Rubber Maid (MF, mc, Fdom, toys)
by jessicablank

-- The Seduction --

MzDominica was sitting at an outdoor table at one of Her favorite
cafes, sipping a glass of chablis and engaging in one of Her
favorite pastimes -- people watching.  It was the transition from
late afternoon to early evening, and the weather was warm and
pleasant, with just a hint of a breeze.  She wasn't sure if She
was on the prowl, or simply enjoying some quiet time, looking for
ideas and inspiration.

Men and women walked past the cafe, alone, in pairs and in small
groups.  Customers sitting at other tables enjoyed their drinks,
perhaps a snack.  Dominica's gaze wandered from individual to
individual, taking in the dynamics between people, the way they
looked at each other, touched each other -- or nearly touched
each other -- the way they dressed, what they revealed -- or hid.

A slim young man sitting alone at a nearby table caught Her eye.
Dressed simply, but neatly, with a sport coat, he was sipping a
glass of deep, red wine -- probably a cabernet or a merlot --
also watching the crowd, and idly playing with a rubber band
about the size of a charm bracelet.  Dominica watched him a
minute or two, curious.  Then She decided -- She was definitely
on the prowl.  She stood up, picked up Her wine glass, and walked
over to his table.

"Mind if I join you?" She asked.  The young man's focus had
been... somewhere else, and he looked up, startled to find a
beautiful woman with a pair of exquisite green eyes, so arresting
he could not look away.

"Um, sure," he said.  "I mean, okay."

She seemed to float down into the chair opposite him, Her eyes
never wavering.  "My name is Dominica.  What's yours?"

"Dan."  He couldn't seem to come up with more to say.

"Well, Dan," Dominica said, "I couldn't help noticing you from
over there."  She set Her wineglass down, and began opening Her
purse, still holding his gaze.  "I was watching you."

"Watching me," he replied.  Not quite a question.

"Yes, how you were drinking your wine."  She slowly pulled a pair
of elbow-length latex gloves out of Her purse.  Dan's gaze caught
a flash of light off the slick, black rubber.  "How you would
take a sip out of the glass."  She began pulling one glove over
the beautifully manicured fingers of Her left hand.  "Then swirl
the wine around in the glass..."  Dan's focus began wandering
back and forth between Dominica's green eyes and the shiny black
gloves.  "Then take a long slow sniff of the aroma from the wine
glass..."  Hand raised, She slowly pulled the glove down, down,
down Her forearm.  "All the while playing with the rubber
band..."  She began pulling the other black glove onto the
fingers of Her right hand.  "Twirling it in your fingers...
digging your nails into it..."  Dan's eyes went back and forth,
uncertain where to focus.  "Feeling the sponginess of the
rubber..."  Again, hand raised, She slowly pulled the glove down,
down, down.  "Then raising it to your nose, and inhaling the
fragrance..."  The second glove all the way to Her elbow,
Dominica held both gloved hands in front of Her, just below Her
face.  "You like rubber, don't you Dan?"

Dan's voice seemed to come from somewhere far away.  "Yes," he
replied, tonelessly.

"Dan, when you address me, it should be as Mistress.  Say 'Yes,
Mistress.'"  Dominica swayed Her hands, just a little, back and
forth, catching the light from the cafe lamps and the street
lights.

"Yes, Mistress," Dan replied, eyes not quite focused, still
wandering back and forth from Dominica's gloves to Her eyes, and
back again.

"I have something I'd like to show you, Dan.  Would you like to
see?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"I will show you.  But you must follow me.  Follow me, Dan."

"Yes, Mistress."

Dominica rose from Her chair, and began to walk slowly from the
cafe, not looking behind to see if Dan was following.  She was
sure he was.  Arriving at Her car, She unlocked it and opened the
passenger side door, and turned to Dan, who was just behind Her
as She expected.  "Get in," She said.  Dan sat down in the seat.

-- The Surprise --

The drive to Dominica's mansion was a blur of impressions to Dan.
 He couldn't quite recall Her closing the door, getting into the
driver's seat, starting the car.  They seemed to be floating
through the traffic.  He couldn't take his eyes off Her.  He
couldn't think of anything to say, anything to do.

