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“You’re sure about this right? It’s supposed to be this tight?” Scarlett asks as she looks back at herself, seeing the tight fitting latex suit that the other Dom helped her into while gently shuffling her wings while bound in their tight latex sheathes. She then looks to the stallion who volunteered to help her test this new style of suit for her submissive.
“I’m very sure. I’ve used this with my submissive all the time and she really enjoys it,” He replies as he walks around her while using his magic to gently tighten straps in specific areas around her body. “And now the suit’s on you perfectly. So, what type of scene did you think of doing with Galactic anyway Miss Scarlett?” He asks as he walks in front of her and sits on the bed behind him while giving her a smile.
“Well,” She starts as she looks back at her rear hooves, testing how her hooves worked with them with a gentle step then turns her gaze to the stallion. “The idea of the session was a lot of teasing and some impact play. Will really be playing the scene by ear this time. He appreciates some spontaneity in our scenes.”
Which served a purpose of making him grin as he looks over her latex covered form as he gets up from the bed and walks up before her. “Ready for the hood then My Lady?” He asks as the latex hood floated over in his magic to let her look it over.
She looks at it for a moment and swallows apprehensively before nodding. “Y-Yes. Let’s give it a shot.”
“Alright, then please close your eyes and let me guide you to the bed when it’s on,” He says as he lifts a hoof and gently sets it on her shoulder then speaks once more with a reassuring tone of voice. “Just breathe and you’ll be fine. Promise.”
Which made the Thestral mare smile and then let out a breath that she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. “Thank you. Let’s do this.”
He then nods and begins working the hood over her head, first pulling the hood inside out so he could first work with her muzzle and not suffocate her while putting it on. “You know I don’t seem doms who test the gear before their sub… you really are a unique sort of dom My Lady,” He then pulls it up over her head, the blindfold of the hood leaving her vision behind a thick but almost translucent latex which seemed to have a faint swirling pattern in it, then with a little more effort he pulled it further back along her head, mindful of her ears and helping them into the shaped pockets.
A feeling that made her first happy, considering the extra tufts of fur on her ears then almost flick them in slight apprehension. ‘Did he think that far ahead? I have heard of doms who do this sort of thing to show just how out of their league they are in comparison… but he doesn’t seem to be that type of stallion…’ She thought while his magic helped her ears settle in their own pockets, the layer of latex muffling her hearing a little but due to her species of pony she wasn’t as helpless as a normal mare would’ve been.
“And…” He starts as he holds the hood in place while giving it gentle tugs so that her mane could stick out of the top of it. After all, having your mane stuck down to your head is quite annoying. Then after tightening a few straps, one to keep the hood connected to the suit she wore, the muzzle that held her mouth shut and giving her ears a final check he moved to stand in front of her with a grin on his face. “With that you’re fully in the suit. How does it feel?”
She moans into the muzzle that he’d tightened and then looks back toward her bound wings then takes a small step to see how she’d manage to walk, testing how easily her lovely sub could try and make an ‘escape’ attempt, which nearly made her loose her balance due to the heels built into the suit. Which made her look toward him and nod her head instead of trying any vocal answers.
“That’s good to hear. You’re just lucky I work with latex like this for a living and you’re quite a famous seamstress. Up there with Miss Rarity if I’ve heard right through the grapevine,” He says as he gently sets a hoof on her shoulder and then picks her up with his magic. “Now I recall during our negotiations you said you’d like me to leave you for about fifteen minutes right? Work out how to best plan the session and how to mess with his head?”
As she was initially lifted, she tried to spread her wings but as she felt the latex wrapped around them keep them tightly bound in place and unable to spread she found herself involuntarily trying to find purchase with her hooves before looking in the direction of his voice and nodding with a soft moan.
He then gently sets her on the bed on her hooves. “If you can get yourself into position then I can activate the spell and let you struggle and figure things out.”
She glances toward his direction and then hums into the muzzle as she slowly spreads her rear legs and lowers her chest to the soft sheets, her head being supported by a pillow he’d supplied so she’d have good support while figuring things out. Then with some minor struggle, she get her front legs beneath herself so her chest and head was supporting herself then nodded as she saw his faint shadow enter her line of sight, well as much as she could see anyway.
“You sure that’s it?” He asks curiously as he leans his head in a little, seeing just how she’d want her sub during their fun.
She moans loudly into her muzzle and nods once again, this time with much more gusto.
“Alright then. You remember the safeword and tune so here it goes,” He says as he steps back as magic flares around his horn then the latex seems to stiffen around the mare, barely leaving her any wiggle room. “Don’t you worry, I’m sure you will come up with quite a nice plan,” He says as he leaves her to her thoughts, taking a seat in the far corner of his bedroom with a good book.
As Scarlett felt just how restrictive her movements had gotten after his spell, she closed her eyes and imagined her sub in her position, utterly helpless to anything she wanted to do and how he might react to such a scenario. ‘Galactic my Dear, you’re going to love what I’ve got in mind.’
