Absolutely amazing story and artwork for this robotization/mechanization process.
The Metalmaid Wife by LMF13
Story was written by the artist.
The first date I remember as if it were yesterday. I was late due to the usual traffic jams. When I arrived at the restaurant and saw her for the first time I was in awe! I walked over, she said that she almost thought that I was one of those guys that wouldn’t show up. I apologised for being late. After all it turned out to be a very fun first date.
Denise hadn’t lied about her looks. And even better, she was clad in latex. It had become somewhat of a fashoin thing nowadays. But still, she truly owned the look! After a couple of dates we became more serious and she decided to come over to my place. It was then that I discovered her submissive tendencies. We had some really kinky sex. She was utterly amazing!
About 4 years later, which is now. We recently became husband and wife. In the mean time, me ordering her around has become the norm. Denise has some really crazy fantasies, and so do I. We have a legendary sexlife together. Although Denise never seems to have enough. A year before we got married, she said: “I have a wish, please promise me that you’ll fulfill it.” I was as curious as I was nervous. I knew what it meant when she talked like this. It meant she had another hidden dark fantasy. And especially since I had proposed a week before, I knew this was a big one. But I reluctantly said yes. Eventhough I didn’t know what it was about. A cheeky smile materialized apon her beautiful face. She continued: “Have you heard about the Metalmaid suit? Because as soon as we have married and have returned from our honeymoon. I want you to bring me to the Chasti-Permalock company to get me suited, forever! I want to be your metalmaid. And I want you to utterly control me. I want to be sealed up completely and permanently. I want to be chastised within the suit. So all my pent up arousal will be used to make me serve you even better. You’ll have my remote and you will be able to use it as you please.” She was beaming.
I was shocked to say the least. But oh was I intrigued. “Does that mean that we wont ever have sex once you are sealed?” I asked. In actuality I didn’t want to lose her…
Well I’ll make very sure you’ll never miss the sex, I promise. And if I don’t you can punish me as much as you like. I’ll be your faceless plaything. And I want you to treat me as such. I’ll be able to hear and see. But I’ll never be able to talk back. All I could do is follow your orders, Master."
I didn’t know what to say and she added: “Oh and you’ll be able to set the arousal level. So I’ll be silently going crazy with lust. And if I change my mind, promise me you will MAKE me become a Metalmaid! I know it will scare me at some point. So I need you to push me through it.”
I said I had to think it over. After a few days I relented. The idea was now stuck in my mind as well. I absolutely loved the idea. It was intoxicating. I had only one condition. I wanted the removable caps over her nipples. As a kinky reminder that my wife is inside. At first she didn’t like the idea but she understood what I was tying to say. She did like the aspect that from then on, her nipples were the only opening to the outside world. She was extremely sensitive there as well, so it was an extra level of humiliation. So we went to get her all measured. First her body was scanned by laser. And then they made molds of her every orifice.
Now that we are back from our honeymoon and the fitting of the Metalmaid suit was due tomorrow. I noticed that she wasn’t enthusiastic about it at all anymore. But I remembered her that there was no way back anymore. Denise had signed the consent papers. So on paper she was already a Metalmaid.
It has been a week since I had brought Denise to be fitted. She was really reluctant that day. But the people working there did wonders. They clearly were experienced. They calmed her nerves quickly. Today I’m visiting her. I hope she’s not as panicked anymore. The arm and leg pieces would be fitted already. The nanites would have bonded aswell. Every piece would bond to the skin once it is applied. Ensuring total permanence.
I’m nervous today. Because today would be the last day I would see her face. The last time we would be able to speak with each other. She had opted for this herself. Because she wanted the rest of the process to endure on her own. This way I would not see her for 38 days. The idea was that in this way, we had time to get somewhat used to the whole thing of no verbal communication.
When I first saw her again she seemed to be a lot more relaxed. I guess this was partly because the process was already underway. She showed me the leg pieces. ‘’these were fitted first, these are most difficult to get used to.’’ She walked some laps in the room to show her progress. The lower legs and feet were now fused into a single piece. Her feet forced into a permanent en-pointe position. She talked about cramps and difficulty when walking. The cramps would take a few months to fade. It would somewhat be a part of her new condition as the cramps would sometimes return. Since it’s quite an extreme position for the feet to be in, especially so if indefinately. The arm pieces were just as beautifully constructed. The hands were really intricate. She lost some flex and strength but was still able to do most simple tasks. As by design, the suit would limit her just enough so there was little else to do than her maid duties. Although with great difficulty.
Denise told me that the pieces felt really tight as well. She loved the feeling. ‘‘It’s even better than latex. I constantly feel compressed and this time there is no stretch at all!” She said chuckling.
