Message-ID: <3045eli$9708172013@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: anakha@clara.net (anakha) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: Best Of The Net: REPOST - "The Doll Factory" (Latex-fetish TG Long!) (6/6) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <5t6c56$e6t$11@eros.clara.net> ************************************************************************************ Hi, I have been downloading stuff from Usenet for some time and haven't really been putting an awful lot back so I decided it was time to repost the stuff I have. There are a number of reasons for this. Firstly it is for those who have only started using Usenet since the stories I have were originally posted, secondly for those who may simply have missed them first time round and lastly my contribution to fighting the ever increasing spam which now saturates all of the sex newsgroups. The vast majority of the stories I post will be plain bondage orientated with a few subfem & femdom ones thrown in. Anything a little stronger in terms of s&m isn't really my scene so there won't be much like that. Also please note I am NOT the author of any of the stories so the copyright notices of ALL of the original authors still apply. (Also there is nothing that I can see from the original post which says I can't repost this story. If you are the author and you do NOT want it reposted then I suggest you let me, & everyone else, know). I hope you enjoy whatever I do post. Bye for now. Anakha http://home.clara.net/anakha/index.html ************************************************************************************* From: Edwin Gay Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: TG: "The Doll Factory" (Latex-fetish TG Long!) Date: Sat, 10 Jun 95 14:59:38 -0500 Organization: Delphi (info@delphi.com email, 800-695-4005 voice) Message-ID: VANESSA'S STORY I sat on the couch sipping ice cold champagne from a long stemmed crystal goblet, knowing that in just a few, short minuets I would stroking the gleaming tanned latex that would encase the head of pretty, little Yolanda, my newest sales girl. I thought how wonderful it was going to be to when I would pull her head tightly to me, pressing her mouth more firmly against my clit. Yes, soon, she would be "working out" just fine. She had gone to work for me only a week ago, but she had worked out perfectly. I had watched her very carefully as she worked around the bridal gowns and formals upstairs, how submissive she was with the customers, how she looked at the young women that she helped dress. Oh yes, I decided, she was perfect. I remembered how excited she had been when, just after the store closed today, Cynthia and I had lead her down to the basement of the store and introduced her to the very special line of fashion we stock for very special customers. She had stood there, wide eyed, looking around her at the hundreds and hundreds of beautiful exotic and bizarre sexual costumes and almost every sex device and bondage toy that was available. Cynthia stepped behind Yolanda while I stepped up close in front. Cynthia gently took Yolanda arms and held them behind her. I smiled at Yolanda. "You know dear, I think you would look lovely dressed in some of the costumes down here don't you?. Silently Yolanda nodded "Yes". "Well Yolanda my sweet which one should I dress you in? A sexy, dominate police woman? Maybe a pretty Army Captain? A submissive harem houri? Would you like to be my french maid or maybe even a hot airline stewardess. I could even dress you as either a stunning New York whore or a Vatican Nun. But what I like best is a totally submissive latex slut. Would you like to be my latex slut Yolanda?" In her small, heavily accented Mexican voice Yolanda whispered "Yes Ma'am, please?". "Very well, from now on you will address me as "My Lady", do you understand Yolanda? "Yes My Lady". "Very good, now I am going to dress more in style for my station while Cynthia makes you pretty for me." I turned and went into my "office", already wet between my thighs! Once in my sound proof office I selected a wonderful, dominate leather outfit and slowly dressed. Once I was dressed I opened a chilled bottle of champagne, poured a glass and slowly sipped it, knowing my newest slave was waiting! YOLANDA"S STORY Cynthia smiled as she watched Vanessa close the door to her "office" and walked to the wall where a collection of latex discipline helmets hung, select a half head latex mask with a built in breather gag and smiled at me, "You must undress now! Now hurry up, we don't want to keep Lady Vanessa