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Vegas Show'Girls'?

Fri, 03 Sep 2010 21:16:48 +0000

In reply to this question on a travel site:
Are there any of the traditional Vegas-style Showgirl productions without topless dancers? If so, can anyone recommend some? Thanks.

'Patrick' replied
There are a number of showgirl revues which are all really men -- so I doubt if those are topless.

Now, I've heard this story before but I've always thought it was an urban legend, that unable to find enough tall, skinny women to fill the chorus line producers sometimes employ men (I've seen the trope referenced in several television shows and movies).

Anyone have any real-life evidence either way?

Pull back their hair, slap on enough makeup and I'm pretty sure a lot of guys could look pretty androgynous. For example, so far as I know these are all genetic women but remove their collars...

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new, inexperienced and eager

Fri, 03 Sep 2010 00:28:39 +0000

Hi all, I have been into sb, cd and various other fetish's for some time now, but i have only recently started to communicate with other people within this lifestyle. I feels soooooo gud to be able to talk to other people, Finally!!!! I guess i'm here as i have been looking for somewhere to talk and learn ideas and techniques. i have had a look round your site and it is stupendous! I'm still young at 26 and am a bit nervous so any advice or ideas on what i do next would be great, maybe even some private humiliation or task to get me used to it. I have included some pictures to get me out of my comfort zone, it's my first time attempting to photograph myself whilst in sb, so i apologise for the crudeness.
it good to be here
cindy x

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Race Queens.

Thu, 02 Sep 2010 21:50:12 +0000

Lots more can follow if they're popular...

We had Indian music, now...

Thu, 02 Sep 2010 21:09:33 +0000

let me give you

Bosnian Kolo

in three steps

Recently, I found out a bit more about a flute that my parents bought long time ago. It is called a Dvojnice (dwoy-nee-tse) and here is a master of playing it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3R8w9E22FFQ

Well, it was amazing to see this little flute in action, I could hardly believe that mine could do the same in the right mouth.

Looking on, I found pretty cool traditional dance music from Bosnia:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A3l_wZRu7lc

The music has quite an effect on the listener after a while, must be so much stronger on the dancers!
Years ago, I had danced to similar music in a restaurant in Moscow, it was great fun.

Btw., Bosnian girls are really cute!

From there to electronics:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=adKtG7Qgq...re=related

PS: I had found a much better movie on Bosnian Kolo House, but no idea where it was, here it is:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IY7M81QPV...re=related (just a still though)

Latex encasement on top of latex encasement

Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:26:52 +0000

Was trying to find a photo of a 3-D vacuum bondage arrangement and found this beauty!

Sorry - still can't get the hang of embedding a video - over to you Ra!

Anyhow - looks so sexy and, though almost impractical and very risky, stimulates thoughts of a fun self-bondage scenario

MJ

MJ-SB04/2010 Quick Kneeling Tie

Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:20:03 +0000

MJ-SB04/2010 Quick Kneeling Tie

Equipment:
Leg Avenue long sleeved body stocking (Nude - Plus size)
Black lycra body
Black Aristoc 40den pantyhose
2 pairs Tan 20den pantyhose
7 Tan 15den knee-highs
High-heeled ankle boots
Large butt-plug
Condom
50mm ball (for gag)
Rope
Nipple clamps
Mains powered massager
Digital timer

Sorry - no pictures (again!) so a very looooong re-telling of my experience

The session:
Let me be honest here; I was getting desperate for some SB fun and with the cancelation of my planned 3 days ‘home alone’ I was looking for any opportunity to play. So, when the chance for a guaranteed clear hour alone presented itself I jumped at the chance – even though it would be a quick session.

I’d already decided that any form of delayed release that involved waiting for ice to melt was not appropriate – too many risks and too short a time-frame if anything went wrong. So my release was going to be a simple struggle to undo knots and such. However, I did want to add ‘something’ to the session and decided that a little risk and discomfort would be nice to spice things up.

The butt-pug went in first – I must have been excited because even though it had been a long time (too long) the biggest plug I have slid in quite easily… nice!

Dressing was as usual with the addition of the Aristoc pantyhose as a ‘base layer’ – these have a small cotton gusset, which I have removed to allow my condom and knee-high covered cock and balls to pass through. This creates a more ‘encased’ feeling that I really enjoy, and also allows me more options with my SB set up if desired (binding of cock and/or balls is easier).

I had planned my bondage to involve kneeling in a half-ball tie position (ankles tied to thighs) and ‘forced’ to bend forwards, which would hopefully result in my wrists (bound behind my back) being cinched tighter. My bending forwards and the price for my release would be controlled by nipple clamps, which would be tied off to a fixed point in front of my body. The idea behind the whole scenario was that I could stay comfortably bound, leaning forward, for as long as I wished, but freedom would come at the price of sitting upright and pulling on my clamped nipples. Added to that, a massager/vibrator would switch on-off teasing me for half an hour or longer before I could finally cum and, inevitably after that, seek my freedom.

