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Banished to your Latex Porn!

Lady Onna — Wed, 30 Jun 2010 12:48:51 +0000

Stop feeling sorry for yourself if you think you have to watch it all alone! Stop and think if you are guilty of these things?

Do you keep a fetish wardrobe of stuff hidden rather than properly stored, bundled, or strewn wherever you last left it because you think you can get away with being a little untidy or hurridly hiding your fetish secrets? Don’t think that crushing it all in the allotted wardrobe is good enough my dear. You really think that you are taking care of things by allowing them to tear against each other each time you pull them out? I bet they are all stuck to each other!

Do you keep your fetish wardrobe spotlessly clean, I mean freshly clean, you should smell that lovely rubber like a perfume. It should be an aroma, but is there something wrong with the smell? Does it smell old or mouldy? Some of you plug playing pervs had better listen carefully, keep it separate, keep it fresh, theres no worse smell than rubber wardrobe contaminated with something old and off. It’s a natural product after all, susceptible to bacteria and decay, and you are putting that next to your skin…

Do you own latex that is more than so many years old, and you think thats alright don’t you, because after all no one else is going to see it right? I’m warning you, If I catch anyone with an old cheesy wardrobe I think I would sooner haul them to trash yard for being a horder along with the crumbly crappy wardrobe. Give me a slick new gimp not a crumbly repair job one. I don’t want hand-me-down gimps.

Do you dutifully look after your latex, like the real asset that it is, do you fervently polish it to a mirror to match those boots, even taking it out of the wardrobe once in a while to reapply that slick gloss to it? Do you think a lady would no less look after her jewellery and not get it polished?

Think about all these things, are you guilty? Would a woman in her right mind pair up with someone who can’t take care of themselves personally, which is metaphoric to not brushing your teeth, let alone being able to look after your mistress and companion? No wonder you are banished to your latex porn alone.

Your latex wardrobe is personal, it represents you. She will see that, so take the best care you can of yourself, and she will see that too. You cannot adore, respect or love anyone more than what you have in yourself, she will see that you are lacking and incapable of your ability to care for her. Take heed my warning. If you run guilty of these facts watch that you have set yourself up to fail with women, and live with latex porn alone.

Choose the right timing for Latex Porn

Lady Onna — Fri, 25 Jun 2010 15:05:10 +0000

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!)

How to find a real Latex Porn Mistress

Lady Onna — Thu, 20 May 2010 06:04:03 +0000

Years ago when I first decided to expose my deep interest in latex, I suddenly found a new society of ‘fame’. By coming out with my rubbery wishes and fantasies, I suddenly had a bunch of fans coming to me from the internet, and it got me curious. The new found support from masses of men online writing to me, made me feel quite powerful actually. I was wanted. It was nice, and I wanted to capitalise on it. Not necessarily monetarily, but in some ways I thought, ‘this is where I will find my new partner in life’, and ‘this is where I have an outlet to dish out all the repugnance I had for the relationships I had in the past that went bad over – rubber.

I realised that by deciding to take control of my fantasies, and only accepting the guys that knew and were happy with that in my life, I could be whole and relieved again. I recently had some venom in my life left over from some cry for help that turned sour and left me abused, and now my relationship with men was a a love hate thing. So much that I wanted to disassociate from real relationships and just have the fun part. Latex was for me the safest sex, my bad experiences had heightened my need for fetish and it’s safeness.

The men that wrote to me, would refer to themselves in very humble ways, it healed me, made me feel in control, and surely if they wanted to pay tribute, I would gladly accept. Knowing that I was fully in control, and able to reek out some hidden poison from my life on this miserable little being I had dehumanised into a gimp. My whole world was now latex porn. Meeting new masked bodies, secure in the disassociation from reality, protected from flesh by latex.

I was not advertising myself as a mistress. I never proclaimed myself to be. I was just a woman, madly into her rubber, healed by her sexual desires that were displaced like an addiction to latex porn. I took the philosophy that if for the time being rubber would heal me, and I could enjoy myself, then the little man that asked for it, got what he deserved and needed. Only under the roleplay of rubber though. I could only feel my senses come alive when bound in latex. The roleplay was just a means to using my rubber.

Please remember that I was actually too young and sheltered from actually knowing what all this was about. I had found a creative way of dealing with my problems, and I envisaged this to be temporary. I was aware that if I did not heal, I would likely suffer with some form of Dominitis and become a misguided man-hater for the rest of my life, presumptious that all men really deserve pain.

If you want a real latex mistress, you have to find someone with a real fetish, not just a mistress with rubber up her sleeve to shove up your butt to her armpit. Or next thing you know you just had your guts ripped out by a woman who doesn’t know how to therapy you. And girls, domming is fun, but do it for the right reasons. Mine was latex porn, seeing Mistress Sandra in control. If domming is a one way vengeance thing, you will not heal yourself and likely cause further damage to the poor desperate soul that came to you in the first place.

