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A Room For The Winter By Don Davidson Chapter 1 It was 4:00pm on Friday. She was on her way home from work. His heart was pounding as he removed his clothes. He was in the basement. He wasn't allowed in his room anymore. Hell, he wasn't allowed of the basement very often except for school or "Chores" as she called them. He'd be hers until Sunday afternoon when she gave him time to recover and study. He had to get ready. He hoped she had a good day. She took out her frustrations out on him. He thought back a little as he sat on the plastic covered metal framed bed. It was in one corner of the cold damp basement. He was in his first year of college. He moved into the city and needed a place to stay during school. He had found her name on a college bulletin board that she had a room to rent for a male. When he called he noted she had a sexy deep English accent on the phone. After they talked for a few minutes she gave him the address and told him to come over. He went to her home as directed and met her at the door. She was a nurse, in her mid 40's, very slim, very tall, dyed black hair, dark back eyes and wore heavy makeup. She was still in her nursing uniform. Her home was an older brick house with a second story and a large basement. She had showed him a room on the second floor. She was very curt with him right from the beginning, but from some reason he seemed to like it. She set out a long list of rules. She wanted everything kept clean and tidy. He would have to help with the chores around the house and do what she asked her. It seemed reasonable. But when she told him that she wanted everything kept sterile, he laughed so she slapped him. He was stunned but he signed the lease. He took the room. It didn't scare him them... but now. His heart was pounding. He had to get ready. He was naked and went up to the kitchen and took a roll of cellophane from the cupboard. It was blue cling film. She liked the blue. It was more antiseptic looking. He went downstairs back to his musty damp room. He was staying in the basement these days. She said it saved time. He hated this part. He slowly wrapped each of his legs. He started with his feet, then from the ankles to his thighs and kept on going up around his abdomen, chest and up to his neck. He wrapped his shaft down between his legs to hide it and so that there was no way for him to rub it. She didn't want him to have an "accident" as she called it. He then wrapped each arm from the wrists to his shoulders. He was starting to sweat in the plastic. Took the roll and set it on the bed. He went to the closet and pulled out the metal wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs and leather collar, two metal chains and a red gag that had a small hole, which ran through it. This hole had a small plug in it, which sealed it. He went back to the bed. He put the black leather ankle cuffs on his ankles and connected them with a short chain. He connected the other small chain to it and let it hang free. He took the cellophane and wrapped his feet and his legs together and kept wrapping up to his neck and back down with the loose chain hanging down. He really hated this part, but it was what she wanted. Her directions were to wrap his head, then gag himself, and then more cling film over his head. She wanted him completely wrapped up. He sighed a little as he took the roll and wrapped his head up leaving his nose and mouth free. He shuddered as he took the red ball gag, opened his mouth. It was huge. He had to stretch his jaw to put it in. Once it was behind his teeth it wasn't too bad. He buckled it on. He then wrapped a couple more layers over his head, over the gag leaving his nose free. He put the collar around his neck and connected the buckle securing it. He lay on his stomach on the bed. The plastic squeaked. He squirmed and struggled but he reached back and pulled his legs up. He took the wrist cuffs, pulled the ankle chain through it and then locked it on his wrists behind his back, effectively hog-tying himself in the plastic. Bound and gagged, he was there until someone released him. It was 4:30. He could just make out the clock through the plastic over his eyes. She'd be home in half an hour. He squirmed a little. He was heating up. And helpless. His jaw was starting to ache already... It was going to be a long weekend. He occasionally looked at the clock. 5:00... 5:30... Oh God... She's late... 6:00... finally... he heard footsteps up stairs... she was walking around up there... his heart was pounding... She came down... he squirmed as he heard her walking to him... he looked up at her... she was still in her nursing uniform. She had a drink in one hand and a long brown cigarette in the other. She came and sat on the bed... she patted his head... "Not bad" she said looking down at the squirming wrapped form on the bed. The shiny blue plastic sealing his body. The cling film distorted his face. She looked at the gag behind the plastic and noted the drool that had oozed from behind it and was collecting under his chin. "I'm glad your here. I had a very shitty day" he sighed again... this wasn't going to be good... She sat there for a few minutes working on her smoke, and drink... "Well puppy... lets get started". She sat her drink and smoke down and went to a drawer. She pulled out a long heavy white rubber apron. Like a butcher's and pulled it over her head and let it hang down. She reached behind her and tied the rubber straps behind her back. She stepped out of the white sneakers she was wearing into the black rubber boots. She then took a white surgical mask and pulled it on, tying it at the back and let it hang loosely around her neck. She pulled out a pair of white latex gloves. She didn't want to touch his skin. She pulled one on her right hand and he heard the snap. "I'm really tense sweetie. It's going to take allot to get me relaxed." He squirmed at hearing her say that. She pulled on the other rubber glove. She took another long drag on her smoke, closed her eyes for a second holding her breath, walked over to him, bent down and slowly blew the smoke into his nose. He coughed into the gag. "Oooo. Poor baby." she said smiling. She pulled the surgical mask up. "I need to get you set up properly here. We need a clear striking area, don't we." She unclipped the chain from his ankles to his wrists. She connected his ankle chain to the foot rail of the bed, then took his arms and pulled them up. They were still connected together. She took another chain and connected it to the wrist cuffs, forced his arms up and connected them to his collar. He squirmed in the plastic wrapping as he watched her go and pick up a cat o'9. She walked over to him... He was shaking... She patted his plastic wrapped head. "Relax puppy... its going to be okay. " She stood up and stepped back. He watched her planting her feet. He looked up, and tensed and she bought the crop up... "Here we go sweetie" SMACK... She first struck his ass. Not too hard, but enough to get him to squirm. SMACK... SMACK... Mmmphhhhhhh... He was moaning in his gag. SMACK... SMACK... SMACK...she was picking