A multi-gas helmet worn with heavy rubber
The last of my Thanksgiving guests: Fiona and Colin are still with me. Everyone else has gone home. Colin was able to penetrate all eight of us, several more than once so I think he enjoyed himself and from what I heard from the girls he is skilled and considerate of his partners needs and we all loved the ardor with which he took us. Fiona is still trying to get a meeting with Senator Reid back in DC.
The weekend was a smorgasbord of men! It was so lovely, everyone came away very relaxed and there was very little competition among the guys. Some of the guys can be quite possessive, but it was known going in that we would be exchanging partners frequently so it worked out extremely well. The protocol for that sort of get-together is that a couple uses the women’s bedroom suite. That way she will have her lingerie and party clothes available as well as her indispensable slit-kit with all her reproductive tract Pharma and devices to hand. For pool encounters there were four couples at a time using the pit and two in the 20 ft deep swimming pool. I was surprised that no one went to the bottom of the pit except me and the men I took with me. The guys all seemed to enjoy it but were satisfied to tether the other girls at 20 feet or so and have dive-sex there. It is such fun, the anticipation of what the experience will be like as a new man pushes his way inside me! And my female guests had eight men to choose from for four days! It was marvelous! Fiona was CD4 and just finishing her period so she used a diaphragm to collect her flow for the first day or so. No one has had honeymoon cystitis so the pubic waxing – for the guys – and the use of SemécidePlus seem to have paid off, so far. After my flooded drysuit encounter with Jacques on Thursday I have the drysuit hanging in the dive equipment room to drain and dry out. That experience with Jacques was such a surprise that I was momentarily terrified. I haven’t had a man thrill me like that in years! I still get chills thinking about the seconds when my suit flooded! Even after several days I still get aroused when I think about how vulnerable I was. That sort of thing makes me want Jacques all the more. Is that a moth-to-the-flame mentality or what? I don’t think he meant me any harm but it was such a fright, and God knows I love being frightened, which, as I’ve written before, is why I do some of the things I do.
Taryn’s snuff videos: Her company has sources in security surveillance so has access to the security videos taken by CCTV in fetish clubs and female escorts apartment buildings two venues where women are often killed while wearing heavy rubber. Women having sex or being killed in heavy rubber seem to be subjects that are of greatest interest to a significant portion of the fetish client base. The problem with surveillance videos is they are often of poor quality, but there are filters and enhancement programs that they can be run through to get near presentation quality images. They are going to advertise that the lack of image quality is made up for by the fact that these are real women being killed in heavy rubber and not something make-believe filmed on a back-lot set in the valley with an actress in a Polymorphe catsuit and a bottle of catsup.
She showed us a DVD with four killings on it and while the images weren’t HD I thought the quality and clarity was excellent! I think they were all in Europe, probably in Germany which, from the statistics I’ve seen, seems to be the center of heavy rubber interest. That DVD really got the guys excited and afterward they wanted to see us all in heavy rubber so most of us obliged. Diané and Fiona decided not to participate even though we could have found them rubber in their size. That turned out to be ok for the rest of us girls since eight men had six women and several guys took us more than once while we were encased in our rubber suits. I was watching for any sign of instability in the guys, but (other than Anya) we weren’t using any breathing equipment that could be tampered with and no one had a knife or garrote or looked like they wished they had one so our ‘encasement party’ went well. There was a lot of fondling our breasts through the rubber and opening the crotch zippers only far enough to get access to penetrate us. Anya wore a multi-gas helmet, similar to the one in the image accompanying this entry. The helmet has been set up to use three gasses: Nitrox 2 with 36% oxygen, a 70%/30% mix of N2O as well as ambient air and her partner controled the mix of gas that she breathed. The Nitrox 2 was used to bring her around quicker after she used the N2O to lessen the effect of some brutal pelvic thrusting by Chris her on again-off again boyfriend. Together they are into really brutal sex so Chris has to be watched when he is with a woman other than Anya or he can forget who he is with and unintentionally injure her.
In my case since I’m lactating each guy wanted a taste of my milk which meant that my neck zipper was pulled down enough to give access to one breast at a time. Since several of the guys weren’t really familiar with how to properly breastfeed I got milk all inside my suit. So as soon as we were finished with the heavy rubber fetish session it was important that I get out of it quickly and have the rubber washed immediately. If milk has spilled or leaked into a rubber suit and it sours – and warm breast milk sours quickly - the smell is awful and there is no getting the stench of rancid milk out of the rubber.
Swim cap asphyxia: A 16 y/o died when her boyfriend tried to muffle her screams during orgasm by putting her silicone rubber swim cap over her face pulling it down tight and buckling the chin strap behind her head. That was the first I’d heard of that happening, but my Gyn said it happens during breath play and from time to time where pools are outside and girls wear swim caps for warmth as well as to keep their hair dry if they are just swimming. And outside in built-up neighborhoods there is a need to keep the erotic screaming down which I’m sure is what motivates most men who accidentally kill a girlfriend that way during sex. Fiona says that swim cap asphyxia is surprisingly common (for that sort of thing) in the UK especially among the middle class who like sex but are so repressed about anyone knowing they are having it. A rubber swim cap is an innocent thing for a woman or even a man to carry with them so no thought is given to its other possible uses.
