Message-ID: <6559eli$9712191531@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: gnjal Subject: Rubber Doll Pt. 6 [MF BD Rubber] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" 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: <3.0.3.32.19971218205409.0079f990@postoffice.pacbell.net> Here's part six of Jessica's story. Comments are welcome. Visit my site for the previous chapters and more stories (with pics). Greg (gnjal) ================ Rubber Doll Pt. 6 "The Ninja Queen's Revenge" Gnjal 17 Dec 97 Diane laughed good naturedly as stood behind Jessica and brushed her tangled red mane. "Another restless night, Hon?" Diane looked into the dressing room mirror at Jessica's tired eyes and pulled the brush through her hair, smoothing out the tangles and rats nests. "Diane, I love this job, but, I have the strangest dreams..." Jessica sat at the dressing room table, inspecting her face in the light framed mirror. She didn't think she looked any different then before, but she sure felt different. Each night was now filled with visions of rubber, bondage, and sex. Every morning, she woke up in the tangled bed sheets, sweat dampened, and horny from the dreams she was eternally twisting and wriggling through, a rubber creature mired in latex, brought over and over to toe-curling dream climaxes. She looked up at Diane in the mirror, and smiled wanly. "Well, dear. I think you're doing just fine. The designers are pleased as punch with your modeling, and your dreams will settle out, just you wait and see. You're unconscious is just looking for some resolution to things, that's what dreams are for." Diane said kindly. She stroked the last tangle out of Jessica's long red hair, and sat the brush down. Jessica watched Diane as she moved over to the garment rack, and started searching through the costumes hanging there. Diane was wearing a white knit sweater over a pair of deep blue shiny spandex leggings. The sweater's bottom came to a stop just above the shining blue vee of Diane's crotch and covered the top of her ass. As Diane bent over slightly to push the hanging costumes, Jessica saw the sweater rise to show her whole firm rounded ass under the stretched spandex/lycra. The sweater's sleeves were pushed up to Diane's elbows, bunched to show her toned forearms. The leggings were pushed into a pair of soft leather snow boots of grey suede. Jessica jerked her eyes away, realizing she had been staring. She was starting to notice women in a different way now. Was she turning into a lesbian? Her dreams were filled with both women and men, but the common theme was latex and rubber. She shook her head, and wondered at herself, flashing back on the women in tight latex who had used her, twice. Those women had taken advantage of her, while she was bound in rubber; they had fucked her! Jessica felt her face flush, and felt a lump of outrage building inside of her. She had enjoyed it, but they hadn't even asked! She was trembling with anger by the time Diane pulled that day's costume from the rack and walked over to her side. "What's wrong, Jessica?" Diane peered over her reading glasses at Jessica, noticing her flushed face and clenched hands. Expelling her breath in a whoosh, Jessica splayed her fingers out flat on the surface of the makeup table, and turned to face Diane. "Nothing, just a little tense. Are you and Jim going to be around to get me out of whatever I'm wrapped up in when the designers are through?" Jessica focused her green eyes on Diane's accusingly. "Oh, don't worry about that!" Diane laughed, "Jim's actually in your session today. One of the male models canceled at the last minute, and Jim happens to be the same size as the costume the designers wanted to use." Diane grinned wickedly and held out a familiar red latex catsuit and a pair of rubber high heeled thigh boots, "And you're going in as The Ninja Queen!" Jessica's eyes widened, and she began smiling also. She stood, and flipped her long fiery hair over her shoulder. "Now, this is more like it!" Erica the Ninja Queen was back! ==================== Jessica (or rather Erica the Ninja Queen) stood crouched over her captive how was bound beneath her spread-eagled on a wooden wheel. The designers had setup a scene on the dais with the Ninja Queen and an action figure tentatively named the Hammer. Jessica giggled and her green eyes twinkled as she looked down at Jim, tied wrist and ankle to the round wooden platform beneath them. Jim was bound, naked to the waist, wearing tight black latex leggings tucked into tall, tightly laced combat boots. A wide leather belt with a huge chrome buckle in the shape of a hammer cinched his middle, marking the sharp contrast between the shining black latex of his leggings, and his tanned and toned chest. The top half of his face and his head was covered by an intricate helmet of chrome and electronics, with stylized wings worked into each side over his ears. Jessica crouched over Jim, the red catsuit molded tightly to every curve, one knee bent, black heeled and booted foot beside his left hip, the other leg spread straight out on his other side. She had one hand on his chest and the other on one of his bound wrists. The flaming red hair of her pony tail washed down over them both, as she tried to breath slow, her face inches away from Jim's. She was surprised when she had entered the studio and first seen Jim spread-eagled on the dais. His tanned