Elizabeth Andrews : Latex Catsuit, Armbinder, Ballet Boot Training
40 photos; 14:18 video
I’m dressed in a tight black latex cat suit with leather ballet boots, waiting for the Boss to meet me in his office. I’ve asked him to undergo a training session with me. He enters the office, asking me why I’m leaned up against his desk. I laugh and tell him that my toes are currently resting before the brutal ballet boot training begins. He readies a ledermeister armbinder and then slides it up my arms. I try to keep my balance as I push my arms down the soft leather, so they can be tightly cinched together. The pain in my toes starts as I teeter in the ballet boots. Once my arms are tightly laced, the boss allows me some reprieve but only for my toes. He shoves an inflatable gag into my mouth and straps it on tightly. Mr. Big Boss grabs the bulb and gives it a pump. My eyes grow wide as the butterfly pump in my mouth grows larger, stretching my cheeks.
Next, he applies leather straps to my upper body, pinning my leather encased arms down to my body. The straps feel so tight over top of my latex cat suit. He then adds a collar and a leash and asks me if I am ready to begin the training. I shake my head no, but I stand up slowly in the heels. The first step is always the worst, applying all your weight to the very tip of your toe as you prepare yourself for the next step. He leads me back and forth in front of his desk. The pain is excruciating but my will power to complete the training over rides the pain. The more I walk in the ballet boots, the easier it becomes. I try to forget about the pain and focus on my balance. Though at times, the pain overrode the balance and I became quite unstable. My mouth was filling up with drool as I continued to take laps. The Boss promised me if I could make it to the chair on my own and sit down, that I could have a break. I did so, but the break was not very long. The second time around, the pace was faster. I was determined to make it through this training.
Finally, he lets go of the leash and asks me to walk on my own. I precariously put one foot in front of the other, realizing if I fell that I didn’t have any way to brace my fall. I made it to the chair on my own, and tried to gracefully sit down. Drool strings flowed from the bottom of my gag, as I relaxed my toes. He comes over to me and pumps my gag, making my mouth stretch to its limits. He bids me farewell as I sit there and suffer with the huge gag in my mouth, my toes aching, and the leather straps laboring my breathing. While he is gone, I decide to stand up and see if I can walk on my own. I find my way to the middle of his desk and sit down, not sure if I should go any further… .
Latex Catsuit, Ballet Boots, Armbinder, Inflatable Gag, Ballet Boot Walking, Collar Lead, Training, Drool, Leather straps, Leather bondage, fetish
Item #0157