Collection 2 by RubberMatt
2015 Jan-Jun
Commission for the lovely Petra DeJewels.
The way she struts around you’d think she owned this town.
Uhhh she does own this town, literally, who do you think you work for?
Uhh yeah ummmm …
So much better without any zippers …….
When your nanotech living latex pleasure suit gets a bit too clingy.
… clingy pleasure suits do make up for it by being exceedingly good at their job. Several hours of multiple, multiple orgasms later and she’d given up even caring that she was stuck ……
Lisette was definitely having qualms now that the helmet was finally finished and waiting to be locked onto her …..
… and she’s loving it right back.
… now I’m stuck ….
…. now he can’t keep his hands off me. I can live with that.
This wasn’t the way the rest of her blind dates had gone ….
…. and this is where we keep the sperm frozen until it’s required …
2015 Jul-Dec
The final step taken, the mask firmly clamped around her head, the huge gag filling her mouth, the neck of the mask fusing with the seamless suit ….
She groaned as the now complete suit stirred into life, the intruders expanding to fill her completely … there was absolutely no going back.
I thought we’d try something new tonight ….
What’s with the frown hon?
I’m no stranger to having things up my bum but this butt plug is a tad on the large size.
Well they had to put the rechargeable batteries somewhere sweetie.
I suppose …. still feels like I’m being but fucked by a horse though ……
… sweetheart.
Between the tightness of the suit, these seriously sexy skyscraper high heels, the over-sized dildos, the spikes biting into my favourite places and just how damn hot I look in this ….. I’m having real trouble staying focused. Can we take a break? I need some alone time with the suit.
Lick my heel clean.
Yes Mistress Deanna.
Mmmmm I could get used to this lifestyle ….. wonder if they’ve got a vacancy for a domme on the staff?
yaaaawwwwnnnnn
Get me coffee and scrambled eggs on toast now and I’ll stick sex toys up your bum all weekend.
Yes Mistress.
Ah guard, bring me new toys.
I bore of these.
… Your Majesty, the peasant girl that caught your eye. Scrubbed up and suitably prepared to your specifications ma’am.
Excellent work Captain, oh I shall enjoy breaking in this one.
… is it too late to have second thoughts?
Of course it is babe, you agreed to be the conversation piece for this little party remember? Don’t worry love, once you’re entombed in rubber, sealed in an impervious steel shell and locked into the display stand absolutely no harm can come to you. And the mains powered vibrators will make sure you don’t get bored in there.
gulp
Comprehensively smothered in skin tight latex from head to toe, every orifice plugged and teetering on skyscraper heels Lisa cursed her impetuous nature.
A two week all expenses stay at an exclusive kinky resort while her husband was away on a business trip was right up her alley but why hadn’t she read the small print on the questionnaire? Ticking the ‘Married, no intercourse’, ‘Latex occlusion’ and ‘Submissive’ boxes had seemed like a good idea at the time.Right up until the staff had begun dressing her for her stay … she’d tried to resist once she caught sight of the suit they were about to seal her into but the staff had experience dealing with difficult customers and in short order the pretty brunette had been transformed into a bizarre rubber doll.
The one piece suit covered her from crown to toe and had been carefully glued shut. Thick rubber kept her eyes tightly closed, soft plugs in her ears shut out all sound, breathing tubes inserted deep into her nose were her only connection with the outside world. A thick ridged dildo and matching butt plug prevented her from being unfaithful. An equally large gag stopped any oral intimacy with the side effect of rendering her speechless, her loudest protests filtered out as barely audible moans.
Integral stiletto heels hampered her mobility even further, necessitating the assistance of two members of staff to guide her to her room. Where she was unceremoniously tied to a floor plate and left alone to await her first visitor, deaf dumb and blind, tottering unsteadily on her insanely high heels as she tugged futilely against her bonds.That first session had left her a shuddering wreck, strenuously balltied on the floor, struggling to draw in enough air after multiple orgasms and her glossy black carapace liberally splattered with semen.
The staff had returned, released her, washed the spunk from her shiny second skin and the blonde wig glued to her hood, polished her up to brilliant shine then retied her to the floor plate ready for the next visitor.Still trembling in the afterglow of very intense pleasure Lisa twisted and writhed, tugging against the relentless bonds, crying out into her gag.
She had two more weeks of this!
There was an accident in the lab, a containment breach and I …. I didn’t run fast enough …..
Bduh????
First day at Whateley Academy …. what I’d give to have a power that didn’t turn everything I wear into tight clingy latex …
But Jaso ….Jasmine … you can’t go out like that!
Why not?
Why no … you’re naked that’s why!
No one knows that, they’ll just think I’m wearing a very tight catsuit.
But I know you’re naked!
Well then you’ll get a secret thrill watching me slink around all night in nothing but a pair of stilettoes.
But … at least wear a coat or a jacket. Or something. Please?
Only if you give me what I want.
I .. I … that’s .. that’s just ….
Oh
stop sputtering sweetheart. Look your friend Jason is dead. He died in a nasty lab accident. And now you’re sharing a house with his twin sister, okay? Who, apart from being disowned by the whole family which is why no-one has ever heard of her, is also a rubber-skinned insatiable nymphomaniac. Who incidentally has broken three vibrators already just from fantasizing about you.
Bduhhh….
Stop gaping babe it’s most unbecoming. Look just stop being a prude and give me a good rogering, and I’ll be a good girl. Well for tonight anyway.
Now I may be just a humble gumshoe but I’m pretty fly on my feet for a guy who sits with his feet up on the desk all day, but you know I’m not just tooting my own horn here.
I gave the slip to that slithery succubus that tried to corner in my own office and was just patting myself on the proverbial back when it all went a long way downhill.Two more succubi waiting in the hall between me and sweet fresh air. Had to be the gals from the beauty parlour at the end of the row, Daisy and Rosalind, sweet as you’ll ever meet, only too keen to pass on any juicy titbits of gossip some client had let slip, little titbits that had in the past given me some hefty leverage with city hall and the precinct. But it looked like that source of information had just dried up faster than spit on a hotplate.
