The Facility - Chapter Three: Checkmate (Part 1)

The next day, Gray was awoken from sleep by a knock on the door. After the party, he was taken back to the Director’s exclusive quarters, for his favorite pets. Gray slept bound and gagged this time, a strip of microfoam tape covered his mouth, and his hands were in mitts in front of him - as the Director’s pet, he was expected to be the perfect sub. Sleeping in bondage was a necessity. Despite the circumstances, he slept very well, and woke to an admin approaching him. 

“Mpmmhh…” Gray moaned, seeing the admin. He wondered what was going to happen to him now - the Director said he had been chosen for a special game, but what exactly did that mean? 

“Good morning, Subject 023. Today is a special day. Your role as pup is on the line, so you’d better work hard today.” The admin said, helping Gray stand up. “You can have breakfast and prepare yourself. I will come to collect you in an hour.” The admin gently removed the tape from Gray’s mouth and unlocked the mitts around his hands, sliding them off. 

“Thank you, sir.” Gray said, remembering the rules about manners. He walked over to a small table, where a tray of food had been placed, and began to eat and drink while the admin left the room. What could possibly be planned for today?

After eating, brushing his teeth, and mentally preparing himself, an hour passed in no time, and the admin returned promptly. 

“Everyone is waiting for you. Come along.” He said. 

Taking the Subject by the arm, they walked down the hallway together. Passing by the Director’s office and taking a left turn down the corridor, they found themselves at a room titled “Parlor Room” on the outside. 

Pushing open the door, Gray was surprised at what he saw inside. 

The room was massive, to say the least, with a high ceiling and a fireplace on the other side of the room. There were bookshelves and lounge chairs throughout the room, lining the walls. It had a warm feeling to it, with cherry hardwood walls and chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The floor was designed to resemble a giant chess board, and some of the “pieces” were already assembled. 

On one side of the room were white latexed subjects, positioned on top of stands, dressed in armbinders, legbinders, hooded, blindfolded, locked in chastity, and gagged. On the other side were similarly dressed subjects, but in black latex instead of white. On top of all their hooded heads were shapes that resembled the ranks for chess pieces - such as a horse head for the knight, a large crown for the king, a smaller crown for the queen, a circular shape for the pawn, a tower-like shape for the rook, and a unique shape that Gray could only assume was for the bishop. 

So this is what the director meant for his game. 

Gray recognized some of the numbers from the night prior, including Subject 113, dressed in black latex, who was meant to be the queen piece, with the smaller crown shape on top of his hood. Since he was still blindfolded, he didn’t see Gray come in, but was moaning softly on his stand. Gray wanted to know if Subject 113 had also been chosen to be a personal pet for the Director, or if this was meant to be a sort of punishment for him, since it was known that he often got into relationships with other subjects despite that being prohibited. 

“113…Can you hear me?” Gray asked, walking over to his stand.

The subject moaned a little more, thrusting his hips forward, as if wanting Gray to touch him. So it seemed like he could hear after all.

Gray ran a hand along 113’s body, reverently.

“Wow…this is incredible.” He said, as his friend struggled underneath his touch.

While he thought, Gray realized he didn’t know much about chess, and was worried how he was supposed to play properly for the Director, when he heard footsteps behind him.

“Good morning, pet.” A smooth voice came, grabbing Gray around the waist.

The subject immediately melted into the Director’s grip. “Good morning, sir.” He moaned, tilting his head back to rest on the Director’s shoulder.

The Director smiled, kissing along Gray’s exposed neck. “Such a good boy. I knew you would be a good pet for me. I hope you’re ready for today’s game. You are my prized pawn after all.” 

“...I’m…not sure how to play, sir.” Gray admitted. 

The Director gave a hearty chuckle. “Oh, my boy. You’re not going to play, you’re merely a piece in this game. Don’t worry. I’m the one who will be playing for keeps.”

Gray nodded, feeling relieved. “So, I’m meant to be a piece, then?”

The Director snapped his fingers, and the admins brought over the necessary garb and platform for Gray to stand on in order to become the perfect chess piece. The admins slid on the armbinder first, then had the subject step onto the platform before the attached legbinder was secured around his legs. One of the admins unzipped his suit in the front, but was surprised to see Gray was already, still, locked in chastity from the previous night.

