Three pretty companions
Emma was paying attention to her two new friends and ballet fellow students and their constant chirping. It was entertaining to a certain level, each time these two girls started to pick on each other. The idea that came to her mind next made Emma blush but she wasn’t repulsed at the thought either. They were alone in the place, ballet practice ended long ago but the girls liked each other a lot and spent time together long after the remaining group members left even if they didn’t rush.
Emma was a wonderfully shaped female, she didn’t realize it herself though and always criticized - according to Emma - her overly wide shoulders and unshapely non-round butt, also the fact she wasn’t taller than 168 cms didn’t boost her confidence. At times she however did appreciate her body and was quite happy with it.
She finished dressing up in her after-practice clothes, consisting of a red viscose turtle neck, somewhat short (to her liking) black faux leather skirt, her expensive but mega comfy Wilfred white bodysuit (that she loved to wear after the practices) and very comfy dark grey cotton tights that massaged her hips and helped form and shape them. She loved being hugged by her clothes but still have the necessary comfort, which was very difficult at times, also the impracticalities of wearing bodysuits, but always after training, she craved to wear it anyway. She liked wearing the ballet tights material too but there was something about the cotton fabric that made her want to slip into it all day every day. After turtleneck was placed on Emma’s torso, it was time to adjust the beautiful light and dark brown hair that (‘oh now I realize’) Emma slacked on, much to her dismay. The girls showered and were now in the stage of changing into their non-ballet clothes. Halfway through the dressing up process, Lisa stated she did not enjoy the ballet movies in general and supported her claim with not many examples of movies she can even recall. Therese however claimed she was wrong and started to bring up examples of decent or at least watchable movies until …
“No way lol”… Lisa interrupted … and Emma just widened her charming sparkly and shiny brown eyes.
“Black swan was a stupid movie and you only liked it because of the lesbian scene u perv…” continued tomboyish but very girly looking Lisa
… Therese jumped a little and gulped and was pondering if she has been found out while putting on her clothes after she finished ‘lotioning’ her legs and lower back. She loved yellow and black Emma noticed. Very sharp yellow tights with small black stars on them, made Emma a little jealous she doesn’t posses such a pair yet. Therese then fitted into what seemed like a corset but was actually a steam-punky dress-corset combo in black and yellow - what seemed like a sinusoidal pattern - it fit Therese perfectly must have been custom made and after Therese put on her high-heeled closed shoes, it made Emma blush again.
“Oh no I certainly did not just like it for that, I totes liked it for the ballet scenes too ofc.”
“Emma !!!” The startled girl jumped at Lisa’s voice… “did you hear that ?” Lisa pretending her signature fake laugh that made Emma and Therese both smile. “Didn’t you notice the way Therese looked at you when you joined the course ?”
“Shut up Lisa !”
Blondie Lisa was getting angry with Therese and her constant dominating spree and now her possible lies too ??? Emma thought to herself while Lisa swapped attention to Therese again
“YOU totes, what the hell does “totes” even mean, liked ballet scenes yea, YOU the one that licks her lips each time a new girl joins the crew, or when we go shopping together and YOU make remarks about other girls butmmmmphhh”
Lisa was turned around during her rant and was putting on her comfy sporty hoody, after she was done stuffing her cherry buttocks first in velvety shiny black tights (‘uh I have those too realized Emma, they are also from Wilfred’) and then into pair of jean-shorts (damn cute butt, oh no am I the pervy one here or what?’), the moment she was done with the hoody slipping over her head, Therese grabbed her mouth firmly but not harshly and grinned while Lisa moaed in enacted terror. Emma was stunned at the scene, more so of her reaction of not actually alarming Lisa, after Therese looked at Emma first - wink - and only then started to approach the ranting ballet cutie. There was something wildly arousing to Emma about Therese’s movements and just simply the predatory physique and features Therese possessed. Dark black hair, shiny green eyes, exilitious figure but very swift and precise movements and even the way Therese simply tied her hair, into 2 cute pigtails, made Emma breathe a bit faster. Now mmpphing Lisa was balling her shapely blue eyes and it was Therese’s turn to talk.
