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This is what I want

Porn is to me ultimately unsatisfying, that’s why we go back and watch more. My niche of satisfaction has become so narrow, I turn to latexporn instead. And still, I want.. more. So what is it I want then?

I want to see:

  • Full latex enclosure, but it has to be taut, undertension.
  • Everything covered like a second skin.. including bits… including male bits.. prefereably form fitting, almost dip moulded like. OH! but sadly I have not seen that! and sadly men don’t seem to like that – gee I’m screwed then (I wish).  What I really DON’T want to see when I’m tuned into the idea, is bits exposed cos they couldn’t cut or mould the rubber to fit nicely. Damn shame that, because it seems to go against everyone elses ideal of porn. Soon as I see some exposure there, you’ve lost my attention span.
  • Nice shiny, glossy, slippery actually even sinuous latex. So often if it looks unclean, or overused – it’s just a gross turn off. Latex on film IS an expensive art. If crew or fluffers just aren’t keeping an eye on making it sensuously slimey. I am already thinking they are more into going into their own zone and or faking a performance, than being on camera for the ART of latex porn.
  • Nice tight visuals of the above, close form fitting, almost glossy photographic sex objects up close. Even slimey latex anatomical penetration without any skin exposure.  I must be sounding impossible to please right now. So here’s where you come in. Any one know of that particular visual get in touch and leave a link in the comment feild. I will look. And hopefully a bunch of you can determine if I am right in knowing just a few seconds that moving imagery would please me no end.

I saw once someone’s home movie, from Germany. She was a mistress and obviously into her latex sex, and stuck a handheld camera on a tripod while she and her partner got stuck in. I don’t know how I came across the tape. The camera was a a fixed distance – there was no production value. But – she had all the right rubber on! a perfectly form fitting latex vulva, except him, It worked for me strangely enough, but I only wished he had been covered up as well. Fustrating for the ladies I think, no one really caters us, as its mostly the men that buy it, so no one thinks we need it. One day I am intent on producing my own. I would be more than motivated if I had real support for that idea.

Drowning in bondage

“Costume designer Lady Onna provides some beautiful mermaid tails for the girls to wear, which she describes as ‘leg corsets’ and which act as underwater bondage.” I took this quote from a video description the studios are using to promote their filming activities.

I was being knowingly sarcastic, when I gave the interview for the promotional video of creating mermaids out of nothing.

I was not creating mermaids out of stunt girls who were trained and fit. Oh no, I don’t think they would have paid for that. It’s all very well if at least one of them was taking it on herself to enthuisiastically practice.

I was creating mermaids out of just.. girls. And my job was to make them as real a mermaid as could be on the costume side, without them having any training whatsoever.

Unbeknown to them until the reality hit as we were on route to a location at sea… they were taking on a big risk to themselves without necessarily having the aptitude for it.. ‘I don’t want to do this’… one of them whispered to a colleague as the final preparations wrapped. And my hands are tied, I am just the costume lady…

I was about to wrangle these girls into the tight PVC leg binding tails I had made, and see them off into the water while I joined them on the same venture. Speaking from a veteran point of view now, someone who likes bondage, enclosure, claustrophobia, aquaphilia… I wasn’t keen on giving these girls the dunk in this ornamental bondage.

The tails were more ornamental than practically made for bondage. I could have used Latex but used Shiny Transparent PVC on this occasion. If the tails were made more surviveable for their punishment, then there would have been a balance of compromise (not often considered by requisition). This would be of lesser ornamental appeal and something more practical but less binding for the same budget. In other words these tails were ornamental, fragile, and very difficult to maneuver in. One of the first things that become apparant when self bondaging in the water with a large ornamental tail is that even practicing with cling film doesn’t bring you close to challenge. The tail prevents you from rolling easily, which is a motion instinctive if you want to reach the surface quicker in some situations. Suddenly not only do you realise how encumbered you are to think about swimming by squirming through your back, and then you realise everything takes twice as long to achieve – and you still only have one breath to do it in, and a tail dragging you back…

Now who wants a tail?

Lady Onna Makes Mermaid TailsLady Onna Makes Mermaid TailsLady Onna Makes Mermaid Tails

Asia Latex Porn

One of the culture shock values I found working here in the Philippines was the dichotomous attitude that exists here against such perversions exploited on a website such as this.

