Human Storage

For Amber it had started as an innocent fetish. She was browsing porn sites, when some content caught her eye. She refined her search looking for encasement, or latex, or sensory deprivation. It didn't take long for things to get more extreme when she stumbled upon vacuum beds, and vacuum cubes.

The first time she watched a vacuum bed video she must have masturbated herself to orgasm 10 times over the evening and another 10 times laying in bed later that night. She couldn't get the video out of her head. She imagined herself sandwiched between two sheets of latex tightly hugging every intimate curve, unable to move, unable to see, unable to hear anything, having to breath through a tube. Her mental fantasy always had her being teased to repeated orgasm without her having any ability to stop it or control what was being done to her body.

That next morning, she ordered a latex catsuit so she could pretend she was sucked into a vacuum bed. Without having someone else in her life to help, she didn't think she could make a real vacuum bed work. When her catsuit arrived she immediately called in sick to work, stripped naked, and slipped it on. She spent the next 2 days in sexual orgasmic bliss imagining all the different things she could think of around being sucked into a latex vacuum cocoon. The tight feel of the latex wrapping her everywhere was so erotic, just thinking about it sent her pussy into overdrive.

She continued exploring and learning about vacuum beds, latex, encasement, and sensory deprivation through various porn sites, and even some paid sites. She considered trying to date someone to help with her sexual adventures, but she just didn't want to be with anyone right now. She considered hiring someone to help with a vacuum bed adventure, but couldn't do it, it seemed a little too risky. This did however lead her to the dark web where she stumbled upon an ad for a seemingly legit business with a dark underside. The ad was titled

The Human Storage Company

and read as follows:

Here at Human Storage, we pride ourselves in the safe, happy, and healthy storage of loved ones.

Have a 2-week cruise planned with your mistress? Want to make sure your wife or girlfriend are safe and well taken care of? Come check us out!

Need your husband or boyfriend out of the way for a month so you can get some things done? We can help!

Girlfriend or boyfriend not giving you enough sex? Try one of our one week edging and libido maximizing programs. They will embrace their inner submissive and beg you to fuck their brains out, guaranteed.

The ad had a link which Amber immediately clicked. The first thing on the page was a picture of a women in what looked like a souped-up vacuum bed housed vertically in an industrial wheeled frame. The bed looked like it could be flipped, almost like a mobile chalk board or something. It went into detail about how it all worked, what the facilities were like, costing, safety, the whole thing. It wasn't cheap. Amber would have to save for a few months to afford a week of storage. What was she thinking? It was almost as if she'd made up her mind as soon as she saw the ad and the details. She had to do it. She had to put herself into storage for a week. She needed this. Her desperate pussy needed this. She needed to be cocooned, sensory deprived, and sexually stimulated.

Fuck it. She did some math, figured out the soonest she could afford it, and contacted the company. Three and a half months later, she had a week of holidays booked, and a week in storge scheduled from Saturday to Saturday.

The drive to Human Storage wasn't that long, but Amber's pussy was drenched with anticipation by the time she got there. The building was in a nice quite industrial park in the valley. The front looked like any other warehouse with a big sign labelled HS on the front. Following the instructions they sent her she parked her car in the back so it didn't seem odd that her car was out front for a week. The receptionist passed her off to the day shift manager, who walked her through payment, some of how things would work, and signing forms. Following that they went for a quick tour while her storage unit was being rolled out to the setup bay for her.

Amber was impressed with the clean bright building. There was a large open central room behind the offices where she had signed the paperwork. The main storage area was off the back of this central room and was setup as two long wide hallways with heavy, but skinny, industrial doors lining them one after the other down both sides of the hallways. It almost formed a U-shaped layout. The manager explained that each door was a storage bay that would hold one vacuum packed human in a vertical position in their individual storage units. The units were on wheels and easily moveable with quick disconnects for all the various attachments like food tubes, waste tubes, vacuum suction, electricity, etc. and would hook up to the main building facilities. Each unit could also be rotated to horizontal position for cleaning and setup. Each storage bay was fully sound insulated. He seemed proud as he explained that you could sound off an air horn inside a bay and not hear a thing from the outside. He also went into some detail about how the whole facility was perfectly temperature controlled and that the air in each of the storage unit was filtered and was consistent day to day. These things helped minimizing any sensory changes that would affect the humans in storage.

