Archive for Rubber Sleepsack
Total rubber ecstasy.
Posted by: | CommentsAnother opportunity for My collared slave to use his rubber sleepsack with matching hood, this time on the floor of My dungeon and secured with rope. No blindfold and no gag on this occasion.
After approximately an hour and 20 minutes, My slave announced that if he remained in this position for much longer, it was highly likely that he would not be able to prevent an orgasm.
What a interesting prospect… My slave having an orgasm without My assistance!
I did nothing for awhile after this proclamation and simply towered over My slave, tormenting him even further by occasionally placing My boot on top of his family jewels. Then it was time to put My fingers into action and I rubbed some lube all over the crotch area of his rubber sleepsack, paying particular attention to smooth out any lumps and bumps I could feel through the latex *wicked smile*.
It did not take long for My magic fingers to do its work and My slave was soon writhing (as best he could within his restrictive condition), in ecstatic bliss via a forced orgasm – his first within the confines of latex.
What can My slave expect in his next session?
Rubber restriction for My collared slave.
Posted by: | CommentsI had My fabulous new latex zebra dress and what better opportunity to indulge in more rubbery fun than to have My collared slave in his own rubber restriction using his rubber sleepsack with matching hood.
My slave was summoned to My dungeon in the evening for a surprise session and he got a lot more than he anticipated… LOL!
slave tate eloquently describes his unforgettable experience in his blog entry appropriately titled – Evening of awesome latex – whilst My description is captured in an appealing visual format *winks*.
Fun activities to begin the Winter season.
Posted by: | CommentsThe last day of Autumn ended on a wonderful note – sharing dinner with two fabulous Female friends of Mine. The day got even better when I discovered that slave tate had taken the day off to deal with the flat tyre on his car. PERFECT news, that meant maid marian was available for serving duties after all *happy Mistress is very happy*. Cooking would now be a breeze and I did not have to worry about cleaning up – that was My sissy maid’s responsibility.
The evening was most relaxing and My maid in her hobble skirt maid’s uniform looked formal and neat and applied herself to her serving duties most efficaciously.
What a fabulous lead up to the first day of winter which was shaping up to be a wicked day. A new sub with a very strong interest in rope bondage soon discovered the awesome restriction of My rope harness, cock bondage with predicament bondage to top it off. Whichever way he moved, there was rope pulling in one direction and another pulling in an opposing direction. Squirming only served to remind him that rope was attached to him from many different angles and he was not able to extricate himself from this situation *WEG*.
I love tormenting My poor subs in this position and I certainly had him by the balls in more ways than one *smiles with evil delight*.
After such a thrilling start to My day, I had My collared slave to look forward to playing with in the evening. First W/we had O/our regular review of O/our Mistress/slave relationship and having established My slave was very happy with his slave life, I only had one change to make. I decided that the Transgression Book I had originally given to ParkHer, would also be shared with slave tate. My slave will have to carry this book with him whenever he or ParkHer have to chauffeur Me anywhere.
I wanted to expand My slave’s experience in his rubber sleepsack but this time there would be no additional torment or stimulation like the first time – slave tate would be focusing purely on being encased in his latex world. W/we would see how long he lasts. After approximately 45 minutes, I placed a light blanket over him to keep him warm and also informed My slave that he would not be given the privilege of an orgasm. This rubber experience for My slave lasted for an hour and fifteen minutes, an excellent start to Winter!
On Thursday I had the pleasure of of disciplining a naughty boy who was a little out of practice… or maybe I was spanking his cheeks more firmly with My hand than I have done previously. It does not matter, the fact is that he was deserving of discipline and that is exactly what I dished out. At least he had the good fortune of a lengthy warm-up before I used My cane on him. It would be a long, painful drive home for this cheeky boy *grins with satisfaction*.
As if the day was not already fabulous, I heard from one of My ‘girls’ I had not seen for a very long time and W/we agreed to meet up in Brisbane for dinner and a well deserved catch-up which was the perfect end to My day.
A day of sessions with My collared slaves.
Posted by: | CommentsThe beginning of this month hit a shaky start when My collared slave tate suffered from a short bout of ill health and that meant he was not able to experience his new rubber sleepsack and matching rubber hood soon after it arrived.
My slave is rarely unwell and thankfully this setback was only brief. Unfortunately for My slave, My evenings were busy after his health had improved and to delay things even further, I also had a very hectic social weekend on top of Mother’s Day last Sunday. My poor slave tate just had to wait his turn and that turn must have felt like it was never going to happen!!!
First I had slave connor in My dungeon for a session in the afternoon. The bars he originally had in his nipples after piercing had been replaced with nipple rings and I LOVE nipple rings… they are PERFECT for predicament bondage *GRINS*.
Using My leather sling, slave connor was secured and the rope from his balls was attached to his leather wrist cuffs. Every slight rocking motion of the sling caused the rope to alternate between tightening and subsequently loosening *WEG*.
The pull on the nipple rings was just enough to cause some discomfort. My slave found this session highly exciting which ended after approximately an hour and a half of constant nipple torment with a rewarding climax.
W/we finished the afternoon of fun activities with a glass of red at My favourite local watering hole before dinner on the way home.
Back to slave tate… I did set him tasks to do over the weekend to stop boredom from setting in but that is not always adequate compensation for being in My presence. Misery for My slave finally came to an end last night when he was to present himself before Me WITH his new rubber gear for a session. The rubber sleepsack and hood would be baptised at last and My slave would have a new experience.
As every body has a different level of coping with cold, I wanted to see how long it would take slave tate to begin feeling cold in his latex sleepsack. That process took approximately 90 minutes and I was very careful not to over stimulate him thus causing an unauthorised orgasm, so I sat back and watched a DVD during this time with My stockinged feet resting on his chest. I must admit, My slave made a lovely warm footrest on a very cool evening!
When he reached the point of beginning to feel cold, he earned himself the privilege of being permitted an orgasm and was forced to orgasm before being totally released from his rubber encasement. The rubber sleepsack was a sensational new experience for slave tate and he is extremely happy with his new acquisition.
I am sure it was worth waiting for and there will be plenty more opportunities to continue experimenting *smiles*.
