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PREDATOR AND PREY

It began with the advert in the contact section of one of the more popularfetish magazines.

Male submissive, rubber fetishist required by demanding

dominatrix. Serious applicants only. Must be healthy and

willing to undergo extensive and rigorous training in rubber

immersion and submissive slavery. Box 4994

Since an early age this had been his ultimate fantasy. He'd spend endlesshours fantasising about being overpowered by an imperious domina and forcedto serve her. He was now financially independent, but still alone and frustrated.Finally he decided to pluck up courage. There followed lengthy, detailed andintimate correspondence. He was aware that there were a lot of fakes out there- call girls and the like. He became nervous at the length and extent of MadameIsabel's questions. She wanted to know everything about him; his personal andmedical history, his financial status, his rubber wardrobe and his rubber experiencesand fantasies. He opened up over time, and she was understanding, for as sheexplained she too had to be careful. But he learned little of her in theiremail correspondence, while he emailed his life story to her.

Gradually they built up a trust, although he was aware that she knew everythingabout him and he very little about her. He recognised that he may be takinga risk, but then by now he was prepared to do that. And anyway, what's theworst that could happen to him? He was an able-bodied man that could take careof himself, certainly with a woman - domina or not. No, if it didn't work outthey would go their separate ways.

Finally, she advised him she would take him on for a ?test drive? over a longweekend. He was equally nervous and thrilled at this. He was to be preparedto meet her at his flat on Friday afternoon. She would move in and he wouldbe his rubber slave for the weekend. If it worked out mutually then they couldmove on from there. He was not to tell anyone ? as if he would ? no visitors,no phone calls; it was to be just the two of them. She would bring her ?equipment? andhe was to wear only rubber, all his ?normal? clothes were to be put away. Shehad all his measurements and she would bring along further apparel which shewrote he may or may not like. However he was to be her slave and it did notmatter what a slave thought.

He prepared the spare bedroom, got in food and on Friday afternoon nervouslyawaited her arrival. To please his Mistress he wore his skin-tight latex catsuitwith front zip from belly to neck. It had fitted gloves and feet and at crotchand arse removable oval sections attached by stud fastenings. It was colouredblack with red flashings down each side and fitted him like it was paintedon him. Already he was warm inside it. Its wrists, ankles and waist had reinforcedsections with embedded D rings. He'd chained his ankles and wrists (in front)before. Now he could perhaps venture further, with a woman he could trust.On time the phone rang and he nervously answered it.

?Are you prepared?? The voice was quite deep and cultured.

?Yes?Mistress.? He stuttered and buzzed her in. Through the peephole he sawa caped and hooded figure emerge from the elevator carrying a large tote bagover her shoulder. He opened the door and she moved past him without a glanceand dropped the bag in the hall. He could not see her face, obscured by thelarger hood. The voluminous cape in shiny black rubber went down to her ankles.He felt a stirring in his groin. She moved to the living room and examinedall around her.

?Mmm, quite tasteful. Come here and stand to attention, eyes lowered, whichis how you will always approach me. ? He did so, breathing in the heady aromaof her cape. Slowly she pulled back her hood, exposing her face. He almostgasped at her beauty. What amazed him was her age; she couldn't be more than25 or 26, much younger than he expected and younger than he with blonde straighthair pulled back in a loose pony tail at the nape of her long slim neck. Shehad bright blue eyes, gentle features and a small mouth with thin lips. Shesmiled at his reaction and slowly encircled him, appraising him critically.She felt his firm buttocks and he shivered. She noted the cover over his arse,nodding approvingly, then came round and was equally pleased to see the hardcock at his groin.

?Your photos didn't do you justice. I like to see a firm athletic body, itcan withstand punishment more.? She stared at him; he wanted to speak but heldit back. He wanted to tell her she was an apparition, a dream, a fantasy.

?Well this is not a social occasion, let's get to work. As I said in my emails,do as I command, always, speak only when spoken to, and please me ? always.Never question me ? never. You have no will, no opinion, you are not a person;you are simply an extension of me. Cross that line and you will incur my wrath.I don't play games, this is my life.? She had moved close to him, he lookedinto her face; it was not cruel, but confident, as if almost amused at herown power. He didn't doubt it for a second. He'd dreamed of this and now hewas to experience it.

Slowly, never looking away from him, she unzipped the cape and stepped outof it. He was not disappointed. She wore a long sleeved, high necked dressflared a t the waist to mid thigh. The top was black with a red skirt, wristsand collar. Over her mid-section was a heavily boned red and black corset witha series of metal buckles at the front. It was cinched brutally; she couldn'thave been more than 22 or 23 inches around the waist and it pushed her breastsoutwards at him. Her long legs were encased in shiny grey latex stockings,with even a seam down the back. Her feet were slipped into 4 inch high sharptoed stilettos. The hem of the skirt barely covered the top of the stockingtops. Her hands were covered in gossamer thin transparent latex gloves, sothin he could see her nail varnish. She grinned at his stunned reaction.

