Rubber Ball Fetish Kink . . . Hot in Latex
The Minneapolis Rubber Ball was fantastic! I brought the largest suitcase I have and filled it with lots of stuff from my dungeon. It took me an hour to pack it and even longer to put everything away. I am a stickler for things being clean, inside and out and they must be organized.
The evening was very rubbery, as you can imagine. My dear friend and rubber fetishist, Jean Bardot was there. In fact she organized the entire evening. Everyone seemed to be latex clad and feeling deliciously sensual.
I wore my black Murray and Vern latex corset with the cream piping and my latex pencil skirt that laced up the side with no panties. It occurred to me that the idea of being turned on while I was playing with someone, and the tell tale trickle of my own juices may just give me away.
This is what latex does to me, panties or no panties, just to be encased in it somehow. Actually, when I wear my latex panties, I get warm and juice up, and am powerless over the feeling. In fact, if I have worn latex panties, and the feeling is just right, between my legs, I take them off and slip the crotch over my nose and into my mouth.
I brought these latex boots that I had my slave put on me, only after I had trampled him with my needle heels and stood on his face. I then allowed him to worship them completely. I can imagine how nice it must have been for him to feel his tongue slip up the side of each boot knowing that my hot and sweaty feet were inside. I can only begin to tell you how much of a foot fetishist my slave mike W is.
During the evening, I pierced yet another slave mike (mike P), with 18 gauge needles. I attached cords to the needles and my wonderful friend Cynthia and I lead him through the crowd. I brought him back downstairs and strapped him helplessly to my gurney. slave mike P is a very tall man. He has such a sweet face and when I put my leather head harness on him, he reminds me of "Pin Head" in the movie Hellraiser, only the pins are needles in his chest. I pulled the cords up over his head and I attached them to the gurney. I then made a nice design with treated cotton around his chest and nipples. I then lit it on fire and the crowd watched it FLASH!
It was a wonderful evening...and as I felt myself drift off to sleep that night, I couldn't help but wonder how many others that evening had a trickle running down the inside of their leg, only to go unnoticed as it pooled on the floor.
Dreams are made of, RUBBER!
Mistress Sharina Nicole
posted by Sharina Nicole at
1:13 AM
2 Comments:
slave mike p writes -- the entire evening was a total rush in my head and body, from the third needle that Mistress drove home and the uncontrollable sweety dizzying flush that took over my body to the eye rolling oposing strains that Mistress and Cynthia put on my body by pulling this slave around through the venue to the seemly whispering voices i heard over my roped torched and stretched body on the gurny, it all seemed a dream i did not want to end.
thank you Mistress -- slave mike p
When I brought you upstairs, I knew it would give you a little extra tweak! I loved putting you on display enjoying the latex festivities from all over the club.
I have lots of things I would love to do to you AND I would like to get it on High Definition. Those balls of yours will be tested...first with that heavy steel contraption you made for me. I LOVE IT, and it weighs...? 5 pounds? Balls stretched down to your ankles, and you know eventually, that's just where they will end up.
See you soon,
M Sharina
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