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Adventures in Rubber part25

Thursday, April 30th, 2009

unpack yourself, I’m afraid, the mistress wants her bath about now.”

She lowered her voice to a whisper. “I’ll be back later.” She gave him
a quick taste of her tongue and a brief squeeze at his crotch and was
gone, leaving only the memory of her rubber-covered breasts pressing
against him.

Jason stood bewildered in the middle of his room for a moment, and then
began to unpack.

He decided to make use of the drawers and the wardrobe, and began
carefully folding and stowing what he’d brought, both the kinky and the
mundane. He noticed one of the drawers was locked. When he’d
finished, and was ready for bed, it was almost an hour later. Since
she hadn’t showed up yet, he decided to look for Mandy to ask what time
they usually got up. Forgetting her warning about “wandering around”,
he headed out to explore.

At a door half way down the hall, he stopped, hearing soft moans from
within. Not really wanting to peep, he did anyway, peeking past the
half-open door. It was obvious where the noise was coming from, but it
took him a few moments to figure out exactly what was going on. It was
a bizarre scene.

Mandy was sitting astride what looked like a child’s wooden
‘rocking-horse’, although few children had hobby horses like this one.
Flora was strapped into a harness under the seat, inside the open-frame
“body” of the horse, her body arched back, and her legs bound to the
rockers in a kneeling position. Her arms were laced behind her into a
tight leather armbinder which was attached to the harness at her
waist. Her head was laced into a tight leather helmet the face of
which was attached to the bottom of the saddle. Unable to move, she
was forced to service her mistress as she rocked back and forth.

Mandy was moaning again. “Yes, give me your tongue, you little slut,”
she husked. Jason was shocked.

Flora was moaning too, and from her sounds might have been enjoying the
proceedings as much as Mandy. Mandy was still wearing the white
leather bootsuit, and for a moment Jason wondered how she could be
enjoying it so much. Then he remembered the unexplained crotch fitting
he had seen earlier. It must be a removable patch, he thought.

Presently, Mandy finished and rose from her seat, breathing hard,
flushed and smiling. Jason thought that to be a prudent moment to
leave, and returned as quickly and quietly as he could to his room.

-=*=-

Jason lay in bed between latex sheets, somewhat stunned. He wasn’t
exactly offended by what he’d seen, rather to his surprise he was
terribly aroused. His hand moved unconsciously to his cock. He had
wanted to join them. He imagined himself in Floras place, and he
wondered at this, because it excited him terribly.

He drifted off to sleep hearing Mandy’s cries of lust in his mind.

When Jason awoke, it was pitch black, and for a moment, he knew only
that he was NOT in his own bed. Then the events of the day came back
to him. He lay still for a moment, wondering what had awakened him.

“Jason?” a disembodied voice called softly.

Dimly, her realized he knew that voice, but couldn’t place it.

“Who’s there?” he asked, reaching for the bedside lamp.

The figure revealed in the sudden light made him wonder if he was still
dreaming. A totally hairless android with large, high-set breasts and
a slender waist stood next to the bed.
…End of the part25. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part24

Wednesday, April 29th, 2009

I love to see it on you. But you should have asked me to help, I know
how difficult those laces are.”

“I managed, as you can see,” Mandy replied primly. “I’m glad you like
it, Jason,” she added, heading for the bar. She picked up her drink
and sniffed it. “Stolychnaya? ” she inquired of Flora.

“Of course. With white pepper, the way you like it. Shall we toast
our guest, mistress?”

“But yes!” Mandy exclaimed, “Here’s to Jason, may his latex never lose
its shine, and may he love all that he learns here!”

Mandy drained the slender vodka glass at a gulp and sighed. “Ahh! That
hits the spot. Oh! Jason, you have to call your office, remember? You
promised you’d stay for a week.”

Jason looked thoughtful.

“I tell you what,” he said, “after what I’ve just seen, I know how I
want to spend my vacation. I’m going to take two weeks off, if it’s
alright with you.”

“Of course it’s alright with us! Don’t be silly. Oh, damn. You can’t
call now, it’s four in the morning, and tomorrow’s Saturday. Can you
call in early Monday morning?”

“No problem, I can just leave a message with the answering service.
I’m kind of my own department anyway, and I finished my last coding
project a week ago. Where’s your phone?”

When Jason had made the call, Mandy took him by an arm, and indicated
that Flora should take the other.

“Well, Jason, would you like the nickel tour or do you just want to
sack out? I imagine you’re eager to see your bed after the long day
you’ve had.”

Jason tore his eyes away from her figure. “Why ah, yes! Thanks! A bed
would be good,” he managed to say. They trooped up the wide, curving
front staircase, three abreast.

At the end of a teak-paneled hallway, she opened a set of ornate double
doors. “These will be your rooms. Bathroom on the left, wardrobe and
dressers on the right. Oh, and there’s a surprise on the bed, it’s
just for special occasions, we can change them for satin later. Flora
will get your bags. I’ll be back later to check on you.” She paused
in the hall, one hand still on the doorframe. “Oh, and if you need
anything, I’d rather you didn’t go wandering around…just use the bell
pull there.” She nodded toward a tassled embroidered tape, hanging
next to the bed.

When they had left, Jason wandered around his room, bemused by it’s
lavish appointments. Rather than closets, a huge cherry armoir took up
most of one wall, with an equally large matching chest of drawers on
the oppposite wall.

The walls were hung with burgundy velvet curtains, the floor was
carpeted with a deep pile in the same color, and the french four-poster
bed was hung with more velvet curtains.

