you are walking around the gay district in your city, just back home after a night out at the rubber club
i'm tired and yawning, rubber bike jacket slung over my shoulder, wearing rubber bike jeans and bike boots with a steel plate on the shin
you see a new shop where there use to be a disco that closed some time ago. It's called The Workshop. You can only see the name written in white letters and a big black door... it shines like rubber and catches you attention
i wander over to have a closer look
you can see it's black polished rubber. It has a little opening, you can read, OPEN in it
"open at this time?" i think "ah, what the hell" i give the door a push to see if it's really open
Read more!It opens easily, you can see a little corridor that heads to another steel door
i stride down the corridor and push at the steel door
you can hear the back door close... it sound heavy, very heavy. The steel door opens and you find yourself in a nice shop
It looks like a regular clothing store
but everything is rubber
you can find every rubber item you know
and some you don't
"nice" i think. i start to wander around and have a look at the gear
you can see all the gear it's very high quality and of great manufacture. Strong seams, nice shine, and not so expensive!
i start to browse in earnest, picking up some pieces and trying to decide what to buy
suddenly you hear a deep voice in your back "My I help you?". You turn to see a big hairy hunk. He's wearing a rubber vest and very revealing rubber jeans. He also wears bicep armbands tight around his big muscles. He's barefoot and has a nice beard.
"wow" i think as i don't often find someone bigger than me. i find myself adopting a submissive attitude automatically and i try to fight it "umm, well, just looking actually. you have some great stuff here, Sir...I mean, it's a great shop, isnt it?"
the man laughs at your submissive attitude. "Well thank you boy. Let's see what you have there"
It looks at what you've taken from the shop
"boy? no, umm, no not me - i'm a top" i splutter as he looks at the items i'm carrying
he laughs again and slaps you in the back. "I know brother, I know, just teasing you" he laughs again. He's voice is so deep and masculine.
let's see...
"mmm, i can see you like boots"
"the ones you chosed are good ones"
"thanks - yeah i love a good pair of boots"
"and a pair of wrist cuffs... nice... for your boy I assume"
i look at the cuffs in shock as i hadn't realised i'd picked them up. "well, yes...of course" i blush bright red
"yeah, you must be a good master"
"oh, and I can see you took a pair of our S&M collars too". He looks at the pair of rubber collars you have, one reads MASTER and the other one SLAVE
"they are great quality!"
i blush again - i really hadn't meant to pick them up." umm, yes they looked so good i had to get them"
"that's great, let me handle the items while you pick up a couple more" He takes them from you. "I'll wait you in the changing room, so you can try them on and see how the feel. Ok?"
"sure, thank" confused and definitely aroused, i grab a few more things without thinking and head over to the changing room
"Show me does items. What did you take?"
"nothing much, just.." i trail off and blush as i realise i'm holding a piss hood and a pair of chaps with a bright yellow stripe
"those are very nice! Come on in here, and try them on. Come, I'll help you out of your clothes"
"umm, no, they're not...." as he pulls me in a final item drops to the floor - a pair of rubber fist mitts
The big guy takes your rubber clothes off like a professiona undresser, leaving you naked in the blink of an eye. When you realize what happened he's holding the chaps in front of you. "Come on jump in"
i'm already naked, so it's better than nothing so I step into teh chaps, shivering as the cold rubber caresses my muscled legs
"so good!" He goes on his knees and lifts one of your feet putting it inside the boot
i feel my cock rising as the heavy boots go over my feet
he laces them up and you can hear a strap sound as he locks them.
"Very nice!!"
i look down and realise he has laced the knee high boots with yellow laces. i hadn't spotted the locking strap "oh,, i think those are meant for subs aren't they?"
"just extra security bro!"
"good. Now try on this cuffs, you'll see how confortable your boy will be!!"
"well, OK, just to check"
"sure, put them on. I'll out you the collar on while you do" You are focused on the cuffs as he straps the collar on you. When you look up you can see SLAVE across your neck.
Surprisingly he has the MASTER one on
"hey, no, i wanted the other one" i reach up to undo the collar
You don't find the opening. "Oh, sure! Let me help you, it's a little tricky, you don't want the boy to take it off" You can see him helping you as you continue touching the back of the neck, you can suddenly feel rubber around your hands and hear two CLICKS.
You have mitten hands now
"HEY! no i don't want this shit. get these off me"
"Hey, you need to try it so you can see how it looks in a boy! Look at you!" You see yourself in the mirro, looking like a hot muscled rubber SLAVE
i see my cock jump as i look at myself. i flex, making my chest swell and my biceps rise. the look of that hairy muscle against the slave rubber is turning me on
"Ok, I admit it - it looks good - i'll take it"
"Sure, just... see, bend your knees, you'll see how confortable the rubber chaps are!!"
i bend slightly, feeling the rubber tighten and grip my muscled thighs and calves
As you do you can feel the mittens are attracted to the boots like a magnet, suddenly your wrists are glued to your ankles
i grunt and try to pull free, the movement making me fall forward onto my knees "OW! hey some help here?"
"Sure!" The guy helps you and he puts you with your back at the floor
"Do you like that feature bro?"
*grunt* "it's certainly unexpected - now, that i've seen it, let me out would you?"
"you still need to try the hood on!!"
"NO. no need for that, mate"
He puts your hood on, a gag fills your mouth and you cannot see anymore
where do i put the javascript?
(uups)
"MPHHH!" i shake my head, trying to get the hood off, my muscles flexing against the restraints to try and pull free.
you can feel the rubber sleeve of the hood going on your cock
"come on bro, do you want to try it?"
i groan at the feel on my erect and leaking cock and shake my head "MPPPPPP!!""
"I bet you drinked a lot tonight, so I'll let you here so you can do whatever you want, just call me when you are done!!"
Silence
i lie there helpless, trying to shout, trying to prevent myself pissing., in the end, it's too much and i feel my bladder releasing
When you finally stop you can feel your cuffs being released and your mittens taken off.
You take off your hood just to see the shop owner looking at you with a big smile. "How was that??"
i lever myself to my knees, put my hands behind my back and bow my head
"great, Master"
"Good boy. I'll be waiting for you in the counter boy." he take's the collar on his neck and put's it in a nice rubber basket. "Bring the items you are buying"
i grab everything and head to the counter, still wearing chaps, boots, cuffs and collar
He put's the new items and your old clothes in a nice brandless brown bag. He takes your wallet out of your rubber jeans. "Cash or credit?"
"credit, Master - oh one sec." i head back to the stacks and grab a yellow rubber jockstrap and a black rubber short with a yellow stripe and the words "PISS PIG" on the back. "i'll need these as well, Master"
"Good Boy, Put them on while i make the pay with your card" The shop owner does the paying as you wear your new clothing
He handles you a big brown bag with all you bought and you old clothes
"This is a gift from the house" He puts a DVD case in the bag, you can see it has a pic of you tied down in the cover.
"Please, come back anytime, boy"
mm very horny!
You finally go out of the shop in a PISS PIG rubber short, yellow striped rubber chaps, cuffs, boots and SLAVE collar.
The shop owner goes back at the changing room to clean up the things while you are on your way home. "Well... another satisfied customer!"
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The Workshop Part I
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