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Chapter 7

It is late afternoon when Carolyn wakes up. For a moment she is disoriented to find someone in her bed and then remembers that she allowed her rubber slave to join her. With a shock her words spoken in the heat of passion, ‘I love you’ comes flying back to her. She looks at Susan laying beside her encased in her black shinny latex and realizes that yes she has come to love this sweet rubber woman. She bends over and kisses her waking her in the process, “good morning sweet rubber slut,” she says tenderly.

“Good morning Goddess,” Susan says looking up at her. She kisses her back and says softly, her latex covered hand reaching up to caress Carolyn’s face, “I love you so much. Thank you for letting me be me.”

Carolyn smiles and strokes Susan’s body, “I love you, my rubber clad slut.” She gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom to pee and clean up. “Please come join me after you make the bed.” She says and after peeing starts the shower. Once Susan comes in she helps her out of the rubber suit and washes her and it out.

As they are finishing Susan says, “Goddess, may I remove my eyebrows?”

“Why is that?” Carolyn asks surprised.

“I wish to be transformed to be your rubber slut totally Goddess. Make me into what your heart desires. Let me please and worship you in the form we both want.” comes the reply.

“Carolyn looks at her and then smiles, “Of course… Shave them off and I will be right back,” She gets out of the shower and drying off goes into her dresser. In the bottom drawer of her dresser is her own fetish clothing. She pulls out a special hood; it has tiny eyeholes that are covered with blue lenses, nostril openings, ear holes, and a hole the shape of lips. It is made of a heavy rubber and looks like a face made from shiny black latex. Finally, instead of zipping up it have laces in the back so it can be pulled tight against the face.

Coming back to the bathroom she sees Susan standing there, her body hairless from her feet to the top of her head. Carolyn gets the hair retardant lotion and helps Susan into the suit. Pulling the gloves on her she holds up the head mask for her to see. Susan’s happy face and bright smile are all the encouragement Carolyn needs to put it on her. She starts lacing it up and hears Susan’s voice begging for it to be tighter. Pulling it tightly she ties off the lacing and then tucks everything up under the suit before zipping it closed also.

Coming around the front she looks at Susan and feels her knees go weak. “You look wonderful,” she says. Carolyn turns Susan around so she can see herself in the mirror. The only parts that are not black and shinny are her lips, both upper and lower. Tilting her head down Susan spies a tube of red lipstick and applies it to her lips before turning back to Carolyn. “Good choice my sweet,” Carolyn says and leads her out of the bathroom. She guides her to a chair and helps her into the shoes.

At the hall way they part company, “Will you make up some coffee please while I check in on our guest,” Carolyn asks. With a nod Susan makes her way slowly into the kitchen working to see through the tiny blue covered holes. Carolyn heads down and into the control room. According to the machine Rachel has been in the chair for 6 hours now and has not been zapped in almost 5 of those hours. She switches out the pictures to those of men dominating women and in acts of making love.

To her surprise Rachel is not zapped at all. She turns up the power to 50 percent and sits watching for a zap. After fifteen minutes she sees Susan enter the chair room carrying a tray with two cups of coffee on it. Carolyn stands and goes out to meet her. As she walks out Rachel looks her way and is shocked for her effort. She walks over to Susan and smiling takes a cup, “good girl, thank you Rubber Sut,”

“You’re welcome Goddess. I was not sure I was allowed,” Susan says tilting her head down.

“Goddess? A girl wishes to serve you,” Rachel says from the chair.

Carolyn kisses Susan and says, “What do you think rubber slut? Do you think she has had enough yet?”

Susan turns towards Rachel and then turns back to Carolyn, “Goddess may I?” she says gesturing towards the bound woman.

Carolyn nods.

Susan walks slowly to a table and sets down her tray and coffee cup. She heads to Rachel and looks at her.

Carolyn follows and stands at the other side of Rachel and watches as Rachel glances at them but quickly focuses back on the screen.

Susan tilts her head down and disconnects the leads that lead to the nipple on her side. Leaning down she starts to suck and lick on it. To Carolyn’s amazement Rachel is soon being shocked over and over. She smiles and then removes the leads from the breast on her side and Starts suckling and biting at the nipple. The rougher Carolyn is the more Rachel is shocked, her screams begging for more ringing out over the shocks. Stopping she replaces the shock leads and motions for Susan to do the same. She looks down at the helpless woman and listens to Rachel’s whimpers of need.

Motioning Susan to follow they grab their coffee and go the control room. Sitting in the only chair Carolyn points to the floor for Susan to kneel before her. “Ok rubber slut. You know something I don’t. Speak now and tell me everything.” She takes a sip of her coffee, though she likes a spook of sugar she does not want to get Susan side tracked. “You may drink your coffee while you speak my sweet.” She adds as an after thought.

Susan sips her coffee, “Goddess, my mistress, my love. Permission to speak freely please?”

Carolyn leans back, she had not expected Susan to ask to speak as anything except a devoted slave girl. ‘Perhaps Susan had better head to the bag for more conditioning.’ she thinks. She looks at Susan and for the first time wishes she was not covered in latex. It is impossible to read her face with the hood on and eyes covered like they are. Finally not seeing any other choice Carolyn sighs softly and says, “Permission granted… Susan.”

