03-01-2024, Heavy Rubber Session, Again....

 

March 1, 2024: Wife comes home March 10.  I see one more heavy rubber session possible before she arrives.  The intensity of the long session in early February has not faded but the urge to seal in the rubber suits and surrender to their hot embrace is irresistible.  

I overcome the trepidation of the six hours required to get fully enclosed in two suits and the bondage harness system.  The ordeal of getting into the suits only amplifies the need to stay sealed for many hours of rubbery pleasure.  These sessions approach epic proportions as rubber takes control of my mind.  I feel no need to ever exit this rubbery prison.  As past sessions, the surrender is complete.  The love of rubber consumes me.  I have no choice but to accept my fate.

This time, I take a short video after getting into the first suit. I put on my leg and do a short walk about with the prosthetic.

Now time to remove the leg, shoe and rubber foot so I can fit it inside he outer suit.  Once suit and boots are on I can walk pretty well.  The rubber hides so much. No skin shows. I am anonymous rubberized slave beholden to the strong smell and constant touch of rubber.  RRRUUUBBBBBEEERRR, draw out that word and revel in the power in wields over me.

 Help me but I love being sealed, totally enveloped, in this sensuous material.

The zoning mask is special.  Covered with Flexseal Tape, it allows a miniscule amount of low level light.  I did not know the tape allowed any light in but I have come to appreciate the dark gray view it provides, a perfect ask for reducing light to the minimum without total darkness.

Have to do a little rebreathing.  The whoosh of the breath is so erotic.  

The last 9 hours of the session was total exhaustion.  Total surrender to rubber is real and possible.  I used the Equalizer Body Massage tool to complete a final orgasmic act that left me totally spent and dead to the world beyond rubber.

A final video of this last few hours is available but quite boring.  I watched it and saw no movement from my rubberized body after I set the massage tool down.  I was truly so exhausted.  Rubber won,  Hours later my stiff body slowly pulled up from the bed.  The prospect of two hours getting out of gear almost defeated me - Could I have really just stayed in the rubber? I know that thought is absurd but I was really that close to believing 24/7 sealed in rubber was possible.

Addendum: Mar 6, 2024: Wife is staying at least until Mar 16 as she wants to visit her sister in San Diego.  That means........More Heavy Rubber!

02-04-2024, Heavy Rubber Total Enclosure, Part 2, getting dressed in extreme rubber

 

The wife is winging west.  She is off to California to help a cousin settle the home and prepare for selling it after her husband passed.  The passing was a year ago so time has helped with the mourning and getting on but now the house that family lived in for over 30 years needed to go on the market.  The memories of the house and sorting stuff is difficult and wife provides an amazing support service for a difficult task.

I do not wait long to work on my own support mechanism to cope with being alone at home.  It's my reliable journey into rubber which has comforted me for sixty years.  Sixty years I have turned to rubber for erotic arousal and hot passion.  Hard for someone to understand how clothing made from heavy rubber holds such an attraction on me.

Yes, I have related my journey in earlier entries in the effort to build the story of my ever-increasing lust for rubber, yet knowing what the last three weeks have been still surprises me with the intensity, the power of rubber. the building excitement leading to explosive release and the slow drift into zoning relaxation, aware that my hot and sweaty body will remain locked in the heavy suits many more hours.

I dropped the wife at the port at 2:30 in the afternoon.  Took a quick trip to WalMart for sports drink and liquid protein drinks.  Quickly to home and putting out the gear.

  Took until 5:00 to get everything set up in the bedroom, stripped and pulling my inner suit onto my right leg.  The shiver as I felt cool, smooth rubber sliding up my leg filled my thoughts with rubber loving lust for the next many hours.

The tools of heavy rubber toral enclosure. Two suits, the shoulder entry suit that is 0.7 mm thick.  There is a little stretch in this suit and it hugs my body very closely. It weighs a little over three pounds. The second suit is the outer layer, a little bit looser (not by much) 1.0 mm thick rubber front entry/water tight zip. This suit weighs seven pounds.  The suits have thick socks so add the cut off legs of the old Latex Catfish dry suit as hip boots that reach to my crotch.

