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Dear Moderators at ASSTR,

   i would like to submit the attached story "Rubber Maid" for your site.
It's primarily a rubber fetish and trans-gendering story, but it's also
heavily a mind-control and hypnosis story.

   i hope you enjoy it!

   -- jessicablank



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Rubber Maid -- by jessicablank

   -- The Seduction -

   MzDominica was sitting at an outdoor table at one of Her favorite cafes,
sipping a glass of chablis and engaging in one of Her favorite pastimes --
people watching.  It was the transition from late afternoon to early
evening, and the weather was warm and pleasant, with just a hint of a
breeze.  She wasn't sure if She was on the prowl, or simply enjoying some
quiet time, looking for ideas and inspiration.

   Men and women walked past the cafe, alone, in pairs and in small groups.
Customers sitting at other tables enjoyed their drinks, perhaps a snack. 
Dominica's gaze wandered from individual to individual, taking in the
dynamics between people, the way they looked at each other, touched each
other -- or nearly touched each other -- the way they dressed, what they
revealed -- or hid.

   A slim young man sitting alone at a nearby table caught Her eye. 
Dressed simply, but neatly, with a sport coat, he was sipping a glass of
deep, red wine -- probably a cabernet or a merlot -- also watching the
crowd, and idly playing with a rubber band about the size of a charm
bracelet.  Dominica watched him a minute or two, curious.  Then She decided
-- She was definitely on the prowl.  She stood up, picked up Her wine
glass, and walked over to his table.

   "Mind if I join you?" She asked.  The young man's focus had been... 
somewhere else, and he looked up, startled to find a beautiful woman with a
pair of exquisite green eyes, so arresting he could not look away.

   "Um, sure," he said.  "I mean, okay."

   She seemed to float down into the chair opposite him, Her eyes never
wavering.  "My name is Dominica.  What's yours?"

   "Dan." He couldn't seem to come up with more to say.

   "Well, Dan," Dominica said, "I couldn't help noticing you from over
there." She set Her wineglass down, and began opening Her purse, still
holding his gaze.  "I was watching you."

   "Watching me," he replied.  Not quite a question.

   "Yes, how you were drinking your wine." She slowly pulled a pair of
elbow-length latex gloves out of Her purse.  Dan's gaze caught a flash of
light off the slick, black rubber.  "How you would take a sip out of the
glass." She began pulling one glove over the beautifully manicured fingers
of Her left hand.  "Then swirl the wine around in the glass..." Dan's focus
began wandering back and forth between Dominica's green eyes and the shiny
black gloves.  "Then take a long slow sniff of the aroma from the wine
glass..." Hand raised, She slowly pulled the glove down, down, down Her
forearm.  "All the while playing with the rubber band..." She began pulling
the other black glove onto the fingers of Her right hand.  "Twirling it in
your fingers...  digging your nails into it..." Dan's eyes went back and
forth, uncertain where to focus.  "Feeling the sponginess of the rubber..."
Again, hand raised, She slowly pulled the glove down, down, down.  "Then
raising it to your nose, and inhaling the fragrance..." The second glove
all the way to Her elbow, Dominica held both gloved hands in front of Her,
just below Her face.  "You like rubber, don't you Dan?"

   Dan's voice seemed to come from somewhere far away.  "Yes," he replied,
tonelessly.

   "Dan, when you address me, it should be as Mistress.  Say 'Yes,
Mistress.'" Dominica swayed Her hands, just a little, back and forth,
catching the light from the cafe lamps and the street lights.

   "Yes, Mistress," Dan replied, eyes not quite focused, still wandering
back and forth from Dominica's gloves to Her eyes, and back again.

   "I have something I'd like to show you, Dan.  Would you like to see?"

   "Yes, Mistress."

   "I will show you.  But you must follow me.  Follow me, Dan."

   "Yes, Mistress."

   Dominica rose from Her chair, and began to walk slowly from the cafe,
not looking behind to see if Dan was following.  She was sure he was. 
Arriving at Her car, She unlocked it and opened the passenger side door,
and turned to Dan, who was just behind Her as She expected.  "Get in," She
said.  Dan sat down in the seat.