No one ever accused me of being the brightest barnacle on the hull, not even back on the force, and all those years of rotgut whiskey hadn’t done me no favours either but even I could tell from the muffled cries filtering out through the thick masks clamped tight to their pretty faces that they hadn’t been taken willingly, still some of those old detecting skills survived all the years of hard bitten cynicism and from the heaving chests and grinding hips I could tell these dames weren’t feeling no pain and I knew that sweet, sweet torment could be one heck of a motivator.
Still they were between me and my date with beautiful freedom which painted me into a dilemma, one of my own making. I’m as hard-boiled as they come, if a man challenges me to a fair fight I’ll shoot him in the belly right there and then, if I got no gun then I’m a low down dirty streetfighter, I know every dirty trick in the book and I ain’t afraid to use them to come out on top. But I ain’t ever hit a dame and I wasn’t going to start today.
That left the fire escape. The broken fire escape. Which meant I’d have to go up, up to the roof and leap across to the top of the book repository, well I was no stranger to desperate nighttime pursuits across the skyline of this rotten city, leaping from rooftop to rooftop, letting the adrenaline and whatever gods watch over down on their luck hard boiled private dicks get me across. A strategy which hadn’t failed me yet, just as well, they’d have caught me otherwise, so fire escape it is, to the roof and exit stage left …..
…..
more muffled cries. Behind me. Lynn and Sarah, the gal on the front desk and the flower seller, of course they were, dumb, Lazlo, dumb, if they’ve reached this floor to get the beauty gals of course they already got everyone else on the floors below, and only blindingly obvious to everyone except you that they’d come up the stairs then onto the fire escape above where it broke ……. the succubus has worked her way free from under my tipped over desk, a cunning ploy that one but one that was only supposed to buy me some precious time not keep her trapped indefinitely ….. and Elise the dentists assistant, oh Elise, all slick and slithery as all the rest now, standing in the doorway opposite mine like a broken promise. Surrounded.
Is this it? Can this truly be the end of Lazlo Woodbine P.I.? The greatest P.I. that ever lived brought low by dames …… story of my life ……
Okay so maybe exploring this mysteriously abandoned mansion wasn’t the best idea in the world after all ….. hey anyone!!! A little help here!!!
Where are they …. oh fuck no, no get out of there, no not my ass … oooowwww, shit someone help I’m going to get split in two … aaahhhhh ahhhhh ahhhhh oh please no ….. ooooooohhhhhhhHHHHH!!!Ohhhh shhhhiiitttt that’s big …… help …. please …… where ….. are ……
Oh.
Oh no.
Those statues.
The ones that weren’t there the first time I went pasAAAaaahhhuuuuhhh!!!!
No, no!!! Please, please don glomp mmmmmmmmpppphhhhhh mmmmmmm mmmmmmhhhhh!!!!! gllcckkk
2016
Get out of those clothes and get in the dungeon right now!
Do these cuffs make my bum look big?
.. and with just a swish of my fingertip, voila, multiple orgasms. Good job she’s so thoroughly gagged, this little blonde hellcat used to scream the roof down.
… my pet. I’ve got some friends coming round tonight and you’re going to need to keep your strength up.
Had a go at recreating the suit in Rats
JoBeth couldn’t hear the click of Amy’s heels on the wood floor, nor the chinking of chains but she could feel as her love maneuvered her into position, raising her arms and spreading her legs, some further fiddling she could just about feel through the tight rubber …
Deprived of sight and hearing she had no warning as she was lifted off the floor, her rubber sheathed limbs being stretched out leaving her suspended in mid air, vulnerable and writhing helplessly.
“You look absolutely delicious my love. I know you can’t hear me but consider this …. click BBBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ …. the warmup ……giggle”
“The creature began to swallow Patience, taking in her feet and calves.
Feeling a warm tingle rise up her body slowly, Patience moaned and began to open her eyes as the tingle reached her waist.
But by then, there was no return.
Patience’s eyes adjusted to see… Something.
It was dark, but she saw and felt her body being held tightly by something slimy, as she was dragged into a small, dark hole.
Being deathly afraid of small spaces, Patience began bucking against whatever was gripping her and mumbling in fear.
Her struggles did nothing to slow the creature as she was eventually pulled all the way into its body.”
““Patience? Is something wrong? I mean… other than the fact that you came out of a giant slimy worm and our apartment’s coated in shi-”
April was cut off as Patience cupped her ebony hands around her face and pressed her lips against hers in the most unexpected kiss. April flinched as it happened. But as Patience held the kiss, she calmed down and let it happen.
When the kiss ended, April took a deep breath.
“Whoah…”
Patience smiled and leaned in for more, but April recoiled.
“Wait, wait, wait! Hold on… Are you… Are you sure this is what you want, Patience?”
Patience kissed her as soon as she finished her question without any hesitation.April wanted to pull out of the kiss. But it felt so good…
Something seemed to happen when they kissed this time however.
They held the kiss for a while, and April started to hear something in her mind. It was like… a voice… Patience’s voice.
It told her that this was what she wanted. What Patience had wanted for so long. But it also told her something more…
The kiss broke, and from it, April had learned much.
Patience knew very well about her affections towards her, and in fact, returned them. But much like her, didn’t know how to express them.
“You knew all along?”
Patience smiled and gave her a small wink.
“It took you becoming some damn slime monster for us to admit our true feelings? What in the name of mister fuck?”
Patience laughed silently.
The two roommates forced their lips tightly against each others as they hungrily made out in the middle of the slimy cave.“
Sarah slid the sheer to waist tights up her legs, encasing herself to the waist in the silky smooth shiny fabric, a pair of long rubber gloves were next, then the high necked long sleeved rubber leotard.
A soft moan of pleasure escaped her lips as she pulled the rear zipper of the bodysuit closed, enclosed from the top of her neck down in her two favourite materials she writhed in sensual delight, sliding her rubber clad hands over her nylon sheathed legs ….…. and squeaked in startled surprise as a dark form stalked through her bedroom door and another shape that appeared to made entirely of glossy tentacles arced in through the open bedroom window.