“Sh”, a short shush wasn’t as annoying and creepy to Emma, as the longer one that made her irritated countless times during creepy or vile movies, she had a repetitive habit of watching. This shush almost gave Emma an arousing goosebumps on her neck, combined with all the hugging feeling of the tight clothes and from the freshly washed and danced out body made her feel very relaxed and thrilling. Lisa continued her mppphs cuz her fists were stuck in the comfy hoody and she couldn’t grab on Therese’s hands with her fingers. Therese was very strong Emma realized, next thing she realized was Lisa getting overpowered and pushed on her knees by slightly taller Therese. ‘Common girls, stop’ Emma wanted to say but Therese interrupted her. “Ok Emma we are going to teach this ballerina a lesson to not make up stories and start gossip, she told me same about you Emma, she is a perky perky chit chat parrot, let’s shut that beak of hers for a while. Before Emma could say anything again - what was that drowsiness that settled in her head that made her so cooperative - Therese stuffed Lisa’s mouth with a handkerchief that she prepaired beforehand (that’s odd, damn it snap out of it) and taped her mouth shut with … “Emma hand me the tape in my bag please” (ok this is really weird) but that was Emma’s whole protest … her own conscience pesking her while her body obeyed every Therese’s command. Lisa continued muffling protests but was now much more cooperative and laughing at Therese, who pressed a huge strip of microfoam tape over the previously perky blondie’s mouth and smoothed it. Emma couldn’t believe what was happening, her arousal was stronger by the minute and the recent bondage experience hazed her head.
“Ok, that should keep you good chitchatbot” said Therese and was happy with her taping job, “uh oh, are you ok, do you have fever?” Therese held Emma around her waist, Emma’s heart jumped and she fought the drowsiness “No, I dunno, I guess not, just my head spun, it’s alright now. What are you going to do now?” “You can’t just leave Lisa like this.” Lisa continued to part struggle, part produce mmmphrm and part laugh, while Therese convinced Emma that Lisa had this punishment coming and overdue. Therese just lolled and said she could, Emma half forced by Therese to leave, then covered bound and gagged Lisa with a blanket. When she tried to ungag Lisa just a little Therese noticed it ofc and put one more even larger strip of microfoam tape over Lisa’s mouth for good measure and then finaly walked Emma out. Emma knew something was off but couldn’t put a finger on it and Lisa seemed to almost enjoy this special peril she was put into, ah weird ballerinas, she was also wondering what kind of ploy Therese has planned for her and suspected one, that didn’t help the thrilling feeling at all though.
While on fresh air Emma’s head cleared a bit and she breathed deeply, the wrapped clothes warmed her sore body and she felt genuine excitement at that state. Tights pressing against her hips massaged her buttocks and she felt like stretching …
“You look like a cat when you do that Emma, it’s so cute.” Omg there it is again, Emma’s throat was filled up and she felt tingling in her groin areas. “Are you sure you are ok? You looked like you would faint back inside.”
“I think it was just hot, Emma shood Therese away.”
“Hey you know what, why don’t you come and visit me, you mentioned it last month and each week you keep saying you are busy and run away, like a cat” (Therese whispered the last part).
Emma froze and really had no reason to refuse this time. Why is she so damn horny and acting so naïve, getting lured into traps like this. But then again she did wanna visit Therese’s house for ages. Therese was a local duke’s daughter, living in a mansion of her own and driving an expensive W motors Lykan hypersport (that she took care of though, obviously knowing the price and value of certain things), with monarchy system gone the wealth staying however, there would be no way a situation like this would happen mere couple hundred years ago. Emma agreed but under one condition, that they would go back for Lisa and set her free eventually. Therese nodded and licked her lips.
Emma couldn’t take off the seatbelt when they arrived, Therese had a special one in the car, resembling the one from Sly Stallone movie Cobra, where a centerpiece on the torso is held by several belts. Therese had to help Emma unbuckle it and Emma felt very vulnerable in that position, they had fun buckling it previously. The car was so comfortable and the seatbelts so restrictive that Emma didn’t wanna get out, ‘and those damn sets, do they have heating, uhm it’s so nice to have my back warmed up like that.’ The breath of fresh air woke Emma up again, when Therese opened the door to get out of the car, not quite willing to leave her elevated position above Emma’s sexy hosed, bodysuited, skirted and turtlenecked figure.
