Date: Thu, 3 Dec 2015 07:27:28 +0000 (UTC)
From: Hans Berger <theguardsman@yahoo.com>
Subject: 3rd chapter of the guardsman

The Guardsman: Making of -- part 3 -- The first day of training

27/09/2015

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?"

"Yes Six-Zero-Five."

"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"

"What?"

"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.

"Thats disgusting"

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.

"Swallow"

"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.



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