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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
“The Day to Day Pressures of being the Perfect Daughter, Friend, Co-worker & Business Woman have become too much. Nothing she’s tried has been able to help her get the Relaxation she Needs... That was until she Searched for: “Extreme Stress Relief” and found a place that had a 100% Guarantees of both Results and Privacy.
The 10 Step Instructions to prepare herself for her Trip to Relaxation made her nervous... covering her body in lotion before putting on a very High-Tech Latex Bodysuit, Hood and Goggles that locked in place... She Needed this Badly, so her nerves weren’t going to stop her.
The Delivery guys who packed her in the special crate didn’t just take her to “Stress Relief Delivered”... They Delivered her to a World of Stress Relief, Pleasures and Pains she didn’t know existed... helplessly at the Mercy of other Anonymous Latex Covered Women...”
WARNING: Contains Scenes of, but not limited to - Masturbation, No Safe Word, Extremely Tight Prolonged Bondage, BDSM, Forced Orgasms, Distress, Tease & Denial, Sensory Deprivation, Spanking, Whipping, Pain, Pleasure... Oh, and Never wanting to be free ; )
Standing spread-eagle and unable to free myself. Breathing hard and bordering on complete exhaustion as my breasts move slowly up and down with each breath.
Testing my bondage, well aware that there’s absolutely no way I can free myself from this position... I still, out of sheer willpower... continue to try. Pulling hard, flexing my now weakened muscles.
My legs are about as far apart as I can handle, and my ankles are firmly locked in place. I could not normally stand like this if my arms were not outstretched above me and also firmly locked in place, supporting my weight.
I was unable to see, hear, or speak due to the large, fitting gag stuffed deep into my mouth and strapped on extra tight. I let out a few odd moans through the items blocking my hearing.
The perfectly form-fitting latex bodysuit tightly hugs every inch of my body. Although I’m finally not being whipped, I can still feel the sting of the tip of the riding crop and the tails of the cat-o-nine that was recently crisscrossing my helpless form.
Although my Captor was a Master at Punishment, she had grown tired by now. I can’t tell you how long she has been whipping my helplessly struggling body.
I can tell you every inch of my body, from my breasts to the inside of my thighs, feels as if it were sunburned. This had to have taken a long time, even for a skilled flogger.
I’m no longer feeling the riding crop or the painful caress of the cat-o-nine as I await what happens next... unable to escape or plead with her... there’s no other option...
Even though it’s only been seconds since I last felt any new pains, it felt like forever, being unable to see or hear... the sting of a new instrument of pain tells me I don’t need to wait any longer.
It’s thin and very painful... must be a rod or cane now slapping back and forth between my thighs as I, again, struggle to stop it... only wasting what little energy I have left.
Releasing small grunts through my gag with each slap of the cane as the random unexpected upward swings catch me and my extra wet pussy off guard... it only takes like five or six of these perfectly placed random hits before my whole body tenses up as I scream from the intense pleasure-pain of another full body orgasm that goes on forever!
The more extreme I spasm, the faster these now direct hits to my swollen pussy come. Jerking wildly, I want this to stop as much as I need it to continue...
By Day, I’m a strong, accomplished Woman well-known by many in my Work and Private Lives. I am always pushing myself to be better in every way. My Day is working out, eating right, and keeping every aspect of my life in perfect order.
I always strive more, so Family, Friends, and Co-workers look to me for inspiration. On top of this, being Mommy and Daddy’s perfect little Daughter in every way. Well, here’s what I need to tell you about all of this... It fucking sucks!!!
All of these pressures cause more stress, which leads to me trying even harder, which causes more pressure and stress... It’s a horrible cycle I’ve so far been unable to break.
Going out on the town with the Girls, drinking until I pass out, and getting Spa Treatments and Full-Body Massages don’t stop the stress and pressure. Heck, I even tried Goat Yoga, and I have to say those Baby Goats are the cutest things ever... just not cute enough to help me clear my mind and finally relax.
I was at the point where I would blow if I didn’t find a fix! In a way, I am every woman who works hard every day in every way. There had to be an answer- if not the answer, to stop all the pressures and help me survive and deal with those pressures.
