The rubber doll curse
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Sissy Rubber Doll - Preparations
She is dressing me up for the Friday night out - though I know from past
experiences, that I am most likely going to spend entire weekend wearing
the torturously sexy things she is struggling to stretch over my obedient
and horny body, which is now encased in a snow-white latex cat suit,
complete with separate toes and fingers, hot pink finger-and-toenails
already painted on. The suit's latex is thick and incredibly tight; it
took a lot of lubricant to squeeze my hairless body inside its new and
very tight skin, and now every inch of it is compressed by the stretched
rubber, from my toes, each daintily wrapped in its own little cocoon, up
the thin ankles, calves, knees and thighs, molded but the constant
pressure into a supermodel shape, gripping my butt and stomach, squeezing
my chest, holding my arms tight down to the tips of my fingers, gently
but firmly wrapping around my neck, encasing my head, leaving the space
around eyes and mouth open, squeezing my involuntarily-pouting lips out.
Only my crotch is still unzipped, with my penis still painfully trapped
in its pink plastic cage, and the crack of my butt feeling the movement
of the fresh air.
I am standing spread-eagle, my hands and feet fastened to the four
corners of our four-post bed, and She is wrapping a long-length hot-pink
heavy-latex corset around my torso - rigid, unyielding, still-boned
affair that shapes me to its form, physically and mentally. As she
tightens this wonderful torture device more and more, mu body is squeezed
around my hips, waist, ribs, chest, tighter and tighter, making my head
spin and my breath shallow... My waist is mercilessly compressed and drawn
in, hips are gripped tightly, chest squeezed tighter and tighter, all the
ability to move my torso is slowly taken away, I am becoming a helpless
rubber doll... She fastens the shoulder straps tight and I feel her
squatting between my legs - time for me to find out what she planned for
my starved for attention weenie, which has been locked away and
unavailable for any recreational use for the past month. I am so horny at
this point, that I am shaking with desire and my mind is so clouded with
blue balls syndrome that I am ready and eager to do anything She tells me
to. Anything.
I feel the cage being unlocked and with some effort pulled off my rapidly
swelling member, but She is not letting it rize - firmly and painfully,
She pulls it back between my ass chicks, with Her other hand pushing my
balls inside my body. I moan in discomfort and frustration and hear Her
laugh - She really enjoys doing this to me, sometimes seemingly even more
than I enjoy being her humiliated and abused sissy slut.
This time She came up with something different - usually, I would be
heavily plugged by now, moaning and riling impaled on one of the large
number of large anal toys, didoes, stretchers and the like, but She just
keeps pulling my poor dickey further and further back, and then I feel
Her fingers starting to push the head of my penis into my own butthole!
Accompanied by my moans and her laughter, it slips it in and I feel my
sphincter firmly grip the base of the head. Still pushing it in, She,
with some effort, pulls the crotch zipper over my butt and pulls the
heavy latex crotch panel of the corset tight between my legs.
When She starts to fasten it to the back of my corset, it feels like She
is hanging off of it with the full weight of Her entire body, squeezing
my poor balls further inside and completely flattening my penis between
my legs, driving it even further inside my ass. I am moaning and
whimpering as She keeps pulling it tighter and tighter, until, finally,
She fastened the buckle and secured it with a "click" of a small steel
lock. I know that there are steel wires inside of the strap, so this is
pretty much unremovable without the key. My whole body is now compressed;
my torso imprisoned in inescapable, firm, rigid, but still somewhat
flexible form. I am majorly overstimulated, owerwhelmed with the smell of
latex, tightness if my outfit, helplessness of my situation; my head
spins, my knees are shaking, but She is far from done with me. She wants
Her rubber sissy doll to be perfect, perfect in shape, suffering and
humiliation, and there are still quite a few things that will add greatly
to creating a horny latex human toy I am in the process of becoming.
Heavy latex mask is stretched over my head, small holes in the pupils of
its eyes and nose lined up with mine, and the thick, slightly pliable
rubber tube, protruding inward and framed with hot pink rubber lips on
the outside is inserted into my mouth, keeping it wide-open with no
possibility to close it more than just slightly. The zipper on the back
is pulled down with some effort, sealing my head and neck inside the
tight rubber head of a latex sex doll, with painted-on wide-opened bimbo
eyes and perpetually-opened mouth, which is promptly staffed with a long
and wide rubber penis gag, completely filling the doll's mouth down to
the back of its throat. It's a good thing She completely trained the gag
reflex out of me, otherwise this would be VERY uncomfortable...