   -- The Surprise -

   The drive to Dominica's mansion was a blur of impressions to Dan.  He
couldn't quite recall Her closing the door, getting into the driver's seat,
starting the car.  They seemed to be floating through the traffic.  He
couldn't take his eyes off Her.  He couldn't think of anything to say,
anything to do.

   He didn't even remember walking into the mansion.

   Yet here he was.

   Gazing into the shiny crystal pendant Dominica held in Her latex-covered
fingers.

   She had been saying something to him.  But he couldn't quite recall what
it was.  He found his mouth automatically saying, "I must obey Dominica,"
but the words seemed to come without any conscious thought.

   "Dan, remove your clothes," Dominica said.  Her voice was gentle, but
commanding -- She clearly expected to be obeyed.  "Start with your shoes
and socks."

   Dan hesitated a moment, then realized he was already sitting in a chair.
He hesitated a bit more.

   "Dan, you must obey."

   "I must obey Dominica." Again, the words, automatically, from his lips.
His mind seemed to cloud over a bit more.  Dan began untying his shoes.  He
untied both, then removed the shoes, one at a time.  Then the socks.

   Dominica noticed a glint of shiny material on Dan's feet.  She thought,
"Hmmm, more surprises.  Dan, you've been holding out on me." Aloud, She
said, "Now the coat and shirt."

   Feeling like he was under water, Dan stood up and languidly removed the
sport coat, laid it on the back of the chair, then undid the buttons of his
shirt.  He pulled it off, and laid it on top of the sport coat.

   "Very good, Dan.  Now the pants.  You must obey."

   Again, Dan automatically replied, "I must obey Dominica." Feeling even
deeper under water, Dan undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled them
down.  He stepped out of them, and laid them neatly on top of the shirt. 
He stood next to the chair, eyes focused on nowhere, awaiting further
instructions.

   "Panties, Dan?  And panty hose?" Dominica said.  "There's more to you
than meets they eye, isn't there my little rubber slave?"

   Dan seemed to lose his balance, just a little bit.

   "Are you wearing them just because they feel good, rubber slave?  Or
because they make you feel sexy and feminine?" Dominica walked close to
Dan, and stroked a latex-covered finger over his left cheek.  "Confess. 
What should I call you, rubber slave?  Dan?  Or do you have another name?
Tell Dominica.  You must obey."

   "I must obey Dominica," came immediately from Dan's lips, even before he
could answer Her question.  He looked down at the floor, a little afraid of
what the reaction to his response would be.  "Daniela, Mistress."

   "Daniela," MzDominica replied.  "A little exotic." She admired Her new
slave's slight build.  "It suits you." She ran a finger down Dan's chest.
He shivered.  His cock, which had become flaccid during his fearful
confession, began to enlarge again.  "And I think we're both going to have
some fun.  For now, remove the panties and panty hose."

   Dan removed the panties, set them on the chair, then carefully rolled
the panty hose off his legs, and set them next to the panties.

   "Follow," Dominica said.  She turned, and began walking into the next
room.

   -- Rubber Training -

   On top of the shiny metal table was a loose suit, all of thick, black
latex.  There were long seams on the arms, legs, and torso, open -- like a
scuba diving suit waiting for someone to put it on.

   Dominica strode to the table, and pointed to the suit.  "Put it on," She
commanded.

   Dan walked to the table, no hesitation this time, and picked up the
black rubber suit.  It felt lighter than a wet suit.  He had been in many a
sporting goods store, surreptitiously fondling the rubber suits, when the
clerks' attention was elsewhere.  This felt different, more pliable,
somehow.

   The seams made it easy to pull on the suit quickly.  It seemed to go on
in a few moments, with no trouble at all.  Dan pushed a finger along the
seams.  They sealed, like the seams on a food storage bag, but with less
effort.  Still, the suit felt kind of loose, almost baggy.  His hands and
feet were covered, and a hood covered his head, leaving only his face
exposed.  He could still hear, but all sounds were muffled.

