Prisoner in Rubber and Bondage - Chapter 2: Mistress has a visitor

continued from part one

Chapter 2: Mistress has a visitor.

But it is when she invites one or more of her friends to stay for the weekend who she has met at the various fetish clubs she has visited that my troubles really begin. They usually arrive on the Friday evening and stay sometimes until Monday morning and she lets them put me into very extreme Rubber Bondage then they tease and torment me until I am driven nearly insane with unfulfilled arousal.

It is Friday night and her visitor has arrived early in the evening and they are stood in the playroom discussing my impending fate. My Rubber Maids Uniform along with the chain set had been removed during the afternoon long before her visitor was due to arrive. I was told to put on a tight fitting, full cover Black Rubber Suit. It had attached thick, shaped feet and a pair of attached gloves with the fingers and thumbs of the gloves all fixed together. They are like a pair of Rubber Mittens but each finger and thumb is encased in thick, stiff Rubber making them quite useless. I had to push the Chastity Belt cable out through a small hole in the crotch of the Rubber Suit.

The thick, stiff Rubber Hood attached to the Rubber Suit had a built in inflatable gag, and there were just nostril tubes for restricted breathing and no eyeholes. A pair of full arm length Bondage Mittens were fitted on and tightly laced and strapped up to my armpits. The tips of the Bondage Mittens were secured above my head to the ends of the cross beam on the Bondage Frame. But I knew I wouldn’t be left in this easy Bondage position for long. She fitted a Brank across my mouth and buckled it securely in place with a Strap Harness around my face, neck, head and underneath my chin. Then she pumped up the gag, forcing my tongue down to the bottom of my mouth and filling my mouth with Rubber. This forced my jaws apart against the tightly buckled Strap Harness and all I could manage was a strangled grunt from the back of my throat. This forced me to breathe through the nostril tubes making sure I wouldn’t struggle or resist.

“There that should stop any protests and make sure you don’t try to escape from your Bondage.” she said .

She fitted over my shoulders my daytime haversack and connected the cables from my Chastity Belt to the control unit inside the haversack. She bent down and secured a pair of manacles around my ankles and passing a length of rope several times through the rings on the manacles and then through rings at the sides of the Bondage Frame she pulled my ankles into the corners of the Bondage Frame uprights. This of course shortened my height and put enormous strain on my arms secured to the top of the Bondage Frame. I was now stretched out like a drawn bowstring, and I silently prayed that her visitor wouldn’t be late arriving. But I knew that probably something even worse would be done to me when her visitor did arrive. So to try to ease the strain on my arms and shoulders I had to raise myself on my toes from time to time, but I knew there would be no relief when she switched on the power pack strapped to my back.

She gave my taut bum cheeks a couple of hard slaps and as she switched on the control unit her parting comment was,

“There, that should keep you on your toes until my friend arrives.”

“I’m going to let her amuse herself with you from time to time over the weekend. It will give me a break and perhaps I can get some new ideas on how best to leave you when I go to work. Leaving you dressed in your Maids Uniform and chains is I’m beginning to think giving you a very easy day. I think it’s time for you to suffer some much more serious tormenting while you are secured into some much more severe Rubber Bondage when I’m away. So we’ll see what I can learn by Monday morning.” She went out locking the door behind her, and I was left stretched out in the Bondage Frame.

I tried to ease the strain on my arms and my legs, which were stretched apart to the full width of the Bondage Frame. But I knew from past experience that she knew just how severe this position she had secured me into was. With the vibrator and the electric shock units switching on and off at random intervals I knew I might have a long time to get used to this torment she had left me in, but what I didn’t know was what torment was going to be applied to me when her visitor arrived.

Many long, painful hours later I heard the door being unlocked. But wearing the occluded Rubber Hood I was unable to see who was with my Mistress.

“There you are I told you my Rubber Bondage prisoner was patiently waiting for us, and there he is, tightly secured, fully Rubbered-up and with a little something extra to keep him on his toes, and hoping he will be released from his torment. As you have agreed to become my Rubber Slave for the weekend we won’t disappoint him will we my dear because you can have my Rubber Bondage prisoner to tease and torment any way you can think up apart from any form of Corporal Punishment. In our particular situation that is a definite ‘no-no’ He can be punished any other way you can think of, so this weekend should stretch your imagination quite a bit.”

“Yes that sounds like an excellent offer, and don’t worry I am a very ingenious person, I think by Monday morning you will have a whole new book of torments to write up for future use on your Rubber Bondage prisoner.” That was a new voice speaking and I guessed it was the fetish friend she said would be visiting for the weekend, and from the short conversation I had overheard she sounded as if she was quite an experienced dominant.

