Latex Futa Nuns From Hell Ch. 10

Mistress Superior hadn't yet decided if she would feed Francis a hot lunch from the tap or fire a massive load all over her naked, ass-eating bitch. As she watched her private bondage show and increased the pace of her strokes, it seemed she wouldn't have long to choose.

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Dylan sighed as he looked out the open window. The warm summer air blew across his face and the trees sped by as they made the short drive to the convent.

"Why can't I just stay on the farm? I'll be fine! The Sisters are there all the time, anyway."

Margaret snickered. She knew her son too well for that. If she left him to his own devices he'd stay locked in his room playing videogames and only come out when he was dying of thirst. Dylan had grown accustomed to sucking his mother's cock, but he was still bashful. He needed a gentle push to go deeper into the lifestyle the Sisterhood offered. Or perhaps a not-so-gentle push.

"You know I love having you at home, honey, but it's time to broaden your horizons."

"A trip to Hawaii would broaden my horizons."

"Oh no! This trip is for your father and I. It's going to be a second honeymoon! We've been dreaming about it forever. Never had the means until the Sisters came along."

"Ugh... fine. What are the Sisters going to do with me?"

"All kinds of things, but your first stop is Mistress Ruko's new clinic."

"Clinic? What kind of clinic?"

"A rubber clinic" Margaret answered with a turn of her head and a wink.

"Oh god, not the latex stuff again..."

"DYLAN EDWARD STEDMAN!!!"

That shut him up. Margaret had dressed him as a gimp a few times, but he'd never been enthusiastic about it. Sure, he'd fall in line when dominated, but she knew he wanted to submit in a different way. She'd caught him trying on her clothes too many times in the last few months.

"It's GODDESS, not god, for one thing! For another, you will do as your mother says! And while I'm gone you will do what Mistress Ruko, Mistress Evelyn and Mistress Vivian tell you! Is that clear?!?"

Dylan shivered. He hadn't met Ruko yet, but those huge women scared him. Evelyn had taken him once in the barn and nearly destroyed his asshole. Mother was big, but Mistress Evelyn was in a different league. From his glimpses of her on the farm, he didn't suppose Vivian was any smaller or more gentle.

"Yes, Mom..."

"That's better."

Margaret smiled as the convent appeared in the distance. She didn't want to think of her son as a sissy slave. She envisioned him as a manly submissive in gleaming black, like his father. If anyone could get him straightened out, the Sisters could. She was confident.

"You just let the Daughters of Lilith work their magic and in a few days, you're going to be a whole new man!"

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Margaret opened the door to the clinic and proceeded in, pulling her son behind her on a short leash. The cool, recycled air felt nice on her skin after being in the Texas heat all morning. Dylan followed on her heels, a bundle of nerves as his eyes cast about. They got wider by the second as he was confronted by a grand display of perverse medical play.

The first thing Margaret noticed was how much bigger the new clinic was than the Sisterhood's old infirmary. The original office had been nothing but a couple desks, a few beds and the bare essentials the Sisterhood needed for medical care. This, on the other hand, was a first class facility.

No one awaited them at the large circular reception area near the front and it was easy to see why. In the background, all of the Sisters were busy. Latex nurses in gleaming white and shiny red went about their business, tending to the many slaves sealed in rubber sleep sacks. The tightly encased submissives were bound on adjustable medical tables that lined the perimeter of the large room. A variety of leather straps and chains were attached to each table to ensure the sleep sack was locked in place.

The majority of the slaves were on their backs, mummified in latex tombs with their hooded heads hanging off the edge. Most of them were gagged, while a lucky few were being aggressively face fucked by eager Sisters in differing stages of carnal bliss.

Some of the 'patients' were being milked, their condom-wrapped cocks sticking up from the unzipped crotch holes of their sacks. Nurses stroked them to completion, taking their time and occasionally offering a slap, shock or a stinging tap with their crop. The rubber slaves who were being attended to moaned into their gags, their bodies attempting in vain to find an outlet for their pain and pleasure. Their shiny, cocooned bodies could do nothing but rock back and forth slightly in their chained and strapped down predicament.

