It was here!
He had waited for so long to get it.
The young meerkat grinned and hauled the package upstairs, being careful his parents didn't see it. But thye were always prying into his life. 20 years of no privacy made it hard to get some of the things that he'd wanted. Thye weren't bad things.... just unusual things that he thought no one in his family would understand.
He tossed the box on his bed.
"Dude, is that it?" his fox friend asked.
The meerkat nodded, with a huge grin. "My parents are going out tonight, looking for a garage door, so I can try it on."
"Awesome."
He opened the box and peeked inside. A thick paper manual glue bound laid ontop the garment inside. He pulled the manual out an dpaged through it, alllegal stuff in different languages. He tossed it aside on thebed and picked up a complicated remote, although the year was 2090, it looks un-godly complicated. He put that down, not even knowing what it was for. But he might need it later.
His friend picked up the manual and the remote and started reading, an eyebrow raised soon after the first paragraph.
The meerkat couldn't wait. He pulled the garment out of the box. The piece of clothing opened up, the long sleeves that were enclosed on the ned and had belts coming out of them, straps went up the rear of the jacket and a collar topped it off. A StraitJacket.
It was from a website that made Jackets for prisoners. He'd seen them all over the city, the criminals wore them, were forced to wear them. That kept the prisons clean and for bigger fish. Small time criminals were processed though the court and instead of fines and prison time, they were forced into these straitjackets and then let out on the street again. It was difficult, if you were inside one, you were immediately marked as a bad furson and weren't let into many places.
The company had asked for exact measurements, waist, wrist, arm legnth, neck, tail legnth and diameter off the body. A small round tag with hi sname engraved hung off the front collar, and a number that they asked him for, 226, was on the left corner, just under the shoulder pad. And it was cheap, the cost anyway. It only cost a few weeks pay and was made and shipped in one week. That was suprizing.
He stripped down to his one piece underbody suit. It was a comfortable blend of cotton and spandex, and had a nice meerkat paw-print on the left inner leg. Everyone wore one, longs, short, or a seperated shirt/boxers, they were sold everywhere. The suit looked slick and had a shine to it as it was new and not broken in yet. His was a shoulder legnth and above knee style, he had others for different times during the year.
He couldn't help but to slip an arm inside the sleeve. It was a perfect fit, not tight, but not loose, like a well cut shirt. He noticed though that the straps had no where to go... no buckle. He tuned the jacket over, looking for them... but they weren't there. huh....
He did find small black patches of what looked like rubber, but were rock solid. In an experiemnt he touched a strap to the patch... The rubber like substance turned almost liquid and 'swallowed' the strap. He jumped. That was unexpcted.... he then tried to pull the strap from the material. No avail. He tugged with all his might, but still no give, the strap wasn't comming out. Well... then he stopepd pulling and the black patch released the strap, it 'melted' out from around it and returned to it's rock hard form. That was how it worked....
He slipped the jakcet over his front and slid inside. It was so comfortable, more than anything else he'd ever felt.
"Let me help." The fox said, taking a brake from the book and tugged the jacket all the way onto his meerkat friend. The meerkat didn't refuse.
The jacket seemed to glide on the rest of the way, no tugging jerk, no pulling on the straps. The jacket just closed behind him and tightened. It was a perfect fit, extra room to move in and he lifted his arms above his head, no tight tung pulling the jacket up. This was worth all the money he'd spent.
The fox pulled the crotch straps under him and let the black patches take hold and swallow the straps.
The jacket was fully on the meerkat now, except the arm straps. The meerkat put his arms through the side straps and center strap, he then felt the sleeves pull in on himself. A top arm binder straps was placed through the shoulder loops and center loop, and was quickly pulled tight. With a huge grin, he walked over to the mirror, it looked nice, brown straps, tannish body, the collar was unbelievably awesome as well, not tight or constrictive, but still it hugged his fur covered throat.
He did what everyone else would have. He rocked his arms back and forth in the straitjacket. He'd heard that you couldn't get out when inside. Struggling got harder as the jacket seemed to tighten, pulling in on him and squeezing. He panicked and struggled more, turning, trying to see if his friend was tugging on the straps. But to his suprize he wasn't, the fox was in the bean bag chair with the book in his lap and the remote on the floor beside him.
"Help!" the meerkat squealed, trying to stop the jacket from tightening more, no use.... it kept going, closing in tighter. It was getting hard to breathe now, and he could hear his heart in his head, FEEL it, pumping, slowing. The jacket was going to kill him. His breath came in ragged gasps, he looked up and his friend.
'Does he not see me? What is going on?' he thought...
His friend came over and picked him off the floor, his body mostly limp from lack of oxygen.
"Relax." he whispered in the kat's ear. "Stop struggling, the jacket is doing that cause it thinks you are trying to escape."
The meerkat stopped, he gave up. The Jacket was going to kill him...
Then he felt the jacket ease up, his breathing retunred to normal and the restraint went back to the tightness of when it was first applied.
"Let me OUT!" the meerkat cried.
"I can't..." the fox protested.. "The straps are gone, fused with the body of the jacket."
"WHAT?! What do you mean the straps are gone?!" the kat started to struggle again, but remember what the jacket did last time.
"Now that I ahve a captive audience...." The fox grinned.."I'll read this to you...This is not just a StraitJacket," the fox said. "It's a very complicated piece of work. It's made from a material that is un-rippable, it won't break, nothing can cut it."
The meerkat knew that his conversation was going somewhere.."Ok, well I don't wan't to rip it... just what the hell is going on with it."
"The jacket has a feature that will tighten the restraint when it feels the occupant is trying to escape. It will tighted to the point of suffocation, then back off when the victim's hearbeat drops dramatically, it won't ever kill you.." the fox flipped though the thick book that came with the Jacket.
"It comes with a remote. Now this thing controlls how long the occupant, you, is inside the straitjacket. It goes all the way up to years on the setting. Once it's on, you can't get out untill the remote activates the patches and releases the straps. It's quite fool proof. You should have read the book before you tried the jacket on."
The meerkat shivered...'I'm stuck' his head ehcoed.
"Well, I programmed the remote, and right now the jacket is set for release whenever I press a button on the remote. I didn't think you'd take it to well if I'd timed it." The fox had an evil grin... "But I can set it... if you want."
"NO, let me out! I want out!" the meerkat shouted.
"What? set it for 5 hours? OK" the fox grinned and chuckled. He pressed a button on the remote and it beeped. "Careful.." the fox said, tossing the remote down onto the soft bed...."Break that remote, and you'll be stuck, and remember, that jacket doesn't come off..."
The meerkat slumped down into his chair, the jacket let a little slack so not to bind up his waist and hurt his crotch. He didn't bother to argue.... the jacket would release him in 5 hours...
"I'm going downstairs to watch a movie on your parent's big screen." the fox said, he waited for a response...
The meerkat sighed and slumped over on the chair, "I'll be down in a little bit." he spoke, more of it into the couch.
"Remember to hide it from your parents.."
The meerkat nodded.
He had waited for so long to get it.
The young meerkat grinned and hauled the package upstairs, being careful his parents didn't see it. But thye were always prying into his life. 20 years of no privacy made it hard to get some of the things that he'd wanted. Thye weren't bad things.... just unusual things that he thought no one in his family would understand.
He tossed the box on his bed.
"Dude, is that it?" his fox friend asked.
The meerkat nodded, with a huge grin. "My parents are going out tonight, looking for a garage door, so I can try it on."
"Awesome."
He opened the box and peeked inside. A thick paper manual glue bound laid ontop the garment inside. He pulled the manual out an dpaged through it, alllegal stuff in different languages. He tossed it aside on thebed and picked up a complicated remote, although the year was 2090, it looks un-godly complicated. He put that down, not even knowing what it was for. But he might need it later.
His friend picked up the manual and the remote and started reading, an eyebrow raised soon after the first paragraph.
The meerkat couldn't wait. He pulled the garment out of the box. The piece of clothing opened up, the long sleeves that were enclosed on the ned and had belts coming out of them, straps went up the rear of the jacket and a collar topped it off. A StraitJacket.
It was from a website that made Jackets for prisoners. He'd seen them all over the city, the criminals wore them, were forced to wear them. That kept the prisons clean and for bigger fish. Small time criminals were processed though the court and instead of fines and prison time, they were forced into these straitjackets and then let out on the street again. It was difficult, if you were inside one, you were immediately marked as a bad furson and weren't let into many places.
The company had asked for exact measurements, waist, wrist, arm legnth, neck, tail legnth and diameter off the body. A small round tag with hi sname engraved hung off the front collar, and a number that they asked him for, 226, was on the left corner, just under the shoulder pad. And it was cheap, the cost anyway. It only cost a few weeks pay and was made and shipped in one week. That was suprizing.
He stripped down to his one piece underbody suit. It was a comfortable blend of cotton and spandex, and had a nice meerkat paw-print on the left inner leg. Everyone wore one, longs, short, or a seperated shirt/boxers, they were sold everywhere. The suit looked slick and had a shine to it as it was new and not broken in yet. His was a shoulder legnth and above knee style, he had others for different times during the year.
He couldn't help but to slip an arm inside the sleeve. It was a perfect fit, not tight, but not loose, like a well cut shirt. He noticed though that the straps had no where to go... no buckle. He tuned the jacket over, looking for them... but they weren't there. huh....
He did find small black patches of what looked like rubber, but were rock solid. In an experiemnt he touched a strap to the patch... The rubber like substance turned almost liquid and 'swallowed' the strap. He jumped. That was unexpcted.... he then tried to pull the strap from the material. No avail. He tugged with all his might, but still no give, the strap wasn't comming out. Well... then he stopepd pulling and the black patch released the strap, it 'melted' out from around it and returned to it's rock hard form. That was how it worked....
He slipped the jakcet over his front and slid inside. It was so comfortable, more than anything else he'd ever felt.
"Let me help." The fox said, taking a brake from the book and tugged the jacket all the way onto his meerkat friend. The meerkat didn't refuse.
The jacket seemed to glide on the rest of the way, no tugging jerk, no pulling on the straps. The jacket just closed behind him and tightened. It was a perfect fit, extra room to move in and he lifted his arms above his head, no tight tung pulling the jacket up. This was worth all the money he'd spent.
The fox pulled the crotch straps under him and let the black patches take hold and swallow the straps.
The jacket was fully on the meerkat now, except the arm straps. The meerkat put his arms through the side straps and center strap, he then felt the sleeves pull in on himself. A top arm binder straps was placed through the shoulder loops and center loop, and was quickly pulled tight. With a huge grin, he walked over to the mirror, it looked nice, brown straps, tannish body, the collar was unbelievably awesome as well, not tight or constrictive, but still it hugged his fur covered throat.
He did what everyone else would have. He rocked his arms back and forth in the straitjacket. He'd heard that you couldn't get out when inside. Struggling got harder as the jacket seemed to tighten, pulling in on him and squeezing. He panicked and struggled more, turning, trying to see if his friend was tugging on the straps. But to his suprize he wasn't, the fox was in the bean bag chair with the book in his lap and the remote on the floor beside him.
"Help!" the meerkat squealed, trying to stop the jacket from tightening more, no use.... it kept going, closing in tighter. It was getting hard to breathe now, and he could hear his heart in his head, FEEL it, pumping, slowing. The jacket was going to kill him. His breath came in ragged gasps, he looked up and his friend.
'Does he not see me? What is going on?' he thought...
His friend came over and picked him off the floor, his body mostly limp from lack of oxygen.
"Relax." he whispered in the kat's ear. "Stop struggling, the jacket is doing that cause it thinks you are trying to escape."
The meerkat stopped, he gave up. The Jacket was going to kill him...
Then he felt the jacket ease up, his breathing retunred to normal and the restraint went back to the tightness of when it was first applied.
"Let me OUT!" the meerkat cried.
"I can't..." the fox protested.. "The straps are gone, fused with the body of the jacket."
"WHAT?! What do you mean the straps are gone?!" the kat started to struggle again, but remember what the jacket did last time.
"Now that I ahve a captive audience...." The fox grinned.."I'll read this to you...This is not just a StraitJacket," the fox said. "It's a very complicated piece of work. It's made from a material that is un-rippable, it won't break, nothing can cut it."
