Rbrbill's Latex Lisa Fantasy

Lisa, 

I hope my writing this little story is ok. I did it tonight while all sealed up and thinking of you in six layers across the Atlantic and so many miles from me... 

I arrived in London in the morning. The flight from Seattle had been long. As usual the drive to Sea-Tac was a solid mass of cars. I thought about the many times that I had driven from the house north of Seattle to the airport between Seattle and Tacoma. I-405 was a tough drive as always but I allowed myself one hour fifteen minutes to makes the drive that should have been only thirty. 

I drove down the 405 to I-90 and cut across the floating bridge. It wasn't that this was a shorter route but I had an urge to take a look at the Seattle skyline before I left. As I swung onto I-5, Safeco Field stood in front of me. The new Seahawk stadium was taking shape to the right of the "Safe". The Space Needle stood behind the downtown buildings with its unmistakable silhouette. A ferry was just pulling into Coleman Terminal. I was warmed to see the quaint icon of the area before I left. I swung south onto the main interstate and saw the sun rising over the Cascades. Mount Rainier was all pink in the early morning light and I enjoyed its beauty in the morning light. Traffic south of town was moving well and I soon reached the airport. I was scheduled to be gone two weeks. I parked in the terminal lot at $18 a day in order to make my flight. 

The first order of business was to sleep. I checked into the hotel and crashed on my bed soon after. When I woke, I logged onto the net and searched for some store addresses, Cocoon, Honor, and Expectations. I had everything I needed except one item. I got some addresses and decided to check the places out. I took the Tube. 

My first stop was Cocoon. I ordered two made to measure catsuits. The first suit would be thin latex with a cock and ball sheath, gloves, hood with eyes, nose and mouth openings, and an inflatable butt plug. I planned this to be my foundation garment for my visit. The second suit was to be of the thickest latex Cocoon offered. I asked for an attached hood with pump up gag, eyes with thin plastic covers, nose openings with tubes, gloves and feet. I wanted both suits with shoulder entry. I bought a cock and ball sheath with an electrical stimulation ring for the base of the cock. I decided I didn't need anything more. I asked the Cocoon folks to expedite the suits and that I would pay for the extra effort. With some wrangling I got them to sell me the two suits for about twice the normal amount but with a promise to have them ready in one week or else they would charge me wholesale. 

I then swung by Expectations to buy a nice fully watertight dry suit. I decided to get this suit off the shelf. It was tighter than it should have been but then I didn't mind since I wanted it tight. I also picked up a nice bondage sack with internal sleeves to lock the victim helplessly inside. The two store purchases exhausted the limits on my cards but I felt very satisfied with my acquisitions. I still had my cash to live on while in London. I decided to take a nice trip into the countryside and to ponder my plans while waiting for the suits to be finished. Having never been to England, I wanted to do the tourist things. I saw Stone Henge, Trafalger Square, Buckingham Palace...all of the right places. At night I carefully paced myself and waited for the catsuits to be done. 

As promised, Cocoon delivered and I paid them the bonus before rushing back to the hotel. Now came the moment of truth. I logged onto the net and went to Latex Lisa's web site. I posted an e-mail to her then logged onto the FLL. I carefully dressed myself in my new catsuit with the cock sheath. I pushed the butt plug into my ass and pumped it up full. I then put on the cock and ball ring, leaving the on/off switch wire dangling. Next I pulled on one of my faithful old suits and felt the second rubber layer squeezing the skin. Then came the new Cocoon suit of heavy latex. The new rubber smell filled the room intoxicating me. I sealed the zipper to the suit and pumped the gag full. I pulled the Expectations dry suit over everything. The tight attached open face hood pressed against my bulging cheeks. 

I squirmed as I felt the full pressure of the plug. I felt the bulge of the on/off switch of the sheath ring against my leg and knew that I could push the button at the right time. 

"You've got Mail", the computer spoke. 

I opened the mail and found what I wanted. It was mail from Lisa. It read, "Let me know if you are presentable (you know what that means, "sealed"). When you are properly prepared then drop me a line." 

I fed the bungee cord collar through the rings of the outer suit and locked it. I put the key in an envelope and set it on the desk. 

I e-mailed Lisa, "I'm locked into four suit, two have full hoods, one with gag. Every opening is filled and tight and my cock is bound and sealed behind heavy rubber." 

I logged off the computer and went about putting it away. I looked out the window at the city and felt my building arousal inside the rubber. A knock at the door and I went to look through the peephole. I saw two women in leather coats standing there. One of them was wearing at least one latex hood. I eased the door open and they pushed it wide coming into the room as if they owned it. 

"I'm Domina. And this is Lisa. Now lets take a look at you, my friend." 

Domina walked around me as I stood in the room. The door was still open. "Hmmmm. Not bad. You'll do nicely." 

"This is the key to the lock?" Domina questioned as she picked up the envelope. 

I nodded affirmative. 

