HydroGlove latex drysuits and Blog Stats

Escort candidate in a HydroGlove latex drysuit euphoric on NymphGel

Escort training in HydroGlove drysuits: The new group of escort trainees began last week. Wouldn’t you know everything seems to come at the same time. We are starting out the girls submerged latex encasement training using HydroGlove latex drysuits. HydroGlove is a basic latex suit that is very light and comfortable to wear and it is thin and stretchy enough that it flatters the female figure. It is ideal as a starter suit for use in training pools and sexual encounters. Because it is very thin and can be easily punctured on sharp rocks and metal it shouldn’t be worn in a rough environment.

The HydroGlove is a waist entry suit. The bottom half is pulled on like a pair of very long waisted slacks. Then the long tubular waist is folded down to the wearer’s waist level. The top is slipped on over the head like a rubber hoodie and the tight fitting hood positioned to seal around the face. The upper part has a very long tail rather like wearing an extra large tee as a sleep-shirt and the tail is pulled down and straightened out over the folded down waist of the bottom of the suit. Then the Long waist and the tail of the upper part are rolled together in an inch wide fold up to the wearer’s waist. It folds 4 or 5 times making a water tight seal of the upper and lower halves of the suit around the wearer’s waist.

A flooded HydroGlove: A really nice thing about a HydroGlove is that if it floods while the wearer is using it for buoyancy compensation she isn’t trapped on the bottom of the body of water she is diving. It is relatively easy to get out of a flooded HydroGlove and swim to the surface. That’s a feature more women latex fetish divers are appreciating since it has become distressingly common for men to take out their frustrations on a partner by slashing and flooding her drysuit. They think she will be left helpless to suffocate or drown on the bottom, but if she is wearing a HydroGlove she can survive the attack, unless she has been shackled to the bottom which rarely happens. Then of course she is well and truly fucked in every sense of the word!

There are no fill and dump valves or hose connections to a HydroGlove so it has a clean slimming appearance. The hood seals around the wearer’s face. On the surface it can be inflated by pulling the chin of the hood over the wearer’s mouth and blowing into the suit. Or for compressed gas inflation when submerged the hood can be worn over the skirt of the mask and then by exhaling into the mask air will be forced out the top of the mask and under the hood of the HydroGlove. Or, the mouthpiece of the second stage reg. can be slipped under a wrist seal and the purge button depressed to fill the suit. For deflation a wrist seal is opened a bit to release the desired amount of air.

HydroGlove penetrative encounters: Clients are increasingly asking for dive-sex encounters with a woman wearing a drysuit. A heavy rubber shoulder entry dry suit like an Avon or GNT isn’t suitable for penetrative dive-sex as the zipper is under her tank and she has to take off her breathing equipment to get out of the neck seal. Though a client into technical diving might want exactly that! More typically a man just wants the thrill of seeing his partner’s protective drysuit flood leaving her vulnerable to the ambient water temp, even though the water is a comfy 85 degrees. I think it’s important to keep in mind that the brain is a person’s most powerful sexual organ! Men who have talked to me about their reasons say they enjoy the thoughts of endangering their partner during sex. I would say that is misogynistic except that there are a lot of women in my circle who enjoy the thrill of having their protection compromised every bit as much as the guys enjoy doing it. Estrogen and testosterone getting the two sexes to the same kinky place! Go figure!

HydroGlove is ideal for submerged penetrative sex as all that needs to be done is unroll the waist seal. Of course once flooded it is difficult to purge the water from the suit. It can be done not quite completely (but more than enough to use it for buoyancy control) with a HydroGlove by resealing the waist and introducing gas into the suit by inserting the mouthpiece of the reg under a wrist seal with the wearer’s feet higher than her head so the air flows to the feet of the suit while the water is pushed out through the same open wrist seal as the suit fills. The problem with that is that it is a tricky process and the wearer needs to be tethered to the bottom to prevent an uncontrolled ascent to the surface. So in practice after foreplay while the escort is still in her in inflated HydroGlove she lets her partner unroll her waist seal and flood her suit and she lets him penetrate her after checking that her gas guard is in place and she has enough DiveGel inserted. She wears a short tank so she can be taken conveniently from behind and she lets him finish inside her planting hundreds of millions of sperm deep inside her up against the stretchy rubber dome of her gas guard. After he withdraws she removes the upper half of her HydroGlove, drops her weight belt and they head for the surface together.

