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Hood Reviews - FemDom rubber fetish reality

Date: Mon, 24 May 2010 10:23:05 +0100
From: rfrub

Hood Reviews - A FemDom/male-sub history.
A leather and rubber fetish real life journey.

If when i was twenty, you had told me that i would spend many
years of my later life, regularly hooded, as a live in slave to
a Dominant Female, i would have probably have been somewhat
surprised, uttered a nervous laugh, told you to "f off" or used
some other choice phrases.

The idea even then was not utterly unfamiliar. i had been buying
porn since my mid teens and was aware of the various "types" of
possible relationship. But being a hooded slave would not have
connected up with me at all. Earlier on, in my school-life, i
had been bullied and nor had home been a terribly happy place
either. Aged twenty, i had finally escaped home and was
beginning to discover life could be enjoyable.

The route to becoming a hooded slave started simply enough. A
student field trip to London in 1984 saw an idle hour or so in
Soho. A pair of rubber sheath briefs hanging in a window caught
my eye. i thought they looked different. They might make
cleaning up afterwards easier. They were bought and it was not
long before i realised the very special hold rubber had on me.
But not hoods.

Some time passed. i found myself in a relationship. Almost
without realising it or talking about it, we both decided it
would be Fem Dom. Very funny that, it really "just happened".
Soon after we started dating, She made clear She was in charge
of the sexual agenda. And although the language was not there at
the outset, from then onwards i had been collared and it was not
long before i was literally collared.

Being collared was the first effective step to realising i would
become a hooded slave. i realised there was much more to sex
than cock play and that my Mistress wanted to control and know
all of me. Conquering my head, both heads, linking them
together, making me understand they were two ends of the one
organ became a group of ideas that i slowly grew to understand.
Being sexual had for years been a cock thing, now She taught me
to see it as a whole person thing. All of me would serve Her and

It was in that context one particular issue of Shiny was read.
Late 1980s. Issue 27 of Volume I. A fantasy story "Weak in the
presence of Booties".

Initially i could not get why a beautiful blonde one moment, the
next had her individuality lost as "the tight rubber hood was
vulcanised onto her head" - and a tight leather collar/chain
leash added for good measure. i found myself coming back to this
story, i still do. Why? Why would she want to wear such a thing?
i had by now been wearing rubber for a few years and i began to
ask myself "would i allow my head to be hooded like this?". What
would it feel like, what would it mean?

Even without wearing one, i began to associate the words
surrender, capitulation, slavery with the hood. Capitulation,
handing over my head. Mistress was teaching me about my two
heads being one and how She would control them.

Rather reluctantly - at first - i began to see the logic that if
my cockhead had become used to a rubber "hood" or sheath (always
relied on them for birth control) then logically so should my
other head be sheathed.

Quite apart from any physical feelings, i had not a clue what
the consequences of wearing a hood would be. i could understand
that accepting the hood would be to make a physical statement to
Mistress about my relationship to Her and to lust.

In all the years that have followed, the hundreds and probably
thousands of times that i have been hooded, Mistress has herself
only tried a hood less than a handful of times. So She is never
hooded and Her explanation is that in our relationship, only the
slave wears the hood. This gets the story to the moment when we
agreed i would buy a hood. A straightforward Latexa roll on.
Since when the collection has grown to a current tally of nine

The Latexa roll on

The first purchase. There's still one of these around. Probably
on generation three of these. They do wear out and eventually
rip. i learnt that roll ons are not the easiest of hoods to don.
They certainly have their role. i know i struggled to put it on
the first time. Felt quite panicky and silly. All the ones i
have had have just had nose holes and to lose sight and to have
to learn the breathing technique, combined with the assault on
smell and taste and feel that donning a rubber hood brings, all
at once, is quite an ordeal.

i do remember i managed to calm down and make a decision that
once it was in place, it had to stay there and i had to go
through to orgasm with it on. It certainly needed willpower that
first time but there was something inside me that was urging me
to persevere, some recognition that this was how it had to be.

i managed to calm down and with my other head in sheath briefs
started to work myself. That first time it did not take too long
and i immediately wanted out of the hood afterwards. It had been
quite emotional but through a gamut of conflicting feelings and
thoughts, i realised that things had changed and that the hood
would go on again.

