17.0201-1000 Who is 'Hevea'?

　　

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　　Dear Marla，

　　

　　Some years ago I began to casually personify my rubber fetish as a metaphorical “Hevea”.

　　

　　The underscore is always present in her name. “Hevea” is a reference to *hevea braziliensis*,he botanical name for the commercial rubber tree.

　　

　　Of course Hevea is a woman! As a mental exercise I once tried to imagine my fetish as a masculine entity but it just did not feel right. Nah! My fetish is decidedly female.

　　

　　“I wonder if men who personify their rubber fetish,,ink of it as male? Asked Lorraine.

　　

　　“Is she your lover?” Asked James.

　　

　　“Lover? No,s,'s just a metaphor.” I replied.

　　

　　“Suppose she wasn't a metaphor. Could your fetish exist as a tulpa?” Asked James.

　　

　　“A tulpa? What is that?”

　　

　　“The best description of a tulpa I've ever heard is that it's like having a 'roommate' in your head who shares the mindspace of your thoughts,em,ions and experiences. Supposedly,the,are also sentient and sapient,with,heir own thoughts,emoti,s and personality. They can even be your best friend. The big difference is that,while ,ey perceive all of your sensual experiences and have body lusts,they do,ot have control of your body as you do. You are the host.”

　　

　　“Wow! I've never heard of a tulpa,but my f,ish certainly fits the description of a 'roommate in my head'. Where do tulpas come from? Are they real?” I asked.

　　

　　“From what I understand,the jury , still out as to whether tulpas are real or not. It's also questionable whether they are truly sentient. Tulpas are sort of like that ”special friend“ you made up as a kid. Apparently,they are n, true psychoses because they are usually deliberately created by the host. Writers can sometimes accidentally acquire a tulpa when they become too involved in a character in their story.”

　　

　　Lorraine asked,“Does the M,tress talk to you? What does she say?”

　　

　　“It's hard to explain.” I said. “Hevea commandeered my sexuality when I was pre-pubescient,although I h,e not personified her until just recently. She speaks to me through my genitals as horniness and in my dreams as highly creative and usually off-the-charts bizarre rubberotic fantasies. When I was young my inclinations were mostly hetero-sexual in nature. But,as I matured,,gradually be,me much more rubber-sexual. My fetish has blossomed. Even with this change,I still conside,myself clearly hetero-emotional and poly-intellectual. That is,I can only roman,cally fall in love with someone of the opposite sex but will trade wits with anyone.”

　　

　　“What does she do in these fantasies? ” Asked Lorraine.

　　

　　“She's quite creative. Sometimes,together we,'inve,' some pret, wild contraptions with strong BDSM and rubber elements. There are times when she craves physical constraint or containment in small spaces. Sometimes she wants some infernal machine to mercilessly fuck our brains out. (Remind me to tell you about her 'fuckbox' idea! James,I suspect you might,ave an engineer-o-gasm.) Other times she craves 'predicament` scenarios ranging from 'immobile storage' bondage to being locked into a full,latex suit for 2 *fu,* days. She has a particular fondness for edging and likes steel chastity belts with dildoes worn for extended periods. Tulpas may be bodyless but this one clearly has body lusts.”

　　

　　????????? more? ????????????????

　　

　　Hevea doesn't care how I do it. At the end of the month she expects me to have endured *the equivalent of* 720 hours in 100% enclosure.

　　

　　Hevea

　　

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