It’s gimping time! My slave is wearing a latex catsuit, but that’s just the beginning of his descent into shiny, rubbery bondage. I encase his face in a molded rubber hood, stuffing my piss-soaked panties into his mouth, and then covering up the remaining openings of his face in a latex gas mask. His neck is put into a brace so that he can’t move his head at all (nor can he see what is happening). Bit by bit, I bind up his remaining skin – inflatable long rubber mitts on his hands and crippling ballerina heels – and then strap him tight with leather straps. He can’t help but try to rub his cock against his catsuit as the bondage gets tighter and tighter. The final touch? My dirty gym socks as a filter on the gas mask. He will taste my gold in his mouth and smell the fresh aroma of my sweaty feet while entirely enveloped and bound.