Everything was set up and near to hand with the addition of the mains massager, which was already plugged into the timer and set to start in 10 minutes. My programming on the timer was a sequence of short ‘on’ and longer ‘off’ that varied in frequency and would ‘tease’ me without bring me to climax, and then culminate in a set of longer ‘on’ and shorter ‘off’ settings that should result in a satisfying conclusion to the session. For anyone who might wish to try this for themselves, my usual timing settings (for an 8 cycle option timer) are as follows:

On 1min - off 5min, On 1min - off 5min, On 1min - off 5min, On 1min - off 5min, On 1min - off 5min, On 1min - off 1min, On 2min - off 1min, On 3min - off.

This allows for a minimum 38min from the start of the first vibration cycle to the end of the last. This was ideal for my planned short session, but is easily configurable for longer duration sessions if desired. Experience has taught me that 1min is just long enough to get me ‘interested’ but, usually, not take me over the edge.
The head of the massager was tucked inside the lycra body, so that it rested only against the shaft of my cock – which was the most comfortable location when I was kneeling.

Now I needed to get a move on and complete my bondage before the timer started its first cycle.

I lashed my ankles together with the rope; 3 times around, then diagonally down and around the instep of my boots, twice, and back up to be cinched tight. One of the reasons I love wearing these boots is because I can tie the entirety of my feet together so tightly – which adds to my feelings of helplessness and, to me, is very sexy indeed.

Kneeling in position, ass pushing down onto my heels, I used more rope to secure myself further. Wrapping another 3 full turns around both my ankles and thighs, I cinched these tightly together by passing the rope twice around the ankle to thigh rope and pulling (very!) tightly upwards between my ass cheeks (nicely stimulating me at the same time) and finally tying it off around my waist. Is it just me, or do others find the sensation of a tight waist rope quite pleasant? Something about the way the rope compresses my stomach causes a very enjoyable feeling to flow through my body – I often wonder about purchasing a waist corset to further explore this area, maybe in the future…

Pausing only to add a short length of rope, looped around my ankle cinch, with a slip-knot at one end, which was left tucked into the waist rope for safe keeping, I moved onwards towards my final bondage.

I experimented with my position; envisaging what may happen if I tipped sideways (I’d positioned myself well away from walls and furniture to avoid any risk of smashing my skull on something should I accidently topple over!) and how helpless I really was. Two things immediately struck me:
Firstly, that this was a very strict tie indeed. I had not really played around with this scenario before and the effects of binding both ankles together and then combining them with my thighs into a single immobile mass was startling to say the least – I really was helplessly stuck with very limited movement of my legs.
And secondly, I was very aware that if ever I did topple over to one side or the other I would, without the use of my hands and arms, be really stuck. Even in a hog-tie, or at least the ones I’ve managed to achieve, I have always been able to move my body across the bed/floor and quite quickly achieve either escape or stimulation (or both). If I had added a chest/upper arm rope and wrist bindings to the ankles/thigh bondage I would be very, very, helpless indeed – possibly with a real risk of becoming truly stuck. I recall experiencing a shiver of excitement at the thought…

Speed was now of the utmost importance for the completion of my bondage. The clock was running on the first vibration cycle and I needed to be in position.

Checking all my remaining bits and pieces where easily within reach I pulled a knee-high down over my head, pushed the ball into my mouth (forcing the nylon inside) and then a second knee-high over that, securing the gag in place and encasing my head in nylon. Next I applied the nipple clamps. These are of the ‘clover’ type, whereby the harder you pull them the tighter they pinch closed. This is exactly what I wanted in order to create my predicament – so when I was bent forwards (head down) the clamps would be almost comfortable (through layers of nylon and lycra) and provide gentle stimulation, but when I sat upright they would pull tight against their retaining, slightly stretchy, cords (tied off well out of reach) and begin to bite. The stretchy cords are actually the ‘handles’ from two old carrier bags – isn’t recycling for sex toys fun? Self-bondage should be officially classed as environmentally friendly! ). They allowed movement without inflicting instant pain, but really pulled tight and hard if I moved too much.

I reached for a further 4 knee-highs and the final rope wrist coil, pulling 2 knee-highs over each hand and arm to add both a final encasement and to limit my finger movements (and, ultimately my chance of freedom)with in their nylon mittens.

