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The Gator and the Vixen

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Deep in the confines of lawless space sits a space station light years away from any known orbital body. It's practically a mystery how this gray metal cylindrical compartmentalized station remains in its spot, but what happens inside is far less of a mystery... if you know who to ask that is.

Suddenly coming out of the blackness of space a small cargo ship appears as it exits out of warp. The ship silently moves by the station as long docking beam extends to connect to the ship.

Inside the station inside one of the self contained modules sits a orange and black rubber clad vixen. The vixen was covered from head to toe in heavy latex gear, a gas mask covers her face as orange and black dreadlock hair sprouts from the back of her head. Only her tail which is covered in a shiny silicone based lubricant is shown in the back, revealing her red fur. The vixens feet are propped onto the desk, her feet blocking the computer screen as she holds an electronic tablet and stylus.

The vixen lifts her head as the door opens as a rather large black and cyan rubber sergal walks into the room. The toy has black and cyan cuffs and collar wrapped around its ankles, legs, arms, wrists and neck, each have glowing blue lettering that says "Fuck Toy" on it. A silver tag on the toy's collar says K-2003. The toy's cyan eyes looks at the rubber clad vixen as it smiles and says, "Mistress a new shipment of slaves have arrived for processing."

The vixen takes a deep breath in the mask, a soft whish of air flowing through the filters as the mask deflates then a long drawn out sigh as the mask inflates from her breath. Her voice despite the mask seems clear, crisp and domineering, "Again?"

"Yes Mistress Takala."

"Damn slaves, they are always so needy, please don't do this, don't do that. Whine, whine, whine, always wanting me to do something, none of them care what I want to do," she grumbles as she taps a few things on the pad before looking up at the rubber sergal toy, "Have Rasheek handle the processing. She's been trained in what to do, she can handle it and don't come in for a while; I need some time to myself."

"As you wish Mistress," the toy replies as it steps out of the room, its rubber feet gently squeak against the hard metal floor as it relays the message to a green and black rubber clad dragoness that she has been put in charge of dealing with the new shipment of slaves. After a few hours of assisting the dragon, deciding which slaves are good to be sold as is, which need more training, and which will be processed into rubber fuck toys by K-2003, the toy heads back Takala's office and just as the toy is about to open the door it hears Takala groan on the other side. The toy hesitates and decides to leave Mistress alone for the time being and head into the command center of the station, there the toy goes to a computer panel and starts to type into it.

"What are you doing?" asks a squeaky voice.

K-2003 turns around to see a black and red scaled latex cobra tightly bound in bondage gear. It is a marvel how the snake even talked with the seemingly featureless due to the rubber bondage hood secured to the toy's face with no clear way to remove it. A breathlessly tight corset is wrapped around her waist as the female snake toy's breasts are pushed upwards due to the tight constriction of this red and black corset. Cuffs and collars mimic K-2003 own except in a black and red version to K-2003's black and cyan. Around the toy's hands are glued on mittens making the snake toy's hands completely useless. On top of that the snake toy is bound heavily to the nearby wall, its legs tied in a kneeling position where its knees point downwards as the snake toy hangs from its wrist cuffs. The toy squirms slightly as it looks at K-2003 and says again, "This one asked what are you doing?"

"Oh it's just you SerpanToy S-5946," says K-2003 with a smirk.

"What do you mean just me? This one thought you were Rasheek or Mistress Takala."

"Why are you worried about them seeing you?" asks S-5946.

"This one wants to check the video records to find out any clue what's bothering Mistress."

"You noticed it too?"

"Noticed it too?" asks K-2003.

"This one has noticed it for a while. She's been working so hard running this station, attending to the slaves to be sold, her personal collection of pets and toys, that she has no time for herself," explains S-5946.

"This is true, but as her toy, this one can't sit idly by and do nothing, and trying to inquire from Mistress might seem like a bad idea. If she needs alone time toy should give it to her."

"Then leave her be till she recovers."

"This one can't do that! It has to do something, and maybe if it looks through the video logs it can find out what it can do. Toy does research before it strikes its victims," grins K-2003.

"Victim? This is this one's Maker and your Mistress here; you can't strike her like you do with the toys that you make!"

"You know what this one means!" exclaims K-2003 as it goes through the logs till it notices a pattern. "This is interesting."

"What's interesting?"

"It seems that Mistress has been seeing this gator fellow and right before and after each visit she's had an upswing in mood."

