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"You must obey Master. You must serve Master. You are his slave."
Those words echoed around the emtpy room, piercing Silas's mind. He couldn't take much more. It had been days since Silas was taken by master no, not master, Silas thought, hes just some psycho from English class. It had been days since he had been taken.
The "training" had started emediatly. The first thing master... no, not master. The first thing he did was take all Silas' clothes, he has no idea what he did with them. Silas was cuffed and collared, he couldn't Fight, the drugs in his system made him too weak to resist. Silas was left alone after that. His new home, a blank room, brought him no comfort.
Unknown to him, a side effect of the drugs he had been given was near uncontrollable horniness and Silas found himself furiously Masturbating. Master couldn't allow that, locking Silas in a firm chastity belt, leaving him in a state of denial, horniness, groggyness, and desperation.
Then the noise started, a soft but intense buzzing that drilled its way into his brain, calming him somehow, breaking down his defenses. The voice started soft, telling him that he was a slave, telling him to obey. Slave tried to resist, but he knows now that he was wrong to.
Silas must obey Master. Silas must serve Master. Silas is Master's slave.
Kade had been acting oddly. After Liam confronted Kade about it, he admitted that his new Bf had locked him in chastity. Pulling his pants down, he showed Liam his caged manhood. Liam laughed at him. Looking ashamed, Kade covered up and went to bed.
The next day, Kade asked if Liam would like to meet his new Bf, Liam agreed.
Paul arrived that evening. Liam greeted him at the door while Kade got ready in the bathroom. Awestruck by Pauls beautiful eyes, Liam had to regain his composer before ushering him in. Liam offered Paul a seat that he greatfully accepted. Liam went to sit in his chair but was met with reproach from Paul.
"Ah ah ah, get on your knees like a good boy."
Liams head was swimming as he sank to his knees onto the floor. That was when Kade left the bathroom. Kade was buck naked, his newly hairless body and caged cock on full display. Kade sat on the chair in front of Liam. The kneeling boy started to hear Paul talk but the words soon lost all meaning.
Liam stared at Kades caged cock, craving more and more to be locked in a cage of His own. A dense and powerful brain fog set in. As his mind slowed, Liams need to obey and be locked grew exponentially.
He was so focused on the cage that he didn't notice he had sank to all fours. Master attached a collar to his neck from behind. He felt a pressure At the entrance of his hole, his tail he knew.
His unblinking concentration was broken when Master's boy covered his cage with his hands, and a leather hood slipped over Liam's face. His clithes were now gone as well. Master and his boy both smirked, the boy pulled something out of his bag, and Liam was instantly excited. Not wanting to waste anytime, the pup rolled onto his back, exposing his cock to its would be jailers.
"What are you looking at faggot? Haven't you ever seen a cock cage before?"
You knew better than to provoke a member of the Chaste-Frat, but you couldn't resist sneaking a peak at this alpha in the gym showers. He pushed you to your knees and put your gawking mouth to work, licking the slit of his cage and his balls.
Once he saw just how hard your cock was, he smirked and pulled out his phone to make a call. After a few rings, someone picked up on the other end of the line while you kissed the alphas cage.
"Hey Chad, break out the caging kit and make sure all the bros are at the house tonight, I just found the newest pledge for the Chaste-Frat."
Rise of the Rubber Drones
Chapter 8: Kinksters of the Apocalypse
His rubber body squeaked and creaked as Noah squirmed. He felt his restraints tightened against his body. The darkness of the blindfold was all-encompassing. The leather straps around his wrists did not give, no matter how hard he pulled, his arms were firmly suspended above his head. Then he felt the restraints around his ankles tightened, the right, then the left. He could not escape, nor could he have before they were tightened, his captor just liked to do it to make him squirm. Noah could not see his captor, but he felt the man's hands against the rubber suit he was wearing, Danial’s touch was electric as always. Noah moaned into the rubber muzzle as an invisible hand rubbed over the skin-tight rubber that covered his sensitive nipple. His hole involuntarily contracted around the vibrating plug in his ass, and he felt another drop of precum drip from his exposed and throbbing chastity cage. Noah bucked his hips out of pleasurable frustration.
Danial chuckled and pressed his body in close against Noah’s helplessly exposed form. “You like that, don’t you drone?”
Noah moaned his agreement into the muzzle that covered and filled his mouth, the taste of rubber had never been sweeter. He could not see Danial, but he felt the warmth of his body pressing against his. Noah’s cage throbbed even harder as he pivoted his hips, hoping to make contact with his dom’s body, for some kind of pleasure. His efforts proved only to amuse Danial.
“Yeah, of course, you do. Such a good boy.”
