My latex bitch offered Me as a gift a new rubber catsuit, and it fits perfectly. It's tight and accentuates My feminine curves. Yet, being new, the rubber is dull; the catsuit needs to be polished. My generous chattel, also covered in latex from tip to toe, will get the honor to polish My new catsuit, and then be the first to worship Me wearing it. I want him to become obsessed with worshipping Me in rubber. Even though he only gets to touch My latex clad body with the special shining glove, and not with his bare hands, it's still an honor most never get.