Ok..so it wasn't a too extreme Thursday...

But you gotta give us an A for effort.

Of course we did have a fantastic Thursday after all.

I asked him what he wanted me to wear, and he replied "What ever you wish, just leave your breasts exposed and the latex leggings with the zip open". I did just that, but added the black cotton underbust corset. For some reason I just felt more comfortable covering up all that white skin on my tummy. I thought it looked pretty good.

J3 put on his chaps, and Iam not sure if he realizes it or not....but seeing his tight ass and thick cock in the soft black leather always makes me instanltly wet and horny. He looked sooo fine! made me want to just bite him!


Everything was all set!
He had the suspension cuffs ready, and what a fantastic job he did attaching them to the ceiling hooks with the medium weight chains as I was kneeling on our bed. I loved the sound of the tinkling they made as I adjusted my knees to get myself to where I wasn't going to topple over.

Then he placed the heavy hood on me. I love when we play with it. As Ive said before, it always takes me to that place that only he can take me to.

Only thing is...the time it takes him to put the hood on me, my hands started going numb, and I had to ask to be taken down.
Which I hated because I know how much I wanted to be suspended, and I knew he would be disappointed...he'd say he wasn't. But I was , so I knew he was if even just a little .
It felt wonderful at first....He had me hanging on the hook and proceeded to put the heavy bondage hood on.
But when the itching started and eventually my fingers going numb,That's when I had to ask him to take me down....booo. And he did as the suspension cuffs came off,so did the hood.

But he did put the hood back on!
And then he started experimenting with the new hemp rope we got for Christmas.
( I know I know...that's a long time ago, but we did have fun finally using it!)

He bound my breast with the purple rope and started making it tighter and tighter asking each time if it was too tight.
Of course I mumbled through the hood "tighter"...hehehe I could just imagine his grin when I said that.

It was so soft and silky as he wrapped it around and around. As the rope slid across my body I began to get shaky, and almost lost my balance .

Then he took something (which I thought was a marker) and started writing all over my tightly bound breast. Come to find out he was trying to make me think it was a new rotary cutter we bought for our new latex projects...But I couldn't hear him and I thought he was writing on me with a marker!

He smacked my bound breasts in between face slaps and cunt pinches.
I love when he pushes and does what he has spoken about doing to me in the past. But sometimes hes too careful, that's just the way hes set up. And I Love him more and more because of it! Although, sometimes I wish he would just let loose and DO IT!


It felt wonderful, all the sensations enlightened by the extreme hood.

But then, he wasn't finished,
Thank Goodness!
I was so wet and horny from all the rope and teasing!

I had hoped I could last longer hanging there, But I just couldn't. I told him next time....hood first, suspension cuffs last.
We live and we learn!

So he had me lay down on my back and began teasing and biting my tits.
I love it so when he nibbles and slaps and teases.
I could almost cum from his teasing.
Then he shoved a pillow under my ass and got on top of me.
Oh yes!! I wanted to feel his hard cock in my cunt!
But first he teased and tortured me even more.

Blocking the on small air hole on the mask so I couldn't breath...then blowing cool air back in. He switched back and forth from my tits to my cunt with his tongue and teeth. Slapping my face in between his sweet torture.

All of a sudden he rammed his hot rod deep inside me.
Pulling himself in deeper by holding onto my shoulders.
It felt so amazing! He pumped harder and harder taking my cunt for his pleasure. I came so hard!!
Just at that moment I felt him tense up and he exploded his load deep inside my cunt. I could tell he was really enjoying it from his moans, which I could actually hear under the hood so it must have been mind blowing for him!

I laid on top of me for a while..then asked if I was ok and proceeded to remove the hood. I was so sweaty and I know he loves the way I look when hes just used and abused me as I emerge from the hood.

Then he rubbed his fingers on my slippery wet cum filled cunt and placed them to my mouth, feeding me our cum juice. Back and forth from my mouth then to his own. We licked and sucked them dry!
Cum had leaked on the pillow under my ass, and he showed it to me, and said "lick". Which I eagerly did with a huge smile on my face.

By that time we were both spent, and fell asleep in each others arms.
It was a fantastic Thursday....maybe not a huge suspension bondage day, but next time will try doing the suspension cuffs last.

Unfortunately the camera battery was dead and we didn't get to take any pictures.
(note to self, buy more than one next time!)

COME ON SPRING-We've got a barn to break in!

