Yes- Just to get rid of the gloves

Tony quickly palmed one of the danger cards, his fingers yet again showing through as something he needed. He got a hold of one card and pulled it to his face. As if the game already knew what he wanted his fingers started to come back, almost fading in. The gloves still somehow were on his hands but he wasn't about to mess with them when he had a danger card in front of him.

He showed it to Chad who cringed. "Danger; Gimp Training: Have fun being trained properly to be a gimp." Tony closed his eyes as his body felt like it was whisked away. Everyone else at the table looked at the seat that once held Tony.

Tony opened his eyes to find nothing but inky blackness. He tried to move but couldn't, the stiff latex suit only shifted uncomfortably against his skin. He tried to move again, his attention now on his body. He couldn't feel any clothes, his dick grinding on the Latex.

"Seems like your up. Ill help you out there once you stop struggling." Tony cringed but stopped moving. His mouth still suckling on a dick from his mask. "Good boy, here let me get you out." Tony heard a zipper before a rush of air hit his penis.

It instantly fell out of the suit, hardening at the unknown of all that was happening. "Seems like your excited for training. Now Im going to explain this to you. You are going to do only what I say, exactly as I say it or else," Tony sucked in a breath as a warm hand grasped his dick, "you'll be punished. Now your first task is simple, hump into my hand."

Tony thought he heard it wrong as he stayed still. Another hand gripped his balls tightly as the guys voice came back, "Hump now or else." The hand squeezed painfully on his balls before Tony moved into the hand. His hardon betraying his confused emotions. "Don't stop until I say so."