Strange Encounter: Permanent Effects

Chapter 8 — Testing Pawel

My arrival in the office shared by Ace and Ernst next morning, still ‘high’ on our morning routine of Rory’s fucking me, fucking himself on me, and my enjoying his second cumming in my mouth, without the chastity belt or a pouch stopped them in their tracks, then both grinned.

“Pawel’s not here yet. Head for his workspace,” Ace told me. “The boss said he’d told you to give him a little test. We’ll make sure no one interrupts you two.”

“Thanks.” I turned to go and added, “Any tips?”

They laughed. “Nope. The kid’s had a rough life until he joined us, and needs to find himself still. Just go with the flow and let him make the first move.” 

In Pawel’s workroom I fired up the spare terminal I normally used, called up the image I’d been working on and set to work. I was engrossed in this when Pawel arrived. As usual he was wearing tight fitting latex jeans and a chest harness under a loose shirt and jacket.

“Hi, Ace says you’re working in here today.” He stopped as I swivelled my chair and he took in the fact I wasn’t wearing my usual chastity belt. “Oh.” He grinned nervously. “Boss let you out of the belt today?”

“Yeah. He thought you might want to do some more scanning.” I stood making sure he got a good look. “He said you’ve been working on a special harness design.”

“Erm, yes. Good idea.” He put down his bag and switched on his monitor, immediately displaying the 3D model of me, but now enhanced, I noticed, with a serious bondage harness. Turning back toward me he looked a little flustered, and his erection was making itself obvious through the latex of his jeans. “Um, I want to ask … Erm, what’s it like … I mean …”

“What’s it like being like this? Or being ‘owned’ by someone?” Smiling I moved closer. “It’s certainly got its drawbacks, but,” I laughed. “I quite enjoy being rubber coated like this now.” I stopped close to him. “You can examine my coating if you like.”

“Can I ..?” He hesitated, then carefully reached out and gently caressed my arm.

“Why not? I’m a latex coated sex mannequin — a RubberMan.” On impulse, I reached out and undid his shirt, then peeled it and his jacket and hung these on the back of his chair. “And I’m assigned to you for as long as you need today.”

He shuddered and I realised he’d cum spontaneously.

“O fuck …” He gulped. Pushing me into a chair, he knelt, and without another word had my erection in his mouth. 

He knew how to give a man pleasure, but Rory had emptied my balls before  sending me down to the office, and my training as a RubberMan made it possible for me to hold back. I let him work and enjoy my cock for just over twenty minutes, then gave him the ejaculation he wanted. 

“Wow,” he sighed as he looked up. “Thank you …”

I stood, drawing him to his feet and embracing him. Our mouth’s met and I gave him a deep kiss, my tongue exploring his mouth. 

“Thank you,” I whispered, turning him so he could sit. “Now it’s my turn to give you the same …”

He didn’t object as I opened his flies and released his stiffening organ, still slick and coated with his earlier cum. As I’d observed it was nicely formed, and about average in length. I didn’t wait, and took him straight into my mouth, enjoying the taste of the cum coating it. He managed to hold out for almost five minutes before he erupted and I sucked down his cum, using my tongue to intensify the sensation in his hyper sensitised glans. This caused him to grip my head tightly with his hands as he writhed and moaned.

I stopped exciting him when he had nothing more to ejaculate, and let him slowly release his grip. Raising my head, I smiled.

“Enjoyed that?”

“Enjoyed?” He gulped. “That doesn’t describe it …”

It took him a few minutes to recover, then he asked, “What’s it like ..?” He hesitated. “Can I take a closer look at ..?”

“Sure.” I stood up, grinning. “Help yourself. Look as closely as you like at anywhere.”

His touch was gentle as he tested the latex coating of my arms and then my face. 

“The latex is inside your mouth as well?”

“Only inside my lips and partly on my cheeks.” I showed him. “It goes up the inside of my nose as well, at least some of the way. Oh, and these lenses protect my eyes, but they don’t mist up, and at night I can see almost as well as in the light.”

“Wow, you can? And the latex is inside your nose?” He hesitated. “What about ..?”

“Take a look,” I said, turning and bending over his desk. “There’s no part of my skin that isn’t coated, and it extends into my mouth and butt.” Over my shoulder, I said, “Go ahead, have a feel up there.” I laughed. “You can use your middle leg if you like. Go on, help yourself.”

His finger explored my hole. “Are you lubricated?”

“Always. Not sure how it works, but I seem to self-lubricate when …”

“Oh fuck …” He positioned himself, his erection touching my opening. “May I …”

“What are you waiting for?” I said. “Enjoy yourself. I certainly will …”

His stiff cock slid into me. It felt good, but he was definitely smaller than Rory in that department, and not as skilled. He rushed it a bit, so I tightened my muscle, slowing him down.

