Chapter One: To Bondage Land
Alice is on her way home, it had been a long tiring week and was glad to be out of the office. As she passes by the park she feels an urge to just sit and relax, forgetting about the world for a few minutes. She finds a secluded bench as she decides to watch the world become dusk a little. She yawns feeling herself suddenly becoming very tired, thinking she should really be going home.
Gazing up at the sky she feels tired, she has on her normal work clothes, a grey jacket, white shirt, knee length grey skirt, some flat pumps and tights on. The same old exciting outfit, never much reason to wear much else recently. She sighs and lays back, her platinum blond hair still in its tight bun, just a few more minutes maybe.
As she starts to get up she sees something out of the corner of her eye. A white shape darts into the bushes, she rubs her eyes thinking she is just getting tired. Trying to get up again to leave, then seeing the creature is back. It looks like a rabbit, made of glossy white rubber, looking at her it almost seems to be glaring at her.
Alice is overwhelmed with curiosity, she can’t help herself as she follows after the rabbit as it starts to dart off into the woods. Wondering quite why she wanted to follow the creature so much, having the nagging feeling in her mind that she is being lured. She was sure there would be some deep meaning about her job and her life that someone would judge her for, as to why she was alone in the park looking for a rabbit. She finds her way into a clearing, no sign of the rabbit, her heart sinking wondering what she was doing following the creature. She felt a fascination with the unusual creature, being reminded of a young woman who chased after a white rabbit, secretly she had wished for some adventure.
She turns to leave, thinking it really is time for home now. She takes two steps before she feels something around her leg, she looks to the ground to see what it is, but without warning her legs are yanked out from under her, she hits the ground air rushing out of her lungs, rendering her unable to call for help as she is dragged into the ground.
Chapter Two: A New Dress
Moments later she falls into a chamber, her back slamming into a rubberised pad, knocking the wind out of her again. She lays on the floor trying to get her breath back, unable to work out what was going on. Eventually she managed to gain enough composure to roll off of the assortment of latex.
She stands and dusts herself off, she adjusts her knee length skirt, glad she did not have heels on as she notices the floor is made up of squishy latex. She adjusts her tight blond bun as she looks around the room, the walls were covered in black and red chequered latex pads, and she could not see anything above the pile she landed on, the hole having vanished. Nothing else was in the room, not even a door, but dominating one wall was a large mirror. She walks over to it, half not expecting to see herself in it, everything seeming so strange all of a sudden.
She sees herself looking tired, same as normal. Alice thinks to herself that this is just going to be her having a midlife crisis on a bench some place, there was no way any of this was even real. As she was preoccupied with her thoughts, she suddenly notices that the image in the mirror had changed. It was someone else, in a pale blue shiny dress over a white latex bodysuit, with blond hair and a bow, a mischievous smile on her lips. Alice takes a step back in surprise having not not realised the change, lost in her thoughts.
She watches curiously, watching the woman move in her glossy latex dress, looking confident and sexual. Her eyes widen as she suddenly realises it is her, but not quite her, Alice was not confident and sexy, this woman simply oozed it. But it was not her, she was not moving as she did, enticingly swaying, Alice starts to reach out towards the mirror, seeing a smile cross her doubles lips as she starts to reach out too.
As their fingers touch through the glass, she feels something on her fingers, she pulls her hand back looking at the white paste on them. Alice gasps as the white latex on her fingers starts to quickly spread over her hand and along her arm. As it reaches her jacket it turns to wisps of grey mist as the latex touches it. She desperately tries to get it off with her over hand, doing nothing but getting it all over her, watching in horror as it to starts it’s way up her other arm. It quickly evaporates her jacket and shirt.
It spreads covering her breasts with sticky latex, firmly pulling them up keeping them prominent, she blushes and struggles as they are displayed in front of her. She can feel the latex spreading, cutting her off from the cool air of the chamber as it binds closely to her. Gasping as it starts to go between her legs, encasing her pussy, her heart fluttering as she feels it glide over the lips, she shivers feeling the latex tighten over her, leaving little to the imagination. Before she can worry too much about, it starts to cover her long legs tightly covering them in glossy white latex, pushing all the way under her chin.
