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. nudes
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
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
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
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,
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
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
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’
