Building Reality

"Sometimes, hehe. Come on, don't worry so much. This is awesome."

April's happiness was contagious. She was really into this project, and that was the most important. The two girls hugged each other and went to eat dinner in the kitchen. There was a certain febrility in the air as they knew where the action would take place tonight. They decided to watch a girly movie before their fun time. The rubber encased Tracy was lying down on the living room couch with her head resting on April's lap. She was getting used to the suit. It was comfortable.

"Thanks for making me wear this catsuit. I love it more and more. I'm in trouble."

"It's great. You can keep it on even when I'm not around, you know. I'd like that."

"Hehe. If you are not around, I'd probably find it less pertinent to keep it on. I love it most when I'm around you because I know it makes you feel good to see me being your rubber girl."

"Mmm. Wait for me then. You just gave me an idea. I have something for you."

April made a round trip to her bedroom and came back with a small shiny object.

"Show me your neck."

"... My neck?"

Click!

"What was that?" Tracy asked.

"A padlock. You can't remove it anymore unless I let you."

"Mmmm ... that is sexy ... but not very convenient."

"You'll get used to it."

That was just a playful scene, but Tracy wasn't sure how serious April was about this. She noticed things slowly escalating. She was playing the game but was wondering when things would stop. A fantasy wasn't supposed to last forever, after all. That said, she was looking forward to spending the night in the new rubber bed with April. It would be different and fun.

As expected, they headed downstairs after the movie. Tracy entered the bedroom first.

"Hold on ... normal clothes are not allowed in there. I'll be back in a sec." April said.

She slammed the door shut and locked it from the outside, which sent a shiver down Tracy's spine. She climbed on the bed and waited for her wife to come back. It only took a few minutes before the door opened again. April entered, and she was naked like a worm.

"I went back to my room to get rid of my clothes. Would it not be hot if you never saw me again with my clothes on?"

"That would be sexy. You have such a weird mind, April. How do you come up with all that stuff?"

"I'm a bit deviant, I suppose. So? You look amazing on the rubber bed. Do you know that? Let's test this mattress!"

"Agreed!"

The next few hours were intense for the two girls. They had the wildest sex they ever had. There was something about this unusual set up that made the ambiance so erotic. Tracy was delighted to be April's rubber girl as things were going much better in bed since they agreed to go ahead with this deviant stuff. They spent the night together in the rubber bed, and it was purely fantastic.

At some point, Tracy woke up, but April was no longer at her side. She looked around but realized that she had no idea what time it was and had no means to figure it out. She didn't have a watch, there was no clock and the window was sealed well. Those faint red pot lights were not helping either. She went to the powder room for a quick pit stop and then tried to exit the bedroom.

"What the ...? The door is locked! April? Where are you?"

There was not much she could do but wait. April was having some fun with her. Tracy went back to bed and just tried to rest some more. After all, she had no idea what time it was, and sleep was a good option.

An undetermined amount of time later, the door unlocked, and naked April got in, holding a tray full of food. She closed the door behind her and climbed on the bed to wake up her rubber girl.

"Wake up, little toy."

"Mmm ... Ah, here you are? Where did you go? You locked me in."

"Yes, it's part of my fantasy to have my rubber girl living in her rubber room. Here, I made you breakfast."

"Living here ... hehe ... I don't think so. But I slept really well. What are you doing to me? Are you trying to turn me into a rubber lover?"

"I wish. Just enjoy it. Okay? It makes me super happy. You are the absolute best wife ever!"

"Flattery will lead you nowhere."

"Oh, yes. It will."

Their playfully chit-chat lasted for a bit while we were sharing the food. Another hot sex session quickly followed the breakfast. This room was rapidly becoming the favorite of the house.

A couple of orgasm later, April explained her next idea.

"I want to install a TV in here, so I can force you to watch things ..."

"You mean, for us to watch stuff?"

"That too, I suppose. But I don't want it to be controllable from inside the room."

"April, where are you going with this?"

"Nowhere ... Can you do it? If you do, I will have a surprise for you later."

"If you let me out of the suit, I can do it, yes ... but you are a sneaky one, you know?"

