Latexifer - Session 8 Story

Chapter N^o 1

Session 8, Part I
I screwed up, let me explain. My Owner took me out for dinner to celebrate how well my Social media posts are doing, as I’m so proud of sharing my passion with other people who enjoy the same situations. Then I suddenly got a naughty smile from my Owner and said, “Go ahead, say 'Thank you, my owner.' with people around you properly.” Suddenly I realized there were so many people who could hear what I had to say to my Owner. So I whispered, “Thank you for helping me out, my owner.” But of course, that’s not what “Proper” means... So my Owner said, “Okay, that wasn’t properly done, so let’s teach you another lesson, I’d say.” I then said to my Owner, “Fine, you got me,” and smiled in a sneaky manner. My Owner said, “Let’s see if you can endure it entirely, then.” And I replied, “Make me.” and winked at my Owner. As soon as we arrived home, I was kissing my Owner and hitting all sorts of walls and furniture until I was thrown in the dungeon to get dressed up. My owner helped me get suited up in latex again and was patiently waiting for my next command on my knees. My Owner walked towards the BDSM rack, grabbed a latex condom mask, and walked towards me.

My owner said, “Oh, you put yourself in ‘deep’ trouble now, huh?” while making me kiss the latex condom mask. Shortly after my owner walked behind me, they forced the condom of the mask in my mouth and pulled the mask over my head and zipped it shut. The fingers of my owner started deep-throating me while the condom of the mask was being forced down my throat. To make it even worse, my owner strapped my Latexifer collar around my neck very tightly and strapped the leather dog mask over the mask. Not long after, the latex paws once again slipped over my hands, sealing me entirely in latex from now on. I thought to myself, “Why do you do this to yourself each time... You’re a bad slave.” and I guess it’s an addiction to lose control entirely and getting punished for provoking. I was forced to lay on my back, and my Owner tied me up with chains and belts. I was then fucked very hard, and afterward I was unable to breathe for the whole duration of toys entering my condom mask, all the way to the back of my throat, sealing off my airway entirely. My hands were tied behind my head, and I received many spanks before being forced to bend over as a bad little latex dog. My owner fucked me one more time, so hard that I had tears that could not escape from my tight, latex-closed mask over my face. All I could taste was the latex condom in my mouth and the salty tears of punishment slipping down from my eyes. As soon as my Owner was done with me, I was bound on my knees again, sitting up straight, and thought my Owner would use my condom mask once more. Suddenly I felt another toy going down my throat and was once again blocking all my air, and I slowly started to suffocate on the toy. Even tasting my tears made me still love how I was being treated. I wanted this to happen to me so much, it was always a fantasy to be forced against my will like this. As my owner removed the toy from my throat, they grabbed my head and said, “Let’s see if you still enjoy a punishment this time.”

Chapter N^o 2

Session 8, Part II
I had to spend an entire hour on my knees in the dungeon, struggling for air through the two tiny nose holes in my latex condom mask. I could hear my owner in the distance taking a seat on the chair, probably grabbing a book or making pictures of my struggles. As time passed, I tried to get some attention from my owner by moaning inside the latex mask, as the total darkness and latex were getting very intense at this point. That did get the attention of my owner, and I felt the hands of my owner grab my head. My owner closed off my nose holes and said, “If I hear you moan one more time, you have to sleep in your cage,” and I nodded “Yes”. So there I was sitting on my knees that started to hurt very badly, and I started moving my legs and body a bit to get more comfortable again to find some relief. At least I took the risk of being punished, it felt good to find a new comfortable position on my knees. As even more time passed, my arms were tied behind my back, and I started to feel numb as well. I kept trying to find some relief after sitting on my knees for so long, but of course my Owner noticed me struggling with my assignment once again. My Owner untied my arms on my back and grabbed me roughly by my collar, almost choking me entirely, and said, “Close your eyes, I’m going to change your mask.” The new mask was blindfolded with an open mouth so that I could breathe properly this time. Not opening my eyes during the change made me feel very obedient. I didn’t want to be a terrible, disobedient slave this time, so I kept my eyes shut. I was then guided and thrown in the cage for the first time, and I heard a chain locking the door. The cage was so small that I was not able to turn around in any way, and I was not able to sit up straight as the ceiling of the cage was also very low. Already, spending an hour in complete darkness covered in latex was making me very horny. All I could do was sit like a dog inside a too-small cage, making me think again about what I got myself into...

The only thing I have become now is a Latex pet slave called “Latexifer” for as long as my Owner thinks I need to learn my lesson. I heard my Owner come closer to me and said, “Yes, I got you now, still enjoying it?” Of course, I replied by barking like a dog this time. My owner said, “Good dog, I’ll give you a blanket to sleep on as a reward for your good behavior.” The cage was unlocked, and I was guided out of the cage and was waiting in an obedient doggy-style position for my next command. My Owner added the blanket to the cage and guided me back into the cage, locking it up once again with the chain and lock. As I already slept with a breath-play mask for an entire night, this mask wouldn’t be an issue at all. My Owner then said to me, “This night you will learn to obey at any place and any moment, do you understand?” So I barked like a dog again. My Owner walked towards the exit of the dungeon and heard the lights shut off and the door close. I started realizing that my entire body was bound in latex, once again due to my stupid brat property. I turned myself on my back with a lot of effort and started touching my surroundings with my latex-covered dog paws. The wall was cold and hard, just like the ceiling and bars, that I could feel while being totally enclosed with nothing else but the sensation of touch. Hearing was difficult, everything was dark, and all I could smell was Latex and leather. Trying to sleep was difficult, each time I almost fell asleep, I was reminded of the tight latex sensation on my entire body. As I fully submitted to my destiny and role, at this point I fell asleep in my cage, horny and ready to face another day of pleasure.

