Teacher Takes Control: Part 6 (Patreon)

The week after finals passed in a blur of strict training and constant denial. On the first morning of summer break, Nubia woke Noah early in the kennel building. He knelt naked on the rubber mat, steel cage gleaming between his thighs, balls already tight and swollen from days of teasing without release.

She stood over him in a tight black latex catsuit that hugged every curve of her thick ass and heavy tits, zipper pulled low enough to show deep cleavage. The chastity key rested on its chain right between her breasts.

"Stand," she ordered.

Noah rose. She held the glossy black rubber gimp suit open in front of him. The material was thick and heavy, already warm from her hands. He stepped into the legs first. She worked the suit up over his calves and thighs, the rubber stretching tight around his skin.

When it reached his crotch she carefully guided his caged cock and balls through the front opening so they hung exposed. The steel cage sat framed perfectly against the shiny black rubber.

Next she pulled the torso up. His arms slid into the built-in mitts. Each hand closed around a solid rubber ball inside the fist section, locking his fingers into useless paws. She tugged the suit higher until the back zipper reached his neck.

The molded rubber hood came up last, encasing his entire head. Only his eyes showed through the small openings. A thick red ball gag was already fixed inside the hood; she pushed it between his teeth and buckled the straps behind his head.

Small circular cutouts at chest level lined up with his nipples. Nubia reached through, pinched each nipple hard, then attached the clover clamps. The chain between them clipped to the front ring of his thick leather collar. Every tug on the collar would pull the clamps tighter.

She spun him around and zipped the suit all the way up his back. The zipper locked at the nape with a small padlock. The massive tail plug waited on the bench. She lubed it generously, spread his rubber-covered cheeks, and worked the thick plug into his ass until the base sat flush and the long fluffy tail hung down between his legs.

Shackles came next. Thick rubber-lined cuffs locked around his wrists and connected by a short chain, limiting his reach. Matching ankle cuffs joined by another short chain forced him into a hobbled walk. She clipped the leash to his collar and gave it a sharp tug.

"Outside."

The riding crop cracked across his rubber-covered ass the moment he dropped to all fours. The sting traveled through the thick material straight to his skin. She led him out of the kennel building into the bright morning sun. The garden path felt warm under his mittened hands and knees.

Nubia walked slowly, crop swinging at her side. Every few steps she flicked it against his ass again, leaving faint red marks that showed through the tight rubber. His caged cock swung heavily with each movement, precum already dripping from the tip onto the grass. The tail plug shifted inside him with every crawl, pressing against his prostate.

She stopped in the middle of the lawn and turned to face him. Her latex catsuit was visibly darker between her thighs; she was soaked. One gloved hand pressed against her crotch for a moment as she watched him pant around the gag.

"Finally," she said, voice thick with satisfaction. "My rubber pup again. All summer long."

She gave the leash another tug and started walking toward the far end of the garden, crop ready for the next strike.

Nubia tugged the leash and led Noah across the warm grass, the riding crop flicking sharply against his rubber-covered ass every few steps. The thick material muffled the impact but the sting still reached his skin, making his caged cock twitch and drip. She stopped him in the center of the lawn.

"Sit," she ordered, tapping the crop against his thigh.

Noah dropped his rubber-mittened paws and lowered his ass to his heels, the massive tail plug shifting inside him. The clamps on his nipples tugged with the motion.

"Down," she said next. He stretched out flat on his belly, the rubber squeaking against the grass.

"Roll over." He obeyed, turning awkwardly with his shackled wrists and ankles, the fluffy tail flopping as he exposed his caged cock and balls to the sun.

She walked him in a slow circle, crop cracking across his ass whenever his pace slowed. Each strike left a faint red mark visible through the tight black rubber. Her latex catsuit was soaked darker between her thighs; she kept one hand resting against her crotch as she watched him crawl.

At the edge of the garden she stopped beside a large metal dog bowl filled with water. Nubia reached down, unbuckled the straps behind his hooded head, and pulled the thick red ball gag from his mouth. It came out shiny with spit.

"Drink," she said.

Noah lowered his face into the bowl and began lapping, tongue pushing through the small mouth opening in the hood. Water splashed against the rubber as he drank. While his tongue worked, she reached between his legs and snapped a tight rubber band around the base of his balls, just above the chastity cage. The band squeezed hard, making his swollen orbs bulge.

"I am very strict with my subs," she said, her voice low and thick with her accent. "Training will be intense this summer."

She pressed a small button on a remote. Electricity surged through the band, shocking his balls. Noah jerked and let out a high, broken whine that sounded exactly like a dog in pain. His whole body trembled, the tail plug jerking inside him.

Nubia laughed softly and rubbed her soaked crotch through the latex. "Good boy. Whine for me."

She pushed the gag back between his teeth, buckled it tight, and gave the leash another sharp tug. Water still dripped from the hood opening as she led him toward the kennel building. His shackled ankles forced a slow, hobbled crawl. The crop landed once more across his rubber ass as they reached the door.

Inside, the air smelled of rubber and leather. She guided him to the large wire kennel in the corner. The floor was padded with a thick rubber mat. She opened the door and pointed.

"In."

Noah crawled inside. She locked the door behind him, the padlock clicking shut. His caged cock hung exposed through the front opening of the suit, balls tightly banded and still tingling from the shock. The tail plug rested against the mat. She stood over the kennel for a moment, one hand still pressed between her legs, watching him settle into his new sleeping place for the summer.

Later that night the garden lay quiet under a half-moon. Noah crawled on all fours across the damp grass, rubber suit creaking with every movement. The tail plug shifted inside him, the nipple clamps tugged with each sway of his body, and the chastity cage hung exposed through the front opening. Nubia walked beside him in her tight latex catsuit, boots sinking softly into the turf. One hand held the leash; the other rested on the remote clipped to her belt.

"Hurry up, pup," she said, voice low and accented. She pressed the button. Electricity snapped through the band around his balls. Noah yelped, the sound muffled by the ball gag, and scrambled faster on his mittened paws.

She stopped him near a patch of bare earth. "Relieve yourself. Now."

Noah lowered his front, spreading his knees. The tight steel cage pointed downward. He concentrated, pushing, and a thin stream of piss sprayed out through the bars, splattering the ground. The rubber band around his balls squeezed tighter as he emptied. Nubia watched with a satisfied smile, her free hand sliding between her thighs to rub the soaked latex.

Another zap hit his balls. He jerked, the stream breaking for a second before continuing. "Good boy," she murmured. "My rubber pup learns fast."

When the last drops fell she tugged the leash and led him back toward the kennel building. The crop flicked across his rubber-covered ass with every few steps, leaving fresh marks. Inside, she guided him straight to the wire kennel, opened the door, and pointed. Noah crawled in. She locked the padlock with a sharp click, then stood over him for a moment, one boot resting on the top of the cage.

"This summer you live exactly as my pup," she said. "No breaks. No mercy. Only training." She turned off the light and left him in the dark, caged, banded, and dripping.