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Hello i am, a 50 year old submissive male looking for that Special Lady, to surrender to.
Interests include enforced chastity, long term, total enclosure in latex and plastic,rubber slave?doll,corset training?, breath play, collars cuffs , bondage , oral service... now for my more every day interests, motorcycle riding, biking, kayaking, cooking, baking, massage, reiki, tantra, walks under the moon, and sunsets.
I hope this helps in getting to know me a little better.
I will be looking forward to your replys.
Thanks; Your's Forever in Chastity and Latex;?? Cocooned1 UpDate? Once again seeking a REAL OWNER/TRAINER...? ?
? Yours Forever in Chastity,Now and Latex Very Soon,... cocooned1?
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6/30/2010 5:48:52 PM

The Invitation

The small black envelope stood out in contrast from the rest of the mail in the box, so he quickly grabbed it to see who it was from. However there was no name to say who had sent it.
That really got his curiosity going so he tore open the envelope to see what was inside, it looked like an invitation of sorts; to a new club opening. It seemed like fun, a new Fetish club to try out: who knows he might even meet his dream Mistress.
The next two weeks came and went quickly as anticipation of that night had been on his mind for most of the time prior to the opening night.
That evening he dressed in his latex, first came the cock ring followed by a latex cock & ball sheath, and an inflatable butt plug. Next came the latex briefs with an attached cock and ball sheath. followed by my black latex catsuit with attached feet gloves and hood with pump gag, ymmm. First he worked his feet into the attached stocking feet, slowly pulling the latex up his calves to his knees working it over his thighs past his rubber-covered cock and balls sealing th
butt plug in nice and snug. Continuing to work the suit over his waist he paused as he attached clamps to both of his nipples, now it was time for the arms, next he carefully slid his hands into the
shoulders, down the arms and into the attached gloves taking the time to make sure all the air bubbles are worked out and every thing fits nice and snug. Time to put the attached hood on, slowly he stretched the hood over his head making sure the inflatable gag was securely in place, and the breathing tubes were inserted in his nose, now to line up the plastic-covered eye holes so that he can see. Slowly he pulled the back zipper closed sealing the suit against his body, pulling the gag tightly into his mouth sealing any sound that might try to escape tightly inside of the rubber prison.
Oh yes, one more thing he almost forgot the locking neck collar, nice and tight no way to escape now, click
The sign outside of the club said: THE COCOON, as he approached he noticed a line of people outside dressed in fetish attire of all styles and colors, some more extreme than others.
As the door opened, and his eyes became accustomed to the lighting he noticed that all the walls were covered in black latex, as well as the ceiling and surrounding couches and tables. It appeared that the walls seemed to writhe and undulate with an eerie sensuality.
As he looked around the room, he noticed a Lady dressed from head to toe in transparent latex sitting on a couch in the corner. Other people were with her, but dressed in a more extreme style, most of their suits seemed to have no openings of any kind, no way to tell how to remove them, they seemed to be seamless.
Looking in his direction, she motioned for him to come over and join her. When she saw how he was dressed she asked if he would like to sit and talk, as she smiled with a sadistic gleam in her eye. When he didn*t answer she asked if the cat had his tongue. Slowly he nodded his head yes, he was gaged and could not reply.
.She said her name was MISTRESS COCOON, and that she owned the club and that one of her employees had not shone up for work, and was looking for someone to fill their position.
She asked him if he might be interested in the position. Without thinking he shook his head yes!
The next thing he knew she was slipping long thumb less latex mittens over his gloved hands, past his wrists up his arms securing them in place with plastic wire ties and laughing as she cut the remaining ends off the ties. The last sight he saw before the inky blackness descended over his vision was MISTRESS COCOON*S sadistic smile, then he slowly realized that she had sealed his head in an inflatable latex hood, no sight, no sound, no escape . . . Now what? .
The next sensation he felt was of being lifted, carried and deposited into some type of container.
If he had been able to see, he would have realized that it was an anatomically shaped coffin/cocoon designed to hold his latex encased body motionless and completely devoid of any external stimuli.
As the lid was sealed and the locking clamps secured, MISTRESS COCOON smiled her sadistic smile and turned a valve on the side of the coffin/cocoon. Sssss Ssssss and then a semi sweet odor permeated his senses as his consciousness slowly slipped away . . .
The Awakening:
Forty-eight hours passed quickly in the darkness of his cocoon. The combination of the drug laced oxygen mixture and the removal of all external stimuli had the effect of keeping him floating in an inescapable stupor.
As his senses slowly cleared and his vision came into focus he saw that he was strapped to a rubber-covered table of some kind.
Looking more closely at his condition he realized he was covered from head to toe in a very thin transparent latex catsuit, but there appeared to be no zippers or seams any where.
The transparent rubber covered him from the tip of his toes to the top of his head, but where there should have been openings for the nose and mouth there were tubes instead. Looking further down he saw that his cock and balls were encased in a sheath with a tube at the end.
MISTRESS COCOON explained that although the suit appeared quite thin and delicate that actually it was a new formula of hers and that it was completely impervious to wear or damage of any kind.
She explained that the suit can*t be cut, torn, punctured or melted and that it was also impervious to solvents and chemicals, in fact once the suit is applied and sealed there is no way to remove it, ever . . .
The Process
MISTRESS COCOON exclaimed that it was time for Part 2 of the process as she called it, laughing sadistically and explaining that the various tubes and openings had specific purposes.
They were necessary for health and safety concerns, she explained as she leaned over toward his latex- covered cock and began to insert the inflatable catheter into the tube at the end of his cock. She continued with her explanation of the procedure, saying that once it was installed and inflated that it would allow for controlled urination. As the catheter was slowly inflated, he felt a growing pressure in his abdomen and the uncontrollable desire to go to the rest room.
Next she said that she was going to insert an inflatable butt plug with an attached inflatable Bardex catheter this would allow for evacuation of the bowels, plus the administration of retention enemas. (Ouch).
