I would like to share with you a more unusual session from last week when I had the opportunity to wear my Hydroglove suit combined with my recently acquired PVC-U-Like Nuke 2 (Hazmat) Suit. The combination was great, but the heat was unbelievable and I was perspiring heavily. Unlike many (most?) rubber total enclosure enthusiast, I usually avoid overheating like the plague as I have always felt it may cause skin problems given how regular I want to be dressed in my rubber (ideally daily!). However, although not my “style” to want to get so wet in my rubber, as an occasional experience it was lovely and very intense.
Being in the nuke suit was such a challenge, although a delicious one. The supplied rechargeable air pump produces loads of breathing air, but only has a very limited endurance so I had an external mains powered pump supplying air via a long tube (30m!). The rechargeable pump acted as a backup. I needed a large safety margin as it is very easy to jam the suit’s zip unless you go very slowly. I have had a few scary moments already with this happening and it is particularly risky as I generally tape up the zipper with wide parcel tape in order that I get the best air tight seal I can. So getting out of the PVC suit starts with removing the tape and only then VERY carefully and calmly unzipping inch by inch. This is not easy with triple gloved hands and while gasping for air! T.F. The secondary rechargeable pump is essential in case there is problem with the main pump as it gives me a good amount of time to get out of the suit.
I thought that the mains operated pump’s rated 30 litres of air per minute ought to be more than enough air, but in reality I found that it delivery was only just enough to survive. The mains pump is whisper quiet and has the capacity for unlimited endurance, but the suit does not inflate as fully as with the rechargeable and when I clear my hood, it fogs up within seconds.
Anyway, from a breath play perspective, being in there was for hours was amazing if slightly more difficult to breath than I would prefer at the start of a session. The bulk of the air I was breathing I had breathed several times before and I felt as hermetically sealed as I ever have before. The air felt hot and thick. My body worked hard to breathe and become tolerant to the high levels of CO2 and low levels of 02 in every breath. The constant effort of breathing while in my rubber layers resulted in a high state of sexual tension and it took all my effort to stave off ejaculation as my penis moved back and forth in its rubber sheaths as I breathed deep and hard. The butt plug also burrowed its way in as I breathed and added to the sexual assault on my senses…
After a few hours, I did start to feel the usual “change” where my body started to acclimatise. Moving from just surviving to actually adapting and this is when things became even more sexually stimulating. A strange feeling spreads through my limbs and into my body, hard to describe but its something like that feeling you get when you wake and feel you have stretch and yawn, which I find delicious. The difference is, that it is a constant building feeling rather than a momentary impulse. But in this case, the experience of being too hot and was overpowering some of the usual fun and I was starting to become fatigued.
I decided it was time to bring things to a close. I had only manage 4 hours with my PVC suit over the rubber one (although that was 7 hours totally enclosed in the Hydroglove rubber suit). I think I need to refine a few things and also think that extending my endurance in so much rubber and PVC cover may have to wait until a cooler part the year. Still, it will be great fun to experiment in the mean time!
Sealed
Monday, July 02, 2012
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Mini Epic With A Plug
Here we go, with another mini epic self-bondage in rubber
total enclosure which I am finally posted but was experienced last winter.
Decided on target time of 09:30 Friday 10 February, which
would be 36 hours total enclosure. Sounds reasonably modest, but this time
there is a difference. I am wearing 2 layers of sheath pants under the suit,
the inner one having a built in butt plug. Modest in size, but aiming to have
it place for the whole time in I am locked in rubber, which I think will be
quite a challenge in the end.
Feel comfortable enough in bondage, so put keys in my
combination safe, lock safe and then load the screen shot of the safe’s 8 digit
combination into Picture LoKiT software, which has been programmed to not show
me the combination until 9:30 on Friday.
Wednesday, 23:30 TE +2:00
The tight sheaths squeezing my erect cock hard and the plug
forcing its way into me is already driving me to distraction! This is not the
usual laid back experience I am used to with the gentle tugging of rubber
across every surface of my skin. This is much more insistent and urgent – like the
rubber has decided to take me!
Time to chill out – or at least try my best to chill.
Thursday, 1:30 TE +4:00
Only 4 hours in and the discomfort of my anal plug became
absolutely unendurable. I resorted to Isopropyl Nitrate (poppers) which dilated
my anus nicely. Suddenly everything became much more tolerable, but soon this
developed into a dependency cycle.
Thursday, 2:30 TE +5:00
Inevitably this progressed over the next hour from a quick
hit, regular dosses with accompanying fantastic shuddering rushes followed. The
cycle repeating under the threat that the anal pain would soon return if I broke
sequence. Fantastic experience, but I cannot see how this is sustainable for
over next 31 hours.
Thursday, 07:00 TE +9:30
Needed a chemical refresh of libido
Thursday, 08:30 TE +11
My rubber skin feels fantastic this morning, as it usually
does. But this time, it feels very intimate as the rubber sheaths my cock and
plunders the depths of my anus. Like the rubber is trying to invade every
aspect of my form.
Somehow managed to find a sort of balance last night and
settled down to a more sustainably but still chemically charged night. Much of
the night I was either too uncomfortable to get proper sleep or too chemically
supercharged, but eventually things settled down and I found that I could
actually get some real sleep. I am wearing my hood/mask with less tension
around the jaw and this seems to make things much better than last time. As I anticipated
the first night might be difficult, I have allocated the whole morning to a lie-in
and so am off to bed to chill and catch up on sleep.
Thursday, 09:30 TE +12
Got excited. Used tons of Nitrates, eventually Mini orgasm –
some ejaculate precum maybe? Sleep.
Thursday, 12:00 TE +14:30
Got up, found I had a surprisingly insistent erection.
Thought I may have peaked a little too early and used too much Nitrates.
Apparently not.
Feel comfortable. Some occasional pinching with the more
elaborate underwear, but usually I am comfortable. The plug sometimes feels
fine, sometimes feel dreamy and sometimes feel like it is splitting me in two.
Even though the amount of time I have spent totally enclosed
is still fairly modest yet, I feel sure that if I had the option of stripping I
would have done so by now, probably by mid-morning. Right now, that would seem
absurd, but back then I felt “all done”. I did go through the whole, “how do I
get out of this bondage” thing, but this time I did not have even the
beginnings of a plan, having learned from past mistakes where I was eventually able
to figure a way of getting free. At the time, that lack of control just made
feel desperate to be out, whereas right now I am SO glad I did a good job of
the bondage.
Thursday, 17:00 TE +19:30
I hoped that I might get a lot of things done this
afternoon, but the transition to long term plugged and sheathed rubber man has
been every bit as challenging as I imagined. Its been a dreamy experience, but
I have had to concentrate hard just to go through the motions of doing the
essentials and its been nearly impossible to keep busy enough to distract
myself from being overtaken by the intensity of my situation…
My rubber is as comfortable as can be expected, although I
am having difficulty staying warm. The heating is struggling against the
sub-zero outside temperature and given I have had no solid food since yesterday
AM, I am not generating much body heat.
Perversely, I am sure I have perspired slightly more than I
would have expected due to the temperature. I think my instant anal plug has
caused some sort of body reaction where it is resisting the plug and so I have
occasionally suspected than I am go through an episode of “glowing” slightly.
I am still needing occasional doses of poppers in order to
cope. Either the plug becomes intolerable, or my double-sheathed erection
becomes intolerable, or my chemical abuse / sleep deprived headache gets too
much and I need to either crawl into a foetal position in bed and whimper or
get the relief and brief head rush of my next popper dose. My bodies reaction does
change when it is chemically saturated over time and it is essential not to
give in too soon as then it becomes difficult to know what is a pleasing
synthesis of chemical and rubber and what is a toxic dead end that leads to a
vile loss of form.
So I have cycled between periods of gentle activity followed
by exhaustion and chill, cured by a wonderfully delicious periods back warming
myself in bed… rubbing helps and rhythmic movement is comforting… Followed
maybe by a period of mid-coital sleep… Sometimes a sort of “zombiefied” waking
sleep.
Thursday, 21:30 TE +24:00
24 hours is always a lovely achievement and today is no
exception, with my particularly challenging encasement, but tonight it is bitter
sweet...
This evening I have gone through a period when I would have wanted
to strip from rubber if I could as I had an overwhelming feeling of “being
done”. A feeling that I had got everything I was going to get out of my rubber
encasement and that I was only left with the discomfort. A sort of Post-coital
tristesse (depression after sex), except I have not had an orgasm yet! I would
more true to say I have regularly had long periods of near orgasm followed by
exhausted sleep, over the day these have slowed until this evening I suddenly
hit a brick wall.
I couldn’t help myself but to think of how to get out of my
bondage and remove my rubber skin. Soon my mind went into overdrive, thinking
so hard it almost hurt – but my logical brain was battling against a plan it
had hatched itself over many months of refinement to foil this exact moment
when the emotional brain weakened. Now I had a complete lack of other pleasant
distractions, I couldn’t stop my brain latching on to the problem with full
force like an irresistible puzzle. I was trying all sorts of ideas out mentally
and physically but this time my “plan-b” for early release really was a very
remote possibility that was only imaginable if I experienced grave danger by
staying until the allotted time.
In fact, my plan-b for escape from total enclosure would involve
some physical risk along with VERY public and certain humiliation. To retrieve
the emergency key, I would have to pass through busy buildings, hike through
estate ground and then upland countryside, with a sub-zero blizzard raging,
without any clothes to protect me except the my rubber skin. Warm clothes were
safely inaccessible until my time was up and I could open the safe. I felt too
cold inside my room, so would be taking a chance at this time of the day going
out.
Thinking it through over a few hours I realised that the
option to stay in my rubber was actually a lot better than all the alternatives
I could think of, even though I had an almost irrational desire to be free.
Maybe its just me, but it took me a long time to mentally realise I had “lost”
the mental challenge, there really was no alternative and I really was trapped.
Once my mind was there, I was overcome with a feelings of total defeat but also
some relief that I no longer had to any temptations to release myself and also
a major feeling of relief that I no longer had to think of what my next step
was. It was almost like my mind “switched off” at that point and I became a passenger
for the rest of the journey.
Thursday, 23:30 TE +26:00
Very tired but restless. Feel more comfortable than I did,
but would love to have that key in my hand right now… Must get some sleep.
Friday, 07:30 TE +34:00
Overnight I settled and comfort levels were restored for a
while. Some sensual loaded periods and magical moment interleaved with acute
exhaustion. A theme of dreamy perspective developed... The rubber seemed to won,
was taking control and seems to be enjoying itself, using my body as its animating
force. It started as a symbiotic relationship where it gave me the sensations I
craved and I gave it the life, physical presence and movement it needed to
explore its existence. Overtime, the payment of sensation was given whether I
craved them or not, sometimes overloading me but becoming more and more
strongly in control of me. Heaven and hell regularly changed places overnight. Discomfort
seemed to be taking over and I could only translate it to perverse pleasure for
a short while. I continued to dream of my submission to the rubber all night
long…
Friday, 09:30 TE +36:00
I woke up tolerably comfortable and yet I have to admit the
last few hours I was counting down the hours to my release. I did have some remaining
fetishistically charge libido, if much diminished, which helped pass the time pleasantly.
But it was a struggle to stay focused now.
When the end came and I had access to the keys, it was a
very calm experience as I slowly removed the rubber which had kept me sealed in
for the last 36 hours. When I was totally naked and in the shower, I calmly congratulated
myself on the fact that I had spent 36 hours in latex and had been successful in
staving off all opportunities to orgasm, which had been a regular threat. I
probably got a little to close on one occasion and reflected that if I had been
more paced, I would have found the last few hour even easier to endure.
Still, it was a special experience and sacrificing myself to
the rubber for the full period, despite my discomfort felt very necessary.
Friday, May 18, 2012
Tuesday, February 07, 2012
January 2012 TE Long Session
Monday, 23 January
This is the log of another of my epic rubber enclosure sessions with whatever came into my mind as I went through the experience. It is to be a self-bondage session along the same lines as my session on Monday, 21 November 2011 except I hope I have learned some lessons. This time I have dispensed with the key safe with mechanical combo lock and gone instead for a small Yale safe with electronic 8 digit combination lock. More details will be added about this during the session.
I have slightly edited down as it the detail and sheer length of entry was getting out of hand. For example, did u really need to know when I had to pee?!?!?! Still – sorry if the sheer length of the entry put u off reading it – I know it would for me….
Monday, 23 January 2012 17:00 TE + 00:00
Half an hour before the final item completed my total enclosure I took my initial dose of chemical libido enhancements and started to dress. A maintenance dose is to be supplied via hydration system. In full TE now… and …within another 15 minutes later (17:15) I had chain and padlocks in place.
Monday, 23 January 2012 19:00 TE + 02:00
After a couple of hours checking that all was comfortable and safe it is time to put the padlock keys out of reach in the safe. The combination was set some weeks ago and the only record I have is a screen shot of the 8 digit combination, deliberately placed within a stream of other digits to make it difficult to remember. I have already forgotten all but perhaps the first couple of digits, and wouldn’t stake my life that I even remember these correctly. The screen shot of the combination was then read into a software package called “Picture LoKiT” that will prevent me accessing the combination until a predetermined time – my target release time.
I have set my release time for 05:10 (AM) on Thursday 26th – or to put it another way, just over 60 hours of total enclosure. This is a seriously long time and I am already thinking it was way too ambitious! Why did I do it? I am really starting to wonder if I have a good answer.
Last time I was aiming for 38 hours and failed at just over 26 hours. On the plus side, after 26 hours I had managed to stay fairly comfortable & dry in my suit. After release my skin was in very good shape. OK, I did have the beginnings of a friction burn on my manhood, but I am hopeful that I have dealt with that problem this time, through the use of silicone lubricant. The real failure was a failure of will power. I had not had my head in the right place, maybe I was not prepared enough and I just got into my mind that I wanted out. Once there, it was just a short period of weakness that gave me just enough time to figure a way out. If I had not been able to find a way out, I would have struggled on without any ill effects and I believe that the rest of the 12 hours of my encasement would have become pleasurable again – probably within an hour or two. Anyway, I feel confident that there was no physical harm in attempting 36 hours of total rubber enclosure – but why 60 hours then?
