guard. He pressed the button that opened up the door under his desk and the slave below began sucking his cock. Captain Atticus began to look over the computer data as to the damage to the new slave. Rectum was ripped, fingers and toes totally numb from lack of movement and finally the mouth, several teeth cracked, tongue split because the dildos became too rough. He continued reading the computer report. Finally a dildo became too large for the mouth and was stuck in the mouth. The computer shut down when that happened.
The intercom sputtered to life, “Sickbay to Captain Atticus, I have a report on slave 297.”
“Go ahead.”
“The slave is permanently brain damaged due to a lack of air for a short time till the computer shut down. Training the slave will be impossible now since there is only enough brain function to keep it alive,” the doctor reported.
“What is the final analysis for disposition for this slave, Dr?”
“Captain, I suggest that the slave be terminated, it wouldn’t be of any use to the ship. I suggest testing out the new ecstasy therapy prior to termination so that the slave doesn’t know what is going on.”
“Approved, let me know when you are going to do it so that I can be there to watch, Doctor” Captain Atticus ordered.
“Yes Captain. It should be later today, need to run a few more tests to get the right combination of drugs for this slave. Sickbay out.”
Captain Atticus leaned back into the chair and began to think. He then clicked on another screen and looked at what was needed for the ship. He looked down the list at all the different slave positions possible. He needed a fitting punishment for Guard 99.
“Ahhh, yes, here is the perfect one!” Captain Atticus smiled and pressed a button. Then leaned back and let the desk slave continue with its work on his cock.
Meanwhile down in the Transformation Chamber, another door opened up and a set of glasses popped out and put themselves over Guard 99’s eyes. Then another arm came out and put a set of earphones right on the ears. As that was done, a scanner took final measurements of Guard 99 and began to manufacture the requested garments.