Fetish + BDSM Fiction

From inside the rubber suit by MC Despite the thickness of rubber around my head, I can hear ; I hear all my body noises, my heart, my bowels, invaded by the thick rubber pipe that they have inserted into them ; i can breath only through the nose tubes ; I cannot see anything under the double thickness of my rubber blindfold and of my rubber hood ; My mouth is wide open, and I know that I will no longer have the possibility to shut it : my jaws are blocked by the rubber gag that fills what was my mouth , and by the steel straps of the harness that encircles my head ; anyway, whether it is open or close, my mouth is useless to me : my teeth and my tongue have been removed ; only the gag with the rubber pipe that goes down into my stomach fill the hole that my captors have made of my mouth ; now that the gums and stumbs have healed, i do not feel much pain, but the pipe inside my troat burns it ; it will never be removed. My nose is hitching : mecanichally, I try to raise my rubber cover...

Chapter 1 I had been talking to Master for a little more than a year when I finally agreed to meet Him for "inspection." Master had gradually seduced me over the course of that year, until I had reached the point where I could think of nothing but Him and being His slave. At this point He knew I was His. My hesitation and fear only turned Him on more. It had started several years ago when I became obsessed with the idea of what I considered true slavery - no escape, no pleasure allowed, a lifetime devoted to my degradation for the pleasure of a sick and sadistic Master. For some reason this idea turned me on more than any other. In this fantasy I would never be allowed to be turned on again, and the thought of this only made me harder. I began to scour the internet for just such a Master. Part of me thought that it was just a fantasy, and that I would never go through with it. I was subconciously seeking the Master who would make me do it, and then never let me leave....

PART 1 The sound of my master's motorcycle woke me out of a sound sleep, if you can be in a sound sleep being 5'10" curled up in a dog cage. First a little about me, I am a 28 year old 5'10" white guy brown hair blue eyes 160 pounds which is really a tight fit in this dog cage. My name use to be Chris (name withheld) and is now shitpig, fuck face or my Master's favorite shit eating faggot. i graduated with a degree in Business Administration from a small Catholic college in Indiana 7 years ago. Everyone thought i had such a bright future and if they could only see me now, living in a dog cage, completely shaved, a big ring through my nose and almost completely tattooed from head to toe living as my Master's cock sucking, piss drinking, ass licking, shit eating, toilet torture slave. Tonight is to be my final act of contrition to my Master's will and seal my fate with no turning back and no chance of freedom again, not that i want it. What was once my f...