Oh, what joy it is to have my hands on a rubber-loving client who desires hours of inflatable rubber fun with all of the inflatable rubber suits (and the inflatable accessories to match) which fill a couple of the many floor to ceiling wardrobes in my London BDSM Laboratory.
To get the best out of your Inflatable rubber experience you need a lot of fetish rubber equipment, a lot of time, and a professional Mistress such as myself to ensure that everything goes perfectly to plan, and the inflatable rubber bondage is not only exciting and sexually arousing but also safe and satisfying.
The first job for me, even before the client arrives, is selecting a range of suitable inflatable rubber suits and bags and getting them ready to enclose him in rubber heaven.
Just to speed things along in the session I like to partial inflate my new Studio Gum five-chamber inflatable rubber, full enclosure suit so that it is still easy to get into but takes less time to fully pump up.
My preparations in getting all of the inflatable rubber wear ready also mean that the client, always desperate to get into rubberwear, got to see the treats which lay in store for him, hanging from the ceiling rails, as I first of all warmed him up with some time in a rubber catsuit, being wanked by the Serious Kit milking machine on my bondage chair.
He was already hooded by then and it was easy to blacken out his eye pieces to ensure that the removal of most of his senses let him concentrate on the feel and the smell of the material surrounding him, and on the sexual arousal of the constant, and unstoppable, sucking and pumping from the machine tube on his shaft.
Soon it was time to move my rubber fan into the sling where he lay back in rubber comfort with his legs fixed apart to fully expose him to my attentions without the slightest possibility that he could interfere with my bondage Mistress plans.
At the same time the rest of his rubber clad body was secured with white rubber straps to reassure him that there was no escape until his Mistress deemed it was the right moment to change his position.
The beauty of the session was that at every stage I was adding more rubber, so that by the time we got to the final games on the bondage bed he was covered in an inflatable rubber hood, an inflatable catsuit, and then enveloped in the inflatable body bag as well!
As the session progressed, I was busy making sure that the next inflatable rubber fetish wear was ready and waiting to be added to the mix, and in regularly pumping up the inflatable hood to ensure he was in no doubt that this treat would be all that he had wanted it to be.
It was in many ways, an overload of inflatable rubber for this one lucky client, but I don’t think he was complaining in any way as his fetish desires were fulfilled.
Naturally, I had placed electrics all over the place, in him and on him, and for the finale I experimented with strapping his inflated head down tight with the white rubber harness: it’s a great look in the pictures, don’t you think?
Alas all good things must eventually come to an end and his arousal levels were so high that the session ended with an explosion that left him drained, but eager to come back again as soon as possible to repeat his sexy inflatable rubber trip.
