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Mr. Dodds was holding the open hood of the suit in front of her face.
About the time she realized that something was very different about
that hood, he quickly pulled it over her head, and zipped the suit the
rest of the way, up the back of the hood.
He’s changed the hood! she thought. She knew he was perfectly capable
of it, for he was a first-rate rubber craftsman; he had even started
his own company to make rubber goods for other kinky folk.
She realized now that he had removed the suit’s original open-faced
hood, and replaced it with a totally enclosed helmet of the same
thickness. This one had soft pads over the eyes and ears, and what
felt like a surgical- style oxygen mask covering her mouth and nose.
She was certain, though, that any surgeon would have been horified at
the use this one was being put to. The zipper had pulled the hood
tight, pressing the pads into her eyes and ears, and she knew she would
be totally deaf until he removed it.
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With her body so well-greased, it took no time at all before she had
the thick suit pulled up to her neck, then she looked enquiringly at
Mr. Dodds for help. He helped pull the arms and gloves on, then zipped
the back up to her shoulder blades. Apparently unsatisfied with her
lube job, he pulled out the neck, and added the rest of the jug of
greasy fluid, which she thought at first was overkill, until she
realized that Dodds never did anything without a good reason. She
shuddered as she felt it slowly slither down her back, the tight suit
spreading it out across her skin. He dribbled the last bit on her
head, rubbing it into her hair, and over her face and neck.
Finally, he removed the shoe from her mouth.
“Open wide,” he said, holding up an atomizer. She did as she was told,
hoping that whatever he had in mind didn’t taste too bad. The cool
spray was bitter, and made her mouth and tongue numb.
“Now swallow,” he added. She swallowed. He repeated the process twice
more. It didn’t suprise her when he stuffed something else into her
mouth. It was some kind of form-fitting gag made of plastic, that kept
her mouth open slightly, yet her teeth fit into it, and when it was
seated, it was quite comfortable. With her tongue, she could feel a
large hole though it.
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He remained silent as she sat down next to the pile, and with a grin
and a little flourish, he produced two small foam ear plugs from his
breast pocket. Under his watchful eye, she inserted them carefully
into her ears. Her eyes grew just a little wide as her world became
silent and she tried to imagine what new ideas he had in store for
her. She hoped he would finally allow her to come.
“Get into that.” He said it loudly, so that she might hear through the
ear plugs. He pointed at a black pile of rubber on the bed. She
picked it up. She recognized it as her own. It was her thickest suit,
custom-fitted to her measurements, made from two laminated layers of
heavy weight latex, making it nearly an eighth-inch thick. She had
only worn it on a few occasions; while motorcycling, or when walking
outside in wet weather, and once in the summer sun when she had felt
particularly masochistic. It was ideal for keeping dry, as it had
attached feet, heavy gloves, an open-faced hood and a watertight zipper
like those used in diver’s suits. It was also the devil to put on,
since it fit skin-tight, and the thick rubber didn’t stretch easily.
As she handled it however, she felt something different about it.
Closer examination revealed that apparently, Mr. Dodds had made
extensive modifications to it.
“How could you?” Mandy scolded. “This suit cost me over a thousand
dollars! Just because you own half a dozen companies, and can afford
what ever exotic gear you like doesn’t mean I can! I expect
you…MMPh!”
Mr. Dodds had shoved the toe of a patent leather shoe in her mouth to
shut her up. “Now you listen to me, you little minx!” he said. “I
have gone to considerable trouble and expense to bring this little
circus to you, and I expect you to show the proper gratitude! As for
your precious suit, it isn’t as if it were the only one you have.
Maybe Kris Kringle will bring you a better one this Christmas, but only
if you’re a very good girl.”
He knew she hated to be called a girl.
“Now why don’t you save your tongue for what it is best at,” he added,
“and look over my work- you may find that wearing this suit will be
quite pleasurable.”
Mandy stared sullenly over the high-heeled shoe filling her mouth at
the strange suit in her lap.