Breathing deeply I calmed myself for the final stage; when ready, with the wrist coil held in one hand, I slowly sat more upright and the clamps started doing their thing, stinging me with a hard bite on each nipple. Hurriedly, wishing the discomfort to stop, I reached behind me and with my free hand grasped the slip-knot loop, then worked it free from the waist rope and slipped the loop up over my wrist, high up towards my elbow. Snorting through my nose and whimpering softly into the ball gag (I did yelp at one point as I twisted and tugged on one clamped nipple quite hard), I wriggled my wrists into the rope coils. This was in the manner of a box tie – wrists horizontal and each hand pointing towards the opposite elbow. Happy all was ok I then twisted my wrists to a vertical position, tightening the coils and trapping myself in a ‘figure of eight’ type bondage. I manipulated the slip-knot down my right arm and over the twisted rope between my wrists – now for the tricky bit.

With my bound wrists touching the heels of my boots I reached back until I found the free end of the slip-knot rope, which you may recall was looped around my ankle cinch rope. All the time I was doing this the clamps where, none too gently, reminding me of the price I had to pay to sit upright. With the free end in my nylon encased fingers I pulled and tugged it as tight as I could, causing the slip-knot to cinch around the wrist coil. When satisfied I couldn’t tighten it further I proceeded to loop the free end over the wrist rope, behind my waist rope and then tie it off using multiple hitch knots (I think 8 in total) before I could no longer tie any.

At last I could lean forward and relieve the bite of those clamps, but the effort pulled the wrist rope and its tether snug, trapping my bound wrists hard against my ass. I was in self bondage… at long last.

As always I revelled in the moment of helplessness. By my own hand I was nylon and lycra encased, my ass stuffed with silicon, my mouth gagged, my nipples clamped and tethered, and my body strictly bound in place. Oh how I wished I could have recorded the scene (the price for time alone was the use of our camera by the GF, though I doubt she would never have guessed what I’d have used it for had she left it at home), it felt incredibly sexy and even thinking about it now is causing me to become aroused.

Suddenly the massager started me from my day-dreams. Somewhat unexpectedly my earlier arousal had diminished and the first 1min cycle wasn’t enough to fully re-inflate my cock. In reality this was exactly what I wanted to happen – mild stimulation only, not too much, not just yet…

Whilst I knelt there (nearly) helplessly bound and gagged, waiting for my penultimate torment to continue in its next cycle, I began to fantasise.

My position almost demanded replacing the plug with a long dildo; I imagined that the constant pressure of my predicament would slowly, inexorably, force the dildo deeper and deeper into my helpless body. I daydreamed about my futile attempts to gain stimulation from the intruder in my ass, but being so tightly bound that all I felt was frustration.

Then I thought about how I could be forced to deep-throat a second dildo (I blame Ra for this fantasy – it all started when he painted such an erotic picture of his known experiences), the only way to gain respite from my clamps would be to bend forwards and swallow down the dildo, lessening the elastic tension that pinched and pulled on my nipples. I can’t deep throat like Ra (but am getting better), so I imagined how desperate I would become and how gagging on the dildo’s length would cause drool to drip from my mouth onto my nylon clad legs. My mind ran riot with images of finally being able to swallow the whole length of silicon, so deeply that I couldn’t breathe and had to endure the tug of the clamps whilst I gasped for breath – dark fantasy indeed!

Again I was interrupted by the powerful surge of the massager, more insistent this time due to my aroused state. So close this time that I had to distract myself with thoughts of an utterly non-sexual nature (mowing the lawn!) to prevent myself from climaxing. I wish I could set it for less than 1min ‘on’ – it’s about 5 seconds too long for 'safety'.

I knew there would be 5 minutes of respite, so somewhat perversely spent that time trying to turn myself off (more mowing the lawn, washing dishes, work – the latter did the trick… almost too well!)
Another minute of torment passed without incident – my almost flaccid cock refusing to respond. As I sat, virtually motionless, a further cycle was completed with the massager proving to be more of a ‘tickle’ than a stimulation (hmm… no surprise that work really does damper my ardour).
I was feeling so ‘un-sexy’ at that time that I began to notice a few developments in my self-bondage situation.

