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’ nudes
I woke up dazed - "what's this strange material that's covering my body? Why is my chest so heavy? Why is my waist feeling cinched? Why is my cock being crushed?" I tried to move away, but the chain showed me there's nowhere to go. I began tugging a
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
You had won a free tour of the "Heavy Rubber Correctional Facility", and couldn't pass on the opportunity to get dressed femininely in rubber like one of the inmates. You wished your tour guide hadn't gone to the toilet the moment the guards were rou
They didn't care who was in the house when they broke in. Both you and your wife were taken, covered in latex, and turned into a perfect pair of latex dolls. You were indistinguishable from each other. Just as you should be. Latex removed your individua
Has it been hours or days since they put me into this? I cant even remember how long ago they took me! Someone has to be searching for me... I hope they will let me out at some point...
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
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’