The place looked like a sultan’s palace! Wondering what the surprise
was, he inspected the bed. He was delighted to find it covered in
sheets of soft amber latex rubber topped by a thick comforter of shiny
black latex. He wondered how he’d ever get to sleep in sheets like
that. He noticed that the upstairs was a little on the chill side,
though, and he hoped it would be enough to keep him from sweating badly
in all that rubber.

Flora trudged in, puffing, with his trunk and valise. “You’ll have to
…End of the part24. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part23

Tuesday, April 28th, 2009

“Incredible,” Jason sighed, “no wonder you seemed distracted at the
party.” Her panting in his ear, and the feel of this strange hardness
between her legs had really worked him over. Despite his determination
to remain a gentleman, he had become equally determined to obtain
release, whether with Flora or with Mandy, at this point he hardly
cared.

“It’s really trouble when I move,” she said, “I can ignore it when I’m
sitting. When I want to, that is.” She squirmed her derrier around
for his amusement. “Of course, I couldn’t hear well, or say anything
at the party, because of the mask and gag. I felt wonderfully helpless,
and seeing you in those pants made me horny as hell. You have great
buns, you know.”

She began massaging his crotch through his rubber jeans. Jason was
worrying that he might cum in his pants when they heard footsteps
coming down the stairs.

“I’ll visit you tonight,” Flora whispered, and gave his ear a parting
nibble before she moved away from him to sit in one of the reading
chairs.

“I hope you two are getting on alright,” Mandy called out from the
landing. She winked at Jason as she walked in the room. “She hasn’t
molested you too badly I hope. You’ve only just got here, and I’m sure
you’re tired after all that booze and dancing.”

Jason could say nothing in reply, he just stared. His high school love
had been transformed. Before him stood five feet and ten inches of
full-flowered womanhood. She had donned a complex-looking catsuit of
white patent leather that completely covered her body except for her
face. Her head was covered by the attached hood, fitted skin-tight,
that laced at the sides, the lacing continuing down along the sides of
her neck, disappearing under her cape. The lines of lacing re-appeared
from under her arms, and curved inward along matching graceful lines to
pass over the hips and down the front of her legs to her toes, laced
tightly all the way down.

Her cupped breasts peeked out from the folds of a floor-length black
latex cape with a high-backed ‘Dracula’ style collar. “How do you like
it?” she asked.

Jason was floored. She looked like something out of one of his wet
dreams. He had seen catsuits like this in a European fetish magazine,
but having her here, walking around, talking to him…it was hard to
believe after all his lonely years.

“It’s… it’s wonderful!” he stammered. “You look like…scratch
that. You ARE a goddess. You look as if you’d been poured into it.
My god, Mandy, you’ve really outdone yourself. I guess, I guess I
hadn’t realized until now that you’ve become a woman. All these years
I’ve remembered you as a high school girl, and now… well, you’re a
very beautiful woman, Mandy.”

She glowed at his worshipful praise, removed the cape, and pirouetted
for them. Jason saw that the suit was tightly laced down the arms, and
at the front and back of the waist, as well. In fact, he recognized
boning in that waist- it had a built in corset! It pulled her figure
into a fantastic hour-glass shape.

The breast cups of the suit were hand-tooled to resemble nude breasts
with the nipples standing out. The boots had five inch heels and were
part of the suit, laced tightly from the toes to the tops of her
thighs, where they joined smoothly at the hip.

There was some kind of black fitting nestled in her crotch, but he
couldn’t figure out what it was.

“Really, Mandy, it’s the nicest outfit you own,” Flora added, “you know
…End of the part23. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part22

Monday, April 27th, 2009

except for a few twinges of jealousy, I’ve really been looking forward
to meeting you. Mandy said that when you guys met, back in high
school, wasn’t it? that she wasn’t really kinky yet- that she just
liked dressing sexy. I guess her parents were very kinky though- it’s
no surprise she is the way she is.”

Jason smiled. “She is a very pursuasive woman,” he observed. Flora
seemed to want to talk, so he’d let her. Moreover, she seemed to be
going somewhere with the topic, and he was curious where she would end
up.

“She completely subverted me, that’s for sure! When we met, my idea of
dressing for pleasure was solely based on looks- what you could buy
from Frederick’s. I thought that kinky meant oral sex. Everything
she’s introduced me to, I’ve loved! Every so often though, she’d
mention you. Maybe you don’t realize it, but I think that deep down
inside, she really fell hard for you.”

“Yeah, well, I can tell you I was pretty crushed when she had to move
to DC,” Jason replied. “She seemed almost indifferent, though.”

“Don’t sell her short! She’s a very tough lady, and she’s great at
hiding her true feelings.”

“Um. Well, I’m flattered that you thought of me,” Jason said. “And
may I say, that I am very glad to have met you, too. Do you have any
idea how rare it is to find women with fetishes like this? Most of us
rubber nuts are men.”

Flora smiled, looking up through her eyelashes at him, and closing the
distance between them. She seemed to be shifting her weight quite a
lot now, as if something was making her nervous.

“You’re the first man who really liked our costumes for themselves,”
she said, “not just because they were on a female body. That’s very
refreshing, at least from my point of view. As for this damn chastity
belt, it’s actually quite nice at first, but it gets to be distracting
after a while.”

She licked her lips slowly and deliberately.

“I should say so,” said Jason, taking her hands in his. “You’ve
certainly been distracting me for some time now. How do you think _I_
feel? I get turned on this way too, you know, and I’ve been wearing
these tight latex knickers for half a day now.”

Her only answer was to take one of his hands in hers, smiling at him.
Jasons eyes grew wide as she pulled one of his hands under the flounces
of her rubber skirt.

