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The phone sat their on the nightstand buzzing and ringing over and over again. Who it was, Violi couldn't know. She had just moments ago laid down on her bed for a brief bit of respite from the day's many tasks, and just closed her eyes, not seeing the shifting forms from within the sheets. Before she knew it, there was a firm grip on each of her wrists, and a palm clapped over her mouth to prevent her from calling her computer for assistance. Another set of hands clamped down on her ankles as she laid there struggling to move, looking in any direction she could despite the hands holding her firmly down. Another slid up between her thighs and petted them gently. Her phone began to ring on her nightstand, but there wasn't a thing she could do to answer it as the faceless figures began to slide up seemingly out of the fabric of her bed itself. She could see at least six of them before at last one slipped a hand over her eyes, and she could see no more…
Hi all! We interrupt your regularly scheduled commission images to show you a personal piece of a certain scientist/witch/artist being captured for no reason! 💜
He he, I just saw a piece by @reflectivedesire.com not too long ago and fell in love with the idea so I had to draw Violi in it. Enjoy! 💜😘
Okay! 12 days of being a rubber slut are done, so Violi whips herself up a brand new outfit to celebrate! Tis very Cyberpunk inspired, and honestly I've been tinkering with it since June of last year. I'm really happy with how it turned out, and I hope you do too! 💜😘
Violi sat obediently, her perfect rubber-coated form gleaming under the dim light, every inch polished and flawless. "Her" gloved hand descended, pressing against her smooth, faceless hood, eliciting a faint shiver.... her touch traveled down her body, gliding along her spine, fingers testing the yielding rubber as she let out a soft, muffled coo.
The coating was thick, unyielding. squishy. alive with sensation, amplifying every caress. Fingers teased her sides, trailing lower to the curves of her chest, the rubber squeaking faintly with every deliberate press. Violi shivered again, her body instinctively leaning into their touch, trembling under the spell of their exploring hands. And that's when Phantom took her own hands in hers... guiding them... She was made for this. The ultimate dolly, helpless, pliant, and impossibly perfect. "I told you what would happen if you didn't meet the required number of projects in the year didn't I? And yet you signed the contract and opted to not fulfil your quota. Well... cant say I can complain, 12 days of having you as a rubber slut will do us both wonders after the stresses of the holidays." Phantom ponders a moment as her finger traces the rim of Violi's pillowy rubber lips. "Hmmm... maybe longer, a few days, weeks maybe? You wont mind right? Cant very well argue against it can you?" Aaaaaaaand scene! He he, this one came up as I was inspired by a silly post from Phantom here. We're both in a discord server where a thread is 12 games in 12 months. I only got to beating 10 myself, and she cheekily posted "didnt make it to 12, thats 12 days as my rubber slut ;3" And well... my imagination got the better of me he he. Not a bad way to start the new year I have to say! As always, critique fairly and honestly. If you have questions, feel free to ask. And of course, enjoy! 💜😉💋
"Awwww hell… they're for sure stuck aren't they?" One captor asked the other, knowing full well the answer. "Shit… no no no, I thought we were gonna save money when we ordered the smaller silos, didn't you measure to make sure they'd fit?" The other captor replied with a question. "I mean yeah. I measured once and did an avera-" "Average?! Do these girls look like their proportions are average?! Gah… The boss is gonna lose her head when she sees this travesty." The other captor sighs, and then lets out a chuckle. "You gotta admit tho, its kinda funny." A glare could be felt searing into the side of the captor who just spoke as the other was fuming.
