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Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Latex Slavery

After photoshoots and wearing whatever I lust after all week, a pile of luxurious latex piles up.
No need for Me to worry about it even though these pieces are quite expensive.  My latex wardrobe features pieces from Venus Prototype, a no longer available female designer from California, DeMask of Amsterdam, Atsuko Kudo, Libidex, Westward Bound, Madame S, So Hip it Hurts, Ooh La La Latex, Renee Masoomian, Slinky Skin, and even includes pieces handmade by Myself to fit My body perfectly. Latex clothing is handmade and much of My collection is completely one of a kind.

There is sumptuous gold latex, piles of slick gorgeous black, sheer translucent rubber to show off My tattoos.  Sturdy steel boned corsets to sculpt My body into something statuesque. Seamed stockings and garter belts to hold them up... what Femme could do without these? A translucent catsuit with huge inflatable torpedo boobs for when I am in a particularly fun and saucy mood. A few simple pieces for when I want to wear latex out on the town for no reason at all... though their simplicity does not lead to any less stares.

In a photoshoot with one of My favorite kinky photographers I may use a suitcase full of latex. Layers may be worn.  And I am very picky!  This is when the Latex Slave comes in handy.
This slave enjoys being of service. He enjoys seeing Me in this rubber as much as possible so he knows its care and maintenance is a part of that joy.
Piles of latex must be cleaned by hand, piece by piece, carefully in a sink.  He then hangs each piece in the shower to drip momentarily.  When it is no longer soaking, he lays out each piece on a towel to dry in the dungeon, inside out.  Once all the pieces are drying, he starts the next part of the process. He dries the rubber with the towels, then turns them right side out again to dry the outside layer, applying a thin layer of a lightly scented powder I like to the inside. This prevents the sticking that could possibly ruin a piece.
Some pieces are hung in a closet on plastic hangers covered in tissue paper. Some are bagged in zip baggies and labelled.  Over the years I have had several latex slaves, I hate training new ones, but once again, I am very picky.