continued from part one
Chat Room Games – part 2
Chat Room Consequences – December 29, 2009
The chat room dialogue recorded here is exactly the way it happened, including the typographic errors. The consequences of the chat continue after the connection closed.
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[10:29] <Karen_> :D_
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_[10:29] <Karen_> right
[10:29] <Karen_> so_
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_[10:29] <Karen_> what you think will happen today?
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[10:30] <Karen_> what would you imagine_
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_[10:31] <Karen_> :)
[10:31] <Karen_> what are you weearing?_
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_[10:32] <Karen_> describe again your latex stuff
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[10:35] <Karen_> so much_
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_[10:36] <Karen_> shoes?
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[10:37] <Karen_> overknees?_
_[10:37] <Karen_> today we use latex
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[10:38] <Karen_> go naked_
_[10:38] <Karen_> go naked
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[10:39] <Karen_> when your friend come back?_
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_[10:40] <Karen_> enough time
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[10:40] <Karen_> are you excited?_
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_[10:41] <Karen_> you have hoods?
[10:41] <Karen_> without attached catsuit?_
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_[10:42] <Karen_> how they look like
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[10:43] <Karen_> ok_
_[10:43] <Karen_> what can you lock?
[10:44] <Karen_> you have seperated gags?_
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_[10:45] <Karen_> ok
[10:46] <Karen_> i forgot already the beginning of your long list_
_[10:46] <Karen_> :D
[10:46] <Karen_> lets start_
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_[10:47] <Karen_> get a hood with open eyes, mouth
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[10:48] <Karen_> get it on_
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_[10:49] <Karen_> now a blow up gag
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[10:51] <Karen_> you have blown it up?_
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[10:54] <Karen__> sorry, my con
[10:54] <Karen__> so have you blown it up?
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[10:55] <Karen__> blow it another 3 times
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[10:56] <Karen__> nice
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[10:58] <Karen__> sooo
[10:58] <Karen__> i want the panties with the dildos
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[10:59] <Karen__> and hurry up
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[11:00] <Karen__> its on?
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[11:01] <Karen__> nice feeling?
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[11:01] <Karen__> you use lube?
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[11:02] <Karen__> have you ask to use it?
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[11:03] <Karen__> you have a whip?
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[11:04] <Karen__> get it
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[11:05] <Karen__> its there?
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[11:05] <Karen__> slap each tit 10 times
[11:05] <Karen__> hard
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[11:07] <Karen__> done?
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[11:08] <Karen__> get on the stockings
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[11:10] <Karen__> you like it?
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[11:11] <Karen__> so how you looking like at the moment?
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[11:14] <Karen__> i want another hood with open eyes over this one
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[11:18] <Karen__> so two hoods?
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[11:19] <Karen__> now i want that you put on a catsuit
[11:19] <Karen__> with foots
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[11:20] <Karen__> that one right
[11:20] <Karen__> so three hoods and foots
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[11:20] <Karen__> take it on
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[11:24] <Karen__> so hot
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[11:26] <Karen__> zip it
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[11:27] <Karen__> now the other catsuit with hood and feeds
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[11:30] <Karen__> :)
[11:31] <Karen__> you want to go on?
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[11:33] <Karen__> lock this suit too
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[11:35] <Karen__> you are
[11:35] <Karen__> more than yesterday
[11:35] <Karen__> now the overknees
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[11:39] <Karen__> that are tight boots?
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[11:40] <Karen__> ok
[11:40] <Karen__> no thats brilliant
[11:40] <Karen__> you must look amazing :D
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[11:42] <Karen__> so what could we do know?
[11:43] <Karen__> you have gym-equitment
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[11:44] <Karen__> what you have?
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[11:45] <Karen__> i want that you do 5 min on the stepping machine
[11:55] <Karen__> done?
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[11:57] <Karen__> now i want the keys back of your house but not in the last place
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[12:02] <Karen__> now i forbid you to write the place to your friend
[12:02] <Karen__> and i forbit you to go to the place and show it
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[12:04] <Karen__> how you feel?