Gas mask selection for heavy rubber total enclosure.

It took an hour to get the shoulder entry suit on and settled on my body.  Part of the slow process was having sweat form inside to help lubricate the two skins so the suit would work into the final position against me.

The challenge of the second suit almost beat me. It took over three hours of struggle getting the suit on.  I tugged, I pulled.  I dropped to my knees and leaned on the bed.  I put a lanyard through the neck opening to help with pulling the opening over my shoulders to grab from the front.  Even that aid made slow progress.  The suit doubled on itself but hard pulls, lots of sweat gathering under first suit and perseverance eventually freed the suit and the top came over the shoulders!  A short break then pulling the zipper closed and I was sealed in two heavy rubber layers.

After another short rest, I started getting the bondage system over the rubber suits,  Three straps made from bungee cord tiedown straps. Once in place and locked, the bondage is one connected system with collar, waist/crotch belt and chest straps connecting the two together. System was complete and locked at midnight.

Session to continued...

02-14-2024, Valentine's Day and my Sweetheart is in California

 Yes, she is still out of town.  I called and we exchanged Valentine greetings then too soon the call was over.  The emptiness of being so many miles away might fill the mind with all sorts of bad thoughts or desires.  I choose to seal my body and mind in rubber.

The suit I choose is a very heavy front entry dry suit.  Thick and heavy rubber will imprison my body and thoughts in its warm interior.  Sweat will wash away any ill feeling I might have in being alone this day.

So I settle in for a few minutes of rubbery bliss.  At this point I am not sure if I will sleep in the suit but if I do - sweet rubbery dreams and good night.

02-24-2024 - Rubber Sleep Time - Sweet Rubbery Dreams

 

Wife still in California helping with relatives so I took a cozy journey into rubbery dreamland.  Just a simple single suit and hood for a night in rubber bliss.  Sleep was slow in coming but I managed to finally get a few light sleep/zoning minutes during the night.  

Total rubber enclosure is an experience hard to imagine and when tried hard to ever forget.  If one has never done this activity, a description is not enough.  Imagine hundreds, thousands of fingers lightly touching every inch of the body.  Each move elicits a subtle massaging response.  The rubber becomes a living object that responds to every move.  It pulls at the skin then as sweat forms lips and slides in the most exquisite way with each move.

The constant responses to your slightest moves, your breathing, a twitching hand - every move invokes a feedback of erotic pleasure on the skin.  Skin is the largest organ on the body.  Many do not understand the interconnectivity of each part of the skin, the hands connected to the feet, arms to the legs, every move and touch responding with messages to the brain. Now add rubber covering everything and imagine to sensory overload on the brain.  That is total enclosure in skin-hugging rubber from head to toe and everything in between.

Add a mask and the dreams can begin i earnest.

Sealed in heavy rubber: Part 1 (Part 2 details dressing session)

 

Feb 4, 2024, 11:35 AM - I’ve been sealed in rubber for since 1:40 this morning.  I am wearing two heavy weight rubber suits, one is shoulder entry, the second suit is a heavy suit designed after a drysuit with water proof zippers.  Even now sweat and piss are sloshing around in the lower part of the suits but there is no leakage.

The shifting fluid provides an amazing erotic feeling.  It is a cross between a light massage and the water jets of a spa.  I know many rubberists prefer caths or some sort of collection bag but for some weird reason, I really get off on knowing I have no control of my body fluids and the rubber seals it all safely inside my rubber world.

The kitchen safe reads 1 day, 2 hours.  That time marks when I have access to the keys of the locks.  The timer lock confirms the rubbery sentence – 26 hours and some minutes.  Barring an emergency, I can do nothing but revel in the feel of hot rubber – not all that bad an experience for a lifelong rubberist, especially one who loves heavy rub total enclosure.

