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Youngling in Distress 4 Rubberization
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Youngling in distress, 4/4 "Rubberization"
by Thornelius Klout, Finland
Abstract: A young quy seeks for a dominatrix to enjoy a
innocent transformation session. Unfortunately, his Femdom
decides to use this youngling in her "snuff" video project for a
wealthy customer, which wants to see a custom made video of
involuntary feminization, anal rape and severe rubber
bondage....and also??....
Part 4
-'Well, well - quite a lesson you had, my dear', Ms. Cheryl smiled
afterwards watching Joe trying to gag the load out of his throat.
'Igor is a tough guy, isn't he?' she giggled to Joe who stared
shocked at his dominatrix. 'Listen, you did really manage that
scene well. But, you see, Joe dear, this is not yet over.... As a
nice ending of this fabulous session I want to video-tape you
strugging in an hog-tied position on the floor - with some
accessories, of course... First, I will release you from these
hand-cuffs, but remember to be a good boy.... Then you should
change clothes... something more comfy for you...?' she teased her
humiliated victim.
In a few minutes Joe was standing in front of his captors wearing
only the tight rubber corsette and stockings. -'This will engulf
you into pure heaven, honey..' Ms. Cheryl chirped when she dressed
Joe in a black rubber catsuit, which was quickly zipped in back.
Then she slid black rubber gloves on, and they went up to Joe's
shoulders. Igor assisted her helding his hands together as Ms.
Cheryl worked the rubber single sleeve over Joe's fingers and hands
and then up arms. At the extreme top of the glove were fastened two
straps which were passed forward under his armpits, up across his
chest and then down over his shoulders to the glove again, allowing
it to be secured in place. The sound of zipper was heard as his
elbows went together were as one. For extra restrictiveness Ms.
Cheryl added two 1' straps around the outside of the glove - one
bound tightly at the wrists, and one at Joe's elbows. Joe felt as
his arms were glued together with this heavy bondage. All he could
do was only some minor useless movements with finger tips inside
the single glove.
Remnants of Igor's load was still on Joe's upper lip when Ms.
Cheryl walked around him looking very intensively into his made-up
eyes. 'I think you should now taste this wonderful mask. I'm sure
it will prevent you from being too talkative...' Ms. Cheryl smiled
and took a bundle of black rubber tubes and a piece of black
rubber which looked like a gasmask. Joe was still so exhausted
after Igor's treatment that he did not resist at all. How could he,
when arms were bound in the single glove... Suddenly that thick
black latex helmet was pulled over his head. Inside the helmet was
attached a pump gag. Immediately Ms. Cheryl tucked it into Joe's
mouth simultaneously when Igor bound the laces in the back of
helmet. -'Mmph, I-I can't breathhh, daikh tthhss awayhthd..' tried
Joe protest, but his voice was more and more suppressed when the
gag was given hasty pumps until the rubber bladder in victim's
mouth enlarge silenced him entirely.... The helmet had tiny
eyepieces of glass and a small hole as the only opening. Tubes were
attached into the opening of the breathing pump gag. These tubes
ended into a black rubber breathing bag with valves. The rubber
catsuit with this breathing system isolated Joe entirely, the tubes
with valves did not allow Joe for a single moment have a direct
connection to outside from his restrictive rubber cocoon. Ms.
Cheryl gave some extra pumps to ensure that the gag would fill
Joe's mouth completely. When completely dressed in that rubber
outfit Joe hardly looked human, merely another rubber fiend,
trapped in an elaborate body suit. However, he was in no position
to complain his distress, as his forearms were strapped behind him
and his head was totally enclosed in that tightly laced black
leather discipline helmet. Ms. Cheryl placed a rubber neck strap
with metallized surface around his neck and it was buckled and
locked quit tightly forcing his helmeted head up and pressing the
pump gag deeper and making it even more effective, if possible.
Because Joe was an involuntary subject in bondage Ms. Cheryl
thought that it would be very important that the neck strap also
covered the back zip of rubber catsuit and laces of helmet -
inhibiting the unauthorized and nonintentional opening of these
gadgets. This was not all - when still seated on a chair a pair of
6' heeled thigh boots made of heavy rubber were laced tightly onto
Joe's legs.
Then Ms Cheryl and Igor lifted their victim to standing position.
Joe was totally shocked - no wonder, since he was unable to speak
or hear and all he could smell - and taste - was rubber. His
breathing was labored from the viciously tight corset and the tiny
rubber tubes and he was almost fainting from the severe bondage.
But he was also excitated of all this bizarre equipment which
entirely encompassed him. Ms. Cheryl knew this and she also
confirmed it when caressing Joe's groins...
-'See, our cute Joe is still growing stronger, Igor!' Ms. Cheryl
laughed sneeringly pointing a bulge at the crotch of their
rubberized victim. 'I think he is looking forward for another ass-
fucking scene?...'
Joe felt how his captors lifted him and put him in a lying position
on the floor. The bonds were tightened on his ankles and knees and
suddenly there he was - bound hogtied on the carpet.... In a few
minutes all the straps binding him were locked with padlocks. No
one would be able to release him without the keys.. or tell who was
captured in that outfit. Joe's muffled mumbles for help and mercy
were almost entirely dampened by the huge inflated gag filling his
mouth and the all-encompassing rubber breathing system. Almost only
indications of a living human being captived inside this bizarre
outfit were soft clicks of the breathing valves and a faint hiss of
his agitated breathing through the rubber tubes into the rubber
breathing bag, which was inflated and deflated in the rhythm of his
breathing.