Those words sent Noah deeper into subspace. Moaning his thanks, all he could think about was wanting to be the best sub he could for Master Danial. His master’s hands moved down his helpless body, and Noah shuttered with every second of contact. Danial’s hands went lower, and lower, then… contact. Noah felt a warm hand wrap around his straining cage and his overfull balls. Then, a wave of total submission washed over him, sending his eyes back into his head. His caged cock throbbed harder in Danial’s hand, Noah felt like he would cum any second, but he knew better than to cum without master’s permission.
“This is mine sub, it belongs to me, doesn't it?’
“mm mmm mm”
“What?” Danial asked teasingly, “I couldn’t quite make that out?”
“MMM MMMMM MM” Noah moaned louder into the muzzle’s gag.
“Hold on sub,” Noah Felt a hand on the back of his head. “I think there’s something in your mouth.” He pulled the gag away.
“Yes, Master!” Noah said at once. “My caged cock is yours, Sir.”
“Good boy.”
Noah moaned as he felt the hand squeeze tighter around his caged cock. He felt the vibrations of the plug grow more intense inside him. His moan was broken by the feeling of a finger on his lips, it smelled of sweat and rubber. Noah opened his lips and let the finger enter his mouth. Greedily, the sub slurped and sucked at the digit, he recognized the taste of his own precum. He moaned with the finger in his mouth as he felt Danial’s hand running through his hair. His master got close to his ear and began to purr.
“Good boy. Such a good boy. Yes, you’re such a good boy for master…” They stayed like that for some time.
After a few minutes of Danial’s soothing, Noah felt as if, despite being shackled upright, he could fall asleep. Perhaps having noticed his sub’s relaxed state, Danial slowly removed his - wet and wrinkled - finger from Noah's mouth and gently removed the blindfold that had been fastened over his eyes.
It took Noah’s eyes a moment to adjust to the light that flooded his vision. Squeezing his eyes shut, Noah opened them slowly as his pupils expanded to let in more of his surroundings. The first thing he saw was Danial’s handsome face only a few inches away from his. His grey-green eyes smiled with the rest of the face that Noah loved so much. Despite being slightly sweaty from hours of their play, Danial’s black hair - like always - was still perfectly teased on top of his head. A leather harness hugged the dom’s fuzzy, sweat-slicked chest while, below his abs, a pair of leather pants hugged his slim waist. Noah felt himself blush as Danial brushed a hand against his cheek, then, gently, pressed their lips together. Noah loved the feeling of Danial’s light stubble against his lips, even more, he loved how helpless he was to resist anything his master wanted to do to him. After a few seconds, and to Noah’s disappointment, Danial pulled away, breaking the kiss.
“Hey there.” Danial smiled, his hands still on Noah’s cheeks.
Noah chuckled, “Hey there.” Absent-mindedly, he rubbed his face gently against Danial’s hands as the two smiled at each other.
“Are you getting tired, sub?”
Noah felt himself melting under those big kind eyes that Danial favoured him with. His arms were starting to get tired, and he knew that his rubber suit would need a good cleaning after their already long session. Still, he did not want the fun to end. “No, Master.” He said.
“Lier.” Danial smiled, running his hands up and down Noah’s rubbery body. “How about I leave you tied up while I get changed, then we’ll get you out of that suit. And if you’re a good boy,” Danial smirked, Noah loved being called a good boy, “You and I will cuddle and watch a movie before bed.”
Noah gave in, that did sound good. “Ok, sir, that sounds… mmm mmmm.” When Noah opened his mouth to reply, the rubber gag was slipped back into his mouth and secured into place with the rest of the muzzle.
Danial gave his boy a quick kiss on the cheek before turning to leave the room. “Oh, and boy,” Master said, shooting a devilish grin back over his shoulder at Noah, “The cage stays on.”
The mere mention of the metal cage that was secured around his cock (no, not his, not anymore), caused Noah to strain harder against the bars. The cage always stayed on, so Noah deduced that the straining was the point. Noah looked around the room, trying to find something else to fixate on instead of his throbbing cage. Luckily, Danial’s spare bedroom was as bland as they came (excluding the torture rack that Noah found himself strapped to), and staring at the curtains helped him to calm down.
As the dull ache of the cage subsided, Noah once again became aware of the feeling of his rubber suit clinging to his body. The black and purple clung to him from the neck down save for the hole in the crotch that allowed for his chastity cage to be exposed, leaving nothing to the imagination. The suit was his prize possession, and Noah loved the way it hugged and complimented his body. The buzzing in his hole was still there, and Noah had to force himself not to think about the drops of pre he could feel building up at the tip of his cage, then dripping down.
