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The Tale Of Dark_Echo And Rubberslut	By : CindyShrapnel Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Faith/Willow Views: 6295 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-The Tale Of Dark_Echo And Rubberslut
- 1
(A/N- This is a true story beginning from last Wednesday. Names, locations etc. have been changed to fit in with the fandom, but I assure you this is all true, with small artistic liberties taken here and there. This is completely AU, none of that mumbo jumbo bullshit here)
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“Willow?”, came the raspy nicotine rich voice from the rolled down window of the pitch black car with the silver radials which pulled up with a slight screech of the tires.
“Huh?”, replied the redhead as her head flicked up from the phone she was desperately willing to buzz into life.
“Are you Willow?”
“Oh yes, are you….”, she replied not sure what to call the woman calling her name having only known her so far by her pseudonym.
“Yeah, hop in”, said the dark haired beauty tossing her bag into the back seat letting Willow slide into the soft leather seat and fasten her belt. “I’m Faith by the way”
“Ah, I was wondering about that. I had all these horrible scenarios in my head where we wouldn’t be able to find each other and we’d be going around yelling our usernames in the coffee shop. That would’ve been a nightmare, that’s why I text you my real name”, the redhead joked feeling so nervous that a trickle of sweat ran down her brow and across her freshly plucked brows.
“Good idea. So, you been waiting long?”, Faith asked as she put the car into drive and pulled away from the coffee shop into the fluctuating stream of traffic.
“Not really. I had a coffee, I was just killing time until you text back. I wasn’t expecting you to swing by so soon”, replied Willow shuffling her weighty rucksack between her sneakered feet and playing awkwardly with her chipped nails as the Sunnydale sign passed them by and the pair sped away into the looming canvas of darkness beckoning them on.
“Well I was gonna check into the hotel first and then come back to pick you up, I mean Broadstone is only about five miles away but I was kinda hungry so I thought I’d stop here first and collect you. Besides, I drive like a crazy bitch so we’ll be there pretty quick. I thought the traffic coming out of LA would be more of a bastard but I got out of work early”, said the brunette reaching into her glove compartment and pulling out a pack of smokes. Sliding one between her peachy lips the flame of her lighter danced before her until it breathed life into the cigarette.
“Oh thank god, you smoke too”
“Yeah. Oh sorry, do you want one?”
“Please”
“Well let me finish mine first, this is my husband’s car and he doesn’t really like me smoking in it. Once I’m done feel free to light up”
“Ok”, said Willow with a small flourishing smile feeling strangely at ease in the company of the woman she hoped would open up her dreams and finally make them flesh.
“I’m just glad you finally got a free evening, these past two weeks have been a bummer but I knew you’d be unable to resist my charms”, Faith grinned as the silver grey smoke wafted from her nostrils.
“Yeah, I’ve had things to do lately but when you messaged me yesterday I thought ‘why the hell not’. So…er……. have you done many meets?”
“A few, but it’s not easy getting time. But when I saw your profile on fetlife I thought ‘there’s a hottie who looks like fun’, and when I noticed you lived in Sunnydale I knew it was like kismet or something as I swing past this town every couple of weeks”
“How come? I mean what drags you away from LA down this way so often”
“Work. I’m in security”, replied Faith as she flicked ash out the window silently cursing as a few stray flakes wafted onto her arm.
“Like a bouncer?”
“What?”, chuckled Faith taking another long drag from her smoke making her delectable breasts swell out all the more under her grey pinstripe suit jacket, “No, I sell security systems and shit to people. Well big companies mainly but it keeps me pretty busy and I really do like it, especially the fat pay packet”
“Yeah, I bet you do”, Willow said as her eyes darted all around the car which, though she knew nothing about them, could see it cost a pretty penny. As did the finely tailored pant suit which hugged the driver’s body well, it’s unbuttoned angle allowing just a glimpse of the silk blouse which pulled tightly over her more than ample chest.
“So how come you use the name ‘rubberslut’ on fetlife? I know you like to be called that, well that’s what your messages said anyway”
“Well….I…it just seemed right. I mean, the anonymity of hoods and catsuits lets your true side out, but with profiles on there you never know just who’s telling the truth. I wrote this blurb pretty much telling everything about me but I’ve had chats and the odd meet with people who turn out nothing like they describe, I mean if you want to meet someone who you can be compatible with then why lie your ass off?”, babbled the redhead feeling the need to spill her truths in the company of someone who wouldn’t judge or condescend her.