It certainly did. We learnt about the role of talcum powder in
easing the donning. Slightly mixed blessing that. Talcum does
make wearing rubber much more straightforward and will extend
the life of rubber clothing but there are health issues. Regular
breathing of talcum is not recommended.

As we explored we quite soon learnt that there are other
possibilities with hoods which obviate the talc challenge - see
later. One person on a list recommended cornflour as a harmless
substitute for the talc. Never been too sure whether she was

Although initially it was about learning to accept being hooded
when wanking, quite soon the move came to full intercourse
hooded and with the collar and lead on. We soon discovered that
this was "us". It handed control to Mistress. Submissive
tendencies are massively encouraged if all you are wearing is a
rubber hood with no vision and your collar and lead are
constantly being tugged.

Since then it has been a regular way for us to do what we have
to. i began to understand that being hooded "eased" the cut-
loose. That the hood took me to another realm in the way that
when i am commanded to enter Her, my other head is taken. i
began to see the sheathing of both heads as being about
submitting to this other realm. Letting Her and lust have their
way with me. i began to realise that this was the safest form of
sex. Not asserting myself but allowing both my heads to realise
themselves by sharing in submission and obedience.

It took a little while to learn all this but over time, i came
to relax with the idea that i had become a hooded sex slave.
From there i began to explore much more deeply the world of the
hood. A bit like cars, they come in all sorts of shapes and
sizes, all capable of achieving completely different outcomes.
As a beginner i had little idea of the incredible diversity
possible. i was exploring the internet and, with Mistress, real
sex shops and beginning to appreciate what might be possible.

i remember an incredible e-conversation with a lady in
Shropshire who told me about a multi-tail rubber pony hood she
had someone make for her. It allowed her to tie herself with her
hair into the hood. The thought of being tied into your own hood
struck deep into me. Allowing the hood to become part of who you

The Leather Hood

A visit to a sex shop led to the second hood purchase. i wonder
if you recognise this? You go into a sex shop and occasionally
something connects instantly. A whoosh of "energy" flows and you
feel instantly connected to a garment or toy. You can sense it
wants you to buy it. Certainly does not happen every time but on
a handful of times it has with us. A process that has produced a
Mistress belt for Her, a chastity belt for me and other items.

One of those occasions saw us buying our first leather hood.
Leather is different to rubber. i probably prefer rubber's
encompassing taste / smell / texture and She probably prefers
seeing me in leather. As She moved to train me to sleep hooded,
something that took years and can still defeat me, i learnt it
was easier to sleep in a leather hood. Just that tiny bit less

The leather hoods (we bought the first one and after about 20
years, we got a local manufacturer to make a copy) are
associated with an "easy time". It remains humiliating to know
it has to be worn. Both have rear zippers, a mouth zipper and
eye holes. The slightly looser fitting nature of leather makes
breathing easy. The rear zippers make wearing and donning

Mistress can enjoy spending hours polishing both my heads and
takes me to a weird sort of "dreamland". We call it "prepping"
and eventually it becomes the precursor to Her having Her way.
It has taught me to wait and wait and wait. Sometimes for days
at a time until She requires me.

Meanwhile i have been trained to do day to day tasks, to cook,
to write, to clean in the leather hood. It is possible to do the
same in the rubber ones (newer Daxine ones, see below) but even
after many years i have to admit to finding it a struggle to
concentrate for any length of time in a rubber hood. One way or
another i end up thinking about only one thing even if i have
been trained to wait.

A regular use of the leather hoods is for massage. Mistress
loves a regular full body massage which i have learnt to
provide. We get through a lot of Johnson's Baby Oil. Baby Oil
and rubber do not mix. The opposite for the leather. So very
often the massage is undertaken with the slave masseur hooded in

So the leather hoods have become comfortable everyday wear.
Seeing myself hooded is a constant reminder of who i really am
and who i really belong to. The newer leather hood was bespoke
made and i can recommend this. The fit is exact, the rear zipper
closes right down and an eyelet beside the end of the zipper
tracks means it can be padlocked on.