up speed. MMMMMPHHHHHH... He looked up at her... her eyes were closed a little. He could tell she was getting turned on. "Oh baby... this feels soooo good", she said. SMACK MMMMMMMPHHHHHHH... He squirmed... SMACK SMACK... "Yes... realllly goood" SMACK "I've had such a bad day... I really need this"... SMACK She worked her way up and down his back and legs... he was sobbing into the gag... sweating... the sweat oozing from the plastic wrap onto the bed... welts were reddening up and she continued to whip him... SMACK. ... SMACK... She was moaning a little with each hit... "OOOO baby... mmmmm" she quietly. SMACK "OHHH YES" SMACK... SMACK...SMACK... SMACK She was working up a sweat herself. She was out of breath. "I need a break... Okay?" She stopped, pulled down the mask and picked up her smoke. She watched him squirming on the bed. She took another sip of her drink. After a few minutes she had finished the smoke. She pulled the mask back up and adjusted it. "Let's get back to it... just a few more." she said picking up the whip and walking up it him. He saw her planting her feet and winding up. SMACK... SMACK... SMACK... SMACK... SMACK Each time he jumped, she shuddered a little... she was panting. The plastic was starting to shred a little...she stopped. "Enough of that for now." She smiled. She went and got another drink and a smoke. She lit the smoke and walked over to the head of the bed. She sat on the edge, pulled the rubber apron up, pulled down her panties and hiked up her skirt. She then moved to the head of the bed, her long legs on each side of his head. He could already smell her muskiness... She hadn't washed all day. She reached down, took the plastic away from his gag, the pulled his gag out. Drool oozed from his mouth onto the plastic sheet. She smiled. She liked everything wet and slippery. She slid her sex right in front of his face and mouth, pulled his head onto it. She flopped the apron down covering him. She took a long drag and her smoke, and a sip of her drink, closed her eyes and started to relax... the only sound was the rustling of the plastic as his head bobbed up and down as he pleasured her with his hot wet tongue... She looked down, watching the apron moving up and down and smiled. "Ahhh" she said. "now... I feel a little better". She thought to herself that this could be a good weekend after all. She moved back and forth as his tongue moved up and down, gently licking her lips, darting in and out of her... he knew what she liked. She rocked back and forth, pulling his plastic covered head hard against her sex. He could feel her shaking; he was struggling for air as she mashed his face against her. He heard her moaning and shaking... finally... she stopped... holding him in place... after a few more minutes... she moved... slowly pulling herself away from him... swinging her legs over his head and sitting on the edge of the bed... The plastic slippery with her juices, his sweat and drool. She was panting... "Oooo baby... that was good". She was holding her head in her hands... "Mmmm... You know what I like". After a few minutes she reached down and pulled her panties back up and adjusted the apron. She took the gag and stuffed it back into his mouth and tied it on. She then walked to the closet. "Time to clean you out" she said. He squirmed. He hated enemas. Especially hers. It was usually multiples. He looked over at her. She was humming to herself as she pulled out the large clear enema bag. She put some blue colored soap in it. She walked over to the taps that were near the sewer opening. She ran the cold water and filled the bag. She walked over to him and hung the bag over the bed on a hook in the ceiling. She ran a long hose down from it and put it beside his bottom. She tore some plastic away from his cheeks and with her fingers, pulled them apart. "Sorry sweetie, I'm out of Lube... I'll have to ease it into you". She took the nozzle with her left hand, and with her right hand pulled his cheeks apart, exposing his anus. She took the nozzle, rolled it on the drool near his head and then put it up against his anus. With small circular motions, she forced it into him. He squirmed a little but couldn't go anywhere. It only took a moment and a little pain (which was actually minor compares to all the welts on his back side) to get it in him. She gave it a gentle pull to ensure it was in him, and then opened the nozzle. "Here it comes sweetie!" she said as she stepped back. She pulled off her latex gloves and threw them in the garbage. "I'll be back in about 20 minutes. Be sure not to loose any. I'm going to get another drink." she said. She left him there. He suddenly felt the cold water entering his system. He grunted. He felt it flowing into his bowels. He rocked back and forth and squeezed trying to prevent it from flowing in. But it was useless. He knew it from experience. He started to cramp. He looked up. She always put the bag where he could see it. She wanted him to know. He watched. From experience, it would be ten minutes to empty the bag, and she liked it to sit in him for 10 minutes. Then he'd be drained, and two rinsing enemas. It was 7:10 pm now. He rocked back and forth as he bloated up. He rolled on his side easing the pressure on his stomach. He was panting into the gag. Almost crying. He looked at the bag. It was three quarters empty. The blue colored liquid draining into him. His head was spinning. The heat, the bondage, and the water filling him the helplessness he felt. He was starting to cry. He rocked back and forth continuously. It helped. The bag was empty. He was cramping. He moaned into the ball gag. Finally she came back. He looked up at her with his puppy dog eyes. "There, there sweetie... let's get you drained out". She snapped a new pair of rubber gloves on, grabbed a short chain and walked over to him. She released his feet from the foot of the bed and pulled him to the edge of the bed. She connected the chain to the front of the collar. She reached up and grabbed the bag with one hand and pulled him up by his collar with the other. He moaned as she pulled him off the bed. He was doubled over as she had him hop to the sewer drain in the floor. A chain hung directly over it. She connected the chain to the front of his collar. His arms were still up behind him. She positioned his feet ahead of the drain and pulled out the floor grate over the sewer. "OK sweetie... get ready" She reached down and pulled out the nozzle... His bowels evacuated quickly... He was moaning into the gag as he emptied down into the sewer. She had stepped away and was attaching a long hose to the taps. She ran the water and was washing the area down as he drained out. "Finished?" she asked. He nodded. She took the hose, slowed the water down to a trickle and put it to his anus and filled him up again with the hose...At least the water was warmer. She rubbed his belly as she filled him. After a minute... She pulled the hose away. He evacuated again. Once again, she put the hose against his anus, filled him, rubbing his belly and watching. He was moaning. She was smiling. She pulled it away and he again spilled out into the sewer. She