April giggled and agreed to let Tracy out for a bit. They went shopping together to buy a small TV and some hardware that they would need to fulfill this new part of April's fantasy, another one. They came back home, and Tracy worked efficiently. She built a black wooden frame for the TV and mounted it very securely to the wall. The frame was preventing all access to the buttons or cables. The only way to turn the TV off from inside the room would be to break it. The wires were all connected on the other side of the wall, and April would be able to stream anything she wanted to it. Tracy thought it was a bit weird, but she had to do it if she wanted her surprise.

"April, it's done. So, what is my gift?"

"Your gift? Do you really want it?"

"Yes ... I like gifts a lot ..."

"You can't refuse it, though, I spent a lot of money on it."

"Lots of money? I want it even more then!"

"Alright, put your suit back on if you want it. You already spent too much time out of it."

Tracy didn't argue since an expensive gift was a good incentive. She jumped back in her suit after a quick shower and even locked it with the small padlock. She wanted to be a good girl and show her gratitude to April that was waiting for her in the master bedroom.

"So ... Can I get my ... What is this ... thing?"

"This ... is a gift from me to you."

"Hmm ... What is it?"

To Tracy, it looked like a bunch of random shiny metal parts lying on the bed. April was all smiles, and she even looked turned on.

"Just stand still and let me put it on you," April said.

"Put what on me? What is it ..."

"Shhh ... just let me do it. You'll like it, I'm sure. My fantasy is almost completed. There is not much more after this."

"What? There will be even more after this?"

April just giggled and started to install the metal parts on Tracy's body. First, a thin metal belt went around her waist. She then unzipped her crotch and fingered her a little. The next piece ran from the back of the belt to the front in between her legs. There was a big metal dildo attached to the section that was covering her pussy, April inserted it slowly in Tracy's vagina. Once that was done. She locked the belt and the crotch piece in place.

"April ... This is a chastity, belt!"

"Yes ... I know! It is a good one too. How does it feel?"

"Well ... I'm not sure I ... "

Tracy wanted to say that she wasn't sure she wanted this. But she refrained from doing so at the last second. April already told her that it was part of her fantasy, for which she promised to never back out. April also said that her gift was expensive. It was better to just go with it and not make a fuss.

"Hold on. I'm not done," April said.

To the unusual outfit, April added a metal collar, a metal bra, and metal thigh cuffs. All the parts were locked on Tracy's body and connected with chains to prevent her from removing them. She tugged a bit on her new gears and looked at herself in the full length mirror.

"It looks good. But ... How am I going to have sex with this on?"

"You won't. I want my rubber girl to not to be able to have sex ... at least, not if I'm not around."

"So ... you'll take it off tonight?"

"Probably not ... it's so much work ... maybe if you are obedient."

Tracy kept tugging on her outfit, but she had to be careful because of the large dildo inside her. It would be unfortunate to get aroused without the possibility of cumming.

It was getting late, so they went to the kitchen to eat dinner together. Right after, April led Tracy to the basement and cuddled with her for a while. Then she asked her to lick her pussy.

"If you do a good job, maybe I will unlock you."

Tracy gave it her all and made her cum several times with her tongue. A couple of times, her hand went down to her crotch, only to be blocked by the metal chastity belt. She was getting a bit frustrated.

"Come on ... Can I cum now?"

"Hmm ... No! You know what? If you stay in the rubber bedroom for a whole week, I'll make you cum next weekend."

"A whole week? What am I going to do for a whole week?"

"I'll keep you entertained. Anyway, it is part of my fantasy, so you have to do it, right?"

"... Right ..."

"Good. Have pleasant dreams, my little rubber toy. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Wait! You are not staying with me tonight?"

"No, I need a shower, and I have a long day at work tomorrow. I'd not be able to sleep with all that rubber hotness. Don't worry. I'll take care of you later."

"..."