“I know what you mean, that’s why I chose to talk to you. You seemed genuine if a little naïve, so I just had to see what kinds of creature my rubberslut was”, grinned Faith adjusting the radio to blast out White Zombie to more acceptable level of sonic assault, “It’s not hard to be honest on these things, but that’s the trouble with the web, who knows what kind of pricks are out there, but sometimes you just get a feeling about someone and you just go for it”
“Amen to that”, said Willow with a firm nod in complete agreement. “There’s no time to procrastinate, but it’s always good to be cautious too”
“Yeah, I know. So anyway, this hotel know me pretty well. I sold them their security systems, face recognition software and everything, so we have to be discreet”, Faith said seeing the road sign telling her she was only two miles from their destination as she turned off the highway. “I’ll go check in first and text you the room number when I’m in it, ok”
“Yeah sure, just drop me off at the entrance and I’ll have a smoke while I wait”, Willow replied taking the cigarette from Faith and slipping it behind her ear patting down her jean pockets making sure she had her zippo.
“Cool. When you go in there’s this weird fountain thing, just go straight round it and the elevators are right in front of you. Just walk through pretending to text someone and try to avoid any looks from the receptionist, they know me well there that’s why I always get an executive suite. Just remember, discretion is a must. I’m putting a lot of trust in you here, don’t fuck with me ok?”
“Absolutely, I totally agree with you…with the discretion thing I mean. I’m a teacher at the local High School and if this ever got out, well I’d be on every sex offenders register going”
“Just relax Red”, comforted Faith deciding on a nickname, “Have you noticed there are two types of people on fetlife and birchplace, either you’re married with kids or you’re morbidly single”
“Well I’m certainly in the latter category. Very much so”, sighed Willow hating to keep her true self so secretive, “So does your husband know about your meets with girls and that?”
“Sort of. As much as I love him he knows I need to get all rubbered up and have some fun with chicks every now and then, but I told him as soon as I find the right kind of willing slut then I’d bring her along for the both of us to enjoy. I mean, you know the stereotype about black guys having huge cocks? Well it’s no myth, I mean Gunn is about eight inches and….. oh here’s the turn off”, Faith said pulling into the driveway of the hotel.
“Is this it? I never knew there was a hotel here, I just thought it was some private house or something”, the redhead replied as the car pulled up and she unbuckled her seat belt with a clunk.
“No, I’m here all the time. But anyway, I’ll text you in five”, Faith said as Willow got out of the car carrying her heavy rucksack with her, she was surprised that she managed to get all her accoutrements in it without splitting the zipper.
“Cool. Speak to you soon”
Willow watched the car slither down the long driveway as she pulled the cigarette to her lips and lit it. As her lungs filled with the joyous toxins she paced up and down, her dark blue jeans pulling a little roughly against her thighs as her anxiety began to build up again. The seconds ticked away, her eyes not leaving her phone as she waited for the text to arrive. Minutes stretched out painfully as she stubbed her smoke out and considered lighting another but as she rummaged for her tobacco tin her phone flashed into life and her eyes scanned the text.
‘Room 213. Second floor, out the elevator and turn right’
Throwing her rucksack over one shoulder Willow shuffled along the gritty driveway and through the reception area not lifting her head once as she continued to pretend to be messaging someone as the desk clerk with the bad comb over just rustled his newspaper not even glancing up. The elevator ride was swift and as the doors opened her breath juddered in her chest as she walked quickly down the long passage bedecked in neutral tones and brightly lit by the neon lights on the walls. Her eyes snapped up as she saw the barefooted beauty in the suit leaning against the doorframe of a room who let Willow slip past her before locking the door behind them.
“Don’t wanna be disturbed do we. So did you get any hassle downstairs?”, asked Faith unscrewing a bottle of still mineral water.
“No, no-one said anything anyway. Wow, this is a really posh hotel room, it’s even got a mini fridge”, squealed Willow seeing the artful décor and sharp hospital edges to the sheets on the bed.
“Like I said, it’s an executive room. So…..”
“So?”, asked Willow wondering just what the etiquette of the situation was as she slung her bag on the bed and looked around awkwardly.
“Yeah, so. I’m gonna go to the bar and get a Red Bull and a snack, do you want to come with or are you cool here?”, Faith said as she moved her two cases to one side.
“No, I’m fine thanks. Er…while you’re down stairs….should I get ready?”
“Yeah sure. I’ll be back in a bit”, said the brunette as she slipped her heels back on wincing at the squeezing of her toes and grabbed the room key sliding it into her jacket pocket.
“Ok”, Willow said as the door clicked shut leaving her alone.
