A present for Bill

Four weeks later, it is Christmas Eve. The tree in Bill's house has a pile of presents under it and the light twinkle through the wreath of tinsel draped over it. One present under the tree is larger than the others, and will probably be opened first. It is over 6ft long, and the whole thing is a bright, festive red - except that the red is thick, glossy rubber. It seems to be a man, but there are no features that can be seen and the limbs are all hidden inside the thick rubber sheath. The head, is covered with a thick, featureless hood, with a round mouth hole and 2 nostril holes. The only thing breaking up the monotony of the glossy read is a thick steel collar riveted around the neck and linked to the wall with a heavy metal chain.

The present moves slightly, the only way it can move is my wriggling like a worm. It's mouth is open, held that way by a ring gag under the thick rubber hood. The only other opening in the suit is a round hole over the ass.

Inside the rubber, is Tyler. **** and restrained, he is sleeping, moving fitfully as he dreams. he has spent much of the last few weeks in a ****-induced haze being trained to Bill's particular tastes. When he wakes, he may struggle futilely - but Bill likes it when Tyler struggles. It doesn't matter anyway - the zips have all been glued shut. This is Tyler's new home now - whether he likes it or not