Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. By Xbanero 2009 xbanero@yahoo.com tags: SciFi, latex, FF/m, strapon (sorry for the horrible style, maybe I'll fix it someday) ---------------------------------------------------------------- 2. Private property Mr. Jones was an usual jerk with expensive camera that annoyed other people for a living. Like most of paparazzis he drove plain old truck, wore pair of worn jeans and dirty shirt, soaked with sweat. Yes, sweat, cause that afternoon was very hot. And Mr. Jones has been on his usual mission - to do something for the agency that does not like to be involved in anything... directly... his job was to take pictures of one facility located deep in the desert. The roads around the place looked as if not used for ages, it wasn't easy to get past the piles of rocks and holes. He had to turn back many times and start to look for another path. But when he finally reached the place, he found something very ... umm different than he expected. The facility looked just like some high class wellness center full of beautiful women wearing shiny clothes made of some strange stretchy fabric. They strode around the large pool that was lined by palmtrees that made comfortable shadow for the others resting on sunbeds. Their shiny bodies made constant flashes, reflecting the hot sun. He started taking pictures of security cameras, movement sensors and details of some offices located in the large building standing in the center of the facility. After while he finished his worklist, and paused, then bitten his lips and focused on the women. They were really exquisite, their model like bodies started to make him crazy. He just coudln't stop, till he ralized the setting sun that could reveal his cover. He knew it was too late to care about it so he just packed his stuff, hopped into the car and drove away, hoping that nobody saw him. Following the same path he came there he carefully backed off. The rush of the risk slowly faded, he started to whistle from the joy of another easy money... ...but few yards away he found he was followed by a strange vehicle. It was like made from one piece of shining metal, perfectly molded, windshield made of mirror glass, hovering couple of inches above the road. It was smoothly gaining at him. Mr.Jones noticed that he's not able to escape, the condition of the road didn't allow to speed up much. Then strange humming sound came out when the ripple of energy hit his car. The engine stopped. He tried frantically to start it again but with no effect. He turned his head and watched with fear the machine that slowed down and stopped just behind his jammed car. The drivers door silently moved aside and... inside has been sitting gleaming figure of beautiful woman covered from neck to toe in glistening black latex, her long blond hair has been done up to a single ponytail, and her eyes has been covered by some kind of futuristic looking frameless glasses. Sensuous curve of her beautiful lips was accentuated by their bright red color and liquid-like gloss. Her slender legs glistened in the sun as she pushed them out of her vehicle. Just before her feet touched the ground, somehow the six inch long heels and soles has appeared on them. Then she slowly stood up. Something like black rubber phallus escaped her pussy and sunk into the seat, which seemed to be made of the same material as her suit. Her perfect black labia joined together and slowly melted leaving her crotch completely featureless... but just for a moment. She straddled away her legs, hands on her hips, watching her prey and then the large black penis shot out of her shiny groin. She strode towards Mr.Jones' car. When he saw her magnificient appearance he just sat frozen watching her swaying hips and bobbing erect member between her legs. Finally he managed to overcome his fear and jumped out of the car trying to escape. He just made few steps from the car when she pointed her hand at him. Similar ripple of energy like before hit his back. He felt severe pain flowing thru his whole body. It was like nothing he felt before, leaving him completely paralyzed. His limp body has fallen to the ground. She approached him, straddling above his body. And he heard her soft voice: "Feeling pain? It was just a big mistake when you tried to escape. But not that big like the idea of spying on us, Mr. Jones."She smirked and continued "You have trespassed our private area, so you will be handled following our house rules. And these are - 'every male is going to be transformed into willing slave ready for any demand' and next 'punishment for disobeying the orders is imminent'. And now, your purpose is to please me.". She gripped her penis with evil grin. "I will remove your pain now, just because I want you to concentrate on perfect fellatio you are now going to give me." And