Moving up to his head she slowly inserted tubes into his nose and down the back of his throat insuring that he can breathe even if his sinuses become clogged. The next item she held up was a long balloon-shaped object with a tube running through it.
She explained that it was an inflatable stomach catheter and feeding tube, once inflated it prevented the possibility of throwing up and insured the contents of the stomach remained in the stomach. It also allows for controlled intake of liquids and nourishment.
She slowly started to insert the catheter into the mouth tube telling him to swallow, slowly inch by inch she slid the tube down his throat into his stomach. Carefully inflating the balloon inside of his stomach and then the long balloon outside his stomach, in his esophagus and throat. Checking to make sure every thing was installed correctly and secure she slowly inflated the pump gag inside his mouth watching as his cheeks ballooned out insuring that no communication was possible, totally sealed.
Next she carefully applied the adhesive that would seal the suit and release valves making sure every thing is sealed, sealed permanently, no way to remove them ever. Pg.(2)
MISTRESS COCOON explained that he was now sealed permanently inside of the latex suit and that his only connection to the outside world was through his various tubes, catheters, and feeding tube; so he had better get used to it . . .
Sealed permanently, no escape possible, better get used to it! The words echoed in his head as the stark realization dawned on him and the feelings and experiences of the last forty-eight hours rushed in leaving him to comprehend his fate . . .
Looking around the room, through the transparent latex that covered his entire head and body he noticed he could see quite well even though there were no openings for his eyes just the transparent latex to look through.
She had made sure there were no openings in the suit, he was sealed inside and going to stay that way and whatever was outside was going to stay outside; sealed in, air tight no way to escape.
Now for the rest of the process she said as she stretched a very thin and very tight cocoon like latex bag over my body and head, attaching the locking collar and straps and making sure they were securely and locked. Don*t go away now she said tauntingly while flashing an evil smile
The sound of locks being released awakened him as his locking straps and collar are removed and the skin tight rubber cocoon is unsealed releasing him from his overnight bondage. Even though he was now free from the confines of the cocoon he was still sealed snugly into his permanent transparent, airtight skin. He would never again feel the touch of the wind or rain or skin against skin, these would now only be as memories. He would never again know those sensations, so previously taken for granted now seemed forever lost. The psychological effects of being permanently sealed in an indestructible air tight suit was overwhelming to the mind and the emotions as they spun out of control as the futility of his situation became apparent.
MISTRESS COCOON informed him that he was now her slave and had been encased permanently and was now a permanent member of her household. She went on to explain that all the members of her household were required to be attired in a similar fashion, although his was the only suit made of the new type of latex.
She thought that since she had picked him as her personal slave that it was only appropriate for him to be dressed in a very special manner: one of a more permanent nature. Explaining further that he had not been picked randomly but had been chosen especially for this position, the fact that he had no family or relatives to miss him and he was self employed made him the perfect choice for Her personal slave. No one to miss him or ask questions, she could safely insure that he would be hers forever.
Reaching down to caress his latex-covered cock and balls she explained that even though he was sealed completely in latex she wanted to make sure that no exterior form of stimuli could reach him. Informing him, she was now going to encase his genitals in a chastity device. He watched as she placed the transparent band that encircled his waist, next she slid his latex incased genitals through the hole in his belly plate and placed a insert around the base of his cock and balls guaranteeing that he would not be able to remove them from the belly plate which was now permanently attached to the waist band Next she fed the end of the catheter and his encased cock into the small tube that would now prevent any stimulation or erection. In fact the tube fit so exactly that she found it necessary to pack his cock and balls in ice to allow passage into the very tight tube that now encased his cock. The next item appeared to be two hemispherical halves of the same material, she explained that these would now be placed over his balls and secured to the tube around his cock guaranteeing that no stimuli would reach his now useless cock and balls. It seemed the only part left exposed was the head of his cock but then he watched as she attached the cap that would cover the head of his cock insuring that it would now be impossible to touch his cock or balls.
Smiling sadistically and laughing she said there was only one piece left, the transparent plate that would completely seal his cock and balls into their new home. Next she applied the adhesive that would bond the belt permanently making sure there would be or could be no removal of the belt ever.
She explained that the chastity was composed of the same material as the cat suit and was completely impervious to all forms of removal and that once the adhesive set there would be no way to remove it ever. Continuing with the explanation she said that even though external stimulation was impossible that the device was designed with electrodes in the penis tube and the ball case, allowing for varying degrees of stimulation or punishment depending upon the circumstances.
Holding the next item of clothing in front of him she explained that it was a double layered cat suit that would be worn over his permanent cat suit and chastity explaining that once the space between the two layers of transparent latex was filled with air it would insure that he would not be able to receive any outside stimuli. She now controlled his entire world, he was helplessly covered in the layers that separated him from the outside, and would insure he belonged to her completely: heart mind and soul, no escape ever . . .
Next she slowly stretched the two ply latex suit over his encased body, and head, and. carefully aligned the various tubes and hoses with the openings in the suit. She went on to explain that once the suit was sealed and inflated that he would never know any other feeling except the constant pressure of latex against his new permanent impervious skin, in fact the two-ply suit was the same material as his cat-suit and chastity, meaning that once it was sealed and inflated it was going to stay that way, forever, no release, no escape, no outside stimuli... He belonged to her now and would belong to her forever... Her new rubber toy/slave, all her*s Ymmmm.