waiting!" God her German accent was so sexy! I looked at the images of the two women reflected in the mirrored walls. Cynthia was the very image of the polished, young, tightly tailored, business woman. I loved her tight fitting gray linen blazer suit and the contrast with the electric blue of the silk blouse and gloves was stunning. The white sheer hose and gray 4 inch high heeled pumps were the perfect! Cynthia's jewelry finished her outfit to perfection! On her right wrist she wore a gold watch with it's thin bangle band. Her earrings were jewel tone cobalt. On her right wrist Cynthia wore gold slender ID bracelet and the last of her jewelry was a slim diamond and gold ankle bracelet. Covering her own short dirty blond hair was a beautiful wig, long, straight, waist length honey blond wig. I, on the other hand, was dressed in a knee length blue denim skirt, plain white cotton blouse and flats. Cynthia looked at me and smiled, "Well love?" I slowly walked over to where Cynthia stood, holding the latex helmet and pointed behind her, "Please Miss Cynthia, could we use that one?" Cynthia turned to look and I drove the hypo deep into her creamy white neck. Cynthia let out the most delicious scream! I grabbed her as her body convulsed as the drugs overwhelmed her system. After a few seconds she went stiff. I sat Cynthia down on one of the red velvet sofa's and looked down at the starring eyes of the conscious but paralyzed young woman who sat helpless before me. I smiled at her and using the voice I had work so hard to acquire I whispered, "So, now we must get you ready for your Mistress?" I began to undress the horror stricken, absolutely helpless woman whose face, clothes, body and life I planed to take. It took me just a few minutes to pull Cynthia's blazer and skirt off. Her creamy white skin made me so horny that I could feel my cock start to press against my plain white cotton panties. Next I stripped the helpless cunt in the chair of her blouse, slip and bra. I allowed my self the luxury of allowing my fingers to gently stroke the huge, firm breasts, kneading the inch long nipples stiffly erect. Shoes, nylons, garterbelt and panties followed onto the growing pile that was all of Cynthia I would need. "You know baby, since I'm going to be handling your duties around here I think I have the perfect job for you to do. Let me help you into your new things, pretty and sexy things, the things sluts like you wear in this store." I hurried to the rear of the store and retrieved the boxes I had made sure would be delivered just before closing. I returned to Angelika and opened the first of the boxes and carefully removed a latex body suit. The latex was a perfect flawless creamy flesh tone. "I thought this would be perfect for you dear! I just know you want to wear this, don't you darling, see the pretty, totally lifelike, silver whores' pussy, the huge firm breasts, the perfect silver body of a perfect, pretend woman." I began to slip the stiff, thick, clinging satin smooth rubber onto her semi-conscious and totally helpless form. First one leg then the next. "Can you feel the smooth rubber slide onto your feet and then slowly up your legs Cynthia? See, I know just what I'm doing, your becoming my pretty silver Barbie Doll and just like a Barbie Doll your only function in life will be to model pretty, sexy clothes. "Feel the latex grips your legs so very tightly, just like skin, a beautiful silver skin!. I love working the latex up your legs, god, I can't believe how perfect your new rubber skin is. Now let's set you up, there. Now darling lets get that pathetic little pussy of yours all covered up, there!" "See how this catheter fits right into your piss hole and how lifelike and perfect your new pussy is. Now lets get your ass fixed so you can shit, there." Working slowly, enjoying the feel of the satin smooth ice cold latex, I pulled the body suit up to her waist. I began to work her fingers into the heavy clinging silver rubber. "Now darling, lets get your hands and fingers worked into their new silver latex skin. You know, I'm going to love having you helpless! There, now your hands are those of a sweet and sexy silver doll, perfect in every detail, even down to the highly polished, inch long chrome finger nails. Don't you think your new inch long nails are so pretty and sexy! "Cynthia loves girls with long nails and I think she thinks your going to make a wonderful addition to the store, right? Goodness, this latex body suit is so tight no one would ever guess that's it not your own skin!" "You know darling, I just know your going to