Searching the web again for “Extreme Stress Relief,” I once again get the same list I’ve seen so many times before: breath focus, Guided Imagery, Mindfulness meditation, Yoga, tai chi, qigong, Repetitive prayer, Exercise, Naps, Music, etc.
I have seen these before and have tried them all except qigong, mainly because I don’t fully understand what it is. This time, over 31 million finds were made. It seems this is a common problem... surprise.
Tired of repeatedly entering the same search, I chose to randomly scroll down instead in hopes of finally finding something different.
This is when I came across something that caught my eye. It said [TIRED OF STRESS? - NEED A DRUG-FREE WAY TO BE FREE OF STRESS? - 100% GUARANTEED SAFETY, PRIVACY AND RESULTS - EXTREME RESULTS REQUIRE EXTREME TECHNIQUES - CONTACT US AT 1-888-... ]
Not sure why, but the part that really got my attention was the Privacy Part...It didn’t fully make sense, but if I was going to try something new, which must be naughty in some way, while staying inspirational to others, no one could ever know. Not even you, which is why I shall remain Unidentified.
The Website had a lot of info and details, while at the same time having little to no info or details whatsoever about anything. It had a perfect “Better Business Bureau” rating with many vague, while still very positive individual reviews.
It sounded like some type of weekend getaway with Safety and Privacy being top items... Ok! Ok! I need to try something different no matter what it is... I mean it can’t be any worse than one of those Weekend Cleanse & Detox Spas.
I filled out the forms online and used a secondary Charge Account I have for my own personal business transactions. This place was called “Stress Relief Delivered.” It did need my address, but I still didn’t give them my actual name.
Only fair since there’s so much about them, not what’s about to happen, that’s still Unknown to me. If it wasn’t for all the Positive Ratings and Reviews, I wouldn’t have followed through on this.
I took my time to not just believe comments on their Website, but found many 3rd party reviews and comments which were all just as Positive.
Comments Like:
“Finally! Someone Actually Delivers on the
Promise of Stress Relief”
“Their Techniques were like nothing I ever
Expected, but they Worked!!!!”
“Stress Relief Delivered gave me Levels of
Pleasure I never knew were Possible!”
The Company pre-sent me an overnight Package with instructions. I love getting Packages, so this is starting out great. And I right away opened the Package... it had a Card with step-by-step instructions, then there was a tube of some type of body lotion, a Deep Purple Latex bodysuit, an intense hot pink corset, a Latex hood, and some small locks and a set of keys.
Lastly, there was something that looked like Ski Goggles with several differences. It was extremely thin, was mirrored on the outside, and didn’t have any straps.
Dropping the whole package on the counter, I said out loud, “Nope! Nada! Not gonna happen... f’n perverts.” I went to turn on the TV for some random YouTube fails... those always makes be feel better.
A minute into the first video and talking out loud to myself, I said, “That is an awesome Deep Purple... and that was the Specific answer I gave to my Favorite Color.”
No one has ever been able to find that Deep Purple until now. .. Maybe, maybe it’s a good sign. Heading back to the kitchen, I read through the step-by-step instructions:
Everything in this box has been Custom chosen specifically for you per your answers filled out during the survey portion of your forms.
Note: Some of these items may seem Odd or Extreme. It’s important to know it’s all part of our Privacy Guarantee to you. Please follow these Steps:
1. Take time for a nice relaxing dinner - be sure its High in Protein
2. Take a long hot shower - Do not use any lotions, deodorant, or perfume
3. Be sure to get fully dry - Take extra time making sure your Hair is dry
4. Lightly cover every inch of your body with supplied Lotion - Except your head
5. Put on Latex Bodysuit - Self-releasing cord will help you with zipper up back
6. Put on the Corset and then the Latex Hood - Privacy Policy Requires it’s use
7. Put the lock through the small eyelet on your neck - Leave keys in your house
8. Put on Goggles - They will stay in place without the need for a strap
9. Make sure all other doors in your house are locked - Safety First
10. Wait in your Garage 15 minutes before Scheduled Pickup time
So many things are still Unknown to me at this point . .. that is, except one Very Important, the Most Important thing...The undeniable Fact that I need to do something about my Stress Levels or else... Well, this is doing something...I hesitate a little more.
