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hit her. Then she looked up at the college, people were
walking and talking as normal but she felt like she was a stranger in
it all. She was now aware that here she was in public with both her cunt
and asshole stretched and filled by two monster inflatable vibrating dildoes,
she smiled as she knew that no-one would have any idea of the pleasures
she would be experiencing all of that day. The previous fantasies of seeing
her teachers as masters were now massively magnified and exaggerated,
in between having these wild orgasms she would look at her master…teacher
and dream of him or her forcing her into the most depraved sexual acts.
She was now fully aware of those sort of depraved acts, after almost constantly
surfing the Internet for more and more extreme fetish and bondage sites,
and now she wanted to try them. The problem was that she could not under
any circumstances approach anyone that she knew, to do so would be to
tear her whole world apart. She wanted to try it where no one would know
her, where she could become someone else and feel that freedom of not
being Victoria just a kinky de-humanised submissive sex toy. This is why
Victoria had bought the latex hood it would hide her pretty face and completely
de-humanise her she wanted to be used as a doll not a living girl. The
end of class bell brought her back to reality she sat up and the two dildoes
reminded her of her ever present situation, her friend Tanya, started
talking to her but she bit on her bottom lip to stop the imminent moan
of pleasure. Suddenly Tanya was a black latex covered whip wielding dominatrix
who was teaching her the error of her ways, she was silently obeying this
cruel Dominas every wish and demand. The fantasy only disappeared when
Tanya started shaking her asking if she was OK, "Yes Mistress" Victoria
replied, "just what are you talking about? look get a grip and lets go
too lunch". Victoria instantly obeyed Tanya and walked slightly bow legged
to the canteen, here she calmed down enough to eat her lunch and replace
some of her much depleted bodily fluids "god she thought what must I smell
like ? what with the rubber and me coming every few seconds" Tanya had
started to ask
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her if she was OK, Victoria nearly confided in her but
stopped herself, "oh its nothing I guess I must have been working too
hard lately I seem to be exhausted all of the time" " well what about
calling me your Mistress?" Tanya asked "Oh I just thought that you were
the teacher" she replied "well that would be OK if he wasn't Mr. Cooper
in which case you should have said Sir or is it Master?". Victoria could
not help but think that Tanya had somehow guessed, even more so when she
said, "do you have some kind of kinky slave fetish or something?" " Just
what are you talking about" said Victoria "what is a slave fetish" "Oh
Forget it said Tanya at one point there I thought that there was a spark
of kinkiness in you, pity really as I kind of like the thought of being
a Mistress, especially yours" Despite her state of mind Tanyas statement
had struck a cord, "so it isn't just me" Victoria remembered that Tanya
had visited a strange bar once, she didn't go in but Tanya had and had
returned with a strange look on her face, some things were beginning to
fit now. The day carried on much as it had started with Victoria fading
in and out of repeated orgasms and wondering just how much more she could
take. The thought of being in such a position in public turned her on
as much as the throbbing dildoes. Eventually the bell rang to denote the
end of classes. Victoria's mother collected Victoria from school, she
could see that all was not normal with her beautiful daughter, she could
see that she was tired and drawn with a strange distant look in her eyes,
where had she seen that look before? Victoria carefully slid into the
backseat and bit her lip again, "are you OK?" asked her mother " Yeah
I'm ok it has just been a long hard tiring day" replied Victoria as she
smiled and bit her lip again. Once home Victoria almost ran to her room
only to be stopped dead by the stairs, the dildoes rammed their way home
and then further, no biting of lips could stop this orgasm. Victoria stopped
in her tracks as she let out a high pitched squeal of delight, she had
to stop herself from erupting into a deep moan. Her mother stared at her
in disbelief, bright red with embarrassment Victoria blurted out that
she was so pleased to be home after such a long day and then proceeded
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much more deliberately, up the stairs. Once in her room
with her door locked Victoria stripped off her clothes, grabbed the package
from under her bed. She pulled out the Stiletto Shoes and quickly forced
her feet into them she then buckled and padlocked the straps around her
ankles, Victoria took out the latex hood and stretched it over her head
enjoying the unique tightness encasing her head and face. Next was that
delicious gag she forced it into her mouth and buckled it around her latex
covered head. She stood up and walked to the mirror there she stood with
her glorious figure teetering upon sky high, prostitute heels, her face
was completely replaced by this striking rubber covering she wasn't Victoria
anymore, now she WAS that slave Rubber slut. She reached into the package
and removed some leather bondage collars she rapidly buckled these around
her neck wrists and ankles. She went and laid on her bed and spread her
long legs wide apart and then padlocked them to the bedposts. She reached
down to her dildo pumps, pumping them up as full as she could bear, next
she turned the vibrators up to full. Then she turned to her gag which
she inflated to fully fill and stretch her mouth, it hurt, but then that
is what a Rubber slave girl sluts wants, she reminded herself. She could
just reach her beloved magazine as the orgasms started to hit her, she
flicked to her story and then placed her arms behind her back and padlocked
them together. Victoria could clearly see her reflection in the mirror
she was bound to her bed, her face replaced by a Rubber Doll mask and
distorted by the huge inflated gag, it was a deeply erotic image. She
would steal glances of herself as her body was racked and she squirmed
through a vicious continuos stream of orgasms which peaked as she reached
the favourite part of her story. At this point her young body gave up
the unequal forces thrust upon it and Victoria slipped into a deep orgasm
created exhausted sleep. She awoke several hours later to a banging on
her bedroom door demanding if she was OK. She shouted back, hhhhmmmmppphhh
the gag stopped her answering. She tried to move her arms but they were
still padlocked tightly behind her back " where did I put that
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