“What if she comes back?” he whispered. She ignored him, pressing his
hand into her crotch. “Flora!” he whispered fiercely, if Mandy finds
us like this…” Her eyes were closed. Jason’s hand touched something
hard and smooth beneath the concealing folds of the rubber.

She ignored his questions.

“See?” she breathed. “It completely covers the important parts, like a
girdle. It’s made of rawhide leather, molded to me while it was wet,
then dried and laminated with latex.” With his hand pressed under
hers, she was moving the front of the chastity belt up and down
slightly, probably all the movement the tight-fitting appliance would
allow.

She leaned forward to whisper some more, her breath hot and moist in
his ear. “But it’s not unpleasant to wear, oh no. You see,
Mandy…ahh… didn’t want me to get bored, so she installed a pair of
thick rubber dildoes in it, and there are…mmmm…. a bunch of little
rubber fingers right over my clit. Ohh, I can’t quite…ah, damn!” she
exclaimed softly. “It’s just barely too tight to let me get off.”
…End of the part22. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part21

Sunday, April 26th, 2009

creation,” she answered. She minced over to him with the drinks,
giving him an excellent lesson in the difficulty of walking in stiletto
heels.

“It’s quite decadent really. We have several bedroom suites, a
hot-tub, a sauna, a recreation room, and Mandy’s added some very comfy
refinements, like this library. There are reading nooks all over the
house, too. We’re both book worms, I’m afraid. We’ve been very happy
here.”

“You didn’t look very happy when she took that mask off you,” he
countered.

“Oh, that’s just part of the game,” she said. “I can’t admit that I
didn’t really mind whatever she’s done to me, or she’ll just try to
make it worse the next time.

She looked shyly at the floor. “I like being in that sort of costume,”
she said and looked up into his eyes. “And I gather you do too.”

“Uh, well, I’m not into wearing dresses, if that’s what you mean, but,
yeah.” I’ve been into rubber and latex for… well for a long time.
You see, I wasn’t shocked at your outfit, just the mask. It’s some
kind of bondage helmet, isn’t it? I’ve seen them in magazines, but I
thought that was just for sado… sadomasochists. I mean, you guys
aren’t into pain are you?”

Flora looked amused. “Weeelll, I’m not really into the heavy whipping
and stuff, but a little discomfort, fr’instance, if it’s part of
bondage, I don’t mind at all. And minor pain, like… well, anyway,
minor pain is okay, it kind of reminds you that you’re alive, and that
you’re playing with power. Sure, Mandy and I, we do some pretty wild
things. Some things that might shock you.”

“But you’re not into say, whipping?”

“The closest I ever came to REAL pain were my piercings, and they were
over so fast, I hardly felt it.”

Jason gave her a blank look. “Piercings?” he inquired.

She smiled and licked her lips. “I’ll show you sometime, if I can.
I’d show you now, but Mandy’s got me locked in this damned chastity
belt.”

Jason looked shocked. “Chastity belt! That’s so Victorian! Surely
she doesn’t mean to keep you from, from…” he trailed off,
embarassed. He realized that the drink was loosening his tongue, and
he’d have to be careful.

Flora looked slyly sideways at him. “Oh don’t be such a prude. I
don’t know how long you knew Mandy, but she’s changed since you guys
were kids. She’s just not that impressed with most men. She says she
wants to keep me for herself, and frankly, I don’t mind. Most men are
such… well, prudes when it comes to dressing for pleasure. As far as
they’re concerned, dressing kinky is just dressing sexy, so it’s fine
for women, but otherwise, it’s for `sissies’. And then there’s the
macho attitude of most males… phooey.”

Jason noticed her shifting her weight back and forth a bit, her hips
swaying in a slightly provacative manner. He tried to concentrate on
the topic at hand.

“Uh, she doesn’t seem to mind me,” he said. “You know, we go back a
long way, Mandy and I. She’s the reason I got into the rubber thing in
the first place.”

“Okay, I have to admit it,” Flora said. “Mandy’s told me all about
you. I got kind of jealous, for a while, because she was tracking you
down, planning…well, I’m not sure what she was planning. Anyway,
…End of the part21. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part20

Saturday, April 25th, 2009

That chest was heavy. Do you by any chance have something cold and wet
for a man dying of thirst? If you’ll point me toward the bar…”

“Just a minute.” Mandy was doing something at the maids collar. “I
promised I’d take Flo… uh, Marion’s mask off as soon as we got
home… There!” she exclaimed, and with a flourish, removed the dark
wig from the maid’s head.

“Mask?” Jason queried, “But she’s not wearing…”

“Shush! Watch and learn,” she admonished. She pulled at the maids
neck, and began peeling a strip of flesh colored tape from the other
woman’s neck. Beneath it were fine, closely spaced laces running up
the back of her head!

As these were loosened, Jason it became clear what had been wrong with
the woman’s eyes. Her head was completely enclosed in a skin-tight
thin rubber sheath, molded and colored to closely immitate a woman’s
head and face.

With makeup over it, it had looked quite natural. Only the hapless
woman’s eyes had shown through carefully shaped holes in the face. As
Mandy peeled the hood off the woman’s head to the front, a pretty,
young face was revealed.

“Jason, allow me to introduce Flora, my house mate.”
Jason looked on in amazement as Mandy gently removed a rubber balloon
gag from Flora’s mouth, and finished removing the mask. Her real face
was remarkably similar to the face of the mask, although a little
flushed-looking. Jason guessed that the mask had been molded from her
actual features.

Flora blinked, sputtered and licked her lips several times. “Ahh.
Roowaah. Christ, Mandy, did you have to leave it on so long? I
thought I’d die of thirst!”