The last of my Thanksgiving guests: Fiona and Colin are still with me. Everyone else has gone home. Colin was able to penetrate all eight of us, several more than once so I think he enjoyed himself and from what I heard from the girls he is skilled and considerate of his partners needs and we all loved the ardor with which he took us. Fiona is still trying to get a meeting with Senator Reid back in DC.
The weekend was a smorgasbord of men! It was so lovely, everyone came away very relaxed and there was very little competition among the guys. Some of the guys can be quite possessive, but it was known going in that we would be exchanging partners frequently so it worked out extremely well. The protocol for that sort of get-together is that a couple uses the women’s bedroom suite. That way she will have her lingerie and party clothes available as well as her indispensable slit-kit with all her reproductive tract Pharma and devices to hand. For pool encounters there were four couples at a time using the pit and two in the 20 ft deep swimming pool. I was surprised that no one went to the bottom of the pit except me and the men I took with me. The guys all seemed to enjoy it but were satisfied to tether the other girls at 20 feet or so and have dive-sex there. It is such fun, the anticipation of what the experience will be like as a new man pushes his way inside me! And my female guests had eight men to choose from for four days! It was marvelous! Fiona was CD4 and just finishing her period so she used a diaphragm to collect her flow for the first day or so. No one has had honeymoon cystitis so the pubic waxing – for the guys – and the use of SemécidePlus seem to have paid off, so far. After my flooded drysuit encounter with Jacques on Thursday I have the drysuit hanging in the dive equipment room to drain and dry out. That experience with Jacques was such a surprise that I was momentarily terrified. I haven’t had a man thrill me like that in years! I still get chills thinking about the seconds when my suit flooded! Even after several days I still get aroused when I think about how vulnerable I was. That sort of thing makes me want Jacques all the more. Is that a moth-to-the-flame mentality or what? I don’t think he meant me any harm but it was such a fright, and God knows I love being frightened, which, as I’ve written before, is why I do some of the things I do.
Taryn’s snuff videos: Her company has sources in security surveillance so has access to the security videos taken by CCTV in fetish clubs and female escorts apartment buildings two venues where women are often killed while wearing heavy rubber. Women having sex or being killed in heavy rubber seem to be subjects that are of greatest interest to a significant portion of the fetish client base. The problem with surveillance videos is they are often of poor quality, but there are filters and enhancement programs that they can be run through to get near presentation quality images. They are going to advertise that the lack of image quality is made up for by the fact that these are real women being killed in heavy rubber and not something make-believe filmed on a back-lot set in the valley with an actress in a Polymorphe catsuit and a bottle of catsup.
She showed us a DVD with four killings on it and while the images weren’t HD I thought the quality and clarity was excellent! I think they were all in Europe, probably in Germany which, from the statistics I’ve seen, seems to be the center of heavy rubber interest. That DVD really got the guys excited and afterward they wanted to see us all in heavy rubber so most of us obliged. Diané and Fiona decided not to participate even though we could have found them rubber in their size. That turned out to be ok for the rest of us girls since eight men had six women and several guys took us more than once while we were encased in our rubber suits. I was watching for any sign of instability in the guys, but (other than Anya) we weren’t using any breathing equipment that could be tampered with and no one had a knife or garrote or looked like they wished they had one so our ‘encasement party’ went well. There was a lot of fondling our breasts through the rubber and opening the crotch zippers only far enough to get access to penetrate us. Anya wore a multi-gas helmet, similar to the one in the image accompanying this entry. The helmet has been set up to use three gasses: Nitrox 2 with 36% oxygen, a 70%/30% mix of N2O as well as ambient air and her partner controled the mix of gas that she breathed. The Nitrox 2 was used to bring her around quicker after she used the N2O to lessen the effect of some brutal pelvic thrusting by Chris her on again-off again boyfriend. Together they are into really brutal sex so Chris has to be watched when he is with a woman other than Anya or he can forget who he is with and unintentionally injure her.
In my case since I’m lactating each guy wanted a taste of my milk which meant that my neck zipper was pulled down enough to give access to one breast at a time. Since several of the guys weren’t really familiar with how to properly breastfeed I got milk all inside my suit. So as soon as we were finished with the heavy rubber fetish session it was important that I get out of it quickly and have the rubber washed immediately. If milk has spilled or leaked into a rubber suit and it sours – and warm breast milk sours quickly - the smell is awful and there is no getting the stench of rancid milk out of the rubber.
Swim cap asphyxia: A 16 y/o died when her boyfriend tried to muffle her screams during orgasm by putting her silicone rubber swim cap over her face pulling it down tight and buckling the chin strap behind her head. That was the first I’d heard of that happening, but my Gyn said it happens during breath play and from time to time where pools are outside and girls wear swim caps for warmth as well as to keep their hair dry if they are just swimming. And outside in built-up neighborhoods there is a need to keep the erotic screaming down which I’m sure is what motivates most men who accidentally kill a girlfriend that way during sex. Fiona says that swim cap asphyxia is surprisingly common (for that sort of thing) in the UK especially among the middle class who like sex but are so repressed about anyone knowing they are having it. A rubber swim cap is an innocent thing for a woman or even a man to carry with them so no thought is given to its other possible uses.
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