@24.0302-0945.40atx orig.
@2024.0803-1507.28atx edit
Dear Marla,
Not long ago and much to my surprise, something dawned on me.
I must be some kind of weird #sadomasochist.
No, I'm not into pain. Things like whips, rope, shock probes, candle drippings, and other "conventional" devices of torture in S/M sessions simply don't interest me. Instead, I like to be locked into my rubber to "suffer" for some proscribed number of hours or so, then allowed to take it off and shower. Then put it right back on again for another long-ish session. even if I am not in the mood to do that. (I call that "[[30.6 The Grind .lx]]")
I also have this thing about the immobility of latex sleep- or "mummy" sacks, vacuum beds and (briefly) confinement in cramped boxes, etc.
I am particularly fond of the idea of "edging" i.e. orgasm stimulation and denial. For example, I have this recurring fantasy of having a dominatrix whose mandate is that I wear a steel chastity belt equipped with plugs under my latex during daylight hours, every day, while doing my housekeeping chores and most of the rest of my waking day. At my evening shower, the plugs are removed from the steel belt, but then I am locked back into the "empty" belt for the night, every night. During my morning shower, the plugs are remounted and the belt is locked on for the day. Of course, during all of this, the belt .... and the rest of my body is entirely covered in latex.
A variation of this might be to wear the plugs during the day until, say, 3pm, every day. Then the plugs are removed (my #skinsuit is still on, of course) and I am placed in a very small, cramped box. The lid has a hole for my head to protrude. Inside the box my knees are drawn up closely to my chest and I am impaled on a Sybian. I cannot move my body. A tight-fitting glass #bell-jar is placed over my head. The Sybian is set to gradually increase intensity from zero to 100% in about 30 minutes with occasional "surprises". Electrodes on my pussy are connected to an E-Stim device for clitoral stimulation. Mistress loves to watch my orgasmic facial contortions but not hear my screams from inside the bell-jar. She incarcerates me in this " #fuckbox " every day at precisely 3pm whether I am in the mood or not.
Of course, Mistress's mandate to be #TotallyEnclosed 24/7/365 is, in itself,
See? 99.999% of the world would see all of these as "torture" and something they absolutely would have no interest in experiencing themselve
Ever since I was a kid I have had numerous "core" fantasies which all revolved around being completely covered in rubber all of the time, and even when I am not in the mood for it.
I know that sounds contradictory/
I don't think the professional psychology community has a name for this.