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RUBBER CATSUIT SWEAT WORSHIP IN LOUBOUTINS

Studio

Diana Von Rigg

Duration

0:42

Category

sweat fetish

Price

$19.99

Published

Feb 4, 2025

As the evening unfolds, the heat still rises, and my body responds with the heaviest sheen of perspiration that glistens on my flawless skin. the rubber catsuit, gloves and corset hugs me like a second skin, trapping every drop of my precious sweat. with each deliberate move, i peel away the layers of my rubber armour, revealing more of my divine form. first, i slowly remove my rubber gloves, the latex slick with the evidence of my exertion and full to the brim of the salty sweat i've collected over the day, running down my rubber-encased arm and filling my glove, on top of the sweat that has also accumulated from my manicured hands. you are mesmerized and i allow you to approach, to kneel before me, as i admire the beads of sweat that have gathered in the crevices and atop of the rubbery sheen of my suit. the gloves are removed slowly before you and the sweat pours relentlessly onto the floor, your tongue darts out, eager to taste the salty essence of your mistress. another test of devotion comes when i gracefully and slowly, limb by limb, step out of my latex catsuit and allow you to lick each part clean. as i do, the sweat that’s been accumulating in my louboutins drips down my ankle and onto the floor. you are to drink, lick and slurp up every drop, to savour the essence of my dominance, your body trembling with the honour of this task. i watch you, ensuring that not a single drop of my sweat is wasted. you are commanded to lick the inside of my latex catsuit clean, to worship the very fabric that has touched my skin. the taste of rubber and sweat mingles on your tongue, a heady combination that leaves you craving more. finally, as i redress, your eyes averted, i change into a luxurious satin robe and present my armpit to you. still glistening with the remnants of our day, you are to lick it clean. the musky scent of my sweat fills your nostrils as you service me, your tongue working fervently to please your mistress. the worship concludes with my sweaty rubber catsuit lying in a wet pile on the floor before you. you have proven yourself worthy to be a sweat servant in training, one who understands the true meaning of worship, so with this, i allow you to worship it further, on your knees, licking it clean whilst i use your back as furniture and manoeuvre your head with my feet to my satisfaction.