The Joy of Being a Sextoy Part 3

Now after talking with her husband come owner about her desires to be a silicone sex doll for him to use, they had both enjoyed the initial session, though on her part it was too short, she had expressed her many thoughts and fantasies about becoming his sex doll again, this time she wanted to spend longer as the doll, she had told him of her experience of when he had used her last time, he was surprised and somewhat guilty of taking advantage of her that way, but Joy told him that once she was his sex toy that she was his to use however he wished to, she, after all, couldn’t object she told him with a cheeky smile. They both discussed the length of time that she was to be a doll again, she wanted to remain that way much longer than he wished for her to be just a doll, he explained that he missed her company and while the doll was handy to have in bed, he still missed talking with her and having her presence around the house. So a compromise was made in that she would remain a doll for a week, maybe slightly longer depending just how much he longed for her company, but she hoped that he would keep her for at least two weeks before returning her to the factory to be restored.

Now happy at least for the time being, Joy headed off back to the factory for her conversion back to her silicon doll self, she had looked forward to this day now for weeks and would have returned sooner but the cost of the transformation made the decision difficult, though, in the end, she found that she had more than enough saved in her own account to have the transformation done. She wondered to herself whilst on the journey to the factory how she could get cheaper or even free transformations, that she would have to discuss with the staff at the factory. Now back at the factory Joy quickly entered and found Sheila, the assistant who helped her last time waiting for her arrival, they greeted each other and headed off into an office to complete the necessary paperwork for her upcoming transformation.

Inside the office and once she had signed her consent form, she asked Sheila about ways of getting transformed without breaking the bank. Sheila told her that the company offered free transformations for those women who wanted to be rented out and used by clients, either in the rental clients own home or at other locations, but once transformed the women became the companies property until the debt owed from the transformation process is paid off as well as some form of interest on the loan. Usually, two to three weeks generally paid all expenses, depending on how many times they were hired out, though some women choose to stay on longer and build up credit for future transformations. The thought of being rented out and used gave Joy some wicked thoughts and she wondered if she could go through with it just to experience being transformed again.

Now that the paperwork was out of the way and that Sheila had answered any questions that Joy had wanted to ask, they moved on to the next stage of the process, here Joy was again scanned and probed internally, now not surprised when the probes entered her inner parts. The cleaning stage was quicker this time, after all, she did not have any hair on her body after the first time, though the wash after several times made the skin more silicone in appearance and less like normal flesh, this was another side effect that she had been told about but accepted as the price to pay for her desires. Finally, they moved to the transformation room, here was the bed that she remembered from last time, even the vivid sexual dreams she’d had when she was here last. Laying her now naked body back into the mold, her legs taking the now familiar doll-like position, she laid there whilst Sheila brought up the top latex sheet to encase her inside, the tube entering her mouth a future reminder that her mouth was just another one of her pleasure holes.

Encasing her client inside the latex sheet, Sheila made sure that everything was in place before going to the control panel to begin the transformation process. Sheila liked watching the latex sheet form around the body of the female encased within, they all looked so sexy covered in the shiny material, so much so that she had taken to wearing latex herself when away from work, she had even hired some of the transformed dolls herself and had dressed them in latex for her to display in her home, and later make use of, she thought to herself while looking at the sheet as it formed around Joy that she would look good in her own home, dressed in latex and displayed in all its shiny glory, maybe one day she thought remembering the questions that she had been asked about the rental dolls.

Leaving her latest client to be transformed, she would be ready in about two hours, Sheila had a couple of other clients that were being processed down the production line at this very moment, she’d better get her skates on if she didn’t want to miss them in the inspection bay, which has happened in the past, her co-worker missing a client that had been shipped out and sold, the punishment for her mistake was to spend a few weeks as a doll being rented out by the company, something that she had enjoyed so much that she was now in the regular rotation of women who were transformed in the dolls to be rented out, not that Sheila had those desires, she preferred to use the dolls for her own ends and had even rented her co-worker one weekend, much to each other’s amusement and delight.