I am currently based in a strongly roman catholic country, which upholds moral conduct belief systems to the point of what I see as repression and almost dangerous oppression. Yet, openly, just as in the west we are overcoming our issues about openness regarding homosexual practices, here, I am entertained to see ‘gayness’ is as acceptable and a wholesomely colourful part of their society. ..Now, begs the question, how do the Philippines respond to my perversion of sexuality, and downright fetish?

Well, when I arrived here I was with full tow of chastity belts in my baggage, cutting down on my overage in baggage by literally emptying bags and donning some of my leather gear at flight check in. My weighty fetish baggage had exploded upon disembarkation, and it’s various saucy contents spilled on the collection point pick up carousel. Unaware of the potential hazard I was apparently in I was very lucky to have been asked ‘Hello Madam, Are you Vivianne Westwood?’ upon passing through bagcheck. With humour, and layered in heavy leather dress. Other production designers had suffered the unlucky fate of having their personal Jackrabbit super dildos confiscated and narrowly avoiding prosecution for national laws on holding items considered pornographic in nature.

Somehow, I got through… with all my Latex sets of clothing intact, un-confiscated. I never questioned the cultural standings on all these issues of sexuality, yet it was my main job to be the costume designer on a fetish scene of a mainstream feature film. I therefore thought any cultural issues were taken care of, and that I was not in any position of risk.

I was introduced to the compound (a security protected studio complex) as Lady Onna, the name stuck regardless of my IMDB name. Strangely befitting of what I represent. It was clear from production meetings that the artistic license to do a fetish nun scene would be considered offensive to their religion [and law] and place the studio in bad standing. So, I wondered what the repercussions would be to produce such an evocative scene of deviant sexuality at the studios. However, all was open arms..

And it seems, they like chastity, punishment, and safer than sex latex. So Lady Onna is quite welcome here. and here are the output ravings from the studio itself to prove my point.

SM remix

behind the scenes

thrill of being a victim

Clip tits

I’ve been away for a while peeps – costuming a film with the BDSM undertones required for one scene. While involved in production my hours are long, laborious. We are physically making the stuff to dress the models, right down to the leatherette gloves. Not all the models will be able to wear latex gloves due to the amount of time being in them, will cause to some extent almost lacerations on the inside arm. I will explain that point on another note.

For now I am talking about the efforts required for the production to pull together one scene of a feature film. I was working at a pretty big studio set up. Most fetish films for latex porn are a low level set up – shot mostly in a day, due to the constraints of shooting models for long periods of time in latex. I had a set of daily strips to focus on that cumulated into one scene, over the course of a one week shooting schedule. Each Strip consisted of a list of shots in which as costume designer I had to make special considerations to anything shown on a tight frame.

In particular details like gloves where attended to, with specifics probably unnatainable easily on a shop bought basis due to details like buckles, lacing etc. We had a budget to fit the entire costuming to. I made special effort for unusual demonic silhoettes with inflateable horns. All of these made for the film, and lead in team work by myself under the direction of the production designer.

Making Fetish Gloves

I was happy to be known throughout the film studios under my Alias Name of Lady Onna, rather than my IMDB name. It was rather pleasant, and also befitting I suppose with the nature of the work. I realise now looking back at this video that I am sitting there in the wardrobe room, with clothing pegs on my tits. Getting into the theme of things heh.

Anyway the difference between a feature production, with a BDSM insert scene, is the ability to spend on the production value to get the authentic look. We spent weeks in production actually sourcing and making the stuff, right up to the last hour, with new models on the slate adding to the background artistes and requiring fittings. Then in pricipal photography, the long hours and looking after wardrobe responsibilities continued into long hours until after the day’s wrap with further cleaning of the garments.

A lower budget fetish movie produced just for the satisfaction of fetish alone can not entertain the finance and process of making for weeks, then fitting out, wrangling models for days on end. To some extent you have to admire the ingenuity to produce such fetish movies within a days shoot. Costumes have to be begged, borrowed, and credited where not paid for. All to stick within marketeable costs.

Costuming a feature film

The Latex Bedroom

Someone wrote to me asking me to kit them out with a latex bedroom, the ultimate fantasy etc. But when it came to pricing he obviously wasn’t taking the thought seriously. I have a double sized set of valanced bottom sheets, duvet case, frilled bedspread and four pillow slips with matching frilled trim, all in thick rubber.