Well, it’s dinnertime anyway, and I happen to like Protein soooo... It’s not like some Strangers from who knows where are telling me what to do... I make myself a perfect medium rare Filet Mignon with sautéed mushrooms.
Even adding the perfect little spray of parsley... wait! Where’s the parsley? Damit! It’s not perfect without the parsley! Holy Shit! I’m all worked up and stressed out over f’n parsley!
Ok! Ok! “Stress Relief Delivered”, Deliver me that Stress Relief... Quickly eating my steak and mushrooms while standing at the counter looking over the next 9 steps... Long hot shower, here we come.
I remember the no lotions, deodorant, or perfume part of this step... it doesn’t say anything about extra soap and making myself cum while still in the shower.
After 45 minutes, I find myself with my forehead up against the wall of the shower just below the still running showerhead. My left hand has become tired from trying to make myself cum.
Even tried my right hand pretending it was a stranger touching me a bit ... that didn’t work either. That stranger was clumsy and just didn’t understand my needs. Guess this counts as a long hot shower.
Blow-drying my hair never takes too long due to it being off my shoulders. The color is a very unique Dark Red / Dark Wine. Anyone who knows me can spot it very easily, so maybe that Latex Hood to help with Privacy will be welcomed.
Still have no idea where I’m going, but with a Hood on, my hair won’t be seen by anyone or any webcams or anything.
Understanding Step 4 is putting on their supplied body Lotion, I figured it made the most sense to get everything else ready before getting my hands messy. Bringing the box of stuff into my bedroom, I put it on the end of my bed before emptying it.
First, I pulled out the Deep Purple Latex bodysuit, this time giving it a much closer examination. My God! This is not your run-of-the-mill Sex Shop Latex bodysuit. It is made of some material I have no idea what it is.
Extra Lightweight and feels as thin as a silk sheer curtain, yet somehow seems stronger than any Latex I’ve seen. I remember wearing a Catwoman costume once made out of Latex.
It tore so badly, and so many times the legs ended up looking like Halle Berry’s version of Catwoman. By the end of the night, it was pretty much falling off my body. The guys dressed as Batman, Riddler, and the Joker sure loved it though.
Getting back to this Latex bodysuit, if it is even Latex. I don’t see it tearing or falling off once I have it on. Grabbing and pulling as hard as possible at the end of one of the legs, I could do nothing beyond stretching it and watching it return to its original, little too small for me size.
This was the point I noticed something else odd about this bodysuit. There seemed to be some type of disk-shaped, very flat items embedded in the material. The disks, which flexed a little, were around a half-inch in size.
These ran in a pattern up the outside of each leg. Each disk was around three inches apart. Checking further, I noticed they not only ran up the outside of each leg, but all the way up the torso, past the armpits and the insides of the arms to the wrists.
This matching pattern also existed on the insides of the legs and the outsides of the arms from what would be the neck area to the wrists.
As I continued my exploration of the bodysuit, I discovered a few more, also unexplained things. It seems there are a few more of those disks, but these break the previous pattern. These are a little smaller and are only about an inch apart, running all the way around the neck.
Also, there’s that Self-releasing cord thingy that will help you with zipping up the back. Looks to me once it releases, there’s really no valid way to pull the zipper back down. Guess that’s a concern for later.
Ok! Ok! Now I’m getting wet... what the hell! 45 minutes with the right-handed stranger and his friend leftie didn’t do it, but holding this bodysuit for 10 minutes does? Where’s that special lotion?
By the time I was done rubbing this special lotion all over my body... also doing a few extra coats on my pussy... I’m already becoming the oddest combination of relaxed and horny... Wow!
Can’t get too distracted because I need to finish the list and be in the Garage in time. Wiping the lotion... ahhh, the lotion... seems they mixed in aromatherapy as part of the program... no idea what the smell is, but it’s intoxicating in every way.
Wiping the lotion off my hands, I prepare for the struggle of getting into that tight as fuck, bodysuit.
One leg at a time, and they slip with literally zero effort. Pulling it up tightly over my hips and ass also with little to no effort. I was expecting this to be like Spanks on Steroids ... but it’s absolutely nothing like that.
