She arrived at the hotel as arranged and met him in the foyer. He was she noticed very well spoken & polite. He offered to take her coat and they walked to the lift. They chatted for a while and drank a little champagne, she decided she liked him and stood up boldly and said shall we play. He told her previously about his fetish for latex, leather & boots and she had always liked the idea of experimenting with that kind of clothing. He told her that he had taken the liberty of bringing a few items for her and laid them out on the bed. She felt very excited as she looked at the clothing on the bed.
A shiny Black latex catsuit with matching gloves & hood. And a beautiful pair of Black leather 5inch stiletto heel thigh boots. She quickly stripped and started to pull on the catsuit once on it felt amazing almost like being hugged all over. It was incredibly tight yet so comfortable and held her in all of the nicest places she noticed. Next she put her feet into the boots which fit her foot like a glove she wondered if he had ordered them especially for her. She pulled the zips all the way up to her thigh. She noticed that they helped to support her on the spiky heels and she soon began to strut around the room with some confidence. The boots fitted her tightly and she loved the feel of them gripping her legs & ankles. She especially liked the creaking leather sound as she moved it was so sexy. The hood came next and it was devastating to wear, she felt like she could do or be anything she liked. It took away her identity and she liked that feeling very much. Finally came the gloves to finish the outfit skintight again yet so wonderful to wear. She looked at herself in the mirror and felt immediately turned on. The woman looking back at her was not herself it was some amazing rubberclad goddess, and so black & shiny.
She heard him enter the room behind her and gasp, he told her she looked amazing. She could not help herself and looked at the bulge at the front of his costume. It was huge and it made her heart beat faster. He was dressed similarly except for boots and she noticed how much she liked it. He apologised and produced one last item of clothing for her to wear. He gently wrapped the Black PVC boned corset around her waist and began to pull the laces tight asking her each time if it was enough. She kept on answering no enjoying the delicious squeeze around her waist. She finally told him enough and turned to look at herself in the mirror. She looked stunning her waist was nipped in and the garment pushed her ample tits out straining against the material. She could almost make out her nipples which were growing hard. She felt totally encased now trapped within a latex prison and she did not want to escape.
She sat down and without a word he cradled her boots in his hands and began to lick and suck them. She could feel his tongue working and a fire began to burn between her legs. This was wonderful she had never felt this before and all he was doing was licking her boots, she let out a lttle sigh. He slowly traveled up her legs and along her thigh then very gently pushed her legs apart and began to kiss her pussy through the latex. She closed her eyes and moaned a little she could feel how wet she was and how slippery his tongue felt against the latex as he licked and kissed. She reached down and unzipped her crotch she kept herself shaven which he obviously loved as he began to eat her. She gasped the pleasure was incredible as she felt his tongue eagerly and urgently find her clitoris. He could hear her moaning and sensed she wanted more so he began to finger fuck her. His latex gloves slipping easily in and out of her wet hole. One finger then two, then three. She greedily pushed her pussy into his face nearing her orgasm. He felt her beginning to cum he was amazed that this gorgeous women was allowing him this incredible honour. She shouted as she came once again forcing his face into her soaking pussy and demanding he drink all of her cum which he did greedily.
She told him to lie on his back she wanted to see this monster between his legs. She unzipped him and eased his cock out, he was huge. Long and fat it made her husbands look like a peashooter. She poured the lubricant into her hands then wrapped her rubberclad fingers around it and slowly began to pump. He whimpered a little the sensation was incredible she looked at her hand gripping his engorged penis the shiny black gloves contrasted against the pinkness of his penis. She began to stroke faster and faster his moans increasing as he squirmed beneath her. She was using two hands now and wanking him hard. The large head of his cock was purple and she could see the precum dribbling down the sides mixing with the lube so her gloves made a squelching sound as she pumped. She told him she would countdown from 10 to 0 and at 0 he would cum. Slowly she counted down watching him closely his eyes were tight shut struggling with his so close orgasm. Zero now cum she shouted he erupted into the air splashing down all over her gloves she did not stop she wanted to milk this monster cock dry. She watched him greedily lick his own cum off her gloves panting as he did so.
She asked him to put on a pair of rubber penis pants which just about contained his manhood. She was very wet now and positioned herself over his rubber covered cock which now looked shiny and menacing. She lowered herself so his head was nudging her pussy lips and then slowly began to impale herself. As he sank into her she felt herself being stretched like she was never stretched with her husband. She threw back her head as she orgasmd the sensation and pleasure of sliding down onto his huge cock and feeling him in her was enough to make her cum. She took him all the way in and then began to push herself back up again. She could hear her boots creaking as she rode up and down on him. The sound only leather can make when rubbed together and as she began to realise one of the horniest sounds ever.
