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…
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