These have lasted years, but not without care. They’ve had a few puncture repairs from heels. They take ages to wash down, remove powdery watermarks, polish and dry off without exposing to the Daylight UV. Right now I don’t think they can take much more abuse from me, so I am thinking of making a new set in bronze. The materials alone will cost me (UK) £700. Then I have to spend all that time glueing around several yards of edges at finger walking pace, and at least double the yardage pleating and double seaming as I go along. See it’s not good enough I just have a play sheet! I want something that looks like a luxury suite!

Then there’s making the space for laying out all that rubber – assuming I am set up for it of course. Not that easy. Curtain making is one thing, where the weight of drapes is something you actively work against when heaving through a machine. But here I am glueing along the weighty edges of swathes of rubber. Gasing myself in fustration at it’s aroma, and getting high on Glue.

So is it worth it? well, for those into the rubber only I guess. Satin has that similar feel, but you cant get it wet. Rubber has that curious organic quality due to it’s smooth surface and stretch. As it weighs itself down, it conforms around you, clamps down even, seals around you, quivers and ripples when the air moves in such a way you really would believe it is alive. So even if you have invested in nothing else, no rubber outfit, then you can still tap into that sensation without the hassle associated with squeezing into tight rubber outfits.

Finally, many a time I have used it as a great background prop, draping, sliding over etc. I suppose it’s not really available to the average person because some people would eally have to justify why they are spending 000’s on their ’sex life’.  Well, for me, it’s a no brainer, I have little else for means of self satisfaction. I’m normally very selfish about my sheets because everyone wants to have a go and play but don’t think about the responsibility of repairing them (if playing with spike heels on) and keeping them in shiny condition. It’s tooo much hassle for the average person – or average fetishist even. The price to me is representative of having an essential luxuary suite (for a fetishist) that I can PULL OUT FOR USE and hide away again. Even better – take it with me, wherever I go, and it doesn’t look like a crappy blow up bed.

So why did the bloke write to me? I guess he thought sheets were equivalent of silk ( well for start the weight is not equivalent, and weight alone would cost you a packet) Further more I think I was incensed that there was a hint of  ‘try the sheets I am ordering so I can have a discount’. For many people a latex bed will just remain a dream unless you choose to invest properly.

my rubber bed

Latex Lifestyle

I made latex for myself, it was always part of my lifestyle. But I finally met someone who was proud of me, and wanted to try and promote me, take pictures etc, for my skills in making, and it seemed like natural progression to make it sell. Back in those days I was deluded with the idea that there was a market, and sector big enough to support my lifestyle (so far an expensive hobby).

Latex Lingerie at home

But it was one hell of a learning curve. It was in learning how to expose myself in public – I mean as in my image, modeling! Modeling was a learning curve, I only wanted images good enough to last a rubber sale on ebay at the time. I thought that was my only target. I was at the point in the beginning, where I could not see how wide the market was, or what was on the other side of the hill. It was a shared learning curve in for him too; lighting latex, learning how to work with someone – which I never really learned anyway, because familiarity bred some kind of photographer bashing contempt when I was in rubber >:-]

Bubblegum Latex by Onna

I guess I kind of realised in the end my creativity wasn’t in just the rubber, it was in everything I did, and I wanted control of every level of that chain, from making through to the final image. If you never really get it, you’re never really 100% happy with the result.

I am looking back at the results nostalgically. So many of the designs were lost, sold over time, pictures on corrupted hardrives, stolen hardware, and it’s really hard to find original pictures… I will need to take some more snaps at home of my work to catch up with the inventory of STUFF. The pictures served their little task at the time of selling on ebay, but that is not where my market is so I left it behind. One day I might put a couple of items up there, but it wont be anything like trying to make a living out of sweatshopping my making skills again.

I see some people still do it on ebay, and I am glad they do cos I can’t be bothered with it all! I am such a lifestyle perv like any other, I keep an eye on any ebay bargains for rubber.

BUT, living latex, IS an expensive hobby, like any hobby is really. I have the lucky talent of being able to ‘make do’, ‘invent’, ‘make new’, and it was this ‘Talent’ out of reclaiming and saving expense that got me into making my own rubber in the first place…

I had converted my gallery boutique into a collection of rubber making, and it did not survive the mini economic market of the island. Sweat shopping my skills for an online presence to maintain the gallery in a cuthroat ebay audience took it’s toll. So I lost the boutique, and bottled out of internet selling, back into my own latex lifestyle. I do miss having the shop badly sometimes. It was base camp for my art. I do remember lots of island pervs coming out the closet to camp out on my time in the boutique while this madam got bored with their tales of Island repression.

