LatexStories (WebArchive)

I entered the room and paused to take in the dimly lit scene before me, and then gently closed the door.

The room had been prepared immaculately and was exactly as planned.

Although only lit by a single red bulb, hidden deep inside an overhead glass lamp, I could still make out all the details.

Over by the far wall was a large bed, low to the floor like a futon and covered by several sheets of rippling black rubber. Piled on top by the back wall were several large pillows, again encased in rubber, only here red had been used as well as black.

The raw scent of latex was almost overpowering in its sweetness, but I knew that it wasn’t solely the sheeting and pillows that contributed towards this, between myself and the bed stood a large glass table.

On top of the table I could see four plastic boxes of varying sizes, and each was sealed with a lid. I knew that the cases contained a selection of rubber clothing that I was expected to wear, and this thought sent shivers of excitement through my naked body...