Chapter 2: More frustrating encounters. The next month was very frustrating for Chloe. Every minute of every day she could feel Master's control over her life. She had to sit down when peeing. She was forced to avoid places with security checks because of the fear of setting the metal detectors off. Chloe didn't have too much of a social life as it was, but what little she had now suffered as she preferred to stay at home, too self-conscious about her chastised cock. Every day she became more and more horny and the slightest touch, a colleague brushing against her in the hall, now triggered a storm of sexual fantasies. At night she dreamt of endless brutal fuckings and of delightfully humiliating golden showers. When the month was over and she checked into the hotel, her heart was racing and her underwear was soiled, almost dripping with pre-cum.

As soon as the door shut behind her, she dared wait no longer. Much quicker than she would have thought possible just one month ago, she was covered from head to toe in the same rubber costume as before. Almost bursting with anticipation she sat just inside the door and waited for Master to knock. She didn't have to wait for very long before she heard someone knocking on the door with heavy blows. Chloe quickly got up and opened the door and looked out. Right outside the door Master stood with a wicked smile on his face: "Stupid slut," he said in the most pleasant of tones as he walked in, "it's about time I fucked that tight ass of yours, don't you think?" It wasn't so much a question as an order and Chloe acted accordingly. She quickly climbed onto the bed and positioned herself on all fours. Wasting no time Master entered her from behind and to Chloe's delight he fucked her long and hard. When he had come Chloe relished in cleaning his cock, herself very surprised that she was so pleased to see Master. Master seemed not to notice Chloe's somewhat surprising devotion. Instead he busied himself with first checking that her chastity device had not been tampered with. Once he had established that it was untouched, he proceeded to put Chloe's hands in mittens and to tie these off to her collar. Then he had her grovel at his feet, declaring her devotion to him, before he punished her a bit on general principles.

Then he released Chloe's member. Chloe sighed with anticipation and relief, as her cock instantly became rock hard. Using his trademark touch he began manipulating her member until she was once again reduced to a pleading and begging wreck. And again there was no sexual release to be had. Her cock was slick with pre-cum when he finally removed his hand, but Chloe was still desperately pleading for release, crying as she realized than none would be granted.

As Chloe sat sobbing on the floor someone knocked on the door. Chloe stopped sobbing and began thinking about where best to hide, but Master clearly had other plans. He ordered to sit still and went to open the door. Chloe had her back to the door, but she heard how Master greeted whoever was at the door as an old friend as he let him in. Chloe was very surprised and humiliated at this, but she was smart enough not to complain. Not that it would have done her any good because as soon as her head turned up, she was forced to swallow a steady stream of piss from first one man, then the other. When they had relieved themselves, Chloe was once again placed on all fours and thoroughly fucked in both ends. Whoever the other man was, he was almost as good as Master and his frustrating manipulation of Chloe's member was masterful. By the time she had been fucked at both ends by both men, Chloe was not only feeling extremely frustrated, but also very well-fucked.

Having no idea what came next, Chloe waited docilely on all fours on the floor, her mind completely occupied by her overwhelming need to cum. But again there would be no release. Instead she was once again mummified, cocooned underneath many, many layers of thick, black rubber held in place by a layer of duct tape. Once again her only connections to the outside world were her breathing tube (also used for swallowing great amounts of piss) and her throbbing and needy cock. As had been the case one month ago, she was again held down by sturdy cargo straps and had trouble even wriggling. It was just as it had been one month ago. The two men played with her cock until she was almost out of her mind with need, just like one month ago. In fact there was only on difference and that was the presence of a huge vibrating dildo lodged in her ass. It didn't make matters any better, but rather increased her already desperate need.

Again Chloe remained mummified from Friday night until Sunday morning, her only contact with the outside world being the urine she was regularly required to swallow and the constant and frustrating manipulation of her poor cock. On Sunday morning her cock was again locked inside it's steel prison causing Chloe to break down crying. She was still sobbing when Master instructed her as she knelt on the floor in front of him, her rubber bindings gone and her muscles once again sore and stiff from their long confinement. Chloe had hoped that he would set her free or at least grant her an orgasm, but she was sorely disappointed. Instead her slavery deepened. Not only did she now have to wear the chastity device, but also Master now demanded that she wear very small rubber panties and very tight rubber stockings underneath her regular clothes. And that wasn't the end of it. He also gave her a large, vibrating butt-plug and demanded that she have it inserted at all times, except when using the toilet. Finally Master gave her a list of pornographic websites and demanded that she visit them every day. He also instructed her to surf for porn for a minimum of three hours a day. Again he made it clear that he had ways of checking her every move and that he would punish any transgressions. Then he left her, instructing her to be at the hotel in a month from now, dressed and ready to be punished.

After another round of despair Chloe realized that she had no other options than to obey. She got up, undressed and took a shower before pushing the vibrating butt-plug in place and putting on her rubber panties and rubber stockings.

Her life now became decidedly anti-social as she struggled to keep up with Master's demands. Not only was three hours of porn surfing time-consuming, but also the butt-plug embarrassed her to the extent that she now shunned company. Firmly lodged in her ass and driving her mad from lack of release, it's very faint humming sound meant that she spent as little time as possible with other people unless the room was noisy. Even in noisy rooms she now tended to shun others, as she felt constantly embarrassed and exposed. The reason for this was her chastity device. Entering the second month of enforced abstinence, while being forced to watch intensely arousing images every day, Chloe now experienced even the slightest touch from another human being as a sexual thing. Even the touch of animals, the warm feeling of a dog pressing against her leg, filled her with sexual fantasies. To combat these feelings Chloe now stayed more and more at home. But at home she was required to surf for porn for at least three hours every day. Since she was now home without anything to do, the periods she spent in front of the computer looking at porn increased dramatically, exceeding even the three hours Master had ordered her to spend. This only fuelled her unfulfilled desire, driving her further into intense sexual starvation. Chloe now had to wear a sanitary napkin inside her rubber panties as they filled up with pre-cum.