April got out of the room and closed the door. The familiar noise of the lock was heard. Tracy was a prisoner again, in the name of love. She curled in her rubber bed and kept exploring her restricted body, just to check if there was any position that would allow her to play with herself, but there was none. She started to drift off to sleep when suddenly the TV turned on. It was a porn video, rubber girls making out with each other. At least the volume was low enough because there was no way she could have done anything about it. She watched for a bit, and after an hour, it turned into some sort of hypnosis thing. It was a loop repeating obscure phrases about rubber, sex and chastity, with a background of rubber girls having sex. Tracy tried to get some sleep, but she woke up several times because of the TV and her growing arousal. Not knowing the time was messing her up.

Much later, she woke up to go to the bathroom. That was when she noticed a food tray in front of the door. April must have put it there before going to work. She also left a book for her. She said she would keep her entertained after all. Tracy sat back on her bed and started to eat the food. There was way too much, so she guessed that it would be her lunch as well.

She grabbed the book and started reading. It was about the fetishist lifestyle.

"She is messing up with my head. She wants me to read this while porn is playing on TV. What is she doing to me? And why am I accepting this? Do I want this?"

Tracy was confused. Perhaps it was the erotic hypnosis that worked on her brain since last night ... or maybe she was just enjoying herself after all. It sucked to be so turned on with nothing that could be done about it. She was hoping for April to come back soon so she could get some affection, but this was pointless thought while having no clue what time it was. She silently started to read the book in between naps. Those short bursts of sleep disoriented her even more since every time she opened her eyes, it was the same thing. Same room with the same faint red lights. Was it day or night, did April forget about her? There was no answer possible. Also, that TV alternating between latex porn and weird hypnosis was taking its toll.

Much much later, April came back home. She opened the rubber room door to find Tracy asleep in her rubber sheets. She stripped naked and left her clothes outside. She got in and delicately closed the door behind her. She climbed onto the rubbery bed and woke up her wife with a kiss.

"Hello, rubber toy. How are you doing?"

"I'm ... horny as hell."

"Well, that's good, you are supposed to. That is how I want my rubber girl to be. Always horny."

"Can ... Can you unlock me?"

"I could ... but ..."

"But what?"

"Well, I wanted to talk to you about the final part of my fantasy that you agreed on."

"Another part? You like to remind me that I agreed to it, don't you?"

"The last one, I promise. Not only are you going to love it, but I'm working hard on it too. So it would be unfortunate if you didn't want to go ahead with it."

"What ... What is it?"

"I can't tell you. So here is the deal. You stay in this room all week, and you don't ask me to unlock you. On Friday night, I will let you sleep in my bedroom upstairs. That is when I'll show you the last part of my fantasy. Can you do this for me?"

"But ... I'm so turned on ... It's unbearable."

"It's okay, I also want you to pleasure me every day when I ask you too. You like that, don't you?"

"That won't help ... it would make it worse."

"So, you don't want to have sex with me on Friday and get your surprise?"

"Of course I do ... but ..."

"No but! Come on! Get to work! We start right now."

April spread her legs open, invitingly. Tracy didn't need a lot of convincing. As much as she wanted to cum, she got used to just doing what she was told to do for the past couple of weeks. Plus, she loved licking April so much and had been waiting for this moment all day. She had to enjoy it now before it was too late. Her dedication to her task was the cause of so many orgasms.

"You are getting too good at it," April said.

"You are delicious ... Are you sure that ..."

"No. I'm not unlocking you. Friday! ... Only four days to go. But I'll reward you later today because you made me cum so hard."

"... ok."

April left the room and locked the door behind her. She had lots of things to plan and do. She only came back with food for Tracy two hours later and left the tray on the floor before closing the door again. Tracy was a bit puzzled, but she was hungry.

She ate her meal quietly while the TV was bombarding her non-stop with porn and hypnosis. She wished she could turn it off, but then she forgot about it. She was slowly getting used to it and no longer tried to block it out of her mind. It was just part of her typical environment by now. Later on, April came back.

"How was your food?"

"It was good. Thank you."

"I didn't forget about your reward. Turn around and don't talk."

She was hiding something behind her back. Tracy turned around and knelt on the bed. When did she become that obedient? April started to put something over her head. She couldn't see anything anymore. It got tighter and tighter as April was pulling on the laces behind her head. Then she felt April fastening some buckles around her neck, eyes, and under her chin. The clicking of the padlocks followed. Tracy didn't say anything or do anything to prevent any of this from happening.