"So what do you plan to do?"

"Call this gator person of course!"

"You can call people outside of this station?"

"This one has most privileges of any toy here," explains K-2003 with a grin as the toy contacts the gator.

A few minutes pass as the call was connecting suddenly a gray scaled gator with spiny scales that start between his eyes and go down over his head and down his back in two parallel rows. His crimson eyes look at K-2003 as he clears his throat as K-2003 notices his white underside scales.

"Hello, sorry to bother you Mr. Gator."

"Sir Gator and who is this? How did you get my number?"

"This one is K-2003 one of Mistress Takala Ling's toys."

"Ahh Miss Ling, she calling for another appointment?" inquires the gator.

"Well Sir Gator no... this one is calling for an appointment for her. It seems any time she spends time with you, she is happier and this one wants to make long appointment on her behalf."

"Oh really? And how can you pay for this? You are just a toy."

"This one has assets, it can pay whatever is required for however long is necessary."

"Hmmm, alright but you can't let your Mistress know about this."

"Why?"

"It will ruin the surprise and the fun, you want her to have fun now don't you?"

"Of course this one does."

"As does this one!" says S-5946.

"Good," chuckles the gator, "Now here is the plan and do exactly as I say...." Says the gator as he describes out the plan, a week later Takala and K-2003 were on a shuttle heading towards the gator's home planet.

"You know, you didn't have to get me a surprise vacation toy," says Takala as she is still dressed in her dominatrix outfit.

"You've worked so hard Mistress, this is the least toy could do for you to help you relax and de-stress," explains K-2003 as the ship lands.

"You still didn't have to," she replies as Takala walks out off of the ship with K-2003 in toe.

"So where is this limo to take me to the resort?" she asks as K-2003 smiles and replies.

"This one was told it was this way, though this one will be taking a taxi to visit a different site while it's here, it will see you again after your vacation."

"You're a very sweet good toy, your muzzle will be put to good use when I return," chortles Takala.

"Very kind of you Mistress," says K-2003 as the toy takes her to the long white limo. The toy opens the door for her allowing her to step inside, and once the door closes and drives off.

"Hello Ling, been a while."

"Gator? What are you doing here?" asks Takala in surprise.

"Waiting for you. Your toy was so kind to pay for all of this for you, isn't it nice?" he says with a grin. The gator dressed in an elegant business suit with a red satin vest and matching tie. His Crimson eyes looks at the rubber clad vixen.

"What? My toy!" exclaims Takala as she turns to look at the toy that is already walking off to catch a taxi.

"Relax, they don't know of your other side... not yet at least," said the gator as he reaches over to a glass of red wine and takes a sip.

Takala sighs in relief.

"Your toys thought you were a tad stressed and needed a vacation and seeing that they noticed when you came to see me your mood perked up a bit... it was natural that they came to me to see that your 'needs' were attended to," he chuckles.

"Very sweet of my toys... I am sure I'll 'reward' them later," she chortles under her mask.

"Something about that... but I'll tell you later."

"Tell me what?"

"I said later... or do you want to defy your master?" asks Gator as he runs his claw under Takala's rubber hood.

"N-no Master."

"Good girl, now take off that hood, I want to see your lovely face again."

Takala nods as she starts to undo her rubber gas mask hood. Her hands reaching around to unlock the secret latches as she peals the hood off with a flump. Her fur covered in the silicone lubricant that makes her fur shine. The red and white vixen looks at the gator with her green eyes. A jewel that is normally hidden glistens on her forehead.

"Good girl, now why don't you take off the rest of that gear, you won't need it."

"Y-yes Master," says Takala as she starts to undress. First she starts to undo personal chastity around her waist. Takala taking a soft sigh of relief as she removes it. The gator watches as the vixen's breasts relax from their tightly raised position. His legs crossed as he takes another sip of his wine.

"Good, keep it up."

Takala nods as she starts to wiggle out of her black and orange rubber body suit, the latex squeaking as her fur glistens from the lubricant and coolant that allows Takala to wear the suit for extended period of times. Soon Takala is completely naked as she sits in the back of the seat. Her rubber clad gear placed off to the side as her breasts bounce softly. Her nipples perked, her sex wet, a hint of arousal that's covered by the heavy scent of rubber is in the air. Soon the limo stops and as Takala is about to pick up her gear the gator grunts.

"Leave it there. As I said you won't need it."