My Gallery Boutique, back in the days

Like I really give a shit. I have always acted free and unrepressed in my rubber, and particular pervism. These little wankers obviously never had the balls to live their life outside my shop. I even gave them opportunities to party in pervism on the Island by headlining the Island Fetish events which I started organising. There seemed to be an opportunity since so many people were delighted with my bizarre boutique. Unfortunately I left that behind too. Without the shop as base camp to run the events from, I was no longer tethered to the island, and found business elsewhere enough to take my mind off hosting parties there. Shame, no one really carried it on.

Actually I think I have a lot to thank for the original photographer who started me off on this train. He still supports my ideas now, and we’ve learned together through much of the picture sharing experience, that I might leak some of the more intimate ones out another time.

At the beggining

Webcam Pervery

I have been communicating with friends across the world and recently discovered the benefits of webcam. For those of you that can’t bloody type as fast as instant messaging requires just use a videocall. Only, here’s the catch, not many of us are used to being seen at home, exactly the way we are.  It’s a leap of confidence in ourselves to accept it. The thing is, I am so used to MY normal way of being, I often forget that MY normality is not the same as the viewer’s .. which can cause some entertainment.

I am so at peace with my own lifestyle and not really thinking of my presence that I am sometimes unaware if I have left the webcam on just while I’m exchanging photo or music files for example. In one instance I was sent a video, and that video was of me – as a friend had seen me getting ready to go out that night. Someone had recorded the silent footage of this window in my life. Well I was quiet entertained with what I saw of myself, so I posted it up for all to see.

Apart from now knowing one of my alterior identities, you must realise that Harley Quinn is one of my favourite Batman villainesses. I have prepared a number of the Harley Quinn outfits now, to minx around at different occasions.  I trust you fellow latexporn pervs with not letting the secret out of who I really am.

Because much of my weird latex life is online now in little montages on youtube, I am wondering wether to do an online hour, a fixed time every day where my lodgers come home and the antics begin. Getting ready to go out. Guests arriving for dinner.. settling down for a night in of watching latex porn… just leaving the webcamera hosting the happy hour. What do you think? My lodgers don’t get much say in this, obviously. It all depends on when I work out how to host the live feed all from my rigged house, so this could be a little while in setting up.

webcam pervery

Costuming the BDSM world

Seeing as the world is flat.. maybe I fell of the edge of the world? Well actually only as far as the Phillipines. My skills in rubberising people has spread internationally, and I have been rather busy lately video conferencing with an LA Production shooting a BDSM scene in the phillipines. It is part of a mainstream feature film, and not unusually there, I have been asked to costume the underworld.

I need to make sure I get clearances for everything I am taking over there as the wardobe I am taking may raise a few eyebrows in checking in/out. I have amassed a collection of latex gimp hoods, catsuits, latex Madam dresses, wenches, chastity belts – everything you can imagine. I will be working during preproduction fitting all the actresses who will be living on site during the shooting schedule. Much of the stuff will have to be darted and reglued prior to shooting, dresses replicated for backup for the undoubted tears and splitting etc.

I am the one that gets to fit all the oriental ladies up >:-] heeheehee….

Here is a sneek peek at some of the latex styling I am bringing into the film:

detail levels of some of the costuming
Flambouyant cuts by onna
latex textures hand cast by onna
Latex compositions by onna
Chinese Dresses by Onna
A Latex Whore house in the Feature Film

I would just like to point out – that I no longer make designs to sell. The business long since struggled to make me any form of living, but the skills have not been wasted. I have found my niche with working in films to continue my perverse hobby of dressing women (and men as women) in latex. Much of the indecent looking stuff i don’t really have pictures of. Since no photographer was really willing to pay me the time of day to pose in indecent stuff – I never bothered to take pictures of it, It will be used in the film instead.

I am still wondering how I will explain things like cock pants and chastity belts in my hand luggage.. Does anyone have any advice on that before I leave?

I wont be out of contact while I am there – things are not backward, but the hours will be long, anything like a 12hr day might be normal. But then that’s normal for film production. The hours are long, it’s never a wrap until the last scene is in the can, and I will be on standby all the time waiting for someone to burst their costume. I’ll probably be all dressed up at the same time.

The film is called ‘Victim of Circumstance’ and will be out in 2010.

