A notification appear on Maxine’s computer as she is getting ready to leave. A request for services, Someone is looking to have fun tonight Maxine thinks to herself. She reads further into the details of the request. Latex, breath-play, toys. This wasn’t a casual request. Whoever sent this knows what they want and knows Maxine can give it to them. She accepts the request and sets up the meeting times.

Maxine goes back to her “pleasure room” and begins her preparation for the evenings fun. She starts by shining her own latex catsuit. Making sure to oil up every bit of it to give it a shine that won’t be forgotten. Then she moves on to the latex attire the client will be wearing. Making sure there are no tears or stretches before shining. Maxine wipes down the seat she will be restraining her subject in prepping the fuck machine below just in case they wanted to be pleasured from their ass and their cock. She then takes out her gas mask, this is her main instrument for breath-play. Attaching one end of a hose to the mask and the other end to a bottle partially filled with water. Maxine tests the apparatus, drawing in a shallow breath. The slight resistance, the cool air filtering through the water, it’s perfect. She sets it aside, already anticipating the sight of it strapped to the clients face.

The doorbell rings, precisely on time. Maxine smirks; she’s happy that she didn’t have to wait long for her client to show up. She glides to the door in her gleaming catsuit, the material accentuating her curves. She opens it without hesitation.

And there stands Dan.

The shock hit her like a physical blow, taking her back. Dan, the one who stammers when ordering coffee, the one that gets excited for trivia Thursdays? He’s standing there, looking utterly terrified. His eyes wide, unable to meet her gaze.

“Dan,” she says, voice filled with surprise, losing its edge she reserves for the pleasure room. “This was your request?”

He looks away, Maxine can visually see him gulp. He gives a curt nod, “Yeah, it was me.”

Maxine looks at Dan, not sure where to take this, “Are you sure you want to do this with me?”

“I wouldn’t have sent this to you if I didn’t,” Dan said sounding a bit more sure of himself. “I’ve been friends with you for years. It’s not like you kept this a secret from me.”

“If that’s how you feel, then we can get started,” Maxine steps aside and beckons Dan into the house. “Now to set the rules. Once we begin you will be mine until we are finished, I’m not your friend, I’m your Dom. Your only job is to say obey me. Do you understand?”

Dan looks to her and nods with increasing confidence, “Yes, ma’am.”

“Good, now strip,” she commands. “Everything off and put this on,” she hands him a latex condom-suit. Dan looks at it with curiosity, never having worn one before he’s not sure how to begin. Maxine looks at him “would you like some help?”

“Yes Ma’am,” Dan said as he’s fumbling around with the suit. After a bit of time Dan is in, his cock and balls are sheathed by the latex. The suit fits well, outlining his skinny torso. Maxine walks around inspecting Dan, she unzips the rear of the suit exposing his ass.

“Come with me,” Maxine commands as she leads Dan towards the pleasure room. “You will be seated here for the duration of the evenings events. She points towards a leather clad chair with wrist, ankle, and neck restraints. Underneath is sits a dildo attached to a fuck machine angled upward to be inserted into whoever sits on the chair.

Dan’s eyes widen, feeling nervous he steps over and takes a seat.

Maxine begins fastening the restraints to hold him in place. She notices Dan’s cock becoming hard in the condom-suit. Perfect. She looks at Dan, “You look so wonderful, trapped on my chair,” she begins touching his cock. With each gentle touch she hears another sound from Dan. Maxine moves away and grabs the gas mask apparatus. “Just breath gently, it will feel difficult at first but you will get used to it quickly,” as she straps the mask to his face.