Sunday, December 12, 2010

A New Friend in Second Life

I wanted to take a moment to mention that I have been back in Second Life a lot lately. I have been away for a few months, hardly ever signing on or going in-world. But I began to log in a bit more in the last month and Sir instructed me to update my wardrobe and my look. All of which translates into


I have been acquiring, at his behest, a significantly broader SL wardrobe and adopting a bit edgier (his term) look for my avatar, LatexLadyll Galicia. Of course the items are latex and I do still try to exercise a certain restraint in terms of fashion, looking for gowns and dresses, but I have added a ridiculous number of new items to my inventory in the past month. These include

Catsuits ... with the new V2 Tattoo layer, catsuits really are second skins, not first...and they fit nicely under more elaborate outfits.

Gowns ... There are more and more designers in SL making great latex gowns and formals

Hair ... I have upgraded my hair from the simple Betty Page style I have used for a couple years to include longer and more elaborate styles ... including some that go well with my kimonos and also with a more edgy look. Modesty Blaise was always another one of my favorite characters and I found some lovely Up-Dos that remind me of her

SHOES!!! ... it is amazing how many new pairs of shoes and boots I have purchased this month. Sir sent me specifically looking for thigh highs and for unusual stylings to go with my new-found look. Coincidentally, we have been shoe shopping in RL as well and I have acquired several new pairs in the real world as well as Second Life.

I have been much aided in these shopping endeavors by my recent re-discovery of the Second Life Fetish Fashion Blog by Deirdre Young and Lelo Recreant ( . Although I had a whole list of usual shops that I frequent, these two fine young journalists provided me with a wonderful collection of new and different places to spend those Lindens.

A recent posting by these two led me back to House of Alisha and Alisha Ultisch. She has produced some amazing new latex restrictive and ethnic fashions including a new latex abaya with full veils (she had already made me several burqas), and an extravagant evening gown with layers of veiling which includes optional robotic handmaids.

I acquired the abaya and veils, and I am keeping my fingers crossed for the evening gown from Sir! it IS gift giving season, after all. So, even though I am seen more and more in long leggy catsuits, jackets, and other fetish gear, i can still retreat to a soft enveloping burqa from time to time. Her latest creation complements my new one in RL from Peter. I usually wear the one while I prance around in SL in the other. Those V2 features such as outfits and tattoo layer come in very handy as well ... As i am in RL, I can now be fully dressed in heavy restriction in SL while veiled most modestly in a burqa, khimar, or niqab and abaya

All of this is a digression however. I wanted to say that after I chatted with Alisha a bit, she mentioned Deirdre and Lelo to me and gave me an introduction. This led to me spending a lovely 90 minutes chatting with Deirdre (Lelo was present, but appropriately quiet as Deirdre's sub). The chat ranged all over the map but I can certainly say that this is one of the most intelligent, articulate, and fascinating persons I have met in SL. I heartily recommend the blog as both a wonderful reference and guide to fetish fashion in SL as well as an interesting insight into the thought processes of a pair of self reflective fetishists. The two ladies are fascinating to read and you can get a better sense of what real D/s relations look like both n RL and SL by just reading between the lines of their blog.

Well, SL aside, in the real world we have been quite busy the past month

Of course there is the usual seasonal decorating going on and we have our tree, lights, wreaths, and other decorations up. I have been embroidering christmas ornaments for years and we used only those on the tree this year. Nonetheless, we had too many so we donated a box of them to a local charity needing christmas decorations. We also chose our angel tree children from a tree at the mall ... Yes, I DID get a few odd looks picking out angel tree names from a tree while fully veiled in a bright red latex burqa...such fun.

I have been wearing the red one more and more lately because it is the most festive looking and I do enjoy this season. I presume most people have seen the latest photos Sir let me upload to Flickr which he took while we were out to lunch one day in November.

We've done our Christmas shopping and i have acquired some nice gifts for him. Shopping by myself in the mall is always an interesting experience...still exciting even after these last few years. However, if anything, shop clerks and people were more helpful than usual.

