► Story by April Rose Winters
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Her
wife had outdone herself this time. The tight latex clung to the shape
of her body, outlining every precious curve she had. Her arms, crammed
into the tight sleeve behind her back, wiggled back and forth trying to
find relieve as her concealed hands rubbed deliciously between those
rubber cheeks defined so perfectly under the new suit.
Assuming
her natural position as of late, the submissive wife shuffled around on
her knees, moaning helplessly. Trying to stand was pointless as the
boots her beloved had so eagerly affixed to her legs kept her feet
pointed, ballet style. Larien knew there was a purpose behind
this…April had come to love finding her munchkin trapped on her knees.
And lately, the subby spouse had found no desire to desert her position,
even with her playful, bratty demeanor bubbling just underneath the
surface at all times.
With an exasperated sigh through the
stifling hood squishing her beautiful face, the helpless doll gave a
severely muffled groan, a call to her wife she knew was somewhere out
there. Listening desperately for any signs, the least suppressed of all
her senses right now, she somehow detected a warm glow coming from one
particular direction. It was hard to explain, almost like a sixth sense
if you will, but something was compelling the restrained captive to
inch in that specific direction.
Her domme wife just smiled as she watched her precious rubber wife crawl in her direction.
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► Enclosure Suit → [LiLiMD] Banded Latex Stuit
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