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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.

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

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 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.

How clued up are you on fetish shopping

I’ve put in some video clips to show you me, and extreme fetish shopping.
Nothing like these little venues, I know the internet is killing them off, but there’s nothing quite like buying off the shelf, trying things on. If I am on the hunt for pervery shopping, it takes me over – I end up in true extreme shopping style. (This is what happened to me the last two occasions I went shopping at these UK fetish market events)

The one thing in common about everywhere I go, is that you cannot find latex porn – anywhere. It is a common thread of dissapointment in my own shopping trips for pervery. BUT, now there is the internet. Latex porn is abundant and provided on niche sites. And so much cheaper too. Even sex shops in the UK do not provide the sort of fetish paraphanalia I enjoy, let alone the videos. You used to be able to find these sort of videos at the fetish markets I would seek out, but quite often due to the confusion on importation laws and such, most videos on latex porn were poor quality, and such a limited mix it was taking chance with pot luck.

I recently came back from LA, and perused the sex shops there for my niche interests, It was a hard hunting job. I made the effort yes, but in the end found one sex shop boutique, selling a DVD for something like $50, It didn’t really please me for the money and the effort searching.

Now there is Latexporn.com! With the best suggestions, insights, explorations and reviews with range specific to my interests. Sadly, I do resign the fact that I will never see such video material in these UK markets anymore. Sometimes to find them is a real gem, but now I regard these shopping markets in a different light. Latex porn, the only type of porn I like to watch (though it is very broad in different sub genres) is something I search out specifically on the internet.

Although abundant in the UK and London, they are poorly supported due to availability on the internet. The traders are mostly artists of some form who sexualised their interest niche. They come and go and rarely last because niches are a limited capacity, there are few people around to support them. As a visitor you cannot beat trying stuff on and testing it out. These events are hardly hardcore haunts with sexuality shoved in your face, they are more like hunting venues for props, fetish finds and costumes. Their nature being so individually varied means you are unlikely to find anything parrallel in quality or diversity in one place or on the high street. At the end of the day anything so personally attributed and dextrously handmade, is NOT something you can find on the high street. In fact magazines like Vogue have often plundered these little market haunts, and recently so to kit up Lady Gaga for a shoot, as one happy trader put to me.

That doesn’t mean prices are fashionista high, although they deserve to be for the artisan efforts, big buyers are few and far between, most have to be competitive over and above their dextrous efforts which is sad. I was one of them, but I gave up trying to make a living off latex to the public, I would have to work more hours than in a day to make a living out of the efforts I out in.

Lady Onna’s secret Sex Scene in a feature

Scene 9: The Latex Fantasy Domme, is one of my recent acts in a new feature Film targeted for release in 2010. ‘Learning Hebrew’ is a British Comedy that will touch on some sensitive issues. Latex porn being nearly one of them. Without giving too much away, other than some of the whacky latex costumes, here is a video journal extracted from a typical 12-14 hour day of filming.

You can debate whether my acting would be true of a Dominatrix or not. I don’t actually class myself as one, just someone who assertively knows what I want – in rubber. But if you were paying for a fantasy, this is where filmmakers can completely take artistic liberty. Well, If I were paying a whole crew, location, set up, and rubber wranglers, for 14 hours, I’d expect a Latex porn fantasy too. It is more common now in mainstream to see Latex and the artistic license on some far fetched domination roleplay. However, if this lights your curiosity, there is little chance of turning back. Once you’ve followed the threads into Latexporn on the internet, I expect the bait is hooked. The styling and visuals of latex may find you suffering anything standard as rather pallid.

Bringing Latexporn ideas into a feature was a coincidental goal of the director, and strictly speaking it isn’t really porn at all. Specific details are similarly attended to – on top of generating the story thread, thus the crew involved dramatically increases. Much as people want to give you the respect of discretion – it simply isn’t possible.

You cant be an actress, and expect to cover erotic styled footage without expecting  overexposure in a crew environment. In fact – I feel more aprehensive for the crew who occasionally are not sure how to deal with me, in embarrasment or afraid to offend me. I am so used to modelling for the sake of an artistic erotic result little phases me except the concerns of ashaming others for maybe being too lewd. I’m used to making sure that stuffed boob job is palpated into the right direction, and sometimes never realise the puns I pull off everytime on a pervy set. Trust me it’s all in complete innocence, when I am working, I am not thinking about the eroticism for me, I am thinking more about the result i’m giving to the audience. This is a talent, after working 14 hours on a shoot, to be able to be motivated and convey the aura is more wearing than erotic for oneself! And the actual achievement after a day’s filming like that? It’s literally ONE short scene of a few minutes. I’ve had plenty experience of this.