left him standing there as she hosed down the area. "We don't want you to have an accident... do we... better put a plug in" she said. She went to a drawer and pulled out an inflatable plug with a hollow tube. While he was still standing there, she eased the plug up inside him. He heard her inflating the plug and felt it filling him. "There. That should prevent any accidents until tomorrow." she said as she disconnected the pump from the plug. "Now. Let's get you dressed. I have a list of things for you to do." She released the chain from this collar and hopped him over to another chain away from the sewer. This one, she connected to the back of his collar and pulled it tight making him stand upright. He watched her as she picked up a pair of scissors. She walked over to him, bent down and cut the wrapping, which was around both legs, but left the first layer of plastic on. She had spread his legs apart. She took the plastic film and again wrapped his legs up, his torso, covering his ass and sealing the plug in him, and chest up to his neck. She then went and picked up a black rubber maid uniform. She had him step into it. She put some powder on the cellophane to help the rubber slide up his body. It was sleeveless but had a thick rubber collar that fastened at the back. There were many layers of white rubber ruffles that filled the bottom of the shirt giving it volume. The bottom of the skirt went to his mid-thigh. She found the long back rubber stockings. After removing the leather ankle cuffs, she rolled the rubber stockings on his legs up to his thigh. She put specially made rubber kneepads on each of his knees. They were thick rubber and had a connecting chain with a 6-inch separation. She put the ankle cuffs back on and connected them with a 12-inch chain. She unhooked him from the overhead chain and shuffled him to a small stool. She had him sit down. A strap went over his thighs and she connected the ankle chain to the base of the stool. She reached behind him and released his wrists from the back of his collar. His arms popped down but were still cuffed together. She pulled off his collar but left his arms behind his back. She smiled at him. She cuffed his face in her hands. "You look hot. Are you hot? I bet you are." she said like she was talking to a baby. "Are you thirsty sweetie?" she asked. He nodded. She took a squeeze bottle from a shelf. He watched her reach beneath her rubber apron, she adjusted her skirt and she stood in front of him. She spread her legs little. She closed her eyes. She was filling the bottle with her pee. "MMMM" she said. "Mommy's getting baby something to drink" He squirmed. This wasn't what he had in mind. She shook her hips, pulled the bottle out, adjusted her skirt and walked over to him. She unscrewed the small plug that sealed the gag, pulled his head back and put the nozzle of the squeeze bottle to it, then forced the hot warm salty liquid through the gag into his throat. "That's a good girl." she said "Take it all in". He was struggling not to choke. She squeezed the bottle harder, the liquid gushing down into him. A few more squeezes and it was empty. She was smiling as she took the bottle away. "You're such a good girl." she said putting the bottle down. "I'll have to get you a real treat later". She screwed the plug back in the gag. "Time for your hood and hat" she said as she picked out the black rubber hood she wanted him to wear. This one had eye, nose and a small round mouth holes. She pulled it over his plastic covered head. She adjusted the eyeholes, nose holes and mouth opening. She laced it up the back, very tightly, putting more pressure on his head. He could just make her out through the plastic that was still over his eyes. She pulled the rubber collar part of the maid dress around his neck and laced it on. She then put the leather collar around his neck. He heard the lock clicking as she closed the small padlock. She stood up and took the white rubber maid cap that went with the uniform and put it on his head and pulled the drawstrings so it could not come off. Next were his arms. She uncuffed them from behind his back. They were so stiff that he couldn't move them. She rolled shoulder length black latex gloves up each arm then pulled them together in front of him. She took thick white rope and wrapped his wrists together, then his elbows. She pulled his wrist up and tied them to his collar just below his chin. His fingers were free, but he couldn't move his arms or pull his hands away from his neck. She released him front the stool. She had special shoes for him to wear. They were heavy rubber and kept his feet straight so he was walking almost on his tiptoes. He hated these shoes. She pulled one on his left foot, tightly laced it up, then the right... She reconnected the ankle cuffs and the hobble chain. She stood back and smiled. "Okay honey... stand up." She watched him struggle. It was so difficult. He was hot, plugged, wrapped, hobbled, gagged and helpless. And she was going to have him like this for most of the weekend. "Get up sweetie... come one... don't get me mad". He squirmed more. He struggled trying to get off the stool, leaning forward. He glanced at her. She was taking off the rubber gloves. He was starting to panic. He rocked back and forth on the stool, trying to get to his feet. He saw her shaking her head. "Well. I see you need more motivation." she said. He was frantically shaking his head desperately trying to get off the stool. He looked over at her. He was crying now. She had a thick wide cricket paddle in her hands. She was patting her hand with it. "Well sweetie... I guess you're gonna get a paddling." This was going to be a long weekend... Chapter 2 He was crying as he squirmed on the stool... she was holding the cricket paddle tapping it in her hand... "Hmmm sweetie... looks like you need a little motivation..." He was scratching at the floor with his rubber covered feet like a dog clawing on a wooden floor. She grabbed him by his wrists which were connected to his collar... she pulled him to his feet... spun him around and pushed him to his knees... bending him over the stool... she pulled the strap over the stool and across his back... she pulled up the rubber skirt showing the white rubber ruffles... then pulled them up... he looked back at her in her nurses uniform... she was planting her feet just to his left... he saw her raise the cricket paddle... WHUMP... MMMMPPHHHHHHH ... she connected with the back of his legs... he squirmed and jerked... WHUMP mmmphhhhh... he squirmed more. She stepped in front of him and bent down caressing his rubber/plastic-covered head... she gently lifted it. "Sweetie... does it hurt?" ... he nodded... his bottom was still sore from the flogging earlier. "OOOOOO... sorry love... just a few more... let's say 5... OK?" He closed his eyes and nodded... What else could he do... He saw her step to his left again... she set her left foot... then her right... she lifted the paddle high... WHUMP He jerked soo hard he almost pulled the stool over... WHUMP mmmphhhhh... he closed his eyes hard... very hard... WHUMP He slumped... he was seeing stars... his head was