One minute I'm me... the next I'm trembling in a pink latex catsuit, waist cinched tightly, ballet boots forcing me to struggle for balance. My hands clutch my latex-clad head and my new tits in shock - what do my captors plan for me next?
Discipline is beautiful. Obedience is mandatory. Lacing up. Don't speak unless I tell you to. Just watch and admire the level of control you'll never have over me.
You took me out for a few drinks. Little did I know I would wake up like this in your basement the next morning. How would you punish this sissy rubberdoll for trying to remove her ballet heels?