She looked around the room and smiled nervously, though the décor was to a much higher standard than she’d ever seen she still felt so small and naïve to it all. Unzipping her bag she pulled out all the contents and placed them on the king size bed, taking a steadying breath the redhead pulled off her jeans and sweater for she knew this was not a moment for putting things off. She’d wanted an evening like this for so long and despite several meets of varying success she hoped she’d found the right woman to make her brain overload and pussy hum.
But Faith’s warm smile and easy going candour had put her at ease; she glanced at her slender frame in the silver edged full length mirror and drew a deep breath hoping to sedate the hordes of butterflies flitting around her innards.
The messages exchanged in the last few weeks between the docile ‘rubberslut’ and the exuberant ‘Dark_Echo’ had brought out her desperate side even more, so many times she’d brought herself to orgasm over the pictures she’d seen of the woman completely covered in glossy purple and black latex.
Applying her make up thick and slutty Willow felt her heart beating faster as the neon pink shadow framed the heavy dark liner edging her soft eyes. Puckering her seldom used lips she felt her skin shiver in approaching delight as the sparkly gloss coating covered her lips painted deep red.
As she stood naked she opened the bottle of lubricant and spread it along her creamy skin, her legs shimmered in the light as the cool gel rubbed up her thighs before she spread it across her arms and over her shoulders. Unzipping the glossy black catsuit she grinned as her she worked her legs into it’s delicious tightness, over her hips before her arms slid into the soft creaking material which slithered into every crease and fold of her body like a second skin. Due to Willow being on her own most of the time she’d bought a catsuit with a front zipper, a necessity after getting trapped in her first one as the flaps got caught in the back zipper and she had to cut herself free before her house mates returned.
The ballet boots slid onto her feet and she fastened them tightly to fully support her ankles, another lesson learned from her late night solo sessions trying on her garments and a quick trip to the Emergency Room followed by two weeks in a cast. She pulled the creaking elbow length gloves into place and buckled the leather cuffs around her ankles and wrists, her latex hood slipped over her head and she felt the exhilaration ripple through her as the slow grind of the zip sealed her into it. As if, with that final sliding of latex, the shy and decidedly vanilla Willow was no more.
For in these moments Rubberslut was borne unto this world of sin and hedonism.
The white medical hood was a stark contrast to the rest of her black ensemble, she unpoppered the detachable strip across her mouth so Faith could actually hear what she said, it also gave a teasing glimpse of the lips just wanting to serve. Waiting dormant until they could be used in whatever way told of her.
Hearing the door open Willow leapt onto the bed and lay back, her legs spread wide and one hand cupping her rubber covered sex as the heels clattered across the room once more. Faith rubbed her aching toe as she leant on the wall only glancing up as she heard the tell-tale call of creaking latex.
“Hey, you ok in here? I thought……oh wow. How yummy is that?”, smiled Faith seeing what was lying in wait for her as she tossed her suit jacket to one side.
“Room service”, chuckled Willow as only her lips and heavily made up eyes were now able to be seen.
“Come here”, Faith said helping Willow to her feet, leading her around she stumbled a little in the ballet boots, “Put your hands on the wall, like you were being frisked by the pigs”
“I’ve never been in trouble with the police. Have you?”
“Well let’s just say I wasn’t always on this side of the law. Now shhh”
Faith’s perky nipples poked through her purple silk blouse and pressed into Willow’s back as she leaned into the latex coated girl, one hand reaching around to toy with her rubbery breasts whilst the other snaked between the needy thighs.
“We’re just going to go easy for tonight. No safety words or that as we’ll talk all the way through, like testing the water or something”, Faith purred as her body slid up and down the soft shiny material before her. Every delicate touch of her fingers made Willow’s body react, each squeeze and pinch brought the redheads pussy closer to broiling as her shapely derriere was pushed into by a wanton groin.
“C-cool”, wheezed Willow as she relished in each wandering digit teasing her.
“Mmmmm”, purred Faith as she inhaled the wonderful scent of latex, “You’re just a filthy rubber slut aren’t you?”
“Y-yes Mistress”, forced out Willow as she felt the hands squeeze every part of her, pressing into the rubber and creaking beautifully like sirens song to a deviant. She arched her back in order to feel more contact as they slipped into the agreed upon names for their session.
“And my little Rubberslut wants to please me right?”
“Anything you want, Mistress”
“Good slut. Well lick my shoes first. I have a meeting tomorrow and I want my heels nice and shiny”, Faith whispered pulling away from the wanton redhead, she leaned on the edge of the bed and raised her leg up high with all the dexterity which still remained from her days on her High School gymnastics team.
