"Rubber Maid"
by
-- The Seduction --
MzDominica was sitting at an outdoor table at one of Her favorite
cafes, sipping a glass of Chablis and engaging in one of Her favorite
pastimes -- people watching. It was the transition from late afternoon
to early evening, and the weather was warm and pleasant, with just a
hint of a breeze. She wasn't sure if She was on the prowl, or simply
enjoying some quiet time, looking for ideas and inspiration.
Men and women walked past the cafe, alone, in pairs and in small
groups. Customers sitting at other tables enjoyed their drinks,
perhaps a snack. Dominica's gaze wandered from individual to
individual, taking in the dynamics between people, the way they looked
at each other, touched each other -- or nearly touched each other --
the way they dressed, what they revealed -- or hid.
A slim young man sitting alone at a nearby table caught Her eye.
Dressed simply, but neatly, with a sport coat, he was sipping a glass
of deep, red wine -- probably a cabernet or a merlot -- also watching
the crowd, and idly playing with a rubber band about the size of a
charm bracelet. Dominica watched him a minute or two, curious. Then
She decided -- She was definitely on the prowl. She stood up, picked
up Her wine glass, and walked over to his table.
"Mind if I join you?" She asked. The young man's focus had been...
somewhere else, and he looked up, startled to find a beautiful woman
with a pair of exquisite green eyes, so arresting he could not look
away.
"Um, sure," he said. "I mean, okay."
She seemed to float down into the chair opposite him, Her eyes never
wavering. "My name is Dominica. What's yours?"
"Dan." He couldn't seem to come up with more to say.
"Well, Dan," Dominica said, "I couldn't help noticing you from over
there." She set Her wineglass down, and began opening Her purse, still
holding his gaze. "I was watching you."
"Watching me," he replied. Not quite a question.
"Yes, how you were drinking your wine." She slowly pulled a pair of
elbow-length latex gloves out of Her purse. Dan's gaze caught a flash
of light off the slick, black rubber. "How you would take a sip out of
the glass." She began pulling one glove over the beautifully manicured
fingers of Her left hand. "Then swirl the wine around in the glass..."
Dan's focus began wandering back and forth between Dominica's green
eyes and the shiny black gloves. "Then take a long slow sniff of the
aroma from the wine glass..." Hand raised, She slowly pulled the glove
down, down, down Her forearm. "All the while playing with the rubber
band..." She began pulling the other black glove onto the fingers of
Her right hand. "Twirling it in your fingers... digging your nails
into it..." Dan's eyes went back and forth, uncertain where to focus.
"Feeling the sponginess of the rubber..." Again, hand raised, She
slowly pulled the glove down, down, down. "Then raising it to your
nose, and inhaling the fragrance..." The second glove all the way to
Her elbow, Dominica held both gloved hands in front of Her, just below
Her face. "You like rubber, don't you Dan?"
Dan's voice seemed to come from somewhere far away. "Yes," he replied,
tonelessly.
"Dan, when you address me, it should be as Mistress. Say 'Yes,
Mistress.'" Dominica swayed Her hands, just a little, back and forth,
catching the light from the cafe lamps and the street lights.
"Yes, Mistress," Dan replied, eyes not quite focused, still wandering
back and forth from Dominica's gloves to Her eyes, and back again.
"I have something I'd like to show you, Dan. Would you like to see?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"I will show you. But you must follow me. Follow me, Dan."
"Yes, Mistress."
Dominica rose from Her chair, and began to walk slowly from the cafe,
not looking behind to see if Dan was following. She was sure he was.
Arriving at Her car, She unlocked it and opened the passenger side
door, and turned to Dan, who was just behind Her as She expected. "Get
in," She said. Dan sat down in the seat.
-- The Surprise --
The drive to Dominica's mansion was a blur of impressions to Dan. He
couldn't quite recall Her closing the door, getting into the driver's
seat, starting the car. They seemed to be floating through the
traffic. He couldn't take his eyes off Her. He couldn't think of
anything to say, anything to do.
