Fetish + BDSM Fiction

I was arrested for being an accessory to a bank robbery, I was the driver. Most of the guys skip the country after getting their share; unfortunately for me the police traced the car back to me and arrested me on the day I was flying out of the country. I was sentenced to 3 months in a maximum security penitentiary. I kept to myself most of the times; life behind bars is pretty basic. Like all maximum security prisons, the authorities had gone out of their way to make sure the inmates suffer. We are only issued 1 set of uniform – white T, jockstraps, orange prison coverall and a pair of boots. None of the inmates are allowed to showers, like the animals that we are, the guards hose us down in our cell once a week. My daily routine pretty much consists of working as part of a road gang for a new freeway that the government is building, and I spent the evenings either working out in the gym or in my cell. Life in prison has a lot of down time, you hear stories of inmates being raped othe...

Part one Introducing to rubber and travelling to big city I have seen quite lots of pics on rubber in internet and step by step got interesting to have some myself. So I picked up some links from pages where I saw interesting pics on rubber suit and other nice pieces like hoods, gags, plugs, tails etc. Finally I got enough courage and money to order my first rubber, full bodysuit and nice gasmask hood. I waited those items coming very keenly and finally after a few weeks I got them. I rushed to post office to get them and back to home. Hardly closing the front door I teared the packet and there they where! My first rubber smelling weird but nice. My cock got hard at once and I was very surprised. Uhhh how could rubber make such a reaction on me? Well getting more horny with my new shiny rubber suit and specially the hood and run to my shower room, threw all the clothes away and put rubber suit on, got my gasmask hood and stepped to mirror and then solemnly pulled the hood on and zipped...