So I am finally getting some content up on Clips for Sale.  Thought I would send you all some pics of the recent uploaded content...

Rubber and Bondage C4S Store Link:

http://clips4sale.com/45658

This is where I load videos of all the kinky rubber sluts I have had the luck in working over... I mean with.  There is a lot of the infamous Rubber Necro with lots of other sexy women to follow so keep it bookmarked.

Rubber Dynasty C4S Store Link:

http://clips4sale.com/10505

This is where I have fun with my victims   I don't have a lot loaded here yet so again please bookmark me!!  I am commited to loading a new clips every day or two and if I fail in my mission you will get a stern beating. 



Rubber X's and O's
Gwen

I have been working on a new and improved BLOG for the past month now and am ready to unveil it!  Please go and check it out.  I have linked to all my social media sites from the new blog as well so there are lots of ways to get your daily dose of Rubber Dynasty

I will be transferring over some of my favorite blogs and leave this live to update from time to time but all my new rubber adventures will be posted on the new Blog so go now!

www.RubberDynasty.com/Blog





XoXo
Gwen

It's been a long time in the making; but my new studio is finally getting some use.  Check out these recent shots from the Serious Images crew who stopped by to help me break in the studio a few weeks back.





You can check out more from these shoots at www.SeriousImages.com.  Thanks to everyone else who participated:  www.CaptiveKink.com, www.jg-leathers.com, Kino and Rubber Elle. 

XOXO
Gwen

Well Spring is finally here and leave it to The Stockroom to find a flower I can get behind.  So any of you wondering what to do with that fat tax refund....I'll take two. 



(www.Stockroom.com)

XOXO
Gwen

I sat down to prepare a blog today on one of my recent escapades.  However, as I was gathering some pictures, I ran across an album in my "personal" archives that really inspired me.  This album had an assortment of personal play pictures taken over the years.  Back then I was predominantly a submissive and these pictures reminded me why I love bondage.  I have always thrived on BDSM and the levels that the Dom/Sub relationship can take you.  There is no better foreplay for me.  

So sit back and enjoy some Gwen archives from recent and the more distant past...

          

These two pictures show my love of ball gags.  What can make me feel more submissive than having a ball gag stuffed in my mouth? I guess having a ball gag stuffed in my mouth while being hand cuffed.

         

Although known as Rubber Dynasty, those close to me know that even though I am a latex fetishist, I am also into nylon and leather as well.  I did not always have such an extravagant latex collection nor was it my introduction to the fetish lifestyle.  My original passion was strictly about bondage and the Dom/Sub relationship. Although I have a tremendous passion for rubber, my interests in fetish related deviations are not bound by it. 
     
         

So I guess wether it's latex, spandex, leather or nylon, what I truly enjoy about bondage is the mental tête-à-tête, the relationship between the participants.  

XOXO
Gwen

You are probably wondering where I have been.  Maybe it has been so long since hearing from me that you do not wonder about me at all anymore.  Well, where I have been is complicated to explain because I have been right here all of this time.  Truth be told I have just been busy.  I know, I know, we are ALL busy all the time but seriously I have been a VERY busy girl trying to attend my own personal version of independent fetish film and production studies.  I have been at it for over 6 months now and I still do not know everything I need to know to switch from my simple free site and web blog to a full fledged pay for content producer.  Let me tell you it is not so easy.  I will spare you all my many excuses and details but let’s just say that learning the business side of being a fetish icon, web personality and alternative adult content producer has been a bigger challenge then I bargained for.

Once you slack off it is hard to go back but just because I have been lacking in my communication for way to long I realize there is no time like the present.  I have mildly disappeared from the radar before but I promise I will continue to give my best effort to not do it again.  The good news is that I do not leave the scene when I am not blogging or updating my free site, I just become more enveloped by it.  During this time I have been active in learning the business, web mastering, editing and certainly shooting more dynamic content.  I have been buying lots and lots of latex and bondage equipment, all in preparation for the day that my personal membership site can actually launch.  I love to shoot content because what I shoot is real and never staged.  It makes my work time my play time most often.

I have also been developing my other site concepts which I will discuss further at another time - none of which are currently as exciting for me as my wonderful discovery of 9 months ago; that being Rubber Necro (www.RubberNecro.com).  She has really come along under my close watch and training so I have decided to devolop her own website.  She will of course continue to submit to me and be under my close direction.  Here are some hot off the press promotional photos of Necro shot at the Broken Door Studio in Los Angeles by Michael of Surgeon Studios fame (www.SurgeonStudios.com).

I will be back with more information about the status of everything very soon.   

         

XOXO
Gwen

Unlike Scrooge, I love Holidays and Halloween tops the list for me as my favorite.  It is spooky, offbeat and keeps women scurrying about in sluttly little outfits; what could be better than that?   In light of this, I will be out this Halloween at the Bondage Ball in Los Angeles on Friday, October 31st.  (www.bondageball.com)

   

Halloween may be the night for goblins and ghosts, but you may feel otherwise after visiting me in the RUBBER ROOM.  The Halloween Bondage Ball offers you this exclusive opportunity to get up close and personal with "Gwen and her rubber clad Vixens."  The tricks are your treat when you get served up in a VAC BED (www.vacbed.com)  It will not be long before you are blind, sealed and delivered into fetish bliss or fright filled anxiety. 

Have some stimulation with your scare, tight with your fright and a tease with that squeeze.  My friends and I will be sure to glide and ride all over you to make your immobile situation all the more frustrating. Once in the clutches of my latex cocoon you will be able to do nothing but ponder your torment on this Hallows Eve. You may attempt to pass by or merely watch the spectacle if you choose.  However, beware should you choose to submit.  You will soon be transformed by the wicked minds of the RUBBER ROOM.

Here are some of my favorite pictures of Halloween's Past...

