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Adventures in Rubber part80

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

is Mr. Dodds?”

“That’s the weird part! When I got out, he sat me in that chair, freed
my hands, and by the time I thought to take off my helmet, he was gone!
He likes doing that, though- he likes to make dramatic entrances and exits.
What bothers me though, is how he got past Charlemagne and Attila.”

“Who? Oh, Mandy’s dogs. Hmm. He wouldn’t have, um… he wouldn’t…”
he didn’t finish, because Flora’s eyes grew wide, and she dashed from the
room, barely managing to keep her footing on the slick tile. “Hey wait!
shouted Jason, “he could still be around…”
He struggled with the cuffs for a while, which Flora hadn’t managed to
remove, then sat down in resignation when he realized he couldn’t get
them off. He wasn’t about to go running through the house naked, no matter
how well he knew the owners. Besides, his feet were still more or less
oily, and he didn’t fancy negotiating all that tile without the use of his
arms for balance.

Flora returned in a few minutes, puffing, with a puzzled expression on
her face. “S’odd,” she said, “‘Tilla and Charley are outside, chasing
the birds as if nothing’s happened. Healthy as horses.” She began
fumbling with Jason’s cuffs again. Finally, she wiped her hands on
another towel, and gripping the leather through the towel, managed to
unbuckle the stiff straps.

“So how did he get in?” Jason asked, wiping silicone from his body with
an already saturated towel. “And how the hell am I going to get clean?”
he added to himself.

Flora looked thoughtful as she dug another towel out of the cupboard.
“I don’t know…maybe he drugged them. I know for certain he used drugs
on me… I still feel a little funny around the edges. Not bad funny,
just sort of fuzzy… you know?”

“Yah. Hey, what about Mandy?” Both their eyes grew wide, and they
managed to jammed themselves in the doorway like two Keystone Kops, in
their haste to get into the adjoining room. What they found was not
exactly comforting. The tilt-table sat unmoving, the respirator
equipment, silent. A strange-looking hollow mold of Mandy’s body lay
upside down on the floor next to the table, the table itself being bare,
with an outline where the mold had been cut free. Jason walked over and
examined it. The suit Mandy had been made to wear was still inside,
molded into the rubber. The tape sealing the back zipper had been cut,
and the suit simply zipped open, since her back hadn’t been covered with
the rubber.
There was no sign of Mandy in the room.

Jason looked worried. “Oh…”

“…shit,” finished Flora. She looked even more worried than Jason.
The two of them went up the stairs, two at a time, and started searching
the first floor. It rapidly became apparent she was not there.

“Mandy?” called Flora, “MANDY!” she was beginning to sound frantic.

“Hey, hey, easy,” soothed Jason, maybe she’s asleep upstairs.” He
sounded more calm than he felt, or at least hoped he did. “Let’s finish
looking around before we go panicking, okay?”

Ignoring the elevator in favor of the sweeping staircase for speed,
they took to the second floor. In the hallway, they found a note, pinned
to Mandy’s door by a deer-footed dagger.

“Jesus!” said Jason, wide-eyed. Flora yanked the note free as they
swept in to Mandy’s room.

Mandy was in her bed, apparently asleep. They stood transfixed for a
moment, until they saw that she was breathing. Jason looked at Flora
with relief. She was staring at the note. An amused look of wonderment
was stealing across her face. At Jason’s puzzled expression, she held
…End of the part80. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part8

Monday, June 29th, 2009

tight women’s dresses, to men’s “blue jeans”. But through it all,
despite his best efforts, he could find no-one to wear any of it with,
or to share his growing interest in bondage. Oh, he dated, and
socialized, but he never found anyone to share his secret desires.
Just once, he had dared to mention his fetish to a woman he had been
dating for some months. They had made love a few times, and she had
proved quite conservative- almost boring, Jason would have said. But
she did seem to enjoy dressing sexy, although more for looks than the
feeling of the clothes themselves, so he casually mentioned that he
would like to see her in a dress he’d bought for her, and when she
agreed, he brought out a rather plain sheath dress in shiny black
latex.

It fit her well, but she complained that it ‘felt weird’, and wouldn’t
wear it again. He never dared to bring up the topic again.

After they stopped seeing each other, he resigned himself to a lonely
life of masturbation and fantasies.

Attending tonight’s Hallowe’en party was a half-hearted attempt to get
out and see the local nightlife. He’d noticed, over the last few years,
a subtle trend toward a ‘trashy and flashy’ look in fashion, and had
begun to have hopes of finding a lover who shared his tastes. He had
debated for hours what to wear to the party, balancing the requirements
for a costume against his desire to “come out” in something kinky. In
the end, he settled on renting a Spanish toreador outfit worn with his
own black rubber knickers, and a simple domino mask.

It took all his courage to wear the pants, too.

But as he pulled the stretchy, shiny latex over his legs, he realized
it didn’t matter what people thought, tonight was Hallowe’en! Tonight
was the one night he could wear anything at all without fear of
ridicule or outcry. He revelled in the tight, smooth feel of the
rubber jeans. To hell with it, he thought, I’m going to enjoy myself
tonight!

At the party, which was hosted by a local radio station, he was greeted
by a delightful array of leather dresses, spandex pants and skirts, and
other sexy costumes. But as he danced with various partners in turn,
he realized that to these nervously laughing people, they were just
costumes, and none of them would likely wear such things to the
office. There was no lack of spandex, plenty of cheap imitation
leather, and a fair amount of real leather, but not one bit of rubber
was to be seen. Eventually, he sat down at the bar to rest and console
himself with a drink.

Now, after two stiff scotches, he had become positively soggy with
nostalgia. So, as he sat sweltering in his sweaty costume, feeling
utterly alone in his perversion, he was overwhelmed to see two women
walk in, wearing what appeared to be mostly rubber costumes. And what
costumes! The first to enter, a tall redhead with an impossibly
exaggerated hourglass figure, was wearing what looked like a cross
between a form-fitting jacket and a corset, made of black patent
leather. She possessed the smallest waist he had ever seen. Below
that, a skin-tight glossy hobble-skirt flared around her ample hips,
compressing her legs together from waist to knee. Judging from its
smooth, shiny texture and its fluid movement as she walked, it was made
of thick latex rubber. On her legs, she wore knee-length boots with
six-inch heels, that laced all the way up.

