Latex Jo

Chapter One

Jo loved the store. She loved stepping into the sensual fantasy world the merchandise hinted of. It was a world of erotic fantasy, sensual passion and desire, a world that only true lovers that honestly exposed their inner desires to each other understood. Not many people really took the step into the world the wares in the store promised but for those who did, Jo understood and welcomed. She always enjoyed helping a customer with critical questions on the use of the more exotic merchandise. She enjoyed it when she and Loni tested out some contraption that they didn't fully understand.

The Esoteric Emporium of Bliss was off a side street near Clackamas Town Center. It was in one of those many strip malls that sit across the street from most large malls. This mall had it's main front of stores and then down the side alleys to the back of the buildings there was enough space for three or four small office spaces. The two-story structure allowed for additional office spaces but in the case of the Emporium the upper loft was the apartment Jo and Loni shared. A coffee shop was the corner store. A dentist and an eye doctor were in the next two spaces and the Emporium was the last of the cluster. The front was quite unobtrusive with a small sitting room visible through the window. The sign on the door quietly stated, E.E.B., Specialist in Inner Desire.

Jo went to the reception desk that looked into the waiting area. She saw no customers at the moment. The magazines that they used to judge new clients were lying on the coffee table. These magazines were various fetish-oriented glossies that ranged from dressing for pleasure to extreme forms of latex and leather bondage. Many people rolled their eyes in disgust when they saw the magazines and walked out. For the ones who stayed, the magazines often picked a curiosity that Loni or Jo would gladly discuss.

She walked onto the main floor. The floor was divided into large display areas of concentration. The front area devoted space for lacey sleepwear and underwear not much more exotic than found in Victoria's Secret. The display case held massage oils and different types of massage aids. Feathers were spread on the bottom of the case as much for the display as for being available for sale. There were also some slightly wild pieces of jewelry, wide loop earrings, spangled bracelets, some rings, a couple of choker collars and some wide wristbands and ankle bands that could also work as cuffs. A curtain divided this section from the next area. This second area was devoted to leather and PVC clothing. The case in this area also held some harnesses, head restraints, cock and ball restraints, chastity devices, some whips and paddles. The clothing ranged from club wear to clothes strictly for playing at private fantasies. Jo surveyed the racks of leather pants, dresses and catsuits. She looked at the shiny PVC of similar items. Some of the items were uniforms, stylized police outfits, nursing uniforms, maids uniforms and nun habits. Leather thongs and other under garments hung from the wall displays. The mannequins displayed one or two of the most enticing items in tight and clingy splendor. The rich leather odor filled the space. PVC and leather boots and shoes were in a small section. Many of the boots were thigh highs with zips or lacing. Some were only ankle boots. All had wickedly high heels and most had locks attached to straps across the front of the foot.

She walked around the corner that was formed by the office/reception area and the back wall. This was her favorite corner of the emporium. The first vision on entering this section was the mannequin covered in shiny latex. The suit looked poured onto the doll. In fact it was poured on in a fashion. The doll was dipped in the liquid latex vat in the storage area. Hanging from the ceiling was a heavy latex bondage bag with all means of "D" rings, straps and ties attached to its surface. The inside of the bag had internal sleeves that would immobilize the victim's arms. The neck collar was thick and high and held the head very snuggly. For someone wanting complete isolation in the bag a hood could be pulled over the head and zipped to the collar. Jo shivered at the thought of being in that bag, not so much for the helplessness, but if Loni were to stuff her head into the hood, she would have no recourse but to accept the anxiety of having her face covered in latex that she still could not overcome.

The rest of the floor was filled with rack of latex clothing for both men and women. The racks of pants, shirts, catsuits, dresses and skirts were gloriously shiny. The wall displays were devoted to hoods, gloves and underwear of all types. Briefs and panties ranged from plain to ones with every toy imaginable, inflatable plugs and dildos, hard rubber ones, vibrating ones, chastity and bondage rings. The display case in this section contained a number of cock sheaths, strap-on dildos, double shafted dildos, gags, thick latex bondage cuffs, spreader bars, and very wickedly huge vibrators. It was a cafeteria for the most fiendish in sexual fantasy and pleasure. A far corner was devoted to boots much like the ones in the front area except these boots and shoes were made from latex. The thigh boots were exceptionally high and the thick latex molded to hug the leg like a vice. The rolled tops of these boots surely cut into the flesh of the wearer and very close to the one place that would be most arousing.

A vacuum bed stood on one wall with a mannequin sealed under its tight latex sheeting. Jo loved this bed. In fact Loni had placed her in it a few times after store hours. Its opaque sheets were acceptable as Jo could still see through it when the latex pressed against her face and body. Also Loni had modified the mouth/nose opening, making it wide enough that the lower face was exposed. This effected the efficiency of the vacuum but it allowed for the face to remain relatively open, something that Jo appreciated. For short periods of time, Loni placed a nose-cup beneath the edge of the opening and that improved the seal though it also covered the whole face. Loni liked the bed with the nose-cup attached when she got the urge to be immobilized in it.

On a shelf in one corner were the specialty catsuits. These suits had attached boot feet and were full cover catsuits with gloves and hoods. Some of the hoods were open face but most of them were full-face hoods. The insides of many of these suits had toys attached to them. They had vaginal probes and butt plugs. Some had sheaths that could be pushed into the vagina or for the male catsuits cover the cock safely behind a latex shield. The suits with the sheaths had a zip panel on a second layer of latex to conceal the prize within from prying eyes. Jo still couldn't work up the courage to try one of these full cover catsuits.

Jo, naturally submissive, loved to dress in bondage and be forced to submit to the whims of her mistress. She had a very loving and respectful relationship with her business partner and lover, Loni. But these last few weeks she was sensing a change in herself. She had glimpses of being a dominant and in control of another being. Her victim was always unknown, hooded and gagged or face covered by a gas mask. She wondered how it might be to wear the symbols of a Domme. She wanted to try a tight catsuit, thigh high boots, a chain belt with evil looking dildos, cuffs and paddles hanging from it, a whip in hand and maybe a Catwoman style mask that only covered the upper part of the head and had those wide eye openings. Well, enough of such thoughts. Jo had to get on with opening the store for business.