The two entities reacted to the other’s presence and squared up to the other.
“…uuuhhh …uuummm … you” pointing one rubber gloved finger “…are a Tights Monster and you …” another latex sheathed digit thrust out “ … are a Rubber Monster!”
The two antagonists paused. “There’s no need to fight over me …” gloved hands gestured to her latex clad torso and her nylon sheathed legs then slithered down her nyloned thighs “… take it in turns or both together …. I’m all yours …”
There was a brief pause then a glossy tentacle was extended, grasped by a slick nylon hand, Sarah’s heart was pounding as the two entities shook on it then turned toward her ….
“I … uuummm .. it’s been a while … since I … uhh … please be gentle”
They were, slowly peeling the rubber and nylon from her, hands, ribbons and tentacles holding her securely as she was disrobed, then they began to engulf her …….
Sarah could only moan in delight as layer after layer of ultra-sheer nylon and slick rubber engulfed her in alternating layers, a deep groan as they probed and filled her nether regions, a muffled squeal as her mouth was filled, muted cries as she was taken again and again and again, multiple multiple orgasms as they played her like a musical instrument, symphonies of pleasure and pain that took her right to her limits ….
The only ‘downside’ was that the next morning Sarah realised that fusing together like that had robbed them of the ability to let her go after feeding on her pleasure, she was now stuck inside a Tights Monster/Rubber Monster hybrid … forever.
Feeling that she was walking on clouds after the intense pleasure of the night before, the curvy blonde found that she didn’t really care ……
If you were a talented practitioner of the performing arts it was quite easy to get a work permit for the Latexia habitat.
The only downside was that you were locked into your ‘living’ rubber suit for the duration of your contract.
Planetside officials had become quite perplexed by the number of dancers re-upping their contracts and remaining aboard the orbital habitat, but then they didn’t know about the perks of being inescapably sealed inside one of those delightfully devious personal prisons, above and beyond the rather generous salaries ……
Some concept work for a commission.
Chateau Polecat
Ding dong
“Um hello?”
“Hi RubEx delivery, sign here please.”
“Oh okay …. oof bit heavy. Thanks.”
“You’re welcome, have a nice day.”
“Alright what have we got here? Hmmm a card attached … rip ‘Enjoy’ … well succinct and to the point but not exactly informative.”
rrriiiiiippp
“Okay what’s in …”
SPLAT
“ ….crap living latex …. oh you utter bastard Matt … wait are you eating my clothes??!! Hey that’s designer Italian lingerie!!!! You litt …. ooohhh no nononono ooohhh aaahhhh oh that’s big … and swelling … ahahhahhhhhhh that’s not coming out in a hurry. Bugger. Woah that was not an invitation! Stop that right no … aaaahhhhh oh my poor bum ohhhh ahhhh hhhmmmnnnnhhh.
Oh my, feeling rather full down there.
Damn it can’t get a grip on this stuff …… and now I’ve got it on my hands ….. that wasn’t so smart now was it? Wait … bondage mitts? Woooaaaaooh and ballet boots ….. no heels? This is really not looking good, not good at all. Aaahh! What are you doing to my nipples you little pervert??!! Oooooohhh no please …. aaahhhh! Okay really ….. in … trouble ….. now ….hhhmmm hhhhaaaahh stuffed to the eyeballs and spikes …. oh no not more spikes please not there! Eeeeep! Ohh … shit … must get out ….. of this …….
Need to call for help …. can’t dial because bondage mitts ….Wait! Aha! Phone … voice activated so … just teeter over here …… oh no ….. no no no please no pleaffffff ddnnnnn mmmmmrrrmmmm mmmmmpppphhhh!
Hhhhhhmmmmrrrrmmmmmmmmhhhh mmmmmmrrrrrrrmmmmm rrrmmmrrrrrrhhhhh?mmmmrrrmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhmm?
mmmmmmmmmmm”
BBBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
“MMMMMMM!!!”
It had been quite a struggle to pour herself into the tight suit, Tasha didn’t recall designing it to be quite this tight, but it was worth it. She rubbed a mittened hand over her plugged genitals and moaned as powerful muscles clenched convulsively around the massive dildos, soooo worth it.
After a long week in the lab no one was going to begrudge her having a little fun with one of the doll suits, especially not after all the problems they’d had with the new prototypes.
It was more of a struggle to get the hood over her head but she had practiced this so it went fairly easily, even if she did have to stop for a breather halfway through inserting the huge gag into her mouth.
Finally she was all the way in, now it was just a matter of grasping the coat hanger hooked through the zipper tab between her mittened hands and pulling up ….. the zipper slid up smoothly, sealing her in, a twist of the wrists and the hanger slipped out of the tab.
In spite of the thick plug in her mouth the corners of her mouth turned up in a grin of triumph. She reached up and fumbled for one end of the bow that she’d tied up the suits hair with. Not easy to grasp with slippery mittened hands but perseverance paid off. Tasha tugged sharply and the bow unraveled, letting the thick glossy black hair tumble down over her snow white shoulders.
The deactivated wall screen made for a passable mirror, allowing her to admire her pristine rubber skin. A couple of hours playing with herself in this then she would ….thud
What on earth was …… she froze as she spotted a length of glittering metal lying on the floor just behind her.
The zipper had detached.
But it couldn’t, she wasn’t wearing one of those suits! She had double, no, triple checked the custom program she’d created for a little fun time.
She couldn’t have made a mistake with that, she turned toward the suit racks where the laptop still sat on the bench, interface cables still looped across …. to the suit ….. still hanging on the rack …..She’d put on the wrong suit. In her lust filled haste after stripping naked she must have grabbed one of the others.
Her eyes sought out and found the empty space among the racks.Oh no. One of the malfunctioning prototypes.
She dropped to her knees, scrambling to grab the zipper. If she could get it reattached, then she knew the override codes … but only if she acted fast, once the encasement protocols activated ….