Joy meanwhile laid there in the transformation machine, her own fantasies of being used by others taking over her mind as the latex clamped down and held her body in position, the drugs soon put her in a sleep-like state and made her dreams even more vivid than Joy could even consider, the faceless men using her body over and over again, relentless in their pursuit of pleasure by using her body. She came too after the transformation had taken place, the latex sheet lifting off of her by Sheila and the familiar feeling of her tickling her feet causing her to feel it inside but unable to express her feelings on the outside. Sheila satisfied with another transformation quickly moved her latest doll off of the table and onto a trolley ready to move towards the production line. But his day she was overbooked, she was covering for her co-worker who at this very moment was being transported to her next rental client as part of the companies stock, so this left Sheila to fill in as best as she could.

Leaving the latest doll on the trolley she brought in the next client, again she prepared this one the same as the others and again admired the latex sheet as it enclosed around their body, then starting the transformation process by activating the machine. Sheila was distracted from her work when was called out to the front office, another client had arrived and was waiting for her to process. She forgot about the recently completed Joy doll laying there on the trolley and headed off to the next client in her hectic day. Meanwhile, Joy could only lay there and stare at the ceiling, she was unable to move and even more call out to Sheila and wondered what was going on. Suddenly Joy felt some movement, her trolley was being moved, she tried to look up to see who it was but could only make out the outline of a male person, it was not Sheila and Joy felt slightly embarrassed being naked in front of this unknown person. Unfortunately for Joy, the paperwork that accompanied each doll had been mixed up, the paperwork that the guy had picked up belonged to another woman who had earlier been transformed and was waiting in storage, he had gotten his orders mixed up and found the now naked doll blank that he assumed was the doll he wanted waiting for him to move on to processing.

With the factory being somewhat busy that day and with everyone under pressure to complete the orders waiting for processing and delivery, some of the safeguards in place were overlooked, the guy collecting Joy not scanning either barcode printed on her body, but instead used the barcode of the production form, meaning that Joy was now destined to take the place of the other woman. By some other misfortune, the doll that Joy was now replacing was taken by the same guy to the production line not long after getting Joy in place, again he used the paperwork to scan for the product to be prepared, this doll destined to replace Joy and be delivered to her home. Now having been placed in the frame that held all the dolls for the production line staff to work on, Joy could only wait to enter the line of dolls being worked on that day. The doll not far behind her the other woman destined to take her place.

The line moved quickly, each doll was worked on by one of the workers and then moved on to the next, each not having time to confirm any details, not that they had the required access to the barcode details other than what the doll specifications and requirements were. When Sheila returned she found the doll on the trolley had been taken and found out that she had indeed been moved and was now on the production line, though Sheila thought that she had time before the doll would reach the end of the line and into the inspection bay, where she would complete the process, but today she had too many clients to handle properly and it was decided to leave her in the transformation area and get someone else to process the inspections, which they left to a newly appointed junior staff member to handle, she had no training in the final handling of the dolls other than to process the main line of silicone dolls that the company made, not the ones that the company transformed into dolls. Just like the previous employee, she too scanned the paperwork rather than the doll, well that is what her training with the normal dolls had been taught to her, after all, it didn’t matter which silicone doll the client received unless they were a special order as most of the dolls looked the same.

Now that her make up was finished Joy was moved down the line for final inspection, here she would meet up with Sheila again who would prepare her in the clothing she had brought with her and be packaged ready for delivery. But Joy was surprised to see the other employee waiting for her, she looked to Joy to be no older than 18, maybe even less, and wondered what had happened to Sheila. She didn’t take any notice when the girl scanned the accompanying document instead of her own barcodes and just got herself ready to be dressed and passed on to the delivery bay. It was only when the clothing that the girl was applying to her doll body was not what she had requested that she started to realize some mistake had been made, she was being dressed in some fetish attire, it glistened in the light and was very tight against her body, this resembled the latex sheet back in the transformation room, so she thought that it was indeed latex she was being dressed in.

