She wanted to try something different, so I reluctantly agreed to wear her "rubber doll suit". It was amazing how feminine I looked head to toe in latex. After she restrained me and exposed my rubber pussy, she said I was going to have a busy night ser
Escape was impossible - even if you managed to unchain yourself, removing your ballet boots and gasmask were impossible with the locked bondage mitts forcing your hands into fists. Even then if you tried to run, good luck getting far in those ballet boot
Day 1 he said it was just the weekend. Day 1 the clamps were superglued, my clit locked forever. Now the wall tallies how many times I’ve leaked, moaning: ‘I am Abella. Pretty cocksleeve. Born to choke and drool for cock.’ Hood stays on. Master’
You woke up in complete darkness. You could hardly breathe from your waist being crushed by a tight corset. Your chest and hips felt heavier. An unrelenting tightness squeezed your entire body. You pulled and tugged at the mask that sealed your head. Not
You were kept sedated. You tried to look around, but all you could do was stare blankly at the ceiling and overhear a conversation from another room. "Yeah, we're shipping her off to a place called 'The Sissy Wife Academy', she was requested by a spe
day *who knows what* of being kept as a helpless, chaste, plugged, bound, and gagged service girl. Sometimes i’ll hear words thrown around like “the maid” or “the help” but I know what’s really going on here. . . I would scream for help if i
You had booked a hotel room to get away from your wife and enjoy some rubber self-bondage in peace... what you weren't expecting was the maid to ignore the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door, and for her to take the keys to your locks away, chuckling..
