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Long story warning! this story is just under 6200 words long, so be prepared. The character in question is my regularly used thief in SL, under my own name, because I'm lazy. Enjoy!

Prologue

Aria ran as quickly as should could, dodging and weaving through the asylum, and cursing herself for getting spotted again.. Her third attempt was not going well at all! The doors would be on total lockdown.. She'd have to hide. She dove into a closet, then leaned against a wall, letting out a sigh as she gently kicking the door shut.. The thief would just have to wait.. Glancing down at her shiny form.. This place had become little more than a Rubber Asylum..

Chapter One

Three weeks before.. A window creaked open, a slender form slipping through it, landing carefully and glancing around, before straightening and glancing in a mirror handily left in the room. Dressed in a tight, soft leather catsuit, fully zipped for a change a simple but effective mask, her greens eyes glinting behind it, her hair as ever in its ponytail. She smirks, taking a careful look in the mirror, then teasingly unzips her catsuit down to show off a generous amount of cleavage, her quite large breasts pressing against the tight leather quite pleasingly.. there was no shame in using her body as another tool to distract people long enough to take them out..

Sneaking deeper into the building, she frowns.. most of the rooms were empty, apparently there'd being some odd going ons in this asylum, including a complete change of staff. No one was really sure what had occurred, but the place seemed to be running efficiently. She paused at a bulletin board, more out of curiosity than anything else.. But there was no info on the staff change, just a mention that they only were taking long term patients from now on.. That was from three months ago, shortly before the staff change.

Pausing at a very secure door, she frowns a little.. This was the entrance to the long term wards, intended for severely disturbed patients, risks, and generally the more powerful and dangerous class of villains that had being cropping up lately.. Surprisingly, it was unlocked. Slipping inside, she glances around, then dives behind a counter as she hears an odd squeaking and footsteps. Glancing over it carefully, her eyes widen. Two ladies were going past, one in a wheelchair, and the other was a.. Nurse? She was encased, head to toe in white latex, a red cross on her breast, but otherwise it was seamless, it didn't even have a mouth hole.. Her eyes seemed somewhat glazed over.

The patient in the chair though.. She wasn't able to move at all, her mouth wrapped around a huge ballgag, her eyes sealed under a tight padded blindfold. Her body was wrapped in some kind of strange sleeveless straitjacket, giving her an almost armless like look.. Except for her breasts, which were exposed, the nipples cruelly clamped.. The nurses small breasts seemed to be bulging, so tight was the jacket. Her legs were in a similar binding, and a network of tight straps hold her tightly to the chair, she could barely twitch.. She was moaning constantly, and squirming, causing the restraints holding her to creak, mixing with the squeak of the nurses outfit, and a strange, powerful, humming noise coming from somewhere..

Ducking back down, a little red in the face, Aria chews her lip with concern.. That was not what she had suspected. It was rare for a detective to reach out to a criminal for information, but even they had no clue what was going on in here, and now she saw why.. That was not normal practice by any means. Rifling through the papers under the counter, she found a floor plan.. With a records room marked on it. Just what she needed.

On her way there, she saw several more nurses, all in the same state as the first one.. Something very strange was going on with them.. Peaking through one door she stops in confusion. Several of the nurses were strapped to benches, whining and moaning their eyes full of fear. Walking between them was.. A head nurse, that was the only way the thief could think of them. Tall, thigh length boots 5 inch high heels, a tight corset in black, the red logo on their white latex encased breast.. Her face was free of the latex, unlike the others she'd seen, and a ponytail of blonde hair escaping the back of it. She had a crop in one hand, wand occasionally smacked it down on a nurses breast. Judging by the muffled way they moaned, they were all gagged under those hoods..

Backing out of the room, alarmed, she hurried to the records room. Inside, she immediately found somethings very strange.. Going through the nurses files, there was nothing of them being encased in rubber.. And certainly not gagged. Moving over to the patient files, she thumbs through some of them, all women, then stops, spotting a safe. Smiling to herself, she opens a belt pouch and gets to work.. Several minutes later, cracking it open. A little disappointed, theres only a few files inside, very few for such a large safe.