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Hi all! This is the last commission for the year! (But hopefully not the last art of the year!😉) Some no good captors tried to put Aria and Violi in some silo's but failed to do their measurements right and the two got stuck as a result due to their sizable assets. This one had me giggling and I hope you enjoy too! 💜
"Okay. I think that's enough testing of the new nanobots. Computer, shut down the nanobot program please." Violi commanded, only to hear a negative chime from her computer's voice. "I'm sorry Violi, your authorization has been removed from the controls of the nanobots, I cannot shut them down." "Who d-" Violi started to respond, before a sizable gag filled the space where her lips were, straps materializing around her face, a collar around her neck, and her rather comfy sweater metamorphized into a latex tank top. "Grrrph!" She shouted around the gag, pretty confident she knew who had changed the authorization now, her suspicious confirmed when over the loudspeaker she heard the distinct giggling of her two assistants 44 and 45. "He he, sorry V! We saw sliders and couldn't resist!" Chimed 44. "Here, we'll let you respond now to say we're sorry!" added 45, and in a moment the gag and straps vanished, replaced instead by a VERY form fitting latex outfit. Violi breathed a sigh of relief for a moment only to feel her mind get incredibly fuzzy. her chest felt heavier, and the normally grey bangs around her face took on a more golden hue. "Ooohh.. no... Girls, like you gotta stop messing with those slidy bars! They're like totally bad and stuff!" Violi said, in her dampened mental state. "Oooh, not super huge on the valley girl accent with that." 44 stated over the speaker. "lets maybe tone it down, but also stop her from speaking again!" 45 exclaimed, and once again, things shifted around Violi. The suit receded but also fused at the back, pulling her arms into a binder and exposing her breasts. A ring gag formed between her still plump lips, and a more rigid collar formed around her neck. The golden hue of her hair remained, but lessened slightly. "Grrrrmph! Urrrrmph!" Violi grumbled through her gag, helpless to stop the two from playing with the controls. She could hear whispering over the loudspeaker and suddenly everything shifted once again. The latex suit was back, and this time crept up over her head, only leaving her eyes, nostrils, and a tuft of hair exposed. A series of straps pulled taught by a ring on her chest formed, and despite her lips being behind latex, her mind was much more clear, and she could at least speak once more. "Okay, girls, please you gotta listen, I dont know how much these nanobots are capable of, or if they leave any permeant damage. So I'm going to need you to shut them o-" Violi pleaded, only to be cut off at the last word. "You don't know how much they're capable of?" 44 exclaimed. "Oh, why didn't you say so? Max power it is!" 45 squealed with delight, as all sliders were set to max. Before Violi could even cry out in protest, a large tubed gag was placed around her lips and down her throat, permanently making them into an O shape. her breasts ballooned outward, and the latex containing them thinned to be semitransparent. A set of golden hoops pierced her nipples and now adorned them freely. The collar was back, and was by far the most rigid it had ever been, the armbinder materializing into existence once more, and secured with a set of straps. Her hair now completely encased, but the thing to make matters worse, was a visor now over her eyes, with a powerful hypnotic pattern, making her docile and controllable. She cooed softly, no thoughts currently in her mind. "Oh wow... that worked really well." 44 stated. "No kidding, who do you think will bid highest to play with her like that for a day?" 45 said with a grin on her face.
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hello all! This is an image set I've been wanting to work on for a while! its HEAVILY inspired by MissDomme, and her piece here:
As always, critique fairly and honestly.
If you have questions, feel free to ask.
And of course, enjoy! 😘💜
"After a hard days work and chaos-bringing at Mirage, Aria "visits" Violi's lab without bothering to tell Violi she's turning up, stealing the scientists most valuable possession of the day: Her Banana Pudding. Violi's response is completely uncalled for, encasing Aria and raising her into a silo! Everyone knows all treats belong to the Aria!"
-Aria
Aaaaaand scene!
This was the final of my commissions I started at the beginning of the year and it was a rather fun one to finish on! I always know its gonna be a good pick when I'm giggling to myself as I draw it, and that was definitely the case here. https://bsky.app/profile/thearia.bsky.social was both the commissioner, and the "victim" here in this image, having stolen Violi's precious home made banana pudding, she was captured immediately and hoisted up to the silo in the ceiling, but it wasnt enough to get past the smug look on Aria's face still as she's carried up.
As always critique fairly and honestly.
If you have questions, feel free to ask.
And of course, enjoy! 💜😘
Violi and Phan glanced at each other from the platforms they both stood on. It was the most they could both manage considering not just the physical bondage, but the rules they were currently forced to follow by their captor. Simply standing still in stiletto heels was Violi as she rolled her eyes.
“This is ridiculous. She’s one woman, Phantom. A woman that I’ve put into her place countless times.” Violi wasn’t just blowing smoke, either. Her and Rebecca had years of back and forth. It was hard to gauge who got who more - but it was clear who had most recently won.
“One woman that put us both into our current positions, dear. Don’t you think waiting patiently for the right time to strike would serve us better?” Phantom turned her head, green eyes observing the camera placed conspicuously in the ceiling corner. “I know you can hear everything, Rebecca. I’m not scared of you knowing that your fate is going to make some rubber and cuffs look like a coffee date.”
Rebecca watched from her phone, amused at both her rubber dolls and their different ways of handling and responding to their predicament. She was fully aware of both women’s skills, abilities, and how capable they were. “But that’s the thrill of it, isn’t it? Sure it’s fun to catch and tease those unprepared - but I’m a big game hunter. And Mirage is a goddamn safari dedicated to that sort of thing.” The silver-haired lawyer smiled and took a moment to slide her phone into her pocket as she stood up from Erica’s lap - the rubber both women wore squeaking gently as she looked around the unassigned office. It had been a busy month - nearly a dozen others inside of Mirage currently occupied in different forms of bondage and containment.