The ease at which the rest of this bodysuit went on totally caught me off guard. Then, with one quick motion, I pulled the cord for the zipper up my back. ‘Zip’ and ‘Snap’! The cord popped off the second the zipper reached the top.
Normally, the experience of putting on something so form-fitting and so tight would leave me more stressed and frustrated. I’m very relaxed and happy with this whole experience so far. I’m becoming more motivated to see what’s next.
Really didn’t understand at all the purpose of the corset. The color was so intense, and it actually went on very easily. The size was perfect and helped to support my breasts just the right amount since the bodysuit didn’t have a built-in bra.
Honestly, I’m pretty sure this corset is only for some horny guys’ benefit. Checking myself out in a full-length mirror, I’d have to say it does help to give me more of an hourglass figure. I do look f’n hot in Deep Purple Latex, which hugs my every curve and crevice.
It does also give me one of those perfectly smooth Barbie Doll crotches as I slide my hand down to check it out as I ‘Gasp’ out loud!
OMG! This material is Amazing! It’s so thin I swore for a second I was still naked because I could feel my fingers as they glanced across my pussy! Need to get back on track... what step was I on again?... 6, so now it’s 7... Wait!
Step 6 had two things to do... still need the Latex Hood. It seems to me that someone combined two items into one step so the Instructions could end on Step 10... My OCD says “Thank You”.
Grabbing the Latex Hood, I immediately pulled it over my head without bothering to inspect it further. Even without the Lotion, it slides on smoothly and snugly.
Tucking in any stray hairs, I look in the mirror again, now only able to see my eyes, nostrils, and lips. As I finish tucking the last of my hair so everything looks smooth, I reach for the bottom edge to try and figure out what holds it in place.
Amazingly, the bottom of the hood had matching disks in it just like the neck of the bodysuit. They’ve matched up and have tightly connected on their own. I now know exactly what those disks were... they’re those extra strong mini magnets, and they’re not letting loose too easily.
Normally, I may have panicked when that happened, but staying Anonymous is very important, and I don’t want this hood coming off until I want it to. Which reminds me, the lock for the eyelet on the back of my neck?
There it is... I close it and put the keys on a tray on my dresser. Running my hands all over the Latex Hood, I can feel my fingers as if they were touching my naked skin!... That’s just Crazy Weird! I can feel through the Latex Hood everywhere except when touching the area covering my ears.
The material seems thicker in these areas, almost like there’s something else embedded there. Maybe extra thin earmuffs so I stay warm? I’m making myself laugh out loud. Wow! I haven’t laughed since... since... I don’t remember...
Well, down to making myself look like an Olympic DownDownhiller ... It’s time for those Goggles with no straps... am I kidding? I got this one... Real Cool and calm, like I flick them up to my eyes and ‘snap’ the mini-magnets once again doing their job, holding the Goggles in place perfectly. Looking at myself again in the mirror, I’m completely and Totally Unrecognizable . .. Perfect!
I just finished step 9, making sure all the Doors in my house were safely locked. Yup, I sure don’t want any Strangers getting into my house after I’m about to allow two of them in my Garage... with a Delivery Van...
Ok, this step, step 10 that is, well that step has me rethinking the whole plan. It was one of the few details actually explained on the Website.
They, that’s two Guys that is, would come to my house in a very Generic Delivery Van. I would allow them to pull into my Garage and then close the Door, then follow their directions.
I mean, it’s not like they could Rape me, or anything, because this extra-strong, skin-tight latex bodysuit is bordering on Kevlar-like,e they make bulletproof vests out of. On top of that, it’s not coming off of me for some time… very glad I went to the bathroom after my shower.
Hey! I wonder if this material is what they make Real Superhero Costumes out of? As all of this continues to run through my mind, I look up to realize I’m in my garage. A vehicle outside just flashed its headlights at my door.
Without thinking, I’ve already hit the opener, and the Van has pulled fully inside before I once again pushed the button; the door closed as their engine turned off... The Silence has become deafening... I stand there quietly as butterflies are forming in my stomach and a small tingle is growing in my pussy...
Two completely average Joe-looking guys jump out of the Van almost light on their feet like it’s just another day on the job. One’s chewing gum with his mouth half open, smacking away, checking his watch, looking impatient.
