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  24 hours in a skintight rubber body bag Torsdag, 11.03.21

Jeg har ofte tænkt på hvornår jeg blev fascineret af rubber bondage. Jeg vidste nok hvad der inspirerede mig, nemlig et indlæg i det californiske tidsskrift Drummer, og nu hvor jeg har fundet artiklen frem igen synes jeg lige jeg vil bringe den her:
"The world's greatest rubber gear is available custom-made and mail-order from England and is distributed on a limited basis in speciality stores in the US. The only rubber device that can top the inflatable hood is the inflatable black-rubber body bag. Imagine a zipped sleeping bag that lets your head stick out. Then visualize the sealed latex body bag, laid out on the floor like a flat rectangle with a rounded helmet at one end for enshrouding your head. The only opening is at the foot. The Top drops the foot of the two ply rectangle like an inner-tube over your powdered head and works it down your shoulders and torso and legs, form-fitting you all the way, until he inserts your head inside the soft darkness of the latex helmet. A hard rubber breathing tube forces your lips apart and is your only connection to the outer world.
Lying flat, so enshrouded, with your arms tight at your sides, you hear a motorized airpump switch on. Air begins to inflate the double rubber bag around your body. The pressure builds with the sensually slow inflation. The inside skin of rubber molds to your body. The air outside that skin is itself trapped inside the outer skin of rubber which is inflating like a large rectangular balloon. The more air pumped in the tighter you are squeezed by the inner skin, until your arms and legs and whole torso and head are virtually crushed together immobile by the air bag surrounding you on both sides and top and bottom. You float, free of gravity inside a skintight rubber sheath, inside a layer of dense air pressure, inside an outer casement of industrial-strength rubber latex.
There is no quick way out. The rubber body bag takes half as long to deflate for your escape as it took to inflate for your encasement. This trip to the moon on gossamer wings is not for the novice, but for the man wishing to probe his deep inner space where there is no time but the beating thumb of his own heart-clock, the rubber body bag is the epitome of rubber bondage, whether used for sensuality or for punishment. Ground Control to Major Tom! A finger, outside the bag, pressed over the breathing tube can take total control of your life. You know exactly where you are in the universe. A wisp of popper lets you know exactly where you are in the cosmos.
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Sakset fra Drummer #118, July 1988.

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