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Adventures in Rubber part53

Sunday, May 31st, 2009

CO2, and making her feel breathless. He chuckled to himself. “Still
want to keep secrets from your master, dear?” he taunted. He spoke
normally, knowing that she would have to control her breathing and
strain to hear his words. “Well, we’ll give you another HOUR OR TWO to
think it over.” A long moan came from within the mask. Apparently she
could hear him well enough. He picked up the stainless steel
motor-saw.

“I’m going to cut you out of your cast now, Mandy. I want you to
remain completely still until I tell you otherwise, alright?”

“UM-HMM!” Mandy grunted.

“You may feel warm spots, or vibration, but don’t worry, you can’t be
cut.” He plugged in the motorized saw. It was a medical cast cutter,
with an oscillating head that would cut the hard and brittle plaster,
but nothing soft or flexible, such as flesh. He flicked the switch and
a high pitched whine filled the air. He bent to his task.

It took him just under half an hour, to finish the job. He had cut
carefully around her entire body at the sides, leaving the body cast in
two pieces. Gently, he lifted the top half from her body. He set it
aside for the moment, and helped Mandy to her feet. Being held
absolutely immobile for many hours had not helped her muscles any, and
she collapsed on the bed, the bag on her hood swelling and collapsing
in a fast rhythm as she gasped for air. Quickly, Dodds attached cuffs
to each of her limbs, and before she could recover her breath,
stretched her arms and legs toward the bed posts with long leather
straps.

“That should keep you for a bit,” he said.

After washing the plaster dust off of her suit, he picked up one of the
bundles from the bed and grinned.

“Now this suit here… this is a very nice piece of work. It must have
cost you several hundred pounds, at least!”

It was a complicated-looking full body suit.

“However…” he said, pacing back and forth at the foot of the bed,
“however… I would wager… that you never expected to have this used
on yourself!”

He held the thing up to look at it, turning it this way and that in the
lights. “You know, it appears to be sized for your slave. I’m sure
you wouldn’t dream of wearing something so obviously designed for
sexual torment, so it must have been intended for Flora. It might be a
tight fit, but that’s nothing that a little lubrication won’t cure.”
The sightless Mandy moaned again, wondering which her many diabolical
designs he held. She knew how sensual the suits felt when worn by her
slave, and how difficult they could be to endure after a very short
time. But if it were sized for Flora… she doubted it would fit her
larger frame very well. She also realized that latex stretched a lot,
and that an overly tight fit wouldn’t bother her tormentor at all.

Dodds picked up one of the many bottles lying about and slathered a
thick greasey liquid over her latex-covered body. She hummed softly
with delight and squirmed sensually on the bed, arching her hips
upwards as his hand passed over her crotch.

“My,” exclaimed Dodds as he unzipped the new suit, “you certainly seem
eager, but you know I can’t let you off that easily.”

He untied one of her legs and began pulling the thick rubber onto it.
The entire suit was made of very thick red latex and was fitted with
numerous straps and d-rings molded and cemented to the rubber along the
limbs and torso. The torso itself was in effect, a Victorian corset,
having steel boning and canvas sewn and glued between the double layers
of the suit. The feet ended in reinforced straps, holding d-rings.
…End of the part53. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part52

Saturday, May 30th, 2009

again, and she felt a slight warmth grow in her crotch.

“You bastard,” she exclaimed softly, “you’ve no right to come barging
in here, knocking people out and covering us up in… in… what the
hell have you got me in, anyway?”

She looked down. For the first time she saw the plaster cast, molded
closely to her body, mummifying her. She was impressed, but tried not
to show it. “Well, anyway, I was just getting reacquainted with an old
boyfriend, and now you show up! I…”

“Now, now,” interrupted Dodds, “don’t get yourself in a snit. We’re
all going to have a wonderful time, and you can have him all to
yourself when I leave. By the way, how long was he planning on
staying?”

“Won’t say,” she answered, pouting as a child might. There might have
been a hint of a smile at the corners of her mouth.

“Now don’t be petulant, my dear,” countered Dodds, smiling an almost
fatherly smile back at her, “you know how unpleasant I can get when
people try to defy me.” He stared fixedly into her eyes.

For a few moments, she stared defiantly back, then she broke into a
grin and shook her head.

“Very well,” said Dodds, “if you won’t talk, you don’t need your head
free.” He rummaged through her closet. “Hmmph. Cleaned house again,
eh? Well, I ought to find something suitable downstairs.”

He walked out the door, and returned minutes later with a heavy wad of
black rubber in his hand.

“My my,” breathed Dodds, “This is new, Flora must have been a very bad
girl.” He held up the hood for Mandy to see. She gulped: it was only
too familiar to her, since it had been custom made to her own design.

It was made of very thick rubber, the front molded into a feminine
face. It was equipped with an inflatable penis-gag with a tube through
it for breathing. A short, thick hose leading to a small rubber bag
was attached to a fitting at the mouth. Heavy laces closed the rear,
and a panel with a locking zipper secured them from prying fingers.

She clamped her mouth shut, refusing to ask for mercy.

Mr. Dodds opened the hood wide, and forced the dildo gag between her
lips. He smiled. “Oh come now Mandy, you’re not resisting much.
You’ll never get sympathy that way- you’re enjoying yourself to much”

After opening the breathing valve wide, he pulled the heavy hood over
her head, and laced it up tight. Mandy moaned something. Dodds
listened to her breathing for a moment, then fitted a puffer bulb to
the valve between the molded-in lips of the mask.

A few pumps visibly swelled the mask at the cheeks, and brought a few
satisfactory moans from inside the immobile, shiny black head.

When the pump was removed, he stood grinning down at her for a moment
before returning to his work. He had brought in several plastic tarps
and an evil-looking motorized surgical saw.

After laying things out, he searched through her closet for various
rubber and leather articles for several minutes, occasionally chuckling
or muttering to himself as he discovered items of interest.
Reappearing from under mounds of leather and latex, he hauled out his
booty and piled them on the foot stool at the foot of the bed.