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[12:04] <Karen__> :)
[12:04] <Karen__> you think you feel the vibe through the latex
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[12:06] <Karen__> ok
[12:06] <Karen__> your hands arent in latex right
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[12:08] <Karen__> get on the gloves
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[12:10] <Karen__> nice
[12:10] <Karen__> write a notice to your friend
[12:10] <Karen__> get a pencil
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[12:11] <Karen__> This is my present for you! Love, Mistress Karen
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[12:13] <Karen__> done?
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[12:14] <Karen__> put it in the newspaper box
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[12:18] <Karen__> done?
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[12:18] <Karen__> nice
[12:18] <Karen__> oh i forgot
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[12:19] <Karen__> you have to run 3 times around your car
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[12:23] <Karen__> go down on your knees
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[12:24] <Karen__> you want to cum?
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[12:25] <Karen__> get the vibe
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[12:26] <Karen__> make you cum
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[12:29] <Karen__> you like it?
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[12:31] <Karen__> i want you to cum
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[12:34] <Karen__> you are
[12:34] <Karen__> you cum?
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[12:34] <Karen__> good girl
[12:34] <Karen__> you want to thanks?
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[12:35] <Karen__> nice
[12:35] <Karen__> we come close to the end of this session
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[12:36] <Karen__> :)
[12:36] <Karen__> you have a hood with no holes?
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[12:37] <Karen__> good
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[12:38] <Karen__> i want that you take this mask on and then cuffs your ankles and your wrists, throw the keys across your room and wait for your friend
[12:38] <Karen__> of course you go offline before
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[12:39] <Karen__> you understand?
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[12:39] <Karen__> so no return from the mask because of your handcuffs
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_[12:40] <Karen__> and dont help your friend to find the keys
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I lay on the bed in the dark and binding latex for hours. I had no escape or desire for escape. The vibe was my friend, oh boy was it my friend as I used it liberally to bring me to the verge of total orgasmic meltdown. I was an overheated bitch inside the suits. The suits were my protective shell like the dome of a nuclear reactor and my body a runaway chain reaction of lust! I lost count of the number of times I brought the vibe hard to my throbbing clit and found the delicious release in my bonds. The pain and enclosing gasps that followed were all part of the experience of total surrender to rubber lust. My pussy ached from the onslaught of the vicious vibe that I applied. I was punishing myself as I carried the lust beyond all reason. My surrender to being a slut doll that the chat site I visited expected was total…complete…absolute…final. Can simple words possibly properly describe my scandalous desires?
Soon I lost all sense of anything but the complete rapture inside the rubber prison I had placed myself into at the orders of Mistress Karen. I had no idea how I would communicate to Lydia directions to find the keys to the cuffs I wore on wrist and ankles or for retrieving the keys to the locks from the backyard. I placed them under the leg of the bench near the beach. They were very safe and secure there. It could take Lydia hours to find them and I would be stewing through the entire hunt, likely with the cuffs still locked. Her anger would build in frustration as she searched under stone and flower pot.
I visualized Lydia using flashlight to scour the ground while I sat inside the house, helplessly encased in my own private world. Certainly she would take the vibe from me so I would be left to steam inside the layers.
I heard the door slam and knew Lydia was here. At least I hoped it was Lydia and not someone else.
“There you are. A present from Mistress Karen? You are a trussed up little rubber nymph in that aren’t you?”
I could tell Lydia was contemplating her next step. I visualize her standing with arms on hips looking me over.
“I see the cuff keys over by the wall. You tossed them after you put on the hood?”
I nodded.
“So you could have searched for them if needed.”
I nodded.
“But Mistress Karen told you to wait for me, right?”
I nodded.
“You obey this Mistress Karen so completely and you’ve only just met her in a chat room. You so need direction.”
Lydia pulled the hood off and got me a drink. I needed the drink badly. My aching pussy needed relief. Taking the vibe from me was pretty much pointless by now. Punishment would have been strapping it against my pussy and keeping it there! I collapse on the bed after swilling about a gallon of sports drink.
“Where are the keys to the suits?”
I nod toward the back door.
“Out in the yard again? Any hints?”
I nod negatively.
“Karen’s orders?”
I nod.
“And she isn’t even here, has no idea what you’ll do or not do and you obey blindly?”
I nod.
She pulled the blinding hood back over my head. “So be it, blind you will be.”
“If I don’t find the keys, I’ll just leave you this way.”