We have also been entertaining friends and visitors here in the past month. Our friends from Switzerland passed through for a weekend and it was great to see them. We also drove down to see his family in San Antonio for Thanksgiving. The weather was just incredible. A bit cool, but fine for walking around the shopping center and dining on thie patio the first night.

So, a usual Christmas season and a very enjoyable time lately.

Happy Holidays to everyone and I will write again soon

Monday, November 08, 2010

Out and About in Cool November Weather - with pics

Well, by now, many people will have seen the new batch of pictures Sir took and let me put up on my flickr account. We were out for lunch at Cheesesteak Factory in the local town square the other day. We had a very nice afternoon, not doing much, but enjoying the day.

We do this quite often, but on this day, Sir took some photos and, with only a little begging, I was allowed to post them up on my Flickr account

We had lunch first...I was allowed to speak and to eat...bringing my small bites under the burqa. I wore my bright red one which looks very nice in the sun. He took some pics around the house and garden first, then took me over to Cheesecake Factory for some broccoli and fries. I was wearing a full face hood as usual under the burqa, but this one had a mouth opening so I could speak and eat normally.

After, we went window shopping...this is an unenclosed shopping center, a town square for the suburb really. I posed with a woman in surgical scrubs who saw us and popped out of a White House/Black Market clothing store. She wanted to know what we were up to and then I asked her if she would like Sir to take a picture with us both and she said yes.

Nice jackets in WH/BM, if you are into wool and do not require a hood. :-)

After that we wandered over to the Apple store and I got to play with an iPad a bit and look at the Mac Air...very nice and light. And I can report that the iPad works even with my gloves on!

Then off to the bookstore (a big box B&N ... love these places) and some browsing, some pictures (Sir took a couple of me from the escalator as he was going up) and then some as we got a drink at the coffee bar.

All in all a nice quiet afternoon as usual...not unlike how we spend our time quite often, but I was so happy he let me publish the pics. He usually does not even think to take any photos.

Everyone was very polite, some staring, but no comments. Cheesesteak Factory staff were wonderful and very helpful and most friendly. The Apple people were helpful and nice and the B&N folks are always completely accepting of the woman in the burqa!

Hope everyone enjoys the pics...everyone should be able to see them, even in places like German!


Friday, September 10, 2010

A Break in the Heat

At long last, we've had a nice break in the heat. The temperature has dropped over the past few days and we had two days of torrential rains as a side effect of Tropical Storm Hermine. Unfortunately, that rain (about 30 cm in a day) cause flash floods and the weather spawned some very destructive tornadoes.

Sir and I spent much of the time indoors, however, and were quite safe. Our home is well above the flood plain and in a part of town not typically prone to tornadoes although any part of the DFW area is subject to them to some degree.

Nothing much to report. We took the opportunity of lower temps and rain to go out and have some fun. Dinner and movies in the cooler evenings. It was quite nice to go to a steak house and be able to eat a small plate of teak bites and potato under my red burqa. Sir allowed me to be un-gagged for the meal although I happily wore a very tight red silencing hood to and from the restaurant.

He has ordered me a new burqa in response to the comments from folks reading my last post. It will be in metallic platinum. Peter Leth, our master of rubber burqas, has come up with a new addition to the design which Sir likes a great deal.

I am looking forward to wearing it, as this new burqa will have three layers of occlusion and veiling. The new third part is supposed to be quite sever according to Sir.

For Labor Day we had some friends over, Sir cooked, and I was allowed to float around the pool in my white skinsuit and burqa. We even played a bit of pool volleyball and it was most fun. I must say, however, that a burqa is not the best attire for spiking the ball while standing in a pool. :-)

Floating in the burqas is amazing...all the rubber wetly flowing and settling and weighing me down, Our friends gently holding me up and caressing me, and being silenced and tightly wrapped and restrained...fantastic!

And, do not worry...we are always most careful with latex in the pool...I am never in any danger. If I don't say that I will have 20 comments about being careful ... please believe me when I say we know what we're doing and I don't recommend rubber enclosure in a pool without watchful, aware friends around.

