Why do men always want to be worms in latex porn? she asked me
‘Oh dear, this is going to be potentially a long philosophical answer’ I thought. And trying to explain this to someone who didn’t have a clue, might also be embarrassing for me.
One guy came to me, had a fetish into nylons. He wasn’t into worms, or cross dressing, just tights – but there is a very similar parallel I am going to describe to you. I turned him into a silk worm. I wrapped him up in layers of nylons, encased in the socks until he looked quite plastic from the moiré effect of the sheer layers, and he was unable to do anything but wriggle like a worm.
For the same reason many people like bondage, and restriction, check out youtube for all the people applying self bondage to themselves, and worming around on the floor. Google sleeping bag bondage and you’ll see girls wrapping themselves up in homemade bondage bags, and squirming around in what appears to be a giant ribbed worm of a sleeping bag.
‘Imagine if that was all in latex’ I said to one guy, who nearly creamed himself. It would be all slimey on the inside, like being inside a woman. Either a giant woman, or an embryotic fantasy. A worm and its lack of ability for thought, engaging in a sensory deprived fantasy is the simplest rationale of fantasies with an objective. Women have those same feelings, only we might say we want to worm around in the bath tub as a mermaid, or enjoy being tied up, or enjoy a vacuum bed session like you see in latex porn. Women want to be valued so we are less likely to undermine ourselves to the position of a worm. We may also go for objectification or humiliation, but its more about the manner that it is done, rather than the role in which we play.
When a man wants to be a worm, he may not be implying he wants the humiliation, he may simply want to absolve himself of being responsible. He could go into his mind without thought, and in bondage, restriction and deprivation, simply enjoy the focus that the moment will give him without the wider complication and thoughts in the world. It is for this same reason many people experience fetish in so many different ways to introvert into their fantasies and escape for a time away from reality.
How unusual, I think I have a problem! How and when to introduce a new man in my life to latex porn? Well it shouldn’t be a problem should it? Considering everyone that knows me also knows that I know everything about rubber and latex porn, – he should be the least surprised person in my life. But wait, actually he knows nothing about fetish, nothing about any of this, he’s open to suggestion and ideas, supposedly, but up until now enjoyed quite a fulfilled and satisfied life without anything deviant. He says he has no desires, no games he wishes to play, no judgement of me, and although interested in ‘other things’ it’s not critical to the wellbeing of our new relationship.
Ideal!
I get to start a new life of exploration, but wait a minute… How do I even go near the fact that I know and have even done things that he probably hadn’t heard of, let alone if he really would accept! Hmmm dilemma. I know stuff, I am happy knowing stuff, I’m happy with latex porn in my life, and he knows it. But do I share it, do I expect him to share it with me? Do I want him to share it with me? If not, am I keeping the old cliché relationship secret? Not if he agrees he couldn’t care less! All the more for me then!
For a minute there I was feeling bad again that I would dare admit to someone that having a fetish means I get turned on by something out of his control, but where the problem would be is if he couldn’t turn me on, and then I had to rely on my latex porn. But this isn’t the case, I can choose if I want to go watch it, and get all hot and bothered by it, but then he will only receive the outcome of that. It’s not like he’s going to say no, nor do I have to shut my eyes and think of nothing but latex porn to carry on. So my question has changed from how and when to introduce him to latex porn, to DO I? Not if I can help it! This is my little thing which he accepts and he can ask if he wants it. (Mean while I have the upper hand and control over what I want heh heh, so I can still put ideas in his head!)
The fetish scene can never be properly measured. What about all those people at home who enjoy their fetishes and secret latex porn over the internet, but never, ever brave ‘coming out’ with it all? In fact, is there a need to even try ‘coming out’. You could possibly never post on a forum, never stick your neck out to critisicm, abuse, abhorrance, ignorant questioning, infact.. anything demeaning to your little niche of pleasure. Especially since some fetishes CAN be enjoyed alone, some fetishes make you feel very solitary.