“Ah, I forgot. The Director’s pets are always kept on a leash.” The Admin teased. Gray blushed, and was about to ask when he could be allowed to be unlocked, when a pawn’s hood was slid over his head. It had an opening around the mouth and eyes, but before any talking was allowed, a ring gag was presented to Gray’s lips. He opened his mouth easily, wanting to be good for the Director. A penis insertion came next, and slipped in easily to Gray’s waiting mouth. Next, the blindfold was applied, and finally, Gray was ready for the game.

“Mmph…” He moaned, and struggled a bit. The armbinder was tight, and the legbinder kept him from falling over on the stand, so he was forced to stand up straight.

In this game, there were some subjects that were lended to Damian - the subjects dressed in white latex. While they were still members of the Facility, the Director allowed them to be taken off site to Damian’s personal home in order to be played with. Since the Director had never lost a game, Damian was slowly losing some of his favorite pieces, who had been won back by Director Reynolds. One such piece that the Director had his eyes on during this game was Subject 087. The subject had been a favorite of the Director’s, performing well in the experiments, and so he was gunning to win him back soon enough. Though for this particular game, he had to make sure he wasn’t going to lose Gray in the process. Subject 087 was escorted to his stand, dressed in the white latex. The admins quickly fastened the arm and leg binders onto him, before sliding on the knight’s hood. 

“Open wide, Subject.” The admin ordered. Subject 087 complied, receiving a similar ring gag and penis insertion into his mouth.

“Mmph mmhh..!” The subject moaned, feeling his mouth stretch to accommodate the girth of the bulb in his mouth. Next came the blindfold, and finally, all of the pieces were in position.

“Excellent!” The Director clapped. “Move him into position! Damian will be here soon. The game is set to begin.”

When Damian arrived, his eyes immediately traveled to 023. 

“Good morning, Reynolds. Your pup is looking excellent as a chess piece.” Damian said, praising Gray’s appearance. “Too bad he’ll become mine soon.”

Director Reynolds merely smiled. “We’ll see about that. I’ll be looking to claim 087 back from you in this game, so you’d best be on your guard.” The Director was confident. He had never lost a game to Damian in the years they had played together. This should be a walk in the park.

With everyone in position, the game began.

As pieces were moved around the board by the admins, they gave soft moans from being shifted. The Admins would move them, sometimes fondling their asses or cocks through chastity cages. 

Subject 023 had no idea what was going on, being blindfolded, but could do nothing but listen to the sounds of Damian’s and the Director’s voices, sounding out where to move their pieces. 

“Ready to give up?” Director Reynolds asked. Gray could tell he was smiling from the sound of his voice.

Damian let out a huff. “It’s not over yet, my friend.”

Minutes dragged on in the game, and Subject 023 was starting to get a little worried. What if the Director lost? While he consented to being played with by Damian, he wanted to stay by the Director’s side. Before he even had time to think further, he heard Damian say:

“Checkmate.”

Director Reynolds was stunned, taking a step back. “No…”

Gray’s heart jumped. No way, the Director actually lost… 

Damian cheered. “Yes! Finally!”

Director Reynolds frowned. How could he have lost? And even worse, Gray would be taken to Damian’s home. 

“Mmphh…!” Gray moaned, trying to call out to the Director.

Director Reynolds sighed.

“You’ve beaten me... As promised, Subject 023 is yours…” He moved to shake Damian’s hand, who was smiling. 

“Good game, my friend. Let me know when you’re looking to play again.”

“I will be back to claim my pet, don’t get used to him.” Director Reynolds said, sourly, squeezing Damian’s hand a bit tighter. 

Damian turned to his white latexed pieces on the board. “Congratulations, lads. My win is also your win; everyone is allowed to cum today.”

Moans filled the room. Director Reynolds then spoke to his subjects. “As for the rest of you, you will remain here until I come to collect you in a few hours. None of you will be coming for the next 72 hours.”

The subjects let out groans, but not all of them were sad ones. Maybe losing wasn’t so bad after all.

The Director walked up to Subject 023, placing a hand on his abs, causing Gray to jump in surprise. 

“I’m sorry, Subject, but you’ll be going with Damian until I can win you back. Don’t worry, though. I will win you back to my side.” 