?You won't be getting any of this, but just to satisfy your curiosity.? Sheraised her skirt provocatively. She wore tight white latex panties, over blacksuspenders, high cut at the sides, so tight they pressed into her labial crease.He almost came with desire, his breath fast. She chuckled.

?You can do your worshipping later. But first to business. Your suit is agood base but there are certain slave adornments that are necessary, some ofwhich you will not like; but then you are my slave and your opinions are ofno concern.? He was a little nervous at this statement; she was very businesslikeas she lifted the tote bag and returned from the hall.

?The spare bedroom?? He nodded towards the room.

?Come.? She ordered and he followed her. She took little interest in the roomand as he stood by the bed she opened the bag and started pulling out things.His heart started to pound as she bent over ? the skirt raised above her stockings;and it pounded further when he saw what she had placed on the bed! She turnedround and caught him looking worriedly at her. She stood beside him.

?We have to get this fine male specimen under control now.? She smiled, enjoyingher dominance and smoothed her hands over his latex covered body.

?You realise there is no going back from this, all or nothing, my slave onmy terms.? He nodded hesitantly and thought, am I out of my depth? He was surehe would soon find out. She was having fun, almost flirting, knowing his fetishfor rubber and submission would overcome his fears.

?Kneel on the bed,? she ordered, ?bound and gagged, I almost get moist atthose three little words, a phrase so innocuous to the uninitiated but to us,well you know, don't you , it just gives us a shiver of excitement. To havea fit young man like you at my mercy, mute and submissive, bound and gaggedmmmm, yummy. So prepare yourself, slave to enter a new realm.? She slid behindhim; he could feel her breath on his neck. She drew his hands behind his back.

?I like your suit, all the D rings make my job of immobilising you all thatmuch easier. Although you're not going to give me any trouble, are you? Ifyou did you would pay for it later.? She folded his elbows behind his back.He did not resist although his heart was pounding. She attached each wrist'sD ring to the opposite arm's elbow, and now he was very effectively bound.Next came a 6 inch chain locking on his ankles.

He heard the clicks and wondered if there was a way out now. He could talknow before she gagged him, as surely she would. Images flashed through hismind - speak now ? back out now. No! This is what you've always fantasisedabout. But reality can be so different.

?This is the bit I really like, the fun bit, for me that is.? And she laughedaloud as she held up a large, very large ball gag in front of him.

?Open wide now.? He hesitated now; she sensed this and said with a questioningsmile.

?Yes??

?Look I think maybe?.

?No, no, slave it's far too late for that.? She pulled his chin down withone hand and firmly pushed the ball into his mouth. It was huge and she couldhardly get it past his teeth as he grunted his discomfort and tried to communicatewith her.

?Wider, slave, wider.?

?Arrgh.? He thought she would break his teeth, but she was an expert and init plopped.

?Mmm, mmm.? He glared at her but she ignored him as she pulled thick rubberstraps across his cheeks, under his chin, either side of his nose and overhis head. He slowly breathed through his nose, too late for communication now;he thought and sensed she was thinking the same as she smiled again at hisdiscomfort. Finally she was satisfied the straps were tight enough.

?Good, bound and gagged, just the way I like you. But we are not finishedyet, not by a long way.? He groaned as she pushed him forward on the bed. Hishead hit the pillow, his rear in the air. He groaned as he saw her pull ona single latex glove over her gossamer thin glove. She saw him looking at her.

?Oh, yes, your anal passage will always be plugged. A true submissive musthave a stretched arse to be abused by his mistress.? As she said this she showedhim a cock shaped dildo, 3 inches long and 1 inch in diameter, with a flangedbase plate next to a narrower neck which he knew his sphincter would grip.

?We'll start out with a fairly small one and work our way from there.? Shechuckled and smeared some lube over its shiny surface, then released the pressstuds off his arse cover. With an extra blob of lube she pushed her fingerin slowly; he winced and grunted.

?Oh, a virgin, eh? Well you'll be stretched wider soon enough. Some slaveseven get to enjoy it.? She wiggled her finger inside him and noticed that thepressure actually increased his hard-on.

?See, you're getting harder!? he grunted his shock and discomfort, but sheignored him and gently twisted and pressed the plug at his entrance. Initially,stupidly, he tried to clench.

