Chapter Ten
A Time Of Waiting
The remainder of Monday and Tuesday passed without anything of significance happening. I was released from my bed only to complete my toilet and to shower, a seemingly pointless pastime whilst secured inside my rubber sheath. I was fed my three meals each day via the tubing. Kristel, however, was not freed to complete any ablutions, nor was an attempt made to feed her. I realised now that the oblong pack embedded on the back of her rubber suiting was not only the means to control her breathing, but also her feeding and toilet. The tubing at both ends of her body was indeed her lifeline! How long could she be kept thus before this pack needed to be serviced?
These two days of inactivity were followed by evenings and nights of self-gratification. I tried on t