like with the snap of the fingers the pain was gone. He wanted to utter his "like never, you bitch" but she somehow knew just before he opened his mouth and hit him with another wave of cruel pain. "I think there was some misunderstanding. YOU HAVE NO CHOICE!" Last words has been spoken slowly and aloud, in some way it seemed they have echoed inside of his skull. The pain faded again. "Stand on your knees and take my penis in your mouth!" His mind started to accept the situation he was now in. He really had no choice. And he slowly did what she demanded. The smell of rubber had filled his nostrils. "Use the tongue," she ordered. He started to lick the head, tracing the little hole in the middle. She moaned a little and throwed her head back. Her pointy tongue darted out between her lustful lips. She swiftly took his head with her glistening black hands and pushed her organ down his throat. She grunted as she started to fuck his mouth with quick pace. His eyes almost popped out from suffocation, he tried to pull it out, but her grip was too powerful. He nearly lost his consciousness when she abruptly came. Her loud moans filled his head and the hot splash of cum ran down his stomach. Then she pulled her penis out and sprayed his face while he was gasping for air. "Now stand up, go back to your car and put your hands over the hood." His rebelling mind started to yield. He just did what she asked for. "Bend over! Push your bottom up! Just like that!" She quickly moved towards him, adjusted the height of her heels just to reach his anus with her member, covered with her cum and his saliva. She grabbed his hips and slowly pushed. She moaned again as she got past his sphincter and started to pump him ferrociously. Her perfect round latex ass rhytmically contracted and her whole body looked like made from black thick fluid pulsating in waves of exstacy. During an hour she came five times, filling his bowels with her hot sticky cum. Then she pulled her glistening penis out and in that moment Mr. Jones passed out. He didn't know that she has been reprogramming his mind during the whole intercourse. From now there was no Mr. Jones anymore. She dragged his body to her vehicle and effortlessly throwed it into its trunk. She let her penis dissappear and her black rubber pussy showed again. Then she sat back in her hoverplane and flew back to the facility. ---------------------------------------------------------------- TO THE READERS: LAST WEEK I JUST BROWSED MY STUFF HERE AND GOT DISGUSTED BY MY HORRIBLE FASTWRITTEN LINES. I COUDLNT HOLD IT AND FIXED SOME EXPRESSIONS HERE. HOW I WAS SURPRISED BY THE AMOUNT OF READS AFTER THE CHANGE, SO I FELT BAD LIKE YOU WERE FOOLED BY ME. WHAT A PITY THE STORY IS FINISHED, FOR MR JONES, AT LEAST I CAN MAKE ANOTHER PERSON LESS MYSTERIOUS THEN... ---------------------------------------------------------------- Story of Lyllian My name is Lyllian Curtis and I work as a security guard of Paradise Gardens. I came here seven years ago, a year or two after the whole place has been built. I dont know much about the original ideas of the founders, but what it is now is said in its name. For us, women, it is just like paradise. Every woman who decides to live here will share our joy of perfection. Precisely health and beauty are in the first place, the rules of the house demand everyone to feel and look good. And we certainly do. And where's the catch? Well, at first you have to count with some changes. And I mean also physical ones. All newcomers have to undergo "physical improvement process" which rebuilds your body and accentuates your feminine beauty. Whole set of procedures take about one month, but the result is unbeatable. The second thing is that everyone have to wear SymSuit. It is very complex suit that supports your body and adds many extra functions, that in time become for everyone including me neccessary. In fact that rule is the one that holds the equality between us. We all have different jobs but thanx to the symsuit we are not separated to classes. Anyways, SymSuit behaves like amorphous symbiote. It can change its color and texture, so every woman can make her own new design for a day. It is also able to access the wireless networks and allow you to directly communicate with the others. And if you are really tired after the whole day it could stimulate you VERY properly. We can do any imaginable sport activities around the whole place. Most of us prefer roller-skating or cycling with some yoga or aerobics sessions. But also tennis or volleyball are very popular. Symsuit handles the perspiration of your skin and holds the constant body temperature... ... today the air has about 40 degrees and I don't feel any kind of heat, still covered from neck to toe in my SymSuit. Two weeks ago I have decided to change my life a little. I catched that guy on