There was no way that Joy could communicate with the girl that some sort of mistake had happened and that she was being dressed in the wrong clothing, Joy could only watch as the girl continued to dress her in the outfit requested. This it seemed to include cuffs around her wrists and ankles, which again seemed to made of latex judging be the feel and shininess in the light, Joy wondered to herself who would require a sex doll that didn’t move on its own to wear some form of restraints, and wondered how they would be used. Somehow unless of some last-minute rescue, she would be finding out sometime soon. She had thought that maybe her husband and owner was having a joke played on her being dressed this way, but when she was moved onto the trolley for the next stage she saw the clothing that she had brought along waiting for her, this would go on to the other doll now coming to the end of the production line.

Joy watched as the lights changed as she was wheeled by the girl out to the delivery bay, where she was picked up by the two men and placed inside a delivery box, again her limbs were fastened, and soon her vision was blocked by the packing peanuts filling the remaining space inside her box. Now the process of packaging was completed, the instruction paperwork added inside with the doll, the guys folded over the top and sealed the doll inside the box as they did with the hundreds of doll that passed through for delivery, without another thought they moved on to the next doll to be packed and processed. Meanwhile, the girl returned in time for the other doll to be dressed in my clothes and again scanning the paperwork rather than the doll, this one was prepared in the clothing specified and passed on to the guys in delivery to be boxed and made ready for delivery. Sheila had meanwhile found some spare seconds in her day and visited the girl taking her place and seemed to be happy that things were going okay, she had just witnessed another client being boxed and made ready for delivery, seeing that the clothing that the doll was wearing was what I had requested to wear, she too assumed that the doll in the box was the right one and that soon I would be delivered to my home to be used by my owner.

Meanwhile, I could only lay there in the box that contained my doll body and wonder where I would be going, would the factory realize that they had made a mistake and would my husband realize that I was not there when the doll was delivered for him to use later in the day, but with the factory producing dolls that looked the same I doubted that he would be able to tell that the doll wasn’t me, but he would be using the doll that replaced me and I felt a twinge of jealousy at him being with the other doll. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt my box being moved, I was being placed inside a vehicle ready to be dropped off to whoever my new owner was going to be. I also wondered what they were going to do to me, especially dressed the way I was, the restraints held some foreboding of my future, having had a bad experience of bondage beforehand. But there was nothing I could do at this point, I was now just another doll on her way to be delivered, just like the doll that had replaced me.

*****

Now laying there inside my box as the vehicle delivering me to my fate and new owner made its rounds, each stop making me think that this was going to be mine, in the end, my box was the last to be delivered and it was well after dark when I was placed on the trolley and wheeled to my new owner. I heard some voices outside of the box and after some movement, my box was placed inside the home, I had been delivered and now awaited my fate. The sounds outside of the box ceased for a while, and I was slightly startled out of my slumber when I heard and then felt the box being opened, the light from outside blinding me as the packing peanuts were swept away from my face. I looked up to see who my owner was and was surprised to see a female face staring down at me as I lay there still bound to the box, I was somewhat surprised at what I saw and looked up to see another face staring at me, this time a male, but he was dressed in the same shiny material that I had been dressed in, the female seemed to be in charge and ordered the male to remove me from the box. He quickly complied and had me out of the box, holding me up for her inspection.

Satisfied that the doll had been dressed as ordered, I was carried from this room by the male to another room, this one darker and I soon found out why. This was their playroom dungeon where they indulged their fetishes, I was to be the addition to their games this week, they had hired a doll from the factory to be used by them and, I found out later, by other people who shared their interests. I had wondered what they wanted with a doll dressed as I was, the cuffs attached to my limbs were soon put to use, my wrists were attached to something behind me, I hadn’t seen the entire room when I was carried in, my wrists were spread out and attached to some fixed point behind me, and soon my ankles were spread and again fastened to something, not that I could have moved anyway, so to me, it was pointless restraining me, but there was nothing that I could do but let my new owners use me as they wished.

