Unknown - Ripe for revenge

"Master!" we said in shocked unison.

"Can't leave you sluts alone for a single minute, can I!"

Teri crawled over to him. Humbly kissing his feet.

"Oh Master. I didn't mean to, but she was hurting so much…"

Smack!

A bright red handprint came right up on the exposed ass cheek of the yelping girl.

"So you thought that was enough for you to disobey my commands?"

"No Master."

"Then why did you do it?"

Teri was looking around the room as if it would offer her spot some sort of an answer. Or a way out of this situation.

I was glad she didn't look at me. It would have broken my heart.

We were in this fix only because of me.

"I… I…"

Smack!

"You're going to be every bit as sore as she is. Maybe more so. But first, finish up what I sent you to do. I want to see you both dressed in five minutes!"

Smack!

I watched Donner walk out and wondered if he had been waiting for this to happen.

It would have fit with everything else he did. I wouldn't have been surprised to find he expected me to try to get Teri to lick my pussy.

I felt angry knowing we had been set up.

Teri made her way back to her feet, reaching for the shower head.

Splashing enough water over me to rinse off the last of the soap suds sticking to me.

"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for…"

"Yeah. I know," she cut me off.

She was mad. She was also playing it safe now.

Not wanting to be caught disobeying a second time.

I wished my hands were free. Not to take care of my own needs, but so I could hug Teri.

I wanted to kiss her. To hold her tell her everything was O.K..

The blonde wouldn't even look at me as she went about toweling me dry.

She wouldn't even let her hands get close to my breasts or pussy, just in case someone might get the wrong idea if they were to walk in on us.

Quickly she dried herself, then took me in to the main house.

Off to one of the guest bedrooms.

Where some of the most unusual clothing I had ever seen waited for us.

Teri held some of it up for inspection. Obviously she wasn't very shocked by all of this, but I had never seen rubber clothing before.

She looked from the rubber garments back to me.

"This isn't going to be easy."

"You can take these off," I said while doing my best to wave my strapped hands at her.

"It's O.K.. I'll be good. I promise."

Teri looked me over long and hard. Finally deciding to trust me.

Once the strap was laying on the bed, Teri held up a tin of talcum.

"You may need to dust yourself with this first," was all she said. Taking it all in stride.

I was still looking through these strange things, wondering what the hell I was in the middle of.

Or for how for much longer it would go.

"Hurry! We're nearly out of time."

That's right, Donner had said five minutes.

The garter belt was fine, fitting like any other, maybe better. It was the rubber stockings that were weird.

I did have to powder my legs first. There was something about the way they stretched as I pulled them up…

I don't know how to put it. They were so snug, hugging every inch of my legs. Feeling like hands grabbing me all over.

"Come on!"

Teri had her's on and was busy slipping into the shoes that had been provided.

Mine matched Teri's, and I had no idea how I was expected to walk in them.

The heels had to be at least five inches high.

Twisting my foot as my arches did their best to fit.

Luckily the shoes had wide ankle straps which would help me keep my balance once I managed to stand up.

Teri was still dressing faster that I was. She was pulling on her top. Something that looked like a rubber version of a tank top.

Only it had holes cut out for her breasts.

It took quite a bit of powder before I could slither into mine. And even after I did I had problems.

The holes weren't big enough to allow exit for breasts as big as mine.

Sure, most of me was now hanging out, but the rubber was grabbing at the base of both of my boobs.

Constricting around them, but not in an unpleasant way.

It must have looked like I was playing with my own tits as I tried to get the rubber blouse to fit right.

And yes, it did feel good.

The last thing we each had to fight with were opera length gloves that we were still trying to smooth the wrinkles out of.

"At least you aren't keeping me waiting this time."

Donner and Mendoza were standing in the doorway.

"Let's help them finish," Donner said to Mendoza.

The men were pulling straps out, Donner working on Teri, Mendoza on me.

My body was turned so I could see Teri. In rubber her body looked as sleek as a seal.

So firm and lovely that any man would want her.

I know I did.

The men were fitting wide black leather belts around our waists, securing them there with padlocks.

With the snap of those locks closing, my heart started pounding.

Ropes and leather had been bad enough. How was a girl ever supposed to fight against steel and locks?

I was only hoping that this game wasn't taking a more sever turn.

My body was too sore as it was, I wouldn't be able to take any action that would be any more harsh.

Straps went around our wrists, which in turn were connected to our new belts.

With more shiny steel locks.

Our hands had been clumsy enough with these gloves on, making our fingers thick and unfeeling, but now they were completely useless.

I'm not sure why I bothered testing the strength of the leather and steel. My brain told me how silly this was, still it all looked so strangely pretty.

Almost like jewelry.

So of course it couldn't hold me.

Ha!

Next came matching penis gags.

I was still thinking about how beautiful Teri looked when her face disappeared.

A black helmet had been pulled over her head.

Sealing her inside black rubber as Donner tugged the zipper shut.

One just like it was being pulled over my head, and my last sight of Teri was as Donner pulled a face mask and wig over the top of the helmet.

Disguising us, making us appear normal to anyone only glancing our way.

A long length jacket was slipped over my shoulders and buttoned up.

Hiding the rest of bondage from curious eyes.

The inside of the coat was lined with fur. The soft hair rubbing on my naked breasts.

Driving me insane as it teased me unmercifully!

We were then led out of the house and carefully loaded into the waiting limo.

Our drive out to the cabin had been bad enough but at least we had been able to see the scenery.

Something that was now denied us.

Along with the rest of my body.

Out of boredom I tried to reach my fingers down to my pussy. I couldn't tell if the men were watching us, or if they even cared.

I was hoped that the buttoned jacket would hide what I was up to.

All I wanted was to trip my clit and get the orgasm I'd been denied for so long.

But no matter how I moved, the leather wouldn't allow me to get close enough to reach my sex.

Being a slow learner though, I kept on.

And on…

I don't know how long the trip took. It seemed as if we had been driving around for hours, but not being able to see or hear, it could have only been minutes.

Eventually I was hustled out of the car and up a short flight of steps. A hand on my head made me duck, then I found myself being placed in a nice, comfortable chair.

Unseen hands pulled a strap tight against my shoulders with another one going across my lap.

Like a seat belt!

Vibrations came up from the seat coupled with the very faint sound of an engine. It was then I guessed we'd been loaded aboard a plane.

But going where?

The gag was surely going to prevent me from asking, so all I could do was sit and wait.