The challenge really would be to wench-bitch-whore-slut around in a fetish movie. Seeing as I plan on making my own fetish movie featurette at some point, I’m guessing I would be comfortable anyway because I would pick my own crew – or wear a latex mask then it wont matter. It would probably be in homage to the styling like marquis media – very surreal!

I’m like the borg queen, I want minions in rubber

I used to perv at the young men on the beach in their wetsuits. Now I have youtube and it’s diversity of frogmen all domesticised making cups of tea and still wearing their breathing apparatus. Laughs out loud at my own version of Latexporn. I think I’m terrible for managing to cream off wank material off youtube. As a fetishist though, things can be innately non-sexual for me to really find them attractive.  Somehow I managed to gather my own collection of gimps. I think I pulled them mostly off myspace, … and what to do with them? Well, we made a short mainstream film for a start? It was great. It made it into New York’s Cinekink filmfestival, and got me onto IMDB. Not my idea of Latex porn by any means, but a good laugh to bridge a gap between fetishists and mainstream. (wait ’till I make my own version of Latexporn, that’s me slap in the middle by the way)

Valley of the Dommes

If you’re gay, it must be hard enough finding someone. If you’re a fetishist I realise that hidden sexuality is even less likely to match, let alone dealing with the personality match. So what else is there to do than find all the latexporn I can? Oh and cut the bullcrap of matching personalities and conversational qualities, just give me a gimp! I realise that I do not represent the needs or interest maybe of the average woman. But let me explain my main reason for my ‘love’ of gimps .. among still many more things. Here is one of them:

There is a very good use for gimps. Women change and evolve, even though men want us to stay the same. We go through phases, like our bodies live on a different clock. We change our looks all the time to keep our mystery, our seductiveness, and finally that keeps us attractive.
Our opinions may change over time too, we are a fickle lot. Seeing as our bodies go through growing changing phases of youth and woman hood, and even put us through an emotional monthly cycle; We – are entitled, no matter how confusing it is to the genetically inferioir and less complete race of men.. to rewrite our wants and needs. Our sexuality is based more in the mind, we are more creative or need creativity around us, but sadly bore easily. Yes, us women, are the guilty parties for moving on. A man has to find new ways to fulfil us or be left behind.
Men (to me anyway) are just dicks. The sooner you realise this, the less dissatisfaction you will have later on.
You might find a useful dick to fit your phase of life for a while, but owing to a woman’s changing nature, we’ll get bored of them, we’ve sampled their genepool of missing chromasomes, and when they start talking too much about themselves, pull the fucking gag out ladies. He forgot he was just a sex object. Talking about ourselves, is a woman thing, men are just supposed to listen and be support your changing gameplan. If a man starts talking about himself too much, I would have to be a lesbian to love him, but I cant cos he has a dick.
Don’t get me wrong, I like men. All kinds of men. But they are just for my toybox. Pull one out when I need one, ideally a rubber one. Gimps don’t talk and bore me with their idiosyncracies. I can adore their muscular beauty like a man wanks over his shiny new car. A Lithe slim gimp is also a seductive object to me, in homage to an effeminate forme. Gimps are attractive, even if they are effeminate, because they are distilled version of manhood. Without wobbly fleshy disgusting bits, safe to use, aesthetically pleasing, sterile… There is nothing less manly about them to be attracted to, if anything, for me, only the best properties on show. He is, I might say, as objectified as a dildo.
Rather like romans selling their slaves, I think there should be a gimp trade. If as a woman I need someone to masculinely rough me about – I would still want it to be a matter of fact gimp. Like some hooded henchman hangman, gimps are not there to be weak and pathetic for me. They can be braun, without the self opinionated rambling I don’t want to hear.

Keep one in the wardrobe for later. Guys? I will just point out it’s often easier to act, and for the lady to accept a whole new gameplay if you are zentaid up. Surreal satisfaction both sides. A degree of seperation from reality can keep the fantasy, and relationship alive. I just happen to live in a fantasy world.

Let me show you around a decadent UK Fetish Club

Consensual Kink Bournemouth
Consensual Kink of Bournemouth is a Luxury Fetish club worth travelling down from London for! I got special permission from the owners to video blog my activities, and show you all what I like to get up to. It’s an awesome venue, fully laiden with facilities with the fetishist in mind… be intrigued, the decadent fantasy is REAL! I had a great time here, having been to many venues, I would say this is the benchmark for the UK. Worth travelling long distance for! Classy, Relaxing, Unpressurised, Fully Facilitated for changing comforteably.. although I just turned up like that with a rubber doll!

Here is a video entry on my club exploration:

I drove all the way from London some 150 miles, had to pay for petrol at the station in that latex outfit. Then realised there was full facilities to get kinked up there! Sadly Bunny mentions someone stole their Latex Porn DVDs from the venue. The one they sadly miss is the Karezza DVD: Stephanie 2
Karezza's Stephanie 2 DVD

(This DVD I am proud to say I recommended to them). It comes in a beautiful case, no wonder it was stolen. It’s good enough to give as a gift! Normally there is a good class of clientelle and respectablity at these clubs, theft is rare. But Karezza’s video is a treasure, and I do so hope it is discretely returned to the club owners.