The sensation of knowing that a hood is "locked on" is profound.
It reinforces the sense of being the prisoner of the hood and
the humiliation of knowing that i have chosen this path is
exquisite. My choices have got me into the hood but i am no
longer in charge of its removal. i am its slave.

The experience of having to go to a fetish leather worker and
submit to the fitting process for the new hood was pretty
profound too. Having to acknowledge to a stranger, a craft
worker, that i was simply a sex slave who needed a new hood.

Cunni Hood

A quick note about the next purchase. A version of a roll over,
a simple Latexa cunni hood (you remember those Latexa adverts
promising unimaginable pleasure?). How accurate they proved to

Quite early on in the hood affair, we bought a cunni hood. A
simple rubber pull on with eye openings which also assist
breathing and a very clever tongue moulding. i can only describe
this as sucking the tongue into its hold. i certainly find it
very hard to wear without the tongue being pulled out and held.
Once in that state, everything else comes naturally.

In our relationship i quickly discovered i longed to be Queened
and to service my Mistress orally. i love her taste and although
the cunni hood would appear to prevent that, in fact as i serve
her She starts to drench me in juice and this makes its way into
the mouth. The combined taste of Her honey and of the latex
ensures i continue to work.

The Daxine Hoods.

Unfortunately Daxine are no longer operating. Perhaps a decade
ago, they had quite a name in rubber fashion. They worked out of
East Lancashire i think and shops like Cathouse (which is still
on the go at Liversedge) sold their products. It was one visit
to Cathouse that saw us find a Daxine slave hood. We had wised
up to the idea that it was time to move on from rubber moulded

A visit to Daxine was always enjoyable. The girl who i think was
the proprietrix struck just the right note to ensure a
submissive male like me would purchase.

The Daxine hood was shown off as a hand-made item which with a
rear zipper overcomes the talc challenge. It was described as a
slave's hood and to justify that there were two vertically
zippered flaps over the front. These covered the nose, mouth and
eye holes. This was the first time a rubber hood allowed me
those luxuries but the ability to have that area zipped away
with the flaps, just reinforced the loss of control over such
basic functions.

So for something over a decade the Daxine products have been
part of my life. Products, because like the leather hoods, it
became clear it was worth buying another. i think i ended up
with a large and a medium fitting and discovered the
considerable difference in effect between the two. The smaller
one was far more assertive and constraining although with the
stretchiness of rubber both could be fully zipped shut.

They are worn easily with a collar locked on over them which
makes their removal practically impossible. It took a good long
while but finally i learnt to sleep regularly in them. Usually
for no more than 5/6 hours after which the torment becomes too
much. Sometimes in the depths of a cold winter, it really has
been pure comfort to spend the full night zipped away in one.

Mistress discovered that their nature enabled her to manipulate
me and the house work. i had grown up in a very traditional male
dominated world. My army officer father expected his wife to do
every last jot of domesticity and i was certainly not expected
to lift a finger. Mistress has retrained me in many respects and
this has included numerous aspects of housework. However I've
always baulked at the toilet. i don't do that. Not unless a
Daxine hood is brought out and i am otherwise rubbered up. Then
i will put every effort into creating a shining toilet bowl.

So the Daxine hoods are used for housework, as night wear and of
course for play. So much has happened to me in those hoods. Too
much to recount but they have helped re-write my attitude to
women, pleasure and lust.

One regular technique is that i have to work unselfishly at her
pleasure trained not to cum myself. A special signal whereby i
am signed off to take my pleasure comes when the zippered flaps
of the hood are shut by Her. Before that moment, the release is
not permitted and i would endure punishment for misbehaviour,
but from that moment, shut away in the black grip of the hood,
lust is allowed its final way with me. Irrevocably orgasm has
become associated with the utter helplessness of being
completely sealed up and held.

Sealwear Hood 4438

One of the most famous names in the rubber fetish fashion scene
is Sealwear from Dorset. i had often toyed with ordering
something. It might surprise the reader but we don't spend that
much on fetish! We share many diverse interests and fetish is
not at the top of the spends. That said we also rate fetish as
providing incredibly good value for many. i think the Daxine
hoods were about seventy-five pounds each and they have provided
days upon days of wear.