He didn't even remember walking into the mansion.

Yet here he was.

Gazing into the shiny crystal pendant Dominica held in Her
latex-covered fingers.

She had been saying something to him.  But he couldn't quite
recall what it was.  He found his mouth automatically saying, "I
must obey Dominica," but the words seemed to come without any
conscious thought.

"Dan, remove your clothes," Dominica said.  Her voice was gentle,
but commanding -- She clearly expected to be obeyed.  "Start with
your shoes and socks."

Dan hesitated a moment, then realized he was already sitting in a
chair.  He hesitated a bit more.

"Dan, you must obey."

"I must obey Dominica."  Again, the words, automatically, from
his lips.  His mind seemed to cloud over a bit more.  Dan began
untying his shoes.  He untied both, then removed the shoes, one
at a time.  Then the socks.

Dominica noticed a glint of shiny material on Dan's feet.  She
thought, "Hmmm, more surprises.  Dan, you've been holding out on
me."  Aloud, She said, "Now the coat and shirt."

Feeling like he was under water, Dan stood up and languidly
removed the sport coat, laid it on the back of the chair, then
undid the buttons of his shirt.  He pulled it off, and laid it on
top of the sport coat.

"Very good, Dan.  Now the pants.  You must obey."

Again, Dan automatically replied, "I must obey Dominica." 
Feeling even deeper under water, Dan undid his belt, unzipped his
pants, and pulled them down.  He stepped out of them, and laid
them neatly on top of the shirt.  He stood next to the chair,
eyes focused on nowhere, awaiting further instructions.

"Panties, Dan?  And panty hose?" Dominica said.  "There's more to
you than meets they eye, isn't there my little rubber slave?"

Dan seemed to lose his balance, just a little bit.

"Are you wearing them just because they feel good, rubber slave?
Or because they make you feel sexy and feminine?"  Dominica
walked close to Dan, and stroked a latex-covered finger over his
left cheek.  "Confess.  What should I call you, rubber slave? 
Dan?  Or do you have another name?  Tell Dominica.  You must
obey."

"I must obey Dominica," came immediately from Dan's lips, even
before he could answer Her question.  He looked down at the
floor, a little afraid of what the reaction to his response would
be.  "Daniela, Mistress."

"Daniela," MzDominica replied.  "A little exotic."  She admired
Her new slave's slight build.  "It suits you."  She ran a finger
down Dan's chest.  He shivered.  His cock, which had become
flaccid during his fearful confession, began to enlarge again. 
"And I think we're both going to have some fun.  For now, remove
the panties and panty hose."

Dan removed the panties, set them on the chair, then carefully
rolled the panty hose off his legs, and set them next to the
panties.

"Follow," Dominica said.  She turned, and began walking into the
next room.

-- Rubber Training --

On top of the shiny metal table was a loose suit, all of thick,
black latex.  There were long seams on the arms, legs, and torso,
open -- like a scuba diving suit waiting for someone to put it
on.

Dominica strode to the table, and pointed to the suit.  "Put it
on," She commanded.

Dan walked to the table, no hesitation this time, and picked up
the black rubber suit.  It felt lighter than a wet suit.  He had
been in many a sporting goods store, surreptitiously fondling the
rubber suits, when the clerks' attention was elsewhere.  This
felt different, more pliable, somehow.

The seams made it easy to pull on the suit quickly.  It seemed to
go on in a few moments, with no trouble at all.  Dan pushed a
finger along the seams.  They sealed, like the seams on a food
storage bag, but with less effort.  Still, the suit felt kind of
loose, almost baggy.  His hands and feet were covered, and a hood
covered his head, leaving only his face exposed.  He could still
hear, but all sounds were muffled.

Dan couldn't keep his eyes off MzDominica as She walked to a
computer keyboard, sat down at a chair, and typed a few letters.
Suddenly, Dan felt the black rubber suit tighten all around him.
The seams appeared to melt into the rubber, as if the openings
had never existed.   All sounds disappeared, as the hood
tightened around his head.  He felt completely covered, except
for one "strategic" area.  He could tell from the sensation of a
slight draft that his cock, balls, and ass were exposed.

