White latex catsuits and the ability to cloud men’s minds

Looking lovely in white latex catsuit and corset set

The photo: Model trying to stay warm during a lull in a desert latex photo shoot.

White latex and the ability to mind-fuck men: Though white latex is easy to look gloriously attractive in it is hard to keep pristine while wearing it since it shows stains, smudges and fingerprints so easily, things that are often masked by the default catsuit color, black. The six hundred plus men who have completed my casinos latex survey over the past several years say the same woman in a white rubber catsuit looks younger, prettier and more alluring than when clad in an identical design in black rubber.

The color white also seems to denote the woman as sexually inexperienced, perhaps even virginal and a highly desirable sexual partner since sexual inexperience suggests being free of STIs and a worthy subject for sexual intimacy. I know rationally that’s hard to believe, but a pretty woman clad in white rubber is far more likely to have men buy her meals and drinks, lend her a car or money and pay exorbitant prices for routine sexual encounters than if she was working the room clad in black rubber.  In our survey women in red latex are seen as a danger, or the woman being very sexually experienced, by a lot of men. Some are cautious and stay away while others are intrigued by the suggestion of a dangerous woman and are strongly attracted many possibly to their sorrow.

I’ve found when working as duty casino manager in a white latex catsuit and ballet boots I can often distract men who are fighting by just approaching them while popping my riding crop against the shaft of my leather ballet boot. They both stare at my rubber sheathed breasts or the zipper pull of my relief zipper stretched over the head of my Penetrator plug and forget what they are fighting about. If I wear black latex I have to use my riding crop far more often to break up the fight. I have a dresser who helps me into my rubber costumes and then polishes out the fingerprints and cosmetic smears with a silicone rubber polish before I go on duty and after each break. Wearing a corset you can’t bend over so any catsuit corset sex is missionary position against a wall and it’s a good idea to empty the bowels and bladder before getting into latex as even without the corset it’s difficult to go to the bathroom in a rubber catsuit.

Dressing to be groped: I think one of the glories of wearing a properly fitting latex catsuit is looking so alluring that men can’t prevent themselves from touching you and then walking into a bar to intentionally be groped. Most straight men and some Dykes squeeze the buttocks, breasts and groin, but for some their impulses are so far out of control that they will attempt to pull the plug out of a woman wearing one. More about that in, The male Gaze.

A technical problem with being groped while wearing latex is that skin oils from fingers, oils from bar foods and rough hands that snag soft latex as well as sunlight can all shorten the life of a latex garment and white latex will be yellowed by sunlight. To combat the problems of oils and sunlight weakening and discoloring latex Jeff at Labia Labs is trying different additives to sheet latex formulations in addition to chlorinating it.  However no additives tried so far have made the latex last longer w/o changing it’s feel and flexibility for the worse. The only thing that will extend the life of latex garments is using a good silicone lubricant as a latex polish. It coats the surface and repels the oils from groping fingers coated with the oils from bar foods which will prevent the latex softening from most oils, for a while. The labs have found nothing to prevent white rubber yellowing from sunlight. So the $350 white .4mm latex catsuits I wear while duty casino manager are paid for by the casino and  depending on the amount of groping I get, which I control depending on how needy I am to have my ego stroked, may last a week or even two if I’m not particularly assertive during that time in my cycle.

The Male Gaze: When I’m in a latex catsuit and especially a white one, I love to watch men’s eyes as they talk to me. Almost all straight ones stare at my breasts and crotch, which I’ll admit look lovely sheathed in shiny rubber. The seams of the rubber around and across my breasts seem to mesmerize them as do the relief zipper details (seams, teeth and pull) stretched over my plug head and mons pubis. I never knew so many men were fascinated by how a rubber catsuit was put together… or could they be staring for another reason?

I love having men in Naughty Pleasures bars who only know me by reputation try to pick me up. Their eyes seem pulled to my breasts and groin which at such close quarters standing in a bar crowd has them looking down at me while becoming obviously aroused and losing their train of thought as their little brain begins to wonder if I’m really as tight as they have heard and how can they find out for themselves. Given the business I’m in I’m pleased to attract that sort of attention as it gives me a splendid opportunity to develop much closer relationships with some of the men associated with some of the niche markets in the entertainment business to which we cater.