The meerkat knew that his conversation was going somewhere.."Ok, well I don't wan't to rip it... just what the hell is going on with it."
"The jacket has a feature that will tighten the restraint when it feels the occupant is trying to escape. It will tighted to the point of suffocation, then back off when the victim's hearbeat drops dramatically, it won't ever kill you.." the fox flipped though the thick book that came with the Jacket.
"It comes with a remote. Now this thing controlls how long the occupant, you, is inside the straitjacket. It goes all the way up to years on the setting. Once it's on, you can't get out untill the remote activates the patches and releases the straps. It's quite fool proof. You should have read the book before you tried the jacket on."
The meerkat shivered...'I'm stuck' his head ehcoed.
"Well, I programmed the remote, and right now the jacket is set for release whenever I press a button on the remote. I didn't think you'd take it to well if I'd timed it." The fox had an evil grin... "But I can set it... if you want."
"NO, let me out! I want out!" the meerkat shouted.
"What? set it for 5 hours? OK" the fox grinned and chuckled. He pressed a button on the remote and it beeped. "Careful.." the fox said, tossing the remote down onto the soft bed...."Break that remote, and you'll be stuck, and remember, that jacket doesn't come off..."
The meerkat slumped down into his chair, the jacket let a little slack so not to bind up his waist and hurt his crotch. He didn't bother to argue.... the jacket would release him in 5 hours...
"I'm going downstairs to watch a movie on your parent's big screen." the fox said, he waited for a response...
The meerkat sighed and slumped over on the chair, "I'll be down in a little bit." he spoke, more of it into the couch.
"Remember to hide it from your parents.."
The meerkat nodded.
Category All / Bondage
Species Meerkat
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yea, I have been writing alot longer that I have been drawing.... I have over 1500 or so pages for several books that I plan to write, and they're both sci-fi ones, and there are still some obsticles that I ahve to solve for them.... so I love to create things....and with my relatively low art talent, I can bring them to life
WOW! This is absolutely fantastic! I loved the drawing and I never knew there would be a huge detailed story to go with it! You really have talent in writing, and it was awesome visualizing all the details you had. And of course you perfectly understand what details us bondage lovers love the most! That is some jacket... gotta get me one of those ^..^
I love the adaptability idea of the straightjacket to its subject, and how it will tighten up to discourage any struggling, but always keep the subject alive and safe... that is very cool!
Who needs instruction manuals and warnings huh?
I love the adaptability idea of the straightjacket to its subject, and how it will tighten up to discourage any struggling, but always keep the subject alive and safe... that is very cool!
Who needs instruction manuals and warnings huh?
Haha, yea... throw them manuals out...
Well, with the jacket I created I wanted to have the ability to have the feel of a straitjacket, but with the secrity of a prison.... One way in and no willing escape... So quite frankly..... the jacket goes on and doesn't come off untill the remote tells it to release the prisoner.....
Also, one can play solo in it... because it has the ability to strap itself onto the intended furson, and then lock... But remeber to set the timer on the remote.... cause the person inside cannot operate the remote... it shuts off when it detects the jacket getting too close...
And yea... if it were real, I'd soo get one!
Well, with the jacket I created I wanted to have the ability to have the feel of a straitjacket, but with the secrity of a prison.... One way in and no willing escape... So quite frankly..... the jacket goes on and doesn't come off untill the remote tells it to release the prisoner.....
Also, one can play solo in it... because it has the ability to strap itself onto the intended furson, and then lock... But remeber to set the timer on the remote.... cause the person inside cannot operate the remote... it shuts off when it detects the jacket getting too close...
And yea... if it were real, I'd soo get one!
Chapter One
It was here!
He had waited for so long to get it.
The young meerkat grinned and hauled the package upstairs, being careful his parents didn't see it. But they were always prying into his life. 20 years of no privacy made it hard to get some of the things that he'd wanted. They weren't bad things.... just unusual things that he thought no one in his family would understand.
He tossed the box on his bed.
"Dude, is that it?" his fox friend asked.
The meerkat nodded, with a huge grin. "My parents are going out tonight, looking for a garage door, so I can try it on."
"Awesome."
He opened the box and peeked inside. A thick paper manual, glue bound, laid on top of the garment inside. He pulled the manual out an paged through it, all legal stuff in different languages. He tossed it aside on the bed and picked up the remote It looked un-godly complicated and he put it down again, not even knowing what it was for. But he might need it later.
His friend, bit of a Tec nerd, picked up the manual and the remote and started reading, an eyebrow raised soon after the first paragraph.
The meerkat couldn't wait. He pulled the garment out of the box. The piece of clothing opened up, the long sleeves that were enclosed on the end and had belts coming out of them. Straps that went up the rear of the jacket and a collar topped it off. A Straitjacket.
It was from a website that made Jackets for prisoners. He'd seen them all over the city, the criminals wore them, were forced to wear them actually. That kept the prisons clean and for bigger fish. Small time criminals were processed though the court and instead of fines and prison time, they were forced into these straitjackets and then let out on the street again. It was difficult, if you were inside one, you were immediately marked as a bad furson and weren't let into many places.
The company had asked for exact measurements, waist, wrist, arm length, neck, tail length and diameter off the body. A small round tag with his name engraved hung off the front collar, and a number that they asked him for, 226, was on the left corner, just under the shoulder pad. And it was cheap, the cost anyway. It cost only a few weeks pay and was made and shipped in one week. That was surprising.
He stripped down to his one piece underbody suit. It was a comfortable blend of cotton and spandex, and had a nice meerkat paw-print on the left inner leg. Everyone wore one, longs, shorts, or a separated shirt/boxers, they were sold everywhere. The suit looked slick and had a shine to it as it was new and not broken in yet. His was a shoulder length and above knee style, he had others for different times during the year.
He couldn't help but to slip an arm inside the sleeve. It was a perfect fit, not tight, but not loose, like a well cut shirt. He noticed though that the straps had no where to go... no buckles. He tuned the jacket over, looking for them... but they weren't there. huh....
He did find small black patches of what looked like rubber, but were rock solid. In an experiment he touched a strap to the patch... The rubber like substance turned almost liquid and 'swallowed' the strap. He jumped. That was unexpected.... he then tried to pull the strap from the material. No avail. He tugged with all his might, but still no give, the strap wasn't coming out. Well... then he stopped pulling and the black patch released the strap, it 'melted' out from around it and returned to it's rock hard form. That was how it worked....
He slipped the jacket over his front and slid inside. It was so comfortable, better than anything else he'd ever tried before.
"Let me help." The fox said, taking a brake from the book and tugging the jacket all the way onto his meerkat friend. The meerkat didn't refuse.
The jacket seemed to glide on the rest of the way, no jerking tugging and no pulling on the straps. The jacket just closed behind him and tightened. It was a perfect fit. There was extra room to move in and he lifted his arms above his head. No tight tug, pulling the jacket up. Just a perfect fit. This was worth all the money he'd spent.
The fox pulled the crotch straps under him and let the black patches take hold and swallow them. The jacket was fully on the meerkat now, except the arm straps. The meerkat put his arms through the side straps and centre strap and felt the sleeves pull in on himself. A top arm binder strap was placed through the shoulder loops and centre loop, and was quickly pulled tight. With a huge grin, he walked over to the mirror. It looked nice, brown straps, tannish, well build body. The collar was unbelievably awesome as well, not tight or constrictive, but still it hugged his fur covered throat.
He did what everyone else would have. He rocked his arms back and forth in the straitjacket. He'd heard that you couldn't get out when inside. Struggling got harder as the jacket seemed to tighten, pulling in on him and squeezing. He panicked and struggled more, turning, trying to see if his friend was tugging on the straps. But to his surprise he wasn't, the fox was in the bean bag chair with the book in his lap and the remote on the floor beside him.
"Help!" the meerkat squealed, trying to stop the jacket from tightening more, but no use. It kept going, closing in tighter and tighter.
It was getting hard to breathe now, and he could hear his heart in his head, fell the blood pumping, slowing. The jacket was going to kill him. His breath came in ragged gasps, he looked up and at his friend.
'Does he not see me? What is going on?' he thought.
His friend came over and picked him off the floor, his body mostly limp from lack of oxygen.
"Relax." he whispered in the kat's ear. "Stop struggling, the jacket is doing that cause it thinks you are trying to escape."
The meerkat stopped, he gave up. The Jacket was going to kill him...
Then he felt the jacket ease up, his breathing returned to normal and the restraints went back to the tightness of when it was first applied.
"Let me OUT!" the meerkat cried.
"I can't!" the fox protested. "The straps are gone, fused with the body of the jacket."
"WHAT?! What do you mean the straps are gone?!" the kat started to struggle again, but remembered with a start what the jacket had done last time.
"Now that I have a captive audience...." The fox grinned. "I'll read this to you...This is not just a Straitjacket," the fox said. "It's a very complicated piece of work. It's made from a material that is un-rippable, it won't break, nothing can cut it."
The meerkat knew that his conversation was going somewhere. "Ok, well I don't want to rip it... just what the hell is going on with it."
"The jacket has a feature that will tighten the restraints when it feels the occupant is trying to escape. It will tighten to the point of suffocation, then back off when the victim's heartbeat drops dramatically, it won't ever kill you.." the fox flipped though the thick book that came with the Jacket.
"It comes with a remote. This thing controls how long the occupant, you in our case, stays inside it. It goes all the way up to years on the setting and once it's on, you can't get out until the remote activates the patches and releases the straps. It's quite fool proof. You should have read the book before you tried the jacket on."
The meerkat shivered.'I'm stuck' his head echoed.
"Further on" his friend said with his nose in the book, "It looks as if you have activated the jacked in standard training mode and it says that would require you to wear other things that have been sent with it in that case too."
The fox went rummaging in the box.
"See. There's more." He lifted a bag out and started unpacking it.
"I don't know what this is," the fox said, showing him a black nobly tube.
The kat turned red. he knew exactly well what it was but he couldn't guess for his life's worth why they would send something like that along.
His friend, oblivious to his discomfort and with his nose still in the book, read on. "it says it goes in your ass "for stimulation and control purposes" and the other thing here, " he held something like a small black shield up, "that looks like a sports cup to me, is for your front."
Showing him the last piece the fox made big eyes. What he held was a shiny black mask with black mirrored lenses. No mouth hole or other breathing holes were visible, only a nozzle like on a gasmask showed on one side. The eyes of the fox glowed.
"You know what that looks like? " he said. "like one of those battle masks our soldiers get in military service. With speakers, vids and earplugs. Way cool! "
The meerkat fidgeted around.
"I can understand you being exited and all," he said.
"But as the tec nerd here, could you tell me how I can get out of the jacket now?" he pleaded.
The fox grinned. "Beg for it!"
"Pleeeaaassssseee," the kat made big babies eyes at him.
"Okey, okey," the fox went on still grinning. "Lets see what the manual says about it!"
With that his nose went into the book again and his forehead creased. His eyes following the lines on the pages as he read and read and his face darkened with each page.
At last he said: "You have to go through with it. Once the process is started there is no way to stop it till its run its course."
The kat slumped.
Seeing his crestfallen friend he added, "If you don't do it the jacket will tighten and tighten till you beg someone to do it, it says."
Then he grinned and clapped him on the shoulder. "Don't look so sad! It says first training takes only about four to six hours and then it will let you out. That's at least what I've understood from it. After that you can likely program it as you want."
He crosses the room to where he had put the three pieces of equipment and turned to his meerkat friend.
"Do you want me to help you with them?" he asked.
Turning slightly red in anticipation of the disgrace of having his friends hands in his pants the kat answered. "Sure, how else would I get them on?"
The fox grinned even more. "You will see! Those are truly high-tech gadget!"
With that he felt his friend press the black tube against his covered backside and something wet started seeping in.
"what.., " the meerkat started. But his friend shushed him.
"Take it cool. Those things will just melt and go to the right places. Something to do with handling prisoners easier the manual says. " he winked. "says that you can be cleaned and your visits to the toilet controlled with those on too."
The cat huffed as he felt something creep into his hole and expand slightly.
But the fox was already in front of him with the cup and he watched with wonder as the thing vanished through his one piece underbody suit without leaving any spots or smears.
"You see? " the fox grinned from ear to ear.