   Dan couldn't keep his eyes off MzDominica as She walked to a computer
keyboard, sat down at a chair, and typed a few letters.  Suddenly, Dan felt
the black rubber suit tighten all around him.  The seams appeared to melt
into the rubber, as if the openings had never existed.  All sounds
disappeared, as the hood tightened around his head.  He felt completely
covered, except for one "strategic" area.  He could tell from the sensation
of a slight draft that his cock, balls, and ass were exposed.

   "Can you hear Me, Dan?" Dominica's voice seemed to come from nowhere,
and everywhere, all at once.  "There are tiny speakers in the hood.  You
should be able to hear Me -- and only Me."

   "Yes, Mistress," Dan replied.  He could barely hear the sound of his own
voice.  There was also a...  humming?  A buzzing?  He wasn't sure he
actually heard it, or it was just his imagination.  But in a few seconds
his head began feeling strangely fuzzy.  There was a pressure, like his
skull had been stuffed with cotton.

   "Good, rubber slave," Dominica said.  Dan could see that She wore a
little head set with a microphone.

   She pressed a few more keys, and Dan began to feel caresses all over his
body.  Random.  Exciting.  Arousing.  Up his thighs.  Across his shoulders.
Under his arms.  Across his belly.  His cock, already stiff, was beginning
to throb painfully.

   Dominica stood up, and walked toward Dan.  "Now, rubber slave," She
began.  Dan's cock did a little jump of added excitement.  "I'm going to
show you the thing I promised."

   Dan's eyes went a little wider.  He almost spoke, but couldn't think of
what to say.

   "Oh, did you think this was it?  No, my little rubber pervert, this is
only the preparation." She ran a latex-covered finger along the underside
of his cock, from base to tip.  Just once.  The only touch his sex had felt
all evening.  Dominica leaned forward, gazing into Dan's face.  He felt
like he was falling into Her mesmerizing green eyes.  "Follow," She said.
Then She stood, turned, and walked to a green door in the corner of the
room.  Dan followed, moving slowly in the tight rubber suit, and stood
behind Dominica, waiting for Her next command.

   "Down on your knees," She commanded.  Dan dropped to the floor, on hands
and knees, not sure where to look.  The green door was in front of him,
past his Mistress' booted feet.  From his lowly position, he couldn't even
see the door knob.

   In his hood, Dan could not even hear the click, as Dominica turned the
knob and opened the door.  But he could smell the aroma that issued from
the room.  Rubber.  Dense, smoky, acrid, and just the tiniest bit sweet --
all at once.  Like the inside of a tire store.  The caresses all over Dan's
body were making him shake with lust -- but that rush of fragrance caused
his arms to go limp, and his chin nearly hit the floor.

   "Crawl inside," Dominica ordered him.  All thinking completely
paralyzed, all resistance and all hesitation forgotten, Dan did as he was
told.  He crawled past Dominica's legs and entered the room.

   There was no lamp inside, but light spilling in through the door
illuminated it well enough that Dan could tell it was a large, walk-in
closet.  Filled with rubber.  Rubber hoses.  Rubber aprons.  Rubber boots.
Rubber gloves.  Rubber bands.  And, yes, rubber tires.  Car tires, bike
tires...  all sizes.  All fresh, all firm but squishy, all highly scented
with the dark, heady aroma that turned Dan's brain soft and his cock hard.

   "Put your arms behind you," Dominica said.  "Cross them, just like
crossing your arms in front, but do it behind your back." Dan had to lean
backward a little, since his hands were no longer supporting him, so he was
almost sitting on his heels.  He put his hands behind his back, a little
confused how to do this, and got his forearms parallel to each other, so
his hands were kind of grabbing his elbows.  MzDominica spoke something
into the headset that Dan couldn't quite catch -- numbers, or a code
phrase, maybe?  Suddenly, his arms felt different.  They couldn't move, as
if the suit had changed again and glued his arms together.

   "Now turn around." Still on his knees, Dan shuffled his legs around,
turning toward his Mistress.  She reached down and placed a pair of goggles
over his eyes.  Lights began to flash -- red, yellow, blue -- sometimes
quickly, sometimes slowly, in no pattern he could identify.  "You must
obey," Dominica said.  And Dan saw the words scroll past him, flashing, in
front of his eyes.  Automatically, he replied, "I must obey Dominica."