“Take it nice and slow,” I advised him, working my sphincter to grip him tightly. “Don’t rush, I want to feel you enjoying this.” Grinning over my shoulder, I watched his expression. “Like the feel of my rubber coating?”

“Oh fuck, it feels … you feel … amazing.” He gasped, his cock erupting inside me. “What’s it like being like this?”

“Good, now I’m used to it.” I let him withdraw and straightened, turning to face him. “This coating is like having a double skin. It’s part of me, attached to me, and yet, feels like I’m wearing a really tight body suit.” Grinning, I added, “And I have to polish myself two or three times a day.”

“Polish yourself?” He looked surprised. “Well, I mean the shine of the latex is fantastic …”

“Yup, but the polish also feeds my normal skin, so it’s a health thing.” I did a twirl. “It took a while to get used to being like this — a sort of latex sex slave — but, with a fantastic partner-lover I don’t want to change. I was going nowhere, and getting into some stupid stunts occasionally. This way I’m getting to do the things I really find interesting — and the sex is fabulous.” Moving closer to him, I asked, “Have you seen everything you wanted to see?”

“Yes —No!” He grinned. “Damn, you’re so damned sexy, I can’t think straight. Can I take a good look at your … and I want to see …”

“Go ahead, Pawel. Rory — the Boss — said I was to do whatever you asked.” I smiled. “So here I am. All yours for today.” I pulled out my polishing kit. “I tell you what, you can polish me up — that’ll give you a chance to really take a close look.”

By lunchtime he’d sucked my cock twice more, fucked me again and I’d sucked him off twice before finally he asked to be fucked and I obliged …

“Are you still available after lunch?” He asked pulling on his latex jeans. Fastening the fly, he stepped close, slipped his arms round my waist and pulled me against him, his mouth covering mine. “And thank you, Lukas — especially for the best fuck I’ve had in a very long time …”

“My instructions are that I’m not allowed to wear a chastity belt or a pouch today,” I replied. “So I guess I am available after lunch.” I grinned. “And no need to thank me for using me so beautifully. It was a pleasure, Pawel.”

“Do you think …” he paused. “Do you think Rory will allow you to spend the afternoon at my flat? There’s so much I’d like to experience with you …”

“I’ll ask. Where is your flat? Can I get to it without going through any of the non-fetish zone?”

I asked, and Rory agreed. Pawel’s flat was small, and getting to it tricky, even with my master’s help, but it was well worth it. Pawel did have a lot he wanted to do, but even more to ask about, and he was right, it was far more comfortable …

A few weeks after my day with Pawel and no restrictions he’d turned up for work in a rather excited state. He talked about having dreamed he’d met someone in the Park who’d taken him to a dungeon and done some interesting things. He was convinced it was all simply erotic dreams since he’d no memory of going to the Park, or of going anywhere else and he’d woken up in his own bed. 

“That day with you must have set me off,” he told me and Ernst. “Damn, it was the most intense dream I’ve ever had.” 

I’d recognised the signs — the RubberMan Partners had obviously visited and ‘assessed’ him, but what would they do now? As nothing further happened for a while, it gradually ceased to dominate Pawel’s thoughts, the only real change being that he now often joined Gary and I for walks in the Park. 

As we packed up one Friday evening he stopped beside me as I shut down my monitor. 

“I’m heading over to RubberZone tonight.” He grinned. “Kurt and a couple of the other guys are going and will give me a lift. I plan to stay the weekend though, so I’ll see you Monday!”

“Enjoy it!” I laughed as I picked up my satchel. “I don’t know what Rory’s got planned. See you Monday and we can catch up.”

Rory was waiting when I entered the penthouse and his smile told me I could expect something fun. Dropping my satchel I hugged and kissed him.

“Does my gorgeous and generous Master require pleasing?”

“I always require that, minx, but tonight you have a job to do.” He kissed me tenderly. “We’re going into town, RubberMan require your services at the RubberZone.”

“RubberZone?” I grinned. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with a certain Pawel would it?”

“Got it in one.” Rory laughed. “We’re going with Ted and Gary. Ted’s SUV has special windows so you and Gary can travel in the back. We have to go to RubberMan first so you can be fitted out for the task, and then we’ll go to RubberZone. There’s no rush, so we’ve time for anything you want first and, of course, some supper …”

“Then perhaps my Master would like to take me to the playroom and enjoy using me?”

“Your Master certainly would.” Rory’s mouth met mine and our tongues entwined.