Mountains of Rubber: Chapter 1, Arrival

Daniella finished her dinner. By now her mind had totally shut down. She was a cat. She swallowed the last of the yummy grilled chicken, lapped some more water from her bowl, and did a loooong stretch of her back. She could feel her tail, waving in the air, back and forth. There were no words in her head, but the idea of "back and forth" made her sink deeper and deeper into cat-ness. She laid her chin on the kitchen floor, and looked at the open door, where she could see MzDominica from behind in her chair, typing on her laptop.

While Daniella had been eating, Mistress had changed to a nice, comfortable robe and fluffy slippers. Music was playing, and Mistress' right foot was swinging, tapping with the beat. That fluffy slipper, moving, bump-bump-ba-da-bump-ba-da, caught the cat's attention, and she was going to sneak up on it, and pounce!

Step, by quiet step, kitty slinked across the kitchen floor, her whole world that bouncy, fluffy animal, centered in the focus of her vision. Low to the floor, her belly slid across the surface. Closer... closer... Almost ready to jump!!

Dominica's right hand gently trailed a caress down kitty's head to her shoulder. Mmmmmm, felt so good! Kitty rubbed her left cheek against Mistress' hand, rolling her forehead against Mistress' wrist. Kitty looked up at her Mistress, and felt herself lost in the beautiful gaze of her swirling green eyes. Mistress' fingers stroked the underside of kitty's chin.

"Time to wake up, little kitty!" Dominica said, her voice so sweet and seductive. "Up, my pet. Be my Daniella, now. Get up on your knees, slave! Sit back on your heels."

Daniella didn't even notice that a change had happened. She simply knelt at Dominica's feet, legs separated, mind open. Too deeply tranced even to realize she was being mindlessly obedient.

"Good girl!" Dominica ran her finger over Daniella's lips. The slave shivered, her eyes closing with lust and delight.

"Oh, no, little slut," Dominica said. "Open those eyes. You have work to do."

Daniella's eyes opened, but understanding was slow to arrive.

Dominica gazed forcefully into Daniella's eyes. The slave was unable to resist. Unable to look away. She could only gaze back, worshiping. Her mind empty -- ready to be filled with her Mistress' will.

"Your strip tease was very delightful, Daniella -- but your clothes are still here, in a heap on the floor. You need to put those away, in your room -- neatly! Folded, and neat. And you need to clear away the dishes and wash them. Do you understand me, slave?"

Daniella was... she was... Was she Daniella? Or Dan? She felt confused.

"My little rubber maid, aren't you, Daniella?"

Ohhhhhh, yes! She was Daniella. She couldn't even quite remember what had confused her a moment ago. She nodded, eager to please.

"Now, stand up. Clean up. Wash the dishes -- and your kitty bowls, my little pet." Dominica traced another gentle stroke along Daniella's left cheek. "When you're done, I have a special treat for you. Get to work, now!"

Daniella felt energized. She stood up, turned to pick up her pile of clothes. A bit of naughtiness entered her head, and she pushed her ass up high while she bent over, her long sexy legs so straight. She couldn't resist wiggling her ass, just a little.

Whap!

Dominica had given her a sharp spank across both buttocks!

Daniella almost didn't dare admit to herself how much she had liked that. But she knew her Mistress meant business. She quickly gathered her clothes, tucked them under one arm, then took the plate, silverware, wineglass, and box from the table. She realized she'd run out of room to carry anything more, and the wine bottle was still there. Dominica glared up at her, wordlessly, one eyebrow arched, challengingly. What to do? Daniella paused for a moment, undecided, and finally risked taking away what she could carry NOW, and would come back for the wine bottle in a minute.

She trotted, barefoot, to the kitchen. Set the dinnerware down. Took her clothes to her room, folded them, put them by the pallet there. Back to the kitchen. No, wait, back to the dining table. Take the wine bottle. Dominica ignored her, focused on her laptop. Somehow, Daniella felt she was doing something right. Back to the kitchen. Corked the bottle, picked up the bowls, filled the sink, washed, rinsed, dried, put away. Wiped everything clean. Why, why, why, was her pussy dripping so much? Why was she shaking? She wanted only to please Mistress! She wanted... she wanted...

"On your knees, slave!" Dominica had walked into the kitchen, and was standing in the doorway, her arms crossed.

Daniella stifled a yelp, and dropped to the floor, her lust feeding her fear, her fear feeding her lust. She didn't know what was going to happen. She was scared, and hopeful, and... and... Daniella's touched her forehead to the floor, aching to please her Mistress.

She could hear MzDominica walking around the kitchen. Stopping here and there. Opening cabinets. Daniella began to shake. She couldn't help herself.

"Good job, my little slave."

Daniella's shaking stopped. She melted into the floor, from sheer pleasure. Quietly, she awaited her Mistress' next words.

"I have a special treat for you outside, my little slut," she said. "Stay on your knees, and crawl. Follow me. Follow... Follow..."

Daniella's mind went completely blank, and she crawled, following wherever her Mistress' form led. Out of the kitchen to the hallway, then through the living room, to another door. A door that led outside. 

Dark. Cold. The sound of crickets everywhere. A whooshing sound, and a loud humming. Daniella was so focused on Dominica's feet, she didn't notice the soft glow of light, but she could feel the warmth on her left side, and could smell the chlorinated water. 

The hot tub whooshed and bubbled, just outside Daniella's awareness, which was all focused on her Mistress. Then she was treated to the glorious vision of her mistress opening her robe, dropping it to the wooden deck, and stepping slowly, naked into the hot tub. Dominica stood, waist deep, for just a moment, then sank into the warm, bubbling water, just her head above the surface. Then she turned and looked at Daniella, who had stopped moving, thinking -- even her breathing was so shallow, it was hardly noticeable.