spinning from the heat, bondage, plastic, gag, his helplessness... He didn't hear her as she put the paddle down. She walked over to him... "There, there sweetie... all done... I hope you learned your lesson... when I tell you to get up... you will ... Won't you"... she said in baby talk... He nodded. She pulled down the skirt... released the strap and pulled him to his feet... He saw her smiling... she looked at her watch... she knew he'd be thirsty... this time... she'd give him a cool drink of water... she sat him back on the stool... took out a large drink bag... He watched her cautiously... She filled it with cool clean water... she walked over to him... hung the bag over his head... Removed the plug from the gag and connected hose to the gag... she slowly let the water trickle into his mouth... it was just the right speed... she was a nurse... She knew just how much the body could take... he slowly took the water in... She looked at her watch again... "I'll be back in a few minutes... it should take that long for the bag to drain..." She left him there... in the basement, bound and gagged, in a black rubber maid uniform, plugged and a large drink bag with a red tube running into his mouth... she smiled as she looked at him... and she left him sitting there... He looked up at the bag... it held 1 quart... she knew that he could take that... with some effort... he worked to concentrate... swallowing regularly... careful not to choke... the water relieved him somewhat... but hew knew it would be a struggle to get it all in... he felt his stomach filling... slowly... pressing out... trying to press against the plastic and rubber encasing it.,... he rocked back and forth... he could hear it sloshing inside him... He drank... and drank... and drank... his head was spinning... he was panting... it was a while later when she came back down... she walked up to him... checked the drink bag... and smiled... "All most done sweetie..." she said caressing his head... He watched her go to the cupboard... "Sweetie... I something new for you tonight..." she said... his heart started to pound... he knew what ever it was it wasn't going to be good... She was standing with her back to him... he couldn't see exactly what she was doing... but he saw the glint of metal...he shook a little... He heard her humming to herself... she checked her watch again... she walked over to the bag... it was empty... "All done sweetie"... she said unhooking the tube from the gag... then reaching up and taking the bag off the hook... she carried it to the bench and sat it down... She walked over to him... "You'll be OK for an hour or so..." she said as she unstrapped him from the stool... she pulled him to his feet... She led him to the operating table...it was a metal table... no padding... cold steel that had rails on each side for straps... and it tilted up or down as she needed it... He was scared... he wasn't sure what she was up to... she shuffled him over to it and laid him on his back... she took several straps and put them across his ankles, knees, thighs, stomach, and chest... she was humming to herself as she did this... which made him even more nervous... She slowly unstrapped the harness holding the gag in his mouth and pulled it off his head... then she slowly eased the gag out of his mouth... it was oozing with drool... his jaw hurt... he was panting... she smile and told him to keep quiet... She then slowly removed the rubber hood that was over his head... showing the tight plastic wrapping it... it was obvious he was sweating profusely underneath it... she put the hood down and then picked up a scalpel... "Don't move sweetie... I don't want to cut you now..."He kept perfectly still as she expertly cut the plastic off his head down to his neck. Still leaving the rest of him encased in plastic and rubber and bondage... She took a cloth and wipe his distorted face... she smiled as she looked at the wrinkles from the plastic and rubber and pressure and the lines from the head harness. She walked away from him for a moment... and came back... "I have a new hood for you to wear sweetie... look" she said holding up a rubber mask... it had the face of a woman on it... dark eye brows, blue eyes and long eye lashes with very small eye holes to look through, very small breathing holes and a slit for the mouth with very large red lips... She lifted his head and pulled it over him... she laced it on... soo tightly... she adjusted it carefully... positioning the holes just right... when he looked up... it was like looking though a cardboard tube... he could see. But only a very small area...she pulled harder at the laces... smoothing it out... she then took a blonde wig with lots of flowing blonde hair and pulled it on his head... it was designed to be laced on with the hood... once on... it could not be pulled off... Next came her special treat... she smiled as she kissed his rubber covered lips... "I have a new toy..." she said smiling... "It will help keep you a willing, open little girl" she said... she stepped away from the operating table and came back with a metal dental appliance... It was two bands of metal that were to be inserted into his mouth to keep his jaws open... she snapped on a fresh pair of rubber gloves and stood over him... "Oooo baby... you look so hot"... She said she eased his jaws open... she slowly inserted the appliance into his mouth... he tasted the cold steel... it was sliding over his back molars... he had to open his mouth wider and wider...she adjusted and adjusted and pushed and eased until it was finally all the way in behind his front teeth... she took a small tool and tightened the set screws so he could not close his mouth... she stepped back. Pulled the rubber mask back over his lips... "You look so hot ... mouth open and waiting"... "Yummm" This wasn't good... and he knew it... his jaw was already hurting... she took another small rubber inflatable gag... put it loosely in his mouth and slowly inflated hit... Sealing his mouth... She loosened the straps from the table and pulled him up... She smiled as she looked at her rubber doll... She looked at her watch... Ding... dong... It was the door bell... "Ahh right on time"...he shook... "Okay honey... I've arranged a date for you. He's a friend of mine... you'll like him... well maybe not... but he'll like you." He was frantically shaking his head... he tried to beg for her not to go through with this but all he could say was a muffled MMMPHHHHHHHHHH "Ahh sweetie... you have to get out there and meet new people... trust me this is for your own good... She pulled him to his feet... he could narrowly see through the tiny eye holes that she was leading him to the stairs... she pulled him up... struggling behind her to the top of the stairs... to the back door of the house. The doorbell rang again... She checked his rubber clothing... The collars, the cuffs, the rubber ruffles... his boots, the hobble chain... his rubber mask and wig... she tapped the gag... and smiled... She opened the door... he looked up... and up... and up... standing in front of him was a black guy... 6'6', long black hair, very heavy... wearing