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Posted: 2017-09-23 05:36:51
by Grima180 - Size: 1000x1400
- Source: www.pixiv.net/member_illu...um&illust_id=57397617
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It's 1,752 words long.
Soooo, I'm going to post the whole thing in the spoiler and hope this doesn't get taken down.
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Somewhere in the merriment, the outfit had been thrown on the nearby bed and forgotten. After the post move in revelry died down and Stephany had waved her friends goodbye, she walked into her room and prepared to head towards sleep only to be confronted by the sight of it strewn across her bed in a crumpled heap. She picked it up, running a hand down its surface in order to remove some dust that clung to the shiny material. There was a subtle electric tingling sensation, like pent up static, and she had to admit, from the very little that she knew of such things, this seemed to be a very high-quality piece of fetish wear. ‘Whoever left this here is probably going to miss it. I’d better hold on to it just in case they come back for it.’ With a nod, Stephany hung it on a nearby chair and continued her pre-sleep routine from where she had left off and got into the shower.
As she toweled herself dry, she let her mind wander back to the black latex outfit hanging nearby. While it had been a joke, Kris had been right in that the suit was just about her size, and she wondered absently how the material would feel if she wore it. She thought back to the way her fingers had tingled as she ran them down the slick latex, and felt her body shudder slightly. Maybe it was the buzz of the alcohol still in her system from the party earlier, but Stephany soon found herself stood in front of the outfit as it hung there innocuously, light glinting mesmerizingly off its shiny surface. She was stood there contemplating, naked having come directly from the shower, when a breeze from a nearby window gently cascaded across her slightly damp body. She shivered, as the air chilled the skin of her back and neck before flowing between her bare legs and sensually tickling her exposed vulva. Her nipples suddenly hardened into points, whether from cold or arousal even she didn’t know. Eventually, her lowered inhibitions betrayed her, and Stephany found herself slipping the sleek bodysuit off its hanger.
She shivered as she gradually worked the suit up her legs, feeling the material squeeze her as she pulled it upwards, and she was embarrassed to admit that she kind of enjoyed the feeling of the tight latex against her skin. Eventually, she had the material to the ends of her legs, stopping just before her crotch. Everywhere her skin was in contact with the suit tingled pleasurably, and as she tugged the second, slightly stiffer section of the suit over her hips, Stephany couldn’t help but gasp and let out a moan that was undeniably sexual in nature. It felt like the shiny rubber was reaching inside of her, as if consciously seeking every inch of her body and adhering to it like a second skin. After a moment where she tried to regain her breath, Stephany reached inside of the suit and worked her arms down the long tunnel like sleeves, delighting at the way they gripped her forearms and toned biceps equally tightly.
Thoroughly excited at this point, Stephany arched her back and dexterously zipped up the back of the suit, careful not to catch her hair in the zipper. This also had the side effect of bringing the rest of the suit up her front, and she paused to work her bust into the suit, sucking air between her teeth at the electric sensation of the latex hugging her breasts from all sides, simultaneously providing support while also pressing them together from the sides. Stephany finished zipping up the back before turning to the full length mirror she had in her room. What she saw sent waves of shock and arousal through her. She was self-aware enough to know that she was pretty cute, but looking at herself now, she was downright hot! The suit was perfectly fit to her body, not a single curve hidden behind the shiny rubber, and Stephany couldn’t help but run her hands over herself as her body began to burn irresistibly with a profoundly sensual heat.
The sound of the door behind her opening jolted Stephany out of her thoughts. She whirled around to see Kris standing in the doorway, a wide smirk on her face. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist.” Stephany started to sputter, but Kris silenced her by suddenly reaching out and messaging one of her breasts. Stephany let out a long whine, both confused and pleading as she looked at her friend, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anybody. After all, I’m the one who bought it for you.” Questions flooded into her brain, but as she began to open her mouth, it was suddenly filled by Kris’ tongue, and her mind went white. Her tongue was unrelenting as she dominated the spontaneous kiss, and Stephany could feel her legs shaking as Kris’ hands flew hungrily over her latex clad body. She had never experienced anything like this, and she let herself lean into Kris as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her. Kris broke the kiss with a loud wet sound, and Stephany was left gasping for air as she nearly collapsed to the ground, held up only by Kris’ strong arms. She led her over to the nearby bed before letting her fall onto it with a soft “flump”. Still struggling for air, Stephany barely managed to gasp, “W…W-why?” Kris stood over her as she lay weakly on the bed, licking her full red lips hungrily, and as she rubbed Stephany’s long toned legs, she couldn’t help but let out a long moan. “I’ve always wanted you Steph, and I’ve caught you stealing glances at my ass often enough to know you feel the same. But I was afraid you would reject my…” she paused, as though searching for the right words, “…Darker, tendencies. You were always so innocent, so pure. How could I ever tell you I wanted nothing more than to tie you up and fuck your brains out?” Kris suddenly kicked off her pants and clambered on to the bed, mounting her as she did. Stephany groaned as Kris began rubbing her soaked crotch against her stomach, she wasn’t sure how much more of this she could take. Kris was beginning to pant as she continued to work her hips back and forth relentlessly, her motions aided by the moist material beneath her. “So, I saved up and bought THIS bad boy.” She emphasized ‘this’ with a sharp smack against the side of her breasts, the sensations making stars dance in her vision. “It’s a top of the line model, it stimulates every inch of your body. I can only imagine the world of pleasure you’re in right now.” The words were barely reaching her at this point, as the pleasure filled her mind completely, leaving no room for thoughts. Stephany moaned desperately. She had never wanted anything in her whole life as much as she wanted to cum Right Now. Kris suddenly stopped, moving herself to lay before Stephany’s soaking crotch. Stephany managed to weakly lift her head to stare down at the girl between her legs. There was a moment of eye contract that contained within it the years of pent up desire on both sides, of all the little things that had gone unsaid. In that moment, they came to an understanding. Stephany stuttered pleadingly, “P-please. L-Let me cum…mistress.” Kris’ face lit up, and she began to lick at Stephany with reckless abandon. Stephany gripped her head like a lifeline, pressing her deeper inside of her as she writhed in pleasure. Every hungry, lust-fueled lick brought with it another climax, each more powerful than the last. Stephany’s whole world consisted only of the tongue, and its owner, whose name slipped from her mouth over and over again in a frantic chant. “Yes Kris, Yessss! I ca-I can’t-Ahhh! Mistress please! Don-Don’t stop! Guh! Please! More! More! Yes! Ha, Ha, Haaa! Kris! Keep going Kris! Keep going Mis-ngh-Mistress! Ahhh!” Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, Kris burst upwards, gasping for air. She slumped forward, barely managing to hold herself up against the bed. She simply watched her friend, her lover, latex slave; enjoying the way her breathing slowed from desperate gasps into steady deep breaths as she lost consciousness. She worked her way over and sidled over into the bed with her. She kissed her forehead before slumping down, muttering into her ear as sleep consumed her as well. “Sweet dreams. We’re going to have some long conversations tomorrow. Ya’ know…set some boundaries…safe words...an' rules…n’ stuff…”
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Limiting her breathing to reduce the amount of oxygen to the brain to kill more brain cells to make her more obedient (with a side effect of dumber) is an interesting tactic but must be carefully done not to kill too much brain cell and turn her into idiot.
Unless that's the plan