He also showed Amber the washing station. In the case of long-term storage humans in units would be brought out at intervals. Their sealed units would be slightly depressurized and they would be thoroughly washed without being removed from their unit. This was necessary as although the temperature was constant, there were still sweat concerns, skin shedding, etc. He went on to tell her they had about 100 people stored right now, 2 of which were going through the libido maximizing program. One young woman had been in storage for 6 months already, and wasn't to come out for another 2. Her husband had needed a break from her. He wanted to experiment sexually and get some more experience with other women, so she had agreed to be stored, rather than divorced.

Finally, the manger brought Amber to the setup bay, which was a large bright, lovely room off the side of the central area, with a row of small lockers on one wall. Inside were a couple of technicians that would help her get setup. In the center of the room was her human storage unit laid out in a flat horizontal position. She walked over and touched the thick transparent latex. She marveled as the brilliant design of the unit with heavy straps on the under side that would provide additional support when horizontal, but wouldn't interfere in anyway way with the latex cocooning around the person inside.

The manager wished her a wonderful week in storage and left Amber in the hands of the technicians. They were both women which made the next part easier she was instructed to get fully naked and put all of her belonging into one of the lockers. As she undressed, they ran through the details of the storage unit a bit. They explained how it had integrated sensors all over it for health checks, and for long term storage it could be used to keep muscles from atrophying. They explained that over the week, the food was actually a nutrient goo that you could suck into your mouth through a tube, and that it tasted a little bit sweet and was perfectly balanced for vitamins, minerals, proteins, etc.

Now naked, one of the techs handed Amber a control unit shaped as a simple small cylinder and showed her how to hold it. They explained this was a safety check, but one that couldn't be used easily. It was activated by her squeezing with only her pointer and pinky finger. They asked her to do so to check it was in working order, and confirmed everything was good. Then went on to explain she could squeeze it with her whole hand and nothing would happen, it had to be her index and pinkie. This was to ensure it was an intentional action, and not something involuntary during a moment of passion. Even then, the technicians warned her, the signal may be ignored. A persons first storage experience could be a bit overwhelming and one's mind liked to play tricks on itself in deprivation. If a signal was received technicians would check over her health top to bottom, ensure that everything was connected and working correctly, and so long as she wasn't in extreme medical distress due to anxiety or anything physical, they would ignore the signal and keep her stored. This was a repeat message for Amber, as the shift manager had gone through this during the paper work stage.

Amber was instructed to put some black coverings over her eyes and ears. They almost looked like swim goggles and ear muffs, but would prevent any sights or sound from reaching her through the transparent latex. Blind and deaf the technicians lead her and helped her slide into her latex sheets. She was grateful that she couldn't hear if the technicians commented on her arousal. Her pussy was so hot and wet with desire it had literally dripped onto the floor a few times putting on the eye and ear coverings. Her mind was on sexual overdrive as her body was positioned correctly, legs spread wide, splitting open her dripping pussy and arms slightly out from her sides. She almost started rubbing herself in front of the technicians as the latex rubbed against her skin while they moved her around.

The storage unit's latex didn't feel that different from her catsuit, but it was definitely heavier and stronger. She was so excited by the experience of getting into the storage unit that she didn't feel the holes with heavy ridges positioned above her breasts, pussy, and mouth and below her ass. She was surprised when one technician briefly lifted her ear covering and asked her if her hair and head were comfortable, as they warned her it could cause some problems for the next week if not. She agreed everything was fine.

