Chapter Sixteen
Meeting Mr. Goodyear
The rubber suits looked and felt like they had been painted on. They had. The liquid latex had been applied in multiple layers, slowly over a period of three days, building up a heavy coat of black seamless rubber over all exposed skin on both pony girls. Once it had dried, the rubber skin was resistant to scratching and tearing, but the victims were, in any case, immobilized by their bondage and could not touch any of their parts, no matter how the sweat built up or how much the real skin underneath itched or irritated. Both Sherry and Carol had been strung up on racks like slabs of beef, all body hair long gone and their heads encased in rubber and leather hoods. Their finger nails and toenails were drilled and then pierced with thin stainless steel