Jason stared as Mandy finished removing Flora’s restraints. Flora had
quite a pretty face, if not quite up to covergirl standards, and the
tight rubber maids’ dress emphasized her hourglass figure.

“Incredible!” he murmured.

“Oh, this is nothing,” Mandy said, “we’ve done things much more
interesting, haven’t we, my dear?” Flora blushed.

“Umm, Flora, you must be pretty brave to wear a rubber mask like that
for so long,” Jason commented, “it must have been very uncomfortable.”

Flora smiled. “A little, but I don’t mind. After a while, my face
does get a little numb, but that’s okay. Actually, this one fits like
a second skin. A friend of Mandy’s makes latex masks for the movie
industry, you know- zombies and such. He made this one for us. And
believe me, I’ve worn much more uncomfortable things. I’m actually a
bit of a pig when it comes to hoods and helmets. It feels good to have
my head wrapped in a tight rubber hood. I can’t explain it,” she
finished lamely. “Of course,” she added, “Mandy knows I like them, so
she’s always trying to make them more difficult to wear.”

“OR… I just leave her in it for eight hours or so,” Mandy put in.
“If it’s a severe enough hood, that usually wears down her resistance.”

She got up from the couch. “Why don’t you fix us some drinks, Flora,
while I ahh, slip into something more comfortable, as they say.” She
disappeared up the stairs.

While Flora got creative with ethanol and ice, Jason looked around the
paneled sitting room. “This is really quite some place you have here.
Mandy’s father must have had quite a flair for luxury.”

“Oh no, he had nothing to do with it. This is entirely her own
…End of the part20. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part2

Friday, April 24th, 2009

personal grooming habits would have shamed a wino. There appeared to
be no females there with good looks, good taste, and intelligence in
the entire city of St. Louis.

Moreover, his social skills seemed somehow lacking when dealing with
girls- they seemed to him almost an alien race, with quite different
needs and goals than he. Due to an early divorce, Jason had grown up
without a father, and somehow his mother had never graced him with any
dating skills.

After two years of unsuccessful attempts at conversation with
empty-headed Madonnawannabes, and a few aborted dates, he overheard a
conversation between his chemistry teacher and Mandy Rafool. She was
discussing the relationship between what she had learned in physics
class to the current discussion of valences in chemistry. He would
never have imagined! He had seen her around for quite awhile and like
every other guy in school had been fascinated with her pretty face,
tight jeans and sweaters, and astonishingly mature body.

And like every other guy in school, he had noticed that she was
conspicuously without a boyfriend. But he’d assumed from her good
looks and her retinue of bimbettes that she was yet another bimbo
herself. She was two years older than he, a senior, a cheerleader and
she seemed like a daddy’s-little-girl type who never lacked for
anything, yet he had fallen hard, and he resolved to win her heart.

For the next six months he secretly bought all the magazines the girls
at school seemed to worship, and studied. In Seventeen, he learned how
a ‘real cool dude’ walked, talked, and dressed. In Young Model, he
read about the things every teenage girl supposedly wanted in a
boyfriend. In Cosmo, he discovered what sort of sex ‘every’
sophisticated, mature woman ‘wants to have’.

And, finally, after screwing his courage to the sticking point, he’d
asked her for a date.

She’d accepted! Actually, when he first spoke to her she’d laughed and
walked off with her friends, but then right after school, he had found
her sitting on the hood of his car. She told him she was sorry, that
she’d actually thought him cute when they first met, but his inept
approach had ‘forced’ her to rebuke him, lest her girlfriends think her
‘easy’. Considering how she domineered her peer group, he thought it
more likely that she only feared a loss of control, but didn’t dare
risk such a rebuke. He was in love… or lust, which was about the
same to him at that age.

“Well, aren’t you going to drive me home?” she’d demanded. At last, he
had thought to himself, a girl who takes the lead. As they talked,
sitting in his car in front of her house, he discovered with delight
and a certain relief that she did have a brain after all. The vast
majority of the attractive girls, at least, seemed to believe that
brains and education were anathema to becoming a model, which every one
of them except Mandy seemed to want. She told him she was getting
straight A’s except in Home-Ec, which she loathed, and that she had
already decided to become an investment broker!

He asked her why she had no boyfriends, why she had picked him. Her
reply astonished, and then warmed him. It seemed that she too, was
turned off by empty-headed football jocks suffering from what she
called testosterone poisoning. She seemed surprised and delighted that
he was on the swimming team, yet was also an intelligent student. Then
she shocked him by revealing that she had not only dated a few of those
football jocks, but had sex with several, and found them to be boring,
self-centered lovers.

At his stunned look she added, “Oh, don’t look so shocked. There’s
nothing wrong with having sex early, although you could never prove it
by those immature fools I run with. I’m not stupid, I use condoms, I
play it safe.

…End of the part2. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part19

Thursday, April 23rd, 2009

“Jeee-zus! What are you doing for a living these days? You didn’t
tell me you were loaded now.”

“You didn’t ask. I’m sorry to say that I didn’t earn all of it. My
father passed away several years ago, leaving me his company holdings
and enough liquid assets to build this place.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know. If there’s…”

“Oh, it’s alright. It was sudden and painless. In any case, I made
quite a bit on my own in the market, but the inheritance allowed me to
retire earlier, and with quite a bit more income. I really don’t have
an interest in business anymore, so I have accountants and lawyers run
the consulting firm. I get about half of the profits. It lets me
pursue my interests in privacy and comfort, and if I’m careful with my
funds, I can almost live extravagantly.”

Driving up the lane revealed a large and picturesque cottage style
country house. It was completely dark, not a single light in any of
the windows.

“You two live here alone?” Jason asked, “You should at least leave a
light on.”

