All events and persons in this story are fantasy or fiction.
I am still without an editor, so please excuse any mistakes in grammar and story flow.
Enjoy pfanv
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My Masters birthday was a month away, and he gave me a $1000.00 budget to get him a present. Lately, he would text me a message to put myself in different types of bondage for him when he arrived home. He also introduced some latex garments into my wardrobe of clothing. He also wanted me to wear tall heels I was present wearing 5-inch heels, and I was almost walking on my tip toes because of my very small size 6 foot. He was patient with my slow progress, and I had been a bit whiney about my sore feet.
So I started to plan my surprise by ordering two pairs of ballet boots the ultimate high heels. I had one month to learn to walk in them delivery time was two days. In my spare time, I snooped in Masters internet browser history to see what else he was interested in. Finding a website devoted to latex doll suits completely covering the wearer in latex, hole for the mouth with and a zipper for the pussy and ass access, no eye holes or earholes, finding the order page, I carefully measured my body and ordered one.
I waited impatiently for the boots to arrive when they did I excitedly unpacked the ballet boot and forced my feet into them for the first time lacing them up and admiring the way they hugged my small feet and shapely legs. I pulled myself to stand for the first time in the ballet boots pain shoot up from my feet and ankles I collapsed back on the chair. Well, pain or not I was committed to this most of my $1000. Budget spent already. I pulled myself back to standing and ignoring the pain took a few steps using the wall for support. Walking ten steps and turning and walking back to sit in the chair. Checking the time I still had another hour before I had to prepare for Master. Knowing once her saw me in them, I would be wearing them as my everyday footwear. Master only worked weekdays, so I only had 20 days to practice.
Ok now up and bear the pain I had 40 minutes left before I had to prepare for Mater's arrival home. So I stood up and staggered around the room the pain forced tears from my eyes, but I was determined, so I continued to circle the room. At the end of the 40 minutes, I was able to take a few steps without using the wall for balance. I removed the boots and hid them away. Assuming my slave position by the door with latex bra with my pierced nipples poking thru the cutouts for them then adding the clover clamps connected with a heavy weighted chain per the instructions he texted me.
Each day after Master left for work I would force my feet into the ballet boots and practice walking in them. By the second week, I could do most of my chores wearing them but still in quite a bit of pain. The third week I worked on the stairs, they were now just uncomfortable, and the latex suit arrived on Thursday but too late for me to try it on. Tucking it and the boots away I prepared for Masters arrival. A side benefit of the ballet boots was that my normal 5-inch heels no longer gave me any trouble. Master noticed this and rewarded me with an hour of TV. Friday I tried the latex suit on all but the helmet the suit was red and the black ballet boots contrasted nicely with it. By Friday I was wearing the ballet boots all day was almost pain-free and when I put my normal heels on, I felt short.
I was thinking about how I wanted to present myself to Master then remembered a small section the latex website about people who shipped themselves in crates. How was I going to get a crate and pack myself in it and ship it to Master at work? Thinking of Master close friend a Dom who lived close by I placed a quick phone call and she agrees to help me. We planned to meet Monday once Master left for work she had connections that could make the crate to ship me in. I was having a hard time containing my excitement over what Master would think when he opened the crate in his office and found his own personal latex fuck doll wearing ballet boots.
The Dom showed up first thing Monday morning and helped me into the latex suit including the helmet and ballet boots sitting me on the floor had me hug my knees to my chest and measured how big to have the crate made. She told me, she would make sure Master was in his office alone on Friday to receive and up pack me. I wore the boots all day that last week knowing I would most likely be wearing them the rest of my days. The Dom called on Thursday and said she had the crate and made all the arrangements to have it delivered to Masters office and would be over Friday morning at 9 am to help me into the crate. Thursday evening was tough as I had to keep reminding myself not to act too excited.