Alice gasps feeling it tight on her, hands looking for some sort of opening. The material now slick and glossy, her hands sliding over it, feeling the contours of her body as she does so. Desperately looking for a zip or something, finding the latex so tight she can hardly tell it from her skin. She wriggles as her hands rove over her own body, her mind racing at surprising excitement at the latex.
Alice pants, her chests rising and falling quickly, unable to write off the intense feeling as a dream any more. Before she can compose herself she feels the latex start to shift around her again, a blue frilled dress starts to snake out form her hips billowing out down to her knees, as more starts to creep up under and over her breasts ending in short puffed sleeves. She feels her shoes starting to warp, raising her up onto tall black heels, she wobbles a little looking down at them, the heels much taller than she would ever wear, As she looks down in disbelief she feels her hair unravelling, and falling around her before being pulled back by a black ribbon.
Alice shakily looks around, the outfit seeming to have settled down now, she feels flustered by it, unsure what had even happened. She squirms a little, the latex squeaking as she moves, so very tight, straining against her body. She glances back at the mirror, her heart missing a beat as she sees her double has changed again. Her head covered in a matching shiny blue hood, her features utterly obscured, her blond ponytail streaming out of the back. A corset wrapped tightly around her waist keeping her compliantly upright, thigh length boots tightly laced all the way up, she teeters on impossibly tall heels chained together. Her arms trapped in a sleeve of latex, firmly thrust behind her back.
Alice can’t take her eyes off of her, her heart pounding seeing the woman in such restrictions. She cant explain her excitement at the woman. Her body language had changed, no longer so confident, but seemingly passive but clearly excited as she squirms. She is broken out of her trance as a door in the wall suddenly swings open, she tears herself away to hobble over to the door, the latex squeaking as she struggles to balance.
Chapter Three: Teetering
Alice stumbles into the room, unable to get used to the high heels. She groans inwardly as she sees another room, similar to the last, padded latex walls and no clear doors. In the centre of the room is a stand with something on it, She wobbles over to it, unable to suppress a moan as she fights the inappropriate excitement at her own peril.
She goes up to the strange thing, seeing a latex podium with a shimmering silver stone in the center. She wonders what it is, her fingers gently tracing over it’s smooth surface. She feels tendrils wrap around her arms and legs, wrapping tightly around her before she can even move. Yelping in surprise they yank taught, straining her limbs as she is held spread eagle in the air. Struggling and groaning as she suspended against her will. Looking over to what is holding her, she sees black tentacles of latex, seemingly moving on their own, slowly slithering up her arms and legs.
She grunts in frustration, suddenly seeing silvery letters hanging in front of her in the air. “What is yellow and dangerous?”. Alice has no idea what on earth was going on, was it a riddle, was it a joke? It was a poor joke, that she knew but why was it asking her. “Shark infested custard?” she asks to nobody in particular. She squeals as her arms are unwrapped and she falls forwards, her legs being jerked up towards the ceiling. Hanging from her feet struggling, her hands free but not so much of help at the moment.
She sighs seeing more words in front of her, it takes some time to work out what it is saying, being the wrong way up now. She starts to read “What can stand, what can run, and when time ends will still be there?”. Alice frowned, she was clearly not going to to get out of here by working out such a serious riddle, regardless she starts to think ideas forming, and waning as she tries to work out what it was going on about.
Water! she shouts triumphantly, oddly pleased with herself at working it out. Her joy is short lived as she falls to the floor getting the air knocked out of her yet again. She lays on the floor panting, she gasps and tries to get up, pleased with herself for getting it right. Oddly something stops her legs from moving very far apart. She looks down to see leather cuffs around her legs, hearing an audible clicking as the lock shut. She squeaks in the surprise as the chains between them rapidly slink tight together, drawing her legs together until they are only inches together.
