GUMS helped ease the concerns of the material throughout the night allowing them to drift off into a peaceful slumber. Throughout the night, it hummed gently into the ears of the material while continually starting the training, “service, silence, obedience, training, structure,…”.
Unfairly, what made in ceremony and procedure by GUMS and the instructors to feel going to bed for a full night of sleep was only a mere 45 minute nap. But since there were no clocks in their room, their watches had been collected and there was no window to see outside the cavern, the material had no way to know what time it actually was.
Sam (Zero-Three-Three) woke from a slight buzzing. He heard GUMS say “And with this you will be awake and start refreshed into the day.” Sam laid half on top, half below Zero-Three-Four, who was just opening his eyes as well. For a moment both were staring at each other. Sam, looking at Zero-Three-Four’s tattooed number, the outline still a little bit red from the automated tattooing machine, that had stamped in their new designation, was feeling better than last night, but still a little uncomfortable.
“How did you sleep?”
“Actually, quite well. I didn’t think the sheet would feel that nice on the skin.”
GUMS spoke to them: “Material, you are awake, change your earpiece and then get up.”
Sam removed the day earpiece from its charging cradle and exchanged it for the night earpiece. A slight beep told him when his day earpiece was securely attached to his ear as its clamps fit tightly inside the ear. Both pushed back their rubber cover sheet on their bunk bed and stepped down the metal ladder. Their bunk was the 2nd bunk from the floor; below them Zero-Three-Two and the big brother were already awake.
Big brother was already showing his companion how to build their rest station. “Before you leave, you are to build the rest station. To do this, smooth the top linen and fold the top over two palms wide. Then tuck all straight to the side, the pillow is to rest in the middle of it. The guard logo should be right in the middle – yeah Zero-Three-Two you are doing it right.”
Zero-Three-Four was trying to arrange their rest station the same way, when the big brother came around.
“Did you plug in your day earpiece?”
“Good, this guardsman sees you are trying to build the rest station. Actually, it’s easier if your companion holds the pillow.”
After all the rest stations had been arranged neatly—the guard logo in the middle of the sheets and tucked tightly into the frame, the pillow centered at the top—the family unit assembled around the sanitary saddle. The next lesson of the day was about to begin.
“Okay, Zero-Three-Zero place your penis in the opening and sit down into the saddle.” He did as he was told. “Now press the yellow clean button.” A red line came on and showed that the sanitary saddle was in operation. GUMS told Zero-Three-Zero not to move. Zero-Three-Zero felt a clamp enclosing his penis and the dildo in his arse being pulled slightly as it locked into position. The pressure on his arse was then reversed as he felt the dildo press deeper. The pressure eased slightly, but he continued to feel as if the dildo was expanding deeper within in body. Little did the Material know that a tube was winding its way up into Zero-Three-Zero’s bowels. Pressure started to build inside. Zero-Three-Zero was expanding as a warm fluid entered his bowels, slowly filling him. The pressure started to become too intense for him and was about to scream when GUMS told him to relax and he was given a slight endorphin rush. As the same time, the tube reversed pressure and sucked out the now liquefied solid waste. This relief caused him to start peeing as he felt the relief and shit flowing out of him. It was a strange feeling; a little painful but stimulating. The process on his bowels continued until the liquid filling his arse was as clean coming out as it was going in. His bladder and bowel were empty and Zero-Three-Zero felt good.
The button went yellow and GUMS announced: “Cleaning has finished, step away from the saddle.”
Zero-Three-One looked at him disgusted. “How did it feel Zero-Three-Zero?”
“Well at first it’s strange, but in a liberating and refreshing way, a little bit stimulating as well.” Zero-Three-Zero added that last comment with the slightest of smirks.
Six-Zero-Five smiled. “So who is next?”
Zero-Three-One responded: “I don’t think I can do this. Why can’t we go onto a normal toilet?”
“That’s too expensive. Besides, this is faster, cleaner and you are in the guard now so stop asking why.”
As to show his eagerness Zero-Three-Two stepped onto the saddle and smiled while the procedure was going on. “Actually I had to pee pretty badly.”
Each member of the family unit took a turn with the sanitary saddle and experienced it the first time. From now on, this would be the way they would relieve themselves. “Oh, by the way” Six-Zero-Five chimed, “be prepared that this may be the only time of the day when you are able to relieve yourself.” The new family unit looked at one another with trepidation.
“We are about to leave. If you walk around the cavern as a group, there is a special technique. Now if you fail on this, you will get punished from the instructors. After today, if you fail, WE get punished and we all get a share of the abuse and pain. So if one of you fails, we all suffer – including this guardsman.” Another wave of nervousness swept over the unit, as the endorphins from the first saddle use had worn off.
Big Brother told them to stand behind each other in a close line. Their noses were nearly touching the back of the head of the guy next in line. Their right hand would touch the belt of the underwear of the guardsman in front of them. For Sam it felt strange to be so close to other people, as he was stacked neatly between Zero-Three-Two and Zero-Three-Four. Sam’s hand was nearly touching Zero-Three-Two’s ass crack. Zero-Three-Four’s hand was touching the top of his ass crack causing Sam to clench his ass cheeks. In turn, his sphincter clenched harder on the dildo in his ass giving him a sense of fullness and pleasure. Knowing the strange combinations of emotions he was experience due to the breaking of personal space comfort levels, Sam positioned his hand further down, now touching Zero-Three-Two’s ass crack.