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Story :
“You’re sure about this right? It’s supposed to be this tight?” Scarlett asks as she looks back at herself, seeing the tight fitting latex suit that the other Dom helped her into while gently shuffling her wings while bound in their tight latex sheathes. She then looks to the stallion who volunteered to help her test this new style of suit for her submissive.
“I’m very sure. I’ve used this with my submissive all the time and she really enjoys it,” He replies as he walks around her while using his magic to gently tighten straps in specific areas around her body. “And now the suit’s on you perfectly. So, what type of scene did you think of doing with Galactic anyway Miss Scarlett?” He asks as he walks in front of her and sits on the bed behind him while giving her a smile.
“Well,” She starts as she looks back at her rear hooves, testing how her hooves worked with them with a gentle step then turns her gaze to the stallion. “The idea of the session was a lot of teasing and some impact play. Will really be playing the scene by ear this time. He appreciates some spontaneity in our scenes.”
Which served a purpose of making him grin as he looks over her latex covered form as he gets up from the bed and walks up before her. “Ready for the hood then My Lady?” He asks as the latex hood floated over in his magic to let her look it over.
She looks at it for a moment and swallows apprehensively before nodding. “Y-Yes. Let’s give it a shot.”
“Alright, then please close your eyes and let me guide you to the bed when it’s on,” He says as he lifts a hoof and gently sets it on her shoulder then speaks once more with a reassuring tone of voice. “Just breathe and you’ll be fine. Promise.”
Which made the Thestral mare smile and then let out a breath that she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. “Thank you. Let’s do this.”
He then nods and begins working the hood over her head, first pulling the hood inside out so he could first work with her muzzle and not suffocate her while putting it on. “You know I don’t seem doms who test the gear before their sub… you really are a unique sort of dom My Lady,” He then pulls it up over her head, the blindfold of the hood leaving her vision behind a thick but almost translucent latex which seemed to have a faint swirling pattern in it, then with a little more effort he pulled it further back along her head, mindful of her ears and helping them into the shaped pockets.
A feeling that made her first happy, considering the extra tufts of fur on her ears then almost flick them in slight apprehension. ‘Did he think that far ahead? I have heard of doms who do this sort of thing to show just how out of their league they are in comparison… but he doesn’t seem to be that type of stallion…’ She thought while his magic helped her ears settle in their own pockets, the layer of latex muffling her hearing a little but due to her species of pony she wasn’t as helpless as a normal mare would’ve been.
“And…” He starts as he holds the hood in place while giving it gentle tugs so that her mane could stick out of the top of it. After all, having your mane stuck down to your head is quite annoying. Then after tightening a few straps, one to keep the hood connected to the suit she wore, the muzzle that held her mouth shut and giving her ears a final check he moved to stand in front of her with a grin on his face. “With that you’re fully in the suit. How does it feel?”
She moans into the muzzle that he’d tightened and then looks back toward her bound wings then takes a small step to see how she’d manage to walk, testing how easily her lovely sub could try and make an ‘escape’ attempt, which nearly made her loose her balance due to the heels built into the suit. Which made her look toward him and nod her head instead of trying any vocal answers.
“That’s good to hear. You’re just lucky I work with latex like this for a living and you’re quite a famous seamstress. Up there with Miss Rarity if I’ve heard right through the grapevine,” He says as he gently sets a hoof on her shoulder and then picks her up with his magic. “Now I recall during our negotiations you said you’d like me to leave you for about fifteen minutes right? Work out how to best plan the session and how to mess with his head?”
As she was initially lifted, she tried to spread her wings but as she felt the latex wrapped around them keep them tightly bound in place and unable to spread she found herself involuntarily trying to find purchase with her hooves before looking in the direction of his voice and nodding with a soft moan.
He then gently sets her on the bed on her hooves. “If you can get yourself into position then I can activate the spell and let you struggle and figure things out.”
She glances toward his direction and then hums into the muzzle as she slowly spreads her rear legs and lowers her chest to the soft sheets, her head being supported by a pillow he’d supplied so she’d have good support while figuring things out. Then with some minor struggle, she get her front legs beneath herself so her chest and head was supporting herself then nodded as she saw his faint shadow enter her line of sight, well as much as she could see anyway.
“You sure that’s it?” He asks curiously as he leans his head in a little, seeing just how she’d want her sub during their fun.
She moans loudly into her muzzle and nods once again, this time with much more gusto.
“Alright then. You remember the safeword and tune so here it goes,” He says as he steps back as magic flares around his horn then the latex seems to stiffen around the mare, barely leaving her any wiggle room. “Don’t you worry, I’m sure you will come up with quite a nice plan,” He says as he leaves her to her thoughts, taking a seat in the far corner of his bedroom with a good book.
As Scarlett felt just how restrictive her movements had gotten after his spell, she closed her eyes and imagined her sub in her position, utterly helpless to anything she wanted to do and how he might react to such a scenario. ‘Galactic my Dear, you’re going to love what I’ve got in mind.’
Please, dont forget to leave a comment, I want know how improved my work.
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You want a commission ? go here : Commission Chart
Art by : Damlanil
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