Thanks for letting us share our adventures with you

Be Well- Wendy

total sensory deprivation experience

J3 and I love hoods! All kinds! leather latex and the like.
I so enjoy the feeling when he is putting the hood on. He takes away my sight, but my other senses like touch are enlightened.

I love the loss of control, I love that he so enjoys using me this way.

Yesterday started out like any other day...we woke, he went for coffee while I puttered around on the computer. He said we were going to have an us day and he wanted me to dress for him.

So while he was out getting coffee I dressed in the new latex pants and top. with the black corset top and white and black pvc latex skirt.
When he returned, we had a small breakfast snack, and then he retrieved the camera.
"Stand by the slider so I can get a picture of you in the snow" he said.
I did one better and went out into the snow.
Latex is not a good heat insulator at all!

Then he took my hand and walked me into our bedroom.

Kissing me and asking if I wanted the padded hood.
Of course I said yes.

When he pulls the hood down over my face, I immediately soar to that place that only he can take me. My sense of touch is so sensitive. My hearing is impaired, so I have to listen much closer. And because I cant see, it makes everything he does to me a surprise. There is only one small hole to breath and knowing that he can cover that hole and my breath is controlled as well is such an amazing feeling!

He used the magic wand on my cunt for what seemed to be an hour, (I am sure it wasn't) and teased and tortured me. Using me for his amusement.
I could hear the camera snapping pictures, But I didn't care. I was in subspace floating ...soaring away, with him holding the reins.

I so enjoy and cherish the times we get to share our fetishes together. Its pretty rare and always FANTASTIC!

I think the pictures turned out pretty good! You can see a couple in the previous post.
And J3 said that we are going to try and have at least one "us" day a week.
So hopefully will have more to share in the near future.

Thanks for reading our blog.
We do enjoy sharing this part of our lives with people, because most of the folks we know, wouldn't understand.


Be Well-Wendy

Would he?

Would you love to see me scared to admit that what I want, most would run away from? I already know enough about us to know that this is true. We are far removed from the "most." And so we will spend much more time walking along the edge. We are square pegs, but we fit so well in our world.

When things get too much for me to take, I sexily create a bratty image, this itself gives me a passport to the even darker-side of our fetish-life,the dark side of your mind.

If I am challenging, will you accept? If I want breaking - Will you bring me to the edge and soar with me? And in accepting your challenge will you be able to take what you have asked for?

Zipping my head into an ultra-tight and restrictive hood, breath hard to find, posture collar gently crushing my breath more, the catsuit hugging my body as the wrist and ankle cuffs stop any other movement.

I would be more than taken, I am within your whole world of use.
If you want to see me viciously bound in rope and my head, tightly surrounded with rubber, my mouth ball gagged tightly, I will obey and oblige. With your senses tweaked or restricted, your movements limited by the tightness of the straps, how will you feel when allowed to go where you have only imagined? Are you apprehensive about where your mind will take you when all other input is gone? What will you feel as I silently stand above you and you can't tell if I am there? What will you do when I softly stroke your body after you have escaped into the inner regions of your mind?

I would never deny you, never say no...You own me. Lock me away, use me, it's for your enjoyment.

My enjoyment comes from pushing you. Both of our dreams meet and consume us.

Forever and ever.

My fate awaits your hands.

Happy Birthday Baby!!!

It's that age old question... What do you get your love for their birthday? I threw out some clues that it was a hat with a veil, knowing of course that she wouldn't believe that at all. Elaborating on how it had fine imported lace and a broad brim, yeah right. She knew it was headwear of some sort because we did some measuring a couple months earlier for an eBay item that we didn't win. Bet she will look great in a veil and hat, but thats for another time and better photographic skills.

The "toy cart" was out of the closet and near the bed when I got upstairs, how thoughtful of her. Happy Birthday kisses and caresses for her and then I placed the white gift bag with the cat drawing on it on the dresser. I made it a point to not hand it to her right away. More kisses and a few pinches followed while she was looking over at the bag with its black tissue paper fluffed out of the top. "Sit down on the bed, your legs over the edge."

After some guidance to where things were in the carts drawers I picked the leather wrist and ankle cuffs and put them on her. "Too tight?" "No, thats good" as we turned them on her wrists and ankles to make sure that they were just tight enough but not going to cause problems.

