Maisie's room

"I need some rest," declared Maisie. Before this revelation, she would have asked for more information, but now she didn't want to be near the man. The actress needed to be alone, to evaluate what she could do and see if there was any way to escape from this rubber nightmare. There had to be someone she could rely on to get her away from this pervert!

Her thoughts were interrupted when the man let her off from his lap and grabbed the leash to her collar. Maisie didn't think she could be embarrassed any more, but being lead around like a pet was a new low. Any time she lagged behind, her captor tugged on the rubber collar, making Maisie stumble in her locked heels. The man was taller than her, so she had to take quick steps, the clacks of her shoes echoing on the marble floors. Eventually, after climbing two floors (and Maisie was left sweating inside her latex), James stopped in front of a large door and used his fingerprint to unlock it. Inside was a living room, almost as if it were a house within a house, with around a dozen doors surrounding it. There was a plaque in front of each door, yet only one was named: "Maisie." James once again used his fingerprint to open it.

The room was bigger than the one at Maisie's house, and filled with more furniture, yet her eyes were still glued to the bed from the moment they laid eyes on it. It was emperor sized, but that was not the problem. The problem was the the sheets and pillows, made out of latex. Maisie only managed to take a short look since she was already being led to a closet.

"I managed to get some clothes for here. Your main collection will be in the Island, but this should be enough to suit your needs for the time being."

If this was a small collection, then Maisie couldn't even imagine what awaited at the... island? Just how loaded was this guy? She looked around to see all the costumes, ranging from fetish roleplay suits to latex jeans, latex blouses, dresses, skirts, and many other things. James opened the drawers so that Maisie could see inside. Socks, stockings, and underwear, and like everything else, all made of the shiny rubbery material that made the actress feel her mouth dry. In one drawer there were many bottles like the one she had used to put on her current suit. If the man was serious about only wearing latex, then Maisie knew that she would need them.

Lastly, her captor showed ther the luxurious bathroom, just as big as the room and filled with every beauty enhancement product that the actress could ask for. James took out a key and unlocked her bindings, along with the heels. Maisie breathed in relief once the suit was off, her skin finally able to breathe. It almost made her ignore the fact that she was now naked to the man that had kidnapped her.

"I will leave you for tonight." He handed her a latex babydoll, dark but transparent; it would hide nothing of Maisie's body. "Have a good night, Maisie."

The actress took her second bath of the night, this time to clean off the sweat; the warm water made her forget what was happening even if it were for a few blessed moments. Once Maisie dried herself, she went back to the closet to see if there was anything else for her to wear, but no. Latex, latex, and even more latex with the exception of the shoes.

Maisie groaned as she found herself **** to put on the babydoll. It was latex, but at least it did not grip her body with the same intensity as the catsuit. Even though she was tired, the British woman tested her room. The walls were wood, but thick, while the floor was rugged. She tried the door, but it was locked, with a pad next to it for fingerprints. Lastly, she tried the windows, but even by just looking at them she knew they would withstand even a bulls charge.

A sudden noise made Maisie jump. "Go to bed, ****. You will need your rest for tomorrow." It came from some hidden speakers, and the actress looked up the ceiling to see several cameras on the corner. The lights dimmed and the curtains shut by themselves, further confirming her captor's order.

With bite on her lip, Maisie carefully crawled onto the bed and surrounded herself with the latex sheets. Thankfully, she was too tired to care by now and she soon found herself dozing off to sleep.