Emma now freed got out and was stunned by the size of the mansion, this was much bigger than estimated. One could easily get lost there she thought.
“Ok here you go, this will help to fight the headache”, Therese offered Emma a special tea that Emma could prepair herself, Emma felt a small relief (she wouldn’t be getting intoxicated) when she realized she would prepair hew own beverage. The tea set was amazingly detailed and had all kinds of insectoid creatures everywhere, Emma was intrigued but a little bit disgusted at the same time. “I had that done from a local porcelain wizard, he does amazing stuff” Therese bragged about while yawning.
Emma felt the drowsiness go away with each sip of the miraculous tea, and the cup itself looked like it has a function to cool the upper layer of the beverage while the bottom stayed hot. “Fascinating” Emma muttered … “Oh what’s that ?” Therese asked as if surprised. “I feel so much better now I could do another practice probably.” Emma couldn’t believe how fast she recovered, it was as if someone snapped their fingers and she wanted to dance. The excitement wasn’t gone at all, mixed in with feelings of awe and being in an abandoned mansion … “are we alone here ? she suddenly shot at Therese.
“Oh yes, my parents live far away but you already knew that and I have a cleaning company hotline when I feel like the place needs undusting lol.”
“Must be nice, it’s not that I hate cleaning but when I am alone the feeling of having to keep the place tidy just goes away, I guess having someone to share a living place with would motivate me.”
“Oh definitely, say, would you wanna take a look around now that you feel much better ?”
Emma agreed and they took a tour around Therese’s ‘FREAKING CASTLE that’s what it was, not a mansion’ Emma was startled by sizes of the rooms and the high ceilings that reminded her of gothic domination and inducing the feelings of complete irrelevance in the human dwellers of these places. “How do you live here alone, aren’t you scared ?” “Oh no, I actually love this and I am quite fearless, it gets lonely sure but that might change shortly…” Therese smiled behind Emma’s back enjoying the shapely girl who had similar figure to hers while her visitor was busy being amazed.
Emma's attention was caught by more insectoid statues this time. They were huge, almost lifelike size and Therese knew it was time to make the move now. “Do you like them?”
“They are amazing, they … just … look real.” Emma almost stuttered because she noticed the small details now. Various different bondage uniforms on the insect 'was it an ant ? or a wasp !!!' looking females.
“I call them my hive, they make me incredibly turned on.”
Emma just turned and stared at Therese who continued.
“I was wondering would you wanna try one of my signature dresses ? I noticed how you looked at the one I am wearing now when I was putting it on back in the ballet practice.”
Emma's blush, increased heartbeat and startle was back now, without the annoying haze though.
“What's the big deal Therese ? 'what could she possibly do to me with a dress haha' What's your scheme you fox ?”
“I just wanna dress you up in one of my dresses it will be fun.”
Emma's mind was busy with all the different scenarios this could lead to but nothing dangerous was coming to mind, also as she stared at Therese who blushed a little herself her heart jumped slightly.
“Well, 'this is getting out of hand!' alright.” “But don't you dare pulling a prank at me, I don't know you long but I can tell you have something on your mind.”
“Oh don't be silly what could a dress possibly do to you.” Therese laughed again
Emma had a very suspicious but thrilling goosebumps, somewhere in her mind she was now recalling one of the statuesque girls and she seemed oddly familiar to her. She just dismissed it and followed Therese.
They only walked to the next room, which was a cozy looking living room with a fireplace but sinister looking almost biomechanical walls.
“I had this one redecorated in my own style, how do you like it Emma dear ?”
Emma smiled at the dear and was trying to be honest about her judgements. Therese was very happy Emma was a bit partial to the modernity of the place and shared enthusiasm about the 'what did she call it ? xeno living room ?'
“Ok, I had the dress prepaired somewhere, where can it be”, Therese was looking eratically and made Emma chuckle because of the faked panic. “Ah there it is”, Therese went out of sight for a while into a darker place in the living room and wheeled in a wonderful victorian looking black latex dress with blue velvety undertones, a corset part was lined with zippers and varios decorative patterns that looked like they all had some built in function. A long 'but not overly long, I can still show my legs in it' skirt was sewed into the corset. And the most fascinating part was a black latex collar sewed on top of the corset part. It was reinforced by another layer of the same blue undertoned latex layer and it was also connected to what were latexy sleeves with wonderfully decorated gloves.
