JG-Leathers
"The Creature" visits MedicalToys.com
|
  ShareThis
|
In the Spring of 2010, shortly after we finished another one of
our medical play spaces, the "White-Room"
in our MedicalToys.com Twisted Clinic, we were treated to some very
special visitors, our friends JG-Leathers, Mark Burnley of SeriousBondage.com and Venus
DeMila, award winning BDSM model.
Here's the pictorial and story, as expressed by Venus of this once in a
lifetime experience that we were so fortunate to share...
How could I
have anticipated being put into "The Creature" really? I have had over
a week to analyze my experience in John Green's creature suit.
Evidently, that has not been enough time to articulate in writing the
full spectrum of my feelings as it pertains to the experience. In my
dedication to post the pictures of myself in The Creature I shall
endeavor to share with you the intimate details as I recall them.
Thursday March 25, 2010 was a cold and overcast day. I
was enjoying the company of friends at Twisted Clinic / Medical Toys in Northern California. I
had been asked by John Green of JG-Leathers only a week prior to shoot
and more importantly enjoy the experience of The Creature, and in all
honesty, I initially stated to John that I did not think I was mentally
ready. After our phone call ended, I sat at my desk, hands nervously
laced and white knuckled and dug deep. What am I so afraid of? How can
John Green know I am ready for this experience this adventure and not
myself? I took some time to ask myself these hard questions, to go
within and analyze my fears, and then it came to me! My fear was being
completely immobilized in "The creature" with an altered sense of
reality to the extent that I would be isolated. I would be suspended
from the ceiling by John's rigorously thought out contraption of
multiple sensations.
They had just finished the
completion of their special medical White
Room and felt that it would be a magnificent backdrop for our
Creature photo shoot.
As I discovered, my entire being would be controlled;
my breathing being mildly restricted through a gas mask which, when put
over my face, is then attached to John's Bubbler Bottles with the mask's
thick rubber tubing. I was forced to breathe by pulling the air through
the water. My body's skin (the largest human organ) will be completely
covered in a hand fashioned and carefully designed rubber suit, layer
upon layer. A hood covering my ears, and blocking out the noise of this
world.
I was defenseless and giving over all control to another person,
whom I trust implicitly. Even my hands will be bound behind me by metal
cuffs, chain, and then locked into place. The dual gloved hands with
the outer layer being of thick bulbous rubber wherein I cannot move to
feel anything other than their glorious texture. Placed inside the full
rubber suit and then the task of putting on the heavy rubber chest
harness.
Two round holes cut out for each breast
to be thrust through, for the electrical rubber cups to be suctioned
into place. A large beautifully made Axmar steel collar will also be
put into place on top of a rubber neck corset. My movement and mobility
restricted immensely. A chain suspended from the ceiling locking the
collar into place. I am then suspended from the ceiling by elongated
springs, strategically placed and securely fastened.
The breast cups are circularly entwined with brass conductor wire, in
addition are the large rubber suctions cups which are also inhabited by
deeply enmeshed conductor wires. They are lavishly covered with the
conductive electro gel before being securely fastened into place over
my nipples and breasts. The boots, specifically picked out by John are then
laced up and put securely into place by the man himself. "How lucky can
I be?" I ask myself. A thick chain is attached to the two Axmar ankle
cuffs which are then locked securely into place. In addition a steel
leg spreader bar is securely locked into place. I am not going anywhere
anytime soon and I have accepted my fate, there in the White Room, in
The Creature.
A long deeply penetrated vaginal shaft made of
polymer with vertically inlayed electrical strips is heavily coated
with conductive electro gel made by SpectraGel 360. Attached to the
polymer shaft is a rather long pole extension which resembles a billy
club. It is painted with a black sheen and screws into the polymer
shaft of the inserted electrical device. It has now become a dual pole,
two wires which facilitate electro stim = stimulation or often referred
to as "Tens
Play" or E-stim. It looks menacing, only because it is. The dual
pole is hooked up to two super power boxes with an electrical
adjustment maximum of 99%. "Will I even make it to 10%?" I secretly ask
myself.
