Black

Alex selected a black catsuit with slightly thicker latex and a built-in cock sheath. He was in the mood for fucking, and the slight reduction in sensation would help him last longer, at least he hoped. It was neck-entry, his favorite style even though it took considerable effort to put on. But that enhanced the feeling that he was undergoing a transformation, removing his insecurities and leaving some sort of living rubber man. Transformation complete, he stepped out of the changing room into the Rubberdoll House main lounge.

The room was large, with many doors leading to exciting rooms: some private session rooms, a “jail” for those who needed a good locking up, some padded asylum style rooms for “treating” those with incurable diseases like a fetish for straightjackets, and throughout the lounge order nearly every piece of furniture and surface was covered in D-rings, cuffs, or other mechanisms of restraint. Looking at the far side of the room, Alex could see several people were already turned into pieces of art, including two women sharing a vacbed hanging vertically from the wall like a very large painting. The evening was still young but Alex could tell it was going to be busy tonight!

“Alex, you’re here!” The Matron of the House rushed over to greet him, also having chosen a highly reflective black catsuit today with the requisite hood that revealed only her bright eyes and vivid red lips that stood out against the inky polished mirror of her head. She took his head and planted a deep kiss on Alex’s lips, giving his cock a friendly fondle. She was like this with every member: promiscuous and flirtatious. In truth the club was basically her harem, as she took a deep personal interest in the sexual desires of every member.

“Oh you arrived just in time! I desperately need your help!” There was an all-too familiar twinkle in her eye that boosted Alex’s reaction.

“We have too many subs and not enough doms to go around! I desperately need your help keeping them all satisfied before they go insane!”

It was nonsense of course, the Matron having immediately sensed the mood Alex was in and knowing exactly the right thing to say to wind him up and get him excited.But it was true that there seemed to be more subs around than doms, at least here in the main lounge. It was enough truth underlying the fiction to make Alex’s heart speed up with anticipation: tonight was going to be fun!

“Of course, your knight in shining latex is here to save the day! What do you need me to do? Or rather, who?”

The Matron cracked up with laughter at Alex’s hammy performance, before finally telling him which sub needed his attention first.