But the kat was more absorbed with watching the small bulge that had started forming where the cup had vanished just seconds ago and the feelings that started down there.
The pull on his sack within the device increased and everything got a very snug feel down below. If felt as if the thing melded with his skin and tugged his dick and balls in special compartments.
He thought about how difficult it would be to get out of it later on.
By this time he really wondered in what he had gotten himself with this new toy of his.
The fox was already holing the mask, turning it in his hands.
"Do you want to go right true with it or should we wait some? We could watch some telly till you get comfortable, " he offered.
The meerkat shock his head. "The sooner on, the sooner I can get out of it, " he said. "And in case something goes wrong or my parents get home early you are still around to help"
With that he tossed his hear back and sat before the fox so that he could put it on easier.
It was a snug fit and closed tight around his neck. Again he felt that wet feeling as if the mask didn't close with a zipper but moulded itself directly to his head. He shuddered, but as breathing was quite easy didn't panic because of it.
His fox friend stood still in front of him and he looked up to see him clearly. No problems with seeing either then, he thought.
"Want to watch telly now? " his friend asked with a grin.
The meerkat grinned too, but remembering that the fox couldn't see it tried to speak.
"No, thanks, " he said and his friend seemed satisfied with his ability to answer.
"I will just enjoy this hot feeling in here for some time. You go do it!"
His friend nodded.
At the same time the meerkat felt something push into his mouth and expand.
"I'm going downstairs to watch a movie on your parent's big screen." the fox said, without waiting for a response. "I'll be back later.
But the meerkat didn't listen anymore.
He tried vainly to fight against the gag getting bigger in his mouth, struggled against the increasing strange feelings in his crotch and ass, and as the lenses in his mask started to darken, cutting him of from the outside and a voice start to talk to him, he knew he was in for something....
Chapter two
"Hello Number 226," the voice said. "I will be your trainer for the next six hours. I will explain your future life to you and start your training today."
After a short break in the dark the voice went on.
"You are in this training either because you are a criminal or because you are into bondage and control as a lifestyle. It doesn't matter to us/Secure Care if you are a criminal or have embraced the life as a bondage and chastity sub yourself. The training is in both cases the same.
If you are a student you will be able to visit school and learn so as not to give you to much disadvantages in life. The training equipment will interconnect with the schools systems and grading will influence the training. The same goes for working citizens. Unemployed will run thru the training faster to make them into contributing members of society as soon as possible.
If you are a criminal your progress will be checked by the government, represented through someone with an authorised control band on a regular basis till the end of your sentence.
If you are into the lifestyle and none with an authorised control band logs into your system during the first six months your ownership will go over to Secure Care and you will be handled and managed by them. Remind your caretaker to avoid inconveniences and log into the system as soon as possible."
Hearing the last sentences the meerkat tried to struggle vainly in his bonds again.
But the only answer was that the jacket got tighter till he sank to his knees.
"I will explain the training tools and training regime now." The voice went on and little screens in the lenses of his mask started to light up and pictures showed.
"As you might have felt, there is a controlling tool in your anus." A corresponding picture with a cross section of his lower parts showed up before his eyes and flashing in it the tool.
"With it its possible to punish you," together with the words he felt a jolt of electricity go true his ass. Making him buck and cry out. "Or to pleasure you" the voice went on and he felt, at the same time, a softer vibration. His dick trying to react, he moaned, softer this time but longer than before.
It would have been a strange sight if anyone had watched. The kat squirming and bucking on the bed, but not a sound escaping that mask. Not a moan or cry could be heard not even the sound of breathing.
"It's possible to have anal sex even with this tool inserted as long as the feature has not been disabled by a controller. " the inhuman voice said and explained further.
"With criminals this feature is normally switched off and has to be enabled against request again." Thanks heaven that's not me the meerkat thought. But the voice hadn't stopped and he had to catch up on it.
"If the training requires it. A trainees toilet habits can be controlled and corrected too or enemas for medical reason, for pleasure or as punishment applied."
The images changed to his front and his dick, or better his nonvisible dick.
"With this cup or chastity belt," the voice explained "a trainees bad masturbation habits are stopped at the root. Only a controller can take it away giving a trainee freedom to masturbate or have active sex. Once melded to the body as it is now, a surgical removal would remove the genitalia too, leading to castration."
The meerkat winced and sobbed at that, but the voice had already gone on explaining and showing him punishment and rewarding features of the belt, the same as with the anus, making him yelp and moan by turns. But this time it took more time with pleasuring him, showing him that in the end, it could be a punishment too, with his dick unable to rise and expand and him ready to shot a load.
The features of the jacket where explained really fast. It could tighten if needed, had some electro hidden too and the best of it, it could make his nipples really stiff and make them ache hellishly.
Then the voice came to the mask and took more time explaining again.
"The mask," it said, "is the primary input and learning device. We can show you everything you need to know with it, but it is able to give you the most severe punishments too.
We can take hearing, sight voice and even breath form you." With each sense counted, there came its absence; silence, darkness, an inflated gag till he almost puked and then no air so that he panicked, struggled and kicked till he got electro all over his body and ass and a commanding voice told him to stop. It took him still a couple of minutes and then some good vibrations in his back to calm him too, but in the end he did it and got some praise from the voice for it.
"We are almost at the end of the intro " the voice said. "It's time to show you the worst punishment so you know the extend of it." With that said, stars exploded in front of him as the electroshock to his head took effect and he went out cold. His body bending in an arch, then trashing, and in the end slumping limply to the floor.
When the meerkat came to and struggled awake again, he taught he had dreamed. But then he tried to grab for the light and couldn't move his hands, that's when everything came back.
"I see you are back again." The voice said in a reasonable tone.
"We don't have that much time anymore tonight. I want you to see the good side of your training too." That's when he became aware of something massage his prostate in a way he had never felt before. A little bit later, his dick started to get attention too, together with his already hard nipples, that combination drove him crazy.
That's what fucking must be like, he thought, taking shorter and shorter gasps of air.
Somehow the mask let him rebreath his own used air and his breath became shorter and shorter, pushing him toward climax. Everything started to get white and he shot his first load in his new life, slumping and loosing consciousness again.
When he awoke the second time. The straps where lose and the fox shock him.
"Hey sleepy head, " his friend said. "had a good time?"
The meerkat struggled into an upright position on his bed and shock his arms out.
The jacked came off easily and fell to the floor. The fox had climbed on the bed and pulled on the mask now. It came off with a wet plop. Showing an even wetter, happy and bewildered looking furr. Working his jaw, the kat grinned. "Cant say it was to bad," he said. "How was your film? "
"Fell asleep," came the answer. "It's almost morning. Your parents just returned. Thought I should warn you."
That made the meerkat jump. With hasty experience he tucked his new toy under the bed and flattened the package, making it ready for disposal. The fox picked a green wrist sized band from the floor and held it in front of the kat.
"What's that? " he asked grabbing it. Turning it he held it to the light. On the inside it read.
"Control band for 226" he gasped but just put it on his desk.
He took another quick, searching look around the room but nothing else seemed to betray him.
"Best I let you out now, don't you think?" he thought loud.
The fox nodded. "I will get over to our house without my people knowing I was out this long. Best for all, " he grinned and both proceeded down the backstairs.
The meerkat lifted the door a bit, so as not to make it squeak, ushering his friend out and wishing him some nice dreams on the way. Then he returned upstairs.
In front of his room he changed his mind and turned around again heading for the toilets. He needed to take a shit.
In the toilet he looked the door behind himself and slipped out of the underbody suit.
He hadn't dreamt it. He was truly sealed.
Standing before the wall mirror the touched his front and back. He could feel something protrude a bit in his ass slit, but the front was smooth with no hold to rip or tear. His balls and dick totally coffered. A small hole no bigger than a talon tip at the bottom indicated where the piss would come out. He sighed. He would need to sit to piss in the future.
But first thing first. He felt the pressure build.
The voice had shown him for what the protruding bit in his ass was and how to operate it. Turning the showerhead till it came of he connected the tube to his ass and slowly turned the water on. Filling him up and causing slight cramping but turning him on at the same time.
From now on, the voice had said, he would clean himself like that ever two days.
He kneeled as instructed so that the water might even reach the more remote parts inside him and squirmed. He wouldn't be able to remove the tube till that thing thought he was full enough.
Felling that the water had stopped he removed the hose and sat on the toilet but nothing would come out. Frustrated he started hopping and did squats till the cramps got worse and he had to sit again. This time it worked and the water started gushing out. His belly becoming flat and even more athletic than normal.
Happy he put the underbody suit back on and went to bed again.
A couple of hours later his sideboard clock woke him and he hurried into his cloths and down to breakfast. Grabbing his orange juice he greet his parents. "Hi mom, hi dad. I'm off to school. See you! " and hurried out of the door.
At school none seemed to notice anything of his condition. The only thing he felt was a tingle in the front when he went onto the school ground and another one when he went into his first class. But otherwise he almost forgot about it during the day.
Not even fox and his other friends noticed anything, he skated, talked and eat with them without any remarks or questions raised.
In the evening he learned and ate dinner with his parent as usual. Talking about the day as if nothing had happened.
But when he went to bed and the house turned silent he knew something would happen.
It stared with a faint buzz in his ass, then in his crotch, but he ignored both. After that the shocks started. First his ass again and after some time on his dick too.
Feeling the pain and almost crying out he decided to put the mask on.
The voice was already waiting for him. "You are late," it remarked. "Put the jacked on!"
Reluctantly he pushed his arms into it, but it was only halve way up as it already started to tighten, clinging to him and taking his breath away.
"You were a bad boy, " the voice said. "and bad boys need to be disciplined!" With that, it took almost all his air, making him beg for each breath, but the shocks became worse too. His lungs burned and his balls felt as if they were on fire, his ass felt as if it would explode any moment. He cried and tried to beg again, but no sound would come out of his tightly gagged mouth now.
He was trashing around in darkness, totally helpless. His only companion the voice, explaining why it was necessary for him to be handled like this.
Some time later, he guesses it to be hours, the punishment stopped and the voice soothed him. After that it went over his school subjects. He was surprised how much it knew about his current teachers plans and his weak points. It asked questions. And each time he answered correctly he got rewarded, the jacked making him moan with pleasure. Later it started training his ass to take toys or a dick and made him whimper when it stretched him almost to far. But it stimulated his dick at the same time and after some time he couldn't discern the pain from his ass and the pleasure from his dick anymore, just moaning.
At the end of the training session he learned to take a dick and deep throat and the voice priced him again. Almost sad it told him that it couldn't let him cum today with what he had done at the beginning. "If you had been early or punctual, " it said. "I might have been able to let you cum." With those words it send him off to sleep in its tight embrace.
I the morning it woke him before his normal time and he went for a shower.
Other than a sore feeling in his ass and throat he couldn't see a mark on his body.
He went off to school and it soon turned into a sort of routine with him getting into the mask and jacked as soon as the sun went down. Becoming better and better trained and his limits expanded more and more each night. Sometimes he would even stay in the jacket a day or a weekend if his parents were away. The jacked having hacked into his parent schedules planed for those days and he learned to eat and drink out of a bowel with the mask on. Doing things without his hands. His friends didn't ask to many questions seeing him a bit less often. Thinking it related to his better grades at school and learning.
They were far from wrong.
Chapter three
Over the weeks his thoughts returned more and more often to the control band and to whom he should give it to. He wondered what person he should ask to become his caretaker. He knew that he couldn't wear the thing himself. The jacket would know and not accept it. But he still hat no clue what person would fit him best.
He had been talking online with a young rubber fur, a lupine, for some time now, but wasn't sure how that one would take to his condition. He would meet him the first time today. This afternoon to be precise and got more and more nervous each minute now.
He had played with a couple of tops over the last weeks, encouraged by the jacked to test his training and was sure to satisfy, but to meet someone he actually liked was something else.
He walked up and down in front of the bus stop where they should meet, when someone tapped him on the shoulder and he jumped.
"Hello little furr ball! " a deep voice greeted him.
"What's turning you into knots like this?"
He looked way up and gulped. There stood his appointment, punctual as a clock.
Dark furr, leather jacked over a rubber shirt. Tight jeans and high boots.
"Been waiting for long?" the lupine asked to take the tension away.
