Message-ID: <36510asstr$1021522204@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: "JeansWeb_UK" X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2600.0000 X-Original-Message-ID: <0mCE8.11209$Ay2.2806074@monolith.news.easynet.net> NNTP-Posting-Date: Thu, 16 May 2002 00:40:44 BST X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 16 May 2002 00:12:08 +0100 Subject: {ASSM} (RP) Louise's New House Part 3 (F, Rubber, bond, solo) Date: Thu, 16 May 2002 00:10:04 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, kelly I'm looking to find out if people still want to discover what happens to Louise in this story. I've got some great ideas (from my odd point of view) and If the response is good then I'll write some more. If you want to tell the author what you think - both good AND bad; jeansweb_uk@yahoo.co.uk is the address. NOTICE: This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity. If you are under the age of 18 or are offended by such material, DO NOT READ FURTHER. This is a work of fantasy and is not meant to condone the belief in the weird nor is it meant to encourage unsafe sex. Remember that safe sex is the stuff that includes some sort of latex. This story is copyright 2001 by JeansWeb_UK. All characters and events are fictitious. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CHAPTER 3 Louise spent over half an hour in the shower thinking about her experiences the previous day. Her somewhat conservative upbringing made her feel slightly ashamed at her complete abandon with the perverted apparel, but she was also excited at the way she had behaved. She justified her actions by telling herself that she had hurt nobody, had made the decisions about what to do by herself and that no-one would ever need to know her secret. She also wanted to desperately go back down into the debauched room. All day at work she could think of nothing else but what she had done in her under-house playroom and knew that as soon as she got home she would have to pay a visit to the room again. During her mid-morning break she sat drinking her coffee and wished she had worn the dildo panties to work. During lunch she went to the restroom and while rubbing her clit imagined herself on the bizarre vibrating saddle machine. All afternoon she wondered just what other kinky devices the room held. She almost ran to the car park once she had finished work. Back home she decided she needed a plan of action before she embarked on another visit to the room. Louise prepared an evening meal of salad and cheese - something light - and headed for her room to begin her evening. First she discarded all her clothes then grabbed the dildo panties. Next she took out a large tube of lubricant she had bought during her lunch hour. Third, she went to the toilet and expelled as much out of her bowels as possible. Once done, Louise approached the hole in the wall she had made the previous day and entered what she now knew to be the elevator. Sure enough, the moulded seat with it's straps was there; she was ready this time. Before sitting down in the 'chair' she liberally applied some of the lubricating jelly to the rubber upright and then some to her moistening labia. On sitting down she manoeuvred herself into a comfortable position with her vaginal lips parted around the soft shaft of the seat. This allowed her clitoris to lightly press against it. "Here goes!", thought Louise as she grabbed the straps and pushed them into position at the top of the shaft. She felt the expected whine of the electric motors as the elevator began to move and the straps around her thighs began to tighten. Because of the lubricant, the soft shaft spread her pussy lips further apart and the hood of her clit gently lifted to allow the now insistent vibrations to be transmitted directly to her most sensitive spot. After a minute or so of this intense stimulation, Louise was astoundingly horny but was desperately staving off an orgasm in preparation for the events which lay ahead in the room. At last the elevator stopped its descent and the straps across her lap fell away. By this time, Louise was breathing heavily - not only from the vibrations of the seat, but also from the machinations of her mind, imagining what kinky adventure she might embark upon tonight. Upon opening the door to 'her room' she was once again greeted by the dim, concealed lighting and she walked straight up to the closet where she knew there must be all sorts of exciting clothing to experiment with. Louise opened the door and started to select her outfit for tonight. First came a pair of red latex stockings, then a matching pair or red high heeled shoes. After a moments thought she also selected a red rubber garter belt (she had decided to leave her pussy bare since she liked the thought of being clothed but free at her most sensitive spot). A red latex bra came next and after a further look upon the shelves of the closet she picked up a soft leather collar to set off her skimpy outfit perfectly. Louise donned the garter belt and pulled the latex stockings up her legs. They seemed to slide up her legs easily and she made a mental note to buy some talc for future use. Once clipped to her garter, she added the shoes and slipped the bra over her head, revelling in the feeling of compression that the rubber gave her. The collar was the final item she adorned herself with and she gazed at herself