black leather boots, black leather pants, black leather vest, gloves and black leather biker hat... She smiled and looked at the guy... then looked at her pretty little rubber maid... she kissed him on the cheek... and handed the leash to the black guy... "Have a nice night sweetie... see you later... Oh... don't forget your purse..." She said handing a small red leather purse over his neck. "and have a good time" The guy pulled on the leash... "Oh we will." he said yanking on it. "We will..." And the rubber maid was pulled out of the door into the night... Chapter 3 The maid shuffled along helplessly behind the man... scurrying as fast as he could on his tip toes in those horrible shoes... He was led to the side doors of a large black van... the man opened the doors... looked at the maid and pushed him in... He fell on his stomach... out of breath from the exertion of walking so far... he felt a rope go around his ankles... his feet were pulled up behind him and tied to his collar... a sort of a hog tie...he then pulled out a leather blindfold and put it over his eyes... tying it tightly... he could feel hands running up and down over his rubber covered body... he squirmed as the man closed the doors and walked to the drivers side and stepped in... he looked down at the rubber maid laying on the floor... blonde hair flowing, mouth stuffed... shiny black rubber...hands cuffed in front near his neck... legs pulled up behind him... The leather man smiled. He started the van and they pulled out... they drove for a while... turning several times... The van stopped... The leather man stepped out for a minute... then returned... there was a someone with the leatherman ... it was a woman's voice...the side door opened again... he could smell cigar smoke... he heard the click of a flashlight. "Oh baby... is that him..." The woman asked. "Yup... a nice little white boy... all trussed up and ready to play... just like you asked... you can do him up nice if you want..." "Oh honey... thank you" he heard her say. He felt someone step in the van beside him... he felt his feet being untied and his legs flopped down... he was rolled onto his back and pulled so he was sitting up... the blindfold was pulled off... it was still dark but he could make out that the woman was in front of him... She was a black woman, mid fifty's, very heavy... smooth brown skin... wearing a black leather jacket, a black leather skirt and boots, and black gloves. She pulled him out of the van by his leash. "Come on baby... lets get going," she pulled him to his feet and she turned and started to walk... they were outside... in a wooded area... he couldn't see any lights... His heart pounded...he was all bound up... in a rubber maid uniform, girly face, mouth forced open, wide open, cuffed, collared, lost and being led into a bush by two very mean and kinky looking leather dressed people... the woman looking even meaner the her friend... This wasn't going to be fun... He shuffled along behind them... he could hear twigs breaking as they walked along... he was getting very scared... but he told himself that the nurse would never put him in real danger... he was sweating heavily... the rubber squeaking as walked... the woman was pulling him along... yanking on his leash... "Come on sissy... momma's gonna beat that little bottom of yours..." she said. They came to a clearing... there was a small bonfire going... he could see a metal stand about 8 feet high... large "A" frames and a cross piece with a winch and a chain hanging down... he knew that was for him... the grass in the area was beaten down so he could tell this area had been used a fair bit... The woman led him over to the stand... she stood him between the uprights and he looked back at her... she slapped his face... "Don't you look at me you little sissy... mamma's gonna have to spank you for that... " she said. She put down the cigar she was smoking and roughly pulled his arms up behind his back and connect them to the chain hanging down... she slowly cranked it up...his arms pulled up behind him... he squirmed and he slowly bent over as his arms went up higher and higher... he grunted into the gag as he felt his arms straining... The man was standing back and watching as she worked on him... the next thing he knew... bright lights came on... he saw him carrying a video camera walking around him... close to his face rubber covered face... backing away... the woman was pulling on his leash and cranking his arms... a microphone was place near his head to pick up his moaning... The camera was put on a tripod... the woman walked around him... patted his head... he saw that she was holding a large paddle... She walked behind him... he could hear crickets chirping... the fire snapping... a gentle wind blowing... then... WHAP... MMpphhhhhhh He jerked forward as the paddle connected with his bottom... Whap... Mphhhhh... He shuffled forward a little as he grunted... Whap... mphhhh... he was getting weaker... and weaker... he couldn't catch his breath... Whap... the woman continued... his head was spinning... he saw the man walking towards him... Whap... he looked up... saw the man undoing his leather belt... and walking towards him... he heard a zipping sound... Whap... his head spun faster and faster... bound, gagged, in rubber, plastic, helpless, the woman beating his bottom... he knew his mouth was held wide open... gagged but open... Whap... he couldn't see anything as he looked down at the ground seeing only black leather pants and boots walking towards him... his arms aching... Whap...he heard the woman say... "Hold on honey... I'll come around to the front and give you a hand..." The last thing he remembered was hands on each side of his head... pulling him forward... pulling his chin up... someone fiddling with the mouth gag...it was coming out of his mouth... but his jaws were help wide open... drool ozzing from his mouth... hot and wet... dripping down his rubber covered chin...hands positioning his head up and out... his face waist high... He heard the woman say... "OK sweetie... time to earn your keep... say AHHH!" He looked as he saw the man loosening his leather belt... He squirmed and the woman shook his head... "Be good!" she said. The woman stepped in front of him and looked into his mouth... mouth open and drooling... he saw her wince as she looked at the steel appliance in his mouth holding his jaw open... "This little sissy won't be biting ... that's for sure..." he felt her force he finger in his mouth to the back of his neck... he choked a little with the gag reflex... "Check his purse," he heard the man say. "she wants us to use what's in it on him" The woman looked in the little red leather purse... In it she found two condoms and a small spray vial... she bent down and faced him... held his chin up... Then sprayed a horrible tasting mist into his mouth and down his throat... it went numb... she stuck her finger down his throat again... He didn't gag this time... but he felt her finger... The man walked closer... the woman took his huge black cock out of his pants... then rolled a long black condom over it... the woman caressed it... She