She kept looking over at the gift sack and I walked over, got it and handed it to her. I watched her expression closely as she reached past the tissue paper and touched the rubber. She gave a combination look of "Oh My God!" and "Hell yes!" as she lifted it out of the sack. "It's so soft..." as she slowly turned it around in her hands and looked at the details of the hood. While she was checking out the details I went back to the cart and got out some chains and snaps. (Great job on organizing the cart baby). "Look at that gag!!!" I reached over, closed the valve on the pump ball and gave it a couple slow squeezes. And in a derivation of the advertisement, "Watching her expression while the penis gag got bigger... Priceless."

I clipped the chains to the wrist cuffs and then attached them to the ankle cuffs. "Lay back on the bed.... how does that feel?" She was on her back with her knees up and feet on the bed pulled up enough to be semi-comfortable when the chains were tawt. Just enough slack so she would be able to move but still knowing that she was restrained for our pleasure. It was also obvious that she was getting into her mind shift mode. Little tip offs... her breathing got slower and deeper, her voice dropped about one half an octave, and her eyes gave me the gaze of fire within.

"Sit up." I went behind her but first kissed her slowly on the lips while I took the hood out of her hands. "You OK?" She answered with a slow "Yesss." Another tip off. Holding open the back of the hood I positioned it over her face while she fine tuned the locating of the gag between her lips. When she stopped moving her head I asked again if things were OK. What an exciting sound, that muffled "uhh huhh." We both worked together to start getting the hood pulled back and zipped. While the zip has a hair protector, my slut has a lot of hair and it is as thick as rope. Part of the fun was zipping the hood closed, an inch or two at a time and then pulling and smoothing the latex over her head. She didn't say much during the zipping but when I ran my fingers over her smooth latex covered head she pushed back against them and gave a long "Mmmmmmmmm."

The zip was finally closed and placing my hand on her head, I got up and went around to take a look. My beautiful slut had been transformed into my faceless toy. My object. A sight of glossy black tightness from the neck up. I should mention that she could see out of the large black lenses but I could not see in. And although she could make sounds, the gag, yet to be pumped up, made speech impossible. Another thing that would make speech difficult to understand even without the gag is the rebreather bag. It creates an effect that seems (at least to me) to not only amplify the sounds of her breathing but also how she is doing in the hood and in the playtime in general.

I was somewhat busy Monday and was unable to do the "take pics for the blog" thing. Considering the way she, and I, reacted to the hood experience I would expect a replay very soon and with camera in hand. In the mean time here is one of the hood. You can find this hood and others from this artisan on eBay. Very fine piece of work. Highly recommended. Check out his feedback score.

I'll let Wendy take over and write some things about what she thought of the day. Maybe she will even explain her incomprehensible phrase that turned out to be...

"Take the comforter off the bed!!!"

What a Birthday it was!!
Many rubber fetishists are mad about breath reduction in some way, and I am no exception! I love when J3 controls my breathing. – I love when he makes breathing more difficult by masks or his hands. To my surprise he bought us a latex gas mask for my birthday present. Not a hat with a veil like he had been teasing me about.I sort of knew it wasn't a hat lol. He arrived with a cute little black and white bag in his hand exclaiming "Happy Birthday Baby" It was so adorable,with a kitty on the bag with black tissue paper popping out.

I could only imagine what was inside! He set it on the dresser and went to the toy chest and asked which drawer the wrist cuffs were in. I told him that the three drawers were organized from top to bottom. He smiled and told me to sit on the bed. He handed me the bag as he continued to sort though the toys and cuffs. I slowly removed all of the soft black tissue paper. When I saw the smooth shiny latex I sighed. It was the latex gas mask hood we had been out bid on when we were on e-bay bidding. I smoothed my hands over it. It was the softest latex Ive ever felt, I thought to myself "how wonderful it is going to feel and how much I would love to be covered completely in this substance"....but that is saved for later next year. There was also a small bag of rope inside the bag! hmmm he must have plans to tie me up!! hooray!

I smiled as I looked inside the hood, an inflatable penis type gag! J3 handed me the instructions. "Instructions?" I thought to myself "wow...how hard can it be." It just explained that when the air tube was closed the re -breather bag would kick in. COOL! What a fantastic present! Something we both had wanted for a long time now.

He returned to the toy cart retrieving the ankle and wrist cuffs. I was still sitting on the bed as he climbed up on our bed and began putting the cuffs on my wrists and ankles. Also asking "is that ok" or"too tight" I was beaming, smiling from ear to ear! Of course my answers were yes and no they are not too tight because he knows how to perfectly put them on me.

