Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Travel, Thanksgiving, and New Clothes

Wow, here it is Thanksgiving already and I realized I had not posted in a month and a half.

First, Sir and I are travelling in the US again, heading ofr hs family for thanksgiving. We have been travelling about for about a week now and it has been fun.

second, I have some new clothes to describe and a couple of new adventures

Third, happy Thanksgiving to everyone...if your country doesn't have a Thanksgiving holiday, you should get one! They are wonderful!
We had no problems travelling this week. I wore an all white ankle length dress (latex) and white boots, gloves, and open faced hood. Over that, my white burqa with builtin gagging hood. The dress is straight, but not so tight as to make it ard to walk. I'll get to THAT outfir in a moment.

At security we asked for a private check as usual and, for the first time ever, received a bit of pushback. The security checkpoint had no women working that morning. however, Sir persisted, explaining that I had to have a female check me. Finally, after a few minutes, the man acceded and they went to find a female. I hated to cause a scene, but Sir was adamant.

When she arrived and escorted me into a private room, I reached up and unzipped and removed the hood with its pepperpot eyes and no mouht while still under the burqa. It slides easily over the white open faced hood underneath because it was sprayed with a silicone lubricant beforehand.

I pulled the burqa up and tossed it over my shoulders and showed my face to the woman who checke it against my passport. She was polite, but not completely happy with being called away from something else to give me a private check. I thought she was about to be further inconvenienced since there were three saudi women in full niqab in line behind Sir and i. This , btw, was at a UK airport. The Irish airports are always easy and friendly and properly staffed.

She nodded to me and told me i could go. I pulled the burqa back over my head, adjusted it so i coule see and then pulled the inner enclosure hood over my face as was proper. But, with my two pairs of gloves on i could not get the zip to go down propoerly. I fiddled with it a bit then decided I would leave it til later.

Sir met me at the door when i came out and he could tell I was having trouble with my hood. He asked if I couldn't get it zipped and I nodded. He then trned me around and in front of everyon eon the line reacehd up under the back of my burqa, grabbed both sides of my gagging enclosure hood and with a great yank, pulled it down and closed across my head. The he zipped it down with a very fast, forceful motionand the sound of the zip was clearly heard over the silence of the people in line. They were silenetly staring at this man, yanking something UNDER his wife's burqa and did not know what was going on.

I thought I was going to faint! I didn't know why (still don't) but something about watching all those travellers stare at my rubber swathed form as he zipped me into properly silenced encasement was most erotic. I felt like I was truly ready for some very special sex. My knees trembled and I swear I nearly came from the impact it had on me.

A moment later he dropped my burqa, patted me on the back of the head and we stepped through the metal detector. The moment passed and I could breathe again. But I felt like he had just taken me from behind in front of all those people...what a rush!

Now onto the new clothes
I have a new, straight, tight, blue latex skirt that is very tight and falls to just below my knees. A true hobble skirt in best 50's style. It limits my steps to about 3 inches and is incredibly difficult to walk in but easier when I am wearing skyscraper heels or my favorite ballet boots.
But the trick is that it has a zipper at the back which unzis upward about 8 inches to reveal a kick pleat. No slit, and i am still encircled by latex, but walking is a little easier now. all depending on Sir's whim, of course.

I also have a new all black evening gown, ankle length and completely hobbling with a six inch diameter at the ankle. Long sleeved, with attached gloves and a full enclosure hood with no mouth or nose holes and only a pair of small holes for vision. breathing is through two tubes which run out of my nostrils, under my jaw line and to the back of my neck where they exit through two small holes in the rear.

The ankle hem of this dress is like the skirt with a zipper that opens a kick pleat so walking is easier, but always restricted and difficult.

Finally, I have a new blue rubber burqa made by a friend. it looks very similar to my white one but inside it has a blue rubber dress, ankle length like the black one above with total enclosure hood, attached gloves. In addition, the hood has a builtin inflatable gag and, of course, no mouth. The eyes are pepperpot as is the burqa's mesh.

Lastly, this dress has a very interesting feature. Heavy duty zippers are attached from the elbow to the underarm. These allow Sir to zip my arms tight to my body leaving me virtually no freedom of arm movement. and the zippers are of such a type that my arms can be bent behind my back and zipped together. This is the most restritive piece of clothing I have ever seen! I can barely walk in it, cannot move my arms, have limited vision and total silencing. it is absolutely wonderful.

well, our flight is being called so i must go now. more later



Anonymous said...

Hello Lady, how lovely to hear from you again. I hope you are able to continue this latest post and tell us more of your Thanksgiving adventures. I am also keen to hear your experiences with multiple hooding and wearing a neck brace for long periods, which you alluded to in your September missive. Hope you and Sir are having a lovely time. Best wishes, RollyMo

Sir Phil said...

Hello Lady

It's very cool here in the Pacific Northwest I have gone to wearing my PVC coated spandex suits under my vanilla clothing I am actually wear 2 suits my dark blue one and a black shoulder zip one. I am was glad to see you dressed so lovely that we had our web cams on. Happy Thanksgiving to both you and Sir as well to your family.

SanderO said...

Happy Tgiving!!!

That black dress sounds super. Who made it Peter in Denmark?

Can you post some pix?

I think you will find air travel more and more intrusive to your life style here in the States.

Be safe. Good to see that your husband has regained his health.


Anonymous said...

As always Lady, you leave me in anticipation of your next set of pictures and stories.

I recently returned to the Middle East from Manchester and believe it or not, didn't see a rubber mackintosh in 9 days in the olde country!

Love the sound of your special new blue dress and really want to see how those elbow to hand zips work. Sounds just the thing for the lady I would like to dominate if I ever get so lucky!

Keep well and my best to Sir, who sounds like he is back to his very best.

As always and Happy Thanksgiving,

Cariad's Master said...

Good to hear from you again LL, and that Sir sounds reasonably recovered.

Hope we won't have such a long wait for your next entry :-)

Anonymous said...

Thanks for writing!

Anonymous said...

Dear Lady,

Thanks so much, for sharing with us about your latest adventure. I as always, anxiously await your next blog post.

Respect from Canada

Egghead said...

Vey interesting. I am curious about this statement:

"It limits my steps to about 3 inches and is incredibly difficult to walk in but easier when I am wearing skyscraper heels or my favorite ballet boots."

How come the high heels make it easier. I thought the heels would be additional restriction?

Thanks a lot for your always increadibly interesting posts.