This is the True Look of a Proper Slave
"This is the true appearance of a proper slave."
"Uh…?"
I couldn't close my mouth at the sight of the clothes laid out on the bed.
The outfit I had to wear was none other than a latex bodysuit.
Stunned into silence, I froze, and Seo Ye-eun placed a hand on my shoulder with a smile.
"What do you think~? Doesn't it look perfect for our little slave?"
"This is…."
"It's something I prepared specially for our slave. Want to take a closer look?"
"Uht… Y-yes."
I tentatively reached out toward the glossy black suit, its shine flowing like liquid.
Seeing a bodysuit up close like this—one I'd only glimpsed while browsing porn online—gave me chills all over.
And the thought that I was going to wear it made goosebumps erupt across my skin.
"Um, Mistress…."
"Hm? Don't you like it?"
"N-no, it's not that…. But for a slave's outfit, it feels a bit… too tightly wrapped up."
Seo Ye-eun stared blankly for a moment before bursting into laughter, as if I'd said something hilarious.
Honestly, I didn't think my reaction was weird at all.
If it had been something shamelessly revealing all over, I could've accepted it as part of being a sex slave. But this was like a full-body restraint suit, wrapping from my neck down to my ankles and wrists.
Didn't this seem out of place for a sex slave…?
"Hmm, do you think it doesn't suit you?"
"Ah, uht…. Well…."
"I guess that's possible~. But if our Seojin is just lounging around exposing her slutty, vulgar body like that, wouldn't Hye-won and I lose control and pounce on you?"
"Hhut…?! Th-that's…."
Seo Ye-eun gazed at me with a seductive smile, continuing in her soft, velvety voice.
"I promised to let you rest until tonight, so I can't go breaking that by jumping you. That's why we're wrapping you up tight so no skin shows at all."
"Oh, so that's the vibe…."
"Exactly~. Doesn't that make you want to wear it now?"
Her shameless, perverted logic left me speechless.
It wasn't wrong, per se, but arriving at a bodysuit as the conclusion still felt off.
But I had no choice anyway.
I should be grateful just for my mistress preparing clothes for me—a slave had no room to complain.
With a deep sigh, I picked up the bodysuit from the bed.
Whoa…. This is my first time trying something like this for real.
My first impression was strangely unfamiliar and embarrassing, but not bad.
The distinct rubber scent hit me hard.
Far from unpleasant, it was oddly stimulating in a thrilling way.
But how the hell was I supposed to put this on?
I extended my foot, trying to slide one leg in.
"Uht… ngh…!"
But the moment it passed my ankle, the stiff rubber clung stubbornly to my bare skin, refusing to slide up.
Forcing it made my skin chafe and sting.
"Pfft…! Idiot, how do you think you're gonna wear premium latex straight on bare skin like that? It'll rip the suit or peel your skin off."
"Hhut…?!"
"Use this instead."
Seo Ye-eun chuckled in disbelief as she approached, pulling a large pump bottle from the closet corner.
It was filled with a clear, viscous liquid.
Similar to the lube we used for shoving things in my pussy or ass, but different somehow.
As I stared blankly, she smiled and squeezed a generous glob into her palm.
"Now, stand still. I'll coat you nice and thorough."
"Y-yes…?"
- Squish, squelch.
"Eek, h-hik…! Ah, it's cold…!"
"That's normal. Just bear with it a sec~."
Seo Ye-eun slathered the thick gel from her palm across my naked body without hesitation.
The cool, slippery gel on my chilled skin from the AC made every hair stand on end.
Her hands glided meticulously from my calves up the insides of my thighs, around my sensitive groin.
"Uuung… M-Mistress…. There… hht."
"Stay still—if I don't coat it properly, it'll hurt like hell putting it on later."
"Hik…! O-okay…."
"Mmm~. Good girl, our Seojin. There… all done!"
After carefully coating down to my toes, she stepped back with a smile.
With gel covering my waist, hips, and breasts' curves, my body gleamed like it was encased in a thin slime coating.
As the cold gel warmed to my body heat, the sticky sensation clung even more intensely.
This feels weird.
Like my lower belly was already heating up…♡
"Alright, now slide your toes in from the bottom."
"Uht…. Y-yes…."
Seo Ye-eun folded the leg of the latex suit like rolled-up tripe and positioned it at my toes.
"Don't yank it like pants. Roll it up skin-tight like stockings."
"Got it."
"I'll help this time~."
- Shlurp, squish….
"Ha, ahh…! Th-the feeling…."