"No, no, " the meerkat almost stammered. "Just arrived with the bus. Where do we go? "
The lupine pointed to his left. "Just down that road. It's not even halve a block we have to walk. " he put a paw on the meerkats shoulder, steering him in the proper direction.
They stopped in front of an old house. "That's mine," the lupine explained. "But before I let you in you have to give me a kiss out here, " he said with a toothy grin.
Almost cocky the meerkat said, "Sure, I will get a ladder."
Pushing his crotch against the upper leg of his host to reach higher the meerkat stood on tiptoe and kissed him. The lupine was bound to feel the meerkats chastity belt like that and promptly asked. "What's that hard stuff in your crotch boy? "
Coyly the meerkat answered. "I will show you in a place were...were we are more private, " he said looking up into his hosts eyes.
The lupine winked at him. "Just don't think you will leave as easy as you enter here. "
Right behind the door was a small table with a collar and leather fetters.
"strip and kneel" were the only words heard in the entrance hall. And the meerkat did as ordered.
Once the collar and manacles were locked onto him he was ordered to turn slowly around and the lupine touched his sealed ass and front shield.
"Doesn't it hurt? " he asked.
"Nope" the meerkat explained. "You can fuck me all you want. I wont ever get bloody. The only thing is my dick when I'm to horny and it tries to explode in there. It gets very uncomfortable then"
The lupine grinned his wolfish grin. "If that's all then I would say lets put you trough your peaces" and with that the meerkat was led to the basement playroom were he was thoroughly tested and not found lacking at all by his host.
After this very satisfying training, the meerkat was allowed to snuggled up to the big rubber fur ball and only woke when his ass and balls started burning.
He jumped when an extra strong jolt hit him and cried, waking his host.
"What's it kitten? " the lupine asked sleepy.
"Sorry, " the meerkat said. "Can you tell me what time it is and when the next bus to the inner city leaves? "
Checking his watch his host growled. "There are no buses anymore at this time, we overslept. Cant you just stay here the night? "
The kat slumped. Tears trickling down his face.
"Oh, Please, " he begged. "I'm not sure if I can survive the night if I don't get back"
The Lupine looked sceptical at him. "Why's that? "
"I need to be bound the night. " the kat explained. "Otherwise those things on my body will electro cute me till I do what I need to"
The Lupine got up. "Ok little one. I can offer you a ride on my bike into town, but you own me for that, you hear me? "
The meerkat only nodded and tried not to cry out as the shocks got worse.
"Can you please gag me? " he asked "The shocks will turn worse still and I cant keep silent otherwise. "
The lupine turned and when he came back he had a big ball gag in his hand.
"You better give me your address before that goes in" he pointed to the gag.
The kat explained as clearly as he could how to get to him, wincing in between. Than the gag went in and got fastened behind his head and everything covered in one of those biker scarves. His host took him by an other stair up to the garage and off they went to bondage and less pain for tonight.
By the time they got to the meerkats house the jolts were that bad the Lupine had to carry him in and up to his room. The kat got his stuff out and made ready for his training and bondage, expecting it to be worse than ever. Crying as the Lupine watched he begged him to stay with him and hold him thru the night. The Lupine agreed reluctantly. Seeing as it might help his kitten. When he went into his gear the Lupine watched fascinated and took his shaking toy in his arms on the bed. The meerkat had slipped into his own encased world by then.
Hearing the voice, the meerkat tried to explain to it that it wasn't his mistake that he was late. But the only answer he got, was the explanation that he could have taken everything with him, so he deserved the punishment.
The voice explained further that the punishment would take the whole night and would have only small interludes of pleasure to make the rest all the worse for him.
The gag in his mouth was already bigger than anything he ever had to hold before and his ass felt ready to rip apart where his balls and dick felt like cooking sizzling sausages. He struggled in vain. The jacked only getting tighter and the air thinner. He passed out several times but each time he woke again and it started all over. He bucked, forgetting the Lupine and everything else around him. Only the pain counted, till he broke down the last time and stayed unconscious.
In the morning he found the Lupine still holding him. The jacked hat not let him out yet, only the gag was gone for the moment so he was able to speak again. As he needed to piss, he had to ask his new friend to open the doors for him.
When he struggled back into his room, the lupine was holding the control band. Having it picked up from its customary place on the writing desk.
"That is it? " he asked.
The meerkat nodded, having read everything about it in the time since his first training.
"What will it do to me? " was the Lupines next question.
"Nothing like what it does to me. It controls me. For you, it's just an armband. " he explained.
The Lupine grinned. "And you want me to have it? " he asked?
The meerkat let his head hang. "Yes please, with that you can change the parameters that bind me. You could have me controlled stricter, but if you want, you can take some of the restrictions away too. " he explained.
"We will see about that" a wolfish grin meet his face. "How do I put it on? "
Now the meerkat grinned too. "Just push it over your wrist and tell it to close"
It was amazingly easy. The band closed around the wrist and they heard both a voice. "Controller logged into number 226. attending command. "
The Lupine grinned again. "How do I get to your dick? "
"Easy, " the meerkat explained. " you tell it to release my dick and it does it"
So he did. Getting more confident with each step.
He pushed his kitten on the bed and said to the jacked
"Make 226 felt popped and reduce 226 air gradually"
Then he just watched the kat struggle for some time while he still held him. When he saw how horny all that play got his kitten he took its dick and started playing with it.
Having none touch him for months is was just a matter of minutes with everything else going on before the kat came all over himself and sank down.
The Lupine picked the cup up from the floor and pushed it onto the meerkats crotch where it once again moulded seamlessly with the body.
Then he told the jacked " 226 is going to stay like this the whole day"
With that he pushed his kitty back onto the bed and snuggled up to him.
Then he whispered close to his ear "Now, you are all mine!"
chapter four
An other month had passed and the meerkats life hat changed dramatically again.
The first halve of the year had changed him from a carefree student to a bondage and chastity slave trainee and after two months into the second halve he was now a fully fledged and owned slave with the love of his life as master and top.
But still there were changes he had to get used too. For instance the suit he was in at the moment. They had gotten it from the same store as his normal straightjacket and like that jacket it came with certain extras. It had moulded to his skin connecting the mask, the belt and the toy in his ass to one unit. The legs could mould together and the arms to the side of the suit leaving him totally helpless. Or the arms could work the same as in the normal straightjacket with the legs bound or unbound. The last special mode was the mode where the suit forced him on all fours giving him paws and the look of a dog.
At the moment however, not much of that showed. The mask was at home, he wore a duvet jacket and only his collar showed at the top. The tight black suit hugged his legs and his feet were in army boots. He was walking beside his top and boyfriend through a shopping mal, but that didn't mean his friend couldn't get up to something, especially as he looked bored right now. The Lupine had just whispered something to the control band and the meerkat could feel something building up around his dick and ass.
He wondered if his love was in such a mood that he would get carried away again.
It had happened before and had been very humiliating last time. Ending with him in a bar being forced to serve and cum before an audience he didn't now at all.
He closed the small gap between them and whispered. "What are you up to again? "
But the only answer he got was the toothy grin the lupine used on him when he was up to mischief and a whispered comment of " Enjoy".
His arms tightened, forcing him to gasp and wonder if none saw what really happened to him. His jacked changing more and more to is straightjacket form. But he lost interests in his noticeability shortly after that, as the suit started to really peace up and stimulate him, letting him gasp even more and little moans started escaping him.
His friend didn't help it when he patted his ass, nipping his ear at the same time.
The meerkat braced himself against a railing, pressing his crotch to the wall and lifting his tail, loosing all modesty he asked over his shoulder, "Do you want to take me right now? "
The Lupine still behind him, nipped his other ear "Ah, that's my kitty! " Then he whispered to the control band "Make 226 felt popped". He braced his hand against the meerkats slit. Holding him up as he started to shudder more and more. When he felt his lover to be right on edge he ordered "226 increasing electricity to nipple and balls!"
The meerkat exploded under him. His ass tightened and he moaned into the Lupines shoulder, biting into his leatherjacket at the same time.
In answer the lupine slapped him on the butt, but didn't stop the suit from stimulating him.
Then without any further remark the Lupine turned and entered the shop right behind them. Leaving a shaking and still bound meerkat behind he shouted grinning over his shoulder.
"Come on lazy! If you drag along like that, you gona carry everything we need alone"
And with that said, he vanished behind the rows. The kat still standing there, shaking and moaning.
chapter five
Lugging the shopping bags into the house he could feel the suit start to tingle all the way down his spine. Looking around, he searched for his boyfriend but didn't see him.
Today was truly one of his lovers "Play days". Hastening out of his jacket he went into their playroom, where he almost tumbled over some toys and pushed into his mask while going to his knees at the same time. He knew what was coming. Watching his rubber clad hands he saw them turn more and more paw like. The gag in his mouth formed into something that kept him from talking but let him still bark and growl, or to the delight of his top, suck dick or lick something.
He had learned that trying to get up or standing would be punished by the suit in his current state so he slipped some kneepads on and pawed out on all fours, in search of something to eat, to play or his master or best all three in one.
Passing the groceries he knew that it was a no go to touch them either. Dogs taking things from the table were bad dogs. And he knew through own experience what bad dogs got themselves into. If he had thought ahead he would have placed them on the floor. That being his territory he would have been able to get himself something out of them, but it was to late for it now. Pawing on he kept looking for his lover, but couldn't find him neither in the house nor in the garden. Crawling thru the dog door he went back inside again and hoped on the couch in front of the telly. He had learned by trial and error that he could read a book or watch telly but nothing more human like when being trained as a dog. So he pushed the on button and swapped channels while he waited for something to happen.
He woke when he felt a finger in his ass massaging his prostate and started purring.
The Lupine hat crept in during his sleep and sat right next to him now. Happy he crawled into his lap while the finger never stopped massaging and he rubbed his head against the big chest.
There were some disks on the small table in front of them and the meerkat guessed what they were. The lupine had been out getting some films to watch for a cuddly telly night.
He barked and hopped to the floor. All that massaging made it necessary to take a piss and he scratched on the door.
The lupine got up and opened it.
"Don't take to long in the garden, " he said. "Dinner will be ready in a couple of minutes"
And in an afterthought hearing the dog outside he added "and don't mark in the flowerbed. They will wilt if they get to much!" But it seemed to late for that last remark anyway.
When the meerkat, now rubber dog, came back inside two bowls were already placed next to the kitchen table. One with water, the other with a sort of steaming mush the lupine liked to cook and eat himself too and was already doing so at the table. The dog bounced over and started slurping from both bowls.
After finishing he tried to nuzzled the crotch of his lover but the lupine pushed him back with a grin. "You know your face is al dirty, do you? " he asked.
The dog yipped and shock himself.
But the Lupine was already over at the sink wetting a towel and when back, rubbed it over his dogs face. "now you can try again."
They went both back into the snuggery where the lupine inserting the disk and the meerkat waited for him in front of the couch.
With the lupine seated the meerkat started nuzzling him again.
This time there were no objections to what he did.
Soon the lupine started groaning.
Bending over his rubber clad toy he said "226 alternating stimulation of nipples, dick and ass"
That made his toy jump and soon both were groaning.
After some time the Lupine made his toy stop pleasuring him and helped him into his lap again where he snuggled down and kept on moaning.
Watching the film he rubbed absentminded over his boys back, ass and belly but the meerkat was to busy with his own feelings to pay much attention either to the rubbing or the film.
Seeing the result of his work the Lupine ordered the suit. "226, darken the lenses and bind his arms straightjacket fashion" that done he added "increase stimulation! "
With that he felt his toy shudder and watched the rest of the film with extra pleasure as the meerkat squirmed and struggled futile in his arms.
The film finished, he lifted the by now uncontrollably groaning meerkat up and put him, belly down , on the bed in their room. Checking the ass of his lover with his finger made the meerkat wiggle it invitingly and he couldn't resist any longer.
Sheeting himself in his lover he ordered the suit. "226 shorten breath and rebreath till climax" Then he started pumping his much smaller toy, lubed by his increasing precum.
It took only the blink of an eye and both shot their loads.