"Can you hear Me, Dan?"  Dominica's voice seemed to come from
nowhere, and everywhere, all at once.  "There are tiny speakers
in the hood.  You should be able to hear Me -- and only Me."

"Yes, Mistress," Dan replied.  He could barely hear the sound of
his own voice.  There was also a... humming?  A buzzing?  He
wasn't sure he actually heard it, or it was just his imagination.
 But in a few seconds his head began feeling strangely fuzzy. 
There was a pressure, like his skull had been stuffed with
cotton.

"Good, rubber slave," Dominica said.   Dan could see that She
wore a little head set with a microphone.

She pressed a few more keys, and Dan began to feel caresses all
over his body.  Random.  Exciting.  Arousing.  Up his thighs. 
Across his shoulders.  Under his arms.  Across his belly.  His
cock, already stiff, was beginning to throb painfully.

Dominica stood up, and walked toward Dan.  "Now, rubber slave,"
She began.  Dan's cock did a little jump of added excitement. 
"I'm going to show you the thing I promised."

Dan's eyes went a little wider.  He almost spoke, but couldn't
think of what to say.

"Oh, did you think this was it?  No, my little rubber pervert,
this is only the preparation."  She ran a latex-covered finger
along the underside of his cock, from base to tip.  Just once. 
The only touch his sex had felt all evening.  Dominica leaned
forward, gazing into Dan's face.  He felt like he was falling
into Her mesmerizing green eyes.  "Follow," She said.  Then She
stood, turned, and walked to a green door in the corner of the
room.  Dan followed, moving slowly in the tight rubber suit, and
stood behind Dominica, waiting for Her next command.

"Down on your knees," She commanded.  Dan dropped to the floor,
on hands and knees, not sure where to look.  The green door was
in front of him, past his Mistress' booted feet.  From his lowly
position, he couldn't even see the door knob.

In his hood, Dan could not even hear the click, as Dominica
turned the knob and opened the door.  But he could smell the
aroma that issued from the room.  Rubber.  Dense, smoky, acrid,
and just the tiniest bit sweet -- all at once.  Like the inside
of a tire store.  The caresses all over Dan's body were making
him shake with lust -- but that rush of fragrance caused his arms
to go limp, and his chin nearly hit the floor.

"Crawl inside," Dominica ordered him.  All thinking completely
paralyzed, all resistance and all hesitation forgotten, Dan did
as he was told.  He crawled past Dominica's legs and entered the
room.

There was no lamp inside, but light spilling in through the door
illuminated it well enough that Dan could tell it was a large,
walk-in closet.  Filled with rubber.  Rubber hoses.  Rubber
aprons.  Rubber boots.  Rubber gloves.  Rubber bands.  And, yes,
rubber tires.  Car tires, bike tires... all sizes.  All fresh,
all firm but squishy, all highly scented with the dark, heady
aroma that turned Dan's brain soft and his cock hard.

"Put your arms behind you," Dominica said.  "Cross them, just
like crossing your arms in front, but do it behind your back." 
Dan had to lean backward a little, since his hands were no longer
supporting him, so he was almost sitting on his heels.  He put
his hands behind his back, a little confused how to do this, and
got his forearms parallel to each other, so his hands were kind
of grabbing his elbows.  MzDominica spoke something into the
headset that Dan couldn't quite catch -- numbers, or a code
phrase, maybe?  Suddenly, his arms felt different.  They couldn't
move, as if the suit had changed again and glued his arms
together.

"Now turn around."  Still on his knees, Dan shuffled his legs
around, turning toward his Mistress.  She reached down and placed
a pair of goggles over his eyes.  Lights began to flash -- red,
yellow, blue -- sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly, in no
pattern he could identify.  "You must obey," Dominica said.  And
Dan saw the words scroll past him, flashing, in front of his
eyes.  Automatically, he replied, "I must obey Dominica."

Dominica stepped backward, out of the closet, and shut the door.

Dan was in darkness.  Only the flashing lights, that strange
humming, the caresses of the suit, and the smell of rubber
everywhere.

