In the dimly lit room, Zentaisspandex sleeps, or tries to, encased in a shiny latex zentai suit, her eyes covered by a blindfold. Her mistress, a stern femdom, watches, her own pussy throbbing with anticipation. She approaches the sleeping slave, her heels clicking on the wooden floor, waking Zentaia. The slave's breath quickens as her mistress runs a gloved hand over her body, the latex squeaking softly. "Sleep well, slave," the mistress purrs, "tonight, you'll serve me in ways you've never imagined."