9. Owain experiences dollhood.
Two nights passed with me back in my service of our Master. On the third, Owain was, as usual, attending us at sunset in the cellar when he suddenly froze.
“Oh!” He gasped. “Wha …?” Shock showed on his face changed as he became a rubber doll, though still clothed.
One of the problems we have when in our rubber form is raising our arms. A user can draw us into a spread-eagle, but if we try we end up looking like we’re trying to make a piece of string become straight. They’re rubbery so don’t have the rigid joints. This can complicate our dressing and undressing. We had to undress Owain as he stood. Fortunately he was wearing a loose tracksuit and slip-ons so the only real problem was the briefs he was wearing—which got ‘hung up’ on his rubber erection.
“Thanks, guys,” he managed as he stared at his rubber hands and the large rubber organ no rearing from his crotch.
“You must have wished for this,” Rob remarked. “The Master doesn’t do anything unless you wish it.”
“Um, no …” Owain grinned. “Oh, I thought it’d be great if I could see what it was like to be … you know, like you. Guess I’m about to find out.”
“You are,” Rob said with a laugh. “The Master has something special lined up.” Taking Owain’s rubber hand, he said, “Is it how you thought it would feel?”
“It’s weird … How do you guys walk? My arms don’t seem to work properly …” Owain looked alarmed. “And all I can think of is sex …
“Walking isn’t a big requirement for us, and our arms do everything necessary for sex.” Rob chuckled. “We’ll help you get the hang of walking—the sex you can figure out for yourself. Now we better get to the portal we need.”
“For us the only movements that are easy and ‘natural’ like this, Owain, is the ability to adopt a position in which we may be fucked, or fuck a partner.” Ty smiled gently. “It’s what we are like this to provide. Your wish to experience it must have been a strong desire—or the Master would not have granted it.”
“I really wanted to…” Owain paused, trying to assemble his thoughts. “I never thought … I heard a voice in my head … it says I will share your task tonight …”
“Yes.” Ty put a rubber hand on Owain’s. “Tonight you join Eon and Rob in the service of a Master of Bondage and Discipline.”
“Enjoy yourself, love,” I touched his rubber butt and kissed his rubber cheek as we moved to the portal. “Whoever our ‘masters’ are tonight, just let them do whatever they want with you.”
We stepped out of the portal into a large softly lit room dominated by a giant sized bed. The decor was soft pastels, and the bed hangings the same. That made the cuffs and chains holding a rubbewrclad figure on the bed, the bondage throne and the other heavy bondage furniture all the more starkly obvious. The man lay spreadeagled on the bed, his arms and legs secured by chains firmly fixed so that his legs were spread apart, and his arms drawn away from his body by more.
A second figure occupied the bondage throne. This was the real deal. The guy was barely able to move. A third man stood beside it, hooded, secured in a straightjacket and naked from the waist down.
“Good, they’ve arrived,” The speaker stepped from behind a screen leading a younger man wearing only a collar. “Thorsten, bring Ernst to the stake.”
The ‘Stake’ was a metal upright pole, with heavy cuffs at its base, a dildo fixed to an adjustable feature on the upright, a belt at roughly waist height with fixed cuffs behind this and an adjustable ‘head cage’ at the top. The younger man unclipped the chain holding ‘Ernst’ and guided him to the post. It didn’t take long for them to secure him to the upright, with a groan escaping his hood as they impaled him on the dildo, and had the strait jacket off him and his arms secured behind him with practiced ease.
“Disobedience has a penalty, Ernst.” The Dungeonn Master removed the hood, revealing the muzzle gag his victim wore. “Your fellow conspirators will now watch you paying it.” Guiding the rubber Owain into position, he gave a harsh laugh. “Each of our rubber men will give you head. Your failure to control yourself will increase the torment as the three of you will be watching me and my guests enjoy fucking them.”Each time one of you loses control … will increase the electro for Den in the throne, and the milking for Eddie …”
Owain knelt and took the now softening cock into his mouth, using, I noted, his tentacle tongue effectively. I knew how good he was at giving head, so could imagine the torment this would be for a man who knew he would be enduring this for as long as his ‘master’ wished. Rob and I weren’t left to watch though. There were a number of men wanting to use us, and we were soon hard at it.
Between us we serviced at least three men each in every hour. For us it was a good night, our mouths and our butts well filled with cum when we returned through the portal to our own cellar and our dildo cocks had not gone unused either. Rob and I changed immediately to our flesh and blood form, Owain didn’t. The reason was not hard to spot. Someone had fitted a muzzle gag with a locked collar to him …
“Damn, someone always does something like this at these orgies,” Rob said, chuckling. “He looks so happy like this though. Maybe we should let him stay this way.”
“Eon might find it tempting,” Tynan teased. “What do you say, Eon? Want to have your very own rubber man to share the suite?”
