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About EliaPet

What will you think if you look trough all my photos?


Im an exclusive gift and experienced sub that know many ways to pleasure males and females. I LOVE to be a pay slut :)
I spend money on new costumes and make-up, sorry guys but they cost a lot.
Only one way i can play for free if you will REALLY interest me with some other things or gifts.
You think that you are not like most of all Dominants and much more stronger and creative then they? Then we can talk about me being your pet without any gifts for me.

About me:
Im a fur pet. Yes, that means i love furs and feathers. Sooooo much! PHOTO REQUESTS ARE WELCOME!!! The page about me, one of the most beautiful and interesting fur slave pet sissies in the world)

More information (preferences)
Im not just a sissy, i love to combine sissyness and petplay.
Things that are really my fetishes are, FURS, RUBBER, hard makeup, feathers, transformation, costumes, being forccedly transformed into the most humuliating and hatefull role. im okay with fireplay, piercings, hard bondage, self bondage, degradation and so on. one of my fetishes is fear.
You like to make a sub live in fear? Read next, please. I'm really scared to be exposed and become a public toy. i hope one day somebody will say that im not too sissyfied, my makeup is not too rediculous. maybe even to be forced to chasity.


What i like.
Only creative Dominants that are interesting in their offers to my new costumes, situations and so on. Thats too few for me of you describe a new costumes something like "i want to see your tail plug and so on". And i will stop chat with you if you write me something like "do the best you can". If that happen you are not interesting for me. I am a doll played by people. They now collectively create new look for me to make a photo.

I'm on fetlife: https://fetlife.com/users/3886852
I'm on skype: entis_pilum
I'm on yahoo: foxi_the_pet

PLEASE, READ THAT BEFORE YOU WANT TO CHAT WITH ME FIRST TIME! 1. DO NOT ask me "how are you?" "what are you doing?" "what are you up to?" etc. 2. DO NOT ask my gender - im naturally a boy. Im a sissy. Im a crossdresser. 3. I am speaking ENGLISH! 4. I do love furs, feathers and many other kinks 5. I am a slave ONLY. DO NOT try to make me dominant. 6. DO NOT ask me what id love to do for you. I will do nothing if you ask. Thats boring. 7. DO NOT think that you are alone who want sex with me. I wont fuck you. Never. Im only a "girl" in this things. 8. If i dont reply, but read messeges, that means i dont want to reply now, and maybe i will reply later. 9. If i dont reply for a long time and dont read you messege, then wait for a week and write me again. 10. And yes, i LOVE creative, openminded and VERY kinky people. Man and woman. That knows my fetishes. And know how they want me to look like and what to dress. 11. I wont dress you up! Only if you are a lady.
== MY KINKY TEST RESULTS ==

  • 100% Bondage Receiver

  • 100% Exhibitionist

  • 100% Experimentalist

  • 100% Slave

  • 88% Degradation Receiver

  • 84% Non-monogamist

  • 83% Submissive

  • 80% Primal (Prey)

  • 75% Girl/Boy

  • 75% Voyeur

  • 71% Pervert

  • 69% Doll

  • 68% Masochist

  • 50% Sadist

  • 47% Primal (Predator)