Our friends were also in full enclosure for at least part of the day, although they shed their TE suits down to just briefs and bikinis for Sir's steak dinner. I, of course, was not allowed to shed anything, but was given a nice liquid milk-shake for my dinner. Sir was very nicely covered in an elaborate enclosure suit which he then took off to cook in. Under it he wore a rubber t shirt and rubber biking shorts of a most enjoyable nature.

Not much else to report. Sir is talking about us going to see Blue Man Group while they are here. That will be great fun, particularly swathed in multiple layers of metallic blue latex! I shall report back once we have seen the show.

It is once again clear and hot today, but with September here, the cooler temperatures of autumn are not far away.


Sunday, August 15, 2010

Still Here - Been Very Lazy in the Heat

Hello, everyone.

Yes, I am still here and still intent upon updating this blog. But it has been several months since my last post because I have had little or nothing I wished to write about.

I still have very little to report, but I am less busy now and staying inside almost constantly because of the extreme heat here in Texas. It has been as high as 107 F occasionally and the humidity is very high as well.

Sir has been traveling a lot lately as he gets business for his company but I have not accompanied him recently.

The heat is so high that I am reduced to a single layer of latex most of the time. Often this is just a loose skirted, ankle length dress with hood and gloves. Sometimes it is just a skinsuit.

I have been out swimming in our pool several times...typically in a white or transparent grey skin suit. But even then, it is best if I wait until the sun falls below the trees or even until after sunset.

We did go see Sorcerer's Apprentice a few evenings ago. Silly, but fun and I always enjoy Nicholas Cage. The particular theater at the cinema we went to was small as the movie is soon to be out of the theater. We sat in the top row and had only a handful of other people in to see the show. I wore my white burqa with its silencing hood ankle length dress over a white dress and gloves and boots. Very light latex for me since I had only the burqa hood on my head under the burqa and only the dress covering my skin. theater, thank goodness, are still well over air-conditioned so it was quite comfortable.

Sir seems quite comfortable with the heat, still wearing his latex slacks and shirts although he only wears one layer. He keeps his offices very cool as well so he can tolerate the heat as well. If he has to wear street clothes, he still tries to wear a thin catsuit underneath but he often just wears latex slacks and shirt into the office.

I understand from him that we may both be traveling back to Ireland for a few days soon, then on to the UK and Germany. The cooler temperatures will be most welcome.

I suppose I can no longer travel to France as well as Belgium and dress as I wish to. This is most unfortunate and unfair. Fortunately, even here in Texas, there have been no such calls for bans on dress to any significant degree.

We can only hope that the French Constitutional Council declares it to be unconstitutional, thereby restoring some rationality to the discussion.

So, not much adventure or travel in the past few months. Just working round the house (my garden is doing well, but our lawn is suffering in the heat) and resting and keeping myself busy in the house with a bit of shopping and going out.

Sir has begun to talk about another burqa for me and I expect a new dress may be in the offing for our soon to occur 35th wedding anniversary. He suggested I ask my readers about my next burqa?

- Metallic gold or silver or some other hue?
- Goggle eyes like my blue one or a traditional mesh like my others? or should it be fully occluding, rendering me sightless and well as speechless?
- Silencing hood inside it or a more restrictive garment such as a hooded strait jacket or a hooded shoulder cape that binds my upper arms to my sides?
- Hood with a built-in rubber gag, a sheath or condom gag, or the usual extra tight mouth covering with no gag?
- Arm slits like the rest of my burqas or built in sleeves ending in matching gloves?
- Should the burqa be somehow locking so that I cannot remove it? Perhaps collared around my neck or chained on?
- Should the head cap be more cylindrical and should there be more detailing on it or around the viewing area? Perhaps appliques in a contrasting color? Or in the same color for monochromicity?
- Should I have a matching dress under it
- Should that dress be loose skirted or severely hobbling?
- Should the dress be attached to the burqa so the whole thing is a single unremoveable unit?

Several of the ideas above are Sir's, of course. Your opinions are welcomed as are any additional ideas.


