Mistress was predominantly dressed in black latex and an old familiar feeling began to overwhelm me as I followed her up to the Playroom. There were touches of red contrasting strongly with the black, particularly her long flowing ponytail, crisp red latex gloves and red belt. I have known my Mistress for over 10 years and I know the ponytail is false, but the effect is outstanding, particularly in the current configuration. You will see what I mean in the images. Suffice is to say, it didn’t take me long to be once more mesmerized and drawn back under the spell of a very sensual, sexy and dominant beautiful woman.
Mistress beckoned me onto my knees at her feet, where I was fitted with a rather snug fitting latex hood before I started worshipping her comfortable, long black boots. I was as gentle as gentle could be and I wasn’t sure if I was being too gentle, but again I didn’t want to aggravate her beautiful but still mending leg. The black lace up boots continued to receive my attentions whilst my backside was given the occasional caress with her butterfly crop, though I know from experience that the same crop can deliver quite a sting if tongue work on her leather boots were to displease her. Altogether, it felt a pretty good position for a slave to be in.
Conscious that Mistress’ leg was not fully recovered, I tried to take as much of the strain away from her movements by volunteering to move equipment and even, off my own initiative, moved the horse closer to where Maggie was sitting so that she could ease in my red plug from a sitting position. Maggie genuinely appreciated that, and although it seemed strange to be having my butt plug inserted before I was in my Invincible latex suit, it was more important that my ass was stretched back into action a.s.a.p. after its lack of practice. Strange because without the safety of the zip holding it in, I had to clench my buttocks to make sure it stayed there. I didn’t need to worry too long though, as I was soon inside my suit and zipped all the way to my hood, giving that restrictive feeling that only a good rubber catsuit can provide.
Mistress always helps with my dressing, as getting my arms into the suit’s sleeves on my own is usually a problem and once again she was happy to assist. If I am honest, I love the feeling when Mistress smooths the suit to ensue a snug fit and the sensations when I am polished all over with Mr. Sheen certainly pushes me yet further under Maggie’s spell. We talked and joked about what had happened since our previous session and fortunately Maggie could see the funny side when I quipped that her daily walks would probably be going in circles with one good leg and the other one yet to receive a similar operation… Mistress does have a sense of humour and doesn’t always punish her slaves for such remarks. After all Maggie does not need any reason to administer punishments, that’s one of the Chambers rules.
It was at this point that I realized that the bum electrodes had ceased to stimulate. I could just lie there and pretend it was ok but that is not what I have promised to my Mistress, so I mentioned the lack of sensation which I’ve come to learn will provoke a good amount of ‘tut-tutting’ from Mistress, thankfully the problem was easily rectified today, by reinserting one of the wires in its appropriate hole. It was just as well I mentioned it before the S10 gas mask was applied as communication is always a little muted though the gas mask. The mask was topped off with an open face mask which covered my head and completed my incarceration in total rubber. I do love that feeling where everything in my little world consists of rubber and Mistress. Nothing else matters but pleasing the most stunning person I know, and such a bonus that she is a rubber loving lady herself.
Of course I told Mistress on her return but I oh so desperately wanted the session to continue and we progressed to the next stage of her plan. Maggie had announced on Twitter that she had obtained a glass bottle that she wanted to try out as a bubble bottle. Filled with water it created a very loud bubbling response from her slave, in fact probably the loudest breathing bubble noises I have experienced. The aroma delivery system was incorporated into the breathing system and I sunk, or elevated even further under Maggie's control and I was slowly anaesthetized by the aromas, restricted by bubble breathing and stimulated continually around my abdomen with a configuration that now included the smallest electrode in her vast arsenal. Could a slave get any higher sensations and feeling in the presence of his goddess?
