A quick update on my situation. A sort of reflection. Nothing new and most of this will sound familiar and even repetitive, but occasionally I think it is important to reaffirm how things work for me, or allow the reader to see show how things have sustained…

I am often locked into my rubber on a daily basis (like now as I type this message). The trick for me is to remove the control enough to make you feel securely locked in but also deal with the need to be able to get out at some point, no matter what events unfold.

In simple terms, I use a time-locked safe to keep my keys in, which means I am locked in until the pre-set time goes off. Of course I have a plan B in case of emergencies, like the safe batteries failing or a some other need to get out of my rubber early. However, it is important to me to ensure that I will not want to activate Plan B on just a mere a whim where I just want out of my rubber captivity for a non-emergency reason. As such, I always try to make Plans B as unpalatable as possible. Thus, right now, I still have over 7 hours of forced encasement to go, but this is actually psychologically a much better option for me than to active plan b or c, both of which entail a high risk of public humiliation, especially if activated before nightfall.

Being locked into my rubber is an essentially part of my routine, but it is only the physical manifestation of my conditioning and hypnosis. As time goes on I have become more and more dependent on regularly spending long periods locked in rubber in order to feel "right" or "myself".

This has been going on for so long, I feel like I am getting to point where I am starting to condition myself "out the other side". Part of my conditioning towards my desired state means I am finding it difficult to remember what it was like before I was conditioned. It’s now difficult to answer what was going through my mind to motivate me to want to be conditioned to need to spend all this time locked in total rubber enclosure. There are conditioned thoughts that are very clear to me which tend to drown out all others; I know for certain I did follow a course of conditioning to achieve a rubber oriented lifestyle, I know I now I feel the need to be regularly locked in rubber all day more than ever and I know that once I am locked in, the feeling or relief is profound and I deeply love the experience. I only wish that I was not affected by mundane world commitment and I could spend even more time in rubber!

I have no idea if it would be better to remember my previous behaviour / pattern of life... But even thinking that puts a smile on my face for some unknown reason!

Most of my conditioning has been "self-inflicted", but I have also had help from fellow enthusiasts and even (self-styled?) professional hypnotists. My general mode these days is listening to recordings of hypnosis / self-hypnosis. I am far from an expert on the subject, so interested to hear anyone else’s experiences in this area. I have noted that there is huge variation in what works subtly and what works with surprising power, although I do not always understand the reasons behind this. Although this all generally directed towards achieving my ambitions, it is also worth noting that I have found it quite possible to achieve a sort of whole being orgasmic experience, but just the power of hypnotism (while being totally enclosed in rubber). All this and yet I would suggest I am not the idea hypnosis patient. I find I have had to work at being receptive to hypnotism. Of course, it helps when it the message is reinforcing what you want to believe.

So where am I going? What am I evolving into? With the deliberately installed doubt I have about my memory of the journey so far, I cannot be 100% sure if there was a intended destination or direction. My memory says it was as simple as spending as much time totally enclosed as is practical (I am paraphrasing here as there is huge mantra defining what this means that covers all the boring practical & daily aspect etc) and setting about shaping my whole personal life & career to support me in this aim. But was there hidden objectives in addition to this?

In reflecting on if there could be hidden objectives or side effects that could inform me on what I am evolving into, I only have my recent observations to be sure of. It is hard to express, but I seem to be observing that two contradictory (perverse) tendencies. It is very subtle, but it seem to me I am becoming more and more an unwilling participant in the excessive lengths of time I sometimes feel drawn to spend in rubber, while being more and more compelled towards these aims. In this I am talking the longer sessions. The regular session that might be around 7 to 12 hours don't count here. This is just "normal living" for me whenever there is no specific reason not to be in rubber. Basically I hardly give it a thought and if I did it would be that this feels comforting, sensual and enjoyable. There is little mental challenge with me spending this length of time in total enclosure. But, when the constellation of real-world factor line up, so there is a longer period (here I am talking 24 hours+) when I can be rubber, I get a very strong feeling that I am compelled to take the opportunity, despite knowing that part of me does no longer wants to go that far. And then, when it comes time to set the time-lock, I have to fight a strong compulsion to add a considerable number of hours to whatever time I think I have available. Occasionally I fail and end up locked in when I shouldn't be (due to real-world factors). Nightmare!

Like I said, its hard to explain, but when it comes to extra-longer sessions, sometimes I both desperately want to be in rubber and also don't want to be. The initial feeling of compulsion is often so much stronger these days and yet can switch off at some point after I lock myself in. Maybe I am getting off on being compelled "against my will" [despite the conditioning probably being my own will in the first place]. A sort of bondage thing. Maybe there is a part of my mind that has had enough of multi-day sessions and another that is programmed to take every opportunity that comes along and I have "broken" my mind as the programming now in conflicts with the desire.

