rubber for breakfast....

...but let's start at the beginning of my quiet Friday night in, haha!

Firstly, I didn't stay in but went out to the London munch for some drinkies and socialising with good friends. It was a rather quiet one, but I prefer it that way, enough friends to catch up and chat to, less randoms and even lesser weirdos and no squeezing through and queuing at the bar, lovely!

We ended up having a kinky after munch party at one of my best friends house, which turned out to be good fun and there are now at least two people running around with really bad scratch marks - love my sharp nails <3 !

Playing tictactoe on the boys back scratching the X's and O's into the skin, good fun :P ! Why do people always react like, oh you're evil, you look so lovely and nice, I would not expect this from you. Amusing. The girl with the straight lines down her inner thighs may hate me a little today, but that really was great fun, she made such a lovely squeaking noise, I just couldn't help myself.

At around 4am people packed up and started heading home, I was glad I was offered to crash and hadn't had to go on an hour journey home, taking I was up since 6am Friday I just wanted to sleep. I think I instantly passed out, I didn't even hear my phone beeping because of the low battery and eventually switching off. I think it was around half 11 as I was kind of awake enough and preparing myself mentally to dress and go home( there is something about it going home in last nights clothes, I am never quite sure if I actually enjoy it just a little bit to feel like people can tell I wasn't sleeping in my own bed, haha).
My friend went up and outside to the living room and I thought to myself, just 2 more minutes, then dressing and hunting down some breakfast or better lunch in Camden as he came back in and threw  a big pile of heavy black rubber and lots of rubber straps onto the bed! Rubber for breakfast, lol! The big pile of black rubber was then picked up and I could see it was a full body bag, maybe a little like a sleeping bag, but much tighter. So if you now think that this is all pretty random, it's not; we talked a lot about our 'rubber/latex' fetish but as my interest in this just recently developed/ escalated, I told him I wasn't sure how much it's just fantasy and how much I'm really into all this, seems I am into it more as I thought, sigh.

I got then wrapped up in rubber, feet first, put safely into place, then some sort of cushion-like divider between the legs, arms got stuck into the sleeves....at that point I got just a little bit nervous realising that I won't be going anywhere once this is all closed up, but I haven't had a lot of time thinking and chickening out as I was already asked to roll over so I was lying on my stomach and he could do the zip up all the way up from feet to neck.
Oh dear, that already felt pretty good, but he wasn't done just yet, the hood went over my head, got zipped up and something went around my neck to secure things and keep it in place I guess, I can only tell it felt really good. Then lots of rubber straps got applied, not sure how many, one was around my knees, after he pulled this one tight I could barely move, my knees tightly pressed together; one around the hips which was holding my wrists snug to my body, one or two around my upper body, think there was one under and one over my boobs but I can't really tell, the tighter the whole wrap got the less I really cared, I was just enjoying the hole experience so much, relaxing into it really well. As he was done with the straps the eyepiece/blindfold got reattached to the hood. I expected to be left to it for a while, not expecting a lot of attention, bit worried I may not like it and would want to get out really quickly again, but my train of thought got interrupted by him pulling the eyepiece off again and putting a gas mask on top of the hood instead, now that was hot! I first got really nervous and was worried I wouldn't be able to breathe properly but after asking nicely for a little re-adjustment it was all ok, I slowly calmed down realising that it's all good and I'm well looked after.
Just as my breathing settled into a nice steady rhythm I could feel his body pressing against the rubber and his hands stroking over the material - OMG, this was really arousing, the sensation through the skin tight rubber, knowing he's probably enjoying it as much or even more than I do and then fingers pinching my nipples, ouw!

I am a wimp with having my nipples tortured, they are sooo sensitive it's pathetic, but I really enjoyed it, well to some extent, as he nearly made me cry he thankfully stopped, I can imagine being a sobbing mess under a gasmask is not very helpful for the breathing part.

The gasmask eventually came off but that was it, I stayed the way I was, wrapped up nicely not going anywhere...but I loved it! The feel, the enclosure, the slowly rising temperature caused by the duvet on top of me and having a normal chat, awesome! I thought it's just fantastic, being in this happy place and being able to have a normal conversation, sigh, all depending on him though and what he fancies doing, being totally helpless.

I eventually got unwrapped and sent off to shower; there I could smell it then, hmmmm rubber! So lovely! Pure bliss :D, really was in a very happy place there enclosed in rubber and being toyed around with.

I got home shortly after and the first thing on my list was having a wank, still smelling the rubber I really got off on it, I'm such a pervert :P .

I'll be back for more!

<3