The Gangster's Wife: In Latex

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Once I’ve totaly feminized you so that you’d never be looked on as a male again, I might start dating other men again. I might even set you up with a date of your own and we could double!” I was feeling more and more humiliated because everything she was saying seemed to make me feel more excited. You see my dear," he went on, "I am slowly turning you into a rubbergirl. A living breathing hybrid of human and rubber. I set up the store you so gleefully entered to fund and act as a front for my experiments, and to find semi-willing victims. I am here to make your wildest fantasy come true—whether you like it or not." She felt a sensation to one side. She turned and watched as a beam of light passed through her arm just after the shoulder. They were using a laser to cut her limbs off, she realized. She knew she was supposed to feel something was wrong with this. So many women think of heels as hookerish. If you want her to wear some shoes start with a set of really low heels (not 5 inchers) that she could wear in public no problem. The each month (and take your time here) try to step it up a notch, either a bit of higher heel, or a bit more scandalous design.

Been through this one myself running man! My wife had gained a bunch of weight after a baby and was self conscious. She gently and cautiously slipped her hand under my dress, then moved it up onto my tummy. “I should make you wear a bra full time as well!” She said teasingly, as she slipped her hand under the lacy elastic waistband of my panties. With the right mindset, it is perfectly feasible to accommodate a fetish within a marriage, but if you stay with him your life is likely to follow a very different path to the one that you might have anticipated. Claudia next received a pair of soft-soled shoes that would allow her to move silently and not disturb her own peace. These were accompanied by a pair of padded ankle cuffs that were connected together by a short cord, limiting Claudia to short steps at a leisurely pace and preventing her from getting over-excited with her movements. On her hands, Aaron placed a pair of ball gloves that forced her hands into fists and rendered them even more useless than before. With the addition of the belt around her waist and the wrist buffs attached to it by short cords, Claudia’s hands became completely useless and her dependence on Aaron was now nearly absolute. The ball gloves and cuffs would only be removed for special occasions when Aaron deems that they warrant allowing her the (partial) use of her hands. So, after some difficulty, I removed the dust from the long sleeve rubber shirt and slid it over my head. I struggled to get my arms into the sleeves, trying to slide the rubber over my skin. There was resistance, but I finally got them through. Now all I had to do was pull the rest of the rubber down over my torso. Easy, right?

MY WIFE KAREN

She slowly came to. She could barely think of herself as Rebecca now. She could barely think at all. She just felt. Couple counselling would help you to understand his sexual desires and their implications for your relationship. Can I help you?" came a voice from behind her. Rebecca turned to see a young salesgirl with blue hair and a dog collar smiling pleasantly at her. I was actually a little frightened as I nodded my agreement. “Yes Karen.” I said as she stared down at me. She took a deep breath, then sat up. I didn’t even see it coming, but I sure felt it when her open hand landed against the side of my face. “That’s not the correct way to answer me bitch!” She yelled. “Yes I understand!” I blurted out as I rubbed my cheek. Without saying another word she twisted me so her knee’s were pinning my arms down under them.

Because it’s what you dream off," Meeks replied. "The rubber gear, the catsuits, your fascination with fetishistic sex, are all part of your desire to become a thing, an instrument of pleasure—to become perfect, loved, always wanted, always satisfied." After a stronger and more intense second orgasm she climbed off of me then got to her feet, standing beside the bed. She planted her hands on her hips as she looked down at me. “You shouldn’t have stopped with just a bra and a pair of panties though!” She told me shaking her head. She gave herself to him then, milk pouring out of her into his waiting gullet. He squeezed her hard with his hand, and her rubber teat responded, pouring more of the frothy white liquid into him. Rebecca was suffused with an utterly new feeling, a glow, for every human touch was pure pleasure to her. She was nothing but rubber, milk and sensation, and she loved every second of it. She moaned silently. And if you ask him to suppress his needs entirely, you increase the risk of him satisfying his urges elsewhere. Rebecca strained to understand what Dr. Meeks was telling her. "You mean, I’m all rubber now? I can’t move?"Gingerly getting in to the cab – latex chaffs – I’m not entirely sure what I’ve just witnessed. As Wood had told me, ‘Fetish is really a term for your fantasies and obsessions’ and Torture Garden, as he had said, is certainly the place to explore those fantasies in a fun way among consenting adults. Some convince themselves that if their partner loved them enough, they would change. But fetish is not a conscious choice, so don’t kid yourself that this is a passing phase.