Submissives in HydroGloves: We are holding a class for a few of the Local rubber Doms favorite Submissives to train them to use the HydroGlove as an encasement suit as well as to use the suit for dive sex. The girls are enthusiastic about wearing HydroGloves because of their lightness, the flattering fit and ease of movement when fully encased. For fave Subs they have a lot of spirit, but perhaps that’s because they are in one another’s company and all have repressive disciplinary regimens they live under. And while in training they are out from under the discipline of their Doms. All the costs for equipment as well as room board and tuition, covering instruction expenses as well as cost of the training facility, are paid for by the Dom sending his Sub for training.

Costs: The cost of a HydroGlove dive sex encounter with a commercial escort is very expensive because of the additional training. It also includes the cost of a hooded HydroGlove ($170 USD retail) from http://www.hydroglove.com/ or a distributor. That’s because clients are so anxious to flood their escorts suit that they often tear it and while a torn suit can usually be repaired you don’t want to wear a repaired suit for an encounter that has cost the client thousands of dollars. However, we do use the repaired suits for training and our own in-house BDSM encounters.

Blogger Stats and Latex Lit: I’ve been looking at my blog stats from the new Blogger Stats feature that was just activated and guess what the eight most popular entries on my blog are. In order of popularity they are:

Open water bondage Apr 3, 2010 707 page views
Snuff videos and heavy rubber Nov 30, 2009 501 page views
Gasmask-sex underwater April 14, 2010 364 page views
BDSM Fellatio collars July 17, 2010 308 page views
Gas masks, rebreather bags and heavy rubber September 7, 2009 225 page views
Heavy rubber and rebreather bags August 5, 2009 191 page views
Ballet-boot maintenance and etiquette September 6, 2009 181 page views
The Sybian machine July 20 2010 145 page views

So Eric, while I’m not a Geek Goddess I have, without even trying, seem to have become an ‘author of explicit rubber narratives’, better known as Latex Lit. Or perhaps it’s just that a lot of my readers think I am. Not that I mind. I think someone should be writing about what goes on in the local BDSM community and behind all the glitter and glamour of Vegas. I think the greed, envy, and psychopathic violence in the fetish community is fascinating and being a part of it keeps my adrenaline pumping and my skills well honed. Given that I’m a ‘Rubber Slut’ (the highest position a woman can hold in the local latex fetish community) and having insight into what is happening out here I suppose, for now, that someone is me.

Thanks and call for requests: I want to thank all the members of the U.S, and European fetish communities who are reading my blog. [Though I don’t think they read my general posts like this one.] There are aspects of the D/S BDSM community here that I haven’t written about because they don’t interest me. However, if a reader has a particular fetish that s/he hasn’t seen mentioned please let me know (by leaving a comment) and if it’s happening here I’ll post about it. Ok?

NymphGel, doorknobs and me

A doorknob sanitary sheath

My experience with NymphGel: I asked Jeff to let me try NymphGel. He was reluctant to let me, but eventually gave in because he has just reduced the amount of the active ingredient in it to the point that they think flashbacks will be far rarer and much less intense than with the Block 2a version that caused the volunteers who were trialing the initial version such problems.

It’s so intense it’s disorienting! Even masturbating is unbelievably intense and any phallic shaped object became a candidate for insertion. On the list of inanimate objects I was intimate with I managed to successfully fuck three doorknobs in my home while under the influence of NymphGel as well as the usual series of large dildos. And then I took Jacques, Peter, Pirate and Adolph the last of whom I actually thought was gentle which tells you how hyper I was. Fortunately I have a very stretchy vagina and had been prepping with a topical estrogen cream for more than a week, but even then getting the knob through my pelvic opening w/o causing severe bruising was tricky. I had taken 600 mg of ibuprofen before applying NymphGel knowing I was probably going to do some things I wouldn’t otherwise attempt and I had Anya stay with me in case I became self-destructive. My stallions enjoy menstrual sex so my being menstrual was a plus for them though it was messy when I mounted the doorknobs because I had to remove my gas guard since the knob fits behind my pubic bone where the anterior rim of the GG normally sits.