love being a silver pseudo-girl! Now lets work the rest of your arms into their new color, there, all in!" I slowly and carefully encased Cynthia's arms in there latex prisons. I watched as her arms seemed to disappear completely. It took about ten minutes to adjust the wrinkles out of latex so her new arms and wrists looked totally natural. Once her arms were completely covered I continued to envelope her in a new latex body, the latex body of a silver sex doll! "You know darling, I am very positive about your new relationship with Lady Victoria and myself! My friends and I have worked very hard to create the new you. Now a few just a few more tugs and there, now your torso, arms and hands are tightly gloved in the flawless, gleaming, chrome rubber." As I sealed the back with instant set glue I could see that Cynthia's new body was completely hairless and has the most beautiful feminine shape I'd ever seen, there was not a seem or joint anywhere to mar the illusion of her new silver woman's body. Every detail is perfect, the huge firm breasts of latex are luscious and alluring, the inch long nipples stiff and erect. Between her silver thighs her pubic area is bare, shaved, with a well formed Vagina and a stiff, large, clitoris protruding from between silver inner cunt lips. I opened the second box and removed a heavily boned hot pink satin waist cinch. I wrapped the cinch around her waist and then shoved her over on her face. It took all my strength to fasten the cinch. "My, my sweetheart, I seem to have bought it two sizes to small, but that OK, this is the way you like it, very tight, turning your size 8 waist into a size 5 just to make men hot! Goodness, I don't know if I can fasten these hooks in the back if the front is laced all the ways closed, let me put my knee in the small of your back, there! My goodness it sure is tight! Cynthia would never wear this, she would bitch and complain that it was to tight, but not you lover." I turned her over and laid her out on the couch and smoothed hot pink silk seamed thigh high hose on. The hose were so tight and clinging. I fastened the garters between hot pink nyloned thighs. "There darling, how sweet! Now lover let get you something for your feet. Not tennis shoes like Cynthia wears, but a new pair of boots! You know how Cynthia always says she can't wear high heels, well she would sure object to these! I got these just for you, a pair of hot pink patent leather mid-thigh high boots with slender pencil thin twelve inch high spiked heels and a three inch platform. See how the boots lace tightly up the front." "Now baby, lets slip your pretty feet into them. Oh my! The toe section is solid, these are really ballet style. But it's all right, no one will ever guess just looking. Well you like that, so let's get them on and get them laced. God, it takes so long to get these boots laced. Yummy! I love making you helpless, lacing boots on you as tight as possible, making the leather skin tight, there! Your boots are all laced up nice and tight, not a single wrinkle in the leather to spoil the effect!" "Now dear, your all booted so lets get you gloved! Aren't these gloves beautiful, shoulder length hot pink kid leather! Lets see, first the right hand, all the way in, there! How do you like the steel boning in the fingers and arms? It makes the fingers so stiff that doing anything is almost impossible, and see instead of the three pearl buttons at the wrist, we have leather laces! Lets lace them nice and tight, shell we? There! Now lets tie the laces and snip off the excess lace. Opps, I seem to have tied them in a hard knot. Now the only way to get these gloves off would be to cut the laces and with your fingers helpless that would be impossible for you to do!" I took a hot pink satin G- string panty out of the box. "Cynthia said she would never wear something like this, but you like clothes that make you look like a perfect little slut, don't you? Of course you do! Let me help you on with them." "You know this G-string doesn't even start to cover your nice shaved silver pussy. Let's see, corset, hose, gloves, and G-string, very nice, very pretty. Now darling, just one last thing before I wake you up, and that's your mouth. If I don't do something about that, you'll do nothing but bitch and complain!" I picked up a steel choke pear gag covered in black velvet and inserted in Cynthia helpless mouth. In each corner of the gag was a small wing nut that adjusted the set screws that would force the pear's strong steel halves apart. In a matter of seconds I turned the screws as far as I could