She made sure all of the mannequins were dusted and shined appropriately. She checked the tension on the suspended displays and made sure everything in the display cases was properly lighted. She had to change one burned out spotlight bulb that shone on a rack of catsuits hanging near the corner of the wall. She adjusted her costume for the day a shiny PVC maid outfit. She carried a duster with her and planned to always be spot cleaning around the store when a customer was inside.

Loni came down from the upstairs apartment and looked approvingly around the store. "Everything appears in order, Jo. It's still early, though I don't expect any customers for a while. Anyway, we had a good snowstorm last night. I wager we won't have many customers at all."

"I hadn't thought about that." Indeed, Jo hadn't even looked outside yet to see the snow piled in the parking lot. They had one of those Oregon snows that come about once every five years. The stuff was thick and deep and very wet.

"We better go out and clear the walk at least. Change into something a bit more suitable, Jo." Loni tossed her a shiny red Santa's helper coat with fake white fur trim. "Better put on these leather slacks and some winter boots, too." Winter boots meant boots with a slightly lower and wider heels. These were really designed for men who might want to delve into the realm kinky boots but weren't ready for the high stiletto boot. They were waterproof and warm, which was important.

About an hour later, Jo finished the clearing of the walk from the storefront. Loni had hung the closed sign up and Jo knew the day was over from a sales point, though they were always willing to take private appointments on a day they were closed. Jo was hot and tired from the shoveling.

"I need a shower," she announced.

"By all means, take one. Leave the clothes outside the door when you go."

Jo left for the stairs to the apartment. Loni waited about ten minutes, then went up herself. She found the pile of clothes outside the door. The red Santa helper coat, the black leather pants and the rubber boots lay in a pile. On top of those were the latex panties and bra that Jo often wore as her underwear. Loni sniffed the panties and caught a whiff of sweet arousal and latex. She decided to surprise Jo in the shower.

She ran downstairs and grabbed a nice thick strap-on double dildo from the display case and ran back up to the apartment. She pulled off her own clothes. She pulled on some wrist length latex gloves and lubed one tip of the toy before easing it into her cunt. Her lips parted at the touch of the tip and the thing sent a shiver through her body as it went home inside. She pulled the straps tight about her waist and through the crotch, securing the tool tightly inside. The erect member that protruded from the other end was menacing enough and would seem totally out of place on Loni's well-shaped and feminine body. Of course she didn't care how out of place the toy looked. She only cared for the results wearing it would have for both her and Jo.

She quietly slipped into the bathroom and peeked around the curtain. Jo was busy with her hair. Suds covered her head and her eyes were screwed shut against the stinging bubbles. Loni stepped behind Jo and brushed the tip of the protruding shaft along Jo's crack. The thing passed over her ass and nudged against the slit. Jo jumped in surprise at the apparent attack and screamed.

Jo first thought was a man had gotten into the apartment somehow as the thing touched her. She let out a scream that Loni cut off with her gloved hand. "Shush Jo! It's only me and my little toy here."

Jo turned and wiped soap from her eyes and locked her mouth to Loni's. She rubbed against the shaft sending thrilling vibrations though Loni's insides. Her tongue explored Loni's and then she guided the shaft into her own sweet pussy. The relief of the hard thing rubbing her insides was overwhelming. The aching from the earlier exercise and the arousing clothes subsided as she stood with the shaft inside. Her muscles squeezed the thing and she rocked against it.

Loni pulled Jo down into the tub and pumped the dildo inside her lover. The straps held it tightly to her body so the thrusting didn't provide the same stimulation as it did for Jo. Loni thrust and stroked as the hot water beat on her back and ran from her body onto Jo's.

The thrusts had their reward and soon Jo was gasping and pulling Loni to her as she exploded with sensual desire. Loni continued to thrust and pump and added rocking to her motion as her own orgasm obscenely hovered just beyond grasp. She was panting hard with effort as Jo exploded a second time. Loni was almost in tears from the exertion and denial of her own final outcome as she finally got the right spot and plunged in a quaking fulfillment of lust. She went rigid as her muscles pulled her end of the shaft far into her hot pussy. She felt the tip of the thing rake at her vulva and shuddered in a secondary release. She realized the wait and frustration was well worth the final goal as the ripple effect of the climax shook her for an eternity, or so it seemed. The two lovers clung to each other linked by the double pronged toy of lust. The water streamed from the hot bodies, washing away the sweat of passion and slowly the fires ebbed.

Loni stirred and pulled herself up from Jo. She gently slipped the thing from Jo, loosened the straps that held it to her and pulled it with a pop from her clutching slit. It seemed to want to hold it inside her as she pulled it out.

Jo tentatively put her tongue to the exposed flesh and sucked at the sweet nectar. Loni leaned against the back of the tub and let Jo eat her hot sensitive flesh. Jo lapped at the swollen gates to love and swirled her tongue inside the cleft. She felt the hard button of Loni's clit and flicked it with her tongue. The resulting spasms in response made Jo smile inside. She gave it one more lick then pulled back.

"I need to finish my shower, Loni, Dear," she said with a mischievous grin.

"Oh, you are hard-hearted! Bringing on the fire again then pulling back that way! OK, finish up your shower Jo then I need one too. Get back to the shop as while I get my shower. One of the regulars might want to drop by so check the voicemails."

Loni luxuriated in the beating spray after Jo got out to dry off and get dressed. She liked, no loved the relationship she had with Jo. She considered herself a bi. She had been with men and figured she would probably be with one again, but she definitely preferred the gentle touch of a woman. And Jo knew exactly what she liked and where to touch her, stroke her, taste her to bring her to satisfying arousal and climax. She knew that she did the same for Jo as well and she loved their honesty in the relationship. Loni always preferred to be in charge and that was what she liked most about being with a woman. She could be in charge, unlike the way it usually was with a man.

Loni climbed out of the shower and dried herself. She selected blue jeans and a sweater for the afternoon. She saw no point in dressing the role of dominatrix since there was little reason to open the store on such a bad weather day. She headed down the stairs and stopped short from voices or a voice.