Monday, May 03, 2010

A Walk in the Park

Sir took me out yesterday to a local park to listen to a live concert. The weather was lovely and it was in the evening so it was cool enough to enjoy the walk. But I get ahead of myself. First, I must mention that we have visitors at the moment. My niece Sarah and her three year old son Josh are visiting us for a few days.

We've been having loads of fun around the house, playing in the yard, and shopping. It does mean spending all my time encased in latex burqas which is a bit of a chore, but well worth it given the company and fun we've had. Per Sir's orders I am veiled at all times when someone else is in the house, although I am allowed to speak to her.

We decided to go out shopping the other day and I explained I would have to silence myself with a gag. Sarah helped me get ready to go out. I already had a black dress, gloves and hood on when she suddenly came into my dressing room to get something. I asked her to help me pick out a gag to insert into my mouth. The hood I was wearing allows a variety of gag designs to be chosen and used to fill my mouth. I have a selection ranging from small to large to inflatables. She suggested a medium sized inflatable with recessed valve. It is one of my favorites because it fills my mouth but does not have a protruding valve.

I inflated it to a comfortable level and she topped me up, giggling a bit as she squeezed the bulb twice more. Then, I pulled on my white burqa and she zipped its silencing hood closed for me. It fits very tightly when it goes over the black hood I was wearing and takes a bit of tugging to get the zip shut.

Usually, I do not bother with a gag inserted into my mouth under the burqa. The silencing hood is sufficient to stifle my voice and remind me that I must be silent in public. However, Sir has been having me actively gag more often lately and I thought I should for this outing.

My niece and indeed my whole family, is most tolerant of my lifestyle and it was fun to be out with another girl (woman, really, as she is in her late twenties) while I was fully covered and she was in fashionable, chic, casual wear. Since I was going to be in latex, Sarah wore her own tight, shiny real-latex leggings and a fitted, metallic red latex-look shell that came just below her waist. She is very fit and quite petite like me. We both favor four inch heels and were of a height while out and about.

Her leggings were footless and her shoes were a very pretty pair of metallic red Grecian strap sandals with laces crawling up her ankles over the leggings. I offered her a choice of black or red wrist length latex gloves with rubber ruffles at the wrist and she chose the red. I made a gift to her of those later as I seldom wear them anymore and she looked wonderful in them.

We certainly attracted our share of stares as we wandered one of the larger malls in Dallas with her little boy walking between us and holding our hands...hers in red rubber and mine in white latex over black.

Her little boy thinks we should all wear "shiny clothes". I nearly choked around the gag inside my silencing hood with laughter when he said that because it is the same thing my son used to say to me when he was growing up.

We enjoyed a nice day out at the mall, then yesterday the four of us went to the park for the concert. Saturday I was in a transparent skinsuit with grey tint, a long black dress, hood, corset, boots and gloves for our mall excursion. The burqa over this was my bright white one with its built-in silencing hood to limit my vision and speech. I also wore a second pair of gloves, white, so my hands would be covered securely and also match the burqa.

As I said above, Sarah had even helped me dress before hand and was fascinated to watch me pull on the burqa hood and helped zip it shut, sealing me in silence for the day out. She was not the least confounded by having to keep up both sides of the conversation and regaled me with stories of her job, co-workers, and adventures with preschool. For my part, the occasional "mmm", nod, or a flurry of my rubber gloved hands constituted my contribution, but we got on well. I could not eat or drink in the white burqa hood, but we stopped for sodas and she and Josh enjoyed themselves.

For the park last night I wore a blue tinted skinsuit, a blue metallic rubber dress with a fairly strict narrow ankle length skirt and black corset and boots. Over that I wore the blue goggle-eyed burqa and blue gloves. The burqa has the severe interior hood you've probably seen on my Flickr account. I once again wore an internal gag but not an inflatable one.

We walked to the park from our house. It is only about two blocks and was quite comfortable. There were about 200 people gathering to attend the concert and the weather was perfect, temperatures in the 60's and a lovely breeze blowing my burqa slightly.