Her companion, a shorter brunette, was dressed in a classic french
maid’s uniform, complete with white doily, except that her uniform was
made entirely of rubber. She had on long black latex stockings with
lace garters showing just under the hem of her skirt. His eyes grew
wider.

On her feet were a pair of cruel looking patent leather ankle boots
with 6- inch spike heels, and heavy ankle straps attached to each other
with a sturdy little chain.
…End of the part8. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part79

Sunday, June 28th, 2009

mittens curl around his neck and shoulders, while her long legs drew up
along his hips, and slithered around his waist. It looked like Flora was
more experienced at this sort of thing than he. It also looked like he
might get some satisfaction after all.

-=*=-

Flora too, was having difficulties, even though she had been in the Well
before, with her hands bound to frustrate any attempt to relieve herself.
The years of restrictive rubber clothes and fetishistic bondage had
accustomed her to this kind of confinement, but she wasn’t yet jaded- she
still couldn’t help becoming aroused. She fumbled at her breasts and
Jason’s crotch with her mittened hands, until an advantage of their
situation struck her.

She maneuvered herself so that she was once again pressed belly-to-belly
against Jason, his firm erection pressing deliciously into her belly-
button. Then she clumsily grasped him around the neck, and drew her legs
up, so that she was more or less in a sitting position at his waist. This
was less easy than it sounds, for while they were both slippery as eels
from the silicone, they were still crushed together by the pressure of the
water behind the rubber surrounding them.
As she locked her legs around him, he finally got the idea, and they
squirmed together a bit, until at last, he slid inside her.

-=*=-

Jason’s first orgasm had been explosive, and judging from the little
after-spasms that gripped his cock, Flora had enjoyed it too. After an
indeterminate period of rest, during which they squirmed against and
around each other to stay comfortable, they made love again. This time
they were more relaxed, with less of the sense of urgency they had felt
the first time. They slithered against each other in a slow, languorous
rhythm, savoring the slippery sensations of each others’ body, and of the
rubber that pressed in around them.

It’s like making love in a mother’s womb, thought Jason.

His second ejaculation seemed to take minutes, as his muscles
relentlessly wrung every remaining drop of semen from his loins. They
relaxed again, their bodies softening into each other until they might
have been one flesh.

-=*=-

Jason started suddenly. He realized he had been dozing! He found
it hard to believe that he could have fallen asleep in their present
situation, but then, he was sooo tired. He felt now what had awakened
him. Flora was sliding past him. At first he thought that he might be
slipping further down into the well, but his feet were already wedged
firmly against the bottom of the rubber bag. It occurred to him that
Flora was being pulled out. After a long wait Jason too, felt the tug
of his body harness, and he slithered his way out of the warm grasp of
the latex womb.

God, thought Jason as his head and shoulders came free, it’s like being
born again!

After a moment, he felt ground beneath him, his feet coming to rest on
a towel. After a little fumbling, the helmet came off his head, and to
his surprise, he found that it was Flora removing it.

“Flora! How,” he started to ask, but Flora had already silenced
him with a ferocious kiss. “Yum,” he finished, grinning.

“That felt wonderful!” Flora exclaimed, “I feel like I could sleep for
a hundred years! Here, let me get those cuffs off you.” She struggled
with the cuffs a moment, both of them still slippery with oil.

“Yeah, it was kind of fun, wasn’t it?” answered Jason, “but um, WHERE
…End of the part79. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part78

Saturday, June 27th, 2009

thick, and very slippery. The hands lingered at her breasts and
crotch, and she leaned into the groping fingers, hoping for a treat, a
little something extra, but they passed on.

After waiting several more minutes, she found herself being hoisted
into the air, bumping gently against Jason’s body. She rejoiced,
knowing what was to come.

Jason too, got the harness put back on him after his woman-suit was
removed, but he also got something else. He jerked and tried to refuse
the groping hands, but there was nothing he could do after an annoyed
Dodds manacled his wrists behind his back. The strong hands fastened
something tight, that felt like leather, around his cock and balls.

Something else, that felt like cuffs, were strapped just below his
knees. He felt a gentle pull on his scrotum, and when the fumbling
stopped, the “something”, some kind of little harness apparently, was
still there, constricting his cock and stretching his sack out almost
unbearably.

He felt himself getting very hard, and the sense of constriction and
stretching became even tighter.

Then he too, received the hot oil treatment, and squirmed helplessly as
the unseen hands stroked his now rock-hard member. Soon he felt his
feet leaving the floor, and his greasy body bumping and sliding against
Flora’s.

Mr. Dodds wiped his hands on a rag, and with a few shoves and tugs, he
traversed the winch until Flora and Jason were directly over the well.

Pressing the controls again, he lowered them until their feet began
forcing their way into the tight rubber lining of the well…
Jason squirmed, and felt Flora squirming against him, as their feet
touched something soft, slimy, and at first, cold. It quickly warmed
to their body temperature though, as it slipped up their legs to their
thighs. Whatever it was, it pressed firmly against their oiled bodies,
squeezing them together. Jason assumed that this was the well that he
had glimpsed in the center of the room. As it enveloped them further,
passing their thighs and hips, Jason imagined the two of them being
sucked into an enormous vagina.

Soon, the squishy warmth had swallowed them up to their necks and for a
moment, Jason fought panic, unwilling to have his head consumed as well.
But reason prevailed, and he told himself that the air hissing into the
tight-fitting helmet must be coming from a compressor of some kind.
His air supply was safe.

