Here’s the latest of my
hypno-sessions with Mistress Lola. As always,
Mistress Lola’s words are
in italics, mine are in bold face, and my
editorial comments are in
this san serif face. Words in [brackets]
are actions, and hypnotic
triggers are underlined.
[SissyDani
curtseys]
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Good
Morning, Mistress
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Good
morning, Sissified Sweetheart
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And how are
you today?
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Very
happy...
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I can spend this morning with you!
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Excellent
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What better
weekend could a sissy ask for?
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I can't
imagine
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Now then,
what sort of mood are you in this morning, dear?
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This might
give you a clue
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Hypnotized
and latexfied?
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I think
so...not sure how exactly we get there, but yes
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Hmmm
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I think I
may have an idea
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Your ideas
are always the best
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Aww, Good
Girl
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I think I
need a name change for this
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But to
what, dear?
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[ SissyDani is now known as FetishDani]
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Ahh, I see
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Yes, I
think I have the perfect scenario in mind
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Ready when
you are
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But tell
me...do you want to go from full male to latex sissy, or
from sissy to latex sissy?
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Sissy to
latex sissy, I think...
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Excellent,
that's all I needed
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Now then
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Sit back
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Relax
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Take a deep
breath in and out
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and let
yourself feel...
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Nice
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Nice
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Nice
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Nice
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Nice
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Nice
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Nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
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nice
For the twenty-second time, this repetition sent me into a
blissful
trance state, ready to follow Mistress Lola’s thoughts into a
new
experience...
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Nice
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and deep
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and
obedient
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So docile
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So
compliant
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Ready to
just relax
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and let go
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and allow
your thoughts
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to be
altered
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Your
perceptions
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to be
rearranged
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by my words
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We're going
to take a trip now
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A trip
through realities
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A trip to a
place you have seen in your mind
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So many
times
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One you
have helped create and explore
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We are
going to go
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to the
offices of Lola Venus
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The fashion
magazine ran by Lola Venus
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Your boss
and Mistress
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The fashion
office
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where you
work as a full time sissy servant
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to your
boss and Mistress
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Picture
yourself now
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at your
desk
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With your
computer on
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And your
telephone to the side
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And tell me
what you see
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I am in my
pink fitted suit
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with a
short tight skirt
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and
matching pink heels
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Excellent
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I am
catching up on transcribing
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Mistress's
dictation
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Listening
to Mistress' words
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and writing
them all down
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like the
gospel of a Goddess
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But listen
now
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to the
sound of the telephone as it rings
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Ring ring
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Ring ring
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Feel your
hand reach out to pick up the receiver
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"Hello,
Mistress Lola Venus's office"
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Feel the
cold hard plastic at your ear
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As the
words of your Mistress flow out
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"Dani
darling, please come to my office at once"
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"Yes,
Mistress, immediately"
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I hang up
the phone, rise from my desk and mince to
her door.
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I stop and
knock before entering
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Like a good
sissy should
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Hear from
the other side the word
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"Enter"
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I open the
door, take one step inside and curtsey
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See your
Mistress at her desk
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In her
beautiful black tight-fitting business suit
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The very
epitome of professional wear
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And listen
as she invites you to take a seat
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"How
may I serve you, Mistress?" I say as I sit
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Watch as
she stands, her hands behind her back, walking
behind you
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Hear the
sexy click-clack of her heels on the hard floor behind
you as she
paces up and down
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up
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and down
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and up
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and down
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That
clicky-clacky noise so clear in your ears
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As clear as
her voice as it says
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"Dani
darling, I have a very special task that I believe only
you can
perform."
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"This
is a bit of a confidential task, so I require absolute
discretion
on your part, is that clear?"
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"Of
course, Mistress..."
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Click-clack,
click-clack, click-clack
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"You
are of course aware of my business empire, Dani?"
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"Oh,
yes, Mistress...it is wide-spread"
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The
repetitive sound of her heels is mesmerizing
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"Exactly.
Lola Venus the magazine is just one small part of a
mighty
corporate network that I control."
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"I
know...I have seen some of it in your memos and letters:
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"There's
the Lola Venus fashion line, of course, and the Lola Venus
range of
cosmetics. And we're also in talks to eventually launch
Lola Venus
the television network."
