Gimp

Matt looked into the mirror, the reflection he saw was unfamiliar. He had begun a journey of discovery and experience, throwing himself wholeheartedly into service of Sir. Sir was all he could think about, looking at his reflection he wondered will this please Sir, do I look how Sir wants me to look. 

Matt was covered in black latex, with only zips for his crotch, ass and nipples. Through the latex he could see the outlines of the piercings Sir ordered Matt to get, thick nipple rings and a very heavy and thick PA. Matt held a lockable rubber hood in his hands with zippable eyes and mouth openings. Matt was clean shaven, even removing his eyebrows at the order of Sir, he had a large septum piercing, another gift from Sir which Matt enjoyed. Before Matt pulled on the hood, he had one last read of the instructions Sir had left

Signed Sir.

Matt's cock twitched, his large PA made it leak precum constantly through the chastity cage he was instructed to wear for the rest of his existence with Sir. Matt put the hood on, the thick rubber hugging his face, he added the gag, kneeled and zipped his eyes closed. Putting his arms behind his back Matt waited and became "it" Sirs slave and object.

The darkness threw its sense of time off, it had been conditioned to repeat a mantra while bored or waiting for Sir, the mantra drew it deeper and deeper into a relaxed state and reinforced its servitude to Sir.

"It is Sirs object, it has no will, it exists to serve. Obedience is pleasure." It repeated.

After a time it became aware of noises at the front door, Sir had returned. It also heard Sir talking to someone, but couldn't make out the words.

"There it is, patiently waiting for me to return" Sir said to his guest, or guests, it wasn't sure.

Sir put his hand on its head and strummed his fingers, despite being blind it knew Sir's touch.

"As I said on the way up, it's ready to use if you're keen." said Sir, making it strain hard in its cage.

It felt Sir grab its collar and attach a leash. Sir led it to the playroom, which Matt had cleaned earlier. It was helped into Sir's sling and its leg and wrist cuffs were attached to the sling.

It knew when it was about to be used when it was instructed to take a big hit of poppers, the bottle lingered under its nose after the hit, tainting its air.

Its plug was removed and replaced by exploring fingers and more lube. Slowly more and more fingers were inside it until eventually the fingers and knuckles of the hand were inside it, the wearer's thumb pressing hard on its prostate. It moaned with pleasure as it was being stretched and pressed. This continued on for a few more minutes until the wearer began to push their thumb on into its hole as well. Before it knew it the whole hand was inside its hole, pushing deeper and being retracted. The rhythm created rocked the sling back and forth, its locked cock pissing involuntarily.

"We can get two hands in there." Sir said.

The fingers from the second hand joined the first, stretching its hole wider than it was used to, but plenty of lube was being added, it felt it flow down its taint and onto the probing hands in its hole. As it began to get used to the extra fingers its air supply was cut off, Sirs hand over the face of the hood. Sixty seconds later as its body started to resist the lack of oxygen Sir removed his hand and placed the bottle of poppers under its nose while holding one of its nostrils. The poppers hit hard, as Sir removed the bottle the hands pushed deeper together inside of it. When both hands were in wrist deep Sir said.

"Good gimp, I'll be back in a bit" said Sir putting noise canceling headphones on it and a big plug back in its hole.

It didn't know how long it would be chained to the sling or how many times it would be used but it was Sirs object, it had no will to want or desire to be anything but. It groaned to itself in pleasure.