Doorknobs: I hadn’t fucked a doorknob since I was at SAB in 1988. Earlier, when I was in ballet boarding school in upstate NY some of the girls who had gymnastics backgrounds were far more flexible than me and routinely fucked their dorm room doorknobs after stretching condoms over them. But just so no one had more bragging rights than me I mounted my share and the challenge of being able to do it again occurred to me a few minutes after inserting the applicator of NymphGel into my birth canal. Being petite at 5’4” even with long legs I had to use a folding kitchen step and stand en pointe to get high enough to fit the knob between my labia as I held them spread with my fingers. Anya was thinking fast enough to talk me into rolling a Trojan Magnum XL lubricated latex condom over the knob before I mounted it, not that I wasn’t already well lubed with NymphGel, but it avoided the possibility of getting metal particles, oil and bacteria from the knob in my vagina and blood and NJ all over the knob.

Once in position the trick was doing pelvic thrusts onto the knob hard enough to get it past my pelvic bone w/o toppling backward off the step. After the knob was past my pelvic bone I could relax because the upper part of the knob was behind my pubic symphysis and held me snugly against the door. Then it was just a matter of contracting my vaginal muscles around the knob to stimulate my G-spot which was the easy part since anyone able to ripple grip a man can easily masturbate to a vaginal orgasm with something the size (2.0 inch diameter) of a doorknob. In the past I’ve had to concentrate to prevent panicking into severe vaginal contractions and clamping myself on the knob so tightly I can’t get off. With NymphGel I never felt at all anxious and thought I was always in control, which is one of the ways NymphGel clouds a girls mind.

In my defense, while in school I once forced a small coke bottle up my vagina on a bet so I knew I wouldn’t have a problem with a doorknob. It’s only been two days since I inserted a single application of NymphGel, but I haven’t had any intense flashbacks that I can’t handle though I have had some small ones that make my pelvis tingle and cause me to lick my lips and salivate when I look at doorknobs. Given no major flashbacks I think it’s safe for me to go diving with a gas guard inserted as I really need dive-sex.

Vaginismus and doorknobs: There was a girl in ballet school who I was competing with for Alpha in our circle of friends. We had a contest to see who could fuck the large doorknob on the Head Mistress’s office door while our circle watched. It was on a weekend evening I had a key to the Admin wing so we went in and locked the door behind us. We wrapped the knob in kitchen wrap since no one had a condom large enough to put on it. I went first w/o much trouble except a little bruising because I was still using the topical estrogen cream I used in order to be able take the coke bottle. It was only my third doorknob and the largest - being 2 ½ inches in diameter – that I’d tried. Fortunately it was low enough to the floor that with our long legs and en pointe we could reach it while standing on the floor.

My competitor in the contest while larger than me had a smaller pelvic anatomy and while she managed to mount the knob she couldn’t dismount. She needed to pull up in her shoes to get the knob out from behind her pubic bone and couldn’t do it and in the process of squirming she developed a class 1 tear. She had an anxiety attack and had severe vaginal muscle contractions (a form of vaginismus) and clamped down on the knob so she couldn’t move. We had to call the school nurse who called the doctor on call who got her strapped to a vertically positioned stretcher and administered a sedative while someone from housekeeping came to remove the other side of the doorknob assembly so she could be pulled off the door with the knob still stuck inside her. The doctor gave her nitrous oxide to anesthetize her while he removed the knob. Her urethra and bladder were badly bruised from the weight she put on the knob when she ‘sat in her shoes’ (put her weight on her heels) that caused her to slouch down and put most of her weight on the knob. And the class one perineal tear required several stitches. We tried to keep the administration from telling her parents but couldn’t and she was withdrawn from school. The good news was that I became the undisputed Alpha in my circle.

Rubber, lust and euphoria

Manic-euphoria under the influence of NymphGel

Latex and lust: Jeff’s laboratories had been working on a product to treat depression but it appears to be better suited for jump starting a sexually suppressed woman’s libido. He started with pheromones from male perspiration and has increased the strength by an enrichment method that customizes the male molecules. The research project is called ‘Lust’ and limited trials have had considerable success. However some women are more sensitive to it than others and an overdose can cause severe problems in yet another instance of too much of a good thing being dangerous.