There were now many small rubber bumps lining the molded breast cups.
Stranger yet, the breast cups were now huge rounded cones, hard and
heavy to the touch, and each had a small jack connector at the tip,
like chrome nipples.
The seat of the suit had also been heavily modified. There was a thick
dildo at the front of the crotch, with numerous little rubber fingers
above it. To the rear of the dildo was a reinforced hole in the
crotch.
The front of the crotch had another large, hard, and weighty addition
molded on, shaped roughly like an athletic cup. On the outside, it
looked like her natural mons, but greatly exaggerated. It too, had a
jack connector in the front.
Her favorite had been made into a “grope suit”, and a severe-looking
one at that. She stared at Mr. Dodds with renewed respect, and some
trepidation.
“Well? What are you staring at? Get into it!” he admonished.
She knew it could not be put on without lubrication, and Dodds must
have realized this, as he handed her a large jug of viscous fluid.
“Here, this is better than wasting a dozen tubes of KY. It’s the same
silicone stuff I sent you, so it won’t hurt the rubber.”
She poured a third of the thick, slimy liquid inside, and smoothed it
into every cranny of the suit. Then she liberally greased her body
with more of it, revelling in the sexual feelings it aroused as she
caressed her slippery body. The greasy goo felt warm when spread on
the skin, like expensive massage oil. Almost eagerly, she began to put
on the suit.
Dodds indicated that she should thread the hose from her butt plug
through the hole in the crotch of the suit. There was a plastic ring
on the hose that stopped the hose from coming any further out, and left
several inches of slack inside the suit.
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She dried off slowly, her core still warm with the memory of those
unexpected vibrations. She assumed that Dodds would be putting another
all-enclosing outfit of some kind on her, since that seemed to be his
particular fetish this year. So she dried herself even more thoroughly
and, after powdering herself all over with talcum, she exited the
bathroom. Like a butterfly from it’s chrysalis, she thought.
Dodds seemed unimpressed with his butterfly, however. He did smile
appreciatively, even licked his lips suggestively, but he said nothing,
just waved her towards him where he sat on the bed next to yet another
pile of garments and gear. He held something up. It was a large
plastic butt plug, hollow, with big holes in it. It had a largish
hose attached. From her experience, Mandy thought that the hose was
too large, it looked like it would allow an awfully fast flow. It was
obvious what his intentions were, so she bent over obediently. When
she was suitably plugged, he motioned for her to sit down on the bed.
She did, with a little groan.
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“Ah yes, well,” Dodds replied, “I am not in the habit of asking
permission of my slaves for anything. And you know I couldn’t have had
nearly as much fun if I’d given you fair warning. Besides, I called
last time, remember?”
“Sure, you called to order me over to England! By the time I got back,
Flora was nearly out of her head wondering whether I was coming home.
Say, what have you done with the others? You know I’m going to have a
hell of a time handling Jason after this stunt of yours.”
“Now don’t worry, love, I’ve thought of everything. First of all, they
have their own problems to think about right now, I wouldn’t worry
about them. And secondly…. secondly, WHO ARE YOU TO QUESTION ME,
SLAVE?!” He grinned slightly as she cowered at his feet. “Get into the
shower, you smell like a locker-room!”
She scooted, smiling very slightly to herself. Truth to tell, she was
a bit whiff, having sweated out untold hours tightly bound and laced
down, and rubber body suits were not known for their breathability.
She was grateful for the chance to get clean. She spent almost a half
hour under the steaming water, luxuriating in the needle spray and
wishing she had a shower massager, that she might relieve the sexual
tension she had built up over the last few hours. She seriously
considered masturbating only for a moment though, for she knew Dodds
could walk in at any moment, and he would be furious if he caught her.
He preferred his slaves to get their stimulation from whatever
“torture” he dreamed up… to rely upon him for release.
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She gazed in silence at this incredible man, who could turn her pride
and temerity to jelly with a glance.
He smiled again. “How do you like my visit so far?” he enquired.
