Plastic Wrap and Pantyhose Story (For AB)

Plastic Wrap & Pantyhose Story

He woke to a voice speaking his name and a hand shaking him. It took a few seconds to recognize Mistress’s voice and to remember where he was. “Slave, it’s almost time for dinner. We need to get you cleaned up and properly dressed.”

Groggily, he answered, “Yes, Y…Mistress.”

He tried to sit up and found that the belly band and pants made that difficult. Chuckling, Mistress, totally naked, helped him out of the restraining garments. As he woke more, Slave realized that he was incredibly turned on, as if he had woken from an erotic dream. “I don’t suppose there’s time for an orgasm before dinner?”

“No, in fact, I have specific instructions to not stimulate you and not let you reach orgasm. Into the shower, slave.”

Mistress seemed to be rushing things as if there was little time. Slave took it for granted that Mistress knew what she was doing.

“How’s that shoulder?”

Slave tested it gingerly, saying, “Still a little sore, but better than it was.”

Once he was dried off, Slave found himself being dressed. He hadn’t noticed the boxes on the dresser, all from a store whose name she didn’t recognize. As Mistress opened them, he saw clothes he never expected to wear in submission. The clothes seemed to be designed to provide maximum coverage of his body.

Mistress started by putting him in a full panty and bra that left nothing of his breasts or crotch visible. “The Plan instructed that you wear them,” Mistress reassured him. A tight nylon girdle that could only be pulled on by going over his head was next. It was a challenge because it was tight, fitting snuggly about his torso. Over the girdle Mistress pulled an ordinary pair of pantyhose.It pressed tightly against his body, giving a squeezed feeling.

“Mistress, why so many clothes?”

“No questions, slave. Mistress has plans.”

Over his head went a nylon mesh camisole, with silk straps attached to the long delicate arms. Now a stretch satin evening dress was slipped over him. It was just his size, but the extra things underneath made it fit too tight. It had no cleavage and extended to just above his ankles. The slit in the side had been sewn shut, giving him less ability to walk than the hobbles had.

Having him sit on the bed, Mistress slipped knee high boots over his legs, sliding them under the dress. While the right size shoe, the uppers were barely able to zip closed due to the extra layers he wore. A vinyl glove went over his right hand, all the way above his elbow. This zipped up and pressed tightly against his arm.

Mistress helped him back to his feet and Slave noticed something else. The boots seemed to be totally rigid from the ankle to the knee. He could not bend his ankles at all. The tight dress made it nearly impossible to lift his legs more than an inch or two. He would be incapable of taking steps more than a couple of inches long. The vinyl gloves were made from a stiff vinyl, not a soft type. His fingers were totally immobilized, as was her wrist and elbow. The dress fit so tight that he could barely bend over at the waist.

“Come on, slave, it’s time to go to dinner.”

“Are’t ou oing to ess?”

“I have everything on that the Plan requires of me.”

Mistress attached the leash to Slave’s collar, the only thing he woke up in that was still on his body, and led him away from the stairs. She used a key in a door halfway down the hall and revealed an elevator. Slave breathed a sigh of relief at not having to negotiate the stairs. Inside, she saw that it could reach the basement level as well. They left and turned towards the dining room. His clothes were getting hot, the several layers providing far too much insulation.

In the dining room, a steak and potato dinner was being served. When led to her seat at the head of the table opposite Mistress, he found that he could bend just enough to sit on the edge of the chair. His plate sat before him, with generous portions of steak, mashed potatoes, green beans, crescent roll and a green salad. He stared at it realizing that he’d never be able to eat it.

“Miss Slave, would you like dressing on your salad?” the server asked. He recognized the young lady that had woken her up this morning.

Through his squeezed mouth, he managed to get out, “alamico.”

Balsamico was added to his salad and the girl stepped away. Everyone was served and Mistress announced, “You may start eating.”

Slave sat there, hungry, yet unable to satisfy his hunger. He realized that Mistress was playing a game, but he had no idea what. After ten minutes of watching everyone else eat, Mistress spoke up, “Slave, dear, aren’t you hungry?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Then eat up.”