“So that’s agreed then, I’ll be your Slave for two days and three nights, in Rubber and Bondage of course, and in between serving you I can have a free hand with your Rubber Bondage prisoner. It will give me an opportunity to practice some new methods of tormenting I have been thinking about, and I’m sure your Rubber Bondage prisoner will love every minute of it.”

“Right that’s all sorted out then, Rubber Slave Susan.” said my Mistress. “But first we have to get him properly secured for the night, so come and have a look in the store cupboards and see if there is anything you fancy putting him into. I’ll give you marks out of a hundred for ingenuity on how secure you make him and how much you make him suffer. Remember he is fairly experienced and is a glutton for punishment, so you will have to be very clever to get a high score. I promise that if you score more than eighty I’ll let you have him all to yourself next weekend from Friday night until Monday morning, and you can do whatever takes your fancy with him. You can even sleep with him if that takes your fancy. Now I can’t be fairer than that, can I.?”

They moved away to the other side of the room where the storage cupboards were and lowered their voices so I could no longer hear what they were saying. After some time they came over to where I was secured in the Bondage Frame and the cable to my Chastity Belt was disconnected.

The haversack was removed and first the ankle manacles were released and then my Bondage mitten encased hands were released from the top of the Bondage Frame. The relief after being stretched out in the Bondage Frame for such a long time was a blessed relief and then the Bondage mittens were removed.

But being sightless and with the heavily inflated gag making me breathe through the hood nostril tubes put any thought of an escape out of my mind.

“Well now prisoner my friend has found a very interesting item for you to wear tonight. I’ve had it in the store cupboard for about three months and felt it was too severe to use on you just yet. But my friend has convinced me that it is just the thing to keep you out of mischief for the night and perhaps for longer, well at least until she has some free time to deal with you. I have awarded her ninety-five out of a hundred for tonights torment you are going to endure, so you will have next week-end to look forward too as I shall keep my word and let her play with you for two whole days and three nights if she can stay awake that long. But I’m quite sure that even when she is asleep she will make sure you are being tormented beyond your wildest dreams. I think she is going to blow all the cobwebs off your Rubber Maids Dress and chains and she will really show you what being a Rubber Bondage prisoner is all about. Anyway that’s a whole week away. But right now it’s bedtime for my Rubber Bondage prisoner who I am sure is about to have a long night of suffering if the instructions with this Bondage Suit are anything to go by. We have decided to tell you what is going to happen to you so you will know if you have found your utopia or if you have met up with two Rubber she-devils from hell. Well now the Rubber Suit is made from two layers of 35mm Rubber so there won’t be any give in it. It has a Single Leg and a fitted Single Arm Glove at the back and a totally occluded fitted hood. With it is a separate full Body Harness of Leather Straps which allows several options on how you are suspended.”

“We have decided that for this first time you will have the easy suspension in the upright position, although we shall use parts of the other options to make sure you know how serious we both are about making sure you suffer. The bottom of the Single Leg Sheath where your feet go is reinforced with stiff Leather and shaped to keep your toes and feet pointed downwards like a ballet dancer, so to ease the strain on your arms encased in the Single Arm Glove which will be one of your main suspension points, you will have to try to take some of your weight on your toes until that becomes unbearable and then you will be back with the strain on your arms. Quite a dilemma for you, but one I’m sure you will enjoy for about an hour. But it is now gone eleven o’clock so by the time we get you fitted into the Rubber Suit and strapped up and suspended it will probably be about midnight. We intend to have a lie in tomorrow morning so you will have at least nine hours to enjoy yourself. But don’t expect to be released then, as we will only alter the way you are suspended and then get back to our own fun games. I’ll release your catheters on Monday morning so that will be a bit more suffering for you to put up with. Oh, and by the way, that was my friend’s idea so you should have some idea of her thoughts on how to deal with a Rubber Bondage prisoner.”

“You will begin to realise what to expect next weekend. So you can say goodbye to the easy life you have been having as I am learning fast about how to increase my Rubber Bondage prisoners suffering. Well that’s enough of the talking, my friend is dying to get you ready for bed.”

I was made to sit down on the floor with my legs straight out in front of me and held close together. I felt the Leg Sheath being slid over my feet and up my legs and I was immediately aware of the stiffness and weight of the Rubber.