Another new initiative was to be introduced in the form of Maggie's vital signs monitor. After all what good is the electro therapy if its efficacy cannot be measured. The new machine was duly plugged in and the blood pressure cuff placed on my arm and inflated and the pulse monitor clipped on a finger. This is a procedure that is probably well known by anyone who has had a health check with their nurse or doctor. The machine was certainly exuding all the expected beeps and noises, what was not quite as obvious were the effectiveness of the monitors through the thick latex of the suit and the thinner latex of the gloves. However readings were showing on her machine, and even if not totally accurate were sufficient to act as comparison (BP 124/63 which is accurate for me in a relaxed state)The time had come for Maggie to determine whether increased electrotherapy affected my vital signs. Both nipple zips were opened and electro pads were stuck next to each nipple and then had nipple pumps attached, which Mistress really wound up so they were sucking hard on my nipples. Little did I know that these had electric capability as well. There I was with extended, bulging nipples flanked by these little pads and when their circuits were initialized I had power coursing through my cock and balls, power still inside with the bum plug and now power applied to each nipple.
The red butt plug didn’t stay in for long and I was once more in a prone position along the horse with my zipper lowered and trusty red plug being eased out. It seems to have a mind of its own because it is far easier to insert than extract the plug. I suppose that’s how it should be. The plug wants to stay warm and hidden in its home… anyway it was to be replaced with an electro plug of a reasonably similar size, so I knew exactly what kind of shocking experience may lie in store, well in my bum at least. The electrics were checked and I confirmed with a little jump and a sigh that I was receiving a good strong signal.
Maggie had decided that her slave should be bound in a contrasting red body harness that restricts both arm and leg movement, and after a good deal of buckling we were off to The Clinic. Once again Maggie called on her slave to perform a heavy task of fixing the leg extension onto the couch. It is indeed quite heavy and definitely requires two hands and bending down to ensure a clean, precise fit. This is not easy whilst trying to hold the electrode cables out of harms way and the harness restricting my movement.
A tip that I may have mentioned in a previous blog, but it is important so as not to overbalance the couch I suggest you mount the couch from the side, sit well back in the chair part and gently swing both legs onto the couches extension. It sounds easy and it is with a little care, practice and gentle movements. Once positioned, it was a relatively easy matter for Mistress to carry on buckling, making sure my arms were secured to my sides and my legs fixed together in a mummy type fashion, and once more fully at her mercy. I love that feeling every time I give my body to the Mistress I trust absolutely.
It was at this point that I realized that the bum electrodes had ceased to stimulate. I could just lie there and pretend it was ok but that is not what I have promised to my Mistress, so I mentioned the lack of sensation which I’ve come to learn will provoke a good amount of ‘tut-tutting’ from Mistress, thankfully the problem was easily rectified today, by reinserting one of the wires in its appropriate hole. It was just as well I mentioned it before the S10 gas mask was applied as communication is always a little muted though the gas mask. The mask was topped off with an open face mask which covered my head and completed my incarceration in total rubber. I do love that feeling where everything in my little world consists of rubber and Mistress. Nothing else matters but pleasing the most stunning person I know, and such a bonus that she is a rubber loving lady herself.
A few inches of bare skin were exposed as Maggie gently slipped open my crotch zip and tied a tight red rope tourniquet round the base of my cock and balls, a double looped electrode was positioned round my cock and a sticky electrode just above my guiche piercing.
Perhaps now is the right time to explain the title of this blog. I am not sure why but instead of growing to a reasonable size my pathetic cock shriveled to chipolata size. Mistress was somewhat disappointed, saying that as I got older my cock size was decreasing and in order to hide the embarrassing little prick she stuck some sticking plaster over it. Hence:
CL = 1/SA
Where CL = cock length and SA = slaves age, hence the older I get the smaller my cock gets!
Mistress announced that she would need to find the smallest available electrode for the smallest cock in the room. Now remember, Maggie had my butt plug running on pulse program and whilst she was out electrode hunting… well I just couldn’t stop it. Mistress had forced me to cum with nothing more than sticking plasters and e-stimming my bumhole. Well I suspect the thought and actions of my most sensual Mistress had a lot to do with me losing control!