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Click-clack,
click-clack, click-clack
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"As
well as a host of organisations that I own in a more subtle fashion."
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Click-clack,
click-clack, click-clack
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"That
sounds exciting," I say, as I seem to drift into trance
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Such a
steady beat, so easy to listen to
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"However,
these are only my more...public enterprises, shall we say."
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" I
understand," I murmur
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"One
cannot build an empire overnight, and one cannot always build
a fortune
through traditional methods."
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"There
are parts of my business empire that the public is, perhaps,
not yet
ready for."
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Click-clack,
click-clack, click-clack...
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Her words
seep into my mind...
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"Parts
that perhaps cater only to a...specific clientele..."
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Click-clack,
click-clack, click...clack....click....clack...
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Now deep in
trance, I can only silently nod
I’ve mentioned this before, but “trance within trance” is a very
deep
experience, almost like
dreaming about dreaming...
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Her pacing
starting to slow, her clicking slowing the beat, slowing
the
rhythm...slowing your thoughts...
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My mind
slows to a stop, waiting for her thoughts to become mine
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"And
that is why I need full confidentiality, darling. You will be a Good Girl
and keep my
little secrets, won't you?"
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Click......clack......
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"Yes,
Mistress...." In trance, there can be no other answer
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And a
frisson of pleasure passes through me with that
obedience
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"That's
my Good Girl"
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Feel her
soft but firm hands on your shoulders now, her warm
bosom on
the back of your head, her words coming from above
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The words
surround me, envelop me
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"Dani,
I am the owner of the Latex Palace, a long-standing fetish
club hidden
away in the backstreets of this town."
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"Have
you ever heard of it?"
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"I
have heard...rumors, Mistress"
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She snorts
a laugh. "I should have known someone in your circles
would have
heard of it."
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"There
are sissies who visit it often, I am told"
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"Well
Dani, the rumours are true. And yes, it is a haven for sissies
as well as
real women who enjoy a bit of a kinky night out."
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"Though
I don't get to visit often myself anymore, it is a regular
source of
income and I have a soft spot for the place, so I am always
keen to
keep an eye on it."
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"Now
you may be wondering what this has to do with you..."
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I nod again
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"Well
stop wondering, you silly sissy, you're meant to be mesmerised
and mindless right now"
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She laughs
that charming laugh of hers
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With the
word "mindless," I feel my thoughts fade into
nothingness.
My mind is a blank slate, awaiting her thoughts
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"Now
listen carefully, Dani. One of the gurls who's a regular at the
Latex
Palace has come down with a rather nasty bug, which means
we're shortstaffed tonight. I was only told
an hour ago and it's
rather
short notice to get anyone in time."
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I stare
blankly, her words filling my head
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"But
then I thought, I have a submissive and sexy little sissy
right here
in this office. And since I know you'll do absolutely
anything I say, I thought you might help me out of my rather
unfortunate
situation."
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"Anything
you say, Mistress...." I murmur
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"Wonderful.
I knew I could count on you"
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Her
compliment thrills and arouses me
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I want to
please her
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I crave to
please her
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"Now
then Dani darling, we will need to get you into something
more suitable."
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"More
suitable...yes, Mistress..."
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"These
clothes, as lovely as they are....and I know they are lovely,
they come
from my fashion line...are a bit too conservative for
what I need
from you."
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I look down
at my attire...yes, not suitable at all
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She pets
your head like a girl with her puppy. "Up you get, poppet.
Time to get
changed."
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I rise like
a puppet...and stand awaiting further commands
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"First,
strip. But be sure to take proper care of your clothes, dear"
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I carefully
remove my jacket, folding it neatly over the
back of the
chair.
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Then I
wiggle out of my tight skirt, step out of it, and
fold it
neatly as well.
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My pale
pink blouse is next...and then I kick off my
pink pumps.
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I am down
to just my frilly pink undies.
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I look to
Mistress. "These as well, Mistress?"
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"Even
those, Dani. They will not be necessary"
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Reluctantly,
for I love my frillies, I remove my camisole,
my bra and
my panties.
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My tiny
titties, no longer padded by the bra, reveal their
stiff little nipples.
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My
sissy-cock is hard and stiff as well.