    

Gwen as Latex Bo Peep and at the 2007 Bondage Ball with Emily Marilyn (www.emilymarilyn.com)  

    

2007 Bondage Ball with January Seraph (www.JanuarySeraph.com) and an intimate moment with Rubber Gal.


Hanging out with some killer latex clad vixens Halloween 2006 (Gwen, Ancilia Tila (www.ancillatilia.com), Crystal and Rubber Gal)

Happy Halloween!!

XOXO
Gwen

            
Well, once again it has been a long time since I have been able to get back here to update my blog.  Shooting fetish porn and living the life of a rubber goddess sure can be challenging.  My membership site plans are taking longer then expected.  It always seems to be this way and I have been so busy lately that I often find myself fantasizing about some type of escape from it all.  One of my most common fantasies has been to be captured, encased, gagged, stuffed and otherwise shut off from the world in layers of rubber or even leather.  What a vacation from stress it would be to just be an imprisoned sex slave; isolated away from any other focus but servitude and punishment. 

Just the other night I was reminded of this fantasy while searching for a decent movie to watch.  I was hoping to zone out and relax when I came across a repeat showing of "Pulp Fiction."  I have always loved this movie for many reasons, but specifically the outlandish characters and crazy story line.  In my opinion, it is true genius the way this whole movie plays out.  It is as if all the bizarre and unusual things going on through the course of the film are regular everyday occurrences.  That is one of the reasons Quentin Tarantino is a favorite film maker of mine.  He seems to make that happen so effortlessly and since I myself am a bizarre character, I am obviously a big fan of his work.  I do not know if Quentin is a rubber and bondage fetishist but he certainly seems know how to cater to those who are.  I usually enjoy those things that are a bit taboo and he obviously has a unique character himself. 

Getting back to the purpose of this topic, it has always been hard to ignore the famous scene where Bruce Willis and Ving Rhames are abducted and introduced into a bizarre world they had no desire to ever enter.  I have always had a bit of a silent chuckle with myself when the command is given to "bring out the Gimp" and the leather clad slave is released from his resting quarters (a wooden crate with a cage inside), only to be dragged out for display amongst the other two captives.  Is it weird?  Yes, it is.  Do normal people seem to be shocked by it?  Yes, they do.  Does the idea of being a gimp turn me on?  Yes, it sure does; thus the reason I laugh to myself every time I see this part of the film. 

I found an interesting topic of discussion.  I forget where I stumbled across this, but the author posed a very good question:

"I have a bit of an argument here guys and I need your opinion, The Gimp in Pulp Fiction, Is he:

1. A willing participant
2. A previously captured prisoner who is being trained and now enjoys the treatment
3. A captor who actually wants to escape but is obediently waiting for the right time?"

What is a gimp?

The word "gimp" literally means - disability of walking due to crippling of the legs or feet - and whilst this is part of sexual gimping it doesn't adequately describe the whole concept of being a gimp.   Within the bondage and fetish community, a gimp is a de-personalized and immobilized human.  They are turned into a mere object to be used in whatever way the owner desires. Mostly they are used as fuck toys but sometimes they become furniture and fittings - a table, an ashtray, a toilet etc.

            

How do you create a gimp?

A gimp is de-personalized by being covered top to toe, with the useable parts of the body easily accessible, either by being visible or concealed beneath a zip or removable patch. Sometimes the body can be concealed in a box or base of a chair with only the head visible. In these cases only the head is covered using a gimp mask. The naked body inside the box will still be bound, usually with the hands bound behind the back and then to the ankles, with the ankles being bound together so the gimp cannot move.  A bound position that is often favored is all-fours over a solid object. This keeps the head available for use as well as presenting the rear end in a convenient position.

Gimps can also be tied to a small wheeled trolley base so they can be moved around to wherever they are needed. This is handy at parties where the gimp is passed around for use. Gimp masks come in a wide variety of designs. Some are just basic head coverings with breath-holes. Others have zipped or removable pieces to expose the mouth or eyes when needed. Others come with attachments like an "O" shield to keep the mouth open, or a dildo as a mouthpiece, or a funnel and tube to take urine. Usually it is just the eyes, mouth, anus and vagina that are revealed for use but some gimp outfits will also allow access to the bare arse cheeks, breasts or penis and balls. Some people are quite capable of creating a gimp simply through immobilization. They want to see the vulnerable human they are using rather than just turning them into a receptacle.

I don't know about you, but #2 pretty much sums up my fantasies on the whole Gimp Debate.  It reminds me of an idea I was given a few weeks ago by a porn producer who was shooting at my house.  He said I should rent a big van for the day; a Rubber Dynasty Kidnap Mobile if you will, and pull up to unsuspecting HOT females on the street and throw them inside and take off.  Of course, the idea would be to strip them of their garments, place them in strict rubber wear and immobilize them.  The van would arrive at my undisclosed facility where they would be trained as my "Gimp" slave.  I can imagine all the dirty things I would do to them.  (Insert evil laugh here)  Just keeping them dressed in proper attire 24/7 would be a joy. 

         
 
Anyways, it is all very good in theory!  I am not sure that there would not be serious consequences however; so I told him to try it out in the mainstream porn world and let me know.  I am sure I will be bailing him out of jail soon.

While you are pondering your own favorite Gimp Fantasy, here are some juicy Gimp-like Gwen images for you to salivate over~

   

XOXO 
Gwen 

No, I did not abduct anyone, at least not against there will.  However, my latest normal girl to fetish slut conversion project has landed us yet another model.  The yet to be named female is now on the rack for rubber mods on the Dynasty assembly line.  I recently finished a test session with the tallest young woman I have ever met.  She has legs for miles!  In my never ending search to bring you diverse new fetish nymphs, I have turned up this hot, very long legged red-head.  She has sexy long hair and she reminds me of the strong  "Pippi Long Stocking."  I am sure this submissive slut is another candidate for introductory Mistress training.  She sure is powerful enough to throw some of you male pigs around yet able to maintain her female sex appeal.  Just as a hint, I wouldn't try calling her "Pippi" if you see her out at the fetish clubs in the LA area.  You might be better served addressing her as "The Warrior Princess Xena the 2nd", if you know what's good for you!  I am sure this one will be more then a handful for me to tame.  Stay tuned for more of this saga.

