Cute latex maid

Zara browsed for a few minutes until, with a smile, she finally picked up one of the rubber outfits and held it to him. "Here, this should do nicely. Imported from Japan. Their version of the latex maid is a little different from the traditional French maid style, but it should fit you since it's cuter, just like you."

Alex stared at it in disbelief. "You want me to wear this... Mistress Zara?" he asked nervously, almost thinking it was some sort of joke, but even as he got flustered and felt his face become hot, Zara just looked at him with a smirk and a nod. She led behind the counter and into a small little room that almost looked like a studio, with mirrors and seats that were filled with all types of cosmetics. First, she gave him a bottle of clear liquid.

"Put it on your body, otherwise the latex won't fit. Start with your legs" She ordered.

Grabbing the bottle, Alex poured a bit of the clear, slippery liquid on his hands and, under the watchful eye of Zara, began to spread it on his legs. He noted that she frowned at the sight of the small hairs on his legs and shook her head. She handed him one of the long rubber stockings and told him to slide it up his leg. Immediately, the reason for the liquid became clear, as the material hugged his leg like it was a second skin. Even with the help of the lubricant, it took him a considerable effort to slide the whole thing all the way to his inner thigh. With a blush, he also continued with the other one, and watched as his legs were swallowed up by extremely tight rubber. The next thing was a pair of latex panties, white in color, and despite the slightly gross feeling of the material, Alex was thankful that he had something to covered his locked privates.

Next was the chest part of the outfit. Zara took the bottle and applied it to his body herself. He blushed as her hands confidently glided all over his smooth skin, applying the liquid but also studying him, and making several comments about things she would have to improve. Alex couldn't help but feel the ominous nature of her suggestions. It almost sounded like she was planning to keep him for quite a long time. It took some time to squeeze the suit in, especially at the arms, but she was completely determined to get it in. Finally, she gave him a skirt to complete the look.

"Finally," said Zara. "You'll have to learn to put it on yourself next time. Hopefully, you've started to learn. It's expected for my employees to wear latex at all times. If you try and work with those hideous clothes you had earlier, you'll be punished. Am I clear?"

"Yes, Mistress Zara," Alex responded timidly.

"Good." Zara then took another bottle and began spraying it on his clothes, making them take a shine like her own clothes. The new liquid also made his latex attire very slippery to the touch.

Zara studied him critically, running her hands across his body and tightening the rubber ribbon in front of his neck. After a moment, she clicked her tongue. "Not enough time to fix your face, feminine as it is. I'll just have to keep it to body shots this time around." She took out her camera and commanded him to take several poses. Alex was thankful that his face was hidden.

Eventually, she finished with a picture of him kneeling on the floor, with his hands on his lap. Grinning, she went to her computer and uploaded it to her store page and social media.