   Dominica stepped backward, out of the closet, and shut the door.

   Dan was in darkness.  Only the flashing lights, that strange humming,
the caresses of the suit, and the smell of rubber everywhere.

   Then, a one-word command from Mistress -- both sound and scrolling
across Dan's vision.

   "Lick."

   -- Transformation -

   Although Dan was unable to see anything in the dark closet but the
flashing lights and Mistress' words, he had no trouble finding rubber to
lick.  Rubber was everywhere.  Under him.  Around him.  Large pieces, small
ones.  Slick, slippery gloves and hoses.  Rough, spongy tires.

   "Every lick of your tongue on rubber is a lick on my beautiful pussy."
Dominica's voice.  Dominica's words.  "Lick, my little rubber slave.  Lick.
Make your tongue serve Dominica."

   Dan began to drool uncontrollably, and his tongue, in the dark, spread
saliva all over every piece of rubber he could find.

   "Licking rubber makes you want to cum.  Licking my pussy makes you want
to cum.  You know you want to cum, don't you?" Oh, yes, Dan wanted to cum.
"But you know you cannot cum without permission." Dan ached.  "And you do
not have permission yet, my rubber slave.  Now lick!"

   Under Dominica's continued programming, Dan's mind began to merge rubber
and Mistress' pussy, so the two ideas became linked in his mind.  Rubber.
Dominica's pussy.  Please Dominica.  Lick.  Please rubber.  Lick.  Lick. 
Lick.  All thought disappeared.  All other ideas vanished.  Lick.  Pussy.
Rubber.  Lick.

   "Daniela!" Dominica's voice echoed in Dan's head.  "Lick, Daniela!  You
must obey!"

   Thickly, with his swollen tongue, Dan automatically replied, "I must
obey Dominica."

   "I am changing your body, Daniela!  You are becoming the female you
wanted to be.  Lick, Daniela!  Lick my pussy.  Lick my rubber."

   There was a change in the pattern of caresses in the black leather suit,
though Dan was barely aware of it.  More of the strokes were concentrated
on his breasts and nipples, which began to feel larger and fuller, and to
press harder against the inside of the suit.

   "Your breasts are growing, Daniela.  Your nipples are becoming large,
larger, perkier.  Can you feel it, Daniela?  Lick.  Rubber.  Pussy.  Lick,
Daniela!"

   All conscious thought gone, the rubber slave continued to lick rubber in
the dark, thinking of MzDominica's beautiful pussy.  To the slave, the
fingers of rubber gloves were like Her labia, tongue probing between them
in hopes of giving pleasure.  Little rubber nodules on the tires must be
Her clit, and the slave's tongue circled round and round.

   "Daniela.  Danielaaaa!!  Your breasts are larger...  larger...  even
larger.  Can you feel them, Daniela?  Feel them jiggling every time you
move.  So huge, nipples so sensitive!"

   The rubber slave continued to lick, hoping to please Mistress.

   "Daniela...  Can you feel your pussy, Daniela?  I am changing your
breasts, and I am changing your sex.  Your cock is shrinking...  changing
shape...  becoming a pussy.  A beautiful pussy, just like you always
wanted. Can you feel it?  Your little clitty, so hard.  Your labia swollen,
your vagina wet and dripping with lust."

   Something was changing.  The stiff, almost painful erection was still
there, but different somehow.  If felt...  drippy, like a huge pool of
fluid was there between the slave's legs, sloshing with every movement,
ready to spill all over the floor.

   "Lick the rubber, Daniela.  Every lick changes you just a little more.
Your pussy drippier, your breasts so sensitive." The black rubber suit
began to squeeze the slave's nipples in little pinches, little sharp
sensations like bites.  Lights flashing, brain synchronization sounds
humming, Dominica's words in front of the slave's eyes.  Daniela's eyes.

   Rubber, rubber, rubber, everywhere.  Lick, lick, lick.  Daniela's hips
began a continuous bucking, humping the empty air, aching for release,
desperate for even the tiniest touch.

   "Daniela, you are a female.  And females have a different kind of
orgasm, don't they?  From deep, deep inside, spreading like a wave, from
the womb all throughout the body.  Lick, Daniela.  Lick.  Make me cum.  Let
me show you."

