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“Here we are, Room 42,” said Jan, the Chasti-Permalock Staff Member leading my wife and I through the halls. “Please remember to refer to your Metalmaid as ‘Metalmaid’ not…” she checked her tablet, “Cynthia. It’s what’s best for her transition.”
“Of course,” I responded. “Thank you.”
Jan input a few commands into her tablet and the color of the keypad next to the heavy metal door changed from red to green. She pressed the green keypad and the door lurched open. “Please enjoy your visit,” she said before walking away.
My wife and I walked passed the shiny door to see Cynthia waiting for us with a smile on her face. She stood in a gray concrete room that was the size of a large closet. It was unfurnished save for the simple bed on the right and a large metal contraption on the left. She wore what looked like a silver metal sports bikini with shoulder pads and a collar. Her lower legs and forearms were already covered with part of the Metalmaid suit.
“Hello, master. Hello, mistress,” Cynthia greeted us timidly.
“Hello, Metalmaid,” I replied.
“Hello dear,” greeted my wife. “What on Earth are you wearing?”
“It’s a Metalmaid training suit,” answered Cynthia. “The technicians at Chasti-Permalock said that I need to strengthen my body to handle the weight of a real Metalmaid suit. All of these metal pieces of clothing have been locked onto me.”
“They match your legs and arms,” I commented. “I see that parts of your Metalmaid suit have already been installed successfully.”
“Sure have,” said Cynthia as she held out her arms for us to see. “Look how shiny they are!”
“How do they feel,” asked my wife.
“They’re heavier than I expected them to be,” Cynthia replied. “I can feel their weight pulling down on my shoulders.”
“And your legs,” my wife prodded.
“The weight of the metal parts make my legs a little more difficult to lift when I’m walking but I’m getting used to them.” Cynthia looked down at her feet, “The incline isn’t bad. I’m used to wearing heels so my feet aren’t very sore.”
“We did opt for the more convention kadıköy escort bayan heels,” I responded.
“I appreciate that,” said Cynthia. “Some of the gals in here have heels that are almost as tall as their feet! The poor things are walking around on the tips of their toes at all times. The other day, one of them couldn’t take it anymore and started bawling in the middle of the mess hall.”
“Well, I’m sure everyone is going through some strong emotions in here.” I pointed to the large metal contraption on the wall, “What’s this thing in your room?”
“This is a Metalmaid Charging Station,” replied Cynthia. “Right now, I’ve been sleeping in that bed at night. But after all of my suit’s life support system is installed, I’ll be hooked up to this charging station each night.”
“Have you ever tried it before,” my wife inquired.
“I’ve started training with it,” Cynthia replied. She picked up a long black hose and pulled it away from the Metalmaid Charging Station. “When I need to use the toilet, I attach this hose to this chastity belt and relieve myself. The machine removes the liquid and solid waste, then cleans me up down there.”
“Amazing,” replied my wife. “This is a small room. What do you do in here all day?”
“I spend most of my time outside,” explained Cynthia. “There are trainings to teach gals how to cook, serve food, clean, and basically move around in our Metalmaid suits. We have exercise classes that help us to prepare our bodies to fit into the suit’s slimming figure. Three times a day, we all get summoned to the mess hall where we eat and talk with each other.”
“Hah,” I chuckled. “Young women sure do enjoy talking.”
Cynthia blushed, “Guilty…It helps to talk with people who are going through the same transition. Most of them are much farther along than I am.”
I looked down at Cynthia’s bed and noticed a pair of goggles laying on it. “What are those goggles for?”
“Those connect to the cameras in my training suit,” Cynthia said pointing to the lens near her collarbones. “They will help me get used to seeing ümraniye escort bayan through the cameras of my Metalmaid suit. When I’m in here, the goggles give me small tasks to accomplish.”
“What kind of tasks,” my wife asked.
“Make my bed, walk around, do push-ups…” Cynthia replied. “Every time, I do a task correctly, my chastity belt gives me a reward.”
“What kind of reward,” I asked.
Cynthia’s face turned red. “It stimulates me…down there.”
“Oh,” gasped my wife.
I turned back to the Metalmaid Charging Station. Aside from the long black hose, there were a number of devices that looked like open metal shackles. An devilish thought crossed my mind and I asked, “Would you show me what those metal ‘rings’ are for?”
“Why master,” Cynthia teased, “Are you giving me an order?”
“I suppose I am,” I responded with a smile.
“When I’m hooked up to the charging station, these ‘metal rings’ will hold me in place.” Cynthia pulled on the black hose and inserted it into a port in her chastity belt. She smiled as she walked backwards into the charging station until the largest ‘rings’ snapped shut under her shoulders and around her waist. Cynthia placed her wrists into the two shackles by her sides which quickly snapped shut. She moved her legs into the shackles by her ankles until those shackles snapped shut as well. Finally, she closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the final shackle which closed around her forehead.
“Oh dear,” gasped my wife. “How do you get out?”
“I can’t,” Cynthia replied. “I have to wait until the charging station decides that my suit is fully charged or someone overrides the restraints.” She playfully tugged at the metal shackles but they kept her firmly immobilized. The only thing Cynthia could do was to wiggle her arms and legs a little. Even her head was held still by the charging station. Suddenly, there was an audible buzzing noise.
“What is that sound,” asked my wife.
“Ooh,” Cynthia grunted. “Ooo, my chastity belt is rewarding me.” Her face lit up. “It must be rewarding maltepe escort bayan me for following your orders, master! Ooh…ah…ahh!” Cynthia screamed. “Oh gosh, it’s never done this before!” Cynthia looked at us with panic in her eyes. Her cheeks turned bright red as she strained to control herself. “Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh…not now.” Cynthia twisted and turned her body as much as her restraints would allow her to. She pulled at her shackled with renewed vigor but it was to no avail. She balled her hands up into tight fists and fought against the metal shackles on her ankles, trying her best to pull her legs together. “I can’t hold it, I can’t hold it…I’m sorry…ahhh!” Cynthia’s eyes rolled back as she screamed again. The weight of her body fell forward in her restraints as she panted heavily. Sweat ran down her face as she managed to whisper, “Thank you.”
“Oh my goodness,” my wife gasped.
I put my arms around my wife’s shoulders and led her towards the door. “Come my dear, I think we had better leave Cyn…I mean Metalmaid to her own devices.”
As we exited Metalmaid’s room, Jan greeted us at the door, “I hope you enjoyed your visit.”
“Indeed we did,” I replied. “Pray tell, was Metalmaid correct about being rewarded for following my orders?”
“Yes,” Jan answered. “The temporary chastity belt she’s wearing is programmed similarly to her permanent Metalmaid suit. In this phase, it’s primary objective is to reward her for following orders.”
“Interesting,” I commented.
“If you’ll follow me,” continued Jan, “I’ll show you the way out.” She ran her fingers across her tablet again. The keypad next to the heavy metal door turned red as it slowly began to close.
“What about Cynthia,” asked my wife.
“Your Metalmaid will be automatically released from her charging station in a few minutes,” Jan responded.
“Actually, I would like her to have a longer reward,” I interjected. My wife looked at me worriedly. “I think it’ll motivate her to enjoy the transformation process.” My wife gave me a relieved smile as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders.
“That can be arranged, sir.” Jan input a few more commands into her tablet. “Your Metalmaid’s reward time has been extended until tomorrow morning. Please follow me.” As we walked away, we could hear the faint screams of Cynthia enjoying another round of rewards in her room.
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