"Takala blinks as she looks outside at what appears to be a large pony play place. Crowds of people moving about some in pony gear, many not, others in partial gear to show their love for pony play.

"You want me to go outside like this?"

"Is there a problem?" grunts the Gator.

"N-no problem," says Takala as she gulps as the door opens and the Gator leads Takala out of the limo. Takala can feel the cool breeze and the cold stares of people watching her walk through the crowd butt naked. Her domineering gaze muffled by the rush of embarrassment as the gator takes her into the back.

"I have a surprise for you my dear Ling."

"A surprise? I think I've had plenty of surprises for today," she grunts as the gator takes her into a building filled with pony stalls. The alligator guides her past all these stalls filled with rubber clad smooth faced ponies. Till they reach an empty one and the stall is a pile of black and red rubber bondage gear.

"This is your stall."

"M-my stall?"

"Yes now time for you to get into your outfit," says Gator.

"B-but."

"No butts, slip on the body suit first."

"Y-yes Master," whines Takala as she goes over to the pile of rubber gear. She starts to slip on the rubber body suit. Her already silicon lubricated fur makes this a relative easy job. The tight rubber squeaks against her fur as she stretches around her body, the rubber covers her from the neck down. The built in gloves and leggings conceal almost her entire body save for her tail which pokes through the back and her head. The gator watches with great amusement as the powerful vixen slips the first layer of gear on. Takala fails to notice as she puts on the gear that on her right rump cheek it says "Being Punished" and on the left it has a heart shaped lock both in a deep red color. The only other thing that pops out of the back of the latex body suit is a pair of bat like wings that up until the point she took off her first body suit may have thought to been purely decoration and not a part of her.

"Let's do the boots next," says Gator as he as he grabs the left large latex pony high heel pony boot.

"How did you get all of this?"

"I had a little help," grins Gator as he slips the first boot up Takala's leg. Takala gasps softly as she feels her foot slip into the boot, raising her onto her toes as the leggings squeak and creek against her latex coated body. The gator moves to the top of the rubber boot which stops halfway up her upper thigh. Gator's claws tug at the red and black strap as he starts to tighten them around Takala's leg. Takala tenses as the strap grows tighter and tighter.

"The other," says Gator as Takala nods as she lifts her other foot up and into the tight encasing rubber pony boot. The process repeating itself as Takala now balances herself uneasily on her high heeled pony boots. The tight rubber squeezed even tighter as Gator ties the straps down tightly against Takala's body.

"I don't think I'll need any more of your help for the rest."

"What do you mean by that?" asks Takala with a worried look as Gator gives a toothy grin and shows off a pair of black and red latex and red laced bondage hand pony hooves.

"Hands out my dear... Pony."

"Y-yes Master," she says as she puts her hands out as the gator slips both hooves onto her at the same time. Takala feels the basic restriction of her hands as they are made utterly helpless in the hooves, but then Gator tugs on the right hand pushing Takala's fingers and arm deeper into the encasement.

"Have to make sure it's nice and tight," he says as he then grabs the laces and starts to tug hard, tightening the straps to maddening levels.

"Does it have to be so tight?" pants Takala.

"No, it should be tighter," he says with a chuckle as he gives another tug at the laces before he ties them into a nice bow. Takala watches as the process is then repeated with her other hand with equal force.

Takala's wings flutter as she feels the increasing layers of bondage put upon her. She watches as a heavy red and black corset in similar design to S-5946 is then wrapped around her body.

"This a bit much?" grunts Takala as the gator forces her to the ground so the gator can get over her.

"Hardly," he responds as he places a foot onto Takala's back as he tugs at the laces to the corset, squeezing it tighter and tighter. Takala moans deeply as the breath is pushed right out of her. Takala's breasts now pushed upwards and outwards, showing off like a pair of black rubber balloons.

"Up Pony," commands Gator as he gets off of Takala as she struggles to get back onto her feet. Her body falls off to the side as it hits the inside of the stall. Takala grunts as she uses the wall to help herself back onto her feet and stand up once more.

"We'll have to work on your posture soon," remarks Gator as he pulls out a red shiny leather harsh body harness. Gator wraps the harness around Takala's body, the straps wrap around Takala's body, along her inner thighs up around her hips along her body and around the base of her breasts further pushing them outwards even more with a heavy squeak. Takala squirms as she feels the body harness further squeezing her as she gives short pants, as much as her body will allow with the constricting corset on her body.