Emma was stunned. “You want me to wear that ? It looks a bit intimidating lol.”
“Ah yea it does, doesn't it, I didn't try it myself yet, not that I want you to be a guinea pig lol.”
Emma and Therese chuckled. Emma suddenly felt a deep urge to put on this awesome piece, she didn't know where it came from but her whole body had the same snug feeling from before again.
“Ok I am going to be your guinea pig anyway, because this just looks amazing.”
Therese clapped, “That makes me very happy. Now please take off the skirt and turtleneck for me dear, so those aren't in the way and let me fetch some small decorative details.”
Emma didn't quite pay attention to the last bit Therese said, she obeyed and the fauxleather skirt fell on the ground followed by red turtleneck. “Should I keep the tights and bodysuit on?” Emma asked but she guessed Therese's response before the question was finished.
“Oh definitely, those won't be in the way and might actually make the dress even more comfy because u won't stick to the latex.”
“Are you gonna help me put this part on”, Emma asked half knowingly again that Therese will be more than eager to “help” her getting stuffed inside 'what actually is a pretty restrictive dress, what? there are leggings not latex tights inside the actual poofier skirt part, damn it what did I get myself into', “oof its tight but it fits, I think this dress might be tight for you as well you perv, I am starting to think Lisa had a point.” “Mhmmmmm”, Therese hummed and continued to stuff Emma's torso in the corset part after the legs and butt were stuck.
“Ouch, ooof, ouch, ok wait, do u have to make it this tight ?” Emma was exhausted.
“Ah it's not that bad”, Therese said half panting, Emma noticed it and started to laugh, Therese joined her and though to herself (YET).
The fitting took good 30 'or 40' minutes but Emma was now stuck and it was time for the collar part, which made her more than excited at this point. The dress was very cleverly designed, collar part was un-sealable, so the corset would come first. Therese helped Emma slip latex sleeves and gloves on. Emma realized she can still move the fingers but not with ease, there was something off about this latexy part. It was almost as if it was pulsing and shaking a little…
Therese noticed her concern and explained this is what latex does ofc...
Emma now felt almost claustrophobic with collar in place, hugging her collar bones, neck and what she now realized bottom part of chin. The latexy part glued to her chin and almost felt like it moved but now together with the dress pressure on her figure - straightened her - and helped her breathing. It almost made Emma jump when she felt a weird pressure in her groin areas, similar to the one on her neck moments ago, almost pulsating and 'hugging her butt-cheeks too now!!!' “Relax, that's how latex behaves when it gets warmer.” Emma also noticed odd mechanical looking buttons while slipping into the latexy tights part of the dress, it was on the inside side of the skirt, she also noticed one on the back of the corset part and one on the neck part. ‘What could be the function of these gizmos?’
Therese insisted on helping Emma tie the loose hair into a bun, with the female expertise at doing these things, Emma’s hair was now bound. “You have such lovely hair you know that?” “Thank you, yours are lovely too, I always wanted black hair.” “Hah no way, I always wanted brown hair with a little bit of red, as a little sign of danger and the brown hair you can combine with anything.”
