Shared for the Weekend - Sex Stories

Shared for the Weekend

... totter in place while she worked on squeezing me into the rest of my outfit. Gwyneth pulled my arms through the holes in the latex top and skirt, and then shimmied it over my head and onto my torso. The pink sheath squeezed me all the way down and at the bottom was a flared skirt that sat so short that it didn't even cover my exposed ass. There were cutouts in the top so that my nipples were exposed, and once the top was in place, Gwyn attached nipple clamps and spent a few minutes teasing my nipples. She added my collar and leash so she could have complete control of where I went. I wobbled on my heels for a moment, and quickly felt her hand on my ass for five quick strokes and heard the command to stay still or there would be more.

I breathed as deeply as I could and turned my attention to my body and how I felt up and down. My nipple clamps were comfortable for the moment, and I loved the constant pressure (and the fact that Gwyn would occasionally run a finger over that increasingly sensitive spot). I was constantly distracted by the large device in my asshole, as it was designed to keep me somewhat spread open all the time. I assumed this was training for the use my ass would get later in the day. I was encased in latex and it compressed me all over, a feeling that I absolutely adored, but I was always reminded that I didn't know what was going to happen next.

I thought that the pink latex wrist and ankle cuffs were the completion of the outfit, but the last step ...

... was the final surprise as Gwyneth wrapped her arms around me and fit a black silicone ball gag into my mouth and buckled the pink straps solidly behind my head. All the time I was being dressed, I remained on my feet in my heels with my balance shifting slightly from side to side to keep me from falling over, and Gwyneth was still completely naked. As soon as she finished dressing and preparing me, she went to the closet and grabbed a light sweater and a pair of jeans and dressed herself quickly, not bothering with underwear or a bra, and then used the leash to lead me to the garage. Inside the garage she had prepared the car for my arrival. The trunk was open and there was a suitcase on the front seat. Gwyneth guided me to the trunk and told me to duck my head as she pushed me into the car from the back, focussing a lot of attention on my ass in the process, and giving my plug a quick tug for good measure. The back seats were down so that I could crawl through into the car and stretch out a little, but Gwyneth took my wrist cuffs and bound me to some pre-set straps that were stretched around the front seats. By the time I was fully bound in the car, it was apparently time to leave. She put a blanket loosely over my body, and blindfolded me with a bright pink blindfold. The last thing I felt was when she reached back from the driver's seat to put a hand under me and remove my nipple clamps. She explained that the drive was long enough, and she didn't want me whining while she ...