I’m Denise, the Rubber Slut, and I’m delighted to share my recent encounter with the Vinyl Queen at her dungeon playspace in San Francisco. First a little background on me…I’ve been into rubber and cross-dressing since my teens. My fetish really took off in my twenties when I started to accumulate many items into my rubber wardrobe which is now pretty extensive. It takes some patience to accumulate a latex wardrobe for cross-dressing since most of the best manufacturers are in Europe (Demask, Latexa, SkinTwo, and Kunzmann), and getting women’s items in large sizes can sometimes be difficult. Rubber is thrilling to me because of the feeling of imprisonment it gives, its sleek shiny and stretchy look, and its oily perfume. I’ve enjoyed many private sessions playing dress-up in my latex gear while fantasizing about playing the role of a rubber slut and serving a dominatrix. Latex and submission go hand-in-hand…when one is encased from head to toe in confining rubber, how could one not think about being a worthless slave to a powerful and dominant mistress?

I found the Vinyl Queen’s website on the internet. I was immediately drawn to her beauty, intelligence, and thorough understanding of all aspects of female domination as clearly demonstrated by the words and pictures on her site. After reading about how feminization is one of her favorite activities, I knew that a session with the Vinyl Queen would fulfill my lifelong fantasy. Although I knew she had a thing for vinyl, I wanted to be sure that she really understood rubber fetishism because the materials are not really the same. After a couple of e-mail exchanges it was clear to me that the Vinyl Queen knew exactly what rubber was all about and how she could use me for her pleasure — so I contacted her to arrange our first session.

Our first encounter was highly memorable, and I knew I had to see the Vinyl Queen again soon. However, I had never served TWO mistresses before. I was intrigued by the thought of being completely dominated by the Vinyl Queen and her lovely assistant, so I scheduled a three-hour session with both of them. During the week leading up to the session, the Vinyl Queen had sent me a few e-mails in which she described what was going to happen, and that sent my imagination running wild. When the day of the session finally arrived, my heart raced in nervous anticipation so much so that I couldn’t concentrate all day at work.

It was early evening. I entered the Vinyl Queen’s dungeon playspace in San Francisco and first went into her soft room. I prefer to don my rubber gear in private to allow the Vinyl Queen to discover what’s hiding under all that latex. Tonight I’ve chosen my favorite ensemble — I start by pulling on a pair of red latex panties whose crotch opening leaves everything accessible, then I roll on a pair of red latex stockings, lace up my red and black latex waist cincher, and fasten its garters to the stockings. Next, I pull on a black rubber T-shirt top over my bra which is stuffed with water-filled balloons giving me a nice pair of 40DD breasts, and I don and zip up my black and red miniskirt. I pull on my red latex helmet with the hair strands made of black latex ribbon, and my black elbow-length fingerless latex gloves. I complete my dressing activity by lacing up a pair of knee-high boots made of black latex. Now it’s time for the Vinyl Queen to come into the room to complete my transformation. Even though I have seen her before, I am still in total awe of her majestic presence. This evening, she has dressed herself in fine latex fetish gear and the sight of her standing there in her black latex top, miniskirt with red trim, stockings, gloves, and red heels drives me crazy.

I just feel so inferior looking at her, and I feel desperately compelled to please her completely over the course of the next several hours. She expertly applies blush, eye makeup, and “cocksucker” red lipstick and polish to my nails. She pauses for a minute to admire her handiwork and
how I have now become Denise, her Rubber Slut.