Then, a one-word command from Mistress -- both sound and
scrolling across Dan's vision.

"Lick."

-- Transformation --

Although Dan was unable to see anything in the dark closet but
the flashing lights and Mistress' words, he had no trouble
finding rubber to lick.  Rubber was everywhere.  Under him. 
Around him.  Large pieces, small ones.  Slick, slippery gloves
and hoses.  Rough, spongy tires.

"Every lick of your tongue on rubber is a lick on my beautiful
pussy."  Dominica's voice.  Dominica's words.  "Lick, my little
rubber slave.  Lick.  Make your tongue serve Dominica."

Dan began to drool uncontrollably, and his tongue, in the dark,
spread saliva all over every piece of rubber he could find.

"Licking rubber makes you want to cum.  Licking my pussy makes
you want to cum.  You know you want to cum, don't you?"  Oh, yes,
Dan wanted to cum.  "But you know you cannot cum without
permission."  Dan ached.  "And you do not have permission yet, my
rubber slave.  Now lick!"

Under Dominica's continued programming, Dan's mind began to merge
rubber and Mistress' pussy, so the two ideas became linked in his
mind.  Rubber.  Dominica's pussy.  Please Dominica.  Lick. 
Please rubber.  Lick.  Lick.  Lick.  All thought disappeared. 
All other ideas vanished.  Lick.  Pussy.  Rubber.  Lick.

"Daniela!"  Dominica's voice echoed in Dan's head.  "Lick,
Daniela!  You must obey!"

Thickly, with his swollen tongue, Dan automatically replied, "I
must obey Dominica."

"I am changing your body, Daniela!  You are becoming the female
you wanted to be.  Lick, Daniela!  Lick my pussy.  Lick my
rubber."

There was a change in the pattern of caresses in the black
leather suit, though Dan was barely aware of it.  More of the
strokes were concentrated on his breasts and nipples, which began
to feel larger and fuller, and to press harder against the inside
of the suit.

"Your breasts are growing, Daniela.  Your nipples are becoming
large, larger, perkier.  Can you feel it, Daniela?  Lick. 
Rubber.  Pussy.  Lick, Daniela!"

All conscious thought gone, the rubber slave continued to lick
rubber in the dark, thinking of MzDominica's beautiful pussy.  To
the slave, the fingers of rubber gloves were like Her labia,
tongue probing between them in hopes of giving pleasure.  Little
rubber nodules on the tires must be Her clit, and the slave's
tongue circled round and round.

"Daniela.  Danielaaaa!!  Your breasts are larger... larger...
even larger.  Can you feel them, Daniela?  Feel them jiggling
every time you move.  So huge, nipples so sensitive!"

The rubber slave continued to lick, hoping to please Mistress.

"Daniela... Can you feel your pussy, Daniela?  I am changing your
breasts, and I am changing your sex.  Your cock is shrinking...
changing shape... becoming a pussy.  A beautiful pussy, just like
you always wanted.  Can you feel it?  Your little clitty, so
hard.  Your labia swollen, your vagina wet and dripping with
lust."

Something was changing.  The stiff, almost painful erection was
still there, but different somehow.  If felt... drippy, like a
huge pool of fluid was there between the slave's legs, sloshing
with every movement, ready to spill all over the floor.

"Lick the rubber, Daniela.  Every lick changes you just a little
more.  Your pussy drippier, your breasts so sensitive."  The
black rubber suit began to squeeze the slave's nipples in little
pinches, little sharp sensations like bites.  Lights flashing,
brain synchronization sounds humming, Dominica's words in front
of the slave's eyes.  Daniela's eyes.

Rubber, rubber, rubber, everywhere.  Lick, lick, lick.  Daniela's
hips began a continuous bucking, humping the empty air, aching
for release, desperate for even the tiniest touch.

"Daniela, you are a female.  And females have a different kind of
orgasm, don't they?  From deep, deep inside, spreading like a
wave, from the womb all throughout the body.  Lick, Daniela. 
Lick.  Make me cum.  Let me show you."

