There are different people and thus different sexual practices. Fucking or getting fucked in rubber, vinyl or leather is just one of them. Our story is about several horny women and guys who feel horny on rubber or paint corsages times or get started.
When I was invited to a carnival party a year ago, I looked for weeks in advance for a carnival costume, and could not find anything with which I was really satisfied. One evening when I was once again in the city, I passed an erotic shop. In the display were some mannequins, which were up to the head, wrapped in different colors latex. One was dressed in a bright red jumpsuit, another wrapped in a costume that was completely made of paint. You could almost say that this shop window was a key experience for me. I imagined how I would look in such a rubber, or patent coat and came to the conclusion, not bad. In addition I must say that I gave with my size of 172 cm and the confection 36 a very good figure. Then there were also hip-length black hair with which I always have problems, because I can not tame this mane without a lot of time went by. To my broader outlook, my admirers always said, everything else would fade into the background on every title page. So I stood in front of the store and decided to visit it the next day, because I thought that in such an outfit, firstly, one would notice very much and second, that my female charms would come through much better, which was quite cheap at Carnival.
The next day I went to the store right after the office hours to show me a lot. Already on entering the smell of rubber and leather pierced me in the nose. But after a few minutes the whole thing had died down and I did not feel that smell anymore. I have been in the sales room for some time and felt a lot of different things when a voice behind me asked if you could help me. Deep in thought, I jumped up and turned to the voice. What I saw there was unique. In front of me stood a blond woman about 25 years old, who was wrapped in a purple shiny jumpsuit from neck to soles. Even the shoes were the same color and also seemed to be made of rubber. So she stood there in front of me and I must have pulled a probably very stupid face, because you asked me right if I see something like this for the first time. Not offensive but very polite and courteous. Without me saying anything, she explained to me that this happens a lot and that she’s used to it.
When I had explained to her what she was about to do, she began to rummage through the shelves and clothes racks and after a few minutes came back to me with a pile of clothes. She told me that one had to get used to the wearing of latex and rubber first, because the body would not make it so easily with him. From all over the mountain I finally picked out the red overalls, and wanted to pay and go. She asked me if I could handle the material without any problems and I said yes because I thought there was not much wrong with it. She packed the whole thing in a plastic bag and I was about to leave the store when I noticed a few boots on the door in a mirror that would fit very well with my jumpsuit. The boots were made of black leather and were laced up over the knees. It just had to look good, the red jumpsuit and the black boots with about 12 cm high heel. So I bought these too and before I knew it I spent a lot of money.
Of course, when I arrived home, I wanted to try the things out of rubber right away
However, I realized that this was not as easy as I had imagined. As I tried, I just could not get into this jumpsuit. Completely unnerved I picked out the bag from the store and called the store. At the voice I recognized the nice saleswoman immediately, and explained her my problem. She said that she asked me at the store if I knew about the materials and of course she would help me. Then you gave me your home address, because it was already after 18.00 clock and also Friday, I could quietly come over at the weekend at your home. Then we would tackle the problem together. I thanked me and hung up. On Saturday at about 10.00 o’clock I made my way to the saleswoman drive. I packed my overalls and boots in a bag and left the house. When I came to the mentioned address, I was amazed, because I was at a huge gate in front of a park-like property.
Also, the house I saw behind the gate was not exactly what you could call a home. Rather, the whole thing resembled a small castle. So I rang and waited for what might happen. Then I heard in the intercom a voice that I already knew, which said that it was a bit unfavorable at the moment. I explained that I would like to come back later and just wanted to turn around when I was asked to come to the house anyway. The gate opened automatically and I entered the park. It took me 10 minutes to get to the house, so far was the whole area. At the big wooden gate to the house I rang again. At the intercom, I had to swear that I would have to preserve the utmost discretion about what I saw in the house. I did this. Thereupon the big wooden gate opened, as it seemed to me also automatically. I entered and behind me the same closed completely silent. The lobby was very tastefully decorated and left the visitor no doubt about the financial circumstances of the owners. Any paintings hanging on the walls could have made any museum jealous. Two huge stairs led to the upper rooms. I looked at the pictures for a while when suddenly I heard the saleswoman from the shop from above.
She said that she was prevented from picking me up in the foyer and that I could use the small elevator between the stairs, to do this I would have to press the button for the second floor in the elevator. So I went to the elevator and pressed the button with the 2. While I drove up, I noticed that there had to be two basement floors in the house, because there were two buttons next to a K was to see. One of these keys could only be pressed with a key. When the door opened again, I saw before me an endless corridor with certainly twenty doors. Since I did not know how to proceed I called for the saleswoman. I heard your voice telling me that you will receive me right away and that I should not be surprised. She will explain everything to me. Then nothing happened for about five minutes. Suddenly, I heard the rattling of a chain and thought that a dog would hit me right now. The rattling grew louder and louder as the first room in the long corridor entered the woman I had already seen in the shop. What I saw there almost took my breath away. She was dressed from neck to shackles in a red latex suit, the red reached down to the chin. On her feet she also had red and at least 12 cm high pomps.
She came slowly towards me and then I noticed the many small details
Around the neck, over the rubber coverall, lay a five-centimeter wide and about an inch thick gold-plated ring. At the back of the ring was a heavy chain attached to the back of the room from which it came. She pulled her hand behind her. At the front part I saw an incorporated security lock exactly where I suspected the larynx. To the left and right of it hung two chains in two eyelets that united over your breasts and then went on as one to a belt. Not a belt, but a chastity belt, which was also gold plated. This one worked so well that it was like a second skin, just made of metal. On the left and right side of the belt two short chains were forged which led to the wearer’s bracelets and allowed her only very little freedom of movement for her hands. I had already admired these bangles when I saw you in the shop, at your wrists. In the step of the chastity belt, another chain was forged, which divided at the level of the ankles and each led to an ankle, so that the wearer was only able to small steps in the situation. At the Fußschnelle a smaller chain was attached in each case found under the shoe back through the foot clamp and was secured with a small security lock. The wearer was therefore unable to get rid of the high-heeled shoes. Actually, she could not get rid of anything, unless she had the key.