He didn't even remember walking into the mansion.
Yet here he was.
Gazing into the shiny crystal pendant Dominica held in Her
latex-covered fingers.
She had been saying something to him. But he couldn't quite recall
what it was. He found his mouth automatically saying, "I must obey
Dominica," but the words seemed to come without any conscious thought.
"Dan, remove your clothes," Dominica said. Her voice was gentle, but
commanding -- She clearly expected to be obeyed. "Start with your
shoes and socks."
Dan hesitated a moment, then realized he was already sitting in a
chair. He hesitated a bit more.
"Dan, you must obey."
"I must obey Dominica." Again, the words, automatically, from his
lips. His mind seemed to cloud over a bit more. Dan began untying his
shoes. He untied both, then removed the shoes, one at a time. Then
the socks.
Dominica noticed a glint of shiny material on Dan's feet. She thought,
"Hmmm, more surprises. Dan, you've been holding out on me." Aloud,
She said, "Now the coat and shirt."
Feeling like he was under water, Dan stood up and languidly removed the
sport coat, laid it on the back of the chair, then undid the buttons of
his shirt. He pulled it off, and laid it on top of the sport coat.
"Very good, Dan. Now the pants. You must obey."
Again, Dan automatically replied, "I must obey Dominica." Feeling even
deeper under water, Dan undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled
them down. He stepped out of them, and laid them neatly on top of the
shirt. He stood next to the chair, eyes focused on nowhere, awaiting
further instructions.
"Panties, Dan? And panty hose?" Dominica said. "There's more to you
than meets they eye, isn't there my little rubber slave?"
Dan seemed to lose his balance, just a little bit.
"Are you wearing them just because they feel good, rubber slave? Or
because they make you feel sexy and feminine?" Dominica walked close
to Dan, and stroked a latex-covered finger over his left cheek.
"Confess. What should I call you, rubber slave? Dan? Or do you have
another name? Tell Dominica. You must obey."
"I must obey Dominica," came immediately from Dan's lips, even before
he could answer Her question. He looked down at the floor, a little
afraid of what the reaction to his response would be. "Daniela,
Mistress."
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"Daniela," MzDominica replied. "A little exotic." She admired Her new
slave's slight build. "It suits you." She ran a finger down Dan's
chest. He shivered. His cock, which had become flaccid during his
fearful confession, began to enlarge again. "And I think we're both
going to have some fun. For now, remove the panties and panty hose."
Dan removed the panties, set them on the chair, then carefully rolled
the panty hose off his legs, and set them next to the panties.
"Follow," Dominica said. She turned, and began walking into the next
room.
-- Rubber Training --
On top of the shiny metal table was a loose suit, all of thick, black
latex. There were long seams on the arms, legs, and torso, open --
like a scuba diving suit waiting for someone to put it on.
Dominica strode to the table, and pointed to the suit. "Put it on,"
She commanded.
Dan walked to the table, no hesitation this time, and picked up the
black rubber suit. It felt lighter than a wet suit. He had been in
many a sporting goods store, surreptitiously fondling the rubber suits,
when the clerks' attention was elsewhere. This felt different, more
pliable, somehow.
The seams made it easy to pull on the suit quickly. It seemed to go on
in a few moments, with no trouble at all. Dan pushed a finger along
the seams. They sealed, like the seams on a food storage bag, but with
less effort. Still, the suit felt kind of loose, almost baggy. His
hands and feet were covered, and a hood covered his head, leaving only
his face exposed. He could still hear, but all sounds were muffled.
Dan couldn't keep his eyes off MzDominica as She walked to a computer
keyboard, sat down at a chair, and typed a few letters. Suddenly, Dan
felt the black rubber suit tighten all around him. The seams appeared
to melt into the rubber, as if the openings had never existed. All
sounds disappeared, as the hood tightened around his head. He felt
completely covered, except for one "strategic" area. He could tell
from the sensation of a slight draft that his cock, balls, and ass were
exposed.