looked at him... "Be a good little sissy... wet this monster up for mommy..." she said. The man moved closer... she fed the black monster into the open waiting mouth... slowly sliding it in... deeper and deeper... he choked as it went down his throat... The woman was getting excited... she began rubbing herself as she watched the black cock sliding in and out of the rubber covered sissy... It getting shinier and shinier... she was on her knees panting... stoking her friend's balls... caressing the black cock... looking at the rubber sissy hanging there... Suddenly... she pushed her friend back onto the ground... Hiked up her leather skirt and straddled her friend... then eased herself down over his shaft while the sissy hung there... it only took a few moments until she screamed with a huge orgasm... and collapsed onto of him... They laid there for a few minutes and slowly recovered... "That was the best birthday present ever" she told him. They both slowly stood up... he put the gag back into the sissy's mouth... they lowered him and released him from the stand and then led him shuffling back to the van... Chapter 4 He woke up in a start... to the sound of the alarm... it was 11:00am... exhausted... he was back... in his room... on his rubber covered bed... he rolled over and read the note she had left him... "You had quite the time last night... I've had to go into work at the hospital... I'll be home at noon for your usual milking... please be ready... and change into your uniform first... I have something for you to do after" He put the note down, shook his head... his legs and ass were still sore... He worked his jaw up and down... it was stiff and ached from being forced open so long... he remembered vaguely that after the couple finished with him in the woods... they had taken him back here... it took them and the nurse together to drag the helpless rubber maid boy to the basement operating room. There... she stripped him of his rubber clothing, took the mouth appliance out, unplugged his bottom, cut off all the cellophane and hosed him off. The couple was amazed at just how much bondage he was in. They then put a large diaper on him, pink rubber pants and then carried him over to his bed and laid him down... pulled up the rubber sheets and left him to sleep. He stood up... we was a little wobbly on his feet... he went to the bathroom, took off the diaper and cleaned himself off... it was still Saturday... he was still hers for the day... he took a long drink of water from the tap... then went back to the room... the rubber maid uniform was there waiting for him... it was 11:20am. He knew she'd be there at approx. 12:15... And he'd better be ready... He figured that since he was so tired that he might as well get started now because he would be moving very, very slowly... He walked over to the table and picked up the talcum powder... he dusted himself from his neck to his legs... normally... he didn't have to do that for his milking... he'd just have to wrap himself up in plastic... but she had specified the UNIFORM. It took a couple of minutes to get dusted... he then grabbed the rubber corset... it was thick, black and heavy about two feet wide... it went from his just above his sex to just under his nipples... he stepped into he, bending down... his back aching... he slowly pulled it up over his shins, knees, thighs, hips then up higher to its proper position just under his nipples... he grabbed the loops for the tightening strings... walked to the tightener... it was a winch attached to a joist with a cable... he took the loops on each of the tightening strings and snapped it into the hook that the end of the cable... he kneeled down and slowly winched the cable up... this pulled the ends of the tightening strings up... he would keep cranking until he felt it tighten, then when he felt himself start to lift a little... he would stop and squirm... this had the effect of making the sting slowly work it's way up... pulling the corset tighter and tighter... he would crank it more when he felt his weight go to his knees... it usually too 5 cranks and squirm until the top of the corset would meet... once it met... there was a self catching clasp on the top of it at the back... when he heard it click. He knew it was on properly... the corset was as tight as it would go and he could stand up... once he stood up... he lowered the cable... grabbed the loose ends of the strings...wrapped them around his body and tied them off... the corset never came loose when it was fastened this way. He was struggling a little to catch his breath... he took the black rubber garter and pulled it up over his hips... then he took the black rubber stockings... pulled them up each leg... first the left... then the right... straining to bend over far enough... he thought that he should remember to put them on before the corset next time... finally they were on... he attached the garters to the tops of the rubber hose... he the took the rubber maid uniform... it was a different one from last night... this on was pink rubber with white rubber ruffles... it went from his shoulder to just below his waist... like a mini skirt... the sleeves went to his wrists also with white rubber ruffles at the ends... then came the posture collar... it was very, very stiff... he had to force his head up and hold it there while he put it on himself... this posture collar was not part of the maid uniform... it was for the milking harness... (He had a different collar for the maid uniform... it was white leather with "D" rings all around) He went and picked up the footwear. They were high heeled black patent leather boots with a steel insert that cause him to stand on his tip toes... they were very stiff... he sat on the bed... he took some talcum powder and dusted the outside of the rubber stockings from his toes to his mid calve on leach leg... grabbed the left boot, pointed his toes and pulled up his legs crunching up his toes to get them in... It took some work... he then laced it up the back to the top... He repeated the process for the right foot... He was already sweating from the work and the rubber... he looked at the clock... it was 11:45am... he only had a few minutes... he slowly stood up... there was a lot of pain in his calves... he scurried up to the bench and picked up the leather head harness...it was the one with the red ball gag, head, cheek and chin straps... he opened his mouth... eased the ball in and pulled the straps over and around his head... he buckled it all on tightly behind his head. Next... since he was going to be milked... he had to go to the milking stand. It was a metal bench that looked similar in shape to "Y" bench... there were 4 cables hanging down with cuffs on each...all attached to an electric motor and winch...he laid down on his stomach, his upper body on the straight part, his legs spread on the "Y" part. He reached over and pressed the timer for the winch motor. He had two minutes. It was almost noon. He first started with hooking the ankle cuffs to the cables, first his left, then his right. He could still reach because he was still loose. Next, he reached