"Take that you naughty rubber slut." Loni heard from the stairs. Then she heard a dull "thwack." "You're just a rubber slut wanting punishment." Loni crept down the steps, stooping down to catch a glimpse of what was going on below. She put her head around the corner formed by the step and the ceiling of the lower floor and surveyed the store for an explanation for the sounds. She could see over the shelf and the far corner where one of the rubber-clad mannequins stood. It was one of the dipped ones to demonstrate the results of the patented liquid latex dipping process they offered. It had a thick strap-on dildo attached to its crotch and was completely enclosed in the shiny black rubber.

Jo was the real surprise. She was dressed in a short latex dress, latex gloves and latex stocking with high heel shoes. The chain belt around her waist was adorned with a number of wicked looking vibrators, dildos and a whip. She wore a "Zorro" mask and was holding a shiny hard rubber paddle. As she watched, Loni saw Jo smack the mannequin with the paddle. The dull "thwack" she heard earlier was repeated.

Loni watched in shocked silence. For all of the years she had known Jo, she had never seen any streak of dominance. In fact, Jo was a total submissive when it came to their relationship. Now Loni wondered whether this was a Jo to worry about or whether it was just a fantasy she was playing out secretly. That minute in the shower when Jo pulled back from eating her pussy was maybe a first glimmer of this new streak. Of course secret play today might mean open display tomorrow. This could be very serious since Loni did not have one shred of desire to submit to anyone during sexual games.

Loni padded down the stairs and slipped up behind Jo. She tapped her on the shoulder. Jo turned with a start, gasping in surprise. "Looking for a little roll reversal in your life, Jo?"

"No! Of course not. Well, I don't know. I mean I would never be...could ever be dominant with you. I mean I'm just playing and wondering what it would feel like to have someone at my mercy. Do you know what I mean?" Jo was almost pleading as she spoke.

"I think I know what you mean, but I'm not sure you know, Dear. I think you deserve to find out what it really is like to be a..."

"Dominant?" Jo interrupted.

Loni scowled. "No, Honey, I was thinking more like a true rubber slut. Strip off those clothes and let's go to the back room. I'll let you get a taste of the dipping process...firsthand."

Jo was shocked at the vehemence in Loni's voice. She shivered with a bit of fear but she also shivered in new anticipation. She always wanted to feel what it was like to be dipped in the liquid latex and cured into a seamless rubber suit. The fantasy was so strong in her that her stomach fluttered every time she thought of it. She never asked Loni to put her through the process because it was very expensive and she thought asking might imply a reversal of roles since to ask was almost like an order. But now her own game had brought on the very desire she had wanted. She wanted to smile at the idea of how well her plan had worked. She thought of it while she had been drying herself. She knew that she could never tell Loni how she had deceived Loni.

Chapter Two

Jo was suspended over pink liquid. She twisted slightly on the end of the tether. She was completely naked and every inch of her body below the neck was smooth as silk from the dilapidation cream Loni had applied. Her hair was up and tucked under a rubber-swimming cap to keep the ends from falling into the vat.

The preparations for the process were quite elaborate. Jo knew that was the real expense in the process, that and the immensely erotic experience that resulted. She was first purged of all solid foods that she had eaten. It had been messy and unpleasant but needless to say the process was done. She felt the thick hollow tube that now resided inside her tender butt. Inside the tube was a solid removable plug. A flat stopper was threaded into the tube and sat flush with her cheek crack. Then the tube actually extended an inch above the stopper and another fitting covered its end. After the dipping process, the protruding tube would be cut off next to the latex skin and liquid latex applied to the edges to mold the opening into the rest of the suit.

Similarly a catheter tube was fitted to her urethra and the little balloon inflated. This tube was extremely thin plastic and would ultimately be coated with the latex. The tube would be cut at the front surface and stopper added to the inside threads much like the larger tube in the rear. These attachments assured the ability for Jo to exercise her bodily needs during the time she would be inside the seamless latex skin.

The thick end of the double-shafted dildo was buried deep inside her. A thin copper wire dangled from the base of this shaft. Jo wasn't sure what this was for as Loni painted liquid latex onto her abdomen and used this little brushing of rubber to glue the wire to her skin. The end of the phallus that protruded from her pussy stood at a nice angle for fun, only she was mystified by the fact that this shaft was about one-half the diameter of the one that was planted inside her.

Loni had added a couple of more permanent toys to Jo in the form of piercings. The two rings that were now in her nipples had been painful additions to her body, along with the little rings that lined the sides of her pussy lips. The pain of the piercing might have a reward, Jo thought, as the additional sensation from the rings pulling the lip skin when Loni pushed the shaft into her body was exquisite.

Loni pulled the frame over Jo's head. The frame had latex lined hold points for the ankles and the thighs, the waist, the wrist and the shoulders. The steel was treated in a way that the liquid did not stick to it. After the final curing it was easy to remove the steel cuffs while the latex linings remained on the rubberized victim.

Since Jo did not like hoods, the dipping would only be to her neck. Loni secretly wished that she could have fitted the air and mouth tubing and completely sealed Jo in the latex. As it was, Jo would still be quite a sight as a rubberized doll, Latex Jo. Loni told her to hold her fingers slightly spread and comfortably bent to allow the gloves to form on her finger properly.

Jo felt the cage lift her from the ground. Her bindings held her snuggly and she was in no discomfort as the lift swung over the dipping vat. The vat was a vessel about seven feet deep and about four feet in diameter. The rings of the cage fit the vat perfectly and the victim dipped could only accept the fate as the stuff slowly covered the naked skin. The first dip and lift was completed and the electric overhead heaters dried the skin. Jo felt the tightening as the stuff shrunk to her form. It was so erotic to feel the press against every part of her from the neck down. The thing dropped her into the vat a second time. Again she felt the warmth of the drying and the tightening grip of rubber. She noticed that this latex dried to a shiny full red. She was pleased to be a red rubber doll rather than black. The dipping continued for hours. Jo lost track of ho many times she was dropped into and lifted from the vat but each time made her skin a little bit thicker.

