Slaveboy272

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It was a pleasant surprise when they hooked up the vacuum and sucked out the remaining air from the gimp suit.  The one-way valve on the suit kept it super-tight.  Greg writhed around helplessly and in ecstasy for several minutes, glad he had volunteered to participate in the rubber club’s demo.  

The suit was just as tight an hour later as they were hoisting him into the storage trunk, the club’s newest rubber toy.

Greg tried to let the men at the club know that he wanted out of the suit after the demo was over, but he couldn’t see too well through the cloudy, transparent latex of the hood that covered his face and head, nor did he really remember too well what they looked like, it was also extremely difficult to simply look up while he was bound on all fours, plus the tight gag prevented him from asking anyone for help.

After a long time of struggling around on the club floor and getting fondled, groped, and fed poppers by strangers, he found what he thought was the group of latex clad men who put him in the suit. He crawled up to one of the men and started to nuzzle his leg to get his attention because he couldn’t think of any other way. The man noticed Greg and said, “well look what we have here!”. As he says this, the rest of the men in rubber turn their attention to the rubber gimp on the floor desperately rubbing its face on thier friends leg.

As the men approach Greg, he soon realizes that he doesn’t recognize any of the men’s faces, and that there are also two more people than the group that put him in the gimpsuit, these are completely different people! He tries to slink away after this realization, but the men have him completely surrounded. He tries to explain that he is looking for the men who put him in the suit earlier in the night, but it all comes out as garbled nothingness, which gets drowned out by the music anyways. After examining the frantic gimp for a short while, the men pick the rubber gimp up and carry it to a private room in the back of the club. The gimp tries to struggle and escape but is easily controlled by the men carrying him. Once they reach the room, the door closes behind them and the music from the club is virtually gone. Greg isn’t sure what exactly is going on, but is relieved to feel the gag get loosened and removed. He is about to thank the man but is interruped by a ring gag geting shoved into his mouth. As he tries to get used to this new and intrusive gag, he notices that all of the men are staring maliciously at him as they massage their hardening cocks though the latex of their suits. Greg finally realizes what these men want from him and before he has a chance to resist, a blindfold is strapped tightly over his eyes, soon after, he feels a hard cock slide into his open, helpless mouth. He tries to turn away but has his head held in place by another one of the men. As his mouth is forcibly used, he feels the rear zipper of the suit being opened and the unmistakable feeling of cold lube drip onto his tight, twiching hole. Greg feels a finger press up against his hole and grimaces as it enters roughly and pumps in and out a few times before a second and third finger are added. The man with his cock in the gimps mouth has been thrusting faster and faster and his moans increasing in volume and intensity, he is about to cum hard in Gregs mouth. As the man shoots his load in Gregs helpless mouth, the fingers in his aching and well lubed hole are replaced by a throbing, hot cock which gets buried to the hilt in the gimp on the first thrust. Greg screams out in pain thiugh the gag as he has his insides rearranged by the unbearable pumping of his abusers huge cock. After the man fucking the gimps hole finishes and fills its hole with hot cum, he is given a generous dose poppers and given more cocks to service with his mouth and ass.

After hours of intense fucking, and all of the men blew their loads in the gimps mouth and ass at least twice, they stuff a large plug in its hole and zip up the rear zipper to keep everything where it should be, and replace the ring gag with the gag that the gimp was wearing earlier. The gimp is too worn out to struggle as they lift him into the storage trunk where it will spend the night, its going to need some rest if it’s going to relive these events tomorrow and the day after!