Kinktober 2021, day thirteen: Latex

Read the first two parts of this story here and here.

Inch by inch the miserable creature that had once been Carmen Pérez shuffled toward an unknown fate. Naked and bound, her ankles separated by an inch or two of chain, her head encased in a solid metal ball, the pitiable girl was utterly helpless. She was but a malleable plaything of the malevolent beings that controlled the labyrinth.

The depraved deity watching over its new human toy guided her along toward her ultimate fate. So long as she was walking - or at least shuffling helplessly forward - the deity would ease her mind and rob it of all fear and panic. She would still be conscious of her wretched position, but would stay in control of her mind. She would know to keep walking, endlessly, so long as she wished to remain sane...

Carmen’s foot suddenly sunk into something cold and slippery. Carmen flinched, trying to pull her foot out of the goo, but whatever it was that she’d stepped in had ensnared her ankle. Carmen stopped walking, and within seconds her waking nightmare had resumed. She jerked, unable to scream though her oppressive, throat-distending gag. She began to struggle in vain as she felt the viscous liquid flow up her leg.

“Embrace your fate…” the voice whispered in her ear. “You have no power to stop it.”

Carmen paid no heed to the voice. She tried to shake the liquid off her leg, her hands and arms twisting violently behind her back as the liquid spread rapidly across her body, pressing itself against her skin. It had soon covered both of her legs and accelerated upward, covering her tummy and spreading itself across her chest and shoulders. It flooded down her arms and pulled firmly at them, bonding them against her back and rendering them immobile. Her hands were soon encapsulated, forced to clasp tightly together behind her back. Toys had no need of hands or arms...

The transformation was complete. From her neck down to her toes Carmen was covered in a seamless black latex-like material that clung to her body like a second skin, with only her tortured breasts left on display. Carmen snorted violently for breath, trying to scream, trying to struggle as she felt the latex bond to her skin.

That was not all that Carmen felt. Pressure was mounting against her pussy and asshole, thick latex tendrils nudging against her holes. Carmen shuddered, her ass cheeks clenching as she tried to resist. It was the only resistance she could muster.

It did her no good. For a moment or two Carmen held out, before finally she was doubly penetrated, her stomach clenching as her ass and pussy were violently stuffed. Carmen stumbled, snorting as the two tendrils rapidly expanded within her, filling her to capacity and then some.

Carmen began to hyperventilate, desperate snorting noises issuing forth from the two small holes formed in her metal helmet. It was too much, it was too much, it was -!

The two latex insertions suddenly started to pulse and vibrate incredibly hard. Carmen stumbled again, inhaling sharply, quivering on the spot as she was quickly overwhelmed by the immensely pleasurable sensations. Despite her torture and torment Carmen found herself quickly and forcefully brought to orgasm, the helpless girl cumming in complete silence. She bucked hard on the spot, almost collapsing over.

“Walk, Carmen. Walk and you will know only pleasure. Stop, and you will suffer…”

The two tendrils inside of Carmen suddenly morphed, blunted spikes bursting forth from them and spearing her insides. Carmen jerked, spasming in pain. Some of the latex swirled around her breasts, squeezing them harder, her taut flesh growing even darker in colour as her breasts bulged like overinflated balloons.

Carmen put her left, latex-covered foot forward and the spikes in the insertions retracted; the latex squeezing her breasts remained tight. Right foot forward. Left. Right. The squeezing stopped and the insertions began to vibrate slowly, and Carmen’s mind was wiped of its fear and panic. The throat-stretching gag reduced in volume ever so slightly, just enough to let Carmen’s moan be heard.

“Ghh-ghhhhcck….”

Left foot. Right foot. Left foot. Carmen shuffled along mindlessly. So long as she walked her mind remained blissfully blank, her pussy and ass forever stimulated by the two pulsing, vibrating tendrils, leaving her in a state of almost perpetual orgasm. So long as she walked, Carmen would never need to suffer. Her controlling deity kept a watch over her, enjoying its captive’s continuous moans of ecstasy. To have such power and control over a mortal, to keep her walking, endlessly, was a pure delight...

Years passed. Decades. Centuries.

The deity had long since abandoned Carmen, and Carmen had long since gone insane, leaving nothing behind but a mindless latex and metal-covered girl shape. It shuffled endlessly through the infinite passageways of the labyrinth, cumming and moaning endlessly, without thought, without purpose. On occasion various deities would come across it, only to leave it be. It was just another of the labyrinth’s many broken toys…

Inch by inch the miserable creature that had once been Carmen Pérez shuffled eternally forward...