“Oh, there are burglar alarms. Not to mention Charlemagne and Attila.
Watch.”

As they pulled up in front of the stone porch, a deep, loud barking
began, and several flood lights kicked on, illuminating the entire
front lawn.

“You see: the latest electronic wizardry- anything that ignores the
warning signs, climbs that iron fence has to face the lights and then
Charley and ‘Tilla. Two huge Rottweillers appeared at a dead run,
surrounding the car. Mandy rolled down the window, commanding,
“Charley! ‘Tilla! Make friends. Heel!” The dogs came off of alert,
and meekly sat down on her side of the car. “It’s alright, you can get
out now,” she told Jason.

“O-K, I’m convinced, you don’t need to leave a light on,” replied
Jason, nervously eyeing the dogs as he pulled the bags from the trunk.
They watched him constantly, but never moved.

While man-handling the trunks up the stairs, he took advantage of his
position to watch ` Maid Marion’s ‘ muscular bottom wriggling within a
pair of tight black latex briefs under her short rubber skirt. Very
shortly, he was having trouble walking again.

When they were all inside, and Jason had finished ooh-ing and aah-ing
over the opulent front hall, they moved into the adjacent library where
he collapsed into an overstuffed leather chair. Maid Marion remained
standing just inside the room. He took a moment to drink in the sight
of the black and white latex maid’s uniform. Now, in the better light
of the house, it looked even better than before. The second-skin
bustier covered her completely up to the neck, where a frilly
Elizabethen collar topped the outfit. He saw that her white doily
apron was also made from rubber, although it had a softer, mat finish.
The rest of her uniform was polished to a high gloss. She had quite a
curvaceous and well -endowed figure, too. Although her bust was not as
spectacular as Mandy’s, much of that must have been due to Mandy’s
outrageous bullet-bra corset-jacket.

The perfect fit of both their costumes was emphasized by the highlights
thrown on the skin tight material by the overhead lights. He wondered
what it felt like to have breasts with sensitive nipples rubbing within
the lovely, stretchy stuff.

It was to be only a few days before he found out.

In an attempt to start the conversation again, Jason exclaimed, “Whew!
…End of the part19. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part18

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009

of it. “Damn! I’m driving,” he muttered.

Having wrestled the heavy trunk and his overnighter to the head of the
sidewalk steps, he paused to catch his breath. Looking down to the
car, he saw Mandy in the back seat with the other young woman. She
appeared to be doing something under the other’s skirt.

“Well, get used to it, chum,” Jason told himself, and huffed slowly
down the stairs. He got the trunk loaded, and as he got into the
drivers seat, he noticed an audible panting coming from the back seat.
When he looked in the rear-view mirror, ` Maid Marion’s ‘ expression
hadn’t changed a bit, although he saw that her eyes were wide, as if
she had been startled or excited by something, and was trying to hide
it. He thought about the two of them enjoying each other in the back
seat while he had been packing arm loads of rubberwear upstairs.

It bothered him to think he might have to share Mandy’s attentions with
some one else, but then… it also excited him to think of the two
women screwing in tight, shiny, and sweaty latex outfits, too.

He realized he was holding a double standard. That bothered him too,
since he’d always thought of himself as open minded. Now he knew how
difficult it could really be to be TRULY open minded. He resolved not
to show his discomfort with the two women’s relationship until he had
had time to think it over, and perhaps, get to know the mystery woman
in the maid’s uniform.

“It really bugs you that Marion and I are lovers, doesn’t it?” asked
Mandy.

Shit, thought Jason. So much for keeping secrets. “Am I that
transparent?” he asked her.

“I’d claim it was all women’s intuition, but I don’t think I have any.
I caught a glimpse of you at the top of the stairs, and I just watched
your face when you got into the car. You were looking pretty stoic,
kind of overly nonchalant, so I guessed.”

“Yeah, I guess I was…well, AM a little bugged,” admitted Jason.
“Must be the way I was raised.” He looked sheepishly at the floor,
letting the engine idle while they talked.

“Thought so. Usually, I’d give you my standard half-hour lecture about
bisexuality, but I know you, and it would be an insult to your
intelligence. I’m going to assume that you will find a way to deal
with it, because if you can’t, you can NOT be a part of my life.”

Jason looked very thoughtful as he put the car into gear, and they
accelerated down the street.

After they were on the highway again, he asked, “So, where is this
retreat of yours, my dear?”

Mandy, who was once again in the front seat retorted, “Hah! I’m not
your dear yet! You still haven’t passed my tests, survived my trials,
fair knight.”

Jason shot her a glance. She wore a wry grin and a twinkle in her eye.

“All right lady, you win. Just point me to the sword in the stone, and
I’ll do my best.”

“That’s the spirit! Ok, just take 276 south to Morton Road…”

Sometime later, by then nearly three in the morning, they pulled into a
gravel lane, shaded by huge oaks. A metal box set into the massive
brick gate post on Jason’s side of the drive required him to punch in a
combination which Mandy gave him, to open the massive wrought iron
gate.

…End of the part18. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part17

Tuesday, April 21st, 2009

“Aikido,” Mandy replied. “When you enjoy dressing the way we do,
sometimes you have to remind men of their place. You know, the whole
syndrome of `If she’s dressed that way, she must be ASKING for it.’
You have to defend yourself, because the police can’t and the
courts…well, by the time you get to the courts, it’s too late, and
they probably won’t do anything anyway.”

“Why do I get the impression you’ve had some bad experiences?” asked
Jason.