‘‘I’m glad you’re liking it’’ I said. Being relieved as well. I hoped she would not regret her choice. Although soon enough I couldn’t tell anymore.
They gave us some extra time together. We hugged and kissed. And we cuddled some more. I had brought her to orgasm with my fingers. The only gift I was able to give her. As I knew it would probably be her last. It was strange, feeling her titanium sheathed limbs. They were hard and warm to the touch. She wouldn’t feel me lovingly stroking her. Maybe she’d feel my fingers bumping onto the surface. But that would be it.
She seemed to be a lot more happy after I was with her. The technicians and doctors reasured me that she would be fine. And that the suit will adjust to her over time. It will know exactly how to make her genuinely happy and how to correct her behaviour if needed. There is also an optoin built into the remote, so that when she does something bad, I can set it to punish her every time she does that action again. And also to give her pleasure when she does good. It was the most evil and kinky thing ever. And there was no escaping it. Her ultimate fantasy was becoming reality.
I had one more addition I wanted. When I was on my way out I asked one of the technicians to do me a favor. I told him that I wanted her nipples pierced. ‘‘Hmm… No problem sir. If you are sure.’’ He said. I was sure she’d love it. That way I can attach a leash to parade her around. I loved the remote control thing but I wanted to be able to still dominate her using more direct methods. And I had no doubt chat she’d love it!
Past few weeks seemed like an eternity. All I could think about was Denise’s plight. The Chasti-Permalock company was nice enough to keep me posted on her progress. She would now be in her last phase before she would be delivered to my home. Right now it’s suit calibration. After that she would be ready to serve me. I was waiting in anticipation.
The charging pod was already installed in the livingroom. She would be strapped to it so the suit could recharge and the lifesupport system could be refilled. I also made a few modifications to our bedroom. So she could be strapped down there as well. There was a second charging pod in there also. This was so I could play with her while I could see her from the bed. I also wanted her to be able to lie next to me in bed. So I could feel her warmth through the tight fitting steel that encapsulated her completely. I would then bind her arms behind her back with the brackets that come with the suit. It would look much like her arms were in an armbinder, elbows touching. I installed belts to the bed to keep her in place while I slept.
As for Denise, there was so much she had gone through by now. The torso piece would be fitted after the lifesupport is integrated into her body. Her waist would be severely cinched in by the tight titanium cocoon, making breathing very difficult. Her head and torso would be sealed in a rigid shell. She couldn’t turn her head to look or nod to indicate a yes or no. She would have to turn her whole body to see. She was to be silent, obedient and totally sealed forever. There would be no break from it what-so-ever. The nanites would also repair any damage, ensuring there would never be a problem with the suit or Denise herself.
Her every orifice would be plugged by now. Her vagina and anus had rods extending deep within her. Her mouth had a rod going al the way down her throat. This had the effect of rendering her vocal chords useless. Each rod would be able to administer shocks in a wide range of intensity. Vibrations and little shocks would run through them constantly as to keep her hot and bothered all the time. I could set the intensity of her pleasure and pain. But she would never reach orgasm. The suit wouldn’t permit it. Only once in a year or so she would reach orgasm. But this was only so she would stay attentive. And always trying to reach that feeling again.
There would also be a maids dress that she has to wear. It was made of rubber. So it wouldn’t stain. If she doesn’t wear her maid dress for longer then 24 hours, she would also be punished. Removing the maids dress was only intended for switching to a new one. The dress wasn’t really neccesary. But we decided to choose this option. So she would always look like her only purpose was to serve.
Today I received another message from Chasti-Permalock. It explained that she was almost ready. And that she was happy and content within the suit. I wondered how they knew that… Maybe they could see it through some diagnostics system. It was a weird feeling, knowing that my wife was completely sealed and locked in that suit for ever..
It has been a month since she was delivered to the house. It was weird at first. It was like I wasn’t with my wife anymore. But at the same time I was. We had hugged briefly when it was just the two of us at home again. I activated the suit’s system so that it was linked to my voice and remote control. From this point onwards, she would be completely controlled by me or the suit’s programming for good. She instantly started cleaning the place. I just stood there, taking it all in. It was a most erotic sight. As she expertly went about her duties, I followed her and just looked on. It was eerie and fascinating. When I said she should stop her duties and return to me, she did so instantly without hesitation. I tried some of the suit functions. When I set the pleasure setting to mid/high, she was instantly trembling. I gave her a command and she instantly carried it out. I was playing with the functions for quite some time. After a while she was starting to make some mistakes. And the suit had punished her once for failing to do as commanded. I could see her body jerk sharply. And she instantly carried it out as if her life depended on it. I felt bad as I thought I had put too much strain on her. The following days I just let her do her thing, left the suit on ‘‘auto’’ and made sure not too ask too much of her.