Her eyes widened in horror as the rubber sheathing her hands forced her fingers to curl into fists. Desperately she tried to grip the zipper between her knuckles as the suit tightened inexorably around her.
Muffled whimpers filtered through the thick rubber clamped tight to her beautiful face as all she managed to do was push the zipper around on the floor.
Then the plugs inside her expanded, extending deeper inside her.
There was time for one brief muffled scream, the last sound she would ever make, before the expanding gag slithered down her throat.
Ultra dense living rubber uncompressed, working its way into every orifice, filling her nose and sinuses before extending down the back of her throat to join with the esophageal shaft, branching off down her trachea into her lungs, sliding up through her urethra into her bladder, oral and anal plugs extending from opposite ends of her digestive system until they met in the middle and fused together, into every pore of her skin, filling her auditory canals and even deeper, easing through her cervix and expanding into her uterus, oozing beneath eyelids and around her eyes.Tasha shuddered and writhed, mittened hands sliding uselessly over her slick glossy prison, still trying desperately to find some way out, as hair thin tendrils painlessly slid into her flesh, twining around the cochlear nerves, optical nerves and spinal cord ……….
Rendered deaf, blind and mute a terrified Tasha wanted to weep as the suit continued to tighten, compressing her relentlessly.
Even if she could signal for help, even if someone were to miraculously step through the door this very instant there was nothing that anybody could do, it was already too late, her fate was sealed.
The thick rubber suit began to thin as the living rubber filling every pore in her skin sprouted fine filaments. She felt a prickling all over from head to toe as the filaments slid into her, weaving through her flesh and bone.
Larger hair thin strands penetrated all along her spine making her spasm in pain, wrapping around and splicing into her spinal cord, branching out at each nerve root to weave into her entire nervous system.
The filaments entering through eyes, ears and the base of her skull spun an intricate filigree through her brain as they sought out synapses to establish an interface. The first thing it did once the interface was complete was to trigger a release of endorphins and serotonin to calm the panicked woman. Next it sent a cascade of nerve impulses that relaxed her muscles, Tasha lay down on her side as a wave of peace washed over her, then another cascade that caused intense arousal, the helpless woman rolled onto her back and writhed in uncontrollable passion.
She knew what it was doing to her and tried to fight it, but she was soooo horny ……. must concentrate …… can’t ….. oh god please …… fuck me now …..Phantom hands began stroking and teasing all over her body, phantom mouths joined then kissing, licking, nibbling, two of them settled down on her nipples and suckled, another skittered down her belly, between her legs and suckled onto her tumescent pearl, filaments in her flesh wove around the clitoral gland, forming a dense mesh that gripped it tightly. The vaginal and anal intruders began to throb powerfully, pulsating and flexing, the nerve network amplifying every sensation.
Tasha writhed and squirmed under the sensual assault, the beyond skintight suit squeezing every super sensitive nerve ending, she felt engorged, stretched around the monstrously huge plugs moving inside her, one of which threaded her through completely, the living rubber woven through her flesh enhancing her already ample curves.
Her pleasure rose, the heat in her loins now a raging inferno, it reached a crescendo, she stiffened and arched her back, screaming silently as the first of a series of massive orgasms exploded through her.Elapsed time since detachment of zipper : 27 minutes 14.35 seconds.
It was only 6:28 on Friday evening. No one would be back into the lab until Monday morning.
Tasha spasmed again in the grip of multiple orgasms of unbelievable intensity as the suit continued reshaping her body and mind …….
Meanwhile, in Sweden ….
Inspired by Spy Groove ep 12
Ohhh shit no get off me, let me go! Someone, help me …. aaaaaahhhhh no no no get out of there!!!!!
Mmmmmnnnnnmmmmmhhhh!!!!
I only wanted a cigarette ….. wait what are you doing down there …. oh! Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh yyyyeeeeeeessssssss!!!!!
… and my girls.
Hmmmmm ….. between that delightful little software hack from Winter and your programming knowledge, even the stuff you thought you’d forgotten, I’ve figured out how to make your dreams come true sweetheart
“Mistress?”
All your deepest darkest fantasies made reality all together my love
“Oh Mistress Aurora, yes!”
Then brace yourself gorgeous
“W…we…we’re doing this here? In…in the car park?”
Yes darling we are doing this. Right here and right now. In this very car park
“I ….I…..”
Hush my beloved, I know you better than anyone ever could, I know that you’ve craved this ever since the first time you called me Mistress. It … it has broken my heart that I could not be all that you wanted. All that you needed. But now I can. Now I can fulfill all of your desires, all of your hungers
“Ooohh baaabbby, ooohhhh I didn’t know …”
It’s okay love, forget the past, everything’s going to be perfect from now ….. see, no more numbess, now you can feel me gripping you tightly ….and even tighter …
“oooohh yyeesss”
..and feel me inside you, expanding to fill you completely …
“haaaahhhhh oh love …”
- feel the sharp little spikes biting your tender nipples …*
“eeekk!”
- … and now the rigid shields over them, locking your nipples away in their own private little prisons ….*
“haaahhhh oh baaabbyy ….”
- … the chastity shield between your legs, even as I tighten my grip on your clitoris and press these ridges against your g-spot ….*
“ooohh my goddesssss … please I .. can’t …”
- It’s okay love, I won’t let you fall, no matter how trembly your knees get*
“mmyyy llloooovvveeee ….”
See, still standing and nobody noticed that you just orgasmed your brains out. Now for the heelless ballet boots
“ …. oohhh wowww …”
All of your fantasies darling ..
“oh Mistress …… is this really happening, I’m not … I’m not dreaming …. this isn’t just another fantasy session … or …”
No my love this is for real, no more make believe …. now the cruel corset ….
“ …hhhahhhaahhhh oohhh baaabbbeee ….. tighter .. please …..”
*As you desire love of my life …… there …. *
“ … thank you … Mistress ….”
The penultimate touches ….. disable shutdown and removal protocols …. now we can never be parted no matter how hard someone tries beloved …
“ … forever?”
