<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>The Self Bound Latex Sub on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/the-self-bound-latex-sub/</link><description>Recent content in The Self Bound Latex Sub on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/the-self-bound-latex-sub/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Desires</title><link>/stories/2007/03/27/desires/</link><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/03/27/desires/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The Self Bound Latex Sub, November 2001 This story is copyright to The Self Bound Latex Sub, and may not be reproduced either physically or electronically, or hosted on any other website, without the express permission of the author. Permission may be requested from &lt;a href="mailto:sblatexsub@yahoo.com.au"&gt;sblatexsub@yahoo.com.au&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Never
upset a Witch&amp;rdquo;, I thought for the umpteenth time today, and every day before
that for the last month. Here I was, dressed in rubber, bound, gagged,
plugged and absolutely unable to move, on display in the window of an Adult
Shop in my hometown of Melbourne, with no chance of ever getting out, it
seems.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Predicament</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/my-predicament/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/my-predicament/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;_ 
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Predicament
Chapter 2&lt;/strong&gt;
Self Bound Latex
Sub&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Suddenly I heard the lock on the front door click – finally Carol had
returned! How long did it take her, for it seems like it has been 5 or
6 hours since she left me like this? I strain to hear whatever is happening,
but through the Rubber hood all I can hear is her footfalls faintly on
the floor. They seem to be fading; maybe she is going out the back? I struggle
desperately, trying to tell her that I need out of all of this, and Right
Now! All I succeed in doing is make myself light-headed, due to the lack
of oxygen my poor compressed lungs are able to draw in. I rest again, realising
that all I can do is wait, and plan. Maybe when she unties me I can overpower
her, and gain my freedom. Then maybe tie her up in the same fashion as
she has done to me, for payback. I remember how she looked in that spectacular
dress, and my dick desperately tries to come erect, but is unable to due
to the tightness of my Rubber coverings. So I wait, and plan…&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Predicament</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/my-predicament/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/my-predicament/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;_ 
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&lt;strong&gt;My Predicament&lt;/strong&gt;
by Self Bound Latex
Sub
?
Well, what a predicament. I was blind, mute, and unable to move, and
it was all my own fault. It just goes to show what can happen when you
trust someone…oh well, I guess I was going to have plenty of time to think
about my mistakes. I had come down to Sydney for work, and I was staying
here for two weeks. This meant that I had a weekend free in between, which
would give me some time for shopping. Oh no, I don&amp;rsquo;t mean just any old
shopping, I mean a chance to stock up on some new Rubber outfits, after
all Sydney has some great shops for those of us into Rubber and other fetishes.
I went out for drinks with the Sydney office staff on Friday night, but
I couldn&amp;rsquo;t really get into the party mood as I was worked up about visiting
the shops tomorrow, so I feigned a headache and headed back to my hotel.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Predicament3</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/my-predicament3/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/my-predicament3/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;*
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My
Predicament Chapter 3&lt;/strong&gt;
Self
Bound Latex Sub&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wake up slowly, although I guess waking up is not the right term for
it…for I definitely did not sleep, it was more that I passed out. However,
as I came back to consciousness, I heard a key turning in the lock, and
I wearily lifted my head to see in the mirror my new Mistress walk in the
dungeon behind me. At any other time I think I would have been in seventh
heaven at the sight of her, she was nothing short of stunning. She is wearing
a Black Rubber Catsuit, with flame red panels down the length of the sides
from her armpits to her feet. I can&amp;rsquo;t believe how tight the catsuit looks,
almost as if it has been sprayed on her. On her feet is a pair of patent
stilettos, with heels at least 5 inches tall. Around her waist is a flame
red Rubber waist cincher, with three large shiny chrome buckles at the
front. The catsuit ends at her wrists, and her long nails are painted the
same flame red colour as her outfit. Her makeup also matches the outfit,
with flame red lips and dark eyeshadow and eyelashes enhancing her Vampish
look.  However, the most amazing thing is her hair, which is normally
a rich, silky black. This morning (is it morning? I have no idea of the
time; morning is only an assumption!) however, it is a flaming red to match
her outfit!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>