Again Dodds stopped to listen to her breathing. It was long and
breathless sounding now. He knew that the rubber bag at her mouth was
forcing her to re-breathe some of her exhalation, concentrating the
…End of the part52. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part51

Friday, May 29th, 2009

heavy pot, and setting this aside, he again checked her vital signs.
Apparently satisfied, he opened the pot and removed a roll of wet
plaster bandage. He carefully applied it to her unconscious body,
forming a plaster cast. Roll after roll, the cast moved up from her
feet toward her head, covering her in a smooth, warm, and thick layer,
surrounding even the individual fingers, which he splayed wide upon the
board. When she was encased up to her neck in a rapidly hardening
total body cast, he cleaned up his mess and carried it down the hall,
to a guest room. When he returned, he pulled from one of his cases a
heavy leather helmet equipped with a large, stuffed leather gag, and
put it on her head.

When it was tightly laced, and he was certain she was breathing easily,
he locked the door, pocketed the key, and went downstairs.

When Mandy awoke, she lay still a moment, wondering what had happened
to her. I remember that salesman, she thought, and then… nothing.
His face had seemed strangely familiar…

About this time, she realized that she couldn’t move. In fact, she was
held so rigidly immobile, that for a moment, she couldn’t imagine how
it had been done. Oh, NO! she thought. It’s Dodds, it must be! I
should have known I was overdue for one of his visits, why didn’t I
recognize him? And just when I was really starting to have fun with
Jason.

…what in the world has he got me in, a block of cement?

Although she would have vehemently denied it to almost anyone else,
Mandy was not one hundred percent dominant. When she had lived with
Mr. Dodds, she had spent many happy, sweaty hours in bondage. With
women, she tended to be dominant. With a very few men, she felt
submissive.

Maybe that’s why I’ve been going easy on Jason, she thought.
Damnation! What HAS he got me in- a body cast? She tried to wriggle a
bit, just to test the limits of her bondage, but found it quite
impossible. Every inch of her body was enveloped in something hard and
inflexible, except her head. She realized from the strong smell of
leather that her head was laced into one of his hand-tooled bondage
helmets.

It fit her head as if it had been made from her measurements, (it had)
and the high, curved collar allowed very little movement. She tasted
the leather gag filling her mouth, and felt her nipples grow stiff.
She grinned to herself within the helmet. Damn! she thought, betrayed
by my own body.

After what seemed a very long time, Mandy jerked awake, not realizing
she had fallen asleep again. Someone was making noise in the room. A
soft voice she now recognized as Mr. Dodds’ said, “Well, my dear, how
do you like my handy-work? Yes, yes, I know, I’ll remove the gag in a
moment. Let me just get my things ready.”

A minute later, she felt him undo the lacing at the back, and shortly
she was blinking at the bright overhead light. It took her a few
moments to work the stiffness out of her mouth and jaw.

“I see you let me stay in my own room, at least,” she offered.

“Yes, well, don’t worry,” Dodds replied, “you folks won’t be staying up
here long. I have great plans for you all.”

“I’m sure you do.”

“Why, Mandy! You sound petulant, almost as if you aren’t glad to see
me. And after we had such fun together on my last visit. Don’t you
remember?”

Mandy certainly did remember, and remembering, her nipples grew hard
…End of the part51. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part50

Thursday, May 28th, 2009

through the silicone rubber helmet. Even if they had seen him, they
would have been quite beyond caring in any case.

The new visitor checked Mandy’s unconscious form most carefully then,
examining fingernail color, and palpating with the skill of a doctor.

Indeed, he used his stethoscope and blood pressure cuff as if from long
experience. From his sample case he removed a small syringe and gave
her a carefully measured injection. She must have been close to coming
around, as she moaned shortly and fell silent again.

At this, the doctor, or salesman, or whatever he was, demonstrated
considerable strength as he picked up and hoisted her body into a
fireman’s carry. He carried her to the lift, seeming to know precisely
where it was, took her upstairs, and deposited her on the floor, next
to her bed. After a trip outside, he returned hauling a heavy steamer
trunk and two large suitcases. From these, he produced several shaker
bottles, plastic bags full of bandages, and various articles made of
rubber. On the bed, he spread a large plastic sheet and sprinkled it
liberally with talc. Again he lifted Mandy’s inert body and dumped her
on the bed. He pulled off her hair, which proved to be a wig, and
lathered her short-cropped hair with shaving cream. Soon, her now bald
head gleamed in the bright ceiling lamps.

Next he laboriously unlaced her boots, then removed the rubber
miniskirt, bullet bra, and gloves.

“No underwear today?” he asked her inanimate form, “you must have been
expecting somewhat more intimate play later, hmm?”

He paused in his work to take off his tie and roll up his sleeves.
Manhandling a limp human body was hard work, even for someone in
excellent physical condition.

He powdered her nude body thoroughly with talcum and then searched
through her closet until he found a very thin black latex catsuit, with
attached feet and gloves. It was one of her best ones, custom made to
her exact measurements, with molded breast cups, and attached hood,
feet, and gloves.

He spent the better part of an hour getting it on her limp and
uncooperative body, then covered the back zipper with a thin strip of
rubber, cemented in place. Except for the open face of the hood, she
was now sealed in a water- tight covering.

After the cement had dried, sealing her securely into the thin, shiny
black suit, he paused for a moment, admiring his handiwork.

She looks like she’s been painted black, he thought, as he gazed at her
immobilized form. Definitely the best rubber work I’ve ever seen. If
she doesn’t go bankrupt first, she’ll have the best collection in the
country!

To be sure, the suit was well-made, and it fit her body like a second
skin, forming a smooth, shiny coating from her head to her toes.

