Becoming Lady Latex 3

III. A Hell of a Journey

„Now that we have one more guest, we will have to do some more – travelling arrangements. I will have to go and fetch all we need!“

One of the men left and the other one sat on the side of the bed, letting his eyes wander over the naked, sweat-glistering bodies of Susan and Cassandra. He didn`t touch them, but there was something in his eyes that made Susan feel very very naked and helpless. Cassandra, who still was hooded and couldn`t see anything, could at least close her legs, but Susan didn`t even have that choice. The pantyhose did little to hide her most intimate parts and the wet spot told quite ostendative that she had been aroused by her crotch rope.

„Our employer told me that you will be given a place of honor once we have reached her place! So, you better cheer up a bit!“

„Mmhhmmph!“

„Uuhhmmmm! Mph!“

After what seemed hours, the other man came back, carrying a big suitcase.

„Let`s start with the blonde!“

They bent over the frightened Cassandra and released her legs. Then, they made her stand, grabbing her arms to prevent her from staggering.

„Do you need to go to the bathroom?“

„Mmhmmmph!“

Vigorously, Cassandra shook her head and the man went to the suitcase and opened it. He took something that looked a bit like a pet harness made of black leather. Then, he slung one of the belts around Cassandra`s chest, right below her ample breasts, and pulled it tight before closing the buckle. Similar belts went around Cassanda`s waist and around the tops of her thighs. Each was tightened in a way the bound woman cringed and screamed through her gag. Susan could see that the three belts were connected by short vertical straps and that several more straps were dangling from them.

The men now freed Cassandra`s arms, but only to force her to put them to her sides where they were buckled to the belts, restraining them at the wrists and above the elbows. To Cassandra, this felt more convenient than the original elbow tie, since her shoulders were no longer contorted. And so, she just remained silent when the men took narrow belts and tied them around her legs at the ankles and above and below her knees.

Unlike Cassandra, Susan could see that a last strap was dangling from the waist belt. With horror, she saw that one of the men now worked this belt between her legs. Cassandra squirmed and moaned with protest, but she could not avoid that massive attack on her modesty. Susan`s eyes widened when the man now stepped behind Cassandra and the strap began to tighten between the woman`s legs.

„Mmhhrrrrmmm! Nnnggggg! Mph!“

Her protests became mews of pain when the strap finally disappeared between her labia. Only then did the man buckle it tight, playfully padding Cassandra`s butt.

„Just to keep you entertained, it will be quite a long trip!“

„Mmhhmmmph!“

Cassandra now panted heavily, as Susan could see from her heaving boobs. She obviously tried to figure out as position that was tolerable, but to no avail. She still was whimpering, but now, the men started to take of her gag. Only when Cassandra tried to work the two pairs of panties from her mouth, one of them clamped her mouth shut. The other one took a large water bottle from the suitcase and opened it.

„You better drink, soon, you will become a bit overheated!“

When his accomplice removed his hand, he forced the bottle between her lips and made her put her head back. Cassandra tried to turn her head away, coughed and squealed, but he kept on pouring water into her mouth. Some of it was spilled all over her, but some found it`s way into Cassandra`s mouth, forcing her to swallow and to suck the water from the panties stuffing her mouth. When he took away the bottle, the other one immediately put his hand back over the poor woman`s mouth.

„Now, take a last look on your companion for a long time!“

This time, he produced something from the suitcase that looked like a black leather hood, but also had some dangling straps. When he rolled up the opening, Susan and cassandra could see that on it`s inside a large rubber plug was fixed.

„This is what they call a Gorean slave hood, but as you can see, we have them on this planet, too!“

„Mmhrrrmmmm! Uuhhmmmm!“

Cassandra still tried to shake the man`s hand off, but the other one now put the hood aside, allowing Susan to examine the terrible device closer. Obviously, it was made of heavy leather and had only a small opening for the wearer`s nose.

„Uuuuhhmmm! Nnngggg! Mph!“

She got distracted by Cassandra, who now got one of Susan`s remaining panties from her drawer pulled over her head.

„Come on, you like silk, don`t you?“

Cassandra groaned with fear, hate and disgust, but could not help it as Susan`s used panties were pulled over her head. Now, the man reached for the hood and since they were both working to get it over Cassandra`s head, Susan could not see exactly what they were doing.