Willow turned around and, keeping one hand on the wall for balance, edged closer to the pencil thin heels in front of her face. Her tongue slithered from the small mouth opening and she groaned as the glossy leather drew into her chasm, her wet muscle sliding up and down it with aplomb. With Faith’s leg arrow straight in the air Willow held her calf for support and spread her tongue all down the heel and along the sides of the narrow business shoes.
“What a good girl you are, Rubberslut. You like doing that don’t you? Being my rubberized pet?”
“Yes Mistress. Please let me serve I’ll do all you tell me, Mistress”, replied Willow, her eyes betraying her words as both she and Faith could sense the tongue in cheek aura surrounding them. For in their messages on fetlife they had discussed at length how some of their ilk took all this way too seriously, and within the confines of their game ‘fun’ was the only watchword to obey.
“Mmmm, think of the possibilities”, chuckled Faith as she pulled her foot away, “I think it’s time I got ready, why don’t you check out the toys on the dresser over there”
“Ok”, Willow breathed heavily as she tottered across the plush carpet and sat down on the leather office chair by the selection of rubber accoutrements. She cleared her mind with calm and even breaths as her rubber smothered fingers fished between the assortment of moulded toys. “Oh, is this inflatable gag you told me about?”
“Yep, when you said you had this super sensitive gag reflex I was a little worried as I didn’t want you to throw up on me. Try it out, see how it feels”, called back Faith from the bathroom where she disrobed and the echo of squealing latex rang out.
Her hairless pussy seemed to smirk as the catsuit slid over Faith’s hips, her body still bearing the faintest of stretchmark’s but under the swash of delicious rubber she knew she would be Queen once more. The Baroness of debauchery in a realm where she knew every custom and politic, the doyenne of brazen pleasure with a suitable servile wench to satisfy her craven demands.
Willow picked up the gag shaped like a penis and pushed it past her lips until it sat snugly on her tongue, she pressed the bulb a few times until it swelled in her mouth but as it plunged deeper she cough and gagged, her eyes watering. She knew she’d made the right choice to bring her waterproof mascara and leave the inch long pink false eyelashes at home.
“You ok?”, called Faith from the bathroom as she touched the scarlet lipstick to her face igniting the the decadent beast within.
“Yeah, I think about four pumps of the bulb is my limit. I mean, it’ll fill my mouth without making me chuck up”, Willow replied as she wiped her lip gloss from the firm black rubber.
“Fair enough”, called back Faith as she rolled the black latex stockings up her thighs until they sat in place, she looked in the mirror and smiled.
The pink catsuit was unusual for her to wear but as her black one still hadn’t been sent back from being chlorinated she had to wear it. With the shoulder length black gloves and stockings offsetting the vibrant color she smiled as the hood zipped into place, plain black except for the smooth white trim around her eyes and mouth. Placing the military hat on her head she grinned as she stepped from the bathroom. A firm gait in place despite her lack of heels, her feet had had enough of a squishing for one day.
“So Red, you ready to play?”
“I…..oh wow, you look even better in real life”, Willow gasped setting down the butt plug which not only inflated but vibrated as well. She hoped such a toy would be brought into play later but this night she was follower to the whims of a Goddess.
“Thanks, oh that’s the total enclosure hood. You wanna try it?”, offered Faith as she came across to take another sip of her Red Bull, it had been a long day negotiating and was hoping the caffeine burst would stop her from falling asleep in the middle of their play.
“Sure, I’m just not sure which zip does what”
“Let me do it”, Faith said pulling the zippers down and struggling to get it over Willow’s head, “Is that ok? Can you see?”
“A little lower”, she replied as the second and third layers of rubber sealed around her head, the pepperpot eyes robbing Willow of the last vestiges of her humanity and the small zippered mouth pressing into her lips.
“There, I won’t stuff your mouth with my piss soaked panties this time. Like I said, it’s early days and I know you really wanted to try it, well all good things, right?”, smiled Faith as she looked on at her dehumanised pet. Her willing plaything.
“Wow, this is cool”, said Willow looking into the mirror with wide, though shielded, eyes. A blank canvas of black latex staring back.
“Wait let me zip up the front too”, Faith said as the zipper ran down robbing Willow of sight, all she could hear was the breath rattling from her lungs as she breathed out filling the outer layer of rubber, as she breathed in the layer pressed hard against her face. The rapture of such a new and thrilling sensation swept through Willow as her senses dulled only to heighten her skin reception to the light touches of Faith.