This does not always happen. Sometimes its easy to be in rubber. But often I am finding I am feeling more and more like I am submitting to the rubber. Quite an interesting feeling! I know that I find the idea strongly stimulating as I write this…

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A Change Of Mind?

Someone asked me recently if spending so much time totally enclosed in rubber had affected my mind and thinking. I believe it has strongly affected me both physically and mentally, but will in this post I will cover the mind and my thinking. The changes to my mind is a big subject, but here is a start…

As you may have read here, my journey has been undertaken over many years now and involved manipulating habits and thinking. What started out as a useful method of using "mantras" & personal rules and rituals, evolved over time into adaptation and then conditioning to better adjust to my life in rubber. It would be true that once I saw the potential, I actually went out of my way to brain wash myself to be the way I am. A self-fulfilling TE prophecy? I think a deliberate decision was made at some point to pervert my rational mind, reasoning and even my memories of the exact route I took to get to my current rubber dependency.

I believe this "playing with my mind" was all part of supporting my journey towards my fetish ambitions, but I am sufficiently down the road now to realise that I can longer be sure of the exact route I have taken. I only really know what I believe to be the truth right now, taking into account years of conditioning and hypnosis, which itself has changed in technique and content many times over the period.

This leads to some interesting ambiguities.... the most obvious example being that I don’t really know any more why I often experience district “Rubber TE Hunger” episodes. To explain, the nature of these episodes is to experience a very sudden and very strong compulsion to be sealed in rubber and I can experience these episodes irrespective of if I am currently in "vanilla mode", or already sealed in rubber. If I am not currently in rubber, the sudden emotion results in an equally strong chain reaction in the logical part of my mind, which kicks in to work out the logistics of what I need to do to set up the circumstance that will allow me to be sealed in rubber as quickly as is practical. If I experience such an episode when I am already in rubber, the chain reaction takes a different course and feeds back a pleasurable emotional response and strong reassuring feeling of well-being. The ambiguity I mentioned can perhaps be best expressed in the question: Do I get these sudden episodes of strong feelings merely because of my general long-standing love of rubber, because of an increasing addictive appetite or as a result of my conditioning being activated by, for example, a hypnotic trigger. Luckily for me, I actually love this particular uncertainty. I do find the resulting need to be in rubber more exciting & rewarding because the driver is some unknown mix of fetish, kink, dependency, addiction or submission to my conditioning. Maybe it is specifically an essential part of my kink as I do get off on the idea that I am being forced to be totally enclosed by forces that are now beyond my control. Despite seemingly always having had a tendency to want to wear rubber, I do get a perverse pleasure out of doing everything I can to use the ideas of addiction and conditioning to give myself the feeling that I am compelled to regularly spend all day in rubber, whether I want to or not...

So, without going into all the other facets, the above leads me to believe that my experience has strongly affected my mind and thinking.

There is no question my mind has been affected by the experience, but has it had a positive or negative affect? That is an impossible one for me to convince the reader that I can answer empirically. I have only lived the life and cannot know for certain what kind of life it would be if I had controlled my urges and taken a more vanilla path. Where would my mind and thinking be now? I do not know, but wonder if there would have been more frustration in my mind. All I do know is that I feel like I am glad to have had the opportunity to walk the path I have taken, that I feel I am on the right path for moment and that I think it is a path I want to explore for at least a little longer, while I can...

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Continual Gear Improvement And Gear Question (Your Help/Suggestions Needed!)

Having spent more years than I care to admit routinely wearing rubber, I find it is easy be become complacent and just keep wearing the same-old type of rubber outfit day-in, day-out. The reason I wear rubber is as much because of the “total experience” as for the look, so have a tendency to stick to my tried-and-tested configuration. We all know wearing the “wrong” rubber items or combination can become unbearably uncomfortable within just a few hours, but over time, I have worked out much of what does and does not work for me. But that does not mean I have reached the zenith of what is possible, just that I have a combination that works for me and have just lacked motivation to meddle.

However, occasionally I find there is something that causes a spark inspiration when I discovery new motivations to try some changes. So, in the spirit of continual improvement, I have recently conducted a complete review of my "wardrobe", making my way up from the ground up.

The way my mind works is that I first work out the requirements before fixating on the solutions. I wondered what are the things that I would like to improve in my current configuration? The list informs the search for new items. Given my current outfit has “worked” for a long time, the list of improvements was actually fairly short.