With a slight lurch, the two of them slid all the way into the tight,
slippery well, the warm rubber walls pressing them closely together.
Then a new sensation presented itself. The walls began to move, with
slow, strong undulations. Outside, Mr. Dodds had turned on the water
jets of the jaccuzi, and the rotating streams pulsed against the pair
inside.

Jason smiled inside his helmet, reveling in the sensations of Flora’s
slippery breasts and belly pressed against his, the rubber walls
squeezing their tired bodies in a soft yet insistent massage. It wasn’t
long before he was frowning however, as he came to understand his
predicament. With his hands bound behind him, there was very little he
could do to enjoy their situation, and he soon discovered that Flora was
in a similar fix when he felt her rigid mittens groping about his body.
It felt nice to have her caress him, but the mittens were scratchy and
hard, and did not feel particularly sensual. Flora could not grasp him,
nor could he hold her, and he was soon near to screaming with
frustration, his erect cock slithering helplessly against her belly.

Dodds wins another round, he thought.

But after a few minutes of frustrated groping, he felt Flora’s leather
…End of the part78. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part77

Friday, June 26th, 2009

again snapped the winch cable to “Floras” harness. When he had him
unstrapped and free of assorted phalluses, he let him hang for a moment
while he removed the head harness, the female face mask and wig, and
finally the suspension harness he had put on him earlier.

Then he surprised them both by announcing, in a phony melodramatic
voice, “Now you must return to reality, as you will see just who is
who… and what.”

He fumbled at Jason’s neck, and pulled a long strip of pink tape down
off his back. When he had it off, he pulled the uncovered zipper down
as well. The foam latex peeled open, revealing Jason’s real body.
Eventually, he stood nude, dripping sweat and blinking, as the breasts
and sleek lines of a woman fell away. He realized that deep inside, he
was sorry to become a man again.

He was glad, however, to be able to feel his own skin again, and he
noticed that his head was more or less clear. He felt wonderfully
alive, despite the locker room smell he had developed inside the foam
rubber suit.

Before he had time to appreciate his newly found joi-de-vie however,
Dodds covered his head with one of the two helmets that he’d dug out of
the cabinets. It felt very odd on his face, and Dodds made no move to
stop him as Jason explored the surface of the new helmet with his
hands.

It was made of thin black latex with a zipper up the back. Moreover,
it was fitted inside with a surgical style oxygen mask, the hose
running out the front of the mask. When it was zipped up the back, it
fit quite tightly, and the skirt of the oxygen mask sealed tightly
around his mouth and nose. For a moment, it became difficult to
breathe, and he panicked, thinking that Dodds had forgotten something,
but then he heard the soft rattle of the compressor, and cool air
flooded into his lungs.

Flora looked on in amazement at the removal of Jason’s female face and
suit, as she was still fuzzy-headed from the drugs, and wasn’t quite
sure what was going on. It was becoming apparent, however, that this
had not been a dream at all, but a particularly clever dupe on the part
of Mr. Dodds.

Right then and there, she decided she loved the nutty old coot, and she
could see how Mandy too, as dominant as she was, could submit herself
to him.

In no time at all, Jason was standing naked on the tiles, and Mr. Dodds
was already putting one of the breathing hoods on Jason’s head. Flora
waited impatiently to be let down. Her arms had begun to ache a little
at being held tightly in position so long. She watched as Jason’s
masked head was tethered by a hose to the compressor, and having spent
many hours in the well by herself, she hoped Dodds would put them both
in at the same time.

Dodds affixed the other end of the long hose to the compressor sitting
against the wall, thought a moment, and wheeled it over to the well.
He let Jason stand there while he took Flora down in the same manner,
removed her helmet, body harness and suit, and as a result, various
long, thick objects from her body, much to her dismay.

He put the other breathing helmet on her. All was quiet for a few
moments, Flora hearing only the quiet hiss of air into her mask. Then
she felt a leather harness being strapped onto her body, one
considerably less complicated than the previous one. And, as she had
feared, Mandy must have told Dodds about her punishment, for she felt a
pair of “pancake” mitts being strapped onto her hands. These mitts
were made of stiff leather, and held the fingers and hands flat,
preventing them from grasping or feeling anything.

Then a pair of strong hands began oiling her body with something warm,
…End of the part77. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part76

Thursday, June 25th, 2009

She was still wondering why her skin felt so numb…

While the two slaves rotated in sexual union, Mr. Dodds had trotted off
to check on his other patient, and then gone up to the kitchen for a
cup of tea.

When he returned, they had slowed down slightly, so he gave them
another push, just to keep their interest up. Meanwhile, he made
another trip upstairs, returning with a gallon jug in each hand. He
set them down by the “well” in the middle of the room, and began
searching the cabinets around the room for something. He soon found
it, or them rather, and sat down to watch his artwork spin on the
wall. By this time, Flora was groaning and panting with passion, and
although Jason was less noisy, he seemed to be enjoying himself
finally.

Dodds thought back to the first time he had seen what Mandy
unimaginatively called “The Well”. She’d had it constructed shortly
after she met Flora.

She had wanted something restrictive that she and Flora could enjoy
together, when she wasn’t feeling particularly topish. Something a
little like bondage, and preferably of rubber.

In the end, she had constructed this… a vertical bath, like a wishing
well, eight feet deep and lined with a very large and thick rubber
bag. The bag was sealed to the rim of the well. The well itself was
in fact, a simple jacuzzi, with water jets in the walls, and the rubber
lining was anchored at the bottom so that it would not be forced out by
the water. The water forced the bag closed, so that the thing could
only be entered with a considerable amount of pressure, and a lot of
lubrication. It was necessary too, to wear some kind of air mask so
that one could breathe.

As fate would have it, Mr. Dodds had chosen to show up just after they
had completed it. He had shown them an excellent substitute for the KY
jelly they had planned to use in it, too. Flora and Mandy had enjoyed
their first session in it under the watchful eyes of Mr. Dodds, and he
had chosen to let them stay in it for several hours. Mandy had
originally planned for them to wear body harnesses attached to the
winch, allowing them to get out. The winch would have been activated
by a timer. However, Dodds had talked them out of it saying that it
might not be reliable, and that as long as he was here, he may as well
help out. Never mind the fact that Mandy’s electrical power was backed
up by an automatic generator, or that she had already proven to herself
that she could climb the chain to get out. She knew he had ulterior
motives.