What I hadn’t expected was that the effect of bending forwards, to relieve the clamps on my nipples, increased the tension on my wrist ropes and pulled my shoulders backwards. Initially this had been exciting and brought a whole new sensation to my predicament – however, as time wore on the tension was more uncomfortable than pleasurable. I managed to alleviate it to a degree by sliding my lower arms outwards slightly, but this, in turn, became nearly as uncomfortable as my shoulders had been. (I’ve since tried this position, un-bound, in an attempt to figure out why it caused me a problem – my conclusion is that I hadn’t properly ‘warmed-up’ and stretched before I began… hopefully lesson learnt)

Finally I had to do something to ease the muscles and, drawing a deep breath, I slowly straightened my back into an upright position. My nipples must have become numb, because at first there was only a sensation of pulling (not unpleasant at all) as the elasticity in the cord connecting the clamps cushioned the tightening effects of my body movement. I was comfortable again and flexed my shoulders as much as I could to ease the tension within them. My wrists felt fine, even comfortable, and my legs also seemed to be ok with no indication of numbness or cramp, which had been a slight worry before I started.
With the discomfort in my shoulders removed I returned to my fantasising;

I envisaged myself bound in the same position, but with wrists padlocked in cuffs, not rope. A set-up of pulleys, weights and containers that had been arranged around me in such a manner that my freedom would only be achieved by sucking the fluid out of a container, that would allow my keys to descend into my waiting, bound, hands. However, there would be a double price to pay for my escape. The fluid would be something drinkable, but unpleasant (perversely I imagined a salty viscous mixture, emulating cum – a combination of ‘yuck’ and eroticism in my fantasy fuelled mind) and would be achieved through a hollow dildo or similar mouth filling plug. The descent of the keys would be balanced by an increased weight on my nipple clamps, combining the horrid taste with physical discomfort – sadistically driving me to swallow more quickly in order to be free from both cuffs and clamps. Next I replaced the idea of clamps with an enema release; somewhere, connected either to the descending keys or to the rising (as it emptied) liquid container would be an enema release mechanism. At a point well before I could reach the keys an enema would be released into my bound body. Once again I would be driven to drink the foul fluid as quickly as possible to gain my freedom.

The sudden re-starting of the massager was a very welcome interruption to my musings and, as it ran through yet another cycle, my arousal, already high, was further increased. I confess to desperately seeking stimulation to take me over the edge. I tried tugging on the cinch rope that was tied off around my waist, seeking to somehow manipulate the butt plug in my ass. When this failed I sought the only other stimulation of an erogenous zone within my control and almost desperately began to work on my tethered and clamped nipples. The numbness that had existed was replaced by a pulsing ache that, in my heightened state of sexual excitement was not unpleasant. I realised that I was sweating profusely with the effort of seeking stimulation whilst maintaining my balance – my efforts where almost frantic and my heels began to dig into my ass as I rhythmically moved my body back and forth. I was making soft grunting noises through the gag and drawing air noisily through my nylon covered nostrils; I was almost lost in a pre-orgasmic frenzy.

Too soon the timer cut power away from my electrical torment, leaving me on the brink… very nearly too far to stop. I halted my motion, not wishing to cum, not yet, not wanting to lose that erotic moment that exists between the height of arousal and physical climax. Now I didn’t want to cum, but was so close I might not be able to stop it. The ache in my clamped nipples helped, becoming less erotic and more painful as my lust slowly abated – my almost painful erection (un-noticed in my lust crazed moments), crushing itself against both its nylon prison and hard massage head, relaxing into a less solid state.

Ahh… I had lost count of the cycles – the massager kicked in once more, having only rested for the briefest of 60 seconds, now running on a longer cycle.

Amazingly, before I had even achieved full erection, I came – a long, shuddering, ejaculation, so intense and prolonged that I momentarily thought I might even be urinating… but, lost in the moment, I didn’t care.
Finally, with the massager still running, I was spent and exhausted.

As always, and I think this is true for both men and women, the immediate post orgasm period of warm delight was all to quickly replaced by cold reality. My nipples hurt like hell, my toes had been crunched up in their boots by my movements and cramp was threatening my legs – I had to be free, urgently.

I know the struggle to undo my bondage took some time, as the final cycle (too late to achieve its intended aim – but interestingly pleasant) had completed before I managed to free my bound hands, and I had to endure more nipple torture as I fiddled and struggled to undo so many knots around my wrists before I could finally unclamp my nipples and release my bound legs.

What went well?
The position was surprisingly comfortable for a short session - more work needed to see if longer sessions could be achieved.
I personally love the ‘stay bound or suffer’ element, which is a development in my SB that has only really come to the fore in the last few years.
The massager is a bonus that, for me at least, helps retain my sexual ‘interest’ during a session
My ultimate climax was one of the most intense I’ve ever experienced during a SB session (and it was all cum and nothing more when I checked), I think as result of the combination of plug and the position I was bound in, pushing it against my prostrate.
The ‘lots of knots’ approach to delaying freedom was effective, especially for a short session, when combined with the ‘stay bound or suffer’ scenario.