You are the very reason for my existence, you are my entire world darling. I love you with every fibre of my being and I will always be with you until the day we die
“oh my love … don’t need … to die to .. go to heaven ……..already there …..”
Nearly there baby ….. a fully articulated reactive armoured carapace … hidden beneath the slick seamless surface of your rubber skin. No one will ever be able to hurt you again……
“ …oooooooohhh ..”
..except me … exactly the way you like it
“
gigglesyou know just where I like to be bitten …”Oh indeed. Now the last step …… open wide my love
“ … but … Mistresstthhhmmmmmmmppphhhhmmmmmmmm …. mmmmmmmmmm?
It’s alright sweetheart, whenever you speak you think the words so I can ‘hear’ you anyway
“mmmhhhmmmnnnmmmhhh”
I know, why didn’t I think of this earlier, well until Winter spread the good news about the software hack I didn’t think it was even possible
“mmmmmmnnnnnmmmmfffmmmm”
No we’re not staying here, let’s find somewhere a little more private so I can reward you for being such a good slave
“pphhhffffmmmmmnnnnmmmmphhhhmmmmmmm”
Don’t worry about your wobbly legs babe, I’ll do the walking for us, I’ve got the place picked out already
“mmmnnnmmmmmmmnnmmmmm”
I love you too Melanie
Mistress Aurora decided that she wanted to dance in the park on such a lovely day so now slave goes through the warmup routine …
Considering just how tight her permanent rubber suit was, and the sheer size of the dildos sealed inside her, perhaps really tight jeans hadn’t been the best choice of clothing.
Karen tried to quicken her pace to reach somewhere a little more private, but huge plugs shifted with every step and she made it no more than halfway before having a very public orgasm ….
After the Banes took over the Institute Aurora agreed to a few upgrades to her slave’s prison. The steel helmet was replaced with a composite shell and a second Guardian neural network installed in her brain but with no AI allowing Aurora to double her mental capacity at a stroke.
She allowed slave’s hair to start growing again, the hairs poking out through pinholes in the new helmet. Aurora thought the platinum blonde would be a lovely visual contrast with the ebon black of her skin.
With her augmented mentality she guided large quantities of the same nanotech latex that composed her physical form into slave’s body and began making a few adjustments.
She sculpted slave’s slender corseted form into a vision of latex perfection, her physical form that of an unattainable curvaceous rubber goddess. Taking away the use of her hands and permanently locking them in mitts was a nice finishing touch.
The woman once known as Melanie could only squirm helplessly as the agony and the ecstasy of the transformation coursed through her, enduring as their bodies physically fused.
She could feel Mistress in her head, making adjustments, mitigating the sensations when they would have become overwhelming, the presence of the love of her life like sex-flavoured smoky velvet in her mind.
The first time the intense pain made her orgasm she knew without being told that her pain threshold had been raised to near superhuman levels.Finally it was over, the busy little nanomites had done their work enhancing her body and she was left feeling a little trembly and rather horny.
Mistress walked through town to a shopping mall that had a huge mirrored wall near the entrance. slave loved it when she did this, feeling her body move not of her own volition, literally a prisoner in her own body.
To the point that Aurora was in control 99.99% of the time, being allowed to move herself was a reward for good behaviour. And slave was (deliberately) a bad girl.
Normally slave’s field of view was very restricted, a narrow slot directly ahead of her, everything in monochrome, but now it expanded to full regular human vision in full colour.
The question forming in slave’s mind came to an abrupt stop as she saw her new self in the mirrored wall.
Sleek, slick seamless glossy black from head to toe, standing perfectly poised on heel-less ballet boots, hands sealed in smooth mitts, faceless, a mane of platinum blonde hair crowning the utter blackness and curves to kill for.
She fell head over heels in love with the vision in front of her. No one could possibly have a body like that, especially not her, not the skinny girl with the ugly glasses and braces who’d been a target of ridicule in high school.-It is you my love, the lanky nerd with the limp colourless hair is reborn as an absolute goddess, men want you and women want to be you.-
except no one is supposed to even notice us lowly Banes baby
-Tell that to the security guard drooling on himself. And that redhead in the tightly tailored skirtsuit who is absolutely dripping wet and trying to surreptitiously take a picture with her phone so she can scurry off to the executive restroom and rub one out … -
slave’s giggles became gales of laughter.
-Hmm uniformed cops are starting to take a notice and wander over, time for a stroll my love.-
As you command Mistress, do with me as you wish
-Somewhere nice and secluded then, you’ve earned 24 hours of orgasms for going through that ordeal without a single complaint.-
There was no reply, just the warmth of Melanie’s love surrounding Aurora, flooding through her, unconditional, total and complete.
One body, two souls inextricably entwined, slinking through the streets and parks of the city ….
… a scream rang out in the night.
Where ….
Aurora tracked the sound back, allowing for echoes, pinpointing the origin.
-Down that alley … three male, one female-
Rape! But there’s a fence across the alley, that’s how she couldn’t escape!
-My love do you really think it was just your pain threshold I boosted to ten times human normal ?-
Aurora energised the nanotech suffused through slave’s body.
Oh my…..
-Ready to kick ass?-
- You need to ask love??*
-Look out world, it’s the Baned Avenger!!!!-
We really need to work on that name babe …
Not a particularly busy day, a handful of bruises and contusions, the highlight had been the girl in high heels with the sprained ankle. She’d lingered over that one, dragging out the fun of immobilising the girl’s injured limb and then her opposite arm, taking every opportunity to brush her rubberised body against the increasingly aroused young woman who simply could not take her eyes off the glossy black sheathed doctor.
Sadly that had been the end of the fun, the rest of the day filled with nothing to do and finished off with a pile of paperwork that she’d been putting off but had to do now. Well that was why she saved it up for the boring days. Once completed she trotted over to the admin building as quickly as she could in her heelless ballet boots, clutching the stack of paperwork to her rubber clad breasts. It didn’t take long to get it all submitted and filed, they’d worked out a pretty efficient system over the past year, then she headed back to reception, intent on returning to her quarters and whatever punishment management had dreamed up for her little outburst earlier.