His next move was to the bar, pausing for a sample of scotch on the way
to his car. After retrieving several more cases from the trunk, he
began a tour of the house, assembling a strange array of utensils and
supplies from his car trunk and the kitchen.

After twenty minutes, he was ready. He began wrapping her body, from
the toes up, in white gauze bandages. When she was practically
mummified, he made another trip outside, returning with a six foot long
board, three feet wide, and covered with a plastic cushion. He tilted
it against a dresser and unceremoniously nailed it to the floor, after
which he lifted the mummy from the bed and set her on the slanted
board. It had a small ledge at the bottom which her feet rested upon.

After making another trip to the kitchen, he returned with a huge,
…End of the part50. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part5

Wednesday, May 27th, 2009

felt ready to come off, she either slowed down or stopped altogether,
moving her attention and tongue to his balls, or neck, or earlobes.
Only once did she come up for air, to give directions.

When they finally arrived, Jason pulled out a large picnic blanket his
mother kept in the trunk, “for road emergencies”. He’d decided that
this was a road emergency. In seconds, Mandy had him down on the
blanket on his back, her legs astride his hips, and her hands pressing
his shoulders into the soft earth. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” she
asked softly, smiling gently down at him in the pale moonlight.
Despite his embarrassment, he couldn’t break her gaze. “Umm, yeah,” he
answered sheepishly.

Softly, she stroked his face. “Heyy…. heyyy,” she cooed, “it’s
alright! Everyone’s a virgin some time in their life. You just sit
back and enjoy the ride. If you feel like doing something, say so, or
just do what comes naturally. Now then…” She squirmed backwards
enough to get at his belt and stood suddenly, unceremoniously yanking
off his pants. “There! Now we’re getting somewhere,” she exclaimed,
grabbing at his underwear. When she had him totally nude he protested,
“Hey, wait a minute, I’m not wearing a stitch, and you’re still
dressed! That’s hardly fair.”

Mandy stood astride his chest, looking down at him feigning a hurt
expression. “Don’t you LIKE the way I’m dressed?” She ran her hands
over the thin shiny patent leather covering her breasts, turned to face
his feet, giving him an excellent view as she carressed her
latex-covered derrier. “Er, well, I didn’t mean…”

“And besides,” she added, bending to look at him between her knees as
she positioned herself above his head, “I’m not wearing any panties.”
So saying, she knelt astride his chest, pinning his upper arms under
her shins, and squatting directly over his face.

( to be continued )

Chapter 1 part 2 of 2

Jason had actually dreaded this moment. Although a virgin, he was by
no means ignorant, and through his reading and by the coarse jokes and
bragging told in the swimming team locker room, he had surmised that
cunnilingus was a distasteful and unpleasant experience. All that
changed in the next thirty seconds. As she lowered her crotch over his
face, she began stroking his erect cock, occasionally leaning forward
to tongue and partially suck on him. He was eager to return the
favor. He sniffed cautiously. A melange of scent surprised his nose.
The smell of the latex miniskirt, now hiked up around her hips was
reminiscent more of certain pipe tobaccos than the smelly innertube
rubber he was more familiar with. This was mixed with a new smell,
musky and rich, not unpleasant, but… strange, with a hint of some
musky cologne. He suspected she had scented herself here as well.
Encouraged, he reached out with his tongue, exploring the pink flesh
hidden in the hair. She tasted much the same as she smelled- he decided
that the boys on the swim team must be crazy or liars, because he was
already beginning to like it.

As his tongue made it’s first tentative entry into her hungry sex,
Mandy moaned, backed up into his mouth, and bent further to take him
completely into her mouth. Jason bucked his mouth and tongue against
her and into her, having only a fleeting instant to think- I’m doing
it! At last, I’m actually doing 69 with the best girl in school!
before the rising heat in his groin became a pulsing fire that swept
through his mind, leaving only peace and a growing love behind it.

“Hey buddy, if you’re not gonna drink, how about letting someone else
use that stool, huh?” Jason awoke with a start from his reverie,
realizing his daydream had become that lucid, remembering sort of
sleep-dream. He looked up at the hard hat that had spoken, realizing
that the deep voice belonged to a huge, muscular woman dressed as a
…End of the part5. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part49

Tuesday, May 26th, 2009

view.

He looked down. He was solidly encased in a rock-hard plaster body
cast. No wonder he couldn’t move a muscle! Now that he knew the
cause, he found the sensation interesting, perhaps a little erotic. If
he didn’t try to move, his body seemed to no longer exist, floating on
clouds. But as soon as he so much as twitched a leg or arm, his skin
made him instantly aware of how rigidly immobile his body really was.

Mr Dodds was moving a breakfast tray toward him. “I trust you are
comfortable? I’ve had to take extreme measures after your’s and
Flora’s over -stimulation yesterday. The cast will subdue physical
sensations, and you should be back to normal in no time.”

Jason looked doubtful. “Why don’t you just tell us to lie in bed for a
couple hours without moving?”

Mr. Dodds smiled. “Why, because I have ulterior motives, of course.
Now, open your mouth and have some cereal.”
Having left Flora and Jason temporarily to their fate, Mandy bustled
about the house, daydreaming about new torments and preparing dinner.
Her spike heels clicked loudly on the kitchen tiles. Despite what she
had told Jason, she had neither the need nor the inclination to go
shopping. She was a firm believer in safety, and she checked up on her
two subjects periodically through the peep-hole.

As she was eating a snack lunch, she heard a yelp from one of the dogs,
and looked out the kitchen window to check on them. One of them, Zeus,
was apparently sleeping peacefully right below the window. She
shrugged and had started to set out dishes on the dining room table
when the doorbell rang. She jumped. That sound hadn’t been heard
since her father had installed the automatic gate seven years ago. She
was suprised it still worked.

“Now who in the hell can that be?” she wondered aloud.

“The dogs’ll tear them to shreds if they’re not careful.”