Well, I had a fun time exploring the club venue, and my rubber doll was looked after by a lovely Mistress there while I did so. I shall have to go and pay her a visit sometime heehee. It’s difficult filming in clubs, everyone has to have their discretion obviously, but this was an ideal opportunity for me to show you what I get up to, as the theme was a masque fetish ball.. so most people were prepared to accept me bimbling about with the camera.

I hope to be able to show you more of my club adventures. It’s not easy as all clubs, even standard ones have discretion policies. If anyone wants me to cover their event, please write back and let me know. I’ll minx around and make it fun for you! Give me a challenge and announce me, though I do have to warn you – I will be turning up in rubber.

Man Fishing in Latex

Latex mermaid by onna

When I was unable to use my mermaid tail, I managed to get some lad to give me his tight speedo knickers while i kept on my latex top. Latex proved a hit at the pool. I feel like I could get away with murder. Dressing as a latex mermaid is a cheeky way of getting the right attention. It’s fairly innocent, but this minx found a way of enjoying self bondage, in tight latex, in public hehehe. And any excuse to get some help for a slithering mermaid… proof is in the video here:

OK it might seem a bit pointless for the guys. Come to think about it, dont you need access to a decent pool?, and how do you even SHAG a mermaid anyway? well guys, there’s always the bathtub you can man heave us girlfish into. heh. I like strong arms mmmm. Wrap her in clingfilm and test out her squirming. If latex isn’t around, you can still play with that. I am so tiny I can fit both legs into a large moulded rubber stocking. Now that’s a cheap bondage sock!

I don’t want to tarnish the image of mermaid play as sex play. Mermaids are universally accepted as a safe aquaphile fantasy, safe enough even for our children to play with the idea of because sexual organs are something left out of the mystery. But to me, mermaids are still very sexual beings. As a kid I remember visual stories of them seducing men, and often being topless. It’s true I watched Bagpuss. Bagpuss?! (it was a show for tots and I distinctly remember the topless mermaid animation.) I even bought the DVD recently to prove my memory wasn’t false.

Anyway, back to using mermaid games as sex play.. well, I do anyway. Try it. Its a sweet way of getting over the lady if she’s abit coy about the latex thing, or bondage thing for that matter, let alone breathplay. See, you dont even need to do the whole sex thing. For a lady, the whole artful fantasy of feeling beautiful and graceful, helpless out of water, is foreplay. You’ll get great pictures in the bathtub even.

She’ll start to be aware of her body more, and work on that flexibility to get more arty results. And fellas!… dont think women don’t appreciate a dude in a shiny black rubber wetsuit. Get ‘yer asses down the lido with a monofin, you’ll soon work out those abs in the pool. Look after yourselves, Lady Onna likes to see men in rubber, train up and please us! Or do you need discipline?

Now ladies, I just gave you a big hint on how to go man fishing, in the safest possible way. Que the lifeguards, they normally have ace fit bodies. Sadly all these ones were taken though, and the boy who’s speedos I knicked (sorry  …borrowed) I bloody scared him off cos this mermaid looks a bit of a shiny black sealskinned man eater!

What the fuck is it I do?

‘So Lady Onna, in a nutshell what do you do?’: Which was really hard for me to answer because I sing, I dance, I act, I model, I make latex, my sexuality is broadly in fetish, and thats where I get my drive for all my work…

I’ll tell you it’s a perplexing question when I actually have too many fingers in different squidgy pies. And not everything can be explained without being cut to shreds and sanitized for youtube. So after some banter behind the scenes of a short sweet interview, I am now knocking heads with various filmmakers to produce something for ‘our’ market. Well, hopefully something I can still partially shove on youtube without getting deleted again. Apparently I’m too sexual for youtube, so now my footage is bastardised down and cut to shreds so I cannot possibly be mistaken for anything sexy.

I make and model latex like these stockings and gloves... amoung other thingsI made these Latex Stockings and Gloves

The video above by Essex UK TV explains in a very gentle nutshell what I do. And there’s a snippet of insight into my home. With my play pole, megalomaniac bust sculpture, and part of my latex wardrobe I am so daintily showing off. It really only skirts over one of my rubber wardrobes, with a gentle peek suitable for youtube. Really I would like to get on and show you some sweet little vignettes of more of my more pervy wardrobe, so that is to come I think. For now, Here is a clip voyeuring on how I created the above images. One of my Vocal Tracks is overlaid on the clip. Its about time I made a proper music video, I might just go and make a pervy one..

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