Soon she knew that the suit was thick enough to pass as a real latex suit made from a medium weight thickest latex. Finally the cage swung out from the vat and Jo dropped to the floor. Loni detached her from the cage and used sandpaper to smooth the seams formed where the bonds had held Jo. She brushed some of the pink fluid onto the spots and blended it skillfully into the rubber skin. Soon Jo was a flawless red rubber doll with a bright and thick red dildo available for all sort of mischief. Loni cut the tubing off flush with the suit. She toyed with the idea of painting over the stoppers but decided that it would be nice but would also make it more difficult to maintain Latex Jo. She accepted the minor blemish of the small stopper above the dildo and the larger one in the back. Loni admired her work.

Before her was Latex Jo. Latex Jo was a flawlessly red skinned latex love doll. The shiny buff of the red surface reflected light beautifully. The shadows of her curves promised secret pleasures to come. The completely sealed surface protected Jo from any and all intrusions and proved beyond any doubt that her pleasure was only for Loni to take or give. Loni pushed the protruding phallus to Jo's abdomen and was pleased to see her squirm as the inner shaft shifted against her pussy walls to accommodate the action.

Jo was sweating at her brow and her breath was fast. Her face was flush with excitement. No makeup ever looked so alluring. Her eyes sparkled with desire and passion. Loni wanted to take her right then but she held back. She had more plans for her lover who fantasized to be a dominant. She hoped to rid Jo forever of any thoughts as a dominant by wracking her with so much ecstasy and carnal pleasure as a submissively bound and helpless victim that she would never desire any other situation.

Loni hooked a chain to Jo's nipple rings. The silver contrasted nicely with the red. She then hooked a leash to the center ring of the chain and tugged. A sharp pain brought Jo along behind Loni as she pulled Latex Jo into the front of the store. Loni found a tight latex corset in black with red piping. She hooked the nipple chain to a chain hanging from the ceiling. She turned a winch pulling the chain taught. The action lifted the breasts slightly and sent a dull ache from the tug on the rings. Jo was on tiptoes to avoid any additional pain as Loni wrapped the corset around the waist. She hooked the corset and began to pull it closed. The thing gripped Jo like a vice as Loni pulled it tighter and tighter. Soon her breasts were unnaturally lifted to a pert angle that exuded extreme sexuality. Her waist was tightly bound and erotically narrow as her shiny red hips flared beneath the black garment.

Loni put slack into the chain and detached Jo from the bondage. Now Jo's breathing was fast and shallow from the crushing presence of the thick rubber corset. She felt all the more aroused by the tight latex press.

Loni led Jo to a mirror and she saw the results of the effort for the first time. Jo saw the exquisite red doll before her. She could hardly believe that this vision was she. The flawlessly shiny body was sexual perfection. Her swelling breast rose above the corset. Her hips swelled invitingly below. The narrow waist was a vision of Victorian perfection. She was completely encased in rubber and she felt the tingly tightness of the skin arousing her as she stood. Even the thick phallus protruding from her sex invited only what she desired. No man could doubt she was sexual perfection for only her woman lover as long as she was sealed in this suit. She was nothing but a rubber slut good for only one thing, absolute sexual subservience to Loni. Loni, Loni, what was coming next? She was so hot and excited by what she saw. What did Loni have planned next?

Loni hooked the leash to the breast chain again and Jo followed her to the vacuum bed. Loni unhooked the chain from the nipples and opened the frame. "Get in, Dear."

Jo laid face down on the sheet of the bed. Jo made sure the snorkel apparatus was fit to her mouth and Loni pushed the phallus through the ring on the sheet for that purpose. The bed was custom cut to hold Jo or Loni since they were exactly the same measurement from the mouth to the vagina. Loni closed the back sheet of the bed frame, sandwiching Jo between the two opaque sheets. She lifted the frame to the upright position and made sure the spotlights on the display were on. She switched on the vacuum pump and the sheets pressed to Jo, locking her in the frame. She felt the cloying latex against all of her body. Though she hated hoods, this was not bad since she could see through the opacity of the sheet and thus did not feel so completely isolated. Loni was watching her lover's reaction to the bed. She watched for any signs of panic and seeing none went about her own plans.

First, Loni switched on the vibrator that was the part of the phallus inside Jo's womb. Suddenly, Jo shuddered as the massaging beast stroked her tender insides. Juices flowed liberally as she responded and the thing soon slid perceptibly a micro-inch as she tried to thrust against the walls of the bed. The throbbing pulse was arousing but not enough for an explosive release. Soon an aching began to fill her insides as she tried to complete what the teasing shaft started. She wanted to wriggle and writhe but the bed held her tight. She could manage only minor shifts that did nothing to quench her lust.

Meantime Loni was busy transforming herself into Mistress Loni, the rubber goddess. She pulled on a nice catsuit in shiny black. It covered her neck to toe. The attached gloves and built-in stiletto heels flowed right into the thick tight latex. She checked her dripping cunt with a finger before closing the zipper that covered her private spot. There was time enough later to open the zipper with flare and mount a frustrated and compliant Jo. At least she planned for Jo to be in that state by the time she was through. She added the flowing dominatrix dress over the catsuit. It's burgundy skirts contrasted nicely with the shiny black gloves and boots that were all that showed of the catsuit. She pulled a Catwoman hood on that concealed her eyes and cheeks. She added a wide black belt to her waist and cinched it tightly. She hung a dildo and whip from the belt. She added cuffs too, though all of these tools were only for show. She took up the riding crop that would be her tool of choice and walked purposefully to Jo.

Jo saw the Dominatrix approach in the fog of the sheeting that pressed her face. She shivered in delight and anticipation of the game about to begin and the hoped for conclusion of mutual lust and joy. Mistress Loni looked heavenly in the dark red dress. She caught the tip of her boots, the arch of the heel, a hint of shiny black covering the lovely ankle, the shiny black gloves and she knew this had to be the best moment of her life.

Jo ached for relief from the steady but low vibration in her pussy. She wanted to feel her lover pressing to her bound body, taking the protruding member into herself and rocking on the rod to bring that added motion to the equation she knew was needed to cum in thunderous passion.

