Decided to post this story that I wrote for another forum. Hope you guys like it.
This is my first story, so please don't be too harsh. It may be a little extreme for some, so don't check it if you don't like forced scenarios. Also... this really is my fantasy, so if it turns you on and you want to chat, then leave me a message
I am house-sitting for family at our cabin in the woods when I happen to stumble across a picture in my e-mail. I am a fairly trusting person so I open it to see a fairly disturbing picture. It is of two men clad head to toe is shiny rubber standing next to a third one hanging between them with some sort of rubber noose around his neck. He looks like a rubber (sex) doll with his mouth agape and only latex as far as the eye can see. Though I am disturbed by the picture, I cannot look away. The hanging rubber man has his penis sheathed in rubber as well. It is limp though and for some reason, it looks as though his balls are missing. I look again at his rubber mouth and can see what looks like a rubber marbel sack in it with two large bulges in it. I find this picture extremely odd. After all, I do not look at porn or anything, and especially not gay porn. The only experience I have of sex is the church seminars which assure me that it is evil to even touch oneself before marriage. Yet this photo is making me tingle a bit in my pants. Though they are wearing shiny latex masks covering their entire faces, I can tell that the two rubbermen on the hanging mans side are proud of their "catch". They both have one hand on the mans shoulder and the other by their sides while looking at the camera. Its almost like this hanging man is a fish that they caught that day or something. I am arroused by this. It is the first porn I have ever seen. "Is this what sex is about?" I wonder. "No, it can't be. Those are clearly men on either side of the hanging man". I feel like I should report this picture but I can't for some reason. I just want to see it again.
The next day I open my e-mail again and see a new picture. This one is the view of the hanging man from the back. His fully rubber covered hands hang limp at his side. In between his rubber clad asscheeks is what seems to be a hose leading to a hand pump. It all looks very strange to me. What are they pumping air into him for? At the bottom of the picture I see some kind of logo. It looks like the words rubber and rapers mushed together. I have read about rape before but only in the paper. I never really thought about it though. Its one of those things that never happens to the people I am in touch with so I don't really care about it. Again I find this picture fascinating and study it for hours, all the while with a familiar tingle in my pants.
This goes on for weeks. Continual pictures, sometimes of different men. All hanging, all clad in black rubber doll suits. I continually peruse the pictures, but I never even think to touch myself. After all, good christian boys don't do that. Finally one day, a picture comes that has the same idea as the first one. Two rubber men standing on either side of a hanging rubber man with no balls and a limp rubber clad penis. Except while they both have one hand on the mans shoulders, their other hands are no longer at their sides. Instead, they are up and pointing at the camera. At the bottom in pink and black letters is four words. "You have been recruited". I'm wondering what this means, when the door to the cabin busts open and a man clad head to toe in rubber is rushing towards me. My mind explodes in fear but he is on me before I can do anything. He clamps a rag down over my mouth and nose and in the excitement, I am breathing hard. The fumes from the rag overtake me quickly.
As I wake up, the world starts to form around me. I can smell heavy rubber all around. I can barely see. It seems there is a covering of semi-transparent plastic over my eyes. I try to get to my feet, but find that my hands feel funny. I look up and down my arms. They are covered in tight rubber and at the end of each arm is a softball sized round rubber casing. my fingers can move freely inside of it, but cannot seem to bust out of it in any way. As I stand up, my senses gradually come back to me. Enough at least to be able to tell that I am covered from head to toe in rubber. My mouth can't seem to close either. There is some form of rubber ring in it. The rubber of the mask I am in is stretching over my lips and teeth and is attached to the ring. The only opening in this suit is in the middle of the ring (I can tell because my tongue goes through it). I am very hot and am breathing through my mouth like a dog. I look to the side and there are the two rubber men with their arms crossed. I can't tell from their rubber hood covered faces, but I think they are smiling. There are about a dozen little spaced out holes which their mouths are behind, so when they speak, I can hear them clearly.
"Hello slave" the slightly taller one says. I can't comprehend this. What does he mean. I cock my head to the side.
"I feel the need to make this perfectly clear to you slave. We have been watching you for some time. You are the picture of innocence." the shorter one says. "and thus, we are here to pervert you".