 

My new DP, Kevin Bean, handled the test shoot for me.  I am excited to bring her back and get a chance at this tall beauty.  Stay tuned for more of Pippi (I mean Zena) in the near future.

   

XOXO
Gwen

There is nothing more pleasing than the training of a new Mistress.  Rubber Elle is one of my new Mistress trainees and she had been ready to flex her dominating prowess for some time.  I believe she just needed me by her side to offer the proper guidance to let it all out.  After spending some time going over her agenda and determining her strengths and weaknesses, we decided to bring in her first test slave.  Slave D is a strong male stable slave that I recruited specifically for her.  Elle seemed excited by the idea and it seems proper to continue to use Slave D as often as possible when called upon for such tasks.   I will let her make her mistakes on this one long before offering up one of my primary females.  I will save that for much later as Elle will be continuing her education for some time.



With my sturdy crop close at hand, Mistress Rubber Elle took Slave D through a rigorous set of trials.  He lesson began by crawling at his Mistress' heels as he made his way to the station he would be bound to for hours to come.  After securing his hands, he was gagged and bound in place.  Mistress Rubber Elle made good use of the thigh restraints but there was still too much mobility and freedom being afforded to Slave D, in my opinion (and what other opinion would matter?).  Elle then connected his ankles with sturdy ankle cuffs and chains but I was still unsatisfied with his level of free movement.  After a thorough flogging, it was decided that he needed to be secured further.

    

No sooner then the second the words left my mouth did her deviant mind get fast to work.  She grabbed a piece of rope, bright pink for that extra humiliating touch, and began to tie up his ample girth of an erect cock.   She then tied the ends of the rope securely to the floor and began to whip and tease him mercilessly.  I did not need to say much from there.  



 

You can see how proud I was of Rubber Elle above.  She made a lot of progress and is very excited to learn more from me.  Slave D may be in for more than he bargained for when signing up for this job.  He might consider himself not so lucky should he be the one chosen as the victim of training for the second installment of Mistress Rubber Elle's next Dom lesson.

    

I could not resist a quick tug on the pretty pink rope Elle had fashioned.  Just wanted to make sure Slave D was standing at attention, if you know what I mean.

XOXO
Gwen

I have a sense of relief.  I have never had a trainee such as Rubber Slut Necro.  Her introductory examination and mind sweep is complete, for now anyway.  Success seems to be in hand.  On Sunday night I was able to release her from her bondage and reward her with my strap on cock.  I stroked the inside of her juicy pussy until she had an overdue orgasm.  She seemed spent.  I know I was exhausted.

 

I cannot help but feel there is more trouble coming from this one right around the corner.  Some newbies are more difficult then others, of course.  Some are recruited, some are hand picked right from the local scene and others are chosen from a laundry list of applicants.  The most interesting kind is those unsuspecting ones that fall into my lap through chance meetings.  These are people that are curious but not really into the scene nor do they have any experience with rubber fetish or BDSM.  Concerning my rubber slut Necro, formerly known as Mistress Necrophilia (her self titled aka but no longer), she seemed to fit this category.  I now believe that I have been duped.  I should know better when a little sex muffin like Necro seems to just fall out of the sky, landing right at my door step.  It is apparent to me now that this corpse loving Goth girl got here by her own design and not by chance.  This conniving little slut is a dominant female by nature and her personality profile slipped right past me.  Is it because I was too caught up by her sexy curves and innocent "who me" attitude?  Maybe I was just too eager to get her under my control that I ignored my standard protocol?  Maybe it is all of those reasons, but let me back up a bit and explain the events that led me to this conclusion.

 

During the individual five days of Necro's stay, there were moments when it seemed much more like we were filming scenes for a horror flick.  In many horror films an innocent person might be bound to a chair or something like that; the location a wet and seedy basement or an over lit and sterile laboratory.  The victims are probably being subjected to unimaginable torments that would make most onlookers look away.  All of the things being done to them are against their will and for the personal enjoyment of another.  That seems to be the typical formula.  You might ask what the differences were between a horror film and my sessions with Necro.  First and foremost, she is not dead.  Let's get that out there.  More importantly, Necro was the person bound to the table and not by her own choice.  I guess we lose some of the effect of the helpless victim initially when you know we are not going to kill her off.  The truth is she was a willing participant to her subjugation simply by her request to serve me.  It is a requirement that a trainee releases control over to me as evidence of their submission.  Once committed, her ability to control her fate was over.  Her subsequent actions and unrelenting desire to resist my commands were the reasons things got so elevated.  It is her defiance that took things to the point that the crew was feeling a bit shy, if not sorry for the little slut.  They seemed a bit squeamish at times.  This is where they possibly experienced moments of horror type film making.  I knew what I was doing and so did Necro.  It is those outside of the fetish and BDSM world that find it difficult to find the difference.  In my dominant world, my "sub" is expected to get into the correct head space, say the right things and/or do the right things, as I command.  If done properly, then the punishment and torment does not have to reach excessive levels.  I make it very clear while in session what I expect and require.  Necro understood this but defied and challenged my will to take her torment to levels beyond the norm.  I do have a tendency to make my slaves suffer for my personal entertainment but not to this extreme.  It is apparent that she wanted to show me that her mind was stronger than my own and that I could not break her.