Daniela fell face first into the pile of rubber, licking
everything in reach, inhaling the thick, sweet aroma.  Rubber. 
Pussy.  Dominica.

"You know you want to cum.  You want ME to cum.  Make me cum,
Daniela.  Lick.  Make me cum!"

Daniela began to lick a rubber tire bump/clit earnestly,
insistently, teasing with little taps of the tip of her tongue. 
Rolling around in circles.  Rapidly flicking back and forth, then
up and down.

"I can feel it, Daniela!  Yes, yes, yes!  Aaaaahhh!"  Dominica
moaned into Daniela's ears, the lights flashing wildly, rapidly,
as the rubber slave continued to lick.

"Stop, Daniela.  You have pleased Mistress."

The rubber slave stopped licking.  His tongue...  her tongue... 
felt numb, rough.

"Daniela, you want to cum, don't you?"

Ohhhh, yesssss.

"You want to cum.  Mistress is going to let you cum -- as
Daniela.  As a female.  When I give the command, you will have a
deep, shattering female orgasm that will make you scream with
pleasure.  You want to cum.  You need to cum."

The rubber slave... Daniela...  wanted to cum so very much.

"You have permission, Daniela.  Cum, cum now.  Cum, Daniela, cum!
 Cum, rubber slave, cum!"

In the dark closet, the rubber slave curled into a tight little
ball, sex clenching, almost cramping, as the waves of pleasure
spread from her center to the tips of her toes and the ends of
her fingers.  From her throat issued a low moan that kept going,
kept building, getting louder as her lips opened wide, changing
first to a squeak, then to a full-throated scream.  She inhaled
deeply and screamed again, tears running down her cheeks from the
sheer pleasure of the orgasm that shook her body like an
earthquake.  She screamed a third time, spent, unable to move. 
The continued assault of caresses inside the suit quietly
vanished, as Mistress changed the control settings.

"Good girl," Dominica's voice soothed Daniela's ears.  "Good
girl."

-- Boot Training --

"Danielaaa!"

Daniela... came into awareness, like she had been daydreaming and
someone had called her name.  Someone HAD called her name --
Mistress Dominica.  Looking around through the goggles, Daniela
discovered she was kneeling on the floor in front of her
Mistress, who was sitting in a big leather chair -- gloriously
naked, except for a pair of calf-high leather boots.

"Lick my boots, Daniela.  First the right one...  No, little
slut, MY right."  Daniela scooted forward on the floor.  She
discovered her hands were still locked behind her -- or locked
behind her again.  She couldn't quite remember.  It didn't seem
important, with her Mistress' beautiful, shiny boot so close in
front of her face.  Her tongue began to trace long, wet caresses
from the toe to the ankle, then started up Mistress' shin.

"The bottom, too, Daniela.  Lick the sole.  Get it nice and wet
with your tongue."

Wet.  Yes, Daniela felt wet.  So achy and drippy.  Wanting to
cum.  Her tongue spread her saliva all over the sole of
Dominica's right boot, then she licked all around the four-inch
heel.  Then back to the arch...

"The left boot, now, Daniela.  Get it nice and wet."

Dominica's legs were wide apart.  Daniela ached to gaze upward at
her Mistress' pussy.  But she was supposed to lick Mistress'
other boot.  She wanted to lick Mistress' other boot.  She craved
to lick Mistress' other boot.  Daniela shuffled on her knees to
her right, so she could reach.  Her tongue trailed from the tip
of Dominica's left boot upward.

"Good girl."  Dominica's words made Daniela shiver with pleasure.
 After the top of Mistress' boot, she continued with the sole,
the heel, the arch.  "You can feel your pussy wanting to be
touched, can't you?  Can't you, my little rubber slave?"

The black rubber suit had resumed stroking Daniela's breasts, her
thighs, that little spot at the back of her neck, where she
seemed to lose consciousness...  Her hips began pumping again,
even with her kneeling, hunched over on the floor, eyes
unfocused, tongue licking, licking...

"Stop now, rubber slave," Dominica commanded.  "Stop.  Remain on
your knees and look up.  Look up at me, slave."