Maybe it because “it was there”. I had engineered an opportunity to have more than enough time to have an extra-long session, with contingency in case it took longer than expected to get free or in case I needed recovery time, so then I starting wondering how much of that time I should budget on actually using for the session. The motive for long session has always been a fascination. I suspected it was achievable. Why not go for a nice round 60 hours? I will tell you why not – 60 hours is a VERY long time to be in rubber, particularly when you remove the element of choice. 60 hours when everything is going well and you are enjoying it would be a huge amount of time, but I am in here for 60 hours no matter how it goes – unless, when I do want to bail out, I can somehow find a way out…
The chains and padlocks are solid and I could not find a way out last time, so I am fairly sure I won’t this time either.
Last time the weak link was the mechanical combination lock on the key safe. This time I have a proper safe with an electronic 8 digit combination lock. There is no tell-tale clicks to help me crack the combination this time. There is no way I can try every combination –there are just too many combination, so it would take weeks. Also the lock sound an alarm for 30 seconds if u get it wrong 3 times, which would seriously slow me down. As far as I can see, the combination cannot be cracked.
This time I checked the internet before I bought to see if there is any security holes or easy cracks. This model seems to have addressed most obvious ones and although it IS possible to crack with the right specialist tools, I have made sure there are no tools available to me.
The safe does have a manual key (in case the combination lock batteries fail) to override the lock, but the key is in the boot of my car which is parked in a public car park (This is my safety Plan-B). I would have to go out in total enclosure, complete with mask/hood in public to get the key. This is my safety bail out option, but not something I want to do unless I get really very desperate.
Looking at it from where I am now, it has to go one of two ways, both of which are concerning. The first outcome will be that I will have a moment of weakness, get desperate to get out and this will drive me to find some weakness in my self-bondage. It is amazing how inventive you get when sufficiently motived, but I know that bailing out early is likely to quickly feel very disappointing and even a betrayal. The other option is that I will not find a way out and will have to stay sealed in rubber for the whole 60 hours and I cannot be 100% sure how that will feel beyond the first 20 to 30 hours.
In choosing 60 hours, have I enviably set myself up for some sort of failure or disappointment? I wonder how the reader thinks it will turn out? At the moment, my 60 hours looks like they are unavoidable and I am feeling very anxious already. Does anyone out there know why I jumped all the way to 60 hours!?!?!
Monday, 23 January 2012 21:00 TE + 04:00
All is well. Feeling very comfortable. Going to chill now as it has been an epic day and I need to pace myself as there is so far to go – Picture LoKiT reminds me that I am only 4% into my little session!
Monday, 23 January 2012 22:45 TE + 5:45
Have been able to relax and feel very good. Also feel unbelievably contented. I know I am less than 6 hours in, but all the acclimatisation practice over the years and careful choice of rubber gear is really paying off. The cold temperature of this time of year means that I can fine tune the heating to be very rubber compatible. Right now, I simply could not feel more snug and comfortable. But of course, I do wonder what I will think 24, 48 or 60 hour in….
My initial dose of chemical libido enhancements seems to have been reasonably well judged and with the maintenance dose, they have maintained an elevated state of sexual arousal. Probably erring on being too aroused – which I will have to keep under control.
Last time I had trouble keeping up with hydration target and also had to pass water too frequently overnight. This time, I have worked out a schedule where I don’t set target consumption figures for the overnight period 9PM to 9AM, only sipping from my hydration tube if feeling thirsty. Drinking my quota 9AM to 9PM should make for an easier hydration scheme and will also have the side effect of reducing the libido enhancing chemical consumption overnight, which should make it easier to regulate my sexual urges which are often more difficult to control overnight.
Tuesday, 24 January 2012 09:00 TE + 16
When I woke up earlier this morning I was feeling absolutely fabulous. The feeling of total enclosure, boosted by my libido enhancing mix, made me feel like I was on fire - in a good way I think!
As usual, my sleeping was disrupted by my total enclosure which is of some concern no matter how delightful the cause. Past experience is telling me that sleep deprivation is now one of the few significant challenges remaining for me: as my total enclosure times lengthen, my willpower to remain totally enclosed often weakens due to fatigue. As some regular readers will know, I am very accustomed to regularly wearing rubber all day; I am not so accomplished at sleeping in rubber, often going weeks or even months between overnight sessions.
These days I am OK at sleeping if enclosed from the neck down, but I still find that the final mask/hood element required of Total Enclosure makes the whole thing much more difficult for me. And it is this level of enclosure and nothing less that I want and feel I need to achieve.
Even though I have chosen a mask hood carefully to ensure a comfortable fit over very long periods during the day, it still results in sleep apnoea type symptoms which periodically wake me up with a (delightful and edgy) sharp intake of breath. And yet I am steadily getting more acclimatised and I seemed to have slept much more this time than in my previous long sessions. Like most things I have experienced, the body can adapt eventually - if gently forced to. In this 60 hour session my body is going to have to adapt to 3 consecutive nights sleeping totally enclosed in rubber or suffer!
Anyway, after last night slow adjustment came several hours of sleep followed by an amazing period of slow awakening. All through the period of waking I felt a very tangible background of sexual arousal mixed with occasional very gentle waves of delight (just short of ecstasy) which I think of as a tide of micro-orgasms. I have always said that for me the experience gets more deeply sensual sometime between 12 and 24 hours, but this intensity of experience is, I think, new to the last few self-bondage sessions and I love it!
Tuesday, 24 January 2012 10:00 TE + 17
Thought it time to explain a bit more about how my rubber bondage works.
I am wearing a Hydroglove suit (the hooded sort), which is actually 2 pieces: A top half and a bottom half. These are joined when wearing by rolling together to form a water tight seal and then securing with a rubber cummerbund (those who are new to this sort of suit, see http://youtu.be/HitvyeS1wkY video of how to put one on). With this suit I have wrist seals to connect to gloves. I am also wearing a hood/gas mask combo from Regulation (London) – basically a mask bonded to a hood which has a large neck belt with buckles and belt loops. The hood goes over the top of the Hydrogove hood and straps up around the neck, so I end up feeling very well sealed in! A chain goes through the hood’s neck belt loops to form a loop (around the neck) which is padlocked to hood at the front and a free end is long enough to be routed down my front, between the legs, back up to the back of my neck before doing a second circuit of my hoods neck belt loops and is padlocked in place at the back of the neck. To prevent the chain being slipped off via the leg, a second chain connects to the first at and forms a waist belt.
The bondage makes it impossible to get either half of the Hydroglove suit off. With a LOT of fiddle, it does allow me to unroll the two halves to allow a tiny slit to be opened for pissing - as long as I constantly hold it open against the stretch of the rubber. However, this access is not really sufficient for anal access / defecation (think about route of chain), only urination which means being dosed up with anti-diarrhoea drugs for the duration.
I should mention that I do roll up the suit in a slightly differently way than shown by the Hydroglove: rolling down from chest rather than up from below crotch when donning the suit. This is particularly important when unrolling, as my crotch chain would otherwise prevent unrolling, if I followed usual practice.
I know it might be difficult to picture in your mind’s eye, but the chains do allow you to unroll the middle (with a lot of fiddly effort). On the other hand you also have to imagine that in practice the chains mean the (previously rolled up) rubber does not have anywhere to go, so there is only just enough scope to make a gap between the two half. I tend to usually have to hold down the spare rubber at the top of the pants to make a gap for my manhood to fit through for pissing.
If I wanted to be all technical about it, this piss time is obviously an exception to being totally enclosed. But in a locked in situation I wanted something reliable and therefore simple and so did not want to go for “personal plumbing solutions”. Once I have relieved myself (and inspected the goods for any issues + lubricated with silicone), I soon want to be packing it all away (even if I wanted out of the rubber) because I find this state is not comfortable for long as the excess rubber wants to snap back and crush my bits if I don’t hold it down.
The bondage also means the hood is impossible to remove. Depending on how I set the locks, I can have it so that it is so while impossible to remove from the neck completely, it can be unzipped and moved away slightly from the face – for example in case I am to be bound during a period when I want to make a lot of phone calls.
Getting the bondage secure and yet not uncomfortable for long periods has taken a while to work out but seems fit for my purposes now. It is not binding or over tight and yet seems to be totally secure.
Tuesday, 24 January 2012 12:00 TE + 19
On a recent review of my hydration I found I my consumption was slightly ahead of my plans, so need to reduce consumption for a few hours. The new hydration schedule seems to easier to live with.
As an aside…. The total volume of 2L per day may seem a little low to those who have done the research. This is still up for review, but I have a few observations to share.
When I was on 3.5L / day it was almost impossible to keep up with the schedule. I was having to urinate very frequently – which is very inconvenient when you are as well sealed in as I am! At 2L/day I have still had to piss 4 times in 19 hours, which is a much more manageable amount.
Most consumption figures I have read assume that you are going to perspire 0.5L or more by sweating and this does not apply for me. The temperature, conditions, my chosen level of activity, my years of acclimatisation and my preparations prevent such an uncomfortable volume of perspiration from happening in such a short period. I would quickly be able to tell if I had sweated any real volume as fluid cannot leak away as my dry suit is totally water tight. After 19 hours I would be surprised if there was any measurable quantity of perspiration in my suit. It feels like just a slight general dampness at most and certainly not half a litre of free fluid sloshing about.
Another consideration is that I suspect I do not lose as much moisture through my breath as would normally be predicted. Airways in my mask mean every time I breathe, the incoming air it takes on some of the moisture that was present in the air I exhaled. This is probably only a slight reduction in moisture loss, but may reduce required consumption.
In summary 3.4L was way too much for me to consume under the conditions of total enclosure. If it does turn out that 2L is not enough then I am hoping that the rate of my dehydration should be sustainable over a few days of total enclosure.
…back to now. I have had to heavily ratio the remaining water so that I do not run out of fluid before 24 hours are up. Maybe partly through this slowdown in chemicals being delivered by the hydration system, I started to feel like I was going “off the boil” with regards to motivation. I decided extra libido enhancement prescription drugs were needed…
The affect was quite noticeable within about 30 minutes. Now it is all I can do to stay in control. My rock hard member causing delightful distractions at my ever move – however slight.
….luckily this over sensitivity did wane slightly within an hour or so and I was able to stay in control through the afternoon.
Tuesday, 24 January 2012 18:00 TE + 25
I have well and truly cracked the 24 hour mark without losing control of libido and ejaculating, which is a nice milestone. Can you imagine being totally encased in rubber for 24 hours and not coming even once? Neither could I once upon a time! Somewhere around 23 hours to 24 hours was a little challenging where all my instincts were trying to take over and take me over the edge. Now I feel calm and in control and looking forward to getting to the half-way point which is still 5 hours away at just after 23:00. The fact that half way is still 5 hours away and even reaching that will mean I have another 30 hours total enclosure is very daunting - so daunting I dare not imaging how tomorrow, tomorrow night and the Thursday morning will go.
I have refilled my hydration system with sustenance and chemical enhancements. I have modified the mix this time… [details withheld! You going to have to find you own doses!]
Its been about 30 hours since I last eat “what you humans call food”, and interestingly the transition to 100% liquid /chemical diet has only just started to register on my thoughts.
I still feel reasonable comfortable. Perhaps not quite as comfortable as I did earlier, but nothing very noticeable has changed. I think I am still reasonably dry inside my rubber skin although I guess I will inevitably be moister than I was earlier. It’s difficult to be precise as it just feels natural to me at the moment but I can be 100% certain there is no free liquid sloshing about. Maybe there is the odd pinch around my waist and my ears have finally started to feel slightly flattened. But nothing that is at all difficult to cope with.
A question just occurred to me, if I were not locked in here for another 35 hours, would I by now be tempted to start thinking of indulging my baser sexual instincts which would (via one or more climax) inevitably lead to me wanting to end the session and leave my rubber skin for the night? It’s a tricky one to prove either way, but certainly knowing I have no choice and WILL be in this skin all day tomorrow and the night after means I am certainly going to TRY to avoid getting too carried away. I do think the lack of free choice simplifies things so makes it much easier to be more disciplined about it. So far I have not found it difficult to stay in control while also feeling very stimulated and am motivated to stay vigilant to anything that could lead me to accidentally getting carried away. The thought of sitting in my own juices for 30 hours with reduced sexual appetite is so scary, there is no way I want to indulge my baser instincts and find I am in a sort of strange self-chastity situation.
Being in it for long haul does not mean I won’t be sexually stimulated tonight – quite the opposite. I am sexually stimulated right now, with an insistent erection nagging at me and I fully intend to experience hour after hour of gentle sensual pleasure. The 35 hours of self-bondage ahead of me is also quite a turn on for me in its own right.
Tuesday, 24 January 2012 22:30 TE + 29.5
Nearly 50% there. Things suddenly started to get more challenging this evening. Now I am exhausted. Really VERY exhausted. It seems that I did not get as much sleep last night as I thought. I do hope I get more sleep tonight.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 09:00 TE + 40:00
I had a tough time last night so have written it up this morning…
Before I went to bed I was starting to suffer a little. I was exhausted, partly from the poor quality of the previous night’s sleep and perhaps partly due to the challenges of inherent in 30 hours total enclosure. When exhausted it becomes more difficult for me to cope with what otherwise would be minor challenges. I seemed to be being pinched by the rubber in one or two places, my mask was becoming a little uncomfortable and I was developing a slightly sore penis from 30+ hours of near constant demands. To be honest, I had been suffering from slight soreness at the weekend, (for which I “blame” my partner’s enthusiasm!) so I was not starting off in ideal condition! Lubrications with silicone every time I pee seems to have worked for the first day, but I am concerned that the current slight soreness can only get worse from here in.
When I first went to bed, I was initially reasonable successful in sleeping even though I had my mask on. However as time went on, my sleep got more and more disrupted with breathing difficulties waking me up, over and over again. Each time I woke from my sleep, I seemed to be getting more and more exhausted and even my chemically enhanced mojo was starting to wane. It seemed to be the exact opposite experience of the previous night.
Sometime around 3AM, I woke up with a very clear intention that I must immediately take off ALL my rubber. To vindicate my intentions, it even occurred to me that it would probably be personal record if I took off my rubber after 34 hours WITHOUT having ejaculated. With that rationalisation justifying my actions, I set to strip – but I gradually realised it was not going to be that easy this time. I then got into the mind set of “whatever it take” because I felt so sure that I was going to be miserable if I stayed in rubber any longer. I fully expected to find a way out of my self-bondage like I had last November, but the more I thought about it, the more I realised I had everything covered. Chains, padlocks and safe were all impregnable with the limited resources available.
