In the Cemetery

In the Cemetery
In the Cemetery

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Latex Encasement

Several months passed between my sado-masochistic affair that was partially photographed and my next experience before a camera. Of course, I had taken some "artsy" vanilla photos with friends, as all teenage girls do, but I was still not working as a model or attempting to work with professionals at that point in time. Sadly, my interest in kink was closeted during these long months, as my desired partner lived thousands of miles away and I wasn't searching for anyone to take his place. The good news, though, is that my lust for all things tight and shiny remained strong, and I was able to spend a couple of weeks with the man I deeply loved and who generously provided me with my very first latex catsuit.

Rocket Boy, as I like to call him because he is as smart as a rocket scientist and as incredible as a superhero, shared many of the same interests as me, including latex. In fact, it was Rocket Boy who first pointed out that vinyl and latex are not at all the same things. 

Almost immediately, I fell in love with my first second skin of thin rubber. Without hesitation, I got dressed up and tried out some hoods, gas masks, and a latex corset with my smart and sexy superhero and his friend, Alex, and spent an afternoon taking photos together. The two of us had read Alex's blog about being an encasement fetishist at and the two of them had already met, so I was very excited for our rendez-vous. It was the first time that I had ever worn latex from head to toe, but far from the last! 

Myself with Rocket Boy
Rocket Boy, Me, Alex

The three of us managed our ways into the latex suits, shined them up, and transformed an ordinary living space into a small studio for latex lovers. I had the pleasure of being placed between two lubed-up men who stroked my second skin as the camera took its still shots of the experience we shared. 

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