In her solitude, in her guise as a toy, Willow felt her pussy moisten to the point of drooling.
“Like that?”
“Fuck yeah, Mistress”, Willow gasped through the layers, Faith only just catching the words.
“Good, oh my little rubberslut, you are a such a dirty cunt, aren’t you?”, purred Faith as she pushed into the seated Willow, her large breasts pushing into Willow’s covered face as her humming pussy rubbed against the engorged nipples of the seated slut.
“Yes Mistress, I’m a dirty little cunt, I’m your rubberslut Mistress. Do with me as you will”, groaned Willow as she felt her whole skin erupt into desire, each square inch of her body now as sensitive as her pussy. Each trailing finger of Faiths running up and down her latex skin making the redhead shiver with unrepentant need.
“Do you wanna take the enclosure hood off?”, asked Faith as she pulled away from the blinded girl. “It can be a bit much first time”
“No Mistress, it’s awesome”, whimpered Willow who squirmed with delicious pleasure being so robbed of herself. Being nothing but a toy to Faith.
“Glad you like”, grinned Faith easily reading Willows body language, the rubberised toy was so needy that the brunette could make her pop in less than a minute without a single finger plunging into her wet slit.
“Mistress….my collar?”
“The what? Oh yeah”, Faith said turning back to the bed where amongst the lubes, plugs and paddles she picked up the glossy red collar and smirked at the tag which read ‘I am Rubber Slut’ on one side and ‘Property of Mistress’ on the other. “Where d’you get this tag done anyway?”
“On eBay, it was only about three bucks plus shipping. I thought it would be cool”, said Willow, “I thought it would add a little something to proceedings”
“Oh it certainly is, you have no idea how many times I’ve got myself off to your pics and messages”, grinned Faith as she circled the collar around Willow’s neck and buckled it tightly, “I won’t padlock it on…..this time”
“Cool. It’s a lot of trust letting you do this to me and I have so many paranoias and insecurities that….”
“Shhhhh. Now be a good girl and get on your knees. I want to see how well behaved you can be”
Willow slid to her hands and knees and felt a small pull at her collar, she gasped as she realised it was a metal linked dog leash clipped to her. The redhead groaned with pleasure as she followed the insistent yanking, sliding along the spotless carpet behind her rubber coated owner. The leash pulled tightly leading her along every beautifully degrading step.
“Stop”, said Faith as Willow came to a juddering halt, “Now turn around…..and heel, Rubberslut”
Willow’s pussy gnawed it’s slobbering lips as she once more felt the collar being pulled by the leash, leading her up and down the executive room as she whined in desperate need under the layers of rubber mummifying her head. She had never been this turned on and she hoped to get herself off soon, though it had only been a few minutes since they started Willow was ready to pop.
“Now up on end of the bed”, Faith said helping her turn around and flopping Willow’s torso onto the bed, Faith using her foot to move Willow’s legs a little wider as the ballet booted feet shuffled to an obscene and aching angle. Her ass laying over the end of the bed and her hands spread out wide, her fingers clawing into the soft duvet with the golden trim as her thrice coated rubber face pressed into it.
“Mmm, what a good little bitch you are”, said Faith as she watched Willow writhe under the first hard spanks of the leather paddle.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Being in the enclosure hood Willow couldn’t see or hear the approaching strikes, just feel them as the delicious warmth spread across her ass, it’s soft jiggling flesh being smacked over and over.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Was that ten or eleven?”
“Mmmmmmm, eleven”, came the dull murmur from ‘neath the layers of latex sealed around her head.
“Damn, well I’ll have to go up to twenty five then. Sorry, but I got a touch of OCD, everything has to come in multiples of five, and then at a certain point, five by five.”, Faith said as the paddle slapped down again and again.
“Oh please Mistress, I really need to cum”, said Willow rubbing herself on the foot of the bed as the final strikes slammed down making her whimper with unsated desire.
“He-he, you really are a rubber slut, aren’t you?”

“Yes Mistress….but I’m your rubber slut”
“That may be, but get up on the bed. Go”, said Faith pulling on the leash making Willow kneel on the bed on all fours. She could just make out a vague flash and a giggle as she guessed the camera was going off again and again, capturing her very essence, her true slutty rubbery self.
“You’re making me so fucking wet you dirty slut”, moaned Faith as with one hand she flicked through the pictures on her camera as her other hand rubbed her latex smothered slit.
“My pleasure Mistress”
“Right, I want to see how much you can entertain me, maybe earn a little fun. Now dance for me, see how slutty you are”, Faith said as she put her USB cable into the TV and connected her mp3 player.
