Short Stories 02

By Eckie

Eckie, aka Bondagfan has been writing stories for many years.

This book, the second in a series celebrates some of his most successful stories including:
A Job For Life
Visiting The Fair
Self Bondage - Not Always Ends How You Expect
A Human Fucking Machine
The Auction
Rolling The Dices

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: May 19, 2014
• ISBN: 9781291882056

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Short Stories 02

Short Stories 02

Copyright Bound Editions 2014.

ISBN: 978-1-291-88205-6

No unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is allowed. It is an offence to do so. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written permission from the publisher or author.

This book contains works of fiction. It concerns characters in situations of a fetish, BDSM, gay, sexual, kinky and adult nature. If any of these situations are not for you, or you are not of an age where under local law you are permitted to read such material, please don't go any further or read beyond this point.

All names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Under no circumstances should you attempt to repeat the situations depicted in the contents of this book. They are works of fiction. The contents are presented here as acts of fantasy only.

A Job For Life

It was all dark around me when I came to, I had to concentrate to get a grip around my situation, where was I now, why couldn't I move, why was it all dark around me, why did any attempt to shout out fail as well now. I almost panicked but got myself calmed down to a state where I could think about it more clear.

What was the last I remembered, I had to concentrate, still things were a bit blurry in my mind, I must have been drugged, I could not explain it any other than that. But then it came slowly back to me, the shop ... that was the place it happened.

I was new in town, just moved here from a small town in the middle of nowhere, jobless, no strings, about to get kicked out of my flat, I hoped to find at least some work here in the big city. I managed to find a rotten hole they called a room, but it was cheap enough to at least pay the first week in advance, and the coming weeks I managed to get just enough money together by cruising all markets, shops, warehouses and whatever else I could find asking for some temp work, enough to pay the room and get some food, but that was all, not really calling it an enhancement to my previous situation, yet I still hoped to find some work that could have me enjoy my days a little more than it did currently.

I read in a newspaper I grabbed from a bench where someone had left it some ads, one of them looking for some help in a store, basic works like filling the stock and shelves, cleaning and other errands, nothing difficult, but it promised steady work for a young independent guy, long work hours were mentioned, so not too many obligations elsewhere was one of the requirements.

I was sure able to fulfill those requirements and hoped that I would not be too late when showing up there asking to this job, anything steady, anything would be better than to hunt every day for some income.

I went to that given address right away, just in case the job was still available I would not want anybody else to come and ask before I did. It was way out in the suburbs and when I finally reached the address I found it to be a small shop, a window display next to the door and it's content was a slight surprise, it did not mention in the ad what sort shop it was, but the display was clear, two mannequins inside the window all dressed up with fetish, harness, rubber, leather, and several other SM toys laid out in the display around them.

If that was the shop to work for, I would be happy to, I always had strong interest in these fetishes, never able to afford anything, but in the occasional plays I had experienced in the past I got to try out the one or other item and loved each of them. No matter what the job will be like, just to work around all that stuff will be fantastic I thought to myself and entered the shop.

Inside to my surprise it was a lot larger than one could imagine from the outside. Large shelves everywhere, the store room itself huge, many various displays of large and small toys everywhere, my heart started beating like hell and I had troubles to keep my dick down, I was fascinated.

Fro behind the counter a man suddenly showed up, tall, muscular, in his forties probably, but a gorgeous body to look at.

He asked if he could help me and I replied that I had read the ad in the newspaper and wondered if the job was still available. He looked at me from top to bottom, probably thinking if I was ok for it before telling me that he still had one position to fill.

He asked if I knew what it was about and I more or less repeated what was written in the ad about the job. He smiled and said that in general that was it indeed and if I would think fit for that sort job, it was long hours and I would sometimes even have to stay overnight in the shop if the workload demanded it, so not just an easygoing nothing, but something for someone dedicated and without lots strings to care for.

Payment would be appropriate to the work and if needed there was also accommodation available, in fact they would prefer someone to use this accommodation in order to be close and available at all times when needed.

I was relieved to hear the job was still there and agreed immediately with all conditions, whichever they were, as long as I could hope for a steady job. Also I told him that accommodation would suit me very well, since my current 'room' was not worth keeping and also on the other side of town. I told him I was just moved from a small town far away and had not yet settled where I was, nothing to keep me there and no one to miss me there.

He smiled as well back to me then and said it seems we can get to an agreement and would show me around first. He told me to follow him and while just mentioning briefly the current showroom being the main, but not largest area we went through a door in the back I had not noticed before further back into the shop.

