Short Stories 06

By Eckie

Eckie, aka Bondagfan has been writing stories for many years and many delighted readers have been enjoying his stories on his website. This book is the sixth of a series and includes the following: The Drone (or Slave to a Machine) Welcome to the Club A Weekend in the Box A Tourist is Visiting True Slavery The Robot The Fair Unforseen Ending

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Jun 11, 2014
• ISBN: 9781291914542

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Short Stories 06

Short Stories 06

Copyright Bound Editions 2014.

ISBN: 978-1-291-91454-2

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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.

The Drone (or Slave to a Machine)

Part 1

One of those evenings out at the weekend where I decided to actually go home early, not having found any interesting people out there in the bars. I anyway always have some sort of problem finding the right guys, the one into the same kinks I am and are not just looking for a quick shag in the darkroom. So I went home, already having in mind that I might just do myself some good this night again  at the end it was still early.

Back home I decided to get myself dressed up nicely all in rubber and more  and... As personal kick  hidden underneath street clothing, so no one would guess when I walk through the city later then .

Quite long time ago I managed to find some professional make-up-artist, who not only was gay and into rubber, but as well did not ask too many questions about my request. I got him to make a realistic mask of my face  like a second skin, and additionally also some skin-like gloves  both of which looked fantastically real. Normally it would not make much sense to have my own face as mask and my own hands as gloves, but for my many nightly walks as I planned one tonight, they were just what I needed.

First I got undressed and then started getting stuff together for tonights walk. Starting with a plug  well lubed I shoved it up my ass, getting a hard-on from the nice feeling up my butt, knowing Ill have to keep it in anyway until I return home later. Next I took my cb2000 and locked my dick in it  it is always nice to walk in such horny outfit with the additional self-inflicted troubles of having problems to get hard then too  I always loved chastity a lot, unfortunately never found a partner who was into it as much as I was  it is much more interesting to get locked inside instead of locking yourself.

To keep the plug and cover the cb200 now I put on a very thick rubbershort  about 1mm thick rubber, it will not break and keep all nice tight and snug in its place. Now I took out the one-piece rubbersuit I got long time ago for myself  it has attached gloves, socks and an attached open face hood. The zip was on the backside, from the crotch to the top of the shoulders. I lubed up well and got my legs in first  smoothened the rubber and proceeded up the chest, sliding my arms in the lubes sleeves till my fingers fitted well in the gloves, again smoothing all rubber on the body  the suit was made to fit so there were no wrinkles at all once I got in completely. My head slipping inside the open face hood and finally closing the zip on the back  tight snug fit  head to toe in rubber, only the face still visible.

At first I wanted to order a suit with a full closed hood attached, but for my plans it would have been not such a good idea, so I went with the open face hood. It has to be interesting for me of course, so next I pulled the hood back off my head and took some black duct tape  wrapping it tightly around my mouth  all around the head, also in the other direction then over the jaws to the top of the head  making it quite impossible to open my jaws and get any other noise than some mumbling out by now. Being done with this effective gag I pulled back the hood over my head. Already less real skin was visible by now.

Now for the hiding all underneath street clothing  I took out the life-like mask I had from my own face and pulled it carefully over my head. It was a mask down including the neck  so actually my complete head and neck was skin-colored once I am finished with it. I took the needed glue and makeup to fix the mask proper on my head and neck, 20 minutes work and no one will detect that underneath is a rubbered and gagged head  in the dark for sure it look perfectly like my own face and skin. Done with the head I took the skin-like gloves and pulled them just as well and careful over my rubber gloved hands.

Once done I was ready to cover up the rest of my rubbered body. Some thin socks to protect the rubbersocks, a polo-shirt, buttoned up to the top, covering the upper body, some camouflage pants, tall boots laced up and a bomberjacket added. I looked just like so many others out there in the scene tonight, nothing special, but all covered up underneath only I knew is a head to toe rubbered, plugged, chastised and even gagged guy  I get hard looking in the mirror  not from seeing that ordinary guy, but knowing whats hidden under it  and of course got back to reality when the chastity caused pain to my raging hard-on . I need to cool down a bit there before going out  I would have a terribly strange walk otherwise on the street.

I packed my wallet, my usual stuff in the pockets and left the house. Id take a walk to the center, it isn’t that far, maybe 15 minutes walk and at this time of the night there is not too many people out there in my area, it’ll get more when I get closer to the center  but thats what I enjoyed then anyway  to see those people looking at me not knowing what is hidden there.