The first item for improvement was “plumbing” to allow me to stay totally sealed beyond the capacity of my bladder. Here I have developed fairly good systems already, but given the current prototype items are wearing out, I have chosen a new supplier for part of the solution and will report back if/when they get round to shipping the item.

The next items for improvement relates to a fascination I have for being locked into my rubber, relieving me of my freedom of choice to “unseal”. As you may know, I have already a system in place for locking myself into my rubber Hydroglove suit (my current outer layer) and, when I have no reliable and willing assistant to act as key-holder, I use a time-lock key safe. The system uses a combination of chains, collar/straps and pad-locks to keep my safely locked in my suit. The current bondage setup works OK, in that if I get things set up correctly, I cannot remove my suit while locked. It works OK, yet I know it could be improved to remove all chances of partial removal while also make it less time-consuming and more fool-proof to administer.

The only way to remove a Hydroglove suit is to separate the top half from the bottom half. There are no zips or other ways into or out of the suit. This is good and bad. When the top and bottom are correctly worn (rolled together), the resulting combination is completely water (and air) proof. The lack of zips appeals to me for lots of other reasons too. The only real down side is that the method of rolling the two pieced together is (at first glance) difficult to secure with a lock. My suit is locked onto me at other points so I could not remove it, but up till now it has always been at least theoretically possible for me to break the seal in the middle at any point, locked or not. 

I thought it through and came up with a possible solution of how to prevent the seal being broken, once locked in. I discarded lots of ideas along the way as it is amazing how inventive you can be if you want to break free of your bonds. The possible answer turned out to be simple and I hope quick and comfortable. Over the top of the Hydroglove, I propose to wear a latex cycling-style outfit, which has a very short zip from chest to neck, which can therefore be padlocked to the locked collar that I already wear. The new outfit is being made of strong 0.6mm latex and so should make it impossible for me to gain access to the Hydroglove seal, which is rolled up at my midriff and covered with a rubber cummerbund (both the seal and cummerbund will be under the cycling-style suit).

I chose a cycling outfit for two reasons: Short legs are ideal as my “pluming” exists though a seal on my inner-thigh above my knee and secondly I wanted something with minimal zips while being easy to don. The cycling suit is being made-to-measure by a “controversial” (& cheap) supplier that I have never used before; needless to say I will report back on the results!

The third item was more of an issue….

HELP!

Making my way from ground up, I have got stuck at the last hurdle - the hood.

Currently I routinely wear a Regulation of London S6 Gas Mask Hood, which comprises a gas mask bonded to a hood with a bondage collar and zip (which can be locked). I wear this over the Hydroglove hood, which has an open face. There is not a lot wrong arrangement in many ways. I am actually on my second identical hood, despite them lasting for many years with heavy use. The plus points are they are comfortable to wear (for days on end!), you can see clearly out of the lenses (which clear themselves by drawing input air over their surface), you feel completely sealed (a hand over the input port will soon have you gasping), it is very easy to lock yourself into the hood (collar with D-Rings etc) and I think they look cute!

So what are the areas for improvement? Not many! I did originally consider just buying something similar (S10 hood), but this is an opportunity for improvement and being picky, here are some points I would like to address that are as much to do with my lifestyle as the hood. I don’t expect to solve them all with a single solution; I expect I may have compromise along the way.

1. The Telephone…. I work from home much of the time and (of course!) I do this locked in rubber from head to foot. If I am in a S6, it is not possible to communicate on the telephone without it being fairly obvious that I am wearing a mask. Modern phones only make this more difficult with their high quality sound. I have tried mounting internal & external microphones etc, but the end result is I never feel confident enough to be on the phone to work when wearing my S6. Currently I get round this by partially removing the mask. When talking on the phone the hood is still locked around my neck, but the S6 is pulled away from my face slightly.  Even this level of partial removal takes a long time and I often miss calls while I struggling with my mask. Also, I am exposing my whole face while on the phone and I would prefer to minimise this to just my mouth.

2. Negative Air pressure / sleep. Gas masks inherently cause a small degree of negative air pressure as you breathe in. Most of the time, this is not a problem and even enhances the experience. However, this negative pressure is most problematic if you try to sleep in a gas mask, where any tendency to sleep apnoea is amplified. I often find wearing my S6 has a detrimental quality of my sleep. This second point about negative air pressure is only a nice-to-have consideration and far less important than the 1^st point about being able to wear in at work and use a phone while keeping all the good points about the current mask.

