FINAL BONDAGE RENTAL BLUE
UNLIMITED SPANKING OF LATEX SLAVE IS INCLUDED
Zote: If you’ve yet to read Book One of my Series, I suggest you start there, to learn much more about her motivation, past experiences, and especially the double knot that never stopped forcing her orgasms. Click on her bound and latex encased titties for the start of her BDSM adventures…
FINAL BONDAGE SLAVE RENTAL
Zote: Not gonna mess around with you. This Zrotica is FREE2READ and FREE2SHARE. But the next three Books in this Series of Latex, Fun, Horror, and Adventure will o…
[⚠️WARNING⚠️ THIS IS A DUB-CON / NON-CON ZATANNA DARK SERIES WITH TRANSGRESSIVE HORROR — YOU’VE BEEN OFFICIALLY WARNED!]
There was a waiting list for her Latex Bondage Slave Rental business... part because it was so popular... but even more because she was the only one Clad in the skintight latex... whatever Color the Customer choose...
...it paid her bills quite nicely... but more importantly, fed her urges and needs to be helplessly bound and punished time after time... with no idea who or what would happen... gagged with no Safe Words... she couldn't be any wetter...
A simple two-hour Rental... hiding in a closet with a leather arm binder... once again becomes unplanned ride of revenge, fear, kidnapping, torture and threats of death...
...Summing it up quickly... Blood, Vodka, Latex and Pain...
Will she Live to Rent another Day?
Love Zatanna
WARNING: Contains Scenes of, but not limited to - Prolonged Bondage, BDSM, Riding Crops, Cat-O-nine Tails, Caning, Leather Straps, Blood, Forced Orgasms, Distress, Strangulation?, Murder?, Teasing & Denying,... Oh, and learning what a Pin Cushion Feels like...
HIDING...
The Leather Arm Binder he used on me was one of the better ones. Or maybe it was just how careful he was to cross and tighten the shoulder straps fully, before tightly lacing and strapping it around my wrists and elbows...
Which ever reason, or maybe a combination of both, I can't get my arms free. With my hands pushed into tight fists at the bottom of the Arm Binder, just that single strap around my wrists, was enough to make it impossible to get out!
Being only halfway through his two-hour Rental of Latex Blue, I wouldn't normally be trying so hard to get free. I love it when I'm helpless so I can struggle like crazy. But if the Bondage is bad, I try not to get loose... it can hurt the Customer's feelings.
But after rushing me into the closet before running out to leave me Helpless and at the mercy of his Insanely Jealous and currently Very Pissed Off Girlfriend... well all bets are off! Problem is, he's really fucking good at this Arm Binder thing and I'm stuck!
She hasn't found or even heard me in here, and that's how I need to keep it. Struggling to free yourself from Bondage can be a Challenge... but trying to do it in the pitch dark of someone else's small closet while not making any noise... that's a whole new level of Difficult!
He's long gone. The yelling went on for close to ten minutes. The front door slammed, and I could hear a car, needing a new muffler, speed off after spinning its tires unnecessarily. Even with him gone, the yelling continued.
"Fucking Asshole! I know he's cheating on me again! That's why he can't get his cock up any more! Too worn out from sticking it in the mouth of some skanky ass Cunt! If I ever find out who this Bitch is, she's going down and fucking hard!"
So the option of coming out of the closet and saying, "Excuse me, but do you mind taking off this Arm Binder? Then I'll just be on my way... have a Nice Day", well, that's off the table. Especially since I'm gagged solid under the black latex hood. The only holes are for my nose and my eyes... the mouth is sealed.
I'm always gagged under the hood for two reasons. Valid excuse for not talking about the weather or other awkward conversations some guys or girls try to have with me while putting me into bondage, teasing, or punishing me. Also, takes away a major portion of my freedom or control over a Rental Session.
Yes, I make good money renting myself out, but that's not the top reason I do this. I want to be tied, to be helpless, to have BDSM experiences outside of my control. Being unable to talk my way out or beg someone to stop, increases the tingle in my pussy two fold and adds to the wetness growing inside the latex.