“Yes, but no.” I smiled, putting an arm round Owain. “He looks so damn sexy, but I prefer him as he normally looks. Can we get that collar off him? Will he change back if we do?”
“Getting the collar off is easy,” Rob said. “But as soon as he changes he’s going to have a monumental cum … Pity to waste it.”
“It won’t go to waste!” Kissing Owain’s cheek, I asked, “May I, Owain? May I give you head as they take that off you?”
Owain nodded his consent and I was on my knees and taking Owain’s rubber erection into my mouth as Rob reached for the collar. The lock sprang open at his touch—the Master somehow worked to release us in these circumstances—and he undid the buckle.
“Ready? Better hold him, Ty. This will be intense …” He removed the collar.
“Oh!” Owain gasped. “Of fuck. Oh shit …” He sagged against Ty, his hips thrusting as the orgasm and ejaculation hit him.
With Owain’s cock thrust into my mouth, I gripped his thighs and feasted on what seemed to be a weeks worth of cumshots all focussed in this single shot …
When the flow of cum stopped, he shuddered and I gently withdrew my mouth. I couldn’t fail to notice that his member had changed. It was longer and thicker than it had been, and his scrotum seemed larger too. Standing I grinned. “Well, Owain? How did you like being a rubber mannequin?”
“It was … awesome.” He straightened as Ty released him. “Scary too.” Swallowing he grinned. “Is it … are you guys always treated like that?”
“Sometimes.” I draped a towelling bath robe over his shoulders. “Come on, breakfast will be gone if Ty and Rob get there first.” Following him up the stairs I asked, “Did you enjoy the experience?”
“Enjoy? It was awesome, and, I mean … But I’m not sure I could handle it every night like you guys …” Laughing, he added, “The Master said he would allow me to experience what you are once. I’m not complaining, especially as he’s—um—given me a small ‘improvement’ I’ve always wanted.” Pausing, he opened the gown and frowned. “And all my body hair is gone!”
“Goes with the rubber,” I teased. Owain hadn’t had a lot of hair except in his crotch. Now he was as smooth as Ty, Rob and I. “No beard, no pubes, no body hair … And when we go rubber, we’re bald as well. Rubber ‘hair’ just doesn’t work.”
In Owain’s absence Eric had prepared our usual breakfast feast and greeted Owain with clear relief, a full plate and a kiss. They both blushed as Rob, Ty and I laughed. We’d known for some time that they’d been forming a relationship, somewhat hampered by Owain’s attraction to me.
“Well, Owain,” Leaning back in his chair as he pushed his empty plate away, Ty studied our housekeeper, cousin, and ‘minder’. “Was your night what you expected? Would you wish to be one of us?”
“I didn’t know what to expect.” Owain wiped his mouth with a napkin. “It wasn’t like making love with someone normally … I mean …” He blushed as he realised what he was implying and we all laughed. “It’s not like when …” He reached out and took Eric’s hand.
“It isn’t, because we aren’t about ‘love’, we’re about giving gratification to our users—gratification many of them can’t achieve without the sort of stimulation only we can provide them.” Tynan took a long drink. “The Master sends us to ensnare specific people at times. Once they have used us, no one and nothing else can give the gratification they crave—and the Master will not provide us to give it to them unless they have earned a reward. For some there is never a reward. For them we are inflicted as a punishment.”
“You’re a punishment?” Owain looked shocked.
“For some.” Ty stood and Rob and I joined him. “Usually for those who publicly condemn those like you and Eric, or who attack and abuse you. Eric’s abusers will have begun to discover their punishment already. He also sends us to provide comfort, or relief to those who have suffered abuse or rejection. Sometimes we are a reward.” Smiling gently, he continued, “Now let Eric take you to bed as he so badly desires and enjoy sharing your bodies with one another.”
In our shared bed, Ty positioned himself on his back, his legs drawn up and apart.
“Eon, enter me. Rob, enter him from behind, the Master has granted us this pleasure …” He laughed. “As ourselves.” Presenting his opening as I positioned myself, he smiled. “My time is coming to an end, Eon. Your successor is developing and I’m getting old. Make this memorable for us all.”
“I will try, Ty.” Pressing my glans to his puckered opening, I began to stretch him, amazed at how tight he was. Behind me as I bent to place my arms on either side of him, Rob pressed his swollen ‘head’ to my opening and I bit my lip as he penetrated me.
Below me Ty grinned, and became his rubber form. I sensed Rob doing the same behind and inside me and tried to join them.
“No, my Eon. Today you remain yourself. Let them reward you. It is Tynan’s wish.”
Slowly I began to enjoy the sensation in my human member as I thrust it deep into Tynan’s slick manhole. Behind me, Rob matched my thrusts slowly pacing me. Not for the first time I marvelled at how soft and pliable their rubber bodies were as we coupled, Tynan having somehow manoeuvred his own erection into his mouth.
It was fabulous.