As she instructed, the latex rolled smoothly up my calf to my thigh.
The gel-slicked skin let the rubber slap and adhere perfectly, sucking out the air like vacuum-sealing.
The seamless, tightening pressure was intense.
Like overlaying a second layer of pitch-black skin on my body.
"Now the waist and chest."
"Huuuk…! Mmph…."
As it covered my hips, back, and chest, the taut rubber's elasticity squeezed so tight I nearly choked.
But fortunately, once I adjusted, it clung just right—no breathing issues.
This suit fit me like it was custom-made.
Did she prepare it with my measurements in mind?
Once my arms were in, she circled behind and grabbed the zipper.
"Take a deep breath."
"Suuuuck…!"
- Ziiiiiip!
"Hweek…! Haa, uht…."
The zipper shot up to my nape in one go.
Now I was truly trapped.
Seo Ye-eun admired me with satisfaction, then led me to the full-length mirror.
"Oh my, our Seojin looks so cute."
"Hhuut?!"
"See? This look suits you perfectly too, right?"
My reflection was bizarre yet intensely erotic.
No skin exposed except my face, covered head to toe in glossy black—but it made my body look more slutty than naked.
My breasts' shape protruded sharply against the skin-tight latex, and since I'd skipped panties, the Y-zone's cleft was brazenly outlined.
- Squish, creak….
"Fuuht…?!"
Every slight leg movement made the latex rub with sticky rubber friction sounds.
I felt less like a person and more like some display rubber doll.
Maybe that's what my mistress wanted.
A tool-like, non-human appearance perfectly suited a slave stripped of rights.
"Mmm~. Perfect~. This is a real slave's look."
"U, uu… It's too tight, Mistress…."
"You'll get used to it. Now, shall we head out?"
I stiffly shuffled into the living room, creaking with every step.
Wonder if I'll ever get accustomed to this.
As I followed Seo Ye-eun around, feeling the rubber cling and shift against my skin, that's when—
"Hey, I'm ba— holy shit."
Kang Hye-won, back from the convenience store, opened the door.
Her eyes went wide spotting me frozen in the living room center.
She tossed her bag on the table and strode over.
"Damn, so this is the outfit you prepped for the slave bitch?"
"Yes, exactly. Hye-won Mistress…."
"Seo Ye-eun, your taste is spot-on. So fucking vulgar."
- Smack!
"Heeeat?!"
"Kya, the smack feels amazing too."
Kang Hye-won whistled in admiration as she slapped my tautly wrapped ass hard.
Totally different from bare skin—the thick, spicy impact through the tough rubber jiggled my flesh and zapped my lower belly.
"Feels so good on the hand. Makes me wanna hit it more."
"Uuu…. P-please don't hit so hard…."
"Toy like you whining?"
- Smack!
"Heeeyaht?!"
"And you're clearly loving it, you pervert bitch."
"N-no… hik♥ I-I'm not…."
She laughed at my vulgar moan leaking out, tapping my shoulder.
"No my ass. You were loving it when I fingered your pussy earlier."
"Fuu…."
- Smack!
"Haang♥"
She gave my ass another light swat, then kneaded the spot.
"Anyway, it's cute as hell. Survive till tomorrow."
"Ung…."
"Oh yeah, how do you even piss in this? Must be a pain."
That made me realize—I had no idea how to handle bathroom breaks.
Hard enough to put on alone; no way I'd take it off every time.
Seo Ye-eun sidled up beside me, chuckling amusedly.
"No worries there~. There's a zipper down below, see?"
"Uht…? Oh…!"
"Oh, yeah. Zipper at the crotch."
Sure enough, a zipper ran through my pussy and anal area for easy access.
So for bathroom stuff, just unzip—no big deal.
Though it also meant easy access for lewd play.
But for actual needs, it was fine.
However.
"But we can't let our slave unzip it whenever she wants, right?"
"Uht…?"
"Hold on~."
Seo Ye-eun crouched in front of me with something in hand, attaching it to the pussy zipper.
A cute little padlock.
The moment I realized it locked the zipper pull to a ring above my pussy, she dangled the key with a smile.
"There—from now on, ask your mistress's permission even for bathroom breaks."
"Heek…?!"
"Your slave body's all ours, right? So permission for pissing is only natural."
"B-but that's…."
"No undressing without permission either. Our Seojin stays in this the whole time she's our slave."
"Hhuut…."
"Let's see you last till morning~."
Slave life till morning, unable even to pee without permission.
The thought hit hard: this won't be easy at all.