"Let's finish your lower half before we work our way up," chuckles Gator as Takala looks at him with nervous eyes.

First Gator starts to place a set of cuffs and collar around Takala's body that are similar to the one that K-2003 has around her body but these are black and red with glowing lettering that clearly reads "Pony" upon them. Takala feels each strap around her ankles, and wrists, adding another redundant layer of bondage across her already heavily bound body. Takala lets out only a soft moan when she feels the collar wrap around her neck.

"That wasn't too bad," remarks Takala.

"Who says I was done?" asks gator as Takala freezes in place as she then sees gator pull out a box, he opens the box to reveal two electronic inflating, vibrating red plugs. Takala looks at the massive plugs as she instinctually closes her legs with a squeak.

"Spread them," commands Gator.

"Y-yes Master," replies Takala as she spreads her legs with an audible squeak. Gator gives a toothy grin as he pulls out the first plug which has already been lubricated and ready for use.

"Lift your tail."

"Yes Master," responds Takala as she does so. Takala winces as she feels the cool plug spread her rubber clad rump cheeks. Slowly gator twists and turns, pushes the plug deeper and deeper into her body, spreading her precious anal ring till the plug passes the point of no return and the rest of the plug slides in easily. Takala lets out a soft sigh of relief as her tail flicks before she realizes that the second, even larger plug is now in Gator's hands and moving towards her precious sex.

Takala may have denied it but her body was showing just how much she was enjoying the treatment. Her supple female petals were wet and hot, showing her increasing need and desire for the bondage she was placed in. Gator was all too happy to spread her sex wide, blowing the cool breeze of his breath across it which made Takala moan and shudder in pleasure.

"Feel that breeze? It will be the last time you feel it for a long time," says Gator as he slides the vaginal plug into Takala's body. Takala's whole body stiffens: wings, tail, and head as she feels the plug spread her tender folds, wider and wider, as it goes deeper and deeper. Till eventually and finally this plug too passes the point of no return and pops into her sensitive drooling, needy sex. Her eager body squeezes hard onto the foreign invaders, desperately trying to push them out and to edge more pleasure out of them.

"Took a lot of work to get those in, well better make sure they don't fall out," comments Gator.

"W-what do you mean?" squirms Takala as Gator responds with a smile as he pulls out a red female chastity cover and silently slides it between her legs. The red and black chastity device latches onto the bottom of Takala's corset, which is made even more secure by a pair of red straps which pulls and makes the chastity device flush with Takala's body. Takala moans softly as she feels the plugs pushed even deeper into her body before she hears a click. Takala blinks and looks down to see a silver heart shape locket locking the chastity device in place. The gator grins as he shows the key before swallowing it.

"You... you..."

"I did, I said you were going to be here for a while, and now that you are totally helpless to do anything..." says Gator as he grabs a rubber air bag pony tail and slips Takala's tail into it. The pony tail with a nice red bow on the back is soon inflated, and as it expands, it expands inwards to squeeze and hold Takala's tail in an equally tight bondage as the rest of her body, "I'll make you wait a bit longer to know just how long you'll be in this," he chuckles.

"Why you..."

"Don't speak against me... or do you want to be in here longer?"

Takala bites her lip as she squirms. "Sorry Master."

"That's better," says Gator as he then envelopes Takala's wings in tight rubber bondage. The wings are squeezed into place with the help of four rubber straps that grip tightly around Takala's bondage wings.

"We're getting there," says Gator as he stands up and flicks Takala's nipples through the rubber gear.

Takala moans softly as her nipples are already rock hard. Gator squeezes both nipples, rolling them between his scaled finger tips, tugging the nipples out before he pulls out a pair of stirrup shaped silver rings and proceeds to pace them through the rubber and through Takala's hard nipple. Takala gasps as she feels the metal slide through her already pierced nipples that were conveniently devoid of any earrings or in this case nipple rings at the time. Takala closes her eyes and moans as she feels the cool metal go through the one nipple and then the next. Her eyes open again as she notices two small thin but long chain linked chains tied to the middle of each of the stirrup earrings. The chains are so long that they stop only a few inches before touching the ground.

"I always was good at knowing where your piercings were," grinned Gator.

"I... I..." pants Takala.

"Shh don't say another words, soon you won't be able to anyway," chuckles Gator as Takala's eyes widen he pulls out a smooth rubber pony hood, "But before we put this on..." says gator as he goes to Takala's ears and starts to remove all her earrings, "Don't want these in the way."