If she finds me like this right now, I'm gonna get killed! I'm staying silent in the closet while she's being anything but silent. Screaming, yelling, stuff I can't even understand or hear at times over the crashes, banging, and other noise of items flying about.
REFLECTION...
I'm as quiet and as tucked as far back in the corner of the closet as I can be. Being found right now by this Pissed off Girlfriend scares the hell out of me, while the fantasies of how she may punish me if she did are running rampant through my mind...
These keep making me want to just step out, lay face down on the bed with my ass up, hoping she gets the hint to Spank me. Another loud crash of some other glass item hits the wall near the closet door, and I decide to stay hidden.
Reflecting back on other past experiences that went off the tracks, as in way off the tracks. Like the last time I rented myself out in Emerald Green Latex... the Red Dragon Lady was an expert at Rope Harnesses... and perfectly placed double knots...
I came more times that day without even trying! The slightest touch or grab of the ropes anywhere near my crotch sent me over the edge! I could squirm a little or even walk... orgasming again! I miss that Bondage and am going to offer her a Free Rental if I survive this.
The Arm Binder is different. I'm still helpless to get Free, but even worse, helplessly unable to cum! My hips are still dry humping trying to get some friction between the Latex and my cliterous... but its so wet and slippery right now inside there... it's just sliding around and not helping my cause.
Sure, I should be putting my thoughts and efforts towards how to escape this... and I will... right after I can find something like that corner bedpost to grind into hard! Then, right after, I'll see about getting away... Priorities...
The noise and yelling is growing, and I believe she's starting to flip over some of the smaller furniture, nightstands, etc. I'm sure the stuff she's wrecking can't all belong to her Boyfriend. The loudest crash yet just hit the door to the closest, and the door is slowly and loudly swinging open... "Oh Yeah! He still hasn't fixed the Fucking Closet Door yet! He's Fucking useless! God Dammit!"
Tucked into the corner, silent and still, I even slow my breathing and am limiting the motion of my dry humping hips... can't stop completely... just can't! Fuck I Need To CUM!
I can see her, and a lump of fear hits my gut! As I realize the beam of sunlight reflecting perfectly off of my freshly silicone polished Latex just hit her in the eyes! Her head jerks in my direction like a wild animal that just discovered its next meal!
Before every Rental, part of getting my equipment ready is the silicone polishing process of whatever color of Latex my Customer Requested... this is one time, I wished I had skipped that step!
With a "What The Fuck Is That?!?!" and a rushing of me in my, no longer good, hiding spot, I take in a deep breath for whatever is about to happen...
LINEBACKER...
Facedown on the hard floor, trying to get a breath after the shoulder block to my gut that knocked out all of my air! My attempt to run past her and out the door failed miserably!
Not sure if she was a Linebacker in the 'Always Pissed Off' all women local Football League or if she learned that skill fighting for Christmas Gifts the day after Thanksgiving? Either way, I'm sure she did a little Celebration Dance after the takedown...
I couldn't see with my face in a pile of her underwear from her broken dresser drawers. She was sitting on my ass, holding me down while taking several belts from off the floor to strap my knees and then my ankles tightly together... running was no longer an option...
She finally got off my ass and plopped down on the side of her unmade bed. This room was pretty nice when I came in here an hour ago... not so much anymore after their little disagreement. Still no idea what it was even about?
Rolling to my side, facing her, I get my first closer look at her. Pretty much can sum it up by saying, an adult Raggedy Ann Doll with too much makeup. By adult, I don't just mean size or age, I mean as in the kind of Costumes you get in the Naughty Adult Section of the Halloween Stores...
With one foot, she pushed hard on the side of my hip causing me to roll over and back to face down, "Stop Looking At Me You Cunt! or I'll Smother you Right this Minute!" Ok, note to self, stop looking at Raggedy.
Cell phone in one hand, cigarette in the other, "Get your ass over here right now! You're not going to believe what I found in my closet!... . . No, I'm not telling you!... . . Just put down your fucking hot pocket and get over here!"