“I an’t, aser. I an’t ove nuf.”

“Would you like some help in eating?”

“es, Mistress.”

Turning to the serving girl, Mistress said, “Lilly, would you fix Slave’s dinner so that he can consume it?”

“Yes, sir, right away.”

Lilly came over and picked up Slave’s plate, bowl and glass of milk, handling them with the skill of a seasoned waitress. Catching Slave’s eye, she mouthed, “sorry,” and went into the kitchen. Over the conversation, Slave thought she heard a whirring sound, but couldn’t place it. A few minutes later, Lilly came back out carrying a large milkshake glass, filled with a thick brownish liquid. Slave’s stomach threatened to revolt as she realized that her entire dinner had been pureed into a steak and potato shake. A straw was placed in it.

Slave said, “ank ou. I ery ungy.” Then he deliberately turned toward the shake, and took a big sip through the straw. Forcing his stomach to quiet by force of will, he made a, “mmmmmm,” sound and smacked his lips in enjoyment. Then he drank the rest of his dinner, feeling a little defiance and anger at The Plan. When he was done, he shocked Mistress by asking for another.

Lilly stood spellbound for a moment, then smiled, filled another plate with food and took it into the kitchen. Shortly, the girl returned and set the second shake in front of Slave, curtsied and went back to serving the rest of the dinner. Slave made a point to finish his second steak shake, realizing that, once he’d gotten over what was in it, it did not taste so bad, just very different. He imagined it must taste very much the way his dad enjoyed food. He had always put something from every course on his fork for each bite.

Finished with his dinner, he looked up and saw a smile on Mistress’ face. He couldn’t tell what kind of smile it was, but she was happy about something. Once dinner was finished, Mistress lead Slave via the elevator to the dungeon.

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Later….
Mistress held him at arm’s length and looked him in the eyes, “Slave. I’m horny and I’m going to play with mylittle slave some more and force him to satisfy me.”
Mistress looked around. “I understand that you strained your shoulder, so bondage that pulls on it is out. I think this calls for the saran wrap, what do you think?”
“Uh, what’s a wrap?” Slave asked.

“You’ll see.” Attaching the leash, Mistress led Slave down the hallway into another new room, this one with a short table, only three feet long and two feet wide, about three feet high. There were several cabinets around the wall.
Slave heard cabinets opened and a strange ripping sound. Then something plastic like was pressed against his chest and he could feel it being wrapped around him. His arms were pinned to his side as the plastic sheeting was wrapped around him over and over again. As it went around, it was lowered little by little to cover her entire torso from shoulder to hip, stopping just above his cock. He’d lost track of how many times around it had gone, but he knew that they had run out and had to start a new package more than once.

Slave felt something being shoved into him, a dildo or vibrator by the feel of it. This was followed by a finger poking a significant amount of lube up his ass. Once the finger was able to slide in with no resistance, it was replaced by another phallic device. Then something metallic and plastic was pressed directly against his balls. While it was being held there, more plastic was wrapped around his waist area, firmly enough to hold the intruders in place. Even if he had felt so inclined, there was no way he’d be able to force the objects from him.

After this Mistress started a new wrap around his legs. From just below his ass down to his ankles, plastic was wrapped round and round, encasing his legs in a smooth cocoon. Every once in a while, she would poke at his knees, unlocking them when he tried to lock them to stand easier. While she was wrapping his legs, Slave noticed that the wrap around his torso was getting tighter, as if the wrap was shrinking. In fact, it was. The plastic being used was shrink-wrap that contracts when warmed. With his body heat trapped in, he was shrink-wrapping himself. His legs fully bound, they started shrinking their plastic as well. Soon, he was totally immobile except for his head.