So, in summary, I am looking for that elusive combination of comfort over long periods, practicalities especially while working in my mask and yet still have a very enclosed feeling. Here are some requirements spelt out:

(A). Ideally I would want lenses (not eye holes), which should provide a hermetic seal between my eyes and the environment and the lenses should be easy to see through all day (not fog). Short of a gas masks, this is a tall order so might have to accept a compromise here. E.g. wearing goggles over my hood (down side of which is they will not be locked on).

(B). I want to be to lock into the hood at the collar (or collar zip) as this is part of the system for locking on the rest of the suit.

(C). While locked in, I may need system to allow me to quickly remove the tubes (or mask) from my mouth so that I can communicate clearly on the phone. It want to be able to only uncover the bare minimum for phone conversations.

(D). To enhance the totally sealed in feeling, I still want to be able to fit on a tube or mask to the hood so that I am totally sealed in when required, with air coming in just via tube and/or filter. The icing on the cake would be if this last element could be locked on to the rest of the hood after work hours.

(E). The hood should feel as sealed in as possible, especially when the breathing apparatus is attached, while remaining comfortable for long periods (occasionally 24 hours+). A bit or breath-play with a rebreather is always a fun distraction…

(F). A nice to have would be obscured eyes (e.g. mirrored lenses), to complete the anonymous look.

(G). Ideas to address sleep apnoea while wearing my hood/mask are welcome. I have prototyped positive pressure ideas, but they have not been totally successful.

I have looked at StudioGum, Demask, Rubber’s Finest… and lots of other suppliers and yet despite their high price tag, I am not 100% sure they will be comfortable & practical every-day wear. I suspect many will fog their lenses, not provide the 100% sealed that you get with a gas mask or become very uncomfortable after a few hours (I already have an old Demask “PSYCLO HOOD” that manages to get 3 out of 3!).

Maybe there is a reason I have always stuck to gas-mask based hoods! They are difficult to beat!

One thing that gives me some hope is that (years ago) I did go through a phase of wearing a cocoon bondage helmet (small openings for eyes, nose and mouth & long collar) with goggles and a mask. While this was one the most conformable items I have worn, I never found a mask that I could wear over the hood to covered mouth/nose that really adequately worked for me while remaining comfortable.

The search continues. Suggestions welcomed.

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Opportunity For An Experiment During A Slight Longer Session

This year, in addition to taking advantage of every day where I am able to work in rubber, I am also aiming to have a few extra-long sessions being locked in rubber total enclosure (my favourite treat!). My recent session did not allow as much time as I would have liked, but even this had been a long time in the planning. I had also had spent time considered how I might make best use of the opportunity of a longer period totally encased in rubber. This is the log of how it turned out.

0 hour

Just completed my slightly more elaborate total enclosure dressing after a few modifications which required a several hours of prep this evening.

Over the years, I have been trying develop "personal plumbing" solutions to facilitate natural functions without any compromise to total enclosure for the entire duration of a session. This is more difficult than you would think as the solution must remain comfortable, functional and acceptably hygienic throughout the long sessions. Over the last few months I think I am close to a solution that will work for longer sessions, but although I have worn it many times, so far I have only tested it for up to about 8 hours duration.

The idea of this session is to go little bit further than previous sessions. In this case, be even more totally sealed in that previously and more self-contained. With the personal plumbing, there will not be even the slightest break in my total enclosure for a pee break. Certainly there are no zippers or any openings in my outfit. I will am totally sealed air-tight for the duration with no compromises.

As it will involve new arrangements of rubber in sensitive areas, I am not thinking of breaking any new endurance records. In the past, I have occasionally made myself VERY sore while trying out new rubber arrangements which were fine for anything up to 8 hours, but became uncomfortable after ~20 hours and close to unbearable after 36 hours! So the modest aim is for 18 hours, which although it might turn out to be challenging, is a target I feel should not leave me uncomfortable for long if things do not work out well.

To keep me on track and keep things feeling intense, I am going for some comprehensive self-bondage so I am locked into rubber head to foot, complete with time-lock. There is nothing quite like being locked in for the duration! Knowing that to enjoy the experience and not have it turned into a living hell, you have to pace yourself. And also knowing, that even if you don't manage to pace yourself, your still in there for the duration, no matter how much you want out - like it or not!

Again, the time lock idea has become almost routine this year, but usually only for sessions of 7 or so hours. So although I am acclimatised to being locked in rubber all day, doubling the duration of this session will surely make this a totally different experience. Potentially it could get very challenging but equally it could be very satisfying.

When I have been able to get the pace right and acclimation to the experience, it has become very magical. When things go well, the first 7 to 10 hours is intensely stimulating, but something special seems to happen after this, where I seem to experience a transition to a sexually more subtle but strongly sensual existence. Having said that, every long session has the potential to be a totally unique experience, occasionally ending with being desperate for escape – but maybe this is half the charm? So here we go again!

