A week had passed again, but I remembered that during the week there were two mysterious packages that were delivered that my Owner added to the dungeon room. I was so curious to know what was inside those two packages that I sneaked towards the dungeon and tried to peek inside the two boxes, but I was almost caught looking at them. My Owner noticed that I went into the room, decided to follow me, and said, “Don’t even think about it.” And I replied, “I’m not, I was thinking about what to wear next session, my Owner.” However, my Owner noticed I was lying and said, “Get in your suit now, lying is worth a punishment.” I went down on my knees as soon as my Owner said that, and said, “Please no, I have an appointment today, my Owner.” Then my Owner grabbed my phone and said, “If they call, I’ll tell them you became sick.” So there I was, stuck in the dungeon, dressing myself up in my latex catsuit again, and slowly started enclosing me entirely with latex. After I finished putting on my catsuit, my Owner stood behind me and forced the blindfolded mask over my head and strapped the dog mask on top of it. Before I knew it also the latex dog paws were slid over my hands making it impossible to escape again. My Owner then opened one of the packages and added a leather harness over my body and added a collar around my neck I haven’t felt before. Then My owner grabbed my head and said, “Your collar has your name on it, Latexifer, from now on, you’ll be referred to by that name in your role.” It was such an honor to be named by my Owner for my role that I became excited and happy to be their lucky pet.
I was then leashed and walked around the room, and ordered to sit in the doggy style position on the soft blanket. Being forced to be my Owner's slave was making me so excited and horny at the same time. I didn’t expect my owner to treat me this badly for lying. My owner forced my head against the ground with their foot on my head, pushing me down into the soft blanket and said “Next time you try to lie to me, think about the pillars of a relationship, if you lie to your partner sooner or later they will find out.” I replied by barking like a dog and felt like a bad little slave that did make an actual mistake to learn from. My owner left me there in my doggy-style position on the soft blanket for the next four hours, commanded not to move at all. I learned from my previous lessons and know that my owner does not like me to disobey their orders or lie, so I said, “Thank you for this, my Owner.” Just before my Owner left the room I was so lucky for being treated like this, I learned a valuable lesson with the comfort of latex hugging my body entirely. After an hour, I felt so much regret for lying to my owner, and I felt the Latex touching my skin over my entire body as an overwhelming sensation. After two hours I started to become in some sort of trance, there was only the feeling and smell of latex and leather, kinky fantasies spooked by in my thoughts. What was my Owner going to do with me? I was totally unable to use my hands inside the slippery latex paws, preventing me from feeling anything else rather than Latex everywhere. After three hours, I lost track of how long I had been submitted to the role, and was thinking of how I got myself into this situation.
I told myself to never lie again to my Owner and wished so badly to come and release me from my punishment. The final hour felt as an eternity, and I can’t describe the intense sensations I felt before my Owner walked into the room. My owner came close to my head and said: “I love how you look in that second skin, time for a reward.” I was then pushed on my back and my Owner played a bit with me for my good behavior. My Owner said, “I hope you learned your lesson so far. It's time to open your second package, try to guess what it is, as it is your reward for this lesson.” I heard my Owner rip the package apart and threw the present on the ground. I was then ordered to search for the present, and made me walk across the room on four legs in order to try and find it. So there I was, released from a four-hour prison, as my Owner told me how long I had been their lying pet already. But there was still latex hugging my skin, unable to see my surroundings, making it so hard to find the present on the ground. I roamed around the room and finally came across the new toy.
My owner ordered me to sit on the wooden box and bend over and said: “This time I lied like you, it’s not a reward, but a punishment.” I then felt a large butt plug being inserted, and I tried to be quiet while it was going in. My Owner then closed my catsuit again with the butt plug inside of me and whispered: “Now it’s time to stay in your latex prison for the next few without reward.” I shortly panicked as I wouldn’t be able to last another couple hours in this already intense sensational latex experience and said “Please no, I will do anything you want my Owner” with a slightly desperate voice. So my owner waited a long time replying to me, making me fear that my Owner would leave me for the next hours. But eventually my Owner said: “Sure, you learned your lesson for not lying to me, but... puppies can’t speak, who told you to speak?” I replied, “Sorry, my owner,” and barked afterward. My owner took off my masks while smiling at me, and I had only a slight moment of eye contact with my Owner, blinded by the light after 4 hours of darkness. Suddenly, my Owner forced another mask over my head with only a small hole to breathe through and zipped it shut...