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A day in rubber
I’ve been a sleazy pup recently, and I thought it about time to actually blog again.
I had one day off last week, and I wanted to make it a fun one. So I requested to Sir that he give me orders for my day.
Sure enough before he heads off to work I’m presented with a typed list of orders. First: Go for a bikeride in Lycra, plug and while nipple clamped. Unfortunately that same morning my bike got nicked, so I had to use a Boris bike. Except the machines wouldn’t accept my card. Good start. With the clamps beginning to hurt I decided just to jog back home, got back.. Ow ow ow. Clamps off.
After a while of chatting to my boy, I then went to the next orders, magnificently started with ‘put on full latex’. I scanned down the sheet, no mention of it coming back off again. Awesome.
After sorting out the bike theft etc my day was running behind so at this point I decided it’d soon be lunch.
I suited up in my black and silver suit, black socks and gloves, leaving hood and mask for the time being.
I was ordered that before lunch I have a dildo fuck, using the big dildos. I worked myself up to them and took it quite merrily, also left for me was the thick anal balls dildo thing, 50cm of thick black rubber with five ‘balls’ moulded along the length. I put the first two in no problem, the third went with a bit of persuasion, felt SO good. Okay, the fourth.. I pushed and moved it around, and pop, in it went.. FUUUUCK. The sensation was amazing but also completely unbearable, I had to get them out. Four pops later and I was laying shaking after quite the anal assault. Time for a delicate boy’s lunch. Pizza.
Post pizza it was chores time. Clean the living room and bedroom, sort the socks, fold all the clean washing, all in full rubber. On went the gasmask and hood. Instant erection as I became 100% coverage.
I got on with my chores, building up a nice sweat and getting ridiculously horny. With Sir due home at 7, and the time being 5, and an order reading ‘reclamp nipples for minimum two hours’ I sent a text to Sir and duly clamped them. Ow. Still tender from before…
I managed 40 minutes before the agony became unbearable. I text Sir pleading for release, ten desperate minutes pass, two more texts, when I get a reply.. Yes! I take them off gently and still they cause me to yelp, dug in as far as they were.The final part of the orders involved a mystery package that may or not arrive. To my delight it did that lunchtime. More to my delight the package was a pair of supercomfy padded lockable pup mitts.
My orders were to put them on and lock myself in the cage to await Sir, I was still putting the mitts on as Sir arrived. He helped me in, locked them on and I instantly felt amazing.
Here I was, head to toe rubber, gasmasked, pup mitted on all fours, caged under my Master’s control. A rush of blissful happiness came over me, I was how I always felt I should be. Total rubberpuppy. Sir reached through the bars, stroked and ran his fingers up the rubber, tickled me behind the ears and scritched the back of neck. Pupspace kicked in 100%, I lost the power to talk, barking contentedly, nuzzling Sir’s leg through the bars. He reached and unzipped my nipple zips, and twisted my already tortured and sore nips. I couldn’t complain, I just whimpered, like a puppy wanting out to play. It hurt, and I whined, Sir petted me. Good puppy.All is perfect.
My head is locked through the headhole in the front, my head scritched and given my Master’s loving attention. He needs to shower, I’m released back into the cage, my gasmask removed, his feet presented. I serve them willingly.
Earlier I cheekily got the piss sheath out for recycle play later on perhaps, Sir mentions he needs a piss. I nod towards the sheath, and lick my lips playfully. To my surprise he takes me up on it, and soon I am gagged, plumbed to my Master’s cock. A while passes, I feel something in my mouth, a cold splash, the first taste. It was a drop he managed earlier that made it’s way down. It’s strong, I wince but swallow.
Soon after the back of my mouth fills, this is it, I’m bring used as Sir’s toilet. The ultimate submission. It feels amazing, it’s so string, tastes vile, but I gulp it down. Every drop. Good puppy.Awesome day. I shall continue later with my descent into pisspup.
boy/pup x