Daniela raised her head as high as she dared without seeming to
fully sit up.  Hands behind her, crouched low, she gazed at her
Mistress, too fuzzy minded to wonder what would happen next.

What did happen made her feel even fuzzier.

MzDominica reached next to Her, where a can sat on a table beside
Her chair.  She picked it up and opened the top.  She held it up
and stared deeply into Her slave's eyes, and said, "Watch." 
Dominica tilted the can, and began to pour black liquid latex all
over Her body.  Over Her breasts, Her arms, Her belly.  Daniela
watched, beginning to pant, as little droplets trailed down to
Mistress' smooth, beautiful pussy.  The scent of the rubber
emptied her mind.  Dominica poured some more on Her hands, set
the can down, and began to spread the black rubber with Her
fingers, smoothing it evenly all over Her body.  Soon, She was
covered in a black rubber suit of Her own -- shiny, smooth, and
tight.

Daniela's conditioning pushed out all other thoughts.  Rubber. 
Pussy.  Dominica.

"Look at my boots, rubber slave."  Daniela struggled to keep
looking at her Mistress' gloriously rubber-covered body, but she
could not resist the command.  "All slick and shiny, covered with
your saliva."  She slowly waved Her right boot back and forth,
back and forth, the highlights glinting off the toes.  "You want
this against your pussy, don't you, Daniela?  You want to feel
the toe of my boot sliding up between your wet pussy lips." 
Daniela's breath was becoming ragged.  Each time she exhaled, she
made a little sound, somewhere between a squeak and a whimper. 
"Come closer, babi.  Bring your face up to your Mistress' pussy,
and lick Me."

Daniela couldn't stop whimpering as she shuffled forward between
Dominica's booted legs, toward Her beautiful pussy all coated in
smooth, black, shiny rubber.  Her tongue jutted out, and she had
to push hard to split the fresh layer of latex, to gain access to
the glorious treasure inside.  The scents of Dominica's cunt and
of fresh rubber overwhelmed Daniela's senses as she ran her
tongue up and down between the rubber-coated labia, up to
Mistress' clit, around, around, around, then down again, slurping
to drink down Her juices.

"That a good girl," Dominica whispered.  "Around, and around, and
around.  Drink it, slut.  Suck it.  Drink it all.  Rubber. 
Pussy.  Dominica.  Make your Mistress cum.  Make Me cum."

Daniela continued running her tongue all over Dominica's pussy,
at the same time nuzzling Her with her nose, stroking Her thighs
with her cheeks.  Her face was slick with juices.  Her eyes were
so defocused, she didn't even notice the continual flashing
lights and the display that kept scrolling "Obey... Dominica...
Lick... Pussy...  Rubber..." over and over across her vision.

As Dominica got closer and closer to cumming, She grabbed Her
slave's rubber covered head and pushed it, hard, against Her
pussy.  Daniela's licking concentrated more and more on her
Mistress' clit, around, across, up and down, around, flicking,
pushing, licking, flicking...

"Aaaaaahhhhh!" Dominica cried, and bucked Her hips as the first
orgasm crested.  She grabbed Daniela's head harder.  "Keep
licking," She shouted.  Daniela kept licking, continually
changing the direction, the tempo, the pressure -- but with each
of her Mistress' multiple orgasms, lightening the touch just a
little, then just a little more.  After several minutes, Daniela
just kneeled there, unmoving except for her pumping hips, her
face deep in her Mistress' pussy, as Dominica drifted, basking in
the afterglow.

-- All Kinds of Rubber Appliances --

"Hmmmm, you have pleased Mistress, my little rubber slut,"
Dominica said.  "Sit up, babi girl.  I have a special treat for
you."

Deep in an erotic trance, Daniela could no longer originate any
thoughts.  What did pass through her fuzzy, cottony head were
simple words, basic ideas.  Rubber.  Pussy.  Dominica.  Cum. 
Want to cum.  Ache.  Please Mistress.  Obey.  Or was that the
words that scrolled across the screen?  Daniela couldn't tell any
more.  Maybe it didn't make any difference.

