Collection 6 by Rubbermatt
2024 Jan-Mar
Don’t worry, she’s much better this way.
Gemma’s life had turned into a complete train wreck.
Without any warning the company she worked for had gone bust.
Typical vulture capitalism it turned out, buy a perfectly good company, then strip it & sell for parts.
Gemma took whatever jobs she could find, but she was falling further & further behind on rent & bills.
She sold everything she could, but she never made enough to keep her head above water for more than a couple of weeks.
There was just no help available, whatever assistance existed was completely overwhelmed.
The one thing she couldn’t sell was her Smartex pleasure suit, because she was still paying for it. Really behind on that, she reached out to them in desperation, maybe they would take it back & she’d get a partial refund.
When the soothing female voice on the other end of the phone told Gemma she immediately qualified for their Debt Amelioration Program she burst into tears of relief.
Final approval required an in person interview, Gemma dithered over what to wear, then threw caution to the wind & went in full office chic, skirt suit, hose & heels, but with some alterations, white latex blouse, black latex pencil skirt over seamed hose & the highest heeled pumps she still owned.
The interviewer was stunningly beautiful, with long tumbling red hair, & her office chic ensemble was all Smartex over a transparent Smartex second skin.
She was also completely open & honest about everything.
“.. basically the top tier is indentured servitude. We pay off all your debts, in turn you work for us. We house you, feed you, clothe you, seeing as we make Smartex that is what you will be required to wear at all times.
Premium Deluxe …. hmmm, yes it pays the best, but, tell me, have you ever heard of kinetic bondage sculpture?”
Gemma nearly slid off her chair.
The ink wasn’t even dry on the contract before Gemma was being prepped for tonights display …
In the meantime here’s Katya indulging in her favourite activity ….. kissing her wife Melanie.
Interior of Fury class Sith Interceptor.
(Ripped from SWTOR, converted & imported to Daz Studio)
To infinity and beyond!
Owner of said vessel.
“What’s the matter, cat got your tongue?”
“Well, bugger. We’re going to have to punch through that blockade. Pucker up boys.”
“The enemy command cruiser has turned to engage the diversionary strike force, we’ve dropped out of hyperspace directly behind them.”
“Excellent, deploy strike foils and line up on them, gunnery I want a full alpha strike into their port main engine.”
“Yes milady.”
Contractual Clauses
“Sign this and all your financial and legal problems simply disappear, no bankruptcy, no rather harsh, lengthy prison term.
In return …. indentured servitude as my new slave.”
Bliss - how it started.
How it’s going.
She’s going clubbing, short skirt, no knickers.
He’s cleaning the bathroom.
Just as it should be.
She’s getting ready to party.
He is doing his chores while she is out. The place has to be spotless when Mistress returns.
“Put your back into it darling, that toilet isn’t going to clean itself.”
Maybe It’s Faulty
“Not a chance Doc, this thing was fully calibrated before we headed out, I’m telling you the background count in this place is one tick every twenty minutes.”
“Damn.
Any sightings?”“No creepy critters since those shiny dolls were first sighted.
Looks like they’ve driven all the nasties off.”“No sightings of those?”
“Nah, they’re too fast & elusive, you only see them when they want to be seen.
Probably watching me bumbling around right now.”“That doesn’t worry you at all?”
“A few weeks back, when they first showed up, one of the spindlies nearly got me, I was out of breath & it was gaining on me.
Then two dolls appeared out of nowhere & utterly demolished it, in perfect unison, blows & kicks with blinding fast precision.
I swear the thing looked terrified, right before a double knee strike crushed its head.
As they started to drag it away one of them turned & looked straight at me, I gave a courtly bow, as best i could in this damn suit, she gave me a cute little curtsey then skipped away like I had just made her day.
So, no Doc, I ain’t worried about if the dolls are watching me, in fact I feel safer with them around.”
Tights monster on a date.
Black velvet
Butt - Jenn at Work