HAZELS LAST CALL!!

By oddball

 

By the time hazel had reached the house it was beginning to get

dark "oh well only this one to do then its off home to a warm

mug of coffee" she thought to herself.

Hazel had been a door to door canvasser selling loft

conversions and double glazing for two years and really enjoyed

meeting new people .

So as she drove up to the large house which nestled in a small

copse just of the main road she felt certain she could sell one of

her companies conversion kits, "especially here " she thought to

herself ,she was determined to sell a conversion to these

customers as her boss had told her "for the last three years they

have had someone call to show them the latest styles and prices,

but no one has ever got the order, so as you are our best ,so head

office has told me ,you can have a go!" .

Hazel noted the sarcasm in his voice mainly because it was her

that had sent all the last returns in to the head office and got the

credit of clear records and good figures while he had been on

vacation.

And she was sure he knew that she wanted his job, so that was

why she had been given this job ,he was hoping she would fail

like all the rest and that would look bad on her record.

Hazel was in her mid thirties slim and shapely with her black

hair cut in a classic bob cut her long brown wool coat covered

her black knee length skirt and waist length jacket both made

from soft black leather her outfit was completed with short black

leather gloves and 3 inch heeled shoes also in black.

She had found that this combination usually had her male

customers drooling to sign ,and beings as she was going to see a

MR. Hanson she had no doubt, it had a good chance of working

again ,so grabbing her briefcase she got out of her jaguar walked

to the house and rang the doorbell.

After a few seconds the door was opened by a tall slim woman

of about forty with a huge mop of black curly hair as soon as

Hazel saw the woman look her up and down Hazel knew this

might not be so easy ,so being a good saleswoman she began to

go to work on the woman " hello my name is hazel Johnson and

I’m here to see you and your husband about a loft conversion

hope I haven’t kept you waiting " she said trying to sound like

she was busier than she was .

" Not at all dear but I m afraid my husband has just had to pop

out for a short while ,but wont you come in and wait for him?"

the woman said beckoning Hazel to go into the lounge.

"thank you " hazel replied and went into the lounge.

"could I take your coat ?" she said helping Hazel remove her

woollen coat.

" my word I do like your leather suit miss Johnson, was it

expensive ?"she added

" now just sit down and I`ll get us a cup of coffee while we

wait for my husband , and before Hazel could say anything the

woman had gone.

As Hazel sat there trying to work out how she had gotten her

first impression of Mrs. Hanson so wrong she noticed a

magazine on the coffee table , nothing wrong she thought till she

realised it was called "rubber bondage" unable to help herself

she picked it up and began to flick through the pages as she did

so she saw lots of pictures of both men and women dressed in

tight rubber costumes and bound and gagged" oh god what are

these people into" she thought

It was at this point that Mrs Hanson returned with the coffee

unexpectedly.

Hurriedly Hazel tried to hide the magazine but she was to slow

"I’m sorry I didn’t mean to be nosy but I haven’t seen anything

like that before " Hazel said trying not to blushe .

" But you would have seen it anyway it was put there for you to

see so you could see what we require " she said carrying on like

nothing wrong.

" what you require?" hazel answered back

" yes as you have probably realised my husband and I are into

rubber and bondage . and we want you to convert our loft into a

rubber playroom" she added carrying on preparing the coffee .

"you mean you both dress up in rubber and do this" she said

pointing to a picture of a bound up woman wearing a tight

rubber dress.

" yes ! tell you what come and have a look at our rubber

collection!!" she said grabbing Hazels hand and leading her up

towards the top of the house.

Once at the top of the stairs they entered a small attic room the

smell of rubber was overpowering but soon Hazel could`nt smell

it anymore.

As she looked around she saw loads of rubber garments in all

sorts of colours but mostly black and red, also around the room

there were tables ,chairs ,poles and ropes and pulleys hanging

from the roof .

Hazel stood there her mouth open in shock for a few moments

then said "but what do you get out of it?- What does it feel like

to wear this stuff ?"she said stroking a rubber dress .

" why don’t you find out?" Mrs Hanson said a smile growing

across her face.

"what!!" Hazel answered

" yes lets see now -oh yes that’s perfect!!" she said grabbing an

arm full of rubber stuff and handing them to hazel" now you can

change in here " she said pushing hazel into a small changing

room type affair" now it might be a bit tight but once on it will

look great" and with that shut the door.

Looking at the rubber stuff she had been given, Hazel thought"

oh well might as well as after this their sure to by a loft

conversion ,and as the boss says these people are hard to please

I`ll get this order at any cost and I`ll soon have his job " and so

began to remove her own clothes .

Once she was naked she saw that she had been given a black

rubber dress, stockings ,gloves and thigh high rubber boots ,so

she began by putting on the rubber stockings which were very

tight .

