Main Video: Guest Suite - Episode 4: "Freeze!"
At the RubberZone Guest Suites, we take the comfort and safety of our visitors very seriously, and there is a strict curfew.
Anyone found outside their maximum security cell luxurious room after dark may be subject to strict enforcement action.
During a routine security sweep, Dark Lord Night Manager Squirm discovered NamelessGimp crawling around the corridors.
When confronted, the gimp indicated that it was searching for the ice machine. “A likely story!”, declared Squirm, as he wrestled the reluctant gimp back to its assigned space.
Squirm added, “I will help you stay put. And don't worry - I will bring you some ice.”
With no further remarks, Squirm introduced the gimp to the Guest Suite's mostly-comfortable and very secure institutional restraint system. (The RubberZone Guest Suites uses the same accessory supplier as the neighboring insane asylum, which is convenient and reduces costs.)
Once the gimp was rendered pathetic helpless, Squirm showed it why the Guest Suites had won the global “Inhospitality Award” multiple years in a row. And he didn't forget about the ice...
Squirm made good and sure that the helpless gimp's excess energy was used up, both as a means of punishment, and to ensure the gimp was exhausted and would sleep quietly in its bondage.
The erotic torment cycled through rounds of teasing and edging, followed by sensory torture with ice cubes.
The gimp was eventually relieved of its pent-up fluids, only to learn that gimp ejaculations are for the pleasure of staff, not of the gimps...
The gimp's still-throbbing cock was overstimulated, and then the gimp was left with a shower of ice cubes to keep it company after the lights went out.
It may seem a cruel manner in which to treat a guest, but at the RubberZone Guest Suites, no matter the level of abuse, repeat customers keep crawling back for more.
Featuring: Squirm and NamelessGimp.
Bonus Video: Guest Suite - "The Moaning Ghost"
At the RubberZone Guest Suites, like other rubber bondage hospitality facilities with a long and storied history, tales of mysterious events tend to accumulate.
Some visitors have reported unusual sounds emanating through the corridors, as though there were a distressed ghost haunting the halls.
Recently, one guest, Baltopigboy, just couldn't sleep through the unsettling, near continuous wails and howls. He called the front desk for assistance.
“No Problem!” replied Dark Lord Night Manager Squirm, “I have just the thing!”
Squirm promptly came to the room with an apparatus he called “Noise Recycling Headphones”.
“These will block all outside sounds. You only hear yourself for the rest of the night, I guarantee it.”
Squirm advised Baltopigboy that it was necessary to hold very still for the headphones to work effectively, but Squirm also had a solution for that problem.
A couple dozen straps, ratcheted tightly, ensured there would be no concerns about excessive movement.
Once completely secured, Squirm activated the headphones - Baltopigboy was alone with the sounds of his breathing.
Then Squirm added some spicy electrodes to the mix. “This is a kind of monitoring system - I'll know your status from anywhere in the hotel.”
As the voltage was increased in amplitude, so did the sounds coming from Baltopigboy's helpless, gasmasked face.
The sounds were picked up by a microphone at the mask's mouthpiece, and pumped right back into the guest's head via the headphones.
Now confident that the gimp got just what it needed, Squirm turned out the lights and left to continue his duties.
The moral of the story: If you complain about our moaning ghosts, we will turn you into one!
Featuring: Squirm and Baltopigboy.
Specifications
55 minutes (combined), HD, Widescreen 16x9. Provided in .MP4 format.