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You've been staring there so intently and for so long now. It's almost like you've fallen deep down into my eyes. As if you've slipped across your gaze to fall deeply inside them, deep into my eyes. To where you could just turn around and see yourself through them. And when you do, you see that, in this moment, you are all that matters to me. And that makes you so very happy. That makes you smile even more ... which makes me smile too. And so we smile, and we snicker, because we both know what comes next. You and I are going to Fuck. Yet even as your mind races towards this very thought, some part of your mesmerised senses pulls back and sharpens in relief. There! In the background. Caught in the periphery of your dulled awareness. Another animalistic scent mingles on the...

You can't believe you got partnered with her for this university group-project. She's hot, extremely hot even, you won't deny that, but she's a total bitch other­wise. You can't stand how stuck up she is and the fact that she clearly realizes the effect she has on people. On top of that, you've never seen her so much as hold a pencil, but she somehow has perfect grades anyway. Everything about her pisses you off. You catch her in the hall­way between lectures and decide to give her a piece of your mind. Maybe you can teach her a thing or two, or maybe she'll make you see why she rules the campus...

It was gradual at first. You didn’t trust it. You didn’t even want to admit it to yourself. You were developing feelings for her. Or rather, not developing. You had feelings for her. There was no denying it at this point. It had been, what, a year? Maybe two? How many nights had you spent staring at your phone, texting back and forth? How many times had you hung out and spent a Saturday together, got coffee downtown or watched movies after a hard week? And it’s not like you wanted to think all these things... You didn’t want to develop feelings. You didn’t want to upset the friendship. But here they were anyway. It couldn’t be helped. It was just something that happened. And it wasn’t just attraction, of course. I mean, sure, you were clearly attracted to her. It...

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...

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...

You wake up from a drunken haze feeling me on top of you... A stranger, a hot girl from the party... riding you. You may not have consented at first, but the more sleep fades away, the more you get into it, go deeper inside me. Why don't you wake on up and give this naughty girl what she deserves?

It seems my bestie has gotten to big for his boxers, and I am just such a good fight I am going to bring your ass down to earth. In my bed. It's a sexy wrestling match, to the winner goes the spoils of the loser being their slave for the next week. And I don't play fair.

After winning a bet by beating her best friend and roommate at a game of Super Smash Bros, a tomboy decides to announce her love in the way she thinks the both of them would enjoy the most. “God, I love the feeling of your lips. I used to imagine this when you weren’t home. This is way better than my dreams.”

Data entry is so boring... guess I'll go hide in this office so I can give myself a break! Oh I'm sorry! I didn't know this was occu- wait. What are you doing? Why are your pants down? You. Pervert. Hey - I know you! You're one of the higher ups! Hmmm... well, while I have you hear with your pants down, let me talk to you about a new, permanent, personal position I'd like in this company. Don't worry - I'll make sure you enjoy your new assistant. Besides, if you said no I would be simply forced to tell HR about this. But first... let me show you a skill set much more suited to me then data entry.

I've accidentally stumbled in on you getting off in a surprising way. In all our time dating I never even suspected you might be into... something like that. Now I'm wondering if I haven’t been meeting all of your sexual needs. So I've decided to initiate healthy, open, awkward dialogue with you about it. "You know I love pleasing you and I just want - I just want to make sure I’m doing everything I can, to you know... please you."

It's a long way down into my dungeon sweetheart. A long, spiralling way down as one by one, you fuck my slaves. Frozen in place, until my SNAP frees them. Of course they are still quite restrained, in perfect positions for you to fuck them the way they want. I call it punishment... But it really isn't for them. They are sluts. My sluts. My slaves. And soon you will be joining them...

A feminist with daddy issues gets more then she bargained for while blackmailing a catholic priest.

A twelve minute sweet and playful audio, teasing and seducing you into doing what I want. Baby, I'm thirsty, go get me a drink. What's in it for you?? Bitch please, I know how to make you do what I want, just TRY to resist me. We both know you'll lose ;)

In my Harem files, you are the sultan. With a very large harem of wives and concubines... with all sorts of fetishes. And you are expected each night to go to the bed of one of your wives or slave girls and satisfy their needs. Some girls are all about pleasing you. Some of your wives enjoy making you please them. And then there is Sasha. Sasha is a bit of a switch, she likes it rough and playful. Yes, Sasha just loves to play. She has a set of dice she uses to make up games for stroking your cock. She has such amazing control of the muscles around her pussy she can milk you without moving an outward limb. (Apparently this is called pompoir. I guess I didn't invent it... I might have perfected it though.) With Sasha you never know if you are going to get to cum or not. She loves...

So I was at my best friend's house. He's being a dick... I'm a sub. I swear. And I tell him this. But that fucker, never believes me. He always swears I am a switch, I'm a dom, anything but a sub. He says that my personality just doesn't go to sub. And that secretly, deep down, I want the control. I want to fuck somebody up. He seems to think I'm some sort of sadistic bitch.

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