The driver heads towards me holding a clipboard... double checks the order form clipped on... Looks me directly in the eyes, which he can’t actually see due to mirrored goggles, and says, “I have a Pickup & Deliver request here for a Deep Purple... Is that you?”
Wow! I was actually expecting Guys to jump out, grab me roughly and toss me in the back of the Van before speeding away with me... or to come and start humping my firm latex-covered thighs... or to at least make some rude comments and ogle my f’n hot Bod in this outfit, well because I do look and feel f’n hot.
Nothing! The first guy is still checking his watch between adding more pieces of gum to his already full mouth and, Clipboard Harry is calmly asking if I’m Deep Purple? ... I stand there a moment taking this all in as Harry is looking around like he’s gonna find a different Woman in Skinskin-tight dark purple to get picked up... I bring his attention back to me with a, “I’m Dark Purple”.
He says, “Good, for a moment I was concerned we were in the wrong place... Please move away from the back of the Van for a moment, Miss,” which he once again says while looking directly to where my eyes would be if he could see them.
This kind of caught me off guard because not once did he give that quick look at my breasts or crotch... This simple thing was amazing because when I saw myself in the mirror, I couldn’t stop staring at every part of my own body.
I stepped aside as Harry pushed a button on his key fob. Both back doors to the van swung open as a ramp came out of the back. Once the ramp hit the ground, he pushed a second button on the fob and a very large white fiberglass-like case or crate slid down the ramp, stopping level on the ground.
I’m not good at estimating size; however big it was, this thing was close to filling the whole back of the Van.
The gum chewer stepped up to this case and flipped open like a dozen metal hold-downs around the top and down the two corners of the side facing me. He flipped the top back and away and pulled the whole side closest to me down to fully expose the inside of the case.
His actions were once again like that of a guy just doing his job as he glanced at his watch again. I was so close to asking him if his beer at home was getting warm... but chose to not rile up the help.
Getting my first complete and clear view of what was inside the crate would have caused my mouth to drop if the tight Latex hood wasn’t holding it in place so well. It looked like a red fiberglass inverse form of a sexy young Woman’s body in a reclined position.
It’s like you had someone recline back into this red material, causing it to remember the shape of a Woman. Clipboard Harry asked, “Miss, did you need help climbing in? It can be slippery sometimes.” He keeps calling me Miss... if he could see my cheeks, he’d see he’s making me blush some. Miss is normally reserved for someone much younger than me.
I don’t answer him, but hold my arm out as a gesture of “Yes”. He hands the clipboard to Gummy and then grabs my hand in his hand and his other hand on the back of my bicep. Looking into my goggles, he says, “Careful now Mis, Miss” as he walks me to the... I guess... red fiberglass recliner... and helps me lower myself into it. OMG!
This is not what I expected at all. It looked like cold, hard fiberglass but couldn’t be further from it. It’s soft with around a half-inch of cushion covering the surface. Not only that, its temperature was a perfect match for my own. It wasn’t hotter or colder than I felt.
Shuffling around just a little as my ass, back, and thighs seemed a perfect fit, supporting me perfectly everywhere. I’m slightly bent at the waist and, as I allow my knees to bend, my calves and feet also find a perfect fit and support everywhere.
Wanting to fully take in the Unreal comfort of this thing, I let my head lie back, and my arms fall into the two areas that they fit perfectly into. Taking in a nice long breath and an equally long sigh out, “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh”. I’ve never been this comfortable in my life. This must be what weightlessness feels like.
Harry returned to me and flipped a large switch in the corner of the recliner. I didn’t see that there before. He then said into a hand-held CB radio, “Deep Purple is secured and ready for Delivery.”
As he said, one of those little nose itches that can drive you crazy forms, so I reach to scratch it... I’m unable to move my arm!... I try the other one, and it’s the same! Then I try to move my legs, waist, and torso, and I’m not able to budge any part of my body at all!
The switch and disks in the bodysuit are all making sense now... the disks are metal, and that switch just turned on like a 100 or more magnetic locks built into the recliner.
I start to panic and ask Harry where they’re taking me. He responded calmly with, “I’m sorry, Miss, but the Delivery Location is Undisclosed... we just follow the GPS instructions.” I say, “Hey, wait, I changed my mind! Please let me go! Please!”
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