    

I had previously advised my trainee, code name "Rubber Slut Necro", that she would be continuing her training on Thursday night past and that I wanted to be done with it that night.  She has a tendency to be late and casual about her appointments which is another issue I need to tend to... but that is for another time.  Lucky for her she arrived on time for once, which saved her sweet little ass from a beating.  My patience has been tested more then enough by this one already.  She prances around like some hot little princess in between sessions.  I think she is trying to send me messages that she is unaffected.  I could not wait to snap her arrogance like a twig.  I knew her rubber fetish slave training needed to be turned up a notch or two, but not 10 notches!  Indeed, she was a hard one to break, which is what this scheduled session was all about for me.  I must admit, I did enjoy her defiance and resistant behavior but it does get old after awhile.  I am not here to play games unless they are games that I design.  I had learned from day 1 and 2 that I needed to turn up my wicked meter if I wanted to tame this slut.  Her exam period had expired and gone much longer then should be necessary.  I made plans to repeat some of her torments with more intensity and added a few new inspections to increase the humiliation factor. 

    

Anyways, we had a lot of ground to cover after being two days deep into this session of a "newbie in training".  A trainee should never be given too much free time anyways.  In the early stages, when they are not completely programmed, it can be too easy for them to forget their place.  To prove how difficult Necro is and was, Thursday was supposed to be the last day of examination and introductory training for her.  It turned out that I was way off on my estimation.  I could not wrap things up with her until deep into Sunday night.  I remember thinking at times, "Is this rubber sub slut a machine or what"?  I wondered why she approached me to become one of my submissive sluts in the first place.  It took me some time (days obviously) but then I think I finally figured it out.  Necro is such a dominant personality that she gets off on the torment, the probing, the humiliation and subjugation because she is trying to top me from the bottom.  She is trying to be in control.  She likes to challenge me or frustrate me, pushing me further and further to break her.  She really enjoys fighting me until it gets to the point where she has to relinquish control of herself to me.  When she truly has nothing left to fight me with, then she gives in and it is real.  She wants me to force her to the point of exhaustion and devoid of fight or resistance.  Then and only then is she truly BROKEN.  It would seem that might only be until she gets her energy back up.  In reflection, I think this is just so damn erotic and sexy.  Trying to top me from the bottom?  Wow, that is yummy!  I could eat her all up right now it turns me on so much.  She is now a potential candidate for an eventual Mistress/Dom position once I am done training her.  What a great assistant she might become!

    

So, now I know.  This submissive in training is really a dom in training.  She has decided to learn my methods from first hand experience.  Submitting to me does not seem to be her main purpose or goal.  That is fine.  Testing my responses to her endless resistance was more for her education then for my benefit.  My conclusion is that this devious little slut has had an agenda that far exceeds the desire to serve me.  It is no wonder that she was not easily programmed.  An initial training session, examination, inspection and profiling should take only one day.  Necro and her defiance caused me to take it to five separate days of work including three over night stays chained to the exam table.  Even I find that hard to believe but it is true.  I have a feeling that all of the "bugs" have not been worked out as of yet.  Much more defiance to come and I am looking forward to it.  I am sure some corporal punishment, extreme torment, humiliation training, mind sweeping and strict bondage will continue to be par for the course.   I am up to the challenge and actually excited to make Necro pay for her hidden agenda.  This should have been disclosed in our initial interview so I am very eager to make her regret her attempted manipulation of yours truly.  If she wants to learn how to be wield the power and control of a dominant female, so be it.  I am happy to teach her what a real Mistress does to her unruly, manipulative and deceitful slaves.  I welcome the opportunity to show her how it is done, literally... from the ground up.   I am thinking of Necro suspended upside down, hands bound behind her back, o-ring gagged and forced to tongue bathe the bottoms of my boots right after I walk through some mud.  That might be a good start.  My little bitch in heat... you asked for it, you got it! 

    

The good news for my future pay site members is that the days of sessions and training have all been captured on film and photos.  I have reviewed the footage and realized these things now that I did not grasp in the heat of the moment.  What I had to do to Necro was very frustrating but very pleasing at the same time.  It really was interesting and now I am very excited for the future.  Now maybe you can see what I meant by making a comparison between a horror flick and breaking Necro down.  I may have sampled a few pages right out of the best, or worst deviant horror films but at least we are able to bring Necro back for another episode.  Just review the sample photos and judge the "horror" for yourself.

XOXO
Gwen

As I mentioned in my 4th of July Bondage Ball entry, I had commanded Rubber Slut Necrophilia to be in town for two reasons.  One was that I wanted to parade my new pet around the Friday evening event so she could meet people and make me look good - mission accomplished.  More importantly, she had passed her initial test session and interview with me so she was now due for a complete examination, mental profiling and clinical training session.  I am always sure to inspect my newest trainees to be sure they are healthy of mind and body while capable of serving me properly.  I had planned on taking the weekend to enjoy the long thought out perversions on my checklist.  I had many deviant tests in store for the little rubber slut.  However, after staying up until 5:00 a.m. on Saturday morning from the evenings event; I got up late so the session got started off behind schedule.  Not to worry though, Necro provides plenty of inspiration and collectively we accomplished most of what I had intended... or so I thought.  More on that later.

                                 

I had really prepared for her arrival and had more evil devices than time to use them all.  As any good medical session must, we started out with some internal cleansing.  Necro now understands the true meaning of "full."  This was followed by a  thorough oral examination while secured in the gyno chair/medical exam table.  After some initial probing, I initiated some electro stimulation, put her through her paces and started feeling a bit wicked.  That is when my fun really started for me and any chance for hers ended.  As I know that my Sub Slut Necro is very ticklish, I planted two circular pads on each foot and secured them tightly in plastic wrap.  I captured the results on video so will share with you soon enough on the members site.  I could not wipe the sadistic smile off my face the rest of the day.  Necro went from laughing uncontrollably to bucking like a wild bronco.