He then clicked a link between my ankles and wrists so they were chained together, and I could move but still felt bound. I guess the rope was for another time. He laid me back told me to spread my legs, I did as I sighed knowing he was going to torture me until I got to he edge. The good kind of torture, He then began kissing and caressing me asking "You want to put it on?" "Yesss" I said. We had tried it on for a minute but my hair was to bulky so I had him take a stocking that i cut the foot out of too smooth over my head. That worked , but even better still was a latex hood we had from www.twistmyrubberarm.com arm and that was perfect.

I pulled my hair back and eased into the latex hood, but it was too big so I asked him to cut the face away. He did and was much easier for him to zip me into the gas mask this way. I pushed the gag in my mouth as he slid the mask over my head. I rubbed my hands over my head and felt the smooth latex. I was drooling!It felt wonderful! I felt so sexy, like his slut...his whore.

I loved the way it felt and how encased I was. The lenses were a sun glass color that I could see out of, but black on the outside so J3 couldn't see my eyes and I could for a few moments , see my lovers smile. But my breaths quickly fogged the lenses and all I could make out were shadows.
I felt the gag expand in my mouth he was pumping it up then releasing it, teasing and toying with his slut. I felt him push me back as his fingers began exploring my pussy. I was wet already, and I felt a smack on my hot cunt then his lips pressed against me. His tongue darting around my clit, tickling me into bucking my hips against his touches. He sucked my lips and clit hard and harder still. I could have came at that moment! I held back for him.

He continued to slap and suck alternating from his mouth to his hand. I felt small smacks on my tits and tugs at my nipples, I was in heaven. I love when he teases my nipples and smacks them so hard that for a moment I think its too hard and then the slow tugging with his mouth reminds me that I love it so.

At one point he said all he was doing was licking my nipples softly, but after he had smacked my pussy so hard it was just enough to send me over the edge. I was freaking, I think I pulled the re breather gag off trying to get out of the hood. The fresh air was so wonderful. I had wanted to feel this way for so long. He had wanted to take me to this place for so long. And here we were, enjoying all of the sensations the new mask had brought.This was one of the best birthdays I could have imagined. He knows me...he knows my body and my mind. He captivates my soul. He knew I would love the new hood and I certainly did!

So after we laid there and talked a while I asked him to put it back on. This time his teasing had me on the edge peering over. I wanted to cum so badly. But I remembered that we hadn't pulled the comforter back and I usually gush when he lets me cum so I was asking him to take the comforter down off the bed. I didn't want to get it wet. Its my favorite heavy comforter and the nights have been getting colder so I wanted to take it off the bed.

He couldn't understand me through the gag. So I stopped. Looked at him and pointed to the comforter and then the floor. He knew what I meant and we removed it from the bed. Both of us giggling because he couldn't understand my voice, but he new exactly what I meant when I pointed.
He then continued his dance, his tongue all over my nipples as his hand assaulted my cunt. I was so ready to cum and when he said "Cum for me my whore" I exploded into and orgasm that seemed to trail on forever.

My body trembling and my moans escaping the hood. he slowly removed the hood and my moans continued sing to into his mouth that now covered mine. I think his good loving wore me out because I collapsed into his arms thanking him for the present and I just kept saying "more please"..which is what I wanted, but he knows me so well he knew that after having the hood on and off three times and cumming over and over that I couldn't take anymore at that point. So he just held me stroking my hair until I came down. I was happily spent feeling so loved and adored.
His crooked smile made my heart melt. I was so pleased as was he, to have enjoyed using his slut making her into his rubber object. He knew I just needed to be held, which is what he did for most of the afternoon.

Thank you Master for such a wonderful Birthday!
I love you more than words will ever say.



Thanks for letting me share my birthday tale with you all.

Be Well-Wendy

My Lover....

My lover is so evil.

If you've ever read our blog, you know we love to take naps. Our naps are fantastic when we sleep, but even more terrific when we play!

It was just a lazy sort of feeling day. So J3 asked" Do you want to take a nap and cuddle?" and of course I said "Yes!" So we climbed into the bed and got comfortable. I love lying face to face with him our legs intertwined. I truly love in falling asleep in his arms. I love it even more when he awakens me with his lips softly pressing on my cheek, moving to my mouth and slowly sliding his tongue over my lips.