Opening the first one her eyes widen in alarm. It lacked the white latex hood, and ponytail, but this patient was clearly that person she had seen earlier. She had being committed for her obsession with capturing ladies and turning them into obedient slaves, using a variety of specially made serums and drugs, mixed with professional dominatrix techniques.. A chilly feeling filling her.. Those nurses out there were probably the ones she had tamed.. And the bound ones in that room would of being those still to be broken.. Glancing at the committal date, she was brought here just over three months ago.

Things only got more concerning.. the second of the three files was of one of those weird metahumans. She could form rubber and latex with her hands, shaping it into whatever she wanted.. That explains why they had so much of it around here all of a sudden. The third was an extreme dominatrix who had owned an underground slavery ring, fronted by her wide ranged of fetish clubs. The thief could only shake her head.. Someone who specialized in creating fetishy clothing and restraints, two dominatrixes, one specializing in running a slavery ring and one who was known for breaking captives.. All committed at the same time, and now.. It was quite clear what had happened here. The inmates were running the asylum!

Gathering the files up, she turns, only to see the door close as a tall lady steps in.. Dressed in gleaming black rubber , her waist in a severe corset, tall heels.. Her generous cleavage fully on display, showing off her impressive breasts, larger than the thiefs own by far, her beautiful face made up perfectly, her long hair loose to her shoulders.. And a dart gun in her hands. The thief was dos overwhelmed by the presence in front of her, and didn't notice the dart hit her side until she was already falling to her knees...

Chapter Two

Several hours later, she wakes up and groans.. Something was pressing over her eyes, she couldn't see. Grumbling a little, she tries to reach up to move it.. Instantly squealing as she yanks a strap tighter in the process.. a very intimate strap, holding something that in other circumstances might be quite pleasant. It takes her several moments to work it all out.. but shes in some kind of tight, rubbery straitjacket.. her legs felt like hey were encased to mid thigh so.. Stockings..? She wasn't gagged, that as something at least.. But that invader was immensely concerning. Struggling wasn't really an option with it there.

She heard the door open, and glanced up blindly, hearing someone walk into the cell.. very squeakily, so probably a nurse. There was a tiny grunt coming from occasionally, but heavily muffled.. Suddenly the thief felt hands on her, the nurse not unkindly helping her to her stocking clad feet, before she feels her fiddling with something around her neck, then a faint tug. She'd being leashed! Digging her heels into the soft floor, she yanked back, refusing to be led around like some pet.

After a couple more tugs by the nurse, it seemed to stop.. Standing tensed and ready, the thief was more than prepared for another tug.. but instead yelps in surprise. It was vibrating! Suddenly off balance, pressing her thighs together and mewling in protest, biting on her lip all the while, the nurse had little issue yanking the leash and forcing the squirming, writhing thief to follow her.

The walk felt like hours to the poor captive, the vibrator never stopped the whole time, making it quite hard to walk properly at all, until eventually she was led into a room and pushed into a chair, drawing another squeal from her as the tormenting toy was forced deeper.. She felt straps getting run around her form, pinning her to the chair, one going over her upper thighs, and another diagonally around her hips, both drawn extra tight to pull her rear down more firmly onto the seat.. the intent of those two quite clear.

She was left to sit there, trying to move, whimpering and squirming for some time before finally, mercifully, the invader stopped. Sitting there, panting, her large breasts stretching the rubbery straitjacket with every intake of air, she raises her head and turns it this way and that.. "Hello..? Is someone there..?" She quietly asks, not sure she wanted an answer.

Instead she hears a pen scritching over some paperwork, and a snap of a corp, and a whimper, followed by a voice almost purring "Thank you doctor.. its very important we have the correct paperwork if we wish to keep this place going after all.. Now back into your cube.." The thief hears another whimper, and another snap of the crop.. a lot of squeaking, then a sound like a vacuum. A few moments later, her vision floods back, causing her to yelp and snap her eyes shut.. By the time she manages to open them again, the noise has stopped. Looking around, her vision still a little blurry, she makes out where she is.. An office, a very high class one.. There was a strange statue off to the side.. it was on a small pedestal, gleaming red, and appeared to be a female shape held in a box like frame.. Her eyes widen a little as she realises that must be the 'cube' she heard the doctor getting put in.