Fortunately, we were not required to tramp across much grass, certainly not as much as the ladies in Galway at the races have to. And our grass was not wet. We wandered the crowd for a while, then found a nice place to sit on a grass covered embankment overlooking the stage. After I settled myself on the grass, the blue latex swirling around my seated form, Josh crawled up into my lap to watch the show. Sarah, once more in her latex leggings but with a black top with long sleeves and black ankle boots sat next to me and chatted with me. Sir sat on the other side of me and talked with us.

The music was nice, covers of some fun stuff from the 80's and 90's by a local band. We had several many stares and a couple of people looked like they wanted to approach but in the end only one person came up to Sarah and asked her if I could see OK. She acted as if I was deaf, not just veiled. Or maybe she thought I was mentally challenged :-)

Sarah leaned over and asked me if I could see, I nodded and the woman moved off looking embarrassed. We all chuckled, mine a bit muffled, and Josh asked what we were laughing about.

Afterward, we walked home, my burqa flapping in the wind which had picked up a bit. The trip took a bit since I was severely limited in my gait. Josh was sleepy and Sir carried him on his shoulder. By the time we reached our home he was asleep.

Sarah put him to bed and then helped me remove my silencing hood and gag, but I kept the burqa on afterward as we gathered in our living room for drinks before bed. All in all, a wonderful couple of days.


Sunday, March 14, 2010

Sunday Morning ... with Goo

Well it is about 9am on a sunny Sunday morning and we are just finishing breakfast. We have been enjoying a delicious plate of sugary, sticky cinnamon rolls and crispy bacon. Sir got up early this morning and made me breakfast in bed! I was allowed to sleep late, wrapped in rubber duvet and hooded nightgown.

Any idea how messy eating cinnamon rolls is when your face is encased in tight latex? Yes, I had an open mouthed hood on, but nonetheless, gooey, sticky icing was all over my mouth and cheeks before I was done. It was wonderful.

Sir ensured that icing went other places as well. His rubber undergarments and cassock will need a good wash as well :-) It is a good thing that our bed covers are latex...even so they will require quite a cleaning this afternoon.

Now, we are finishing up, I have cleaned myself up a bit and must shortly head for my bath. A nice soak in warm water with jacuzzi jets and bubble bath is just what I am looking forward to. Then a nice clean skinsuit and my prettiest red dress, hood and gloves for a Sunday outing. Sir wants us to go to a movie and do some book shopping this afternoon.

And I hope we get more cinnamon rolls!

Eating in latex enclosure is always a bit of a challenge (unless it is piped into one - but that's not really eating...just being force fed like a machine being fueled or lubed) but I usually manage it with small bites which I can guide to my mouth without staining my hood much...just a bit of juice or grease which cleans away neatly with a serviette. And of course, when we are out in public, under a burqa no one can see even that little bit of mess.

But there are some foods that are just messy no matter what one does ... and a few that are intrinsically fun as well! mmmmmm


Sunday, February 28, 2010

A Quiet Spring

Nothing much is happening around ourselves at the moment. We are enjoying a quiet time of rest and reasonably warm weather here in late February. The pool is, of course, still too cool to use, but we hope it will be warm enough by April.

We've spent some time working around the house and I have been finally catching up on cataloging books in our library. I had neglected making any notes or records of books we acquired in Ireland and that laziness is coming back to haunt me now.

Sir has added a few new toys to our playroom and I'v ebeen the enthusiastic recipient of their attentions. I shall describe them more fully in later postings. clothing wise, I've not had anything new recently (since Christmas). Valentine's Day I received a very nice, extremely soft and cuddly, totally rubber encased teddy bear among other things. he is quite cute and I have no idea where Sir acquired such a perfectly fitting catsuit for a plush bear about 2 feet in height.

Sir has begun taking about a new burqa perhaps in metallic silver or gold. He loves the look of the blue one. I think we have agreed that the double eyed look is fascinating, but might be a bit less alien looking if the eyes were almond shaped or oval. The cloth ones we model on often have the eye holes teardrop shaped with the elongated tail angled up to the outside of the wearer's head. This seems to soften the look.