By now, about one month later, I could clearly see that she had gotten the hang of it. I too was starting to get used to our new situation. She is so damn cute in that maids dress. And thanks to the solid piece that ran from head to crotch. And the permanent position of her feet. She had no other option as to bend at the hips when she needed to reach something low to the floor. showing off her permanently sealed off sex.
I have no clue as to what goes on in her mind. But she has become extremely attentive. Our house is big but it isn’t too big. Which means that when I’m home from work, she spends most of her time solely serving me because the rest of her tasks would be already done. Which was very nice. She would look after my everything. She would make me dinner and I would eat it while she watched. She would clean up after me and took care of the dishes. It was just crazy. But I loved it!
After dinner I would relax on the couch a bit and she would stand beside me. She would never sit unless I said so. I oftend told her to massage my shoulders, fetch me something or I would let her sit next to me to take the pressure off of her feet. When it was time for bed I would either charge her in the bedroom pod or I would tie her to the bed next to me, depending on the suit status. Usually one charge and refill would last about 2 days. I especially liked it when she was laying bound next to me. Her arms would usually be tightly trapped behind her back. I would lie next to her facing her back. Her hands would be in the perfect position to stroke my sex. I would tell her to do so. And she would only stop when I said so. I would hold her in my arms, altough she wouldn’t feel much of it. I’d set the arousal level to high. This way she would be brought very close to orgasm and then it would suddenly stop. Only to repeat the cycle again and again. And I would feel her twitching and writhing. It was amazing. In rare cases I would intentionally forget to put the settings down again and she would be going crazy all night. There was nothing she could do. And I absolutely loved it.
She would wake up in the morning, finding herself trapped in the suit again. I would release her from the pod or bed and she would instantly make me breakfast. After breakfast I’d go to work. Or in the weekends, play with her all day.
This was our new routine now and while I had a blast. She’d probably be feeling all sorts of things within the suit. But I’ll never know. I still had trouble understanding the fact that she truly wanted this. It was always on my mind: ‘‘what if she has second thoughts’’. But she knew this was permanent from the beginning. And this was her life now. To serve.. and be played with.
I’m really glad we had opted for the removable nipple caps. It was the only bit of skin that wasn’t permanently sealed away. I remember the first time I removed them. I placed her in the mirror, as she probably didn’t know that I had them pierced. And I was right. When I removed the cover she jumped either of surprise or shock. I pulled on them gently and her hands would try to block me. I immediately punished her with a push on the punish button. She jumped in agony while I told her the new rules.
‘‘We both know how sensitive you are there. And only I will play with them. By the way, you wont be able to reach orgasm with just your nipples. The suit will just shock you out of it. I also want to add another rule. Everytime you have noting to do with your hands, your arms will be behind your back.’’ I could feel her reacting to what I had said. Just a little shudder. And she ruluctantly placed her arms behind her back.
‘‘Good girl’’ I said. I attached a leash to her nipples and pulled her to the livingroom.
It was so cute seeing her struggle to keep her arms behind. I told her to sit on the couch and I took place next to her. Then I had set every possible pleasure setting to medium/high to make her hot and played with her nipples. I kept doing this until she couldn’t take it anymore and one of her arms swinged to her nipples again. She was instantly zapped, went rigid for a second. And her arm moved behind her back again. The suit had already made sure that her arms would remain in their place without my imput.
At times when I didn’t want her to serve me or do her tasks, I would strap her to the livingroom pod and leave her there. I would usually set her arousal to automatic. So if she’d become bored. The suit would make sure to keep her entertained. Be it little shocks or vibrations. She would never be without sensations anyway but the auto setting took good care of her needs. When I wanted some privacy I would just turn of her sight and hearing. She’d be totally oblivious as to what was going on.
Recently I had a treadmill installed. I love to see her struggle on her tiptoes and I figured that some exercise wouldn’t hurt. I would strap her to it in such a way she couldn’t trip and fall. Usually I’d use the brackets for her arms. It was beautiful to see her walk. And I could set the speed while I played with her senses. Seeing her reactions while she was walking and struggling was extremely erotic to me.
I’m definitely looking forward to our life together. Maybe she does too. Or maybe she doesn’t. She had no choice in the matter. And she chose to live this way.
I’m very much enjoying myself. Even if it is at her expence, she wanted this herself. And she would have to accept it eventually. As she is irreversably trapped within the suit. Now she exists only to serve, suffer and live in her own permanent world of blissful agony…forever
An awesome story with quite nice artworks attached to them…