What could be improved?
Rope around my upper body – I absolutely wanted that extra bondage of my arms and chest as I was fantasising; but, looking back, I know I need to ensure my safety should I tumble sideways.
Forced drinking to be free is a ‘must try’ for me now – every time is think about it I get excited at the prospect and though I don’t have the equipment, nor an immediate opportunity, it will be attempted sooner rather than later. Plus it allows me to have a less painful release mechanism for days when I’m not in the ‘mood’ for that particular experience.
The massager and timer combination have raised an interesting option for the future and a longer SB session – right at the end of this session, as I struggled to free myself, the massager cut in for its final cycle. Despite my distraction, discomfort and recent climax, I did feel the initial stirring of renewed interest between my legs. Now I find myself wondering if, in much longer session (say 2-4hrs?), I might be able to use a daisy chain of timers (I have 4 – so the possibilities are extensive) to attempt a second orgasm (or more!) during a session – something I’ve never achieved. The more I ponder this, the more it appeals to me. One of my biggest problems with prolonged SB (apart from finding the time to do it!) is how to retain an element of excitement in what I’m doing. The thought of a series of ‘forced orgasms’ throughout a longer period of helplessness starts to excite me in a manner I’ve not experienced for some time. Instead of a predictable period of comfortable bondage, I could introduce a less controlled element. I think that I would need to be blindfolded/masked or in some way unable to know how much time has passed, making it impossible to predict when anything might happen. I would need to programme the timer/timers – this would take away some unpredictability, though not all. I would, obviously, know what I had programmed into the timer(s) and so could, if I remembered, know what cycle sequence I was in, but importantly not exactly when it would start. Interestingly my timers have a ‘random’ option, which I think invokes the programmed on-off cycles in an order different to the 1, 2, 3, - 8 they normally follow. If this works (and I’m not sure quite how it will with the programming I use) then I really would be at the mercy of the system! (I’ve got one on the desk in-front of me to test this out – I’m almost being scientific in my approach!). Now, the obvious question is not ‘would it work, but rather ‘will it work for me’ – will the sensations be pleasurable or become a torment? A worrying thought is that after an initial pleasurable cycle I might find myself literally stuck in another cycle or cycles of less desirable torment (tickling could be the least of it!) – Further (s)experimentation is required.

Well – there you go, another real session reported, more fun had and a great experience enjoyed.

I apologise again if my retelling is overlong and maybe, just a little, self indulgent – but I find relating my experiences to be both cathartic and fun, so please forgive me my brief moments of happiness if you will.

I hope this inspires or stimulates you – comments are as always most welcome

Have fun - Play safe

MJ

shiny pantyhose for tall guy

Wed, 01 Sep 2010 03:53:46 +0000

i was hoping somebody could enlighten me on manufacturers of shiny pantyhose that would fit somebody 6'2" tall (me) of average build. so far the only ones i've found are danskin 3x size. these are great i can pull them up to my chest and pull them between my cheeks for the great feeling of a thong leotard. that would be ideal for other brands. i've only found danskin colors of toast and black. the toast ones are great, but the black ones are pretty matte. also, danskin stopped making these shimmery tights in plus sizes so i scoured the internet until i found a supplier and bought 5 pairs. hopefully that will last for a while.

Rain Fashion etc.

Tue, 31 Aug 2010 21:43:30 +0000

There are so many fabrics besides latex and lycra that I find interesting, and so I would like to collect stuff here related to these fabrics.

Starting with a maker of rain fashion, that I like a lot. It is sort of vintage material, similar to the one used way back in the early 70s, much softer and heavier than todays cheapo pvc raingear for fishermen and sailors:

http://www.aprilrain.fi/2005WWWSET/ENGLI...5smock.htm

PVC-toga - random find:

http://fantasyfair-adultplaywear.com/yah...441306.JPG

chinese plastic gown:
http://www.milanoo.com/upen/v/200805/Red...1327-1.jpg

And those images from car-maker calendars, naked women except for transparent rain coats and rubber boots/gloves, washing cars etc., can't find any right now. These used to drive me mad and I still like them. Here is one, that I eventually found by chance:

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I think it is soft pvc as still used for elderly women's transparent rain hoods. I really love this material and its smell. I used to have a jacket like this, not transparent but definitely this material. It has gone astray during a panick-cleanup.

Around 1975, K-Way rain jackets were high fashion. http://i3.farfetch.com/10/03/98/25/10039...4_1000.jpg
These jackets were eventually degraded by design, no hood, or hood in the collar, billions of air vents and eventually boring high-tech fabric.

There was a special very thin fabric too, which feeled kind of oily, but was completely dry, air- and watertight. That was about 30 years ago, I have never seen anything alike since.

PS: I fully respect any form of non-abusive fetish preferences, but please, could we leave out any water-play or adult-baby fashion in this thread? Anyways, both probably deserve their own threads if there are enough people who like it (like one or two ).

Swimming or taking a bath in latex

Tue, 31 Aug 2010 15:53:48 +0000

Stories and photos related to swimming or taking a bath in latex.