Dominica stood up, stretched a little, then spoke quietly into
Her headset.  Suddenly, Daniela's arms were free.  There was
hardly any feeling in them, having been held in the same position
for so long.  But the reason Daniela still held them in the same
position, crossed behind her back, was that she couldn't think
what to do next.

"Put your arms down, Daniela.  Stand up," MzDominica ordered. 
The rubber slave wiggled her shoulders a little, to get her arms
to move.  They helped a little, though too weak to do much, in
helping her to stand.  "Good girl," Mistress said.  She pulled
Daniela's hands out in front of her body, arms close together,
and put a set of leather cuffs on her wrists.  They were linked
together by a short, thick chain.  "Raise your hands above your
head, babi girl."  The slave did so, and MzDominica slipped the
chain over a hook that Daniela hadn't noticed.  It hung from a
long chain that disappeared upwards into a hole in the ceiling.

Dominica stared into Her slave's eyes, still visible behind the
goggles.  Daniela gazed into her Mistress' beautiful green eyes
and felt lost, tiny, captured.

"You want to cum, don't you?" Dominica taunted.  "You need to
cum.  Your cunt is so wet, so drippy.  Trails of pussy juice are
just running down your legs."  Daniela began to shake.  Her knees
wouldn't support her.  She hung from the chain, unable to stand.

"Good, little rubber girl, go limp.  Let yourself sink down to
the floor.  Dominica has another surprise for you."  The chain
from the ceiling began to move, and Daniela felt herself being
lowered to the floor.  "Pull your knees up a bit, my pet,"
Dominica said.  Daniela obeyed, and soon found herself almost in
a sitting position -- without a chair.

Dominica walked over to the table, picked something up, and
returned, again staring directly into Daniela's eyes.  "All the
rubber we've been playing with today, there's still one rubber
toy we haven't tried yet.  Actually... two!"  MzDominica held up
two long, black rubber dildos, one noticeably thicker than the
other.  She waved them slowly in front of Daniela's face, the
shiny rubber catching the light, the reflections flashing into
the slave's increasingly sleepy eyes.  "If you want to cum, you
need these.  You need to feel them in you.  Look closely, rubber
slave.  One for your pussy, and one for your ass."

Daniela couldn't stop shaking.  The rubber dongs looked so
pretty.  She needed to cum, so bad.  Obey.  Rubber.  Pussy. 
Dominica.  Cum.  You want to cum.  She watched as Dominica set
one dildo down on the table, then picked up a tube of medical
jelly, squeezed out a big glob onto the tip of the other one, and
began spreading it up and down the shaft.  Mistress smiled as She
saw Her slave stare vacantly at the glistening dildo, jaw slack,
torso wiggling, hips pumping.

Dominica set the first dildo down on the floor, then picked up
the other dildo and repeated the process, taking Her time,
enjoying Her slave's reaction.  Both dildos had suction cups, and
the floor was smooth, so when She pushed them into place, they
stayed exactly where She left them.  And Dominica knew exactly
where they needed to be.

"Let yourself drop, rubber slave, Daniela, little bimbo.  Get
those nice, big rubber dildos into your ass and pussy, and I'll
give you permission to cum!"

Daniela could see that Dominica was holding some kind of little
box -- a remote control?  Yes.  She pushed a button, and the
ceiling chain started to move again, slowly lowering the rubber
slave toward the floor.  Aching to cum, Daniela let herself drop,
anticipating the moment when the big rubber dildos would enter
her.  Her knees bent further, further, so they were almost up to
her chin.  It was taking so long!  Soon, soon, soon, if she could
only get them into her!

Then Daniela felt the chain stop!

Fuzzy as her mind was, Daniela's eyes popped open.  She couldn't
look down far enough to see the dildos.  Looking up only showed
her what the chain looked like, her manacled hands dangling from
the hook.  She looked around, and found Dominica again seated in
Her chair, watching the desperate rubber slut, a half smile on
Her face.

"You're almost there, little slut.  Can't you feel them?" 
Daniela couldn't.  Dominica KNEW she couldn't.  "Just a little
further.  Maybe if you sag down, you can reach the dildos.  Try
it, slut!"