The only thing left was my “Plan B”. I could get the safe’s manual override key, which was locked in my car. But my car was not just parked in a regular parking place, that would have been too easy! It was parked somewhere where I would have to go through public areas, past 24 hour receptionist/security desk and past countless CCTV cameras. All viewers I would have reason not want to see me stroll past totally rubber encased. The plan was designed to only be needed in an emergency or if I could not open the safe on Thursday morning – only worth considering if the alternative was unacceptable.
During the day, Plan-B would have meant going through some busy areas. If I activated Plan-B at 3AM I was bound to be noticed by security or anyone else still about as I would be only thing out there. Being easy to spot and being in rubber total enclosure I would stand out while making my way to get something from a locked car, and probably alarm people into calling the police. Not ideal.
Meanwhile, I had had one success. While I could not remove my hood/mask which was chained to me, I had been able to unzip part of it so my breathing was no longer via the mask. I was still wearing my suits hood under the opened mask hood and the mask was still there, hinged from the front of my neck and in front of my face, but I knew I could at least breathe while asleep.
So given my sheer exhaustion, I decided to accept my rubber encased fate as the best I could for now and settle down to sleep with the clear intention that in the morning I would be able to think of a better plan.
I knew it was not going to be easy, (for example, I had deliberately put myself a long way from home so I could not easily ask for a friend to help) but I thought something would occur to me by morning...
…………………….
When morning did arrive, I could hardly believe the difference in my perspective. I awoke in the most comfortable place in the universe – my rubber skin. It felt so right. I felt so lucky to be waking in rubber. The only thing of note was that my throat was dry and I felt thirsty. I fixed that quickly be putting my mask back on which has the hydration tube inside it. I gorged on my hydration mix and felt so very “special”.
Clearly exhaustion is THE biggest challenge for me staying totally encased for long periods and needs to be avoided - at all cost.
I did not give my intentions of last night a moment’s thought until I wrote this entry and right now, it is hard to imagine why I would want to end the session early. But of course, there are still 20 hours to go…
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 09:45 TE + 40:45
I was very thirsty when I first woke this morning and so started my hydration early. I just check and ~ 1L of hydration mix left – which should have lasted me until 12:00. I am going to have to be sparing for next couple of hours. Of course getting the volume consumed right is not just a case of my hydration but also the chemical dose of prescription drugs, non-prescription drugs and herbal supplements I receive. Too high and there may be undesirable side effect. When I run out early, there is usually a low period which makes it less desirable to be totally encased in rubber.
Naturally, at the moment I feel nicely dosed up and highly motivated due to my earlier over supply. I hope this persists until 12:00 when I can get back on to my regular dose.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 13:30 +44:30
I am suffering from extreme exhaustion again this afternoon, which is making things more challenging than they ought. Rather than the wonderfully continuous sensual experience of yesterday, it is more a matter of highs and lows today. Still, the highs are pretty good. Another worry is that every hour my penis feels a little sorer from continuous contact and friction with the thick rubber of the suit restraining it.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 17:00 +48 hours
Momentous: 2 days spent locked in totally enclosing rubber. OK, a few hours last night I had my mask slightly ajar to aid sleep, but I am still as very pleased with the achievement.
On the negative: I am so very physically exhausted I need to take frequent breaks to lie down and my soreness is increasing.
On the positive: If you ignore my manhood, I am still reasonable comfortable. Maybe not as comfortable as even first thing this morning, I am certainly suffering a little pinching but nothing severe and there are no pressure sores and am not over-hot or soaked. I also still feel very “special” and I am in a sensual mode, if no longer as sexually charged as I was.
The fetish is driving me on, but clouds are forming in my mind I am sure that I am near a tipping point of the pleasure suddenly becoming real discomfort. My observation is that even a slight amount of soreness in your sexual organs makes a huge difference to how it feels living encased in rubber.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 19:00 +50 hours
Mild panic set in – there are just over 10 hours to go and that is too much for me to imagine right now.
I cycle between the highs of the embrace of my rubber and the desperation of exhaustion and soreness to be release from my total enclosure. The highs transport me to another place of bliss, the low bring me back with a thud to the burning pain of my male member, rubbed raw by the latex.
[Much of the rest of the following posts were only written rough at the time and have been heavily re-written in the days following, with the experience fresh in memory.]
Hood off – I cannot take anything else off, but I need to think my way out of this. I know I have been all around this before, but I re-examine every physical way of breaking my way out. Everything is solid and the impregnability of my bondage actually turns me on – I use the moment to get the sexual pleasure I have been constantly addicted to for the last 50 hours, knowing that it will quickly be subsumed by the burning pain.
I am spurred on by the fact that if I can bail out now, I will have spent 50 hours living a sensual time in latex, but controlled my sexual response and not ejaculated. I reflect that breaking the link between rubber and ejaculation has been a long term aim, with only occasional success on anything more than 12 hours and certainly nothing that has ever lasted more than a day.
It occurs to me that if I put any more physical effort into trying to break my bondage, there is just as much chance of me damaging the padlocks so they will not release when my time is up and I have the keys. To be honest, I think they are too strong for that so my actions are futile – but either way I stop imagining there is any way to physically break out.
There is only Plan-B for me now.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 20:00 +51 hours
I have been thinking hard on how I can activate Plan-B with the least amount of risk of suspicion, discovery and embarrassment falling on me.
I am a very private person and not a rubber extrovert who everyone sees out and about in rubber. Where I live, you would have to be a very strong personality to pull that one off. Most people would see you as a sexual predator and it would badly affect people’s perception of you. At certain points in my life I would have thought, “sod what people think”, and got on with my living life my way. If I had done that then, things would be very different now. However I now have (private) reasons not to “blot my copy book” as the fall out would hurt others who are precious to me.
With all this in mind, I still knew I really wanted out.
I reasoned that by now things might be less busy, but if I left it till the small hours I would again be very noticeable. It occurred to me that 20:00 was a good time to go to the car, if I could really not wait till tomorrow. I decided I could not wait any longer – I was desperate.
I had some “normal” clothes with me, and had realised the previous night that I could use these as partial camouflage over my rubber skin. But what about my hood and mask? I pulled on my chains so I could easy the mask around the front. It was half throttling me when I bent it down to my chest and then put on a hooded rain coat over the whole lot. I looked like a backwards hunch-back – with a huge lump between neck and chest that you would be able to see from about a mile away. I worked out a way I could hold myself and have my hands in my upper pockets to make it look like I was holding something and using my coat to protect it. Anyone with 10 paces would know there was something VERY weird going on – but maybe I could avoid that.
I set off and things went well. I managed to avoid meeting anyone close up and when I realised I might pull it off, I relaxed and actually started to enjoy the experience. There was something fabulous about walking through the cold night air while being protected from the neck down but rubber. The motion of the rubber over my skin was lovely and I felt as comfortable as I had for hours.
I got back to the safe, wrote up the rough account of this entry and am unlocking the safe now… I am acting quickly as there is currently no doubt in my mind that I will use the keys on the padlocks as soon as I can.
Later…
Stripping I was amazed to see how dry I was considering the 51+ hours of being in there. There was noticeable condensation on the arms, but the rest of the top half of my suit was either “just moist” or in a few placed actually bone dry. As normal, the legs were a little more moist – but there was no actual fluid dripping let alone sloshing about. The crotch area was a moist area – but of course there was not the usual volumes of semen from ejaculation. My hooded head was very damp, but not running. Quite amazing really. I think the temperature was a great help, but I do like to take some credit for years of acclimatisation and preparation which I think helps me to control my perspiration.
My skin was not quite so unscathed. While showering I noticed my skin looked a little red all over – nothing major and it was almost back to normal by the following morning. I did feel a little itchy for the next couple of days – but only to a mild degree. I did have one patch of about 3 or 4 inches of skin that looked a little angry on my inner thigh. To be honest, it looked worse than it felt (if I had not seen it, I might not have noticed feeling it) [however I have to be honest and say a darkened patch of skin was still visible several days later when editing this entry, although I could not feel any discomfort at all it is clearly a little worrying].
I have been VERY lucky over the years and usually do not suffer from wearing rubber. This time I think I may have gone just beyond what was easy for my skin to handle. It could be either too big a jump or, just maybe, it was too long under any circumstances.
The next day after I ended the session, I did NOT want to be in latex. This did not disappoint me as I thought it sensible to let my skin recover. Yet only one day later I was desperate to get back in – which I did (against my better judgement) and did not have any problem.
Given I had such a good rubber fix so recently, I know it goes against all preconceived ideas, but the desire to be in back in rubber and stay in rubber was stronger than I remember for years. I was SO glad to be in there and spent the whole day in there (about 8 hours) and the lack of expectations that it was ever going to be a long session meant it felt so easy and informal. While in there I felt such a desperate connection it was almost scary – but once I had my fix, I was fine. This was probably the most unexpected outcome as I was going to allow myself a few days off to recover.
As for the session as a whole…
Yes, as for aim of the self-bondage forcing me to go the whole 60 hours, it was almost a total disaster. The psychological impact of being under the control of the software programmed with my original intent was eventually lost at around the 50 hour mark when I started to scheme a way around my bondage. The worse part of that is I need to modify the main plan as currently I know that Plan B is not as unthinkable as I thought …
However, 50 odd hours was quite a good achievement in its own right. Much of it was spent in a beautifully blissful state. And, reflecting on it, spending all that time being “sensual” and yet never going the wrong side of sexual fulfilment was really important achievement for me.
On a purely practical note, keeping short of ejaculation while being sensual and sexual for the whole time you are in TE is a convenient mechanism to stay keenly focussed. It also avoids the demoralising reality of having to sit in the same pool of semen for several days!
On a different level, breaking the link between being in TE for a very long periods and inevitable ejaculation I see as the first step in where I want to take this fetish next, at least for a while... Being sexually driven to regular sexual release is part of who I am. Being obsessed with total enclosure is another aspect, but I have often suspected this may be true irrespective of my sexual nature. I am interested in the idea that there may be a way of enjoying them separately as well as at the same time. It would certainly be interesting experimenting to decouple the two.
If I can learn from the experience and have enjoyed the journey, I consider that I can now think of it as time well spent, although I am not sure I can forgive my succumbing to weakness and straying from the path early.
My Concluding Points / Lessens / Questions ….
Sleep quality is absolutely essential; exhaustion must be avoided at all costs. I therefore need to investigate all aspects of this. Maybe getting hold of a better hood/mask, suitable for sleeping in as well as all day. Suggestions welcome!
I need to avoid friction burns to my private bits! I need to go back to wearing comfortable rubber underwear as the thick rubber of the suit seems to only be tolerable for about a day or so. Maybe I shall return to sheath pants or plumbed pissing pants…
The basic self-bondage plan worked, however if I want to avoid activating Plan-B ahead of an actual disaster, I need to make sure that any “street clothes” available are not going to be suitable for camouflaging rubber total enclosure. Clothes that could be used as camouflage (like hoodies, coats etc) needs to be unavailable / locked away. This is unless any of my readershave good ideas for a better Plan-B – that is a plan that I will generally not be tempted to activate and yet I could if I really have to in order to let me have the key in the case I cannot get the combination off my laptop at the appointed time (or some other emergency like the combination lock batteries go etc).
I wonder how long I should aim for next time? I picking this time, I need to factor into this that before I start my next session, I will have made sure that escape will be impossible and resorting Plan B will be much more unappealing.
Constructive comments welcome!
Sealed
This is the log of another of my epic rubber enclosure sessions with whatever came into my mind as I went through the experience. It is to be a self-bondage session along the same lines as my session on Monday, 21 November 2011 except I hope I have learned some lessons. This time I have dispensed with the key safe with mechanical combo lock and gone instead for a small Yale safe with electronic 8 digit combination lock. More details will be added about this during the session.
I have slightly edited down as it the detail and sheer length of entry was getting out of hand. For example, did u really need to know when I had to pee?!?!?! Still – sorry if the sheer length of the entry put u off reading it – I know it would for me….
Monday, 23 January 2012 17:00 TE + 00:00
Half an hour before the final item completed my total enclosure I took my initial dose of chemical libido enhancements and started to dress. A maintenance dose is to be supplied via hydration system. In full TE now… and …within another 15 minutes later (17:15) I had chain and padlocks in place.
Monday, 23 January 2012 19:00 TE + 02:00
After a couple of hours checking that all was comfortable and safe it is time to put the padlock keys out of reach in the safe. The combination was set some weeks ago and the only record I have is a screen shot of the 8 digit combination, deliberately placed within a stream of other digits to make it difficult to remember. I have already forgotten all but perhaps the first couple of digits, and wouldn’t stake my life that I even remember these correctly. The screen shot of the combination was then read into a software package called “Picture LoKiT” that will prevent me accessing the combination until a predetermined time – my target release time.
I have set my release time for 05:10 (AM) on Thursday 26th – or to put it another way, just over 60 hours of total enclosure. This is a seriously long time and I am already thinking it was way too ambitious! Why did I do it? I am really starting to wonder if I have a good answer.
Last time I was aiming for 38 hours and failed at just over 26 hours. On the plus side, after 26 hours I had managed to stay fairly comfortable & dry in my suit. After release my skin was in very good shape. OK, I did have the beginnings of a friction burn on my manhood, but I am hopeful that I have dealt with that problem this time, through the use of silicone lubricant. The real failure was a failure of will power. I had not had my head in the right place, maybe I was not prepared enough and I just got into my mind that I wanted out. Once there, it was just a short period of weakness that gave me just enough time to figure a way out. If I had not been able to find a way out, I would have struggled on without any ill effects and I believe that the rest of the 12 hours of my encasement would have become pleasurable again – probably within an hour or two. Anyway, I feel confident that there was no physical harm in attempting 36 hours of total rubber enclosure – but why 60 hours then?
Maybe it because “it was there”. I had engineered an opportunity to have more than enough time to have an extra-long session, with contingency in case it took longer than expected to get free or in case I needed recovery time, so then I starting wondering how much of that time I should budget on actually using for the session. The motive for long session has always been a fascination. I suspected it was achievable. Why not go for a nice round 60 hours? I will tell you why not – 60 hours is a VERY long time to be in rubber, particularly when you remove the element of choice. 60 hours when everything is going well and you are enjoying it would be a huge amount of time, but I am in here for 60 hours no matter how it goes – unless, when I do want to bail out, I can somehow find a way out…
The chains and padlocks are solid and I could not find a way out last time, so I am fairly sure I won’t this time either.