Takala breaths as deeply as she can as each earring is removed, she bites her lower lip as the pleasure increases in her body, her need to release has been steadily growing and has grown even more so since the plugs were put into place.

"P-please... may I have a release?" whimpers Takala.

"A release? Oh no, not for some time my dear... Chastity," says Gator as he moves the smooth pony drone head piece over to Takala. She can see the smooth black insides as the hood is slowly slipped onto her head. Her mouth is greeted by a hidden dildo that is shoved deep into her muzzle, affectively muzzling her from responding to Gator's last words.

"With this my dear Chastity no one will know that you are inside. That the powerful domineering vixen has been reduced to a squirming needy, chastity pony, and thanks to your toy, you will be in here for a long time with endless chances of renewal... so you better be a good pony Chastity or you aren't going to get that release you so badly deserve," explains Gator.

Takala... or one should say Chastity tries to yelp and scream, plead not to have this so, but it was all for naught. She can see through the smooth pony hood, due to the see through mirror style of the rubber encasement. She watches as her earrings are put back into place one by one, further attaching her to the rubber gear that holds her tight. Red latex straps are placed onto her head to further give the perfect pony drone look as Chastity can feel herself falling deeper and deeper into her bondage role. Her legs constantly squirm and wiggle as the endless burning need to climax fills her loins, and the fact she knows she won't be getting it only enhances the pleasure she is feeling. Black rubber pony hair was added to her head with a nice red latex bow tied to it to finish her pony look.

"Fear now Chastity, I still care about you, bondage is love after all," says Gator as Chastity watches as Gator places a red locket tag onto her collar, one that rests just over her breasts, further enhancing her bondage is pleasure and love look. Chastity arms are then chained behind her back in a the reverse prayer position.

"There finished... but to make sure you are a good pony," says Gator as he pulls out the remote from the plug box and then flicks on the plugs to medium setting. The two plug vibrate as only a soft hum can be heard from the outside and that is if you truly listen to it. Chastity feels her sensitive tender nether regions tormented by the sudden vibration of her intruders, the sudden pleasure almost causing her to fall over and enhance her need.

"Now if you are a good pony I'll lower the vibration level, but if you are a bad pony... understand?"

Takala nods franticly as she suddenly feels an increase in the vibrations.

"Uh-uh, that's not how a pony responds. One stomp for yes, two stomps for no. Now does my pony understand she needs to be a good pony?"

Chastity gives one solid stomp.

"Good, now follow me and be sure your gait is good or... you know what will happen," chuckles Gator as he pulls out a riding crop and taps your thighs, "Legs up nice and high when you walk," commands Gator as Chastity stomps once.

Gator takes Chastity out of the stables and towards a pony cart where already another pony dressed just like Chastity is waiting. The difference between Chastity and this point is this other pony is pink with two candy cane shaped marks on her rump, a bow on her neck as well as her hair, none on her tail but most importantly while Chastity is red and black this pony is Pink and black.

"Purity, I brought a nice companion for you to pull your cart today, isn't that nice?" asks Gator.

Purity gives one solid stomp as her rubber tail flicks.

"Good Purity, see Chastity, she knows how to be a good pony," says Gator as he hitches Chastity to the cart as he puts a nice pair of black blinders onto her head to keep her focused, "Just follow my commands and you'll do fine."

Chastity squirms in her spot as she feels the weight of the cart behind her. Her legs constantly twitching and squirming as her body strains under the heavy rubber encasement, she hears her first command and starts to trot forward taking the cart out of the pony stalls and into public, where just a few feet away K-2003 is waiting.

"Evening toy, would you like a ride?"

"Thank you, how is Mistress enjoying her vacation?" the toy asks

"Oh she's loving it, she'll be staying a while if that is okay with you."

"Of course, this one wants mistress to get all the fun she can get and then some!"

"Good to hear of it. Come on board, my two ponies Chastity and Purity can handle two riders no problem."

"That's good to hear," says K-2003 as the toy climbs onto the cart. Chastity feels the gentle rock of the carriage behind her as she now knows her job tugging the cart just got even harder.

"Come on let me show you around this place."

"Sounds great, do you think this one will see Mistress here?" the toy inquires.

"Maybe, but do you really want to bother her on her vacation?"

"No... this one guesses not," says K-2003 as Gator gives the command to continue forward. Chastity pulling the cart as she gives up all control over to Sir Gator.