I reached center and kept walking through the streets there, many eyes looking at me as it is quite typical in the area of the scene-bars  all people always checkout the others  and several times I had to stop and try to sort of lean relaxed on the wall while I had a painful hard-on and needed to wait for it to get back before being able to walk again normally .

I even went inside some of the bars there, the barmen know me so I didn’t have to order a drink but they just gave my typical drink already when I came to the bar  of course I wasn’t able to drink, but in the crowd no one noticed that I left the full bottle in the corner when I went out again . It was great to be in the crowds, knowing no one is aware of my secret play.

It got later now and I thought it being enough for the evening and decided to head home again for tonight  it was fun as all times when I do this... but not only did I sweat like hell and needed something to drink, I also was horny as hell and needed to get some relief later at home then.

Shortly after being out of the center there were only few, some parts even no people at all on the streets anymore I didn’t check the time, but with no people around it probably was very late anyway  The last part of my walk I would probably be all on my own on the street  not really good for my nightly hiding play, but I was going towards the end anyway so didn’t care much.

Out of nothing suddenly I fell, someone has thrown me to the ground from the back  I quickly turned around but already a guy was forcing his bodyweight on mine, keeping me down on the ground, in his hand a gun pointing it right in my face. He was wearing some baklava and dark clothing, with the dark surroundings here in this place not much to recognize of him. He said: Hey faggot, got a surprise for you, gimme your wallet, I think it fits better in my own pocket and don’t you dare shouting or I’ll kill ya! Some stupid burglar, I never thought that could happen to me, never though it could happen here in this neighborhood  but here I was on the ground staring in that guns cannon. He grabbed around my jacket pockets but my wallet was as usual in the side pockets of the camouflages so he didn’t find it quickly. where the fuck is your wallet, you faggot he asked, but how would I answer, gagged under my mask. Even that guy hasn’t noticed yet. Because I did not answer he slapped my face hard repeating his question, but then suddenly: ey, whats that, that doesn’t feel like real skin and he touched my face again more careful  just to find that it is some rubbermask ... a close look and he found the seam to pull it off my head.

What the fuck do I have here then he said  pulling off the mask completely now and giving him free view on this rubbered and taped head. Not just a faggot, also a pervert  I think I really should have my go with you, looks like you are up for some play here, faggot He continued going through all pockets and found of course the wallet, but as well my handcuffs  I have the habit of always going out in the scene with a pair of cuffs  I used to say you never know well this time it wasn’t any advantage at all to have them with me.

Look here he said holding the cuffs in front of my face you really are a pervert, man  I guess Ill teach you .. Turn around, faggot he still had the gun all time pointed at me, I didn’t really have much choice anyway, so turned around, he took my hands on the back and cuffed them with my own handcuffs. Then he ordered me to stand up, he pulled the jacket over my head so I could no longer see and was leading me away from the street. I knew he still got that gun on me so thought it will be wise to just let him have his way and hope to be out of this situation quickly it was embarrassing enough that he detected the rubber and gag under my mask  I hope he doesn’t know much to do with such kinks and will jut have some fun before letting off me  at the end he already got my wallet and theres not much more I have on me.

We stopped and he obviously opened the trunk of a car and immediately pushed me inside. I fell hard and got rather frightened by now, going somewhere else makes this definitely not a quick fun play for him, but rather serious now, I could only hope that playing along will make things bearable for me.

After quite some driving, first normal street, at the end quite rough roads the car stopped, the trunk opened and he shifted me out of the trunk, the jacket was no longer on my head so I could see that we were somewhere in the middle of some woods, I had no idea where  He pushed me forward and told me to walk on  so I did, a few minutes walking and I suddenly saw some concrete wall with a heavy metal door which was open. It looked like an old bunker or something similar. He pushed me inside, he had a flashlight with him and told me to go where the light points. He was leading me deeper inside that bunker  and old dirty war bunker I guessed, abandoned, it looks like nobody has been inside here for years. We ended in a room without further doors, no windows, plain concrete walls, floor and ceiling, several pipes around the walls  probably water or heating if that ever has been here inside, lots of dirt and what looked like old papers, wood, maybe the reminders of some old furniture, nothing recognizable so far.

He pushed me to a wall, unlocked the handcuffs and ordered me to take off all my street clothes  still no choice for me so I took them all of, and revealed a head to toe rubbered body  he seemed surprised too but said: getting more and more interesting with you faggot, you really are a pervert  I think I know someone who will like to have fun with you.