force them, distending Cynthia's jaws as far as possible. "There baby, that should keep you nice and quit! Now sweet, we've taken care of you saying things you shouldn't, so lets get those big beautiful eyes covered up so you don't see anything you shouldn't ether!" I took two ovals of shiny black adhesive tape and deftly covered Cynthia eyes, being very careful to smooth the tape over her eyes so that her eyes were completely sealed and the shining black tape wrinkle free. The effect of the black tape against Cynthia white skin was stunning! Next I took a small box that contained soft sound absorbent wax and I expertly pushed the wax plugs deep into Cynthia's ears with a small wooden stick I had made just for this purpose. "Now baby, we've got you where you speak and see no evil, so let's take care of the hear part." I continued packing the wax deeper and deeper into Cynthia ears until her drugged body quivered with the pain of the sound absorbent wax pushing on her eardrums. Only when I was sure that Cynthia was completely and utterly deaf did I stop packing more wax into her ears! As I opened the next box I stepped back and looked at what was left of Cynthia. Her mouth was wide open from the choke pear gag that rendered her absolutely silent, her eyes covered with the gleaming black tape and now her ears packed with wax. Yes, mute, blind, locked in silence, her beautiful creamy white skin covered with a new, flawless silver metal latex body. "Cunt, I'm not done with you yet, oh no you fucking bitch. I'm going to turn you into exactly what I've wanted for a long time, a beautiful silver doll, all silver and sexy, a helpless silver slave just like you should be. Now we need just one last thing to make you perfect. Don't you think that face of your's looks completely out of place? Well I do! If your going to be a perfect silver Barbie bitch for me, the your going to have to be all silver!" I stared at the her head lovingly, knowing exactly what I was going to do with the drugged, gagged, deaf, bound, German cunt sitting helpless in front of me. I moved around behind my drugged victim. "Goodbye Cynthia", I whispered in Cynthia wax packed, deaf ears, "Because in just a few minutes your life will be just a memory. For this second on you will be a beautiful silver doll for me to dress and pose, a perfect lover and slave." The drugs I had injected began to wear off and Cynthia tried to scream but all I could hear was a tiny final whimper that escaped her useless, helpless gagged mouth. I bent forward, reached out and took a wig head from the shelf where I had placed it last night and quickly, carefully removed the wig from the head. Then suddenly I opened the wig head. It was like some kind of chrome helmet/mask! I brutally forced Cynthia's bald head into the chrome face which I then slammed shut. There Mannique, now you truly are my pretty mannequin. As I couldn't believe that what I had wanted to do to this whore from the first second I had ever laid eyes on her was finally happening as I shoved her head into the chrome mask. Slowly and ever so carefully I started to screw the back of the chrome head closed, screwing the ice cold metal mask tighter and tighter, cruelly tightening it, forcing her face into the mold of the mask, making the chrome head literally her new face. I stopped tightening for a few seconds. Quickly, ruthlessly, I kissed the shinning, slick, chrome lips that covered what had been Cynthia's white, mute lips. Then I began to finish screwing the mask even tighter, skin tight, so tight that the bright chrome was becoming Cynthia's real face. I kept working the screws tighter and tighter, forcing her face into the mold of the beautiful shinning metal head. After screwing the chrome completely closed I kept turning the screw driver to strip the threads and seal her features forever into the blank, featureless, ageless, but inescapably female face, of a beautiful woman. Where just moments ago there had been a white woman now there was a beautiful, bald, silver mannequin, a mannequin with a perfect blank staring eyes, a wide open pouting silver mouth and a perfect shinning silver body! "There you are my beautiful silver slut, how do you like your lovely new whore's face?" I felt Cynthia try to shake her helpless head as I pulled on a heavy, beautiful, tightly curled, shoulder length, hot pink wig over the bald dome of the beautiful metal head. I stepped in front of her and began attaching and adjusting the beautiful wig. When I was happy with her I stepped aside so I could see the new silver woman I had created. "There