“Not bad… But you know, you’re going to make it damn hard for me to
play the domineering bitch, after being mistreated like this! Every
time we meet, it ends up like this- me groveling at your feet while you
dream up new, er, torments for me. I really wish you’d call before
dropping in. And you might at least have asked my permission to top my
slaves first.”
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Finally, to Mandy’s relief, she felt him unlacing the heavy bondage
suit. As the corset laces came loose, she let out a sigh, and breathed
deeply, her aching waist quivering as unused muscles returned to life.
If not for the strap holding her up by the head, she might have
collapsed, so weak was her waist and back. She felt wobbly, as if her
torso itself were made of rubber. Soon she felt the heavy suit being
stripped away, and then to her delight, hands massaging her breasts
through the thin latex of her inner suit.
Damn, that feels good! she thought. She couldn’t stand it any longer-
she had to have him. She wiggled and squirmed up against him, no
longer caring what he did to her, or how desperate she looked, only
wanting to be satisfied. Alas, it was not to be. He stepped back from
her. She could not move forward without strangling herself within the
tight helmet.
Then light blinded her as the suit’s hood was unlaced and removed.
Dodds had pulled out a small pair of scissors and was snipping away at
the rubber tape covering the rear zipper of the second suit. In a
minute he had it uncovered, and the remnants of glue and tape peeled
away. He unzipped this too, and let it fall to the floor, her
collected sweat streaming down her body.
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Dodds smiled. “I see you are still enjoying yourself,” he said loudly,
so that she might hear him within the tight fitting helmets.
“I don’t know about you, love,” he continued, “but I am ready for a
change.” He began untying the straps suspending her over the bed. “I
hope you have plenty of energy left,” he added, “you’re going to need
it.”
When he had her down from her elevated position, he freed her arms and
legs of straps, and stood her upright. Shortly, he had stretched a
strap from the top of her helmet to the top rail of the bed, forcing
her to stand straight.
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She felt disoriented, almost weightless, as indeed she might, with her
limbs, torso, and head evenly but firmly suspended from the bed rails.
She shifted slightly, a gobbet of warm KY jelly squelching between her
crotch. Despite herself, she let out a soft moan in delight.
Dodds smiled as he pulled the massager onto his hand. He moved towards
Mandy’s immobile form…
Without warning, Mandy suddenly felt a firm pressure on her crotch,
followed immediately by waves of powerful vibrations. She writhed in
new arousal, pushing her mound into the vibrations. She felt the warm
throbbing build within her, letting out a small squeal as she
approached her orgasm. As suddenly as they had started, the vibrations
ceased, and despite her efforts to complete it, she couldn’t quite
climax. She whined with frustration, all pretenses of pride
destroyed.
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“I have something very special in mind for you, dear,” muttered Mr.
Dodds, as he unlocked Mandy’s door. For a moment, he stared
appreciatively at Mandy’s rubber-covered form, held immobile by the
dozens of straps stretched out from her legs, arms, head, and torso.
He watched in silent appreciation as she shifted slightly, trying to
relieve the strain in her limbs and waist induced by the fiendish
bondage suit. A faint moan issued from the thick red rubber helmet.
Mandy thought she heard a faint click that might have been the door
opening. She resolved not to act beaten, even though her tortured
waist had turned numb hours ago. Actually, she had found the whole
affair so far to have been rather pleasant, for although she might be
dominant and tough on her lover and slave, Flora, she became positively
week-kneed when faced with Mr. Dodds’ handsome face and perfect
etiquette. Despite his gentlemanly manners, he was the creator of the
most bizarre methods of fetishistic dominance Mandy had ever
experienced.
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I made the required call from a public call booth on leaving the park. My hand
was still wet from it use as I dialed.
“Who is calling”
“Zagreus”
“You will be contacted later. Thank you for your call.”
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As I stood behind the girl I was still aware of the crones retreating presence.