“I have,” she replied. “Maid Marion and I were walking back to our car
from a play party. It was kind of a bondage…fetish…just-for-fun
kind of thing. Marion had gotten both her arms and legs put into
casts… well, it was a strange and exhausting evening. Some social
cancer saw a cripple walking with a sex goddess and decided we were
fair game. I got scraped up quite a bit, and Mandy got cut on her
hand, but we came out on top. So to speak.”

“What happened to your assailant?”

“He got hospitalized with several broken ribs and a crushed testicle.
Marion couldn’t walk without some crutches we’d improvised at the
party, but her arm casts made damn good clubs!” They both chuckled at
this.

When they reached his apartment, Jason looked over at his rediscovered
lover and said, “Listen, do you think you could give me a hand with the
latex and stuff? It’s kind of heavy.”

The domelight showed Mandy feigning shock. “Do I look like menial
labor? Besides, I have to stay here to make sure our maid doesn’t run
away.”

Jason laughed. “I can’t imagine anyone wanting to run away from you!”

As he headed for the steps, she muttered at his back, “You might be
surprised, my love, you might be surprised.”

As soon as Jason had disappeared inside, she quickly opened the door,
and got in the back seat with their other passenger.

Inside, Jason dashed through the apartment, collecting luggage,
toiletries kit, towels, and clothes. These were crammed into a small
valise. From a closet he dragged out a huge steamer trunk, dragged it
into the bedroom and opened it on the floor, talking to himself all the
while.

“Boy, oh boy, you have really got yourself into it this time. You
haven’t seen this woman for how many years, and the first thing you do
is take a week of vacation just to get into her pants again. And gawd,
has she changed! She’s been sleeping with women, she’s on some kind of
power trip, and she totes around some kind of groupie who’s into
who-knows-what.”

But his libido had other things to say: Yeah, but look how she’s
grown… what a woman! And did you see her outfit? That latex hobble
skirt is so thick she can barely walk, and those boots- wow! Listen
man, don’t be a fool- you pass this up, you may never see her again.

Apparently, his balls were winning the argument, because he threw open
another closet, revealing his treasure of rubber garments, some hanging
over wide, padded hangers, some folded in neat piles on shelves. All
of it had been lovingly polished until it gleamed like patent leather.

He also opened several drawers to retrieve bondage gear, some unusually
restrictive clothes, and several corsets. All of it was dumped
unceremoniously into the huge trunk. On the top of this pile he tossed
several containers of talc, with which to powder the latex.

He paused at the bar for a shot of dutch courage, then thought better
…End of the part17. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part16

Monday, April 20th, 2009

Mandys hand was migrating into Jason’s crotch. “So, one saturday, I
was feeling lonely and very horny… I’d just broken up with George, so
I was pretty digusted with men in general. All of my so-called friends
were really just business people, and like I said before, I had already
left the money circle behind. Besides, most of them were men. I
decided I needed some friends I could talk to. I went to The Three
Sisters.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s a gay bar. For women. I met a woman named Sandra there, and she
invited me to a party. I had a few drinks to get my courage up and I
went.

It was a pretty wild party, with a lot of leather and rubber,
cross-dressers, corsetry nuts, you name it, most of the people were
pretty kinky, one way or another. Anyway, somehow I ended up doing
this scene with a couple from Ohio, they were really into fetishes,
bondage, dressing for pleasure, a lot of things I’d been playing around
the edges of for years. We became pretty good friends. That woman
taught me a lot about men.”

“Since then, I’ve met ‘Marion’ here, and one or two others, and we’ve
been having a grand time ever since.”

Jason was looking a little pale. “Are you saying you’re gay? A
lesbian?”

“No. I’m bisexual. And what if I were strictly les? Would you think
I was subhuman? I had thought you were more open minded than that.”
Jason blushed. “I’ve come to realize,” continued Mandy, “that it
doesn’t matter what labels other people put on me, what matters is
whether I’m enjoying myself. I do what pleases me.”

“And what exactly is it that pleases you?” Jason queried.

“You’ll see when we get to the house. Do you want to stop off at your
place, and pick up some clothes?”

“That depends. How long would you like me to stay?”
Mandy stared at nothing out the windshield. “Oh, about a week should
do.”

“A week! I was thinking of hours! I can’t stay a week, I’ve got to be
back to work on Monday.”

“Oh, come on,” Mandy said reproachfully, “we haven’t seen each other in
years. Besides, you look like you could use a vacation. Don’t you
have some vacation time you could use?”

“Well… I’ve got thirty days a year, and I haven’t used any yet, but..”

“Then it’s final! I’ll hear no more about it. We’ll just stop off at
your place, pick up this kinky wardrobe of yours, and then head for my
place. This will be a blast, you’ll see.”

“Oh, what-the-hell! Why not? Like you said, it’s been a while. Damn,
girl! How long’s it been- ten years?

“I told you before. I’m a woman, not a girl. Please don’t make that
mistake again.” Something in her tone made Jason glance sideways at
her. She was looking straight at him, with a very hard look in her
eye.

“Jeez, hey, no problem,” he said, “Take it easy.” She didn’t say
anything else for quite a few miles.

Finally, to break the silence, Jason said, “So what was that business
with the drunk’s wrist? He looked like he was having a coronary!”

…End of the part16. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part15

Sunday, April 19th, 2009

to yelp and leap back, looking at her with a hurt puppy expression.
“That’s the first thing we’re going to have to teach you,” she said,
“how to treat a lady with respect!” But she was smiling warmly,
nonetheless.

“That smarts,” he said ruefully. “Hmm, you’re acting fairly calm
about… waitagoddamminute! Do you mean to tell me that you knew all
along, that you’ve been sitting here leading me on, and you knew who I
was all along?” He glared at her accusingly.

