Kira couldn’t quite recall when her obsession with latex had started, was it after she moved in with Tom?
It must have been, she didn’t remember unpacking any latex when she’d moved in with him a year ago.
Then again, most of the last year was a little… fuzzy.
She knew she’s quite her job at some point, just after dropping out of university, but she couldn’t remember the conversation with her old boss, or writing the letter to the admissions office.
There were things that were quite clear in her mind though, hours of kneeling before Tom, sucking his cock while he watch sports on TV, or gamed on his console.
Blissful pleasure from each thrust into her pussy from his dick as she squealed and cooed, begging him for more.
And the orgasms… oh they were very clear.
Her thoughts, such as they were, derailed as she heard the front door of the condo open… Tom was home.
Her pussy tingled and butterflies swarmed in her stomach as he tossed his bag onto the hallway table, his footsteps came closer and closer until he finally came into view.
She was so excited to show off her latest purchase, she’d changed into it almost an hour ago, after spending the day in her latex french maids outfit as she cleaned the condo and then prepared dinner.
Tom approached her, a smile on his lips, and she wanted nothing more than to drop to her knees before him, but instead she remained steady, not moving, not wanting to spoil the surprise she had for him.
He came in close and ran his index finger along her collar bone, then down between her breasts, before nodding in approval. She was about to speak when he raised his thumb up to her lips and traced around them, eliciting a moan from her.
She couldn’t help herself, she fell to her knees, knelt her head, held her hands up and presented what she’d been hiding behind her back to him.
There was silence for a moment, then he spoke, “Are you sure?” he asked simply.
She didn’t respond with words, instead pushing her hands up a little further, pushing her surprise slightly closer to him.
After a few more moments passed, he took it from her, “Alright then.” he said and then smooth her hair back, pulling it into a pony tail, before threading it through the latex hood she’d given him.
It took a few minutes for him to get it on her perfectly, taking several tries to get the eyes, nose and mouth lined up, but once he did, he took a step back to admire his handy work.
She almost orgasmed right then and there, not just from the feeling of the latex covering her face, but the knowledge that he would never see her face any other way again.
Kira was gone, only her owner’s latex drone remained, and all she could do was hope he would use her properly.