?That won't help you, it's going in, slow or fast, either way, you are goingto get plugged.? He cringed as she slowly pressed it into him. Yes, he wasa virgin, he had fantasised about it, but this was a first. He felt he wasbeing split in two ? and this was a small cock! Finally, with her grippinghim round the waist with one arm and pushing in with the other, it was up tothe hilt and his sphincter, almost in relief, naturally squeezed and grippedthe neck, and the flange firmly against his crack. This would be no fun topull out either, he thought. She replaced the cover, pushing in the press studsas he winced, and removed her glove.

Then she rolled him over on his back and released his cock cover. The holewas only two inches in diameter and she roughly pushed her hand through, grippedhis balls and pulled them out. She looked divine towering over him and despitehis position he was rock hard. She took notice of this and stretching the hole,firmly gripped his cock and pulled it through. He screamed but the gag effectivelyreduced that to a mew. She leant back on her haunches.

?Well, you're a good size, for sure,? she leaned over him and drew her rubbercovered finger up and down the shaft, ?all the more to punish.?

She smiled again, no sign of cruelty at all, but he was starting to get worriedabout what she had in store for him now. As he was helplessly stretched outin front of her, his hard cock so exposed and vulnerable, he tried to pleadwith his eyes. She ignored this and knelt over him, showing him an 8 shapedmetal contraption of two rings joined in the middle and partly open at bothends. Attached at each open end were two smaller rings.

?These are your slave rings, not for around your wrists, or ankles or neck;oh no, these go around your cock and balls. They are self locking and justto make them a little more permanent I am going to cover the interlocking surfaceswith some fat setting epoxy glue!?

He began to wriggle now and tried to sit up. Very calmly she pushed him back,straddled his chest and pushed her rubber covered rump into his face. His headwas trapped between her ankles and she raised her skirt and clamped her backsideon his face, wriggling like a mother hen over her eggs until she was comfortable.As his mouth was full of the rubber ball gag he was forced to breathe throughhis nose which was flattened between her rubber covered cheeks.

While he struggled for breath, inhaling the rubber aroma mixed with her sweetaroma, part of him found this amazingly arousing. She giggled at his wrigglingattempts at escape ? he could only lift his knees as he desperately soughtair. He felt her lift his cock, place one ring at its base and squeeze thetwo curved ends together to form a perfect circle. Then lifting his balls shedid the same with the second ring, enclosing it around the base of his scrotum.She then carefully squeezed a drop of glue on the joins, which set almost oncontact and formed a perfect, smooth seal. Lying under her rubber cheeks herealized that barring a steel saw or very strong wire clippers, he was permanentlysealed. After rubbing her buttocks up and down his face she rose to allow himsome air and to view her handiwork. He saw the bright steel ring at his cock'sbase with a smaller ring dangling from it. A similar ring he could feel underhis balls. He was not stupid; he knew this was for a chain or a lead, or forpunishment.

She smiled down at him, her arms crossed over her jutting breasts. She wasvery pleased how it had all gone. Within 20 minutes of her arrival a young,strong, independent man had been reduced to a bound, gagged, plugged and ringedplaything. He was so naïve, just playing into her hands. She had to admithe was quite attractive. His cock was now flaccid, but was a good size. Therewas a look of alarm on his face (justifiably) and saliva was dribbling outof his mouth. She would enjoy training him, enslaving him. She smiled at thethought that he had no idea what would befall him.

To her, this was no game ? although she took great pleasure in it. As he triedto make himself more comfortable, not taking his eyes off her, she removeda small attaché case from the tote bag, opened it and laid it besidehim. She then straddled him again, this time facing him, her crotch almostin his face.

She smeared some ointment on her finger.

?This might hurt a little, so this will help. There should not be too muchblood, the ointment will help that too, and the septum is mostly gristle anyway.? Hegurgled into his gag and shook his head, saliva dripping down the sides ofhis face. She gripped his head between her knees and with her small fingerrubbed the ointment inside each nostril along his septum. Then with somethingthat looked like a pair of sharp edged pliers she prised apart his nostrilsand pushed the ends in. leaning over him, she carefully adjusted the position.He pleaded with his eyes and mewed into the gag, but she squeezed the handlesand he felt pain and the sound of gristle parting. She removed the pliers andwiped the septum with a coagulant on a small napkin. Satisfied there was littleblood she changed the head of the pliers to accommodate a stainless steel grommet,slid it into one nostril, passed it through the new hole, and then with thepliers pressed firmly to form two trumpeted ends to the tube, permanently affixingit to his septum. She leaned back on his chest, releasing her knees from besidehis head.