NymphGel: His labs have a developmental contract to customize the chemical formulation to increase the strength of the side effects by gene-splicing to more directly affect a woman’s endocrine system. As I mentioned it was initially developed for use in treating severe depression. However, in clinical trials it was found to be ineffective for depression, but was found to have an unanticipated side effect of sending the patients libido into overdrive. If developed (to the point that the results can be controlled) it may be used as a chemical agent in physiological and chemical warfare to control or disable women. Right now a woman treated with Lust not only will have a euphoric sexual encounter with anything she can get in her vagina, but have flashbacks afterward sending her into a sexually manic-euphoric state and the flashbacks can occur as much as a week after as little as a single application of the product. It’s pretty amazing to watch an experienced escort with an A-type personality who thinks she is in total control get mind-fucked by her own body. The flashbacks have proven to be the most worrisome side effect (for a commercial product) and extremely dangerous because suddenly going manic-euphoric when reasoned thinking is called for can be fatal. So far the flashbacks seem to be dose related. Below some threshold they don’t seem to occur, but that threshold differs from woman to woman.

For test purposes the formulation is being added to the silicone lubricant Jeff sells as DiveGel. This formulation is being tested as ‘NymphGel’ and is usually applied in the vagina or anus. There is also a perfume version, absorbed through the skin - sniffing it gets it into a woman’s blood stream almost as fast as vaginal insertion. There is also a pill which is less effective because it has to pass through the digestive system so it takes a higher dose and longer to reach the woman’s bloodstream. The chemical appears to have no affect on men. Jeff is using several of our escorts as volunteers to test the perfume version and two of them became pregnant almost immediately, not because they didn’t take their birth control pills, but because the chemical blocks the absorption of the progestin in hormonal birth control so ovulation is no longer suppressed. Another volunteer died while using the NymphGel version when she had a manic-euphoric flashback during a practice dive. She removed her regulator at the bottom of a 20 ft deep training pool and drowned. She wasn’t wearing a spit-strap on her reg [like the volunteer in the image accompanying this entry] because she and her partner were practicing underwater fellatio and she fought off her male dive-buddy who was unable to get her to the surface until she was so starved for oxygen she was brain dead. NymphGel can obviously mind-fuck a woman, but robbing her of her willpower is a minor part of the problem when she overdoses.

My ME and gossip: Today I’m CD2 and having my secondary libidinal peak as I’m menstrual. I Switched to my Reflexions latex gas guard Thursday night and went for my first of cycle Menstrual Extraction (ME) at the clinic Friday morning. While I had my feet in the stirrups getting my endometrium sucked out I swapped gossip with my Gyn. She was telling me about the recent rash of asphyxia incidents in her neighborhood where two teen girls have died during bondage encounters because the couples were not taking the proper precautions while using gasmasks equipped with rebreather bags. In one instance it was a girl-girl encounter where the girl’s mom was giving her 17 y/o daughter a breath control lesson and things went badly wrong.

Her mom said later that she was trying to help her daughter train in restraints with a rebreather to get a role in a porn video by being active in breath control encounters with her boyfriend. The BF is a sometime adult media actor and has a financial interest in an upcoming underwater breath control video that’s being cast. The daughter was in her skin tight latex wetsuit with her wrists tied and her mom was controlling the valves on her rebreather bag trying to get her daughter to increase the length of time she could go w/o passing out when she suffocated. Her mom went to pieces and is in a psychiatric hospital under a suicide watch while they try to calm her down.

I think a lot of the fatalities are because obtaining gasmasks and rebreather bags is so easy, relatively inexpensive and they aren’t bulky to store, carry or hide as circumstances dictate. And, they have been around for use in defensive military applications or as medical apparatus and have come to be thought of as harmless, or at least not dangerous. I’ve commented before that in my experience rebreather bags are a male fetish and that women who use rebreathers are often doing it at the request (or insistence) of their male partner who gets off when his rubber-chick is encased in rubber and struggling to breathe as he plants his seed in her belly. It’s a male domination fantasy for sure!

But as I mentioned earlier a gasmask and rebreather bag is a quick inexpensive way to take a step up and get into reusable breath control equipment w/o having to worry about getting tangled in a plastic dry-cleaning bag or the expense and maintenance of latex encasement suits and hoods. Unfortunately, it seems little thought is given to having a workable escape plan if something goes wrong while a rebreather-girl is without air.