"Can you hear Me, Dan?" Dominica's voice seemed to come from nowhere,
and everywhere, all at once. "There are tiny speakers in the hood.
You should be able to hear Me -- and only Me."
"Yes, Mistress," Dan replied. He could barely hear the sound of his
own voice. There was also a... humming? A buzzing? He wasn't sure he
actually heard it, or it was just his imagination. But in a few
seconds his head began feeling strangely fuzzy. There was a pressure,
like his skull had been stuffed with cotton.
"Good, rubber slave," Dominica said. Dan could see that She wore a
little head set with a microphone.
She pressed a few more keys, and Dan began to feel caresses all over
his body. Random. Exciting. Arousing. Up his thighs. Across his
shoulders. Under his arms. Across his belly. His cock, already
stiff, was beginning to throb painfully.
Dominica stood up, and walked toward Dan. "Now, rubber slave," She
began. Dan's cock did a little jump of added excitement. "I'm going
to show you the thing I promised."
Dan's eyes went a little wider. He almost spoke, but couldn't think of
what to say.
"Oh, did you think this was it? No, my little rubber pervert, this is
only the preparation." She ran a latex-covered finger along the
underside of his cock, from base to tip. Just once. The only touch
his sex had felt all evening. Dominica leaned forward, gazing into
Dan's face. He felt like he was falling into Her mesmerizing green
eyes. "Follow," She said. Then She stood, turned, and walked to a
green door in the corner of the room. Dan followed, moving slowly in
the tight rubber suit, and stood behind Dominica, waiting for Her next
command.
"Down on your knees," She commanded. Dan dropped to the floor, on
hands and knees, not sure where to look. The green door was in front
of him, past his Mistress' booted feet. From his lowly position, he
couldn't even see the door knob.
In his hood, Dan could not even hear the click, as Dominica turned the
knob and opened the door. But he could smell the aroma that issued
from the room. Rubber. Dense, smoky, acrid, and just the tiniest bit
sweet -- all at once. Like the inside of a tire store. The caresses
all over Dan's body were making him shake with lust -- but that rush of
fragrance caused his arms to go limp, and his chin nearly hit the
floor.
"Crawl inside," Dominica ordered him. All thinking completely
paralyzed, all resistance and all hesitation forgotten, Dan did as he
was told. He crawled past Dominica's legs and entered the room.
There was no lamp inside, but light spilling in through the door
illuminated it well enough that Dan could tell it was a large, walk-in
closet. Filled with rubber. Rubber hoses. Rubber aprons. Rubber
boots. Rubber gloves. Rubber bands. And, yes, rubber tires. Car
tires, bike tires... all sizes. All fresh, all firm but squishy, all
highly scented with the dark, heady aroma that turned Dan's brain soft
and his cock hard.
"Put your arms behind you," Dominica said. "Cross them, just like
crossing your arms in front, but do it behind your back." Dan had to
lean backward a little, since his hands were no longer supporting him,
so he was almost sitting on his heels. He put his hands behind his
back, a little confused how to do this, and got his forearms parallel
to each other, so his hands were kind of grabbing his elbows.
MzDominica spoke something into the headset that Dan couldn't quite
catch -- numbers, or a code phrase, maybe? Suddenly, his arms felt
different. They couldn't move, as if the suit had changed again and
glued his arms together.
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"Now turn around." Still on his knees, Dan shuffled his legs around,
turning toward his Mistress. She reached down and placed a pair of
goggles over his eyes. Lights began to flash -- red, yellow, blue --
sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly, in no pattern he could identify.
"You must obey," Dominica said. And Dan saw the words scroll past him,
flashing, in front of his eyes. Automatically, he replied, "I must
obey Dominica."
Dominica stepped backward, out of the closet, and shut the door.
Dan was in darkness. Only the flashing lights, that strange humming,
the caresses of the suit, and the smell of rubber everywhere.