+2 Hours

It’s been a very long day of travelling and then fine tuning my suit and plumbing.

I have set time lock now, so total time I will be forced to be total sealed in rubber will be 18 hours minimum.

I am shattered and its time for some rest soon. As part of the session, I will be sleeping the night in rubber. This is often challenging, especially when breathing through a respirator mask…

+9 hours

I had a reasonable night sleep last night, when considering that I was totally enclosed, but I did have a few episodes of sleep apnoea which woke me up with a start. This seems to be due to the slight negative pressure while breathing through my S6 gas mask, which is bonded to my rubber hood (and locked on). Despite this, my sleep breathing these days is much better than was in the early days when I started sleeping in this mask. Practice obviously helps.

I still feeling very comfortable in my rubber, dry and no real pinch points or pressure points. This is despite my more intricate rubber plumbing arrangements, which inherently are more challenging to wear than just my plain suit. I am only 10 hours in, but the early signs are good. Actually, to say I am comfortable is an understatement. I feel totally fab! I feel so at home and relieved to be sealed in my rubber skin. At the moment, it just feels like the perfect state to be in.

To explain my adaptions to my normal daily total enclosure suit: I have a hydration system which feeds me fluid nutrition via a narrow plastic pipe and I have plumbing to take urine away. I do not have anything for solid wastes and am relying on Loperamide to temporarily decrease intestinal movement (and just in case, a butt plug for the duration!).

The urine system consists of 3 layers of rubber under-garments. The innermost are Cocoon sheath pants, complete with a small but plug. The tip of the sheath is cut off to allow fluid out, and its main purpose is to form a comfortable rubber layer between skin and the next layer. Over this I wear a shaped tube of ABS made from plastic plumbing (it is a sawn-off section of part of sink waste trap / u-bend). The shape is similar to some male chastity devices, but a little longer and open ended. When worn it curves out from the body and then downwards. The ABS tube is kept in place with a second pair of rubber sheath pants over the tube, again open tipped to allow fluids to escape with gravity.

Over all this I wear a third pair of latex pants. Sold as “pissing pants”, they are a pair of briefs with (effectively) a collector bag made of clear latex attached at the groin with a drain tube at the lowest point. (for a picture of a very similar pair, see http://shop.marquis.de/en/534-pisshose-fur-damen.html).

Really they are intended to be worn by women. When worn by a man, although everything fits into the bag easily, it becomes impossible to have a “conventional” erection, as everything is held in a downwards direction. When worn by me over my other layers, it holds my ABS tube very firmly in place on my rubber sheathed penis and provides a collection system for my urine to drain away via a small bore rubber tube. Meanwhile the inner layers keep me clean in a dry latex layer and away from the wet plastic and rubber of the outer layers.

The whole idea did start out partly as an experiment in chastity too. In reality my adaption is not a true chastity system but is both a turn on and partial inhibitor for me. The origin of the tube idea was from a suggestion by Ataraxia (IAR founder) who employs a similar system. Having my penis held by this ultra-strong but wide tube (while wearing rubber sheath beneath) is very noticeable all the time and quite a turn on most of the time. Then it strongly prevents a “conventional” upwards erection with what feels like a cast iron grip. This is slightly uncomfortable at first, but (perversely) can become a turn-on for me. There is enough movement in the whole thing for it to become possible to work up a stimulating stroke, but it does take a lot more work and slight discomfort to get beyond first base and get to climax. The results tend to be a cycle between stimulating and comfortable semi-hard state and a fully hard deliciously uncomfortable non-erect “erection”. The more erect, the more difficult it is to experience stimulation and this coupled with the slight discomfort tends to plateau things for a while before repeating the cycle.

I have tried out the arrangement many times on shorter sessions, but of course I am worried such an extreme arrangement could become a major nightmare before my 18+ hours are up. Watch this space!

+17.5 hours

Before long, the time lock will expire and I then I will be free to exit my suit. As it is, I am keen to do this, but only because of unfortunate “real world” pressures and nothing to do with my rubber encasement, which I wish I had time to continue and enjoy. As it is, there are things on my mind that would spoil the experience if I did attempt to stay in here much longer.

So am I still comfortable? The over-simple answer is a qualified “yes”. I have successfully avoided overheating/sweating for the entire time and I am fairy dry. In general, my skin feels in good shape and the rubber still feels very comfortable against my skin. There is no soreness, pressure points or pinching that is causing me any major discomfort. That said, “comfortable” is a subjective term and what I find comfortable in the context of a long total-rubber enclosure session may include aspect which might be described in other contexts (or by others) as less than ideal.