?There, that wasn't too bad, was it? You are now adorned by nose, cock andballs ? permanently. Males are often led by the nose, and you will be now!And by your cock! And no one will know the grommet is here, unless I fix aring to it. Actually I think I will do that now; you can be my prize stud bull,with a ring through your nose! She selected a ring from the attaché case,another half inch self locking one, leant over again, gripping his head betweenher thighs and slipped it through the grommet, snapping it shut, and turningit until the locking section was inside the tube. Then she rolled off him andadmired her handiwork.

He now realized he was getting way out of his depth! A little bondage, rubberenclosure and whipping had been in his mind. Maybe dressing as a maid and servinghis mistress. But now, in half an hour, he was hand and ankle cuffed, his arsedildo plugged, gagged, ringed and pierced. And she could do with him exactlyas she wished. Delectable though she was, a real beauty, she was clinicallyefficient, and cruel, and he was now her plaything.

For her, things were moving very well, she left him helpless on the bed andmoved through the apartment, considering her next move. Why wait, she thought?He seemed the perfect candidate; no ties, he had opened up very easily in theircorrespondence. She could whisk him away to her ?lair? and no one would bethe wiser. She was quite excited at the idea, at first she was going to checkhim out over the weekend and make a decision during that time, but things hadmoved on much faster than she had anticipated. She decided it was time to doit now! She had the transportation equipment downstairs in the van and it wasgoing to be dark soon, now was the time!

She slipped back into her cape, feeling the cool cling of rubber on rubber,pulled up the hood and taking his keys went downstairs. No one was in the street,so a lone figure pushing a large steel trunk on a dolly went unnoticed. Shelaid the trunk in the living room and opened it up ? she wanted to see hisreaction to it. From the inside she pulled out the travelling equipment shehad prepared ? just in case all went well!

She took off her cape and returned to the bedroom, he was lying on his sideand tried to rise as she entered. She pushed him back easily and jiggled hisnose ring; he flinched and she smiled at his nervousness.

?You've quite impressed me. From independent young man to gagged and bound,plugged and pierced slave in 30 minutes, and without much of a struggle. Maybein your heart of hearts this is what you have yearned for all along. But whatare you thinking of now, I wonder? Probably bitten off more than you can chew,and now there is more to come. I could see you were thinking of it as I gaggedyou, but now, well,? she smiled almost sympathetically, ?now it is just toolate, no going back to your comfortable little life here.? She took his limpcock in her gossamer thin glove and felt it harden immediately.

?Mmmm, is that me or the latex, I wonder? Maybe both, well we will have plentyof time to find out. You may not be pleased to hear this, but I have decidedto acquire you as my rubber slave?? she waited a couple of seconds as he staredmutely at her, while she gently fondled his now hard cock, ??permanently.? Hemmmffed into his gag, alarm on his face, this was not what he had envisagedat all. He pleaded with his eyes, surely this wasn't happening.

?When you become my slave, you give up everything to serve your mistress?andyou will. This cosy little arrangement of me here with you for the weekendwas really just a ruse, I'm afraid. When I take a slave it is on my terms.? Shereleased his stiff cock. ?You will learn to serve me daily, nightly, permanently,at my place. Your body, as you have already seen ? only a small amount though ? willbe mine to do with as I please.? She pulled him off the bed and stood him up;he glared at her, in anger and anxiety. She was unperturbed.

?Stay there.? She commanded, went to the trunk and returned with some clothesand equipment, throwing them on the bed.

?I'm going to ungag you now. I know there is a lot you want to say,? she smiled ?notthe least of which is that I have made a big mistake, well I'm afraid it isyou that has made the mistake and it is too late for any pleading, you arenow mine, so I don't want to hear a peep from you, or you will, I assure you,be severely punished. You have seen already what I can do.? She started tounstrap his head harness and with a cool look, as if to say, be careful now;she prised the huge gag from his mouth. He groaned with relief and thoughtif he should shout the building down, no; she would overcome him in a second.Perhaps he could reason with her. From the bed she took a full head rubbergas mask with back zip and reinforced neck. As she ordered him to lower hishead he looked at it worriedly, and began to say.

?Look, this has gone way beyond, look can't we be reas?.arrgghh??..mmff?mmm.?

?Yes, you've found the rubber dildo gag on the inside, very effective too.Breathe through your nose and you will be fine.? She pulled it tight behindhis head, which he tried to waggle from side to side; but she quickly drewthe back zip down, pulling the gag further into his mouth. The reinforced collar,with D rings at front, sides and back, was tightened behind him. He breathedin slowly, peering through the perspex lenses at her. She returned his look,and screwed a bulb to the front of the mask; he looked down and grunted intothe gag.

