I have been having so much fun lately; not only torturing unsuspecting shooting subjects but having one on one time with some devoted slaves. These snippets are from a rubber session that includied head to toe rubber coverage, enema and anal stretching, CBT while subject was suspended, dildo suck training and a ride in a custom made, queen sized vac bed. Sound like your cup of rubber tea?
After getting a bit over zealous with the vac bed, I experienced a severe Wardrobe Malfunction. Luckily I had my trustee assistant on hand to snap a few photos before things really unraveled.
Anyway – the pics are free but your own customized rubber ride will cost you…
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XxOo
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:
- A willing participant
- A previously captured prisoner who is being trained and now enjoys the treatment
- A captor who actually wants to escape but is obediently waiting for the right time?"



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







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