Since their own weight forced them down into the bag, and the generous
helping of silicone oil made their bodies and the rubber ridiculously
slippery, they were quite helpless to get out until he reached in with
the winch line to haul them out.

Meanwhile, they had spent several hot and sweaty hours enjoying each
other, their bodies pressed firmly together within the folds of soft
yet unrelenting rubber.

Mr. Dodds knew too, that Mandy had used the Well as a punishment (of
sorts) for Flora, putting her rigid chastity belt on her, and letting
her squirm in arousal for hours, unable to satisfy herself.

After watching the rotating pair with satisfaction for several minutes,
Mr. Dodds got up and poured the entire contents of one of the jugs into
the well. The liquid that came out was thick and clear. He wanted to
be sure they had plenty of lubrication during their stay.

After watching them turn amid grunts, groans, and mews of pleasure for
some time, Mr. Dodds finally relented. “Alright kids, that’s enough.
Let’s cut to the chase.” He stopped the rotation of the x-frame, and
…End of the part76. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part75

Wednesday, June 24th, 2009

With several more wide leather straps, Dodds fastened “Floras” arms and
legs along side “Jasons”, so the two were immovably joined. Only then
did he remove the winch cable from “Floras” harness.

He smiled at the two bodies joined on the frame, then grabbing one of
the x-extensions, he gave it a shove. Aha! The hub at the center was
on a ball bearing, and the two joined slaves rotated around and around,
until they were dizzy, and their shifting weight pushed and pulled
things they would have preferred were left alone.

Soon, their out of balance condition told, and they settled down,
rocking slightly. Dodds frowned and moved to one end of the
contraption.

After clamping a lead weight to two of the arms, he gave it another
lighter, shove, and watched for a moment. When it showed no signs of
being out of balance, slowing only a little, he gave it a bigger shove,
then another, and another, making it pick up speed. It gave no sign of
slowing down any time soon. He smiled again.

As far as “Flora” (Jason) was concerned, this was just a strange (if
mildly erotic) joy ride, with no real purpose. His shifting weight
forced him up and down on the dildo, but that was about all he got out
of it. He grunted and groaned with each revolution, and was thankful
he wasn’t prone to motion sickness. After a while, he began to sort of
absentmindedly suck and tongue the fat organ gagging his mouth, and
groans of pleasure came from behind and underneath him. With a start,
he realized what it was he was doing and stopped it, his mind a
confusion of sexual thoughts. He was fairly confident now in his
identity as Jason, but was still confused as to how he had come to have
a woman’s body.

Conversely, he was fairly certain that the “man” strapped beneath him
had to be Flora (assuming Dodds had not lied about who was in the
rubber abomination next door), but there too, he couldn’t be sure,
since his mouth was definitely full of a man. That fact in itself
repelled him, but there was damn all he could do about it, and in fact,
he was secretly enjoying having a gag in his mouth, even if it was
someone’s… he couldn’t bring himself to think it.

Again, after some time, his head dizzy with the confusion of who was
what, and from the intermittant pressure on his prostate, he absently
began to pull a little on the prick filling his mouth. Again, moans
sounded from behind him, and the dildo stuffed in his ass throbbed with
the vibrations of… Floras? mouth. The muffled voice could be hers,
but…

For “Jason” (Flora) on the other hand, it was quite a pleasurable
experience.

With each revolution, the mercury-filled dildo within her quivered and
jerked, a unique throbbing sensation that was rapidly making her
crazy. Still fuzzy from the strange brew of drugs Dodds had given
them, Flora didn’t really understand the source of her sexual
excitement, and was a amazed at how similar sex as a man felt to her
own experiences.

Moreover, the butt plug in her rear rubbed and bumped inside against
the dildo, and worse, “Floras” belly was rubbing against her breasts
inside the suit, although she couldn’t recognize these things at the
time. Then, too, “Flora” had began to pull at her erection, and
immediately, she felt an internal vibration exciting her in a familiar
way. “Flora” stopped for a while, then started again, and “Jason”
realized she was close to coming.

She eagerly awaited to see what it would be like. When it arrived, she
was vaguely disappointed. To her surprise, it felt a lot like what she
called a vaginal orgasm, and she shuddered with little internal
spasms.
…End of the part75. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part74

Tuesday, June 23rd, 2009

metal, but she soon saw her error. The craftsman who made them had
been talented indeed. No wonder Flora had been walking so
stiff-legged!

When he had them off, Dodds ordered “Flora” to remove his dress.
Embarrassed, Jason nonetheless did as he was told. Off came the pretty
maid’s uniform. Mr. Dodds loosened the corset laces until it could be
unhooked, and removed it. “Flora” heaved a sigh of relief. He could
breathe again!

“Jason” looked on in wonder. There was no doubting the person in front
of her was a woman, and a damned attractive one at that! The loss of
the dress revealed a very shapely body, dressed in gleaming black latex
stockings, held up by the garters of a very pretty shimmering pink
girdle. Above it, she had on a long-line pink rubber brassiere showing
off a generous bust. She also wore opera length silver latex gloves.

Although her makeup was definitely too heavy for “Jason’s” tastes, the
overall effect was very attractive, in a sleazy sort of way. Flora
LIKED sleazy.

All of which made her even more confused. She was certain now who she
was, and that Mr. Dodds had merely confused her- although she couldn’t
as yet explain the amazing transformation her body seemed to have
undergone. So if she was Flora, who was this woman? Unless Mr. Dodds
had admitted another person to Mandy’s home, or had lied to them about
who was inside the amazing rubber sculpture in the other room, it had
to be Jason. But how could one explain the beautiful female body in
front of her, or for that matter, her own well-built male frame?

