As always Dark makes some interesting and thought provoking points in his recent comment. Thank you, I am flattered by your interest. But it suddenly occurred to me how difficult it might be for others (even regular rubberists) to see why I believe that extreme total enclosure would be the ideal normal state for me – my own personal holy grail. For a long time I had assumed that ALL rubberist might dream about spending all their time in rubber from head to foot, if only they could acclimatise to it, get past the physical & psychological barriers and have a personal lifestyle that allowed for such unusual/total existence/behaviour in our repressive society.
There are really three parts to my desired lifestyle, the rubber, the TE (being as hermitically sealed as possible) and the length of time I wish to be in this state. Looking at the comments from Dark and comments and emails from others leads me to realise that these are not even universal fantasies, even less so personal aims.
Before I go on, I really must say that I would not denigrate those who follow the practice of just wearing latex for a particular fetish session, party or just for fun, and then strip when it is no longer needed. I feel this is a totally legitimate rubberist / fetishist / TE ist behaviour. Please don’t think I believe this is a hierarchy - there is nothing clever, brave or noble about aspiring towards a dedication to a rubber TE lifestyle. It’s just a personal preference that some of us have.
It seemed to me that Dark’s mental exercise only went part the way to explaining my “holy grail” of “full perfect encasement”, even though I could relate to all his points. It is true that I think that rubber feels great, skin tight better and the more coverage the better. But interestingly, I thought Dark’s term Full Perfect Encasement did come close to summing up one of the missing elements in the reasoning very well – that’s exactly how it feels to me when the encasement is as full/total/complete as I can make it - Perfect. Anything less is “imperfect” to me. For me, TE or FPE is not just about the feeling of rubber on every inch of your skin – there is another extra physical aspect the nearer you get to TE and something more yet again when you achieve a totality hermitic seal – which is more than just a physical sensation. In addition I prefer that my air supply is not too direct – even when I am not embarked on a session of breath play. This can be anything from wearing a simple filter mask to more elaborate masks and tubes – but the base line is that not even my lips / teeth / tongue are outside my total encasement. Again. the enclosure is not strictly total for me if my eyes are not covered in some way (e.g. rubber blind fold, goggles or full face mask).
As for the extended length of time I whish to be in this state – that is a little more difficult to account for. Lets start with the time it takes most people to perform a specific fetish session which may result in sexual climax. This is going to be different for everyone and different each time - but just try to imagine a long session by your own standards. My guess is that many have never made it past spending double this length of time in rubber (unless they fell asleep post coitus and woke up in the morning still in rubber or maybe were out partying all night). This period of say double the period strictly needed to achieve a fetish session is, in my mind, just the starting point for a whole different TE experience I desire. Problematically, it is also usually during this period when you get the strongest desire to strip from what suddenly feels like the restrictive grip of the TE.
Now, imagine it’s a good day and you have stayed rubbered for a time when you have had multiple sessions with rest session between and are now convinced you have had your fill (a session that could keep you happy for days). Now imagine resisting the now very strong desire to strip and just take a rest for a while instead. After a time, what would happen for me is that the desire to strip fades and suddenly I start to feel very comfortable again. Presently, I get a feeling of being very special and the feeling is both great and reassuring. Lets call this the beginning of Phase 2, which feels like I have entered an almost symbiotic relationship with my encasement. If I can come to accept the (mainly) minor inconveniences and restrictions of staying in rubber, I start to reap the true benefits of long term TE, this time without the “torture” of needing to repress my pent up sexual drive and over stimulation (or alternately the need to do something to relief the strong desire to come). Many of the benefits of Phase 2 get better over the hours and even days and I would say is a much deeper experience than just a quick phase 1 bang.
That’s half of it – the “why extended session” part, but again there is another part. Why should it become your default day to day existence? Well this is even more tricky to describe but partly it is because it is a just an important part of the technique of achieving Phase 2. And this is where the explanation gets a little recursive, but bear with me…
Now in a perfect world, if this TE Phase 2 is something you wanted to do even fairly regularly as part of your life, it would be better to get to Phase 2 as quickly as possible rather than “endure” Phase 1 for hours of each session (with all the time and mess involved!). One of the handful of techniques I use for this is to literally achieve phase 2 as regularly/constantly as I possibly can. Like a self fulfilling prophecy, the nearer you get to Phase 2 being an every day for most/all of the day experience, the easier and quicker it is to achieve Phase 2+. I call it 2+ because it has all the advantages of Phase2 without the daily inconvenience of involuntarily losing control for half the day, plus the advantage of still being susceptible to becoming highly sexually stimulated (usually) at a time of your own choosing, rather than in the first hour of TE. This becomes important if you want function in any way outside of just sex while wearing rubber.