Loni had other ideas. Loni approached Jo with a wicked grin on her mouth. Jo saw the mouth and the mirth in the eyes behind the mask. Jo was helpless as a mosquito trapped in amber. Loni took the crop and thwacked the sheet of the bed by Jo's entrapped form. The sheet reverberated like a drumhead and the vibration shook Jo. Loni whacked the lusciously trapped buns....thwack! Jo felt the sharp jab of the blow. Layers of latex kept it from being painful. It was just surprising. The loud "THWACK" was certainly more psychological than painful. Jo quaked with each strike and the sheets thrummed I response.

Loni took the shaft in her hand and pulled at it once. Jo responded as the shaft raked her love button and caused her muscles to spasm in anticipation.

"You like that?" Loni asked. "I guess I'd better not do it again." But she pulled the rod one more time sending the same jolt through Jo. Loni smiled and rubbed against the trapped form. She stroked lightly at the soft curves of her victim. She pushed her finger into the ring at the left nipple and swirled it around the inside diameter of the circle. Jo shivered with intensity from the teasing. Jo grunted into the breathing snorkel in an effort to convey her desire for release and relief.

Release was not in the wind at the moment. Mistress Loni parted the pleat at the front of her dress and Jo saw the black catsuit covering the lovely mound she longed to have on the shaft at her crotch. Loni slowly pulled the zipper down and as Jo watched she spread the latex and inserted a finger in the dripping slit. Loni sensually rubbed the lips of her flower and put the sweet juice to her lips. She licked the shimmering dew from the finger and stroked herself some more. Loni came to the bed and put her finger into the breathing tube.

Jo caught the briefest hint of the rich musk from her lover, mingled with the sweet odor of latex. She was so hot with desire. Loni pulled and plucked at her nipple rings and the nipples grew rigid inside the rubber suit. She was hopelessly lost in her private madness of deprivation. Loni was right there in all her glory and Jo couldn't do anything about it. Jo was completely at Loni's mercy for completion and Loni was just playing with her and enjoying the denial that she controlled.

Loni spread her legs and took a monster dildo from her belt and slowly pushed it into herself. Her eyes rolled in ecstasy as the shaft filled her to capacity. She pumped the shaft and felt her own building release. She looked at Jo in her trap and stroked harder at her tool. She drew so close to coming. Not yet she thought. Not yet. She pulled the shaft from her love flower with a loud pop. She swooned from the effort to hold back her final pleasure and walked to Jo.

Jo still balanced on the edge of rapture. Her denial a drab and barren plain to her left, final relief and rapture an abyss of unknown depths on the right. She tried to push herself over the edge but the tight hold of the bed thwarted every effort. The agony of denial filled her womb. She ached for the final release and the washing pleasure.

Loni took the dripping dildo that had so recently occupied her most nether regions and dripped cum into Jo's breathing tube. Jo caught the heavier odor of Loni and swooned with desire. Jo quaked inside her bonds and willed herself to find final rapture, but the buzzing in the crotch was not enough. The sensual pleasures forced on her not quite enough. It seemed that denial was the desert of her existence.

Loni stepped away from her trapped lover and smiled again. "I think I've given you a taste of what it means to be a true submissive to a Domme. Or maybe I should let you stew in the bed a bit longer. Perhaps I should leave you another three or four hours?" Loni stroked Jo's sheathed face with the tip of the crop. "You can discover your inner self through an ordeal like this, Hun. I know people who would give a fortune to experience just one minute of what I am giving you."

Loni strolled nonchalantly to the other side of the trapped body. She stroked the cheek and plucked the crop against the nipple ring of Jo's breast. "And to imagine that I do this to you because I think so much of you." Loni came closer to Jo's face and was standing squarely in front of her friend and lover. "Because you are my most dearest friend, because you are my most ardent lover..."

Loni mounted the phallus protruding from her lover's flower and pumped hard on its rigid fullness. She swooned from the pressure against her clit. She reveled in the lust of the full rubber cock deep inside her. She celebrated the nearness of the heat from the body under the sheet and suit so close to her. She pumped until she rocked with the massive explosion of release. For Jo, the explosion came almost immediately. Initial release shook the bed and the two lovers with its intensity. The rolling release of lust from her second cum took her very breath from her. She panted into the breathing tube as she built to a third eruption of lust. Loni felt the waves under her and rocked with ecstatic glee from the results of her game. As Jo came the third time, Loni came again then Loni continued to rock herself to her own third and pulsing cum.

Loni tilted the bed to its horizontal position but continued to keep the shaft thrust into her hot and sated cunt. Loni pulled the breathing tube from the bed and spread the opening wide enough to pull Jo's head through. The hole closed over Jo's throat sealing the vacuum but the latex was comfortable around the neck.

Loni gave her lover a passionate kiss. Her tongue probed the mouth and tasted her lover. Jo kissed her back and together they rocked to sleep feeling the lusting stir of the vibrations from the shaft inside each other. The languid kiss took them to sleep.

Jo drifted off to a deep sleep that comes only after complete and total carnal satisfaction. It was a dreamless sleep but she had one thought as she drifted into the slumber. She wondered how long Mistress Loni would keep her inside the suit. As for Loni, her final thoughts as she drifted to sleep were of another day of fun with Latex Jo when they awoke.

Chapter Three

Loni woke early the next morning. She stirred and smiled as she felt the shaft deep inside her pussy. The ever-hard shaft of her lover's dildo was so much sweeter then anything a man could offer. She slowly eased herself from the thing and felt it come out of her insides with an audible pop. She wiped the tip with her glove and put the nectar to Jo's soft lips. Jo stirred but did not wake, the evenings play had so exhausted her.

Loni decided to run to the Seattle's Best Coffee shop and pick up some lattes and muffins. She thought about leaving Jo inside the vacuum bed but decided the trip might take longer than she planned. Jo might need to use the bathroom and she really didn't want a mess on the bed. She turned off the vacuum and as the tension eased, pulled the tight opening from Jo's neck and over her head. Jo didn't even stir as she lifted the top frame and left her lover to continue sleeping on the latex sheet. She pulled a leather coat on that was warm and hid the latex underneath. She decided the Catwoman mask had to go but otherwise she could show herself in public.

