Well, here I am sitting in the airport waiting to board a plane to London.
We went to the San Jose airport this morning and I was covered in the usual manner. That is, I was in a full rubber dress (very tight and hobbling today) with an open faced hood on. So my face was uncovered for the first time in over a month.
This morning I put the open faced hood on with a transparent catsuit after my bath. The only difference was that I didn't have a hood on the catsuit and I had the open faced one pulled on my head after my hair was dried.
Then I put the hobble dress on as per Sir's orders. My boots are knee high under it...black rubber and with about 5 inch heels, but that's normal.
The only other undergarment is my usual corset..this time a black one that serves as my bra as well...no stockings or other undergarments.
The catsuit has the usual attached gloves and feet...it is just missing its hood
Over the dress, I pulled on the burqa so that I could show my face for a momnet to the security check point woman at SJC.
We got to the airport two hours early and Sir checked us in. The airline peple escorted me into a little room and I showed my face to her for just a moment. she checked it against my passport photo and smiled and nodded. hse didn't mention the fact that the open faced hood was rubber.
It wasn't the same woman as before, but she was quite friendly. She escorted me through the security line and Sir met me just before we had to be checked through the metal detectors.
Some of the TSA people must have been the same as when I flew to San Diego because one of them smiled and said, "Good to see you again". Of course that was just before she also told me I had been selected for additional screening.
They did make me take off my boots, but no one seemed put off by the fact that I was in latex stockings (as far as they knew) underneath. They wanded me, but did not go through any hand luggage because Sir had all of it and they didn't do any extra check on him!
I had to show my boarding pass twice, of course, but again, no one asked for my ID again.
We went straight to the Airline lounge, then I went to the ladies room and took the burqa off for a moment to put on a full face hood over the open faced one. This one had no mouth, so I was gagged the whole flight from SJC to DFW. You can't imagine the sensations of getting on an airplane, covered in multiple layers of latex, gagged and hooded, booted and gloved, and then settling into my window seat in First Class and just shivering with both fear and excitement. It is a recipe for arousal if there ever was one :)
I was not served lunch, of course, and the flight was uneventful. I think the flight attendant was a bit surprised when I pulled out a Patricia Cornwell murder mystery to read, but everyone maintained their professional demeanor.
Now we have landed in Dallas and are waiting in the airline lounge until our flight to London boards. We have a long layover here, so Sir has allowed me to change the gagging mask for one with a very small mouth hole so we can have dinner. I really couldn't talk in this hood either, even if I wanted to, so I remain, for all intents and purposes, gagged.
My dinner, as usual, was liquid. He ate a steak dinner while I had a milkshake and a can of Ensure, which I drank with a straw while holding it up under my Burqa. He ordered the shake for me and was carrying the bottle of liquid nutrient solution (which is quite tasty, actually) in his carryon.
After dinner, we returned to the lounge and I changed the mouthhole hood for the mouthless hood again (I am amazed that these hoods Sir carries in his hand luggage are not subject for query by security...but he says he just wads them up so they don't look like a mask or hood on the X-Ray.
Now I am ready to board the plane. I presume I will not be allowed to eat or drink on the flight...10 hours...but it is OK...I am used to long periods of gagging and lack of liquid. Sir says that If I become very distressed he will let me switch to the other mask to drink something, but I don't think I'll need it.
Actually, it's an overnight flight and I plan on pulling the inside veil in my burqa over my eyes as soon as we board and just sleeping the whole flight. I find this ability to blindfold myself and to just drift away into my own little rubber world so relaxing that I doubt I will be aware of anything during our flight.
I wonder what London Customs will do with me? We always go thru nothing to declare, so I am hoping to have no problems.
Regards
Lady.
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Dear Lady:
Again, what an amazing (and accomodating) experience. It's "nice" (for lack of a better word from my stll sleepy brain) to see that society is either more accepting or tolerant or "alternative" lifestyles. And yet my parents can't seem to get used to seeing a new piece of artwork on my body (although they *finally* understand it's not a fad/trend/phase I'm going through).
How long will you and Sir be in London? I ask because I will be heading there next Wednesday for 5 days, and would love to meet you two if possible. It's always nice to put a face (or in your case, a body) with the words I read.
Dark
You have, once again, shown dramatic insight. I am, as you put it, an object and we are striving to resolve a paradox. Sir likes to take me into the world, but have me be separate from it and not interact with it. I enjoy being in the world, going to cinema, shopping, going to restaurants. But I am enjoying the act of being in the world while being divorced from it..being separated and cocooned away from it.
It's also just an enormous amount of fun...for us, anyway.
Whether this is a 'phase' or not remains to be seen. I suppose wearinglatex and being a submissive for 30 years might be considered a 'phase'...perhaps we need a definition.
regards
Lady
Dark:
I wholeheartedly agree with Lady. You do bring dramatic insight to the table. I don't consider my tattoos to be a phase as this has been an ongoing process for twenty-three (almost twenty-four) years. It's an art collection; one I prefer to wear instead of hang on my walls. So according to your definition, it's not a phase at all nor a transgression (my word) of youth (I'm 34).
As for meeting Lady and Sir, you are correct in that I wouldn't be able to "communicate" with Lady per se. But I assume that, if it were to come to fruition, Sir would be there as well to answer questions and with whom to have conversation.
But for the moment that's neither here nor there. I am just discovering my submissive nature, which is one of the myriad reasons I enjoy reading Lady's blog.
Dark i think it is very closed minded of you to speak down of tattoos and tattooers (I'm a tattooer myself as well as a submissive) especially seeing as how you can so eagerly embrace such an alternative and sometimes very dangerous lifestyle as Lady and Sir's. And tattoos and piercings were NOT originally intended for shock, rebellion or making extreme personal statements, they were used as a way to enter manhood or womanhood in tribes, celebrations etc. You need to inform yourself about these things before being so critical towards someone calling their passion a phase and when a latex fetish can also easily be a phase. you have officially come off as an uneducated asshole with that comment. my blood is boiling so forgive me for any typos
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