Domina tossed the envelope into the trashcan. Next she pulled a latex corset from a bag she carried and she and Lisa set about wrapping the corset around my waist. They tugged and pulled at the lacing, pulling the thing tight and snug to my body. I could hardly breathe in the snug sheath. They fiddled in the back tucking away the laces and closing a flap to hide them. The corset gave me a reasonable bosom and flared my hips slightly at the same time it narrowed the waist. Then a pair of the highest heeled ankle boots I've seen came from the bag. They pulled these shoes on my feet. Amazingly, they were the right size. 

"We called Cocoon and got your measurements," explained Domina as she slipped locks over the shoe buckles. 

"You'd better practice walking some," Domina said. 

I got up and stumbled around the room. I fell down twice and twice propped myself against the wall. It took time but I was soon able to navigate without too many problems. 

"Okay, time for the hobble dress," said Domina 

Lisa and Domina worked together in pulling the long skirted dress with long sleeves onto me. The dress was a deep red and matched the shoes nicely. Its high collar concealed the black of the suits underneath. 

The two women pulled a gas mask hood over my head and tucked the neck skirt smoothly beneath the dress before zipping the dress up. Then they locked the zipper runner to a ring at the top of the zip. Finally a posture collar was added over the dress collar and locked. I was now completely locked into the clothes they had added and covered in six tight rubbery layers. 

"None of the locks can be opened since we decided to use some of Lisa's locks with super glue," Domina said. 

Lisa had been silent through the whole process. She removed her leather coat and revealing the fact that she looked like a smaller, shapelier replica of me. Domina opened her dress, pulled a hooded gas mask over her head, closed and locked the dress. Then she added the posture collar to complete the likeness. 

Next she hooked a leash to my collar and another leash to Lisa's and gave a pull. 

"Come along my latex slaves. Oh, sealedinrbrbill, don't forget your nice little bag of goodies there." 

I managed to scoop the bag up before Domina pulled us out of the room. Domina closed the door behind us. Lisa and I could do nothing except follow Domina. 

At the desk, a wide-eyed clerk took the offered note from Domina's hand. 

"Yes, ma'am. I'll see to her things right away," he said. 

"Come Lisa; come Manda. We must hurry to get home before dark." 

Domina led us outside. Cars slowed as they passed. Pedestrians looked agog and usually skirted well away from us. Some folks whispered to each other and a few pointed and laughed. I felt very hot and aroused inside the rubber suits but I didn't feel embarrassed. I was anonymous inside the rubber and in my own little world. 

The going was slow. Lisa and I couldn't walk very fast in the hobble dresses. Domina was patient as we made our way down the street to the Tube Station. We went down into the platform and waited for the next northbound train. I had no idea where we were going to wind up. I was already in for more than I had bargained. I thought Lisa and Domina were just going to visit me a while and maybe enjoy some nice friendly bondage together. But then I should have known to expect something a bit more exciting from Lisa. 

As we found seats on the train, Domina pressed her hand to Lisa's leg suddenly Lisa began to squirm under her rubber. Domina reached for my leg and pressed the hobble dress enough to find the switch to the ring sheath and switched it on. Now I squirmed as the toy massaged my cock. There was no stopping the growing passion and as Lisa shuddered in orgasm I couldn't help be do likewise. Passengers near us just stared at the two rubber slaves squirming agitatedly. I couldn't hear the low buzzing for the hoods I wore. I hoped others couldn't hear it because of the train. Soon Lisa was panting and stiffening again as another wave passed through her. My tool restored in vigor was soon pumping another hot burst of cum. 

The train stopped and people looked at us as our grunts were audible and the buzzing must have been too. They frowned at us and I melted before the gazes. 

"You filthy hussies! I'll report you to the authorities," said an older woman. 

"This is our stop slaves," Domina said. "Let's leave them to their own dull existence." 

We hobbled from the car. Now the vibrations were really making it hard to walk. I found myself stopping for breath as I became aroused again and shot another load. I felt faint from the pleasure but hung on. 

"Just a short way to the flat, Manda, then you can rest in your nice bag." 

True to her words, we were there in no time. Domina made me climb into the bag and she zipped the sleeves on my arms locking me in. She turned off the vibrating sheath before she closed the bag. 

"Now you sit here and get some rest," she said. 

"I'll leave you two for now. Lisa, don't forget to cuff and spreader bar yourself. You can log on and chat some too before you bind your arms. It's up to you if you want to turn his cock sheath back on before you lock up. But remember, it might be a few days before I can come by to check on you two rubber lovebirds." 

Domina went to the door and looked in on the scene one last time. Lisa busied herself with the computer and her cuffs and spreader bar. 

"Your things will be here later, Manda. Before you get too locked in Lisa, you need to sort out the normal stuff from the latex. You can send the normal things to a thrift store. Manda, I hope this is your dream come true. You're going to be very rubbery for quite a long time." 

Domina closed the door behind her. 

I wondered how many days the old Subaru sat in the stall before someone had it towed. 
 

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