Hot-pink open-face hood goes over the doll's bald rubber head, sealed in
by the neck corset wrapped around its neck, holding my head rigidly up
and forward, but not compressing my throat too much - I will need plenty
of room in there for what will cum inside in the next could of days. Now,
with my mouth and throat stuffed, I cannot even moan, just breathe
through my nose in labored, shallow breath.
My legs are released, and one-by-one are inserted into knee-high, heavy-
rubber, almost-ballet pony boots, gripping the arches of my feet and
pointing them straight down, helped by the steel reinforcements along the
front of the those beautiful foot torture devices. The tight zippers are
pulled and the locks locked - I am standing now only on my toes, squeezed
inside small hoof-like toes of the boots. There is no heel, so my stand
is precautious at best, and my walk is pitifully helpless. Just the way
She loves it, just the way I crave it.
The latex arm binder comes next, securely pulling my wrist-to-elbow-
folded hands behind my back. Almost finished now -as the last touch, a
pair or rubber knee pads are pulled over my knees - a small concession to
my comfort, since I would be spending so much time on them in the next
couple of days.
She clipped the pink leash on the ring on my collar and walked Her rubber
sissy slut doll to the front door, putting the leash on the door handle
and leaving me standing in front of the full-length mirror, drooling
(literally) over a vision of kinky perfection staring back at me. And
what is staring back at me is a white-and-pink rubber doll, clearly a boy
in kinky fetish girl outfit, long, very long, incredibly long thin legs
barely touching the ground with the tips of toes of its rubber hot pink
rubber boots, connected to each other at the ankles by a short chain.
Wasp-waisted body wrapped in a hot-pink corset, gripping is body tightly
all over, and I reveled in that pressure, looking at the squirming figure
in the mirror.
The doll's hot pink crotch is not only completely smooth, but has a
distinctive camel toe shape, created by the tightly pulled strap - there
is no hint of anything ever being there, and no possible room for
anything to ever be there. I would love to run my fingers over the sexy
mound, but my hands are folded tightly and helplessly behind my back with
straps going over my flat, corset-gripped chest. In the mirror, bald
rubber doll's head, wide-opened in perpetual surprise eyes above the hot
pink rubber lips wrapped around the butt of the thick gag, strapped
around the doll's head, hot pink knee pads on doll's white legs leaving
no doubt about its purpose. It is a rubber fuck doll, with only one
orifice available to fulfill its purpose.
My flattened penis pulsed at the vision of fetish perfection reflected in
the mirror, driving itself deeper into my own ass and I moaned in
pleasure squeezing its head with my sphincter... For a change, I though, it
will be a pleasurable time for me. How wonderfully wrong I was!
She took her sweet time dressing up, but it flew by quickly for me,
memorized by a sexily squirming latex figure in the mirror - I still
could not believe it was me inside, but the sexy bound slut in the mirror
moved when I moved, pressing her knees together when I pressed mine
together, squirmed when I squirmed, and sucked on the gag like on the
giant pacifier when I sucked on the rubber dick strapped around my head.
I am it - the rubber doll, decked out for someone-else's fun, ready to be
used in... well, only one way possible, impaling it's invitingly-open mouth
on anything that would fit in it, and depositing anything that comes out
inside to be swallowed or choked on, while She watches and enjoys my
discomfort and humiliation.
My definition of heaven.
The spike heels sound out their wonderful click-clack behind me, and
another figure joins me in the mirror - a vision of fetish beauty and
elegance, in gorgeous short black latex dress clinging to every curve of
her magnificent body, long slender legs wrapped in transparent latex
stockings, arms in shoulder-length transparent latex gloves, crimson lips
smiling, brilliant eyes, looking at us through a latex half mask - my
Mistress. She grabs her small latex purse and, taking my leash off the
handle, opens the front door and stepped out into the cool darkness of
the outside world with me teetering obediently behind her. Through the
empty street, we walk towards Her car, parked at the end of the block,
with every inch of my body covered and yet feeling extremely naked and
vulnerable.
This is going to be another very long weekend, and I was already
beginning to feel sorry that it will at some time end.
Louise
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