I heard fading foot falls and the door slam. Which door, I’m not sure. I could do nothing but wait. I lounged on the bed and waited in the dark. My legs ached from the cuffs. Lydia added a wrinkle to the bondage by unlocking one wrist only long enough to loop the chain through the ankle cuffs and locking it again. So I am forced into a fetal position. The multiple rubber layers are biting into my bent abdomen and my breath is short and whistling through the tube in the gag. I am in blissful bondage of rubber layers and I can do nothing but focus completely on the encasement with all of my senses and soul.
I’ve long since melted into oblivious rubber rapture. I am beyond any thoughts but the total enclosing presence of the tight latex, the strong odor of hot rubber entering my nose and the taste on my tongue. I swallow with difficulty in the gag. I concentrate on the trussed position my aching muscles endure. The self-punishing paddling is nothing to the cramps developing inside my rubbery heaven gone to hell.
I pee into the inner suit as the drink I took worked its way through my kidneys. I am surprised that my dehydrated body didn’t soak every ounce into the system. I wallow in this self-induced misery the bondage has become. My most masochistic feelings and desires surface with dark reality. I fantasize the never-ending enclosure and torture in latex and I find exhilaration and lust building inside the flesh- betraying body! Within these tight confines I am aroused and arousal in building. The plugs slip and slide as I squirm in the bonds looking for relief in my cramped position and I am lusting for more!
Incredibly I am in heat within the suits and bondage. I find no hope of relief as long as I cannot move more than mere fractions of an inch but Lydia can rescue me if only she finds those darn keys soon!
I am bowed before the altar of rubber desire combined with urgent masochistic need! It is a potent combination that I have never completely experienced before. The submission of my being to a name in the chat room so completely to cause these developments is totally mindboggling in its evolution. This is the stuff fantasy stories are made of yet this is a real and I am the unwitting player as it unfolds. Lydia is but a supporting character and I m sure she is wondering at how our relationship will change because of this. She seems to be excited as well to be the recipient of a regularly trussed up rubber submissive when she gets home. I think she may be put out to find me already sealed up and she not having any roll in the gearing up but she also seems to find pleasant surprise in the package she finds inside the door.
I fantasize being in heavy rubber suits and gear completely sealing me from the world. Heavy full face breathing gear forces pressurized air into my corset crushed lungs. I breathe by this mechanical means and in its absence I would die. Tubing fills my throat and extends from my ass. I am fed watered, relieved and cleansed internally by the unthinking equipment. My urethra is catheterized and the tubing drains me as I drink. Occasionally, punishment diverts the pee into my mouth to taste before passing through a small tube under the main feeding tubing to the stomach.
An enormous pulsing vibe fills my tender nether region and the hollow tubing at the rear has its own vibe system. The system has tubing connected to the rigid breast cups that cover my tender rubberized mounds. Tight loops of tubing are at the base of the mounds and fill with air to tighten a grip on them as the vacuum formed under the hard shells of the outer suit pull the things out and fill them with blood as the painful loops at the base tighten on them. At the limit of the hard shells are little needlelike nubs that prick and punish as my nipples engorge in arousal.
Ah this fantasy is unending. I endure the pain and frustrating denial of a system that builds up my arousal to the point of explosion then shuts down and flushes my insides in cold water! This cycle repeats over and over as I struggle against tight bonds that suspend me between heaven and hell.
How many hours am I caught in this unending torment? The anguish is complete. The surrender to the machine is total as I wait for final absolution from this plight. Finally the system allows me to explode and the volcanic eruption of hot magma explodes out from my anguished flower to engulf my entire soul in agonizing release! I am drowning in ecstasy as I explode with an overpowering pulsing eruption that shakes the very foundations of my reality!
I wake to find that the hood is off and Lydia in holding the vibe in one hand and the keys in another.
She is smiling, “That must have been one hell of a dream.”
She started to unlock my bonds.
“I came just from watching you! I don’t think I’ve ever had a spontaneous cum like that.”
I look at the clock. It is almost 7:00. Lydia spent two hours in the backyard.
“Putting the key under that bench was mean. Did you know I looked over most of the yard before I thought to push that thing over a bit? Karen told you not to help me but did she tell you before or after you put them out there?
“After,” I croaked.
“You need more fluid and a good bath,” she said.
So ended Tuesday, December 29 ,<Wednesday, December 30>.