That didn’t sound too good to me at the beginning, but maybe he referred to some friend of his who likes rubber as well, that would make things more or less a kinky game from here on and no longer a robbery. But he didn’t say anything further. As soon as I had taken off my street clothes he told me to go over to the corner where he pointed the flashlight, turn around there and then he cuffed my hands on my back again, but this time around one of the larger pipes that was there. I definitely would neither go anywhere, nor get my gag or rubber off so quickly. He collected all my clothes and left the room. I was thinking about trying to shout, But then again  still heavily taped and deep inside an abandoned bunker  I doubt even without gag anyone would hear me at all  god knows when the last living person passed anywhere near this bunker.

After somewhat 20 minutes I heard steps again and someone coming closer. I looked extremely surprised when he entered the room  he did not longer wear his baklava, but when he pointed the flashlight into his face he asked: now what do you think, I guess I make a perfect you here and he grinned. He not only was wearing all my street clothes, he also used my mask on himself, it wasn’t a perfect fit and not perfectly covered seam, but in the dark he sure gets away with looking just like me, anyone seeing him now would swear it is me standing there.

I would have wanted to ask whats going on, but besides some hmmmpfing nothing else came off me. He continued grinning and said: Got your address, keys, your looks  I guess I can just walk inside your house right now and if someone watches he will think it is you returning home  that gives me the possibility to freely check out if theres anything useful at your house  cya later faggot .. and he turned around again and left.

I would never have thought about someone abusing that mask to impersonate me, my only thoughts all time was about my hiding games  but now he was right  he could just walk freely into my house and do what he wants, in case anyone sees him, they will just think it is me. What started as some horny hiding game earlier, now becomes some nightmare  I will be completely robbed, I am kidnapped and locked up here, with him impersonating me no one will even know I did not come home  and who knows what he might have in mind later  I don’t think he will let me just go later.

Part 2

Time passed and I got more and more tired, even managed to sit down cuffed as I was and get some little sleep  Inside here it was not possible to know what time it was or if it is day or night, there was not the slightest bit of sunshine getting that deep inside this bunker.

Having slept partially I could not say how much time has passed, but at some point I again heard steps coming closer... and my robber was back  now wearing leatherpants, jacket, boots  and I thought to recognize they were mine as well, he must have gone through my stuff in my house and took them, but he still was wearing my mask, this time it looked actually better done, he must have found also the makeup to fix it proper  right now I would have sworn myself it is me standing there opposite of me.

Well, you faggot didn’t really have much value at home, got your electronics and computers together, they will make at least some money, also found some of your clothes I like, so will keep them  they seem to fit nicely on me as you can see.

I met your neighbors and said hi to them, seems they bought it and did not find out it isn’t you that was in the house  I guess Ill keep that mask for a while and organize some more in your name  I am sure at your bank or with your credit cards I will get some more values for me, your ID card matches my looks now, so I wont have troubles he grinned and all I could do is think that he is absolutely right, he looked identical with me so will not have any troubles acting as myself as long as he does not bump into someone who knows me in person and asks questions.

He continued: As long as I run around as you, nobody will suspect you missing, so don’t even think about getting out of here so soon, and nobody will come and search or look, as you are still all around the town at the moment  and again I thought he’s right, nobody will miss me before Monday at work, and with him being seen all over town it will look like I am just around, so nothing wrong, no search, no nothing, I am doomed here at the moment. Totally at his mercy  and being that long plugged and rubbered already feeling very itchy, sore, not too well inside my coverage but so far he hasn’t made any attempts to do anything with me, all he is interested in is the money and valuables so maybe after he’s robbed all he can he might just let me go.

Suddenly though I heard again steps coming closer, and as he did not worry about it I assumed he knew someone else was coming  I would have been surprised anyway to see some other unknown people suddenly finding this bunker, it wasn’t visited by any human in the near past as it looked like.

From the dark into the light of the flash cam a man dressed all in leather too, about 50 years I was guessing, he wasn’t masked so did obviously not mind me seeing his face. He was strong built and looked at me now with a grin on his face  an evil grin, that did not look very good to me... though I thought if he’s into the same kink as I am, maybe it will be just a good session now to come  but seeing that grin I was suddenly not sure about that anymore.

He checked on the tape over my mouth, stroked the rubber over my body, checked on the dick and grinned even wider when he felt the cb2000 there, his hand then checking my back and feeling the plug there, giving it some pushing to make