Last time the weak link was the mechanical combination lock on the key safe. This time I have a proper safe with an electronic 8 digit combination lock. There is no tell-tale clicks to help me crack the combination this time. There is no way I can try every combination –there are just too many combination, so it would take weeks. Also the lock sound an alarm for 30 seconds if u get it wrong 3 times, which would seriously slow me down. As far as I can see, the combination cannot be cracked.
This time I checked the internet before I bought to see if there is any security holes or easy cracks. This model seems to have addressed most obvious ones and although it IS possible to crack with the right specialist tools, I have made sure there are no tools available to me.
The safe does have a manual key (in case the combination lock batteries fail) to override the lock, but the key is in the boot of my car which is parked in a public car park (This is my safety Plan-B). I would have to go out in total enclosure, complete with mask/hood in public to get the key. This is my safety bail out option, but not something I want to do unless I get really very desperate.
Looking at it from where I am now, it has to go one of two ways, both of which are concerning. The first outcome will be that I will have a moment of weakness, get desperate to get out and this will drive me to find some weakness in my self-bondage. It is amazing how inventive you get when sufficiently motived, but I know that bailing out early is likely to quickly feel very disappointing and even a betrayal. The other option is that I will not find a way out and will have to stay sealed in rubber for the whole 60 hours and I cannot be 100% sure how that will feel beyond the first 20 to 30 hours.
In choosing 60 hours, have I enviably set myself up for some sort of failure or disappointment? I wonder how the reader thinks it will turn out? At the moment, my 60 hours looks like they are unavoidable and I am feeling very anxious already. Does anyone out there know why I jumped all the way to 60 hours!?!?!
Monday, 23 January 2012 21:00 TE + 04:00
All is well. Feeling very comfortable. Going to chill now as it has been an epic day and I need to pace myself as there is so far to go – Picture LoKiT reminds me that I am only 4% into my little session!
Monday, 23 January 2012 22:45 TE + 5:45
Have been able to relax and feel very good. Also feel unbelievably contented. I know I am less than 6 hours in, but all the acclimatisation practice over the years and careful choice of rubber gear is really paying off. The cold temperature of this time of year means that I can fine tune the heating to be very rubber compatible. Right now, I simply could not feel more snug and comfortable. But of course, I do wonder what I will think 24, 48 or 60 hour in….
My initial dose of chemical libido enhancements seems to have been reasonably well judged and with the maintenance dose, they have maintained an elevated state of sexual arousal. Probably erring on being too aroused – which I will have to keep under control.
Last time I had trouble keeping up with hydration target and also had to pass water too frequently overnight. This time, I have worked out a schedule where I don’t set target consumption figures for the overnight period 9PM to 9AM, only sipping from my hydration tube if feeling thirsty. Drinking my quota 9AM to 9PM should make for an easier hydration scheme and will also have the side effect of reducing the libido enhancing chemical consumption overnight, which should make it easier to regulate my sexual urges which are often more difficult to control overnight.
Tuesday, 24 January 2012 09:00 TE + 16
When I woke up earlier this morning I was feeling absolutely fabulous. The feeling of total enclosure, boosted by my libido enhancing mix, made me feel like I was on fire - in a good way I think!
As usual, my sleeping was disrupted by my total enclosure which is of some concern no matter how delightful the cause. Past experience is telling me that sleep deprivation is now one of the few significant challenges remaining for me: as my total enclosure times lengthen, my willpower to remain totally enclosed often weakens due to fatigue. As some regular readers will know, I am very accustomed to regularly wearing rubber all day; I am not so accomplished at sleeping in rubber, often going weeks or even months between overnight sessions.
These days I am OK at sleeping if enclosed from the neck down, but I still find that the final mask/hood element required of Total Enclosure makes the whole thing much more difficult for me. And it is this level of enclosure and nothing less that I want and feel I need to achieve.
Even though I have chosen a mask hood carefully to ensure a comfortable fit over very long periods during the day, it still results in sleep apnoea type symptoms which periodically wake me up with a (delightful and edgy) sharp intake of breath. And yet I am steadily getting more acclimatised and I seemed to have slept much more this time than in my previous long sessions. Like most things I have experienced, the body can adapt eventually - if gently forced to. In this 60 hour session my body is going to have to adapt to 3 consecutive nights sleeping totally enclosed in rubber or suffer!
Anyway, after last night slow adjustment came several hours of sleep followed by an amazing period of slow awakening. All through the period of waking I felt a very tangible background of sexual arousal mixed with occasional very gentle waves of delight (just short of ecstasy) which I think of as a tide of micro-orgasms. I have always said that for me the experience gets more deeply sensual sometime between 12 and 24 hours, but this intensity of experience is, I think, new to the last few self-bondage sessions and I love it!
Tuesday, 24 January 2012 10:00 TE + 17
Thought it time to explain a bit more about how my rubber bondage works.
I am wearing a Hydroglove suit (the hooded sort), which is actually 2 pieces: A top half and a bottom half. These are joined when wearing by rolling together to form a water tight seal and then securing with a rubber cummerbund (those who are new to this sort of suit, see http://youtu.be/HitvyeS1wkY video of how to put one on). With this suit I have wrist seals to connect to gloves. I am also wearing a hood/gas mask combo from Regulation (London) – basically a mask bonded to a hood which has a large neck belt with buckles and belt loops. The hood goes over the top of the Hydrogove hood and straps up around the neck, so I end up feeling very well sealed in! A chain goes through the hood’s neck belt loops to form a loop (around the neck) which is padlocked to hood at the front and a free end is long enough to be routed down my front, between the legs, back up to the back of my neck before doing a second circuit of my hoods neck belt loops and is padlocked in place at the back of the neck. To prevent the chain being slipped off via the leg, a second chain connects to the first at and forms a waist belt.
The bondage makes it impossible to get either half of the Hydroglove suit off. With a LOT of fiddle, it does allow me to unroll the two halves to allow a tiny slit to be opened for pissing - as long as I constantly hold it open against the stretch of the rubber. However, this access is not really sufficient for anal access / defecation (think about route of chain), only urination which means being dosed up with anti-diarrhoea drugs for the duration.
I should mention that I do roll up the suit in a slightly differently way than shown by the Hydroglove: rolling down from chest rather than up from below crotch when donning the suit. This is particularly important when unrolling, as my crotch chain would otherwise prevent unrolling, if I followed usual practice.
I know it might be difficult to picture in your mind’s eye, but the chains do allow you to unroll the middle (with a lot of fiddly effort). On the other hand you also have to imagine that in practice the chains mean the (previously rolled up) rubber does not have anywhere to go, so there is only just enough scope to make a gap between the two half. I tend to usually have to hold down the spare rubber at the top of the pants to make a gap for my manhood to fit through for pissing.
If I wanted to be all technical about it, this piss time is obviously an exception to being totally enclosed. But in a locked in situation I wanted something reliable and therefore simple and so did not want to go for “personal plumbing solutions”. Once I have relieved myself (and inspected the goods for any issues + lubricated with silicone), I soon want to be packing it all away (even if I wanted out of the rubber) because I find this state is not comfortable for long as the excess rubber wants to snap back and crush my bits if I don’t hold it down.
The bondage also means the hood is impossible to remove. Depending on how I set the locks, I can have it so that it is so while impossible to remove from the neck completely, it can be unzipped and moved away slightly from the face – for example in case I am to be bound during a period when I want to make a lot of phone calls.
Getting the bondage secure and yet not uncomfortable for long periods has taken a while to work out but seems fit for my purposes now. It is not binding or over tight and yet seems to be totally secure.
Tuesday, 24 January 2012 12:00 TE + 19
On a recent review of my hydration I found I my consumption was slightly ahead of my plans, so need to reduce consumption for a few hours. The new hydration schedule seems to easier to live with.
As an aside…. The total volume of 2L per day may seem a little low to those who have done the research. This is still up for review, but I have a few observations to share.
When I was on 3.5L / day it was almost impossible to keep up with the schedule. I was having to urinate very frequently – which is very inconvenient when you are as well sealed in as I am! At 2L/day I have still had to piss 4 times in 19 hours, which is a much more manageable amount.
Most consumption figures I have read assume that you are going to perspire 0.5L or more by sweating and this does not apply for me. The temperature, conditions, my chosen level of activity, my years of acclimatisation and my preparations prevent such an uncomfortable volume of perspiration from happening in such a short period. I would quickly be able to tell if I had sweated any real volume as fluid cannot leak away as my dry suit is totally water tight. After 19 hours I would be surprised if there was any measurable quantity of perspiration in my suit. It feels like just a slight general dampness at most and certainly not half a litre of free fluid sloshing about.
Another consideration is that I suspect I do not lose as much moisture through my breath as would normally be predicted. Airways in my mask mean every time I breathe, the incoming air it takes on some of the moisture that was present in the air I exhaled. This is probably only a slight reduction in moisture loss, but may reduce required consumption.
In summary 3.4L was way too much for me to consume under the conditions of total enclosure. If it does turn out that 2L is not enough then I am hoping that the rate of my dehydration should be sustainable over a few days of total enclosure.
…back to now. I have had to heavily ratio the remaining water so that I do not run out of fluid before 24 hours are up. Maybe partly through this slowdown in chemicals being delivered by the hydration system, I started to feel like I was going “off the boil” with regards to motivation. I decided extra libido enhancement prescription drugs were needed…
The affect was quite noticeable within about 30 minutes. Now it is all I can do to stay in control. My rock hard member causing delightful distractions at my ever move – however slight.
….luckily this over sensitivity did wane slightly within an hour or so and I was able to stay in control through the afternoon.
Tuesday, 24 January 2012 18:00 TE + 25
I have well and truly cracked the 24 hour mark without losing control of libido and ejaculating, which is a nice milestone. Can you imagine being totally encased in rubber for 24 hours and not coming even once? Neither could I once upon a time! Somewhere around 23 hours to 24 hours was a little challenging where all my instincts were trying to take over and take me over the edge. Now I feel calm and in control and looking forward to getting to the half-way point which is still 5 hours away at just after 23:00. The fact that half way is still 5 hours away and even reaching that will mean I have another 30 hours total enclosure is very daunting - so daunting I dare not imaging how tomorrow, tomorrow night and the Thursday morning will go.
I have refilled my hydration system with sustenance and chemical enhancements. I have modified the mix this time… [details withheld! You going to have to find you own doses!]
Its been about 30 hours since I last eat “what you humans call food”, and interestingly the transition to 100% liquid /chemical diet has only just started to register on my thoughts.
I still feel reasonable comfortable. Perhaps not quite as comfortable as I did earlier, but nothing very noticeable has changed. I think I am still reasonably dry inside my rubber skin although I guess I will inevitably be moister than I was earlier. It’s difficult to be precise as it just feels natural to me at the moment but I can be 100% certain there is no free liquid sloshing about. Maybe there is the odd pinch around my waist and my ears have finally started to feel slightly flattened. But nothing that is at all difficult to cope with.
A question just occurred to me, if I were not locked in here for another 35 hours, would I by now be tempted to start thinking of indulging my baser sexual instincts which would (via one or more climax) inevitably lead to me wanting to end the session and leave my rubber skin for the night? It’s a tricky one to prove either way, but certainly knowing I have no choice and WILL be in this skin all day tomorrow and the night after means I am certainly going to TRY to avoid getting too carried away. I do think the lack of free choice simplifies things so makes it much easier to be more disciplined about it. So far I have not found it difficult to stay in control while also feeling very stimulated and am motivated to stay vigilant to anything that could lead me to accidentally getting carried away. The thought of sitting in my own juices for 30 hours with reduced sexual appetite is so scary, there is no way I want to indulge my baser instincts and find I am in a sort of strange self-chastity situation.
Being in it for long haul does not mean I won’t be sexually stimulated tonight – quite the opposite. I am sexually stimulated right now, with an insistent erection nagging at me and I fully intend to experience hour after hour of gentle sensual pleasure. The 35 hours of self-bondage ahead of me is also quite a turn on for me in its own right.
Tuesday, 24 January 2012 22:30 TE + 29.5
Nearly 50% there. Things suddenly started to get more challenging this evening. Now I am exhausted. Really VERY exhausted. It seems that I did not get as much sleep last night as I thought. I do hope I get more sleep tonight.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 09:00 TE + 40:00
I had a tough time last night so have written it up this morning…
Before I went to bed I was starting to suffer a little. I was exhausted, partly from the poor quality of the previous night’s sleep and perhaps partly due to the challenges of inherent in 30 hours total enclosure. When exhausted it becomes more difficult for me to cope with what otherwise would be minor challenges. I seemed to be being pinched by the rubber in one or two places, my mask was becoming a little uncomfortable and I was developing a slightly sore penis from 30+ hours of near constant demands. To be honest, I had been suffering from slight soreness at the weekend, (for which I “blame” my partner’s enthusiasm!) so I was not starting off in ideal condition! Lubrications with silicone every time I pee seems to have worked for the first day, but I am concerned that the current slight soreness can only get worse from here in.
When I first went to bed, I was initially reasonable successful in sleeping even though I had my mask on. However as time went on, my sleep got more and more disrupted with breathing difficulties waking me up, over and over again. Each time I woke from my sleep, I seemed to be getting more and more exhausted and even my chemically enhanced mojo was starting to wane. It seemed to be the exact opposite experience of the previous night.
Sometime around 3AM, I woke up with a very clear intention that I must immediately take off ALL my rubber. To vindicate my intentions, it even occurred to me that it would probably be personal record if I took off my rubber after 34 hours WITHOUT having ejaculated. With that rationalisation justifying my actions, I set to strip – but I gradually realised it was not going to be that easy this time. I then got into the mind set of “whatever it take” because I felt so sure that I was going to be miserable if I stayed in rubber any longer. I fully expected to find a way out of my self-bondage like I had last November, but the more I thought about it, the more I realised I had everything covered. Chains, padlocks and safe were all impregnable with the limited resources available.
The only thing left was my “Plan B”. I could get the safe’s manual override key, which was locked in my car. But my car was not just parked in a regular parking place, that would have been too easy! It was parked somewhere where I would have to go through public areas, past 24 hour receptionist/security desk and past countless CCTV cameras. All viewers I would have reason not want to see me stroll past totally rubber encased. The plan was designed to only be needed in an emergency or if I could not open the safe on Thursday morning – only worth considering if the alternative was unacceptable.