When they were ready, they stepped aside, allowing her to see Cassandra in her plight. The hood had been pulled over her head and was now secured by a tight strap around her neck, only upholstered by the latex collar she still was wearing. Another strap went over her mouth and seemed to be buckled at her nape. Cassandra`s nose, covered by the pale pink silk of Susan`s panties, was the only part of her head that still could be seen. She now was making only the faintest of noises, though her heaving bust told that she was trying to scream her lungs out.

„Now, as you may like to hear, you will be covered up!“

He took something that was folded and when he shook it out, Susan first thought that it was a red latex hobble skirt or a very tight latex dress. However, this was tighter than anything like that she had seen so far, looking more like a hose.

The man now took one end and pulled it over Cassandra`s head like a sack. Then, his companion assisted him to work the tight hose over Cassandra`s body, packing her as tight as if she was saran wrapped. When, after a while, Cassandra`s hooded head appeared on the other end, she was forced inside the tight hose from her shoulders to her toes. Her arms and even gher fingers were pressed to her body, completely immobilizing her. Her big boobs now were mashed together. Though the material seemed quite strong, it was so thin that Susan could see Cassandra`s nipples poke through it. The woman now weakly squirmed, since that was the only thing she still could do.

now, the men secured her further by tying several black belts around her body, cocooning her beyond any thought of escaping. Then, they carefully lowered her to the floor.

„Now, it`s your turn, Ginger!“

Susan screamed through her gag, looking with dismay at the tightly wrapped latex and leather bundle her neighbour had become. Cassandra squirmed a bit, but obviously, she now wasn`t even able to change from lying on her belly to her side or back.

„We better don`t take any risks, she has been tied up for some five hours now and besides, she has reacted to that little joy rope, too!“

Susan had no idea what they were talking about, but the men just freed her arms. To her horror, they then took off her boots and removed the wet pantyhose, not without sniffing on it, making her blush. After that, the boots were put on her feet again. Then, she was lead to the bathroom and sat on the toilet.

„Mmhmm?“

„You better take the chance to relieve yourself, it will be some hours till the next stop!“

Susan looked at him through the nylon hooding her. Did he really intend her to-? In fact, they both were still holding her arms and looked down on her.

Susan shook her head vigorously. She indeed had to go after the long hours in bondage, but this was just too embarrassing! Even if she knew what was waiting for her, she just couldn`t do that!

The men, however, kept her in their vice grip, smiling at her and looking at her nude body. Susan pressed her thighs together and pleaded through her gag, but they just waited. One of them even turned on the tap to further iritate her.

For quite some time, Susan fought her inner demons and her body`s needs. Then, since there was no other escape, she gave in. Blushing all over and closing her eyes in self denial, she peed, accompanied by a scream of sheer horror.

Satisfied, the men lead her back to the living room and put her in a set of leather restraints like Cassandra. If possible, they pulled the belts even tighter. Susan yelped when the strap was pulled between her legs, building a line of fire through her soft flesh. She felt tears running down her cheeks when she remembered the men`s words about a journey of several hours. How could she spend even a minute trussed up like that!

They spared her nothing. Like Cassandra, she was forced to suck water through the panties stuffing her mouth before they took out something that looked like a balaklava, but was made from latex. They hooded her with it and now, only her face was uncovered.

„We know that you love latex, but putting some over your nose would be a bit – risky!“

„Mmhhrrrmm!“

All the time, they had taken care that she could not spit her gag out. Now, they produced another of the stiff leather hoods and soon, she felt that the plug was forced between her jaws, pressing together the panties at the back of her throat, almost stifling her. When the hood was pulled over her face, Susan could only see sheer blackness and she could barely hear anything. Then, she mewed through her gag when the belts around her neck and the one tightening her gag were closed.

„Mhhmmph! Nnnggg!“

Susan could not hear anything, but now, she felt that another of the big latex hoses was pulled over her body. She almost suffocated when the material covered her face, cutting off almost all air supply. Finally, it went from her shoulders to her legs, pressing her arms to her sides and making it impossible to move her fingers. Susan doubted that the belts were even necessary, but the men took great care in trussing her up even more. Then, she was lowered to the floor.

„If they carry us through the house and to their car like this, someone must notice it! It will be humiliating to be found like this, but they won`t get away with abducting us! Not in the heart of London!“

However, when the men grabbed her and carried her for a few yards, Susan, who had expected them to carry her down the stairs, felt that something was fixed to one of the belts around her body. Then, she was thrown into the deep.

„Mmhhrrrrmmmmm!“

It took Susan some time until she realized what was happening. The men had thrown her from her balcony or her window and were lowering her down on some rope. She helplessly dangled in the air, moaning and squirming, and suddenly, she remembered that under her window, there was only water.