She hurried to the door and opened it. On her doorstep stood a tall,
attractive man wearing a mustache and a bowler, and carrying a sample
case. He looked a bit old to be a door to door salesman, and she
thought, a bit familiar, too. None of the dogs were in sight.

“Hello!” he said, before she could ask who he was, or how he had
avoided becoming Rottweiller food. “I’m giving away free samples of
Forest brand air freshener!”

He held up an aerosol can. “Just smell this springtime-fresh scent!”
Before an irritated Mandy could tell him, “We’re not interested!”, the
man let go a shot from the can, enveloping her head in a cloud of
mist.

It doesn’t smell like air freshener at all, she thought, as the
daylight began to dim around her, it smells….

The ’salesman’ stepped forward quickly as her knees buckled, caught her
as she toppled, and lowered her gently to the floor. Moving fast, he
pulled her inside, grabbed his sample case, looking once around
outside, and closed the door. The whole exchange had taken less than
fifteen seconds.

Inside, he knelt by her head, felt her pulse, examined her pupils.
“Perfect,” he muttered to himself, “Now where’s that slave, Flower, or
whatever she calls her…” He peeled off the false mustache as he
headed for the stairs. After searching the house, he finally
discovered Jason and Flora by following faint noises coming from the
basement door. He stood staring in appreciation at the two for several
minutes, and then chuckling, returned upstairs. Flora and Jason missed
him completely, since Flora had her back to the door, and Jason
couldn’t have made out a face that far away, due to his distorted view
…End of the part49. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part48

Monday, May 25th, 2009

They reached the top of the stairs and turned into the sitting room.
Dodds continued his monolog.

“Ahh. Hm. I used it on her once. What’s your poison?”

Jason was surprised. “Single malt scotch, if she has it. You mean,
you were Mandy’s uh, `master’, once? And what is The Well?”

It had sounded rather ominous when Mr. Dodds had said it. You could
hear the capitals.

Mr. Dodds laughed, “Oh, I’m her master still! I turned her loose on
the world when she got bored with me, but I see she’s still interested
in the more bizarre elements of our relationship. I drop in once a
year or so, just to remind her who’s boss. She is very dominant with
most people, but she submits to me after a few hours. As for The Well,
I shall keep that my little secret for a while.”

He poured Jason his drink, adding, “We’re going to have a grand old
time, you’ll see. I have some special things planned, and you’ll fit
right in. By the way, is Flora still as randy as she used to be?” He
laughed as Jason blushed and said nothing.

“I thought so. She was a lover of mine for a short while, and I
suggested she look up Mandy when I found out she preferred women. It
was hard to let her go, but she’s probably much happier now. She and
Mandy are two out of four of the only women I’ve ever met who were
really dedicated fetishists.”

That comment surprised Jason and he looked up with interest. “Really?
Who are the other two?”

“One is my current flame, and the other is someone I’d just as soon
forget.”

Jason was beginning to feel tired suddenly, the day’s activities and
the scotch were apparently taking their toll. Mr. Dodds said, “Listen,
old boy, why don’t you go upstairs and lie down before you fall down?”
Jason agreed and Mr. Dodds escorted him up.

He also locked the door when he was sure that Jason was asleep.

Jason awoke to the sound of clinking dishes, but couldn’t see
anything. I don’t remember it being this dark in here, he thought.
When he tried to get out of bed his senses reeled. His entire body was
frozen solid, as if made of stone! He soon realized that he was
embedded in some sort of hard, inflexible material, and that the only
thing left mobile was his head.

His head, on the other hand, was tightly encased in a leather helmet,
and his mouth was stuffed with a soft leather gag. Instinctually, he
tried to yell for help. “MMmmph!”

The voice of Mr. Dodds said, “Ahh! Awake, I see. Are you ready for
breakfast?”

Jason was confused. So far as he knew, it was about six o’clock in the
evening. At least, that’s what he’d left his clock set for.

He grunted a question. “Mmmph?”

Mr. Dodds chuckled. “Alright, let’s get you started.”

Jason heard a zipper being undone over his eyes and saw Mr. Dodds’ face
lit by the bedside lamp.

He was in his room, but things looked tilted, wrong. Then the fact
occured to him that HE was tilted. He lay on something which held him
at an angle, something leaning against the dresser, judging from the
…End of the part48. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part47

Sunday, May 24th, 2009

embrace of his transparent sandwich. Jason shuddered, wondering what
the man might intend to do with Flora, what sort of new ordeals he
would have to endure because of Mandy’s foolhardiness.

He wondered if she were still out shopping, oblivious to their fate, or
had she fallen prey to the mysterious stranger as well? For the
moment, there was nothing to do but wait, hoping that nothing untoward
had happened to his old and new lovers. He read the papers, knew what
sort of criminals existed in the world and, had he been religious, he
would have prayed that they were not about to become statistics.

After an interminable wait, with no further sign of the man, he
succumbed to extreme fatigue and fell asleep, despite his upright, taut
position.

When he awoke, it was to the sight of the mysterious stranger, still in
his tweed jacket, but without his mustache and beard! Eventuously,
Jason noticed that the man was incongruously wearing rubber surgeon’s
gloves.

Going around to Jason’s rear, the man gently removed the butt-plug
sensor from the embarassed young man, and removed the thick silicone
helmet from his head.

“Hello again,” the man said, when Jason could hear better. “I am Mr.
Dodds. As I explained to Flora, I am afraid I’m not here as your
rescuer, but rather as your new master. Tut! Tut!,” he said as Jason
made to speak out in denial, “I am afraid Mandy will not be in charge
for awhile, since I am taking over. I have known Miss Rafool for
years, and every so often I drop in and… stay for awhile. I gather
she wasn’t expecting me this time, but, c’est la vie!

Actually, you will find me a rather benevolent and fun-loving master,
but your master I shall be, whether you like it or not! Now, you can
have it easy, or you can have it hard, er so to speak. Either way, I
WILL get your cooperation, regardless of what means I have to use. How
shall it be?”