?This is just to make sure we don't here a peep from you.? And she squeezedthe bulb. The gag suddenly expanded in his mouth ? she was inflating it! Heshook his head from side to side but with a smile she gave it three or moresqueezes. When she finished he thought his jaw would break, he screamed intothe gag but all that came out was a faint mew, barely discernible. She seemedsatisfied with that.

?You look quite cute, like a little fly all in black. A fly caught foreverin my spider's web.? She then knelt down in front of him. What next, he thought?A blow job would be nice, for a change. But no, he peered down and saw herblonde head studiously attentive as she stretched a tight, thick condom overhis and then his balls. At the end there was a small hole through which shethreaded a long rubber tube and down through his cock inch by inch until hefelt it stopped, and then pushed a further inch. He screamed into his gag,it was really quite painful. At the end of the tube was a stopper valve whichdangled between his legs.

?We don't want any mishaps on our journey, which will take quite a while,so I have cathetered you. It's relatively painless and very efficient. Now,let's see how flexible you are.? She drew a short chain through the two D ringson his wrists, released them from their opposite elbows and before he couldmake a move raised them upwards. He yelped into his gag again; but she loopedthe chain through the ring at the back of the mask's collar and pulled harddown. His wrists were pulled hard together and up his back, until she was satisfiedthere was no more play. She padlocked the short chain back to the wrist rings.He could barely move an inch.

She released his ankle chain and led him, none too gently, to the living room,his catheter swinging bizarrely between his legs. On seeing the open steeltrunk, he mewed as loud as he could and turned pleadingly to her, shaking hismasked head. She shook her head, again almost sympathetically.

?It's far too late now, I'm afraid. You know, you brought this on yourselfand must now live with it. I didn't break in here, you invited me and now youwill pay for that. Now step into your travelling rig. Come on, move now!?

He stepped over the high side. There was room for him to sit, and he did so,feeling the dildo press further up his arse. She reached over and attachedthe end of the catheter tube to a connection in the box. Like a child in aplay cart he looked around himself, unable to do anything else. She then connecteda corrugated rubber hose to the front of his mask.

?You will be able to breathe all right, I don't want you dying on me, anddead slaves are no fun to play with at all! The air will be a bit rubber scentedwith the corrugated rubber, and you better get used to that as you will breathinga lot of that in the future.? He nodded ruefully; he could breathe fine, althoughit did have a rubbery perfume to it.

?Before I lock you away for your trip, I'll just spend a few minutes explainingto you tour immediate predicament and, perhaps more important, your new lifeahead. Well?? she sat on the edge of the box and looked down on him, ??thebox is solid steel, and the lid comes down and locks you in, for as long asI wish. Simple as that.? She smiled so innocently, he could hardly believehe had got into this position with such a young, seemingly innocent, woman.My God, he thought, talk about appearances being deceiving. She looked as ifbutter wouldn't melt in her mouth. She continued ? matter of factly.

?The catheter goes into the bag on the side here and the breathing tube tosmall holes under the straps. Now the ingenious part.? She smiled again. ?Theloose rubber around you is the best part. I don't want you bouncing aroundand announcing your presence, which would be rather embarrassing for me, soyou are in effectively a rubber cocoon. With this foot pump here I pump upthe double skinned rubber and compressing you into a nice tight ball. It'dalso good for you; it will evenly support you and take some pressure off yourarms ? a little anyway.? As she was saying this she had given the pump a fewpresses and he felt the cool rubber start to close in on him. Gradually itcovered his lower body, and only his knees, masked head and shoulders now appearedabove the encasement. She now stopped.

By now he was feeling pretty sorry for himself, his arms were sore, his arsewas stretched, his jaw was beginning to ache as the huge gag prevented anymovement, he could hardly swallow. He peered up at her as he breathed in therubber scented air. She was now very comfortable, she had completely immobilisedhim in less than an hour. He was entirely in her power.

?Now this trip will be quite long and time will travel slowly when you arein the dark confines of the box. But don't worry, I want you alive! I haveso much planned for you, and I have spent a long time, and quite a lot of money,planning it. Lucky to say I am quite well off and I live in the country, quiteisolated, so I can concentrate on playing with and punishing you, without fearof discovery.?

She continued to talk, almost ignoring him, occasionally looking down at him,as if at a specimen, helpless, mute, trussed and plugged.

?I haven't bothered to analyse my life, as to how I arrived here. No pasttrauma can explain my interests. They just evolved and you, my dear littlefly dropped right into my trap. It's good you are a latex freak, so am I soyou will gain some relief from your labours. You will serve me in all ways.I am a heterosexual; although vanilla sex has never appealed to me one dayI may allow you to fuck me, on my terms. But that is way off; I shall keepthat as a carrot for your good behaviour. I like corporal punishment so youwill be spanked and paddled regularly. I've always been interested in the SpanishInquisition and other methods of more subtle torture. They were too coarse,I like methods of sophisticated bondage, suspension, rack, pillory, the rockinghorse; I have a latex vacuum bed, you will like that. You will provide me withgreat entertainment.?