Another impressive room was there, full with all sorts of rubber and leather clothing, one side full with straitjackets and sleep sacks, in the middle of the room two large cages on display and at the end another door leading to even another room. In there no clothes but only tools and furniture was displayed, all kinds of stocks, shackles, steel devices, benches, whatever a hungry heart as mine could ever imagine, it was there right in front of my nose.

We went back to the showroom and behind the counter through another door, some stairs leading downstairs, he told me the storage rooms were down there. The room down there must have been as big as the three rooms upstairs, full of shelves and each of those full with boxes, all neatly labeled, he explained briefly the system they were sorted in, in order to keep fast availability when something needed to be found. At the very end of that room I could see another door between the shelves, but he did not mention it and on my question about it he just said that is private area and only for staff, so once we made our contract, I would see that room anyway as well.

We went back upstairs and he showed me the order in which the showroom was decorated, how it will have to be stocked up each night after closing time, explained some basic rules how to deal with the good, also lead me to the window display telling me it would every evening need special care to make sure it was perfect each day at opening times, the decorating itself was done by him, the cleaning was to be done by me if I accepted the job, just like all other cleaning around the shop would be my task. Especially since during daytime they would not want much cleaning or filling of the shelves done, it would often mean night hours after closing to be worked at, hence long work time and potential availability at all times when needed.

I would also get chance to become part of the staff within the shop, some preparations would be needed, but if I would agree I could quickly get taught what I needed to be part of the daily business in the shop.

I smiled, thinking of all the horny stuff I would have to deal with on every day basis in this job and of course told him that I would really enjoy working for him there and neither the hours nor anything else would be any trouble to me. He reached out his hand to me with a smile and said that we have a deal then.

I shook his hand and said yes to his offer to get to the office and make the contract. It was a very simple contract he said, just the general rules complying with current state laws, a lot of blah-blah that is officially needed in contracts, so if I wanted I could bother reading through it or just accept it as is. He explained that room and board are included and my salary would be depending on the hours I actually worked, nothing specific so I decided to just sign it.

He told me I could go back to my room and grab my stuff and come back right after so that he could show me my room and I could then start working the same evening - I thought it could not have been better, a job I will definitely enjoy, finally a decent room and place to stay and if I could as he said become art of the staff running the shop later on, nothing better to want at this time.

I said good bye to him and that I would be back in about 3 hours, he said the shop would then be closed, but I should just ring the bell on the backside of the building he would then let me in.

I returned to my current place and quickly grabbed my stuff together, not that it was very much, at the end it all fitted in just one large duffel bag, just the usual clothes one had and no other items I owned anyway. I told the landlord that I would not return and since the paid week was over anyway the next day, we were even. Then I left and smiled on my way back to the shop, at least it turned out to be a good decision to have come here after all.

When I arrived the shop was indeed already closed, the lights were dark, and so as I was told I went around the building and found the back entrance and rang the bell. It just took a few moments before I heard the buzzer of the door and once entered heard him shout to come upstairs one floor where he was.

I entered the apartment at the first floor then and found him sitting right in the room there at his desk; it seemed his office, but several other doors as well leading elsewhere. He told me it was his office and apartment and also one of the rooms in the back would be mine for the duration of my work here.

I told him again that I was sure to enjoy the job and was hoping to stay here for a long time, if he was satisfied with my work. He laughed and joked that he can make it a lifetime job for me if I was doing well with what he had planned for me. I did not notice that moment, but he obviously mentioned already having something special in mind, but I just did not realize that moment.

He took me to one of the back rooms, a small simple room, but clean, with a bed, desk, chair, a small TV and a small closet inside, he said it is not much but probably better than most rooms you rent in the city, I could only agree, it was compared to my prior room a palace. He told me to pack my stuff away and then come back to the kitchen in the next room to have some food with him, then we can discuss the work.

I quickly had my few items stuffed inside the closet and joined him in the kitchen - he already had prepared some food there and told me to sit down and enjoy. Having had no real money the past few weeks it was a delicious dinner to me and I eagerly had it all down quickly, noticing his smile while watching me. When we were finished he told me that I could start right away clearing up the shop, while he would as well help me filling the shelves proper again so that I would know for the future where to find whatever I needed.

I followed him downstairs and after showing me all tools needed to clean up I started right away, making sure I put the proper effort into it to show him that I was a good worker and worth being kept. With his help we refilled the shelves where needed and he explained more about the whereabouts of everything and I paid good attention, so that I would not have to ask too much the coming days.