During the day, Plan-B would have meant going through some busy areas. If I activated Plan-B at 3AM I was bound to be noticed by security or anyone else still about as I would be only thing out there. Being easy to spot and being in rubber total enclosure I would stand out while making my way to get something from a locked car, and probably alarm people into calling the police. Not ideal.
Meanwhile, I had had one success. While I could not remove my hood/mask which was chained to me, I had been able to unzip part of it so my breathing was no longer via the mask. I was still wearing my suits hood under the opened mask hood and the mask was still there, hinged from the front of my neck and in front of my face, but I knew I could at least breathe while asleep.
So given my sheer exhaustion, I decided to accept my rubber encased fate as the best I could for now and settle down to sleep with the clear intention that in the morning I would be able to think of a better plan.
I knew it was not going to be easy, (for example, I had deliberately put myself a long way from home so I could not easily ask for a friend to help) but I thought something would occur to me by morning...
…………………….
When morning did arrive, I could hardly believe the difference in my perspective. I awoke in the most comfortable place in the universe – my rubber skin. It felt so right. I felt so lucky to be waking in rubber. The only thing of note was that my throat was dry and I felt thirsty. I fixed that quickly be putting my mask back on which has the hydration tube inside it. I gorged on my hydration mix and felt so very “special”.
Clearly exhaustion is THE biggest challenge for me staying totally encased for long periods and needs to be avoided - at all cost.
I did not give my intentions of last night a moment’s thought until I wrote this entry and right now, it is hard to imagine why I would want to end the session early. But of course, there are still 20 hours to go…
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 09:45 TE + 40:45
I was very thirsty when I first woke this morning and so started my hydration early. I just check and ~ 1L of hydration mix left – which should have lasted me until 12:00. I am going to have to be sparing for next couple of hours. Of course getting the volume consumed right is not just a case of my hydration but also the chemical dose of prescription drugs, non-prescription drugs and herbal supplements I receive. Too high and there may be undesirable side effect. When I run out early, there is usually a low period which makes it less desirable to be totally encased in rubber.
Naturally, at the moment I feel nicely dosed up and highly motivated due to my earlier over supply. I hope this persists until 12:00 when I can get back on to my regular dose.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 13:30 +44:30
I am suffering from extreme exhaustion again this afternoon, which is making things more challenging than they ought. Rather than the wonderfully continuous sensual experience of yesterday, it is more a matter of highs and lows today. Still, the highs are pretty good. Another worry is that every hour my penis feels a little sorer from continuous contact and friction with the thick rubber of the suit restraining it.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 17:00 +48 hours
Momentous: 2 days spent locked in totally enclosing rubber. OK, a few hours last night I had my mask slightly ajar to aid sleep, but I am still as very pleased with the achievement.
On the negative: I am so very physically exhausted I need to take frequent breaks to lie down and my soreness is increasing.
On the positive: If you ignore my manhood, I am still reasonable comfortable. Maybe not as comfortable as even first thing this morning, I am certainly suffering a little pinching but nothing severe and there are no pressure sores and am not over-hot or soaked. I also still feel very “special” and I am in a sensual mode, if no longer as sexually charged as I was.
The fetish is driving me on, but clouds are forming in my mind I am sure that I am near a tipping point of the pleasure suddenly becoming real discomfort. My observation is that even a slight amount of soreness in your sexual organs makes a huge difference to how it feels living encased in rubber.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 19:00 +50 hours
Mild panic set in – there are just over 10 hours to go and that is too much for me to imagine right now.
I cycle between the highs of the embrace of my rubber and the desperation of exhaustion and soreness to be release from my total enclosure. The highs transport me to another place of bliss, the low bring me back with a thud to the burning pain of my male member, rubbed raw by the latex.
[Much of the rest of the following posts were only written rough at the time and have been heavily re-written in the days following, with the experience fresh in memory.]
Hood off – I cannot take anything else off, but I need to think my way out of this. I know I have been all around this before, but I re-examine every physical way of breaking my way out. Everything is solid and the impregnability of my bondage actually turns me on – I use the moment to get the sexual pleasure I have been constantly addicted to for the last 50 hours, knowing that it will quickly be subsumed by the burning pain.
I am spurred on by the fact that if I can bail out now, I will have spent 50 hours living a sensual time in latex, but controlled my sexual response and not ejaculated. I reflect that breaking the link between rubber and ejaculation has been a long term aim, with only occasional success on anything more than 12 hours and certainly nothing that has ever lasted more than a day.
It occurs to me that if I put any more physical effort into trying to break my bondage, there is just as much chance of me damaging the padlocks so they will not release when my time is up and I have the keys. To be honest, I think they are too strong for that so my actions are futile – but either way I stop imagining there is any way to physically break out.
There is only Plan-B for me now.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012 20:00 +51 hours
I have been thinking hard on how I can activate Plan-B with the least amount of risk of suspicion, discovery and embarrassment falling on me.
I am a very private person and not a rubber extrovert who everyone sees out and about in rubber. Where I live, you would have to be a very strong personality to pull that one off. Most people would see you as a sexual predator and it would badly affect people’s perception of you. At certain points in my life I would have thought, “sod what people think”, and got on with my living life my way. If I had done that then, things would be very different now. However I now have (private) reasons not to “blot my copy book” as the fall out would hurt others who are precious to me.
With all this in mind, I still knew I really wanted out.
I reasoned that by now things might be less busy, but if I left it till the small hours I would again be very noticeable. It occurred to me that 20:00 was a good time to go to the car, if I could really not wait till tomorrow. I decided I could not wait any longer – I was desperate.
I had some “normal” clothes with me, and had realised the previous night that I could use these as partial camouflage over my rubber skin. But what about my hood and mask? I pulled on my chains so I could easy the mask around the front. It was half throttling me when I bent it down to my chest and then put on a hooded rain coat over the whole lot. I looked like a backwards hunch-back – with a huge lump between neck and chest that you would be able to see from about a mile away. I worked out a way I could hold myself and have my hands in my upper pockets to make it look like I was holding something and using my coat to protect it. Anyone with 10 paces would know there was something VERY weird going on – but maybe I could avoid that.
I set off and things went well. I managed to avoid meeting anyone close up and when I realised I might pull it off, I relaxed and actually started to enjoy the experience. There was something fabulous about walking through the cold night air while being protected from the neck down but rubber. The motion of the rubber over my skin was lovely and I felt as comfortable as I had for hours.
I got back to the safe, wrote up the rough account of this entry and am unlocking the safe now… I am acting quickly as there is currently no doubt in my mind that I will use the keys on the padlocks as soon as I can.
Later…
Stripping I was amazed to see how dry I was considering the 51+ hours of being in there. There was noticeable condensation on the arms, but the rest of the top half of my suit was either “just moist” or in a few placed actually bone dry. As normal, the legs were a little more moist – but there was no actual fluid dripping let alone sloshing about. The crotch area was a moist area – but of course there was not the usual volumes of semen from ejaculation. My hooded head was very damp, but not running. Quite amazing really. I think the temperature was a great help, but I do like to take some credit for years of acclimatisation and preparation which I think helps me to control my perspiration.
My skin was not quite so unscathed. While showering I noticed my skin looked a little red all over – nothing major and it was almost back to normal by the following morning. I did feel a little itchy for the next couple of days – but only to a mild degree. I did have one patch of about 3 or 4 inches of skin that looked a little angry on my inner thigh. To be honest, it looked worse than it felt (if I had not seen it, I might not have noticed feeling it) [however I have to be honest and say a darkened patch of skin was still visible several days later when editing this entry, although I could not feel any discomfort at all it is clearly a little worrying].
I have been VERY lucky over the years and usually do not suffer from wearing rubber. This time I think I may have gone just beyond what was easy for my skin to handle. It could be either too big a jump or, just maybe, it was too long under any circumstances.
The next day after I ended the session, I did NOT want to be in latex. This did not disappoint me as I thought it sensible to let my skin recover. Yet only one day later I was desperate to get back in – which I did (against my better judgement) and did not have any problem.
Given I had such a good rubber fix so recently, I know it goes against all preconceived ideas, but the desire to be in back in rubber and stay in rubber was stronger than I remember for years. I was SO glad to be in there and spent the whole day in there (about 8 hours) and the lack of expectations that it was ever going to be a long session meant it felt so easy and informal. While in there I felt such a desperate connection it was almost scary – but once I had my fix, I was fine. This was probably the most unexpected outcome as I was going to allow myself a few days off to recover.
As for the session as a whole…
Yes, as for aim of the self-bondage forcing me to go the whole 60 hours, it was almost a total disaster. The psychological impact of being under the control of the software programmed with my original intent was eventually lost at around the 50 hour mark when I started to scheme a way around my bondage. The worse part of that is I need to modify the main plan as currently I know that Plan B is not as unthinkable as I thought …
However, 50 odd hours was quite a good achievement in its own right. Much of it was spent in a beautifully blissful state. And, reflecting on it, spending all that time being “sensual” and yet never going the wrong side of sexual fulfilment was really important achievement for me.
On a purely practical note, keeping short of ejaculation while being sensual and sexual for the whole time you are in TE is a convenient mechanism to stay keenly focussed. It also avoids the demoralising reality of having to sit in the same pool of semen for several days!
On a different level, breaking the link between being in TE for a very long periods and inevitable ejaculation I see as the first step in where I want to take this fetish next, at least for a while... Being sexually driven to regular sexual release is part of who I am. Being obsessed with total enclosure is another aspect, but I have often suspected this may be true irrespective of my sexual nature. I am interested in the idea that there may be a way of enjoying them separately as well as at the same time. It would certainly be interesting experimenting to decouple the two.
If I can learn from the experience and have enjoyed the journey, I consider that I can now think of it as time well spent, although I am not sure I can forgive my succumbing to weakness and straying from the path early.
My Concluding Points / Lessens / Questions ….
Sleep quality is absolutely essential; exhaustion must be avoided at all costs. I therefore need to investigate all aspects of this. Maybe getting hold of a better hood/mask, suitable for sleeping in as well as all day. Suggestions welcome!
I need to avoid friction burns to my private bits! I need to go back to wearing comfortable rubber underwear as the thick rubber of the suit seems to only be tolerable for about a day or so. Maybe I shall return to sheath pants or plumbed pissing pants…
The basic self-bondage plan worked, however if I want to avoid activating Plan-B ahead of an actual disaster, I need to make sure that any “street clothes” available are not going to be suitable for camouflaging rubber total enclosure. Clothes that could be used as camouflage (like hoodies, coats etc) needs to be unavailable / locked away. This is unless any of my readershave good ideas for a better Plan-B – that is a plan that I will generally not be tempted to activate and yet I could if I really have to in order to let me have the key in the case I cannot get the combination off my laptop at the appointed time (or some other emergency like the combination lock batteries go etc).
I wonder how long I should aim for next time? I picking this time, I need to factor into this that before I start my next session, I will have made sure that escape will be impossible and resorting Plan B will be much more unappealing.
Constructive comments welcome!
Sealed
Friday, January 27, 2012
Thanks for all the comments! This is a quick interim post to deal with comment I have be receiving....
My humble and simple (if mildly epic) session, posted as a mere afterthought, seems to have interested quite a few people. Lots of personal emails coming in, which is fab, but I am really grateful for those who take time to post their comments and Qs via the blog as it is so much better to share.
In some quarters of the internet which I hang out, this self-indulgent perverted hedonism would seem very out of place in the (alternative) fashion and image preoccupied latex socialising cleeks. Bless. I am envious of them really, but I am also grateful there are some out there who are honest enough to appreciate that for many, rubber fetish is just about getting off sexually on aspects of being encased in latex.
Anyway, enough of that, let answer some Qs….
Hi Auxugen,
Fab Qs / comments.
WRT the key safe I used in November, the tumblers are way too easy to pick. Because they are mechanically connected to the opening mechanism, you can virtually feel them and certainly hear them click into place. I would go as far as to say any mechanical combination are unlikely to be secure if you have 5 or 10 minutes to play with them. Check out the internet and you will never buy one.
This is why I have gone for a mini safe from Yale with electronic 8 digit combination. I have not worked any way to pick the combination. The Yale safe was only about £35 (roughly just over $50 USD?).
So u r aware, the internet tells me the 2 week point of all safes of similar design to my Yale safe. The first is the manual override key / lock (the lock can apparently be picked with specialist tools). The second is the reset button on the inside of the door which might be accessible via holes (for screwing safe to wall) if you happened to have the right tool (very long/thin/stiff/bendy foil or wire). Once you know this, put the key out of reach (maybe give it to a friend as your Plan-B) and make sure there
are no tools at hand (or lock them away in a room and put the room key in the safe!).
WRT to the time-lock safe you found – unbelievable!!! I have spent hours and hours over many many years searching for a small time-lock safe – unsuccessfully. Not being able to find such a time-locked safe is the only reason why I ended up with the software to store a combination in a time-locked store and a separate combination safe.
Well done Auxugen for finding this. It is a little expensive, but looks ideal. I wonder if there are any (genuine/independent) testimonies / reviewers elsewhere on the internet who could vouch for this product? If you do get one, I am sure many who read here will be very interested to know how you get on with it.
BTW – Just in case you are thinking about total rubber enclosure (rather than other forms of bondage / chastity) and wondering if you need a time-lock for more than 99 hours then I would like to put you mind at rest. 99 hours is a V E R Y long time in rubber total enclosure. Having just lived through a long session, I personally cannot imagine wanting to have continuous total enclosure for that long.
I can see that chastity would probably need more than 99 hours before you would really feel the “benefit”. But chastity in “street clothes” is something I only just started reading about in last year or so, so not on my personal hit list yet.
BTW – the randomised setting is interesting. I have that feature
on PictureLoKIT, but was too scared to use it so far!
…Next…
Its from Auxugen again – what an industrious chap…
Firstly, I found your details about the bad experience based on ice interesting, worrying and educational - all at the same time. Your second incident sounded horrific too. My goodness, what a scary scenario.
To answer the question… well it is very difficult to answer to be honest!
In my case I had been planning things (in a very obsessive way) for some time and I was ALMOST on auto-pilot when it came to the final moments of lock in. There certainly was some nerves, to put it mildly. I was also very excited. There was a feeling of anticipation mixed with dread and foreboding too. This last time I was almost overwhelmed by the enormity of what I was about to take on (which I will post at some later date) – I pushed on so I could not think too hard about it and then could not quite believe how mad I had been locking that safe... Basically every emotion, but all at a fairly mild level compared to your situation.