She moved closer to him, staring into his lenses and placed a hand under hischin, raising it

?You will be my slave for as long as I wish, I may discard you if and whenI choose. You have no choice or opinion in the matter. Now a little detail.Being my slave ? for however long ? I propose to brand you?? He tried to shakehis head, but it hardly moved. ?Oh yes, on your butt cheeks; painful but notlife threatening. That brand will remain for life ? ?rubber slave' I thinkwill do. Maybe there will be more brands later. Being in rubber all the time,total depilation is a must, much easier for pulling on tight rubber clothesand masks. I prefer full electrolysis; much better and more permanent thancreams. It will take longer and be probably quite a bit more painful, but thenwe have all the time there is and your discomfort is really not of any concernto me. You don't appear to be very hairy so it shouldn't take too long.?

She patted his rubber covered head and stood again, slowly walking aroundthe room. Despite his now resigned position he still could admire her beauty;in the tight rubber dress and stockings and gloves she was a fetishists dream,the problem was, for him it was turning into a nightmare.

?I shall bring your rubber clothes and other goodies with me; I can maybeincorporate some of them into your wardrobe. You should thank me for this anyway,when they realise you have disappeared of the face of the earth and come lookingfor you, you probably don't want them finding your rubber stash here, not thatit matters now anyway. Your nose ring was the first of several I have planned.Your ears and nipples will follow, them maybe your tongue and lips. We shallsee. You will be adorned ? ringed, pierced, branded and dressed as I choose.I had thought of having your vocal chords severed, but no, I love the sensationof slowly gagging a voice into complete silence ? the bulging cheeks, the startledand pleading eyes, the strained and faint mmming; it's very exciting, it reallyis. You will have your quarters; you will be fed well and exercised until yourbody is finely tuned for your punishments. I have a thing about enemas, I reallylike them ? clean in and out, I say. So you will receive a high colonic everyday.?

During this long speech, as she so clinically explained away his life, hesat in the trunk, all hunched up and barely able to move at all; wanting toscream, to plead, but with his mouth stuffed he could only look at her andponder his future. It had only been about an hour but now his life had changedforever ? forever. She seemed to sense his thoughts and sat again on the edgeof the trunk, hitching up her short skirt and looking down on him, she placeda hand on the side of his mask, smiling sympathetically.

?Your poor mind must be in turmoil; this is not quite what you expected. Whatis the phrase? Be careful about what you wish for, it may come true. Don'tworry too much, people get used to pain and discomfort, and think ? no moredaily stresses in the world ? your life will be controlled another, you haveto make no more decisions. Some would like that, and being controlled by abeautiful woman, dressed in rubber! You will have plenty of time to yourself,books, TV, DVD's, food drink, exercise,; everything except freedom and yourown will to choose. I'm going to check out your bedroom now and pack all yourrubber goodies.?

She patted him on the head like a child and from the tote bag opened out twofurther bags and, knowing he was completely immobile, coolly moved to the bedroom.He sat in the trunk, simmering in his own sweat, cathetered, gagged and pluggedin his arse, stunned at her long speech. His life as he knew it had now ended.He was to disappear forever, no more friends, family, colleagues; gone. Hehad brought this on himself, his endless fantasies; well now this was for real.Maybe she was right and he could glean some enjoyment out of his slavery. Thebondage and the rubber he had always craved, the rings were bearable, and hesupposed once healed the brandings would be just a mark. The depilation wouldbe all right, painful at first no doubt, but she was right in that it wouldlet the rubber run over his body smoother. Sucking on gags and a dildo up hisarse he would have to get used to, but it was not a matter of life and death.She had assured that he was no use dead! Well that was a relief. He decidedthat he would have to face the music and make as much of it as he could. Well,he really had no option! she returned to the room with two full bags.

?Wow, quite an impressive collection. I'll certainly be able to put all thisto use. I particularly liked the nurse's, schoolgirl's and nun's costumes.You never mentioned this in your emails, a rubber tranny! Well, we can havefun with them; I can even wear some of these. I have also included your bodybag and the inflatable cocoon, and all the masks you have. I didn't realizeyou were that into it, well, we will have a ton of fun with all these. Nowwhat I am going to do now is search your apartment and remove anything thatmight connect you to me ? clean your hard drive of the emails and so forth.It should take a while so make yourself comfortable.? She chuckled.