     

A third set of electro pads was placed one on each inner thigh just close enough to her most sensitive parts to send her into spasms of pain and pleasure.  I was also sure to give her some much needed dildo suck training.   We certainly will need her to be good at that.  It was all just the beginning of a very long examination for Necro.  For a first timer and new experiences thrown her way, she handled herself quite nice under my strict control.  It was not very difficult to wipe away her defiant demeanor but her verbal skills and demeanor need more work.  I can help her understand the meaning of being helpless, but there is an under current that I have not quite figured out yet.  She is certainly a pleasure to be had by all but this one was all mine that day.  Only I knew what was in store for her around every twist and turn but almost everything was a first for her. Necro did not know that she was going to learn all about breath play, human waste consumption, gag reflex training, internal cleansing or cavity stretching.  However, she now knows that she had better be ready for anything because it is coming whether she likes it or not.  I have decided there is so much more that I need to research with this one that I am going to bring her back tomorrow.  She has so much potential but I need to investigate how much further we can take her training.  Stay tuned for more on Part 2 of the examination and training of Rubber Slut Necrophilia.

XOXO
Gwen

That's right, three sexy fetish fiends headed out to the Bondage Ball Fourth of July Extravaganza (www.BondageBall.com) from Chez Rubber Dynasty this Fourth of July. 

         

I was so excited to have two of my new Rubberized Sluts come over and submit to my dressing expertise for this year's 4th of July event.  After getting them a little loosened up, we went to my fetish closet and found perfect outfits that were befitting of their beauty.  Karina Kay's body looked amazing once sheathed in a long transparent House of Wears skirt that was so classy on her perfectly shaped ass.  We topped it off with a black halter and a hood by Latex Nemesis (LatexNemesis.com) with a clear face which made her resemble Snow White's Wicked Stepmother.  

                   

Rubber Slut Necrophillia was out for an extended medical training session we had scheduled for the weekend (you'll be hearing about that in my next blog - be "patient!")  I rummaged deep into the abyss of my fetish closet and found a perfect Westward Bound Dress with black stockings for her.  I have to get some new hoods made for Necro as mine are a bit too big.  Her outfit looked great and hugged every inch of her curves.  I really love her strong personality.  She carries such a sexy air of defiance; it makes it all the more enjoyable to break her down when I play with her.  Her escort, Duncan, also looked wicked I have to say; although I can't take credit for dressing him.  

     

Overall I have to say the party was a success.  There are a few moments more memorable than others:

1.  The mystery girl in pink dress.  Who was she?  Malice?  I can't remember what she said her name was.  Maybe I was too mesmerized by those gorgeous eyes, figure or awesome tattoos?

                     

2.  Getting matching hickeys on my boobs from the always naughty, always gorgeous January Seraph (www.JanuarySeraph.com).  

                   

3.  Meeting Demitri the "skateboarder" who was there with his friends just people watching and checking out the scene.  I know some people prefer to keep it to "our" kind but I really thought it was cool that he was venturing out to experience something different and was so open to it.   

                   

4.  Hanging out with Simon Blaise and learning more about his brand of family aka his "House."

                  

5.  Getting to know Kevin who I am sure will become a more integral part of my team for his personality, overall knowledge, and BDSM skills.     

                   

6.  The smile on the glitter girl.  I don't know who she is but not only did her smile leave a lasting impression, I have been cleaning glitter off my latex for days now.

                     

7.  Realizing that my face was hanging on everyone's neck.  I have to admit I was confused early in the evening when someone came up to me and said "Your That Girl."  It didn't take long for me to figure it out as it was a recurring theme the rest of the evening.   My picture was on every VIP pass and Photo Pass handed out.  I was flattered that Courtney deemed me worthy to be the face of the event.  It was fun for me as people made the connection in their head.   

                   

To see anymore you would have had to take my advice and joined me at the Bondage Ball.  Well there is always next time for you....  

XOXO 
Gwen 
 

 
   

I normally don't advertise events on my blog.  However, I am going to the Bondage Ball this Friday, the 4th of July.  It is sure to be a great party and I am enlisting as many of my latex crazed friends as I can to join me.  We take over a corner of the room, donned the Latex Lounge, and see how many ways we can titillate the senses of our guests.  If you can make it out we would love to beat, umm I mean meet you.



XOXO
Gwen

Last weekend I got to play with another very special beauty I wanted to introduce you all to. 



I met Necrophillia down at Xile in the OC several months ago and it took a while to convince her to come out to my neck of the woods.  Apparently she was worried I was a serial killer - although one might think she would have liked that.  In the end, her curiosity to experience latex and bondage won out.  Yes, she was a latex virgin and it was very exciting for me to pop her cherry.

                               

I was able to satisfy one of her fantasies of being a nun forced to submit to all sorts of torments as she knelt in worship of me.  I have to say - for a newbie she didn't miss a beat and was soon bathing my latex clad body with her tongue in servitude. 

Just to be sure, I will have all this for you and more on the new site I am working on.  It has taken a little longer than I originally thought but I am close and you will know before anyone when the time is at hand.  In the meantime, here are a few more pictures of Necrophillia for your viewing pleasure.  

 

XOXO
Gwen

I am back to playing catch up now with updating my blog with my latex adventures.  Some of you may have already seen the results of last month's trip to SF and some unlucky ones may still be chomping at the bit.  I have to say it was one of the most latex intense trips I have had.  Mark from Serious Bondage/Serious Images accompanied me to a very discreet  custom built dungeon in the Oakland area. Upon arrival, Gumbi Guy was waiting for me in some bizarre rubber ensemble.  I must say his collection is to die for.  He was all dressed up and ready to go.  That certainly pleased me but had little effect concerning what deviant actions I had in mind for him.  This eager sub-male was so anxious and ready to please me.  He had set out a variety of torment tools that I would be able to choose from before I had even got there.  Good boy, Gumbi! It was obvious how excited he had become at the thought of my arrival.  Mark knew all to well that I could get out all of my frustrations from traveling by putting Gumbi through the ringer, so to speak.  He was all to willing to chronicle the day's worth of heavy latex play that was about to go down.  