“That’s what I thought about black.” “Then again when I hug Lisa I want to be a blondie like her.” Therese licked her lips again very fast…
Therese continued, “Ok, looks like we are good for the final details. Uh yea by the way, how do you like the statue over there?” and Therese pointed in the darker corner from where she wheeled the figurine rack the dress hung on previously. Emma turned around her head and froze…
She knew this face and features, it was almost like her blood just froze and fear struck her heart. ‘LISA’ It were Lisa’s features on the statue … she turned back at Therese and was ready to scream … the moment she turned Therese held a latexy ball in front of her mouth. The ball shot out little latexy tentacles and jumped inside Emma’s mouth, filling up her mouth completely ‘omg what is that thing is it growing or stretching ?’ Emma panicked, she wasn’t ready for this and was overwhelmed by being tricked so fast and with the oldest ‘oh look over there’ trick. Therese was swift and held Emma’s hands so the gag could work itself in, not like it wouldn’t even if Emma was able to struggle. “Sh, ‘Therese’s signature short sh was so sexy’ don’t fight it, I have more surprises for you my love.” Therese now stepped behind Emma, holding only Emma’s left hand behind her back and twisted the button on the dresses’ rear side. Emma’s hands ceased to listen to her and as Therese let go Emma’s left hand - the blue shiny part of the latex started to glow. The hands stuck in the latex sleeves were moved together behind Emma’s back and joined in a single glove with elbows bent. Emma couldn’t utter a sound. The gag inflated and now started to glow blue too and ‘what the hell is that thing seriously growing ?’ wrapped Emma’s mouth shut with the latexy ball gag in. Therese twisted the button on Emma’s neck now and the gag joined itself to the chin segment, trapping Emma’s mouth completely. Therese waited until the mechanics settled and now proceeded to stroke Emma’s mouth and shapely body and comfort her while standing behind the dressed up victim. There was a sweet taste on the ball, which Emma didn’t expect and she had a slight feeling of haziness back in the head now. Apart of the massive turn on which was now back, Emma had a feeling of terror. ‘Is that thing a poison or something? Am I dying? Am I getting aroused to a point of insanity? Would Therese have her drugged and sold to some white slavery ring wrapped like a latex doll? Please no, not like this.’ Emma whimpered and a tear fought itself through her eye.
“Oh pls love don’t cry, I am not going to hurt you, this is all part of the dress fitting.”
Somehow Emma felt a bit better but her resignation was apparent to Therese. “Oh stupid me, I forgot the main appliance of the dress, here let me fix it right away.” Therese while fondling Emma’s body, reached for the last button on the buttocks part of the skirt and twisted.
What followed was possibly the most exciting and invigorating feeling Emma ever experienced. The latex that was gluing to her groin started to get very warm and ‘oh geez is it melting my crotch ?’ continued to tear through her bodysuit! Tights!! And UNDIES!!! Then it paused and started to massage her most sensitive spot. Emma had a burning and freezing sensation enveloping her whole crotch area and her softest spot felt like it was going to start melting as well. The living latex depilated Emma perfectly and made itself through her vaginal and anal areas like lava. While the feelings of ecstasy and torture coursed through Emma’s body Therese caressed her and prepared her next tool. What seemed like a deodorant but with a glowing tip, Therese attached it to the glowing parts of the dress and swiped them while pressing a button to light up the shiny “deodorant”. Emma wanted to be ready for everything after the latex was busy shaping itself according to the shapes of her vagina, climaxing her several times because it was rhythmically adjusting to Emma’s vibrations as well. The glowing blue latex sort of exploded inside of the dress and Emma was now covered in it. The same thing that happened to Emma’s undergarments happened to the rest of her clothes and she was completely depilated and conserved by the substance and trapped inside the dress now.
“I was really hoping on testing this before I trapped you my love, but it works perfectly. The company I bought it from really knows their field of expertise.” “One more surprise for you” … Therese pulled on a string hidden behind a curtain and another statue was lowered down, this one was faceless and featureless but Emma was suspecting another crazy invention to jump out the statue and engulf and hug her into a more severe bondage.
“I am wondering if you think Lisa is trapped in that statue, now that you have seen many of the new modern biomechanical toys I posses.” “It would be quite the ultimate fun, but sadly no. I just had it made … I made Lisa stuck in wet plaster for it though, so it would turn out perfect. She is still snug as a bug in the dance studio, I left her a nice present before we left and you wouldn’t notice it, my fav pink attachable mini-vibrator, set it on low so Lisa wouldn’t climax. I didn’t use any of my “new toys” on her though - wanted you to be the first - had to do an old school vanilla tape bondage on Lisa, at least I managed to slip in the microfoam, I knew you wouldn’t raise an eyebrow over that one, tape is tape for you right my love?” Therese got closer to the engulfed victim and massaged Emma’s breast a little but had to be very careful of the spreading jumpy latex that was almost leaking from the dress. “Don’t you just love it, when things work perfectly.”