Maybe I should have been a lot more anxious, but I think there are major differences in what I was about to embark on compared to your “proper bondage” (for want of a better way of describing it). So far, my situation is tame be comparison.
In my case, I was “only” locking myself into a condition which was perfectly routine situation for me. I was just dressing in exactly the same rubber that I routinely wear 7 to 10 hours at a time, occasionally 12 + hours. It is really just a case of compulsion to experience the same for longer. I never wear anything “locked in” that I had not worn for long periods before while unlocked.
I am also not locked into a single position, which can be very physically demanding. Within the fact I am totally enclosed in rubber I can move about and go anywhere I please. So far, I am not blindfolded either.
My bondage chains are fairly loose fitting – in my earlier prototype attempts my chains were tight fitting and then I worked out that it was both unsustainable and unnecessary. Careful consideration / design led me to a scheme that was totally secure with plenty of free play in some places (although less in other places). So the bondage chains are the least of my worries and would cause no serious harm if left on for much longer than I could imagine bearing being in rubber TE.
After locking myself in, I always gave myself an hour or two to ensure the rubber and bondage chains are comfortable and only then lock the padlock keys away for the fixed time period. For those who have experienced this, being locked in to what you have already done voluntarily IS a step change in the experience (psychologically), but (given I routinely wear the same outfit) not one that is likely to go dangerously out of control very quickly. OK, it is quite likely that things may get a little more challenging as time goes on, even to the extent that if u were not locked in, you would want out – but this is sort of the point of the exercise – the very perverse thrill of it! However, I have taken the view that these challenges would be slow developing, easy to spot early and probably not so severe as to cause any real danger or more than temporarily discomfort. I rely on the fact that I would have plenty of time to activate my “Plan B” to get me out of it (if red faced) if things do become untenable.
But don’t be under any misunderstanding. This was always a major personal challenge for me. That moment when you realise you are now locked in for the duration, that you have given up control of your situation to the time-lock, is amazing. It almost is a relief as you no longer have the burden of how you spend the rest of the day (or days!). It is also a time of anxiety and excitement, as you don’t know how things will turn out (good or very very bad). For me it was not panic, but maybe some rueful disbelief that I actually “went for it”!
Later, when you have been in there for hours and hours and take a look at the timer and see that there are so many hours ahead of you, you do start to reflect on the reality of your situation. It dawns that there is huge difference to previously having occasionally spent 24+ hours in rubber when things went particularly well and your current situation: a situation where you have no choice but to be totally enclosed in rubber, no matter how you feel about it, for the duration. You wake up the next day and are initially thrilled to be in rubber and then you get the next thrill – that like it or lump it, you are just going to have to “suffer” the pleasure of staying in rubber for many more hours yet. No choices to make. Move on and get on with the good bits…
And you know, there is something else. Isn’t there just a tiny bit of you that gets off on the very small but very real danger of the situation? Probably the worst is that you might get “discovered” by someone you prefer not to get discovered by. But there is also just a microscopic risk that when the time is up and the moment of freedom comes, you suddenly find that something has gone wrong and you cannot get out that easily after all? Knowing that I am forced to have “faith” (rather than 100% scientific knowledge) that I will be able to get out is something a guilty pleasure for me. (as long as I have a Plan-B).
…
Next, rbrlvr made the comment…
I have a Hydroglove suit and it is not possible to urinate without un wrapping the folds and pulling down the pants. In the past I have just pissed in the suit, and drained it out when getting undressed. rbrlvr
Valid point. Fab that they are so waterproof isn’t it? I assume you are wondering how I piss while still being in bondage? I previously partially addressed with my post 24 Jan as…
“on the session in question, urinating was done “the usual way” without recourse to plumbing…” “…To explain, you need to get a full idea of my rubber and how my “bondage” works, which is tricky. I will cover this in my next full post.”
I am trying to address this in my full write up of my very recent session, but here is a quick (edited down) sneak preview of what I have drafted so far:
Hope this is still interesting and of use to people considering spending a long time in rubber. If so, you will love the full write up of my recent extra-long session which has some highs and some lows… I hope I can find time to get this ready for posting in next week or two, but no promises.
Sealed
My humble and simple (if mildly epic) session, posted as a mere afterthought, seems to have interested quite a few people. Lots of personal emails coming in, which is fab, but I am really grateful for those who take time to post their comments and Qs via the blog as it is so much better to share.
In some quarters of the internet which I hang out, this self-indulgent perverted hedonism would seem very out of place in the (alternative) fashion and image preoccupied latex socialising cleeks. Bless. I am envious of them really, but I am also grateful there are some out there who are honest enough to appreciate that for many, rubber fetish is just about getting off sexually on aspects of being encased in latex.
Anyway, enough of that, let answer some Qs….
Hi Auxugen,
Fab Qs / comments.
WRT the key safe I used in November, the tumblers are way too easy to pick. Because they are mechanically connected to the opening mechanism, you can virtually feel them and certainly hear them click into place. I would go as far as to say any mechanical combination are unlikely to be secure if you have 5 or 10 minutes to play with them. Check out the internet and you will never buy one.
This is why I have gone for a mini safe from Yale with electronic 8 digit combination. I have not worked any way to pick the combination. The Yale safe was only about £35 (roughly just over $50 USD?).
So u r aware, the internet tells me the 2 week point of all safes of similar design to my Yale safe. The first is the manual override key / lock (the lock can apparently be picked with specialist tools). The second is the reset button on the inside of the door which might be accessible via holes (for screwing safe to wall) if you happened to have the right tool (very long/thin/stiff/bendy foil or wire). Once you know this, put the key out of reach (maybe give it to a friend as your Plan-B) and make sure there
are no tools at hand (or lock them away in a room and put the room key in the safe!).
WRT to the time-lock safe you found – unbelievable!!! I have spent hours and hours over many many years searching for a small time-lock safe – unsuccessfully. Not being able to find such a time-locked safe is the only reason why I ended up with the software to store a combination in a time-locked store and a separate combination safe.
Well done Auxugen for finding this. It is a little expensive, but looks ideal. I wonder if there are any (genuine/independent) testimonies / reviewers elsewhere on the internet who could vouch for this product? If you do get one, I am sure many who read here will be very interested to know how you get on with it.
BTW – Just in case you are thinking about total rubber enclosure (rather than other forms of bondage / chastity) and wondering if you need a time-lock for more than 99 hours then I would like to put you mind at rest. 99 hours is a V E R Y long time in rubber total enclosure. Having just lived through a long session, I personally cannot imagine wanting to have continuous total enclosure for that long.
I can see that chastity would probably need more than 99 hours before you would really feel the “benefit”. But chastity in “street clothes” is something I only just started reading about in last year or so, so not on my personal hit list yet.
BTW – the randomised setting is interesting. I have that feature
on PictureLoKIT, but was too scared to use it so far!
…Next…
Its from Auxugen again – what an industrious chap…
Firstly, I found your details about the bad experience based on ice interesting, worrying and educational - all at the same time. Your second incident sounded horrific too. My goodness, what a scary scenario.
To answer the question… well it is very difficult to answer to be honest!
In my case I had been planning things (in a very obsessive way) for some time and I was ALMOST on auto-pilot when it came to the final moments of lock in. There certainly was some nerves, to put it mildly. I was also very excited. There was a feeling of anticipation mixed with dread and foreboding too. This last time I was almost overwhelmed by the enormity of what I was about to take on (which I will post at some later date) – I pushed on so I could not think too hard about it and then could not quite believe how mad I had been locking that safe... Basically every emotion, but all at a fairly mild level compared to your situation.
Maybe I should have been a lot more anxious, but I think there are major differences in what I was about to embark on compared to your “proper bondage” (for want of a better way of describing it). So far, my situation is tame be comparison.
In my case, I was “only” locking myself into a condition which was perfectly routine situation for me. I was just dressing in exactly the same rubber that I routinely wear 7 to 10 hours at a time, occasionally 12 + hours. It is really just a case of compulsion to experience the same for longer. I never wear anything “locked in” that I had not worn for long periods before while unlocked.
I am also not locked into a single position, which can be very physically demanding. Within the fact I am totally enclosed in rubber I can move about and go anywhere I please. So far, I am not blindfolded either.
My bondage chains are fairly loose fitting – in my earlier prototype attempts my chains were tight fitting and then I worked out that it was both unsustainable and unnecessary. Careful consideration / design led me to a scheme that was totally secure with plenty of free play in some places (although less in other places). So the bondage chains are the least of my worries and would cause no serious harm if left on for much longer than I could imagine bearing being in rubber TE.
After locking myself in, I always gave myself an hour or two to ensure the rubber and bondage chains are comfortable and only then lock the padlock keys away for the fixed time period. For those who have experienced this, being locked in to what you have already done voluntarily IS a step change in the experience (psychologically), but (given I routinely wear the same outfit) not one that is likely to go dangerously out of control very quickly. OK, it is quite likely that things may get a little more challenging as time goes on, even to the extent that if u were not locked in, you would want out – but this is sort of the point of the exercise – the very perverse thrill of it! However, I have taken the view that these challenges would be slow developing, easy to spot early and probably not so severe as to cause any real danger or more than temporarily discomfort. I rely on the fact that I would have plenty of time to activate my “Plan B” to get me out of it (if red faced) if things do become untenable.
But don’t be under any misunderstanding. This was always a major personal challenge for me. That moment when you realise you are now locked in for the duration, that you have given up control of your situation to the time-lock, is amazing. It almost is a relief as you no longer have the burden of how you spend the rest of the day (or days!). It is also a time of anxiety and excitement, as you don’t know how things will turn out (good or very very bad). For me it was not panic, but maybe some rueful disbelief that I actually “went for it”!
Later, when you have been in there for hours and hours and take a look at the timer and see that there are so many hours ahead of you, you do start to reflect on the reality of your situation. It dawns that there is huge difference to previously having occasionally spent 24+ hours in rubber when things went particularly well and your current situation: a situation where you have no choice but to be totally enclosed in rubber, no matter how you feel about it, for the duration. You wake up the next day and are initially thrilled to be in rubber and then you get the next thrill – that like it or lump it, you are just going to have to “suffer” the pleasure of staying in rubber for many more hours yet. No choices to make. Move on and get on with the good bits…
And you know, there is something else. Isn’t there just a tiny bit of you that gets off on the very small but very real danger of the situation? Probably the worst is that you might get “discovered” by someone you prefer not to get discovered by. But there is also just a microscopic risk that when the time is up and the moment of freedom comes, you suddenly find that something has gone wrong and you cannot get out that easily after all? Knowing that I am forced to have “faith” (rather than 100% scientific knowledge) that I will be able to get out is something a guilty pleasure for me. (as long as I have a Plan-B).
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Next, rbrlvr made the comment…
I have a Hydroglove suit and it is not possible to urinate without un wrapping the folds and pulling down the pants. In the past I have just pissed in the suit, and drained it out when getting undressed. rbrlvr
Valid point. Fab that they are so waterproof isn’t it? I assume you are wondering how I piss while still being in bondage? I previously partially addressed with my post 24 Jan as…
“on the session in question, urinating was done “the usual way” without recourse to plumbing…” “…To explain, you need to get a full idea of my rubber and how my “bondage” works, which is tricky. I will cover this in my next full post.”
I am trying to address this in my full write up of my very recent session, but here is a quick (edited down) sneak preview of what I have drafted so far:
I am wearing a hooded Hydroglove suit, which is actually 2 pieces: A top half and a bottom half. These are joined when wearing by rolling together to form a water tight seal…...[also wearing bondage hood/mask combo with belt loop around neck over Hydroglove hood] ….A chain goes through hood neck belt loops to form a loop (around the neck) which is padlocked to hood at the front and a free end is long enough to be routed down my front, between the legs, back up to the back of my neck before doing a second circuit of my hood’s neck and be padlocked in place at the back of the neck. To prevent the chain being slipped off via the leg, a second chain connects to the first at waist height and forms a waist belt.
The bondage makes it impossible to get either half of the Hydroglove suit off. With a LOT of fiddle, it does me to unroll the two halfs to allow a tiny slit to be opened for pissing as long as you constantly hold it open against the stretch of the rubber. However, this access is not really sufficient for anal access / defecation (think about route of chain), only urination which means being dosed up with anti-diarrhoea drugs for the duration.
I know it is difficult to imagine, but the chains do allow you to unroll. On the other hand you also have to imagine that in practice the chains mean the (previously rolled up) rubber does not have anywhere to go, so there is only just enough scope to make a gap between the two half. I tend to usually have to hold down the spare rubber at the top of the pants to make a gap for my bit to fit through.
If I wanted to be all technical about it, this piss time is obviously an exception to being totally enclosed. But in a locked in situation I wanted something reliable and therefore simple and so did not want to go for “personal plumbing solutions”. Once I have relieved myself (and inspected the goods for any issues), I soon want to be packing it all away (even if I wanted out of the rubber) because I find this state is not comfortable for long as the excess rubber wants to snap back and crush my bits if I don’t hold it down.
Hope this is still interesting and of use to people considering spending a long time in rubber. If so, you will love the full write up of my recent extra-long session which has some highs and some lows… I hope I can find time to get this ready for posting in next week or two, but no promises.
Sealed
Monday, January 23, 2012
Total Enclosure Self Bondage
This blog entry consists of an account of a self-bondage session from last November. I originally wrote this up for my own record in case there were lessons to learn, but have presented an edited version of the journal of my experiences in case it is of any interest or practical use for others. The account details a session that was not 100% successful and is of particular pertinence to me as today I will be undertaking a very similar session this afternoon, with the hope of having learned some of the lessons.
To avoid having to write a long boring intro, the stating condition and my aims are revealed as I go along in the journal entry. [have also inserted a few explanatory edits in the text in square brackets]…
Monday, 21 November 2011
21/11/2011 15:30 TE -0:30
Start session – initial chems and start to don rubber […Totally enclosed in rubber by 16:00…] …I have locked myself into rubber total enclosure with chains and pad locks. I am wearing “Hydroglove” latex rubber dry suit so totally water and air-tight and cannot be removed without unlocking padlocks.