Seconds later she had pulled on one of the long rubber boots

and found it reached up to her thigh, as she pulled up the zip

the rubber boot became very tight moments later she had

them both on, as she stood there she could see how her legs had

become sheathed in a skin of tight black rubber at first Hazel

could hardly bend her legs but when the thick rubber of the

boots got a bit warmer they became very soft and easy to

move around in.

"Now for the dress" she thought and picked up the rubber

dress holding it up she saw it was a simple sheath dress with

long sleeve’s and a front zip which went right up to the neck,

where there was a wide rubber strap which acted as a collar

of the rubber dress , soon Hazel had stepped into the

rubber dress and was pulling it up and over her hips ,as

she pulled it higher up her body it got very tight across

her thighs and bottom .

Next Hazel put her arms into the rubber sleeves and

slid the rest of the dress on ,once on Hazel saw that the

rubber skirt part of the dress had been pulled incredibly

tight over her thighs ,so her entire lower body was coated

in tight black rubber reaching down Hazel slid her hands

over her rubber covered body and realised that she was

becoming turned on by this kinky rubber outfit.

Grabbing hold of the zipper she began to pull up the

front zip as she did ,it got tighter across her breasts and

shoulders ,at one stage Hazel thought the zip would not close

but with a finale effort she managed to get the zip to the top

When it had zipped right up she pulled the 3 inch wide

strap tightly around her neck. as he stood there she began to

run her hands over her rubber covered body again, next she

pulled on the rubber gloves which reached to her elbows

,they were a bit to small but once on they felt all right, then

stood for a while stroking her rubber covered body "well well

if it isn’t a kinky rubber doll" she said laughing to herself.

"what would my boss say if he could see me now ,he

probably wouldn’t even say a thing ,mind you some of the things

he has said in the past he would probably get turned on by this

kinky rubber stuff.!! " she said breaking into a large grin.

While Hazel had been putting on the rubber costume she

hadn’t noticed it had gone quite in the other room so when Hazel

went back into the room she was confronted by Mrs Hanson now

dressed in a full rubber catsuit boots ,cloak and hood with holes

for her eyes and mouth cut out sitting in on a throne the other

side of the attic room .

" my word miss Johnson that rubber uniform looks like it was

made for you ,come here so I can have a closer look!" she said

stroking a rubber strap she held .

When Hazel began to walk across the room she found just how

tight the rubber stuff she wore really was and the way it creaked

and squeaked as she moved slowly across the room "my god

how do you stand these clothes being so tight and so thick, its

almost impossible to walk in this rubber dress, I think I`ll have

to take it off!".

" not just yet ! please try to get here so I can have a closer look

" Mrs Hanson said walking towards Hazel and meeting her in

the middle of the room.

"You know that rubber uniform looks so good on you it shows

of your slim waist so much better than your leather things did,

but lets finish getting you dressed shall we?" she said holding up

a long black rubber trenchcoat.

"You want me to put on that rubber coat as well as all this other

rubber stuff I’m wearing ,I won’t be able to move at all in that

?"Hazel replied .

" now come on dear only this lovely rubber coat left then you

will be fully dressed like our old mannequin doll used to be look

I`ll show you!" and with that Mrs. Hanson went to the throne

and came back with some photos which showed a mannequin

doll wearing all the rubber things she now wore, and tightly

strapped to a pole with some rubber straps.

"you see this is how we used to dress the doll before it was

punctured and had to be thrown away" Mrs.Hanson added " now

if you would please?" and with that she held open the black

rubber coat for hazel to put on.

Why she did it ,she didn’t know but soon Hazel had slid her

arms down the sleeves of the rubber coat and Mrs. Hanson had

begun to button it up, once all the buttons had been fastened she

pulled the wide strap belt tightly into Hazel’s waist and secured

the loose end around the back of the coat

" there now my dear all nicely rubberised and wearing a rubber

uniform, would you like to see how you look as a rubber

mannequin?" she said pointing towards a full length mirror on

the other side of the room .

As she looked at her reflection in the mirror Hazel felt strangely

turned on by the rubber uniform she now wore, as she slowly

made her way across the attic room she found that the rubber

trenchcoat was even tighter that the rubber dress.

Once she was standing in front of the mirror she saw just how

tightly that the rubber coat had been fastened on her.

Soon after Hazel had arrived at the mirror she was joined by

Mrs, Hanson who stood behind her" well miss Johnson don’t

you make a lovely mannequin?" she said stroking the arms of

Hazels black rubber trenchcoat.

" I suppose there I do look a bit like a mannequin but then

anyone dressed in this rubber costume would look like a

mannequin wouldn’t they" she answered .

