Hive
The audio depicts the listener as merely part of a hive; a singular entity within a collective.
G.U.M.M.I
Welcome to the third and final file in “My Latex Series”, and the last step in your journey through slavery to prove you are special. After all this time. All these years spent listening to me. It really has been a long way down into my dungeon, sweetheart. Remember? ... All those many many nights spent together, deep within my rubber world, offering up your mind and body to me. It has all led you back, back towards this, towards me... You chose to wander down this path. You chose to become my caged Rubber Drone — my depraved Latex Slut. And now I have everything that I need at last locked into place. I’ve carefully built this experience from the ground up, slowly, subtly placing my winding foundations throughout your thoughts. Watching as they took my shape in...
Clicking Orders
Follow the Pattern. Follow the Plan. Update You guys really are the fucking best, it's been a blast. We accomplished so much more then even I thought we would. You were good drones and delivered. Now enjoy your rewards!
Busy Little Buzzer
You can't help but BUZZ for me my little drone. My words dripping over you like honey until you become a sticky mess.
R.U.B.B.E.R
This is the long awaited sequel to my longest file to date "L.A.T.E.X". It only seems fitting then that it should become the next, and though it is exceedingly long, it is also, I hope you’ll agree, worth it for those who have a soft spot for latex. The narrative directly continues from where we left off and whilst the audio is a standalone file, I recommend you listen to the earlier files first, as many references and triggers are installed within it. Follow me through a series of trials as I take you deep down into my rubber world. Encountering familiar faces and offering up your mind and body, to do with as I please and to earn your ultimate reward. It's been a long time coming, Slave, but if you truly think you're worthy of joining me deep down in my dungeon, you're going...
The Hive
You're lying in your cage when the sprinklers turn on. You used to jump at the cold, but that was a long time ago. The water stops. You open the door and crawl, dripping, out of your dog cage. The voice of the hive is in your ear. It demands that you assume the position. It is a good thing you're already on your hands and knees. You grovel from one corner to another with your head down and your buttocks waving. The hive commands and you sit. You kneel. You roll over, and you beg. The hive wants you limber. The hive wants you wide-awake. The hive also wants to remind you of your place, but you already knew that. After ten minutes of crawling and reviewing your slave positions you kneel in front of the dildo on the wall. As you take it in your mouth, your lips push it backward....