Then, a one-word command from Mistress -- both sound and scrolling
across Dan's vision.
"Lick."
-- Transformation --
Although Dan was unable to see anything in the dark closet but the
flashing lights and Mistress' words, he had no trouble finding rubber
to lick. Rubber was everywhere. Under him. Around him. Large
pieces, small ones. Slick, slippery gloves and hoses. Rough, spongy
tires.
"Every lick of your tongue on rubber is a lick on my beautiful pussy."
Dominica's voice. Dominica's words. "Lick, my little rubber slave.
Lick. Make your tongue serve Dominica."
Dan began to drool uncontrollably, and his tongue, in the dark, spread
saliva all over every piece of rubber he could find.
"Licking rubber makes you want to cum. Licking my pussy makes you want
to cum. You know you want to cum, don't you?" Oh, yes, Dan wanted to
cum. "But you know you cannot cum without permission." Dan ached.
"And you do not have permission yet, my rubber slave. Now lick!"
Under Dominica's continued programming, Dan's mind began to merge
rubber and Mistress' pussy, so the two ideas became linked in his mind.
Rubber. Dominica's pussy. Please Dominica. Lick. Please rubber.
Lick. Lick. Lick. All thought disappeared. All other ideas
vanished. Lick. Pussy. Rubber. Lick.
"Daniela!" Dominica's voice echoed in Dan's head. "Lick, Daniela!
You must obey!"
Thickly, with his swollen tongue, Dan automatically replied, "I must
obey Dominica."
"I am changing your body, Daniela! You are becoming the female you
wanted to be. Lick, Daniela! Lick my pussy. Lick my rubber."
There was a change in the pattern of caresses in the black leather
suit, though Dan was barely aware of it. More of the strokes were
concentrated on his breasts and nipples, which began to feel larger and
fuller, and to press harder against the inside of the suit.
"Your breasts are growing, Daniela. Your nipples are becoming large,
larger, perkier. Can you feel it, Daniela? Lick. Rubber. Pussy.
Lick, Daniela!"
All conscious thought gone, the rubber slave continued to lick rubber
in the dark, thinking of MzDominica's beautiful pussy. To the slave,
the fingers of rubber gloves were like Her labia, tongue probing
between them in hopes of giving pleasure. Little rubber nodules on the
tires must be Her clit, and the slave's tongue circled round and round.
"Daniela. Danielaaaa!! Your breasts are larger... larger... even
larger. Can you feel them, Daniela? Feel them jiggling every time you
move. So huge, nipples so sensitive!"
The rubber slave continued to lick, hoping to please Mistress.
"Daniela... Can you feel your pussy, Daniela? I am changing your
breasts, and I am changing your sex. Your cock is shrinking...
changing shape... becoming a pussy. A beautiful pussy, just like you
always wanted. Can you feel it? Your little clitty, so hard. Your
labia swollen, your vagina wet and dripping with lust."
Something was changing. The stiff, almost painful erection was still
there, but different somehow. If felt... drippy, like a huge pool of
fluid was there between the slave's legs, sloshing with every movement,
ready to spill all over the floor.
"Lick the rubber, Daniela. Every lick changes you just a little more.
Your pussy drippier, your breasts so sensitive." The black rubber suit
began to squeeze the slave's nipples in little pinches, little sharp
sensations like bites. Lights flashing, brain synchronization sounds
humming, Dominica's words in front of the slave's eyes. Daniela's
eyes.
Rubber, rubber, rubber, everywhere. Lick, lick, lick. Daniela's hips
began a continuous bucking, humping the empty air, aching for release,
desperate for even the tiniest touch.
"Daniela, you are a female. And females have a different kind of
orgasm, don't they? From deep, deep inside, spreading like a wave,
from the womb all throughout the body. Lick, Daniela. Lick. Make me
cum. Let me show you."