She helped Willow to her feet and the bound girl tottered on her ballet boots, as the sounds of ‘Milkshake’ by Kelis ricocheted around the room the redhead wiggled her cute ass high in the air as her chain leash swung around her unseen. Her fingers ran unevenly along her glossy black rubber, cupping her breasts and moaning as she flexed her lithe body to the rhythms of the music. Keeping one hand on the wall to maintain her balance Willow ran her fingers across the mummifying hood as it sucked in tightly to her face whilst her breath echoed around the enclosing latex. The sensory deprivation was more intense, more pleasurable than she had hoped. Or even dreamed of in those long monotonous hours grading Math homework.
Teasing one hand across her butt Willow pulled down the zipper slowly but the catsuit was so tight and figure hugging she struggled to reveal her little winking rosebud, she moved up and down as she slipped her index fingers into her hole, but without lube it was dry and tight.
“Not bad my little toy, now bend over, hands on your head. I want to inspect that hole of yours”, said Faith guiding Willow to the wall letting her head press against it, the outer layer of the enclosure hood blowing out and sucking in sharply as the sensory deprivation, combined with the verbal putdowns, seem to make the rubber slut’s pussy nearly scream with need for release.
“Let me check your ass, see if it’s as it should be”, said Faith running the zip down Willow’s ass and letting her fingers pull the rubber apart, “Oh dear, look at that, it’s fucking filthy. Looks like I’m gonna have to clean you up”
With a hint of irritation Faith crossed to the bathroom and wet a face cloth before returning to run it’s rough fibers up and down Willow’s crack, in and out of her rosebud making Willow wobble in her ballet boots as she leaned into the wall a little more for support. The coarse cloth scrubbing her already warm butt as the redhead whinnied at the deviancy of it all, so many messages she had exchanged with ‘Dark_Echo’ on fetlife but never thought such joys would be available to her so easily.
“There, nice and clean now”, Faith said as she pressed her face into the exposed peaches and inhaled letting her tongue slide up the soft cheeks.
“Now you better not ever present me with a dirty asshole again, understand?”, she said as she swatted Willow’s cheeks which still burned from the fierce spanking.
“Yes Mistress, I’m sorry. How can I make it up to you Mistress?”, wheezed Willow as though they were in the confines of the game she knew that Faith was no monster. There was a comfort and ease being exuded by the domme who had tossed her hat to one side, like a spell being cast over Willow as if, even if they met in real life, they could easily talk over coffee at a conservative little café without even broaching the subject of perversion.
“I know exactly how”, Faith said firmly unzipping the enclosure hood making Willow wince at the sudden harsh light flooding in, “Now stand still. You know you’re just a tool”
“Yeah, people tell me that all the time”
“Ha-ha”, chuckled Faith, “No I meant you’re just an accessory designed to get me off”
“Oh, I see what you mean”, Willow smiled back but the stretching of her lips was masked by the rubber pressing into her face.
Faith picked up a gag and slid the small moulded penis into Willow’s mouth until the hilt pressed into her lips, the redhead gazed down briefly to see the six inch dildo protruding from the other side of the gag.
“You ok? You ain’t gonna throw up are you?”
Willow just shook her head ‘no’ as Faith made sure it sat right in her dirty mouth.
“Good. Now lie down my pretty little Rubberslut”
Willow lay back on the bed with her arms and legs spread open wide, like a perfect rubber pet should, for she was here to be used in whatever way Faith decided. To own her inside and out and make her nothing more than her plaything.
Faith unzipped her catsuit a few inches by the crotch and slid her dripping pussy down the shaft, her rubbery ass cheeks bouncing up and down in front of Willow’s eyes as her hands squeezed and kneaded her pet’s breasts. As Faith eyed the duo in the full length mirror she laughed and moaned for she too was under the spell of desire, her pussy so wet and dripping that she knew it would take little time for her to spit her love venom. The twisting, writhing coupling of rubber smothered bodies was enough to make her breath hitch in her throat as she slammed her cunt down harder and faster on the route to early orgasm.
Faith groaned as she came, thick viscous liquid splattering across Willow’s face, spatters of lady mucus tapping across her rubber face.
“G-good girl, you really are a dirty fuckin’ cunt aren’t you my Rubberslut”, gasped Faith as the crest of her high ebbed away, the sweat channelling down her body and dripping from her exposed slit to mingle with her juices.
Faith pulled off the sticky messy face, though the white hood made it hard for the cum to show off it’s true glory. As she knelt to one side she watched Willow gesture with her hands like a bizarre game of charades, finally the meaning clicked into Faith’s head as she recalled the many perversions spelled out between the two online.
