Rubber 3 - Slave ball
#3 of Rubber
For those of you who don't watch the art of Endium ( http://furaffinity.net/user/Endium ) you really really should.
Totally his idea for valentine's balls on this one.
Rubber 3 - Slave ball
Mistress had been keeping me chaste for the past week, all locked up in a hard plastic cage, not able to get erect. It was agonizing for me, since she would tease me every morning and several times at night. Not that it affected her, since this particular model had the added strap-on attachment dock. She got hers, lying ontop of me, forcing me into the mattress, while all I could do is squirm as my dick struggled in vain to get up and get relief.
This morning, I couldn't hold back, trying to beg for mercy but only truly able to huff and moan. Apparently, this was not acceptable to her.
"Oh, little bunny... you not happy?"
"P- oh! Please, I juh- I just n-need"
"Shh!"
"But, Mistress, please! I-"
"THAT is ENOUGH!" She said as she rose off me, rolling to her side of the large bed and reaching into the bedside drawer, coming back with a large pink ball on a strap. A ball bag, a new one by the look of it.
"No... no ple-"
Before I could even finish the plea, she was ontop of me, pressing the air out of my chest. While my mouth was open due to the "off!" of air escaping, the ball gag went in. Strongly, instead of strapping it behind my head, she pushed my teeth into it. They pressed deeper than I expected. This was a very soft ball, it seemed. Then she took both ends of the strap and pulled them away. I opened my mouth to spit out the ball, only to find my teeth wouldn't release from the now pink goo in my mouth.
The goo spread within my mouth, going to the back and sealing my airway. My eyes shot wide as I tried to gasp for breath, my gag reflex causing me to cough harshly, the goo spreading up into my nose. Sheer panic set in as each attempt to breathe in failed. Within a few moments I'd blacked out.
I woke up, moaning. I guess I'd fell asleep. It felt like I was tangled in the sheets... or plastic.
"Wakey wakey, pet" said Mistress, my eyes opening to find she was hugging me on her belly. I looked down to see I was now covered in pink... something.
"Hnn?" my mouth wouldn't open. I struggled to get off my mistress so I could see what she'd gotten me into this time, but her arms kept me firmly ontop of her.
"Oh no no, pet. You stay there. After all, how else am I supposed to feel these"
Her hands moved up from my hips to my... boobs? Whatever suit I was in had two mounds built into the chest, giving me a bust which she started to run her hands over, just like I did with her.
The feeling was two-fold. First, my nipples were being caressed far harder than should be possible. Secondly, my balls were being massaged. I noticed the patern matched her hands exactly, causing my brain to freak out. Mentally, it was like the suit had moved my testis to my pecs and enlarged them enough for my mistress to take a good long grope at. My legs spasmed due to the sensations running through me, moaning through my sealed mouth.
"That's it baby. Enjoy it."
This went on for some time, long enough for me to get very uncomfortable as another erection was attempted which failed. I looked down at my crotch though half-shut eyes, only to see a darker pink line on top of a small mound. My left hip looked odd too... the pink got lighter there, as light as the tummy section. 3 hearts close together, like a... a cutie mark. I moaned in humiliation again, closing my eyes and moving my head to the side. As if hot pink was not enough!
"What's the matter baby? You need a little more. Well, why didn't you say so. I can always take it up a level. After all, I still haven't showed you this..."
Next came... well, I'm not really sure what it was. My prostate felt like it was being stroked, but there wasn't the stuffing feeling of a plug or even a finger. My perineum felt it too. Stranger still, it felt like something was moving inside my penis, but not in the uncomfortable way sounding caused. My eyes opened wide with the sensation. I looked down to see mistress slide another finger inside the mound at my crotch. Inside the false vagina I now had. She didn't stop, going deeper and with more fingers. All I could do was moan.
"That's it baby. Enjoy this"
And I did. It was still frustrating but felt amazing. Pretty soon, I felt pre leaking out of my squashed dick. It dribbled out of the slit, the suit sending feedback to make it feel like my ass was dripping lube.
"Good girl. Get it all slicked up. Pretty soon, you'll be ready for this."
My mistress's other hand came up into view, holding a rather sizable double-ended strap-on.