Therese now seated Emma who was almost fully cocooned (apart of her face, nose and ears) in sticky living latex and trapped within the dress, while the crotch mechanism was now causing ‘not forcing’ another orgasm on the poor damsel. “You are probably wondering why I am doing all this, you were so right, I am so lonely here in this vast mansion and I need company and you two cuties are my only friends it seems, I mean we connected so well in such short time and I feel your and Lisa’s eyes too... it seems this will be our ‘bonding’ experience, besides none of you have any families or boyfriends that would miss you, yea I know I am horrible, did my stalker research on you two.” Emma was drifting away. The dress had her in its embrace and controlled her whole body and every move, even the breathing seemed aligned with the sexual massage now. If felt like the dress was helping her breathe, to her huge surprise Emma could actually breathe through her gag, not just through her nose. This living substance having its way inside her was also massaging her torso and pressing gently on her ribcage which Emma found massively arousing, she didn’t know how the thing could have known, ‘oh gosh if only it would know about, gmphhhh’, latex swapped to her neck now gently grabbing onto it and ‘that feels like fingertips’ runnin into the top part of the neck where the hair was bound.
“The coating is almost done now, but it seems like I have to encourage the little bugger symbiote that is now having its way with you my love.” “Mhphmhmmhmhno.” Emma tried to produce any kind of sound but the gag prevented her vocal cords from uttering not even a bit of sound. Just deep breaths and very soft moans (that only she imagined were audible) followed.
Therese reached for her “deodorant remote” and shined on the latex that was accumulated around Emma’s mouth and then tapped it once. Immediately the substance shot up and moved over Emma’s eyes, quickly mummifying the girl and depriving her of sight, it also wrapped itself around edges of her nostrils but left the nostrils free, the ears however were plucked and covered and hair disappeared under the blue layer. Emma was feeling very claustrophobic but the dress slowed down her breathing and massaging relaxed her while the sweet gag procued juice that kept her on edge, ‘is it the scent or the fluid’ I am so lost.
Therese then attached a mouthpiece mask over Emma’s encased face. A centerpiece was locked into where Emma’s nose and stuffed mouth were still visible. Therese then wheeled in another rack. This one had different gas tubes placed securely inside. Without further ado, Therese placed comfortably sitting Emma into a lying position on the latex leather sofa and put her to sleep with a pink colored gas, while caressing her throbbing chest and groin areas.
The latex knew that Emma was asleep and glued her latex hosed legs together holding them tight and filling the gaps and lifted the legs up for more comfort.
“Snug as a bug. Now you relax while I go pick up our friend.”
Therese arrived just in time back to the dance studio, her heart was racing with the thrills and a little bit of panic, if Lisa managed to get free yet. The young duchess wasn't really telling the truth when she confessed to Emma about not using any appliances on Lisa. She had used a special microfoam tape with adhevise latex fiber layer that glued to Lisa's face like second skin (that's why Emma couldn't rip it off) and emitted pheromones. Same ones that Emma was now inhaling from her juicy gag and orgasming while being stuck in the rubbery sofa that the latex glued itself to. Therese’s fascination was more than apparent, the enveloping symbiotic substance was galvanizing and all the more convenient in bondage haha. Therese had previously added several drops of the orange pheromonal fluid into Emma's drink during the practice but the cutie was resisting it so bravely. ‘I wonder how Lisa is holding up against it.’
The plan really did work perfectly. Lisa was still there, squirming like a worm wrapped in the blanket trying to get the tape binds loose. She gave up on the gag, long time ago. Wringing and breathing deeply she struggled and moaned in her bonds, trying to climax, but even the vibrator was set up odd, as if it sensed she was getting close and stopped. “I was hoping the interval would be reliable.”
Lisa saw Therese, eyes widening angrily she screamed into her gag and overacted her frustrations, now after 'what felt like more than 2 or 3 hours of build up’. “I took care of Emma, now it's your turn my love.”
'Well that sounded kinda scary, what did you do with her u pervy bitch?’ Lisa now hummed and changed her eye expression to a concerned one, ‘geez now it's my turn to be completely at her mercy and she is licking her lips again damn it, it's so irritating!!!'
“Mmmphhhrhrhrr rrmep mmm ggmhmhm” … “no! Lisa! I wont let you go, in fact I came here to pack you for a trip to my mansion, Therese was lost in thoughts but worked quickly with her gizmos. Lisa must have inhaled the arousing pheromones for hours now but still was feisty ‘ … Therese had to be quick since a weird hunch was growing inside her.