However as the years passed, it was obvious they were starting
to wear. Seams would need re-gluing in. A stretchiness would
develop that was too free. They're still worn but they're now
like old friends rather than instruments of discipline and
training. It was time for an upgrade and i favoured Sealwear
with the order. A good relationship with a bespoke supplier
counts for much and i would recommend Regina who fronts
Sealwear. She explained in great detail the extra features of
their product that justified a premium price. And when their
product arrived, she was right.

Superficially the design is like the Daxine design. i sent a
Daxine one as an example of what we sought. But here is a
flavour of their care in design:

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

"1. Our hoods always have a panel in the middle over your head
one each side next to the back zip. This gives a proper shape of
your head and a perfect fitting. Your hood only has two side
Do you want it exactly copied like the Daxine hood or can we use
our Sealwear Pattern?
Please advise.

2. Our front cover is therefore stuck on the middle panel
without the metal rivet. Because this it doesn't need. Do you
want this additional rivet because it's also affecting the
Please advise.

3. The zips in your mask are showing because they are cut out.
There is no additional facing for hair protection in the inside
of your mask. We are normally hiding the zip plus additional
facing inside.
Please advise.

The thickness you ordered is 0.89mm royale.
The hood you have sent me is 0.50 - 0.60mm thickness.
Because of the thicker material it is more restrictive we will
produce the hood slightly bigger as discussed."

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Germanic thoroughness i think and the most significant phrase
turned out to be "it is more restrictive".

Even unpacking and feeling the new hood, made me shake. It was
immediately heavier and i thought how on earth can i wear this?
i was very surprised to discover i could, but only just.

The design was so inspired that it treads the absolute edge of
practicality and marked discomfort. The rear zipper does close
fully but only when genuine strength is applied to the pull, and
that zipper is lockable. The result bears some similarity to
wearing a posture collar. The head is held up by the rubber in
the collar area. To lower the head requires definite effort.
Likewise although there is a mouth opening, it is an effort to
open the mouth and speak. The natural hold of the hood leaves
the wearer shut. Adding a small dildo gag can complete the
process. Or as our play has now taken us, the hood will
accommodate a strap on double dong.

The reader's imagination can enjoy the psychology of having to
face a hooding, with your hands cuffed to a waist-belt and a
Mistress fastening first the collar and lead followed by the
double dong. Rubber fills your mouth as you become speechless.
Whining whimpering is all that is left as your eyes (the hood's
flaps cannot be closed) focus on the solid rubber tip of the
phallus dancing at just that focussing spot where your vision

To be face fucked like this or even to be laid out with both
your dildos at head and groin rearing up as two Mistresses
settle down on you for their leisurely afternoon tea is to go
far into the realm of female domination.

A powerful mechanism by which the hood works is to mimic the
cunt. A tight rubber hood swallows the wearer up. It consumes
the person who is hooded in the same way that the female
dominant consumes her slave. All sorts of adjectives are shared
in the process. Hot, airless, sweaty, wet, dark, tight, smelly,
sound warping, crushing, sucking, humiliating. If you can tick
all those, you're likely to be a hooded rubberlover appreciative
of fem-dom!

Gas Mask

Is a gas mask a hood or not? i don't know why really but for
years i had ignored them. Finally i saw an ebay deal so good
there was nothing to lose so i purchased a straight-forward
basic mask (nothing fixed below the screw on inlet). This was
almost certainly ex Soviet. i've quite accepted it but to be
truthful, it does not excite Mistress. i use it as practical
housewear. i can see easily to work but the tight grip around
the cheeks and head and the smell remind me constantly of the
fetish. i like the idea that the radically changed head reminds
the wearer that for the rubber submissive, home is another

Denber hooded top

There's now only one more hood to describe and it is not an anti-
climax. The Denber website shows it as "Shirt With Gloves, Hood
and Breathing Tube Code 385B."

i had already bought for both of us quite a variety of Denber
rubberwear. It had all been entirely satisfactory. i chanced
upon this top only a few years ago. Almost all my hangups about
hooding had gone. Do they ever all go? Would it be ever be quite
right to be totally blase about being hooded? It's always a bit
weird to feel the need to submit to the hood and i think it
always will be.