"Do you like my little statue? Sadly I have to let her out at time to sort out this tedious paperwork, but she can be fun to tease I suppose." A voice draws the thiefs attention back to the desk.. The black clad lady with the dart gun was sitting at the desk, leaning forwards to examine the thief carefully, giving the captive a generous view of the ladies cleavage.. "She was just signing your admittance papers, Miss Warden."

Alarmed, the thief stayed quiet.. they knew her name? She carried no identification.. how did they..? Clearly seeing her confusion and worry, the dominatrix smiled, somewhat cruelly, and sat back "You are to be treated for kleptomania, caused by your attraction to things of a rather well shined nature, particularly fetish clothing. Yes, we know about that as well. Sadly your treatment plan is very long.. I'm afraid you're going to be staying with us for a very long time. Behave, and you'll get through it without much harm, and maybe even be released early if you prove.. Useful, to us. Misbehave and.. Well.. We'll see just how much you can take."

Licking her lips, clearly nervous, eyeing the severely dressed lady with concern.. An involuntary committal.. she'd heard of those, and they were legal in this blasted nation.. She'd heard of some of the more extreme things these places were authorized to do now, and that was in control of three crazed fetishists now.. Noe wonder all the nruses seemed busty.. as did all the patients.. "What do you want..? You know I wasn't here withou---" she gets cut off by someone forcing a large ball into her mouth from behind. Too surprised to react, she can't even try and force it out before its buckled cruelly tight, the white clad lady from before walking into view, moving somehow near silently in those heels and smirking at the thief in amusement

"We know full well, your little detective friends are on our list as well. You'll hopefully be seeing them soon as well." She leans back and smiles gently "No doubt you don't know our names.. The patient files have our descriptions, but never names. I suppose they think that sufficient to keep their patients data safe.. Foolish. You can refer to me as.. Mistress Black, and my wonderful friend here as Mistress White. You no doubt know about the third of our little team, you can refer to her as Mistress Red, if she ever lets you speak. Shes very fond of big gags.. very big." She chuckles, rather cruelly." She already got rather.. intimate with you while you were out, to make sure everything she makes for you fits perfectly. We can't have patients running around in loose restraints after all."

Without another word, the thief sees the white clad lady approach with a hood and a calculating look in her face.. Before it all goes dark. The hood was incredibly tight, plugning the thief into a dark, silent world.. her ears plugged, her mouth sealed even more.. only her nostrils and ponytail free of the rubbery prison..

Several hours passed, back in her cell, when she suddenly felt a hand on her. Jerking a little in surprise, she groans as she pulls on that blasted strap again. The hands continue regardless of her reaction, and she realises its a nurse. Shes pulled up, and led into another room, before the hood is removed.. She blinks a little in surprise, chewing on the gag, her eyes stinging again. The room was small, and simple.. like a wardrobe.. with lots of restraints. It didn't take long to figure out why she was here, as the nurse began to undo the jacket carefully, the stock one hadn't being a perfect fit for her.. it was clear these new ones were. She undoes it just enough to expose Arias bare shoulder, then turning away to get a needle.. A muscle relaxant no doubt.

When she turns back, its to see the jacket hitting her in a face, causing a muffled cry of surprise.. By the time she gets the garment out of her face, the needle is gone.. then poking her own thigh. The nurse can only whimper as her body rapidly goes limp.. A few minutes later, shes heavily bound in some of the restraints, and the thief finally slipped out of the room.. There were no clothes in that room, leaving her in just the stockings as she pads through the hallways quickly. Before shes even halfway down the hallway, an alarm sounds, causing her to curse and have no choice but to run as fast as she can..

Turning a corner quickly, she suddenly trips over something, and falls onto some kind of latex blanket.. that instantly winds around her body, over and over until its as tight as it could get around her form, straps appearing to secure her in it, around the neck, above and below her breasts, her waist, her thighs, her knees, her ankles.. her feet and head the only parts of her free of the layers of latex wrapped around her all of a sudden. A little too stunned to react at first, shes soon straining against the strong material, her arms pinned to her sides.. it flexed, it stretched, it squeaked.. but it didn't get any looser, snapping back the moment she stops struggling.

