A fine rubberdoll, she no longer has a name or personality, she is what she looks like, an empty doll that exists soley for sex

The tight latex closes in around me, holding me down and locking me in place. The white noise of the vacuum sucking out all the air silences the world outside the rubber. There is nothing but the rubber. I’m floating in rubber space.

Completely encased in rubber, unable to get up or fight back. Your struggling only exhausts you.I want to be turned into a rubber toy.

This Rubber suit will become permanent from now on for the rest of my life.Compressing embrace of rubber and its constant reminder that where I belong!I have no power and that there is no way out for me. Completely lost all my will.