Susan bites her lip and looks up at her goddess, this was much harder then she thought it would be. Even though she had asked and her goddess had granted after a time the words were not forth coming. She lowers her head to the floor and “Forgive a rubber slave for asking,” feeling better that she took back the request.

Carolyn sighs and looks at Susan ‘What to do? How will she get the answers without having to drag it out of Susan?’ She wonders. This was so much more completed then she imagined it would be. “Stay there head to the floor till I return.” She says a plan coming to her.

Susan stays in place, her head to the floor sobbing softly; she had displeased her goddess twice. First for asking to speak and then for taking it back. She feels crushed and wishes she is in the chair being shocked for being bad. When her goddess comes back she will beg to be punished harshly for being bad. Perhaps then her goddess will forgive her.

Carolyn comes back and kneels across from Susan. “Look at me rubber slut.”

Susan witches with every foot fall of her Goddess coming back. At Carolyn’s command she sits up and looks at her in shock. Carolyn is dressed from head to toe in latex just as she is.

Carolyn reaches out a latex covered hand and takes Susan’s in hers, “Now my sweet, talk to me. One rubber sister to another, as equals would speak.” When Susan does not speak she takes her other hand, “please talk to me.” She realizes she should have just ordered it out of Susan and lowers her head disappointedly.

Susan watches her Goddess; she does not speak because she does not want to. She does not speak because she is in shock. To see her Goddess dressed like this turns her on more then she can express. When Carolyn lowers her head Susan realizes that she took her silence as defiance. “Goddess…” She sees Carolyn’s head rise and shakes no. “Mistre… Carolyn, the more I took my rage out on Rachel the more she begged for it. Once she got past the defiance she begged me to whip her more. It was her idea about the ice cubes against her clit and the salt in the wounds and her eyes.”

Susan gulps and looks down, “I gave her what she wanted but it was not from rage in the end. It was from compassion.” She rests her head on the floor. “Please forgive me for failing you.” She kneels there, her head to the floor, shoulders shaking, feeling lost and crying.

Carolyn kneels there not sure what to say. She had heard of people who lived for pain but had never met one. She reaches her hand out to stroke Susan’s back. As Susan lifts her head up Carolyn pulls her close into a tight hug. Kissing her passionately she says, “I forgive you Susan… A mistress forgives her rubber slave… And a goddess is proud of her rubber slut.”

Susan is shocked to say the least. She expected to be punished but instead was granted a boon like none she could ever have dreamed for. Her love and devotion for this woman who opened her dream to reality swells to heights she had never imagined possible. “Thank you,” she says and kisses her latex Goddess back passionately.

Standing Carolyn reaches out and takes Susan’s hand. “Well let us take our coffee up stairs my sweet and have something to eat. I am sure something will come to mind.” She picks her coffee up and takes Susan’s hand in her free hand. Leading her upstairs she makes lunch and both kneel on the floor eating side by side.

After lunch Carolyn looks at Susan, “why don’t we tuck you into your bag so you can rest and I can think?”

“If you wish my goddess,” Susan replies

Carolyn leads her up the stairs and tucks her in, inflates the bags and starts the I-pod. She goes to lie back on the bed and opening up her bedside table drawer pulls out a vibrator. Opening the lower zipper she masturbates and cums loudly. She had forgotten how much she loves being covered in latex and confined. She listens to the sounds of Susan breathing tube and fantasies that it is her in the bag being programmed into a rubber slut.

When she calms down, Carolyn changes out of the tight purple latex cat suit and into regular clothing. She gets up and heads to the control room after collecting some pieces of rubber clothing from her closet. She starts programming a new conditioning program just for Rachel. A rubber slut with a need for tight lacing corsets. ‘That should help with the need for pain she has.’ She thinks. Standing she goes out to Rachel.

Standing behind her Carolyn says, “It is time to become my rubber slut,” She starts removing the electrodes, “I know what you need my sweet and I will give you all you want and more Rachel,” She tweaks one of Rachel’s nipples hard and gets a moan of pleasure in reply. Releasing the last strap she takes Rachel’s hand and leads her to the isolation room. “Clean yourself,” she says motioning towards the shower.

Once Rachel comes out of the shower she dries her off and then slathers her with the hair retardant lotion. She pulls out a cat suit from the pile of black latex. The zipper goes like Susan’s up the back. But this one has cutouts for breasts while Susan’s is closed with zippers. She helps Rachel into it and then the shoulder length rubber gloves. Finally she places the hood on Rachel’s head and after placing ear buds in her ears, zips it closed.

Leading her over to the mattress, Carolyn lays her down and laces a pair of knee length toe shoes on her feet. “Tomorrow we will add more things for you to wear and endure.” she says as she helps Rachel slide into a bag. As a final gesture she holds up a pair of cloth pins before Rachel’s eyes. “This should keep you happy,” she says as she places one on each nipple. Placing the outer hood on, she inflates both of them and smiles as Rachel thrashes around slightly. Plugging the ear buds to the wall jack she smiles and goes to clean everything up.

‘Tomorrow will be an interesting day’ she thinks as she cleans. With hurrying Rachel into the bag she wonders how long to leave her in. She smiles once more and then heads up for a snack and to catch the late show before bed. As she passes a window she sees that it is only early evening, not even really dark yet, “Damn guess I better make a pot of coffee instead.”