She stared calmly back at him. “For one thing,” she said, “it’s not my
fault you chose to wear a simple domino mask, instead of something more
elaborate.

Second, if you hadn’t been half pickled by the time we got here, you
might have been observant enough to recognize me.” She frowned at the
mad rush for the bar that the bell and the accompanying announement had
precipitated.

“Anyway, we’ve got a deal, so let’s get out of here before the whole
place turns into a zoo.”

“Come on, Maid Marion,” she said, ( too loudly Jason thought), “we’re
leaving.” Marion, who hadn’t moved from her stool since she sat down,
stood up.

She seemed to teeter on her six-inch heels.

“Wait! I just noticed!” Jason exclaimed. “Maid Marion hasn’t got a
mask to take off. Come to think of it, she didn’t have one when you
two arrived.

She must be the only person here not wearing a mask. Now that’s hardly
fair!”

By now, he had figured that something was most definitely up with the
young lady, and he still thought to figure it out.

“You ought to at least introduce us, Mandy,” he tried.

“You’ve already had as much introduction as you’re going to get. I’m
afraid she’s not allowed to speak to anyone until we get home.
Besides, she DOES have her mask, in a way. You’ll see.”

Jason looked from Mandy to ‘Marion’ to Mandy again. “But… oh,
alright. Do you two have a car?”

“No, we took a taxi. And you should have seen the cabbies face! I
think we must have distracted the poor man.” She did not appear
geniuinely sympathetic. “Anyway, you’ll drive us, won’t you?”

In the car, with Mandy riding shotgun, Jason couldn’t help looking in
the rear view mirror at ‘Maid Marion’. He couldn’t figure out what was
wrong about her appearance. She looked perfectly normal, but she never
showed any emotion, or expression, however slight. Very odd. Even
when someone was `being serious’, they usually had some facial
movement. And there was something about her eyes that still bugged
him. A passing car blared its horn at him, and he concentrated on his
driving. Mandy was filling him in on the last several years.

“You see, I just realized one day that I was cutting off half the human
race. And, well, you know how horny I was in high school?”

“Uh, yeah?”

“For me anyway, it got worse the older I got. Or better, depending on
how you look at it.”

“Oh.” Brilliant comment, thought Jason. Really snappy repartee.

…End of the part15. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part14

Saturday, April 18th, 2009

“No, please don’t… I’ve waited all my life to meet someone like
you. I know it sounds corny, but it’s true. At least let’s get to
know each other a little before we go our seperate ways.”

“What do you mean, someone like me?” Mayhem shot back. She smiled
mischievously. “Since, as you say, you don’t know a thing about me,
how do you know I’m someone you’ll like? I might have bizarre habits,
or impossible requirements for you.”

Jason looked puzzled. “What do you mean requirements? What sort of
requirements?”

She cocked her head up, the feathers of her mask swaying above her
head. “It seems to me, that you would very much like to get involved
with me, and it just so happens that I MIGHT be available. But I can’t
take on just any suitor who walks in off the street, now can I? I am
very choosey about who I associate with. Now, in your case, I
immediately recognized a man in need of certain training.” She
stressed the word `training’. Jason blushed as she continued.

“I might be persuaded to take you on, IF you agree to a few conditions.”

Jason’s head swam. He had only a vague idea of what she was talking
about, but the dream of his lifetime had just fallen out of the clear
blue sky, and he wasn’t about to take a chance on losing her. Or them,
as the case might be.

He grinned, stood up, and dropped to one knee. “OK, then tell me,” he
replied in his best television-Shakespeare accent, “how do I persuade
you of my sincerity and worth, fair lady?”

At that moment, somebody rang a godawful loud bell, and a lady in a
clown suit nearby shouted, “It’s midnight! It’s midnight! Off with
the masks!”

Mayhem smiled at Jason. “Well?” she said.

“But you haven’t answered my question,” he said.

“Very well.” She raised her head to look down her nose at him. You
must undergo trials and tests of my devising, fair knight, before you
may win MY favor.”

They both laughed. “Fair enough,” he answered, and removed his domino.
He looked expectantly at ‘Mayhem’, but she was still giving him the
Queen Victoria stare down her nose. She said, “You must first promise
to submit to any test I decide upon, and to undertake any task I set
you.”

Jason wasn’t sure how serious she was, but he answered, “I promise.”

With a dramatic gesture, ‘Mistress Mayhem’ removed her mask.

It took Jason several seconds to before it hit him.

“Mandy! Mandy Rafool!” It was his first sweetheart from high school!

He was in shock as she stood grinning down at him like the Cheshire
Cat. He staggered back to sit back down. All he could do was sit and
admire her, wondering what quirk of fate had brought them together
again.

She looked miffed. “Is that all you can say?” she demanded, “Some
greeting for a long-lost lover.”

Jason leaped to his feet, reached for her and before she could say
anything, was kissing her soundly.

Immediately, she pressed one stiletto heel into his foot, causing him
…End of the part14. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part13

Friday, April 17th, 2009

“Jason, we have to get home pretty soon.” She looked him over,
considering something. “But since you claim to like our costumes so
much, why don’t you join us for a while, it’s still early.” She
grinned in what seemed a familiar way.

“Umm. Well, I…” He was at a loss for words. He managed to admit to
himself that Mayhem frightened him, a little. He struggled for a
moment with his libido and his sense of self-preservation.

Mandy smiled reassuringly. “We have quite a few things back at our
house that you might like. Quite a lot of rubber. I’d say about
three-fourths of our wardrobe is either rubber, leather or something
like. You can model some things for use, and perhaps we can persuade
Marion to put on something more sexy.”