She tires quickly, her struggles useless, the latex clinging to her.. She hears footsteps approaching, and knows she failed this time..

Chapter Three

Eventually Aria wakes up, groaning weakly.. she was inside something thick, and heavy, and very rubbery.. Her arms were bound tightly behind her, cruelly tight, elbows touching.. her legs folded up.. she was in some kind of hogtie.. with a sack pulled over her and laced incredibly tight, straps over it for added security.. it was so heavy and tight, she could barely twitch.. A name cropped up in her mind.. hogsack.. but that wasn't much use to her here. Her mouth was filled to capacity, so big she wasn't sure how the gag had even got in there, until she sees a nurse placing a bulb onto a table nearby.. it was inflated..

Mistress White entered the room, and looked down at the unmoving thief, her lips curling back into a rather evil smile, as she takes the bulb from the nurse, spanks her rear and orders her to leave. Turning to her captive as the nurse rushes out, she squats down and attaches the bulb to the gag again. For a moment the thief thought the gag was going to be deflated.. only for it to start getting even bigger somehow. By the time the cruel lady has finished, the cocooned thiefs eyes are watering, only the tiniest of grunts able to escape her.

"Now Aria.. Mistress Black has asked me to try and tame you. Until we see progress, you'll be staying in that sack. As you've probably already found out, its very strong.. That rubber is the highest quality Mistress Red can make. Strongest, thickest, tightest rubber we could get you in.. You won't be able to move in it much at all, I'm afraid." She casually wanders to the other side of the room, out of the thiefs field of vision, unable to turn her head enough to see, and unable to even roll onto her side.. "We'll be doing this through ahh.. Orgasm therapy." As she finishes, before Aria can register whats just being said, she hears a click, and her eyes widen in horror, something pressed against her sex, and against both of her breasts starst to vibrate and massage her powerfully.

Mistress White soon took a seat in front of her captive, looking down at Aria with a cruel smile.. Watching her like a hawk. Every time the poor thief seemed to be getting some semblance of control, the slightest hint she was getting used to the powerful toys, she changed it to another speed, instantly throwing the poor cocooned girl off balance again.. And even more cruelly, every time poor Aria was about to hit that climax, the blush in her cheeks at its reddest, her body tensed up to explode, she'd turn it right down, denying her prisoner even that relief, causing tiny whines of sheer frustration to escape the captive thief.

For hours, the dominatrix just sat there, tormenting Aria over and over, at one point leaning down and pressed her lips to the ridiculously aroused thiefs gag panel in a passionate kiss, the huge ball shifting around inside of her mouth somewhat.. Pulling back to see a severely flustered, confused, blushing face, Aria unable to figure out what to do.. only to moan as the vibrators kicked up to max speed again.. Only this time.. they didn't stop.. Mistress White watching the thief with an almost caring smile, before sultrily asking "Do you want them to stay on..? To have that wonderful orgasm we've being building?"

Before she can do anything else, Aria nods quickly, mewling near silently into the huge ball. Mistress White continues to smile, watching her prisoner get closer and closer, her face like that of a proud owner of a pet who learned a new trick. "Thats right.. let it out dear.." she purrs.. Aria nodding again before her eyes roll back a little, her cocooned form shuddering a little.. It was right there, she was finally going to.. She hit the ridge and...

*click.* Followed by a muffled cry of outrage.. The vibrators stopped! They just stopped! Standing nearby, looking amused for a moment, before putting on a mock expression of pity "Ohh.. poor little thing.. The batteries in your toys died.. And I can't let you out of the sack yet.. Such a shame. But don't worry.. We wouldn't want to waste that arousal.." She casually squats down in front of Aria again with a needle, pressing it through the middle of the gag, through a tiny hoe designed just for it, and injects a fluid, that the poor captive has to swallow.. Her body feeling like it was on fire, her breasts and sex pulsing with desire.. And it wasn't ebbing off even a little.. She whined, trying to rub herself against the inside of the sack, but it was too tight even for that..

"That little drink will keep you like this for ohh.. twelve hours or so. We'll see how you act tomorrow, and maybe Mistress Black will let you out of the sack.." The woman chuckles, and leaves the room, turning the light off, leaving the poor captive to her torment.. Unable to orgasm, yet stuck in intense arousal.. it was gonna be a long night..

