#latex ass
My real life D/s relationship:
I know your just dying to worship your Mistress aren’t you?
Just looking at me in my little latex outfit has gotten your little cock rock hard….how pathetic.
Its about time you admit it…your slowly loosing your manhood and giving into your slave urges. You’d much rather be on your knees worshipping me than being allowed to fuck me, and thats exactly the way i want it to program you.
-Mistress L
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She sat the box down on the counter and looked herself over in the mirror, her hair was so black that it shined. It looked perfect, just how she had wanted, and the dye had been cheap too. She picked the box back up and read it again.
Latex Black Permanent. Allergy warning, contains latex.
It was a little odd that the dye actually contained latex, but it was probably what made it so shiny. The only problem was that it made her hair look like it was stuck to her head a bit, but it was still a little wet after her shower so maybe it was just that she reasoned. As she left the bathroom and walked toward the bedroom she felt a wet drip on her shoulder.
As she put on her jeans and bra she felt another drip, and another. Then she felt a thick glob of something fall down her back. She didn’t want to get dye all over her clothes so she tried to see if the dye was leeching out of her hair only to end up sticking her hand into a thick wet mass. Instead of hair it felt like she was touching something gooey, and as she pulled her hand back there was a wet plop.
She looked at her hand in dismay, it looked like she was wearing a latex glove, her entire handy was coated in the black goo and no matter what she did she couldn’t get it off at all. As she struggled to clean her hand her hair continued to drip and melt into a mass of latex goo. As droplets fell onto her pant legs the jeans began to darken and become shiny, adhering to her legs. Her latex covered ass swelled outwards and she was distracted from her black covered hand by the pleasant feeling of her growing booty.
She looked over her shoulder and saw that not only had her jeans turned into the same latex substance that was now threatening to encase her, but it was making her ass grow bigger, and she could feel her shiny black bra starting to stick to her back and breasts as if waiting to make them grow just as large. She had to do something to stop it, and her only clue was the discarded box. She ran to the bathroom to check it, but the only details were that it was actually latex, and permanent.
Discouraged and concerned she went out onto the porch intending to try and get to her car and drive… somewhere… the hospital… a barber shop… anywhere to try and get rid of the goo that was steadily covering her. But before she had taken a few steps the goo started to form a puddle at her feet, and as hard as she pulled her legs upwards it just sucked her back down. The pressure holding her in place would only relent if she took a step back, if she gave up and went back inside and let the latex cover her entirely… permanently..
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