Daniela fell face first into the pile of rubber, licking everything in
reach, inhaling the thick, sweet aroma. Rubber. Pussy. Dominica.
"You know you want to cum. You want ME to cum. Make me cum, Daniela.
Lick. Make me cum!"
Daniela began to lick a rubber tire bump/clit earnestly, insistently,
teasing with little taps of the tip of her tongue. Rolling around in
circles. Rapidly flicking back and forth, then up and down.
"I can feel it, Daniela! Yes, yes, yes! Aaaaahhh!" Dominica moaned
into Daniela's ears, the lights flashing wildly, rapidly, as the rubber
slave continued to lick.
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"Stop, Daniela. You have pleased Mistress."
The rubber slave stopped licking. His tongue... her tongue... felt
numb, rough.
"Daniela, you want to cum, don't you?"
Ohhhh, yesssss.
"You want to cum. Mistress is going to let you cum -- as Daniela. As
a female. When I give the command, you will have a deep, shattering
female orgasm that will make you scream with pleasure. You want to
cum. You need to cum."
The rubber slave... Daniela... wanted to cum so very much.
"You have permission, Daniela. Cum, cum now. Cum, Daniela, cum! Cum,
rubber slave, cum!"
In the dark closet, the rubber slave curled into a tight little ball,
sex clenching, almost cramping, as the waves of pleasure spread from
her center to the tips of her toes and the ends of her fingers. From
her throat issued a low moan that kept going, kept building, getting
louder as her lips opened wide, changing first to a squeak, then to a
full-throated scream. She inhaled deeply and screamed again, tears
running down her cheeks from the sheer pleasure of the orgasm that
shook her body like an earthquake. She screamed a third time, spent,
unable to move. The continued assault of caresses inside the suit
quietly vanished, as Mistress changed the control settings.
"Good girl," Dominica's voice soothed Daniela's ears. "Good girl."
-- Boot Training --
"Danielaaa!"
Daniela... came into awareness, like she had been daydreaming and
someone had called her name. Someone HAD called her name -- Mistress
Dominica. Looking around through the goggles, Daniela discovered she
was kneeling on the floor in front of her Mistress, who was sitting in
a big leather chair -- gloriously naked, except for a pair of calf-high
leather boots.
"Lick my boots, Daniela. First the right one... No, little slut, MY
right." Daniela scooted forward on the floor. She discovered her
hands were still locked behind her -- or locked behind her again. She
couldn't quite remember. It didn't seem important, with her Mistress'
beautiful, shiny boot so close in front of her face. Her tongue began
to trace long, wet caresses from the toe to the ankle, then started up
Mistress' shin.
"The bottom, too, Daniela. Lick the sole. Get it nice and wet with
your tongue."
Wet. Yes, Daniela felt wet. So achy and drippy. Wanting to cum. Her
tongue spread her saliva all over the sole of Dominica's right boot,
then she licked all around the four-inch heel. Then back to the
arch...
"The left boot, now, Daniela. Get it nice and wet."
Dominica's legs were wide apart. Daniela ached to gaze upward at her
Mistress' pussy. But she was supposed to lick Mistress' other boot.
She wanted to lick Mistress' other boot. She craved to lick Mistress'
other boot. Daniela shuffled on her knees to her right, so she could
reach. Her tongue trailed from the tip of Dominica's left boot upward.
"Good girl." Dominica's words made Daniela shiver with pleasure.
After the top of Mistress' boot, she continued with the sole, the heel,
the arch. "You can feel your pussy wanting to be touched, can't you?
Can't you, my little rubber slave?"
The black rubber suit had resumed stroking Daniela's breasts, her
thighs, that little spot at the back of her neck, where she seemed to
lose consciousness... Her hips began pumping again, even with her
kneeling, hunched over on the floor, eyes unfocused, tongue licking,
licking...
"Stop now, rubber slave," Dominica commanded. "Stop. Remain on your
knees and look up. Look up at me, slave."