Mannique, now you truly my pretty, perfect mannequin. I stared in disbelief at the stunning blank featured, chromed skinned woman who's pouting, sexy face stared emptily at me. I could see that once I had screwed the full head mask in place over her face and with the wigs shining hot pink cascade flowing over silver satin skinned shoulders the effect was perfect. She looked exactly like a silver Barbie Doll. The image that stared back at me from was perfect. "Yes, you're going to make an wonderful addition to the store, my beautiful Mannique. I know you can't hear me but you are my pretty, helpless, whore Mannique doll and you will look like this for the rest of your life. Now Mannique lets finish getting you dressed, I've got to get you posed as a perfect silver whore just for me!" I picked up a stun gun and walked back to where I had left my pretty new girl friend. She was right where I had left her, half slumped against the door, gasping in pain. "Get up, get up right now!" She just sat there on the floor, softly sobbing, and begging me to let her go. "If you don't get up now, I'm going to hurt you again, now get back on your feet." "Yes, please, see I'm getting up. Please don't hit me again. There! I'm so sorry I tried to run, but I'm so scared! If you just let me go I promise to never tell anyone, really..PLEASE!" "Shut up, get in the living room and sit down, NOW! MOVE! Over on the couch, in the center, that right, now sit down and shut up." She sat down on the edge of the couch, her terror filled eyes fixed on me. I walked over picked up and turned the video camera on. I zoomed in on her face and walked around to get her from all angles. "Stand up for a second dear, that right, good now sit down, very, very good." I turned the camera off, placed it on it's tripod, flipped the lens over to wide angle and turned the camera back on. I picked up one of the knives and walked over to her. "Hold your hands out in front, that right, there." I cut the ropes that bound her hands. "Now listen to me, this is a electric stun gun, it won't kill you, it will just make you wish you were dead. Now you must do exactly as I tell you, do you understand?" "Yes, please what do ...Aggggggg!!!....Oh God, Oh God!" I stepped up close to where she was slumped after talking the jolt from my stun gun. "Now dear, you must only answer my questions. I don't like your constant babbling. Do you understand?" She looked up at me with her pretty tear stained face and softly whispered. "Yes". "Good, now what is your name?". "Vanessa." No dear, your full name." "Vanessa Marie Deon." "That a very pretty name, now dear do you know what I want you to do?" "No." "I want you to take your clothes off, every last stitch, and I mean completely." She looked at me in shocked surprise. "No I won't, you can't do this to me!" I thumbed the stun gun again and again. She screamed in agony as her beautiful body arced. After a second her body relaxed, slumped, her eyes still full of pain and terror. "Now bitch, get up and strip, every last fucking thing, now! Lay your thing out on the couch, neatly, I don't want them mused. Now! Get your mother fucking clothes off! Strip!" She stood, shaky and sobbing. Slowly she began to undress. First she untied the belt and unbuttoned then removed her lush black mink coat with it's full bell sleeves and shawl collar/hood and placed it carefully on the couch. I hadn't believed my luck when I first saw her in the mall, my pretty Vanessa was dressed all in tight black leather. Everything! Boots, skirt, jacket, gloves, every stitch, was luscious, gleaming black leather. Her clothes were so very beautiful. Vanessa stood before me dressed in her tight, tight tapered mid-calf skirt that zipped all the way up the back, from hem to waist. God it was so sexy. Her matching peplum wasted jacket was gorgeous, the tight mandarin collar and the way it hugged her every curve, her wasp waist. But what I loved most was her boots, the heels must have been five inches. Her gleaming black leather boots were laced skin tight and her delicate silver spurs were the perfect touch! The only other jewelry that I could see of Vanessa's were her earrings. Silver mesh, heavy, long dangling earrings that hung down over the collar of her beautiful, dominate outfit. Her earrings were beautifully misted by the wild, sexy, mid-shoulder length golden blond tightly curled, long flowing tresses. "Well Vanessa, did you know that you look very much like a whore, all dressed in your tight, sexy and sassy black leather? Vanessa replied in a small voice, "Yes My Lady." "Are you a