I have to admit there is a small amount of pinching in the area of my waist where 5 layers of rubber meet (3 under-garments for the plumbing and the point where top & bottom of my Hydroglove dry-suit seal together). I think this could be improved with a little attention during the dressing stage, but from my perspective it is perfectly tolerable and I estimate it would not have become a cause for concern until sometime 24+ hours into a session.

The butt plug certainly makes its presence known when I wear it for such long periods, despite is small size. Having said that, there was a time when it would have been almost intolerable after just a few hours. Now the plug is a bitter-sweet presence that serves to remind me of my totally sealed, invaded and locked-in status. It does make it difficult or even impossible to concentrate for more than a few minutes on anything other than my fetish situation – which has become a little difficult to cope with after 17 hours when I am trying to find time complete some non-fetish actions.

As an aside, for those considering a similar plugged experience, make sure u consider your diet for a good period before a long plugged session. Being plugged means that there can be a significant build-up of gas over that amount to time, which can be uncomfortable as the plug makes it totally impossible to pass wind…

My mask/hood combination is again tolerable, but not 100% comfortable. There is just a little too much pressure here and there, especially on the temples. I think the nutrition/hydration system add-on is not helping, with the pipe pushing things a little out of shape. I think I will be looking out for a new hood/mask with hydration system built-in. On the subject of hydration, I think the nutrition mix did work very well, but it did leave my mouth feeling a little sticky so may reduce the glucose element next time.

And then there is the question of the personal plumbing. It would be very inaccurate for me to claim that having my penis firmly held in a downward shape by rubber and hard ABS plastic when it is trying to become erect is actually “comfortable”. Looking at it literally, it can better be described as uncomfortable. This is particular inaccurate when approaching/achieving climax and yet, perversely, I can also find it stimulating to have the natural progression to erect stance tamed. Even when not fighting an erection (which was rare today!), it is still a noticeably odd and incarcerating sensation. In all circumstances, everything (cock & balls) are very much held firmly in place with an uncompromising and inescapable grip. However even after all this time there is no chaffing or soreness, although I think this is a marginal thing and relied on good lubrication with two separate grades of lube (thin silicone oil and thicker silicone grease). I think it will take more experiments and refinements before I could be confident that, say, 24 hours plus would not cause any issues.

+18 hours

From a plumbing perspective, the session is a total success. With exception to air coming via my respirator, fluid entering via nutrition system and waste fluid leaving by my urination plumbing, I have managed to stay 100% totally sealed in rubber for the entire time, which I think is a good achievement and not easy, even if it was for just a 18 hour session. This is, of course the most satisfying and stimulating side of it for me and now the time has come I am dreading having to break the seal at the same time that I highly driven to strip off my rubber in order to be able to deal with my non-fetish commitments. I feel so safe and at home in my rubber skin and yet I know I want to remove my rubber in order to deal with the “real world” in what will quickly feel like an alien environment without the protection and support of my hermetic rubber seal. Ironically, I know that within just a few hours I will be counting the minutes before I can be sealed back up again. Desperate for total enclosure.

I admit, I feel out of balance. Right now, I need to be out of my rubber: I need more time out of rubber to deal with things, yet I need also strongly feel I need to somehow work towards allocating much more time being in rubber. Such a strong feeling of dilemma: I have got it bad!

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Spring & Routinely Being Locked Into Total Rubber Enclosure

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

Monday, 27 January 2014

For the last couple of weeks I have been continuing a trial to see if it is practical and desirable to be locked into my rubber for a pre-set time every time I don my rubber. Unfortunately it has not been possible to make this a daily event yet, but I hope to build up to that.

Today the opportunity landed in my lap, so my mantra and self-conditioning meant I had to act on it. I also decided to write a post this time, so you can judge progress (if any!). I wont post every day, as that would be too  boring and too much of a chore, but just occasionally.

My rubber total enclosure begins followed by bondage and once confident that I am going to be comfortable; the keys are put in the time lock safe with the timer set for just over 13 hours of enforced total enclosure.

After a few chores and correspondence with fetish friends I settle down to my first session of just over half an hour of listening to my self-hypnosis – a script which conditions me to follow my fetish ambitions.

Now, I am a couple of hours into my session and the knowledge that I am locked in for the duration leaves me feeling apprehensive but also very energised and excited.