Chapter N^o 3

Session 8, Part III
I was peacefully sleeping in my cage when suddenly I heard the door unlock, as my owner had arrived. I panicked a little as I woke up in a complete latex enclosure inside my cage in complete darkness, and I forgot I was in bondage the whole night. My Owner didn’t say a word while they were in the room and just watched me wake up. All I could do was feel if my cage was already unlocked, but I was still sealed in the cage completely. To get the attention of my Owner, I tried to moan and bark for being released with a sad tone, but I kind of forgot that I wasn’t allowed to moan anymore. My Owner headed over to the cage and said, “I’m not even done with you for the whole weekend, and what did I tell you yesterday about moaning?” I was then commanded to wash my paws with my tongue like a dog to clean them up, apparently I made them dirty by touching the walls and the inside of my cage. I licked up the dirt from my paws and swallowed it while still inside the cage.

As I was only able to bark, I wasn’t able to tell my Owner that I had to go to the restroom very soon, so I obediently asked my owner, “May I go to the bathroom, my owner?” My owner then came over to me and ordered that I put my paws through the bars of the cage and were locked. My owner said, “I was about to release you for your bathroom visit, but you seem to be very impatient.” I then spent another hour in the cage, which felt like an eternity because I had to go so urgently by now. Finally, my owner arrived, relieved me from the cage, and guided me blindfolded towards the bathroom. To make sure I was prepared for the next session, my owner provided me with a blindfolded breakfast. Shortly after my breakfast, I had to crawl back towards the dungeon like a dog to get ready for the rest of my session.

Chapter N^o 3

Session 8, Part IV
After the long crawl through the house towards the dungeon, my owner left me to crawl around for a bit. Not long after that, I had to stand up and had been strapped to the cross for my next punishment. My owner said, “I’ll teach that mouth a little lesson for moaning without permission,” and slowly started teasing me. My owner's fingers were softly touching my latex on my waist, which made me so horny that I almost started moaning again. Eventually, the touch of my owner and the sensations of the latex became too much, and an unexpected moan of pleasure came out of me.

Before I knew it, my owner put their whip inside my leather dog mask, made me kiss it, and said, “One more chance to stay silent.” and I barked like a dog to confirm. My owner continued to tease me by touching me very softly down my waist, and as I was getting so horny about being trapped in my latex-obedient role for almost a full day, I accidentally started to orgasm inside my latex prison. Of course, my owner was not happy with that and unzipped my catsuit at my waist and grabbed me by my neck and said, “Did you have permission for that?” The hand of my Owner was now going down my waist and started rubbing inside the latex catsuit where the pleasure juices were that I produced. My owner then said, “Open your mouth and start cleaning my hand.” and put their hand inside my mouth, and I started to clean it up without hesitation. My owner made sure that most of the pleasure juices were now consumed by me, the bad, slutty puppy. The zipper of my catsuit was then closed again, and my owner left me hanging on the cross and left the room.

Chapter N^o 3

Session 8, Part V
My owner returned and made me drink a lovely protein shake, before I was taken off the cross. I never expected a protein shake to taste so good after only having the taste of my own pleasure juices in my mouth for the past hour hanging on the cross. My owner started undressing my harness, latex paws and catsuit and said, “Did you think I’d let you go unpunished for your little pleasure? Sit.” I heard my owner grabbing a large piece of latex in the distance while still being blindfolded. The sound of the latex unzipping was quite scary, I had no idea what my owner was about to put me in. I was guided inside the suit and had to cross my arms in front of my chest while my legs were stuck in a bending position inside the latex suit. It was quite uncomfortable, as I had no way of stretching my legs or arms now. My owner then slowly started closing the zipper on my back, and I felt the latex getting very tight around my body.

I sat there waiting in this new latex prison for a while, not sure what was going to happen next. Suddenly the foot of my owner was on my face and pushed me on my back on the carpet. I then realized how tight the latex suit actually was, I was not even able to sit up straight again or move to my side. I tried to wiggle myself into a comfortable position for about 10 minutes to see how much movement I had. My owner then kissed me and said, “Have a tight night, my Sweety.” and left me laying on the floor when they left the room and shut off the lights. As this latex was so thick and tight, I had no choice but to try and fall asleep once more. Luckily, inside the latex suit, it had a nice, comfortable temperature, which made it less difficult to fall asleep in. After a couple of minutes, I told myself to never provoke my Owner again, but because I was in this lovely situation, I kind of liked it anyway. After an hour, my legs started to become numb, and I barked a few times like a dog to ask my owner to check on me. My owner did come over to check on me and said, “I was just joking about sleeping in this suit, I just wanted to see how dedicated you were.” and unzipped me from the suit. For the first time in almost two days, I saw my owner again and the overwhelmingly blinding light coming from the lights in the room. My Owner hugged me and said, “Next time you will learn another lesson that you need. I observed how you tried to move and escape your new surroundings.”