Margaret was delighted. Dylan was immediately nervous. Ruko heard the door close behind them and turned, spying the mother / son duo. She smiled and walked to them, her red and white latex uniform stretching around her curves as she approached. Her jet black hair flowed from her shiny, white nurse cap down to the level of her ample bust. Her cleavage, forearms and lower thighs were the only parts of her body not clad in gleaming rubber. The little of her flesh that was visible was covered in exotic tattoos.

"Hi there! You must be Margaret Stedman?" Ruko greeted her, holding out her hand. "I don't believe we've met."

The older woman shook her hand gladly. "And you're the amazing Ruko that Mistress Superior told us about in her letter?!? I've been looking forward to this! Congratulations on your new position. The clinic looks fantastic!"

"Thank you. We've come a long way in just a few weeks" she said, turning and watching her nurses at work. "Although, I'm hoping we can finance some cock-milking machines in the future. Something to streamline the semen collection process. It would free up some of the staff." The severe looking nurse turned back to them. "That's why no one greeted you at the desk. Sorry about that."

"That's quite alright" Margaret said with a smile.

Ruko leaned to the side to get a better look at the young man who was practically hiding behind his mother. "And you must be Dylan?"

Margaret yanked on his leash, bringing him to the forefront, roughly. "Greet Headmistress Ruko properly!"

"Hello Mistress" he said meekly before kneeling down and placing his lips on the foot of her polished black boot. Her kissed both of them in turn before sliding back on his haunches and standing back up.

*SMACK*

Margaret took the opportunity to cuff him on the back of the head.

"Ow!"

"She didn't give you permission to do that!"

Ruko giggled. "That's alright, Mrs. Stedman. He's young. And eager to worship a woman's boots, apparently!" She stretched forth her arm and grasped Dylan's chin. "Kissing and licking boots is not why you're here, young man, but perhaps you can come clean my boots some other time. I have many pairs that could use an eager tongue."

She let him go before walking the few steps back to the admissions counter. Ruko reached over the desk and grabbed a clipboard with a form and pen attached to it. She returned to them swiftly and handed it to Margaret.

"You just need to fill this out. Then we can get Dylan prepped" she said with a wink.

In the background, one of the Sisters wailed in climax. A nun in black latex buried her cock deep in a sleep-sack slave and fired her mighty load down his throat. She pinched his nipples through the thick rubber prison as he sputtered and gagged on her pulsing weapon. Despite his difficulty breathing, the slave sucked with abandon, eager to swallow all her thick nut before it doubled back and overwhelmed his mouth, nose and lungs.

Margaret scanned the form as her son peeked over her shoulder.

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CONSENT FORM

I, the undersigned, agree to release my slave (full name) _________________________________ into the custody of Headmistress Ruko's Rubber Clinic on this date (mm/dd/yy) ________________ until I or the listed Guardian return to retrieve him.

I understand that the slave will be sealed in a rubber sleep sack for the duration of his visit and will be subject to milking once per hour. I further acknowledge that any and all semen extracted from the slave will be made available to any Sister in the clinic upon request and any residual semen will be sent to the Daughters of Lilith Semen Repository at the end of business on any given day.

I grant permission for any Sister to use the slave for oral copulation during this visit. I acknowledge that when the slave is not being used for oral copulation he will be gagged.

The following activities are available to be performed on your slave by our nurses. You may choose up to three (3):

____ Anal Stretching (Inflatable Plug)

____ Anal Training (Fucking Machine)

____ Cock & Ball Torture

____ Double Rubber Encasement (Bodysuit & Sleep Sack)

____ Electro Stimulation (Nipples)

____ Electro Stimulation (Cock & Balls)

____ Face Slapping

____ Face Spitting

____ Flogging

____ Hot Wax (Chest)

____ Hot Wax (Ass)

____ Nipple Torture

____ Nose Hooking

____ Queening (Ass Worship / Smothering)

____ Sounding

____ Spanking

Note: Selected activities will be performed periodically, except for Double Rubber Encasement which is for the entire session.

Our list of activities will grow in time as we gain access to more personnel and equipment. We hope our initial lineup pleases you. Thank you for visiting The Rubber Clinic!

Slave Owner (full name): _____________________________________

Assigned Guardian (if applicable): ______________________________________

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Margaret filled in their names, the date and listed Mistress Evelyn as Dylan's Guardian. She went through the list of activities a second time before checking off Anal Stretching and Queening without hesitation. Dylan grimaced as her pen hovered over Double Rubber Encasement.