Every time I lock myself in, I know I am handing over a lot of control to the time-lock safe, the locks of my bondage and my encapsulating rubber. I do this knowing there is small but real risk of something going wrong. For example, I may not be able to extricate myself at the appointed time. I might programme the safe wrong, or the safe may fail or the locks might jam. Then there is the possibility I may find I need to get out of the rubber & bondage early – which would be 100% impossible in any kind of hurry. I do have contingency plans (known as Plan B  & Plan C) if I did need to free myself, but they are deliberately designed to be totally unacceptable in all but emergency situations and both would take time to activate. All this gives a profound weight to my feeling of having “voluntarily” given up my personal freedom and a lot of control of my sensory experience to my fetish, my total enclosure & my rubber skin for the full duration of my self-bondage.

+4 hours.

I decided to take 50mg Sudenafil as a recreational dose to help enhance the long session and help get into and stay in the groove. The idea is it should make it more comfortable to be in rubber as my experiencing a chemically enhanced constant and undiminishing sexual tension will focus my mind on the satisfying aspects of total rubber enclosure and distract me from the less comfortable aspects. Surprisingly it took well over an hour to get to its full strength effect, but when it did my near-constant sexual euphoria did result in any thoughts of the downsides of being locked in my rubber skin diminishing in my mind to something very easily endured when compared to payback of the magical rubber reverie of my enhanced fetish state.

+ 7 hours

The conditioning and self-bondage do seem to having an effect. The self-bondage while exciting does give a very strong incentive to pace myself and avoid ejaculation for as long as possible. This along with the conditioning and longer sessions means I am slowly starting to regain the deeper, less instantly gratifying and yet more prolonged sensual state I have achieved with regular daily sessions of the past. I know I won’t really have achieved my aim until I am many more hours in and still under this level of control while still feeling this highly sexually exhilarated. I expect that I will lose control well before my time is up, but I am hoping with repeated experiments to gradually build up my stamina to former levels.

+8 hours.

Excitement is increasing now and becoming “desperate”. I was hoping it would be controllable but think the sudenafil is tipping the balance too far for me to be able to control myself for the next 5 hours.

+12:45 Although I was not able to maintain my self-control though out the full length of the session, I am still comfortable, satisfied and happy while I wait for the last half an hour to elapse. It certainly was another great session I did get something extra from being locked in my rubber. I don’t think I will need any encouragement to release myself from my “rubber prison” when the time comes and the time lock safe allows me to release myself, but compared to earlier attempts, I am also do not feel as much urgency. I do admit to having more awareness of the time ticking by on the clock…

My intention is to try to maintain something like 11 to 12 hours for the next few sessions and then by the end of next week aim for an extra long session.

Sealed

Monday, 20 January 2014

My new suit arrived a couple of weeks back and I was not disappointed. Hydroglove seem to have improved their suit a little since I last ordered, a few years back. Hard to say exactly what has changes - more consistent thickness maybe and a more even finish. Still all that I love about their suits has remained the same. They are peerless where it comes to the feeling of being totally sealed in a watertight and even air-tight vulcanised and chlorinated rubber suit.

Over the last couple of week the suit worked out well and very comfortable, so this week I am progressing to the “next stage” with the help of my newest toy…

My aim, as always, is to ensure I am totally sealed up when I don’t have any specific reason not to be. The trouble has always been in maintaining a disciplined approach to ensure I keep to any targets I set. I am generally always good to my word up to about 8 to 10 hours, but sometimes struggle beyond that, especially beyond 20 hours. Essentially it get tougher where regularly sleeping in total enclosure is the order of the day. Day in, day out my resolve weakens if my sleep is disturbed.

So, using a system of chains I have locked myself into my suit and (when I was sure I was comfortable) I put the keys into my new toy… It’s a time lock safe from http://captureddiscipline.com/. As you will see from their youtube video, this safe can be set up to lock from 1 minute up to 999 days.

With the commitments I have for the next month or two, I am not likely to find the time to do record breaking efforts. However, luckily for me, there is no reason why I should not be in rubber for about 11 or 12 hours per day most weekdays if I include sleep time. Weekends and recreational days are less predictable, so don’t have a target for non-weekdays, so we are only talking weekdays for my new approach…

As a first attempt, I have locked myself in to my rubber skin for 11 hours, complete enclosure including being locked into my trusty Regulation gas mask hood. The idea is to trial this for a few days to see if it is something I should incorporate into my daily routine.

I have tried other techniques to achieve timed self-bondage in the past using combination locks and software to encrypt the combination, but this time lock safe solution is much more straightforward and a lot more secure! As far as I can see, I am locked in this rubber for the full 11 hours.