Forever in Latex: Cocooned1


7/23/2009 1:17:49 PM

A Rubber-dolls Mind

What Goes on In the Mind of a Doll Encased in Rubber so Tight

Bound Tightly Hand and Foot, Struggling with All their Might

Cock and Ball’s Locked Securely Away

With Mistress’s Promise they’ll Stay

Asshole Stretched Deep and Wide

Where Inflatable Plugs Reside Expanded Inside

Butt Plugs Pumped Up So Big You Think You’ll Pop

Mistress’s Way of Reminding You She a Top

Plugged Twenty Four Hours a Day

Plugged so Large You Sway

Laced In a Rubber Corset so Nice and Tight

Making Sure the Laces are Pulled with All Her Might

Tighter and Tighter the Rubber Constricts

Nipping the Waist as the Air it Restricts

Layer after Layer of Skin-Tight Rubber

Poor Little Doll can’t even Hear it Blubber

Skin Tight Rubber Hood, Locked and Laced Extra Tight

Mouth Held Wide Open and Eyes Sealed Without Sight

Insures Rubber-doll has a Delicious Plight

All of Doll’s Orifices, Totally Sealed Away

Awaiting it’s Owner’s Pleasure, Every Night and Day

Stuffed in a Latex Bag and Stored Away Nice and Tight

Such is The Life of a Rubber-doll Each and Every Night

Day and Night and Night and Day All around the Clock

Everything Sealed Nice an, Tight and secured with a Lock

So What goes on in the Mind of a Rubber Doll, behind the Pretty Face

As it’ Floats Helplessly Bound, and Eternally through Sub-Space.

KeyWestRubberDoll

07-13-09


7/13/2009 10:15:26 PM

Her Rubber slave

Thinking of Her Rubber-slave Wrapped up Tight

Encased from Head to Toe every Night

Sealed up in a Rubber Balloon

Imprisoned and Bound in a Clingy Cocoon

The Rubber so Shiny and Black

Vacuum Sealed in an Airtight Sack

Just an Obsidian looking Object on Display

Helpless Rubber-doll for Mistress’s Play

Bound and Gagged and Sealed-up Tight

Completely Bagged and Denied all Sight

Layer after Layer of Rubber so Tight

Insures that I await my plight

As Rivulets of Sweat stream Down my Face

No Sight No Sounds enter the Sealed and Occluded case

As the Rubber-slave Sealed in Multi-Layers Inside

Floats Helplessly through Sub-Space on an Endless Ride

Laying Encased and Helplessly Sealed Away

Praying that Mistress Wants to Play

Otherwise this Way I Will Stay

Maybe a Month, Maybe until Another Day

Thinking Back on the Wish I Made, Seems like Another Lifetime Away

To Be a Rubber-slave/doll Twenty-Four/Seven

Back then It Seemed Like Heaven

To be a Rubber Object Sealed Away

Without Will or any Say, Simply a Latex Encased toy on Display

To Live Life Sealed in a Skin-Tight, Second Skin

At Time’s, I have Wished I could Begin Again

But the Ironclad Contract I Signed,

Bound by Collar and Rules I am Resigned

To Accept my Fate of Mistress’s Object of Desire and Pleasure

Teased, Tormented, and Denied any Pleasure, Mistress’s Favorite Rubber Treasure

 

KeyWestRubberDoll


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