Latex dressing for personal pleasure vs fun

Latex always looks so cool It’s almost a rule when I go out. But there are consequances; after hours of prancing and dancing around in thick layers with extreme corsets on, I am guaranteed to have sweat my load into every crevice of my suit. The moment I step back outside to return home after a night out – I FEEL COLD AND WET!! and the longer the time it takes to get home, the more rancid and irritable I might feel.

The first thing I do when I get back is take a dive in the bath tub WITH all my latex gear ON. That way I get it off easier and everything gets washed all at the same time. Because I am quite lazy it’s better to kill two birds with one stone but never ever neglect care of latex.

Never will I go back to the days of learning minger where my latex was hastily taken off and shoved in a sweaty ball under the bed until I could be bothered to deal with it. YUK. It’s a job getting into it, and a job getting out, but do the bath thing and at least you are looking after your latex.

I have to seperate my fun with latex from pleasure. If I am dressing up to go out, it’s a challenge to ignore the sensation of wearing it, but I have to tune out of it or else I will rapidly find it uncomfortable. So sadly, NO I get no personal pleasure at all now from wearing latex – out in public. To me it’s as normal as any other day, with the added task that it is a challenge and often an encumbrance is to showcase oneself. LOOKING GOOD KILLS. So I live with it. Latex looks good, but out and about, it is never 100% comfortable, and often a physical challenge: Just like High heels, Killer corsets, Headache Hairdos, or Makeup that wants to make your skin melt away…

Now, If I am dressing for personal pleasure, thats a different story. I like well fitted things, preferably moulded actually, as the time I would spend in it I would then end up with seam creases embedded in my skin. I like the thin latex, but then have a craving for more tightness, restriction and difficulty in the heavy rubber. So, I rather like to spend my time say 2 hours, slowly getting more layers on, and this time enjoying the sensations.

It is not at all similar to going out in latex. I have learned now from many occasion, that although I  can enjoy the sensation of latex, it becomes a chore to do so in public, without at a whim the use of a bathroom. Dreading the return journey and how tiredness rapidly affects your comfort levels past the ’sweat buckets’ point. Contrary to what people think, you dont sweat from heat or it being hot in rubber- you sweat from exersion and discomfort. And once sweaty, it stays in contact slurping over your skin. Not enjoyable for me if I am thinking about getting home. Only enjoyable if I really want to sit down and watch that latex porn, or play around in the bedroom.

Latex Girls in Camden Fashion!

Wow I had a surprise! I went clubbing to a seemingly standard nightlife club in London… And HAD to take pictures, as before my eyes  RUBBER has become a commonly natural fashion mixed in with highstreet. It was a really nice refreshing change to see rubber mixing with the mainstream, as opposed to only being seen in the discrete world of fetish clubs mixed with some sordid sight I wouldn’t have the permission to share with you.

Here is a Short video clip of a particular club – ELECTRIC BALLROOM, on a Friday night, when all things spectacular from the growing Camden Fashion scene show themselves in latex.

Inferno night at the electric ballroom

I was really entertained that night seeing all the dress up. Here are some of the pictures I took from that night, featuring all things Latex porn for the eyes :P

Just look at the effort the Ladies go to to dress up!
You've been TANGOEDCyber Latex

latex and leather

It seems the youth culture of camden know more about bondage apparel and how to wear it out than generally we are led to believe…

neck corset

No fear to dress up Latex Catsuit style – on a normal club night! This is not a fetish event! Am I seeing a reassurance of cultural acceptability of dress up? Is this specific to Camden in London Only?

latex catsuit!

I will be trying to find out if there are other clubs further afield with a similar level of dress up commitment to what is normally regarded as fetish wear. But the London Camdenites have firmly made a mark in accepting alternative fashion, as a challenge to artistically out dress each other. This seems to go without making some sexual statement that is normally expected at a fetish club. What is important to realize is that it is not being treated as a fetish, merely a uniform or statement of fashion.

There were also fellas a plenty also dressed up, sorry to disappoint by presenting only pictures of the ladies, but they were a lot more colorful! I’m saving my thoughts on the lads for another article, maybe to present some fashion ideas for dressing up since I am always asked so many times.

What is important to remember – is that fetish over the years follows trends and changes slowly over time, according to whatever is available or enticed us in our development. The youth culture of today will probably have fetishes, but maybe not in the same disguise of the rubber mackintoshes of times before. Fetish has refined in such a way just like fashion, that to separate generations maybe almost incomprehensible to each other. This is something I have to find out…