The events that followed were rather quick and Lisa was fascinated but also horrified several times. First Therese un-wrapped Lisa from the blanket, and set up the vibrator on highest. Next she took out what looked like saran wrap and wove it around Lisa’s velvety opaque black fabric clad legs. “We wouldn’t wanna damage those”, Therese fondled Lisa’s legs. Then it was time for a red straightjacket ? ‘Lol is she gonna put me in some asylum or something?’ Lisa couldn’t move at all while Therese cleverly removed the tape binds and quickly grabbed the blondie’s feisty arms, recapturing them in the straightjacket from a shiny and sparkly material. The crotch strap was tightened so were the sleeves and an unexpected full neck collar but Therese was very gentle there for a very good reason, still the constrictions were causing Lisa to fuss and be concerned with her breath. Therese calmed her down and continued with first combing and then tying Lisa’s hair into a comfortable bun, ‘only she can tie them like I barely notice having any bun in the first place’. Lisa’s torso stuck in the straightjacket moved faster, as the vibrator was working faster ‘but still breaking rhythm’, she could feel the approaching climax. Therese noticed it and worked even quicker now, chloroform was poured on a hanky and she held the latter against Lisa’s roaring protests until they ceased. Lisa’s climax was prevented and Therese could wrap her straightjacketed torso and neck in saran wrap too. The collar was supporting Lisa’s head and Therese spun very carefully. Next up was to inspect Lisa’s gag, Therese poured several drops of a green glowing fluid from a vial she brought with her on Lisa’s adhesive tape gag and peeled it off in one mighty movement, then she removed the layer under the first one and removed the napkin stuffing. Lisa’s head was then covered by a china-doll mask with living latex mouthpiece, filling up the girl’s mouth and nose but bolstering her breathing ways. Therese attached a pulse detector as well ‘just in case’ and synchronized it with her watch. ‘Oh no is that the time, we can’t have Emma love waiting any longer.’
The mask was then covered under saran wraps as well and Therese was now carrying a 50 kilo mummy cutie over her shoulder. ‘Pfoof I should have had a carrier drone built instead.’
Passing several doors on the way out, having to unlock some of them (because Therese really didn’t want to take any chances of Lisa being found before Emma was all set), two events took place, Therese had to take a break carrying Lisa, lay her down, she stopped before unlocking the main dance studio door (which was made from a semi-opaque but still transparent glass) - and that was her luck – a silhouette stepped in front of the door. She realized that the person had seen her silhouette too, no point trying to hide and risk alarming unwanted attention. ‘Emergency situation calls for emergency props hehe, I am glad I took you with me’ and Therese pulled out a similar ball Emma was silenced with, she caught the pheromone scent as she pulled it out of her pocket and had to fondle herself a little from the boob to the groin. She had the ball in the palm behind her back and finally unlocked the door, not opening it fully obviously so Lisa’s cocoon would stay unnoticed by the person standing in the door.
“Oh yikes, hi there, I thought I’ve seen someone behind the door.”
A nicely and very symmetrically shaped and petite braided redhead, with blue/yellow glowing ‘wonderful eyes’ and '?!omg are those freckles!?' dressed in a bright red knitted winter hat, thick white autumn pullover, half opened black leather biker-jacket, really really short burning red leathery skirt, creamy white patterned thigh-highs and brown high-boots. ‘Oh she must be cold on those adorable legs of hers but wait what is that? are those tights? Ah yes! shiny Wilfred Neon 40s, she is wearing sheer hose but you can barely tell thx to the skirt and thigh highs being pulled high, hmmmm’
“Hi there cutie.” Therese wanted to lick her lips again but “controlled” herself.
‘Cutie huh, hm weird’ “Yea hi, erm I am Clara uhm I am looking for my sister … Lisa … I arrived on a plane today and wanted to surprise her, she wasn’t at her place, I had the key though and I found out she had ballet training scheduled on her calendar and she told me some time ago where in town she hangs out, surprise surprise that part of town had a ballet school so I yadayadayadayadayada…” ‘damn it who uses a calendar these days but hot damn it, I must have this girl’ Therese was now drooling inside her mouth and zoned out from what Lisa’s sister had to say.