Right at that moment her phone rang it was her husband Peter, she decided to answer it feeling very smug. He demanded to know where she was and what she was doing. She sighed deeply and told him that she was being fucked by a huge rubber cock and loving it, she humiliated him further by telling him how big it was and what it was doing to her pussy. She went on to tell him that it was so much bigger than his and how many times she had cum so far. He was silent as she told him how she was dressed and what she had done and what she was going to do. She was so excited talking to her dumbfounded husband that she came as she was speaking to him. He sounded like a little lamb at the other end of the phone when he asked will you be home soon darling. She told him she would be home when she was good and satisfied and not to wait up. Smiling to herself she hit the end call button not giving him chance to answer. She rode her rubber stallion on and on, her head swimming with orgasm after orgasm both of them sweating heavily in their rubber suits. In between fucking she would dismount and take him into her mouth sucking & licking all of her own juices from his rock hard rubber covered member.
She arrived home and sure enough he was waiting for her. She knew that he would be. He looked sheepish and without a word of complaint he kissed her on the cheek and asked if her evening was a good one. She smiled as she handed him a DVD disc telling him she was going to bed now and that he should watch the video to see how good her evening had been. He began to watch not believing what he was seeing. He felt totally humiliated, Jealous & frustrated. He had never seen his wife dressed this way and it stirred something within him. He watched the two rubber clad figures fucking in front of him. They were stood side on to the camera and he watched as he held his wife`s waist plunging into her pussy from behind. He could not help but notice just how large his cock was compared to his and that his wife was so obviously enjoying it as she arched her back and moaned taking in every inch of this Black shiny cock. He fought his emotions but he could not stop himself from becoming more and more turned on as he watched, his own cock growing hard. She looked so shiny and Black teetering on her lovely leather boots. Two Black rubber shapes pounding into each other trying to milk one another for everything they had.
She seemed to be looking straight at her husband a smile on her lips. He knew what it meant. Her husband had his own cock out and was furiously wanking as he watched his wife nearing her orgasm being satisfied in a way he had not managed and by a cock so much bigger than his. He was so humiliated yet so turned on His wife began to moan loudly as she began to orgasm he could n
ot stop himself and a jet of cum shot into the air as he shot his load. Little did he know but she was watching him from behind and strode in dressed in the same outfit. He tried to cover himself and looked ashamed and embarrassed. Straightaway hands on her hips she asked him if he had enjoyed watching his wife being fucked, he looked at the floor and nodded. She asked if he had noticed how big his cock was, he told her he had. She replied quickly by telling him that it was much bigger than his and asked if he agreed. He mumbled that it was and she made him repeat it properly loving every minute. She went on to tell him that they would continue their normal loving marriage but that when wifey needed satisfying fully she would call on her boy to help. He knew from her tone that she meant it.
The End.
Lewd Awakening
She woke as the hand was placed over her mouth. The shock of it caused her to draw in breath, but with the hand where it was she couldn't inhale, causing a sensation of being smothered which started her panic. Her nose hadn't been covered, and she drew breath in through that, and the smell of him woke her fully. She tried to raise herself off the bed, but he leaning over her and pushed her back down easily. The fear then set in and she tried to scream, but his hand muffled it and all that came out was a whimper. She struggled against him trying to get away, but he was strong and she couldn't move. After a couple of minutes she settled down, realising it was futile.
"That's better," he said, "no point struggling. You're mine now."
The sound of his voice got her moving again, determined to get away this time, but it only lasted a few seconds before she fell back, breathing heavily and smelling him with every breath. She looked up at him, his face covered with a balaclava, and she saw the lust in his eyes. He wanted her, he was going to have her in every way he wanted, and there was nothing she could do about it. He had caught her sleeping, at her most vulnerable. Tears welled in her eyes.
He shifted on top of her, but she didn't bother struggling this time, she needed to conserve her energy in case an opportunity arose to flee. Then he lifted his hand from her face and she opened her mouth to scream. Before she could draw enough breath he had placed a rag over her mouth and was pushing it between her lips and over her teeth. He pushed the rag to the sides filling her cheeks and making sure her mouth was completely filled, then placed his hand over her mouth again and watched her intently. After a minute he lifted his hand and placed tape over her mouth, firmly securing it and ensuring there would be no screams. He smiled.
"Now we can get started."
Her turned his attention to the bed beside her and she followed his gaze. Lying there was a large cloth bag with its mouth wide open, inside she could see rope, lots and lots of rope. Her fear mounted and she started struggling again, but it was short lived as she remembered she had to pick her moment.
He reached into the bag and grabbed a length of the tan coloured rope. As he pulled it out she saw how long it was and finally realised he was going to take his time with her. This was not going to be a short evening, and she had barely slept. The rope free in his hands he turned back to look at her and saw the fear through her tears.
"Now we can't have you distracting me while I do this," he said, reached around behind him and grabbed what appeared to be a black cloth. When he opened it up she saw it was a heavy cloth bag. He grabbed her hair and tugged, so she lifted her head to avoid him pulling it up by the hair, then he placed the bag over her head and pulled the drawstring at the bottom, securing it under her chin. The bag blocked the light completely and made breathing even more difficult, so she focused on her breathing while he set to work.
