The Gangster's Wife: In Latex

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She’s flown over from New York, she says, especially to be part of London Fetish Weekend. She is one of many fascinating creatures who just seem born to be at a place like TG: sexually liberated and at one with the heady soup of nudity and sexuality on display. Men in suits shuffle out past the craziness, into the mundanities of Islington and the suburbs beyond. Others make their way to the ‘couples room’ (the room for sex) and I get the feeling that for some, the night is just getting started.

After the seemingly never-ending ceremony had eventually drawn to a close and Claudia had escaped from the innumerable congratulations and the obligatory thank-yous, it was a substantial relief for her to at long last make it home. She removed the gown and cap that signified her newly conferred degree and stripped out of the elegant dress she had worn for the ceremony. This was followed by a shower until she was thoroughly cleaned from head to toe. She was now ready.Don’t you get excited thinking about being forced to wear girls clothes all weekend?” She asked knowingly. After I replied that it did she asked me if I wanted her to do that to me and once again I answered positively. Then she asked, well more like stated. “Thinking about me making you into my little slave-girl really turns you on doesn’t it!” She laughed when I admited that it sounded exciting.

Claudia next received a pair of soft-soled shoes that would allow her to move silently and not disturb her own peace. These were accompanied by a pair of padded ankle cuffs that were connected together by a short cord, limiting Claudia to short steps at a leisurely pace and preventing her from getting over-excited with her movements. On her hands, Aaron placed a pair of ball gloves that forced her hands into fists and rendered them even more useless than before. With the addition of the belt around her waist and the wrist buffs attached to it by short cords, Claudia’s hands became completely useless and her dependence on Aaron was now nearly absolute. The ball gloves and cuffs would only be removed for special occasions when Aaron deems that they warrant allowing her the (partial) use of her hands. She gave herself to him then, milk pouring out of her into his waiting gullet. He squeezed her hard with his hand, and her rubber teat responded, pouring more of the frothy white liquid into him. Rebecca was suffused with an utterly new feeling, a glow, for every human touch was pure pleasure to her. She was nothing but rubber, milk and sensation, and she loved every second of it. She moaned silently. Gingerly getting in to the cab – latex chaffs – I’m not entirely sure what I’ve just witnessed. As Wood had told me, ‘Fetish is really a term for your fantasies and obsessions’ and Torture Garden, as he had said, is certainly the place to explore those fantasies in a fun way among consenting adults. Her vision was inordinately clear, if somewhat warped at the edges. She was in some sort of club or lounge. People in dark clothes sat all around, holding each other, taking softly, drinking.ADDA DADA's photography presents a variety of adults at different public events . These photographs do NOT imply the person's sexual orientation in any way. Everyone was asked and they consented to be photographed and posted Ever since I was in junior high and high school, I had become aware of my interest and attraction to latex and rubber clothing. I loved how it looked on those who wore it. I loved the sounds. I loved the way to molded perfectly to the skin beneath. From seeing photos on social media and videos on YouTube, I knew that owning rubber clothing had to happen one day. I continued to use my mouth and tongue to, what she called, “Worship” her pussy, making her climax at least twice. The whole time she told me about things she said she would like to make me do and about things she said she would like to do to me. “I’d like to make you as feminine looking as possible!” She started out saying, then she went on. “Maybe force you to take female hormone pills that would cause you to grow firm breasts like any real girl! Then after you’ve been trained to act and move like a woman I’d love showing you off to my friends! Maybe even inviting a select few to get into bed with you!” She teased over and over. Now, most people are faced with a dilemma: use some sort of aid to get out, or risk ripping the rubber. I, stupidly, continued to try and remove it. I succeeded, but the outcome could have been very different. Her exact words are ‘vanilla gateway’ and I can’t help but feel the ‘vanilla’ is aimed at me. I turn my Primary School-style latex swimming shorts towards the bar.

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Now my little sissy!” She said in a very sarcastic voice. “Here’s a pretty feminine slip for you to put on!” She added and then she dropped something onto my tummy. The elastic waistband was the first thing I felt and after holding it up for only a moment she told me to put it on. Only now her voice was hard and stern. She felt a sensation to one side. She turned and watched as a beam of light passed through her arm just after the shoulder. They were using a laser to cut her limbs off, she realized. She knew she was supposed to feel something was wrong with this. As with so many of the individuals here, she is impressive to behold; impressively free, like a rare bird tired of its cage.

I didn’t even see it coming, but I sure felt it when her open hand landed against the side of my face. “That’s not the correct way to answer me bitch!” She yelled. “Yes I understand!” I blurted out as I rubbed my cheek. Without saying another word she twisted me so her knee’s were pinning my arms down under them. We do not offer custom sizing in our mittens, as we have found that the stretch of latex makes this unnecessary. The length is approx. 46cm for both sizes, we can alter this upon request, but again the stretch of latex often means that this is not necessary. But it was clear she had no choice in the matter anyway. Dr. Meeks was already well underway. He sprayed her eyes ear and mouth with some sort of solution, muttering something about protecting the mucous membranes. His young male assistant hooked her into a harness, then unstrapped her from the wall she had been bound to. The salesgirl pushed a button on a remote control, and Rebecca felt herself lifted by some kind of crane. As she went past Dr. Meeks, he patted her foot almost kindly. "Goodbye, my dear," he said. "I hope you enjoy yourself." I didn’t know that I would enjoy wearing girls clothes!” I said. She prompted me until I added. “And that I was really a little sissy!” She seemed pleased hearing me say that and she told me I was a good girl for being honest and answering her like she wanted me to.However, in terms of your sex life, if your fiancé needs rubber to get aroused, then compromises, such as allowing him to indulge once a week, won’t work. And as you stood on the sidelines you could make out the little clusters of bodies in the corners, groping at one another, reaching under latex skirts, kneading fleshy shoulders, whispering their fantasies into the ears of their loved ones as others’ played out in front of their eyes. My hands were quivering as I removed all the tags and such from the lace and satin bra, which I wrapped around me and fastened closed. Once I had done that I slipped the elastic straps up my arms and into place on my shoulders. Been through this one myself running man! My wife had gained a bunch of weight after a baby and was self conscious.