Mad for MadRubb Latex

I go a bit mad when I dress up in latex. It is not real madness, more like a kind pure fetish pleasure. I remember when the package from MadRubb arrived at my door. I had stayed in especially, shooting fetish photos and wondering whether that would be the day.

I was hoping for a siesta but when the box arrived, suddenly, the adrenalin and excitement was almost too much. It was intriguing and mysterious at the same time. That made my fetish pleasure even greater when I got my hands on the latex accessories packed inside.

The idea was to have a set shot of me that would provide a future cover for BeDeSeMe magazine. The following week I had sheduled modelling time to produce images of me wearing the latex for MadRubb as well. The trouble was I knew I couldn’t wait. Not a whole week. Not now I’d held the latex and smelt it too. That distinctive fetish smell of brand new, high-quality, latex is like nothing else.

When I finally got to wear the latex bra and latex high-waisted panties they fit perfectly. I had not intended to appear topless in the shoot but I had forgotten the nipple tassels that I had planned to wear. The sensation of having the shiner being applied to the latex panties while I was wearing them is still hard to explain. It felt cool through the latex but I felt the pressure of the hand-strokes and caresses of my assistant as well.

When I was ready for the photographer, it was not just pleasure I felt. I was mad. Mad for MadRubb.

Photographs by Guy Moberly.

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