chest looked oiled, the muscles rippling as he pulled against his bonds, trying to get more comfortable. The tight black latex leggings looked painted on him, and the bulge at his crotch drew her gaze like a magnet. Now she was hovering over him, Erica the Ninja Queen, flaming red hair, and dangerous red lips sneering at her captive, the Hammer. The designers were talking excitedly to each other, arguing ideas and quickly sketching down details. But their voices faded to the background, as Jessica stared down into Jim's eyes, peering from the chrome helmet's eyepieces, and felt the heat of her pussy, poised just above the rubber bulge at Jim's crotch. She giggled again, and Jim squirmed beneath her, biceps flexing as he pulled on the thick nylon ropes binding his wrists. "Now, don't laugh. I'm doing this as a favor to the designers." Jim whispered to Jessica. "They didn't have anyone else they could get on such short notice. And besides, after Diane told them I was a perfect fit for the Hammer costume, how could I say no?" Jim looked up at Jessica, seeing her green eyes flash at him from beneath the black rubber half hood topped with the crowning tiara of the Ninja Queen. "Oh, I won't laugh, Hammer!" Jessica shoulders shook, trying to contain her laughter. The designers wouldn't like it if Erica the Ninja Queen burst out in laughter right as she was 'interrogating' the Hammer. "You look quite fetching in your tight rubber, Hammer." She giggled and flipped her pony tail across his face. "Hey!" Jim wriggled under her, the rubber bulge of his crotch directly below the zipper joining the thin red latex over her suddenly moist pussy. Jessica giggled again, leaning down close, her lips just above his, the tips of her rubber covered nipples grazing his chest. Jim turned his head to the side and looked vainly up at where his wrists were roped to thick metal rings in the round wooden platform. "You're my prisoner, Hammer" Jessica hissed, and her smile turned into Erica the Ninja Queen's leer of dominance. She raked his chest with her hand, nails leaving faint red trails even though they were covered by the integral gloves of the latex catsuit. "Ah! Jessica, what are you doing?!" Jim arched his hips, struggling against his bonds, and they both gasped as his bulging rubber covered crotch pressed directly against Jessica's mound. Jessica squeezed her eyes shut with the pleasure of the contact, and slowly opened them, green eyes intent on Jim's face. "I'm not Jessica, you silly man," she hissed, letting the moment and the spirit of the Ninja Queen take her, "I'm Erica!" She plunged her lips down and smashed them against Jim's mouth in a passionate animal kiss, while grinding her pussy against the black rubber bulge of his cock. Her arms reached up to grab his bound wrists, as she pressed her body against his naked chest, nipples sensitive and screaming for attention under the tight latex covering them, pussy tingling with the pressure against it. "Jessica!" Jessica started, and half rose from Jim. The designers were staring at her, jaws dropped in amazement. "Jessica, we're through for today. And I think you two could use a breather." One of the attractive woman designers announced, "Jim, thanks for your help, I don't know what we would have done without you." She smiled almost wistfully and turned to follow the other departing designers. The studio was suddenly quiet. Jim and Jessica were alone. Jessica turned and looked down at the tied man beneath her. "Jessica, let me go, okay?" Jim said a little breathlessly. Despite himself, his cock had stiffened into a hard pole outlined clearly under the black shining rubber of his costume. His eyes stared up from the chrome helmet's visor with something almost approaching panic. Jessica stared into his eyes, and then looked down to stare at his stiff dick, almost bursting from the stretchy black rubber covering it. Her eyes flashed green, matching the dazzle of the spotlights bouncing off of the tiara on her black rubber hooded head. "You're not going anywhere, Hammer!" She hissed. "Remember all those times you were late letting me loose from my sessions?" Jessica straddled his cock, red hips pressing down, black hip booted legs on either side of Jim's. She reached up to grab his roped wrists again, lowering her face till it was just an inch above his. "Now, it's your turn, Hammer!" Jessica locked eyes with Jim as she began slowly grinding her latex covered pussy up and down his rubber covered cock, latex covered breasts pressed against his naked torso, smiling wickedly as he began moaning, and moving his hips under her. "How does that feel, Hammer? Should I stop?" Jessica deep red lips hovered above Jim's, twisted into a lustful sneer. He felt her breath on his face, and moaned again. His cock was throbbing, getting harder and harder as her rubber covered mound slipped and slid over the black rubber covering it. "No, no! Don't stop...Erica." Jim was helpless underneath this creature, Erica the Ninja Queen. She laughed, green eyes flashing, and sat up straight, putting both her gloved hands on his chest. Jessica began pinching his nipples as she continued grinding her pussy against his bulge. Her pussy was tingling and wet, clit hard from Jim's rubber wrapped cock sliding against it. "Oh, I won't, Hammer" she sneered, "I going to make you pay for making me wait all those times!" She squeezed his nipples hard between