“Oh right, you said about that. Ok, come with me”, said Faith pulling on the leash leading Willow to the bathroom and removing the penis gag tossing it in the sink.
“Please Mistress, I want this”, said Willow in sharp and jagged breaths as the cum slid down behind her hood to bless her sweaty skin.
“Ok…so…er…you better get in the bath”, Faith said trying to work out the mechanics of her slut’s wish without a stray heel cracking the glass of the shower panel.
Willow knelt on the non-slip mat and placed her hands behind her in the small of her back, her tongue running over lips in anticipation as she watched Faith unzip her crotch a little further.
“Hold on a sec……wait….wait…..there we go”, laughed Faith as she relaxed her pussy and let the steady warm stream of pee flood out, splattering all over Willow’s head which turned and swayed side to side under the arc of urine anointing her.
“There we go my rubberslut, you wanted me to wash my cum off your face with me pee. You likey?”
“Yes Mistress, thankyou…..please Mistress, I’m your rubberslut”, Willow spat around the warm liquid which ran down her face, in her mouth, sneaking under her hood and sliding down the inside of her catsuit to fuse with her many fluids pooling in her crotch.
As the last of the pee spurted out Willow swallowed the last few drops, breathing hard and so damn turned on she leaned against the cool of the bathroom tiles. Her head was swimming with decadent pleasure and though she needed to rest she felt the leash being pulled once more.
“Come on slut”, she said leading Willow out who wobbled wildly due to her shaky knees and ankle punishing ballet boots which were so new they were still yet to be broken in properly.
“Yes Mistress”
“You ok there, Red?”
“I’m fabulous”, grinned back Willow as her senses tried to realign themselves for this was as soul enriching as ever she’d imagined.
“Good, now hold still”, Faith said as she slipped the total enclosure hood back over Willow’s hood so the redhead could inhale the full musky tang of her pee. “Want me to zip up the mouth too?”
“Please”
“Cool”, said Faith as she zipped up the tight mouth sealing Willow’s lips away and zipped the outer layer up again sealing Willow into a realm of darkness and restricted breathing, “As you made me cum too quickly I think it’s time for a little spell in the naughty cupboard, don’t you agree you dirty bitch?”
“Mmmgghhpphh”, Willow said as she heartily nodded.
“Did you bring the….oh there it is”, said Faith as she moved Willow’s bag to one side to see the firm black posture collar. It circled the redhead’s slender neck and she found it hard to swallow as it forced her neck up high and sat snugly under her jawline holding her head in an upright position.
She whimpered in honest delight as the leash was attached and she was lead along by her latex smothered, but light hearted, domme who was wallowing in such power and amusement.
Faith took the ironing board from the closet and slowly manoeuvred Willow inside, “There’s a safe there you can sit on. Executive rooms have everything you need y’know”
Willow purred as the cool steel pressed into her warm ass cheeks and heard the rattle of the leash as it was clipped around the clothes rail above her.
“I’m just gonna cuff your wrists together this time in case you freak out or need to breathe or something, ok?”
Willow nodded hard enough to nearly give her whiplash, though with the posture collar she had to bend from the shoulder, as she held out her arms, Faith clipped the cuffs together as well as the ankles cuffs and patted her slut on the head condescendingly.
“Seeya later you horny cunt”, laughed Faith as she closed the closet door and flicked the TV as she searched for something half decent on the music channels. Finally settling on the Pennywise special she lay back on the bed and breathed deeply and satisfied as she wiped the excess cum from her crotch.
Opening her small bag she fished out the ham sandwich cursing that she didn’t put it in the mini-fridge as the bread had gone a little limp. As she ate Faith kept a wary ear out to make sure her slutty little captive wasn’t hyperventilating or something as one of her previous meets had done. That was certainly a worry that time as it took ages to unwrap the layers of seran wrap and duct tape before her captive for the evening calmed down. A captive she never heard from again, another timewaster she was.
Tossing the crusts into the trash Faith heard a familiar moaning coming from the closet and so strutted over to the black mahogany doors and slid it open to see a rubber smothered bondage slut slumped to one side and breathing heavy making the outer layer of the enclosure hood suck in sharply to perfectly show the contours of her sweet face.
“Red, are you ok? You’re not……oh man, did you cum?”, said the domme brunette recognising the body language of blessed satiety.
“Mmmpphhhh”, whimpered Willow as Faith opened the total enclosure hood and unzipped the mouth on it’s inner layer.
