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most people, the bedroom is a place for rest
and seclusion. It provides warmth,
comfort and emotional safety. It also provides
a place for reflection, retreat, and sexual
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| So naturally, doing latex
and bondage in my bedroom, on my bed, was
a somewhat familiar experience. This bondage
session wasn't planned, and we hadn't thought
about photographing it, it just seemed to unfold
on it's own. I've found that best bondage photography
can be done during scenes that aren't planned
in advance. The photographer is able to capture
an unspoken energy between the players - the
energy that shares the emotional qualities
of the scene. |
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| As you can see,
I love to wear head-to-toe latex and to be
bound in tight inescapable bondage. I love
to experience the confining and restrictive
effects of latex, and knowing that I'm under
it's complete control. I am forced to be within
a cocoon of strange material that clings like a second skin. Quite often I come
home from a demanding day at work and wish
that someone would restrain me in head-to-toe
latex for the entire evening, as a means of
emotional escape. |
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| "Mark,
we need to have your report finished and
ready to present first thing in the morning.
Management wants to review the data before
making any decisions, so double check your
numbers - stay late if you have to..." |
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| I've
acquired a fetish attraction to the pungent
odor of latex - similar to the pleasure
people experience from the smell of
fresh leather. Without a doubt, latex
can be considered a fetish garment, similar
to lingerie, garter belts, spike-heel boots
and even French perfume. |
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| Just like women's
lingerie, latex designers create
all sorts of accessories for the
wearer, like the cock pouch in the photo
to the right. Inside the pouch, the feeling
is warm, moist and tight. |
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see, I am blindfolded and kept in darkness,
unable to see the person who is in control of
my restraints. |
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does a wonderful job of securing me to the
bed. My hands are forced deep within double lined
leather helpless
mitts, preventing me from using my fingers,
or even feeling my surroundings. Solid metal
shackles are then closed around the mitts
and secured to the corners of the bed. |
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| I love the
feeling of the metal shackles and chains. They are
firm, controlling, and above all, unforgiving! |
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hands feel warm and safe inside the
helpless mitts, and when I tug on the metal
shackles I am reminded that
I'm not going anywhere. The chains and shackles
don't give an inch
to allow me move my arms into different
positions to relieve the weariness. As
you can see, my upper arms, waist and thighs
are all connected together which makes
it hard for me to move in any direction.
Whoever created this bondage scenario really knew what
they were doing. I think they deserve
a tip. Hand me my wallet please, I think it's on the dresser. |
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settle back into my wonderful bondage experience, like I'm held in a strange latex womb. My rubber
hood presses firmly against my face and lips, keeping
me silent, meek and controlled. My sight is blocked by
a leather blindfold, it's dark
fleece lining
blocks out all the room light. |
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| I surrender to the latex and
bondage, and, as a result, loose
myself in helpless and erotic bliss. Not a care
in the world enter's my mind. My emotions and senses
retreat to a dormant state, and time stands still
as I drift into a mindless and wandering light
sleep. Some people call this sub-space,
I call it blissful erotic relaxation. |
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| As a young boy, I loved to daydream
about this kind of bondage
and sensory depravation. In my early teens
I had seen a James Bond movie in which a prisoner
was bound in an inescapable rubber suit and forced
to drift underwater in a glass tank. Flexible hoses
were used to supply air for breathing, feeding
and bodily functions - but the prisoner could not
see or hear, or touch anything that had form or
shape. |
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prisoner was kept under water so they would not
receive any outside stimulation. This would eventually
drive the prisoner insane, and they would divulge
their secret information. This bizarre scene made
quite an impression on me, and only fueled my
list of erotic daydreams. |
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I recently communicated with the owner of the web site Hanks
Dive Locker, who corrected me on my memory. He said the isolation
tank scene was not from James Bond, but was from a special two hour episode of the popular television series Hawaii Five-0.
This special episode was titled "Cocoon" and featured an isolation tank which
was used to extract information from unwilling
captives, including the star of the series McGarret himself. During the first hour the tank was used on an unknown agent, and during the second hour it was used again, this time on McGarret! |
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Hawaii Five-O was produced by Paramount and
aired on CBS from 1968 - 1980. If you do a Google search on "Hawaii Five-O" you will find a wealth if information on the series and places to purchase the DVD's. If you do a search on "Hawaii Five-O, Cocoon" you will find information about this special 2 part Cocoon episode. It was a really cool episode and made a big impression on me, as you can probably tell. Click HERE to see a video clip and a few screen captures which the guy from Hanks Dive Locker sent me - I guess the show made an impression on him as well! If you like the video clip, imagine how exciting the whole 2 hour episode would be like on DVD. Since there were many episodes produced during the show's 12 year run, make sure you order the DVD set which includes the Cocoon 2-part episode. |
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| Regardless
of whether it was James Bond or Hawaii-Five-0,
at age 47 I'm finally able to create my own
bizarre sensory depravation bondage experiences
- although I don't have any secret
information to divulge and I do it for my own pleasure. And what a pleasure it is! |
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| I made another discovery in my early 20's, dildos, and
how exciting they could be when used
with bondage play. I discovered that I became even more sexually aroused when
I'm bound with a dildo inside me. I can't reach
or remove the dildo because of my restraints, which
makes the whole process even more exciting. My
bondage also prevents me from stimulating myself,
so my sexual excitement tends to build on it's own. As
time passes the more excited I get, and the
more aware I become of my helplessness and embarrassing
predicament of being invaded by the dildo. This excites me even more. The scientific community has a term for this elevating process, they call it 'achieving critical
mass'. In any case, the combination of bondage and a
dildo is certainly fun and usually
ads to anyone's bondage experience. Add a layer of latex and you have an over-the-top experience! |
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| I forgot to mention
my
rubber boots, which complement my total enclosure experience in these photos. The boots
match my latex suit very well, and I can feel the rubber inside the boot
with my bare feet - it feels a bit clammy and strangely institutional
as well. I love the photo below of my rubber boot against the white bed sheets.
The image looks very strange, doesn't it? |
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Latex
suit, metal wrist shackles, leather
helpless mitts, leather thigh and ankle
cuffs, leather blindfold - Mister
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Latex hood
- Cocoon |
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