Valeria approached the CODE: CRIMSON section of the CAIGE - the Correctional Asylum for Institutional Governance & Education, located in Idriapolis.

Phantom sensed Valeria's presence; felt her heat, heard her step across the padded rubber cell.

Another burst of gas filled her nostrils from the smell bag on her shoulders; the aromatics of heavy rubber hypnotic gas.
She sucked it all in; the fat plug, dripping with sweet sensory delights. Hypnotic images flooded her mind and sight. Lewd sounds and whispers sent a shiver down her spine as Valeria approached. Her entire body felt ablaze with a growing need. Every device worked to bring Phantom to full alertness as Warden Valeria stood next to her.

Her mouth, like the rest of her body, was trapped in unyielding layers of thick rubber. Her face was unified by perfect, beautiful rubber lips. Unable to form words, able only to mewl, moan, drool, beg, and suck. Phantom didn't realize how much she was suckling on the plug until Valeria removed it.

Phantom was barely thinking. Her mind and body were trapped in an erotic haze. Only the feeling of the Warden removing the plug-gag had snapped her out of her reverie. Her mouth tried to form words, only managing a lewd, high-pitched moan instead.

You've escaped before, and each time you leave me with a bruised ego and a mountain of paperwork. I'm putting a stop to that. You've been upgraded to CODE: CRIMSON. The highest possible security levels. Just for you."

Phantom moaned again. She could feel Valeria was stroking her face. The warden ran a gloved hand up and down the hood, gently caressing her cheek.

"Gassed, processed, completely sealed in layers of rubber. Edged nonstop. All this therapy is clearly working. I can tell how needy you are. Constantly tormented and teased, kept on the precipice yet denied. Such is the life of a Code Crimson patient."

Phantom hated it; she loved it. The chains rattled. Her body shook with a brewing orgasm, struggling against rubber and steel. Trapped, coated, subdued.

Valeria ran her hands over Phantom's hips. "I can't just leave your pretty body in here forever. Actually..."
Valeria licked her lips. "I can leave you in here forever. But I won't. I have things to do with you.
Use your body. Your mind. Show you off to guests. Use you as a warning to anyone, everyone else.

It's not all cruelty and date nights. You'll be rewarded with attention, new rubber outfits, and the occasional earnest, warm hug from me - your Warden."

"You might be Patient #15, but in my heart, you're my #1 prisoner. So I'll never, ever be able to let you go."

She placed her thumb inside Phantom's latex-coated mouth. The patient reflexively suckled it, licking, kissing, mouthing, pressing her her rubber lips over Valeria's thumb and sucking on it so sweetly that it made Valeria grin.

"Maybe I'll use you. Let others borrow you. But Phantom is never getting out of here. You're mine forever as my rubber slut."

The sounds that Phantom made were music to Valeria's ears.
Chains rattling. Rubber squeaking. The horny, pent mewls, high-pitched from endless denial. Finally, Phantom plunged over the edge, riding a long and seemingly non-stop orgasm.

Visions filled her mind of her own predicament. She saw the gear, the situation; the gentle caress of the Warden and Phantom eagerly suckling her thumb. She continued to ride the induced orgasm, heedlessly falling deep into a pit of rubbery bliss and despair. She yielded to her body and lusting needs.

Although totally sealed in rubber, masked and locked away deep in the prison, Phantom was very visible. She felt inside how she looked outside. Clearly, the treatments were working. As she gave in to the drug-fueled haze, she was finally being honest with herself as she squirmed, moaned, and humped the night away.