Suddenly she remembered the female face mask that had been on the
other’s face. Dodds had apparently changed it, for the other woman now
appeared much younger, with more makeup, although her body remained the
same. “Jason” felt a moment of jealousy, then a flush of desire.

The other woman was certainly attractive enough.

Mr. Dodds allowed them to stare at one another for a moment, then
showed “Flora” an elaborate suspension harness. He put it on him and
in a minute had it tightly fastened. He reached up to the winch and
pulled down a cable, snapping its hook to the harness, just above the
buttocks.

“Flora” felt more than a little vertigo as the winch hauled him off the
ground, head down, but he was even more dismayed at what happened
next.

Dodds pulled him along the traveling track until he was up against
“Jason” belly to belly. A little adjusting brought “Flora’s” tightly
rubbered pink bottom into contact with the dildo poking out and down
from “Jason’s” harnessed mouth.

“Jason” could only look on in awestruck fascination as she realized
what was about to happen.

“Flora”, too, was a bit horrified and more than a little turned on as
he dangled upside down, his face just inches from “Jason’s” prominent
erection. Seconds later, he felt Mr.Dodds attaching things to his
harness, and shortly he was pulled in sharply to “Jason’s” body and the
two were pressed tightly against each other.

There was nothing “Flora” could do except grimace in embarrassment as
Dodds inexorably forced his bottom down over the dildo attached to
“Jasons” face. When it was deeply seated, Dodds attached several
straps to d-rings on “Floras” torso harness and pulling them tight
around “Jasons” head, fastened them to the frame. He attached still
more straps to “Floras” head harness, using them to pull the reluctant
slave’s head down, finally forcing his mouth over “Jasons” erection.
Quickly, he strapped the harness around “Jasons” hips to the frame,
holding him in that position.
…End of the part74. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part73

Monday, June 22nd, 2009

looked up sheepishly. “All right,” he said, “I’ll stay.”

Dodds looked doubtful. “Will you acknowledge myself and Mandy to be
thy lord and mistress?” It sounded ominous, like a biblical speech,
but Jason nodded.

Dodds persisted. “And you’ll do as we say; suffer any tortures we may
put to you?”

This scared Jason a little more, but he realized, too, that Dodds had
never shown any signs of being truly cruel, and although his methods
bordered on the baroque, and his bedside manner was maniacal, he had
always seemed to make sexual pleasure, (or at least stimulation to the
point of madness), his goal.

Jason dropped his head in submission.

“Yes.” he said.

Mr. Dodds smiled a broad smile. “Fine. Fine, then it’s all settled.
Now we understand each other.” His voice rose to a shout. “AND FOR
BEING SO IMPERTINENT AS TO QUESTION ME, YOU CAN DAMN WELL REMAIN A
WOMAN FOR SEVERAL MORE HOURS!” When he finished his tirade, he was
still grinning.

He pulled out another rubber mask from the bag on the floor.

“I’ve a better face for you to wear, my dear,” he said, his voice
softening suddenly, “this suits my tastes much better.” After
fastening it on, Dodds replaced the fancy wig on Jason’s head,
completing the illusion.

Like the other, this one had a zip up the back, and when it was on, he
pulled out a hand mirror from the bag and showed “Flora” her new face.
It was as realistic as the other; that is, it really looked like a
woman’s face, although this face might have been more at home walking
the streets.

I look like a hooker, thought Jason to himself. His eyes were
surrounded by bright eye shadow and liner, the lashes were thick with
mascara, and his lips were painted a hot passionate red. Also, his
mouth was no longer obstructed. He stuck out his tongue, through the
ruby lips, just to see if he could do it.

“Oh, don’t worry,” chuckled Dodds, “we’ll give that tongue something to
work on soon, never fear.” He continued chuckling to himself,
apparently thinking this very amusing, as he strapped onto “Floras”
head a simple trainer harness which had no gag or blindfold. It
circled the head three ways, and had many d-rings attached, but he
couldn’t really see the point.

Eventually, Mr. Dodds got around to lowering the dildo rod pinning
“Flora” in place, and loosened the fixtures attaching his boots to the
floor. He neglected to remove the arm binder, however, which still
clamped “Floras” now numb arms behind him.

When “Flora” was more or less free, Dodds led him back to the other
room. Once again, “Flora” marveled at the perfect replica of a man
that was securely fastened to the frame in front of him. Although some
small part of him had finally admitted that this wasn’t real, he still
thought of himself as a woman, at least temporarily.

-=*=-

Some time later, “Jason” watched Mr. Dodds return with “Flora”. Dodds
stood him in front of her, and began removing the steel thigh boots.
Until now, “Jason” had thought that she had been mistaken earlier, and
that they were actually something more prosaic, such as silver colored
leather. So perfect was their shape and fit, it seemed unreasonable to
expect someone to go to the trouble and expense of making them from
…End of the part73. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part72

Sunday, June 21st, 2009

In the next room, he reached behind “Floras” head and undid the zip of
Jason’s female-faced helmet, removing it.

“Look, mate,” Jason announced, as soon as his mouth was unplugged,
“I’ve had just about enough of your little games… when are you going
to leave us alone?” Mr. Dodds looked startled, as Jason ranted on.

“What gives you the right to come barging in here, take over Mandy’s
household, and treat us all like your personal sex slaves?”

Mr. Dodds looked amused for a moment. “First of all, Mandy IS my
`personal sex slave’, and since Flora belongs to Mandy, she is too is
mine to do with as I please. She has told Mandy many times that she
would give herself to another if Mandy ordered it, and especially if
Mandy watched. Although, I doubt this is exactly what she had in
mind. If you don’t believe me, you are free to ask Flora yourself,
as-if-and -when I decide to let her out of her present predicament.

“Secondly, I’d assumed when I found you in YOUR predicament, that you
were also a new acquisition of Mandys, since you certainly seemed to be
enjoying yourself.”