„Oh no! They will drown me! Help!“

Susan screamed her lungs out, but suddenly, she felt someone grab her and she was lowered onto some swaying, but solid surface. Little later, something big was stowed beside her. This bundle slightly squirmed and she knew that Cassandra was now lying beside her. Then, she heard an engine  start and when she felt the ground slightly shake and rock, she knew that they were transported away by a small boat.

***

„Silky“ Casandra had always loved silk, but now, all this material meant to her was humiliation. Her own silk panties had been stuffed into her mouth, together with the latex ones of her neighbour. She still shuddered from the memory when she had been forced to drink some water with the vile tasting gag still in her mouth! She shooed that thought away, for it only triggered her gag reflex and she couldn`t help being gagged with the soiled underwear anyway.

Not that this was her only problem. The plug on her hood pressed the gag even deeper into her cheeks and troat and the leather cut off all light, rendered her almost deaf. Only her nose wasn`t covered by the leather, but she was forced to breathe through the crotch part of Susan`s panties – panties that had been worn before and added to her discomfort. She had screamed with sheer frustration, but all she had heard was the sound of the boat`s engine.

Fighting her bonds had been a fruitless task. The tight latex coat prevented her from moving her limbs that were tightly restrained by several belts beneath and over the skintight hose. She sweated terribly and the way the material compressed her big boobs made her feel even worse.
The worst part, however, was the tight crotch rope. Cassandra had occasionally experimented with silk scarves tied between her legs and found the teasing quite arousing. But now, she only felt pain and could do nothing, absolutely nothing to get some relief.

Cassandra tried to shift her position, but again, something soft blocked her movements. Since the obstacle slightly moved, too, she thought that it was Susan, obviously as tightly trussed up and gagged like her.

Forced to lie still, Cassandra finally gave up fighting and thought about what had happened. Obviously, Susan had been tied up by some thugs and some ominous employer had ordered them to take her with them – together with Cassandra who had only stepped into the scene by accident! She cursed herself for having played with Susan instead of freeing her. Had Susan been able to tell her what had happened, they would have been able to call the police. But now, they were getting closer and closer to their fate and had not the slightest chance to do anything about it.

Sheer panic was growing within her mind, but Cassandra was a strong woman and so, her senses denied her the temporary escape of fainting and she had to endure every second of the vicious journey fully awake.

***

The boat repeatedly curved and at one point, both women had come to the conclusion that their abductors were just driving around to blur their orientation. After some time – none of them had an idea whether it was some half an hour or six hours, the engine was stopped. Cassandra and Susan expected to be carried to some point, but obviously, the two thugs just held their lunch break. Sometimes, the noises of the awakening city could be heard, but packed as they were, the two captives had no chance to alert anyone of their predicament.

Instead, the two thugs took some advantages. One had put Cassandra into a sitting position and leaned her to his legs. Like this, he could reach around and massage her boobs through the tight latex. Cassandra moaned and tried to move, but it was to no avail. And yet, she had to admit that this man was no brute. He adjusted his touches to the rhythm of her breath and he even managed to play with her nipples a bit. Though she knew that this was terribly wrong, Cassandra felt a warm and pleasant feeling stray from her breasts and when this distracted her from the pain between her legs, her cramping legs and the heat inside her cocoon, she almost relaxed and endured the continuing massage with groans of pleasure.

Susan, however, had been thrown over the other man`s knees, face down, and he was busy spanking her butt. Even with her ears blocked by the hood, she could hear the clapping sound when his hand hit her latex-covered buttocks. The man`s aim, however, was not to cause real pain, for he did not slap her hard, but just in a way that made her buttocks tingle and would only cause a light, temporary reddening.

Susan had screamed out all her pain and frustration long ago and now, she felt a strange thought growing within her, as small as a spark, but nevertheless real: she was beginning to like this. To be trussed up like this, with no chance to move a muscle, somehow made her feel save, though it sounded strange. This men had humiliated her, bound and gagged her and were just kidnapping her, but Susan somehow felt as if she was in a tight embrace. The latex covered nearly every inch of her body, causing her to sweat and clinging to her skin, but the touch of her most favorite material also felt like she was covered. Covered in a swath of warmness and tenderness, despite the fact that her body was cring from pain. Almost involuntarily, Susan tried to rock her hips, but her tight bondage denied her that relief.

***

The engine was started and at some point, the two captives realized that they were loaded into a car`s trunk. Then, another Odyssey followed, but this time, the bound and gagged women were only dimly aware what was happening. Both were overheated and beginning to dehydrate and when the car reached it`s final destination, both had long fainted.