21/11/2011 17:40 TE +1:40
Once I am sure that all is well and comfortable, I put all padlock keys in small key safe which uses combination lock. The combination is not known by anyone as I randomised it, without looking, before photographing it. This photograph is the only record of the combination. I used “Picture LoKiT” software to hide the photo of the combination until a predetermined time. I have therefore been able to lock myself in until 06:00 Wed 23/11 – which means a total of 38 hours totally enclosed in rubber. I know that any software should not 100% be relied upon so I have had to think about a plan B and plan C should Picture LoKiT not reveal the combination on Wednesday. Plan B and C have both been devised to be very undesirable, so I really hope the software does let me out when the time comes. Plan B would be very time consuming as it involved manually trying every combination in turn, which I have estimated might take 5 to 10 hours! Plan C would be highly embarrassing as I would have to walk out in public to retrieve bolt croppers that I have placed in the back of my car parked in a public place. I have set this up so that I certainly wouldn’t consider reverting to plan B or C early – I could only imagine using either if I found Picture LoKiT failed to give me the release code @ 06:00 on Wednesday.
21/11/2011 20:30 TE +4:30
Looking back, the start of this session was quite frantic and a little more physically challenging than my usual routine. Add to that the excitement of the occasion and I guess it was inevitable that I started to get a little warm in my total enclosure. Once the keys were safely locked away, I managed to chill and get things back on a more normal even keel. But the bad news is that although I am only 4.5 hours in, I think I detect a hint of moisture in the suite, when I was hoping to be completely dry for the first 6 or 7 hours in order to stay comfortable for the long haul. Luckily it should be easy to keep the temperature low for the rest of my time in the suit, so although I cannot dry out, at least I will only get soggier slowly. For now, I am very comfortable and the rubber continues to make me feel special.
My suit totally encases me, so for sustenance my suit feeds me a liquid diet through a simple off-the-shelf hydration system. This delivers a mix of my own devising via a tube connected at one end to a 3.5L bag and the other end to my gas mask hood so I can feed without the need to remove any rubber. The contents of the bag contain survival level nutrition and additives to enhance my experience. The additives include herbal food supplements and pharmaceuticals. The whole lot is designed to last me 24 hours before needing a refill, so I have to try to drink at a rate of about 0.15L every hour or 1L every 7 hours. So far I have consumed about 0.5L, which is about right but does not take into account sleeping hours so I will have to up my rate.
Picture LoKiT is telling me I am only 8% of my way through the period it will keep my combination from me. Put another way, I still have 33.5 hours to go - and absolutely no way out till then! I always knew that this was going to be a long session, but sitting here with absolutely no control over when I can take off my rubber, it suddenly feels like an enormous task ahead of me.
I know I have often done similar long sessions in the past, but this feels very different somehow. With those long sessions, I chose to stay encased because everything was going well and I felt as comfortable as could be expected – and above all, I really did not want to remove my rubber. This time, I am in here for at least 38 hours no matter what happens or how I feel about it. I find I am both daunted and very excited, which is of course the point! I want to be excited by the bondage element and transfer of control. I don’t want to be in control of when I can remove my total enclosure. I want to be motivated to pace myself and this element is perhaps the strongest - a little like chastity, my aim is to sustain the fetish driven sexual tension for a long as possible, postponing the moment of climax for not minutes or hours by days!
21/11/2011 22:00 TE +6:00
Somehow I feel a little better acclimatised than I did earlier on. Feeling very comfortable in my rubber skin now.
Picture LoKiT is playing up slightly - when the network is not available its losing time at an alarming rate. More worryingly, if you reconnect to the network, it does not recover. The fix is you have to stop the program and then start it up (with the network connected) before it resynchronises its clock (presumable to a network NTP time source).
Lesson learnt: it is essential you can get internet access at the time you want the release combination or it could be a long wait… Let hope I do have internet access on Wednesday AM!
Due to a combination of the excitements of the day and the accumulating affect my nutrition pharmaceuticals are having on me, I feel my mind is shutting down while being wide awake. Its not unpleasant, but I feel I am going to need to try rest now…
22/11/2011 3:00 TE +11:00
In the first 2 or 3 of hours of rest, I suffered the usual difficulties around falling asleep in my mask hood – with sleep apnoea like symptoms. As I became unconscious I had breathing difficulties that brought me back, gasping. I persevered (what else could I do? I am locked in after all) and steadily I was able to adapt. With some small technique, I was able to relax into sleeping for longer and longer periods in my mask.
More good news is that comfort is high. My earlier fears of becoming too hot and sticky did not come to pass. I reckon I am only slightly moist and that is not unheard of after 11 hours totally encased in rubber!
Then the next challenge to my sleep. I have naturally felt very sexually stimulated for much of the time I have been in total enclosure. My body’s response to the constant rubber stimulation of my libido has been augmented by the significant doses of supplements and pharmaceuticals I have been ingesting both before the session started and through my nutrition system while I have be sealed in my rubber skin. Being sexually stimulated helps me stay motivated to be in rubber for long periods and my chemical mix means that I do not need to expend much effort on keeping myself in the mood – rather my body reacts strongly to the slightest stimulus with a raging erection and all I have to do is try to stop thing developing further.
In the last hour the strength of my bodies reaction to the slightest movements has become monumental and I was becoming worried I may get carried away. The last thing I want to do is ejaculate now with 27 hours to go. That would rob me of significant motivation and also sap my morale as I sat in my own juices for so long. The strength of the feeling of my sexual stimulation is unbelievably strong – like a very strong aching which borders on feeling unbearable. My chem mix does try to address the refractory period and should help to quickly provide subsequent erections, but I would still like to avoid ejaculation for some time yet, if I can.
As a last resort I have another chemical fix. Isopropyl Nitrite (poppers) would combine somewhat strongly with the other chemicals in my system – in fact VERY dangerously strongly unless used very sparingly. For me, I have found a good dose and it wrecks a chemically augmented erection for considerable time. That would give me hours of respite – but also take away the enjoyable sexual stimulus that makes it so easy to want to be in rubber. Also, a sufficiently effective dose often makes me feel unwell and very fatigued for many hours. Past experience also tell me it can go either way, often the [fabulous rush] bringing on orgasm early before its other side effects can get me past the feeling of getting out of control. In summary, Isopropyl Nitrite is very dangerous when combined with sexual enhancement drugs and obviously I am going to try to do without. But although undesirable, it is still the only mechanism I have when things get out of control.
Anyway, [its] back to bed for a few hours to see how I get on. I am hopeful this break will have helped calmed things down a lot.
22/11/2011 9:30 TE +17:30
I cannot claim to have had a normal night’s sleep, but I can say it was a delightful experience slipping in and out of consciousness with the rubber constantly and insistently reminding me of my total encapsulation.
Its proving difficult to keep up with fluid intake. Obviously when asleep I don’t drink and I tend to not want to drink as much overnight even when awake…
[22/11/2011 13:00 TE +21:00]
… as I was not able to keep up with the volume of fluid I had planned, my nutrition system was not able to deliver enough of the vital chems that keep me at peak sexual arousal. [it seems that …] when my body is required to sustain such levels over long periods it must be burning through the chems at a much accelerated rate.
Without the strong sexual arousal, it was becoming a dull experience and difficult to accept. It’s the sort of time when I might have been tempted out of my rubber skin, but on this occasion it was not even a possibility. I therefore arranged a supplementary dose of […sexually enhancement supplements / prescription drug]…
I then had a rest period while they kicked in. Rest seemed a good way cope with my sudden flat period. The chems started to work within about three quarters of an hour or so.
22/11/2011 14:15 TE +22:15
My restored / supercharged libido is now almost too strong now! It is difficult to concentrate on anything for long as my body’s physical needs are so demanding. I am going to need to find something to take my mind of it or I could ruin everything with premature ejaculation - well after only 22 hours of foreplay it would be a bit too quick for me anyway!
22/11/2011 16:00 TE +24:00
Things got too much so I have resorted to Isopropyl Nitrite (poppers).
22/11/2011 17:00 TE +25:00
The poppers were not the answer I hoped for. They did not calm things down but had the opposite effect. I did manage to hold out for another hour or so through a period of constant sexually ecstatic high. But the delayed but enviable ejaculation happened around 17:00, only 25 hours in to my 36 hour session and now I know I will shortly be feeling very low.
22/11/2011 ~18:00 TE +26:00
Sometime within the next hour I stated work on finding a way out of my captivity. To be brutally honest, I was motivated partly because of the beginnings of a friction burn injury to my penis due to 24+hours of near constant abrasion! (Next time I must address this with softer rubber pants and probably silicon lubrication).
I soon found the locks and chain bondage was totally secure, so looked at the software. However, I could not find a way to get the combination picture early.
But I still had a strong desire to be out and it is amazing how resourceful you get when sufficiently motivated. The weak point turned out to be the combination lock on the key safe. I cracked the combination by listening to the minute differences in sounds made by each wheel combination. Then I was out and free!
Once off, I was amazed to find the top half of my rubber suit was actually fairly dry. The legs were only slightly damp….
I think there are lessons I can learn from the experience to move forward to longer encapsulation. With a bit more prep, practice and self-control, I cannot see why I could not stay comfortable for many hours longer. I will endeavour to plan a another extra-long session when I can find the necessary free days, first dealing with the challenges & weak points, not least the easily picked combination lock.
Sealed
To avoid having to write a long boring intro, the stating condition and my aims are revealed as I go along in the journal entry. [have also inserted a few explanatory edits in the text in square brackets]…
Monday, 21 November 2011
21/11/2011 15:30 TE -0:30
Start session – initial chems and start to don rubber […Totally enclosed in rubber by 16:00…] …I have locked myself into rubber total enclosure with chains and pad locks. I am wearing “Hydroglove” latex rubber dry suit so totally water and air-tight and cannot be removed without unlocking padlocks.
21/11/2011 17:40 TE +1:40
Once I am sure that all is well and comfortable, I put all padlock keys in small key safe which uses combination lock. The combination is not known by anyone as I randomised it, without looking, before photographing it. This photograph is the only record of the combination. I used “Picture LoKiT” software to hide the photo of the combination until a predetermined time. I have therefore been able to lock myself in until 06:00 Wed 23/11 – which means a total of 38 hours totally enclosed in rubber. I know that any software should not 100% be relied upon so I have had to think about a plan B and plan C should Picture LoKiT not reveal the combination on Wednesday. Plan B and C have both been devised to be very undesirable, so I really hope the software does let me out when the time comes. Plan B would be very time consuming as it involved manually trying every combination in turn, which I have estimated might take 5 to 10 hours! Plan C would be highly embarrassing as I would have to walk out in public to retrieve bolt croppers that I have placed in the back of my car parked in a public place. I have set this up so that I certainly wouldn’t consider reverting to plan B or C early – I could only imagine using either if I found Picture LoKiT failed to give me the release code @ 06:00 on Wednesday.
21/11/2011 20:30 TE +4:30
Looking back, the start of this session was quite frantic and a little more physically challenging than my usual routine. Add to that the excitement of the occasion and I guess it was inevitable that I started to get a little warm in my total enclosure. Once the keys were safely locked away, I managed to chill and get things back on a more normal even keel. But the bad news is that although I am only 4.5 hours in, I think I detect a hint of moisture in the suite, when I was hoping to be completely dry for the first 6 or 7 hours in order to stay comfortable for the long haul. Luckily it should be easy to keep the temperature low for the rest of my time in the suit, so although I cannot dry out, at least I will only get soggier slowly. For now, I am very comfortable and the rubber continues to make me feel special.
My suit totally encases me, so for sustenance my suit feeds me a liquid diet through a simple off-the-shelf hydration system. This delivers a mix of my own devising via a tube connected at one end to a 3.5L bag and the other end to my gas mask hood so I can feed without the need to remove any rubber. The contents of the bag contain survival level nutrition and additives to enhance my experience. The additives include herbal food supplements and pharmaceuticals. The whole lot is designed to last me 24 hours before needing a refill, so I have to try to drink at a rate of about 0.15L every hour or 1L every 7 hours. So far I have consumed about 0.5L, which is about right but does not take into account sleeping hours so I will have to up my rate.
Picture LoKiT is telling me I am only 8% of my way through the period it will keep my combination from me. Put another way, I still have 33.5 hours to go - and absolutely no way out till then! I always knew that this was going to be a long session, but sitting here with absolutely no control over when I can take off my rubber, it suddenly feels like an enormous task ahead of me.
I know I have often done similar long sessions in the past, but this feels very different somehow. With those long sessions, I chose to stay encased because everything was going well and I felt as comfortable as could be expected – and above all, I really did not want to remove my rubber. This time, I am in here for at least 38 hours no matter what happens or how I feel about it. I find I am both daunted and very excited, which is of course the point! I want to be excited by the bondage element and transfer of control. I don’t want to be in control of when I can remove my total enclosure. I want to be motivated to pace myself and this element is perhaps the strongest - a little like chastity, my aim is to sustain the fetish driven sexual tension for a long as possible, postponing the moment of climax for not minutes or hours by days!
21/11/2011 22:00 TE +6:00
Somehow I feel a little better acclimatised than I did earlier on. Feeling very comfortable in my rubber skin now.
Picture LoKiT is playing up slightly - when the network is not available its losing time at an alarming rate. More worryingly, if you reconnect to the network, it does not recover. The fix is you have to stop the program and then start it up (with the network connected) before it resynchronises its clock (presumable to a network NTP time source).
Lesson learnt: it is essential you can get internet access at the time you want the release combination or it could be a long wait… Let hope I do have internet access on Wednesday AM!
Due to a combination of the excitements of the day and the accumulating affect my nutrition pharmaceuticals are having on me, I feel my mind is shutting down while being wide awake. Its not unpleasant, but I feel I am going to need to try rest now…
22/11/2011 3:00 TE +11:00
In the first 2 or 3 of hours of rest, I suffered the usual difficulties around falling asleep in my mask hood – with sleep apnoea like symptoms. As I became unconscious I had breathing difficulties that brought me back, gasping. I persevered (what else could I do? I am locked in after all) and steadily I was able to adapt. With some small technique, I was able to relax into sleeping for longer and longer periods in my mask.
More good news is that comfort is high. My earlier fears of becoming too hot and sticky did not come to pass. I reckon I am only slightly moist and that is not unheard of after 11 hours totally encased in rubber!
Then the next challenge to my sleep. I have naturally felt very sexually stimulated for much of the time I have been in total enclosure. My body’s response to the constant rubber stimulation of my libido has been augmented by the significant doses of supplements and pharmaceuticals I have been ingesting both before the session started and through my nutrition system while I have be sealed in my rubber skin. Being sexually stimulated helps me stay motivated to be in rubber for long periods and my chemical mix means that I do not need to expend much effort on keeping myself in the mood – rather my body reacts strongly to the slightest stimulus with a raging erection and all I have to do is try to stop thing developing further.