“Mhphh...! Mmphh hmm…!” Gray wriggled under the Director’s touch. He wanted to be able to say goodbye, but he was still heavily gagged. “Mhh, mphh…”

The Director grit his teeth. “This isn’t over, Damian. I will win my pup back.”

Director Reynolds began to walk away, letting the Admins undo Gray’s leg bindings. Damian clapped his hands together. 

“Please package him up for me, and retrieve his things from his room as well. Allow the rest of my subjects to cum as they please, and then send them back to their rooms.”

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After the game, Gray was escorted from the parlor room to Damian’s car waiting outside. He had been taped up with his legs bent, keeping him from standing, and placed inside a large suitcase. He was still blindfolded and gagged, and had been asked if he consented to being transported before being wrapped up inside the suitcase, with the top zipper being undone slightly to allow for airflow. 

Damian reached his car in the garage after Gray had been placed in the trunk, and started it up. The trip to his apartment took only 30 minutes, but the subject had to wonder what was going to happen to him now that he belonged to Damian. The car came to a stop and Gray heard the trunk opening, with the suitcase being lifted up and out of the trunk. He moaned slightly as he settled inside of the suitcase, and it was rolled into the luxury apartment building where Damian resided. 

Damian pulled the suitcase onto the elevator, taking it up to the 11th floor, before stepping out and rolling it down the hall. He used his key to open his apartment door, and stepped inside, placing the suitcase down in the middle of the room. 

Feeling the suitcase come to a stop, Gray began to struggle slightly. He was a bit nervous, not knowing his surroundings. 

Damian unzipped the suitcase, revealing Gray’s form inside. 

“Ahhh, there you are.” The older man said, smiling reverently. “You look so beautiful like this.”

“Mhphmm, mhh, mph…” Gray struggled a bit more, and felt his legs being un-taped. He was assisted in sitting up, and Damian took the blindfold off of the subject. Gray blinked his eyes a few times to adjust to the light, before being greeted by Damian’s smiling face. He looked around, and found he was in a large apartment in the city. He hadn’t seen daylight for several weeks at this point, so seeing the afternoon sky made him feel a bit relaxed in the new surroundings. 

“I’m so happy to have you here, you’re a magnificent specimen, and to have you all to myself is such a treat.”

The gags came off next, first the penis gag was removed - a trail of saliva followed the bulb of the penis gag from Gray’s tongue. Then the ring gag was taken off. He worked his jaw for a few moments, as Damian removed the hood from his head. 

“Sir…” Gray spoke, and Damian let out a pleased groan. 

“Oh Subject, you’ll make me cum with that voice of yours.” He praised. “Here, I’m sure you would like to stretch.” He helped Gray to his feet, and undid the armbinder as well. Gray took the time to stretch his limbs, feeling grateful that he was free now.

“What are you going to do to me, sir?” Gray asked, as Damian walked around his body, checking him out. 

“Oh my boy, I am going to eat you up.” He said, taking a hand and squeezing Gray’s ass. The younger man jumped, letting out a moan. “You will serve me, and be my personal toy. I know you’d like to be a good boy.”

“...Yes, sir, please.” Gray said, as Damian’s hands roamed over his body. 

“Firstly, we must get you out of that old uniform.”

Damian unzipped Gray’s latex suit, slipping it off of him, leaving the subject nude in the spacious living room. Gray shivered a bit - feeling embarrassed. He had to fight to not cover himself under Damian’s watchful eyes. 

“All of my toys stay nude, with the exception of their collars.” The man said, going over to a table near the window and picking up a thick leather collar. He walked back to Gray, who lifted his neck to receive the collar. He noticed that it had a bell on it, and a tag that read “pup” on it.

“There, perfect. All except for this.” Damian knelt down to Gray’s caged cock. “This is a sign of your old master, it has to go.” He reached into his pocket and produced a key - he must’ve won it from Director Reynolds during the game. The cage was unlocked and Gray moaned at the release of pressure, feeling himself become slightly hard just from being unlocked. 

“Please, sir…” Gray said. “Please, don’t lock me up again.”

Damian smiled at the subject. “Sweet boy, it’s for your own good. However, since I did just win you, you will be allowed to cum today.” He stood up to full height. “But not quite yet. No, I will have fun playing with you. I’ve been looking forward to this.”