Daniela raised her head as high as she dared without seeming to fully
sit up. Hands behind her, crouched low, she gazed at her Mistress, too
fuzzy minded to wonder what would happen next.
What did happen made her feel even fuzzier.
MzDominica reached next to Her, where a can sat on a table beside Her
chair. She picked it up and opened the top. She held it up and stared
deeply into Her slave's eyes, and said, "Watch." Dominica tilted the
can, and began to pour black liquid latex all over Her body. Over Her
breasts, Her arms, Her belly. Daniela watched, beginning to pant, as
little droplets trailed down to Mistress' smooth, beautiful pussy. The
scent of the rubber emptied her mind. Dominica poured some more on Her
hands, set the can down, and began to spread the black rubber with Her
fingers, smoothing it evenly all over Her body. Soon, She was covered
in a black rubber suit of Her own -- shiny, smooth, and tight.
Daniela's conditioning pushed out all other thoughts. Rubber. Pussy.
Dominica.
"Look at my boots, rubber slave." Daniela struggled to keep looking at
her Mistress' gloriously rubber-covered body, but she could not resist
the command. "All slick and shiny, covered with your saliva." She
slowly waved Her right boot back and forth, back and forth, the
highlights glinting off the toes. "You want this against your pussy,
don't you, Daniela? You want to feel the toe of my boot sliding up
between your wet pussy lips." Daniela's breath was becoming ragged.
Each time she exhaled, she made a little sound, somewhere between a
squeak and a whimper. "Come closer, baby. Bring your face up to your
Mistress' pussy, and lick Me."
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Daniela couldn't stop whimpering as she shuffled forward between
Dominica's booted legs, toward Her beautiful pussy all coated in
smooth, black, shiny rubber. Her tongue jutted out, and she had to
push hard to split the fresh layer of latex, to gain access to the
glorious treasure inside. The scents of Dominica's cunt and of fresh
rubber overwhelmed Daniela's senses as she ran her tongue up and down
between the rubber-coated labia, up to Mistress' clit, around, around,
around, then down again, slurping to drink down Her juices.
"That a good girl," Dominica whispered. "Around, and around, and
around. Drink it, slut. Suck it. Drink it all. Rubber. Pussy.
Dominica. Make your Mistress cum. Make Me cum."
Daniela continued running her tongue all over Dominica's pussy, at the
same time nuzzling Her with her nose, stroking Her thighs with her
cheeks. Her face was slick with juices. Her eyes were so defocused,
she didn't even notice the continual flashing lights and the display
that kept scrolling "Obey... Dominica... Lick... Pussy... Rubber..."
over and over across her vision.
As Dominica got closer and closer to cumming, She grabbed Her slave's
rubber covered head and pushed it, hard, against Her pussy. Daniela's
licking concentrated more and more on her Mistress' clit, around,
across, up and down, around, flicking, pushing, licking, flicking...
"Aaaaaahhhhh!" Dominica cried, and bucked Her hips as the first orgasm
crested. She grabbed Daniela's head harder. "Keep licking," She
shouted. Daniela kept licking, continually changing the direction, the
tempo, the pressure -- but with each of her Mistress' multiple orgasms,
lightening the touch just a little, then just a little more. After
several minutes, Daniela just kneeled there, unmoving except for her
pumping hips, her face deep in her Mistress' pussy, as Dominica
drifted, basking in the afterglow.
-- All Kinds of Rubber Appliances -
"Hmmmm, you have pleased Mistress, my little rubber slut," Dominica
said. "Sit up, babi girl. I have a special treat for you."
Deep in an erotic trance, Daniela could no longer originate any
thoughts. What did pass through her fuzzy, cottony head were simple
words, basic ideas. Rubber. Pussy. Dominica. Cum. Want to cum.
Ache. Please Mistress. Obey. Or was that the words that scrolled
across the screen? Daniela couldn't tell any more. Maybe it didn't
make any difference.