There is a separate thread for pantyhose/lycra: http://www.likera.com/forum/mybb/showthread.php?tid=379

Swimming or taking a bath in pantyhose or stockings

Tue, 31 Aug 2010 15:32:54 +0000

Just what the subject says: photos or stories about swimming or taking a bath in pantyhose, stockings or even zentai.

There is a separate thread for latex: http://www.likera.com/forum/mybb/showthread.php?tid=380

me in lycra doing bodyinflation videos

Mon, 30 Aug 2010 20:01:53 +0000

this is me doing some bodytinflation in lycras, spandex and nylon.

http://www.youtube.com/user/inflatablest...2UMDGZf88E

http://www.youtube.com/user/inflatablest...ky_I7jz8uA

http://www.youtube.com/user/inflatablest...2JbYMn7RYo

http://www.youtube.com/user/inflatablest...WBBad1Lsy4

http://www.youtube.com/user/inflatablest...ZkcJX_-tCY

Inspiration (latex photos)

Mon, 30 Aug 2010 17:13:11 +0000

These images got my "creative" juices flowing!

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Streetfighter (no, really... humour me).

Sat, 28 Aug 2010 08:38:18 +0000

Some guys not only play the games but take it a bit further and crossplay (crossdress + cosplay) the female characters too. As this might well involve wearing a leotard and/or shiny tights I think it's relevant here so let's start with Chun-Li.

Yuka apologised (really) for not wearing a blue leotard between the tights and the dress:

Here's Shiiji Chihiro:

This guy used to have a Chun-Li crossplay blog but it's long dead:

This is Louann. OK, the costume doesn't include the correct tights but I couldn't really leave the pics out

I'm not sure who these are:

This isn't really crossplay but for some reason Jackie Chan played Chun-Li in a movie adaptation of the games. Pics are hard to find but here he is:

Chun-Li is also a favourite subject for futa-ising and there seem to be loads of manga on the subject. But that should be a different thread, I'll start it after I've dealt with Cammy White.

Akiho Licia crossplays Cammy:

Cammy seems a bit unloved by the crossplay community, I imagine because it takes a lot of balls (if you'll pardon the expression) to wear her costume in public. I think even most women would have second thoughts about it.

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cool site

Sat, 28 Aug 2010 03:11:36 +0000

heres a cool latex site, i especially like the latex rogue costume on page two

http://www.latexgirlshd.com/

Blogs with a lot of latex

Fri, 27 Aug 2010 19:50:00 +0000

here:

http://lady-lucie.blogspot.com/

one of my favorites:

http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofpXj3b-aPo/Sb...+ready.jpg

I like the lines, pale make-up and retro-look

Life... don't ask me about it!

Wed, 25 Aug 2010 19:26:52 +0000

What a wretched last few months it’s been!

1st off – my personal PC was infected by a virus and needed a FULL re-build from scratch to fix!

For those who like to know these things it was a version of RAMNIT – a really nasty little blighter that attached itself to a corrupted McAfee programme that was meant to protect me (think it got through the firewall via a video download). Wasted a week trying to kill it (whilst it chewed up 100Gb of memory and crushed my CPU) and battling all the other crap it let into the OS.

If I ever find the little S##T who thought it would be fun to release this onto innocent internet users I will spend a considerable amount of time (i.e. the hours it took to repair the damage) expressing my displeasure on their body with a large, nail studded, club!

All seems Ok now and have beefed up the protection once more… we will see…

Then the dreaded WORK became a near 100% of my life – all work and no play make Madjack a very sad bunny indeed. Two intense weeks of closing one project (OK, trying to!) and ramping up another left me utterly flat and exhausted.

At last I glimpsed a possible light at the end of the tunnel – a weekend of nearly being on my own. The girlfriend would be out for both days from 07:00 to 17:00 leaving me plenty of time for FUN.

However storm clouds were gathering; two weeks before the due date she started to feel ill and developed a serious chest infection. I was genuinely concerned and (not for the selfish reason of a weekend nearly home alone) rushed around trying to help her as best I could – ignoring the aches and pains I’d started to suffer (oh dear!)
Two days before the weekend she was pronounced fit and well, free to attend her seminar, but I was now fully down with a summer flu virus (yes – proper flu!).

Not only wasn’t I in a fit state to attempt any SB (an awful cough and a streaming nose are not what you want if tied up, gagged and hooded!) I also simply had no energy to even think about it.

Another missed opportunity, but I was almost past caring!

Three weeks later and I’m almost over it, but I’ve lost weight (normally a good thing, but not this time) and feel unbelievably weak – no running or cycling for another week or two, even walking leaves me soaked in sweat and feeling like I’ve just run 10k in a PB, not walked slowly to the shops and back!

