Rubber clinic examination

Something isn’t quite right with my *****. So I decide to visit a special rubber clinic to have my ***** checked.

I’m already completely sealed in latex and bound on a gyn chair when Lola Noir walks in to see her next patient.

Luckily she’s a highly trained expert in the field and knows exactly what kind of treatment I need.

With calm authority she begins to inspect my rubber holes. Making sure nothing is over looked.

She’s using a variety of instruments to make the right diagnosis. But halfway it’s already pretty clear that I’m just way too *****.

Only her specific treatment can cure me.