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David stood in the cramped waiting room of Madame Ling's Pleasure Emporium. This was his last to be his last night in the orient. Tomorrow he would be on a 747, jetting back to his ordinary, mundane life in Boston.

All his life he had been enthralled by Asian women and had always dreamed of fulfilling his submissive desires of submitting to a beautiful Asian dominatrix, but the opportunity had never presented itself. Well that was all about to change. He had vowed that his last night in Hong Kong would be memorable one.

And to those ends, he had made several discreet inquires, in an attempt to locate a establishment that would cater to his specific needs. A few hours later he found himself standing in front of Madame Ling's; a small unassuming shop, located in the cities red light district. In front of the store stood a beautiful, latex clad Asian women. She stood just outside of the establishment, in a obvious effort to entice prospective clients.

"You come to Madame Ling's Pleasure Emporium. You never want leave. We make special magic at Madame Ling's for American man." She had a cooed at him, in heavily accented English.

"Come, you have good time. Me promise," she said, grabbing his arm and guiding him into the doorway.

The inside of Madame Ling's looked more like a rubber fetish superstore than a typical Asian bordello.
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Every inch of the cramped storefront was crammed full of rubber clothing and latex, fetish items. Every thing from racks full of latex rubber panties to large piles of full body rubber catsuits, in every conceivable color and size, lined the walls and shelves of the store. Every possible inch of the small shop had been given over to the storage and display of rubber fetish clothing and accessories.

His escort saw him ogling at the stores wares. Smiling at David she said, "You shop latter, if you want. Me take you to Madame Ling. she make sure you get what you need. And with that, she led David through the through the cramped store and up a narrow set of stairs in the back.

At top of the stairs David was ushered through a door into the small waiting room of the brothel. Sitting behind a large, antique wooden desk was a small, elderly Asian women. The women stood no more than five feet tall and was very slender. Her face was deeply lined with wrinkles and long gray hair was pinned up in a severe bun.

"This Madame Ling. She take good care of you. Me promise. You see." His lovely escort promised

Madame Ling smiled at the women who escorted David into the waiting room. She then said something to her in hushed Chinese, and sent her scurrying out of the room.

David opened his mouth to say something to Madame Ling, but she quickly cut him off with a wave of her hand.

"American man, don't you worry. Me know what you want. No need for you explain me. We have just what you need. I have best in all of Hong Kong. My girl make slave of you. Make you slave long, long time. You never want leave. Me promise." The elderly Madame Ling said reassuringly to David.

"Me give you my best girl, Ling. She special, very special.

"Ling? Are you related?" David asked.

"We all related here, American man." Madame Ling said, winking knowingly at him.

David started to ask Madame Ling another question, but was interrupted as someone else walked into the small waiting room.

"Ah, here she come. She very special. She take good care of you, very good care," said the elderly Madame Ling, in a thick Cantonese accent.

David turned around as Ling walked through the door that lead to, what he assumed, must be the girls rooms.

The woman who walked through the door was the picture of Asian beauty. She was 5'10, with a powerful athletic build. Her beautiful, almond shaped face was framed by shoulder length, raven black hair. She was dressed in a pair of skintight, black latex pants - that looked as if they had been spray-painted on to her lean body - and a shinny, skintight rubber top, that held her ample breasts in place and left her slender midriff exposed. Her current height was further enhanced by the pair of shiny black, five inch stiletto heels, that she wore on her small, perfect feet. Her hands and forearms where encased in skintight, shiny black, latex opera gloves.

She looked at David, smiling with perfect white teeth and full, red lips. "Hello, I Ling." She said in a heavily accented English.
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"Hi.." David stuttered; drinking in the women that now stood before him.

"You see. Me tell you true. She special, very special. She know how to transform you into slave. You think you slave now, but you not. She will make real slave of you.. You get your moneys worth." The old women cackled.

"Umm.. How much is this going to cost me," David said, reaching for his wallet. All the while his eyes transfixed to the paragon of Asian beauty that stood before him.

"You no worry, American man. Your money no good here. We settle up later. You go with ling." Madame Ling said, smiling at David.

Before David could say anything, Ling grabbed his arm and led him through the door that she had just emerged from. He found himself in a long hallway lined with doors on each side. She led him down the hall, tightly clutching his arm.

"Me take you to my special room. My special place, where I work special magic on you. " She said smiling back at David, as they walked down the small, dimly lit hallway.

They stopped in front of one of the dozens of nondescript doors. "Here my place. My special place, just for American man," she said, opening the door to the room and ushering David in.

David found himself standing in a smallish area, about the size of his hotel room. But this was like no hotel room he had ever seen. The first thing he noticed was the carpeting, or what was being used in place of it. The entire floor and all four walls were covered in, what appeared to be, shiny, black latex rubber. Even the large double bed, that adorned the middle of the room, was encased in shiny, black rubber sheets and pillowcases.

Hanging on the rubber covered walls of the room were dozens of rubber catsuits, leotards and full body, latex mummy bags. The room looked a lot like the crowded store front, with its wide assortment fetish wardrobe.

"I see you like," she said, watching David stare at room. "This special room, only for special foreign guests. Me know you love rubber. Me love rubber too. Me make you rubber slave, good rubber slave. No one ever leave here the way they came in.. Me transform you forever."

David could only stare and nod at the women. He was totally and inexorably captivated by this Asian goddess.