her latex covered fingers, and laughed again as he gasped and writhed beneath her gyrating pelvis. "Jess...Erica, there's so much to get done," Jim gasped out, hardly able to speak because of the intense pleasure Jessica's sliding motions were giving him. He pulled against the ropes holding his booted ankles and wrists and leaned his head back, eyes shut, his cock feeling like a steel rod, but pulsing with energy and pleasure, stretching the rubber crotch of his costume into a shining black bar. "I'm sorry!" he finally stammered out, overcome by the fact the he was the captive of Erica the Ninja Queen. "Oh, you will be, Jim, you will be sorry!" Jessica abruptly stopped grinding her hips and stood up, towering over the spread-eagled Jim, looking imposing in the red catsuit and black heeled hip boots. She carefully stepped forward and put a heeled foot next to Jim's helmeted head, then the other foot, until she was standing over his face, staring down at him, gloved hands on her hips, smiling evilly at his predicament. "Are you ready to start paying me back, Hammer?" Jessica challenged. "What? I don't know what you mean, Jess...Erica." Jim pulled uselessly at his bonds once more, staring up at Jessica with wide eyes. Jessica reached down a gloved hand and grabbed the crotch zipper of her catsuit. Smiling as she pulled the tab, she rotated her hips as the red latex of the catsuit split open to reveal her pussy lips, slick with sweat and her own excitement. Jessica reached one gloved hand down and began caressing her pussy, red latex covered fingers pulling at the lips, and then plunging into her cunt. She moaned and threw back her head, red pony tail bouncing at her ass, as she moved her hips against her hand. It felt so good! Jim stared up at her, mouth gaping, as she reached her other hand up to pinch one of her nipples through the rubber of the catsuit. His dick pushed out against the black rubber trapping it, pulsing in response to Jessica's erotic abandon. Jessica, opened her eyes, and turned to look down at Jim's face, directly underneath her dripping pussy. She leered at him, and slowly sucked the fingers of the hand that had been working her pussy. "What do you want me to do, Erica?" Jim asked nervously. "Shut up, that's what I want you to do, Hammer!" Jessica said forcefully, and crouched down over Jim's head, pussy lips just above Jim's mouth. "Now, suck you miserable toad!" She pressed her pussy down against his lips, and grabbed the back of his helmeted head with both gloved hands. Jim was startled, but quickly recovered, pushing out his tongue to slide between Jessica's pussy lips, lips sucking at her as he moved his tongue in, out, and around her hot cunt. Jessica gasped, and smiled with satisfaction, pulling his face even tighter against her pussy, sinking down, her booted knees on either side of his head. "Yes, that's it, Hammer. Lick it!" She hissed, grinding her hips against his face. Jim tried to suck in a breath as Jessica squeezed her rubber hip booted legs against his head, sealing his mouth and nose with her pussy and her red catsuited thighs. "Come on, Hammer. Don't disappoint me!" She yelled, and yanked his head even harder between her legs. Jim licked for everything he was worth, as Jessica's pussy juices slicked his mouth and chin. She began bucking on him, and screamed, rubber covered ass bouncing against his chest as an orgasm rippled through her cunt. The strong waves of the climax ripped through her, making her gasp with the intensity. She continued bucking her pussy against his face, as the orgasm ebbed. Jim took a long shaky breath as Jessica released her grip and sat on his chest, legs splayed to either side of his head. "Good start, Hammer. You may make this up to me after all..." She bit her lip and pulled her legs back, sliding down his chest in a sinuous wriggled of red rubber, moving till her face was above the bulge of his cock. She looked up at him, green eyes dancing in the deep black rubber of the half hood, and ran one finger, nail blunted by the covering red latex, along the length of his dick, stiff under the black rubber. "Now, what should we do about this, Hammer?" She leered up at him, and suddenly gripped his cock through the shining black rubber, "Do you want me to do something with this, Hammer?" She hissed, and began pulling his dick through the rubber, her other hand reaching between his legs to squeeze his balls through the leggings. Jim sucked in his breath at her touch, and jerked as she began yanking at his dick more forcefully. He didn't know how much more of this he could take! Jessica leaned down and opened her mouth, red lips descending slowly to engulf the black rubber covered head of his dick. Her tongue slid around it, as she bit down with her teeth. "Ah, aahh!" Jim moaned. His dick felt like it was going to explode! "Hang on, Hammer!" Jessica yelled at him, "You are NOT to cum yet!" She stopped her sucking and squeezing and reached up to begin unbuckling the wide leather belt of his costume. "You still owe me, Hammer. And I'm not through with you!" She yanked the belt from around his waist, and reached both red gloved hands to grab the top of his tight black rubber leggings. "Now, let's get serious..." she hissed, and pulled down the top of the leggings, hooking the rubber waistband up under his balls, exposing his purple and straining cock. "Ah, now that's what I want!" She looked