Something on the street caught his eye, though in a moment it was gone again. The one-way film on the glass allowed Noah to see out, without others being able to see in. Noah looked out the window, hoping to get another glimpse of what it was. He wasn’t disappointed. A moment later, a man ran past the house, passing in and out of Noah’s view, then another, and another. The fourth man that Noah saw did not make it as far as the others. From behind, the ginger twink was grabbed by a hunk in all rubber, the only trace of his humanity was a short cropping of curls on top of his head. The shiny black figure pulled the ginger back and pressed a finger to his forehead as five more rubber-clad figures rushed past them. The ginger fell to his knees and opened his mouth. Everything happened so fast as Noah watched what happened on the street. A massive rubber cock emerged from the rubber man’s shiny body. He felt his cock straining hard against the cage as the ginger twink's face was fucked harder by the man in rubber. Soon, black goo was oozing over the boy’s body, Noah could hear muffled moans as the ginger on his knees became nearly indistinguishable from the thing that had fucked its face.
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
The sound of fists pounding against the front door pulled Noah’s concentration away from the window. “MMMMMMMMMM MMM MM MM MMM!!!”He tried to scream through his gag, trying to warn Danial of what was happening, but it was no use.
With a CRASH, Noah heard the front door fly open, then the sound of boots marching into the house. He fought against the restraints, trying desperately to break free. He heard Danial’s voice downstairs. First, he shouted defiance, but soon he was howling in pleasure, the way Noah always did when they played together. More than anything, it sounded as if Danial was getting fucked, and loving it. Then there was silence again, except for the marching cadence of boots on the first floor, then the stairs, then the second floor. Soon, Noah heard footfalls directly outside the spare bedroom. He fought as hard as he could against the leather restraints that held him to the rack, but deep down he knew it was too late.
A muscular drone with orange hair burst through the door to the bedroom, it was the ginger twink from before… only it could not have been, for one it was too muscular. Its lean, hard frame advanced toward him, he was helpless, and there was nothing he could do. The thing looked at him for a moment, then reached out its arm. Noah closed his eyes, expecting to feel the things touch against his forehead any moment, just like he had seen one of the other drones do to it just a few minutes before.
He felt nothing. Confused, Noah opened his eyes, just as he felt his left wrist restraint being loosened, then his right. Noah watched in utter bewilderment as the thing kneeled down and freed his ankles as well. ‘What the fuck?’ was all that would come to mind as the rubber drone stood, turned, and left the room. Noah watched it leave the room and listened to the footfalls of its thick treaded boots against the stairs.
For what felt like forever, Noah just stood there, not knowing what had just happened. The vibrator in his hole was all but forgotten as he began to pace the room. Reaching behind his head, Noah tried to remove the face muzzle that covered his mouth, keeping him gagged and found that it was locked on. He swore silently to himself, not that he could speak the words anyway. Then, Noah saw his reflection in the mirror at the far end of the room, and the pieces fell together in his head. With the rubber suit and the muzzle, he looked like a drone himself. There were obvious differences of course; Noah’s nose was uncovered as well as parts of his neck. He did not wear boots like the drones, instead, his suit had individual toes at the ends of its legs. And Noah’s suit had purple on it, instead of the full black of the drone’s suits. Though no human mind could fail to differentiate between him and a drone, perhaps, Noah reasoned, the drones could not tell the difference.
Noah took a moment to steady himself, recovering from the shock of what was happening. On the street outside he could see drones everywhere, marching like an occupying army, no doubt searching for more targets to convert. Noah thought he recognized some of them. Then he remembered Danial.
He rushed downstairs but found nothing and no one. Danial had disappeared, and the only evidence that the drones had been there was the busted-down door that hung from its frame. The vibrator in his ass was becoming too much to handle, same with the gag in his mouth, but Noah could not find the keys to the locks that kept his suit and gag in place, Danial must have had them. His cock strained in its cage with the vibration, but at least, after a week in chastity, he was used to that.
He slipped a pair of socks over his rubber feet and put on his sneakers, he also buttoned the suit’s detachable codpiece over his locked cock to better blend in with the drones. He had to find Danial. Using his predicament as a disguise, Noah waited in the doorway, then ducked in with a formation of drones that were marching past. Noah was a reservist, and falling into step with the drones and marching in formation came easy to him. He wasn’t sure how far his disguise could take him, so he was determined to mimic them as closely as possible. From the corner of his eyes, he scanned the other drones as they walked past, looking for Danial’s black hair and grey-green eyes. Noah could not help but think how perfect all the drones were as he watched them. They all seemed to be excellently built, not overly buff, but lean, hard, and compact. Noah had read stories and fantasized about rubber drones and slaves, it was what had inspired him to try rubber for the first time, and to an extent, it was how he and Danial had met. If being a drone also meant you got a perfect body as well, perhaps it wasn’t so bad.
