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 nudes
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
Deep in debt to loan sharks. Wife’s away for the weekend so I slip into full glossy purple latex catsuit, hood, ballgag, heavy restraints, and vibrator for a filthy self-bondage session. Door gets kicked in and sharks thought husband was gone, see boun
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
morning! just coming in to see how the training is going. no? no reaction? wow this really is breaking you, isn't it? don't cry, your punishment will be over in a couple days and you'll get some bread while i wash the dick gag. but unfortunately the c
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
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
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
The brainwashing had worked. You had no thoughts left in your head. You were just a passenger in your latex-clad, feminized body. Heavy silicone breasts and hip inserts formed an unmistakably feminine hourglass figure. You were transformed into a living,
