Another opportunity for My collared slave to use his rubber sleepsack with matching hood, this time on the floor of My dungeon and secured with rope. No blindfold and no gag on this occasion.
After approximately an hour and 20 minutes, My slave announced that if he remained in this position for much longer, it was highly likely that he would not be able to prevent an orgasm.
What a interesting prospect… My slave having an orgasm without My assistance!
I did nothing for awhile after this proclamation and simply towered over My slave, tormenting him even further by occasionally placing My boot on top of his family jewels. Then it was time to put My fingers into action and I rubbed some lube all over the crotch area of his rubber sleepsack, paying particular attention to smooth out any lumps and bumps I could feel through the latex *wicked smile*.
It did not take long for My magic fingers to do its work and My slave was soon writhing (as best he could within his restrictive condition), in ecstatic bliss via a forced orgasm – his first within the confines of latex.
What can My slave expect in his next session?