I encircled her waist with my arms, rasing the front of her skirt with my left
hand as I made intimate caresses with my right. I felt the texture of her pubic
hair gradualy working my way down her cleft. I could feel her buttocks press
against me and tighten, her breathing quickening into small short breaths. Her
legs were slightly parted allowng me to place a finger within her. At this she
clasped her thighs tightly around my hand preventing withdrawal. Slowly she began
to move her body back and forth in a rocking motion. Working with my thumb and
finger brought short gasps from her, Suddenly her back arched and stiffened,
then she relaxed. I withdrew my hand, replaced the skirt and left.
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I have no prejudices against casual recreational sex I prefered the feeling that
I was involved in something outside the normall oevre.
The appointed time approached. The girl stood in the same manner as before,
motionless. An old woman pushing a shopping trolley came along the path out of
the woods. She was immensly fat and wheezed. She stopped to mop her brow with a
filthy handkerchief. I looked at my watch, a minute to go, would the crone move
on or not? I was not sure that I cared. I rose to my feet and as I did so the
old woman regained her labours, for an instant I saw the old woman and girl
transposed, the girl watching as I lifted the skirt of the crone.
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Suffice it to say that I did in fact go to the park at he appointed time. I wore
white trousers and a black shirt made of silk, reversing Persephone’s mode of
dress.I arrived early and sat on the bench, the girl had not yet arrived, would
she come? Somehow this was the least of my worries. Fortunately this part of the
park was deserted so at least there was no danger of a bystander causing a
scene.
She arrived early too wearing the same clothes as the day before. She made no
recognition of my presence, her face remaining impassive. Here I should describe
her face, those piercing blue eyes, the jet black hair reaching down to her
breasts. I began to regret the choice I had made, I was sure that had I asked I
would have been permited to strip the girl naked, lie down with her and make
love. However I was simultaneously aware of the banality of this fantasy.
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“She is to wear the same clothes as the day before. She is not to
replace the underwear. I will be seated at the bench. At 10:23 precisely I will
approach her, raise her skirt and touch her genitalia.”
“Very good she will be notified. I must however warn you that afterwards
you must not on any account attempt to follow her out of the park. That would
breach rules. You should call this number no later than an hour after the
encounter. That is all.”, The woman rang off.
Far from answering my questions, the call had increased them. How many
people were involved? What wer the functions of the “operator”. As for saftey I
was rather more worried than before. Zagreus was a son of Zeus who was lured
away with toys by the Titans who devoured him raw.
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“I am not allowed to make any suggestions of any kind, I am merely the
operator. Since this is your first contact I may read the instructions she left
for the scene that you saw.”
“Please read them.”
“I will be standing in a public place dressed in a black skirt
and a white sweater. My skirt is to be lifted and my underwear removed.”
“That is all, please state your requirements”
This was not what I had expected. I had suspected that I was to be asked to
participate in a scene, but had not anticipated that I would be require to
define it. In my mind the scene had not stopped at the point where it did and
had instead continued. After the removal of her undergarments the girl had
remained standing and I approched. Gently I placed my hands under the hem of her
skirt and raised it, touching her in intimate places. The girl remained
impassive as before. Then I left.
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“Who was it in the park?”
“That I cannot tell you, I do not know, our guarantee is complete
anonymity and security, her name is known as yours is known, but not by me. Her
name is Persephone”.
“Because it was she who found me?” I asked, having had a classical
education I was aware of the myth of Zagreus. “I am not too happy about how that
story ended.”
“You share our love of the classics then. You are correct in your first
assumption but not in your second. The Greek myths merely form a suitable source
of names. Since most of the Greek heros met the same end the same problem arises
quite often.”
“That is comforting, but you asked me what I require, what do you mean
by that?”, I was not entirely convinced but realised that to persue the point
was useless.
“Persephone has made an offer to perform whatever act you wish, within
the rules of the society in the same place at the same time tommorow.”
“What are the rules of the society?”
“No injury or harm to be inflicted upon any member by another and no
attempt to break anonymity. If you violate either rule you will be excluded.”
“What kind of act?”
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