To her surprise Linda was waiting for her in the entrance lobby. She slowed her pace as she approached the curvaceous blonde, a little gobsmacked by her friends appearance. An extremely tight red rubber catsuit clung to every luscious curve, overlaid with a tight jet black waist nipper corset, teamed with matching skyscraper heeled thigh boots and shoulder length gloves. Her waist length blonde hair tumbled back over her glossy shoulders, there was a gleam in her baby blue eyes and her blood red lips curved into what could only be described as a wicked smile.
“About time. Ready for your ‘status update’?”
Karen started to sign but Linda gently took hold of her hands and pushed them down, then reached up and placed a gloved finger against her gagged mouth. “Ssshhh.” Her heart leapt in her chest as the grinning blonde then leaned forward and kissed her rubber sealed lips. “Let’s get you ready shall we?”
A padlock went through her wrist rings, holding her arms behind her.
“It’s obvious that you didn’t read the memo, so that’s ten demerits” click
Another went through the rings just above her elbows, reinforcing her helplessness.
“Nevertheless signing is only permitted during surgery hours or on official business, at all other times you are only permitted to nod or shake your head in response to a direct question that requires an answer, so that’s another ten demerits” click
An eighteen inch length of chain was locked to her ankle rings.
“Making me explain something you should already know” click “that’s another ten demerits” click
The stunning blonde babe stepped back in front of her, snaking her arms around the helpless doctors waist and drawing her close.
“Each demerit is good for one whole day, which you should also already know” smooch “that’s another ten demerits”
A leash was clipped to her front neck ring and Linda gently pulled her forward.
“Forty demerits, and that’s on top of all the deferred demerits from the past year. You may not have noticed but we’ve been handling you with kid gloves while we made sure that you had adapted to your new circumstances. Your little outburst today made it quite clear that you’ve more than just adjusted but are eager to move to the next step.” slow smooch
“From now on all demerits are active, combined with now and earlier today you now have a total of nine hundred and fifty five demerits equalling nine hundred and fifty five days of punishment before your record is clean.”
If Karen still had the use of her vocal chords she would have whimpered, it was obvious the system was rigged so that she would accumulate demerits faster than she could possibly work them off, she was going to spend the rest of her life in bondage and discipline ……. the helpless woman shuddered from head to toe as an orgasm rippled through her.
Linda held her so she didn’t collapse to the floor, stroking her head and kissing her cheek until she was able to stand straight, if a little wobbly kneed.“Now let’s get you to bed, you’re going to need your beauty sleep for what awaits you.”
She nearly came again right there on the spot but managed to keep her libido under control enough to follow Linda out of the admin building, guided by the pull exerted by her leash.
The short chain between her ankles snubbed her steps forcing her concentrate on walking, keeping her steps short enough so that she didn’t trip. She suspected she was going to have to get used to this very quickly.
So absorbed by this was she that she didn’t notice that they had walked to the medical facility. Her obvious perplexity made Linda laugh, a low husky chuckle that made a shiver run up her spine.“I’ve reassigned your quarters, you won’t be needing them anymore. You sleep here now.”
She led Karen inside and through the quiet, empty dimly lit corridors until they reached her office. Puzzled she looked around, there was no sign of a bed or … then she saw it, a gleaming black rectangular shape affixed to the rear wall. With faltering steps she followed the pull of her leash, heart hammering as she got closer to her fate.
Linda tapped a code into the keypad built into one edge of the glistening monolith and the front swung open. She felt a little faint as she figured out the function of the device, a rectangular frame hinged down one vertical edge with a sheet of thick rubber stretched taut between it’s members swinging out into the room, the back made of a solid slab of rubber with a sculpted indentation in the shape of a spread-eagled person, gleaming metal fittings located where they could connect to breathing feeding and waste tubes …… but it was all too high up from the floor?Linda reached down between the spread ’legs’ of the indent and a section of the back base swung down, once it touched the ground it formed …. a set of steps!
Karen’s chest heaved as she was led over to the steps and carefully guided up them backwards. Now she was the right height.
Her friend didn’t waste any time, she removed the padlocks from Karen’s arms then raised them one at a time, small clips in the base clipping to every ring permanently affixed to Karen’s rubber skin, more clips snapped onto the side rings on her neck and waist, then it was her legs turn until the stunning glossy black sheathed doctor was suspended with the tips of her toe boots two feet above the floor.
The red sheathed blonde connected all the concealed ports on Karen’s suit, breathing and feeding at the head with a recharging lead for the electronic vision and hearing modules, then the waste hoses between her legs with recharging leads for the electronics embedded deep within her and strategically placed across her body.
Once Karen was secure and connected Linda stepped back down to the floor and swung the steps back up, they fit neatly out of the way flush into the slab of rubber.
She blew Karen a kiss then the helpless woman’s sight and vision was switched off, plunging her into darkness and silence, she could only wait in trembling anticipation as Linda sealed up her prison.The front swung smoothly shut, unseen by Karen but she could definitely feel it as the thick sheet of rubber began to press against her outstretched helpless form. She struggled wildly as it clamped tighter and tighter but to no avail, this prison had been designed and shaped specifically for her, every movement snubbed by the restraints and the half body mould she was pressed into.
She could barely flex her muscles now, her bondage was so tight, then she felt rather than heard the thud, clunk and whine as the front fully shut, the locking mechanisms engaged and an airtight seal was established.
She didn’t even feel the industrial vacuum pumps starting up, they were situated in the sub-basement and well sound proofed, but she felt their effect as they sucked out all the air between the base and the sheet.
Thick heavy rubber clamped tight to her, removing any last vestige of movement, so tight she couldn’t breathe, then she felt a soft whoosh and her lungs inflated. Deflated. Inflated. Air being pumped in and out of her lungs, machine breathing for her. Karen quailed inside, she no longer had any control over her body, rubber now completely dominated her from feeding to evacuation of bodily wastes and now this last thing had been taken. She wanted to thrash and scream. She could do neither.