When Joe was finally laying on the floor in his bizarre outfit Igor
left the apartment but Ms. Cheryl still walked around doing
something. Lying on the floor Joe could only watch her going back
and forth.
Finally Ms. Cheryl took the video-cassette out of machine and bent
over to Joe's head saying: -'I'll go now, my dear. I'm sure that
you'll stay here until I will return... - who knows when - mayby in
a couple hours... Bye, bye! Have a good time here - and don't fall
asleep, honey!' Ms. Cheryl caressed Joe's rubber helmet.
-'Enjoy yourself!'. At the door she turned aroung and winked gaily
goodbye to the rubber encased hogtied boy.
After long hours Ms. Cheryl and she greeted Joe with a gentle pat
on his helmet. She loosened his tight hogtied bonds letting him
straighten his legs. Through the breathing valves boy's deep sigh
of relief could be heard when he was able to comfort his distressed
body. But Joe felt dissappointed because Ms. Cheryl kept him still
tightly bound, lying on his stomach.
Ms. Cheryl took a videocassette from her purse and inserted it into
VRC. 'I have edited some great highlights of our session, you will
see them pretty soon! But not yet...'.
Then she bent over to him saying: -'I hope that you are not very
bored - how about some stimulating entertainment....?' Ms. Cheryl
opened the crotch zipper of Joe's rubber catsuit recovering his
bare ass. She took a butt plug from her purse. It seemed entirely
too long and thick for the scale of Joe's dimension. The plug was
about 10' long and shaped somewhat like a christmas tree on a
stand, about 3' in diameter at the widest part.
Since Ms. Cheryl knew that Joe's rectum must be sore due to Igor's
anal attack she mercifully lubricated the dildo with mildly
desensizitating jelly. Then she gently but firmly pressed the plug
against Joe's ass hole, and after a second or two it started to
enter. When rubberized Joe felt this disgusting penetration into
him he tried to wiggle and through thick rubber helmet some muffled
moans could be heard. Joe felt the huge rubber dildo filling his
rectum, which began to burn again. He kept struggling until the
widest part passed through his sphincter muscle and the muscle
immediately contracted down around the shaft above the base, which
gave him a sort of partial relief from this distress.
Ms. Cheryl pushed the base of the plug flat against him and rotated
it so that the rectangular base was in line with the crack of his
ass. Ms. Cheryl was just about to close the zipper but suddenly she
couldn't help falling into temptation to give this feminized
youngster some extra rectal stimulation - so she pulled the plug
partly out of his pink eye and started to fuck him with the dildo.
Ms. Cheryl herself was also turned on when she heard Joe's muffled
moans trough the thick helmet. Joe's deeper and deeper puffs
ellaborately flowed into the thin rubber tubes and breathing bag
when he recieved forceful pushes deep into his guts. Finally, she
managed to control herself and secured the plug deep and firmly
into Joe's rectum with a strap. She closed the crotch zip of suit
and gave him a soft pat on his rubber encased butt.
However, this was not all for the boy - showing no further mercy
she fettered her rubberized victim again into hogtied position.
When Ms. Cheryl was pulling straps and forcing Joe's bent legs
upwards the huge dildo gave tremendous rectal stimulation to
transvestite's sore prostate causing him again puff and groan
mutedly in his helmet. It was imminent that Joe tried to shook his
head and straighten his legs but the straps held him tightly in
hogtied position. Ms. Cheryl was happy to notice that in spite of
Joe's enormous efforts the pump gag in his mouth kept him almost
totally silenced - she could hardly hear those silent whispering
pleas for release and mercy Joe tried unsuccesfully to vocalize
past the big rubber bladder filling his mouth. Ms. Cheryl bent down
on her knees to make sure that Joe would hear her talk.
-'Look Joe, I'll go now. I have some great news for you. I called
your parents and invited them here to see you. They'll be here in a
couple of hours, but I said them that it's no hurry at all.. Maybe
they will let out of your bondage...? I certainly hope that they
will find the key for the padlocks...they are hidden here in this
suite. ...But first they had to view entirely the ultimate bizarre
video show 'The Feminized Joe in Rubber Bondage' - starring you!
And then the best news! Since I have done a lot work when
transforming you into a pretty rubber maid, I want you to learn to
enjoy your new being. You are obliged to work as a maid in your
father's house during next four weeks. That means that you must be
dressed as a maid during working hours every day. Think about
it, it will be great. You can wear a frilly apron and a neat
dress every day - doing menial house work... - of course after work
you can dress in a babydoll negligee and black pumps...
You and your parents will find that I have v e r y effective
methods to monitor and control that you will do as I just said...'
Once again Ms. Cheryl got excitated when seeing Joe struggling and
shaking his head as if to deny this bizarre plan. She saw Joe's
terrified eyes staring through the tinted glass of eye-openings
praying for mercy and comfort to relieve his distress...
He indeed was agonized when hearing her final words, and,
consequently, puffing and hissing from the rubber tubes became
louder. Simultaneously the rubber breathing bag was filling up and
emptying in the rhythm of his anxious puffings... All he could do
was to wait for his parents to come - and find all this mess....!
...to be continued.. someday... if you insist?.......
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