"We know that you have almost no knowledge of sex, and that makes us very... very... horny"
"You are going to become our slave this week, and if you are good at it, we will let you go once we are finished. If however, you do not comply... then you will end up like the men in those pictures. Hanging, castrated, and never getting the chance to come before you die"
At this, I hit my knees and put my ball hands together trying to make a prayer. "lees" I beg. "LEES, ON'T OO IS OO EE". I'm trying to say "please don't do this to me", but the ring gag and rubber around my lips makes it very hard. "LEES, JUST LET EE O. I ON'T ELL ANYUN". "LEES" I beg. Tears are running on the inside of my hood. The shorter man walks softly forward. He puts a hand on my shoulder. I look up at him hopefully. Just then he kicks forward into my rubber clad balls. I double over in pain.
He growls "THAT IS THE LAST TIME YOU TALK, SLAVE". I am moaning in pain. He straightens me up. I'm barely standing though, legs involuntary crossing. He looks as though he feels sorry for me, but then rushes forward and puts his knee into my balls hard. I drop in pain again and pass out.
When I wake up, my hands are bound behind me. I am on my back and my side somewhat. I look down and find that I am erect. My penis is in a rubber sheath that is part of the rubber body suit, but my balls are in a separate rubber compartment with a ring between them and my penis. They are still aching terribly. The taller man comes in and starts talking. I am a little hazy still, so I find it hard to discern what he is saying. Then the words start to come into focus "... time you speak out, try to run, or disobey us, we will be harsher and harsher to you and your balls. Every... single... time. And with this, he grabs the ring between my balls and penis and squeezes it. It gets instantly very tight and soon it looks like my penis has a purse of two big rubber marbles dangling from it. My balls are in intense pain. "Now" he says. "This will stay tightened til I get back from our supply truck. It should be about twenty minutes". "Use this time to think about how to serve us, and I will take it off when I get back. You had better be ready slave. Your new name is Pup from now on and you will come to us when we say it. And remember... There are worse things we can do to you Pup. Remember what happened to the men in those pictures!!".
End of Part One...
Part two coming very soon
This is my first story, so please don't be too harsh. It may be a little extreme for some, so don't check it if you don't like forced scenarios. Also... this really is my fantasy, so if it turns you on and you want to chat, then leave me a message
I am house-sitting for family at our cabin in the woods when I happen to stumble across a picture in my e-mail. I am a fairly trusting person so I open it to see a fairly disturbing picture. It is of two men clad head to toe is shiny rubber standing next to a third one hanging between them with some sort of rubber noose around his neck. He looks like a rubber (sex) doll with his mouth agape and only latex as far as the eye can see. Though I am disturbed by the picture, I cannot look away. The hanging rubber man has his penis sheathed in rubber as well. It is limp though and for some reason, it looks as though his balls are missing. I look again at his rubber mouth and can see what looks like a rubber marbel sack in it with two large bulges in it. I find this picture extremely odd. After all, I do not look at porn or anything, and especially not gay porn. The only experience I have of sex is the church seminars which assure me that it is evil to even touch oneself before marriage. Yet this photo is making me tingle a bit in my pants. Though they are wearing shiny latex masks covering their entire faces, I can tell that the two rubbermen on the hanging mans side are proud of their "catch". They both have one hand on the mans shoulder and the other by their sides while looking at the camera. Its almost like this hanging man is a fish that they caught that day or something. I am arroused by this. It is the first porn I have ever seen. "Is this what sex is about?" I wonder. "No, it can't be. Those are clearly men on either side of the hanging man". I feel like I should report this picture but I can't for some reason. I just want to see it again.
The next day I open my e-mail again and see a new picture. This one is the view of the hanging man from the back. His fully rubber covered hands hang limp at his side. In between his rubber clad asscheeks is what seems to be a hose leading to a hand pump. It all looks very strange to me. What are they pumping air into him for? At the bottom of the picture I see some kind of logo. It looks like the words rubber and rapers mushed together. I have read about rape before but only in the paper. I never really thought about it though. Its one of those things that never happens to the people I am in touch with so I don't really care about it. Again I find this picture fascinating and study it for hours, all the while with a familiar tingle in my pants.