With his help everything was done within two hours and we went back upstairs, sitting again in the kitchen where he offered me a beer. During that he told me that I had shown good attitude for the first few hours and that - if I wanted - I could even assist a little in the shop the next day already, help packing goods that were bought by customers, help carrying stuff from downstairs up stairs when needed, help putting goods back into the shelves when customers had taken to view them and so on, no sales work, just helping hands here and there. I would probably not be too bus, just be required to be present and watch out for his signs to give a hand when needed. I told him I would love to do that, but he immediately interrupted me, telling me that people working with him there would have to wear some sort uniform, provided by him, but required to wear it during opening times.

I was curious of course and asked what it would be and he just said that he requires me to be head to toe dressed in some of his stock, not only helping out but as well displaying it in action to customers then. If I was ok with that, I could start in the shop at 11.00 am sharp, get dressed proper and then be in the shop during daytime. I was getting almost hard by listening to wearing things out of his stock; every single item I had seen today was a dream to me, and having to wear it without having to buy it sounded like heaven to me.

He told me to make sure I was proper rested for the work, but could do the rest of the evening of course what I wanted, I decided to get back to my new room and watch a little TV, but to get to sleep early, so that I would be definitely well rested for my first day, I wanted to impress him the next day too, making sure he will want to keep me working for him.

The night was a good sleep, I had not had such comfortable bed for long time, so it was just a few minutes to fall asleep and when I woke up it was 9.00 am. I thought it was a good time to get some coffee and have enough time to get ready for my first day in the shop.

I had a long shower and when I came out of it smelled some coffee from the kitchen, while having a peek inside the door I saw him sit there already, telling me to join him. I told him I wanted to get dressed first, but he waved off, I would get dressed for the shop soon anyway, no need for that right now. I kept my towel wrapped aorund my hip and sat down with him. It was again for the first time in some while that I had a real decent breakfast and an actually good coffee; I really hit the jackpot here with this job I thought to myself.

It was about 10.30 when he said he would go downstairs and get the shop ready for opening, and if I was ok I could join him and get dressed up already. Of course I was ready and had trouble hiding my upcoming hard on, thinking of being allowed soon into some of those great stuff downstairs, so just followed him.

Once in the showroom he asked me if I had worn such clothes before and if I also had ever tried out the one or other toy there was in the shop, I told him that I had a few experiences, not much though, but enjoyed them a lot so actually looked forward to whatever he seemed fit as work uniform to me.

He grinned and said I could regret to agree so quickly to anything, but I just laughed and said whatever you decide will be my fun. He then looked serious and asked with a serious voice if I meant it, and after I nodded he said it will be fun for him too. First we went to the collection of plugs and dildos and he then asked me if I had ever played with these and I told him that I was not really used to anything up my ass, but would definitely want to give it a try, just he should not overdo it with the sizes, pointing at some of the really extreme sized plugs there on the shelf.

He laughed and took a smaller one, something between small and medium and said we could try that one; it looked ok at first to me, but said we will have to see how well it works. He grabbed a bottle of lube and put lots of it on to that plug, asking me if I wanted to do it myself or needed help, I told him I would like to try myself and with some twisting of my body - which caused a smile on his face - I tried inserting the plug into my ass. It took several minutes, some pain at first, but slowly managing it up the ass until it settled proper in its place.

He laughed but asked if I thought it was ok, it would have to stay in al until closing time, I walked a few steps, getting aroused by the strange feeling up my butt, but told him I would manage, it actually felt so good that my dick grew visible hard. He just smiled, not mentioning that, but I knew he'd noticed.

Next we went towards the rubber suits, a whole lot hanging there on the shelves, and he judged my body before grabbing one out of the lot. He said that should fit well and even though it seemed small to me I assumed he knew better. He said it was time to get rid of that towel and him helping me getting lubed up to easier get inside that suit. I could see it had socks, gloves attached and a hood was dangling in front of it as well.

It was by now impossible to hide that hard on of mine, but he calmed me by telling me it is not the first one he had seen and many customers even react the same when trying on items in the shop. So I dropped the towel, he gave me some lube to cover my front and legs while he did my back all the way down the ass, thighs to the ankles. It was a very strange feeling to cover yourself in that slimy stuff, but I knew it was helpful when putting on rubber, at least the few smaller rubber parts I had worn in the past. I never was able to get inside a full suit, so this was more than just a horny occasion to me.

He helped me then to get my feet inside the suit, smoothen all wrinkles after pulling it up to my waste, then only I saw the extra sheet for the cock and the balls attached to it and he told me to get my dick and balls settled in there before continuing. Once they were in he helped me pull the suit further up, get my arms into the sleeves, my fingers into the attached gloves and finally pulling it over my shoulders, the hood still