"Mom, please! One layer is enough!"

Margaret turned and gave her son the stink eye. He slunk back, his baby blues pleading for mercy as he remembered his place. His mother sighed and returned her gaze to the form. She moved her hand down and checked off Nose Hooking instead.

"I hope these nurses and the rest of the Sisters can teach you some manners over the next few days. Clearly, I've failed."

Mistress Ruko chuckled as she reached for the clipboard and the young man's leash. "Don't worry Mrs. Stedman. We'll take good care of Dylan and whip him into shape."

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Rubber and cum. They were all Dylan could taste and smell as the nosehooks pried his nostrils wide open and his head hung over the end of the long, leather-lined medical table. He was strapped to it, sweltering in the thick latex prison surrounding his entire body. His arms were locked in the long side pockets and his legs were pressed together tight. He could scarcely move his limbs a centimeter and when he tried, all it resulted in was the wet rubbing sound of sweaty skin against warm, clinging rubber.

He traced the little plastic device located in his right arm pocket and the emergency button at its center. Mistress Ruko had instructed him to push it only in the event of a true emergency. Using it for anything less would result in punishment.

Drool leaked around the thick ball-gag strapped in his mouth. Dylan had to keep swallowing his own rubber flavored fluids lest he choke on them. His asshole ached around the fat, inflatable plug which had already been upsized twice. No doubt it was stretching out his pucker for debauchery yet to come. He might even be thankful for it later when Mistress Evelyn came to get him.

In the two hours he'd been trapped in the rubber sleep sack his cock had been milked twice and his mouth had been used three times. Two of the nurses, including Mistress Ruko herself, had taken a break from their duties by enjoying a lengthy sit on Dylan's face. The first nurse smothered him in latex, her ass cheeks bulging around his head. She Queened him for long stretches as he licked and tongued away at her rubber crack.

Ruko, by contrast, had unzipped herself below and lowered her plump, sweaty ass directly onto his face. She still tasted of latex, but Dylan enjoyed eating raw ass much more. His tongue dove in and out of her velvety flower, making her moan as she wiggled her crushing derriere all over his trapped face. Ruko enjoyed seeing how long a slave could go without air before his murmurs became frenzied and she lifted her cheeks. Her glorious ass never remained up for long.

The third nurse had been hungry for something different. She pulled her latex skirt up, grabbed her pre-cum coated fuck-wand and crammed it down Dylan's throat. She fucked his mouth for ten hard, sloppy minutes before groaning and feeding him his first hot meal of the day. Dylan sucked it all down obediently. His mother had fed him no breakfast that morning before bringing him to the convent.

The nurses buzzed around the clinic performing their tasks on the other rubber slaves. Dylan lay on his back and watched with his upside-down field of vision. Suddenly, one of the nurses returned to his side. She seized the inflation pump that led to the toy in his ass and squeezed it several times. Dylan felt his sphincter being forced open even wider as the rubber plug expanded. It stretched his asshole into a new diameter as he murmured around his phlegmy gag and his limbs remained locked in sweaty latex.

The nurse reached under her skirt, stroked her cock and wiped her glazed hand all over his hooded face before walking off. Dylan's entire day would consist of more of the same. It was all that he could smell and taste. Rubber and cum.

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Vicky sauntered into the Rubber Clinic with a look of breathless hunger and the red blush of arousal on her cheeks. She loved dressing up as a latex nurse. Now that the clinic had been established, it was quickly becoming her favorite spot to spend the afternoon.

After dropping her Chrissy cat off at Cumfessional, she'd wandered over, chatting with various Sisters and observing some of the new attractions being built along the way. She'd intended to help the nurses and jump right into some medical play, but now that she was there, the Mommy Domme was hungry for a snack and desperate to drain her balls.

Vicky's cock bulged in her latex skirt below. The hunger drove her to one of the racks where fresh milkings were stored and she hastily grabbed one of the condoms. Vicky tipped it up and poured the warm, soothing gunk into her mouth. She grabbed a second sleeve and repeated the feat, swallowing all the rich cream in seconds.

She wiped her chin, sighed in contentment and tossed the condoms in the garbage. Her cock twitched, straining even more vigorously against her rubber garments below. Now she had another urge to sate.