I still have a latex fetish – Obviously! I just don’t have a need to have a fan club of 100,000 people and play nasty with every rubber perv I meet. I’m happy keeping it mostly to myself these days, except for sharing it with you guys here on Latex porn. Consider yourselves lucky as I don’t give these insights anymore on places like Myspace, Informed consent, or Fetlife anymore. I only flash my rubber gusset here.

Jewell Marceau and Jean Bardot

skinjob — Thu, 21 May 2009 15:31:33 +0000

Ahhhh, the promise of Jewel Marceau & Jean Bardot in a rubber training video. I’ll have to admit that I was very excited to view this film being that I, like millions, am incredibly attracted to both woman. It doesn’t get sexier than seeing the two amply curved woman wearing their second skin.

In my honest opinion, the film starts off a little weak due to some silly acting on part of Jewel

The set up is that Rubberella is letting Jewel step in to domme her slave. So, Jewell sort of asks Rubberella’s opinion on how to go about “punishing” the slave. Although some might get titlated by this attitude, I found it to be a little too playfull. Something else that detracted from the scene is that Jewell goes into how she’s supposed to punish the slave, but it’s never explained why. Plus, the slave doesn’t lookresistant at all, and in fact, acts all cooey like she’s trying to be all sexy or something. Not very serious. I’m a fan of erotic domination, and honestly it appeals to me more than domination as a means for behavior/attitude modification, but there was just something a little off with this particular set up.

Darby, the slave, does look pretty foxy in her latex, though. She’s in a sleeveless shirt, but has removable sleeves on, garters, thigh-highs, a ball-gag, and eventually a hood. Both Jewell and Jean are wearing black bustiers with straps, and black pants. I’ll say that Jean looks incredibly exquisite.

Jean takes control of the first scene, and really delivers a better performance. She takes the training a lot more seriously than the playful Marceau. Once Jean whips the slaves tight ass with the cattails, things start to get a little more believable. She really works the slave’s ass, giving her about forty consequetive swipes with cattails. The slaves ass quickly begins to match the red of her latex.

But, again, once Jewell takes over as the clumsy, inexperienced domme, it sort of loses something – although, the force by which she smacks the slave’s ass is definitely noteworthy. – I guess Jewell can’t but help to excell despite her character’s supposed inexperience.

Jean busts out the crop, and tenderizes Darby’s nipples. There’s a nice smack that from the crop hitting the latex, and it sort of actually makes you feel what Darby is feeling.

At the end of the scene Jean chastises Jewell for her lack of poise and her tactlessness. I couldn’t agree more Jean…

By the way, at the end of the scene, there’s a nice long shot of the the slave Darby just sort of writhing as in the restraint bars. The squeaking of her latex is very audible, and oh so very exciting.

The next scene is nice because it starts out with a great shot of Jewell’s juicy ass. Jean has decided to punish her slovenly mistress-in-training, so she’s got both Darby and Jewell handcuffed over a bench.

Jean, now outfitted in a rubber hood with a pony tail, hand spanks Darby to show Jewell an example of poise. Furtunately for us, Jean sees it fit to unleash Jewell’s magnigicent breasts from her bustier. And also, fortunatley for us, she shuts Jewell up with her own ball-gag. You can still hear Jewell’s simpering though. Her simpering becomes a little more excaptible once Jean puts Jewell in a female latex mask, and stuffs the gag back in. It’s just a nice little humiliating touch.

The scene is mostly hand spanking, but if you hang in there, you’ll get to see some really nice tit torture.

The third scene is the best, from a BDSM perspective. Jewell is strapped to a wheel, and her tenderest parts are all exposed to Jean’s cattails. Some crop stokes to the pussy, and then some clothes-pins to her nipples and labia, and to top it all off, Jean sets Jewell spinning on the wheel.

The four scene has Jewell in her third pair of rubber thigh-highs, gagged, and in stocks. Jean makes her deep-throat a gigantic black dildo, and then she rams the cock in Jewell’s pussy until she cums. The dildo work is pretty damn forceful, and I can’t imagine that it was a pleasant experience for Jewell. But, that’s of no concern for Jean, because Jewell’s orgasm wasn’t strong enough, so she uses a wand to give Jewell a second forced orgasm. I have to admit, that this portion of the film is a close second to the third scene because I’m a major glutton for forced orgasm stuff. But, I’ll have to say that Jewell’s wailing and moaning came across sounding a little but like Olive Oil. Ohhhh, ahhhh, ooooohhhh Popeye, I mean Mistress Jean.

After Jewell cums, presumably, like ten times, there’s a quick worship segment. Even though it’s only a minute or two, it’s actually a pretty nice segment. Jewell runs her tongue all along the lines of Jean’s rubber boots, and sort of melts as she talks to her Mistress… then, it’s just a really abrupt end, into the credits.

All in all, the movie was nothing to write home about, but I still thought that you guys might be interested just because of the star power involved. Some of the segments were stronger than others. The rubber was ok. Again, nothing too fantastic or mind-blowing. I think some it gets a little nicer towards the middel of the video.

And, that’s about it…