Spring is well advanced in the UK and I have a terrible
admission: there is a good part of me that is dreading the warmer weather! For
me, heat makes spending all day in rubber total enclosure more challenging. At
the moment its only supposed to be high teens centigrade outside, but I already
starting to feel a little too warm in my home, given I am locked into my rubber
for the rest of the day.
Shortly after donning my rubber in the morning, I have
started a routine of taking a cold shower to start off as cool as possible. As
I wear a hydroglove latex dry suit it feels “interesting”: none of the cold
shower water can ever touch my skin so just the cooling effect is felt. I stay
in the shower for some time until the feeling of cold slowly spread over my
body and then makes its way from the outside layer, deeper and deeper into my
rubber encased body. I find it is important to not rush the process otherwise
the cooling effect is just skin deep and does not last. Although it adds yet
another time consuming step to my morning routine, it is such a great feeling I
just have to revel in it. It is such a refreshing experience yet allows me to stay
totally dry and sealed. Also, with hours of enforced encasement still to go, I
find it a great comfort to know I could repeat the experience to cool down if I
did overheat later.
My new routine of always locking into my suit still feels
novel. I adopted time-locked self-bondage as the rule rather than the exception
earlier this year and it seems to work for me, even though there have been some
times when I find myself desperate to be free…
This morning, my “sensible head” had some severe doubts that
I would really want to be locked into my rubber skin for the day. I knew it
would be a hot sunny day and that could make life in rubber uncomfortable as the
hours ticked by. However, first thing in the morning my will power is at its
highest, my fetish craving most keen and my self-conditioning most potent.
Helpfully my “sensible head” is at its most suggestible at this stage, so the
fetish side of my mind always wins the argument. Once locked in, I find the
great thing is that I can relax my resolve to some extent as I know I will just
have to make the best of the situation. For example, I realised there is little
point in dwelling on the wisdom of being locked in rubber today the moment the
locks clicked shut and the keys were safely in the time-lock safe…
It’s not that I did not realise that there is a good chance
that later today that I will look forward to being released. I entered into my rubber
bondage knowing that this is quite likely today. I know it may even get so bad
that there may be a time when I deeply wish I could be released at that very moment,
although luckily I also know that in my experience this strong (sometime close
to panic) instinct usually passes… eventually. I realise that time may come and
yet I time-lock myself in rubber because I also know how it will affect my
experience up to that time.
At a minimum, for a good few hours the experience is greatly
enhanced by time-lock total enclosure and sometimes, when I am lucky, this enrichment
lasts the whole day. Knowing ahead of time the minimum duration of my rubber
encasement is both a relief and an inspiration. It is a relief because I know
that I will meet my total enclosure targets for the day, whether my will power
holds or not. It is an inspiration because I know I will be motivated to try to
pace myself and control my sexual excitement so that I extend the period or my
sensual delight and sexual arousal for as long as I can manage or, ideally,
until after the time-lock gives me back my freedom.
….as it turned out, the day was not so challenging as I
feared. When the time came, I felt reluctant to remove the rubber when the
time-lock expired. In fact, I felt slightly aggrieved that external “real world”
commitment meant I had to do things that I could not do in rubber and so was in
a position where I must peel off my comfortable rubber skin, despite not really
wanting to. This sort of situation is not so uncommon these days, however there
are still some days where the opposite is equally true and I am counting the minutes
when I will be able to release myself. Time will tell what the trend is as
summer approaches!
Sealed