Jason had never been involved in bondage or SM organizations. He had
never heard of safe-words, or the importance of consensuality. But he
did realize that there was nothing he could do in his helpless
position. He decided to go along for now, then escape this mad-house
at the earliest opportunity.

Since Dodds seemed to have a penchant for formal speech, he smiled at
him and said, “Well, I suppose I have no choice, I’ll do whatever you
say.”

“An excellent attitude, we’ll get along just fine! Now, in case you
were entertaining any ideas about escape, you should know that although
I was forced to tranquilize Mandy’s pets earlier, they are now quite
awake and rather upset. I can’t recommend going outside the house.
Now, let’s get you out of there.” Perversely, he whistled as he
worked, and soon had Jason free and standing nude upon the tiles.
“Now, don’t be embarassed,” he commented, as Jason looked for something
to cover himself in. “I used to be a doctor, and you’re in fine shape-
you’ve nothing to be embarassed about. By the way, I don’t believe I
have your name? We may as well get acquainted.”

“Jason,” replied a rather bemused Jason, “Jason McCroft.”

Mr. Dodds beamed at him. “Jason. An adventurers’ name.” He pointed
to the doorway and said, “Well, lets go upstairs Jason, you look like
you could use a drink and some rest.” He chuckled. “You know, I think
Mandy gets more ingenious with every year- that silicone rubber
thingummy is really quite clever, I’d love to see Mandy in it. Of
course, she stole the idea for The Well from me. Has she put you in
there yet?”

“Uh, no. I’m not even sure what it is.”
…End of the part47. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part46

Saturday, May 23rd, 2009

began walking again. He could not be angry with her, for she was in a
worse situation than he was!

This cycle went on for some time, blurring into a haze of maddened,
over-heated passion in which neither of them knew nor cared about the
time.

They each had submerged completely in the overpowering sensations
wracking their bodies, and for a time, the light of madness burned in
each pair of rubber-bordered eyes.

time passed…..

The next thing Jason felt was a sudden numbness. He realized slowly
that the cycle of vibrating massage had ceased. He heard noises
faintly through his clear rubber helmet, and opened his eyes.

There was a stranger in the room! He panicked, wondering what this
grinning man in his tweed suit must think of their bizarre entrapment.

All the man said was, “Hello,” while he casually looked about the
room. Flora must have seen him speak, because she shook her head
vigorously, and the man looked puzzled for a moment. He walked over to
her, examined her clothing and equipment and flipped the switch on her
belt. He gave each of them in turn a soft smile, and began speaking
softly.

Jason could not quite make out what he was saying, because of the
silicone helmet covering his head. He caught the words, “Miss
Rafool’s”, “Rescue”, and “Master”, but the rest was a faint jumble. He
shouted into the helmet, trying to get the man to release him, or at
least repeat his words more loudly, but the man only smiled at him, and
began freeing Flora from her harness and the treadmill. He didn’t stop
there.

He began removing the metal tubing, the cuffs, the gloves, and finally,
the tight rubber corselet, until she stood nude, shivering slightly,
covered in a shiny film of K-Y jelly and sweat. Jason had to admire
her youthful, athletic body. For the first time since he had arrived
at Mandy’s home, he saw Flora’s body completely nude. He stared at her
high, firm breasts, like a pubescent teenager and watched a rivulet of
the slippery fluid trickle down between them, across her belly and into
her crotch. Her narrow waist and ample hips showed a few angry red
creases, revealing just how severely tight the rubber corset had been.

The thought of this lush body, imprisoned in the bizarre rubber outfit
excited him even more. He realized he’d closed his eyes. Seeing her
in the flesh was somehow less exciting than she had seemed only minutes
ago.

Voluptuous as she was, her nude skin seemed strange, almost imperfect,
after seeing her only in rubber for the past twenty-four hours.

For a few moments, he imagined himself in her place, waste tightly
compressed, held rigidly upright by the tightly laced boning of the
corset, breasts and clitoris being fondled by tiny fingers of rubber.
He remembered that Mandy had mentioned there were two dildoes in the
crotch of the suit, and he longed to know how that felt.

What am I thinking?! Jason asked himself. Am I turning into a
transvestite? To Jason’s relatively conservative mind, that thought
was still a little repellent.

But he suppressed it only with difficulty.

The newcomer smiled at Jason and turned toward the door. He led Flora
away.

Just like that! Jason was infuriated, then worried. The guy obviously
wasn’t here as their rescuer, he’d left Jason still clamped in the firm
…End of the part46. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part45

Friday, May 22nd, 2009

He remembered Mandy’s lecture about the pressure switch now lodged in
his rear. He tried to relax.

After a few minutes, perhaps determined by a timer, the little box began
again. This time, he determined to hold out until the end, and have
done with it. His motionless body betrayed him however, and at the
moment of truth, his sphincter contracted, the little box shut down,
and Jason growled in frustration. As he waited for the inevitable, he
glanced around.

There were numerous pieces of rubber and leather, hoses and straps of
all sorts hanging on hooks around the room. The motion of Flora caught
his eye again, and he heard the muted moans of her exertion through his
rubber head-mask.

She must be going through hell, he thought. Actually, had he asked
her, she would have been hard-pressed to say whether she was in
Paradise or Perdition.

Jason jerked in surprised response to the mechanical fiend at his crotch,
as it came to life yet again.

This is getting annoying, he thought. The sight of Floras shapely,
rubber- covered body had aroused him no end, and the alien sensation of
his own trap was heightened by the insistent prodding, vibrating
massage on his cock and balls. Soon again he felt on the verge of a
climax, when the machine stopped. He called down rubber-muffled curses
upon the fiend who had built the infernal device for Mandy.

He was panting now with overheated frustration and desire. He wanted
Flora, or Mandy, or for that matter, any handy woman, in the worst way,
and his immobility was driving him nuts. He knew that Mandy would have
to be gone a long time, even if she went to the nearest store, which
was miles away. The thought of spending the next several hours
helpless while enduring alternating states of arousal and frustration
infuriated him.

