Latex lingerie

Fan decided that it was best to forget about rule-breaking for now. Rule-breaking was what had landed her in this situation to begin with. With a click of her tongue and a roll of her eyes, the actress undid the clasps of the cream-colored bra, followed by taking off the panties. When she finally looked back at the reflection, Fan was completely nude. She briefly studied herself. If the celebrity were to wallow in her narcissism for a few seconds, she had to admit of being proud of her figure. Standing at her five feet and seven inches, Fan was taller than most Chinese women. Her bust, while barely a B-cup, was still nicely proportioned to her body, and there was not a single ounce of visible fat. Fan made sure to always keep in shape.

Her self-admiration was cut short when the door opened without knocking. Fan yelped and covered her form with both hands when the strict woman from before marched inside and collected the discarded clothes that Fan had just shed, including her underwear and shoes.

The actress sent a glare. "How about a little privacy?"

The woman returned the glare. "Rubber women have no privacy," she stated firmly. "You have four hours to prepare. Use that time wisely. I expect every single centimeter of you to be perfect. Those savage guizi may be content in sending rubber women to their masters in a poor state, but I expect nothing short of excellence from a rubber woman of the People's Republic of China." The woman stomped back to the door. "The bathroom has hot showers. Use it. The bottle on the right is useful to slip your clothes in. The one on the left is to make it shine. Remember... four hours," she reminded Fan and then shut the door again. The actress heard the sound of the lock being secured.

Fan looked at the lingerie she'd been left with and let out a breath. No choice in it now. Resigned, she took a quick warm shower to clean herself completely and then returned, to the outfit. Once she was dry, the actress slathered the liquid from the first bottle across her chest and waist. Slipping the lingerie in was not that much trouble, though it was a tight fit. Fan gasped the moment she felt her hardened nipples rub against the material, at the same time, the sensations against her sex were almost too much. Just as she suspected, the latex was digging into her sensitive folds without mercy. The tightness was unlike anything she'd ever experienced.

The celebrity looked at the cheongsam. Later, she thought. First, I need to get my nails done. Fan spied the vanity, filled with everything and more she'd expect out of a movie production, and sat on the seat. After careful deliberation, she chose black to go along with the dress. Fan spent the next hour giving herself an impromptu manicure and pedicure, making sure that her nails and toenails were painted nice and all the dead skin was removed, using a moisturizer cream to make her skin soft since she had shaved during her bath.

The Chinese beauty looked at the clock - two hours left. The cheongsam was not as hard to fit as she thought it would; the clear lubricant really did work wonders. The dress was shorter than the traditional thing. The thing only covered half her thighs, leaving her smooth legs exposed. Fan took only a moment to see herself in the reflection and then went back to the vanity. Her makeup and hair would be the most time-activities and she did not not want to cross either the brutish woman or whoever had paid the price for her.

Using the last of her time, Fan plucked her eyebrows, applied foundation to cover the meagre imperfections, blushed her cheeks, did her eyeliner, and applied a crimson red color on her lips. For her long dark hair, she had opted for twin buns on either side of her head, and used flower ornaments to keep it together, making sure that no rebellious strand of hair betrayed the effort she had placed on her look. By the time she done adding the finishing touches, the door slammed open again.

"Up!" ordered the woman and Fan did as told.

The following examination was the most intense that the actress had ever been put through. It was not an exaggeration to say that every single inch, from each and every strand of hair down to the point of her toes was under extreme scrutiny. Thankfully, her guide was satisfied with the effort, only complaining that some parts of her rubber cheongsam were less shiny than the rest, something that was quickly fixed with careful applications of the shining agent. By the end, the woman gave a simple nod and handed Fan a pair of black heels.

"Follow me," she commanded once Fan had put on her footwear. They walked through the same corridors as before, eventually exiting the building so that the actress could see the sun giving out its last rays of light for the day, enough for Fan to see the things waiting for her.