Exhausted the lupine ordered the suit one last time that night "226,Normal night status"
With that the meerkat slumped too. His sight returned and the stimulations subsided after almost to long. Leaving him with an afterglow and a fulfilling weariness in his bondage prison. Snuggling against each other they fell asleep.
chapter six
One night, cuddling in front of the telly again, the meerkat bound and masked as usual and his lover in a rubber suit that pronouncing the bulge in his crotch, the Lupine told him:
" I've been checking the options of your suit. Not only don't you ever need to get out of it for cleaning or other purposes. But as you have already found out it can do body modes like making you into a dog and stuff. "
He grinned sheepishly.
"I always wanted you to get your dick and nipples pierced but thought it impossible with this thing on. I've found out otherwise today. Tonight, during your sleep, the suit will get you some decorations. Don't be afraid if you wake up und hurt a little." he reassured him.
The meerkat snuggled up tighter.
"I don't mind. You now I'm all yours. Body and mind. If you ordered me, I would live only of your body wastes if I had to. "
A thoughtful expression crossed the lupines face at those words but the meerkat, absorbed by the film and his seeming absent minded playing with that big crotch with his foot, didn't see a thing.
True to his word, the suit woke him during the night. He had felt two sharp pains, once in his nipples and once on his dick, but as the pain already subsided he just turned in the arms of the still sleeping lupine and fell asleep again.
In the morning, the lupine told his kat that the needed to go shopping in the evening.
"I know you are busy with learning for your exams, " he said. "I will just pick you up at your parents after I have finished so you don't need to come along."
He grinned "Don't forget to take your raiding leathers with you. We don't want you to catch a cold, do we?"
The last sentence made the meerkat grin. He knew only to well what fun the ride would be.
In the evening he stood exactly on time at the curb. The mask was already on his head and
from afar it looked like he wore one of those hoods bikers uses for under their helmets. Helmet in the crook of his arm he waited a bit nervous. His hands had already turned into paws again and stuck in leather mittens the same colour as his leather suit. The plug in his ass had grown and he knew it would drive him nuts in no time, especially on the bike and on a rough road but he just loved to ride behind his wolf. He hoped he would be gone before one of the neighbours came by and tried to chat to him, seeing what he really wore. Just at that moment he saw the lupine turn around the corner and pulled the helmet over the mask, ready to go. The bike halted beside him und he clambered up behind the lupine.
Clinging to the lupines back and at the same time hugging his chest they went of. The lenses of the mask became opaque leaving him in darkness and the meerkats still sensitive nipples got a hard work over. Without much thought his mittens started to wander down to the crotch of the lupine but were slapped away. Preventing any bad distractions during the ride.
chapter seven
Back home, the meerkat got his sight back when they halted and was let out of the mittens and his leathers once they were indoors. Still horny as hell and blushing he stood on his tiptoes and kissed his lover thank you.
The Lupine took hold of his collar and tugged him in the direction of the playroom al the while ordering the suit to bind the meerkats arms again.
There stood a new black iron toy in one corner and the meerkat was led over to it, shivering in anticipation. It looked like a strange sort of cross to him and he wondered what you could do with it.
The meerkats legs were spread and fastened to the bars. Then a cone shaped contraption started to force its way into his ass making him stand up very straight. At last a tight broad collar, affixed to the frame, was locked around his throat taking the last of his freedom away.
The lupine stood in front of him enjoying the sight.
"Feeling good? " he asked his totally immobilised boyfriend.
Unable to speak with the gag fully inflated again, the only sound in response was a satisfying "Hhhmmmppff" coming out of the mask.
"But you haven't seen the best of it yet" the lupine taunted and started to screw a tube into the nuzzle of the meerkats mask. Stepping back he regarded his handiwork, then ordered the suit. "226 release front shield. "
He took the cup away regarding his newly pierced lovers dick. It made him so horny he had to play with the now pierced nipples too, making the meerkat squeal.
Connecting the dick to some electro toys the lupine switching them on and grinned evilly.
Then, turning, he sat a big mirror in front of the meerkat so he could regard himself.
The meerkat eyes went wide when the saw himself in the mirror like that. His dick rock hard, only pushed down by the weight of the newly implanted ring.
Stepping behind the contraption the lupine pushed a switch and laughing gas together with some other fumes started to fill the meerkats mask making him struggle and go limp in his bonds by turns.
He heard the lupine order the suit again "226 repeated cum control and overall stimulation till told to stop"
The meerkat tried to trash, but he was held so tightly he couldn't move a muscle.
He saw the lupine sit down on the upholstered table next to him, his hands at his own crotch, playing with his own dick and envied him his freedom. He knew he wouldn't get to shot that easy. He felt his head swimming, his field of vision got smaller and smaller. He was sooo close to cuming. Only a bit more he begged soundlessly. Then everything stopped.
He tried to move, to push his dick against something, tears of frustration forming in his eyes but he knew it wouldn't work.
He slumped in his bonds and the machine started again.
When he woke he was laying on their couch, mask still on and cup replaced again. He felt a deep ache in his ass and dick and his nipples weren't much better of.
He tugged at the blanked covering him and listened. The lupine seemed still to be in the playroom. Looking at the clock on the wall he got up, stomach grumbling.
Checking their chores list for cooking duty he started doing it himself as it was his turn, while the lupine tinkered some more in the playroom.
After eating the lupine feigned tiredness and both went to bed early. The meerkat as always held tightly by his big wolf. During the night, he felt the lupine rummage around but thought nothing of it, sleeping on like the happy kitten he was.
That changed in the morning when he rolled over and climbed out of the bed to take a piss. Passing the mirror he saw his somewhat changed image and stopped.
There was a new addition to the suit that had not been there last night. A tube leading from the piss hole in the cup over his belly and chest up to the mask where it vanished at its base clearly showed.
Taking a closer look, he saw an other tube moulded to the suit go between his legs from the lower end of the cup to his ass.
The lupine had come up behind him silently and grinned over his shoulder.
"Do you like it? " he asked in his most innocent voice.
The meerkat tried to talk but the gag in his mouth just got bigger and he sat down on the toilets lid. There was noting he could do. Relaxing he felt the piss starting to flow and it gushed into his mouth making him gag a bit.
"Do you want to take mine to? " the lupine asked. Trying to sound even more innocent than before.
The meerkat shock his head in a no, but the lupine just grinned. "I can wait."
Having swallowed everything the suit released his arms.
Trying to take the mask of he found that it was as easy as before. The tube somehow separated and just closes at his neck. No open holes showed at all. He cleaned himself up, then got down to the breakfast his lover hat set out for him and following that, headed out for his bus to the school as usual. His head still full of what just had happened, wondering where it might lead and if he liked it.
During the day when he felt the pressure in his bladder build and went to the toilet to release it, nothing came out. Instead he felt it start to fill his ass. Trying to stop it he found he couldn't. The suit took control and emptied everything into where it wanted. He went back for his class, feeling his bellies pressure increase during the day. But he was busy taking notes, found it still bearable and ignored it thru the day.
In the evening, just crossing the threshold, he felt the slight cramping of his forced self made enema getting worse, as more of his piss was pressed into his ass.
He saw no other solution than to pick up his mask and done it early. As soon as he had done so, the gag in his mouth expanded and piss started flowing thru it down his throat.
Lying on the ground and massaging his belly he was forced to recycle till his boyfriend came home. Even unable to get rid of what extra he had to hold in his ass till then.
At last the front door squeaked announcing the waited for arrival.
The meerkat was still on the floor in the living room when his lover entered. Seeing him squirm on the ground he grinned. "Learned your lesson, didn't you? "
Taking the meerkats covered head in his hands he looked deep into his eyes.
"I guess you are ready now. " he said. "I kept that for you the whole day long"
The meerkat whimpered but nodded.
"226, form a piss gag, " he ordered and a hole opened up in the front of the mask.
Pushing his dick in, he started pissing and the meerkat swallowed every drop he got.
That done he said, "226 release of enema at will" and rubbed his kittens belly, sending the meerkat hurrying to the toilet at a fast trot with those last words.
He knew he would never ever need to get up for a piss during the night now, his little kitty only to ready to see to his every need regarding that problem.
It was here!
He had waited for so long to get it.
The young meerkat grinned and hauled the package upstairs, being careful his parents didn't see it. But they were always prying into his life. 20 years of no privacy made it hard to get some of the things that he'd wanted. They weren't bad things.... just unusual things that he thought no one in his family would understand.
He tossed the box on his bed.
"Dude, is that it?" his fox friend asked.
The meerkat nodded, with a huge grin. "My parents are going out tonight, looking for a garage door, so I can try it on."
"Awesome."
He opened the box and peeked inside. A thick paper manual, glue bound, laid on top of the garment inside. He pulled the manual out an paged through it, all legal stuff in different languages. He tossed it aside on the bed and picked up the remote It looked un-godly complicated and he put it down again, not even knowing what it was for. But he might need it later.
His friend, bit of a Tec nerd, picked up the manual and the remote and started reading, an eyebrow raised soon after the first paragraph.
The meerkat couldn't wait. He pulled the garment out of the box. The piece of clothing opened up, the long sleeves that were enclosed on the end and had belts coming out of them. Straps that went up the rear of the jacket and a collar topped it off. A Straitjacket.
It was from a website that made Jackets for prisoners. He'd seen them all over the city, the criminals wore them, were forced to wear them actually. That kept the prisons clean and for bigger fish. Small time criminals were processed though the court and instead of fines and prison time, they were forced into these straitjackets and then let out on the street again. It was difficult, if you were inside one, you were immediately marked as a bad furson and weren't let into many places.
The company had asked for exact measurements, waist, wrist, arm length, neck, tail length and diameter off the body. A small round tag with his name engraved hung off the front collar, and a number that they asked him for, 226, was on the left corner, just under the shoulder pad. And it was cheap, the cost anyway. It cost only a few weeks pay and was made and shipped in one week. That was surprising.
He stripped down to his one piece underbody suit. It was a comfortable blend of cotton and spandex, and had a nice meerkat paw-print on the left inner leg. Everyone wore one, longs, shorts, or a separated shirt/boxers, they were sold everywhere. The suit looked slick and had a shine to it as it was new and not broken in yet. His was a shoulder length and above knee style, he had others for different times during the year.
He couldn't help but to slip an arm inside the sleeve. It was a perfect fit, not tight, but not loose, like a well cut shirt. He noticed though that the straps had no where to go... no buckles. He tuned the jacket over, looking for them... but they weren't there. huh....
He did find small black patches of what looked like rubber, but were rock solid. In an experiment he touched a strap to the patch... The rubber like substance turned almost liquid and 'swallowed' the strap. He jumped. That was unexpected.... he then tried to pull the strap from the material. No avail. He tugged with all his might, but still no give, the strap wasn't coming out. Well... then he stopped pulling and the black patch released the strap, it 'melted' out from around it and returned to it's rock hard form. That was how it worked....
He slipped the jacket over his front and slid inside. It was so comfortable, better than anything else he'd ever tried before.
"Let me help." The fox said, taking a brake from the book and tugging the jacket all the way onto his meerkat friend. The meerkat didn't refuse.
The jacket seemed to glide on the rest of the way, no jerking tugging and no pulling on the straps. The jacket just closed behind him and tightened. It was a perfect fit. There was extra room to move in and he lifted his arms above his head. No tight tug, pulling the jacket up. Just a perfect fit. This was worth all the money he'd spent.
The fox pulled the crotch straps under him and let the black patches take hold and swallow them. The jacket was fully on the meerkat now, except the arm straps. The meerkat put his arms through the side straps and centre strap and felt the sleeves pull in on himself. A top arm binder strap was placed through the shoulder loops and centre loop, and was quickly pulled tight. With a huge grin, he walked over to the mirror. It looked nice, brown straps, tannish, well build body. The collar was unbelievably awesome as well, not tight or constrictive, but still it hugged his fur covered throat.
He did what everyone else would have. He rocked his arms back and forth in the straitjacket. He'd heard that you couldn't get out when inside. Struggling got harder as the jacket seemed to tighten, pulling in on him and squeezing. He panicked and struggled more, turning, trying to see if his friend was tugging on the straps. But to his surprise he wasn't, the fox was in the bean bag chair with the book in his lap and the remote on the floor beside him.
"Help!" the meerkat squealed, trying to stop the jacket from tightening more, but no use. It kept going, closing in tighter and tighter.