Dominica smiled at her slave, on her knees, her naked skin highlighted by the soft lights from the pool.

"Come in, my little rubber slut! Come closer to your Mistress! Get into the nice, warm water, and sink down with Dominica!"

Daniella didn't even notice herself moving. Somehow, she seemed to flow into the hot tub, next to her Mistress. Dominica guided her to a seat, positioned so a jet of water shot directly at her aching sex. Ohhhhh, so warm and good. Thrumming, throbbing, pumping.

"You cannot cum, Daniella. Not till I give you permission. Feel the water jet, caressing your pussy, invading you, molesting you. Closer and closer to an orgasm. Closer, and closer, and closer. But not yet, little girl. I have plans for you, and you cannot cum, yet. Repeat it, slave. You cannot cum, yet!"

"I cannot cum, yet," Daniella barely whispered. Ohhhhh, so warm and good. Mistress was so good to her, teasing her, torturing her, seducing her, forever, and ever, and ever.

"That's right. You cannot cum, yet. Just feel yourself sinking into the water, next to me. Sinking... sinking... sinker... sinker... siiiiinkerrrr! Down, and down, with me, into the warm, bubbling water. So warm. So soft. In my arms, Daniella. Sinker... sinker... sinker..."

Daniella felt so warm all over, the water jet pumping, pumping, pumping into her pussy. Her eyes kept drifting closed, then opening again, unable to look away from Dominica's beautiful eyes, somehow even deeper green in the light from the hot tub. Deeper and deeper green...

"Deeper and deeper, Daniella," Dominica whispered. "Deeper and deeper into the warm, bubbling water. Feel the water jet on your pussy. Feel my hands, gently squeezing your breasts."

Daniella's eyes slowly opened again. She hadn't realized they'd been closed. Dominica was holding up the black latex glove again, so close to the slave's face. Even over the hot tub, she could still smell the rubber, sharp and a little acrid. It smelled so good.

"Rubber slave must obey Dominica. Rubber slave must obey Dominica. Deeper and deeper, Daniella. Watch the rubber glove. See the pretty black rubber. See the lights reflect off its surface. So shiny. So shiny." She was swinging the glove again. "So shiny. You feel so aroused, and yet you cannot move. You are so hot, and yet you are frozen in place. Watch the shiny, shiny glove swing back and forth, back and forth. So pretty. Every swing back and forth, is a gentle caress on your breasts. A gentle stroke on your wet pussy. So close to orgasm. So close."

Daniella was panting now. She wanted to squirm in the warm bubbling water, the jet felt so good -- but she could not move. Her hands lay limply at her sides. Her legs were wide apart, letting the warm, bubbly jet caress her sex, more and more urgently.

"Look up, now, Daniella. Open your eyes, and look up. Talk to me. Tell me what you see."

Daniella's eyes opened, completely beyond her own control, and she gazed up into the night sky. Far away from the city, the sky was inky black -- yet ablaze with stars. Thousands and thousands of twinkling lights floated above, and overhead was the wide path of the Milky Way. Barely able to speak, she managed to mumble, "Stars."

"Mmmmm, that's right, pretty girl. Stars. In a deep black sky. Look over here, Daniella. What do you see, that's all deep black?"

Daniella's vision seemed to trail, as she brought herself to look back at Dominica, gently swinging the rubber glove back and forth. Back and forth. Her lips made a bubble as she said, "Rubber."

"That's right, babi. Black, shiny rubber. Look at the shiny lights on the rubber. Watch them swing, back and forth. Feel your pussy being rubbed by the water. Mmmmm, so good. Now look up again. What do you see?"

Daniella looked up again, at the inky black, with the pretty twinkling lights.

"Now, back down here. Look at the pretty rubber glove again. Closer and closer to cumming. Back and forth. Look at the shiny lights. Back and forth. Now look up again."

Back and forth. The rubber glove. The sky. The rubber glove. The sky. Daniella felt the hot jet of water caressing her pussy, invading her, fucking her. Her nipples ached. Rubber. Sky. Rubber. Sky. The stars began to look like highlights on rubber. On shiny rubber. Black, pretty rubber.

"Look up, again. What do you see?"

Daniella whispered one word, "Rubber."

"CUM!!!" Dominica commanded. "Cum! Cum now, whore. Cum! Cum to the rubber. Cum!"

Daniella's hips began to pump, and her knees rose up toward her shoulders, while she orgasmed over and over again, into the stream of bubbling water in the hot tub.

"Cum! Obey! Cum! Obey! Cum in the water! Cum now!"

Moaning, whimpering, Daniella spasmed again and again. It was such a release, she felt like she was turning inside out.

"Cum, slave, cum! Cum, slave, cum! Cum! Cum!" Even with her hands wet, Dominica snapped her fingers over and over, as Daniella gazed up into the shiny rubber sky and came, helplessly, unable to resist.

"Good girl," MzDominica cooed. "Now drift. Just float here for a moment. Gaze up into the shiny black sky and drift. Think of all the pretty rubber, wrapped tight around you. So warm, and clingy. Mmmmm."

Daniella sat in the hot tub, her knees high, arms still at her sides. Not a thought in her head, her eyes gazed up into the sky, a big smile on her face.

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That's Part One -- and the weekend is just starting! Daniella has ALL night ahead of her, and Mistress has lots of exciting, rubbery plans for the little slut!