the border of our lands. As always I toyed with it a little before I wiped out its useless personality. But I didn't dumped it to our slave deposit as always. I decided to finally use the opportunity to keep at least one of my catches. I lived all these years without a slave. I really didn't needed it, cause I cannot use it while I'm working as the others could. And when I needed fun I could always borrow one or just go to one of infamous parties, where I often play with two or three of them. But now I just longed to own one. As I said it has no use for me during a day, so I had to get installed and extra stasis chamber in my appartment. It could be smaller than mine, the slave is always hogtied when I leave it, so it fits in relatively small space. I also had to attend courses named "shaping of a slave", that were really handy. In the start my slave was really fat and smelly, with degraded muscles, hair almost everywhere on its body except head.I had it removed including its perspiration glands. After a two weeks of thorough sessions that I really enjoyed it lost nearly 50 pounds. I whipped its chubby pig-like form almost every hour using my electrowhip which I take also as a good purchase. His skin is always treated by my medbot after a session to prevent any permanent marks. When I decided it is ready for my playroom, I activated wireless leash and led him to the place in my appartment I like the most. The room is basically bedroom created just for one purpose: sex. All the toys or furniture needed during my play are created on demand by sending commands to the room control center. It has really infinite possibilities and that is also the reason I really didn't need to keep the slave at home. The basic set up consists of large black glossy matress in the center lying on the black floor, walls and the ceiling are deep red, illuminated by dim lights. I left the slave in the corner kneeling and waiting for my commands. Large black penis raised in the middle of the bed, as I demanded it from the room controls. I stepped on the soft squeaky matress and lowered my black shiny body on it. Suit showed my perfect labia and let the intruder to enter my pussy, which is also fully covered from inside. "Watch me slave!" I ordered. I slowly got to my first peak, squeezing the grotesque phallic sculpture with my strong muscles. Then I changed my mood. I ordered an ass. From the same place where the penis disappeared, the black shiny torso has been formed. Its muscular lustful buttocks were round and unimaginably attractive. I quickly gripped them and grew formidable penis that I pressed against artificial sphincter. The control unit had the orders to make it tight, so I had to push forcefully to get in. But I managed to. I quickly reached for another orgasm, but then I got another idea, pulling quickly out of the torso, reaching for the slave kneeling in the corner. String of my cum flew around the room as I turned to it. I made few quick steps, straddled above it, used a direct command to open its mouth and buried my wet glistening penis into its throat. The difference was immediate. I was now fucking a living thing. My own living thing. My pet. It squirmed, gasped for air, but when ordered, promptly continued the incredible fellatio. I filled its stomach with another hot splash and forced it on all fours. I wasn't "inspecting" its bumhole since our first "meeting" so I was curious if our sessions with dilatation and contraction training have been succesful. It was like nothing before! Its ass was smooth and tight, sphincter deligtfully pulsating around me. I pushed inside, pressing against its prostate, making its own penis grow hard. Immediately I made it to crawl to the bed still fucking its butt. I made it to insert its member into cum stained artificial ass still standing there. And then I ordered the controls to grip it to disable its movement. Now I had it in perfect postion and I continued my sweet fuck till its anus started to bleed. I pulled out and ordered the MedBot to fix it. Meanwhile I went to the wall and demanded another torso protruding from it directly before my penis. The torso had also a cock, aiming straight up. I took it in my mouth, and thanx to my flexibility I managed to enter the bumhole in one time. I was fellating and fucking it till the delicious cocktail erupted in my mouth. It was my goodnight drink. Medbot has finished its work on slave's body, so I could start packing it. I used special cuffs that pulled its arms and legs together, bending it forwards, head to the knees. Finally I wrapped it with thin plastic membrane leaving necessary breathing holes and took the whole package into its stasis chamber... --------------------------------------------------------------------------- - IF YOU WANT TO COMMENT A LITTLE, SEND ME A NOTE, CRITICS ARE MOST WELCOME...