It feel a little bit nervous as although I am still very comfortable in here (after being sealed in for just the first three hours), being locked into anything using self-bondage always has a feeling of being little risky. Naturally, I have tried to mitigate risk, with a plan-b for most eventualities, but there is always the butterfly in the stomach feeling when the locks go click… Hours later, I still have that feeling. The nerves are also a little exciting and so for me results in somewhat stimulating feeling,  However I need to keep reminding myself to pace myself if I am to enjoy the whole 11 hour experience…

About 5 hours in…. Being locked in is supposed to help me pace myself for a longer, more relaxed and sustained low level of stimulating experience. However, I have noticed that there is something about knowing you need to control yourself because you are locked in for the duration that is strangely exciting. This is especially true when it is an infrequent or new experience. And even more so when it is in an almost brand new suit!

Its not helped that this occasion the experiment is being carried out in my own free-time and I am not able to occupy myself with tasks or work distractions. Just me and the rubber and the bondage.

I feel so pent up with a tension of sexual exhilaration that my repression of easy relief is driving me crazy ….

I am trying to avoid chemical assistance and have instead been trying to rely on listening to my self-hypnosis scripts. These are generated using a text-to-speech engine and contain a long session reinforcing my mantra and self-conditioning to spend all available  time in rubber total enclosure experiencing a deeper level of my fetish. These sessions do help me to calm and centre on the experience.

11 hours in and the safe announces it is ready to let me have the keys to my self-bondage. I am not exactly desperate to take off the rubber, but I have run out of rubber time and am happy to remove it knowing I have had a reasonable fix.

The experience felt very novel and so it had its challenges. I cannot say I got the quality of sleep I would normally have, but may this would improve if this became the norm. If my past experience of making rubber my normal daytime attire is anything to go on, I should be OK. With familiarity I hope I could get what I want from the experience, the deeper experience I get from longer session during the day, but also I hope I might eventually get good night’s sleep to make the whole thing sustainable.

The challenge now is to see if I can make this my usual routine. Easier said than done, but as I write this, day 2 is already planned…

Sealed

January 6th, 2014 - Awaiting a new suit

A quick post as I am on tenter-hooks as I awaiting a new suit from Hydroglove which is in the post. For me there is something very special about putting on a brand new suit. In the mean-time, I just have to be satisfied being sealed up in the old one!
There really is something VERY special about a new suit. The experience is something I always try to savour as it is such a rare treat for me (my recent suits battle on for ages! Despite very regular use...).

A new suit is such an amazing object, so unusual, almost alien and the sensory overload is fabulous. The whole thing is pristine, and yet it comes with its own unique character. The smell is SO special as soon as you unwrap it.

Then there is the feel of it slipping on for the first time. The new material gliding over the skin and into place.

Then there is the look of perfect new latex, which seems to transform my own look to that of the suit's own image by the time I finish dressing.

Lastly, after I finish dressing, there is the time for reflecting in the whole experience. Whenever I finish dressing, I always feel like I am now different, but the experience with a new suit is unique for me. I am now new rubber... needless to say it is usually very stimulating...

Reflecting on the FIRST rubber suit I owned, I remember it being a mind-blowing experience. I had always had fetish leanings, experimented with plastic and had cravings for rubber encasement for years, but there had to be a first time I put on a full rubber suit and it was every bit as special as it had been in my imagination.

My first suit was a made-to-measure item and fitted my (then) young body perfectly. It was thin and ultra-shiny. The smell was a fantastic mix of an almost chocolate-like rubber smell. I remember vividly looking down at myself as if I was seeing someone else; someone who the most perfect fantasy sexual partner I could imagine and yet it still being me. The experience was beyond what my brain had had to deal with up till then and all I knew was I had made the right investment! I felt it was like coming home while going on an adventure, having an out of body experience, finding my true-self and transforming into something brand new, unknown and exciting, all at the same time.

I remember the feeling of it on my skin. A thin membrane, but so powerful a hold on every inch of my skin. It was so new an experience and it was the first time in my life where I was aware of how every single part of my body felt, all at the same instant.
I literally couldn't contain myself. I was SO excited. I tried my best to savour the experience for as long as I could, but I was fighting a losing battle. I needed to feel how it felt to the touch, but once I made contact there was no way back. The feel of the rubber clad body on the fingers was amazing. The feel on my body of the fingers touching my rubber skin was even more heavenly. I tried to slow down, and hold of touching myself, but within seconds I knew I needed more and more...

As soon as I finished I instantly knew that I would need to have more of this experience... And I did!

Sealed

Hydroglove and PVC-U-Like Nuke 2 (Hazmat) Air-Fed Suit

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

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.

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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!

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