The boot heels clicked on the walk as she headed for the coffee shop. She was glad she let Jo loose since the roads were still treacherous with snow and she had to walk. The collar of the coat pulled up looked perfectly natural on such a cold morn and hid the catsuit collar. She added a thin pair of soft leather driving gloves over her latex ones since she didn't really cause any more stirs at the shop than usual.

She was a regular customer and the staff was used to her leather coats cinched at the waist and her haughty stride. Loni was a person who knew who she was, what she wanted and where she wanted to go. She felt completely dominating in the latex and leather.

Jo woke with a slow perception of the lightening gloom about her. Daylight seeped into the room from the front windows d she knew it must be morning. She ran her tongue over her lips and tasted a hint of Loni. "She must have wiped her pussy juice from the dildo on my lips," Jo whispered to herself. "God, I do love her so."

Jo stretched with the grace of a cat and felt the rubber suit immediately pull at her limbs. She saw her reflection in a mirror, all shiny and red and such flawless beauty. She got up from the bed and went to the bathroom. Loni was so considerate to free her before leaving. Jo squatted over the stool and did her business. It seemed so funny to have the stuff just flow openly from above that thick red thing at her Venus flower. She smiled at the irony of the situation and wiped the drips from the latex. She pulled at on of the pussy rings and felt the thrill of pleasure from the sharp pain.

"Ah, I'm hungry." Then she pulled at the shaft and noticed the dead vibrator. Loni either turned it off or the battery died. She secretly hoped the battery was still good. As she pulled at the shaft she felt it move inside her. Now that DID feel good, she thought. She pulled again then she had an idea.

She headed for the storefront and found a Catwoman mask. It was the same one Loni had taken off an hour before. She found one of those new dolls that had the thick rubber pussy with vibrating walls built into it. A man could really like this, she thought as she pulled a slut dress onto the doll. She pulled a hood on it too since the circular mouth, obviously there for some perverted man, was too gross to look at. The hood let the glass eyes show but covered the mouth completely. She pulled latex stockings onto the doll and added high heel boots. She decided the doll would look good on display once she was finished with it.

Jo took a crop and slowly ran it along the doll's clothes. She liked what she saw. She mounted the doll and pushed her dildo inside it. The walls stretched as it drove inside and as it hit the pressure switch the thing came alive. It was more than a vibrator. It had a suction motor inside and as she pumped at the doll, her dildo tugged inside her own cunt from the resistance of the artificial cunt.

"Now this is cool," Jo said to herself. Then she really got into it and started shouting at the doll, "Fuck me you rubber whore!" She liked that. She repeated the words and swatted the doll with a crop.

Her masturbation was really exciting Jo. The doll became a pliant submissive in her mind. Her long night of captivity and bondage had brought out a streak of aggressiveness she never knew existed. Instead of breaking her, it made her even more determined to enjoy a fantasy as a Domme.

Now Jo was really into the doll. She was blinded to anything around her save the doll and the dildo thrusting inside its mechanical pussy and the movement inside her own pussy as a result. Juices flowed. Passions rose. Jo felt new sweat beneath her skin. She didn't really notice when the vibrator inside her dildo came alive. It added that extra motion and feeling to carry her over the abyss and into a deep chasm of self-pleasure. She screamed out as she came and held the lifeless doll willing it to cum with her. She felt a bit odd as she pulled the dildo out and thought of what a silly thing that had been. She noticed her pussy vibrating and her stomach turned.

With mocking clapping Loni stepped from behind the next aisle. "Very nice performance, Slut. And I thought you were rid of that Domme fantasy. I guess I was wrong and you will pay my Dear. You will pay by utter domination. I will make you my personal rubber toy and then we shall see who is the Domme here."

The clear vessel sealed around her neck. Jo was locked into the dipping frame and could not move. Two tubes were in her nose and well down her nasal cavities. They had little balloons inflated to seal the nostrils. Her ears were filled with silicon earplugs. Her mouth was held open by a thick hollow rubber tube. The tube ended at her teeth. A thin latex rubber mouthpiece fit snuggly to her lips and shaped them. The vessel had plastic tubes that fit over the rubber tubing and isolated it from the rest of the chamber when it was properly fitted. Similar tubes formed little ovals at the eyes and rested against the thinnest latex rings. Her brows had been removed with hair removal cream. Her hair was tightly held inside a thin latex skullcap that was destined to be part of the hood.

"When I fill this vessel you will still see through the tunnel formed by the eye tubes in the vessel. I drain it and the latex will form a layer on your head. Each time I fill the vessel, the latex layer will get thicker until I am completely satisfied," Loni said.

Jo heard the words distantly. She was terrified! Loni knew how much she hated full hoods. And now she was sealing her inside a hood that would be part of her suit! She tried in vain to move in her bondage.

"That's not such a good idea, Sweets. You move and break a seal between those plastic straws and your face and latex will fill something you don't want filled."

Jo stopped struggling and became still.

"Now you're learning how to be a submissive." Loni rechecked all of the seals and fitting to make certain that Jo had not done any mischief during her brief struggle. Everything checked out.

"If you feel any liquid in your eyes, clinch your fist. If you taste anything, clinch the fist. If you smell anything, clinch the fist. This first fill is the most dangerous for once it's done the latex will have formed a seal for the remaining cycles."

Jo blinked and her eyes showed terror as the pink stuff filled the vessel. She saw the stuff rise to her mouth then cover the long thin crystal-like plastic tubes at her nose and finally the eyes were in a pink tunnel with only a small view in the distance. The dark pink walls of the tunnel lightened and she felt the slight pressure from the liquid subside then she felt the latex tighten to her face as it dried. The clingy rubber drew to her face. She felt that same continuous press on her cheek that she felt on her body. The cheek was so much more sensitive than her arm. The rubber tightened to her ears and flowed into the openings as far as the silicon plugs allowed. She felt it inside her nose up to the little balloons. She felt it covering her lips and bonding to the thin latex artificial lips. She felt it at the very edge of her brows. The top of her head felt the press as the stuff cured and drew the skullcap closer.

