Pleasure inside Heavy Rubber #NSFW #WickedWednesday

Greece. The middle of summer. It’s hot just standing on the balcony. The slight breeze does little to cool me down. It can’t. Nothing can at this point. He’s been adding layer upon layer of rubber gear on me. I’m his model. To me, he’s my Master. First, just my new catsuit; it’s thicker than I’m used to. The extra five pounds of breast inserts don’t make it any easier. He says it makes my tits pop out more. Whatever. For me, it just adds to the isolation from the outside world.

Thessaloniki, Greece

He’s taking pictures, his passion. And I’m getting fucking horny, losing myself in a different world. My mind is cut off from the outside. Sounds are muffled, all senses dulled in their function. I want to exist only inside my rubber cocoon. He takes another series of shots.

My rubber corset is tighter than normal. The pictures must be perfect. I’m just an object for him. His toy, his hobby, his pleasure. He lives for his pictures. What I feel inside my rubber prison means little to him. To me, it’s why I’m here. I’m no model; this is my kink.

For the final scene he adds a bondage helmet, blindfold and gag. He straps the helmet tightly around my head and to the corset. Within seconds, I can’t see, speak, and barely move my head. Time and space begin to disappear. What was left of the cooling breeze is gone. Just the blazing sun.

He pulls out the crotch piece with inflatable dildoes. Pumps them up. Oh God, is there not end to this? I would scream, beg him to let me cum, if I could just get more than a muffled sound out of my dry throat. He wants the erotic tension in his pictures, the suffering, the signs of endurance and perseverance. My dripping pussy is not allowed to cum until his work is complete. I’m at the breaking point.

The hours add up, I’m soaking in sweat. The corset is relentless and the dildos aren’t helping. He is cruel. For his pictures, it’s just a prop. Art. He says his models have to feel what his pictures express. He pumps them up; fast and painfully. Bullshit. His last shoot takes forever, he’s in no rush. I don’t know how much longer I can hold back.

The bedroom. I think. Blind and sealed under my helmet, there is no sense of time of space. He guides me onto the bed, releases my ankle and wrist cuffs. Then a familiar sound. The humming of a vibrator. I’m free. Finally.

Off comes the crotch piece, I need to get to my clit, fast. The vibrator is still humming in my hand. I’m in my own world, but find the right spot quickly. All the pressure is still on my body, the corset, the helmet, just the gag is finally removed. The only exposed part is now my pussy. That’s all I need. That’s all I’ve been wanting for hours.

Big Bood Catsuit by Fantastic Rubber, Corset and Helmet by HW-Design

Just a few second, it’s coming, fast. I squeeze my legs, strain against the corset, push myself with all my power to finally get the release I’ve been wanting for so long. I cum hard and fast. The orgasm is gone, but my cocoon remains. This is my pleasure zone. My world, cut off from the outside. Just me and myself.

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8 comments

  1. Gosh, this was so hot! I don’t share your kink but I can very much imagine what it must feel like. I think you explain perfectly how the different sensations make you feel. Thank you so much for sharing!

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