Jason blushed to his hairline.

“Third,” Dodds ticked off on his fingers, “I AM a reasonable man.
Since I didn’t ask you, and you didn’t ask me, you certainly should be
given the option to choose whether this is the sort of life you want to
lead. But I’ll warn you! If you decide to leave now, in the heat of
anger, I can predict that not only will you never be bothered by me,
you will never see Mandy or Flora again, either. Believe it or not,
some of the things we do here are unlawful in this state. It’s worse
back in England!

“Our kind are a secretive lot, and given the rather medieval laws in
this country, we can’t risk someone running out and calling the
newspapers, now can we? If I were to let you go, Mandy might be very
unhappy, but she would in all likelihood, move, despite her comfortable
little mansion here, and as I said, you would never see her again.

He paused, looking reflectively at Jason for a moment. “I assume,” he
added, “since you are here, and since Mandy generally prefers women,
that there is something special between you?”

Jason looked sullen, but nodded. Mr. Dodds continued. “So. Just to
be sure things are as everyone would have it, I will give you the
option. Stay here, subject to Mandy’s or my absolute rule, and live in
decadent, submissive pleasure, free of any cares, for as long as you
like. Or leave now, all pissed off, and let the rest of us get on with
our lives in whatever manner we wish!”

He stopped and looked patiently at Jason, waiting for an answer.

Jason was in a quandary. While he had resented Mr. Dodds invasion on
what had been shaping up to be his ultimate dream (complete with two
bisexual, rubber-loving women, a statiscal impossibility). He also
realized that Mr. Dodds had been responsible for many interesting hours
spent in the same bondage and stimulation that he had begun to enjoy at
the hands of Mandy since he arrived.

He knew, sooner or later, that this mysterious stranger (well okay, a
friend of Mandys) would depart, and hopefully, things would return to
“normal”.

He thought of his life before Mandy; the long, lonely years spent
alone, the abortive attempts at dating and the sick feeling he had had
when one lover had called him perverted for wanting her to wear a
rubber dress.

He realized that despite Mr. Dodd’s intrusion and bizarre bondage
performances, he was happier here than he had ever been alone. He
…End of the part72. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part71

Saturday, June 20th, 2009

within, as the table tilted, something sliding around inside…

Mandy grunted in surprise as her world began to sway again, and sighed
with relief as she began to slide back and forth, the fiendish fingers
and warts, now old friends, massaging her clitoris and nipples. The
dildo slid firmly home, filling her, then slid out again as she tilted
the other way.

Suddenly, the vibrations began again, seemingly from inside her breasts
and crotch. She shouted with joy as incredible thrills spasmed through
her body. She was sure now, in some small corner of her mind, that she
had been drugged, that this was more than her normal response, but her
body screamed, “WHO CARES?” and she gave in completely.

As if the fat dildo inside her weren’t enough, she now felt a cool
pressure building in her belly. The enema rushed into her, and she was
grateful that she’d had so little to eat in the last twenty-four
hours. She didn’t relish the idea of cramps. The water filled her
belly, and in combination with her already full stomach, made her feel
completely swollen and bloated. When the table swung down again, the
crowding inside her made the dildo feel as if it were ten times
larger. She felt stuffed, like a living sausage skin.

After a few more cycles of her dark and unstable world, she felt the
enema rushing out again.

She hardly noticed when the smell of her air changed subtlely, but
gradually she calmed down, although she was still out of her mind with
lust.

She felt happy, unreasonably happy, and at peace, although she
certainly wasn’t satisfied yet. She cheerfully macked up and down on
the rod, not knowing or caring where she was, or what was happening to
her. Eventually, again unnoticed, the air changed its flavor again,
and her head began to clear, so that although she knew precisely what
sort of situation she was in, she also felt more insistant that she get
some satisfaction. The effects of the little rubber warts and
vibrations became more noticeable, and she lost herself again in wave
after wave of sexual spending and release.

We may as well leave her now, as the rest is more or less the same, for
hours on end.

Mr. Dodds turned to his other two guests. “Well folks, that’s that for
a few hours, we shan’t see much more than this. Why don’t we leave her
to her pleasures, and see if we can’t find something else to amuse us
for awhile.”

He began to unfasten the straps holding “Jason” to the hospital
gurney.
When he had “Jason” free of the straps holding her to the gurney, Mr.
Dodds led her into the adjoining room. This room was adjacent to the
one where Mandy had first entertained Flora and her guest. Its two
prominent features were a low, round structure like a well, in the
middle of the room, which appeared to be filled with rubber sheets, and
an X-shaped bondage frame attached to one wall. It was attached at the
center to a large metal hub bolted to the wall.

There was also a large hoist hung from a traversable track on the
ceiling, and a diver’s air compressor on a wheeled dolly. All of which
equipment, “Jason” was only too familiar with.

Mr. Dodds made her stand on a stool while he strapped her body harness
to the frame. In minutes, she was attached by a myriad of little
leather straps, every few inches, with her waist tightly clamped by a
single four inch wide belt. Even her head was fastened down tightly to
the padded head rest. She couldn’t move an inch. As Mr. Dodds checked
the bondage of each limb in turn, she could feel the frame swaying
slightly. Finally, Dodds walked out.

…End of the part71. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part70

Friday, June 19th, 2009

to it.

Set to a slow speed, it will alternately empty and fill her bowels,
rather quickly, as the wheel rotates ’round.

He turned the valve under his hand, then turned the other. No obvious
changes occurred, and only Dodds could know what reactions might be
occurring inside the rubber sculpture.

“Let me explain what I have just done”, he continued. “This tank is
full of nitrous oxide, or laughing gas. The other is filled with pure
oxygen. Automatic timers will switch between the two, alternately
clearing her head and making her higher than a kite, every ten
minutes.

“The nitrous mixture is set thin enough so that she will merely feel
giddy and euphoric, rather than too drowsy. I’ve done this in the past
with several other slaves with great success. It seems to calm them
down in between climaxes, allowing them to recover just slightly. But
today, I intend to outdo myself. We all know that Mandy is very much
multi-orgasmic. Now I intend to see just how many climaxes she can
survive!