She truly was now a rubber bondage doll, owned and controlled by others. Her deepest fantasy made reality. It was terrifying. It was liberating. It was exhilarating …
The orgasm she had been holding back tore through her unexpectedly, screaming silently she convulsed from head to toe as she surrendered herself to her new future.Linda gazed raptly at Karen’s helpless form, trapped like a fly in amber. Only the very very faintest shifting of the light gleaming from the curved surface gave any indication that this wasn’t a piece of art but a real live woman so comprehensively smothered in rubber. And only if you were looking for it.
Satisfied that Karen’s personal prison was working exactly as designed she left, flicking off the lights and locking the doors.A pair of spotlights were the only illumination in the now darkened building, pointed at the glossy black monolith mounted on the wall of one room. A single softly pulsing green LED on the control panel was the only indication that the pleasure cycle was now engaged.
Locked in it’s ebon embrace Karen could do nothing but orgasm again and again and again …….
“It’s for the Resort brochure sweetheart, now stand there, you’ll be allowed off your leash for exactly five minutes. Every second over adds another demerit.”
Every second over earned her a day of bondage and discipline? Karen quickly did the math, just six minutes of misbehaving would net her nearly a whole year. Oh yeah, she was milking this for all it was worth.
“In the control center, there was a loud cheer as the large video screens showed, from an overhead view, a black shiny woman shape getting down the ladder of the small spaceship and set foot on the red soil of the planet, all this happening twelve minutes earlier, the time needed for the radio signal to reach Earth from Mars.
With each step down the ladder, she could feel her dildos move. Her feet, which had kept a straight down position when the rubber had dried, were usually in ballet boots, but for the purpose of the mission, they were in a straight tubular boot similar to an elephant’s feet.
She set foot on the red planet, feeling its low gravity. All great achievement is usually followed by the first spoken words. But Karen was mute. But at that precise moment, not being mute, she would have moan as the secretly implanted vibrators in her dildos fired up.
She looked around her, not through her eyes, they were never able to remove the coating over them, but through optical sensors she wears as goggles, that sends the signal directly through her optic nerve. She could see in a variety of wavelength, making her vision far more effective than anything or anyone else. What a journey. She pulled her breathing backpack back in place, tightened the waist belt and went on walking. After all, this was far from babysitting.”
After Karen’s initial landing she had spent several days surveying the landing site, confirming that it was geologically stable and suitable for their purposes. The glossy rubber figure had also verified that the drop pod had landed in one piece and that its contents, especially the fuel tanks, were intact.
That fuel was vitally important as it allowed the spaceplanes to carry a greater mass down from the orbiting interplanetary ship, they could simply refuel from the drop pod after landing. Without it they would be forced to carry smaller loads so that they had enough fuel to return to orbit.
With her surveying task complete the rubber woman climbed back into the pilots seat and launched the nimble ‘plane back into the Martian sky.
A full medical inspection for Karen, a full systems check & refuel for the spaceplane, 24 hours later both were swooping back down to the surface.
This time, when the streamlined craft rolled to a stop next to the drop pod, a dozen lithe glossy figures emerged, moving with grace and elegance in the martian gravity.
The sleek featureless women swarmed into the pod, eager to get started after the long journey from Earth.
The mothership, the Venture, now in orbit high above, was a huge rectangular cage of struts nearly half a mile long, but half of that space was given over to the engines and the vast fuel pods needed for such a journey.
The cargo filled drop pods and spaceplane docking bays took up half of the remaining space, most of the remaining quarter of the ship given over to day to day operations, communications etc.
Crew accommodation was a tiny fraction of the volume of the massive space-faring vessel.
Not that this was really a problem for the Rubbernauts, as they’d christened themselves, - the surgical modifications, the cybernetic implants, the neural interface and their final encasement in the permanent “rubber” suits had left them perfectly adapted for spaceflight.
The thick, all but indestructible compound that had been sprayed onto their skin to form the suits had been developed to protect robot probes from the harsh conditions on Venus, once permanently bonded to their flesh it rendered them immune to the radiation hazards of space travel, the AIs installed in the neural interfaces used the tight nano-rubber ‘skin’ & cybernetics to keep them at the peak of physical and mental health even during prolonged exposure to microgravity.
Various devices inserted deep inside their bodies handled waste reclamation, their lungs were filled with oxygenated liquid fluorocarbon - once every 24 hours they simply had to connect up to a maintenance station. Scrubbed carbon & filtered toxins were removed, nutrients & oxygen were topped up if necessary. The Rubbernauts were completely self contained, the closed liquid breathing system meant that the crew spaces only needed to be partially pressurised with nitrogen, in those areas that some kind of gaseous atmosphere was required, primarily for cooling purposes, outside of those areas the rest of the ship was un-pressured. Fire hazard had been reduced to nothing and the ’nauts operated equally well in pressure & vacuum.
The optical & audio sensors embedded in the outer surface of their blank featureless ovoid faces connected through the neural interface, granting them vision & hearing in frequencies way beyond the baseline human range. Not only did this reduce the need for energy wasting lighting it meant they could see potential damage to the ships structure simply by looking at it, for example stress damage around a micro-meteorite puncture would be visible as glowing lines radiating out from and around the hole.
It had been fun at first, being the perfect astronauts, but after six months of travelling with nothing to interrupt the tedium of day to day operations they were eager to get to the surface and start building a new world.
In the first day they had assembled the first geodesic dome to serve as planetside accommodation and the first of the ‘bugs’, the four wheel drive ATVs that would let them roam over the entire surface of their new home, and a dozen ‘roombas’.
By the end of the first week they had half a dozen domes assembled and connected, an atmosphere processor operating and providing all the oxygen they needed to keep their liquid breathing systems topped up, the ‘roombas’ had cleared the stones from a mile long stretch to the west of the nascent settlement creating a smooth runway for the spaceplanes, the hydroponics plant was operating providing half of their nutritional needs and a further three ‘bugs’ were zipping around across the Martian landscape ….