Of course I told Mistress on her return but I oh so desperately wanted the session to continue and we progressed to the next stage of her plan. Maggie had announced on Twitter that she had obtained a glass bottle that she wanted to try out as a bubble bottle. Filled with water it created a very loud bubbling response from her slave, in fact probably the loudest breathing bubble noises I have experienced. The aroma delivery system was incorporated into the breathing system and I sunk, or elevated even further under Maggie's control and I was slowly anaesthetized by the aromas, restricted by bubble breathing and stimulated continually around my abdomen with a configuration that now included the smallest electrode in her vast arsenal. Could a slave get any higher sensations and feeling in the presence of his goddess?
Another new initiative was to be introduced in the form of Maggie's vital signs monitor. After all what good is the electro therapy if its efficacy cannot be measured. The new machine was duly plugged in and the blood pressure cuff placed on my arm and inflated and the pulse monitor clipped on a finger. This is a procedure that is probably well known by anyone who has had a health check with their nurse or doctor. The machine was certainly exuding all the expected beeps and noises, what was not quite as obvious were the effectiveness of the monitors through the thick latex of the suit and the thinner latex of the gloves. However readings were showing on her machine, and even if not totally accurate were sufficient to act as comparison (BP 124/63 which is accurate for me in a relaxed state)The time had come for Maggie to determine whether increased electrotherapy affected my vital signs. Both nipple zips were opened and electro pads were stuck next to each nipple and then had nipple pumps attached, which Mistress really wound up so they were sucking hard on my nipples. Little did I know that these had electric capability as well. There I was with extended, bulging nipples flanked by these little pads and when their circuits were initialized I had power coursing through my cock and balls, power still inside with the bum plug and now power applied to each nipple.
I was pleased when Mistress explained that she does not allow current across the chest which was why she has to arrange one effective channel per nipple. Mistress as always takes the safe approach with her slaves and I had read somewhere that an e-stim circuit from nipple to nipple can be dangerous. Once again, I knew I was in safe hands.
Two interesting asides after I had returned home for my shower. The first was funny realizing that one of the sticky electrode pads was still firmly attached behind my scrotum and the second less pleasant when Mistress let me know I had left my slave collar in The Chamber with a sinister comment, ‘Oh well I will just tighten it an extra notch…’
Thank you Mistress Maggie for another very rewarding and enlightening session and as always, I will try to do better next time and I am DELIGHTED to know my next appointment is back to our 'normal' Friday.
I was in no doubt that my heart rate and pulse had increased a little with each increment of the e-stim dials, the vital signs machine confirmed it, and that my blood pressure had risen too!(BP 134/77) It might be useful to explain that the sensations from the butt plug were somewhat overpowered by the other e-stim, and at one point I thought I might have become unplugged again!. It hadn’t, which was very evident at the end when other circuits were turned down then off.
Once again, my senses were teased by my beautiful Mistress as she turned around, spreading her latex apron flaps apart and gently placed her latex clad derriere just within reach of one of my tethered hands, as she bent away from me I was allowed to gently stroke that most sacred area. I enjoyed that trust from Mistress who knew I wouldn’t try to overstep her strict rules. I must admit it was not for want and desire to do so, but more the fact I was still strapped down. Final check of vital signs just to confirm I was still alive and the session came to a natural end, mores the pity.Two interesting asides after I had returned home for my shower. The first was funny realizing that one of the sticky electrode pads was still firmly attached behind my scrotum and the second less pleasant when Mistress let me know I had left my slave collar in The Chamber with a sinister comment, ‘Oh well I will just tighten it an extra notch…’
Thank you Mistress Maggie for another very rewarding and enlightening session and as always, I will try to do better next time and I am DELIGHTED to know my next appointment is back to our 'normal' Friday.
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