I pride myself on the vast range of BDSM equipment, fetish uniforms and unique rubber bondage gear that graces the wardrobes, shelves, and cupboards of my new BDSM Laboratory premises in West London. It’s fair to say that after years as ‘The Bondage Mistress’ I do have an exceptional collection of enough latex and rubber outfits to satisfy any tastes.
I do love it, however, when every so often a guy arrives at my door with his own special, custom-made latex outfits that can bring a whole new rubber bondage dimension to our playtime together.
So, it was fun to see the made-to-measure rubber doll outfit that one of my long-standing clients bought along to my door in some of the last of those pre-lockdown days when we could all meet up for sexy fetish fun.
“Connie”, The latex slut doll, looked magnificent as soon as she had donned her outfit, and was ready for the rubber bondage and incessant wanking soon to be coming her way for hours behind the BDSM Laboratory doors. On this occasion my client had even pumped up his costume’s latex breasts to truly magnificent proportions.
For this session, I was wearing my shiny black rubber pants with their large flares and a tight blue corset top. Yet ‘Connie’ almost managed to overshadow me in her flesh-colour doll torso and those magnificent mammary glands, each topped with a black ‘nipple’ air inlet that allowed her to pick her own size of inflation depending on her mood.
Even more impressive was the level of detail that had gone into her costume: black eyebrows and eyeliner, a hint of blusher on her cheeks, those bright ruby red lips…. And, of course, those piercing green eyes! She looked good, the latex felt good, and I knew we were in for a fun and fetish session.
Strapping my new latex doll down onto my Super Boomer bondage chair was a challenge with the need to find ways of arranging the black, and white, rubber straps, and tightening them down to hold her securely while still allowing her breasts to float free.
In no time at all though, I had Connie pinned down in place and it was my chance to put this rubber doll through her BDSM paces. Her doll fingers were tightened down and secured in the Boomer’s specialised metal finger clamps and she was ready for my attention. First in place was a transparent breathing mask, fixed down with straps over her painted face for the anaesthetic role play she had requested.
Then I turned to my rubber doll’s lower parts and uncovered some unexpected male anatomy under ‘her’ fetish outfit which was clearly in need of some wanking therapy from Mistress.
With a little lube on Connie’s shaft. she was soon tucked into one of my many ‘Serious Kit’ milking tubes and my machine started its regular rhythmic sucking and stroking which is guaranteed to bring any doll to a state of sexual bliss as the time ticks by in her private bondage sub-space.
As always, it’s not possible to do justice to everything that I did to Connie in the space of just this blog. But you get some idea of what fun we had from the pictures. Multiple electric boxes and plugs and electrified milking tubes were all part of the process, along with the occasional additions of a little pain from the sharpened teeth of a pinwheel applied to Connie’s balls.
By the end of the day, it was clear that both I – and my big-breasted new friend – had both enjoyed ourselves to the full.