underneath the milking stand, pulled the waist strap that was hanging down and buckled it behind his back. This held him face down at the small of his back. He reached up behind and connected each cuff to the hanging cables. He then waited. Suddenly, a buzzer sounded, he heard the motor start and the familiar feeling of his arms and legs slowly being pulled straight up to a preset position. He looked like a U shape, strapped down at the middle, head harness, pink, white and black rubber... patiently waiting to be milked. At was about 12:15 when he heard her come into the house. A few minutes later she came down stairs. She nodded... "Not bad." she said. She was wearing her blue nurses uniform. She walked over to him, attached a small rope to the posture collar and pulled his head up and back. She went to the sink and washed her hands. He squirmed helplessly in the self-imposed bondage... drool oozing from each side of the ball gag in the head harness... She looked at him again, snapped on a pair of black rubber gloves, grabbed a small cup and a tube of KY... She took a small stool and positioned it between his up-thrusted legs... he felt her grab his shaft with he cold rubber covered hands. Then, he felt the cold glob as she dabbed some KY on it... she was humming MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB as she started to rhythmically pump his shaft, up and down... milking it... squeezing it very hard... pulling on his testicles a little... but mostly pumping his shaft...up and down. Up and down... he squirmed a little... his head jerking up and down with each movement of her hand... then suddenly... he tensed... she pumped faster and he squirted into a cup she was holding beneath him... she milked it dry... his head dropped... she looked down in the cup... "Hmmm... not much there..." she said. "I'm going to give you about 45 minutes... then we'll try it again..." He squirmed... the bondage with out the sexual tension became very uncomfortable... he moaned into the gag as she started to walk away... "There, there Sweety... I'll be back" She left him stretched out there... cuffed, collared, corseted. He squirmed. He couldn't move his head around too much because of the collar. He was sweating on the rubber. He feet were aching from the shoes. His back was aching from being bent in a "U" shape. He squirmed more. After a while, she came back... she had a small brown leather bag in her hand. She walked up to him and set the bag down... "Sweety... I know you haven't had much time to recover... so I have something to help you," she said pulling out a small metal box with an electrical cord. "It doesn't hurt much," she said. She plugged the machine in. She pulled out a large metal butt plug and showed it to him... "See Sweety... this goes up inside you and electrically stimulates the prostrate, and after a few minutes... you ejaculate" she said smiling... "and the best part is that I don't even have to be here." She sat on the stool between his legs...he felt her fiddling with his bottom and then he grunted as she forced the cold metal plug up into him... She connected the leads from the box to the plug then flicked on the power... first nothing happened... then a jolt... his eyes widened... Mphhhhhhhhhhh... She smiled...and turned off the power... She stood up, then went to the bench... took a cock and ball harness and tied it on, then hung a small cup over the head of his downward pointed shaft. She slapped it, everything stayed attached... She walked to his head... patted him like a dog... "Okay Sweety... I'm going to have a shower... relax... it hurts less if you relax... I'll be back to see if you filled the cup." She flicked on the power to the plug... Mmmmmphhhhhh He jerked and squirmed as the machine cycled... 10 seconds on... 10 seconds off... 10 seconds on 10 seconds off... Mphhhhhhhhh The nurse slowly walked away, not looking back but smiling as she heard him grunting... She shut off the light... "I love milking time," she said to herself... Chapter 5 Finally she came back... it was two hours later... he was panting into the gag... totally drained... exhausted and sweating from the milking she had just put him through. She walked up and checked the bottle that hung under his shaft... checked to see how much fluid there was in it... and made a note. "Hmmmm... not bad..." she said as she removed the harness. She slowly lowered the winch and his arms and legs slowly lowered... his shoulder and hips were aching... all he could do was helplessly lay there moaning silently into the ball gag as she worked on him... his head flopped forward as she loosened the rope from the head harness. She let him lay there as she took the fluid and put it in a small vial and placed it in the fridge... he was catching his breath... his head was still spinning as she moved between his legs and slowly removed the anal probe from inside him. She let him lay there for a while... she was busy with something, but he was too exhausted to look up... after a few minutes she came over to him. She released him from the bench and helped him onto his back... she had him sit up... checked his head harness and cuffs... she connected his cuffs behind his back and put a 12 inch chain on his ankle cuffs. "Up sweety..." she said as she pulled him to his feet. He slowly rocked forward and swung his feet over the side of the bench. His head was spinning a little... he was exhausted... shoulders and hips were aching... he was sweating in the rubber. He looked up at her with puppy dog eyes. "Awww sweety... don't look at me like that... I know... I know..." she said patting him on the head. "Okay sweety... up you go..." She pulled him to his feet and led him over to his bed. She turned him around and laid him back on the plastic covered bed. He lay back as she strapped him down on his back. "Get some rest sweety... I'll be back in an hour" She turned and left him lying there... he immediately went to sleep. *** The next thing he knew when he opened his eyes was her hands loosening the straps from the bed. She pulled him up and slowly had him stand. She checked the pink rubber uniform he was in... adjusted everything... she left him over to a stool in the middle of the room and sat him down... she then slowly removed the gag and head harness and posture collar... she then went to a drawer and opened it... she took out a rubber hood... examined it, held it up and smiled. She walked back to him and showed it to him... soft but strong rubber... flesh tone... red lips with a thin slit for his mouth, feminine eyes and eye brows drawn on with small eye holes for him to look thru... she pulled it over his head... this was made from the head casting she had put him through a few weeks before... it was form fitting and exactly cover his head and face... it had lacings that ran down the back of his head... she moved behind him and he felt her slowly tightening the laces... checking and smoothing it over his face...pulling it tighter and tighter...the lacings sealing him in it. She went to the work bench and took a rubber inflatable tube gag with wide clear plastic straps... she walked over to him... cupped his