Christmas Stuffed and Wrapped

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This was my last training session prior to the Christmas break and I thought about giving the blog a Christmas theme:  

Tis the season to be Jolly

Fa la la la la, la la la la (fa la la la la, la la la la)

Stuff the slave with great big dildo

Fa la la la la, la la la la (fa la la la la, la la la la)

Then fix the slave with lots of poly

Fa la la la la ...

Then I realised the session was far too intense and enjoyable to trivialise with Vogon Christmas carols, so I shall just share my experiences as they happened -

Down down deeper and down

Book appointment  👍

Confirmation mail from Mistress 👍 

 

A.M. do Rapid Lateral Flow Test 👍

Hour before ring Mistress to confirm 👍

Arrive exactly on time wearing mask 👍

Temperature taken by Maggie 👍

Provide proof of negative covid test 👍

Follow that glorious latex derrière to Playroom 👍

and let the real enjoyment begin.

The calling letter from Mistress Maggie gave a lot more scope for my imagination to work on -

‘Your rubber Mistress has been spawning ideas for an experience that will have you swimming into the festive season, in double layers my plaything will be suitably decorated and going with the flow’.

Although I couldn't glean what exactly might happen, there was sufficient reverie to tickle and excite my active imagination. Maggie had greeted me in her shiny gold catsuit which shimmered invitingly throughout the preliminaries, and once I was stripped down to nothing but my rubber socks and gloves I was soon worshipping her knee high black boots with some encouragement from her riding crop. Not that I needed any encouragement and not that Mistress used the crop in anger, more a giddy up and get on with it slave. It was a little different from my normal place of worship in so much that Maggie was casually poised on a tall stool, but my position was as appropriate as always: kneeling at her feet in worship, ready to lick, kiss and generally enjoy the experience. I know not to stray above the boots with my worship but it didn't stop my nose being assailed with the most glorious scent of latex and Mistress.


Mistress then employed me to do some furniture shifting.‘Bring the padded bench into the room please slave. Park it alongside the bed, and take this stool out while you’re there', she said. I knew Mistress wouldn’t be having me shift furniture without some ulterior motive, and true to form I soon found myself draped over the bed with arms outstretched, chained by my wrists to the bed posts and having an aromas soaked towel held over my nose. I few deep breaths had me feeling relaxed, ready for what can only be described as a penetrating experience. Mistress donned her strap-on and loaded it with her large gold dildo, then lubing me up she slowly mounted her slave.

After a good few minutes riding me, Maggie decided she had had enough but my asshole hadn't, so taking off the dildo she sat on the bed and proceeded to make sure it went in deeper and deeper. Once satisfied (and so was I 😁) that her largest electro butt plug would go in easily, the monster was installed snugly in my asshole and tested to ensure it was working ok.

It didn't take long to have me zipped safe and sound inside my Invincible catsuit, with the bum electro leads fed through one of the zippers. It was then that I understood where the next part of the session was heading. Maggie was going to shrink wrap her slave to the Plank and the legs were being screwed onto it ready to get started. Out came the pre-prepared plastic cape, made to make the shoulder wrapping easier and ensure the neck isn’t wrapped too tight, (I have repeatedly eulogised about how thorough and thoughtful Maggie is in her preparation and the comfort of her slaves) it was draped round my shoulders and the cling film wrap commenced.

Mistress had devised a better way of plank wrapping her slave, I was to stand there like a maypole while Maggie circled round me again and again, winding me up with her roll of film until I was thoroughly covered in layers of see through plastic between neck and thighs. The film was then smoothed down before laying me on the plank for the final lower wrap. We agreed that by leaving my legs free it would be easier for me to straddle the plank and shuffle backward or forwards into the best position, Maggie would then be able to clingfilm my legs together.

That worked superbly well, my legs were temporarily roped to the overhead gantry and et voila, it was easy to wrap the legs. Mistress asked me if I needed any cushions and put one under my head and another under my calves. Things then started to get somewhat immobile as Maggie proceeded to wrap me to the plank. I must say I like that experience because I can just make out Maggie's superb breasts as she leans over to pass the roll round her slave. Some good that did apart from urging my cock to become more active.

Maggie wanted her slave totally plasticised. By using her inflatable plastic hood she could achieve that and use its mouth tube to incorporate some restricted breathing, but she also wanted me to experience the joys of more aromas: a plan that created a bit of a quandary. In my experience Maggie has never been a lady who’s foxed by a challenge, so I wasn’t at all surprised when a few moments later she leapt up with a eureka solution. First I was fitted into the latex anaesthetic hood then, with a tight squeeze, the transparent plastic one was forced over the top, and before I knew it my head was puffed up like a balloon. After that my vision became somewhat hazy and even moreso when Mistress said. ‘Let’s find out if these hoods work shall we? Take a deep breath out slave…’ The aroma cloth was held over my mouth tube ‘… and take a deep breath in!... Heaven - I was able to breathe through my nose to get the full effect and Mistress caressed my head with her latex gloves as I floated away into a marvellous place.

By now I was no more than a rigid plaything, a mummy for Mistress to do with as she pleased and that involved freeing a space in the wrapping where my cock was already trying to make its escape. Snip, snip went the scissors and my cock and balls pulled through to the outside. However, their freedom was only short lived because Mistress had assembled some special devices designed to inflict electric current on the groin area. My cock was locked in an electric chastity cage and an electro scrotal bag  stretched over the top to encapsulate my balls. So three electric circuits were used, one to cock, one to balls and one up my bum, giving Mistress the chance to use her new electric control box and the thrill of sending her stimulating electric pulses flowing in all directions.

Over time those electro levels were being gradually raised, each time I got used to a new sensation a little bit more was added. Maggie made sure her plaything knew its survival lay in her hands by occasionally cutting off my air supply with her rubbered finger, at other times she would feed me with life-giving water or send her sweet breaths down my airway tube. 

The ambience in the room then changed: a disco light was positioned so that the effects were visible through the plastic inflatable hood and the main lighting turned off. That was a strange sensation. Gazing at all the blues, yellows and greens swirling above me was such a different ambience and as I quietly lay there I thought of nothing but Mistress Maggie. Was it brain washing, a psychedelic experience or just a vision of the heaven that Maggie had brought me to? Whatever, I momentarily returned to the Christmas theme of Peace On Earth.

With the scene set and her work done Maggie took up a reclining position on the bed and put her feet up on the object she’d created. I do enjoy being her footstool and loved every minute, however, the joy didn’t last forever. The electric levels were raised reasonable high by now, and running her latex hands over my torso to check my temperature Maggie decided to increase the heat. Hello hairdryer!  - it’s heat was used all over me, making my wrapping shrink just a little bit more before concentrating on my chastity cage and playing with my self control. I didn't last long and as Maggie expected I ended up apologising again! Mistress Maggie knows her slave very well, there was no way I could stop my cock from exploding! I really don’t mind, because Maggie can do and does do whatever she wishes with this slave.

This was the best possible Christmas present and thank you Mistress for giving your slave a VERY Merry Christmas. I really look forward to 2022 and as I said, the session was too wonderful to descend into Vogon.