My toes and feet were forced down into a tight fitting pocket and a wide strap was buckled tightly around my ankles keeping my feet firmly inside the restricting pocket. I was pushed down onto my back so that I was lying flat on the floor. My legs were lifted up and the Rubber Suit was pulled up over my thighs and up to my waist. Straps were buckled tightly above and below my knees and also around my thighs. I was next lifted up into a kneeling position. So my hands and arms could be forced down inside the Single Arm Glove and another wide strap was buckled tightly around my wrists.

The Rubber Suit was then pulled up over my body and over my shoulders and my head was forced into a tight fitting hood.

My nose breathing tubes were pushed out through holes in this tight hood and a heavy shoulder zip was closed across my back and secured with a padlock. Another wide strap was buckled tightly around my arms above my elbows forcing my shoulders back and putting a strain on my chest muscles. I was now lifted up onto my toes and I could feel ropes being threaded through rings attached to the sides of the Rubber Suit from the top of the hood right down to my feet and I could only assume the ropes were being secured to the screw eyes fitted to the inside of the uprights on the Bondage Frame.

Whoever was holding me let go and I found I was held in an upright position but with all my weight pressing on my encased toes and feet. Then I felt a rope being threaded through the wrist strap and slowly my Rubber encased arms were lifted up behind me until they began to take my weight. I found that if I pressed down with my arms I could take some of the pressure off my toes and feet, but it was only short lived relief, as I had to ease off the pressure when the strain became too much on my shoulders. I shuddered inside my Rubber Bondage as I realised I had to endure this situation for hours and hours and I felt that Mistress and her friend hadn’t finished with me just yet. Faintly through the thick Rubber of the Hood I heard my Mistress talking to me.

“There I think you are beginning to realise what the word suffering means. This is how your future life will be as my Rubber Bondage prisoner. Endless suffering!”

“You will of course be enduring this suffering to please your Mistress and anyone else who has a new idea on making you suffer. Now I shall connect up your Chastity Belt to the power pack and switch on just the shock unit at maximum output. You will definitely be kept on your toes for most of the night when it switches on. As tonight is your first time with it on maximum it will only be on for short bursts but perhaps tomorrow my friend will alter the timings to let it run for much longer periods. It is now fifteen minutes past midnight so enjoy your night and look forward to tomorrows pleasure of suffering even more for your Cruel Rubber Mistress.”

Faintly through my unyielding Rubber Enclosure I heard the door slam and the bolts being closed and locked.

I was alone in what was soon to become a dark, hot world of torment, suffering and pain.

The strain of supporting my body on my arms soon became unbearable and I was forced to relax and let my weight drop onto my toes encased in the Leather Sheath. But the relief was short lived as my weight pressed down on the tips of my toes. The stiff Leather Sheath would not let me turn my toes upwards and take my weight on the balls of my feet. I soon had to pull down with my arms encased in the tightly strapped single arm glove to ease to pain in my toes. Then the electric shocks started up and gradually rose to a level I had not experienced before. My cock became extremely erect inside the Chastity Sheath, which only made the electric shocks even more severe as my erection pressed against the metal plates and made better contact. The heat inside the double thickness Rubber Suit slowly built up as I strained against the suspension I was secured in.

I could feel the sweat running down over my body, which was creating another more serious problem as it made my cock make even better contact against the electric shock plates inside the Chastity Sheath.

My suffering and the pain became more and more intense as the control unit kept the electric shocks going for longer and longer periods of time.

Then suddenly in spite of the pain I felt my cock rising and I spurted violently into the tight Chastity Sheath. This was something that had never happened before.

Always the shocks and the vibrators had kept me on the brink of ejaculation, but never allowed me to cum. Mistress preferred to do that herself on fairly rare occasions, or if I was allowed to give her oral satisfaction then I would be allowed to cum as well.

So this was something new and I wondered if it was something her friend had thought up. But now my suffering was being increased even more because the shock unit did not turn off but kept up its persistent attention to my cock, which was now erecting again in expectation of another treat. I suddenly realised that this was going to go on and on all through the night and I shuddered at the thought of the possible number of times I would be brought to an empty climax. By the time the shock unit had brought me to my sixth climax my whole body was a seething mass of pain. Every limb and joint ached fiercely and my body felt as if it was on fire. At some point I must have passed out and when I came to I felt sure from the position I was in I was strapped very tightly to the horizontal bondage bench, but thankfully the electric shocks had stopped. I was still encased in the double thickness Rubber Suit and it felt as if more straps had been added to my legs and arms as well as the mass of straps that secured me to the Bondage bench. I was able at last to relax into my Rubber Bondage and eventually dozed off.