whore Vanessa? "No My Lady." "Then why are you dressed like this?" "I like to dress up all hot and sexy, then go shopping and then maybe out to dinner or something. I like it when guys look at me." "Well I want to see more of you, come on, get all your nice hot, sexy clothes off, right now you fucking bitch! I don't have all day." Vanessa tried to smile through her tears. Then with her slim leather gloved fingers she slid the zipper down the front of her sexy, tight peplum wasted jacket. Vanessa removed the soft, supple leather jacket and laid it carefully next to her mink. Yummy! I simply couldn't believe how perfect this slut was. Under her body hugging black leather jacket she was dressed in a black satin and lace bra, a unbelievably tight shining black satin corset trimmed in red and shoulder length black leather gloves. Around her sweet neck she wore a slender, silver studded black leather collar. "Take off your bra bitch" "Please, I don't know....." I held up the stun gun. Crying, she fumbled with the hooks in the back of the beautiful bra. Then she got the hooks undone and her huge, creamy breasts were exposed. "Now take off your skirt dear" Slowly, stumbling and off balance, Vanessa striped off her tight, tight calf length leather skirt. Under the skirt she wore cunt high seamed black sheer hose and tiny sexy black silk and lace panties. Her gleaming black leather boots encased her shapely legs to just barely below her knee. The boots laced up the back and were literally skin tight. "Now the boots bitch!" "Yes My Lady, God I'm trying." I watched as Vanessa undid the fine silver chains that held the silver spurs on the black spiked heel boots. It took her several minuets to get the boots unlaced. When she had finished she placed the boots on the floor next to the couch. I could feel myself getting very hard as I watched as she pulled off her thin, sexy shoulder length black leather gloves off and laid them next to her mink, her perfect inch long gleaming red nails so very sexy. Her satin corset, all shiny and black followed, then her panties, hose and collar. "Earrings too stupid!" Vanessa slowly took off her long dangling silver mesh earrings and placed them on the couch. "That better, now over to the cart and start getting dressed in the things I've laid out for you!" As she moved toward the cart where her beautiful bondage outfit was ready for her I noticed a tiny wisp of brown hair. "Vanessa, didn't I tell you to strip?" "Yes My Lady. I did, I'm naked, please don't hurt me." "Are you a natural blond Vanessa?" "No My Lady. I have brown hair." I gently and very, very carefully removed the wild, sexy, mid-shoulder length golden blond tightly curled, long flowing wig and placed it on the couch. I looked at the still beautiful but now brown haired woman standing naked before me and thumbed the stun gun over and over. She withered and screamed in agony as her body convulsed helplessly. I waited until her body wracking sobs quieted. "Vanessa, is there anything else your wearing? If I find out there is, I'll hurt you very, very badly!" "Oh God, No, nothing, please, PLEASE!, nothing!!! I waited a second and softened my voice. "Now Vanessa darling, I want you to get up and go over to that cart and put on the things that I've laid out for you, well cunt move!" Without a word, her eyes wide with fear, Vanessa walked over to the cart. I watched as Vanessa slowly picked up the black thigh high latex hose and slowly pulled the shining black rubber on over her creamy skin. As soon as Vanessa had the hose on she put on the matching shoulder length gloves. Now that her arms and legs were covered in the highly polished, skin tight black latex rubber Vanessa picked up one of the black patent leather seven inch skyscraper heeled pumps from the cart and began to suck gently on the sharply spiked heel. Poor Vanessa look at me and smiled, pathetically trying to make me like her, want her. "Vanessa dear, I told you to get dressed, I didn't tell you to practice giving head to shoes. ------------------------------------ This file came from Sierra Connection BBS Serving the Gender Community from Nevada 702-825-4220 8-N-1 28.8 VF (4 Nodes) Home of the Fiction Story Writing Contest Home of the Gif Beauty Contest Anakha. http://home.clara.net/anakha/index.html ******************************************************* If you want to reply to me by Email then you will need to manually amend the 'reply to' address in the header to anakha@clara.net. ****************************************************** -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /