Bondage/airubb14
                                     Dr. Hevea
                              Adventures in Rubber - 14
                  Mr. Dodds pulled out of his pocket a small vial, and opening it,
                dropped several large pink and blue capsules onto his palm.  "I hope
               you enjoy this my love," he muttered under his breath, "it was a deal
                                     of trouble getting these."
               He opened each capsule and poured the contents into the funnel at the
                 end of Mandy's stomach-tube.  This done, he picked up the plastic
              pitcher he had brought downstairs.  He poured the thick liquid into the
                                              funnel.
              "Carnation's best, my love, bon appetite!," he said, though he knew she
              could hear nothing.  As he poured, he watched the figure stuck immobile
                             upon the slab, her stomach moving visibly.
                              "She's full now, I'll bet," he muttered.
               Setting the half empty pitcher in the corner, he removed the tube from
                      its connection on the mask, and headed for the sprayer.
                The equipment that Mr. Dodds wheeled over to Mandy's motionless side
                  appeared to be a common paint sprayer, and was, except for minor
                modifications to the spray-gun.  It was a contractor type, with one
               hose to the air compressor, and one that dipped into the paint bucket.
                  In this case, however, the label on the five gallon bucket read:
                                       ACME 1 Part Latex Molding Compound 
                                 --> ask for it by name dildo fixed firmly over her
               mouth.  She imagined Mandy using something like it on her, and became
                                     instantly wet with desire.
               While "Jason" squirmed, Mr. Dodds led "Flora" to a small platform with
                a long rod sticking up from it.  Small metal clamps on the platform
                mated with his boots at heel and toe, fastening them rigidly to the
               floor.  A turn of a thumbscrew allowed the telescoping core of the rod
               to reach up to "Flora's" ass.  The threaded end was snaked through the
                 hole in the girdle, and mated neatly with the socket in the dildo.
               With a few turns of Dodd's wrist, the rod was secure.  With the rigid
               steel boots immovable, the rod now impaling his bottom, and the stiff
               corset clamping his waist, "Flora" found it quite impossible to move,
                             other than with a slight bend at the hips.
                  "There!" remarked Mr. Dodds, "I think we are ready for the Grand
               Exhibit.  I wanted you to be in a receptive frame of mind for this, to
               better appreciate what you are seeing.  Flora, you ought to find this
                 especially interesting, in light of your recent ordeal on Mandy's
                                      clever little treadmill.
               "The person under those layers of rubber is, of course, my occasional
                slave and lover, Mandy.  What you must understand is that Mandy has
                been my slave for quite a few more years than you and she have been
                 together.  She has undergone tests of physical endurance that you
                 cannot even imagine.  This will be one of the more enjoyable ones.
                             Perhaps I should explain what I have done.
                 "The sculpture you see before you is composed of a layer of rubber
               about a quarter-inch thick.  It completely covers the thick latex suit
               Mandy has on under it.  It also bonds her body quite immovably to the
               platform beneath her.  The suit has been heavily modified.  It is not
                very tight, and I've lubricated it inside with about three liters of
                 silicone oil, allowing her to move slightly with effort, or if for
                             example,  we were to tilt the table.  Heh.
              "The suit has little rubber warts lining the breast cups and the crotch
               area.  I'm sure you're both aware how sensitive Mandy's nipples are."
                   At this, "Jason" squirmed still more within her tight bondage.
                 "In addition," continued Mr. Dodds, "there's a thick dildo in her
               lovely little quim, and a large enema plug up her rear.  The helmet is
               equipped with an inflated surgical breathing mask, a gag, padded eyes,
                   and padded ears.  In addition, her ears are stuffed with foam
                   ear-plugs, so that she is completely isolated from sound.  The
              breathing hose is connected to this respirator apparatus so that we may
                              regulate what and how much she breathes.
               "She can see, hear, and smell nothing whatsoever.  She can feel only a
               slight friction if she wriggles within the confines of the suit.  She
               has been in this state for several hours, so by now she will be just a
              little wonky from sensory deprivation.  I'll now supply her with enough
                         stimulation to more than make up for it, however."
               So saying, he walked over and flipped the switch on the box below the
                 table.  Immediately, it began to hum, and the arm coming out of it
                  began to push and pull, tilting the table slowly back and forth,
                              through an arc of almost ninety degrees.
               Mr. Dodds continued his speech.  "I want you both to imagine what sort
              of strong mind it takes to endure the sort of sexual intensity I intend
              to treat her to.  Flora, you can probably best appreciate what she will
              experience, but I assure you, this will be quite a bit more thorough an
               treatment than you received.  Here is another detail of her situation.
                "I'm sure you've both noticed the somewhat exaggerated shape of her
              breasts and crotch-mound.  These are small but powerful vibrators which
               have been molded into the suit with her, one over each breast and one
              at the crotch.  They are plugged into THIS."  He pointed to the control
                          box. "Let's give her a small sample, shall we?"
               Here he reached down and flicked the switch on the other small box on
               the floor.  A small pilot lamp glowed.  They could hear no change over
                  the humming from the motor on the floor, nor could they see any
                 movement in the strange shape on the slab, other than the rhythmic
              tilting of the platform, but each gave a small shudder as they imagined
                 the feelings that had to be coursing through Mandy's helpless body
               inside.  After a long minute or two, Mr. Dodds turned everything off.
                                                                 -=*=-
                Mandy panicked a little as she felt herself tipping, afraid she was
                 about to be dropped on her head, but whatever was moving her, soon
              swung back the other way, and her lubricated body slid down towards her
                feet.  In a way, this was worse, as the fiendish accessories of the
                           rubber suit mindlessly made love to her body.
               As her weight slid down, the rippled dildo gently forced its way into
                  her vagina, filling her delightfully.  Since she was swimming in
               slippery silicone oil, she was powerless to prevent this, even if she
                                           had wanted to.
                Then too, the little rubber warts lining the breast cups and crotch
                area teased her nipples and fondled her clitoris.  She felt the heat
                 rushing to her privates and her pulse throbbing in her head.  She
                                        moaned with delight.
                  Then she was swaying back, slithering tightly into the head and
                 shoulders of her rubber prison, the bumps and rods reversing their
                                          sensuous motion.
                  She realized that for some reason, she was becoming increasingly
               aroused, more sexually aware than she could remember ever having been.
               Her attention had narrowed to include just her skin, her breasts, and
                her crotch.  He must have drugged me again, she thought... something
                special, although my head feels clear.  She tried to think of other
               things, but all that came to mind was a collage of previous sessions,
                   other bizarre treatments she had received at Mr. Dodds hands.
              Her thoughts drifted back to her early days with him, when he had first
                begun her training.  He had made her put on his first gift to her- a
              custom made, elegant rubber evening dress, and had taken her out to the
                latest trendy dinner theatre.  Despite the sexual feeling the dress
               gave her, or perhaps because of it, she had been a little embarrassed,
               an emotion she was not used to feeling.  Perhaps it was because he had
                 insisted she remain naked beneath the dress.  During dinner he had
                  kicked off a shoe and masturbated her with his toes beneath the
                concealing table cloth.  She had only barely managed to conceal her
                    climax from the other patrons and the ever-attendant waiter.
                     Suddenly a new sensation snapped her back to the present.
                Powerful vibrations were coursing through her chest and crotch.  Her
                 pelvis involuntarily tried to arch upwards to meet a non-existent
                lover, and her nipples swelled still further within their cups.  Her
               breasts felt as if they had little motors inside them, the vibrations
                                          were so strong.
                As her slave Flora had often wondered in the past, so now did Mandy:
              "How much more of this am I going to have to take?"  She tried again to
                    let her mind wander, but her situation now was entirely too
                 distracting.

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  She let herself go with the motions, and it was with
                   great relief that she felt her first orgasm building.  Almost
                      immediately the vibrations, the rocking motions ceased.
              She screamed into the mask, cursing silently, wondering how Dodds could
              have known.  She was blind with lust now, wanting anything, anything at
               all to satisfy her.  She tensed in her rigid rubber prison, trying to
                rub against her suit, to mack up and down a bit on the rods filling
                                       her, but to no avail.
                  Flora and Jason, even Mr. Dodds, could see nothing of this, and
               although Mr. Dodds had a very good idea how excited a state his slave
                was in, his frustrating her imminent climax for the second time that
               day had been pure luck.  He smiled, reviewing in his mind what he had
                in store for his slaves.  He walked to the respiration equipment and
                              reached for a valve on one of the tanks.
                "And now, the piece de resistance..." He put on his best "lecturing"
                  smile.  "Maybe I'm getting jaded in my old age, but I'm just not
                satisfied any more with simple mechanical stimulation.  True, rubber
                    and leather and bondage are wonderful things, but I've been
                                   experimenting with new ideas.
                  "Tonight, Mandy will experience the culmination of two years of
               investigation.  In the past, Mandy's sensuality, her desperate sexual
                and fetish needs have been her strength... she could turn any of my
                  torments to her own pleasure.  But never before have I tampered
                          directly with her mind as well as with her body.
                "Tonight, rather than discomfort, she will undergo the most intense
                 sexual stimulation of her life.  Everything else she has felt this
                                  weekend will pale by comparison.
               "If she survives with her mind intact, she will have proved herself to
                be the finest slave in my experience, as well as a stern mistress."
                "I've a few other touches as well.  Half way through my preparations
              for this little show, it occurred to me that it would be a waste not to
               use her rotating bondage board for something, so I tied her enema bag
                                               to it.
                Set to a slow speed, it will alternately empty and fill her bowels,
                            rather quickly, as the wheel rotates 'round.
               He turned the valve under his hand, then turned the other.  No obvious
                changes occurred, and only Dodds could know what reactions might be
                               occurring inside the rubber sculpture.
                "Let me explain what I have just done", he continued.  "This tank is
               full of nitrous oxide, or laughing gas.  The other is filled with pure
                 oxygen.  Automatic timers will switch between the two, alternately
                   clearing her head and making her higher than a kite, every ten
                                              minutes.
                "The nitrous mixture is set thin enough so that she will merely feel
              giddy and euphoric, rather than too drowsy.  I've done this in the past
                with several other slaves with great success.  It seems to calm them
               down in between climaxes, allowing them to recover just slightly.  But
               today, I intend to outdo myself.  We all know that Mandy is very much
                multi-orgasmic.  Now I intend to see just how many climaxes she can
                                              survive!
               "But wait, there's more, there's more!"  Dodds actually giggled, while
                barely managing to not quite sound like a television commercial.  He
                                    was really enjoying himself.
               "Several months ago, a friend of mine in the medical field heard of a
                   new anti-depressant drug being tested in Canada.  It's called
                Chlomipramine.  It worked, more or less, but patients on whom it was
               being tested began to complain of excessive sex drive, and spontaneous
               orgasms.  It would seem the Canadians have stumbled across the world's
                 first true aphrodesiac.  I have tried it myself, and when taken in
                               quantity, it's effects are startling.
                "Oh, it's a bit of a stimulant, although it's quite harmless really,
                 but as a side effect, it makes one so randy, so impossibly horny,
               everything else takes a back seat until you get satisfaction.  When I
                 first tried it on a slave with whom I was out driving, she nearly
                               caused a wreck, she was so desperate!
                "Mandy was given a largish dose about an hour ago.  Its effects will
                                      last about eight hours.
                  "Naturally, we'll try to keep Mandy satisfied, although I rather
               suspect that will be difficult.  Hmm.  Well.  Let us begin.  First the
                                              table."
               He flicked a switch, and once again, the table began to tilt back and
                                               forth.
                "Now, the vibrators," as he set the other toggle, "and the gas." He
               flipped another switch on the respirator equipment.  "And finally, her
                                              enema."
               He twisted a dimmer switch on the wall, and the bondage wheel began to
                          rotate slowly, gradually raising the enema bag.
               They all stood transfixed for a moment, no one moving, (though two of
               them would have been hard pressed to move in any case) as they looked
                      on in awe, even Mr. Dodds himself, at what he had done.
               A bizarre female form, apparently wrought of polished ebony, grew out
                  of a solid slab that swung back and forth through almost ninety
               degrees.  It was a female sculpture, although the artist was obviously
               obsessed with sex, for the breasts and mons veneris were exaggerated,
                   huge rounded things, with small wire leads trailing from them.
                Certainly, the artist could be considered avant garde, as the tubing
               leading to the sculpture's mouth was hardly standard on the as-issued
                 female body.  Then too, how did one explain the shifting of shape
                  within, as the table tilted, something sliding around inside...
               Mandy grunted in surprise as her world began to sway again, and sighed
               with relief as she began to slide back and forth, the fiendish fingers
                and warts, now old friends, massaging her clitoris and nipples.  The
               dildo slid firmly home, filling her, then slid out again as she tilted
                                           the other way.
              Suddenly, the vibrations began again, seemingly from inside her breasts
              and crotch.  She shouted with joy as incredible thrills spasmed through
              her body.  She was sure now, in some small corner of her mind, that she
               had been drugged, that this was more than her normal response, but her
                      body screamed, "WHO CARES?" and she gave in completely.
                 As if the fat dildo inside her weren't enough, she now felt a cool
              pressure building in her belly.  The enema rushed into her, and she was
                  grateful that she'd had so little to eat in the last twenty-four
                hours.  She didn't relish the idea of cramps.  The water filled her
               belly, and in combination with her already full stomach, made her feel
               completely swollen and bloated.  When the table swung down again, the
                  crowding inside her made the dildo feel as if it were ten times
                       larger.  She felt stuffed, like a living sausage skin.
                After a few more cycles of her dark and unstable world, she felt the
                                      enema rushing out again.
                 She hardly noticed when the smell of her air changed subtlely, but
               gradually she calmed down, although she was still out of her mind with
                                               lust.
                   She felt happy, unreasonably happy, and at peace, although she
               certainly wasn't satisfied yet.  She cheerfully macked up and down on
               the rod, not knowing or caring where she was, or what was happening to
                her.  Eventually, again unnoticed, the air changed its flavor again,
               and her head began to clear, so that although she knew precisely what
              sort of situation she was in, she also felt more insistant that she get
                   some satisfaction.  The effects of the little rubber warts and
               vibrations became more noticeable, and she lost herself again in wave
                             after wave of sexual spending and release.
              We may as well leave her now, as the rest is more or less the same, for
                                           hours on end.
              Mr. Dodds turned to his other two guests.  "Well folks, that's that for
              a few hours, we shan't see much more than this.  Why don't we leave her
               to her pleasures, and see if we can't find something else to amuse us
                                            for awhile."
                  He began to unfasten the straps holding "Jason" to the hospital
                                              gurney.
                                                                 ...to be continued
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