Somehow, she managed to keep her mind clear, and was soon running again, insanely aroused with every step, slamming into the doors as the alarm blares, crying out in protest.. She'd managed to somehow knock the nurse releasing her from the sack out, a simple jerk having knocked her over. She felt sorry for the poor lady, but she couldn't take any pity. She was barely aware of her actions as she slammed the door again and again.. but it wouldn't open.. soon sliding down it to sit on the floor.. her hands going to her breast and sex.. Even if she could just do this...

Chapter Four

Waking up again, Aria groans and sits up, surprised to not be tied up.. Her body still tingling from the intense experiences it had gone through before she had escaped and being caught.. Again. She was in a small padded room with.. No door Confused, the thief gets up, dressed in a skintight latex suit, that clung to her perfectly, it squeaked with every little movement she made. Pacing around the walls, she finds no hint of a door.. This was concerning. Glancing up, she sees a video camera, then suddenly a crackle noise is heard, as a speaker turns on

"Good Morning, Miss Warden. Its unfortunate that we've had to take some more drastic measures with you, so you'll be staying in the isolation cell for the time being. This is your last chance, if you try to escape again, we'll need to take more.. extreme measures. Enjoy your time in there, and reflect on your actions.. When you're ready to submit, go into the padded box behind you.. it'll properly hold you for removal from the chamber." Turning, Aria sees the box in question.. a tall padded one to be specific, narrow, just wide enough for her to stand in. She'd need to remember that.

compared to her previous torments, this was almost boring. The chamber had nothing of interest in it, just the box. She wasn't even given food, just a nutrient drink that was completely absorbed by her body.. She had no way of tracking time, her meals seemed irregular. Bored, downing her seventh meal, she immediately notices a slight difference in the taste her eyes widening in alarm.. Her sex and breasts suddenly starting to warm up dramatically.. They were drugging her again! Unable to stop herself, her hands snap to her crotch and start going wild.. but after ten minutes of frantic rubbing, squeezing, and just about everything she can think of, shes just as frustrated.. it wouldn't end.. She couldn't..!

It didn't die down either, even though she didn't touch her next meal. just sitting in the corner, constantly teasing herself in a desperate attempt to get some relief.. And her body was starting to get thirsty and hungry.. Eventually she'd have to eat it again, and it would only make this worse.. Time passed, but her body was demanding she feed it, giving her no choice but to drink it before long, downing the fluid, then whining as the burning suddenly got worse.

Time passed.. no matter what she did, she couldn't cum.. The third drink only made it worse.. Barely conscious of herself, Aria crawls towards the box and settles into it.. Suddenly straps shooting out of it and wrapping around her tightly, very tightly, pressing her into the padding, before the door snaps shut on the box, sealing her in.. the padded interior inflating out to hold her perfectly immobile in the middle.. then it all starts to vibrate! She doesn't notice a slight prick on her buttocks, and soon enough, a powerful explosion runs throughout her form.. then another.. and another.. Eventually forcing her to black out..

Chapter Five

Aria awoke, letting out a groan.. She wasn't bound, or in the box anymore.. In fact, her body felt quite fine, if a bit stiff. She was still tingly, somewhat aroused.. but that could of being the latex suit by itself.. They already knew her taste for this stuff after all. Sitting up, she was in a small pleasant room. The walls were padded latex, but the floor was smooth this time, and there was a bed. It had latex sheets over the mattress, but it was still a step up. There was even a table and chair, and some books.

Turning, the thief stepped back quickly as the door opened and Mistress White stepped in, smiling at the prisoner, before taking a seat at the table, and pointing to another chair "Sit." she commands, eyeing Aria, her eye daring her to disobey. Biting her lip, her body was fine.. but her mind still felt a little subdued, even obedient.. She sits on the other chair and looks over the table

"You could consider this a reward dear, you submitted, and thus have being granted a more comfortable room. Continue this, and you'll have a lot more freedom soon.. At least, you will if you accept our offer." She smiles sweetly, crossing her legs and leaning forwards. "Mistress Black has some use of you, as do I. Mistress Red, as you may of noticed, is a recluse. She rarely shows herself these days. Long story short, we are aware of your skills, your weaknesses, and even your little trick of not needing air. We want you to work for us, use those skills for us, and you will be rewarded."