Speaking of that, I am working on an in depth account of the trip which will hopefully be featured in an upcoming issue of one of my favorite Fetish Magazines.  I am not sure if I can divulge which publication, so let's just say it shall remain a Secret for the time being.  Anyway, here are a few juicy pictures to get you salivating...

         

The above set was my favorite.  It was a special moment when the camera and everyone else blurred into the background and it was just my victim and I.  We fed off each other and the more reaction and emotions I was getting from Gumbi... the more I got into my Dom head space.  The session ran hot and high on intensity.  It was a really deep and dark session for me.  I loved it.  So therapeutic and cleansing!

     

The pictures depicted above show what was by far Mark's favorite (www.SeriousImages.com) set. The extreme pressure of the inflatable suit combined with the Bondage Chairs immobilization looked amazing.  The secure harnessing with leather belt straps had to be a sensational and  unimaginable experience.  Gumbi had been converted into an air balloon from head to toe.  One of the coolest things that you  do not see here but can see in the video and picture series is that there are spiked inserts under his feet.  Ouch!

     

I am not sure how either of us could leave out this beauty.  This sleep sac was fully lined with small spikes throughout the interior.  Can you even imagine being inside let alone being able to own gear like this?  As for what lies under the rectangle box, that is for you to fantasize about for now... stay tuned in.

XOXO 
Gwen

Last week was Part 2 of a collaboration between Christine Kessler (www.MyFetishDiary.com)  January Seraph (www.JanuarySeraph.com), Smutty and I.  Normally, I would say that might be a few too many chefs for the kitchen; however, in this instance, the proof was in the pudding so to speak. 

Before I get into the typical psycho babble of how much I love shooting with my friends, I should make mention of just how fucking sexy January Seraph is.  I am sure you must agree after looking at her website as well as what I have enclosed here.  Sorry to be so forward about my lust for January but I just had to get that out there.  She is smokin' hot and can deliver the goods on camera just as well.  I am indeed very lucky to have such great kinky friends to work with and yes, I love my job!  I will let you be the judge of how well we work together and tease you with a few pictures:
 
Before the first shoot began, I had prepped her cage and brought down a tray full of gags.  I picked one of the most wicked gags available and strapped it on January's face.  The gag has a rubber stopper that when removed lets her built up drool flow down her chin.  I then made sure to spread it liberally over her body.  My good buddy Steen was snapping pics and Smutty was cranking the video cam but I am sure I had the best job of the day.
         
For the second shoot, I made January wear my all black hood from Latex Nemesis (www.LatexNemesis.com).  It fit her like a glove and it reminded me how much a well fitting hood can accentuate the female face.  Her head looked good enough to lick like a lollipop.  I hadn't seen her in a hood before and was taken aback when she came out adorned in nothing but the tight fitting black hood.  Her lips and eyes popped like I hadn't seen them before and she looked delicious.  Damn I love a woman in a hood!  I got really into this scene once her wrists and ankles were secured to all four corners of the bed.  Her beautiful naked body was all out on display just for me.  My deviant mind was racing.  You can get an idea of where it went from there or you can see more of this session very soon by joining my membership site.  It should be up and running by the end of May so please stay tuned.

XOXO
Gwen

  

As promised, here is Part 2 of my San Francisco Fetish Ball Weekend. If you need to catch up with Part 1 of my trip then scroll down or click here (http://blog.rubberdynasty.com).  So where did we leave off on Part 1?  I think I was all rubberized and glowing from a triple-double of shooting with two gorgeous fetish sluts on Saturday afternoon.  I was pretty "done" at this point but the day was now closing in on the main event of the weekend.  Even though the sessions had produced some great fetish porn we were all ready to fall down from exhaustion and hunger. January Seraph (www.JanuarySeraph.com) took off for her hotel and Utawna and I headed out to put some "groceries down our necks".  I heard that recently and cannot stop using it wherever I can.  Seriously though, Utawna ordered her weight in steak and since I am a vegetarian I opted for something green. It should have been a given afterward; just head back and get ready.  Of course, we pushed it and chose to take a quick nap instead.  We spooned together for what was supposed to be a short siesta.

My alarm went off at 10:30 which seemed like 5 minutes later.  It wa actually over an hour which made me late.  I sprang from bed half asleep.  There was no lack of effort to wake my slumbering muse, but I could not get Utawna to get her little ass up. I decided to get ready and then try her again later. I quickly dropped my plans of wearing an elaborate rubber outfit that I had been salivating over for months.  I could not bother with that now. After a round of latex “speed” dressing (rehashing my outfit from my last photo shoot earlier in the day) I tried once again to rouse the sleeping Utawna.  That was another wasted effort. Yes, I was pissed off at my little slut slave.  She was not adhering to my policy.  After a round of curse wordsI stormed off to find a cab on my own. Needless to say, I arrived a bit late to the event. I missed seeing my friend Gumbi Guy pulling a pony cart in the front doors.  I missed most of the shows and quite honestly, I missed the real meat of the party. The good thing that happened is that for once I was wise enough to not pout over it.  I was eager to reclaim the evening so I ended up having a great time by way of some mood enhancement.  After sucking down a few gin and tonics the evening was more about how it used to be.  Not so very long ago, I went to parties for myself, not as Rubber Dynasty.  Back then I was strictly focused on my fun and the moment.  This evening was like that.  I did not worry about anything but sharing my passion for rubber, bondage, bizarre  scenes and kinky people.  There were plenty of other like minded freaks doing the same I think.