The vessel filled a second time. All of the sensations repeated. A third time the vessel filled. Between each filling the latex had to cure fifteen minutes and with each cycle, Jo felt her head becoming more encased in the tight rubber skin. How many times the cycle repeated, Jo lost track but the final result was the perfect formation of a complete rubber doll for Loni to enjoy.

Loni pulled the vessel apart and the plastic tubes came away leaving the dangling nose tubes and the mouth tube. Loni cut off the nose tubes flush to the nose and she pulled the mouth tube from the face. The rubber lips were perfectly formed over Jo's own lips. Loni brushed her finger to them and Jo felt the touch spread over her lips and even to her nose as the latex moved under the light stroke.

Loni pushed the butterfly gag into the mouth and pumped it full. "A good rubber toy must never be heard," she said. "I guess I will have to remove it when you eat though and maybe when I want to taste your sweet breath with my tongue."

Now Loni trimmed and smoothed the seam at the neck. She would have preferred to have done the entire dipping at one time but she didn't want to waste the effort of the previous day and this worked just fine. Sure it took a little extra work but when she was finished with the neck it took a very close inspection to discern the seam between the two latex moldings.

Loni removed her creation from the restraints and walked her to a full-length mirror that customers used. Jo stood and stared from her rubberized face. The shiny red reflected the light in the most erotic way. Her new skin was shiny perfection. Gone were those little blemishes that flawed everyone. In place of natural imperfection was perfection found only in art. Jo was reminded of the great sculptures of antiquity. She thought of the master stone artist changing marble into flawless beauty as his less perfect model stood before him. She knew the artist must have taken license in his creation and here she was a living creation of the same flawless perfection. Her skin polished to bright rouge reminded her of being blown by a glass master to form the smooth perfection. Then hand painted with bright red enamel. Even the rubber rings at her nipples and the row of them on either side of the incongruous shaft springing from her soft rubber-covered pussy. Her legs opened below the prize in shapely splendor, long and red they signaled the pleasure to be found at their tops. Her arms and fingers gracefully smooth were instruments for delight. Her smooth fingers could arouse the most cunningly hidden love button but she knew they would only find the one behind Loni's sheath. She relished the thought of pressing her warm smooth fingers between the folds of the gate and finding the little soft spot. She thought of it becoming hard and throbbing at her strokes and it pushing out into the open from the hidden folds. She thought of putting her tongue to it and licking Loni into higher states of passion. She pictured Loni in aroused frenzy pushing the rubberized face from her crotch and sliding her wet pussy over the love shaft that would carry both of them to carnal heights.

Concentrating on her face, she saw that every part of her head was molded into the latex finish. Her ears were molded and she knew the latex covering would add delightfully to the touch from a finger. Her eyes shown behind the red oval openings green in stark contrast with the shiny red surrounding them. Even the bald smoothness of her head held erotic symbolism. It almost made her look like a giant red love phallus with her head the tip of joy ready to enter a love goddess and pleasure her with unfailing love.

She put a hand to the left nipple and pulled the ring lightly as she dreamed. A shiver of desire spread from the spot. She looked so erotic and she felt the heat rising in her damp cleft. She fingered the rings at her nether lips and got a quick thwack from Loni as rebuke.

"Rubber slut toys don't pleasure themselves," Loni flatly announced. "Enough admiration. I'm not finished with you yet."

Loni took a bright red wig from the TV display and pulled it over the shiny red dome. She pulled it over the red dome. It matched the red suit well. She combed it out and put a bright green bow to match the eyes.

She took some short lengths of chain and hooked them to the rings at Jo's pussy. She used them to strap the dildo against the red smoothness of the abdomen. Jo felt the dull pain as the shaft pulled against the chains that now held it to the stomach.

"That way you won't get any naughty thoughts during the day," Loni smiled.

Of course Jo knew the opposite was true, as did Loni. The dull pain was an exclamation point to her predicament. She was completely covered in a tight layer of rubber and made into a personal sex toy. She felt the taught rubber massaging her skin as she moved. It was impossible not to think erotic and naughty thoughts and that was all the more arousing.

Now Loni wrapped her hips with a sheath to further hide the bulge from the rubber appendage. The she took a hobble skirt from the rack and put it on Jo. The black skirt matched the black corset and contrasted nicely with the visible red at the ankles, feet and arms, top of the chest, neck and face. She liked the contrast so she found red patent shoes to lock onto Jo's feet.

Jo could hardly walk in the super high heels and the tight skirt restricted her steps. Loni stood back with hands on hips and admired her creation. She stepped to Jo, released the air from the gag, and pulled it from her mouth.

She gave Jo a lingering kiss and held her to her breast. "You look so beautiful and vulnerable and desirable and words can't describe." She put her finger to Jo's mouth. "Not a word or I will put the gag back in, my dear."

She continued, "There's a latte on the counter and a muffin if you want. I have to get changed for the day. And you need to open the store. I feel we might have some customers. Remember, no talking and if anyone asks who you are...well you can write a note to them. Tell them you are a temporary hire while Jo went home for the holidays. Explain why you can't talk any way you want."

Loni turned for the stairs, leaving the "ordered to be mute" Jo in charge of the shop.

Jo was right to eat and drink a little because Loni had put the gag back into her mouth after she came down in her leather dress and thigh boots to manage the floor.

"It's better that you not be tempted to talk for a while," she said. "You may remove the gag once an hour to get something to drink for the rest of the day. But you will wear the gag at all times on the store floor."

Jo was beat by the end of the day. Her heightened arousal added to the already strenuous work of just walking and maintaining balance. After two customers, she grew used to the idea of being a rubberized slave helper in the store. Her bizarre attire intrigued everyone. No one figured out who was behind the latex. They most wanted to know how to get such a suit for themselves. Men were too interested when they came in. Jo let them touch her skin and ask questions that Loni brightly answered. One lecherous fellow was visibly aroused and wanted to know if Jo was available for the night. He kept pushing close to her and Jo could only shake her head and try to pull away. She felt his hardness through his trousers and her suit and was not impressed.