The two men had driven to the backside of a large warehouse and carefully looked around before they carried their victims inside one by one. They had the room behind the door the car was standing lose to for themselves, but at the yard, there were several other people who perhaps would have wondered what they were doing.

Inside, they worked quickly, again starting with Cassandra. One man untied the belts around her body whilst the other prepared a large bucket of water. Then, they worked together to get the hose from Cassandra`s buxom body. The poor woman still was unconscious and she was covered with sweat, but though her limbs seemed weak, her heaving bust told them that she was still alive. Now, they freed her from the leather restraints and sat her to a black leatherette easy chair. When her hands were cuffed behind the backrest with handcuffs that were fixed to a screw in the floor, they started to wash her hot body with sponges. after a while, Cassandra moved her limbs and let out a deep, but faint groan. She obviously had regained her consciousness, but was too groggy to try anything.

The men removed her hood and pulled the totally sweat-soaked panties from her head. Cassandra blinked at them with fearful eyes, trying to blow some of the sweaty tresses of her honey blonde hair from her vision. Her face still was red and she showed signs of total exhaustion. The man next to her had to pick the two pairs of sodden panties from her mouth, for Cassandra was too weak to do so. when her mouth was free, she panted and tried to say something, but could only utter some croaks. Greedily, she drank some half a gallon of the offered water. After that, she felt a little better, but when she once again opened her mouth to say something, a ball was shoved between her lips. It belonged to a harness gag and soon, the straps were tightened in her nape, over her head and under her chin. Cassandra moaned but though this gag was far more convenient than the last one, she still had no chance to speak clearly.

„Uhhm! Mhhmm! Ggllg!“

„That`s right, Cassandra, but we will have to take care of Susan before we call our employer.“

In enforced silence, Cassandra watched the men unpack Susan. When she let her eyes wander around, she was surprised to see that they were inside a room that reminded her of the backstage area of a theatre or a film set. There were several metal boxes, clothes racks and two tables that were standing close to wand mirrors and seemed to be designed for putting on makeup.

„Have I been kidnapped by some freaks who want to force me to do a stage show?“, she wondered.

„Uuuuhhmmm!“

A deep groan from beside her told her that Susan had come back to life, too. The smaller woman now was sitting on a similar easy chair with her hands tied behind the backrest, too. They were just washing her body and obviously, Susan had survived their ordeal without lasting damage, too, though Cassandra could see red marks on her body where the leather straps had been. She shuddered when she saw a vertical red line run over Susan`s shaved pubic mound and as on keyword, she felt a tingling between her legs from her still sore flesh, reminding her of that special detail of their ordeal.
When Susan`s head was freed, she realized that the other`s head had been covered with a latex hood instead of a pair of used panties un derneath the leather hood. In a strange and gruesome way, their captors had paid tribute to both her and Susan`s favorite material, silk respectively latex. This thought was disturbing, for it meant that their abductors knew some things about them.

Like Cassandra, Susan was freed from her panty gag and given some water before she was regagged with another harness gag. She mumbled something and tried to communicate with Cassandra with her eyes. Somehow, she seemed a bit apologetic, but Cassandra knew that she only had to blame herself. Of course, the two thugs had originally only planned to kidnap Susan, but if she had not failed in interpreting the situation right, they now would be sitting in their room, Susan perhaps wearing a bathrobe and drinking a cup of tea, and would tell a police officer what had happened.

„As you may have noticed, we could have been her much earlier, b ut we couldn`t resist having a fun cruise with you two beauties!“

Both Susan and Cassandra were too worn out to react much. When calling them „beauties“, the men gazed at their naked bodies, but this now was their least problem. Both men had seen them in the nude before and with their hands tied behind the backrest, they had no chance of hiding their boobs anyway. And crossing the legs to cover their pussies was just too strenuous.

„Let them look, as long as they don`t do anything worse!“, Cassandra thought with a sigh. Somehow, she was sure that these men would not just pull down their pants and throw themselves upon her or Susan. However, what would they do instead?

„You sure wonder why I ordered to get you here!“

Now, Susan and Cassandra raised their heads. A third person had entered the room – a woman, indubitable. She was tallish – Susan guessed that she at least measured some 5`8`` - and the stiletto boots she was wearing made her appear even taller. Her buxom body was covered by a black, sleeveless dress that reached to her knees and when Susan looked closer, she could see that it was made of latex. It was high-necked, but had an opening, allowing more than a glimpse on the woman`s cleavage. She was wearing a black latex hood that only left her eyes free and made her voice sound a bit strange. In her right, she was holding a riding crop.