This adventure into rubberized depravity two weeks ago when the wife announced she needed to take a trip to California and help a cousin.  I knew my first chance at a long-term rubber session in two years was coming.  I fantasized in bed of how I would complete the task of sealing in rubber bliss.

The two suits from Knight rubber have waited much too long for a long and extreme session.  The shoulder entry suit is snug.  It was quite hard to dress but after forty-five minutes, I completed the task.  The suit slid over my heated body as I rested before getting into the heavier water proof suit.  I bubbled with excitement pulling the heavy rubber slowly onto my eager body.  The hot sweat inside the first suit was beginning to seep out.  This second suit handled the issue with ease.  Nothing has come out of the final rubber barrier.  Getting into that was also challenging.  My prosthesis leg had to be inserted; pulling it up and keeping it up to work the suit to the shoulders took effort.  I put a lanyard through the hood opening to aid with getting the upper part properly settled.  It worked and I was fairly quickly closing the front zipper completing the seal.

Getting the bondage system correctly connected as a single unit of interlocking rubber straps making escape from the suits impossible took four hours.  I designed it as a self-bondage system of rubber bungee cords and D-rings.  I didn’t expect the hood I had on made seeing the rings to feed the cords pretty much impossible.  Three hours of frustration and I was no closer to linking the three separate sections of cord into a single binding harness requiring only three locks.

Briefly, the system has a collar, a waist belt with through crotch straps and a central long length of cord that connects through rings at the collar and belt and crisscrosses the torso.  Finally everything locked after six hour and the stomach butterflies were raging as I set timers for 30 hours and pushed the engage buttons.

I’ve been posting some videos, did two live feeds on FB and just zoned out, letting th rubber carry my thoughts and dreams wherever it desired. It’s 12:30 PM, think I’ll drink a protein shake.                                                                                                 

A Date Set - February 3

 

I have a date for my heavy rubber challenge.  February 3, the wife leaves for a visit and I expect to be fully enclosed in three layers of rubber and locked for up to 58 hours about 10:00 PM, depending on the number of likes or shares from the challenge rules posted 12 hours earlier.

Up until now, this has been an exercise of fantasy and desire but the setting of a firm date makes a reality of my rubber slave imprisonment.  My follower number on "X" determines the maximum number of hours I'll consider and the likes and shares establish the actual number of hours.

It's up to the followers - an obvious surrender to the folks with each having a vote in my fate.  My stomach flutters even now - 12 days away.  We shall see what happens.  I will have an emergency escape plan but I fully plan to make the entire time determined by my supporters.

2024 and a New Year

 Seems I wait again for the time I can climb into heavy rubber.  Still hinting to wife that she should take a vacation and recharge.  She has been working especially hard during the holiday season and me with my disability makes it that much harder since I am limited in my mobility and the things I can do.

The one thing I know I can do without any assistance is climbing into my rubber gear and drinking liquid protein and hydrating with sports drinks and water.  I do not need to cook when in rubber.  I do not need to wash clothes in rubber.  I only need to enjoy just being in rubber; surf the Internet, chat on line and post live videos of my rubberized condition.

So I wait ... Since I would need at least three hours to even get fully geared up, I commit to having a minimum of eighteen hours to be sealed in rubber, though should the wife decide a week away is in order, I will try to have my 48+ hour challenge session.  Based on the number of "X" followers the maximum length of the challenge is currently 57 hours.  Likes and retweets will determine the actual time of rubber sealed bliss to attempt.  The below chart explains the challenge and will be posted on "X" about sixteen hours before the wife leaves.

Once the timer lock and lock box are set the fun begins.  I will have emergency escape ability but every effort to make the entire designated period in rubber will be made.  My adult son will monitor the session and will be available for any emergency situation.

I really want to try to do this since two years ago I stayed locked in rubber suits for 31 hours and actually felt I could have gone longer - in fact was reluctant to remove the gear after being in it that long.  But for now I plan and wait.