This is a combination of fact and and fiction/not happened quite yet.
Out of the blue after many months, Sub P received a fetlife DM from Master R. "P, we need to use you again, we have bought some new toys to use on you. You may enjoy them, but we bought them for our enjoyment, not yours. Your purpose is to serve our needs and wants, get back to me with a day and time, you can get here to serve us."
Sub P's stomach turned over with a combination of nerves, excitment and trepidation. He did have some free time the following week but should he say so? As usual it depends how turned on he is, and as he had been browsing fetlife gay, bi, sissy and Tv pics, he was very turned on. He hit reply and typed "Im available Tues or Weds afternoon from 2pm", hovering over the send button a few seconds, he new if he hit send he would have to go, as he always turns up if arranged. He hit reply, his stomach turn over again, there was no going back.
A few hours later the new mail indicator on fetlife was lit up. Sure enough it was from Master R. "P, myself and Master B have cleared our diary on Tuesday afternoon. Be here at 2pm. Douse and buttplug yourself at home, put your rubber briefs on under day clothes and drive to us like that with vanilla clothes on top. Bring your tight black rubber shirt, rubber hood and rubber stockings. It will give us better access than your catsuit. Look at photos on fetlife each day to turn you on, but do not wank from now until the meeting. We will do the same."
On the Tuesday Sub P showered, doused, eventually managed to work in the butt plug as it had been so long since his hole had been stretched. Put on his rubber briefs the jeans and tshirtd, packed the rubber shirt, hood, stockings, and drove off to his Masters. Head spinning, wondering what they had in store for him, butterflies in his stomach and feeling the buttplug move i side him as he drove. Soon enough, he parked up on the suburban street a little distance away, picked up his bag with his gear in and walked down to his Masters house. His stomach turned over again as he tapped on the door. The door immediately was opened by Master R already in his skin tight black rubber catsuit with dressing gown over. "Come in P, we're more than ready for you." The blinds were shut, and Master B was stood in the middle of the room, naked with an open dressing gown. Master R closed the front door, and walked up to Sub P, grabbing his crotch with one hand, his other hand behind P's head he ordered "Open your mouth" P hesitantly opened his mouth as Master R forcably stuck his tongue as far in as it would go. Sub P tried to back away but Master R's hand pulled their faces tight together. As Master B positioned himself tight behind Sub P, and started to grind his crotch into P's rear. After a couple of minutes they released P, and ordered him to go to the bathroom and change into his rubber. 5 minutes later P had his thigh length holdup rubber stockings on, rubber shirt, hood, and still had the buttplug and rubber shorts from the drive over.
Sub P tentatively exited the bathroom where Master R, and Master B were waiting. Dressing gowns gone, Master R now had on a tight black rubber hood and catsuit with 3way zip. Master B naked apart from a black leather hood. Both stroking their hard cocks. "Get in the bedroom", ordered Master R, "we've been waiting weeks for this, and we're going to do exactly what we want with you, until we're satisfied". P entered the bedroom, both masters behind him... to be continued.