  • 24% Vanilla

  • 15% Master/Mistress

  • 7% Brat Tamer

  • 4% Bondage Giver

  • 2% Dominant

  • 1% Degradation Giver

  • 0% All-Rounder

  • 0% Daddy/Mommy

  • 0% Switch

Be a Dolly! The clear latex body suit was almost tiny next to her body, but I knew it would stretch as it was designed to do, and fit her body like a glove. I worked it up her legs, but once I had her feet covered, I made sure the latex was tucked between her toes, then used electrical tape to wrap them up. The final result gave her feet a snub nose look. I then added a simple device to the mix: hard plastic sheaths on the top of her feet. The plastic extended from her lower calf to just before her toes. More tape held it into place and the result pushed her foot into an en pointe position. After finishing the other foot, I returned to stretching the rubber up her body. After almost an hour, and considerable amounts of sweat on my part, I pulled the high collar around her neck. The back zipped up with more effort, but what remained was a perfect body covered in tight, thin, nearly clear latex. I had made sure there were inserts for her breasts, to avoid the usual crush that occurs from tight latex, and I?m glad I did. The base of her breasts were circled by thicker rings of rubber, and she filled out the inserts perfectly. The tight rings actually made her breasts stand out even more, actually, an effect I liked. As I rolled her onto her front, I admired how the rubber literally clung to her ass, finding its way between her cheeks. Her crotch remained uncovered, a special gap designed into the outfit for just that reason. With her hands in the latex gloves, I folded her fingers around a soft ball, then used the electrical tape to lock them in that position. I spent a few minutes braiding her hair into a tight ponytail, including a leather strap into the mix, which extended beyond her own hair. I had plans for that later. Next I fit small stoppers with tubes extending out of them into her nose to keep her breathing, and then applied a catheter as well. I then fit a long line corset around her waist. The heavy leather item was designed to extend from just below her breasts to her upper hips, while constricting her waist to a mere 18 inches. Another fantasy for Sarah, though as I tugged and strained to close the corset, I was sure she would learn to regret it. Tightening the last inch, I was worried I?d break a rib. Her uncorsetted measurement was 24 inches, but she usually laced down to 20 inches with ease. Though that final 2 inches didn?t seem like much, it would certainly take her breath away. I had laced the corset with leather thongs, which had been soaking in salt water. I knew I would never get the back closed completely but, once dressed, her body heat would dry the leather, which would naturally shrink, finishing the job for me. The second, heavier suit was easier to fit on, once I greased up the clear suit. This much thicker, black rubber layer had been designed for her shape now, that is 36B-18-32, with feet in ballet stance. Now, as the feet were covered with the black rubber, her feet remained en pointe, and any evidence of her toes was gone. The rest of the suit was similar to the clear suit, including the breast rings and inserts. Once on, despite the constriction of two heavy rubber suits on her body, her breasts would remain a quite enjoyable feature. Her rubber covered arms slid into the secondary sleeves, and her balled hands fit into the ends. Like little draw-string sacks, her hands fit into the ends of the sleeves, with a slightly smaller wrist band locking the hands firmly into place. Now, her hands ended in nubs of rubber. The high, thick collar would help hold her more immobile, while merging with the hoods as well. The back zipped up as well, but the zipper was covered by a thin flap, which I glued in place with rubber cement. The result was a nearly seamless form. My final work on the suit was between her legs. Instead of the opening on the other suit, this one had a small hole for her catheter, and rubber inserts for her pussy and ass. I took one of them, turned it inside out like a sock, and lubricated the inside. Then, with the help of a dildo, I pushed the four inch sleeve into her pussy, until it coated her vaginal walls part way up with rubber. Her ass was similar, though the much shorter sleeve ended in an inflatable ring. Once I had gotten the short sleeve inside her ass, I attached an inflator bulb to one of two attachments, and pumped it up. The ring expanded, locking itself into place, sealing off her ass. Just for fun, I attached the inflator to the second attachment and pumped the bulb. This blew up a secondary bladder, which stretched the ring, prying her ass open wider and wider. I was glad she was still unconscious. Without a hood she would have been screaming bloody murder as the ring forced her ass open wider than an anal speculum could. I let out the air again and got back to work. I had left the collar unzipped, so I could fit the hoods underneath it as well. Again, my research paid off. Small, radio controlled hearing aid devices slipped deep into her ear canal, and wax plugs held them in place, while sealing off any unwanted sound. With spirit glue, I affixed soft eye pads over her eyes as well. Lastly, I fit a type of ring gag behind her front teeth, wedging her mouth open wide. I had been around Sarah at shoots enough to know that the combination of a ring gag and rubber hood would create a painful ache within minutes. I intended to keep her like this for much longer than that. The first hood was transparent as well, but with no eye holes. Her ponytail escaped out a hole at the top. The second hood was a much thicker leather hood, that laced snug and, with padded ear pieces, helped prevent sound from sneaking in. Again, I fed her hair out a top hole. There was a series of straps around this hood, which I cinched as tight as I could get them, making sure their was no pinching, but ensure that the hood was skin tight. The goal was to increase the claustrophobia by adding pressure on the head. Once everything was tight, I fit the final hood over the top. This ? inch rubber hood had a tiny sphincter of a hole at the top, designed for her ponytail. The mouth was a molded hole with a insert piece that surrounded the ring gag, holding it into place. It gave her featureless face a strange, open mouth expression. The rest of the hood had to be stretched a bit to fit, increasing the pressure on the inner hoods, but eventually I had it sealed in back. It also used a combination of a zipper and glued panel. The hood itself extended over her neck as well, then was covered by the outer suit. I added a healthy layer of rubber cement on the inside of the suit collar, ensuring a strong bond between hood and suit. The Real Thing by Thndrshark