Aria stared for some time, then looked down in thought "We'd be partners..?" she asks quietly, looking back up and staring the white clad lady in the eye. Even before the lady smiled, she knew what to expect, the Mistresses lips curling back in a mocking smile, followed by a low chuckle and shake of her head, before staring at the thief incredulously

"Partner? Hah.. No no.. More of a favoured pet, shall we say? You'll get lots of pleasure and rewards, we'll look on you fondly and give you more freedom.. But you're still ours. You belong to us." She brushes herself off and stands up. "Its a lot to take in, think on it, and we'll speak again soon. Enjoy your new room.."

Aria didn't move for some time as she thought, but despite her odd feelings of obedience, her desires to submit.. Brought on by the latex no doubt.. SHe wasn't content to just sit down and become some pet for these people. Sighing, she stands up and wanders over to the bookcase, then over to the bed.. A plan forming in her mind..

the next day, Mistress White returned and smiled as Aria gently closed the door behind her, turning to watch the thief with interest, before going over to the table "So miss Warden.. Do you agree to ou---" She never finishes, the arrogant woman expecting Aria to still be completely submissive after her time in isolation and the box.. Her head gently hitting the table as shes walloped with a book. Despite the cruel treatment she had received, Aria wasn't out to murder, and sighe din relief when ti was obvious the lady was still alive. Wasting no time, she drags the unconscious form over to the bed, removing the corset and boots, followed by her gloves and stockings. Lifting a glove, tying a knot in it, then shoving it in the unconscious Mistresses mouth and tying it tightly behind her head tightly, an effective latex gag.

Wrapping the woman in the sheets, as tightly as she could, she lifted the stockings and remaining glove, and tried to use them as impromptu straps.. they weren't very effective, stretched to their limit, but they should hold long enough for her to get away.. Turning, she opens the unlocked door, and sets off..

Chapter Six

Aria heard the alarms die down and took a deep breath, pushing herself up from the floor. All she had to do was escape.. Quietly making her way through the building towards the only exit, she was overjoyed to find it unlocked. Slipping out, she starts to make her way towards the exit of the building proper.. She'd have to come back, hopefully after the police cleared this crazy place out, to try and find her gear.. She opened the door and stepped outside, taking a deep breath of the fresh air at long last..

...Only to let out a muffled squeal as a hand clamps over her face, holding a wad of soaked cloth. Too stunned to remember she doesn't actually need to breath, Aria end sup inhaling several wafts of chloroform.. her body starting to give out quickly.. She'd finally escaped.. She couldn't give in. She tried feebly to stamp her foot, but it was no use.. her vision continued to blur, before she collapses altogether..

It was sometime later she came to, letting out a muffled groan.. A tight head harness was wrapped around her head, blocking her vision and filling her mouth to capacity. She was wearing some kind of leotard.. only it had no covering for her breasts or sex.. subconsciously closing her legs even as she realises that last bit. Her arms were forced back, together, as tight as possible it felt like, her elbows touching.. a single sleeve welding them together into one useless limb.. her hands were encased in long gloves as well by the feel of it. Her legs were similarly encased in stockings again, but her feet were en pointe.. and it doesn't take long for her to find out there's a very tall, pointy heel there as well. Some kind of tall collar was around he rneck, making it impossible to turn her head or even nod..

Before she can come to terms with her situation, shes grabbed roughly and hauled up. Dragged along, shes soon forced to stand between two posts, a rope pressing into her sex.. a rather wet rope, though what with she can't imagine. Her gag is removed, but before she can even try to speak, a huge plug is forced in and inflated to a massive size, drowning out her moans, before a muffled scream escapes her, something biting into her sensitive nipples! A sharp tug on them causes her to lurch forwards a little, but a leash attached to her armbinder stops her moving forwards enough to relieve the pressure completely.

