Kinktober 2018 Word List
"Wake up, sleepyhead!" shouted the voice of Sasha's nightmares.
Sasha groggily looked up from under the thin sheet she'd received as a "reward for good behavior". The chain locked to the collar around her neck rattled as she shifted to look up at her captor. It had been several weeks since he'd taken her, and being kept in this windowless room had completely distorted her sense of time. Additionally, this had been one of the days she hadn't been bound and/or gagged for hours on end, so she was trying to regroup her strength.
The man, whom she only knew as Evan (or "Master", depending on his mood) looked at her with a happy grin on his face. The tall, mildly overweight slob of a human being seemed extraordinarily happy about something, and from Sasha's experience, it might not be pleasant for her.
"It's Halloween night!" he exclaimed. "You've been begging me to let you go since you got here, and I figured since you've been extra cooperative the past few days, we'd go out on the town!"
Sasha wondered if this was for real, and if so, there had to be a catch. She decided to play along.
"Really, Evan?" she cooed, batting her eyes.
Evan nodded. "Yup. All we have to do is get your costume ready!"
Sasha couldn't help but wonder what kind of costume he'd picked out for her. He had the aura of nerd around him, so she was hoping for Wonder Woman, maybe a Harry Potter character, or something along those lines.
"What do I get to dress up as?" she asked.
"I'm not sure what to call it," he said, shrugging, "but it'll be really cool! Get up, and I'll go get it!"
Sasha got up from the bed, but couldn't go far due to the chain.
Evan returned with what looked like a cloak and a latex suit. He walked over and sat them on the bed. As the garments shifted, Sasha suppressed a gasp when several of the sex toys and other paraphernalia he'd used on her the past few weeks fell out of the bundle.
"Put your arms at your sides and spread your legs," Evan ordered, his demeanor changing slightly.
Knowing what would happen if she resisted, Sasha reluctantly did as she was told. As she expected, Evan picked up the two remote-controlled vibrators and inserted the larger one into her pussy while the smaller one he worked into her asshole. Sasha grunted a bit, but forced herself to remain calm.
"Are these necessary, Master?" she asked.
"Trust me, you'll love it," replied Evan.
He then produced two small ovoid devices and taped them over her nipples with medical tape. She hadn't seen these before, but she was beginning to put the pieces of her "costume" together in her mind.
Evan pulled out the latex suit, and instructed her to lift each leg as he slipped it on. The latex was snug and restricting, and as it rounded her hips, she knew the devices would stay in place until it was removed.
As Evan wrapped the suit over her shoulders, he began zipping it up in back, sealing Sasha's body in the rubber garment. "This might feel a bit warm inside, but it's a fairly cool night, so you should be more comfortable once we go outside.
Evan picked up one of the two leather pouches. Sasha had worn these before, and she knew it wasn't going to be a good night.
"Make a fist," Evan instructed as he moved the pouch over her right hand. Once it encased her fist, Evan tightened the buckles, sealing her hand from use. Then he repeated on the left side. Evan followed up by bucking leather cuffs over the pouch buckles, further restricting her escape. At this point, he strapped a leather belt around her waist and attached each cuff with a large carabiner to rings on the side of the belt.
What kind of costume was this?
"Now for the final pieces," he said, taking out a large rubber ballgag.
"Please no," begged Sasha, but Evan ignored her and forced the gag into her mouth and buckling it tightly behind her head. Then she saw him pull out a rubber face mask, which he pulled over her head. The mask only had holes over the eyes and a small triangle cut-out under the nose so she could breathe. It, too, had a function -- to seal the ballgag in place so Sasha couldn't utter a single coherent sentence.
Evan removed the collar to tuck the base of the mask into the rubber suit. Once that was complete, he replaced it around Sasha's neck and then left to retrieve some black boots, which he had Sasha put on. With her new footwear in place, Evan strapped two more leather cuffs above each knee and linked them together with a short chain, taking away Sasha's ability to run.
Finally, he lifted up the cloak and placed it over Sasha's head. The cloak hung loosely about her body and dropped to mid-calf, hiding all of her bindings. The cloak also featured a large hood which Evan pulled over her head.
"There!" he exclaimed. "As I thought -- you kind of pass for a Grim Reaper, just without the skull and scythe! I've also figured out how to get your toys to interface with my phone, so if I need to to be all scary, I can just do this!"
Evan pulled out his phone and pressed a button. All four vibrators came to life, and Sasha groaned loudly at the sensation.
"Neat!" exclaimed Evan. "We can scare people with that if we want. You'll look frightening in the dark! Now stay here while I go get my vampire costume ready! Once I come back, we can go take a walk around town. I'll just have to tell people you aren't the conversational type."
Evan left, and Sasha sat down on the bed. She tried holding back the tears forming in the corners of her eyes. If what he was planning was correct, there might be a slim chance of escape, but she had no idea how she would be able to pull it off...