I have been wearing dresses with hobble skirts more around the house lately. These are very tight rubber with very narrow hems at ankle height and they constrict my stride considerably. I rather enjoy kneeling on the carpet next to Sir's chair while wearing such skirts as they constantly restrict any slight movement and remind me of my position. Of course, the full enclosure hood helps with that as well :) i do not have to wear such hoods all the time, but I enjoy being hooded so much that I do it voluntarily even when Sir does not require it. It rather pleases him to see me self-restrict in this manner.

Silencing hoods, tight corsets, multiple catsuits, hobble skirts, strict gloving with more than one pair...all these things are things which please him greatly and I find it very convenient to self restrict myself when I dress in the mornings. Then, I am ready to go out if he desires and if not I am propoerly enclossed for the day anyway.

And, of course, if he desires me to be in some other rubber costume i have the pleasure of being undressed and redressed by him.

Sir requires me to be strictly gloved and tightly clothed in latex even to clean around the house, cook meals, and while I am working in the library. Typing is a challenge, but I persevere. Cooking dinner and doing laundry while wearing full enclosure rubber catsuits and dresses is also challenging but fun. Not being able to taste my cooking because I am in a silencing hood that fits so tightly my lips go numb is a bit of a challenge, but Sir tells me how the sauce or soup is coming along :)

Lest anyone think this is my only life mode, however, let me point out that I had a cold last week and Sir did NOT allow me to wear a full face hood, just an open faced one. I spent the whole week resting, in latex nightgowns and robes, and did not get to wear anything remotely restraining or restrictive. That was restful, but I confess I missed tight hoods and gloves and draping my burqas over myself and going out to shop or see a movie. I was quite ready to climb the walls when I finally recovered (grand total of 3 days) and we went out to a nice dinner of tapas with me in my red burqa and no hood underneath. Sir is quite solicitous of my health and comfort and wanted to ease me back into full enclosure and restrictive dressing.

Fortunately, this week I am back to normal and as I write am wearing a full grey tinted, transparent skinsuit under a very tightly skirted black rubber hobble dress, two pairs of gloves which extend under the sleeves to rise over my elbows, and a mouthless hood with a separate gag fitted tightly between my lips. My knee high boots are very tight over the skinsuit and have 5 inch spike heels with zips up the back. It feels good to feel good again.


Thursday, February 11, 2010


It is snowing here in Dallas today.

We often have slight snowfalls in February, but I do not recall the last time I saw it snow for 12 straight hours here in Dallas. It is at least 4 inches deep around our property. Just lovely.

The temperature is above freezing, but the snow keeps coming down. It makes for some beautiful scenes. Sir has had to clear snow off our satellite dish twice though.

Sir has had me step out in multiple layers...still rather cool even under three layers of rubber. But I must say, the pictures he's taken are impressive looking, particularly the ones where I am in my white burqa. I was all in white rubber, catsuit, dress and burqa.

The blue burqa makes more contrast though...I am much easier to spot in it. :)

Not much else to report...we certainly are not going out!


Tuesday, February 02, 2010

Recent Travels - London was fun

Just a short note to say hello to everyone and to thank you for all the comments on my new burqa and my new years eve fun.

We've been traveling again. Ireland, london, then back to texas. It has been an interesting experience because Sir required me to wear the new blue burqa with its two goggle eyes. It seems to be much more disturbing to people than the mesh versions...I guess it makes me look more 'alien' and less 'veiled'.

London was very cold as we wandered Kensington and Oxford circus and Mayfair. It was about freezing with a bit of wind to lower the temp further. I wore four layers to go out including:
a transparent blue full enclosure skinsuit with gloves and feet but no mouthole
a second catsuit (opaque metallic blue) plus matching hood (also with no mouthole) and gloves
a black rubber corset and a black long, tight, ankle length hobble skirt which limits my stride. It zips down the back to a ridiculously small circumference, enforcing steps as small as three inches. Sir would allow only a small walking slit so my stride was just about a foot. Stairs were impassable.