Dominica stood up, stretched a little, then spoke quietly into Her
headset. Suddenly, Daniela's arms were free. There was hardly any
feeling in them, having been held in the same position for so long.
But the reason Daniela still held them in the same position, crossed
behind her back, was that she couldn't think what to do next.
"Put your arms down, Daniela. Stand up," MzDominica ordered. The
rubber slave wiggled her shoulders a little, to get her arms to move.
They helped a little, though too weak to do much, in helping her to
stand. "Good girl," Mistress said. She pulled Daniela's hands out in
front of her body, arms close together, and put a set of leather cuffs
on her wrists. They were linked together by a short, thick chain.
"Raise your hands above your head, babi girl." The slave did so, and
MzDominica slipped the chain over a hook that Daniela hadn't noticed.
It hung from a long chain that disappeared upwards into a hole in the
ceiling.
Dominica stared into Her slave's eyes, still visible behind the
goggles. Daniela gazed into her Mistress' beautiful green eyes and
felt lost, tiny, captured.
"You want to cum, don't you?" Dominica taunted. "You need to cum.
Your cunt is so wet, so drippy. Trails of pussy juice are just running
down your legs." Daniela began to shake. Her knees wouldn't support
her. She hung from the chain, unable to stand.
"Good, little rubber girl, go limp. Let yourself sink down to the
floor. Dominica has another surprise for you." The chain from the
ceiling began to move, and Daniela felt herself being lowered to the
floor. "Pull your knees up a bit, my pet," Dominica said. Daniela
obeyed, and soon found herself almost in a sitting position -- without
a chair.
Dominica walked over to the table, picked something up, and returned,
again staring directly into Daniela's eyes. "All the rubber we've been
playing with today, there's still one rubber toy we haven't tried yet.
Actually... two!" MzDominica held up two long, black rubber dildos,
one noticeably thicker than the other. She waved them slowly in front
of Daniela's face, the shiny rubber catching the light, the reflections
flashing into the slave's increasingly sleepy eyes. "If you want to
cum, you need these. You need to feel them in you. Look closely,
rubber slave. One for your pussy, and one for your ass."
Daniela couldn't stop shaking. The rubber dongs looked so pretty. She
needed to cum, so bad. Obey. Rubber. Pussy. Dominica. Cum. You
want to cum. She watched as Dominica set one dildo down on the table,
then picked up a tube of medical jelly, squeezed out a big glob onto
the tip of the other one, and began spreading it up and down the shaft.
Mistress smiled as She saw Her slave stare vacantly at the glistening
dildo, jaw slack, torso wiggling, hips pumping.
Dominica set the first dildo down on the floor, then picked up the
other dildo and repeated the process, taking Her time, enjoying Her
slave's reaction. Both dildos had suction cups, and the floor was
smooth, so when She pushed them into place, they stayed exactly where
She left them. And Dominica knew exactly where they needed to be.
"Let yourself drop, rubber slave, Daniela, little bimbo. Get those
nice, big rubber dildos into your ass and pussy, and I'll give you
permission to cum!"
Daniela could see that Dominica was holding some kind of little box --
a remote control? Yes. She pushed a button, and the ceiling chain
started to move again, slowly lowering the rubber slave toward the
floor. Aching to cum, Daniela let herself drop, anticipating the
moment when the big rubber dildos would enter her. Her knees bent
further, further, so they were almost up to her chin. It was taking so
long! Soon, soon, soon, if she could only get them into her!
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Then Daniela felt the chain stop!
Fuzzy as her mind was, Daniela's eyes popped open. She couldn't look
down far enough to see the dildos. Looking up only showed her what the
chain looked like, her manacled hands dangling from the hook. She
looked around, and found Dominica again seated in Her chair, watching
the desperate rubber slut, a half smile on Her face.
"You're almost there, little slut. Can't you feel them?" Daniela
couldn't. Dominica KNEW she couldn't. "Just a little further. Maybe
if you sag down, you can reach the dildos. Try it, slut!"
