Latex

He knew what they was doing in the other room and the wait was killing him. He was sitting on the chair he was told to sit on, not tied down but still not going to move until she said so. She had dressed him in a new pair of shiny red satin knickers and he kept looking down, loving how the tight fabric bound him against his stomach. Every now and then he couldn't help himself and would run his hands over his arousal, feeling his fingers glide along the fabric and the resulting rush of sensation would make him even more impatient for what was to come. He shifted in his chair, making the back of the g string rub along his ass. Finally he stood up and crept over to the bathroom door, unable to help himself from looking in at the two women who did not know they were being watched.



The sub was naked and was looking very pale. Small and blonde her skin looked even whiter than usual then he realised it was because she had been covered in baby powder, his Mistress would have lovingly coated her with strokes of her hands. Even her rosy nipples were now a soft shade of pink. He saw his Mistress open a bag and remove a pile of shiny black rubber. The outfit. It was a one piece full body catsuit that covered from neck to toe. Carefully his Mistress knelt in front of the sub so she could start with one foot.. Slowly, so slowly inch by inch the rubber outfit was moulded and stretched around the womanly body of the sub. He saw her being covered, curves highlighted by the harsh bathroom light, loving how it stuck to her and wishing he could be in there. The smell of warm rubber was hitting his nostrils. He saw her change from white to black, from matte to shiny and when she finally stood encased, covered in latex, he watched as his Mistress did a final adjustment, running her hands over the other woman, over the latex over her whole body, tugging it into place, slipping and gliding along the catsuit. She picked up a spray bottle of Latex Shine and started spraying over the costume, everywhere it landed it made the rubber look wet and slick and oiled. His Mistress picked up a soft cloth and started rubbing. He watched as she started at the top this time, caressing the sub with small strokes, her shoulders and back with long strokes, her breasts with circles, making the sub bend over to do her ass and the back of her legs, the polished rubber stretching easily with the body. She covered every inch of the sub until she stood there, bright and glossy and so very sexy.



He ran to sit down again, turned on, waiting until his Mistress came out and brought with her the latex covered sub for them to play with. He hoped he'd be allowed to touch her, to lay with her and feel her hot rubber body along his, to see her whole body be lustrous and bright and slippery against his, to smell the scent of warm rubber up close. He wanted to watch a glistening black latex covered hand run over his body. If he was really lucky maybe his Mistress would make the sub take him in her mouth, the thought of looking down at at a shiny gloved hand holding him and a set of dark red lips engulfing him made him strain even harder against his knickers.