                 Yours truly at the 2008 SF Fetish Ball                     Kim of Club Rub w/ RubberGuy
        
I stayed until they kicked me out; dancing, drinking and enjoying all the hot latex clad boys and girls at the event. Some of my favorite female beauties were January Seraph and Satine Phoenix, who nibbled on my nipples for a brief interlude. Another great impression was left by Kim from Club Rub and Hood Lovers (www.HoodLovers.com). Her custom latex outfit and hood were to die for. The theme was “Queen of Spades” and it fit her like a glove.  Way hot!  All in all it was well worth the effort to drag myself up and out that night.  Sunday morning was coming sooner then later.  It was going to be another full 15 rounds of shooting content for my members site.  I would need all the rest I could get.  Mark had booked a full day of shooting so I called it quits around 3:00 AM and headed back to base camp.   A quick town car trip later and I was in bed all snug and cozy again, dreaming of things to come.

As I struggled to open my eyes that morning, Utawna was a bundle of energy from sleeping all night and missing the event. She wanted to know why I did not try harder to wake her up.  I would make a mental note to self, "smack the sh*% out of her later when the little slut is helpless".  We grabbed a quick breakfast and some energy drinks and headed over to Edge Studios.  We were scheduled to be there at noon for some down and dirty shooting. Now you need to remember at this point that Utawna is a newbie and has only shot with me but a handful of times. Despite that fact, I can tell you she rocked it on this shoot like a pro. She was a bundle of sexual energy and excitement.  She looked sexy as all hell too.  I think the environment and kinky people were rubbing off (no pun intended) on her. We did three scenes together and then I bowed out while she did a solo set.  I rested my weary legs perched on the sidelines, enjoying the view from my directors chair. Mark had some new dungeon furniture on loan to us for the shoot by way of Wycked Synsations (www.wyckedsynsations.com).  Utawna got worked over on this equipment.  A gorgeous wax play bondage table, a floor spanking restraint and the Legend Tower were all put to good use.  She got her limbs stretched, ass spanked, pussy pumped and penetrated well before getting pump fucked for seemingly hours by a high speed fucking machine.  We ended the shoot at 9:30PM and her flight left for home at 10:40PM.  She said her goodbye's and rushed to the airport with a big smile plastered across her face.   Another one converted.  A job well done. 

 

Monday, I was set to be at Edge Studio at 4:00 but ended up being greedy and fitting in a not so quick bondage shoot at Mark’s.  I had signed up for more then i bargained for, being worked over from spending hours inside the deck cell yanking on my locks and chains hoping to find freedom.  After an hour or so of that the deck cell door was removed but instead of being let out I was rinsed down with water and left to simmer for another hour.  I guess that was my punishment for whining to much to be let out.  How the heck could anybody even understand me through that big red ball gag in my mouth?  Good times were had either way.  The deck cell session ended up being my favorite shoot of the trip.  No glossy set, no high tech lighting.  It was just raw and as real as it gets.  That is when I am turned on the most.  I also got to perform as a submissive, which is rare these days.  I do recognize that it means I am probably a pretty damn good Dom/Top.  I take that as a compliment from those I often work with.  There seems to be a shortage of capable and qualified tops compared to the number of submissive girls available.  That being said, I am a switch hitter (in more ways then one) so I need to flex my submissive side more often then I am allowed to lately.  Spending all that time chained and locked in the ground allowed me to stretch as much as I wanted.  I was not going anywhere.  It was really a lot more frightening then I had anticipated but I enjoyed every minute of it at the same time.  Here are some pics from my time in the deck cell:


I got to Edge Studio at about 5:30, obviously I was late.  I was bummed out that I missed out on the first shoot of the evening.  I got a bit discouraged and was almost ready to head back to LA since I was so beat (not in a good way).  Luckily  Mark and Gumbi Guy begged me to stay and shoot another set. I had been trying to meet up with Gumbi Guy to torment him again for awhile now.  He is a willing submissive and a true rubberist at his core.  That being taken into consideration, the offer was to good to pass up.  I rallied my energy and enthusiasm and stayed on.  We shot a very cool set with this one off DeMask inflatable sleep sack.  He donned some fabulous latex gear and then slid into the sleep sack, which had these outrageous outward facing arm sleeves.  These attachments allowed me to attend to my victim without actually making any physical contact with him.  I called it the contamination sleep sack for filthy male pigs.  Nice, huh?  It was well inflated around his body but it also had a round opening in the cock region.  That left him well exposed for some CBT action. I had a lot of fun with this new toy and you can actually see the ensuing video on Mark’s new site right now.  Just visit Serious Images by clicking the link that follows: (www.SeriousImages.com).

                                  

So to wrap it up, I love SF and their brand of kink. I look forward to the 2009 Fetish Ball and hope it won’t be delayed until 2010 this time. I also will try to go up earlier next year and shoot before hand so I can spend more PLAY time during the event.  I need to hit all the after hour parties next time.  i hear that is where all the hardcore action goes down. In the meantime, I am headed up to SF this very evening for a two day shoot and looking forward to seeing some of my kinky friends and making lots of new ones.

XOXO
Gwen

 

It was a strange day not so long ago in San Francisco.  I was driving around in full fetish costume with my slave of the day (www.AskSubmissann.com) .  She was positioned next to me in Mark's car awaiting transport to an undisclosed destination.  This was going to be where we put ourselves on public display.  I had her well suited in latex and locked her up in a bondage fiddle from Rigid Cuffs, (www.Cuff24.com).  It was like I was on this bizarre trip where I just hopped in the car, as casual as ever, to go grab some Fast Fetish Take Out, no big deal right?  I imagined driving up to the order window shouting my order,   "I'll have one order of Bondage Belts with double Discipline Nipple Clamps... oh, and make sure you throw in a side of Lycra Hoods.  My friend here will take a large Ball Gag and an Inflatable anal Plug... Uh, yes... you can super size that,", just some food for thought.  I am just waiting for the day that I can get all the fetish items I am craving from a drive up window.  That would be incredible.