She seemed happy with the way that I was positioned, the cuffs spreading my limbs outwards in a star-like way, all I could do was hang there and await their desires. She moved over to a bench just out of my sight and brought back something black and shiny, she began placing it on my head, after removing the wig I had been given back in the factory, my now bald head was covered by her in this new enclosure, which I found out was a hood. This was followed by a collar placed around my neck to hold my head in place, not that I could move it anyway, but I supposed that it completed the look that she was after. Next, she came back with some shiny barbs of metal, I didn’t know what they were for, but I felt her hands grabbing my breasts, the clothing I was wearing had detachable breast coverings, releasing my breast from their enclosure, she held each nipple in her hands and pushed a needle through each, followed shortly by the metal barbs she had brought with her. I felt the intense shock of pain as she pierced my nipples, though on the outside she was unaware of the pain she had just caused me, now my nipples sported metal bars through them.

I was not happy at this point but again being just a doll all I could do was accept what was happening to me, I was here to be used by my owners, I was just a silicone sex toy to them, and they wanted to use me for their own perverted pleasures without any regard for the desires of the doll before them. To them, I was supposed to be the rental doll whose place I had taken, and I wondered if they had known the doll that was supposed to be here and where treating me the way that she would have wanted, not something that I was going to find out anytime soon. Now the female returned with more metal barbs and I wondered where she was going to put them, again it didn’t take long to find out and the pain as she pierced my outer labia to place the barbs was intense, something that I had never experienced as she threaded each one through until she was satisfied with the results. Both my nipples and my sex were now burning from the pain of the piercings they had received, and I hoped that she had finished with my torment.

Happy with the look she had achieved with her new plaything, she stood back to admire her work, taking in all of the fetish wear and bondage she had placed me in, and the way she had me displayed for her amusement it seemed to me. Satisfied with the results she had the male polish the latex that covered me, he seemed to be dominated by the female and I wondered what they did in real life away from their playroom. Now that I was completed, she turned to what I assumed to be another latex covered doll that was also bound like I was, the limbs fastened to a metal frame that seemed to hang in the air, the doll was totally covered from head to toe in the same latex, the shine from it reflecting in the low light of the room. The doll didn’t move when touched, just like me, and she had the male polish this doll to shine as well as my own latex did. Once he had finished, they both left the room, the light switched off leaving the two dolls in darkness as the door to their playroom was closed and locked from the outside.

A funny thought occurred to me, here I was a silicone sex doll unable to move on my own, bound to the wall and now locked away and unable to escape, there was no way I could anyway and it just seemed to me bizarre that they would treat the dolls this way, but they were the ones in charge, or rather she was and all us dolls could do was wait to see what they wanted from us.

In the meantime, the doll that had taken my place had been delivered to the home that I shared with my husband/owner, now former owner it seemed at this point, he had opened the box to find the doll dressed in my clothing and assuming that the doll was me had taken it from the box and into our bedroom, where he made good use of the doll thinking that was what I had wanted, taking his time to use each of the featured pleasure holes that all good dollies have. He didn’t see any difference in the doll that had been delivered, it looked the same as last time except for the clothing, and he had seen me wear those clothes before, so again assumed that the doll was me. I wondered what the other doll was thinking as she was being used by my husband, not knowing that she was a rental doll used to being hired out to clients for however long they wanted and for whatever desires they had for the dolls, so this didn’t come as a shock as it had to me.

