Story: Asylums Fantasy

The plan is to go over to his place after work, my bag is packed and in the back of the car. He told me to forgo packing toothbrushes or toiletries this weekend, and just stick with what is important. So the bag is filled with nothing but shiny black latex.
 

I arrive at his house by around 6pm and he meets me at the door. “Did you follow my orders?”
 

“Yes,” I replied
 

He just stood there and smiled. “Name them off.”
 

I shuffled a little distracted from suddenly finding myself on the spot. “Um… ok… Well first, i had to make sure i was clean”
 

“and?”
 

“I got up this morning, and took an enema in the shower.”
 

“Next”
 

“Next was the body hair.”
 

“And?”
 

“It’s gone. Neck down. Third I was to lock myself in chastity week before… it’s done, they’re all done. Every step, to the detail”
 

He giggled “eager I see. Well then, let’s get to it.” He then led me down the hallway to a bedroom that held what appeared to be a long cage on stilts. Upon closer inspection it was a bondage bed, with a segufix locked to it, just awaiting its next occupant.
 

He spun me around so I faced him. “Strip” , He told me commadingly.
 

Once I was all the way stripped down he then told me to become a pretty puppy. With a wiggle I complied. I am a cat at heart yes, but i like being made to be something I’m not.
 

First came the pupsuit, it was a custom piece from wethot rubber. The suit has paws and puphood attached, but no attached booties for ease. There was a gag inside the puphood, so at the point he slid over and zipped me up i was effectively silenced.
 

He softly rubbed my ears and snout before his hand wandered to the cockring built in to the front of the suit. I was glad that He had removed the chastity device earlier as it would have made the slightly uncomfortable act of him pulling my cock and balls through the cockring, absolutely unbearable.
 

Once I finally settled in to place I breathed a sigh of relief in to my gag. It was at this moment that Judas Arose.
 

I must have been a sight, standing there, a black shiny rubber puppy, just adorable. With bare footpaws and a bare cock standing at full mast.
 

He batted at it a few times. Giggled and then offer me my padded overmits. You see the suit has paws built on, but you can still use your fingers. The padded overmitts add a second level of protection, and my mind goes goofy when bondage feels like bondage.
 

He lubed my paws and the inside of the mitts. He then slid the on, drawing the belt tight around my rubbery wrist. Its not comimg off now. A moment later the other paw is equally as useless.
 

He then presented my latex bondage socks. They too were quickly strapped on me. I was now sealed in rubber. He stood before me, lightly stroking my dick, as he looked lost in thought, as if he wasn't sire what to do next.
 

Suddenly He smiled, stood up and rifled through a drawer next to it. From there He presented 5 locks which He used to lock my suit, the mitts, and the ankle restraints. I not only was in full head to toe rubber, I was now locked in it as well. I was now at a disadvantage to him.
 

He opened the door on the cage bed and ordered me to crawl in. I hesitated for a moment and then just quickly flopped on.
 

He began at my ankles, wrapping the velcro cuff around it before drawing the strap back through to its lock. This process continued until He had restraints locked around my ankles, just below my knees, my thighs, my wrists, my biceps, and my head. Only my torso and crotch remained unfettered.
 

“Hmm…” He said as He stroked my rubber body; “Such and adorable helpless little puppy. Can’t get away, cant call for help. You are probably wondering why I haven’t done up the torso harness just yet. Well you remember these 5 locks?” He presented a diaper.
 

My eyes went wide, as i shook my puppy head as best as i could against the restraint, but try as i might i was ineffective, for he already was taping it around me.
 

“They are numerically labeled 1-5.” He said, finishing up before locking down my torso and crotch. He paused to make sure that He drew the crotch strap uncomfortably tight. “That's how many orgasms you have to achieve to be released, until then you are my prisoner. No outs, Just a helpless puppy trying to earn his freedom.”
 

I breathed a sigh of relief in to my gag. 5 orgasms, that may take a little bit but its not unrealistic. Just like all other playscenes I've had this had a thin veil of fantasy over it when trying to take serious the concept of ‘prisoner’
 

“Oh, a few more things,” He said, pulling his phone out of his pocket. “5 orgasms are your goal. Now how you win one is all random. You see I have this program on my phone, it’s like wheel of fortune as it were, except what options the wheel can land on is all my own evilness.”
 

I began pulling against the restraints. He kept talking like I wasn’t there. “There are 99 spots on the wheel. 33 of them allow you to cum and lose a lock. The other 66 are a range of evils from snapping in your piss gag and force feeding you whatever the fuck i want for two hours, to taking away spins and ending your outs leaving you my prisoner the rest of the weekend. I’ll spin once an hour. If you are not out by 10pm, we start back again in the morning, and you sleep where you are. If your luck is good you could be out by dinner. If not you will not be looked at as anything higher than a dog, for the next 72 hours.
 

I yelled in to the gag and thrashed against my bonds.
 

“You seem eager to get started.” He said as h were locked the cage door. “Let’s spin your fate shall we?”