Jason was flabbergasted at her offer. He was also doubtful there was
anything so sexy as the latex french maid’s outfit Marion had on now,
but he didn’t say that. Instead, he gushed, “Well, sure, I’d love to!
I’ve got a lot of rubber and such myself, I’d say most of the dresses
and… things… would fit either you or Marion.”

At her amused smile he stammered, “Oh! they’re not for me! I’ve sort
of been collecting them, in case I met… someone. I mean someone like
you. I’d be happy to have you try some of them on, I’d say most of
them would fit either you or Marion.”

Here he glanced at the maid, feeling rather sorry for her that she
couldn’t join in the conversation. Apparently, she didn’t sign or read
lips, as she had spent the entire evening staring straight ahead. He
looked back at Mayhem, somewhat embarassed by his admission.

“Anyway, if you ladies would like to, we could stop at my place for
coffee,” he finished lamely.

“Actually, I’d like that,” replied Mayhem gently.

“By the way,” Jason spoke up again, “speaking of Marion, and uh, I
don’t mean to sound insensitive but what’s her…um, problem? She’s
not really deaf is she? Has she… that is, is she being punished or
something?”

“I’ll explain later,” Mayhem answered cryptically.

Jason realized belatedly that he might be pushing his luck, but his
curiosity was killing him. He ventured another question. “And why
does she wear such heavy makeup? ‘Seems her face is pretty enough
without it. Or is that part of the game?”

“I said, I’ll explain later,” repeated Mayhem, rather irritably.

Jason shut up fast, hoping he hadn’t offended her somehow.

It struck him then, that she never asked or suggested things, she
TOLD. It would seem, he thought, that this headstrong woman was quite
used to having things her way.

The exercise had really made him sweat in the heavy latex pants, and
they slipped and squeaked over his thighs. It felt good, and the
effects on him must have been obvious, for as he shifted in his seat,
Mayhem said, “You seem to be enjoying the party, I must say,” as she
pointedly stared at his crotch. “Perhaps we had best get moving.”

“Not yet!” he exclaimed, “in a few minutes, it’ll be midnight! That’s
when we all have to take off our masks! Besides, it’s only fair, since
you already know who I am, in name at least, and you’re still a
complete mystery to me.” He did his best to smile engagingly.

“Why, don’t you like mysteries?” she asked. “Perhaps we’ll just leave
now, and leave you wondering, `who was that masked lady?’.”
…End of the part13. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part12

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

stared at Jason as he stopped his half-hearted attempt at dance,
swaying slightly within a clearing of the crowd.

Jason had stopped dancing for a moment as what she had said sunk in,
then he did his dazed best to pick up where he had left off. He was
swimming now in the latex knickers. The scotch, though it had been
excellent, was now making him sweat, this conversation was making him
sweat, and the fantastic, delicious appearance of Mayhem herself was
making him sweat. He felt almost ready to faint from heat, stress, and
simple, unrelieved lust.

The music had changed to a current rock tune, and he refrained from
picking up the pace. He noticed that while Mayhem’s stilletto heeled
boots were definitely not made for dancing, she seemed surprisingly
nimble in them.

Mayhem, seeing him falter several times, finally grabbed him with both
hands by wrist and bicep, saying, “Come on, you’d better sit down
before you fall down.”

She steered him back toward the bar. There were no unoccupied stools
anywhere near where Maid Marion sat waiting. Next to her, a man who
looked like nothing so much as a used car salesman was trying to engage
her in conversation. She remained a statue, staring off across the
dance floor.

Mayhem pulled up short in front of the polyester suit replete with
polka dot bow tie, Jason swaying every so slightly at her side. Jason
hoped this guy’s outfit was a costume. He looked like Soupy Sales. He
wasn’t particularly tall either, at least sitting down, and Mayhem’s
sky-scraper heels brought her up to where her leather-armored breasts
jutted straight into his face. It occurred to Jason that he had never
seen heels as tall as the ones these women wore, except in fetish
magazines. He had certainly never seen anyone walk in them. Mayhem’s
confident stride, and precise, if tiny steps gave her a cachet of
power, of potency.

She was giving the used car salesman a hostile stare that should have
melted his suit to his skin. He was oblivious in his determination to
get Marion’s attention.

Mayhem tapped him on the shoulder saying, “She can’t hear you or see
you- she’s deaf and blind,” she said.

The suit had obviously had too much to drink. “Well uh, thash okay, he
said, reaching out to hold Marion’s hand. Jason watched Mayhem’s hand
shoot out, grabbing the drunk’s in a funny way, his wrist bent forward
sharply. He heard the man hiss with supressed pain, saw him surge to
his feet as if to begin battle. Something about his potential opponent
made him pause, however. Perhaps it was the fact that even with him
standing up, Mayhem was still a head taller than he. Perhaps it was
that her leather and rubber costume, while undeniably sexy, made her
appear less a fragile creature and more the armored amazon. Or maybe
it was just that she still had his hand and wrist in that odd grip, and
as he stood, she put her other hand atop his, twisting downward, just a
bit. The suit gasped, grabbing the bar with his other hand for
balance.

“You were just leaving,” she observed. Mr. Polyester seemed to agree
wholeheartedly, his beligerence evaporating in favor of a frightened
look over his shoulder on his way to the door.

Mayhem seemed to forget him the instantly, and within a few seconds,
had Jason ensconced in his chair with a cup of coffee, and was
examining Marion closely. While Jason watched, fascinated with her
every movement, she ran her hands over Marion’s face, removed one kid
glove to feel under Marion’s armpit, touch her forehead. She acted
like a doctor examining her patient for a fever. After only a moment,
she seemed satisfied, and turned back to Jason. She looked at him
seriously.
…End of the part12. To be continued..

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