Finally, they sealed up the edge of the unit that she had slipped into and started to suck out the air. Amber's whole body positively hummed with sexual excitement and energy as her fantasy was coming true. Much to her shame with the two technicians around her, she was so aroused she had a small orgasm and moaned loudly from just the latex enclosing around her. As the latex continued to mould to her body, she reveled in how it felt so much tighter and was much more wonderful that she thought it would be. She was so focused on the feeling that she was a little surprised when something warm was pushed onto her left breast, cupping it and popping over her erect nipple. She finally realized there were openings she could feel around her pussy, breasts, ass, and mouth.

The technician's manipulations of her left breast were quickly followed by her right breast having the same things done. The openings around her breasts were covered by something, and it was being held against them with her nipples feeling like they were popping out of holes in whatever it was. She couldn't help but moan with a bit of discomfort as following her breast being setup something akin to a catheter was gently pushed into her bladder, followed by a blissful feeling as something hard was pushed deep into her aching pussy gently stretch the walls of her vagina around it. She then felt a warm covering being place over her entire genital region pushing right up against her labia lips and engorged clit. She moaned again, as another small orgasm overtook her body.

Before Amber's pussy even had time to get used to the feelings happening in her pelvic area, a phallic shape gag was pushed into her mouth, and seemed to seal around the latex vacuum bed. She panicked for a second as she was breathing through her mouth, since her nose was covered by the latex bed, but then realized she could easily breath through the device. She explored it a bit and found that when her tongue closed the air part, she could suck a little bit of water into her mouth and swallow. This lined up with how the technicians had talked about it. She could drink whenever she wanted, but food would replace water at intervals as needed. Odd that they always said intervals and never times. Amber was beginning to suspect that was intentional, and was perhaps part of the deprivation to make it somewhat random so a person in storage lost track of days and time.

Amber yelped a little through her gag as she felt herself being tilted from a lying down to a standing up position. The vacuum bed held her tight as this happened and she felt nothing for pressure points or pain or anything of the sort. It wasn't that different from being horizontal. The latex was still tightly gripping all of the curves of her body. Then Amber felt the final piece of the puzzle being put into place. Something was pushed into her ass and sealed to the vacuum bed. This handled waste, but it felt sort of like the butt plugs Amber had experimented with before and it wasn't uncomfortable. In fact, in her aroused state, it was rather welcome. As it was pushed in, the realization of having all of her openings filled without her control or without being able to do anything about it was very erotica and she moaned again as a small orgasm rocked her.

Amber felt a sense of motion after a bit, as presumably her storage unit was being moved into her storage bay. She thought she could feel a bit of the vibrations as the wheeled frame was rolled along the warehouse floor. She was stopped briefly then was moved a little bit more. There was a bit of a clunk that she felt more than heard, as she assumed the frame was locked or maybe lower into place in the storage bay.

This was it. She was officially in storage. She had an entire week of whatever this was going to be. Sensory deprivation to be sure. She couldn't really move. She couldn't see, she couldn't hear, there was nothing to smell, she couldn't really taste the water. Maybe the nutrient goo when it came, but that would be fleeting. She could feel however, but the feel was a constant pressure of latex held hard against her body. And of course, there was her pussy and breast that presumable had some sexual stimulation devices attached to them. Her mind reeled with arousal at thought but only had a couple of minutes to process before something snapped her back hard to the here and now.

The phallic like device buried in her pussy sprang to life with some wonderful vibrations. She could feel them deep inside of her sex, and she nearly came on the spot. The only thing that stopped the impending orgasm was a sucking feeling that started on her breasts. The intense sensation seemed to be centered on her nipples and flowed around her entire breast. She hungrily inhaled in a huge gulp of air from her breathing tube. Before she could even exhale new vibrations started in her as the plug in her back side turn out to be more than she thought. Amber was in heaven. The strong vibrations in her pussy almost seemed to be pulsing in time with those in her ass. The sucking on her nipples seemed to strengthening when something else snuck up on her. A powerful vibration started right on her clit. It felt like her entire body was consumed with pleasure. She had no chance, and before she could even fully understand all the sensations she was overcome with the most powerful orgasm of her life. All the feelings, and research, and the buildup, and reality of her vacuum bed fetish came crashing over her body. Her pussy muscles clenched and unclench in quick spasms on the vibrator inside of her. Blood rushed to her brain as the flood of endorphins washed through her system. The mental stimuli of being encased in latex vacuumed to her body, all of her openings filled, unable to stop the onslaught of pleasure, unable to escape, was almost more than she could handle. If she wasn't so completely encased in heavy latex her body would have been spasming and thrashing about. Even with no one to hear it she screamed out her pleasure.