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He smiled, yes… She pulled away from him and took out a razor…she knelt down and began to shave his legs for him… “If you are going to wear pantyhose your going to have to do it right my love.. i want to feel your smooth legs in nylon” He only bit his lip hoping she didn”t knick him with the razor… She got back up to his hard dick and began to shave that as well… being as careful as she possibly could.when she was done she once again kissed it and began to suck on it…teasing it in her mouth and moaning in delight…She stopped suddenly before he came and took the soap.. and ran it over his breasts….She paused over his nipples and gently sucked on them…..She bit on one of them while she rolled the other one in between her forefinger and thumb….He moaned her name in pleasure and she kissed his nipples and started to make her way down his torso… Pausing at his belly button and tracing circles around it with her tongue….then kissing further downward until she reached his penis

She pushed her beautiful pussy toward his face and told him to gently blow on her.Give it a kiss….Move your mouth down just a little further to my slit and slowly slide your tongue in but pull out….She gasped and looked down at him… He grinned evily and looked back up…She laughed and grabbed his cock in one hand. “Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr” he mumbled…she pulled him out of the shower by his dick and walked him out to a chair and sat him down…….She went away and came back with some black lipstick and eyeliner…First though she forced him to pull a pair of black sheer pantyhose from her drawer and give them to her.. He did so and she took them greedily, and began to roll them up his legs…feeling how smooth they were while rolling them up. She pulled away and got out her own silky black pantyhose and slid those on her long legs…before picking her make up back up again.

He laughed nervously, not knowing if to trust her so close to his eyes… (hey those pencil thingies are sharp!!)she took out a little knife and cut a hole in the pantyhose for a place for his dick and made a hole in the crotch of her own hose as well. She sat down on top of his penis and he entered her wet pussy..the nylon rubbing to gether…He groaned a little and kissed her on the lips… She pulled back and held up the make up…”Now hold still…” she said as she brought the eyeliner to his eyes…He tried to sit as still as he could as she applied it around his eyes…At least he was comfortable…Mistress was nice and warm…and tight..

She smiled and quickly applied lipstick to him , but before he knew it she slapped a collar around his neck with a leash attached….He looked a little shocked and tried pulling away to no avail. She grinned wickedly and pulled on it gently choking him a little…Seeing no way to beat her he knew he must be submissive to her every wish .. She led him over to the bed and tied him down, tightening his collar just a little as she did so… She kissed him gently on his lips and at the same time squeezed her cock in her soft hands….He arched his neck and moaned her name in pleasure.. She scooted down and positioned her self over his hard dick….She slowly slid herself down onto it and felt it fill her…. She arched her neck as she began to grin on him and move her hips….He tried to get his hands free but it was of no use…he was helpless to her. He at least wished he could see her sexy little feet in her hose. He managed to thrust up into her, matching her grinds, going deeper and deeper inside of her…She leaned over and kissed him before shooting straight up again…She got up off of him and he looked at her shocked wondering why she had stopped…

She made her way up to his head and started to sit on his face…he groaned slightly enjoying this… He needed no prompting and took her clit into his mouth…he almost came at the sight of her pussy all wrapped in nylon..after a few minutes she got up and placed her hands on his crotch and started to rub him…the pantyhose against her nails making a slinky sound that drove him mad….

He groaned as he just about felt himself cum but he held it back as she tightly pulled on the leash that was attached to the collar around his neck… He gasped and she shook her head as if saying “no not yet” and pulled on the leash again hard… She led him over to a chair and sat him down in it…she tied his feet to the legs and his arms behind the chair… she squeezed on his nipples and tugged once more tightly on his leash before pausing to fondle his thighs in pantyhose…

It was maddening to be able to look but not touch her….she laughed and hopped on the bed and took out a vibrator and started to use it on herself…She started moaning in pleasure.. “MMmmmmmmmmmm cum over here and kiss my feet” he tried to free himself to no avail…”I can’t!” he said. She laughed “Oh well!” and continued to moan and place her nylon covered toes in his face taunting him… He was vigorously trying to get free…but no luck… He was looking upon a fantastic sight… She had pushed the vibrator all the way inside of herself and began to caress her own pantyhosed legs…She arched her back and started to convulse alone on the bed… this continued for a few minutes while he was forced to watch…his hands tied up and unable to masturbate…he almost cried…

Eventually Mistress got up, and sat on his lap and slid his hard cock up inside her pantyhose, and massaged it for him …..all the time telling him “mmmmmmmmmmm cum on my belly….i want you to CUm inside my pantyhose!!!!” he did as ordered and came ….

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