   Daniela fell face first into the pile of rubber, licking everything in
reach, inhaling the thick, sweet aroma.  Rubber.  Pussy.  Dominica.

   "You know you want to cum.  You want ME to cum.  Make me cum, Daniela.
Lick.  Make me cum!"

   Daniela began to lick a rubber tire bump/clit earnestly, insistently,
teasing with little taps of the tip of her tongue.  Rolling around in
circles.  Rapidly flicking back and forth, then up and down.

   "I can feel it, Daniela!  Yes, yes, yes!  Aaaaahhh!" Dominica moaned
into Daniela's ears, the lights flashing wildly, rapidly, as the rubber
slave continued to lick.

   "Stop, Daniela.  You have pleased Mistress."

   The rubber slave stopped licking.  His tongue...  her tongue...  felt
numb, rough.

   "Daniela, you want to cum, don't you?"

   Ohhhh, yesssss.

   "You want to cum.  Mistress is going to let you cum -- as Daniela.  As a
female.  When I give the command, you will have a deep, shattering female
orgasm that will make you scream with pleasure.  You want to cum.  You need
to cum."

   The rubber slave...  Daniela...  wanted to cum so very much.

   "You have permission, Daniela.  Cum, cum now.  Cum, Daniela, cum!  Cum,
rubber slave, cum!"

   In the dark closet, the rubber slave curled into a tight little ball,
sex clenching, almost cramping, as the waves of pleasure spread from her
center to the tips of her toes and the ends of her fingers.  From her
throat issued a low moan that kept going, kept building, getting louder as
her lips opened wide, changing first to a squeak, then to a full-throated
scream.  She inhaled deeply and screamed again, tears running down her
cheeks from the sheer pleasure of the orgasm that shook her body like an
earthquake.  She screamed a third time, spent, unable to move.  The
continued assault of caresses inside the suit quietly vanished, as Mistress
changed the control settings.

   "Good girl," Dominica's voice soothed Daniela's ears.  "Good girl."

   -- Boot Training -

   "Danielaaa!"

   Daniela...  came into awareness, like she had been daydreaming and
someone had called her name.  Someone HAD called her name -- Mistress
Dominica.  Looking around through the goggles, Daniela discovered she was
kneeling on the floor in front of her Mistress, who was sitting in a big
leather chair -- gloriously naked, except for a pair of calf-high leather
boots.

   "Lick my boots, Daniela.  First the right one...  No, little slut, MY
right." Daniela scooted forward on the floor.  She discovered her hands
were still locked behind her -- or locked behind her again.  She couldn't
quite remember.  It didn't seem important, with her Mistress' beautiful,
shiny boot so close in front of her face.  Her tongue began to trace long,
wet caresses from the toe to the ankle, then started up Mistress' shin.

   "The bottom, too, Daniela.  Lick the sole.  Get it nice and wet with
your tongue."

   Wet.  Yes, Daniela felt wet.  So achy and drippy.  Wanting to cum.  Her
tongue spread her saliva all over the sole of Dominica's right boot, then
she licked all around the four-inch heel.  Then back to the arch...

   "The left boot, now, Daniela.  Get it nice and wet."

   Dominica's legs were wide apart.  Daniela ached to gaze upward at her
Mistress' pussy.  But she was supposed to lick Mistress' other boot.  She
wanted to lick Mistress' other boot.  She craved to lick Mistress' other
boot.  Daniela shuffled on her knees to her right, so she could reach.  Her
tongue trailed from the tip of Dominica's left boot upward.

   "Good girl." Dominica's words made Daniela shiver with pleasure.  After
the top of Mistress' boot, she continued with the sole, the heel, the arch.
"You can feel your pussy wanting to be touched, can't you?  Can't you, my
little rubber slave?"

   The black rubber suit had resumed stroking Daniela's breasts, her
thighs, that little spot at the back of her neck, where she seemed to lose
consciousness...  Her hips began pumping again, even with her kneeling,
hunched over on the floor, eyes unfocused, tongue licking, licking...