I know this is going to sound difficult to believe, but the part of the fetish experience that most people aim for (that I call phase 1) is one of the single biggest nightmares of my latex lifestyle for me. The amazing rush, massive sudden increase in libido, the transition from mundane life to an exciting fetish dream existence are like crosses I must bear for my belief in Phase 2. To me Phase 1 has become associated with ordeal, torment and even suffering. Believe me, if you don’t get to choose the time it happens, holding back from over sexual stimulation day in day out, hour after hour does feel very much like a physical agony. It’s still enjoyable for me – but only in a very masochistic way. Luckily for me the cure is to try to minimise time spent in Phase 1 to minutes and not hours, partly by basically staying in Phase 2+ day in day out. (Other controls I use to deal with phase 1 are “ritual”, state of mind, time of day, diet, activity before and after being encased, use of toys and use of poppers… But I think the most potent would be to never spend more than a few minutes unsealed).
In addition to the above purely practical (if cyclic) reasoning, there has to be a more fundamental personal motivation to want to aspire to lifestyle of Full Perfect Encasement. This is almost as difficult for me as describing why you want to be a man or woman (I guess I am talking gender not just biological sex here). My current self image is wrapped up in the whole idea of TE as being a perfect (normal) state for the ideal “being”. It’s difficult to be certain, but I think this has always been the case for me since childhood. I don’t think anything will shake my desire to aspire towards this idealised (self) image.
Back to a more physical reason – rubber feels great on day 1 and still feels great on day 30 and this whole notion of recalibration of senses may have been overplayed, or perhaps poorly explained by me and others. Recalibration is a reality for me – basically you not only get used to the feeling of TE, but you actually adapt to it to some degree. Rubber does become less taxing to wear when it is your “norm”. In fact, after a month or two, it becomes significantly more comfortable to be in rubber than to wear anything else. But for me, you never feel like the rubber is not there for very long and it never feels anything other than very special – sure you sometimes forget for a short while if extremely pre-occupied – but the idea of rubber TE becoming a normal non-stimulating feeling is ludicrous to me (not that Dark claimed quite as much as that). I think of recalibration as being like taking a mild pain killer - taking aspirin may make your sore knee easier to live with, but if you touch your skin, or knock your knee, it still feels exactly the same as normal. If that can be true of pain killers maybe you will believe me when I say that rubber is ALWAYS stimulating to me, even when I don’t want it to be, even after several days of 24/7 encasement. For example, I have been in rubber constantly since Friday PM and I am still having difficulty controlling myself now on Sunday evening when I come to describe my rubber lifestyle, 48 hours later…
Maybe it’s not as intense for me as it is for other who ration themselves – I can’t measure that. For sure it is not as frantic involuntary an experience – but that’s not to say there are not deeper sensual elements to compensate. What does seem to happen over time is that the reasons and impulses to end a TE session lessen fairly constantly and the reasons to want to carry on stay fairly constant after the first few high/lull cycles – thus a tipping point can be reached were the balance of reasons to stay rubbered outweigh the reasons to go vanilla. I have been slightly worried when this has happened – as I have occasionally got to a stage where it’s be too strong a wrench to go vanilla and so affected my other work/life commitments…
As for the calculus of the fetish TE – I think this particularly well observed. For me there are always two sides to the equation which I have to balance. It also explains why some people are more able and willing to go for the lifestyle. For example, people who are gregarious with vanilla friends and family, don’t have personalities that like to shock, like doing very physical sport and/or work, get still crazy if they don’t regularly get a dose of outdoor life are going to find it more difficult to balance the equation than a book mouse, non-physical types who are very self contained.
For me, I tend to fit somewhere towards the type of person where a fully enclosed latex lifestyle does not sufficiently prohibit me from the life I want to live to stop me living in rubber the majority of the time. Admittedly I have manipulated the other part of my work & personal life to quite an extent to make them compatible with rubber. I expect I am done manipulating them – but suspect I have left it a little too long in my life to totally commit to a 24/7/365 rubber lifestyle – but that shouldn’t stop me trying.
For me, once you given yourself the opportunity to experience TE day in day out, it only gets easier to deal with the challenges and yet also becomes more pleasurable. The real answer as to why I would want to spend each day like this is that it’s better in rubber and I often cannot find any reason not to be.
It’s interesting to think that many like Dark try to acquire the next fetish level with money. I sometimes do the same, but my main investment is not monetary – it is something you never want to squander - namely time. Contrary to how it may sound, I find I cannot be judgmental about other people’s journeys to personal happiness and just whish everyone who is true to their dreams well.
It seems that rubberiest who aspire to and actively pursue a fully total enclosure lifestyle are in a very small minority. Those who write about even fewer. So it seems I am more alone in this endeavor than I thought. I hope to come to terms with this fact, but can’t help feeling very keen to hear from anyone who even has it as a dream – but be warned I always encourage people to make there dreams a reality…
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