“Now close the eyes. I will be the first one in line, guiding and steering you, so no need to watch or peek, just rely on your brothers.” Six-Zero-Five stepped to the front of the line. Zero-Three-Zero placed his hand on Big Brother’s underwear feeling the top of his butt crack. “As I command, left, move your left foot. As I command right, move your right foot.” The door to their family room opened and Big Brother started chanting, “Left, Right, left, right, …” They started marching slowly down the hall.
They marched in line, lockstep; nude except for their underwear. Led by their big brother, they arrived at the cleaning stations. At the entrance of the cleaning booths an instructor stood tall and commanding in his red trimmed R-Class-Uniform. The instructor nodded approvingly to Six-Zero-Five. He said only two words, “Remove underwear.”
The new Material opened their eyes, heard how the seal in of their underwear went open and put it into the cleaning tray.
“Okay the reststation couples step into the power showers, you got 60 seconds of water, 60 seconds for rinsing you clean with the soap, 60 seconds for water and then 60 seconds for drying you up, so no civy talk or anything stupid. Step into the booth”
A-8007-399-033 and A-8007-399-034 stepped into their booths, water started spraying onto them. Then a beep and GUMS announced: “start rinsing each other”. Both took a drop of the soap from the dispenser and started to cover themselves. The instructor yelled form the outside: “not only yourself, see that your buddy is covered, too”
They both did as they were told.
“Never did that in the scouts”
“Seems they emphasize hygiene a lot”
“Still feels strange to soap in another guy”
The instructor had heard them talking and yelled into the both: “You are not soaping in another guy, you are doing your brotherly duty and help a fellow guardsman keep his flesh in shape”
The water started flowing again. Unknown to the material the soap contained a depilatory additive, that keept their bodies hairfree.
They stepped out of the cleaning booths with all the other brothers and dried themselves.
“For a guardsman its important to keep up the proper look, so this is the shaver, apply the shaving cream to that part of your body that you want to keep spotless and clean and then stroke it over your partners body”
Zero-three-two went to the knees and six-oh-five lubed his body and face with the cream, then took the shaver hanging from the wall and turned it on, going systematically over zero-three-twos head, removing any trace of hair. A bare skull was as much part of the guard uniform as the rubber suits were, and of course the brain scans would work much better if the sensors connected to a clean skull.
“We call this shining the dome, now do it your partners”
The shavers were connected to wall sockets and after turning on small blades rotated and automatically shaved and sucked in the scraped hair follicles, leaving no trace of them.
Six-oh-five came around to each couple and checked on them, when he was satisfied he led them outside to the the lockers.
“Here you find new underwear put it on”
“Do we really have to do this, six-oh-five?”
“Yes and no more questions, if the instructors hear you you’d get punished, love your uniform”
They helped each other to put the plugs properly into place and then locking the dicks into their confines.
“Before you step into your R-Class-Uniform, lube yourself in with some oil, it helps with the skin irritation from being shaved as well.”
Zero-three-four helped Zero-three-three (Sam) to powder, lube and step into the suit. Then closed the back zipper.
Sam felt good to be back in rubber, first it felt niece to be a little bit warmer then it was such a niece feeling on the skin, it even got better when the oil interacted with the nano material of the suit. He had a look around at this brothers getting ready and helping them.
GUMS: “Proceed to feeding stations“
They aligned as they had been taught and where marched of to the feeding station. It still felt a little bit odd, but GUMS instructed them when to move and so the short walk to the feeding station, went without any problems. It was even a pleasant experience to be so close to his brothers.
“Whats this?” Zero-three-four asked, looking at the six chrome dildo like things sticking out of the wall, two handles below them.
“Your feeding station”
“Your feeding station – its easy, just put the tubes into your mouth, touch the handles, GUMS will identify you and then pump the predefined amount of guard chow into you. Just gulp it down, doesn’t take long and has everything in it that makes you strong”. What he didn’t tell them was it really made you strong, as it contained vegetables, proteins, some growth compound and a dose of hormones to make them more useful to the training.
Zero-three-two erupted in pain, when one of the instructors zapped him with a pain stick from behind.
“Stop such insubordinate talk, the first months of your lives your mothers feed you the same way. Just remember the guard is the mother.”
He was helped up to the feeding station by zero-thirty and both stepped close to the wall, placed their hands to the handles, as they were told.
“Attention feeding starts“
The five started sucking and the nutritious paste arrived in their mouths. It tasted somehow after potatoes with carrots and chemical ingredient they they couldn’t identify.
“You’re feeding finishes“
They withdrew their mouths took a napkin, cleaned the feeding stack and through the napkin away
“Assemble” one of the instructors yelled and the family unit assembled around him.
“Repeat me: I thank the guard for this generous feeding and the care it provides for me”
The material repeated.
“I have your morning medication for you material.” The instructor started dispensing the pills from a container, each individually labelled with the tag of the guardsman. Each of the family unit, including the big brother, got its individual set of pills, some two, some three, some were white, some yellow.
“Whats in the pills?”
“Stuff that will help you become a better guardsman – open mouths”
They opened their mouth and the instructor put them into it.
“In future you are required to not take more then 20 minutes for the morning routine.”
“But how should that work”
“Well we will drill it into you, remember your wake time is to be used most effectively, havin an indulged breakfast or any other meal is certainly not what is your purpose”
Now they were ready for the day: showered, rubbered, fed.
Waiting what the day would bring to them.