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I stand at
attention, fully revealed to my Mistress
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"Yes,
that should do just fine."
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[FetishDani
smiles]
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She walks
back to her desk and reaches beneath it, pulling out
a black
leather attache. She places it on the desk in front of you
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"Open
it, Dani"
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Obediently,
I open the case...inside is a mass of shiny pink
and black latex
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"This
will be your uniform for tonight. Try it on...I want to make
sure it
fits properly."
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"My
regular gurl is about your size, but it's always best to check"
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I have
never worn latex before and I am not certain how to
proceed.
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I pick up
the pink body suit and unzip it.
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"Hmm?
I sense hesitation, Dani Darling. Is there something you
require?"
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"Mistress,
it all seems very tight and sticky...is there some
way to make
it slide on more smoothly?"
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"I
fear you'll have to suck up the tightness and stickiness if you're
going to
perform at the club tonight."
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"But I
suppose we could always try removing some of your body's
friction"
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I look at
her quizzically
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She reaches
into a desk drawer and pulls out a big bottle of lotion
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"Try
rubbing some of this on your skin. It should help the latex slide on"
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I take the
bottle and apply some to my arms and torso.
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As I wrap
the bodysuit around me, I feel that it is going
on more easily
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though it
is still very tight.
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I see that
the suit has built-in boobs, so that I will have a
nice figure
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"Oh
my, did I hear a squeak? I do hope I won't be having to worry
about you
squeaking, dear"
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There seems
to be no way to avoid it, as the little sounds
continue as
I move
"Dear
dear, it's both pathetic and adorable. Just like the sissy inside
the
suit."
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The suit
has built-in garters...
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and I find
a pair of black latex stockings, even tighter and shinier
than the suit.
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I sit and
pull them carefully up my legs and attach the garters,
to hold
them taut.
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A matching
pair of gloves are also there.
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"Mistress,
will you assist me in putting on the gloves?" I ask,
hesitantly
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"I
think I can help with that."
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She smiles
and squirts some of the lotion onto her hands, rubbing them
together
before sliding them up and down your arms
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I extend my
arms, one at a time,
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Such a
cool, soft lotion, so nice on the skin
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As she lays
it on
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up
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and down
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and up
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and down
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your arms
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The motion
on my arms seems to transmit to my
sissy-cock...
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there's a
noticeable bulge in the crotch of the bodysuit
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Your
Mistress notices and tuts playfully
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"Honestly
Dani, you're just going to make it even tighter
down
there"
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[FetishDani
blushes]
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"It
seems I can't help it, Mistress"
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I extend my
arms again so Mistress can slide the gloves on
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Mistress
picks up one of the black gloves, pulling at it to show how
stretchy it
is, then slides it over your hands
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The latex
is tight, restricting the movement of my fingers
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Feel the
latex coating your fingers as she pulls it over your hands,
running it
over your wrists and along your elbow
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It is like
a second skin
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A
glimmering black skin over my own
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And now
feel your other hand
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being
slowly coated as the glove is pulled over your fingers,
your palm...
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Over your
elbows and almost right up to the shoulder
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It seems to
flow up my arm
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A tight,
latex glove on your arm
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I look in
the case and see the final touch...
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A pair of
pink patent pumps...with seven inch heels and
one-inch platforms
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as shiny as
the latex.
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I sit and
slide them on my feet.
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I stand and
totter for a moment as I regain my balance.
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I look in
the full-length mirror on Mistress's wall
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Mistress
stands behind you, her hands firmly on your bare shoulders,
a broad
smile on her face
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With my
mesmerized blank gaze, I am a picture of fetishized sex
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"Well
I don't know about you, sweetie, but I think you'll knock them dead"
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My
sissy-cock rises once more...aroused both by Mistress's words
and my appearance
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"Just
be careful you don't cut off the circulation, dear. That outfit is
rather
tight"
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The
constriction is thrilling...like bondage I can move in
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I stand
motionless, my mind still empty...I await instructions
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"So
sweetie, are you ready to tantalise and scandalise tonight?"
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"Yes,
Mistress"
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Your
Mistress kisses your neck
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"Good
Girl"
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But then
she frowns, little lines running across her forehead
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"But
then, do we need a good girl tonight? Or would our guests prefer
a bad
girl?"