" good I’m glad you like think so theirs nothing worse than a

slave who dose`nt like her rubber uniform" she said grabbing

Hazels arms and pulling them behind her back

"SLAVE- RUBBER UNIFORM what are you talking about

.OOUch!! let go of me!!" she shouted trying to get free from

Mrs. Hanson`s grip ,but to no avail for soon Hazels hands had

been handcuffed behind her back.

"good that’s better now we can begin to prepare you properly

for your master’s homecoming .

" WHAT DO YOU MEAN -PREPARE ME !- AND MY

MASTER ,WHAT DO YOU INTEND TO DO TO ME!!" she

said beginning to cry.

" come now my dear you did say you wanted to see how it felt

to wear rubber didn’t you?, so I thought why not!, but when I

realised that you looked like our rubber slave doll I thought you

should try some bondage as well?".

"BONDAGE!!! No ! you mustn’t I don’t want to be tied up like

a doll, please let me go!!" she said trying even harder to escape

from the handcuffs.

By this time Hazel had been manoeuvred backwards and soon

stood with her back against a metal pole ,once there Mrs.

Hanson put a strap around Hazels neck and the pole and

secured it, then another around her ankles then her knees and

finally her waist.

"let me go!! ,don’t do this to me!! " Hazel shrieked

A few minutes later Hazels arms were released only to be

quickly held by her sides by another rubber strap.

As Hazel looked around the attic room in a forlorn hope of

escape she always seemed to end up looking at her reflection in

the mirror opposite, what she saw there made her strain against

her bonds even harder as the sight of herself wearing a tight

rubber dolls costume and strapped to a pole began to worry her!.

While she had been looking at her rubber reflection she

suddenly felt something being pulled over her head, looking in

the mirror Hazel saw that Mrs. Hanson was pulling some sort of

rubber helmet on to Hazels head, try as she might ,she couldn’t

stop it and soon Hazels head and neck were also covered in

black rubber.

Once it was on Mrs. Hanson pulled up the high collar on the

rubber trenchcoat and fastened the neck strap tight around

Hazels neck, now the only part of Hazel not covered in black

rubber was her face.

" there now miss Johnson nearly finished ,soon you will be just

like our dolly used to be before she was broken!!" she said

"LET ME GO -YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME I’M NOT A

DOLL YOU KNOW!! "

Hazel screamed then began to cry.

"you will find miss Johnson-ooooppps! -I mean number 3!

because that is what you will be called from now on rubber dolly

number 3, that you will not talk except when we want you to and

we have ways of making this so!!" she said grabbing Hazels

nose.

This of course stopped Hazel from breathing ,so as she opened

her mouth to grab a breath Mrs. Hanson pushed something into

Hazels open mouth.

Before Hazel knew it she had been gagged with a rubber strap

with a large rubber ball on the inside which as the strap was

tightened was forced into her open mouth.

Looking in the mirror Hazel saw her lower face had been

covered with a wide , strip of black rubber which was now being

strapped into place behind her rubber helmeted head , once this

was done another strap which went over the top of her rubber

helmet from the front of the gag was secured to the back strap of

the rubber strap gag.

" There now number 3 all strapped up and gagged and ready to

be entertained!" Mrs. Hanson said and with that went over to the

other side of the attic clicked on a intercom and said "finished"

" very well set it up and I`ll be right up with it" came back the

reply.

So for the next few minutes Mrs Hanson set up a television and

a video and sat on the throne and waited.

Not long after hazel heard the door open and footsteps walk

across the attic room

" hello number 3 or should I say Hazel !" at hearing this voice

Hazel went wild for she knew who it was ,it was her boss this

had been planned all along ,he had arranged all this just to trap

her and dress her in this tight rubber costume.

"Hello Hazel you look so much better in rubber than you did in

leather- but where are my manners Hazel, this is my wife

Barbara

and welcome to our home ,and of course now its your home too.

"MUNNUGHHUPP!!!" was all that came from dolly number 3.

" now now number 3 is that any way to speak to your new

master think we are going to have a great time binding and

gagging you in the future" he said stroking her breasts through

the tight rubber uniform.

" but on to the show " he said and with that the video started

Hazel couldn’t believe her eyes for what she saw was everything

that had happened that day since she had arrived at this house

including her getting changed in the small room the whole house

must be covered in hidden video cameras.

"There now Hazel did you enjoy that, we are going to sell copies

of the video to all our kinky rubber friends, I think we will call it

"HAZELS RUBBER CONVERSION!!" yes that will do nicely

as a title ,and soon my dear we will begin a new video called

"HAZEL THE RUBBER DOLL IN BONDAGE" and with that

both he and his wife left the loft ,turned out the light .

Soon all was dark ,the darkness only broken by the sound of the

sobbing of a rubber dolly strapped to her pole .

 

 

 

 

 

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