Finally, I wore a full metallic blue dress with ankle length loose skirt, and a tight bodice with long tight sleeves cut in a raglan style so the dress curves nicely over my breast.

My boots were black rubber knee high boots over the two catsuits. Five inch spike heels and very pointed toes. They are very shiny which worked in London as shiny black patent was everywhere.

Over everything I wore the blue burqa with its internal silencing hood as my third hood and a third pair of gloves in metallic blue rubber which come up almost to the elbow. This was to insure that my hands emerging from the burqa would be both identical in colour and unfeeling as only a three layer rubber enclosure can make them. the appears to be a part of the burqa and Sir commented that he might have Peter make one with built-in gloves.

We went shopping, taking taxis around town, wandering through Harrods, and John Lewis, then off to Oxford Circus for some window shopping. Finally, we went back to Picadilly, went into Berwick street looking at fancy fabric (no latex) and ended up the day at Fortnam and Mason. Then back to our hotel where I warmed up for about an hour before we went out to a lovely restaurant for dinner.

Unfortunately we did not have time to get up to Islington and peruse the fetish shops.

I was not particularly cold under all those layers, but I was heavily restricted and restrained in walking, forced by the inner tight hobble skirt to take small steps which Sir happily accommodated.

So London was fascinating in cold blue rubber. We had quite a lot of looks and a few comments. One woman asked about the material when we were in Berwick street. No one seemed to expect me to be able to speak and no one seemed offended at a veiled blue spirit wafting her way through the streets.

We return to Texas this week and should have dinner with friends after that. i shall post again when we do. I have not had any more trouble flying veiled than i did before. I wear an open faced hood under a burqa and ask for a private screening which is always accommodated. I then put on a tighter, silencing hood later in a ladies room behind security. I usually sit quietly during the flight anyway and if I now have to 'keep my hands in full view, I do so through the slits in my burqa. I have not been asked to unglove.

Some people have asked my opinion of the new movement in France to ban the burqa. Let me state categorically that I am a libertarian and do not feel that ANY government has the right to tell any person how to dress or what to wear.

The argument about needing to see the face for security reasons is ludicrous. If you are a criminal you will add the crime of hooding, masking, or wearing a cycle helmet to your list. If you are not, then it makes no difference whether your face is shown or not.

The notion that veils or burqas are oppressive to women is just as ludicrous. people are oppressive to women, not clothing. I am certain there are plenty of women in the world who are forced to wear veils, burqas, and other such garb against their will. forced by either other people, peer pressure, culture, or belief. many who do so probably would like to not do so.

I am just as certain that there are women forced to wear tight short skirts, high heels, particular hairdos, bras, and even to have surgery by men or by their own perceptions of the requirements their society and class and circle puts on them.

To be forced against your will to conform to someone else's notion of proper attire or demeanor is wrong. To allow yourself to willingly submit to someone else's notion of dress, appearance, behaviour, and attitude is fetish...and a wonderful fetish it is too! We all have the right to build whatever type of relationship makes us happy...but no one has the right to make us unhappy or pressure us into a mode against our will.

If women may not veil, then where does it stop? men can't wear caps? women may not wear hats? sunglasses? makeup? perhaps cosmetic surgery will be outlawed? No long robes? No long dresses? Pockets can hide things, perhaps they must go. The list is endless.

France's leader is afraid of the changes coming to his country, but change WILL come. Soon my country of the USA will be Hispanic majority and will begin to speak Spanish more than English. While I do not believe in any religion or god myself, Islam will most likely continue to grow and be very popular with a vast number of people over the next few decades, supplanting Christianity just because people are seeking something else. But the majority of those people will want th epeaceful aspects of a religion and will want to live their lives and dress their bodies as they prefer.

In addition, fashions for the non-religious will move through extremes and waves where certain forms of dress shock and annoy the establishment, then become normative and entrenched. I remember how upset women born in the 20's were about miniskirts...but not about those incredible bullet bras of the fifties :)

Change happens and legislating against some minor aspect of it such as particular dress will not stop it. The powers that be in Europe and in the rest of the world need to understand that.