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Mind empty,
I have no reply. I will be what Mistress wishes
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She leans
in close, whispering in your ear
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"Dani...sweetie...what
does the latex do to you?"
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"I
want you to open your mind, Dani"
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"Open
your mind to your clothes."
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"After
all, the clothes make the woman"
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"I
want you to open yourself to the latex, to listen to it, allow it to
take
control"
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"That
tight, hot, sexy latex..."
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"Let
it flow into your mind and influence your thoughts, your desires,
your
personality"
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"I
feel hot...I feel sexy...the latex makes me wanton, slutty,
eager to please..."
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"I am
a rubber doll...a sex toy...a thing for all to use for
their
pleasure”
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"Good
girl...let it out...let the latex coat your mind as it has coated
your
body"
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"Let
it possess you, control you, make you its puppet, its doll,
its
mouthpiece"
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"I am
Fetish Dani...the latex controls me...impels me to be
open and
wild..."
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"Fetish
Dani...hmmm"
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"It
has a charm, but I think our guests would prefer something
more...provocative."
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"Tonight
when you perform and serve, it shall be as Latexia,
the Latex
Slut"
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Immediately,
my mind takes in her words...I am changed
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[FetishDani
is now known as Latexia]
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"Latexia
is ready to serve, Mistress Lola...."
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"Excellent,
slut"
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"Now
show me how you intend to entertain my guests tonight"
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I wriggle
with pleasure at being called a slut.
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She
click-clacks back to her desk, sitting in her chair, her legs on
the desk
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"Put
on a show"
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I wiggle my
way to the center of the room...
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Hearing an
unheard tune, my body writhes and gyrates
to the
erotic rhythm
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My hands
slide up and down my slick, shiny body
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caressing
my tits, my ass
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One black
latex covered hand rubs my crotch
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as my
sissy-cock reacts with a twitch
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I open my
red lips and suck on my shiny black fingers
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and my hips
rock in an erotic movement of their own
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My lips in
an open "O", my tongue flicks out,
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eager to
perform a service for my Mistress
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I move to
her, my body undulating as I do
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My shiny
black hands gently spread her legs apart
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and I begin
to caress her pantied crotch
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"Ohhh..."
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I gasp as I
realize Mistress is wearing latex panties
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"How
very naughty, you latex slut. Look what you did"
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"I
hope I have pleased you, aroused you," I say, breathily
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"I am
certainly pleased, Latexia. As I hope our guests shall be"
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I lean in,
my hot breath blowing on her latex-covered sex
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"Should
I continue?"
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"Not
yet, Latexia."
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Mistress
puts a finger to your mouth
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"I
think perhaps there is something I can do to make this better
for both of
us"
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She holds
her fingers next to one of your ears, ready to snap, and
her mouth next to the other
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"Sleep"
*SNAP*
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And like
that, you are out like a light
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Deep, deep
in trance...
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I am like a
doll whose switch has been thrown to off
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When you
next open your eyes, so heavy and fluttery, you see a
vision in
front of you
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Your
Mistress dressed in a red latex leotard, long black latex gloves,
big thigh-high latex boots
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A Goddess
in latex
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"Latex
Goddess...." I murmur
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"Does
this turn you on, you little latex slut?"
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"Oh,
yes....I long to feel our latex bodies glide against each
other...."
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Your
Mistress smiles, and beckons her slut to come to her
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I snake my
way to you
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sensuously
writhing and undulating as I do
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Every step
rubbing the latex against your skin
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I feel as
if the latex is becoming part of me
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No longer a
covering...but my own skin
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As your
Mistress runs a latex finger around your latex-covered
nipples, it
feels as if she is directly touching them
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Yet the
sensation is ten times more erotic than it has ever felt before
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I tingle at
the touch...latex to latex...I didn't think my nipples
could get
harder...but they do
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"Hmm...maybe
I won't bring Dani back..."
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"Maybe
I'll leave you as Latexia the latex slut forever, and have you perform
permanently at the Latex Palace"
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I breathe
heavily, and say, "Yeeessssss"
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I reach out
and caress your latex-clad form
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I moan
softly as you touch
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"Let
me be your latex slut from now on
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"You'd
have to forget your family and friends, and all your former l
ife
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"Ready
to be on call 24 hours a day, 7 days a week to please me"
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"I...am...ready..."
