Chapter 11 by Coy-toy

Submit or resist harder?

Submit

You moan out at his thrust, the feeling of your position overwhelming you, as he whispers “tell me you want this.” You whimper out a weak yes as he giggles and, releasing your cock, grabs your watch and presses the symbol that looks like a maid dress. He steps back as both your outfits change. You feel the latex crawling over you as it morphs into a dress that matched what he wore, ballet heels forming at your feet, restraints forming at your wrists and elbows, and connecting behind you. Looking over to him, his outfit changed into that of a dominatrix, with a waist corset, thigh high boots, and opera gloves, all in a mix of black and red latex. His cage has unlocked, revealing his now very hard 7 inch penis along with his exposed ass. “Kneel” he commands.