Loni locked the door at the end of the day. "Gawd, I am so ready to use you!" she exclaimed as she came to Jo. "I am so horny and I bet you are too! Upstairs now and I'll be along in a minute."

Jo slowly climbed the stairs. She had to do everything slowly in this heavy and tight skirt. She flopped on the rubber sheets and waited for Loni. She didn't wait long. Loni was Catwoman including the whip as she came into the room.

"Get that dress off!" She cracked the whip for emphasis.

Jo pulled the zipper and wriggled out of the dress. Loni leaped to her in feline movements and plucked the gag from her mouth.

"Oh you are such a hot rubber toy," Loni gasped as she kissed and sucked and licked Jo's glossy body. Jo was in heaven and soon got herself into position to work on Loni's shiny ass. The black rubber roundness was so good to taste. Loni's odor was there, behind the rubber, her musk so desirable...her heat so inevitable. Jo hungered for her lips. She hungered to feel the hands on her skin. She hungered for Loni to loosen the thick cock at her pussy. She wanted Loni to take the thing into her cunt and bring the two of them to sated ecstasy.

Loni pushed her buns right to Jo's face. The zipper was open and the hot pink lips beckoned for Jo to feast and please. Jo put her rubbery face to the opening and pushed her tongue through the gates. The flesh parted expectantly and Loni shivered as Jo entered her nest. Loni tasted so good. Her sweet nectar highlighted with latex was divine. Jo's passion reached a plateau and lingered as she sucked and ate her fill of Loni's offering.

Loni pulled the sheath that held the dildo down and the thing pulled at the chains. Jo pushed harder into Loni's realm as the dull pain from the tension on the pussy rings lifted her another notch in aroused nirvana. Loni plucked at the chains, teasing Jo and each pluck sent a pleasure/pain shock through her body. Now her juices were filling the suit and she slid easily inside the latex that was slowly becoming separated from her skin. The resulting movement inside the suit added another dimension to the senses.

Now Jo was panting hard from exertion as she ate her lover and from building desire of her own. The vibrator came alive inside her pussy and this only added to the erotic overload assaulting her mind. She was in the depths of deprivation. She knew nothing but animal desire to please and be pleased. She knew that she had to please first before receiving sweet reward. She intensified her licking and felt the heavenly thighs squeezing her head. She was delirious in pain; emotion, sensory input and it all focused on the one driving demand to sexually please her lover and to find her own carnal salvation.

Loni took her time in releasing the chain holding the dildo. Each time she pulled the chain just a bit to enforce her domination and the control over the slut under her body. Jo tensed with a delightful spasm when Loni tugged the chains. The cock was soon released and standing upright in its permanently rigid invitation. Loni thought of the pathetic man at the store earlier and knew this shaft would never fail her. She took it into her mouth, knowing that her sucking would transmit added movement into Jo's anxiously waiting pussy.

Jo felt the movements and she brought her tongue to bear on the button between the soft petals of flesh. Loni jerked as the tongue stroked the bud. Each jerk signaled the building nearness of final relief. Jo pressed her advantage and rammed the tongue deep into the cleft. She swooned with the intoxicating odor of lust and tasted the sweet juice. She felt the heat on her rubbery face. She explored the depths of her lover with her tongue. She felt every corner of he inviting soft flesh and drove her lover into lusting frenzy.

Loni raked her fingers along the back of Jo's thighs. She pulled Jo's ass to her face and forced the rubber phallus down her throat. Her lust for a clean rubber dildo deep inside her mouth exceeded any pleasure she knew, save a tongue on her own cunt or her pussy dropping slowly onto the dildo. She wanted to run from this place and retrieve a double dildo gag from the display downstairs. She could lock herself and Jo together at the face with the gag and at the hips with the double dildos already part of Jo's rubbery body. But to break this moment was impossible. Her idea had to wait for next time. Always leave wanting more was a good rule when it came to love. Keep the lover guessing at what new toys might bring elevated lust.

Loni exploded as Jo tongued with swirling attention inside her nest. She squeezed the rubbery head to pull the tongue as deeply inside as possible. She needed to feel the hard rod inside. She needed to grip its loving thickness in her hot embrace. She pulled her face from the cock and reversed herself over the prostrate Jo. She dropped her eager slit over the thing and shook in relief as its soft rigidity filled her full. She felt the tip against her cervix and drove it home. She raged inside and pumped on the piston in animal desire. Her passion shook the shaft inside Jo and added to the vibrations. Jo was so hot and pulled Loni to her chest. Taught rubber squeaked loudly in protest as the tangled bodies wrestled as one. Red and black latex intermingled as legs and arms twined together. Fingers raked backs. Gloved hand feeling the hot rubber and sensing the tingling skin beneath. The two lovers exploded as lust took complete control of impassioned bodies and drove them over the edge of a carnal crevice as deep and wide as the Grand Canyon.

Exhausted Loni hung to the shaft fearful that her lover would evaporate in the dream. Jo gripped her hot rubbery lover to her chest and felt her slowing breaths pressing and massaging her ringed nipples. Loni took a gloved finger to one of the rings and teased it lightly. The nipple remained taught and bold behind its skin and Loni licked at it mischievously.

"I love you, Jo. You're my rubber toy and mine alone."

"Yes, I am your rubber toy to love and hold and cherish."

"Will you feel that same way next week when you are still inside this suit?"

Jo looked in Loni's eye, "You are asking me to be a rubber toy for a week?"

"That is the punishment for your games. You will work the store floor as the new temporary. You will feel the tightness and the ache from the bound shaft and the chained rings at your pussy all day long but in the night, you will share the passion you built up each day with me as your rubber mistress. Do you agree to this punishment?"

"I have a choice?"

"Well, yes. But the truth is your other option is unthinkable to me. So you really have no choice."

"What is the other option?"

"As I said it is unthinkable and thus unspeakable. Let's leave it there."

"Loni, I love you." Jo wrapped her arms around Loni and didn't want to let go.

25.06.02