?I see you have a number of personal possessions and there is plenty of roomin the van for those. I am not made completely of stone, you know. I want aproud slave not a miserable one. You may find this difficult to understandright now?? She sat by him again and smoothed her hand over his masked head. ?Buta slave/ mistress relationship is, strangely, a partnership. The mistress willmete out punishment for transgressions and the slave will learn to accept it ? andmaybe even crave it one day. A good slave will take pride in his position andin his acceptance of hardship and pain, from that he gains his mistress' respectand?yes?love. I look forward to our learning experiences together. I'm sureyou will fight at first and I will fight too, and I will win, I will alwayswin. Accept and be proud of your submissive position and you will gain pleasureby pleasing me. Who knows what that will bring us both in the future? I thinkit is very exciting, for both of us - really.?

She was silent for fully a minute, looking down on his shiny dome barely moving,trying to see behind the lenses and into his thoughts. He did not strugglenor wriggle, nor even say anything; he was for the moment resigned to his fate.She leaned over and raised his mask and gently kissed him on either side ofhis mask; then she placed a hand on his head and gently lowered it into thesurrounding rubber. She kissed his shiny dome and lowered the lid. Pressingdown, she locked the trunk, trying to imagine his thoughts in the sweaty, stygiandarkness. Then she pressed down on the foot pump again.

In his own personal womb, his mind was on what she had said at the end. Itwas confusing and yet oddly encouraging. His mind racing, he felt the rubbercocoon slowly compress in on him, pushing down and in, more and more, seekingout any cavity. Soon he could not move an inch, even breathing was a littlestrained, but at least he was supported by the firm mattress. He felt almostas if he was suspended. The pumping stopped and he tried to relax, to breatheeasier and to accept his fate.

Outside she unclipped the valve and capped the entry hole. It was under anotherstrap and barely visible. Without close inspection it was just a travellingtrunk. She leaned down and felt the air slowly pass in and out of the breathinghole. The breathing was silent, yes, it was all quiet now.

On the one hand she was very excited; her man was thoroughly enslaved; mummified,plugged and pierced. Everything had gone perfectly, the domina was dominant!Yet, if truth be told a small part of her was a bit nervous, and perhaps, evenmore strangely, a little sad. She looked around his apartment; he seemed likea nice guy ? although they hadn't exactly had any conversation! But you cantell a lot about a person from the way he lives. His flat was tasteful andas she went through his belongings, clothes, books, CD's files, personal effectsshe realised she was snuffing all this out. Effectively she was killing offthis person ? and creating a new one.

So she herself had taken on a tremendous responsibility; his existence, wellbeing and in fact life was now dependant on her. No longer would he have friends,family or colleagues; they would all be replaced by her ? alone. Like havinga pet, a large demanding pet ? or a child ? she was now in complete controlof this being. Yes, she was very excited; the dressing, the immersion in rubber,the body modifications, the borders between reward and punishment ? she hadplanned this for many years. But her freedom too would to a certain degreebe restricted. They were now bound together!

She stacked all his rubber fetish and bondage books, videos and magazinesby the door. They were in four boxes already. He was obviously a serious fetishist,who would get them off to a good start; she didn't see why he couldn't be allowedsome enjoyment in private; maybe she would join him later! She also packedsome personal mementoes and other books; she didn't think this was sentimental,just good practice. Although he was to be a slave to be abused and punishedfor her pleasure, she would not deny him the basic comforts.

Over the next two hours she rummaged around the flat, seeking out hiding places,but apart from the extensive rubber clothing, the books and magazines and videos,this young, handsome (he was!) man seemed to be completely ?normal?.

She took all the boxes on a dolly down to the van, again wearing her capeand again, perhaps surprisingly, met no one. Then she took the three heavybags, and thought there was enough rubber to last a lifetime. She returnedone last time, removed her cape and sat on the trunk, thinking that six inchesfrom her rump was her rubber held captive! Within a period of three hours alife had changed, had ended, and that life was to be transported in this rubberwomb to a new life, a life that she controlled.

After all her exertions she was tired, and wet. She felt sweat within herbreast cups as her boobs slithered inside them. She felt sweat under her stockingsand gloves and, most noticeably in her tight panties, feeling them slide overher bum and pussy. And it was not just sweat. In all the excitement and nervoustension she was clearly aroused.

She was nervous, excited and horny all at the same time. She had a long driveahead of her, but a reward was at the end. She looked down at the trunk; ifshe was sweaty, then what about poor him! Yes, she had plans for him, but hecould provide her with an impetus, inspire her. She had spoken honestly tohim. Although young and inexperienced (she had lied there!) she wanted to bean efficient and fair mistress, one that eventually a slave would willinglyserve. A slave must know the boundaries always, obedient behaviour would berewarded, but she did hope that he would fight her on occasion; the idea ofbranding another human with her mark was very exciting, as was piercing andringing.