The psychological down side of wearing a white latex catsuit is that the wearer can develop a feeling of invulnerability because while looking her most alluring she is encased in impermeable rubber looking seductive while seemingly unattainable, a fantasy that can be suddenly and shockingly destroyed by a tug on her relief zipper and the quick insertion of two fingers if she isn’t wearing a plug. Even when plugged, being aggressively groped can bring a girl with a latex Wonder Woman complex back to gasping, moaning, struggling reality. A rubber-girl backed against a wall, can have her plug pulled out, shoved in her mouth and find herself suddenly taken bareback; plunged into repeatedly by an ardent lover treating her as though she was the last woman he would ever get. After he shoots his load into her, pulls out, zips up and walks off she discovers he was only looking for a tight, warm, deep vessel to ejaculate in. It’s an experience a ingénue will never forget.

I have a business client who likes rough sex with rubber-girls in ballet boots so I always have a fantasy afternoon with him when he’s in town to bid for my porn videos copied off HD security cams in the pool bungalows and concierge floor suites. Giving a man a piece from a lovely rubber-girl in Vegas is a common business courtesy, but when the piece on offer is from a casino owner like I am the bidder knows he is on the short list and white rubber catsuits are really in demand when servicing the men who control the porn film industry.

Latex catsuits and pelvic grooming: A woman shouldn’t try wearing lingerie or a swimsuit under a catsuit as you can see the bra and panty lines which disrupt the smooth rubber surface that enhance the curves of the female body. She also shouldn’t try wearing an untrimmed bush under a properly fitting latex catsuit as even a closely trimmed pelvic pelt can sometimes get caught in the zipper teeth and that usually happens at a most inopportune time. What I recommend and my Wards and female escort trainees and I do is have totally waxed pubes so we are hairless and look like ten year olds down there, well, sort of. Suits with zipper tongues are highly recommended as getting the delicate tissue of a labia edge caught in the zipper when you are in a hurry can absolutely ruin at least a few hours of even the most promising day with a hunky man.  

Blemish concealment: Catsuits are ideal for concealing bruises, rope burns and cuff abrasions as well as tats and some piercings though piercings under tight latex can be painfully pulled. So a woman who looks untouched in white latex could be a mess underneath a .4mm latex membrane!

Corsets: Matching corsets can be bought with latex catsuits and corsets while they can help more sharply define ones waistline can contribute to serious accidents or death when rubberiest are asphyxia enthusiasts as well. A problem occurs when the corset is laced too tight causing the rubber clad woman to take shallow breaths since she is unable to fully inflate her lungs. If she is wearing a gasmask as well which also hinders her breathing she quickly starts to hyperventilate and the CO2 she can’t get rid of or re-breathes from the gasmask causes her to go into repertory distress and if there is no one around to pull off her gasmask and unfasten her corset she can easily unintentionally asphyxiate.

Corsets are also used by pregnant escorts to get another few weeks of work by keeping her figures with a corset, assuming her nausea is under control. This is used primarily by girls planning to carry to term otherwise the pregnancy would have been terminated in the first few weeks.

Gigi gets an Oves

An Oves cervical cap used as a gas guard

Oves: A reader asked why Gigi wasn’t initially fitted with an Oves cap. The answer is that Oves is a very sophisticated cap and can be tricky to insert correctly. It is also tricky to fit. About 20% of women who want an Oves cap can’t be fitted because of an anteflexed uterus (“anteflexed": the fundus is pointing forward relative to the cervix) or the limited cap sizes don’t provide a secure fit. It also requires that the wearer have a smooth walled symmetrical cervix – often damaged during childbirth - because the dome clings to the cervix by surface tension and so the rim can grip securely. When Oves is inserted properly it is better than FemCap in both effectiveness, it is almost impossible to displace, and in comfort for both the wearer and her partner. However, FemCap forms a seal against the vaginal walls so is easier to fit. FemCap also provides some thrust buffering for deep penetration sex while Oves does not.

However, at my request Gigi has been fitted with a specially fabricated 19 mm Oves for use on a trial basis to see how she will do. Chuck says it fits her cervix perfectly! She has amazing manipulative skills with her fingers so she has no problem getting it inserted correctly and I’ve tried removing it and sucking on her cervix it develops an amazing vacuum so she will probably be allowed to use Oves as her primary gas guard after a week of testing. She can still use the FemCap if she is with a partner or riding a pelvic muscle exercise machine where she needs some thrust buffering. If she is permitted to use Oves as her primary gas guard, which I’m sure she will be, she will be one of the few St Lucy’s students fitted for Oves who can wear it properly.

