I can feel my cock dripping in the cage and the newly formed bruises on my buttocks smarting. Slowly, I rise back up and extend my legs. It's almost as comfy as her favorite pajamas but much more sexy and certainly a lot more fun - and devilishly decadent to the touch! They're perfect for the devilish bondage slave who craves comfort and even more importantly, needs some training. Being fully rubbered up and locked into my rubber gear and not allowed out till the morning or after sex.
I was breathless for a moment but quickly gained my senses. It felt like I was in hell—a slippery, latex hell. And it is, but living out the fantasy is not quite as great. It soon becomes obvious that this is yet another one-piece body sack. I stand perfectly still as she closes the door behind me. Mistress reaches for the metal handcuffs on the table next to her and locks them to my wrists behind my back.
Recognising this, she forces my head down onto the bed so that my upper body rests on the bed with my legs still planted to the floor. You'll see that pictures are all about the experience, we're trying to capture a moment and a feeling rather than having the best technical photographs. Cleanup is a snap, even after the wildest play session. Trying to Remove Rubber Hoof Gloves: Secured by leather bondage cuffs, it is nearly impossible to remove the fingerless pony hoof mitts.
I then feel a tight grip around the handcuffs and Mistress slowly lifts them up behind my back. Seriously, I've slept overnight if you can call it sleep - it's really more like an unrestful doze, and when you wake up the next morning your mouth is dry, your hands are cramped, and you have sore spots on every knuckle , and the reality is far from the fantasy. In fact I should know that I will remain this way for the remainder of my life. There are reinforcements at the ends too, and using my hands, I tease your nipples out of the holes in the center of the reinforcements. The final step in this preliminary process is the application of a very thick, strong latex corset to my torso after first coating the inside with the liquid latex and pressing it into place, it is laced as tight as they can get it.
Again, my cock strains against my cage and the pain makes me bite down on the gag. Your arms feel leaden, so that when I release them from the cuffs, you offer no resistance when I place them at your back. Working from home has numerous benefits. We repeat the process with your hands and arms. It is an ordinary looking chair, with a leather sling to support your back, but it has a trapdoor in the bottom, which is lowered.
Do not sleep vel but good feeling. I will be as straight as a board sealed within all of this, the slick exterior of the body bag virually seamless except for the heavy zipper in back which they will run a bead of super glue along and of course for the tubes entering and exiting it. I watch in the mirror as the hose to my nozzle is opened, but my expelling hoses remained clamped. She might even pull out her strap-on and fuck me if I please her. I can only watch as one-at-a-time, the breather tubes are inserted the full 3 inches into my nostrils.
I remove her shoes one at a time and place them neatly next to me. First, after liberally dusting your body and the interior of the catsuit with powder, You begin to put it on, with my help. The next 20 minutes are unbearable. I comply, and as the gavages are, one at a time inserted, I feel them continuing on to enter my esophagus.
She loves fucking me and I love being fucked by her. Now each gavages is trimmed. I would like a related story about what she does to punish the male slave. Mistress walks over to the table and I hear her putting the black latex gloves on.
Now a latex collar and a latex top goes on after latex is applied from over the breast forms to the top of my neck and under my jaw. Latex gloves are sealed onto arms first and then latex over the gloves and catsuit sleeves sealed onto the shoulder length latex gloves. Now Mistress Gwen and slave cathy slide me back on the table and lay me on my back. Another piece of hose, about 4-6 feet long is fitted over the end and a compression clamp is used to make a secure seal. I have slept in sleepsacks and suits, but keep moving on with the sessions. The bedroom door opens and I can feel her looking at me through the blindfold.
If the video isn't displaying properly, you can try the. Peeling open the three sides and folding-over the side of the table the sealed end, I see that down the center of the bottom part are a row of straps - each one about the proper location to match the restraint straps that had been on the table earlier. You pass out from the orgasm this brings, and I release you from the chair and carry you to our bedroom, where I lovingly remove your bindings, and peel the suit from you, relishing the smell that assaults my nose as your crotch is freed. It has a contour that she adjusts so it follows that of my jawline. You are now to be carried down to the sub-basement where your prison awaits. Time went by and I realized that an hour must surely have passed by now.