Be a kitty!

Mistress Madeline was first to arrive. We had the particular pleasure of an underground entrance and valet parking during events like this. So rather than having to hide anything, our guest would often arrive in full form, tugging a young slave behind them. This was no exception. Madeline was fond of animal training, often keeping her slave girls in a cat or dog outfit for as much as a year. She too had become proficient at kidnapping and had brought along two of her victims.

It was difficult to tell who they where. Covered in an impossibly tight rubber body suit, their arms had been doubled up, their wrists locked to shoulders, removing any use of the hands. The suits legs where designed short, so that only a bent arm could fit into it. Wide rubber straps clamped the arms together so they became a seamless limb. Each finger had been fed into a special glove that, when tightened, pulled each finger into a tight ball, removing any ability to flex. Then, the hand had been twisted to fit into the slave’s armpit, thus removing any visible evidence that this was not an animal’s limb. The suit had built in paws that helped create a brilliant illusion of a cat’s feet. Legs where similarly bound, though the length of the lower leg versus the thigh required some modification. The legs where doubled then forced into a single sleeve, but an added modification where wide straps at the end of the toes. The other end of the straps connected to the lower back, yanking the feet into an en pointe position, much like the ballet boots. An additional strap yanked the feet tightly together just around the slave’s ass, then were fitted with a rubber pouch with a length of stranded rubber sticking form it. The illusion was perfect. With the little motion the girls could move their bound feet, they could simulate the swishing of a cats tail. The custom suits fit like skin and had been bonded to their bodies at their asshole and pussy. It was interesting to examine how well the suits had been applied. The rubber was cut to the body so that a long tube fit into the anal canal, creating the illusion of an entire rubber person, while holding each hole wide. The appearance was a totally exposed sex doll, shaped into a cat. The final touch was the harsh hoods that fit snuggly to both girl’s heads. Tiny lenses allowed the slave’s to see, though the image was considerably distorted. Madeline told us it was much like a bug, upside-down and broken into numerous small images. Thin tubes seemed to disappear where the nose would be and the mouth, though harshly gagged with an inflatable rubber ball, seemed to have a feeding gasket fit into its core. Madeline was happy to share the fact that both girls had been hooded for over 6 months now, with only the ability to breath their own. Even the feeding tubes connected to force feeding devices once a day, with the opposite ends buried deep into the slaves’ stomachs.

It was strange to watch these two slaves make their way in. I knew that both had been in training for at least nine months, giving them plenty of time to learn their roles, but it was uncanny how believable they where. If it weren’t for the visible feet being pulled back and the sizable breasts both slaves had dangling beneath them, you would swear you were looking at a large cat.

Couple Therapy
by Thndrshark. All rights reserved.

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