„Ah, you both seem interested. Well, soon, the whole plan will be revealed to you. By the way, you may call me Mistress – if you are given the chance to talk!“

The masked woman tried to sound business-like and cold, but there was clearly some hardly oppressed avidity in her voice. Though they still felt warm, now both Cassandra and Susan felt shivers running down their spines.

Now, she bent over Cassandra, stroking her long hair and playing with it. Her tresses were still a bit entangled from being covered with sweat and so, the woman reached for a brush and took care of Cassandra`s hair with surprising gentleness. Susan moaned and the woman rose.

„Oh, sorry I forgot about you, Susan!“

She turned her attention to Susan`s hair, but since it was shorter, she lost interest after some minutes.

„Now, time to get you a bit more dishevelled again!“

Her two henchmen seemed to know what she meant for they loosened the handcuffs from the floor and heaved the women`s arms over the backrests, helping them to stand on their staggering legs before they led them over to a small upholstered bench. It looked quite plain, except for two things: on each of the small ends, there was an iron ring and in it`s middle, it had a protruding plastic knob that measured some three inches in diameter.

Susan and Cassandra had to sit on the bench astride, face to face – and boobs to boobs. The two thugs took two more pairs of handcuffs and tied their ankles under the bench, forcing them to remain seated with their legs splayed. Then, they put their hands on both captives`s backs and pushed them forward. Cassandra and Susan protested through the balls in their mouths, but they were pushed so close that once more their breasts touched each other and their pubic mounds were pressed against the knob that prevented their most intimate areas from touching.

Their close position forced them to spread their legs even more and their legs were pressed against each other. With two belts, the men leashed Susan`s right knee to Cassandra`s left and vice versa. The fact that Cassandra`s legs were longer meant that Susan now had to spread her thighs in a way her muscles ached.

„Quite cosy, isn`t it? However, we w ill improve on that!“

Both Cassandra and Susan protested, but the men untied both captives, only to force Cassandra to embrace Susan. Then, they cuffed her wrists to the ring on the end of the bench, right behind Susan`s backside. Then, Susan had to sling her arms around Cassandra. When they had cuffed her wrists, they took a short chain to tie her hands to the other ring. Now, they could again not separate their boobs, no matter how much they tried to get more distance between themselves.

„At least, this strange knob gives us some distance down below!“, Susan thought. It was embarrassing enough to be forced to look directly at Cassandra who was touching her body with hers and who was as stark naked as her. However, she found that the other woman`s close presence wasn`t as terrible as she thought it should be.

„Now, time for a little game, just to pass the time!“, the woman said and pressed a button at the side of the bench.

WWWWRRRRRRRR!

„Mmmhrrrrrrmm! Uuuhhmmmmm! Mhhmmph!“

„Nnnggg! Mmhhrrmmph! Gghhhlllmmm!“

First, both Cassandra and Susan felt like petrified when the knob embedded between both their laps began to buzz and vibrate. Then, they began to squirm and twitch, trying to get away from the irritating device. However, tied as they were, all they managed was that their nude bodies rubbed against each other and that they squeezed their boobs whilst trying to separate their loins.

„Mmhhmmm! Uuuhhmmm!“

Mph! Mmhhrmmm! Mph!“

„Just relax and let it happen, Ladies! I`ve  tried this little toy already and once you stop worrying and start enjoying it, it`s marvellous!“

The woman had stepped beside her captives and had started to caress both women`s hair. Then, she had increased her grip, forcing them to look at each other.

„Maybe, it will help you to relax if you see that your companion isn`t made of wood either!“, she said to no one of the two in particular. „There is nothing you two have to be afraid or ashamed of! It`s all natural desire!“

She released their hair and again, both continued their frantic struggles to get away from each other, away from the vibrating knob. However, it was to no avail. Their cuffs held them in a permanent embrace and their leg ties prevented them from raising their bodies or get some distance between their pubic mounds and the vibrator.

The machine seemed to have it`s own will, for it`s speed increased and decreased and the knob even oscillated from time to time. Cassandra and Susan had both experimented with vibrators in their lives, but none of their own toys had felt so – good.

„Mhhm?“

„Nngg!“

Both seemed to have had the same thought at the same time: not to give in to such thoughts, trying to remain as calm and decent as it was possible for two women who were tied together in the nude and who had a vibrator teasing them. Their bodies, however, felt different about that.

***