"Hello Aria." The thief groans, hearing Mistress Whites voice.. this wasn't going to end well.. "Mistresses Black and Red have decided that you are no longer of use to us, and have given you to me to do with as I wish after what you did to me in your last little attempt to escape. I don't need to be so careful with you anymore.. And I have this new device to test, how convenient." Laughing a little, she reaches over and plucks the taut chain attached to the clamps, causing a muffled squeal from her captive.

"You're between two posts, on a treadmill. Once activated, you'll be forced to walk in those heels. The rope will also activate, sliding backwards and running through your little lips the whole time.. Your sex is probably already tingling from the fluid its soaked in, but if not.. Well.. You'll feel it when you notice its party pieces.." Chuckling, she moves her hand to Arias breasts, squeezing one roughly "These are of course clamped.. the clamps will be tugged on periodically. The slower you walk, the harder the yank will be. I wonder how far those little nubs can stretch.."

Stepping back, she admires the scene in front of her for a moment, then reaches for Arias face "And this gag.. Its a nice big plug as you already know.. what you don't see is the tube running from it to a handy little cylinder I have hanging here. Once I activate this machine, it'll release the serum inside into you.. I'm sure you're going to love its effects. But here's a warning.. You must not orgasm.. Unless you wan it to become permanent." Laughing, almost insanely as far as the trapped thief was concerned, the lady stepped over to the switch, admiring Arias form one last time before flicking it on. "Enjoy"

Aria erked, jolted a bit as the treadmill starts to move.. tugging on her breasts painfully for a moment before she can sort herself out.. But even then, it was hard to go fast in the cruel heels.. they were so tall! Even yank on her nipples reminding her that she snot going fast enough. But before she can try to figure that out, she suddenly gets a taste of something not unlike milk in the back of her throat.. the serum wad got into her! Then the rope kicked in, the cord suddenly slivering between her legs rapidly, cunningly designed so that its higher than her crotch, with her weight on it causing it to bow.. only increasing the torment. To make matters worse, every few inches was a large orb, soaked in the same aphrodisiac as the rest of the rope.

It goes on for sometime before she finally gasps.. she was aroused out of her mind, the rope never eased for even a moment as it assaults her poor sex, her breasts aching from the constant tug, her legs complaining from the constant forced walk.. But all bar the aphrodisiac suddenly paled compared to the surge in her breasts, a warm feeling starting deep within them and rapidly spreading to the entirety of the orbs. Blind, she can't be sure whats happening.. but as time passes, the tug on her nipples doesn't seem to pull them as far.. but she'd swear there was more weight..

Suddenly, causing a cry, her blindfold is removed, causing her to stumble, for a moment leaning more heavily on the rope, her nipples getting yanked painfully at the same time, sending a confused mixture of pleasure and discomfort through her. Blinking, she sees a mirror in front of her, built into the posts, her eyes widening in horror. Her breasts! Her poor breasts! They had grown dramatically! Her new orbs bounced with every step, large and round, perfectly shaped.. and when Mistress White lays her hand on the orb, it turns out they're significantly more sensitive as well.. her legs nearly buckling as the warm latex hand strokes it.. They were easily as sensitive as.. as.. she actually pales for a moment, before her blush comes back in force.. as sensitive as the most wonderful part of her sex, deep inside..

"Do you like them dear? I know you've being resisting that orgasm for some time, which is such a shame.. But how long can you hold out? There's a bit of the serum left dear, so you're gonna get a little bigger yet dear.. And heavier, naturally. But here's the most insidious thing about it all.." She grins evilly "If you have that little orgasm.. You'll be sporting these new orbs for good. The good news is the serum does wear off after awhile if you don't. You just need to not orgasm for.. " She smirks, leaving it hanging, before leaning in close and whispering into the wide eyed thiefs ear "..a week."

Stepping back, the deranged woman runs a hand over Arias extra large breasts gently, stroking the large orbs for a moment, sending ripples of ecstasy through poor Aria.. "Have fun dear.. A nurse will be in later to check on you.. Night night" She leaves the room, leaving Aria stumbling along on the treadmill, forced to stare at herself in the mirror thanks to the collar, watching her breasts bounce and sway with every step.. Wincing with every small tug on them.. her sex soaked in aphrodisiac from the rope and orbs.. She stares at her blushing face for a moment, and soon her eyes roll back...

-----To be continued?-----