MonsterP63 Related Artworks by RubberMatt
… 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.”
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.
“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…..”
“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 ….