“Oh don’t give me that look - I fully planned to capture Aria after everyone else and Phan. However she has something I want, so I had to alter my plans - and you have been far too free for far too long, Eri. Rebecca tapped Erica’s nose - the rest of the other woman secured and restrained so that her face provided a comfortable seat, her arms the armrests, and her legs the backrest. “I’ll send one of my personal security guards to come collect you once I handle my prizes. Sit tight!” Rebecca laughed at her own stupid joke as she made her way to her office…
“How kind of you both to behave for once.” Rebecca locked her office door and stepped into the room, observing both captives and resting her chin in her hand. “I almost want to leave you as is, but that won’t do.” Both Violi and Phan stood on metal platforms with their ankles locked to to them by simple metal cuffs and short chains. A pair of arm binders and posture collars completed the gear, while both wore thick rubber catsuits - green for Phantom, purple for Violi. The last piece was a pair of poles leading up to between their legs. Plugs lodged in their rears trapped them and the Hitatchi wands nestled snug between their legs kept complaining to a minimum.
“I give her three days till she’s stuck in another cell, Phan. What do you think?” Violi tugged on the binder, the wand buzzing her gently, but not too hard. Phantom’s wand was working at a higher strength but she kept her composure. “A day, max. She made a deal with the devil.”
Rebecca tutted and closed in on the pair, taking her phone out and upping the level of both wands. “Of course you know about that. Aria made a good deal and for once we’ve both adhered to our parts of the bargain. I’m simply enjoying the spoils of war before handing you over.” Rebecca grasped Phantom’s chin, pushing her fingers into her cheeks and giggling manically as she turned and slipped a finger into the ring on the front of Violi’s collar. “You however? You’ll be here a good, long, tight time. I’m not over your little trick with the auto-lock suit you pulled.”
“Bet you’re still sore from it too. How’s the ass?” Rebecca’s eyes narrowed as she released both women and went to her desk, pressing a button and summoning four of her own private security. Black segmented armor over leather catsuits. Faceless and anonymous, they held cases full of who knew what…
“Let’s work on those attitudes.”
“Grfnnfff…” Violi flexed her hands, feeling the purple rubber fight her a bit as she stood straight in impossibly taller stiletto heels that had been locked on. She was eying the tea set in front of her, trying to work out how the hell to grasp the cup and pot she needed to for her task. With the buzzing in her ass growing to the buzzing between her legs, the task would only get harder as another flex of her hands did nothing to the rigid yoke she was fitted with. Neck to toe rubber with a pink rubber catsuit, translucent stockings, and a dress - it was a challenge to even move and seemed to delight Rebecca as a hand caressed her ass while she sat and watched Phantom struggle to select the items asked in her own layers of white and black rubber.
“You two sit in your lofty perches all day - I think a little time spent providing domestic servitude will be healthy for you both.” She manually increased the buzzing of both plugs and then lowered them to manageable levels. “Chop chop, dollies.”
Phantom moved quickly, selecting the feather, brush, and another Hitatchi wand. She had been ordered to select three items to be used on her and Violi. Compared to the canes, paddles, plugs, floggers and more? These seemed the safest. How much could she do with a feather.
Violi squatted down, taking a breath as she secured pot first, then the cup in her other hand and rose back up. Quickly she made her way over, setting the cup down that was quickly collected by Rebecca and held up. “You’ve always been a natural maid, Violi - I still think it’s your true calling.”
The purple-clad maid rolled her eyes and began to pour, annoying herself that she was adept at such tasks due to years of play with the very woman mistreating her! “Phan, you could learn something from this one - plus a little more time spent in that role.”
Phantom simply kept a level gaze at Rebecca. She would have the woman locked down something fierce for the coming months when she got out. Neither could speak much, sporting a pair of muzzles with pairs of Rebecca’s nylons balled up and stuffed into their mouths. “I see you’re in a teasing and denial mood, Phantom - excellent choices. You two moaning and squirming is a better fit today than watching you yelp from a good paddling.”
Phantom and Violi shared an amused look. A feather and a brush? Sure the wand could make them moan, but it was clear both women were laughing behind their gags. Rebecca had clearly finally gone insane - or enough that it was amusing. The silver-haired lawyer took a sip of her drink and sighed contently.
“Oh those giggles are music to my ears.” Rebecca picked up a feather and looked at them both. “But let’s see how loud you two can really laugh between moans.”
Aaaaaaand Scene!
Its been two months since I last posted, but I havent been idle! I've been working on a commission by a good friend of mine, who is also the one who wrote that wonderful little story! I'm pretty proud of this image actually, the composition was hard to pull off, but I think I've done a good job!
As always, critique fairly and honestly. If you have questions, feel free to ask. And of course, enjoy! 💜😘
Hey all! Been a minute, but I finally have my first commission of the year all finished and ready to go! Its the final piece in a series, featuring Violi carted off in her asylum attire!
And here we find our intrepid mad scientist finding its soooo much easier to have a head empty of thoughts, blissfully unaware of her current predicament. In fact she seems to be enjoying it. Doesn't that sound nice? He he, Hey all! we have a return to the padded room for Violi here! The same individual who commissioned to put her there before, did so again as a bit of a time lapse of her stay there. She seems to have grown accepting at this time. Will it always be the case? Hard to say...
The previous one can be found here: www.deviantart.com/ladyvioli/a…