So I would say that people should be left alone to dress as they see fit, to express their opinions by means of their clothing and appearance as well as their voice and writing. (Or non-voice if they choose to be gagged).


Sunday, January 03, 2010

A New Year and a lot of activity

After a nice Christmas at home with our son and his girlfriend, I've been enjoying the first few days of the new year, lounging around the house in my new blue burqa, and connecting to friends and potential friends in Yahoo and Facebook.

Sir and I had a very nice dinner out on New Years Eve with another couple. I was restrained and gagged under my new burqa with its goggle eyes and internal silencing hood. I could not eat, of course, but sat quietly in my chair at the restaurant until the others had finished their dinner and drinks, then we all stood up and raised glasses (even me) to ring in the new year at midnight.

The restaurant staff were very accommodating and understanding. They have had the enjoyment of our custom before and knew that when i come in I almost never eat. Sometimes Sir allows me to be ungagged and to eat small plates, but less and less lately. he has been taking me on a journey of greater and stricter restraint and isolation lately and the new blue burqa is part of that.

It looks so unhuman, and many people seem to find it more intimidating with its two goggle eyes, that Sir prefers me to be less and less free when wearing it. So I am often restrained at the arms, hobbled at the ankles, and gagged with an inflatable gag under the bright blue rubber hood which is built into the burqa.

This all limits the interaction I can have with others which both Sir and I find exciting but which disconcerts strangers. Something about the eyes also seems to disturb people and I get more comments such as, "Why are you covered like that?" and "How can you see under that?" or "Can you breathe? Isn't that very stuffy?" they become even more flustered when I tap my mouth to indicate that i cannot speak, unless my arms are bound in which case i cannot interact with them at all except to shake my head.

New Years Eve we were out with another latex couple, very good friends, and she was in a beautiful red rubber gown with tight sleeves and matching gloves which she never removed, of course. She wore a red catsuit under it as well as red boots.

I was in a black catsuit and dress dress under the burqa and high heeled black rubber boots. The dress has an attached hood and gloves and my blue hood and gloves went on over these. My arms were secured behind my back for most of the evening until just before midnight when Sir released them so i could hold up a glass to toast the new year.

The two men were dressed in latex slacks and shirts and blazers. They also both wore tight catsuits under the 'street wear'. Sir referred to me as 'it' several times during the evening when discussing his planned after dinner activities and the woman became quite aroused at some of the things Sir suggested we all do after the dinner party.

After dinner we went back to our house and I was used to provide pleasure to all three of them, starting with the woman. She had me slowly remove her dress so that I could be placed between her legs to please her while her husband massaged her breasts and thighs. Sir watched for a while, then got involved using a whip on my back and buttocks to encourage me further.

Later I provided an oral orifice for each of the men to relieve themselves and was whipped (quite harshly) by the woman as I was used by her husband. Other activities included me being tied over our spanking bench and being used orally while she was tied up to our whipping post and administered to by Sir.

After we all collapsed about 3am, I was put into my vac bed for sleeping, and our friends stayed the night. In the morning I was whipped by the woman before being released from the bed and then had to bathe her and her husband as well as Sir before being allowed to clean up myself. I was made to do so in my catsuit and to put on my burqa, fully gagged and gloved, just to please them all. It was absolutely wonderful.

After bathing and dressing our guests and Sir (who was lounging in his rubber dressing gown), they ate a light breakfast which I was denied. but while I served them, I was force fed through a set of tubes attached to each of them. it was quite bizarre with me mounted in the center of the table like a rotating statue, being fed from their bladders while I placed strawberries and toast into their mouths.

Our friends left before lunchtime, fully dressed in rubber and wishing us a great 2010.

So that's how I spent New Years Eve, then new years day later. Since then Sir has allowed me to remain fully hooded and gagged for the past few days (as well as skin suited and plugged) while I chatted with friends, connected with others on Yahoo and Facebook. it has been a most enjoyable holiday.