The obscene motions of the massager started up again.

He closed his eyes, ignoring Flora’s pleading eyes, and tried to think
of his job, the street where he lived, anything but kinky sex. For a
few minutes he succeeded, but the sensations of his strange
imprisonment could not be ignored, his libido soon won out, and he
daydreamed instead.

He saw Mandy in the latex and leather outfit she had worn at the party,
strutting toward him on impossibly high heels, her hips swaying within
the skin tight hobble skirt like two piglets wrestling under a
blanket.

He shivered with desire for her, and his stiff prick strained at the
silicone material that covered him. Once again, the silent switch in
his ass detected the squirming, and shut off the vibrating “turtle”,
preventing him from ejaculating.

He yelled into the tight rubber helmet, his eyes squeezed shut, then
opened them and stared wildly around the room, searching for something
to hate.

All he saw was Flora, still walking, her chest heaving, her eyes
closed. As he watched, she straightened even more, arched her legs and
back against the metal restraints, and shook all over.

He heard her scream of passion even through her gagged mask and his own
layer of thick rubber. She had stopped dead on the treadmill, and hung
limply in her harness, right up against the shock prods, jerking and
squirming in her rubber sheath. For a moment, he was afraid that some
horrible fate had befallen his erstwhile lover. But after a few
moments, she grunted, jerked away from the rear of the treadmill, and
…End of the part45. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part44

Thursday, May 21st, 2009

A visitor peeking in would have seen the strangest sight. The shiny,
tanned form of a man, motionless except for the occasional twitch,
suspended vertically in mid air within a frame of chromed steel tubes,
faced a statuesque study in leather and latex, constantly in motion.
Once in a while, the figure on the treadmill slowed, and a blue spark
would snap from the rear frame to her rubber-covered derrier, resulting
in a pitiful moan, and renewed effort from the walker.

As we leave them, two intrepid explorers of the limits of human
sexuality, we hear shouts of frustration, and screams of ecstasy,
muffled as they are by layers of rubber…..
Jason did not have to wait long before Flora’s shiny black face
appeared at the door, followed shortly by the rest of her exquisite
form. She strutted awkwardly over to the treadmill at Mandy’s
prodding. Jason squirmed in embarassment as Flora’s amazed eyes took
in his situation. He was acutely conscious of his bald head plainly
visible under the layer of clear rubber.

Mandy gave a short speech about her excuses for “punishing” them, then
began fiddling with equipment. After securing Flora on the treadmill,
she produced a large curved box with a small motor mounted on it. It
looks like a turtle being humped by a kitchen mixer, he thought.

This was secured directly over his crotch with suction cups, and then
by straps to the edge of the frame.

The underside of the box was equipped with soft suction cups. He had a
good idea what the device was for. Mandy plugged a lead into the box,
and walked around behind him. A puff of cool air revealed that the
plugged hole in the bottom sheet of rubber had been removed. Soon, he
grunted in surprise as Mandy’s greased finger probed his rectum.

The sensation was new to him, but pleasant enough, and he felt himself
grow excited again, even as he mentally recoiled in shame. He had
never had anything like this done to him, and was absurdly ashamed that
it felt good. Mandy’s finger withdrew, and presently another object
was felt. It was soft and pliable, and went right in, plugging his
anus firmly. He promptly embarassed himself by getting an erection.
Mandy claimed that the plug in his rear would sense contractions, and
shut off the machine on his crotch.

This was not the good news. He was already mortally afraid of what
Flora might think of him, having seen him degraded like this. Of
course, he already knew what Mandy thought of him. He couldn’t
understand it, at times she seemed to genuinely love him, yet she
forced these perverse and bizarre ordeals upon him. For a moment, he
admitted to himself what he had been trying to deny- that everything
she had done so far he had found enjoyable.

It didn’t occur to him that Flora had been going through similar trials
for years, and despite today’s unusual developments, loved the
relationship she had with Mandy.

When Mandy was finished, she announced she was leaving. She said she
was going out shopping!

Jason was horrified. How could she leave them like this? Anything
could happen… He began struggling to free himself, but the elastic
grip of the silicone was relentless. He couldn’t budge.

The machine was on now, and to his dismay, he found it was no simple
vibrator. With slow, undulating movements, the underside of it pulled
and prodded at his crotch with the suction cups, while vibrating like a
purring lion. It felt wonderful. This may not be so bad, he thought.

The sight of Flora struggling valiantly in her strange, erotic outfit
made him all the more randy, and he found himself thrusting
involuntarily at the vibrator that hugged his crotch. Soon, he was
close to coming, but before he came, it stopped. Just like that. To
say he was disappointed would have been an understatement.
…End of the part44. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part43

Wednesday, May 20th, 2009

switched off Flora’s hearing and walked out.

Flora panicked. Hours! She couldn’t hold out for hours! There was no
way!

And besides, Mandy had always said she would NEVER leave her
unsupervised in any kind of bondage she couldn’t get out of. Something
was very wrong. She determined to get off the infernal machine
immediately, but instantly ran into a snag. The rails at the sides,
intended for the mundane user to maintain their balance, kept her from
walking off the sides, the control panel at the front blocked her that
way and she already knew what was behind her.

She thought of going limp, with what little slack her unusual costume
allowed, knowing that she might well lose her balance and fall, but
that was handily prevented by the harness attached to the ceiling, and
she got another horrid shock in her ass for her trouble.

Since her hands were still securely laced into the rubber gloves glued
to her hips, there was just no way out of her predicament. She was
getting hot again, and despite her best efforts to concentrate on
icebergs, politicians, and other decidedly unsexy things, the
despicable dildo, plug, and fingers had her squirming with sexual
delight in very short order. Next she tried to concentrate on Jason.
His face was a kaleidoscope of fury, passion, and fear.