“Well anyway, I saw a picture at my sister’s place too, I am sure you were on it and one more girl with brown hair?” Therese rushed back to the happenings suddenly “Oh how rude of me, my name is Therese” … she blocked the door with her left leg and shaked Clara’s hand when the petite girl got closer, the ball Therese was clutching in her left palm started to pulse as the vicious brunette reached for the switch on it, “and yes ofc I know your sister, and in fact she is here in the building but she is a little indisposed at this very moment, the other girl on the picture you mentioned is Emma, would you like to come inside?”
“Oh yes sure, I’m so glad I found the right pl…mhhhppp” Therese stuffed the living latex ball in Clara’s mouth, activated it, grabbed redhead inside and let the door close again.
“Be quiet honey, the gag will keep your mouth sealed and secure. Also it will stimulate you with certain pheromones making you benevolent and obedient. There is no reason to struggle, I am not gonna hurt you, you and your sister - over there - will come with me to my mansion and live with me, I will take good care of you all.”
The latex gag was progressing filling up Clara's mouth and doing exactly what her captor described so well. Clara's hands were held but not in a brutal way, she could tell the by the force adjustment of the charming brunette restraining her. She tried to mumble but couldn't, the gag was clutching her whole while filling it up. It wasn't uncomfortable and the fluid she managed to swallow tasted very sweet. Therese pointed out at Lisa's cocooned body laying on the floor. “You will help me carry your sister to my car now and you will not utter a sound.” Then Therese released her temporary prisoner and Clara … pictured instinctively reaching for her gag and trying to pull it out but also pondered what if I will just make her angry and she will hurt me … 'but she said she wouln't hurt me'.
“Be a good girl and I will give you everything you ever wanted.”
Lisa was loaded up in the trunk of the sports car, yes Therese had that prepaired as a special touch and as a ultra-special touch Lisa was placed in her own secure crate? No sarcophagus! Then Therese seated Clara in the car, this time attaching all the belts and gizmos that were available and Emma previously hasn't seen or experienced. “Do you like this honey? You don't have to answer, oh wait you can't haha. I call it the 'safety seat'.”
Clara was strapped and bound on every limb, and Therese helped to rearrange and make her hat comfortable from the previous struggles. This made Clara a bit more relaxed 'she didn't have to do that, I guess …'
“Comfortable honey ? It won't be a long drive, besides Emma is waiting for us and I made her wait sooo long now.”
'Geez she captured Lisa's friend too, I am really on a tightrope here.'
Stopped by the police, for a routine check up … ??? NO PROBLEM, Lisa was placed inside her very seat - like inside a coffin - as soon as Therese saw a police car approaching, she pressed a button and the little bit panicking redhead had her hopes for a discovery shattered by the seat burrying and sealing her inside of it. Therese got off the hook faster than she expected and she licked her lips at the cute female officer controlling her drivers license, causing her to blink fast and repeatedly and dismiss Therese to continue.
Therese thought, 'hmmm I wonder if … nah not the police officer dummy, that one will definitely be missed by someone!' … 'oh well maybe some other time.'
When the police car was far away, Clara was reemerged from her seat prison and Therese took off her oxygen (and a little bit of the pheromone relaxant in the mix) mask that was applied to her while inside the unexpected concealing device. Clara moaned with pleasure and Therese comforted her, the seat had vibrations on all the right spots going on of course as well. The both girls had plenty of time to talk, at least in Therese's case and she explained everything to the freckled cutie.
They reached the mansion and Therese carried Lisa away first, letting Clara enjoy her blissful peril a bit longer. Therese brought more appliances after laying Lisa comfortably in the house. She wasn't going to take any chances on letting the cute redhead get away. After unbuckling Clara from all the binds and gizmos, Therese used 2 larger latex balls, throwing them and letting them burst all over Clara's body and swiftly cocooning her in a thin but tight restrictive layer. No damage to the car or any excessive amount of latex anywhere, 'zero waste' bodycocoon - glueing the limbs to the body - worked perfect and Therese carried strangely obedient and calm Clara over her shoulder to the house as well.
Hours later all three captured girls were sealed up in dresses same as Emma's except Lisa had a green undertoned living latex coating and Clara red. Therese then played with her new latex dolled friends until dawn, making them all writhe in pleasure and falling for her games and the new way of life as her companions.
To be continued