"You take off all your clothes now. I have something very special for you. You like. Me promise."

David immediately started to disrobe, watching as Ling went over to the large armoire sitting in the corner of the room.

"Ah, here we go." She said, removing what appeared to be a shiny black rubber catsuit, with feet and hood, from the armoire. "This special suit. Only for special foreign guests."

She quickly moved David over to the bed, where she helped him eagerly encase himself in the warm, inviting, shiny rubber suit. As she helped him slip into the latex suit, he noticed that it had apparently been pre-lubricated with some type of sticky, yet strangely lubricating jell. The latex garment was extremely tight and it took some effort to get into, but with Ling's expert help he was quickly enveloped in the shiny rubber cocoon. Once the suit was on him, she turned him around and slowly zipped up the rubber suit from the back, sealing him into the suits magnificent latex embrace.

"Oh, you look so good. You look like a perfect rubber doll. You make wonderful latex slave for Ling," she said, grabbing David by the shoulders and walking him over the large mirror that was inset into the wall.

David looked at himself in the mirror. The rubber suit that he wore was so skintight and shiny that it would appear, to a casual observer, that he been painted from head to toe in shiny black lacquer. He also noticed several small, white Chinese symbols painted on to the suit just above his breast.

"You like rubber suit?? We make here, at Madame Ling's. We make best rubber suits in whole world. People pay much money for them," Ling said running her soft warm hands over David's latex covered torso.

David couldn't believe how wonderful the suit he was wearing felt. Having had a intense latex fetish for many years, he had owned several rubber catsuits, but none of the fit or felt anything like the one he was currently wearing. The suit adhered to every inch of his body perfectly. It was as if it had been custom tailored to his exact dimensions. And the feeling! The suit felt so perfect, he had never felt so relaxed or comfortable in all his life. He felt like he could just spend eternity sealed in its delicious latex embrace. The experience of wearing this suit was, itself, worth the whatever price this session was going to cost him. "Me see you like.. Everyone like Madame Ling's rubber. You so relaxed yes? Here you lay down on bed," Ling said, leading David over to the plush, rubber covered bed in the middle of the room.

David felt like he was in a waking dream. He had never remembered feeling so relaxed in his entire life. He let Ling lead him over to lay down on the soft rubber covered bed.

The bed was amazingly soft. It felt like someone had take an dozen down comforters and covered them in latex. David felt himself sink down into the soft, welcoming, latex embrace of the bed. He could never remember feeling anything so soft and comfortable in his entire life.
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Ling looked down on David from the side of the bead. "You like?" She said

"I like very much," David said, dreamily.

"You want to be Ling's slave. Ling's rubber slave forever," She said, bringing her beautiful face closer to his.

"Yes." He whispered.

"You tell Ling. Tell Ling you wish more than anything in the world to be rubber. To be rubber forever."

"Oh, God yes!" David said, feeling a sexual ecstasy slowly wash over him.

"Say it. Say you want to be rubber forever. Forever!" She demanded, grabbing David's rubber covered head and turning it to face her.

"I want to be rubber. I want to be rubber forever," David said, in a hypnotized mantra.

"You keep telling Ling how much you want to be rubber. Keep saying!" she commanded.

David continued to repeat the mantra over and over again. He couldn't control himself. Had she drugged him? It was very hard for him to think, but he continued to chant.

"Rubber. I want to be Ling's, rubber slave forever," he slowly said over and over again.

Ling stood above him chanting as well. She was saying something in Cantonese or Mandarin. As she chanted, her head swayed back and forth and she kept her small, warm hands, planted squarely on David's chest.

Here hands are so warm, David thought. It occurred to him, for just a fleeting moment, that he shouldn't be able to feel her body heat through the latex suit, but he found all of his thoughts where slowly slipping away from him. All that mattered was the chanting. He kept saying the same thing over and over again, like a robot: "I want to be rubber forever. I want to be Ling's rubber slave forever."

Ling bent over David, her hands still firmly planted on his chest, and slowly kissed him with her soft, perfect lips. Intense sexual euphoria washed over him slow, hot waves. The last thing he remembered before everything went black, was how wonderful he felt.

When David woke up, he felt wonderful. It was like he had slept for a eternity. He tried to lift himself from the bed but he couldn't seem to move his arms or legs. After a few minutes of experimenting he found that he couldn't move any part of his body.

"How you feel now?" Ling said leaning over David.

David tried to reply, but found that he was unable to speak.

"You look perfect.. Exactly as I hope," Ling said, smiling malevolently at him. "Here let me show you how wonderful you look now."

Then Ling did the impossible. She picked him up. It was like he weighed nothing! His entire bodied rippled as she picked him up. It felt like he was made of rubber.

"See. Me make your wish come true.. Me make you rubber," She said as she held David up in front of the mirror on the wall.

David couldn't believe the vision that was reflected in the mirror.

Ling stood there in the reflection, smiling and holding a black rubber catsuit. But how could that be he thought. I can't see my reflection in the mirror, where am I?

"You see stupid American man. Do you see now, what you are." Ling said malevolently, shaking the rubber suit in front of her.

Oh, my God!! He thought, I am in the reflection! I'm the rubber suit she is holding!. He was a rubber suit! Ling had turned him into a black rubber suit.

"Ahhh.. Now you see, don't you, American man. Ling work her special magic on you.. Now you slave, Ling's rubber slave forever.

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