rubber and leather specialists in Europe and England.
This one appeared to be a very long, heavily boned panty corselet.
Incredibly, it was made out of 1/8″ thick rubber, and the boning was so
stiff, she could hardly bend it. She opened the front busk and
shuddered when she looked inside. The heavy rubber briefs that made up
the lower half were fitted with a formidably large dildo and an almost
equally large butt plug. In front of the dildo, the briefs were lined
with a narrow panel of 1/2″ rubber fingers. She turned it over. The
waist section was cut severely small and the molded breast cups were
lined with more little rubber warts. The garment would cover the
entire torso up to the jawline with a high collar, stiffened with more
boning.
The corset section had the usual laces for tightening it up the back,
with more over the tops of the shoulders and at the neck, too. And
there were what looked like two small swivel joints riveted to the back
at hip height.
Everywhere she looked on it, there was some other little feature
intended to torment the wearer. The purpose of some things were not
immediately apparent.
There was a heavy rubber tube or hose, glued along the back from top to
bottom. There was also a threaded metal stud attached at the crotch
under the dildo. She couldn’t fathom what either of those was for.
And frankly, the whole thing looked a little small, even for her
slender figure. She shuddered, and looked up at Mandy.
Mandy walked over. “Here, you’ll need this.” She handed Flora a
hospital-size tube of KY jelly. Flora lubricated the dildo, the
butt-plug and herself and moved as if to put it on.
“No,” interrupted Mandy, “do all of the inside and coat yourself,
too… thoroughly.”
Flora obeyed, spreading the slimey goo liberally over the inside of the
corselet, and then all over herself. When her torso was completely
coated in the glistening goo, she stepped into the garment and started
pulling it on. With both her hands and the rubber covered with
lubricant, it took several tries to get the dildo in, while Mandy
unhelpfully stood by, watching with a most unhelpful and predatory
smile on her face. The rubber dong seemed to be pushing into her
stomach when she got it fully seated. It took even longer for the butt
plug, to allow her rear to relax, and she was panting with arousal
before it was over. She gasped as it slid home, and her sphincter
closed over the constriction.
Mandy still stood silently watching, neither helping nor criticizing.
Next Flora slipped her hands through the arm-holes, and her breasts
slithered into place. Her nipples hardened further at the first
caresses of the ribbed rubber cups. She had to struggle to get the
front busk closed, even though the back laces were loostened
completely. She sent imploring looks at Mandy, which were ignored.
Finally, she got the last fastener hooked and she relaxed slightly, her
torso slipping around a little inside her steel and rubber prison.
The next thing Mandy handed her was a pair of thigh length boots, made
from very shiny patent leather. They had six inch spike heels, and
they laced from toe to hip. She sat down on the bed and put them on.
Even un-laced, the corselet was so unyielding she had a hard time
bending over to lace the boots. The only thing that made it possible
at all was that the boning ended just over the hips, allowing her to
bend at the hips slightly, although she had to keep her back very
straight, or the compression against her belly would make it impossible
to breathe.
Eventually, however, the boots were laced to Mandy’s satisfaction,
which meant very tightly, and without wrinkles.
…End of the part29. To be continued..