“But wait, there’s more, there’s more!” Dodds actually giggled, while
barely managing to not quite sound like a television commercial. He
was really enjoying himself.

“Several months ago, a friend of mine in the medical field heard of a
new anti-depressant drug being tested in Canada. It’s called
Chlomipramine. It worked, more or less, but patients on whom it was
being tested began to complain of excessive sex drive, and spontaneous
orgasms. It would seem the Canadians have stumbled across the world’s
first true aphrodesiac. I have tried it myself, and when taken in
quantity, it’s effects are startling.

“Oh, it’s a bit of a stimulant, although it’s quite harmless really,
but as a side effect, it makes one so randy, so impossibly horny,
everything else takes a back seat until you get satisfaction. When I
first tried it on a slave with whom I was out driving, she nearly
caused a wreck, she was so desperate!

“Mandy was given a largish dose about an hour ago. Its effects will
last about eight hours.

“Naturally, we’ll try to keep Mandy satisfied, although I rather
suspect that will be difficult. Hmm. Well. Let us begin. First the
table.”

He flicked a switch, and once again, the table began to tilt back and
forth.

“Now, the vibrators,” as he set the other toggle, “and the gas.” He
flipped another switch on the respirator equipment. “And finally, her
enema.”

He twisted a dimmer switch on the wall, and the bondage wheel began to
rotate slowly, gradually raising the enema bag.

They all stood transfixed for a moment, no one moving, (though two of
them would have been hard pressed to move in any case) as they looked
on in awe, even Mr. Dodds himself, at what he had done.

A bizarre female form, apparently wrought of polished ebony, grew out
of a solid slab that swung back and forth through almost ninety
degrees. It was a female sculpture, although the artist was obviously
obsessed with sex, for the breasts and mons veneris were exaggerated,
huge rounded things, with small wire leads trailing from them.
Certainly, the artist could be considered avant garde, as the tubing
leading to the sculpture’s mouth was hardly standard on the as-issued
female body. Then too, how did one explain the shifting of shape
…End of the part70. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part7

Thursday, June 18th, 2009

smart, they knew their daughter was too, and they were apparently very
open minded about her sexuality. Their only iron-clad rules concerned
her academic performance, and her health. Jason learned that they were
the source of Mandy’s uncommon but sensible fixation on what she
called, “safe sex”.

Only once did Jason glimpse anything unusual about the senior
Rafool’s. During one weekend visit to Mandy’s house to get her help
with some schoolwork, Jason went to the kitchen to grab them some
Coke’s. On the way back, he passed the garage door which had been left
ajar, and from which some rather frantic moaning and grunting was
coming. Upon peeking through the gap, he was greeted by the sight of a
large black mummy suspended by chains from the garage roof. The bag
looked like leather, and covered the body within it from scalp to
toes. It was liberally equipped with straps and buckles that had been
drawn tight, making the entire form-fitting arrangement quite taut.
Nonetheless, it was quirming enthusiastically, and he noticed a wire
dangling from the bag that trailed off to his right.

Then he noticed, at the edge of his view, a pair of crossed legs
belonging to someone seated just out of sight. The legs had on an
extraordinary pair of knee-high boots with high platform soles, whose
spike heels must have been a foot long! Above the boots, the legs were
dressed in something skin-tight, red, and very shiny which he suspected
was rubber. Shaking his head in amazement, he quietly returned to
Mandy’s room without telling her what he had seen.

Of course, thought Jason, it was to good to last…

Mandy’s mother had been hired to a lucrative position with a think tank
in Washington, DC., and the family moved away within a month. It
happened with hardly any notice, and Mandy and Jason were crushed.
They spent days saying goodbye. For almost a year, they wrote
constantly, and once Mandy’s parents payed her airfare back to St.
Louis. They had a few precious days together, fortunately during
summer school break, which they spent seeing movies, shopping, and
enjoying wild and imaginative sex.

Before she left, Mandy told him that if he couldn’t come to Washington,
she would be looking for another partner to spend her life with.
Although he knew it was only fair, having it out in the open drove home
the fact that he had lost her. It was years before he tried dating
again.

Years later, in an adult book store, he found a magazine dedicated to
“fetishists”. The pictures of women (and men!) in corsets, rubber, and
high heels were tantalizing and a kind of relief, as he had imagined
that his fascination was unique. He bought it and went home to look up
the word, “fetish”. It fits, he sighed to himself. I suppose I’ll
never find another girl like Mandy. Inside the magazine, he found page
after page of amazing photographs. And the clothes! Every page showed
men and women in the most delicious rubber costumes imaginable. There
were rubber dresses, rubber shirts, long rubber gloves and stockings,
in every color one could want. There was even a severe-looking rubber
corset that compressed one happily suffering woman from her neck to her
ankles! Moreover, the people were doing the strangest things! As he
drooled over the steaming scenes, trying to figure out the straps,
hoses and other paraphernelia, he noticed a tiny ad in one corner. It
was a company that sold all these wonderful things!

Fortunately, Jason was working in the computer field, and had a good-
sized income, or he would have gone broke within a year. He ordered a
few rubber goods from that first company, and subscribed to a magazine
they mentioned. He was still getting over the shock that there were
other people out there who loved rubber as much as he! In the
magazine, there were advertisements from other companies making
everything from anoraks to zoot suits, out of several different kinds
of rubber. He had immediately reached for his checkbook.

Over the years, he built an impressive collection of rubber goods, from
…End of the part7. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part69

Wednesday, June 17th, 2009

She realized that for some reason, she was becoming increasingly
aroused, more sexually aware than she could remember ever having been.
Her attention had narrowed to include just her skin, her breasts, and
her crotch. He must have drugged me again, she thought… something
special, although my head feels clear. She tried to think of other
things, but all that came to mind was a collage of previous sessions,
other bizarre treatments she had received at Mr. Dodds hands.

