Copyright 2005 Franklin Stein

Warning of adult content.

Tina Hobs:

Barry Hobs sat opposite the strange man looking at the outfit he had said would spice up his sex life. “Listen Barry mate if you get your wife in this little number she will be putty in your hands!” Barry looked unconvinced.
“How would I get my wife to try this?”
“What are you joking? Latex is all the rage these days if she’s anything like those women off T.V. she’ll jump straight in for something a bit different.”
“Ok I suppose.” Barry paid the man the small price for the apparently well made saucy catsuit. Convincing his conservative wife to step inside would be an up hill struggle.

“Hello dear where have you been?” Barry’s attractive wife Tina Hobs asked as she guarded the door way. “You known just down the pub darling.” Barry said his head bowed in shame. “Oh, I know do I!”
“Don’t start please Tina.” Barry walked in and placed his bag on the table as he went to the toilet. The suspicious Tina inspected the bag further to find evidence of his misbehaviour to beat him with. As Tina’s hand crept blindly into the bag a strange cold feeling greeted her. Her fingers struggled to clutch the strange object as it slipped about in her palms. Finally she withdrew the dark shinny object from the bag. At first Tina struggled to understand what she was actually holding out in front of her but in a moment of total titillation she realised Barry had a new outfit for her to try on. Tina couldn’t remember the last time Barry had bought her something that made her feel sexy. Tina’s titillation turned to shock and fear as she looked at the suit more closely. The suit looked more like a form of confinement than the sexy outfit that she had first expected. The wearer would have no vision no speech and no dexterity; no provision for a mouth hole or eye holes was in the suit and in addition the suit had mittens which fused the fingers together. Tina’s mind lingered for a while was Barry going to force her into this suit as a form of punishment or was it meant for someone else. As she slipped the suit back she couldn’t help but wonder what wearing it would be like. She wondered what Barry’s next move would be she may go to bed one night and wake up in a helpless state ready to be implanted into that suit she certainly wouldn’t volunteer to put on the suit in some dirty sex game.

Two weeks had passed since Tina’s discovery. In that time Tina couldn’t stop thinking about the suit to the point where she had almost put it on twice. Barry on the other hand had chickened out of asking Tina to wear it and had hidden it in what he thought was a good place. Tina realising she needed help with the suit decided to suggest a game to Barry. “Barry dear do you want to play a game?”
“What kind of game?”
“Don’t be coy love I’ve seen the suit. The only question is when are you going to get me into it? I can’t be on guard twenty four hours a day. I have to accept the fact that soon my helpless body will be at your mercy! So I’m going to wait upstairs for you naked ready and waiting.” Barry waited a while and walked upstairs and into the bedroom. Tina was perched on the end of the bed wearing her night mask. The suit had been laid out for him next to her together with the talcum powder he had bought for this occasion. Tina was a vision of curvy pale beauty her large breasts, unusually for her, exposed and vulnerable. Tina flinched slightly as Barry leaned over and sprinkled talcum powder over her. Barry smiled wickedly as he screwed a mound in place at the crutch of the suit. This knobbly mound would be inadvertently consumed by Tina’s tight pussy lips as she moved about. Tina was completely oblivious to the vaginal pacifier as Barry slipped each of her feet into the legs of the suit and slowly drew the suit up her slender legs. The tight suit grew tighter as it was tugged over Tina’s tubby thighs. “Stand” Barry formally instructed. Tina stood up and Barry guided her arms over his shoulders. Tina leant on Barry as he whipped the suit up over her buttocks. Tina’s legs faltered as the cold mound pushed up against her pussy. Barry distracted Tina from the sinister sensation by cupping her latex encased buttocks. Barry next pulled the suit up her torso and spun her around to face away from him. Barry screwed a ball gag inside the mask; another feature Tina would be given no chance to agree to. Tina inadvertently took on the roll of a doll as the sensations of tight latex hugging her skin dulled her mind. Barry guided each hand into the restrictive latex mittens through the arms of the suit. Tina looked down upon her tightly encased body as the night mask was removed. Dumbstruck by the flattering latex Tina was silent as the hood was pulled over her head and the ball gag inserted past her unexpectant lips. Tina began to thrash about in protest but all the work had been done and she had no chance of escape as the locking zip was pulled down to just above her buttocks. As Tina struggled in the suit she quickly came to realise the ball gag was not the only surprise. Tina disabled hand fumbled with the zipper at the back. Barry watched as his pathetic wife was slowly paralysed with sexual stupor as her fidgeting latex encased thighs eased the mound in place. Her movement became more and slighter as the mound ensnared her. The slightest flinch caused the mound to stroke her clitoris giving her warm pleasure. Barry smacked Tina’s latex encased buttocks; this new degradation sent Tina stumbling forward onto the bed. Barry got out the latex polish the man had given him with the precise instructions. ‘When she is in the suit polish her off with this until every inch of her body shines, by the time you’re finished she’ll be completely wasted!’ Barry did as instructed sensually rubbing down Tina with a cloth. Inside the suit Tina was growing weary not fully keeping up with the situation as Barry’s stroking hands sent warm pulses through her spine. A deep hypnotic voice began to sound out in the hood, Tina barely noticed. Barry had meticulously done as instructed before him now was the shinny latex clad from of Tina. The man had been right Tina was wasted. If it wasn’t for Tina’s moaning and groaning Barry wouldn’t even believe Tina was still awake. Tina groaned at the slightest touch from Barry, he knew what parts of her body she liked touched. Barry rolled Tina onto her front like a rag doll as he began to grope her captive form. Tina had been given some waking suggestions from her new master but Barry was completely oblivious to the fact his wife was now the strangers sex slave.

Suggestions please.
Regards Franklin