To try and move or squirm loose only
lays way to more extreme movement of the shaft driven deeply into my
vaginal walls. John moves the pole extension around and I immediately
stop in mid movement to prevent another extreme sensation. It is now
time to climb the ladder and begin the process of being hoisted onto
the elongated springs. The strong and strategically placed rings on the
rubber vest were carefully planned for just this moment.
Completely covered in rubber John purposefully turns me and looks right
into my eyes and say's "Venus, are you ready to experience 'The
Creature' ?" While not losing eye contact for a moment, I respond
"Yes, Sir". I realize my eyes are as wide as saucers and can feel the
adrenaline coursing through my veins. I am now in a hyper observant
state and taking in every movement, sound or sensation around me.
My body is adapting to and
coming to terms with the fact that I will soon be suspended off the
ground in a suit that is very heavy and constrictive. What will it feel
like? I want to know in the best way. The ladder is carefully moved to
the precise location for hoisting and John has now taken my right arm
into his hand and is walking me to the ladder.
The weight of the suit around me is felt in the boots beneath me. I
could be a deep sea diver or an astronaut; I am taking a journey into a
deep and dark place where all of my senses and survival are based on
carefully measured choices. I want to go! I want to invest myself in
this voyage and come out the other side. Why did John offer such a
unique and life changing experience to me? I am humbled.
Ever aware of John's hand guiding my arm I am closer to
the ladder. I hear John say "OK Venus, step up onto the ladder", his
arm still securely in place, I begin my voyage. With every step, I am
going closer to the place of lock-in and of lock-down and that is
reality thrilling. Once I am at an adequate height John is now on a
ladder behind me and begins to pull with great force and magnitude the
springs from above.
As the first spring is locked into place I immediately begin to feel a
sense of elevation. Is this feeling psychological or physiological? I
cannot make the distinction, the journey had begun. I can hear and feel
John behind me and all of my senses are playing out in unison, like a
stradivarius playing off into a distant wooded area. All six springs
are now in place and I am unable to ascertain the distance from which I
am suspended. Intriguing and exciting all at once. I feel John take the
chain suspended behind me and lock the Axmar collar around my neck into
place. Next will be the chain that locks onto the already chained and
locked Axmar hand cuffs securely behind my back.
John then and with great concentration
walks over to the power boxes and picks up the electrical leads. As he
walks back to me he looks me in the eyes and tells me, "Venus I am
going to hook you up to the power boxes now." My heart begins to race
as my voyage takes on a different feeling and more curiosity fills my
head. Will I be able to handle the feelings The Creature creates? When
the power is turned on, will I follow or will it be a sensation to be
in full submission, from a more masochist mind set? Either way I will
derive pleasure, I tell myself. John carefully screws in the electrical
leads to each breast cup, I can hear the sound the metal makes and feel
the threading ever so lightly as it tightens.
The heightened sense of feeling and sound are nothing short of
fascinating to me. John then walks away to get another lead and walks
back to the dual pole that is securely pushed into me vaginally. As he
screws in the lead and I can feel the threading sensation up into my
pelvic area. I feel John tug at the heavy harness which is securely
fastened around my pelvic area. 'You are not going anywhere" John tells
me as he looks into my eyes, and I know this is true. As John turns to
walk back to the power boxes my head is following and eyes are in
concert with his every move.
John begins by attaching the breathing
tubes of my mask to the bottle bubblers, I am now beginning to feel the
restriction of the breathing and I am forced to re-adjust my mind set.
Instead of panicking, I am now critically aware that I must acclimate
to my surroundings at once. I dig deep into my minds eye and find my
happy place so that my voyage will be a pleasant one.
My breathing becomes very deliberate and focused, I am slipping into
sub space and I love it. John, in orderly fashion calls me to attention
and asks how my breathing is? I answer quickly "fine Sir, thank you
Sir." John tells me he is going to start to escalate the electricity
now, and will watch me intently as we build up the sensation. I say
"Yes Sir" and John begins. First he starts with my breasts. Looking
intently into my eyes he asks me if I can feel anything? I answer, "No,
Sir."
With eyes focused on his hands, I see John begin to
slowly turn the knob on the power boxes. I begin to feel an electrical
current on my right breast, the flesh feels as if a sharp pencil has
begun to encircle my breast flesh. I begin to make a noise that
prompted John ask me if I'm ok? I say "Yes Sir." He asks which breast I
am feeling the electricity though and I quickly answer "right breast
Sir." John says good.