In the last hour the strength of my bodies reaction to the slightest movements has become monumental and I was becoming worried I may get carried away. The last thing I want to do is ejaculate now with 27 hours to go. That would rob me of significant motivation and also sap my morale as I sat in my own juices for so long. The strength of the feeling of my sexual stimulation is unbelievably strong – like a very strong aching which borders on feeling unbearable. My chem mix does try to address the refractory period and should help to quickly provide subsequent erections, but I would still like to avoid ejaculation for some time yet, if I can.
As a last resort I have another chemical fix. Isopropyl Nitrite (poppers) would combine somewhat strongly with the other chemicals in my system – in fact VERY dangerously strongly unless used very sparingly. For me, I have found a good dose and it wrecks a chemically augmented erection for considerable time. That would give me hours of respite – but also take away the enjoyable sexual stimulus that makes it so easy to want to be in rubber. Also, a sufficiently effective dose often makes me feel unwell and very fatigued for many hours. Past experience also tell me it can go either way, often the [fabulous rush] bringing on orgasm early before its other side effects can get me past the feeling of getting out of control. In summary, Isopropyl Nitrite is very dangerous when combined with sexual enhancement drugs and obviously I am going to try to do without. But although undesirable, it is still the only mechanism I have when things get out of control.
Anyway, [its] back to bed for a few hours to see how I get on. I am hopeful this break will have helped calmed things down a lot.
22/11/2011 9:30 TE +17:30
I cannot claim to have had a normal night’s sleep, but I can say it was a delightful experience slipping in and out of consciousness with the rubber constantly and insistently reminding me of my total encapsulation.
Its proving difficult to keep up with fluid intake. Obviously when asleep I don’t drink and I tend to not want to drink as much overnight even when awake…
[22/11/2011 13:00 TE +21:00]
… as I was not able to keep up with the volume of fluid I had planned, my nutrition system was not able to deliver enough of the vital chems that keep me at peak sexual arousal. [it seems that …] when my body is required to sustain such levels over long periods it must be burning through the chems at a much accelerated rate.
Without the strong sexual arousal, it was becoming a dull experience and difficult to accept. It’s the sort of time when I might have been tempted out of my rubber skin, but on this occasion it was not even a possibility. I therefore arranged a supplementary dose of […sexually enhancement supplements / prescription drug]…
I then had a rest period while they kicked in. Rest seemed a good way cope with my sudden flat period. The chems started to work within about three quarters of an hour or so.
22/11/2011 14:15 TE +22:15
My restored / supercharged libido is now almost too strong now! It is difficult to concentrate on anything for long as my body’s physical needs are so demanding. I am going to need to find something to take my mind of it or I could ruin everything with premature ejaculation - well after only 22 hours of foreplay it would be a bit too quick for me anyway!
22/11/2011 16:00 TE +24:00
Things got too much so I have resorted to Isopropyl Nitrite (poppers).
22/11/2011 17:00 TE +25:00
The poppers were not the answer I hoped for. They did not calm things down but had the opposite effect. I did manage to hold out for another hour or so through a period of constant sexually ecstatic high. But the delayed but enviable ejaculation happened around 17:00, only 25 hours in to my 36 hour session and now I know I will shortly be feeling very low.
22/11/2011 ~18:00 TE +26:00
Sometime within the next hour I stated work on finding a way out of my captivity. To be brutally honest, I was motivated partly because of the beginnings of a friction burn injury to my penis due to 24+hours of near constant abrasion! (Next time I must address this with softer rubber pants and probably silicon lubrication).
I soon found the locks and chain bondage was totally secure, so looked at the software. However, I could not find a way to get the combination picture early.
But I still had a strong desire to be out and it is amazing how resourceful you get when sufficiently motivated. The weak point turned out to be the combination lock on the key safe. I cracked the combination by listening to the minute differences in sounds made by each wheel combination. Then I was out and free!
Once off, I was amazed to find the top half of my rubber suit was actually fairly dry. The legs were only slightly damp….
I think there are lessons I can learn from the experience to move forward to longer encapsulation. With a bit more prep, practice and self-control, I cannot see why I could not stay comfortable for many hours longer. I will endeavour to plan a another extra-long session when I can find the necessary free days, first dealing with the challenges & weak points, not least the easily picked combination lock.
Sealed
Thursday, January 05, 2012
I am hoping to be posting slightly more often this year, but lets see shall we? I got an email that tells me Dark posted me a comment here Fri Oct 07, 04:59:00 PM - but I cannot seem to see it here, which is a shame, so have quoted it below along with my own comments….
Dark, thanks for the encouraging words. Dark raises some interesting points…
Interesting that you mention the chastity forums. For a long time, if I thought about chastity at all, I assumed it was only about transfer of control and prevention of sexual stimulation. In my own personal journey, the aims of controlling my orgasm have led me to think about the chastity world again over the last few months. What I discovered was a little confusing as although there was a lot of talk about male chastity devices preventing erections (or at least making them untenable), I also picked up what I think is the interesting paradox that these longer sessions of incarceration were a turn on. This aspect has striking parallels where I am turned on by the very idea of being encased in rubber for longer periods – particularly in the case where I am locked in by a KH. The picture is still confusing to a chastity neophyte like me, as it seems (reading the odd blog) that there are people struggling with sexual tension without a mechanism for sexual release and yet others talk of eventually (after days or even weeks) reaching a state where they periodically experience unsolicited semen emission which to me sound analogous to the release of orgasm / ejaculation that us non-chastity types experience.
Anyway, the chastity subject fascinates me as I have wondered if it might be possible to use the lessons / devices of chastity players to aid my own quest for orgasm control. On the one hand there are the similarities in what is trying to be achieved but on the other I have a sort of horror as to how it might ruin everything. My worry is that such devices might leave me feeling permanently turned-off and flaccid due to the discomfort of the alternative state. I have often thought that if I do not feel turned-on and consequently erect for a good deal of the time when in total enclosure, then I would not feel in a “sexual” or sensual state of mind and not be motivated and comfortable to be in rubber. Of course it might turn out that wearing a chastity device would make me feel very sexually tense for long periods of the time, in which case I would feel very happy to be totally enclosed – but then I would worry about eventually going out of my mind (figuratively speaking) with not being able to get sexual release while being so desperate. Be interesting to hear from anyone who has tried it as I still cannot get my head around whether it would be heaven or hell for me.
You say my situation is more autoerotic, which is undoubtedly true much of the time, but there is some similarities. I do love it when I can find a willing and trustworthy key holder (KH) to lock me into total enclosure for a day or so – and, given my attempts at orgasm control, this is a little similar to a KH locking a man into a chastity device. Unfortunately I cannot always find someone willing and suitable to be KH, and yet the desire for this scenario is so huge, I have found myself compelled to come up with effective self-bondage techniques adapted to total enclosure – but more of this some other time! IF anyone were interested I could share my experiences in following my rather odd fascination for being time locked in TE…
I will avoid getting embroiled in the “steady state” / desensitisation theory mainly because I have said all I have to say for now. However, I will briefly cover the subject of the waning of one's libido (irrespective of cause) or, more accurately, the quantum increase in libido that I am interested in, as I think I am still discovering things. In essence Dark talks of remaining rock hard for long periods while in rubber in the past tense – which I think is exactly same slow the road to despair I was gradually embarking on. For many, this may be the inevitable route that people like must eventually be taking with my “over exposure” to sexual stimulation in general and routine rubber TE in particular, coupled with being a year older every birthday. I cannot speak for others, but I thought it was worth fighting by whatever means available to take me back to my peak or, ideally, take me to new levels of sexual stamina and potency. And I can report that it works for me, at the moment at any rate.
Many may already know this but I think it is important to understand that virtually all of these chemicals (be they herbal supplements or prescription drugs) still rely on you being in a sexual mind set and for you to be sexual stimulated before they have any effect on anything. Crudely put, you don’t get an erection by just taking them. What happens is that when sexually stimulated your body’s chemistry is better able to support the physical demands of gaining and (in my case) maintaining an erection while you remain sexually stimulated.
One development of note is that I was (initially) horrified to see online articles that said that official government testing revealed one of the herbal supplements I was using contained more than herbs but actually contained a prescription only drug. Looking back through my notes, I noticed that this was actually the most potent and reliable herb for enhanced and sustained libido. From this I decided to bit the bullet and go obtain a doctor’s prescription for the drug Cialis, which (not surprisingly) has turned out to be very effective! OK, it is no longer a natural herb, but the way I see it is Cialis has the advantage of being a well know treatment, with well know side effect and better quality control than the herb suppliers!
Anyway, the way I see it is that chemically enhancing your libido (or just making up for old age) does not really change things WRT to auto-erotic or partner oriented sex. It just means you are unlikely to have to worry about your stamina in either scenario.
Sealed
Hi Sealed, long time no type. A really interesting blog. I find the whole
issue of fetish overload and the decision to pursue pass through a
potential burn out of critical importance. I have been to this threshold a
lot lately.
Our own rubber freedom has really increased of late, due to a change of
circumstance; and my partner is now so into rubber, that I can rubber,
rubber, rubber whenever I want. [Not at work tho]. Yet I do find times when
it is almost too much. Conversely the thought of turning down a long hot
rubber session is just something I would NEVER do,and NEVER have.
This inner conflict is something I had never imagined would happen. It's
like I have to remind myself just how fantastic it will be; and it always
is. The hold our fetish has on me has not weakened at all, in many ways it
grows stronger, so this makes my occasional yearning for a no rubber
pastime with a sexual aspect even stranger. Like most of us my dream has
always been rubber 24/7. Is the effect of not having our rubber time
restricted by out side circumstances pertinent to this? Or is it that I am
not a kid any more? I'm typing this in cloth but there nothing stopping me
changing into tight black or red or blue rubber. I am sure I will very
soon. When my partner and I discuss new equipment, hoods and garments we
intend to add to our growing collection it is such a turn on, so why don't
take full advantage of our potential rubber time.
I'm not sure whether to take your path and really push harder into the
deeper realm of rubber pleasure. Or to accept that the current 3-4 sessions
a week is enough and that I need some down time from the kinky life.
Dark, thanks for the encouraging words. Dark raises some interesting points…
Interesting that you mention the chastity forums. For a long time, if I thought about chastity at all, I assumed it was only about transfer of control and prevention of sexual stimulation. In my own personal journey, the aims of controlling my orgasm have led me to think about the chastity world again over the last few months. What I discovered was a little confusing as although there was a lot of talk about male chastity devices preventing erections (or at least making them untenable), I also picked up what I think is the interesting paradox that these longer sessions of incarceration were a turn on. This aspect has striking parallels where I am turned on by the very idea of being encased in rubber for longer periods – particularly in the case where I am locked in by a KH. The picture is still confusing to a chastity neophyte like me, as it seems (reading the odd blog) that there are people struggling with sexual tension without a mechanism for sexual release and yet others talk of eventually (after days or even weeks) reaching a state where they periodically experience unsolicited semen emission which to me sound analogous to the release of orgasm / ejaculation that us non-chastity types experience.
Anyway, the chastity subject fascinates me as I have wondered if it might be possible to use the lessons / devices of chastity players to aid my own quest for orgasm control. On the one hand there are the similarities in what is trying to be achieved but on the other I have a sort of horror as to how it might ruin everything. My worry is that such devices might leave me feeling permanently turned-off and flaccid due to the discomfort of the alternative state. I have often thought that if I do not feel turned-on and consequently erect for a good deal of the time when in total enclosure, then I would not feel in a “sexual” or sensual state of mind and not be motivated and comfortable to be in rubber. Of course it might turn out that wearing a chastity device would make me feel very sexually tense for long periods of the time, in which case I would feel very happy to be totally enclosed – but then I would worry about eventually going out of my mind (figuratively speaking) with not being able to get sexual release while being so desperate. Be interesting to hear from anyone who has tried it as I still cannot get my head around whether it would be heaven or hell for me.
You say my situation is more autoerotic, which is undoubtedly true much of the time, but there is some similarities. I do love it when I can find a willing and trustworthy key holder (KH) to lock me into total enclosure for a day or so – and, given my attempts at orgasm control, this is a little similar to a KH locking a man into a chastity device. Unfortunately I cannot always find someone willing and suitable to be KH, and yet the desire for this scenario is so huge, I have found myself compelled to come up with effective self-bondage techniques adapted to total enclosure – but more of this some other time! IF anyone were interested I could share my experiences in following my rather odd fascination for being time locked in TE…
I will avoid getting embroiled in the “steady state” / desensitisation theory mainly because I have said all I have to say for now. However, I will briefly cover the subject of the waning of one's libido (irrespective of cause) or, more accurately, the quantum increase in libido that I am interested in, as I think I am still discovering things. In essence Dark talks of remaining rock hard for long periods while in rubber in the past tense – which I think is exactly same slow the road to despair I was gradually embarking on. For many, this may be the inevitable route that people like must eventually be taking with my “over exposure” to sexual stimulation in general and routine rubber TE in particular, coupled with being a year older every birthday. I cannot speak for others, but I thought it was worth fighting by whatever means available to take me back to my peak or, ideally, take me to new levels of sexual stamina and potency. And I can report that it works for me, at the moment at any rate.
Many may already know this but I think it is important to understand that virtually all of these chemicals (be they herbal supplements or prescription drugs) still rely on you being in a sexual mind set and for you to be sexual stimulated before they have any effect on anything. Crudely put, you don’t get an erection by just taking them. What happens is that when sexually stimulated your body’s chemistry is better able to support the physical demands of gaining and (in my case) maintaining an erection while you remain sexually stimulated.
One development of note is that I was (initially) horrified to see online articles that said that official government testing revealed one of the herbal supplements I was using contained more than herbs but actually contained a prescription only drug. Looking back through my notes, I noticed that this was actually the most potent and reliable herb for enhanced and sustained libido. From this I decided to bit the bullet and go obtain a doctor’s prescription for the drug Cialis, which (not surprisingly) has turned out to be very effective! OK, it is no longer a natural herb, but the way I see it is Cialis has the advantage of being a well know treatment, with well know side effect and better quality control than the herb suppliers!
Anyway, the way I see it is that chemically enhancing your libido (or just making up for old age) does not really change things WRT to auto-erotic or partner oriented sex. It just means you are unlikely to have to worry about your stamina in either scenario.
Sealed
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