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After a while, my Mother decided to give me another "lesson" in femininity. What was it like to be in tight clothing all workday? She replicated her outfit almost perfectly on me (except for the huge gag, the tight latex hood, the armbinder, and the leg restraints). Having finished packing me up, she came up behind me and aggressively squeezed my breasts.

"You have an eight-hour workday ahead of you, just like your mother. Be a good secretary" - she continued greedily massaging my enormous breasts. "You should be happy. Unlike the others, your job will be to moan into this thick gag and shake your huge, heavy tits like a silly slut!"

She led me to the mirror, and I looked down and saw a bulge... No matter what I felt, no matter how humiliated or ashamed I was, my body was betraying me... And then she said something that “knocked me off my feet”:

"See? No matter how you act, you like this. You're wearing shapewear, a petticoat, thick tight pantyhose —and yet your arousal is still visible! Enjoy, slut, you have the whole day ahead of you." - with these words, she slapped my ass so hard that I screamed as loudly as I could into my gag.

Young Dina was blessed with long slender legs and a very generous chest…..attributes that would be very well appreciated by any number of gentleman friends who might make her acquaintance.

But in the tradition of any fairytale, our damsel was a prisoner of her evil Stepmother. With Father sadly no longer with us, his fortune was precariously shared between his sweet daughter and his scheming widow. With Dina in constant bondage, Stepmother had ultimate control of all the family wealth and there were no signs this arrangement would change.

You join us on a warm Sunday afternoon and Stepmother was taking a nap upstairs. Young Dina chanced another escape attempt. With her ankles cuffed, armbinder buckled on, she was always going to struggle to unlock the doors or windows. Added to her bondage, was the mammoth gag of Stepmother’s large bloomers tape securely in the poor girl’s wide mouth.

She tried to sneak around, looking for anything to gain her freedom…..the soft clink of the metal cuffs could awaken Stepmother at any time. Dina’s heavy breathing intensified as she tried to loosen the armbinder. As she looked out of the kitchen window, she saw a car driving past slowly…..this was her chance!! She stumbled over, cuffs restricting her movements to little, awkward shuffles.

The car stopped and a man got out. He retrieved a large cardboard box from the back seat and made his way to the house. Dina tried to scream for help, but the packed gag was too effective. As she tried to move closer to be seen, she felt the strong, cold hand of Stepmother on her shoulder. The old witch cackled grimly as Dina was dragged away and shoved into the broom cupboard. The girl heard the key turn in the lock as she struggled pathetically.

Moments later the cupboard was unlocked and Stepmother stood over the girl, cowering in her bonds. The box was on the floor behind Stepmother and the cruel harpy picked it up and tipped out the contents……it was something of a new look for Dina, as well as for Stepmother.

Dina was locked in a nightmare of heavy black latex. Her body completely encased, hooded and with the straps crossing her frame. Stepmother had also changed into the tight catsuit with hood…..except hers had the eyes and mouth open.

Dina wasn’t permitted to leave the house, but Stepmother had decided it was time for her precious girl to make something of herself. The vibrators beneath the rubber were teasing our poor hostage and keeping her edged constantly. Stepmother was starting a new venture. It seemed there was a demand for Rubber Sluts in the world. The new channel stream was a roaring success.

The weak mmmppphhs from under the full hood signified yet another forced orgasm as the girl was helpless to resist the foul work of the vibrator, and the squat plug up her tight virgin ass.

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