It was getting hard to breathe now, and he could hear his heart in his head, fell the blood pumping, slowing. The jacket was going to kill him. His breath came in ragged gasps, he looked up and at his friend.
'Does he not see me? What is going on?' he thought.
His friend came over and picked him off the floor, his body mostly limp from lack of oxygen.
"Relax." he whispered in the kat's ear. "Stop struggling, the jacket is doing that cause it thinks you are trying to escape."
The meerkat stopped, he gave up. The Jacket was going to kill him...
Then he felt the jacket ease up, his breathing returned to normal and the restraints went back to the tightness of when it was first applied.
"Let me OUT!" the meerkat cried.
"I can't!" the fox protested. "The straps are gone, fused with the body of the jacket."
"WHAT?! What do you mean the straps are gone?!" the kat started to struggle again, but remembered with a start what the jacket had done last time.
"Now that I have a captive audience...." The fox grinned. "I'll read this to you...This is not just a Straitjacket," the fox said. "It's a very complicated piece of work. It's made from a material that is un-rippable, it won't break, nothing can cut it."
The meerkat knew that his conversation was going somewhere. "Ok, well I don't want to rip it... just what the hell is going on with it."
"The jacket has a feature that will tighten the restraints when it feels the occupant is trying to escape. It will tighten to the point of suffocation, then back off when the victim's heartbeat drops dramatically, it won't ever kill you.." the fox flipped though the thick book that came with the Jacket.
"It comes with a remote. This thing controls how long the occupant, you in our case, stays inside it. It goes all the way up to years on the setting and once it's on, you can't get out until the remote activates the patches and releases the straps. It's quite fool proof. You should have read the book before you tried the jacket on."
The meerkat shivered.'I'm stuck' his head echoed.
"Further on" his friend said with his nose in the book, "It looks as if you have activated the jacked in standard training mode and it says that would require you to wear other things that have been sent with it in that case too."
The fox went rummaging in the box.
"See. There's more." He lifted a bag out and started unpacking it.
"I don't know what this is," the fox said, showing him a black nobly tube.
The kat turned red. he knew exactly well what it was but he couldn't guess for his life's worth why they would send something like that along.
His friend, oblivious to his discomfort and with his nose still in the book, read on. "it says it goes in your ass "for stimulation and control purposes" and the other thing here, " he held something like a small black shield up, "that looks like a sports cup to me, is for your front."
Showing him the last piece the fox made big eyes. What he held was a shiny black mask with black mirrored lenses. No mouth hole or other breathing holes were visible, only a nozzle like on a gasmask showed on one side. The eyes of the fox glowed.
"You know what that looks like? " he said. "like one of those battle masks our soldiers get in military service. With speakers, vids and earplugs. Way cool! "
The meerkat fidgeted around.
"I can understand you being exited and all," he said.
"But as the tec nerd here, could you tell me how I can get out of the jacket now?" he pleaded.
The fox grinned. "Beg for it!"
"Pleeeaaassssseee," the kat made big babies eyes at him.
"Okey, okey," the fox went on still grinning. "Lets see what the manual says about it!"
With that his nose went into the book again and his forehead creased. His eyes following the lines on the pages as he read and read and his face darkened with each page.
At last he said: "You have to go through with it. Once the process is started there is no way to stop it till its run its course."
The kat slumped.
Seeing his crestfallen friend he added, "If you don't do it the jacket will tighten and tighten till you beg someone to do it, it says."
Then he grinned and clapped him on the shoulder. "Don't look so sad! It says first training takes only about four to six hours and then it will let you out. That's at least what I've understood from it. After that you can likely program it as you want."
He crosses the room to where he had put the three pieces of equipment and turned to his meerkat friend.
"Do you want me to help you with them?" he asked.
Turning slightly red in anticipation of the disgrace of having his friends hands in his pants the kat answered. "Sure, how else would I get them on?"
The fox grinned even more. "You will see! Those are truly high-tech gadget!"
With that he felt his friend press the black tube against his covered backside and something wet started seeping in.
"what.., " the meerkat started. But his friend shushed him.
"Take it cool. Those things will just melt and go to the right places. Something to do with handling prisoners easier the manual says. " he winked. "says that you can be cleaned and your visits to the toilet controlled with those on too."
The cat huffed as he felt something creep into his hole and expand slightly.
But the fox was already in front of him with the cup and he watched with wonder as the thing vanished through his one piece underbody suit without leaving any spots or smears.
"You see? " the fox grinned from ear to ear.
But the kat was more absorbed with watching the small bulge that had started forming where the cup had vanished just seconds ago and the feelings that started down there.
The pull on his sack within the device increased and everything got a very snug feel down below. If felt as if the thing melded with his skin and tugged his dick and balls in special compartments.
He thought about how difficult it would be to get out of it later on.
By this time he really wondered in what he had gotten himself with this new toy of his.
The fox was already holing the mask, turning it in his hands.
"Do you want to go right true with it or should we wait some? We could watch some telly till you get comfortable, " he offered.
The meerkat shock his head. "The sooner on, the sooner I can get out of it, " he said. "And in case something goes wrong or my parents get home early you are still around to help"
With that he tossed his hear back and sat before the fox so that he could put it on easier.
It was a snug fit and closed tight around his neck. Again he felt that wet feeling as if the mask didn't close with a zipper but moulded itself directly to his head. He shuddered, but as breathing was quite easy didn't panic because of it.
His fox friend stood still in front of him and he looked up to see him clearly. No problems with seeing either then, he thought.
"Want to watch telly now? " his friend asked with a grin.
The meerkat grinned too, but remembering that the fox couldn't see it tried to speak.
"No, thanks, " he said and his friend seemed satisfied with his ability to answer.
"I will just enjoy this hot feeling in here for some time. You go do it!"
His friend nodded.
At the same time the meerkat felt something push into his mouth and expand.
"I'm going downstairs to watch a movie on your parent's big screen." the fox said, without waiting for a response. "I'll be back later.
But the meerkat didn't listen anymore.
He tried vainly to fight against the gag getting bigger in his mouth, struggled against the increasing strange feelings in his crotch and ass, and as the lenses in his mask started to darken, cutting him of from the outside and a voice start to talk to him, he knew he was in for something....
Chapter two
"Hello Number 226," the voice said. "I will be your trainer for the next six hours. I will explain your future life to you and start your training today."
After a short break in the dark the voice went on.
"You are in this training either because you are a criminal or because you are into bondage and control as a lifestyle. It doesn't matter to us/Secure Care if you are a criminal or have embraced the life as a bondage and chastity sub yourself. The training is in both cases the same.
If you are a student you will be able to visit school and learn so as not to give you to much disadvantages in life. The training equipment will interconnect with the schools systems and grading will influence the training. The same goes for working citizens. Unemployed will run thru the training faster to make them into contributing members of society as soon as possible.
If you are a criminal your progress will be checked by the government, represented through someone with an authorised control band on a regular basis till the end of your sentence.
If you are into the lifestyle and none with an authorised control band logs into your system during the first six months your ownership will go over to Secure Care and you will be handled and managed by them. Remind your caretaker to avoid inconveniences and log into the system as soon as possible."
Hearing the last sentences the meerkat tried to struggle vainly in his bonds again.
But the only answer was that the jacket got tighter till he sank to his knees.
"I will explain the training tools and training regime now." The voice went on and little screens in the lenses of his mask started to light up and pictures showed.
"As you might have felt, there is a controlling tool in your anus." A corresponding picture with a cross section of his lower parts showed up before his eyes and flashing in it the tool.
"With it its possible to punish you," together with the words he felt a jolt of electricity go true his ass. Making him buck and cry out. "Or to pleasure you" the voice went on and he felt, at the same time, a softer vibration. His dick trying to react, he moaned, softer this time but longer than before.
It would have been a strange sight if anyone had watched. The kat squirming and bucking on the bed, but not a sound escaping that mask. Not a moan or cry could be heard not even the sound of breathing.
"It's possible to have anal sex even with this tool inserted as long as the feature has not been disabled by a controller. " the inhuman voice said and explained further.
"With criminals this feature is normally switched off and has to be enabled against request again." Thanks heaven that's not me the meerkat thought. But the voice hadn't stopped and he had to catch up on it.
"If the training requires it. A trainees toilet habits can be controlled and corrected too or enemas for medical reason, for pleasure or as punishment applied."
The images changed to his front and his dick, or better his nonvisible dick.
"With this cup or chastity belt," the voice explained "a trainees bad masturbation habits are stopped at the root. Only a controller can take it away giving a trainee freedom to masturbate or have active sex. Once melded to the body as it is now, a surgical removal would remove the genitalia too, leading to castration."
The meerkat winced and sobbed at that, but the voice had already gone on explaining and showing him punishment and rewarding features of the belt, the same as with the anus, making him yelp and moan by turns. But this time it took more time with pleasuring him, showing him that in the end, it could be a punishment too, with his dick unable to rise and expand and him ready to shot a load.
The features of the jacket where explained really fast. It could tighten if needed, had some electro hidden too and the best of it, it could make his nipples really stiff and make them ache hellishly.
Then the voice came to the mask and took more time explaining again.
"The mask," it said, "is the primary input and learning device. We can show you everything you need to know with it, but it is able to give you the most severe punishments too.
We can take hearing, sight voice and even breath form you." With each sense counted, there came its absence; silence, darkness, an inflated gag till he almost puked and then no air so that he panicked, struggled and kicked till he got electro all over his body and ass and a commanding voice told him to stop. It took him still a couple of minutes and then some good vibrations in his back to calm him too, but in the end he did it and got some praise from the voice for it.
"We are almost at the end of the intro " the voice said. "It's time to show you the worst punishment so you know the extend of it." With that said, stars exploded in front of him as the electroshock to his head took effect and he went out cold. His body bending in an arch, then trashing, and in the end slumping limply to the floor.
When the meerkat came to and struggled awake again, he taught he had dreamed. But then he tried to grab for the light and couldn't move his hands, that's when everything came back.
"I see you are back again." The voice said in a reasonable tone.
"We don't have that much time anymore tonight. I want you to see the good side of your training too." That's when he became aware of something massage his prostate in a way he had never felt before. A little bit later, his dick started to get attention too, together with his already hard nipples, that combination drove him crazy.
That's what fucking must be like, he thought, taking shorter and shorter gasps of air.
Somehow the mask let him rebreath his own used air and his breath became shorter and shorter, pushing him toward climax. Everything started to get white and he shot his first load in his new life, slumping and loosing consciousness again.
When he awoke the second time. The straps where lose and the fox shock him.
"Hey sleepy head, " his friend said. "had a good time?"
The meerkat struggled into an upright position on his bed and shock his arms out.
The jacked came off easily and fell to the floor. The fox had climbed on the bed and pulled on the mask now. It came off with a wet plop. Showing an even wetter, happy and bewildered looking furr. Working his jaw, the kat grinned. "Cant say it was to bad," he said. "How was your film? "
"Fell asleep," came the answer. "It's almost morning. Your parents just returned. Thought I should warn you."
That made the meerkat jump. With hasty experience he tucked his new toy under the bed and flattened the package, making it ready for disposal. The fox picked a green wrist sized band from the floor and held it in front of the kat.
"What's that? " he asked grabbing it. Turning it he held it to the light. On the inside it read.
"Control band for 226" he gasped but just put it on his desk.
He took another quick, searching look around the room but nothing else seemed to betray him.
"Best I let you out now, don't you think?" he thought loud.
The fox nodded. "I will get over to our house without my people knowing I was out this long. Best for all, " he grinned and both proceeded down the backstairs.
The meerkat lifted the door a bit, so as not to make it squeak, ushering his friend out and wishing him some nice dreams on the way. Then he returned upstairs.
In front of his room he changed his mind and turned around again heading for the toilets. He needed to take a shit.
In the toilet he looked the door behind himself and slipped out of the underbody suit.
He hadn't dreamt it. He was truly sealed.
Standing before the wall mirror the touched his front and back. He could feel something protrude a bit in his ass slit, but the front was smooth with no hold to rip or tear. His balls and dick totally coffered. A small hole no bigger than a talon tip at the bottom indicated where the piss would come out. He sighed. He would need to sit to piss in the future.
But first thing first. He felt the pressure build.