   "Stop now, rubber slave," Dominica commanded.  "Stop.  Remain on your
knees and look up.  Look up at me, slave."

   Daniela raised her head as high as she dared without seeming to fully
sit up.  Hands behind her, crouched low, she gazed at her Mistress, too
fuzzy minded to wonder what would happen next.

   What did happen made her feel even fuzzier.

   MzDominica reached next to Her, where a can sat on a table beside Her
chair.  She picked it up and opened the top.  She held it up and stared
deeply into Her slave's eyes, and said, "Watch." Dominica tilted the can,
and began to pour black liquid latex all over Her body.  Over Her breasts,
Her arms, Her belly.  Daniela watched, beginning to pant, as little
droplets trailed down to Mistress' smooth, beautiful pussy.  The scent of
the rubber emptied her mind.  Dominica poured some more on Her hands, set
the can down, and began to spread the black rubber with Her fingers,
smoothing it evenly all over Her body.  Soon, She was covered in a black
rubber suit of Her own -- shiny, smooth, and tight.

   Daniela's conditioning pushed out all other thoughts.  Rubber.  Pussy.
Dominica.

   "Look at my boots, rubber slave." Daniela struggled to keep looking at
her Mistress' gloriously rubber-covered body, but she could not resist the
command.  "All slick and shiny, covered with your saliva." She slowly waved
Her right boot back and forth, back and forth, the highlights glinting off
the toes.  "You want this against your pussy, don't you, Daniela?  You want
to feel the toe of my boot sliding up between your wet pussy lips."
Daniela's breath was becoming ragged.  Each time she exhaled, she made a
little sound, somewhere between a squeak and a whimper.  "Come closer,
babi. Bring your face up to your Mistress' pussy, and lick Me."

   Daniela couldn't stop whimpering as she shuffled forward between
Dominica's booted legs, toward Her beautiful pussy all coated in smooth,
black, shiny rubber.  Her tongue jutted out, and she had to push hard to
split the fresh layer of latex, to gain access to the glorious treasure
inside.  The scents of Dominica's cunt and of fresh rubber overwhelmed
Daniela's senses as she ran her tongue up and down between the
rubber-coated labia, up to Mistress' clit, around, around, around, then
down again, slurping to drink down Her juices.

   "That a good girl," Dominica whispered.  "Around, and around, and
around. Drink it, slut.  Suck it.  Drink it all.  Rubber.  Pussy. 
Dominica. Make your Mistress cum.  Make Me cum."

   Daniela continued running her tongue all over Dominica's pussy, at the
same time nuzzling Her with her nose, stroking Her thighs with her cheeks.
Her face was slick with juices.  Her eyes were so defocused, she didn't
even notice the continual flashing lights and the display that kept
scrolling "Obey...  Dominica...  Lick...  Pussy...  Rubber..." over and
over across her vision.

   As Dominica got closer and closer to cumming, She grabbed Her slave's
rubber covered head and pushed it, hard, against Her pussy.  Daniela's
licking concentrated more and more on her Mistress' clit, around, across,
up and down, around, flicking, pushing, licking, flicking...

   "Aaaaaahhhhh!" Dominica cried, and bucked Her hips as the first orgasm
crested.  She grabbed Daniela's head harder.  "Keep licking," She shouted.
Daniela kept licking, continually changing the direction, the tempo, the
pressure -- but with each of her Mistress' multiple orgasms, lightening the
touch just a little, then just a little more.  After several minutes,
Daniela just kneeled there, unmoving except for her pumping hips, her face
deep in her Mistress' pussy, as Dominica drifted, basking in the afterglow.

   -- All Kinds of Rubber Appliances -

   "Hmmmm, you have pleased Mistress, my little rubber slut," Dominica
said. "Sit up, babi girl.  I have a special treat for you."

   Deep in an erotic trance, Daniela could no longer originate any
thoughts. What did pass through her fuzzy, cottony head were simple words,
basic ideas.  Rubber.  Pussy.  Dominica.  Cum.  Want to cum.  Ache.  Please
Mistress.  Obey.  Or was that the words that scrolled across the screen? 
Daniela couldn't tell any more.  Maybe it didn't make any difference.

