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The Road Trip
By strangefun
WARNING: This story contains graphic depiction of depraved sexual acts,
sisification, sexual abuse, humiliation and torture. Read at your own
discretion!
I grip the steering wheel tightly as mile after mile on the dark, mid-
night highway disappear under the wheels of the passenger van that I am
driving through the emptier parts of the American Midwest. We are on
the road trip to a vacation house in a secluded location, and the rest
of the passengers are fast asleep, tired from their daytime
entertainment. I am tired too, since I was the entertainment, but I am
not sleepy - they made sure that I am kept wide-awake while they rest.
The light from a rare incoming car glints off my slender, shiny, latex-
clad fingers, gripping the top of the steering wheel. I wander if
driver of that car can see my large white ballgag, keeping my mouth
wrapped tightly and uncomfortably around it. I wish I could take it out
just for a few minutes to give my aching jaws some rest, but I cannot -
it is locked and pulled too tightly to pull out.
Another thing I wish I could get out for a short brake is large, long,
thick butt plug that is occupying all the available and some of the
unavailable space inside me, stretching me, driving itself deep inside
of me with the full weight of my body sitting on top of it, making me
moan pitifully into my gag with every road bump.
The butt plug has to be large - it contains the batteries and the
electronics controlling the delivery of the electric pulses to the
contact pads attached to my nipples, head of my penis and the plug
itself - it is now set to random, and, as I drive the van through the
darkest of the night, I periodically twitch, moan or cry into my gag
depending on the intensity and the location of the shocks - and they
vary from almost pleasant to almost unbearable - but I have to keep
quiet, so not to wake up my cruel passengers, so, as my nipples
suddenly light up in electric fire, or my ass starts to spasm around
the metal contacts at the wide base of the dildo, or the head of my
flattened penis is jolted into a tiny electric agony, the only thing I
can do is bite on my gag and quietly squeal, gripping the steering
wheel with my latex fingers. There is absolutely no way I could fall
asleep at the wheel - this is VERY effective way of keeping someone
awake, and I've been constantly "enjoying" it for the past two hours -
and the fuel tank will last for another two...
My posture is perfect - heavy, long, thick and stiff rubber corset is
making sure of that, holding my entire torso from the armpits to the
hips in its tight, unyielding, python-like grip, shaping my body into
an hourglass figure and constraining my breathing and movements to the
point of utter helplessness. The wide collar allows just enough head
movement to use the mirrors - with some effort.
I am pressing on the gas pedal with the pointed toe of my stiff, knee-
high heelless rubber ballet boots, locked on my feet - and I am not
allowed to use the cruise control.
I need to pee badly - the tight corset does not leave much room inside
me - and, moaning, I strain against the layers of heavy latex to push
some of the contents of my bladder past the pressure of the butt plug
and through my flattened, tucked-in penis, feeling the warm liquid push
it's way between the tight thick latex and my skin, slowly trickling
down my legs to my pointed toes and working it's way up under the
corset. I am not worrying about the leakage - the full-body, thick and
incredibly tight latex suit they had so much fun stuffing me into
yesterday is sealed for the entire twenty-or-so-hour trip.
There are seven of us in the van - two couples, and two single guys,
all into bondage and sexual humiliation, and I am their full-time
anything-goes toy for the entire week - and judging by the amount of
various bondage and torture gear they packed into the van, it is going
to be a very busy week for me. But I can't complain - actually,
physically unable - because... this was my idea! This is something I
wanted, craved and dreamed of - and it was my condition that I would
have absolutely no say in or nave no control of what is going to happen
to me in that week, and, judging by the first several hours, I am going
to get my wish fulfilled, and than some!
They picked me up at my place in the morning, bringing the "road trip
outfit" they have chosen for me. They started by replacing my regular
butt plug with a huge remote-controlled one that had a bunch of wires
coming out of it, securing it with tight heavy latex gaff panty,
pushing my testies inside my body and tucking my penis between my legs
with it's head pressed against the contact pad glued to my taint, than
gluing the contact pads to my nipples, crotch and ass, connecting the
wires to them and testing it. After I was done crying, they, with
considerable effort, stuffed me into a heavy-latex full-body catsuit,
complete with gloves, socks and hood with open eyes, nose and mouth
holes. With some difficulty, they closed the zipper, stretching from
the top of the hood to the small of my back - and glued a strip of
latex over it to seal it completely!
Then they put me into a corset - beautiful, heavy rubber, steel-boned
affair, squeezing the squeals out of me as they tightened it until the
edges of the corset met, molding my figure to it's shape, confining me
in its inescapable embrace, making the shiny rubber figure in the
mirror even sexier. The heavy laces were tied in a dead knot and the
ends were cut off and melted into the knot, sealing me in.
A wide collar went around my neck, and my hands were stuffed into the
inflatable latex ball mittens, rendering them useless.
Then they laced me into the heavy latex ballet boots with no heels -
and glued the zippers just like they did on the cat suit and the
corset, removing my ability to stand or walk! I was now truly trapped
inside my tight rubber outfit, compressing every inch of my body,
making movements difficult, reduced to crawling on my knees and rubber-
balled hands.