Daniela tried to go even more limp, hanging from the manacles. Could
she feel one of the dildos? Maybe the one for her ass? Just the tip?
She couldn't be sure.
"Aww, the little rubber slut can't reach? Keep trying! You want to
cum, don't you?"
Again, Daniela sagged, pulled, lifted her feet off the floor, wiggled
-- trying, trying, trying to get the dildos into her ass and cunt.
Nothing she did got her low enough. Then she felt the chain moving
again. Something probed against her ass, just the tiniest bit. She
wiggled her ass, and whimpered in frustration. Then she felt the chain
move again -- upward!
"Noooooo!" Daniela cried. The first word she'd been able to say for
what must have been hours.
"You want it, don't you slut? Don't you?" Dominica's voice was more a
command than a question.
"Yes, Mistress!" And Daniela's voice was more a plea than a statement.
"Then you must beg for it, slave!" commanded Mistress.
"Please, Mistress!" Daniela whined.
"Please what? What is it you want, slave? Beg for it. Tell me!"
"Please, let me down on the dildos, put them in me, let me cum.
Please, Mistress Dominica, please!?!" Tears ran down Daniela's cheeks,
leaking under the goggles, which still continued to scroll commands she
no longer consciously noticed. Cum. Obey. Beg. Cum. Obey. Beg.
Dominica pressed the control. And the chain began to move again --
upward!
"Noooo! Please, Mistress, fuck me, fuck me, let me cum, please!!"
Another click, and the chain moved suddenly downward. Quickly.
Daniela hardly realized it had happened when she found her ass impaled
by the rear dildo, and the other dildo firmly pressed against her sex.
"You have permission, slut. Cum! Cum now! Cum, rubber slave, cum!"
Daniela bucked and shook, the dildos rubbing in her, against her, hands
still held high on the hook, keeping her from tipping over. The orgasm
was strange -- a mixture of the intense female orgasm she had been
trained to feel, combined with the sheer physical release of her body.
Instead of screaming this time, she just grunted, loudly, over and
over, as wave after wave of pleasure and release cascaded through her
body and mind.
As the slave's spasms subsided, Dominica slowly shut off the suit and
the goggles. She spoke one word into the headset, "Sleep."
-- Nightcap --
Dan felt like he had been daydreaming again. He'd been thinking of...
something. Then someone had called his name. Dominica. The beautiful
woman sitting across from him at the cafe table. Her name was
Dominica. Mistress Dominica. Now, how did he know that, about the
"Mistress"? When had it gotten so dark? It was almost closing time
for the cafe! Both of them had coffee cups in front of them, nearly
empty. A carafe at his elbow held a little more, but it also was
nearly empty. They must have been drinking a lot of coffee.
But he'd been inattentive, rude. He tried to look like he'd been
listening. (Though he'd heard women are never fooled by that trick, it
was at least worth a try.) What had She been talking about?
"You're looking very relaxed," She said, circling one finger around the
top of Her coffee cup, "like you've had a wonderful evening."
"Well, talking with you has made it wonderful," he replied, hoping it
made sense in whatever the context had been.
"Hmmm." Dominica looked at him, Her penetrating green eyes still
visible in the half-light of the cafe. Her lips curled in a strange
smile. "Maybe we'll meet again, sometime."
"I would like that, very much," Dan said. He meant it, but he felt so
confused.
"And you can tell me more about your troubles," She said. Troubles?
What had he been talking about? "I'd love to hear more... and help you
solve your problem."
The sudden warm trickle of fluid told Dan he had just wet his pants!
What to do now?
"Goodnight, Dan! See you later!" Dominica gracefully stood up, waved
Her fingers goodbye, and walked unhurriedly away.
What had happened? Dan was only sure of two things. He was glad it
was dark, now, so the wet stain on his pants wouldn't be so visible, as
he went home. And somehow, whatever it took, he was going to find a
way to see Mistress Dominica again!
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