   Dominica stood up, stretched a little, then spoke quietly into Her
headset.  Suddenly, Daniela's arms were free.  There was hardly any feeling
in them, having been held in the same position for so long.  But the reason
Daniela still held them in the same position, crossed behind her back, was
that she couldn't think what to do next.

   "Put your arms down, Daniela.  Stand up," MzDominica ordered.  The
rubber slave wiggled her shoulders a little, to get her arms to move.  They
helped a little, though too weak to do much, in helping her to stand. 
"Good girl," Mistress said.  She pulled Daniela's hands out in front of her
body, arms close together, and put a set of leather cuffs on her wrists. 
They were linked together by a short, thick chain.  "Raise your hands above
your head, babi girl." The slave did so, and MzDominica slipped the chain
over a hook that Daniela hadn't noticed.  It hung from a long chain that
disappeared upwards into a hole in the ceiling.

   Dominica stared into Her slave's eyes, still visible behind the goggles.
Daniela gazed into her Mistress' beautiful green eyes and felt lost, tiny,
captured.

   "You want to cum, don't you?" Dominica taunted.  "You need to cum.  Your
cunt is so wet, so drippy.  Trails of pussy juice are just running down
your legs." Daniela began to shake.  Her knees wouldn't support her.  She
hung from the chain, unable to stand.

   "Good, little rubber girl, go limp.  Let yourself sink down to the
floor. Dominica has another surprise for you." The chain from the ceiling
began to move, and Daniela felt herself being lowered to the floor.  "Pull
your knees up a bit, my pet," Dominica said.  Daniela obeyed, and soon
found herself almost in a sitting position -- without a chair.

   Dominica walked over to the table, picked something up, and returned,
again staring directly into Daniela's eyes.  "All the rubber we've been
playing with today, there's still one rubber toy we haven't tried yet. 
Actually...  two!" MzDominica held up two long, black rubber dildos, one
noticeably thicker than the other.  She waved them slowly in front of
Daniela's face, the shiny rubber catching the light, the reflections
flashing into the slave's increasingly sleepy eyes.  "If you want to cum,
you need these.  You need to feel them in you.  Look closely, rubber slave.
One for your pussy, and one for your ass."

   Daniela couldn't stop shaking.  The rubber dongs looked so pretty.  She
needed to cum, so bad.  Obey.  Rubber.  Pussy.  Dominica.  Cum.  You want
to cum.  She watched as Dominica set one dildo down on the table, then
picked up a tube of medical jelly, squeezed out a big glob onto the tip of
the other one, and began spreading it up and down the shaft.  Mistress
smiled as She saw Her slave stare vacantly at the glistening dildo, jaw
slack, torso wiggling, hips pumping.

   Dominica set the first dildo down on the floor, then picked up the other
dildo and repeated the process, taking Her time, enjoying Her slave's
reaction.  Both dildos had suction cups, and the floor was smooth, so when
She pushed them into place, they stayed exactly where She left them.  And
Dominica knew exactly where they needed to be.

   "Let yourself drop, rubber slave, Daniela, little bimbo.  Get those
nice, big rubber dildos into your ass and pussy, and I'll give you
permission to cum!"

   Daniela could see that Dominica was holding some kind of little box -- a
remote control?  Yes.  She pushed a button, and the ceiling chain started
to move again, slowly lowering the rubber slave toward the floor.  Aching
to cum, Daniela let herself drop, anticipating the moment when the big
rubber dildos would enter her.  Her knees bent further, further, so they
were almost up to her chin.  It was taking so long!  Soon, soon, soon, if
she could only get them into her!

   Then Daniela felt the chain stop!

   Fuzzy as her mind was, Daniela's eyes popped open.  She couldn't look
down far enough to see the dildos.  Looking up only showed her what the
chain looked like, her manacled hands dangling from the hook.  She looked
around, and found Dominica again seated in Her chair, watching the
desperate rubber slut, a half smile on Her face.

   "You're almost there, little slut.  Can't you feel them?" Daniela
couldn't.  Dominica KNEW she couldn't.  "Just a little further.  Maybe if
you sag down, you can reach the dildos.  Try it, slut!"