He marched with the drones for a while, switching into a new formation when he thought he saw one that looked like Danial. The drones were nearly identical, which made finding a specific drone nearly impossible in a crowd. Noah was at the point of giving up the search when he saw him. Danial’s perfectly teased black hair was still styled the way it had been earlier, but his green eyes were more grey and cold now. As he had with the others, Noah joined the formation that Danial was marching in, falling in behind his master. Danial had filled out just like the ginger twink that had been converted on the street outside his house. Noah examined the seamless rubber that covered Danial’s body for any zippers or buttons, anything that could help him remove it. Nothing. Briefly, he examined the drone's waistline for pockets, hoping to recover the keys to his suit and muzzle, there too he was disappointed. What he did see was the way Danial’s ass had grown, not that it had been misshapen or unattractive before, just the opposite in fact, but looking at it in its rubber form, it was perfect. Noah’s caged cock throbbed when he remembered the massive bulges the other drones sported, and he imagined what Danial was packing.
Looking around he realized where he was, just a block away stood his and Danial’s favourite kink bar, the shiny Richard, though it seemed empty and deserted compared to the lively business and clientele Noah was used to seeing there.
Suddenly, and without warning, the drones, all of them, fell to their knees, as if in worship. Noah nearly tripped over Danial as he too dropped into the kneeling position. Looking around, he could see that it was not just his formation of drones, but all of them. Across the street, on balconies, in buildings, every drone that Noah could see was on its knees. Perhaps, Noah thought, this was his chance to save Danial and escape. He could run into the bar where he and Danial could put on spare barboy uniforms - which looked almost exactly like the rubber suits the drones wore as long as the codpiece was secured - and steal one of the abandoned cars that lined the street outside.
Noah began to feel Danial’s body, searching for a purchase from which to pull off the rubber that had taken hold of the dom’s body and mind. He found none. He clawed desperately at the mask that covered the lower half of the drone’s face. The vibrator buzzed as he tried and failed to free Danial from the rubber’s clutches. Then, the opportunity was over.
The drones were on their feet as one, faster than Noah could believe. Danial rose with them. The sudden movement sent Noah falling back onto his ass. “MMMMMMMM,” he moaned into his gag as the vibrator pressed further into his ass and rubbed against his prostate. Looking up, he saw that they were looking at him. Thinking fast, and ignoring the pre that he once again felt was dripping from his cage, Noah stood at attention and prepared to rejoin the formation, hoping that his momentary lapse of character had not jeopardized him. The drones made no move toward him, however, they tracked his movements with their eyes. He could feel Danial’s eyes on him in particular. Then they lunged for him.
Noah tried to dodge their reaching arms but the drones moved faster than he could ever hope to. Through his rubber suit, he felt a rubber hand grasp his shoulder, pulling him in close, it was Danial’s. The former dom examined him for a moment, tilting its head in something that looked like confusion, then it acted. For a moment, Noah thought that he was safe from conversion, both his holes were covered and plugged, completely inaccessible, he was wrong. Danial, or the thing that had once been Danial, pulled him in close, pressing their rubber-clad bodies together. The smell of rubber permeated his nose as Noah’s caged cock began to strain harder and harder. He felt the drone's hand pressing against his ass. The plug became warmer, and Noah felt it expanding in his hole as the vibration became more intense than the machine had even been capable of. He moaned and moaned into the gag that was stuffed into his mouth as the vibrations became faster and deeper, pressing against his prostate and threatening to send him over the edge. His cock leaked like crazy as he came closer and closer. He felt pleasure building all over his body, as well as the zippers and buttons of his suit disappearing. He felt the rubber of the suit merging with the rubber of drone Danial. Noah looked down at his suit and saw the royal purple and charcoal black rubber become streaked and then submerged by shiny, obsidian black. The skin of his neck became covered as well as he felt the gag becoming part of the suit, part of him.
His body began to flail as the mind-shattering pleasure became too much for him to handle. Out of the corner of his eyes, he thought saw movement from the window of the Shiny Richard. As turrets of cum erupted from his cage like a title wave of indescribable pleasure, the thought, like all his thoughts, was forgotten.
Some recent Locktober captions I've made. Check out my bluesky for more.
Even Noah Schnapp isn't exempt from locktober
Aslways set a good example for your fellow slaves, and if you dont, master will.
"A perfect relationship dosnt exist."
Meanwhile, Nick and Charlie:
My new KINK3Ddesigns cage came in this week. First thing I did was get locked and padded for the NYC ABDL happy hour! It's so comfortable!
Thank you to my friends for the encouragement and answering my endless list of questions + helping me get sizing right 🤗🥹.
Back to being locked after being free for a few days. Should this mark the start of locktober for me? 😖
