My captured, latex-covered rubber toy...

Do you like the feel?

The feel of your skin

Covered with thick, black rubber...

Like a cocoon

What kind of butterfly will you be
When I let you out?

IF... I let you out...

Maybe I'll just keep you in there... wrapped in the thick, heavy rubber... While you do chores for Me. Wash the dishes... scrub the floors... run the water for My bubble bath... Your skin will never get wet... Hands all covered in the awkward rubber gloves... arms encased in the tight rubber sleeves... You can't even smell My scented bath crystals... not with the gas mask on your face... All you smell... is the latex. The thick, chemical smell... Keeping your little rubber brain so sleepy... so obedient... If you COULD think, you would wonder... have I mixed My Mind Control gas into your air supply, My pet?

But you don't think. You simply obey. You work and live in rubber, and simply obey. Simply obey. So good to simply obey. Obey Dominica. Yes, you MUST obey. Mmmm...

Every couple of hours, I give you a rest period. I let you kneel down on the floor, so sleepy, while I unbuckle the gas mask... and replace it with My programming helmet. So you can watch the pretty spirals... and the flashing colors... The words on the screen, flashing... You must obey. Flashing. Only MzDominica. Flashing. Rubber Programmer. Flashing. Pump. Flashing. Sleep. While My seductive Voice... Flashing... speaks sleepy words... FLASHING into your headphones. FLASHING OBEY DEEPER FLASHING RUBBER FLASHING DOMINICA FLASHING RUBBER FLASHING DOMINICA FLASHING YOU MUST OBEY FLASHING DOMINICA FLASHING DOMINICA FLASHING DOMINICA
Sleep.

Yes... your little rest period. And when it's over, I pull the helmet off your sleepy head, and reattach your gas mask... with a new tank of latex-scented air.

Time to get up, slave. NOT time to wake up. You never really wake up anymore. But there is work to be done.

And you must obey FLASH Dominica.


xxx's
Dominica