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 nudes
Every inch of your body was covered in latex. A phallic gag intruded your mouth, with a facade of red and white latex forming your new rubber mouth. Tubes went into your nostrils. A hollow butt plug kept your ass filled and ready at all times. You loved
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
2h stretched, dildo gag in my mouth, face covered, toy's don't have identity. Luckily, the guard is still getting confident with long bondage sessions. Unluckily, the guard is growing confident with long bondage sessions. My whole body hurt so much.
With few gigs out there, you had no choice but to go for a fetish photoshoot involving latex, some bondage gear, light feminization, and chastity. There was little you could do once you were immobilised in the crate, as your manager was counting his paym
You had lied to Mistress about being a girl online. But Mistress doesn't care. She will keep you strapped in her "Girlmaker" machine, head to toe in shiny red rubber, vibe buzzing on your tightly caged clit until your ass turns into a pussy.
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
Master had a sex toy, but she wasn't enough. He wanted a sissified rubber blowjob doll, and he made it his slave's purpose to train his new toy such that it met his standards. Sissy struggled in her bondage, resisting, but her locked clit strained ever