He loves to tease me so! I was just awaking from our nap when I felt his fingers sliding through my hair as they slowly tightened and pulled. I sighed. His mouth moved down towards my naked tits and he licked and began to suck. I could only watch as he latched onto my hardened nipple. Oh how I enjoy when he plays with my breasts, I could cum just from his suckling.

His words whispered in a questioning voice “My slut, my whore, my bitch, my fuck toy, my puppy, my slave? I repeated the words and yes to each one. If you are a speed reader, slow your tempo down as I do when I call her those wonderful names.

My slit was soaking and I opened my legs wide; his hand dived towards my slit only to tease with small flutters of his fingers. I thrust towards them wanting to feel them deep inside me, but he only tormented me with his teasing, not following my begging hips.

He began placing his hand over my mouth asking “Like this?” as he covered my lips and held his hand firmly as to prevent me from taking breaths. I struggled shaking my head back and forth saying “No” as he continued to hold his hand over my mouth. I love when he controls my breathing. He held his hand over my mouth, but my nose was not covered and he said "Oh look at you! You can breathe ...breathe!" I struggled to take small sips of air through my nose. and I could , but I still enjoyed him holding me in his grasp, taking me and using me for his enjoyment. I know how much he loves seeing me struggle under his control.

He slid his hand down to my neck and slowly began to squeeze, again controlling my breath. Not too hard, but enough to allow me to struggle and beg him with my eyes to stop. He didn’t. Not until he thought it was enough. Small slaps to my face as he said “You’re mine” “My bitch” “My Whore”.

I felt his hand slide back towards my cunt, my hips still thrusting towards him. I wanted him to tease my clit and feel his fingers grabbing my pussy lips and pulling….hard and even harder still dipping into my honey and spreading my cunt juice on my clit.

He only teased and twirled his fingers lightly bringing me closer and closer to cumming, he didn’t allow me to get there yet. And he didn't touch my cunt hole as I wanted him to.

I felt his hand slide down to his cock, I could feel him stroking himself as I watched him bring his fingers to his mouth taking some spit, and then stroking himself again. His hand moved up to my face and he rubbed his spit and pre-cum all over my face. My tongue darting out to taste. He forced his hand into my mouth as I hungrily sucked his fingers. Forcing his hand into my mouth deeper still asking "Like this?" All I could do is moan beneath his hand that was almost all the way in my mouth. He forced it deeper still almost choking me and I loved it. My pussy tingling, hips rocking back and forth on his knee. I wanted so badly to feel his mouth on my cunt. But he only toyed with my clit. Teasing and tugging my wetness and then reaching up to smack my tits. Alternating, teasing my cunt and smacking my face then biting and tugging on my nipples.It was torture, I wanted to cum so badly!

Moving sideways so I could reach his cock I began to pleasure him with my hand, teasing the heated shaft from its hiding place. I licked my lips as my fingers pulled his cock back and forth; I bent my head down towards his dick and licked, sucking on his shaft. I was rewarded with a spurt of juice on my tongue.

He continued to twist and tug at my pussy, slapping it lightly and then harder and then lightly. It drives me crazy when he slaps his cunt like that! I was getting closer and closer to cumming as he smacked my face again. Pulling my hair back as I moaned into his mouth which totally covered mine.

He pulled back and asked "Show you off? Show everyone what a wonderful slut I have? What a perfect whore I own?" I nooded my head...as I whispered "yes"

This is pretty hard for me to admit, but I know I would feel so swollen with pride to have him show me off as his. However, its taking me along time to say yes because of the poor self esteem issues that I have, but now I am getting used to the idea because I know he wants to do this and it would please him. I also am beginning to realize I am beautiful, beautiful to him....and for me thats all that matters.

Thats one hell of a paragraph. Lets dissect it just a bit and see whats going on. It must be that just as I want to show you off and be pleased by you as my whore, bitch, puppy, rubber slut, paintoy, etc... you have to be as pleased and happy in showing your self as much as I will be to show you. Its a balance thing. We will do this when we both want to. Only then will we both be pleased, proud... and humble. We have time... I still have to order the pedestal for you. You wanted the Doric style, correct? Oh!!! and by the way, you are one beautiful woman Wendy.

Exit stage left...I have to run for now...Life is calling. I will write more when I get some free time

Be Well-wendy