Rolling her onto her stomach, he grabbed her arms and pulled them back. Using the rope he had grabbed from the bag he made a loop just above her elbows and pulled, forcing her elbows closer together. When he was convinced that they couldn't move any more he wrapped the rope around her arms a few more times before using the last of it's length to cinch it and tie it off. The result was her arms were firmly secured behind her back a thick rope handle about a foot long between them. A shorter length of rope was then used to bind her wrists, again with a tight cinch. After this was complete he rolled her onto her back again, forcing all her weight onto her tightly bound arms. She tried to scream, but the gag and hood meant all she could do was grunt.
The next item out of the bag was a roll of thick rubber tape. Turning around he faced her feet and grabbed her by the ankles. Experience told him this next part would be tricky as her legs were strong and he needed to get this right if the tape was going to hold, so to reduce her struggles he lowered his weight onto her, forcing the breath out of her and pinning her arms painfully. A few seconds of this and she was still, focusing completely on breathing and not struggling to avoid hurting her arms even more. Then he set to work.
First he moved her left leg so that her heel was almost against her panties then he put one of his knees on her leg to hold it in place. The other leg he moved until the soles of her feet were touching, then he started taping them together. The tape went around her feet several times, all the way from the toe to her heel, then he wrapped it around one heel firmly securing it, then a few more times around the feet then the other heel. When he was done her feel were locked sole to sole, preventing her from being able to close her legs at all. She could barely move, but her discomfort was only starting.
Taking a short length of rope in hand, he then picked her up. She squealed and thrashed against her bonds, to no avail. He was strong and sure, and he had her completely at his mercy, even though she believed that mercy was not something we was even considering. Of all the things he might be considering, mercy was definitely not one of them.
Taking her off the bed be placed her on her knees next to one of the bedposts. Her feet bound together the way they were, she couldn't support her own weight, and she fell forward against him. Using the short length of rope he secured the rope between her elbows to the bedpost so it would take her weight, then he stepped away and looked at her.
She was on her knees which were held wide apart. Her feet were under her ass, taped sole to sole so they were forced to rest on the floor sideways, her ankles twisted. Unable to support her own weight this way she was leaning forward, and all her weight was taken by her arms, which were firmly secured behind her, her elbows separated by about a foot of thickly wrapped rope and her wrists bound. The weight of her torso was forcing her elbows up behind her, lifting them almost to the same height as her shoulder blades. It was obvious she was in a lot of pain, and that made him smile at the thought of the fun that was yet to come.
Now that she was in position, the hood was just in the way, he reached under her chin and loosened the cord then grabbed the top of the hood and pulled it off. Her eyes were open, and she closed them tight as the light hit them after being in the dark. When she opened them she looked up at him and he could see the pain she was feeling, alive deep within the glow of her eyes. His cock started to stiffen as he saw how helpless she was feeling. He thought about how good it would feel to stick his cock in her mouth and see how she liked having his dick forced down her throat, but she wasn't broken yet, and he needed to break her spirit before he would put his cock between her teeth. But it would happen soon enough, he knew that for sure. He had brought just the thing.
First he had to finish her restraint, making her just right for the action that was to come. Her breasts were large and soft, and the way she was leaning forward they hung down slightly as they fell against her angled body. He wanted them more upright, more accessible, and most importantly more sensitive. He loved the look and feel of tits under pressure, and it was time to put pressure on these beauties. Two good lengths of rope was all that would be needed, and he retrieved them from the bag.
He started with a loop of the rope behind her back, then brought it in front, passing it under her breasts and back around behind her. Then linked through itself the rope came forward again, this time in the other direction. The next passes of the rope here just abo
ve her tits, back and forth. Then he looped the rope at the back again and brought it over her left shoulder, passing it under the rope loops above her tits and then over and under the one below. Back over her shoulder and secured at the back and he had the base ready for the real action.
The other length of rope started just above the top loops around her, linking around the shoulder ropes and cinching them together. Then he pulled this rope through the one under her tits and pulled it tight. The ropes above and below were pulled together tightly, pinching the inside of her tits and forcing them up slightly. He did a couple more loops making sure it was tight and would hold. She was looking down at what he was doing, aware of the two long ends of the rope that were hanging down from the centre of this harness and fearing what they were for. She looked so beautiful as she knelt there, completely at his mercy, and she would look much better when he was done with those lengths of rope.
He started with her right tit, grabbing it and pulling it out and up, forcing more pressure onto her arms behind her. Then grabbing one of the trailing ends of the rope he passed it under the tit and wrapped it tightly around the whole circumference. Loop after loop of rope bit into the flesh of her breast, and quickly it started to darken from the pressure caused by the rope. It took nearly a dozen loops to satisfy him, and he was glad her breasts were large and soft enough to handle them. Then he tied off that end and gathered the other one. This time her right tit was secured in exactly the same way, the rope biting into her soft flesh and pinching her skin horribly. By the time he was done and her second tit was turning dark pink, the first was a pale red, and he knew that they would both darken more soon enough.
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