Chapter One

Mistress S smiled at Chad Seagram as he lay on top of a table immobilized in a rubber sleep sack and wearing a latex rubber hood that had openings for his mouth, nose and eyes. She liked this hood because it was unique. It had another layer of latex that zipped in the front and completely covered the face. It was useful for heightened experiences of isolation and/or for breath control. "Comfortable, my pet?"

"Yes, Mistress," he replied. However, the hesitancy in his voice and the pounding of his heart indicated otherwise.

She noted it and it pleased her. "I have special needs, my pet," she told him. She began to fiddle with the zipper on the sleep sack.

The zipper had two pulls, one at the top and the other at the bottom. It allowed one to isolate and expose a specific portion of the body while maintaining the sensation of bondage, complete bondage.

Mistress S adeptly adjusted the pulls on the zipper to expose his cock and balls. "I'm going to enjoy these so much," she said as she fondled them.

"I hope so, Mistress," he moaned as he reacted to the fact that she was wearing latex gloves. He thought that sensation was so sexy and felt marvelous.

"Of course, it may not be so pleasant for you, my pet," she informed him and thus added to his apprehension. She released his penis once it began to respond to her. She moved her hand over his chest. She pinched his nipples through the latex and twisted them.

"Ouch," he groaned.

"Your penis tells me that you like what I'm doing," she said while she watched his penis continuing its journey towards an erection. "Isn't that right?" she asked as she grabbed his penis again and began to stroke it while she continued to pinch his nipple.

"Yes, Mistress, I like it a lot. Oh, yeah," he added.

"Yes, you do. You are so hard right now," she shared.

"I know. Thanks to you, Mistress." He closed his eyes and enjoyed how she was taking control of him, especially of his penis. He had been fortunate enough to be her collared submissive for nearly five years. He had learned so much about himself and his needs during that time.

"You're leaking on my glove. Clean it off, my pet."

He opened his eyes and saw his precome on the index finger of her gloved hand. Using his tongue, he cleaned it off.

"Very good." She felt a special tingle over his obedience as she imagined him licking her pussy. "I dressed special for you today."

"I know, Mistress." He looked at the long-sleeved, latex mistress dress that she was wearing. It was the same color as her blue pearl gloves and fit her like a sexy, second skin. He noted her larger than average nipples outlined in latex. "You look awesome, Mistress."

She smiled. "What about the rest of me?" she asked noting where his eyes were focused.

He checked out her face. He liked how she had fixed her flowing blond hair and accentuated her intense blue eyes with eye shadow, eyeliner and mascara. He thought her full lips looked luscious in Fuck Me red lipstick. He appreciated her high cheekbones and her long, sensuous neck. "You are beautiful, Mistress."

"Thank you, my pet." She pushed her index finger into his mouth and enjoyed how he was sucking on it. Leaning down, she withdrew her finger and kissed him on the mouth. She teasingly moved her tongue over his lips. As she did, she reached down and touched his penis. She lightly stroked it. Then she toyed with the tip and his sensitive glans.

"Mmmmmm," he moaned. He arched up. He kissed her with need. He dueled with her tongue when she pushed it deep into his mouth.

"You are a needy slut," she commented after breaking away from their kiss.

"I do need you, Mistress."

"I know." She made him squirm as she squeezed his cock. She noticed his gaze had gone back to her breasts. "You've seen enough of me for now." She released his penis. Using both hands, she zipped the second layer of latex of the hood closed. "Relax and breathe," she reminded him.

"Yes, Mistress." In the darkness, he concentrated on relaxing. He felt his breathing becoming slightly more difficult through the closed zipper. He felt completely controlled by his mistress. He felt his other senses become more acute once his sense of vision had been taken away. He realized just how much when she stroked his penis with her latex gloved hand. "Oh, Mistress," he breathed.

She smiled as she teased him. She liked making his precome flow from the tip. She leaned down and tasted him.

"Oh, yeah," he moaned. He arched up his hips slightly. He flexed his cock in her mouth.

She stopped. "You are tasty. I bet your cum tastes even better."

"Would you like to find out, Mistress?"

She laughed. "I'm tempted." Holding his hard cock, she ran the end of the index finger of her other hand over the tip. She smiled when she saw the head of his penis expanding in reaction to her caress. "But I have cock and ball torture in mind for you, my pet. Maybe ... just maybe ... I'll let you cum for me later. It will depend on just how hungry I am for your cum."

"Yes, Mistress. I hope you're very hungry by the time you're finished with me."

"Time will tell, my pet." She released his penis. She liked how it remained at attention and just begging for her touches. She walked away with her heels making an anxiety producing sound on the floor of her private dungeon. She returned with the items she needed for his cock and ball torture and other things. Her nipples were hard in anticipation.