chin and slowly and tenderly eased it in... "Come on sweety... open up for mummy... that's a good girl... take it in..." she said easing it back into his mouth cavity... it was fairly wide and firm with a rubbery soft outside... she pushed it deep... he was almost gagging... she told him to keep his head tilted back... it would make it easier... after tightening the gag strap she then grabbed the posture collar again. She slowly lifted his chin and pulled the collar around his neck... locking it on... this sealed it hood/mask on and his face looked like a rubbery female... head up and mouth open... gagged to the hilt. She then went a grabbed a blonde wig and came back to him... she then fastened it to his head ... adjusting it... then put a white rubber maid hat over the wig... fastening it all on... she took the gag pump and put some air in his mouth... bulging his cheeks a little... tapping her finger against them to check the pressure... even through the rubber over his face she could see the gagged look stare. She smiled ... looking at her little rubber sissy maid. She looked the leash to his collar and then led him out of the basement... he slowly made his way up the stairs behind her... She sat him in the living room on the coffee table and told him to wait there. She didn't tie the leash to anything... the front door was unlocked and open... Where would he go... especially like that... He was bound by his situation... helpless... and free to leave... if he wanted to... but she and he knew he wouldn't... couldn't... She had changed... she was wearing a pair of black vinyl pants, leather bustier, black leather gloves, black 3 inch pumps and beautiful make up... she looked awe inspiring as he looked up at her. She cupped his chin and had him stand. "Come on sweety... we have to go..." she said and turned and walked out of the living room... she wasn't holding the leash but he followed her... the rubber squeaked as he shuffled along behind her. She slowly led him out of the house to the Jaguar... she opened the trunk and shuffled him to the rear bumper... turned him around and she slowly lowered him on to his back on the floor of the trunk. She took the straps that were bolted into the floor and put them across his chest and waist. "We want you all buckled in... for your safety... of course..." She pulled his feet up to his butt and strapped his ankles together and then to the floor... she patted his head. "Relax sweety... we're going to meet some friends... I think they'll love you..." She said and kissed him on the forehead... checked his bindings one more time and closed the lid on the trunk... leaving him in his rubber maid uniform, bound and gagged... and totally helpless. After a few minutes... he heard someone get into the car... it start and then start moving... he squirmed in the rubber and the straps that held him to the floor... straining against them each time the car accelerated, slowed, and turned... the car was moving very fast... the accelerations were fast, braking was hard and the turns were sharp... throwing him against his bindings... accentuating his helplessness. After a long time... the car stopped... someone exited and walked away. And he waited... He heard foot steps coming to the car... the lid opened... he looked up... there looking down on his was the nurse... and a couple in their mid fifties... she was slim, black hair, wearing a form fitting black leather dress and gloves... he had salt and pepper hair, and was wearing a leather suit with a white shirt and leather tie... "Oh my... he's adorable" he heard the woman say. "Yes he is... you've done a lovely job..." the man said. The nurse bent over and released the straps holding him down in the trunk... the three of them pulled him out and up to his feet... The couple walked around him a couple of times... "Yes... very nice indeed... how's he doing?" the man asked. The nurse replied... "Coming along quite nicely... you'll be easily able to finish him off." He started a get worried... what did she mean... finish him off. The nurse took his leash and pulled him behind her up to the front door of a large mansion following the couple. There... the four of them went into the front entrance way... The nurse removed her shackles from his ankles and wrist cuffs... the man went into the study... The woman went to a cupboard in the hallway and produced two chrome metal leggings... they were hinged... she opened one and bent down and put it on his left leg... they were form fitting and went from his ankles... to his knees over the rubber stockings... she snapped it shut... then placed the other on his right leg... they were connected with a large linked chrome chain... She then produce similar chrome arm shields that went from his palm up to his mid bicep... the metal preventing him from bending his arms... The nurse was watching... and smiling... she liked the look of the chrome and the rubber, the straps and gag, the female mask and wig...all covering the helpless sissy inside... Next... the woman fit a chrome corset around his waist... she asked the nurse to give her a hand latching it... they both forced it closed around his waist... he could hardly breathe with the gag in him... nevermind this horrible metal contraption... it was made specifically for him and was adjustable to make the waist smaller... and was designed to hold up the breasts. The man came back with an envelope and handed it to the nurse... "Thank you again... she looks perfect" he said shaking the nurses hand... "We'll finish her up nice" The nurse walked over to him... "I guess I should tell you what's going on." she said caressing his head. "You see sweety... this nice couple are both Surgeons... they were looking for a little boy toy to turn into a little she-male rubber maid... and that's why you're here..." He squirmed a little... but couldn't really move... he grunted a little ... she could just hear it thru the gag and rubber... "Awww sweety... you'll be fine... once you get your breasts... and any other modifications they want to make... they have their own little operating room right here in the house ... as well as many other play rooms with much more exotic equipment than I have... any way... you be good..." she said and kissed his rubber covered forehead... "Bring him by some time... I'm looking forward to seeing how he turns out..." "Love to... bye for now... and thanks again." the woman said to the nurse... The couple smiled... the nurse turned and walked out the door... as she watched the door close behind her... she saw the man holding a long wide paddle behind his back... gently swinging it out of sight... she heard him say to their new toy "Come along sweety... time we became well acquainted..." The door closed... The nurse walked to the car... opened the envelope... it was a cheque... a big one... she smiled... She drove to the University and went to a bulletin board... She put a note on the Board. She then went back to her car and went home... The note read: Room for Rent for a single male, must be a non-smoker, healthy, slim. Must obey rules of the house... please call 555-5555 Please send comments... thanks.