My thoughts were interrupted when the lighting came back on and the door opening, I was expecting to see the female enter followed by her male partner, but this time there were two females with the male, each was covered head to toe in the black latex that seemed to be the common theme in this house, if they hadn’t been wearing the face coverings I would have recognized the other woman, it was only later when she spoke that I realized that the other woman was Sheila from the factory. That was after she had used me for her pleasure, the large strap-on that she wore was put to good use by her and she seemed to know how to use it effectively, not only bringing herself to climax but also me in the process, something that I hadn’t thought possible, having never had sex with another woman before. She like my husband had me confused with the other woman, she seemed to know the name of the doll that I had taken the place of, and again took her time using me for our mutual pleasure. It occurred to me that she had hired the other doll before and knew her from the factory, they seemed to more than just good friends and enjoyed each other’s company away from the workplace.

While Sheila was using me, the other female was playing with the other doll, but she was using her strap-on from behind the doll while the male was on his knees in front of the latex doll, I wondered what they were up to and only when Sheila moved away did I get a better look, it seemed that the other doll was a male version, and also that the rubber doll that was currently sharing my time in the dungeon, was indeed a human male and not the doll I thought it was, dressed up head to toe in latex it had been hard to make out but now that the rubber doll was being used by the others I could hear faint moans coming from the other doll.

Sheila watched as the two used the other doll, I was now ignored and just part of the furniture, which I found that I liked, I had been used and discarded afterward, left hanging in my restraints, as the two worked on the other dolly. After they had used the two dolls they left the room, again the lights were extinguished leaving the room in total darkness, I listened to the faint breathing of the other doll before drifting off into a sleep-like state.

The light returned and I saw them enter the room, this time not to use the two rubber dollies but to clean and prepare them for further use. The doll on the frame was removed from its position, the body limp as the restraints holding it were released, the doll falling to the floor and moved by the original male and female, meanwhile, Sheila had returned and started to release the cuffs from the fastenings holding my limbs to the wall, she managed to carry me with ease, I supposed that she was used to carrying dolls back at the factory, now she was treating me like any other doll, getting me ready for my next role. I didn’t have long to wait to find that I was going to replace the other dolls' place, my wrists fastened to the metal framework holding me in place, she bent down and spread my legs and again fastened these the frame, again binding me in place. “There we go dolly, all ready for the next round,” she said to me. Again, I was polished to remove any marks on the latex and again left, but this time alone in the room as the other rubber doll was carried out.

The next time the lights came back on, it was two latex clad females entering, each again was covered from head to toe and I didn’t know which one was Sheila or the other woman, but both sported the same strap-ons that had been used on me before, but this time it seemed I was destined to be taken by them both, one in front and one behind. Soon they got themselves in position and they both managed to plunder my lower pleasure holes at the same time, each thrusting their strap-on into me, the pain was intense, I could feel them stretching my insides with the girth of the phallus they were wearing, but it seemed to give me an inner pleasure to be used by them this way, I was their sex toy after all and they were using me how they wanted to, I was just here to provide them with the pleasure they sought from me. I took some sort of feeling that no harm would come to me with Sheila being one of the ladies using me, that was until she walked into the room with another female in tow, this one too clad in latex from head to toe, she moved the other female over to a bench and began strapping her down, soon she too was experiencing the sapphic delights of pleasure from someone using a strap-on whilst bound and unable to move.

The two women continued to plunder my depths, each thrusting lifting my body into the air, it was only the restraints holding me in place that kept me fastened down enough for them to use me. By the time the two women had orgasmed for by my count three to four times that they finally stopped using me, my pleasure holes felt stretched as they withdrew the strap-ons they had used on me and I wondered if I would ever be the same again. Sheila had also finished with her bound rubber doll and left the room, now again the lights went out and I was left with my thoughts, I had wondered what my new owners would be like and how they would use their doll, I had now found out, I was a rubber toy for them and their friends to use and abuse, to be kept bound the entire weekend, well a doll doesn’t need to move or relieve themselves as humans do, they are only there to provide pleasure and then be ignored, discarded until they want to make use of the dolly again.