Daniela tried to go even more limp, hanging from the manacles. 
Could she feel one of the dildos?  Maybe the one for her ass? 
Just the tip?  She couldn't be sure.

"Aww, the little rubber slut can't reach?  Keep trying!  You want
to cum, don't you?"

Again, Daniela sagged, pulled, lifted her feet off the floor,
wiggled -- trying, trying, trying to get the dildos into her ass
and cunt.  Nothing she did got her low enough.  Then she felt the
chain moving again.  Something probed against her ass, just the
tiniest bit.  She wiggled her ass, and whimpered in frustration.
Then she felt the chain move again -- upward!

"Noooooo!" Daniela cried.  The first word she'd been able to say
for what must have been hours.

"You want it, don't you slut?  Don't you?"  Dominica's voice was
more a command than a question.

"Yes, Mistress!"  And Daniela's voice was more a plea than a
statement.

"Then you must beg for it, slave!" commanded Mistress.

"Please, Mistress!" Daniela whined.

"Please what?  What is it you want, slave?  Beg for it.  Tell
me!"

"Please, let me down on the dildos, put them in me, let me cum. 
Please, Mistress Dominica, please!?!"  Tears ran down Daniela's
cheeks, leaking under the goggles, which still continued to
scroll commands she no longer consciously noticed.  Cum.  Obey. 
Beg.  Cum.  Obey.  Beg.

Dominica pressed the control.  And the chain began to move again
-- upward!

"Noooo!  Please, Mistress, fuck me, fuck me, let me cum,
please!!"

Another click, and the chain moved suddenly downward.  Quickly. 
Daniela hardly realized it had happened when she found her ass
impaled by the rear dildo, and the other dildo firmly pressed
against her sex.

"You have permission, slut.  Cum!  Cum now!  Cum, rubber slave,
cum!"

Daniela bucked and shook, the dildos rubbing in her, against her,
hands still held high on the hook, keeping her from tipping over.
 The orgasm was strange -- a mixture of the intense female orgasm
she had been trained to feel, combined with the sheer physical
release of her body.  Instead of screaming this time, she just
grunted, loudly, over and over, as wave after wave of pleasure
and release cascaded through her body and mind.

As the slave's spasms subsided, Dominica slowly shut off the suit
and the goggles.  She spoke one word into the headset, "Sleep."

-- Nightcap --

Dan felt like he had been daydreaming again.  He'd been thinking
of... something.  Then someone had called his name.  Dominica. 
The beautiful woman sitting across from him at the cafe table. 
Her name was Dominica.  Mistress Dominica.  Now, how did he know
that, about the "Mistress"?  When had it gotten so dark?  It was
almost closing time for the cafe!  Both of them had coffee cups
in front of them, nearly empty.  A carafe at his elbow held a
little more, but it also was nearly empty.  They must have been
drinking a lot of coffee.

But he'd been inattentive, rude.  He tried to look like he'd been
listening.  (Though he'd heard women are never fooled by that
trick, it was at least worth a try.)  What had She been talking
about?

"You're looking very relaxed," She said, circling one finger
around the top of Her coffee cup, "like you've had a wonderful
evening."

"Well, talking with you has made it wonderful," he replied,
hoping it made sense in whatever the context had been.

"Hmmm."  Dominica looked at him, Her penetrating green eyes still
visible in the half-light of the cafe.  Her lips curled in a
strange smile.  "Maybe we'll meet again, sometime."

"I would like that, very much," Dan said.  He meant it, but he
felt so confused.

"And you can tell me more about your troubles," She said. 
Troubles?  What had he been talking about?  "I'd love to hear
more... and help you solve your problem."

The sudden warm trickle of fluid told Dan he had just wet his
pants!  What to do now?

"Goodnight, Dan!  See you later!"  Dominica gracefully stood up,
waved Her fingers goodbye, and walked unhurriedly away.

What had happened?  Dan was only sure of two things.  He was glad
it was dark, now, so the wet stain on his pants wouldn't be so
visible, as he went home.  And somehow, whatever it took, he was
going to find a way to see Mistress Dominica again!