I was sure I'm past the two-hour Rental he paid for... he should be coming back to let me go... any minute now... who am I kidding? If I were him and had this at home... I'd be staying at a bar right now... and not one of the closer ones...
In walks a second, not as a wild animal. She's in her leopard-striped pajamas, bringing with her the smell of the hot pocket she was still eating. Knocking it and the dish it was on out of her hands, Raggedy redirected her anger towards another inanimate item, adding it to her fresh mess that used to be a bedroom!
"I wasn't done with that!" I try to pull my legs free of the belts, but they're as tightly tied as my Arm Binder. "Look what was trying to hide in my closet!" The new girl asks, "Wow! Is that one of those Latex Rental Slaves I've been hearing about? She's so shiny!"
{Smack!} The slap was as hard and fast as the one that took out the last of her dinner, except this time it hit her in the cheek! So if this is how she treats her friend... I'm in big fucking Trouble!
With a shocked look and her hand rubbing the side of her face, she just says, "Fuck!" Raggedy, still yelling, "Pay attention! This is the Cunt he's been Fucking behind my back! She's the reason he can't get it up for me anymore!"
My Rentals have a very strict 'No Sex' clause, so if he ain't getting it up anymore, you may want to look in the mirror, Raggedy...
WORKBENCH...
"I'm not comfortable with this." Said Hot Pocketless Girl. "That's fine if you want to leave... go and make yourself another Hot Pocket... I don't care!" She replies, "I would, but that was my last one." Raggedy being such a caring and good friend says, "Boo fucking Hoo!"
I try to move, but they have me roped down tight, with my arms still trapped in the Arm Binder behind me! The old and very hard wood of the workbench I'm now tied to is anything but comfortable. Just leaving me like this is torture enough.
"I'm sorry if you're having relationship problems, but it's not my fault, so stop taking it out on me! I helped you carry her down here and get her secured on the workbench, but I'm leaving now. I don't think this is directly her fault either... so try not killing her."
As the only voice of reason heads back upstairs, leaving me alone with Raggedy, my fear of what may happen starts to win out over my excitement of being bound helpless and horney...
"MMMM MMM MMMMM MM" The gag I use under my latex hood is one of the best. The large leather insert is a perfect fit for the inside of my mouth. The wide panel holds everything in tight. It's actually comfortable, but prevents anything beyond a mumble.
I still try to talk Raggedy down off her Anger Train... but I'm getting nowhere fast. "What's that? Torture you for Fucking my Boyfriend? Sure! I can do that! And at any point you feel I've tortured you enough, just let me know with your Big Girl Words. I don't respond well to mumbling."
The ropes holding me in place are many. At least a dozen ropes in all, up and over, around the workbench and me. They always worked and pulled together to get each one tighter than the last.
Lying on top of my arms, causing my hips and chest to stick up higher. My hands are starting to fall asleep from my bondage and my own weight.
"I took a Class in Acupuncture once... but never got a job doing it. Ended up selling my set of Needles... so I can't use them on you." That's a good thing, right? "They were way too thin anyway and designed to be painless. That's not what I want for you." Fuck!
Smacking the clear plastic box full of those inch-long Sewing Pins with different colored balls on the non-sharp ends right next to my head. "But don't you worry, because I have these!" Oh my God! Those are way bigger than Acupuncture Needles!
"Think this box has around 500 pins in it... shall we get started? Cause this is going to take some time..." I shake my head 'NO!' and struggle to get loose... I can't get loose! I grunt hard into my gag, "MMMGGG! GGGRRR! MMMGGG!"
"Well, it's a good thing we're down here with all that noise you're making... wouldn't want to bother the Neighbors... since this may take all night..."
ACUPUNCTURE...
She takes her time with pushing the first inch-long pin into the front of my thigh, going extra slow as I bite down on my gag! Fuuuuuccccckkkk! "MMMMMMKKKKK!!!!" "Wow! That does seem Very Painful. They told us in class if you go slower... it can hurt more... seems they were right."
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