I was thinking of calling this blog “Hands Across the Sea” because it involved me meeting an eager young new rubber subbie who arrived here from distant shores, seeking conversion into a rubber doll woman in my West London BDSM Laboratory.
In the end it became more of a “Glands Across the Sea” as I got to work covering his slim little body with rubber, and then uncovered a distinctly male gland, in the shape of a shaft which certainly did not quite fit with his desire for a new female persona.
It is not often that I get such a slim waif of male meat through my doors, and the chance of adding layer after layer of rubber fetishwear onto his slight frame was just too good to miss.
I get all shapes and sizes of rubber aficionados arriving to see me, and I pride myself on having all shapes and sizes of rubber wear for them to enjoy.
Thanks to some pre-session discussions I already knew that this guy was going to be one of the ‘slimfit’ sizes, but when the little minx finally appeared, I realised this was going to be a real fun afternoon.
There will be many of you who remember my sub girl Sherry from my previous premises, but what you may not know is that when she sadly moved on to pastures new, Sherry left behind all of her rubber outfits for me to use on others.
“Thank God,” for that I say, because one of her small but sexy latex outfits was a perfect fit for my foreign visitor.
Not only that, but I discovered that I also had a rubber doll mask that fitted him to perfection.
The many rubber masks in my collection always seem large, but actually are a relatively small and snug fit, and in this case instantly transformed my client into the sexy woman he craved to be.
With the mask’s somewhat pale complexion, he soon looked every inch a new rubber woman. I could tell he was loving every moment and so I carried on with a full rubber transformation.
For many of my male clients there is nothing more exciting than being displayed in a new female gender with body hair covered, and latex breasts proudly in place.
Swathed in rubber, I let my client pose a little for the camera before deciding to lock him away in his own new latex prison, inside my blue latex vac cube. As a warm-up strategy it worked a treat.
This pretty little minx needed just a wig and a collar before one woosh of the hoover sucked out the air and he was left trapped inside the clinging confines of the cube.
There we have a vacuum sealed perfect doll, ready for transport, or for anything else that his English Mistress choses to do to him.
“Dear Me, what a shame… your cock’s straining against the latex sheet, and you can’t even touch yourself. Ooops… what a pity… never mind.”
Next up came even deeper incarceration as I popped him inside a latex body bag… that was inside a latex inflatable body bag!
He was in rubber heaven and I could see was growing more excited by the minute.
Time for the wanking machine to whirr into action along with anal electrics stimulation, a funnel feeding tube inserted into his mask, and enough nipple teasing to drive him to sexual distraction.
The finale came with a change of outfits into a slinky red rubber corset, and a new position on the bondage chair so that I could secure arms and legs and even his head under a latex cutout sheet to ensure he was in no position to stop the increasing sexual stimulation (not that he seemed to want to stop at any stage!)
