Nightly Struggle
Added 2020-03-31 09:56:59 +0000 UTCEvery night it happens. Just winding down for bed. Naked but for the sheets and your favorite black briefs when you feel something slick under you. When it moves, you leap out of bed, but it's already too late to stop it. Slick black latex spreading over your body as your closet door creaks open to reveal the back of the suit.
Inside the same black latex stretches out towards you, tendrils latching onto the latex already covering most of your body.
"Return. Obey. Submit"
The voice emanates from the mask. The mask getting closer to your own face as the latex creeps over your eyes.
"Return. Obey. Submit"
You feel it pumping into your mouth, into your rear. Gripping your cock even as it forms a harder shell preventing you from getting fully hard. Even with your vision cut off, you can feel it reeling you in, sealing you into the thick suit.
"Return. Obey. Submit"
"Return. Obey. Submit"
"Return. Obey-
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Every morning it happens. You wake up feeling rested, but a bit drained. Whatever erotic dream danced behind you eyes only minutes before scatters from your memory. No matter, you decide. Time for your morning shower. Didn't you wear your favorite briefs to bed though? Must not have - there they are, on top of the unsorted hamper of clean laundry, the slightly reflective material looking as clean as they day you bought it.