My point is this, not all of us can be tallied up, and there isn’t really a need – except in those longing to share or find a partner to share their unusual fantasy and stop feeling alone.. How then would you proceed after being inspired by many a rubber fantasy presented in latex porn? Many of us go on the internet, it is the easiest mask of all to wear. But I went to an event which inspired me.
ICONOGRAPHY OF MASK hoodlovers ball
I drove – hooded to the mask ball. Rubber doll was with me tapping the dashboard and pointing me directions. Only to arrive and find other rubber dolls! Affirmation of a growth in this kind of fetish in Latex porn. This was the most bizarre fetish friendly event I had been to. Not strictly speaking a fetish event in itself, no playing or spanking or any such thing like that going on – just a gathering of masked party people. But there is a difference, there was an embrace of mixed fantasies in acceptance of everything from sinister, to cute, to just plain fun. Fetish blended into it just as discretely as fetish is a private thing. People were fun and open to approach, their masks gave everyone a fun characatuer edge they were representing. It was like being in a box of chocolates. They projected confident personalities behind their masks, and far from intimidating, was actually a really embracing experience. I think Rubberdoll felt very much at home, and was able to chime into the atmosphere with everyone being behind their masks, she was not alone. It was a great feeling.
Now I had suddenly broadened my understanding of mask play, and there was almost a sigh of relief from rubberdoll and I, that we were obviously not alone, there were real people out there – locally, who really understood and sympathised where we were coming from. Everyone else, whatever character they were playng, was appreciated in their little fantasy carved out for themselves, the cartoon of what they were.
I can only thank the organisers of this do, how ingenious it was to bring these facets of different pleasures together. It allowed blending across the various ‘geek’ niches from every different background. Catwomen, alongside superheroes, wrestlers, hooded gimps hangmen and henchmen, masked mistresses, and rubberdolls… Normally I am so used to seeing Fetishists conform to their hidden groves. And amongst them rubberdolls are sadly more domeciled than show off creatures, they don’t seem to take to the open fetish world so easily. They drone about with their business to serve and trapped in their masks find it hard to interact with demands of fetish play events. But in this event, they were there to present the charactuers of the domiciled friendly maids who are happier to serve in public than be dosed humiliation and toy abuse reserved for their private play with latex porn. It was refreshing to see them appearing more at home here and in place with the party, than edging along the road of caution, worried mistress might leave their side.
I am so impressed by the mix of crowd from new arty people into the scene, to gasmasked breathplayers, maskers and mysterious hoods, that I have taken a lead from this event, and decided to have a masked mascot ball of my own for my birthday…
I had a playmate come over to play. I was on retreat to my Isle of Wight location. Away from the bustle of London I can have my guests entertain me in my otherworld. I had to think of something to do entertain my time with a gimp. So being previously perverted from watching too much latex porn like Gwen Media, a friend and I invented our own arrangements to experiment on our test subject. I wanted to keep him enclosed and out of our way as long as possible. We could then go and babysit the body bag whilst we went off and watched more latexporn lol. We spent the day welding together rubber hoses, had to think of controlling his bodily functions. He was prepped with a clinical rubber suit, and tightly encased in a specially fitted body bag. It had location rings down the side to make him secure on the bondage altar. We spent the time almost like icing a cake to web him down onto the bed like a pair of spiders. The layers of rubber were not only thick but compressing and restrictive. I made sure he was going to be a snug bug inside by having prepped his extremities with thin latex gloves and socks. He was going to incubate for hours not have his blood supply cut off. Something I cant understand in a lot of latex porn is their ‘apparent’ suffering in latex enclosure for hours when clearly some of the suits look like they are pinching beyond comfort, and on me no doubt would cause numbness and tingling. It’s a side affect I don’t want to occur in latex, so everything has to be made especially for an individual, and thin layers help prevent welts from rucks in the rubber.