All weekend I was kept bound, covered in latex, and used by several people, I wondered if I would ever get to see my former owner/husband again, I seemed destined to remain here in the clutches of the fetish couple who had either rented or bought me as their plaything, and I seemed resigned to my fate, I had found out that I did enjoy bondage, even sex with other females was no longer out of bounds now, I being just a sex doll was now available to everyone to use, and use me they did. Four days later I found my well-used and abused body carried out from the playroom, this was the first time I had been out of the room since arriving, they stripped me of the latex clothing I was wearing leaving me naked, the barbs that had pierced both my nipples and outer labia were removed, but the holes remained, something that I would keep from my time here even after returning back to being human again. I was then placed back inside my box and made ready for my trip back to the factory.

It was only when I returned was the mistake in switching me with the other doll was found out, and it was Sheila who was there to scan me back into the factories stock of rental dolls who discovered the error. It was only after they had returned me back into my female self that they started to apologize for the mistake, Sheila herself seemed to be most upset in what had happened, and knowing just how she had used me, I had a good understanding of why. She seemed to be mortified that the mistake had happened, even more in the way that she had used me. They were worried that I would sue the company for the error they had made in shipping me off to the wrong address, I kept quiet about the events that had happened to me while I was rented out, I thought that Sheila was in enough trouble without me adding to it. And after all, I was just a sex doll to her, being used like other sex dolls are, even though she thought I was someone else, still in the end I discovered that I had enjoyed my time, I had time to have a long think about things while inside my box waiting to be returned to the factory, I had found out what dolls are used for, not just for sex but to be displayed, used and then discarded, which ticked all my boxes.

I reassured them that I wasn’t going to sue the company, they had satisfied me with the offer of free transformations in the future, if I could trust them again. Then a thought suddenly occurred to me, what about the doll that took my place, does my husband know that it isn’t me? Sheila said that they had not received a complaint from my husband, and assumed that the doll that was currently in my home was still being used by him. I remembered that we had agreed on a week possibly longer, I had only been a doll for four days now and a thought entered my head. After Sheila had rung my husband to find out how happy he was with the doll he had received, as part of customer relations she had told him, he advised her that he would be keeping the doll for longer than first arranged, he said that he knew that his wife liked being a sex doll and would be taking her away on a trip, so he said that he would be keeping the doll for at least another two to three weeks and hoped that it would be okay with the company if he contacted them when he wanted his wife changed back.

When Sheila told me this, she thought my first reaction would be rage, he was using a doll that wasn’t his wife, but she was surprised when I said that it was good that he didn’t know about the mistake, in fact, I wanted to go back to being a sex doll again but this time to be another rental doll, well I needed to replace the one that my husband was currently keeping. After filling out the required forms and releases that the company required, I was taken by Sheila back to be processed again.

When we were alone back in the transformation room, I did disclose to Sheila that I had enjoyed my time with her and looked forward to seeing her again when she next rented a sex doll. She placed her arms around me in a wonderful embrace, me naked and her fully clothed, her lips pressed up against mine in a delightful moment of tenderness. She told me that she would make sure that I would be used by her again soon. She also told me about the couple that I had been rented to, I had expressed some desire to find out more about them, she told me that the woman was a dominant female friend of hers, the male I thought was her partner was in fact her live-in slave, the other male who was bound in the playroom with me was really her husband, who liked to be dominated by his wife and others. They had thought that the doll they had rented was a friend of Sheila’s who was into the same stuff that she was, but while being a doll herself.

I said that after the initial shock of the mistake and the bondage, and although the piercings hurt, I found that I had enjoyed being their sex doll and used and kept by them as nothing more. I was hoping that Sheila could arrange for me to be sent there again in the future, my mind made up that I would become the sex doll I wanted to be and rented out to be used by others, maybe I could talk my husband to renting out his own doll while others used me as theirs. Now back in the transformation machine I looked forward to my next renter and wondered who it would be and what would they be doing to me, Sheila assured me that she knew who I destined to be rented to, they were very special clients of the company and she knew that I would be happy with my time with them. I could only wonder and hope that they enjoyed me as much as I would enjoy them using me.