She smiled again as she sat on her prize; she then thought of when she squeezedthe dildo between his firm buttocks, that was a whole lot of fun and it madeher moist just thinking of it. She thought she performed the grisly piercingwell; she was not queasy at all and liked the feeling of placing the ring throughhis nose to give him a real sense of his slavery.

She thought of her house in the country, not a big place by any means butwith plenty of land, and plenty of privacy! She had great fun in creating his ?dungeon? ? thetiled floor, insulated rubber covered walls, gyn/ob chair, whipping post, rack,vacuum bed, his rubber sheeted bed with all the restraints, the hospital gurneyand all the medical and restraint equipment. Half the fun was getting it, nowshe could use it!

She smoothed her hand over the trunk, imagining him in his rubber prison.She now knew her future, but he did not know his. He would be well cooked whenshe got him out later, in the early morning, and got to work on him! She feltbetween her legs and pushed her finger into the thin rubber at her lips, shecould almost come now. She thought of his cock, a good size, she wanted topunish it, she had already ringed it. She didn't think of it inside her, notyet anyway, if they were going to have ?sex? then it would be on her termsand definitely not vanilla. She prepared to leave; she turned everything offin the apartment, her rubber gloves perfect protection against fingerprints.She pulled the cape over her shoulders and drew the hood over her head. Shepatted the trunk.

?Say goodbye to your home and old life, dear slave.? She said quietly (hewould not hear her) and squeezed the dolly under the trunk. She opened hisdoor, checked the corridor and then, with his keys locked the door and pressedfor the elevator.

?Looks like valuable cargo.?

She almost leapt out of her skin - or her rubber clothes. Beside her was alady of perhaps 70, well dressed and well groomed, with coat and walking stick.

?Are you helping James move out??

?Yes, you could say that?er, I mean yes, I'm taking some?er..valuables awayfor him, stuff he doesn't need any more.? Oh god, she thought, where the hellis the elevator?

?Such a nice man, but very private, you know, no one knows what he gets upto. I hope I am not prying, you are so very pretty and I love your cape andhood - so mysterious, have you known him long??

?No, no actually, but I expect?er..James and I will get to know each otherbetter in the future.?

?Oh good, you look like a girl who can handle herself, don't let him bossyou around now. Women nowadays have to be more assertive, stick up for themselves.? Shepatted the trunk with her stick, and smiled conspiratorially.

?That's quite the trunk; you could fit a person into that. Are you sure youare not smuggling him away with you to your lair, to have your way with him?.ohforgive me my dear, an old lady with a fertile imagination, far too many mysterynovels.?

?No, no that's all right?...do I look like a person who would spirit someoneaway to my lair then?? The elevator finally came and they got in.

?Oh, I don't know, but if you were, then I would say that he would be a verylucky man!?

?Well, thank you?if I do decide to kidnap a man and take him to my lair, thenI shall advise him as to how lucky he is, although he may not agree.?

?Then you will just have to persuade him, my dear.? She smiled sweetly again.They got out of the elevator and she went to the loading dock, leaving theold lady in the hall, who turned and said.

?Well it has been nice talking to you. I don't know if we will meet again,but all the best.?

?Thank you, and to you.?

?Oh, and one thing, silly me, it is not James but John, isn't it. But youalready know that don't you, my dear? I am so forgetful; I'll probably forgetthis conversation by tomorrow.?

She looked at the trunk again as she began to wheel it away.

?You will look after him now, won't you? Bye.? And she left with a smile.Christ, she thought, rumbled by a little old lady ? but some lady though! Sheopened the back of the van and with the help of a winch lifted the box intothe back, closed the door and got in the drivers seat. Her heart was pounding,and it wasn't the corset! Her crotch was wet and her nipples hard, she wasexcited even at the thought of discovery!

Now it was time for the drive back, and in the back a full grown man, enslaved,entombed, plugged and gagged, pierced and cathetered ? all by her. She feltquite proud of herself. She pulled out into the light traffic and made herway carefully. She chuckled at the thought of being pulled over by the cops ? ?andwhat have you got in the back, miss.? They wouldn't believe her even if shetold them, would anyone?

?Oh, yes miss, very funny, a bound, gagged, pierced man cocooned in rubber,and you are going to turn him into your slave, very funny, miss, now on yourway and don't waste our time.? She laughed out aloud, and then thought of thereality.

A pretty young girl living in her secluded house, enslaving a red bloodedmale; branding, piercing, gagging, spanking, depilating and rubberising him.

No, not a chance anyone would believe that, not ever. Would they?