in the full length mirror next to the closet. She was still amazed with her new-look pussy - she had shaved it completely of hair and loved the image of her swollen and damp lips being seen so clearly in the reflection of herself half-encased in rubber. Now suitably clothed, Louise decided to explore a little further around the room without jumping onto the first item of pleasure she came across, so to speak. The first thing she looked at was a set of shelves, upon which were all sorts of sex toys; vibrating dildos, inflatable dildos, butt-plugs, ben-wa balls, nipple clamps, you name it, it was there. The next set of shelves contained masks of all shapes and sorts; some full-face, some just 'Batman-like' thin latex half-face, some with built-in ball gags and some gags were simply inflatable balls designed to fill the recipients' mouth. Moving past the shelves of pervy gear, Louise moved on to the various type of larger equipment in the room. The first thing she came across was a kind of vaulting horse with a two dildos protruding upwards, one at a slight angle. They were obviously for both holes, one being somewhat smaller than the other. The odd thing about the front phallus was that it had a kind of circular cup around it's base and the other noticeable thing was the tube connected to the rear dildo which led to a small hand pump. Without going any further, Louise decided to try this one out. She mounted the horse and after lubricating and positioning the rubber intruders correctly, gently eased herself down onto the two dildos. They filled her nicely and she began to rock back and forth on the two cocks. As her excitement started to grow she remembered the pump attached to the butt dildo and gave it a few experimental squeezes. Her rectum filled in response to her hand and she soon found that she was feeling very full. So full in fact that she was unable to lift herself off the device, and to her horror she realised that the pump had no deflation valve. She decided that she would simply have to pull the tube from the pump to let the air out of the dildo when she was finished, so was not too worried. She began to get worried when the front phallus began to hum and not so much vibrate, but to pulse with waves going from the head of the dildo to it's base. This had the effect of pulling it further into her pussy and making her press her groin further onto the 'vaulting horse' and her labia into the 'cup' that surrounded the base of the dildo. Once Louise was decidedly impaled upon both the quivering intruders, a new sound started. It was a quiet hissing and was only just audible above the buzzing of the electric motor that powered the front dildo. Although she was in absolute ecstasy her mind was still in enough control to make her wonder what the noise was. Before she could consider anything else, she felt her pussy lips being pulled and sucked into the cup surrounding the front dildo - the hissing sound was obviously a vacuum pump that was now holding her firmly onto the rubber penis. The sucking continued and her already swollen labia began to swell even further to fill all the available space in the enclosure. The suction was not great enough to cause her pain or discomfort, but certainly made itself known since Louise could only move her hips slightly. This disappointed her slightly because she liked the feeling of being able to raise and lower her hips on the dildo which also caused the inflated prod in her ass to pull nicely on her sphincter. Attempting to raise herself even slightly now just caused her pussy lips to be stretched even more than they were already. By this time, the front dildo had stopped it's 'rippling' and it now began a very pronounced shuddering. Not just the shaft of the dildo was shaking, but the cup that encased her whole crotch was being strongly vibrated, the effect being of incredible stimulation to the whole of her groin, and especially her clit. The feeling was amazing and in an attempt to gain even more pleasure, Louise gave the anal dildo a few more pumps to fill her rectum even more. She now could hardly move on the vaulting horse and was stuck fast, but this did not stop her from trying to move her pussy and ass on the two rubber phalluses. The more she pulled and pushed on the dildos, the closer she got to her very needed orgasm. A huge scream of delight emerged from her as she finally achieved her goal of climax. She came over and over again as she furiously rode the incredibly perverted creation and her mind was once again taken over by the beautiful pleasure she was experiencing. All too soon, the machine seemed to halt her wild abandon as the vibrating of the dildos slowed then stopped, the suction-cup lost it's insistent pull and the butt-plug gently deflated. Almost limp with exhaustion, Louise climbed off the device and wiped the sweat from her face, and staggered back towards the bench she had used when she had first put on the latex garments. Seating herself on this she spent five minutes regaining her breath then could think of nothing but sleep. She stumbled towards the elevator and after the usual vibration-laden ride in the seat she arrived back in her 'normal' world, disrobed from her rubber garments and slipped into her bed, only to find her dreams punctuated with erotic images of rubber, dildos and other sexual torment. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+