HIRED HELP
Chapter 43
Jennifer woke up with Richard still in the bed next to her.
"Good morning," she said, crawling over him and rubbing her bare
breasts agains his chest.
She was still wearing the corset and heels, but nothing else.
Slowly, Richard's eyes opened up. "Do you want me to make
breakfast?" she asked.
"If you would be so good," said Richard.
Jennifer walked out of the room in the heels. The swaying of
her hips exaggerated by the heels and by conscious effort on her
part. Richard was not in the kitchen by the time she was done, so
she put it all on a tray and returned to his bedroom.
Richard was sitting on the bed, still not completely awake. "Is
something wrong?" Jennifer asked. "You're almost *always* the first
one up!"
"I guess my body is just making up for lost time," he said.
"Lost time?" she asked.
"I don't always sleep soundly," he replied.
Jennifer sat down next to him and put the tray down between
them. "So, what's on today's agenda?" she asked.
"I need to have Fantasy Supreme set up an appointment with your
mother to get a dress for the wedding," Richard said. Jennifer
wrinkled her nose at this. "I know that you don't like to talk about
her, but it's necessary."
"I know," she said. "Anything else today?"
Richard gestured towards the closet door. She could see that
there was a mass of stiff black latex hanging from a hook on the
door. "What is that?" she asked.
"You'll find out soon," he said.
They chatted a bit about wedding details as they ate. When they
were done, Richard asked her to run the dishes back to the kitchen.
When she returned, Richard had laid the outfit out on the bed.
"Already?" Jennifer asked.
"I just want to get an early start," he said.
It looked like a rubber body suit, with a zipper along the
crotch. However, this one looked to be made of much thicker material
than the last one she had worn.
Richard unlocked her heels, but did not remove her corset.
Jennifer had to sit down after the heels were off her feet.
This suit had a zipper in back. With Richard's help, she worked
her legs into the outfit.
Once her legs were in, she found that her feet and toes were
pointing straight downward. The material was very tight agains her
legs. She tried to bend her foot and her knee, but there must have
been some very tough boning along the length of the legs, because she
could only move her knees a few degrees,
She slid her arms into the outfit next. The sleeves were
similar, and her hands were encased in inflexible thick thumbless
rubber mittens. She tried to move her wrists or elbows, but the
reinforcements in the outfit held her arms straight out, and
immovable.
Richard pulled the rubber around her waist. The rubber fit her
tightly everywhere except the nipples. There, two holes an inch in
diameter each had been cut to allow the tips through.
He zipped it up in back, and stepped back to look at her. With
the corset on her, she could only move her shoulders, her hips, and
her neck. Other than that, she was almost completely immobilized.
"I hope you don't want me to walk in this," Jennifer said.
"You might actually be able to manage a step or two," he said.
"There's reinforcement all along the legs and feet of the outfit.
However, I think that balancing would be nearly impossible."
Jennifer looked at him calmly. "I'm waiting, darling," she
said, batting her eyelashes at him.
Richard smiled at her. "I'm not quite done yet," he said. He
went into his closet, and returned with a thick black rubber hood.
"This too."
He unzipped the hood and slipped it over her head. This one had
a penis gag that she had to allow into her mouth. There was an
airpassage through it that would allow her to breathe through it.
There were noseholes as well. However, this one completely
covered her eyes. Once the hood was zipped on, she was partially
deafened and completely blind.
She could only make a small moaning sound through the gag. She
felt him unzip the crotch of her outfit. Oh, please,... she thought.
A few caressed from his hands immediately made her wet. She
felt his lips against her bare nipple, and a shiver coursed through
her. She spread her legs wider, and tried to touch him with her
stiff, rubber encased arms.
She felt the familiar sensations of a rubber phallus entering
her. After it was fully inside of her, she writhed in frustration as
he zipped the outfit back up.
A minute later, the dildo within her started to buzz and
vibrate.
Oh god, how long is this going to last?!
Knowing Richard, probably for a very long time.
The vibrations turned on and off at odd intervals. She could
orgasm frequently, sometimes found herself unwillingly proceeding to
another wave of sensation, and occasionally was left to pant through
her gag as the vibrations ended just seconds too soon.
After an indeterminate amount of time, she heard Richard return.
The vibrations stopped, and she felt him unzipping her crotch.
The dildo came out, only to be replaced by Richard's hard and
ready manhood. She tried to wrap her legs around his body, but could
not do it with her knees held rigidly in place.
With the tiny holes to breath through and the corset, she nearly
lost consciousness as Richard has his way with her. The orgasm she
experienced was dreamy, surreal, and, somehow, exquisitely beautiful.
Finally, Richard ended his explorations of her. She felt him
pich her up, and within a minute, he put her down, with her legs
sticking straight out, on the toilet.
He must want me to use this, Jennifer thougth. I'm going to be
in this for a long time!
It was late evening before he finally released her from her
rubber bondage. After she was out of it, she planted herself face
down on Richard's bed, wearing only the corset, and closed her eyes.
For a while, she had lost track of what was real and what was
imagined. The part of her brain that was involved in rational
thought was stunned and reeling.
It took her several minutes of silence before she could look up
at Richard. "Are you all right?" he asked.
She smiled dreamily at him, and he bent down to kiss her.