When she realized that I was getting used to the sight, she said it would explain everything to me in peace. Then, under the constant clanking of chains, she led me into the room from where she came before. In the middle of the room I noticed a small hole in which the chain disappeared which led to your neck iron. First of all, she said, she wanted to explain why she is in this condition and after that she will take care of my problem. At the moment she is not able to help me because she could not move her hands anyway. We talked for almost five hours about the tastes and preferences that you and your partner live together. She explained to me very sensitively what fetish and bondage and sex have to do with each other, and that she could not feel well without these certain love games.
At about 5 pm, her long-awaited partner returned from the meeting he had held that day. He was very surprised to see me there, and after explaining my visit to him, he disappeared shortly to get the keys to your prison. First, he freed you from your shoes, then he loosened the chains on your ankles, then those on the wrists, then he unlocked the halter and finally he released you from the chastity belt. Only the clamps around hand and ankle joints he did not take off. Later, I learned that they could not be removed because they were attached to the body in a special procedure, which took several days. I examined such a clamp around your wrist and found that they had neither a weld nor a lock. The clamps were adapted to the wrist approximately 5 mm thick and 4 cm wide.
It was not possible to lose weight even with tools, as this action would certainly injure the joint. When she heard herself again, we went to get into my suit, which was quickly accomplished with her expert help. Then she laced my boots to my feet. Both fit perfectly and I felt very comfortable in this presentation. I stepped in front of a mirror and looked at myself for a while, as Monika, that’s the name of my nice saleswoman, said there was something missing. She disappeared briefly and came back into the room with a small black corset made of paint. You put this on to me and I have to say that I looked very good with my strongly emphasized waist. Then her partner, who introduced himself to me with Frank, came into the room and said that I could have dinner right away. I gratefully accepted the offer and just wanted to move back quickly, but he said that until then the food would be cold and I should just come as I am at table. He, too, had changed clothes and was wearing a black body suit made of rubber.
When he came into the dining room with me, Monika was already sitting at the table. She wore a short tight rubber dress for dinner which emphasized her figure very much
During the dinner we continued to talk extensively about his and Monika’s preferences. I could not hide that in me a certain interest bored what I could not quite explain. Monika asked me about the food, how I feel in my attire, which I have been wearing for nearly two hours now. To my own surprise, I confessed that I would like to wear it more often because I felt very comfortable in it. I told Monika that I can not explain this to myself, since I had nothing to do with these materials until that day. Also, I confessed to you that your vision had fascinated me in a different way than I had seen you upon my arrival. Then you told me that there are a lot of people with these preferences, and that you meet occasionally, of course in the appropriate outfit. She and Frank offered me that I could like to search and test my preferences with your help. I accepted this offer very quickly, since I was wearing this suit somehow I was constantly aroused in an uncharacteristic way. Monika told me that she would be staying home for some time anyway, since she had hired a salesperson for the store last week. If I want I could visit you more often. Then her partner said that I could take the guest room right away and stay with you for a few days. I did not really know what to do, but then I just called my boss and asked if I could take a few days off. He agreed, so I accepted the offer from Monika and her partner. I had three long weeks now.
I learned that Frank also had a lot to do with these materials on business. He had a small business dealing with fetishes of all kinds. Yes, there was even, as Frank said, a small research department, in which always new clothes and equipment are developed. He would also have delivery problems, because the demand is getting bigger. Since he noticed that I was very interested, he brought a catalog of his company, and gave it to me. I looked at this and with some pictures that I got to see there, I felt very strange. There really was, for someone who had never seen something like that, things that would have caused direct fear. Frank told me that you can not buy something like that in every shop. There are certain auctions and meetings of insiders where he sells his articles. These are also not cheap, since most of it must be made by hand, because for example, the metal items would have to fit exactly. I became more and more sensitive, because somehow I was fascinated by what Frank told me. On Sunday in a week would be such an auction in his house Frank told me, I could look at the matter once. He showed me an invitation to this auction and I was astonished when I read the headline for this invitation. There was a shimmering gold lettering “SLAVE AUCTION”, slaves and rubber accessories.
What that meant was not clear to me, but that was about to change, but I did not realize it either. Monika came back into the room and said that Frank should come to the phone because someone wanted to talk him out of his company. I talked to Monika for the time being. I kept on drilling, wanting to know what it’s like to spend hours or days in such an outfit or prison. Then she asked me if that really interested me, and I confessed that I would like to try something like that. The mere sight of the pictures in Frank’s catalog is already causing me some excitement. She told me that there was certainly a way for me to make this possible, but you must first talk to Frank about it. He just returned to the room and looked a bit thoughtful. Monika asked what was going on, and Frank said that there were problems. One of his employees broke his leg and then falls out at the next auction. I said that I can definitely jump in, but Frank said it was not that easy. Models of his company can only be demonstrated by his employees as they would be made directly for them. I imagined it a bit too easy, Frank explained. The models are adapted exactly to the body, and the employees who demonstrate these can keep them after the auction, since they would not benefit anyone else anyway. Since the whole thing would be incredibly expensive, he would have negotiated with his employees certain contracts, which would bind you to his company for a long time. What I did not know was that tying was meant in a different way as well.