Her thoughts drifted back to her early days with him, when he had first
begun her training. He had made her put on his first gift to her- a
custom made, elegant rubber evening dress, and had taken her out to the
latest trendy dinner theatre. Despite the sexual feeling the dress
gave her, or perhaps because of it, she had been a little embarrassed,
an emotion she was not used to feeling. Perhaps it was because he had
insisted she remain naked beneath the dress. During dinner he had
kicked off a shoe and masturbated her with his toes beneath the
concealing table cloth. She had only barely managed to conceal her
climax from the other patrons and the ever-attendant waiter.

Suddenly a new sensation snapped her back to the present.

Powerful vibrations were coursing through her chest and crotch. Her
pelvis involuntarily tried to arch upwards to meet a non-existent
lover, and her nipples swelled still further within their cups. Her
breasts felt as if they had little motors inside them, the vibrations
were so strong.

As her slave Flora had often wondered in the past, so now did Mandy:
“How much more of this am I going to have to take?” She tried again to
let her mind wander, but her situation now was entirely too
distracting. She let herself go with the motions, and it was with
great relief that she felt her first orgasm building. Almost
immediately the vibrations, the rocking motions ceased.

She screamed into the mask, cursing silently, wondering how Dodds could
have known. She was blind with lust now, wanting anything, anything at
all to satisfy her. She tensed in her rigid rubber prison, trying to
rub against her suit, to mack up and down a bit on the rods filling
her, but to no avail.

Flora and Jason, even Mr. Dodds, could see nothing of this, and
although Mr. Dodds had a very good idea how excited a state his slave
was in, his frustrating her imminent climax for the second time that
day had been pure luck. He smiled, reviewing in his mind what he had
in store for his slaves. He walked to the respiration equipment and
reached for a valve on one of the tanks.

“And now, the piece de resistance…” He put on his best “lecturing”
smile. “Maybe I’m getting jaded in my old age, but I’m just not
satisfied any more with simple mechanical stimulation. True, rubber
and leather and bondage are wonderful things, but I’ve been
experimenting with new ideas.

“Tonight, Mandy will experience the culmination of two years of
investigation. In the past, Mandy’s sensuality, her desperate sexual
and fetish needs have been her strength… she could turn any of my
torments to her own pleasure. But never before have I tampered
directly with her mind as well as with her body.

“Tonight, rather than discomfort, she will undergo the most intense
sexual stimulation of her life. Everything else she has felt this
weekend will pale by comparison.

“If she survives with her mind intact, she will have proved herself to
be the finest slave in my experience, as well as a stern mistress.”

“I’ve a few other touches as well. Half way through my preparations
for this little show, it occurred to me that it would be a waste not to
use her rotating bondage board for something, so I tied her enema bag
…End of the part69. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part68

Tuesday, June 16th, 2009

platform beneath her. The suit has been heavily modified. It is not
very tight, and I’ve lubricated it inside with about three liters of
silicone oil, allowing her to move slightly with effort, or if for
example, we were to tilt the table. Heh.

“The suit has little rubber warts lining the breast cups and the crotch
area. I’m sure you’re both aware how sensitive Mandy’s nipples are.”

At this, “Jason” squirmed still more within her tight bondage.

“In addition,” continued Mr. Dodds, “there’s a thick dildo in her
lovely little quim, and a large enema plug up her rear. The helmet is
equipped with an inflated surgical breathing mask, a gag, padded eyes,
and padded ears. In addition, her ears are stuffed with foam
ear-plugs, so that she is completely isolated from sound. The
breathing hose is connected to this respirator apparatus so that we may
regulate what and how much she breathes.

“She can see, hear, and smell nothing whatsoever. She can feel only a
slight friction if she wriggles within the confines of the suit. She
has been in this state for several hours, so by now she will be just a
little wonky from sensory deprivation. I’ll now supply her with enough
stimulation to more than make up for it, however.”

So saying, he walked over and flipped the switch on the box below the
table. Immediately, it began to hum, and the arm coming out of it
began to push and pull, tilting the table slowly back and forth,
through an arc of almost ninety degrees.

Mr. Dodds continued his speech. “I want you both to imagine what sort
of strong mind it takes to endure the sort of sexual intensity I intend
to treat her to. Flora, you can probably best appreciate what she will
experience, but I assure you, this will be quite a bit more thorough an
treatment than you received. Here is another detail of her situation.

“I’m sure you’ve both noticed the somewhat exaggerated shape of her
breasts and crotch-mound. These are small but powerful vibrators which
have been molded into the suit with her, one over each breast and one
at the crotch. They are plugged into THIS.” He pointed to the control
box. “Let’s give her a small sample, shall we?”

Here he reached down and flicked the switch on the other small box on
the floor. A small pilot lamp glowed. They could hear no change over
the humming from the motor on the floor, nor could they see any
movement in the strange shape on the slab, other than the rhythmic
tilting of the platform, but each gave a small shudder as they imagined
the feelings that had to be coursing through Mandy’s helpless body
inside. After a long minute or two, Mr. Dodds turned everything off.

-=*=-

Mandy panicked a little as she felt herself tipping, afraid she was
about to be dropped on her head, but whatever was moving her, soon
swung back the other way, and her lubricated body slid down towards her
feet. In a way, this was worse, as the fiendish accessories of the
rubber suit mindlessly made love to her body.

As her weight slid down, the rippled dildo gently forced its way into
her vagina, filling her delightfully. Since she was swimming in
slippery silicone oil, she was powerless to prevent this, even if she
had wanted to.

Then too, the little rubber warts lining the breast cups and crotch
area teased her nipples and fondled her clitoris. She felt the heat
rushing to her privates and her pulse throbbing in her head. She
moaned with delight.

Then she was swaying back, slithering tightly into the head and
shoulders of her rubber prison, the bumps and rods reversing their
sensuous motion.
…End of the part68. To be continued..

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