"Morning, Squeaky." "Mmm..." I tried to stretch my limbs as Miles ran his fingers on my latex-covered face, but I couldn't move… ah, yes. The sleepsack. The amazing contraption hugged my body so comfortably. Did I really fall asleep in bondage? I wondered what time it was; we went to bed late last night and I slept like a baby since then. "Do you want out?" Miles asked. "Mmm… What time is it?"  "About 9 am. Did you sleep...

“Kill me!” “No... I won’t kill you. Come on. Stop acting like a baby.” I pressed the button on my talking watch for the tenth time. “The time is 8:38 am.” Last night at the Fox & Spice, everything was going fantastically well until... the kissing slave girl. I've been crying my life out since that moment. Immediately after what happened, I changed back in my regular clothes, and we went straight home; it, unfortunately, s...

"The time is 7:43 am." My little talking watch told me that it was acceptable to wake him up. "Morning, Miles." "Heeey, rubber girl." I slid my arms around his torso to hug him tightly. I still couldn't believe this happened. After a false start in the park, I invited this guy over for a simple dinner then ended up wearing my full latex suit and making love to him. The best thing about all of this, he was still here. "Tha...

I decided to come to this small park to relax. It was just in front of the big luxury apartment building where I lived, a big skyscraper. One could say I was quite lucky to have this area just across the street because, in such a big city, there was not a lot of green space anymore. To me, it was vital to be able to go to a place where I could just sit down to smell and hear the remainder of nature. Today, I was not worki...

Not the fabric ones that you choose to wear in the street now. No. A different kind. The helmet-type ones with sealed, circular glass eyepieces and a screw-on filter. Rubber ones. The ones transformed from a protection from radioactivity to a legitimate fetishwear. I used to wear masks like that once a week or so. Not for long, for ten minutes at a time. It was a time when being nuked was a real possibility and it was at...

For the next few days, it was safe to say my anxiety was through the roof. Every notification, email and slight noise from my laptop sent me into a frenzy of confusion and a little bit of horniness. Someone had been recording my dress-up sessions through my webcam.  I had taped over it now and made sure that nothing could be seen. Everything I did online was careful, and I began using a VPN just for extra security. Sarina...

There is something severe about her. There is cold in her eyes. There is warmth in her soul. Straight black hair. Beautiful lips. Red lipstick. A celestial smile and sharp fangs. Raquel is a French doll. Raquel is from Montreal. She lives up to the reputation notorious of Canadians. Charming and real polite. Raquel is incredibly nice. Raquel towers in those heels. She is wearing a plum pencil skirt. She is wearing a black...

Mia buffed the huge wooden cross in the white basement, deltoids aching as she remembered last night’s muffled cries.  The debased satisfaction she knew the clients always felt with Baun.  She’d hated every moment of listening to it, though a part of her always wished the mess she cleaned was messier.   Sighing, she wiped her brow with her forearm.  Took a few steps back, looking at the cross from every angle to make sure...

By day, I'm an average Korean guy, a bit on the fat side, my whole life I haven't been very attractive to women. I'm very timid and shy as a boy, very much a beta. I never even had sex until after college and my dating life has always been pathetic.  I've always had a bit of a tight rubber and latex fetish. As I became older, I began buying some pieces of latex and dressing like a submissive rubber boy, tight leggings and...

I had started at the university during a cool, wet week in late summer, now the seasons had moved on, autumn had arrived in all its glory. The trees had morphed into browns and golds as the leaves started to fall and the temperatures had dropped to give us cool, crisp days. I was walking briskly through the grounds eager to get back to the warmth of my accommodation block. Despite a thick new winter coat and woollen thigh...

It was mid-winter in the 22nd year of my marriage to Susan. Late on a Friday night the two of us were sitting up and watching a late-night show. I was really watching Susie and deciding that she had to change. In my mind I started listing the things that I wanted to be different about her. I wanted her thinner and in better shape. I wanted her hair done differently in a sexier style. I wanted her to be more enthusiastic a...

It's Saturday night. I'm walking around trying to straighten up the house for my date with Liz. I wipe down the table with a dusting pad as I start to move a few things around and make sure things look okay. I keep looking at the table to make sure it's spotless and shiny. I'm also a tad nervous as  I'm putting the supplies we bought on the side coffee table near the couch. I keep thinking how this is going to be like. Li...

Despite the lack of vision, the floors below had felt familiar and, in a strange sense, even comfortable. The journey to the uppermost floor, however, proved unsettling, despite her willingness to undertake it. Accompanied by a quartet she knew nothing about, with obvious designs upon her body, for the first time she wondered at the wisdom of her choice.  Green tag girl gets in over her head she mused with the ghost of a...