I was awakened by a flurry of hard slaps to my Rubber encased bum cheeks, and a voice which I recognised as the friend of my Mistress declaring it was, “Time for my first session”, with her. She said it was to be a, “Brief session, as she had to give my Mistress her breakfast in bed. But when she had finished I would be fully aware of what suffering was really all about.”

I felt the straps securing me to the Bondage bench being released and also most of the extra straps fitted around my legs, arms and body. I was then dragged off the Bondage bench by my feet and lowered down to the floor. Then I was dragged across the floor and left in a sitting position, which I worked out was more or less underneath the Bondage Frame.

I felt a wide Leather Strap being passed behind my knees and then it was passed around behind my shoulders and was buckled up. By degrees the strap was tightened, pulling my thighs tight up against my chest. Now a second wide Leather Strap was passed across my ankles and was passed around behind my waist, underneath the Single Arm Glove that my hands and arms were encased in and this strap was also gradually tightened until my calves were pressed tightly against the backs of my thighs. Then a third wide Leather Strap was passed across my shins and was taken behind me and placed over my wrists encased in the Single Arm Glove and again it was tightened up so that my hands and arms were pulled down against my back. A further strap was passed over the top of my head and was looped around my ankles and tightened up pulling my head down until my chin was pressed hard against my knees. I was now strapped unto a tight immobile ball, and the stiff unyielding Rubber Suit made my bondage all the more unbearable. Now I felt a thick rope being pushed underneath the strap around my ankles and the ends of this rope were pushed up inside the strap securing my thighs against my chest.

I could feel tension being applied to the rope and I was slowly hoisted up off the floor until I was hanging and spinning round and round in a leaning forward position.

My Tormentress put her mouth close against the side of my head and spoke to me.

I had a job to hear her through the thick hood of the Rubber Bondage Suit and the Rubber Hood Mistress had made me put on at the beginning of this session.

“It’s a shame I can’t give you any Corporal Punishment prisoner, because you are in an ideal position for a good caning.”

“However I’m sure the Bondage you are in is quite a reasonable punishment, and you’ll find that as the time passes it will become extremely punishing. Your suffering last night was curtailed by your very caring Mistress who saw you had passed out on the CCTV and we came down and secured you to the Bondage bench for the rest of the night. However next weekend will be a totally different situation as I shall have you all to myself while your Mistress is away at a weekend fetish gathering. But you still have this weekend to endure and I am full of wonderful ideas on making Rubber Bondage prisoners suffer untold pain and misery. I shall be back later to improve on your present suffering so don’t go away or I will be ever so disappointed.”

She gave my tightly strapped and inert body a hard push and a fierce spin, which left me swinging and whirling violently round and round with no means of stopping the sickening movement.

When I eventually stopped swinging about I tested my Bondage and I was dismayed but had rather expected to find it was totally rigid. I couldn’t flex any part of my body. She had really strapped me up tightly. Already I could feel the strain on my ankles and feet where they were not only forced into the Leather Sheath but they were now strapped back against the tops of my thighs. My shoulders were also beginning to feel the strain of not only being restrained by the Single Arm Glove but also from being strapped tightly against my back. The only saving grace of this new torment was that she hadn’t switched on the electric shock device in my Chastity Belt. But suddenly I heard her voice again beside my Rubber Hooded Head.

“I think from your very feeble struggles you will have to admit that I have got you well and truly strapped up tight.”

“However your torment is not complete as I haven’t switched on your electric shock device, and even if you could speak no amount of pleading would make me change my mind. I think you will find that in the position I’ve put you into the shocks will be very effective in bringing you to a rewarding orgasm. I wonder how many you will have before I get back. Perhaps if you get the chance you’ll tell me so I can make any adjustments in the future.”

My cock and balls were squeezed tight against my stomach by the pressure of my legs being strapped up so tightly, so I knew my very erect cock would be making good contact with the metal plates inside the cock sheath. I could feel the sweat building up on my crushed Rubber encased body and limbs. I could sense my feet and legs, and my arms and hands were slowly losing all feeling as I waited for the shocks to begin. But I was just not prepared for the intensity of the electric shocks. The Chastity Sheath was compressed so tightly around my cock the metal plates were making perfect electrical contact with the sides of my cock and each jolt from the shock unit was delivered with full effect.

Within a few minutes I had orgasmed violently and this set my Bondaged body jerking and swinging about in the suspension, and I could feel my whole body was becoming quite numb. The jerking about appeared to make the straps get even tighter if that was possible. This only added to my mounting distress and after the twelfth dry orgasm I passed out again. When I came to I found the electric shocks had stopped and I was lying on my side on the floor and the straps were being feverishly released.

 

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