As she watched, his face screwed up in a grimace, as if he were coming,
but at that moment the vibrating massager stopped squirming, his body
slowly un-tensed, and his face calmed somewhat. Then he stared about
wildly, and began struggling to get out, but Flora knew that the
silicone rubber was virtually tear-proof, and thick enough to make
every movement a monumental effort. After he had been relaxed a while,
the vibrator started up again, but Flora was no longer interested, for
the slippery fumbling of the latex fingers and the relentless plunging
of her two long and thick tormentors were taking their toll on her
higher reasoning centers.

She stared up at the ceiling, tried to divorce herself from the intense
sensations sweeping through her body, but it was no use. She came, in
a long, shuddering spasm, seeing spots before her eyes, and her
wandering attention snapped back to her body. Despite herself, she had
been terribly aroused by Jason’s position, and that wasn’t helping.
They had both endured as much as they could however, and soon, moans of
passion and frustration were heard.

Flora strained against her bonds, hoping in desperation to break the
stretchy material, willing to face Mandy’s wrath if it meant release
from her terrible yet wonderful ordeal. But the material only
stretched, snapping back to position when her muscles could no longer
hold out. Soon, this effort, too, was forgotten as another, stronger
orgasm racked her body. A tiny corner of her mind was still thinking
clearly, and it noted with surprise, that the constant stimulation
maintained her sensitivity, rather than numbing her. The only thing
going numb was her mind. Her thoughts ran wild as she rode the waves
of sensual ecstasy, Jason forgotten, the slippery corset and insidious
dildos forgotten, only her breasts and crotch existing, and they were
on fire with passion. She spasmed again in a burst of light, and stood
vibrating in place while fire coursed through every inch of her body.
As she stopped moving forward, she perceived the shocks of the cattle
prods as a sensuous fire along her buttocks, pale in comparison to the
heat that was consuming her. She felt consciousness slipping away, but
sensation returned, and she was jolted awake as the strength of her
orgasm dimmed and the shocks to her buttocks ceased to be enjoyable and
returned to being painful.

She would be allowed no rest. The waves of pleasure spreading out from
her crotch and breasts were now almost intolerable, and she screamed in
uncontrolled passion as each step took her further and further from
sanity…..

…End of the part43. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part42

Tuesday, May 19th, 2009

Hours?? thought Flora. I can’t believe that. Would she really leave
us like this for that long? I can’t take another session like that
last one, I’ll have a coronary!

But she knew that she had no choice, and that she could endure an
almost brutal level of over-stimulation, if she had to.

“Jason, you expressed an interest in Flora’s beautiful costume. Let me
tell you about it. Under the mask, of course, she is gagged by an
inflated balloon of latex, which fills the mouth, and swells the
cheeks, and keeps one’s slave from annoying you with any distracting
complaints. The collar, as I hope you can see, is stiffly boned,
forcing her head into the proper position, showing pride in being my
slave. You can see that she is tightly corseted and booted. I might
add that it has taken quite a while for dear Flora to learn to walk in
those six-inch heels. She is quite proud of that ability.

Incidentally, her waist measurement is only twenty inches at the
moment. What you cannot see are the little rubber fingers lining the
crotch area and the breast cups. Ahh, Flora has very sensitive
breasts, as you no doubt know by now. In addition, there is a large
dildo fastened in the front of the panty section, as well as a nice big
plug in her rear.”

Mandy walked around Flora, pointing out the details like a lecturing
professor. Now, in case you’ve been wondering, the metal tubing
attached to her ankles, crotch, and shoulders, force her to move her
shoulders and torso back and forth as she walks. This moves her
breasts around within their tight, friendly little cups. It also
twists the dildo around, and up and down, as well as moving the fingers
attached in the crotch quite a bit.

Rather clever, don’t you think?”

She turned toward Flora, who was consumed with embarrassment. “Jason’s
arrangement is also interesting. You already know about Igor The
Vibrating Turtle. Today, it is wired to a sensitive pressure switch.
This pressure switch is located in the butt-plug now filling his
rectum. You see, when most men are close to orgasm, their sphincter
involuntarily contracts. This will shut off the vibrator, just in the
nick of time, ha, ha, ha!” Of course, it may not work. I may not get
the pressure setting adjusted just right.”

Here she leaned over to scowl in Jason’s face. “In which case, young
man, I expect you to refrain from making a mess in my beautiful
silicone bondage frame. I’ll only have to punish you more if you come
without my permission!”

Jason gave a soft grunt of encouragement and smiled at Flora through
the clear rubber of his mask. Flora could only stare mutely, the gag
and her tight rubber helmet hiding any emotion. The two of them stared
at each other helplessly, knowing there was nothing they could do.

Mandy started the vibrator attached to Jason, then Flora’s treadmill.
Flora could see Jason squirm under the insistent emanations from the
big machine.

But soon she had troubles of her own as the treadmill began to move.
She was carried backward until a nasty shock reminded her of the cattle
prods affixed to the rear frame. She strutted forward, following the
movement of the treadmill. Sealed between the tight rubber corselet
and her body, the K-Y jelly was still there, keeping her skin
well-lubricated, and her nipples became fully erect after only a few
strides.

Here we go again, she thought.

Mandy walked between them and said, “Well, I have some shopping to do,
so you kids enjoy yourself. I’ll be back in a few hours!” She
…End of the part42. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part41

Monday, May 18th, 2009

thought, a very edible bug. She would have laughed but for the latex
mask and gag. Then she felt sorry for him, as she remembered how
little experience he had with Mandy’s intensive bondage games.

She wondered if Mandy would try to keep him from coming, since that was
the sort of thing she liked to torture Flora with. She suspected it
would be difficult in a situation like this one. If he did, further
stimulation would be no use. In her experience, once a man came, he
was seldom interested in more of the same without a rest period. No
man she had ever met was multi- orgasmic, as women were capable of
being.