"There. A nice little leather hood to decorate my little rubber toy. Do you like it?"

"It's ... tight. I can't see anything."

"That is the point. It will get comfier over time."

"What do we do now?"

"Nothing. Have a good night. I will see you tomorrow, maybe ..."

"Maybe? Hey! ... Wait up!"

Tracy tried to catch April, but she only grabbed a handful of air. She heard the door slamming shut and being locked. She groaned and started to explore the hood to see if there was a way to remove it, but there was none. She flopped back in her rubber sheets and sighed. She was reflecting on her situation when she noticed something different; the volume of the TV went up. It was no longer just background noise. It was a regular volume. Not loud per se, but very present nonetheless, and she couldn't ignore it anymore.

That was how her restless night went. She kept waking up and falling back asleep, unable to figure out if ten minutes had elapsed or five hours. There was no discomfort, but there was a lot of confusion. Her arousal was the worst. She couldn't tell anymore if the moaning came from her or the TV. She made a few trips to the bathroom for the toilet and water. It was pretty much all she could do outside listening to porn and hypnosis.

On an irregular basis, she went to the door to check if April left her some food. It took three times before finding a food tray on the floor. It was the most exciting activity since she got her hood on. She took all the time in the world to enjoy her meal. The rest of the time, she tried to sleep or have a discussion with herself to keep her sanity. But most of the time she was just repeating what she heard from the TV.

It took forever, but she finally heard a familiar voice. It was April.

"Hey, rubber girl. You did so well today. So I have another surprise for you today. Put your hands behind your back and don't talk."

Tracy placed her hands behind her back, not thinking about it. April put leather cuffs on her wrists and locked them together.

"Good girl. Now, kneel on the floor next to the bed. I want you to lick me. I thought about you all day, and I need this now. You are so awesome."

Tracy knelt as ordered, and the two hands on her head guided her to the promised land. April made her lick her pussy for an eternity. She came so hard so many times

"You are getting way too good at this. I think I'm addicted. Listen, since you can't use your hands anymore, I'll bring you your food and water in bowls. Be careful not to make a mess. Also, we are Tuesday, so hang in there. Your final surprise is not too far away. Think about all the sex you are going to get on Friday."

Tracy moaned. Her sex tank was full, and there was nothing she could do about it. Rubbing her crotch on objects would not help; the large metal dildo inside her would just make it way worse. And now that her hands were tied behind her back too, she was even more helpless. Without a goodbye, April left the room and locked the door behind her. Tracy only knew one thing; it was Tuesday. Since April didn't work on regular hours, she didn't know if it was morning, afternoon, or late at night. All she could do was to flop back on her bed and hope to sleep for extended periods, which she had no way to control.

Time dragged. The only indication that time was still moving forward was when, magically, bowls of food and water appeared or refilled. She was forced to eat like a dog. It was not that bad since April also left her with a towel to wipe her mouth.

The porn and hypnosis never stopped, and it was replacing her thoughts. Before, Tracy was always thinking about renovation projects and such, but she couldn't do that anymore. She was thinking of April, rubber, food, sex ... Occasionally, April showed up, but she was not even talking to her anymore. All she wanted was to receive her regular oral sex from her sex doll. At some point, she cuffed Tracy's ankles to add to her misery. It was a new struggle to go to the toilet, but she still managed it.

Tracy was lost entirely. She was so turned on and so confused. The worst was when April decided to gag her. She shoved a large penis gag in her mouth, silencing her for good. And later on, she even hogtied her. The television volume was cranked up very high. It was seriously messing up her head as the constant moanings were slowly destroying her soul. Once in awhile, April came back to make her drink and help her with the washroom. To repay for the assistance, Tracy had to eat and lick April's pussy for long periods of time. Undoubtedly, April had found her favorite hobby.

Tracy was gradually losing hope to be freed. To her, it felt as if weeks had passed, until it happened.

"Tracy ... Do you want your final surprise?"

"Mmmph ..."

"Ah, yes, the gag. One sec."

April unbuckled the gag strap and pulled it out of her mouth, causing Tracy to let out a large amount of drool. She was trying to stretch her sore jaw.