… come to examination room two.
Karen closed the copy of The Lancet that she had been perusing and carefully placed it down, ensuring it lined up with the edges of her desk. Untidiness was frowned upon by her owners and resulted in punishment, and she’d been a good girl for quite a while now, she couldn’t remember when she’d last been subjected to a sweet ….delicious … punishment …..
After a moments consideration she left the publication wide open on top of the keyboard. They would hopefully come up with something inventively diabolical for that transgression. Or maybe not for such a small thing.
Karen rose smoothly from her chair then quickly disarranged her desk and everything within reach before heading for the door. For good measure she knocked over the visitors chair on her way out.She knew she made quite a sight as she stalked down the corridor to the examination room, her glossy black figure in stark contrast with the white and pastel tones of the interior.
Slick glossy black latex swathed her from head to toe, beyond skintight and completely seamless. Literally sprayed onto her skin it had bonded with her flesh forming a permanent rubber prison from which there was no escape. Extremely tough, rigid, carbon fiber and kevlar weave formed the severe corset, neck corset, cuffs and heelless ballet boots laminated into her thick rubber skin, combining with the graphene content of the rubber compound to form an impenetrable carapace that not even the sharpest blade could scratch.
The same revolutionary rubber compound that made up her outer ‘skin’ extended deep inside her body as well, carefully sculpted, liberally coated with the liquid form of the compound as a lubricant upon insertion and outer layers inflated with more of the same to ensure an air- and water- tight fit. In addition to the compounds property of bonding to living tissue, mushroom shaped bladders around the ends of her breathing, feeding and waste tubes locked them securely in place inside her, once the rubber that filled them had cured they could never be removed.
The latest technological advancements had been incorporated into her own personal rubber prison, tiny speakers in the the plugs that filled her ears transferred the sounds from the audio pickups embedded just under the outer surface of her thick ‘hood’. Likewise she could ‘see’ via the optical sensors over her eyes, the information transmitted to the contact lenses that had been placed in her eyes just before they were permanently sealed shut under impenetrable rubber. Sound & vision could also be transmitted via wireless, overriding her normal ‘senses’.
Her face had been sprayed repeatedly to build up a thick mask clamped tight to her beautiful face, erasing her identity. She now breathed and was fed through access ports concealed beneath her chin.
The finishing touch was the rings fashioned of titanium alloy, screwed and glued into the collar, cuffs, corset and boots now locked irrevocably to her rubberised body.Diminished, reduced to nothing more than a remote controlled rubber bondage doll to her own exacting specifications, in a state of permanent arousal, she was now ‘free’ to begin her lifetime servitude as the Resorts doctor.
Karen made her way to the examination room, toe boots clicking on the floor and the soft whisper of her breathing through the concealed breathing ports the only sounds she was capable of making.
Text popped up across her vision, “Message received, loud and clear. Status being updated.”Her heart did a backflip in her chest. That sounded a lot more than she’d been expecting (hoping for?), muscles tightened almost painfully around the massive plugs inside her as she wondered on the meaning of that all too brief message. One thing was clear, she’d wanted punishment and it looked like she was going to get it. In spades.
She reached examination room two, almost giddy with anticipation over her upcoming ‘status update’.A young woman in a PVC bikini was lying on the exam bench, her eyes widening and pupils dilating at the sight of the completely rubberised physician. Karen signed to the rubber clad nurse in attendance, the only form of communication she was now capable of.
Nurse Foxy replied “Her name is Nadia. She sprained her ankle while walking in heels on the beach.”
“Do you think she’ll do it?”
“Don’t be ridiculous, he wrote that part of his will before he ever got married and just never got around to changing it before the plane crash, no one would ever do something that crazy.”
“Have you ever met his wife? She’s pretty kinky. There’s a lot riding on this and frankly I’m questioning your judgement.”
“How dare you, you stupid bitch! Before the end of this night I will be the new head of this company and I can sell this technology to whomever I wish, you’ll be lucky to get scraps, that will teach you for daring to questi …”
“Oh … oh my. She actually did it.”
“Whuu what .. no , no she couldn’t have … that’s …. no ….”
“Oh I have got to get a better look at this, that has got to be the horniest thing I have ever seen.”
“Whu … where are you going .. we had a deal …”
“We had a potential arrangement, nothing more ..” ding ding ding ding ding ding “.. and that is … my clients telling me to walk away from you right now … oh … oh you piece of shit.”
“Look this is …”
“Your accomplice at the airfield was hauled in for questioning, he confessed to everything. We do not do business with murdering scum. Goodbye.”
“Just wait right there bitch …”
“We do not do business with murdering scum, end of discussion. Also those rather large gentlemen standing behind you look like they want to have words with you. I don’t think you’re going to enjoy it.”
“Who .. who do you think .. do you know who I am??!!”
‘We are Internal Security, you are a murdering little shit. You are coming with us, we have a few questions.’
“Bye bye.”
‘Uhh miss …’
“yes”
‘One of your clients … their sister was on the plane, they kept pushing for answers, and, well, if they hadn’t we would never have spotted the discrepancies in the flight worthiness reports. So please relay our thanks and our condolences to them.’
“I will.”
‘Now go enjoy the show.’
“I will.”
Ladies and gentlemen and others, please welcome your new CEO!!!
-applause-
“oh my goddess i want to be her…..”
2018 Jan-June
2018 Jul-Dec
2019 Jan-Mar
2019 Apr-Jun
“Well you did say that you would do absolutely anything to keep the passion going in our marriage darling.”
mmmmppphhhhh
2019 Jul-Sep
Lets see how long these batteries last ….
2019 Oct-Dec
This is not what you were expecting
You try to turn away but what you thought, hoped, were statues are now behind you blocking the path. Forms coalesce out of shadows, sleek, slick and glossy …. black, shiny hands reach out to grasp you, gently but firmly
There is no escape
Some more encased redhead dolls
Just an encased redhead doll
Fetish Academy, mandatory dress code total encasement.