The voice had shown him for what the protruding bit in his ass was and how to operate it. Turning the showerhead till it came of he connected the tube to his ass and slowly turned the water on. Filling him up and causing slight cramping but turning him on at the same time.
From now on, the voice had said, he would clean himself like that ever two days.
He kneeled as instructed so that the water might even reach the more remote parts inside him and squirmed. He wouldn't be able to remove the tube till that thing thought he was full enough.
Felling that the water had stopped he removed the hose and sat on the toilet but nothing would come out. Frustrated he started hopping and did squats till the cramps got worse and he had to sit again. This time it worked and the water started gushing out. His belly becoming flat and even more athletic than normal.
Happy he put the underbody suit back on and went to bed again.
A couple of hours later his sideboard clock woke him and he hurried into his cloths and down to breakfast. Grabbing his orange juice he greet his parents. "Hi mom, hi dad. I'm off to school. See you! " and hurried out of the door.
At school none seemed to notice anything of his condition. The only thing he felt was a tingle in the front when he went onto the school ground and another one when he went into his first class. But otherwise he almost forgot about it during the day.
Not even fox and his other friends noticed anything, he skated, talked and eat with them without any remarks or questions raised.
In the evening he learned and ate dinner with his parent as usual. Talking about the day as if nothing had happened.
But when he went to bed and the house turned silent he knew something would happen.
It stared with a faint buzz in his ass, then in his crotch, but he ignored both. After that the shocks started. First his ass again and after some time on his dick too.
Feeling the pain and almost crying out he decided to put the mask on.
The voice was already waiting for him. "You are late," it remarked. "Put the jacked on!"
Reluctantly he pushed his arms into it, but it was only halve way up as it already started to tighten, clinging to him and taking his breath away.
"You were a bad boy, " the voice said. "and bad boys need to be disciplined!" With that, it took almost all his air, making him beg for each breath, but the shocks became worse too. His lungs burned and his balls felt as if they were on fire, his ass felt as if it would explode any moment. He cried and tried to beg again, but no sound would come out of his tightly gagged mouth now.
He was trashing around in darkness, totally helpless. His only companion the voice, explaining why it was necessary for him to be handled like this.
Some time later, he guesses it to be hours, the punishment stopped and the voice soothed him. After that it went over his school subjects. He was surprised how much it knew about his current teachers plans and his weak points. It asked questions. And each time he answered correctly he got rewarded, the jacked making him moan with pleasure. Later it started training his ass to take toys or a dick and made him whimper when it stretched him almost to far. But it stimulated his dick at the same time and after some time he couldn't discern the pain from his ass and the pleasure from his dick anymore, just moaning.
At the end of the training session he learned to take a dick and deep throat and the voice priced him again. Almost sad it told him that it couldn't let him cum today with what he had done at the beginning. "If you had been early or punctual, " it said. "I might have been able to let you cum." With those words it send him off to sleep in its tight embrace.
I the morning it woke him before his normal time and he went for a shower.
Other than a sore feeling in his ass and throat he couldn't see a mark on his body.
He went off to school and it soon turned into a sort of routine with him getting into the mask and jacked as soon as the sun went down. Becoming better and better trained and his limits expanded more and more each night. Sometimes he would even stay in the jacket a day or a weekend if his parents were away. The jacked having hacked into his parent schedules planed for those days and he learned to eat and drink out of a bowel with the mask on. Doing things without his hands. His friends didn't ask to many questions seeing him a bit less often. Thinking it related to his better grades at school and learning.
They were far from wrong.
Chapter three
Over the weeks his thoughts returned more and more often to the control band and to whom he should give it to. He wondered what person he should ask to become his caretaker. He knew that he couldn't wear the thing himself. The jacket would know and not accept it. But he still hat no clue what person would fit him best.
He had been talking online with a young rubber fur, a lupine, for some time now, but wasn't sure how that one would take to his condition. He would meet him the first time today. This afternoon to be precise and got more and more nervous each minute now.
He had played with a couple of tops over the last weeks, encouraged by the jacked to test his training and was sure to satisfy, but to meet someone he actually liked was something else.
He walked up and down in front of the bus stop where they should meet, when someone tapped him on the shoulder and he jumped.
"Hello little furr ball! " a deep voice greeted him.
"What's turning you into knots like this?"
He looked way up and gulped. There stood his appointment, punctual as a clock.
Dark furr, leather jacked over a rubber shirt. Tight jeans and high boots.
"Been waiting for long?" the lupine asked to take the tension away.
"No, no, " the meerkat almost stammered. "Just arrived with the bus. Where do we go? "
The lupine pointed to his left. "Just down that road. It's not even halve a block we have to walk. " he put a paw on the meerkats shoulder, steering him in the proper direction.
They stopped in front of an old house. "That's mine," the lupine explained. "But before I let you in you have to give me a kiss out here, " he said with a toothy grin.
Almost cocky the meerkat said, "Sure, I will get a ladder."
Pushing his crotch against the upper leg of his host to reach higher the meerkat stood on tiptoe and kissed him. The lupine was bound to feel the meerkats chastity belt like that and promptly asked. "What's that hard stuff in your crotch boy? "
Coyly the meerkat answered. "I will show you in a place were...were we are more private, " he said looking up into his hosts eyes.
The lupine winked at him. "Just don't think you will leave as easy as you enter here. "
Right behind the door was a small table with a collar and leather fetters.
"strip and kneel" were the only words heard in the entrance hall. And the meerkat did as ordered.
Once the collar and manacles were locked onto him he was ordered to turn slowly around and the lupine touched his sealed ass and front shield.
"Doesn't it hurt? " he asked.
"Nope" the meerkat explained. "You can fuck me all you want. I wont ever get bloody. The only thing is my dick when I'm to horny and it tries to explode in there. It gets very uncomfortable then"
The lupine grinned his wolfish grin. "If that's all then I would say lets put you trough your peaces" and with that the meerkat was led to the basement playroom were he was thoroughly tested and not found lacking at all by his host.
After this very satisfying training, the meerkat was allowed to snuggled up to the big rubber fur ball and only woke when his ass and balls started burning.
He jumped when an extra strong jolt hit him and cried, waking his host.
"What's it kitten? " the lupine asked sleepy.
"Sorry, " the meerkat said. "Can you tell me what time it is and when the next bus to the inner city leaves? "
Checking his watch his host growled. "There are no buses anymore at this time, we overslept. Cant you just stay here the night? "
The kat slumped. Tears trickling down his face.
"Oh, Please, " he begged. "I'm not sure if I can survive the night if I don't get back"
The Lupine looked sceptical at him. "Why's that? "
"I need to be bound the night. " the kat explained. "Otherwise those things on my body will electro cute me till I do what I need to"
The Lupine got up. "Ok little one. I can offer you a ride on my bike into town, but you own me for that, you hear me? "
The meerkat only nodded and tried not to cry out as the shocks got worse.
"Can you please gag me? " he asked "The shocks will turn worse still and I cant keep silent otherwise. "
The lupine turned and when he came back he had a big ball gag in his hand.
"You better give me your address before that goes in" he pointed to the gag.
The kat explained as clearly as he could how to get to him, wincing in between. Than the gag went in and got fastened behind his head and everything covered in one of those biker scarves. His host took him by an other stair up to the garage and off they went to bondage and less pain for tonight.
By the time they got to the meerkats house the jolts were that bad the Lupine had to carry him in and up to his room. The kat got his stuff out and made ready for his training and bondage, expecting it to be worse than ever. Crying as the Lupine watched he begged him to stay with him and hold him thru the night. The Lupine agreed reluctantly. Seeing as it might help his kitten. When he went into his gear the Lupine watched fascinated and took his shaking toy in his arms on the bed. The meerkat had slipped into his own encased world by then.
Hearing the voice, the meerkat tried to explain to it that it wasn't his mistake that he was late. But the only answer he got, was the explanation that he could have taken everything with him, so he deserved the punishment.
The voice explained further that the punishment would take the whole night and would have only small interludes of pleasure to make the rest all the worse for him.
The gag in his mouth was already bigger than anything he ever had to hold before and his ass felt ready to rip apart where his balls and dick felt like cooking sizzling sausages. He struggled in vain. The jacked only getting tighter and the air thinner. He passed out several times but each time he woke again and it started all over. He bucked, forgetting the Lupine and everything else around him. Only the pain counted, till he broke down the last time and stayed unconscious.
In the morning he found the Lupine still holding him. The jacked hat not let him out yet, only the gag was gone for the moment so he was able to speak again. As he needed to piss, he had to ask his new friend to open the doors for him.
When he struggled back into his room, the lupine was holding the control band. Having it picked up from its customary place on the writing desk.
"That is it? " he asked.
The meerkat nodded, having read everything about it in the time since his first training.
"What will it do to me? " was the Lupines next question.
"Nothing like what it does to me. It controls me. For you, it's just an armband. " he explained.
The Lupine grinned. "And you want me to have it? " he asked?
The meerkat let his head hang. "Yes please, with that you can change the parameters that bind me. You could have me controlled stricter, but if you want, you can take some of the restrictions away too. " he explained.
"We will see about that" a wolfish grin meet his face. "How do I put it on? "
Now the meerkat grinned too. "Just push it over your wrist and tell it to close"
It was amazingly easy. The band closed around the wrist and they heard both a voice. "Controller logged into number 226. attending command. "
The Lupine grinned again. "How do I get to your dick? "
"Easy, " the meerkat explained. " you tell it to release my dick and it does it"
So he did. Getting more confident with each step.
He pushed his kitten on the bed and said to the jacked
"Make 226 felt popped and reduce 226 air gradually"
Then he just watched the kat struggle for some time while he still held him. When he saw how horny all that play got his kitten he took its dick and started playing with it.
Having none touch him for months is was just a matter of minutes with everything else going on before the kat came all over himself and sank down.
The Lupine picked the cup up from the floor and pushed it onto the meerkats crotch where it once again moulded seamlessly with the body.
Then he told the jacked " 226 is going to stay like this the whole day"
With that he pushed his kitty back onto the bed and snuggled up to him.
Then he whispered close to his ear "Now, you are all mine!"
chapter four
An other month had passed and the meerkats life hat changed dramatically again.
The first halve of the year had changed him from a carefree student to a bondage and chastity slave trainee and after two months into the second halve he was now a fully fledged and owned slave with the love of his life as master and top.
But still there were changes he had to get used too. For instance the suit he was in at the moment. They had gotten it from the same store as his normal straightjacket and like that jacket it came with certain extras. It had moulded to his skin connecting the mask, the belt and the toy in his ass to one unit. The legs could mould together and the arms to the side of the suit leaving him totally helpless. Or the arms could work the same as in the normal straightjacket with the legs bound or unbound. The last special mode was the mode where the suit forced him on all fours giving him paws and the look of a dog.
At the moment however, not much of that showed. The mask was at home, he wore a duvet jacket and only his collar showed at the top. The tight black suit hugged his legs and his feet were in army boots. He was walking beside his top and boyfriend through a shopping mal, but that didn't mean his friend couldn't get up to something, especially as he looked bored right now. The Lupine had just whispered something to the control band and the meerkat could feel something building up around his dick and ass.
He wondered if his love was in such a mood that he would get carried away again.
It had happened before and had been very humiliating last time. Ending with him in a bar being forced to serve and cum before an audience he didn't now at all.
He closed the small gap between them and whispered. "What are you up to again? "
But the only answer he got was the toothy grin the lupine used on him when he was up to mischief and a whispered comment of " Enjoy".
His arms tightened, forcing him to gasp and wonder if none saw what really happened to him. His jacked changing more and more to is straightjacket form. But he lost interests in his noticeability shortly after that, as the suit started to really peace up and stimulate him, letting him gasp even more and little moans started escaping him.
His friend didn't help it when he patted his ass, nipping his ear at the same time.
The meerkat braced himself against a railing, pressing his crotch to the wall and lifting his tail, loosing all modesty he asked over his shoulder, "Do you want to take me right now? "
The Lupine still behind him, nipped his other ear "Ah, that's my kitty! " Then he whispered to the control band "Make 226 felt popped". He braced his hand against the meerkats slit. Holding him up as he started to shudder more and more. When he felt his lover to be right on edge he ordered "226 increasing electricity to nipple and balls!"
The meerkat exploded under him. His ass tightened and he moaned into the Lupines shoulder, biting into his leatherjacket at the same time.