I respond, deep sexy breaths between each
word
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"I...am...Latexia..."
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"I...will...be...Latexia...."
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"Forever...."
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"Then
let that liquid latex covering your mind harden and solidify.
From now
on, you shall only be Latexia"
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And at
that, it takes hold
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All former
memories vanish
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All former
relatives and friendships forgotten
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Your life
started only moments ago, as far as you remember
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Because you
are Latexia
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Only
Latexia
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"...Latexia...."
I collapse
onto the chair in orgasmic delight, as the mind-latex
takes control
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And when I
count to 3
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You are
going to wake up as Latexia
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With the
latex as your skin
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and the
memory in your mind
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as you wake
up in 1
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2
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3
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Welcome
back, Latexia
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I awaken
and smile
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"Back,
Mistress? Have I been somewhere?"
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"Don't
think about where you've been, dear, but where you're
going to"
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"After
all, the Latex Palace opens in just a few short hours"
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"And
we do need you to put on your performance"
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"Ooooh...I
cannot wait"
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"Will
there be lots of sexy ladies for me to entertain and serve?"
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"More
than you can handle, Latexia. You will certainly be kept on
your toes"
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"And
of course you will have competition from the other latex sissy
sluts performing tonight"
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"But I
will be the best," I answer, my body wriggling at the
thought of
all those lovely women yearning for me
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"Because
I am *your* latex slut, Mistress
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"You'd
better be. I expect big things from my personal latex tart"
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Latexia
sighs with pleasure
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"I
will have them lined up to experience me"
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Your
Mistress touches your back, leaving pockets of pure pleasure
with each
poke
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"And
of course relishing every little touch"
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"Always....to
give pleasure is to receive pleasure..."
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"And I
am soooooo good at giving pleasure...."
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"It is
all I exist for...
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"Such
a lucky slut. So few people know their reason for existence"
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"You
should be glad that you will never need to worry about that
again."
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"What
other purpose could I have? You have made me for this...."
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"Exactly.
And I expect you to pull in lots of money for Mistress tonight"
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"Naturally,
Mistress..."
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"Whatever
I earn is yours...because all I need is the pleasure...."
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"You
realise this really will mean you're a slutty latex whore?"
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"What
else would I be?
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Mistress
smiles. "And what are you?"
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"I am
Mistress Lola's latex slut, Latexia, her obedient fetish whore...
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"Wonderful"
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And Latexia
did indeed perform at the Latex Palace that night
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and every
night after that
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And her
days were spent pleasuring her Mistress with latex love
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But as for
you, dear, it is time to return to your reality
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To wake up
and be restored to your original self
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Although
still feeling the latex on your skin
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Still feeling
hot and sticky and sexy
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As you
awaken in 1
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2
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3
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And there
we go
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[Latexia is
now known as FetishDani]
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Wow! What a
thrill that was...
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My only
regret is that I didn't get to bring you
to orgasm
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Oh believe
me, Dani darling, I felt a great degree of pleasure from that
little fantasy
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Is latex a
fetish of yours?
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Not
particularly, but seeing how it affected you, and being able to
pull off a
transformation into Latexia...
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That was
the thrill for me
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I've never
actually worn latex...but I love looking at it on a
beautiful
female form...
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whether
real or a feminized man
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It can be a
rather unpleasant thing to wear in reality
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But those
who can pull it off do look rather enticing
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I
imagine...you have to really find it erotic
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Well, I
should sign off...I have things to do this afternoon
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including
lunch
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Indeed dear,
and I shall continue my Sunday
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Thank you
for bringing some sunshine to an otherwise gray day
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Enjoy it,
Mistress
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But before
you go...
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Have a
treat, Sissy
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Mmmmmmm.....a
nice tasty prelude to lunch
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Thought
you'd like it
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When will I
stop feeling the latex?
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Will
I stop feeling it?
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Hmm
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A good
question
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It will
fade in time, as all hypno suggestions do. Let's say it shall last
another
hour
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Good
afternoon, Mistress
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Be well,
slut
It was indeed another hour before the feeling of being encased
in
latex faded. A delightful hour.
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Trance-Script #22
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