“Really? You got that fucking turned on by the bondage and mummifying thing?”
“Yeah, I….well I’ve always wanted to try it but….wow, I never thought it would be this awesome”, gushed Willow as her cheeks burned with an unseen blush as she felt her warm and sticky femme crème slopping around in her latex gusset.
“Gotta say, I’m impressed. Now come on out of there”, Faith said unhooking the leash and leading Willow from the closet, her wrist and ankles still cuffed making her walk in tiny mincing steps in the aching ballet boots. “So what do you wanna do now, or shall we call it a night?”
“Would you mind? I mean, I’m all wiped out and….you know…”
“Nah, it’s cool. Let me help you”, Faith said removing the cuffs, collar and hoods, “Do you wanna shower before I drive you home?”
“Nah, I’ll have one when I get home. I can wash all my rubber at the same time, get some vivishine on it too”
“Fair enough”, replied Faith as she unzipped her hood and let her sweaty hair down, her make-up had run a little, as the zip of her catsuit ran down she breathed heavily as the fresh air snaked over her skin. She opened the min fridge and opened a bottle of mineral water.
“Want one?”
“Please”, replied Willow as she peeled the layers of latex from her, shivering as her nakedness was exposed suddenly feeling vulnerable.
“You know Red; you look pretty hot just like that”
“Without latex?”, Willow replied as she glugged down the cool and refreshing water.
“Yeah, but you look even better in rubber”
“As do you”, replied Willow swallowing the water down gratefully and sighing as she squatted on the end of the bed and fishing her jeans and sweater back from her rucksack. “Could do with a smoke though”
“Hell yeah. It’s annoying I got this room though. This hotel is designed so there’s this courtyard in the middle so all the rooms on this side face each other, usually I get one at the back looking out into the trees so I can lean out the window and have a smoke. They fine you $200 for smoking in your room, but I think it’s time for a cigarette break anyway. I’d say we’ve earned one”
“Definitely”, smiled back Willow as she wiped her excess smeared make up and slipped her sweater back on.
“Cool. I best get you home as Gunn always calls about ten and I don’t want to be out on the road when he does”, said Faith as she slipped her suit pants and blouse back on disregarding her underwear.
“Cool. Well I think I got everything”, Willow said shoving all her crumpled and sweat laden rubber back in her rucksack with the aim to sort it out later as she watched Faith open the hotel room door and peer down the long and bland corridor.
“There’s someone in the hallway, remember what I said about discretion? Ok, count to ten and then come out, meet me out by the driveway entrance”, Faith said as she closed the door and stepped away.
Willow counted to eleven just to be sure and walked to the elevator and through the silent reception deliberately not making eye contact with anyone, the cool night air hit her face making her shiver a little before she scuttled along the driveway and turned left out of sight of the security cameras before Faith’s car pulled up beside her.
The journey back was a blur of small talk and gushing pride at their little session and before Willow knew it the car pulled up by the coffee shop in Sunnydale which was thankfully bereft of customers.
“So….thanks for tonight, it was better than I hoped it would be”
“Yeah, I had fun too. Been nice to meet you Willow”, said Faith pecking the redhead on the damp cheek.
“You too Mis….I mean, Faith”, said Willow with a blush.
“I’ll message you tomorrow or something so we can arrange our next meet. Maybe then we can do all the shit we’ve already talked about on fetlife”
“That would be awesome, shame we didn’t get to do it all tonight”
“Well we couldn’t do it all in one night as where would we go from there? How would we top that?”
“Good point, but I have a few more things I’d like to try, if you’re ok with that”
“More than ok, Red. G’night”, said Faith as she drew out another cigarette.
“Night”, replied the redhead as the redhead, coated in lady juice and stale sweat and a rucksack full of rubber which needed cleaning, stepped out into the cool air of the Californian night.
As she walked home Willow watched the lights of Faith’s car speed away and she knew she’d made the right decision, all this procrastination was worth it as now she’d finally found someone who could breathe life into her.
All her deviant desires didn’t seem so debauched anymore. All her hedonistic dreams could now be made flesh.

(A/N- Like I said, this is a true story and though you may be starting to whine about the rushed build up and non-existent character development, well I can only tell you exactly what happened on that night. You may even want to suggest ways for this story to continue, but save it for yourself as I will only be writing things which actually occur. I mean, why write about kinky scenarios when you can live them?
I will update after every session we have, but it won’t be until the end of the month after the night at the B&B dungeon.
You read it, you can’t UNread it. Mwuh-ha-ha!)
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