Trying to stay cheerful though – reading this forum helps, as does making my own contributions.

And… that real, long, truly home alone weekend is only 23 days away (not that I’m counting) and my excitement is building. I’m constantly looking on eBay, in the local superstores and stocking the fridge with ice-cubes (really must stop that – people will start to ask questions)

Maybe life isn’t so bad after all

MJ

Hello

Wed, 25 Aug 2010 01:38:39 +0000

Hello all.
i'm new here
to experience and gain new knowledge about fetishes
hope that we will have fun in sharing
thanks again

Sleeve-Binder

Tue, 24 Aug 2010 20:00:51 +0000

Not sure if there is an official name for this device, I simply call it sleeve-binder here. The idea: A tube of cloth, latex or any strong fabric covering the arms almost up to the armpits, which (the arms) are to be held in a u-shape, just like the Japanese box tie - left hand at right elbow and vice versa. The end of the tube is secured in some way around the upper arms. Unless the material is stretchy, the arms can only be used to push things around, and the hands should be completely useless. The tube is wider in the center, so hands can get through and in position. The ends are just wide enough to pull them over the upper arm.

I am about to finish such a device, except, I have no idea yet, how to secure it for self-bondage. Straps over the shoulders would be effective but need to be manipulated somehow to get in and out. A beautiful and probably effective way would be lacing around the upper arms, but not suitable for SB at all. One other way is a strap around the upper arms, preventing the wearer from pulling the arms apart and getting out of the tube. There is still the option to grab the material and pull it down off the upper arm, but probably not over the hand at the elbow, as this would require a wider opening (I think).

It won't be easy to put this tube on alone, but we shall see. I have to stitch another 20 cm and then I will try.

to be continued...

Plans and Planning (MJ-SB?)

Tue, 24 Aug 2010 15:26:37 +0000

Plans and Planning

Oh happy days!

At long last I might have 3 days (and more importantly 2 nights) alone, in September, for some serious SB fun!

Now please don’t get me wrong, I deeply love my partner and will miss her whilst she’s away on her travels, but…. All work and no play make Madjack a dull boy!

And I’m planning to play… a LOT!

So, what am I planning?

Well a great deal, obviously! But that’s because I usually achieve far less than I’d want – though still have lots of fun.

Vacuum session:
For those that recall my posting of an earlier vacuum self-bondage session (MJ-SB01/2010) I was very keen to try again with a different (effective release set-up) – and thanks to all those who offered suggestions and ideas. I’ve experimented with some ideas and had to rule many of them out. I was very excited by the suggestion to use an electro-magnet to create a controlled seal to the vacuum bag (combined with a one-way valve from a clothes storage vac-bag). I did test this as a release, but it was very prone to failure (i.e. NOT RELEASING! – The vacuum held even when the ‘seal was released (EEEK!), so this has been rejected on safety grounds (thanks for idea though!).
I’m currently looking at an ice-based release using a vertical pipe with an ice ‘cap’. The ice should form an effective air seal, but will eventually melt enough to allow air in and freedom to be achieved (sounds more complicated than it actually is – will try to post pictures if I get it to work).
Added to the problems of finding a safe release, are those of killing two vacuum cleaners in the past 3 months (neither through SB sessions I might add!) and I’m going to struggle to achieve my aim – but I will give it a go!

Bound and encased sleeping:
Oh yes! I so want to get this to work for me. Historically the best I’ve ever managed has been a very short period of being ‘not awake but also not asleep’ – almost but not quite. The problem is that I get either A) too turned on to sleep (ahem!), B) too uncomfortable to sleep (I do like my tight ropes!) or C) too exhausted to play (just want to sleep normally!). I have two nights to try and resolve this (Can I sleep plugged as well? Will this lead to problem A), again!). I might be a little less strict with my bondage to address the ‘comfort’ area and also might ‘cheat’ with how easy it will be to get free – we will see!

‘Proper’ long SB session:
By ‘proper’ I mean really stuck and not getting free until a timed release – no matter how hard I struggle. I’ve done this in the past, but more often I set up my sessions for short (20-30mins) durations and easy release. Ra and others always seem to go on for hours and I really get excited by the prospect (personal record is just over 1hr of true helplessness with no freedom) so want to have a proper session. The ice-cubes are already in the freezer!

SB enema:
OK, so maybe not for everyone – but unless you’ve tried it don’t knock it! I really love this scenario and it’s one of my favourite fantasies. My challenge this time will be to combine it with a timed release of the enema and a, later, release from my bondage. This session has me both genuinely scared and excited at the same time. The thought of being truly helpless to stop the enema happening and also being unable to escape its effect is a real thrill to me - but I’m unsure as to how to safely set up the session.
Does anyone have any advice on the following?