He then begins to turn another knob and I feel the same sensation begin
on the left breasts flesh; what an amazing sensation. I could feel the
stimulation too, and through both breasts and deep into my nipples, I
knew my nipples must have been rock hard inside the tightly fitted
breast cups. I was increasingly aware of the dual pole that was
securely holding into place the polymer shaft that was plunged deeply
into my vaginal canal.
My head was filled with emotions
two-fold from the anticipation and now the reality of what I was
experiencing. They were finally melding together and it was leading to
one of the most beautiful experiences of my life. Being in The Creature
is so much more than a physical experience, I am pressed to find words
which properly articulate my voyage. I knew the time had come, where
the electrical stimulation was now going to course through the inside
of my vaginal walls.
The build up was intense and as much as I wanted to feel and experience
the sensation, I was also feeling trepidation. Something new, something
I had never done. John changed the electrical sequence and motions on
my breasts a few times until he felt I was at an elevated point where I
could derive both the sensations of pleasure as well as pain all at
once. He then looked at me and asked if I was ok? to which I quickly
responded "Yes Sir."
John then followed by stating that he
was going to turn the E-stim on the vaginal area. Looking him intently
in the eyes I said "Yes SIr." I closed my eyes and took in a long deep
breath through the rubber mask. Both the smell of the rubber and the
warmth of my encapsulated body skin had me feeling high and extremely
satisfied. As the first small signs of electro stimulation began to
fill me, I was quietly observant of it's effect on me both physically
and psychologically. This new sensation, I was now presently one with.
John asked if I could feel anything yet? I answered "yes Sir." He
couldn't hear me and it was then I realized I wasn't being loud
anymore, I wasn't really there in that room anymore, I was off
somewhere orbiting the earth and taking in the splendor. I had a dream
many years ago, eighteen to be precise, where I was floating above the
earth and could see a beautiful silver cord which was attached to my
being. Where it went from there, I have no idea and was of no concern
to me.
I remember being consciously aware of
the fact that I was in outer space and had absolutely no desire to
return to earth. I was taking in the beauty and wonderment and
quietness up there. As I looked back down to earth's surface, I recall
my fondness for her, she was my bodies home, but not my souls. After a
time, I became aware of the fact that I needed to get back home to
insure my body would not perish. I had to make a conscious choice to go
back to my body even though I really wanted to stay. That is a very
similar feeling to what being bound in John Green's Creature was like
for me. As the electro stimulation was raised time and time again, my
body and mind were taking in every last electrical wave with full
enjoyment. Wave after wave coursing through my body on my maiden voyage
enjoying every living breathing moment.
John had asked me a few times if I was ready to come
down to which I responded "No Sir, not yet." I know this gave John
great pleasure and made the experience equally satisfying for us both.
When the duration had peaked and I had to make the conscious choice to
come back to earth, I was taken down by John and Dalton with the same
attention to detail and care as I had been given while being dressed
and hoisted. To say that the experience was anything short of life
changing would be a disservice to both myself and the people who were
responsible for getting me to that very place in time. Once I was taken
down and The Creature was removed from my being, I was in a very
serious sub space and in need of rest and total quietness. This
atmosphere was provided to me in the most loving of ways and I am
forever grateful.
John Green, what can I possibly say?
Meeting you has been a tremendous honor and privilege. To know that you
are so well respected and coveted by so many people across the globe, I
can only say this: never in my time on this earth have I met such a
fascinating, intelligent and insightful human being. You are kind and
gracious and you don't have an arrogant bone in your body.
Your garments are the direct result of a creative genius and I am a
changed person as a result of having had the experience to wear your
creations. Our time spent talking and shooting and dining together over
the last few weeks has been nothing short of joy and sincere affection.
Thank you kindly for offering this
slave a chance to experience The Creature in
it's full glory, and in addition for being so attentive every step of
the way and equally for knowing when to stand back and let me soar. I
will never forget it as long as I live, you have my word.
Respectfully, VenusDeMila
 Return
to MTC
In The Media
Return
to Medical
Fetish Library
Return
to Anal Toys Page
|