She yelps as she falls onto her ass into an undignified heap. Alice scrabbles at the cuffs, unable to do anything as they are tightly around her ankles. She thinks to herself that “this was distinctly unfair, and really the cuffs should be for the looser, not if she got it right, well she did get it right?”. She sighs and lays on her back. There was no way she got the stupid riddle wrong, she was smarter than that, than this stupid place and the dumb tricks.
She struggles, trying to pull her legs apart, but is utterly stuck. She sighs trying to relax, her heart pounding full of fear at not being able to move her legs. She groans trying to move her legs again, feeling a swell of excitement she she feels them unable to move far away from each other. She grips the latex padding of the floor, shocked at the wash of emotions rolling over her, feeling helpless and excited by it. She lays on the floor withering for some time, until she rolls onto her front and notices the open door, bringing her focus back to the strange place.
She pulls herself up onto her knees, and with quite some effort manages to get onto her feet. She tries to make her way over to the door, her arms out to keep balanced as she stumbles and squeaks to the new door, blushing profusely. The latex tight around her body, sweat covering her from her overexcitement as she tries to carry on to whatever waits for her next.
Chapter Four: Silence
She finds herself in another similar room, padded latex walls and nothing but a table at the far wall. Alice walks over to the small table, her latex covered thighs squeaking together as she hobbles over on her tall heels, she sees two bottles full of viscous liquid, a sign above saying “Drink” One labelled “Quiet” full of a red liquid, One labelled “Loud” full of a pink one. Alice picks them both up gently shaking them, watching the fluids gloop about.
Alice thought to herself, “One should really not be putting unknown things into her mouth, but how else was she going to get out of this padded room, and besides the sign had demanded so nicely.”
She uncorked the red one, (she had always thought bright pink was not really for her), the cork slid out with a satisfying pop. The smell of aniseed wafting from it, she decided to drink it quickly before she thinks better of it. She quickly drinks the thick liquid trying to swallow it promptly, the smell filling her nose as she drinks it.
Alice tries to swallow it, but she can’t, feeling the liquid ball up inside her mouth getting larger and larger. Alice’s eyes widen and her hand shoots up to her mouth, she can feel the now firm ball pushing between her teeth keeping her mouth forced open. Alice moans in protest around the large ball now filling her mouth, without warning black straps shoot out of the sides and wrap firmly around the back of her head, an authoritative clicking noise as it locks in place making her heart drop.
Alice leans against the table, her heart almost beating out of her chest, she moans hopelessly around the gag, full of fear and excitement. She snorts in frustration, arousal washing over her, sweating profusely under the tight latex outfit. Her attention is caught by a door swinging open in the wall, opening the way to her next ordeal. At this rate she was going to be pretty helpless before she managed to get out of here.
Chapter Five: A Latex Sea
Alice falters into the new room, wondering quite how long this was going to go on for. Again the room was the same, but the floor was different. It appeared to be made of liquid, seemingly the same white latex from the mirror. She shivers thinking about what falling in could do to her. Glancing around she cant see any way across the pool, and the door had already shut behind her. As she was deliberating how to get across something, starts to move under the surface a beam slowly pulls itself free from the liquid opening the way across.
She tries to compose herself, knowing this was going to be tricky, and by now she knew she had little choice in this. She outstretches her arms and looks down at her feet, knowing she needed to focus if she was going to get across. She tentatively steps onto the beam, the chain stopping her moving her legs very far with each step.
She managed to keep her cool, focusing intently on her feet, step by step, she inches forwards. Nervously she glances up quickly, giving into her curiosity. Smiling to herself, seeing she was just over halfway. Just as the she was thinking that, one of her heels slip. Alice lets out an undignified squeal as she topples over, her arms flailing wildly trying to keep balanced.
She grunts as she hits the liquid, a splash of latex spilling up from the impact. Surprised to find that the liquid was only a few inches deep, she struggles to push her self up, trying not to panic as she tries to get back onto her hobbled feet. As she pulls up to her knees she sees the latex pool start to move up around her, clinging to her arms and legs.