The powerful orgasm went on and on, more than she had ever experienced in her life. The vibrations kept pushing her pleasure forward like riding a wave as she came and came. Her body was shuddering and she was drawing ragged breath as it continued. Just when she thought she was going to pass out the vibrations slowed and stopped and finally her body stop spasming and her pussy unclenched without again gripping the device buried inside it.

Several deep breaths later Amber recovered enough to take further stock of her situation again. Her massive orgasm finally satiated her desire for bit and she could really think about her predicament. She had probably only been stored for an hour at most. Granted it was an extremely intense hour, but she had a long week to go. When the shift manager was going through her setup with her, he had asked about what sort of program she would like. She asked what most women got, and he explained it was generally one of balance, maybe triggering some sort of edging or ramping up to orgasm somewhere between every 1 to 8 hours. The mix also had a few extended downtimes per week. He mentioned that those who were in for the libido maximizing program got something very different, one that was designed to keep the person on edge as much as possible with very little rest and without ever being pushed over the edge to orgasm. It was incredibly effective, and when they emerged, they were typically so desperate to cum they would do anything anyone wanted for weeks after. They would bend over backward to make everyone happy in the hopes they might get some small orgasmic release. And those in long term store, over a month, usually opted for a more relaxed program. One that would vary and trigger as little as once every 5 day to as often as every 6 hours.

Amber was jolted back from her thoughts as she felt vibrations start in her pussy again. Oh fuck, she thought. That was something else that she had glazed over that the shift manager mentioned. To calibrate the AI that ran her program, she was to be brought to three consecutive orgasms in quick succession. This allowed the AI to learn where her limit was, and how much she could be edged without being pushed over.

It only took Amber a few minutes for her body to start getting into an aroused state of mind again. The machine when through a similar sequent of turning on vibrators and sucking on her nipples. The latex encasement hadn't ended, so there was still the deep thrill of her predicament in the back of her mind as she was brought ever closer to the edge. Her orgasm again rocked through her when the vibrations started on her clit. Thankfully this one wasn't quite as earth shattering as the last. She was still rather exhausted from that experience, and two orgasms in however many minutes were still a bit rough.

In the downtime before the third calibration cycle started to bring her to the edge again started, she let her mind drift a bit, just relaxing into her situation. Really feeling the latex that encased her. It was easier than she thought it would be with no sight, sound, smell, or taste to interrupt. When the third vibration cycle started, she was able to relax into it and really enjoy the vibrations deep insider her pussy. The sucking on her nipples started to extract more pleasure than it did the first two times, and when the vibration on her clit started, she was able to ride the pleasure for a while before tumbling over the edge to orgasm.

Afterword she let out a huge sigh and actually drifted off to sleep.

Some unknown time afterword, she was awakened with a terrible thirst. She quickly sucked and drank some water. Feeling better her brain started working for a while. Thinking about her situation, how she was helpless to do anything, and was at the mercy of some unknown and uncontrollable timeline for her pleasure. Naturally her mind shifted to the feeling in her body and the way the hard vibrator in her pussy was just sitting there. Experimentally she tried to squeeze the vibrator with her pussy, but it didn't give her much pleasure. She could feel the wonderful pressure in her ass too, but couldn't think of a way to get anything out of it. She started to drift and daydream about feeling the pleasure she felt before, and feel how the vibrators would make her feel, how her whole situation made her feel. She was certain she was getting quite wet now, but there was nothing to do about it. She began to realize that time stopped meaning anything and she drifted into a weird sexual haze for an unknown period. There was nothing to do, and the only thing she could think about was the pleasure of her body.