This goes on for weeks. Continual pictures, sometimes of different men. All hanging, all clad in black rubber doll suits. I continually peruse the pictures, but I never even think to touch myself. After all, good christian boys don't do that. Finally one day, a picture comes that has the same idea as the first one. Two rubber men standing on either side of a hanging rubber man with no balls and a limp rubber clad penis. Except while they both have one hand on the mans shoulders, their other hands are no longer at their sides. Instead, they are up and pointing at the camera. At the bottom in pink and black letters is four words. "You have been recruited". I'm wondering what this means, when the door to the cabin busts open and a man clad head to toe in rubber is rushing towards me. My mind explodes in fear but he is on me before I can do anything. He clamps a rag down over my mouth and nose and in the excitement, I am breathing hard. The fumes from the rag overtake me quickly.
As I wake up, the world starts to form around me. I can smell heavy rubber all around. I can barely see. It seems there is a covering of semi-transparent plastic over my eyes. I try to get to my feet, but find that my hands feel funny. I look up and down my arms. They are covered in tight rubber and at the end of each arm is a softball sized round rubber casing. my fingers can move freely inside of it, but cannot seem to bust out of it in any way. As I stand up, my senses gradually come back to me. Enough at least to be able to tell that I am covered from head to toe in rubber. My mouth can't seem to close either. There is some form of rubber ring in it. The rubber of the mask I am in is stretching over my lips and teeth and is attached to the ring. The only opening in this suit is in the middle of the ring (I can tell because my tongue goes through it). I am very hot and am breathing through my mouth like a dog. I look to the side and there are the two rubber men with their arms crossed. I can't tell from their rubber hood covered faces, but I think they are smiling. There are about a dozen little spaced out holes which their mouths are behind, so when they speak, I can hear them clearly.
"Hello slave" the slightly taller one says. I can't comprehend this. What does he mean. I cock my head to the side.
"I feel the need to make this perfectly clear to you slave. We have been watching you for some time. You are the picture of innocence." the shorter one says. "and thus, we are here to pervert you".
"We know that you have almost no knowledge of sex, and that makes us very... very... horny"
"You are going to become our slave this week, and if you are good at it, we will let you go once we are finished. If however, you do not comply... then you will end up like the men in those pictures. Hanging, castrated, and never getting the chance to come before you die"
At this, I hit my knees and put my ball hands together trying to make a prayer. "lees" I beg. "LEES, ON'T OO IS OO EE". I'm trying to say "please don't do this to me", but the ring gag and rubber around my lips makes it very hard. "LEES, JUST LET EE O. I ON'T ELL ANYUN". "LEES" I beg. Tears are running on the inside of my hood. The shorter man walks softly forward. He puts a hand on my shoulder. I look up at him hopefully. Just then he kicks forward into my rubber clad balls. I double over in pain.
He growls "THAT IS THE LAST TIME YOU TALK, SLAVE". I am moaning in pain. He straightens me up. I'm barely standing though, legs involuntary crossing. He looks as though he feels sorry for me, but then rushes forward and puts his knee into my balls hard. I drop in pain again and pass out.
When I wake up, my hands are bound behind me. I am on my back and my side somewhat. I look down and find that I am erect. My penis is in a rubber sheath that is part of the rubber body suit, but my balls are in a separate rubber compartment with a ring between them and my penis. They are still aching terribly. The taller man comes in and starts talking. I am a little hazy still, so I find it hard to discern what he is saying. Then the words start to come into focus "... time you speak out, try to run, or disobey us, we will be harsher and harsher to you and your balls. Every... single... time. And with this, he grabs the ring between my balls and penis and squeezes it. It gets instantly very tight and soon it looks like my penis has a purse of two big rubber marbles dangling from it. My balls are in intense pain. "Now" he says. "This will stay tightened til I get back from our supply truck. It should be about twenty minutes". "Use this time to think about how to serve us, and I will take it off when I get back. You had better be ready slave. Your new name is Pup from now on and you will come to us when we say it. And remember... There are worse things we can do to you Pup. Remember what happened to the men in those pictures!!".
End of Part One...
Part two coming very soon