Gigi gets her Penetrator plug: Turn around for standard custom fitted Penetrator plugs is very fast now so Gigi picked hers up yesterday from the clinic. Chuck showed her how to insert and remove it, with the anti-expulsion lug that fits behind the pubic bone it can be tricky at first, and she wore it out of the clinic and for the rest of the day. It can take a bit of getting used to because for those girls not used to wearing dildos or Ben Wa balls when out in public it feels a bit like you have a man inside you. The nice thing is that you can do really intense Kegel exercises with a Penetrator inserted and there is no fear of expelling it.

Gigi’s conquest: She bespelled Jacques this morning after ballet class. He had come to watch her take company class. Yes, I invited her to take company class because she is that good in both strength and technique so she isn’t a liability in class and she usually stays to the back or side unless called upon in her turn so the company girls don’t see her as a threat and she has made friends with them all, particularly Marie-Claude. Not that bespelling Jacques was all that difficult for her to do but it has given her confidence in her power of attraction to desirable men.

After class he was walking her back to the dressing room when she said there was something she wanted him to see and took his hand and led him into a small empty studio. The cams in the studios are movement activated so I was able to verify everything she told me later. She had worn her Penetrator to class for the first time and wanted him to see how well it fit. Wearing a Penetrator plug to pointe class is a very adult thing to do and some women never get over being self-conscious wearing one much less being able to do lightning fast pointework with one inserted. She went over to the barre, stripped off her convertible foot tights, sat on the floor wearing only her compression sports top and changed into a dry pair of Studios setting her taped toes in the blocks, before rolling on to pointe and with a lovely bourrée line moved gracefully over to him took his hand and led him back to the barre where she raised her right leg in a dreamy développé then lowered her leg and rested her heel gently on the barre. She then asked him if, he would remove her plug to test the vacuum seal and to see if, in his opinion, the head of her plug fit her correctly. She also asked if he liked her pelvic anatomy. He expertly released the vacuum seal on her plug by pulling the release ring lying flat against her perineum forward and down. Even on the cam audio I could hear the wet sucking sound as the seal broke. The plug glistened wetly as it slid into his hand as he told her that in this sort of encounter the dancer usually inserts the plug into her mouth to muffle any gasps and moans of ecstasy she might make during penetration. She just said ohhh, smiled and opened her mouth for him to insert her plug still wet with her vaginal secretions. Jacques expertly inserted it upside down so the clitoris shield covered her chin and the anti-dislodgment ridge fit behind her bottom teeth. He asked if she was comfortable and she nodded.

He told her she was lovely, and her totally waxed pelvic anatomy certainly is with symmetrical labia that engorge to a lovely dark plum color glistening wetly when she is aroused. Even on the cam I could tell she was very aroused and her erect nipples were plainly visible through the compression cups of her sports top. He lifted her leg off the barre and turned her to face the barre then asked her to bend over and grasp the barre with both hands. She nodded and did as he asked. Then he gently held her hips and guided her back several steps so she could bend until her back was parallel to the floor while still holding on to the barre. He unzipped his slacks and slipped his erection out of his Speedo, then spread the clear slippery pre-ejaculate that he was secreting until his tip was coated with his natural lube, then he placed the tip of his dripping shaft against the oculus of her introitus and asked if she was ready. She nodded and he pushed until he penetrated her, and with a single thrust all 8 inches slid inside her and I could hear her gasp as she took everything he had. He spent the next 15 minutes giving her one G-spot orgasm after another so that when he finally shot his load into her, her ankles were wobbling, she had locked her knees and her bum was resting against his pelvis to prevent collapsing. Jacques told me later when he saw her change her shoes he knew what she intended, but was astounded when she asked him so directly for his thoughts about her plug and intimate feminine beauty. The question was also a great risk on her part because some men are almost turned off by the looks of a woman’s vulva, being far more interested in their partner’s depth and the strength of her grip.

Envious of Gigi: At first I was madly jealous of Gigi being able to fuck her birth father, but then I realized she doesn’t know who he really is and was just trying out her feminine wiles with a trusted family friend who she feels comfortable with. Returning readers will remember that I tried to mend the schism between myself and my father by offering him sex and he spurned my advances for years leaving my offer unfulfilled. I’m convinced that he would have died a happier man if he would have let me comfort him with my body while he was grieving for my mother. Anya has had sex with her father, though he didn’t realize it at the time, and she says the experience was one of the great moments of her reproductive life. Knowing that Jacques semen was draining into her thong as Gigi sat across the table telling me about her encounter with him almost made me cry. When she saw me tearing up she asked what was wrong. I told her I was just so happy for her that I was crying. Never knowing my father carnally is one of the major regrets of my life. Not for reproductive purposes because of inbreeding, but as a grief reduction aid in special circumstances. I think sex with him would have helped us both recover from our mutual loss.