I have been into the BDSM scene for a while now and always enjoyed every different aspect of it, some more than others however. About 2 years ago I got into rubber, everything about it entranced me. The stretch, the smell, the way it would stick to my body like a second skin It made me feel free yet it was a prison I could not escape.
I had recently been expanding my collection, I had an extra room in my apartment that I had turned into a rubber room/dungeon. It had some tie-downs from the ceiling, a spanking bench, and a small closet that had been turned into a cell. Rubber suits and wear hung from the wall as well as rubber restraints and various other items like straightjackets, hoods, and gags littered the walls.
I hosted some friends I had met on sites as well as kinky hookups here and there but all of my stuff was budget-friendly at best. Only meant for a few years of play and my rubber suits since cheap would often rip or tear after many times being worn.
After doing some thorough research I came across the king of rubber outfits, the Saudurio Latex Suit.
The best on the market, it was inescapable due to built-in cuffs on the wrists, ankles, thighs, and upper arms, as well as the collar. With head-to-toe encasement, this suit one locked on could not be taken off by the wearer unless they had the keys, and even then it would be a chore. Made of heavy rubber it would squeeze every inch of the person wearing it and hold them like a prisoner. All that rubber did not come cheap though, for five thousand dollars to be exact.
Well out of my price range but oh how I would give anything to be locked in that suit and restrained, kept locked away in a deep dark hole for just a day. I would search for photos or videos, anything I could find of it being locked on unwilling victims, and then jack off wishing it were on me instead.
I had joined a rubber forum a while back just to find friends, events, and new gear maybe an occasional hookup if they were close by. However, one afternoon while online I received a message from a Gentleman explaining he liked my profile and my photos and was looking for a boy to encase in rubber and train.
The photos he sent next made my cock rise as I saw a whole basement filled with wall-to-wall rubber. Suits, hoods, jackets, pants, bondage pieces, gloves, sleepsacks, armbinders, gags, and more than you could imagine. Metal cages on the floor and bolted to the wall and a heavy beam running down from the rafters in the middle of the room with shackles bolted to the side and hanging to keep someone nice and secure while forcing them to stand.
However, none of that caught my attention like the box in the corner of one of the photos. I zoomed in, it was unmistakable. The black box with red lines running diagonally and a large metallic S covering the front. It was the suit I had been drooling over and gazing at on my computer for hours on end.
I wrote back that I was very interested but I had one condition I wanted to try on the Saudurio suit. He wrote back quickly answering he had just gotten it and he had been looking for a boy to try it on and I was just the right dimensions.
We exchanged a few more pics and I sent him my stats, interests, and limits and quickly agreed to a meet this weekend. It turned out he was only thirty minutes away just outside of town. He had been this close all along and I had never even known it! The week that followed couldn't have passed more slowly, every minute at work all I could think about was being locked in that suit and I had to think elsewhere to contain the growing monster in my pants.
Finally, on Friday after I finished work I rushed home and started preparing. I hopped in the shower cleaned every last inch of hair below my eyebrows off my body and cleaned myself out with an enema just in case.
After I was finished I put on sneakers, a pair of jeans, and a T-shirt and started the quick thirty-minute drive to the address. I was told to bring nothing with me but my car keys. The entire drive I could only imagine what was going to be done to me tonight.
When I finally pulled in the sun had set and it was dark, I turned down the drive to a small farm in the remote part of town with no other houses around for a mile or so, plenty remote. I parked the car in the drive and walked up to the house, a note was taped to the door telling me to walk around to the garage connected to the back of the house.
As I opened the side door and walked in I was greeted by the smell I so fondly loved. The sweet stench of rubber punched me in the face as I looked around in awe at all the rubber items but soon noticed the suit I was here for draped over the metal cage against the wall.