Before she can move much, she notices that her arms are now thickly coated in latex, she feels them trying to move her arms. She struggles, fighting against the movement, finding her hands getting balled up making her fingers useless. She thrashes and moans around the gag as her arms are slowly but inevitably pulled behind her back. As her arms start to meet behind her strands from each arm latch onto the other, firmly pulling her elbows together as her eyes bulge and she groans helplessly. Soon her arms are totally wrapped up behind her in a thick latex sheath, she feels her legs are now also coated in a latex sheath. She squirms starting to panic, she could hardly move now. What was this place, why on earth was this getting her so excited, this was not right at all. she squirms and moans collapsing onto her side in the now empty pool, unable to suppress a whimper.
Alice had no idea how long it was until she felt calm enough to try and stand, working up onto her knees. She tries to get up, the sheath around her legs stopping her as she struggles to get up. Eventually she just falls on her face again, squirming in frustration. Looking about the room she sees there is now a black latex circle across the room on the wall she was heading to, only able to see it in her current position, with the word “Freedom” above it. She snorts in frustration as she starts to inch forwards, squirming and wriggling along the latex floor, feeling distinctly undignified.
Chapter Six: Freedom
She squirms over to what seems to be a black latex tunnel, panting as she desperately tries to get her breath back. Wondering what on earth this trap was, what this ordeal was going to be. She spends a few minutes just staring at it, not trusting what it will do. Eventually she decided she has to risk it and touch it, but without her hands that would be hard. She sighs and gives in, pushing her nose against the hole, to her surprise the hole opens up a little, keeping away from her face enticing her in.
Really thinking this is a stupid idea she starts to slide her torso into the tube, pushing herself in with her feet she starts to wriggle herself into the opening tunnel. She squirms and wriggles deeper, snorting as she struggles to get far. She keeps going, really hoping this was going to work.
After a few minutes she was deep into the tube, not being able to see much any more in the dark. She stops for a moment to catch her breath, sweating in the latex, moaning helplessly. As she lays in the tube, she feels the tunnel starting to close around her a little, she starts to move again worried she was taking too long, but the latex just fits around her, not impeding her, she relaxes and carries on her way. She does not get much further before she feels something on her leg, a gentle caress by what feels like a hand. Her heart pounds in shock, she yelps and tries to force herself forwards, but the restraints make it hard. She feels another hand caress her face, another on her ass, she whimpers as she tries to move quickly. She moans as more and more latex hands start to form, they caress and grope her, squeezing her ass and breasts, one starting to rub between her legs. She desperately wriggles through the tunnel, excitement starting to replace fear unable to keep going as quickly now.
She debates giving in, just letting the hands have her, whatever they wanted, maybe just groping her until she orgasms. She stops, her heart racing, she feels the hands all over her, every inch of her latex clad body, under her dress, between her legs, around her breast. She gives in letting them take what they want from her, she feels her arousal wanting to orgasm, she moans loudly as she comes close.
Without warning the hands stop, pulling away from her quivering excited form. Leaving her alone and trapped in the tube, she mewls in frustration realising how close she was. Snorting in annoyance she starts to wriggle again, seeing a glimmer of light through the latex.
Soon she is outside, among trees, and a blue sky. But Alice ignores all of this, sitting on the floor her knees up, pouting like when she was younger, fuming at not getting what she wanted. In her blue latex dress, full of arousal and shame, sobbing in frustration getting exceedingly damp between her legs. She grunts and tries to move her arms, desperate to be able to touch herself, she tries getting up, managing to get to her knees before stumbling over. She keeps trying, each failure eliciting an undignified whine every time she falls, unable to keep calm any more. The whole situation just driving her to frustration, her body shaking as she struggles.
She finally manages to get to her feet, starting to hop to a close tree. Leaning against it as she pants from exhaustion and excitement. She tries to rub against the tree in frustration, only making things worse as her legs cant open wide enough, and even if they could the big latex dress was not going to let her get much done. She slumps to the floor, sitting on her own legs, pouting in disappointed, desperate to orgasm. She leans against the tree and whimpers in exhaustion.
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