The whole concept of doing a driving fetish photo shoot in San Francisco came to me by way of Mark Burnley from Serious Images (www.SeriousImages.com)   He called me to discuss what I thought was a very strange yet very cool request.   He wanted me to come by his studio in full rubber and take one of his visiting slaves for a public session out on the "Streets of San Francisco."  It was not until I met Mark back in 2006 that I started doing much fetish work outside.  He introduced me to stepping out beyond my late evening party ventures to full blown middle of the day rubber, fetish and bondage sessions.

 

So naturally, I had no problem accommodating Mark's request.  I adorned and dressed myself and got right over.  With some quick direction and my slave in tow, we drove all over SF; starting at the Serious Bondage Headquarters, stopping by Mr. S., and then ending up in the hills near the Golden Gate Bridge.  It was getting cold but we were able to get the shots we needed and had a super fun day.  There was more than one photographer that day, as 'normal" people ran for their cameras from their office buildings and cars as we made our rounds.  I wonder where those photos ended up; at least a water cooler conversation for some.

  

I don't know how many of you fantasize about putting your kink out there for public display, but I can tell you that I enjoy it thoroughly.  I do not like limiting myself to perverse expression only within the confines of 4-walls.  Certainly there is an appropriate time and a place for everything and I get that.  I do not ever intend to offend anyone.  I refrain from anything I would deem explicit and I have no desire to ruin any little kidlets mind with displays of things that cannot be "unseen."  Things must always be done responsibly.  In reality, the idea of taking my sexual fetish work outside does not seem so good when one considers it is public domain.  It does leave you wide open for ridicule, errors and judgment.  A lot of things that may not be weird to me are most clearly not the norm for the general public.  Even though it can be embarrassing and problematic, I believe the thrill is well worth it.  As long as you are cautious, careful and respectful to others I believe exploring your fetish life away from home can be very rewarding.

  

There is a certain amount of validation and freedom that I enjoy that has come with letting go of the rules of society and just being who I am.  I welcome you to entertain that idea once in awhile.  If you are ever cruising around southern California and you see some bizarre rubber woman driving next to you or walking down the street, it is probably yours truly.  Even kinky fetish women need fresh air and have errands to run.  I know from experience that stepping out the front door in your rubber & fetish finest takes a certain amount of courage.  Even here in Hollywood where the freaks run wild it can still prove to be a challenge.  The bravest of fetishists may still feel uncomfortable displaying themselves to the outside world despite the standard crop of freaks, Goth punks and bizarre characters.  I can still tend to get a bit nervous when heading out in full wardrobe to an event or gathering.  Thankfully I have gotten used to it and my desire to be seen is far greater then my fear of putting myself out there.

Going back in time now, I still remember my first time stepping out of a car in Los Angeles while wearing a fetish inspired rubber ensemble.  I believe I was attending the Los Angeles Fetish Ball, maybe 1996 or 1997?  At that time I had not ventured out much with my fetish life.  I had not been to any fetish clubs or events.  I think when the cab pulled up to the event location I paid the driver and ran from the cab door to the entrance door.  I was so afraid to be there.  I wondered if I was going to be embarrassed, ridiculed or even worse.  Would I be laughed at by the normal people on the street?  What if I did not fit in once inside?  My mind was reeling with negative possibilities.

The counterpoints to all that fear was quite a positive experience.  Looking back now, I was rewarded for my bravery in the form of an intense thrill and rush.  If nothing else, I was engaged and excited.  By going forward and conquering my fear I was able to go outside... thus getting inside my first step to taking my fetish life out of the bedroom.  That night was really a unique experience.  I enjoyed the best fetish social of my life (at that time anyway).  With the snap of my fingers I was inside a gorgeous Goth inspired building, surrounded by endless amounts of stimulus.  There were kinky people walking everywhere.  The sheer number of fetishists was creating a powerful electricity.  There was also the beat of the scene music.  Nothing but sex charged anthems on that night, filling my head relentlessly.  It was so intoxicating at times.  All that rubber, leather and bizarre costuming was a sight.  I was such a rookie at that time and was strictly a submissive.  My only real experience was with bondage and discipline  at home.  I knew very little of all that was going on outside my front door.  I realized that in an instant, everything had changed for me.  My street anxiety, controlled fear and nervousness switched to sheer awe and bewilderment.  It was wonderful.  I was surrounded by like minded fetish people wandering through their alternative community.  All these people seemed to be enjoying the same brand of sexuality as I was.  Not long after being welcomed inside, I was comfortable in my own rubber skin once again.  In reality, as great as that feeling was, there was still a bit of disappointment. 

What I realized later that evening, was that not at any moment the rest of the night did I feel as excited as when I was outside stepping out of the cab to get into the party.  Outside I felt as if I were amongst the wolves of society, ready to attack me at any moment.  There is a certain charge that cannot be matched when you are afraid.  I liken it to being strapped down in severe bondage, waiting for your Mistress or Master to flick you with their crop in the most sensitive of places.  Will it be harsh and painful or just kiss your skin with the faintest of touch?  Either way, it does not really matter (but I secretly always hope for the pain so I can regret it.)  When there is some true fear and trepidation you are most certainly engaged in the moment.  That is why I like and enjoy venturing outside now and then.  When we are amongst like minded friends on the inside where everything we do becomes normal you may discover it suddenly is normal.  I do not always like that. 

Comfortable is not always my cup of tea.  I want to be deeply engaged and real in the moments of any fetish experience that I am having.  Sometimes taking it out into the "normal" world now and then keeps me remembering what a delightfully strange sexual fetish I have.  It keeps me fresh and dispels my own fear that maybe I am becoming to normal.  We all need to keep our senses on high alert.  That is probably half the reason we do what we do.  Our fetish goes so far beyond sex so why not experiment more?  Try venturing out to a party or event for starters.  Get dressed at home and take a cab there.  At the very least it will be interesting.  Taking things outside of your normal routine could be very exciting once in awhile.  You might like it more then you think.  You are a fetishist after all, right?

XOXO
Gwen