Dressed in latex, she sends you home.

"Well well, so you really do trust me John."

You nod.

"I don't know why, you just knocked me out and dressed me in ... this stuff?

The latex is very tight around you, squeezing and compressing every inch of your body. It feels very snug, and constant.

And hot.

"Uh huh. I thought it would look good on you and i was right. You look so fucking fuckable right now..." she says.

Still straddling your legs she reaches down to your crotch and unzips your fly and fishes your ever hard cock out of the latex catsuit.

"Mmmm hello there.." she murmurs, before reaching over to grab a large tube of lube. she squirts a generous amount in her hands, spreads it evenly between them then returns them to your waiting cock.

You groan out very loud as you feel her now slippery hands. Its beyond anything you've felt before and causes your mind to blank out.

"Uh huh... so fucking fuckable.." she almost whispers to herself.

Reluctantly she stops her hand job and instead grabs something else, a thick cock sheath and slips it over your cock and buttons it up to some studs on the inside of your new catsuit.

"This will allow you to pee, but it also may do something else.. so DON'T TOUCH IT!" she yells at you.

"Oh my god OK i won't!" You practically yell back as the sheath contracts around your cock and buzzes briefly, causing you to groan and twitch. Faye quickly closes the zips around to the sheath and then padlocks the tabs to it, preventing you from unclipping it.

Before you know it your hauled to your feet and pushed out the door.

"Thanks for the coffee, i'll be over later!" she yells from behind the closed door.

Scared your out in public dressed in a locked latex catsuit you run home quickly.