At first Chloe had wanted to escape from Master's grip and had spent hours thinking about how to do it, while still retaining her old life. She had come up with no plan and now it didn't look like she would ever come up with one. Now all she could think about was sex and how to please Master so that he would allow her to cum. Thought of escape evaporated along with many other daily thoughts. Her work suffered and her colleagues looked strangely at her as she floated around on a cloud of sexual frustration.

After a month of this she again sat waiting docilely inside the door of her hotel room, dressed from head to toe in tight rubber, some red but most black. When Master knocked on the door Chloe's heart again leapt with anticipation and she quickly let him in and dropped to the floor to worship him. She could hear Master's derisive laughter and wondered what he had in store for her this time. Chloe had expected the usual fucking and here she wasn't disappointed, just as she had expected to have her hands sealed inside mittens and tied to her collar. No surprises here. But what Master did next was surprising. First he inserted a ring-gag into her mouth and filled the hole in this with a rather long penis shaped dildo, thus making sure she couldn't speak. Then he put a leash on her chastity tube and led her out the door. Chloe whined behind her gag and tried resisting, but a forceful tug on her cock-leash convinced her that resistance was futile. So she followed Master into an empty hallway and over to the elevators. There were no one in the elevator, but Chloe somehow doubted that Master would have cared if it had been full. He didn't seem the least bit embarrassed to be dragging a rubber-bound TV-slut around by her chastised cock.

The elevator came to a halt in the parking basement and Master led Chloe to his car and dumped her into the trunk without another word. They drove for a long time before the car finally came to halt and the trunk was opened. Master pulled Chloe out of the trunk and again led her by the leash. He led her right up to the front door of a gay S&M club Chloe didn't even know existed. It was Friday night and there was a line of rowdy and expectant people waiting to be let in. Master led Chloe right past this line, passing so close that they could touch her. And touch her they did. As Chloe walked past the line hands touched every inch of her body and catcalls followed from those who couldn't reach her. When he came to the front of the line Master turned to face it and said: "This rubber TV will be available for use, free of charge, inside. She will be available for use until Sunday morning." With that Master turned around and led Chloe, who was too shocked to even resist, into the club. The doorman greeted Master like an old acquaintance.

As Master led Chloe through the club she attracted plenty of attention and everywhere Master told people that she would be available for use free of charge. Finally they came to a darkened room. Inside the room there was nothing except a dim light bulb in the ceiling, a ring firmly embedded in the floor and a chain secured to the ring. The walls and floor were covered with cold, hard tile. At the end of the chain was a steel cuff and Master now used it to chain Chloe to the floor, securing the cuff around her right ankle. He forced her to stand on knees and elbows since her hands were still attached to her collar and then he removed the dildo from her mouth and addressed her: "If I hear any complaints, any at all, about your lack of willingness, I swear that you will be punished more severely than you can even imagine." This shut Chloe up before she could even object and she meekly answered: "Master, yes Master." It came out quite garbled because of the ring-gag, but Master seemed satisfied that she had indeed understood.

Then Master left her, not even saying goodbye. Chloe now waited on all fours, her hands useless and her mouth and ass readily accessible, completely defenseless. She didn't have to wait for long before her first "customers" arrived and began abusing her.

For the next almost two days Chloe was gang-banged almost constantly. The constant fuckings were interrupted from time to time when some imaginative master tortured her. It was relatively light for the most part (Chloe thought Master might have told the customers not to damage her permanently), but one of the masters did manage to make her scream until she passed out as he fisted her very hard while brutally squeezing her balls.

There was a lull in the amount of attention she received on Saturday morning, but word had apparently gotten around and she was never completely alone in that whole period of time. There was always someone present to fuck her or piss in her or on her. After a few hours Chloe was covered in piss and cum and soon it stung her eyes, making her cry. She was constantly swallowing either piss or semen and pretty soon she had to relieve herself. Since no one would let her take a break she was in the end forced to pee on the floor. No one seemed to mind, but a few laughed at her lack of self-control.

The whole period inside the darkened, tile covered room was one long nightmare of unending and merciless fuckings. It had long been one of Chloe's darkest sexual fantasies and she cried that her cock should be locked away now the she was almost bursting with arousal.

By the end of the first night Chloe was very sore and tender in her mouth and in her ass. By Saturday night every touch in those places made her scream and by Sunday morning she doubted that she would ever be able to walk or talk again. It was so painful that moving or even screaming caused her more pain. When Master came for her on Sunday morning Chloe cried with relief.

Master on the other hand seemed completely indifferent to her and simply ordered her up so that she could follow him out to the car. Just walking made her scream in pain and she was completely spent when he closed the trunk, sealing her in silent darkness. Chloe managed to sleep in the trunk, but she felt far from rested as he pulled her out and led her to her hotel room.

Once inside Master gave her new orders before again leaving her. If it hadn't been for her by now paralyzing fear of what Master would do if she disobeyed, Chloe would simply have collapsed on the floor. Now she was able to shower and check out of the hotel dressed according to Master's new orders. Her butt-plug had been increased in size, to the point where every step was a struggle not to waddle helplessly and her rubber panties and rubber stockings had been replaced by a full-body rubber suit leaving only her head and hands free. The suit was to be worn at all times. Furthermore the amount of time she now had to spend watching porn had been increased to at least five hours a day. Whatever little social-life she had left she could now wave goodbye to.