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    Steel was sleeping after another busy night. The rubber catsuit, once highly polished, was now marred by fingerprints and various traces of sexual fluids. She was in a hogtie, laying on her side, her arms pulled taught by the short chain that ran to her ankles. Her breath came in short draws, the rubber corset constricting her lungs. The black rubber dildo gag still projected outward from her head, and showed evidence of extended use. Dani had so enjoyed gimping Steel that we decided to extend her service in her latex skin. Although she was cleaned regularly, it had been months now since Steel had been anything but a gimp, performing her daily duties hobbled by chains as she crawled along in her heavy rubber. We even had created a whole new website devoted to her gimp status.

    I placed my boot on Steels neck and she woke, feeling the pressure. She moaned against the soft interior of the gag and wriggled her body in greeting. I reached down and unbuckled the gag and withdrew it from her mouth. “Thank you sir for letting me serve you” Steel muttered, still waking, yet pleased to have her mouth empty. I rolled her over and pulled her head to my lap. She immediately searched for my soft cock, wanting to display her gratitude. I un-buckled the blindfold from her hood so she could see. It had been weeks since I had let her service me. I had been busy with Dani, and had wanted to let Steel focus in her service to her Mistress.

    I stroked Steel’s head through the rubber hood as she worked her mouth along my cock. Her enthusiasm was obvious, and I soon hardened in her mouth. I grabbed her head and started face-fucking her, my cock moving farther down her throat until she gagged and struggled for breath. I had forgotten the pleasure of Steel’s mouth, so eager to please, so hungry to be fucked. I knew from the way she was wriggling that her own sex was becoming wet. I pulled her head against me roughly, held her there and pumped my cum deep into her mouth. She swallowed as best she could and moaned and sighed at the rare opportunity to taste me. She almost came herself when she felt my hot cum escape my cock.

    I pulled out my cock and replaced the dildo-gag, much to Steel’s disappointment. I patted her head and re-attached the hog-tie chain. Dani would arrive to clean and help her with her morning routine soon. I made a note to have Dani shoot some video for the ‘Rubber-Slave’ website. Steel was pulling in a respectable profit from her ‘modeling’ career now, and it was a welcome addition to the finances of the shop.

    By the afternoon Steel was busy editing, compressing and posting the video Dani had shot, as well as the stills from the previous night’s party. She was always a bit surprised when downloading the pictures from Dani’s camera. Since she was the ‘subject’, often blindfolded, she never really knew who was using her until the documentation showed up on the screen. Of course she remembered being used, but today she was shocked at the beauty of the women who she had fucked with her face-cock. She was proud to be able to serve these women. She squirmed a bit on her knees as she finished the site, her pussy wet with arousal.

    Dani showed up behind her and clipped a leash to her collar. “Time to go, Slave. We’ve planned something special for you today.” She guided Steel to the play area. There she helped her out of her rubber suit. Steel felt the cool air on her skin, and feeling exposed and vulnerable without her latex. It surprised her how much she had become accustomed to its tight embrace.

    I grabbed the leash and Steel dropped to her knees, eyes down. “We are going on a field trip, Slave.” I said, pulling on her leash and starting for the door. Steel shuffled along, naked on her hands as knees. When we got to the door I lifted her to her feet. Dani wrapped a short leather mini-skirt around her waist and pulled a tank-top tee shirt over her chest. I pointed to a pair of Frye biker boots and Steel stepped in to them, wondering where this would lead. She had not been out of the garage for some time now, and was apprehensive and a bit uneasy about leaving. Dani took the chance to feel her up and press her knee against Steel’s cunt. She looked sexy in a trashy biker way, filling out the tight tee-shirt, her midriff bare. I grabber her by the hair and brought my face close to her.
    “You will be on display today, Slave. I don’t want to be disappointed.” Steel nodded and wondered what was to transpire. She closed her eyes and ground her hips against Dani’s knee and pressed her chest against her Mistress’s hands.

    “Enough” I said as I yanked Dani off of Steel. Dani squealed a bit as I grabbed her collar and immediately dropped to her knees in front of me. “Yes Sir, thank you Sir” she cried and bent over, her mouth open now and her tongue licking my boots. I smiled at her reaction and let her continue for a bit until lifting her off by her hair. “Cuff her hands behind her back and grab a bag of toys. Lock up and meet us over there.” Dani nodded and quickly went about her duties, snapping police-sytle handcuffs on Steel’s wrists and disappearing inside the garage.

    I pulled on Steel’s leash as we set off across the parking lot. Steel squinted in the afternoon light and stumbled as gracefully as she could against the lead. She could make out a building across the lonely highway with a handful of pick-up trucks and Harleys parked outside. It was the only building around, except for the garage, and as we passed the last vehicle on our lot and began trudging across the highway, she had no doubt as to our destination. She nervously glanced up and down the road, not wanting to be seen in public, leashed and collared, almost naked in her skirt and tee-shirt. Her face turned a bright red as one car, then another passed by on our way to the roadhouse. The last slowed and honked and she could hear the jeers and laughter of the men as they passed by. Steel hurried along behind me, nervous yet excited at the thought of what might lay ahead.
    Last edited by Mastrovenice; 11-23-2008 at 01:12 PM. Reason: .

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