The last piece was a heavy rubber hood with no eyeholes and a wide tube
extending into my mouth just past my teeth, keeping my mouth
conveniently opened for anything they wanted to do.
I was not permitted to take any of my own things.
As we started driving, they amused themselves for a while playing with
the remote control to my wired body, testing different settings and
combinations, making me moan in pleasure, twitch in surprise or wail in
pain. On the low setting everything felt great (masochist great, that
is), but as the intensity increased more and more, I was reduces to
wailing rubber doll, pawing uselessly with its balled hands at its
thick shiny latex skin.
Their next game was called "hound dog" - they tied my ankles to my
thighs and my balled wrists to my arms just below the armpits, making
in into a bizarre latex quadruped, and ordered me to crawl through a
moving van looking for a dick to suck or a pussy to lick. Spurred by
the electric shocks, I struggled against my bonds and torturously
confining corset to crawl on my stumped knees and elbows between the
seats, trying to find their crotches - and, in complete darkness and
with absolutely no skin exposed for me to feel my surroundings with,
this simple task became monumentally difficult - but' we had all the
time in the world, and, after a while, stumbling, panting and crying
from the electric shocks, I finally sensed the smell of a penis through
the overwhelming aroma of latex - and, feeling around with my stumped
elbows and poking my head pathetically around for a while, felt the
head of a penis slip in through the tube and touch my tongue. With
cheers and laughter, my head was promptly and forcibly impaled on a
raging, erect penis all the way into my throat up to the balls - and
left there, held in place by strong hands for me to choke and gag on -
and though I was riling in discomfort and humiliation, bound inside my
latex skin, my dick kept uselessly trying to swell, pushing against the
base of the plug, until finally rewarded by a jolt of electricity,
making me scream into the dick in my throat, which, apparently, felt
good for my torturer - for a while he kept pulling his long thick rod
out of my throat just enough to let me get a long-full of air, then
ramming it all the way in and activating the shocks... I spent quiet
some time between his legs, screaming impaled on his dick, until he
finally had enough, and, after vigorously fucking my throat, flooded my
mouth with his salty, smelly sperm.
Than, with the cum dripping out of my open mouthhole and trickling down
my throat, I was set off to continue my torturous, humiliating quest.
Next, I found a pussy and did my best to make it happy, which was
difficult in my bonds, so I was unceremoniously flipped over and my
masked face with the tongue darting out of the mouth hole was used as a
seat, almost suffocating me in the process.
As she rode my face, someone found it amusing to take advantage of my
exposed, perfectly flat latex crotch, flicking the head of my flattened
penis through the thick latex, making me scream and moan in pain and
surprise right into the pussy rubbing itself raw on my latex face.
She finally came, screaming loudly and trashing on top of my face,
squirting inside my mouth over and over again, and I had to swallow
quickly. Finally, panting and coughing, I was released and sent on the
rest of my shameful and torturous quest, spurred by slaps, shoves and
electric shocks, reveling in my helplessness, degradation and
humiliation.
The whole situation drove me wild with arousal, but at the same time,
even though I was over-stimulated with latex, bondage, confinement,
penetration and humiliation, I was not able not only to cum, but even
to get hard, making me extremely frustrated and ever-increasingly
hornier - with no possibility of release. My favorite state...
I found them all, even the driver, and, with the stomach full of other
people's fluids, I was untied and allowed to rest, strapped to a seat
with the rubber fallos inserted in my mouth hole, sitting impaled on a
butt plug, massaged by the mild electric shocks, which, at their lowest
settings, were almost pleasant.
I was so exhausted, that even in my extremely restricting and
uncomfortable position I managed to doze off. The fuel stop woke me up,
and I listened to their muffled conversation about the next driver -
apparently, everyone was tired and wanted to sleep - until someone
suggested to "let the sissy drive - we'll crank up the juice so she
would not wall asleep".
So they did. I was unstrapped from the seat, the top hood was removed,
and I saw that it was already dark. A large white ballgag was pushed
into my mouth, buckled up tightly around my head and locked. I was made
to crawl to the driver's seat and buckled up. The inflatable mittens
were removed, the "juice" cranked up, and, moaning and twitching
slightly, I drove off into the night. After a few miles, after them
made sure that I can safely drive, they got cozy and drifted off to
sleep.
So, here I am, driving in the night inescapably sealed inside a latex
fetish doll outfit, constrained and impaled, gagged, moaning and
twitching with the jolts of electricity delivered to my most sensitive
places, fluids slushing inside my tight latex skin, bound, abused,
humiliated, driving my tormentors to a secluded house in the middle of
nowhere, where they will spend a whole week doing anything they want
to me... And savoring every moment of it!
The night keeps rolling it's black asphalt under the black rubber of
the van tires and tight shiny curves of my outfit. I am driving the
speed limit - definitely do not want to be pulled over - and every car
passing me makes my heart skip a bit, because if they will look into
the driver window of an ordinary-looking van they would see a shiny
latex fuckdoll, corseted, gagged, riling in torturous pleasure behind
the wheel.
Thankfully it is dark.. But in a couple hours I would need to stop for
gas...
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