Vicky scanned the long row of rubber-wrapped submissives, deciding whose mouth would be home to her weighty appendage. She recognized many of the mouths and pairs of eyes peeking out of thick latex hoods. Lips that she'd forced her thick shaft between over and over.

There was one pair she didn't recognize. His shimmering blue eyes intrigued her more the closer she strode to his bound body. Vicky reached down and traced his mouth around the thick rubber ball protruding from his forced-open face.

'Soft lips... Soft features in general. Yes, you'll do nicely.'

She pressed the button on the side of the exam table, adjusting it from its formerly flat position. The foot of the sleep sack tilted upward and his head was lowered. The machine whirred gently until his face was angled perfectly to accept her cock.

Vicky reached down and unstrapped the ball-gag from his face. She set it aside and the young man breathed deeply from his mouth, happy to have control of his tongue again.

"Hello Mistr-"

He didn't even get the full greeting out before Victoria shoved the head of her cock between his lips. She grabbed the sides of his head and pushed forward. Her hard, slick length of supple fuck-meat tunneled into his warm, sucking flesh. Vicky moaned as she went balls deep with almost no effort. These wonderful, adjustable tables made it so easy.

Dylan sputtered around her shaft, growing used to her size and taste as her fat sack pressed against his hooked and stretched nose. He could do nothing but breathe in her musk and suck around the base of her schlong, waiting for the frenzied Sister to pull back so he could access fresh air.

Vicky's cock bulged and grew even thicker in his packed mouth. She reached up with one hand and felt his latex-clad chest up and down. She traced the outline of his lithe body in the thick rubber prison. She breathed heavily, a pleasurable giddiness overtaking her as she lowered her hand back down and gripped his head firmly. She knew she wasn't going to last long, so she might as well go all out.

"Ready, slave?"

The rubber nun pulled back her hips, her pulsing cock withdrawing over his tongue until only her tip was left in his sucking lips. Dylan got in one faint breath before she shoved her length home and began railing his dripping pussy of a mouth. He moaned around her girth, his tongue wagging across the top of her shaft as sputtering sounds slipped around the seal of her shaft. Her large, fleshy orbs slapped into his captive face again and again, smacking him wetly with each forceful fuck.

"Mmmmmm, yes! FUCK YESSSSS!!!!! Take it all, slut!!!"

She pounded his mouth into oblivion as other Sisters screamed in climax in the background. The hard thwack of leather toys, the sounds of electric shocks and gagged slaves grunting and murmuring in pain could be heard all around them. She shafted his throat as fast as she'd fucked any slave, his lips and the walls of his mouth sucking her cum pipe deliciously. It was clear he wanted her pungent paste and that knowledge drove Vicky wild. Her climax was fast approaching.

"Filthy rubber slut! You're nothing but a sleeve for me to cum in you cocksucker slave bitch!!!"

Dylan focused on pleasing the aggressive shemale with every bit of oral skill his mother had trained into him. His vision grew blurry as Vicky pumped his sucking face with abandon. Rivulets of sweat and pre-cum trickled over his pried open nostrils as it became harder from him to breath around her heavy, smacking scrotum.

"GGGGGGGUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Vicky threw back her heard and screamed through clenched teeth as she thrust her fleshy cannon home and unloaded in his sucking maw. Her fat orbs pressed into his face, seizing as thick semen gushed into Dylan's throat like blasts from a high pressure fire hose.

He gulped the potent seed down furiously, even as it began to back up into his mouth and nose. Clogging sounds gurgled from his packed face as her river of hot sludge continued to pour into the latex-locked cum dump. Victoria grunted and moaned like an animal as her scrotum and shaft twitched repeatedly, ejecting her virile load into her new favorite clinic whore.

When her cock finally stopped spurting, Vicky pulled her phlegm and jizz slathered length free. A wet pop emitted as her glans passed his hungry lips. She looked down at the oral slave, patting his cheek gently as they both sucked in panted breaths and waited for their heartbeat to calm.

"Wooooo! Hot damn! That was good, boy! I'll see you again soon."

"Thank you, Mistr-"

She pushed the ball-gag back into his mouth, strapping it around his head and securing it tightly. Dylan gazed up at the beautiful Headmistress of Finance, in awe of her every asset. He hadn't expected to meet anyone like this lovely redhead on the Sisterhood's perverse playground.