up at Jim, waiting for him to look down into her eyes, and then licked her dangerously red lips. Grabbing his cock and balls in her gloved hands, holding the shaft straight up, she slowly lowered her lips to its tip, and began sliding it into her mouth, green eyes locked on Jim's challengingly. Jim threw his had back with a moan, as Jessica's lips slid down his shaft and she squeezed his balls with her gloved fingers. She began pumping his dick in and out of her mouth, tongue swirling around it's straining head on the up stroke, lips sucking, leaving a trail of red lipstick on it. Jim's shuddered with the intense pleasure thrumming through his cock, and jerked against the thick white nylon ropes holding him spread-eagle underneath Jessica. Jessica continued sucking on his dick, working his balls and shaft with her hands until she sensed he was about to cum. Then she pulled his cock out of her mouth with a sucking sound, and held it tightly in both her fists. "No, Hammer, you can't cum yet. I'm going to fuck you first." She said matter of factly. Moving up his legs, she turned till her red latex covered ass was pointed at his face, and slowly moved it down his belly and pelvis, till his hard cock head, shining and slick with her spit, pressed against the lips of her hot pussy. Turning around, flipping her pony tail across his face like a whip, she laughed, and plunged down onto him, hand clasped tightly at the base of his cock, shoving it up inside her wet cunt, with one long, wet, sliding, intense push. Jim gasped, and pushed his hips up against her as she began riding him, ass bouncing up and down. She swung her head back and forth, her pony tail swishing side to side, biting her lower lip, hands squeezing her own tits, tweaking her hard nipples where they visible through the thin red latex. "Come on, Hammer! You can do better then that!" She hissed, and began slamming her butt up and down on his straining cock, making him grunt with the intense pleasure of her wet hot pussy walls squeezing his cock. Jessica reached her hands behind her and put them on his chest, bracing herself as she bucked up and down on his dick like some demented red rubber pony. "Yes, Yes, that's it, Hammer, fuck my pussy!" She screamed as she felt the rippling waves of a strong climax start in her pussy and spread out across her body, making her shudder, teeth clenched, eyes shut, her head thrown back so that her fiery hair covered Jim's contorting face, her toes curling inside the black rubber hip boots. Jessica held herself in shaking stillness, as her cunt contracted rhythmically around Jim's pulsing cock, caught in the throes of the intense orgasm, her pussy lips wrapped around the base of his shaft, the dick head deep within her, rubber gloved hands clawing behind her at Jim's chest. She let out an explosion of breath, and leaned back against him as the final waves of orgasm washed through her. Jim's chest shone with sweat, and he panted with the need to cum. His cock was twitching and throbbing, and Jessica's pussy slowly stopped it's orgasmic squeezing. He looked around wildly as Jessica pulled herself off of his dick with a sucking plop and kneeled at his side. "Please, Erica, please..." he implored her in a lust roughened voice. Jessica smiled, "I thought I told you to shut up, Hammer..." she smiled and reached up a gloved hand to cover his mouth and nose. Jim struggled for breath as Jessica grabbed his shaft in the other hand, and turned her wicked green eyes to look at him mockingly. She slowly stuck out her tongue and licked his cock one long stroke, from the base to the tip. Jim yelled under her hand, and felt himself explode, the hot cum streaming out from his dick, as it jerked and shuddered against her lips. Jessica continued to stare at him, and began laughing as the cum streaked his chest and her cheek. Jim yelled again, gasping under the tight grip of her other hand around his shaft, and thrashed with one of the most intense orgasms he had ever felt. Jessica lick the cum off the side of her mouth, and wriggled her red catsuited body up ontop of his. Folding her arms on his chest and leaning her chin on them. Green eyes shaded by half lowered lids, a satisfied smile twisting her lips, Jessica let out a contented sigh. When Jim's breathing finally returned to normal, Jessica stood up, and grabbed the zipper at her crotch. Pushing in her engorged lips with one hand, she slowly zipped the catsuit up, till her pussy was once again covered in tight red latex. Jim watched with awestruck eyes, not knowing what to say. "Well, Hammer, thanks for the little payback session." Jessica sneered and stepped down from the dais. "Jess...Erica?! Where are you going, let me out of here!" Jim struggled realizing he was still tied tightly to the wooden wheel under him. "Oh, I think someone else can do that, Hammer..." Jessica laughed, "But I must admit I would like to see Diane's face, when you try to explain why you have cum splashed all over you." She glanced down at were Jim's softening dick poked from the black rubber crotch of his costume, and laughed again. "Thanks again, Hammer!" and with a graceful turn, Erica the Ninja Queen strode out of the studio, turning off all the lights, except those spotting the dais, heels tapping out a diminishing staccato. Jim struggled against the ropes, and finally slumped, defeated. 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