I had decided to purchase a new latex dress for my slave, let me describe it to you, from the neck down, the neck is made stiff rubber to encourage the wearer, to hold her head high, with pride with her eyes cast down, the top section covers completely ending in sleeve gloves, the waist again is very stiff this then acts as a corset holding the stomach giving her a longer body line.

The lower section of the dress passes the knees halfway down her, calves and I am able to further restrict her walking by zipping the hem tighter Now I am no different then most men I love stockings, but black nylon stockings would not work with this dress as I had intended.

I felt that my slave should have underwear, yet again I ordered 4 pairs of thongs, however I wanted my slaves pussy in pleasure while she wore them therefore I had built into the thongs a thick rubber nub, constantly rubbing on a pussy.

I collect my order from the Post Office and rush home to my slave. She greets me upon entering, in the correct fashion kneeling, head held high, proud to belong to her Master. Hands locked behind her head, eyes cast down in respect, knees wide apart.

I have the present slave for you. I then pass the dress to her, she takes the packages. We will be going out to night please ensure you wear this dress my slave. Oh my Master thank you she says.

Removing the box lid, pulling back the tissue paper that it is wrapped, inside the box with. She sees the clear plastic, as she removes it from the box she sees that it is a clear latex dress with a high stiff collar, then she notices the thong and stockings.

Knowing I had been watching her all this time, making her feel wet already. Placing her feet into the thong as she does so she sees the knob in the thong knowing were it will ride on her. She blushes though her blush. Slides them up her legs and makes sure the thong is positioned correctly.

Then stepping into the dress sliding it up her legs over her hips wiggling to move the skin tight dress over her hips. then sliding her arms in working her fingers into the gloved fingers.

Turning to me she ask me if he would zip her up. 

I knew that very quickly the dress would become very uncomfortable to his slave. The heat would take its toll. But I also new there was desire in my slave, for she was by now very horny.  I could see the look on her face and the battle she was also fighting.

She wonders what else the evening holds. She kneels and clasp her fingers behind her head, spreading her knees as much as the dress will allow.

The heat she is feeling in her body grow even moister, under the dress coating her skin from her neck down, the growing moister between her legs spreading from the pleasure I thought to give her by having the thongs special made with a nub in just the right place in the crotch.

She felt her body was already on Fire, then the heat grew even more as she saw the look in my eyes and upon my face as I returned to her carrying her collar and cuffs. I stopped in front of her and squatted down and attached her collar. I then commanded her to hold her wrist out to me and I attached her leather cuffs, then I instructed her to stand up. I then attached the leather ankle cuffs. I run my hand up her legs, stopping at her crotch, then press hard on the nub in her thong, giving her another minute of pleasure. I then instruct her to kneel again. She obeyed his every command.

I lead her to a sawhorse with a post attached to the front of it, i stopped in front of it. She knew that what ever I lead her to that she is to get up and position herself in the correct position on it. She raises to her feet, I stop her before she can straddle the sawhorse, I unzip the hem of the dress so she can straddle the sawhorse correctly, placing a leg over the sawhorse and sliding her ass as far back as she can.

She can feel the nub in the thong pressing hard against her clit now, as the wooden sawhorse presses hard against it and her so moist vaginal folds. I walk in front of her and take her wrist and fastens them to the rings on the post in front of her.

Walking back behind her, i fasten her ankle cuffs to the sawhorse stretching her out knowing it will make the flogging she is going to receive hurt more. And that not only will the stretching make it hurt more, but also the moister that has accumulated under the latex dress will also increases the pain.