- How long could/should I comfortably retain an enema (I might not have chance to experiment before-hand and my best time has been less than 10mins in the past). I guess this might be one of those ‘…it depends…’ sort of answer, but your thoughts are appreciated.
- Should I invest in a pair of latex shorts to keep everything as ‘enema-proof’ as possible? I’ve wondered about this in the past and though I’ve avoided any serious leakages (and set the sessions up in areas where leaks can be easily cleaned up) the session will mean I’m truly stuck and can’t free myself to avoid ‘accidents’! Ideally I would like to use what I’ve already got – times are hard and ‘luxury items’ are difficult to justify!
- How best to ensure the enema release works (past problems with air-locks and similar). I plan to use my trusty enema butt-plug, tube (actually aquarium air pipe – is this a problem?) and 1.5l bag.
- Enema volume and content? Normally I mix between 750ml – 1000ml of filtered cold and hot water to achieve a lukewarm combination, but I’ve read that some mixtures are better for retention than others and that I might become over-hydrated with a water only enema if retained for long periods (more than 5mins). Is this true? Is there a better, less irritating mix I might be advised to try? Does a pre-session enema improve retention later (something else I’ve read about but have no experience of)?

All day in Pantyhose and Plugged (and maybe more…)
Another Ra inspired scenario which I’d like to try out. Normally I only wear my pantyhose, lycra and similar for SB sessions (more on that in another posting), though in the past I have been more adventurous. I have very fond memories of a shopping trip (no more than 2hrs) whilst stuffed with a butt-plug and wearing 4 pairs of pantyhose – all underneath a pair of jeans, with socks, t-shirt and sweat shirt hiding any evidence of my perverted fetish. I’ve not repeated such an adventure for many years and feel the need to indulge myself once more.
This time my intention is to go a little further, but still ‘hide’ the fact that I’m not just a ‘normal’ person going about their respectable daily business.
I will dress at the start of the day (after my morning ablutions) as I intend to continue. I intend for a large, comfortable, plug, to go in first, covered by at least 3 pairs of pantyhose and a lycra top/body stocking.
There is a tricky bit in between all that that I’d like to add; I have a latex ‘cock and ball’ sheath (that is the very devil to get on – impossible whilst erect, almost impossible at any time), which has a short tube at the tip. I get excited at the idea of using this in combination with a longer tube connected to allow for fluid relief during the day. I want to rig this up in such a way that I can remain encased (over the majority of my body at least) in a nylon/latex/lycra covering for a significant part of the day. Depending on how I feel at the time I might wrap the entirety of my upper thighs, groin and lower stomach in wrap or tape (maybe sacrifice a pair of old pantyhose and use ultra sticky duct tape?) to seal myself in, with just the tube coming out.
My intention is to undertake all of the boring chores during the morning (the reward will be my SB sessions later) wearing these items, though still underneath more ‘normal’ attire (I’m not brave enough to be obvious in my wearing of even pantyhose – the fear of being struck by a car and ‘discovered’ is, though highly irrational, scary enough!). If I could I would wish to spend the entire day fully encased (or with only a small part of head free), but other commitments and practicality prohibits this (another dream for another day?).

Buying new toys:
OK – money isn’t available to purchase all of my fantasy gear (or even a small part of it!) but I still intend to find some new toys to play with.
Plug: I’m after a slimmer, longer, silicone plug and should be able to purchase something before September. At the same time I keep looking for that ‘perfect’ plug.
Pantyhose: Always looking – this time I may have to accept that I might, possibly, already have enough pairs (but I can never resist a bargain!)
Lycra top/leggings: I’ve very nearly worn out another lycra top (should I write a letter to the manufacturer? ‘Dear sir/madam, I am deeply troubled to report that the material and workmanship of your leotard is woefully inadequate for the purposes of serious self-bondage sessions…’ hmm, probably not!), and I am looking for something sexy to replace it. I’m also in the market for a cheap pair of shinny lycra leggings or shorts for a ‘single-glove’. The pair I used to have got thrown away – why did I ever do that?!
Zentai: I keep looking for another zentai suit, but costs are high and supply is mostly from China and to unpredictable for my needs.
Latex: Latex, latex, latex! Oh how I wish I could afford more of this wonderful material. I really want to buy a bodysuit, hood, leotard, shorts (with sheath) and tights – but cost is a issue and I realise that for the most part you get what you pay for in terms of quality. Maybe some day…

Oh, so little time and so much to do!

Hopefully a few more completed sessions and photos to share before too much longer

MJ

Ps. Just realised how much I've written here - worrying signs of self-bondage frustration

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