   Daniela tried to go even more limp, hanging from the manacles.  Could
she feel one of the dildos?  Maybe the one for her ass?  Just the tip?  She
couldn't be sure.

   "Aww, the little rubber slut can't reach?  Keep trying!  You want to
cum, don't you?"

   Again, Daniela sagged, pulled, lifted her feet off the floor, wiggled --
trying, trying, trying to get the dildos into her ass and cunt.  Nothing
she did got her low enough.  Then she felt the chain moving again. 
Something probed against her ass, just the tiniest bit.  She wiggled her
ass, and whimpered in frustration.  Then she felt the chain move again --
upward!

   "Noooooo!" Daniela cried.  The first word she'd been able to say for
what must have been hours.

   "You want it, don't you slut?  Don't you?" Dominica's voice was more a
command than a question.

   "Yes, Mistress!" And Daniela's voice was more a plea than a statement.

   "Then you must beg for it, slave!" commanded Mistress.

   "Please, Mistress!" Daniela whined.

   "Please what?  What is it you want, slave?  Beg for it.  Tell me!"

   "Please, let me down on the dildos, put them in me, let me cum.  Please,
Mistress Dominica, please!?!" Tears ran down Daniela's cheeks, leaking
under the goggles, which still continued to scroll commands she no longer
consciously noticed.  Cum.  Obey.  Beg.  Cum.  Obey.  Beg.

   Dominica pressed the control.  And the chain began to move again --
upward!

   "Noooo!  Please, Mistress, fuck me, fuck me, let me cum, please!!"

   Another click, and the chain moved suddenly downward.  Quickly.  Daniela
hardly realized it had happened when she found her ass impaled by the rear
dildo, and the other dildo firmly pressed against her sex.

   "You have permission, slut.  Cum!  Cum now!  Cum, rubber slave, cum!"

   Daniela bucked and shook, the dildos rubbing in her, against her, hands
still held high on the hook, keeping her from tipping over.  The orgasm was
strange -- a mixture of the intense female orgasm she had been trained to
feel, combined with the sheer physical release of her body.  Instead of
screaming this time, she just grunted, loudly, over and over, as wave after
wave of pleasure and release cascaded through her body and mind.

   As the slave's spasms subsided, Dominica slowly shut off the suit and
the goggles.  She spoke one word into the headset, "Sleep."

   -- Nightcap -

   Dan felt like he had been daydreaming again.  He'd been thinking of...
something.  Then someone had called his name.  Dominica.  The beautiful
woman sitting across from him at the cafe table.  Her name was Dominica. 
Mistress Dominica.  Now, how did he know that, about the "Mistress"?  When
had it gotten so dark?  It was almost closing time for the cafe!  Both of
them had coffee cups in front of them, nearly empty.  A carafe at his elbow
held a little more, but it also was nearly empty.  They must have been
drinking a lot of coffee.

   But he'd been inattentive, rude.  He tried to look like he'd been
listening.  (Though he'd heard women are never fooled by that trick, it was
at least worth a try.) What had She been talking about?

   "You're looking very relaxed," She said, circling one finger around the
top of Her coffee cup, "like you've had a wonderful evening."

   "Well, talking with you has made it wonderful," he replied, hoping it
made sense in whatever the context had been.

   "Hmmm." Dominica looked at him, Her penetrating green eyes still visible
in the half-light of the cafe.  Her lips curled in a strange smile.  "Maybe
we'll meet again, sometime."

   "I would like that, very much," Dan said.  He meant it, but he felt so
confused.

   "And you can tell me more about your troubles," She said.  Troubles? 
What had he been talking about?  "I'd love to hear more...  and help you
solve your problem."

   The sudden warm trickle of fluid told Dan he had just wet his pants! 
What to do now?

   "Goodnight, Dan!  See you later!" Dominica gracefully stood up, waved
Her fingers goodbye, and walked unhurriedly away.

   What had happened?  Dan was only sure of two things.  He was glad it was
dark, now, so the wet stain on his pants wouldn't be so visible, as he went
home.  And somehow, whatever it took, he was going to find a way to see
Mistress Dominica again!

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   More of jessicablank at http://www.mzdominica.com

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