In answer the lupine slapped him on the butt, but didn't stop the suit from stimulating him.
Then without any further remark the Lupine turned and entered the shop right behind them. Leaving a shaking and still bound meerkat behind he shouted grinning over his shoulder.
"Come on lazy! If you drag along like that, you gona carry everything we need alone"
And with that said, he vanished behind the rows. The kat still standing there, shaking and moaning.
chapter five
Lugging the shopping bags into the house he could feel the suit start to tingle all the way down his spine. Looking around, he searched for his boyfriend but didn't see him.
Today was truly one of his lovers "Play days". Hastening out of his jacket he went into their playroom, where he almost tumbled over some toys and pushed into his mask while going to his knees at the same time. He knew what was coming. Watching his rubber clad hands he saw them turn more and more paw like. The gag in his mouth formed into something that kept him from talking but let him still bark and growl, or to the delight of his top, suck dick or lick something.
He had learned that trying to get up or standing would be punished by the suit in his current state so he slipped some kneepads on and pawed out on all fours, in search of something to eat, to play or his master or best all three in one.
Passing the groceries he knew that it was a no go to touch them either. Dogs taking things from the table were bad dogs. And he knew through own experience what bad dogs got themselves into. If he had thought ahead he would have placed them on the floor. That being his territory he would have been able to get himself something out of them, but it was to late for it now. Pawing on he kept looking for his lover, but couldn't find him neither in the house nor in the garden. Crawling thru the dog door he went back inside again and hoped on the couch in front of the telly. He had learned by trial and error that he could read a book or watch telly but nothing more human like when being trained as a dog. So he pushed the on button and swapped channels while he waited for something to happen.
He woke when he felt a finger in his ass massaging his prostate and started purring.
The Lupine hat crept in during his sleep and sat right next to him now. Happy he crawled into his lap while the finger never stopped massaging and he rubbed his head against the big chest.
There were some disks on the small table in front of them and the meerkat guessed what they were. The lupine had been out getting some films to watch for a cuddly telly night.
He barked and hopped to the floor. All that massaging made it necessary to take a piss and he scratched on the door.
The lupine got up and opened it.
"Don't take to long in the garden, " he said. "Dinner will be ready in a couple of minutes"
And in an afterthought hearing the dog outside he added "and don't mark in the flowerbed. They will wilt if they get to much!" But it seemed to late for that last remark anyway.
When the meerkat, now rubber dog, came back inside two bowls were already placed next to the kitchen table. One with water, the other with a sort of steaming mush the lupine liked to cook and eat himself too and was already doing so at the table. The dog bounced over and started slurping from both bowls.
After finishing he tried to nuzzled the crotch of his lover but the lupine pushed him back with a grin. "You know your face is al dirty, do you? " he asked.
The dog yipped and shock himself.
But the Lupine was already over at the sink wetting a towel and when back, rubbed it over his dogs face. "now you can try again."
They went both back into the snuggery where the lupine inserting the disk and the meerkat waited for him in front of the couch.
With the lupine seated the meerkat started nuzzling him again.
This time there were no objections to what he did.
Soon the lupine started groaning.
Bending over his rubber clad toy he said "226 alternating stimulation of nipples, dick and ass"
That made his toy jump and soon both were groaning.
After some time the Lupine made his toy stop pleasuring him and helped him into his lap again where he snuggled down and kept on moaning.
Watching the film he rubbed absentminded over his boys back, ass and belly but the meerkat was to busy with his own feelings to pay much attention either to the rubbing or the film.
Seeing the result of his work the Lupine ordered the suit. "226, darken the lenses and bind his arms straightjacket fashion" that done he added "increase stimulation! "
With that he felt his toy shudder and watched the rest of the film with extra pleasure as the meerkat squirmed and struggled futile in his arms.
The film finished, he lifted the by now uncontrollably groaning meerkat up and put him, belly down , on the bed in their room. Checking the ass of his lover with his finger made the meerkat wiggle it invitingly and he couldn't resist any longer.
Sheeting himself in his lover he ordered the suit. "226 shorten breath and rebreath till climax" Then he started pumping his much smaller toy, lubed by his increasing precum.
It took only the blink of an eye and both shot their loads.
Exhausted the lupine ordered the suit one last time that night "226,Normal night status"
With that the meerkat slumped too. His sight returned and the stimulations subsided after almost to long. Leaving him with an afterglow and a fulfilling weariness in his bondage prison. Snuggling against each other they fell asleep.
chapter six
One night, cuddling in front of the telly again, the meerkat bound and masked as usual and his lover in a rubber suit that pronouncing the bulge in his crotch, the Lupine told him:
" I've been checking the options of your suit. Not only don't you ever need to get out of it for cleaning or other purposes. But as you have already found out it can do body modes like making you into a dog and stuff. "
He grinned sheepishly.
"I always wanted you to get your dick and nipples pierced but thought it impossible with this thing on. I've found out otherwise today. Tonight, during your sleep, the suit will get you some decorations. Don't be afraid if you wake up und hurt a little." he reassured him.
The meerkat snuggled up tighter.
"I don't mind. You now I'm all yours. Body and mind. If you ordered me, I would live only of your body wastes if I had to. "
A thoughtful expression crossed the lupines face at those words but the meerkat, absorbed by the film and his seeming absent minded playing with that big crotch with his foot, didn't see a thing.
True to his word, the suit woke him during the night. He had felt two sharp pains, once in his nipples and once on his dick, but as the pain already subsided he just turned in the arms of the still sleeping lupine and fell asleep again.
In the morning, the lupine told his kat that the needed to go shopping in the evening.
"I know you are busy with learning for your exams, " he said. "I will just pick you up at your parents after I have finished so you don't need to come along."
He grinned "Don't forget to take your raiding leathers with you. We don't want you to catch a cold, do we?"
The last sentence made the meerkat grin. He knew only to well what fun the ride would be.
In the evening he stood exactly on time at the curb. The mask was already on his head and
from afar it looked like he wore one of those hoods bikers uses for under their helmets. Helmet in the crook of his arm he waited a bit nervous. His hands had already turned into paws again and stuck in leather mittens the same colour as his leather suit. The plug in his ass had grown and he knew it would drive him nuts in no time, especially on the bike and on a rough road but he just loved to ride behind his wolf. He hoped he would be gone before one of the neighbours came by and tried to chat to him, seeing what he really wore. Just at that moment he saw the lupine turn around the corner and pulled the helmet over the mask, ready to go. The bike halted beside him und he clambered up behind the lupine.
Clinging to the lupines back and at the same time hugging his chest they went of. The lenses of the mask became opaque leaving him in darkness and the meerkats still sensitive nipples got a hard work over. Without much thought his mittens started to wander down to the crotch of the lupine but were slapped away. Preventing any bad distractions during the ride.
chapter seven
Back home, the meerkat got his sight back when they halted and was let out of the mittens and his leathers once they were indoors. Still horny as hell and blushing he stood on his tiptoes and kissed his lover thank you.
The Lupine took hold of his collar and tugged him in the direction of the playroom al the while ordering the suit to bind the meerkats arms again.
There stood a new black iron toy in one corner and the meerkat was led over to it, shivering in anticipation. It looked like a strange sort of cross to him and he wondered what you could do with it.
The meerkats legs were spread and fastened to the bars. Then a cone shaped contraption started to force its way into his ass making him stand up very straight. At last a tight broad collar, affixed to the frame, was locked around his throat taking the last of his freedom away.
The lupine stood in front of him enjoying the sight.
"Feeling good? " he asked his totally immobilised boyfriend.
Unable to speak with the gag fully inflated again, the only sound in response was a satisfying "Hhhmmmppff" coming out of the mask.
"But you haven't seen the best of it yet" the lupine taunted and started to screw a tube into the nuzzle of the meerkats mask. Stepping back he regarded his handiwork, then ordered the suit. "226 release front shield. "
He took the cup away regarding his newly pierced lovers dick. It made him so horny he had to play with the now pierced nipples too, making the meerkat squeal.
Connecting the dick to some electro toys the lupine switching them on and grinned evilly.
Then, turning, he sat a big mirror in front of the meerkat so he could regard himself.
The meerkat eyes went wide when the saw himself in the mirror like that. His dick rock hard, only pushed down by the weight of the newly implanted ring.
Stepping behind the contraption the lupine pushed a switch and laughing gas together with some other fumes started to fill the meerkats mask making him struggle and go limp in his bonds by turns.
He heard the lupine order the suit again "226 repeated cum control and overall stimulation till told to stop"
The meerkat tried to trash, but he was held so tightly he couldn't move a muscle.
He saw the lupine sit down on the upholstered table next to him, his hands at his own crotch, playing with his own dick and envied him his freedom. He knew he wouldn't get to shot that easy. He felt his head swimming, his field of vision got smaller and smaller. He was sooo close to cuming. Only a bit more he begged soundlessly. Then everything stopped.
He tried to move, to push his dick against something, tears of frustration forming in his eyes but he knew it wouldn't work.
He slumped in his bonds and the machine started again.
When he woke he was laying on their couch, mask still on and cup replaced again. He felt a deep ache in his ass and dick and his nipples weren't much better of.
He tugged at the blanked covering him and listened. The lupine seemed still to be in the playroom. Looking at the clock on the wall he got up, stomach grumbling.
Checking their chores list for cooking duty he started doing it himself as it was his turn, while the lupine tinkered some more in the playroom.
After eating the lupine feigned tiredness and both went to bed early. The meerkat as always held tightly by his big wolf. During the night, he felt the lupine rummage around but thought nothing of it, sleeping on like the happy kitten he was.
That changed in the morning when he rolled over and climbed out of the bed to take a piss. Passing the mirror he saw his somewhat changed image and stopped.
There was a new addition to the suit that had not been there last night. A tube leading from the piss hole in the cup over his belly and chest up to the mask where it vanished at its base clearly showed.
Taking a closer look, he saw an other tube moulded to the suit go between his legs from the lower end of the cup to his ass.
The lupine had come up behind him silently and grinned over his shoulder.
"Do you like it? " he asked in his most innocent voice.
The meerkat tried to talk but the gag in his mouth just got bigger and he sat down on the toilets lid. There was noting he could do. Relaxing he felt the piss starting to flow and it gushed into his mouth making him gag a bit.
"Do you want to take mine to? " the lupine asked. Trying to sound even more innocent than before.
The meerkat shock his head in a no, but the lupine just grinned. "I can wait."
Having swallowed everything the suit released his arms.
Trying to take the mask of he found that it was as easy as before. The tube somehow separated and just closes at his neck. No open holes showed at all. He cleaned himself up, then got down to the breakfast his lover hat set out for him and following that, headed out for his bus to the school as usual. His head still full of what just had happened, wondering where it might lead and if he liked it.
During the day when he felt the pressure in his bladder build and went to the toilet to release it, nothing came out. Instead he felt it start to fill his ass. Trying to stop it he found he couldn't. The suit took control and emptied everything into where it wanted. He went back for his class, feeling his bellies pressure increase during the day. But he was busy taking notes, found it still bearable and ignored it thru the day.
In the evening, just crossing the threshold, he felt the slight cramping of his forced self made enema getting worse, as more of his piss was pressed into his ass.
He saw no other solution than to pick up his mask and done it early. As soon as he had done so, the gag in his mouth expanded and piss started flowing thru it down his throat.
Lying on the ground and massaging his belly he was forced to recycle till his boyfriend came home. Even unable to get rid of what extra he had to hold in his ass till then.
At last the front door squeaked announcing the waited for arrival.
The meerkat was still on the floor in the living room when his lover entered. Seeing him squirm on the ground he grinned. "Learned your lesson, didn't you? "
Taking the meerkats covered head in his hands he looked deep into his eyes.
"I guess you are ready now. " he said. "I kept that for you the whole day long"
The meerkat whimpered but nodded.
"226, form a piss gag, " he ordered and a hole opened up in the front of the mask.
Pushing his dick in, he started pissing and the meerkat swallowed every drop he got.
That done he said, "226 release of enema at will" and rubbed his kittens belly, sending the meerkat hurrying to the toilet at a fast trot with those last words.
He knew he would never ever need to get up for a piss during the night now, his little kitty only to ready to see to his every need regarding that problem.
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