She watched Mandy set up a rope and pulley over her head, then come
toward her with a leather body harness. This had several straps which
went around the torso, with big rings for her latex-encased breasts to
fit through, and a small ring at her crotch, where the rod that ran to
her ankles was threaded into the dildo.

Mandy clipped the rope to the harness, took up some of the slack, then
tied it off. Flora couldn’t see the point, but she could see Mandy
remove several long objects from a drawer, then disappear behind her.
Shortly, she was poked and got a nasty shock in her rear! She grunted
in surprise, and moved forward. Those things must be cattle prods!
She couldn’t believe Mandy was doing that, it just didn’t seem like
her- most of Mandy’s admittedly fiendish ‘tortures’ had a strong sexual
theme, and were more fun than anything for Flora. They seldom indulged
in anything really painful, although they generally agreed that
discomfort was fine, if it was for a good cause.

Then she remembered what she was standing on. Oh, NO! she thought,
she’s going to force me to walk even more, and in front of Jason, too!

She was almost horrified at the prospect of an even longer session at
the tender mercy of the sinister latex body shaper and corselet. As if
they had minds of their own, her nipples hardened within the lubricated
cups.

As she awaited her fate, her breathing already quickening, she watched
in apprehension as Mandy attached some sort of gadget with a cord to
Jason’s rubber-covered crotch. The little machine had suction cups on
the front and supporting straps of clear plastic fastened it securely
to the edge of the frame. Another cord was plugged into the gadget and
carried around to his rear. She did something behind Jason for several
minutes, then reappeared and turned on Flora’s sound box.

“Well,” she announced, loudly so that Jason would hear, “It’s time I
explained a few things.”

Oh boy, thought Flora, speech time again.

“The facts are simple,” continued Mandy. “You two are supposedly my
slaves, even if you haven’t exactly been acting like slaves today. For
Jason this is a new experience, and temporary if he decides he’s not
having fun, but Flora of course has already made a commitment. As
slaves, you are supposed to serve me in any way I desire, especially
sexually. If you do this well, you are rewarded. If you do not, you
are punished, of course.

So. All of… THIS has come about because last night, I gave an order
to Flora.

She was not to touch you, Jason, until I permitted. It was a simple
demand, and easy to follow, but one she chose to ignore. And YOU,
Jason, showed rather poor manners in allowing her into your bed, having
just met your first love for the first time in many years. Both of you
will be paying dearly for that indiscretion during the next several
hours. I suggest you meditate on your trangressions while you are
undergoing treatment.

Hmm. Perhaps I should explain what will be happening.”
…End of the part41. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part40

Sunday, May 17th, 2009

face, although her eyes now looked somewhat calmer.

Of course, he already knew what Mandy thought of him. He couldn’t understand
it, she seemed genuinely to love him, yet she forced these perverse and
bizarre ordeals upon him. It hadn’t occured to him yet that Flora had been
going through similar ordeals for years, and despite today’s unusual
developments, loved it.

Perverse, said Jason to himself, now isn’t that the pot calling the kettle
black! And she did warn you about `trials and tests’.

The more he thought about it, the more he became interested in Mandy’s idea
of entertainment, although he wasn’t sure he wanted to find everything out
first-hand.

It seemed for the moment, though, that he had no choice.
Flora was relieved when Mandy led Jason from the room, having been
rather embarrassed from her orgasmic walk around the table. Now her
rubber corselet grew cool and clammy, her sweat trickling down her body
under the tight material. Her arousal had cooled- she felt just a
little disgusted with herself and wished she could get the suit off and
take a hot shower.

In a short time, Mandy returned with an appliance dolly, the sort of
thing one moves refrigerators with. She strapped Flora into it like so
much baggage, and wheeled her away. Flora was relieved that she
wouldn’t have to walk anywhere, and she hoped she wouldn’t be exposed
to Jason’s wide-eyed stare again.

Flora had been with Mandy for years, and was quite comfortable in their
master-slave relationship, but the presence of this naive young man was
somehow embarrassing. Of course, the fact that she hadn’t slept with a
man in over a year until last night, might have had something to do
with her attraction to him. She had a love for novelty, and her years
with Mandy had given her time to think about alternatives, until she
had actually begun to look forward to playing with a man again.

A bump as they entered the servants’ lift brought her back to reality.
Flora’s stomach complained as it sloshed with the full load of liquid
‘breakfast’ that had been force-fed to her. She wondered what Mandy
had in store for her today. She soon found out. The lift lurched DOWN
instead of up, and she knew that she was in for more “discipline”
before Mandy would consider this whole matter with Jason over with.

When they reached the basement, she was wheeled into their exercise
room, which at times, Mandy used as a supplement to the many dedicated
“play rooms” that Mandy had had installed over the last few years. To
Flora’s horror, Mandy’s exercise treadmill had been brought in. She
suspected immediately what what that was intended for. Off to one side
was Jason in the ’sandwich rack’ as Flora called it.

He’d never looked so good as far as Flora was concerned. He was held
quite immobile between the heavy sheets of transparent silicone rubber,
every curve of muscle looking as if it were dipped in the shiny, clear
material. She thought that the material had somehow been stretched to
cover his head as well, until she realized it was a new molded helmet
made of the same silicone rubber. She also saw with a shock that his
hair was gone, his shiny pate clearly visible beneath the transparent
rubber hood. For a moment, she felt a flash of sympathy for him as she
recalled how embarrassed she had felt when she had lost her hair, years
ago.

She had never seen anyone else in the frame, but she remembered how it
felt, and remembering turned her on. Held immobile, vertically, he
appeared almost to be suspended in mid-air, only the gleam of the shiny
material giving away the effect. She longed again for his touch,
though she knew it would be unattainable for some time.

Mandy guided Flora until she was standing on the treadmill, facing
Jason in his bizarre bondage. He looks like a bug on display, she
…End of the part40. To be continued..

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