It must feel fantastic to be worked on and fully enclosed like this, I wish I could be done in something similar myself, but sadly never manage to get cohorts together I would actually trust. He had no idea what was going to happen to him in that pepper eyed bug hood. And trusts that he would be looked after well. He must have had only a tunnel view between her legs as she loomed over his head while we started to tube him up.
But when he started to squirm, and ruck, and apparently enjoy himself, I got rather jealous/disgusted of his pleasure, where so far I had not had the obligation… so I decided to be mean. My girlfriend rolled the silicone convene on, and I attached it to his breathing tube. If I had had the time, I would have made a latex pissbag. As it happens his pissbag became his breathing bag, but visually would have been desirable to see a bag come alive in quivering bloating latex. He had no idea where the tubes where going, we only threatened him with drowning in piss, and if he had spunked himself, he would not have been able to bear it. [Evil Laughs] It’s only the fact that he was horny was able to make him suffer the torment of threats for so long.
She mashed him with her ballet boots, he should have been quite scared I hope. I was masked myself, I could be as evil as I wanted knowing my sinister doll face was not giving away any of my humanity to let him off the hook.
We both used gas masks in order to enjoy ourselves a bit of the enclosure he was lucky to suffer. It was surreal, in our individual worlds, yet all connected like that. The outlets of our breathing hoses were connected to the rubber hoses we had made earlier. And as they bloated with our breath, so breathing became hard and made me more high and psychotic. I had wrapped them around her in an almost harness type arrangement, so while we worked separately, she was feeling them constrict and entertain her.
Then finally, we thought we would let him brew while we pissed around with our hoses. He lasted 6 hours before he jangled some chains to be let out. Turned out he couldn’t hold any longer and pissed himself anyway. Most of it went into a front pocket, so we lumbered him into the bathroom shuffling along still cocooned, and swung him over into the bath to flush him out. My girlfriend laughed and said it wasn’t that much different to working at a nursing home. Rolling bodies around and working on their basic functions. Only the difference is, woops! it might become a euthanasia camp than a nursing home. I then threatened to drown the gimp in a dunking session whilst he wormed around in the bath…
Consensual Kink of Bournemouth is a Luxury Fetish club worth travelling down from London for! I got special permission from the owners to video blog my activities, and show you all what I like to get up to. It’s an awesome venue, fully laiden with facilities with the fetishist in mind… be intrigued, the decadent fantasy is REAL! I had a great time here, having been to many venues, I would say this is the benchmark for the UK. Worth travelling long distance for! Classy, Relaxing, Unpressurised, Fully Facilitated for changing comforteably.. although I just turned up like that with a rubber doll!
Here is a video entry on my club exploration:
I drove all the way from London some 150 miles, had to pay for petrol at the station in that latex outfit. Then realised there was full facilities to get kinked up there! Sadly Bunny mentions someone stole their Latex Porn DVDs from the venue. The one they sadly miss is the Karezza DVD: Stephanie 2
(This DVD I am proud to say I recommended to them). It comes in a beautiful case, no wonder it was stolen. It’s good enough to give as a gift! Normally there is a good class of clientelle and respectablity at these clubs, theft is rare. But Karezza’s video is a treasure, and I do so hope it is discretely returned to the club owners.
Well, I had a fun time exploring the club venue, and my rubber doll was looked after by a lovely Mistress there while I did so. I shall have to go and pay her a visit sometime heehee. It’s difficult filming in clubs, everyone has to have their discretion obviously, but this was an ideal opportunity for me to show you what I get up to, as the theme was a masque fetish ball.. so most people were prepared to accept me bimbling about with the camera.
I hope to be able to show you more of my club adventures. It’s not easy as all clubs, even standard ones have discretion policies. If anyone wants me to cover their event, please write back and let me know. I’ll minx around and make it fun for you! Give me a challenge and announce me, though I do have to warn you – I will be turning up in rubber.
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