Anyhow i found myself coming back to this site and image time
and again. Even with my changed attitude to hooding, i thought
"that is a bit much". Absolutely sealed in rubber from the waist
up apart from a breathing tube for the mouth.

It did cross my mind that worn with the rubber sheathed tights
they had already supplied, the two garments would deliver total
enclosure, completely. Wearing them would see myself utterly
rubberised, changed into a piece of rubber, become a Rubberman.
Slowly the desire to submit took hold. It probably required
several months from first even thinking about the prospect to
finally pushing the buttons and ordering the top.

Everything and nothing could be said about it when it came.
Let's just say it is worn, repeatedly, not often, but it does
get worn. i now know what it is like to be totally held all over
in rubber and to be absolutely dominated by a female in that
state. It is to go to a place beyond words, to fly, to ride the
broomstick, to enter another universe.

i would not dare suggest that the reader should follow this
exact path. It is incredibly personal. It has to be something
that you wish for, that you are willing to submit to. It means
so much not to be alone when the call of the rubber comes. To
have Mistress happy and excited to share and see Her Rubberman
is so re-assuring.

i never get to see myself in this state of total rubberisation,
covered in rubber from head to toe, vulcanised, silenced and
sightless, sheath full and potent. It is a vision for Mistress
only and She is the proud spectator and sometimes player who
gets to see what happens when the rubber and the hood finally
have their way with me.

Breathing and discipline

The wrap-up covers two topics. Various mentions in the narrative
have been made about breathing. It is really important. For the
two of us, we leave serious breath control to the realms of
fantasy stories. It can be imagined. Our choice is not to enact.
There are a few well verified tales of people coming to grief in
bondage gear in which hoods have played a role (trawl through
IAR). Already we have suggested any regular ingestion of talc is
not recommended.

What we discovered was unexpected and a bit paradoxical. The
zippered hoods with eye and mouth holes below the flaps (Daxine
and Sealwear) are perfect for breathing safely in. You breathe
through the zipper when the flaps are sealed. But the "blinding"
is total. i have never felt at all difficult in this matter when
in these hoods.

The roll-ons are different and to be honest i don't really
recommend their long term use. Desperately trying to tear one
off does not strike me as a great pleasure.

So enjoy being zipped up. You will feel totally isolated from
the everyday and if Mistress is in charge of the zippering, you
will have handed over control of your basic functions of the
mouth and eyes. But you should be safe.

The Denber hooded rubber top is not a zip on and it offers the
double challenge of neck entry (talc) and subsequent removal. i
guess many of you have discovered that with rubberwear putting
it on is often easier than getting it off, especially after the
O. This is certainly the case with this piece. It slides on so
easily and then you sweat and you become "glued in".

Becoming sealed into your rubber skin has its own excitement.
Rubber in the vanilla world is a material of suppression and
insulation - denying conductivity. In our fetish universe it
becomes a super conductor of sensuality erogonising everything
it touches.

Erogonising the head confirms the control you have surrendered.
This is a very intense experience and when carried out with
complete sealing from the waist upwards (or even total
enclosure) some care is needed. The presence of a partner, in my
case Mistress, is really recommended. It means someone else can
enjoy the visual spectacle of your predicament. But their
presence is also a safety net.

Very occasionally i have gone solo in the hooded top. i cannot
completely recommend it as described. You have to know yourself
very well to know you can stay calm and remove it after your

Helpful tip we have found is that the top comes off very readily
when wettened in a bath or a shower and of course rubber shower
sex is a whole other world of fun. If this design was amended
and a short vertically running zip inserted at the rear of the
head, then entry/exit, resolving breathing in a hurry, use of
talc would all be ameliorated.

The challenge there is that a relatively cost conscious moulded
rubber manufacturer like Denber does not use zips. Glued seams
is as far as they go. The solution then is to buy your goods and
get a craft worker to modify if you don't have the expertise.
Denber for instance sell some wonderful rubber leotards for men
but their life expectancy would be so much better if the
shoulder straps were zippered across the strap top.

Another "edgy" topic is discipline and punishment. The idea of
being a slave suggests life might get uncomfortable. Rubber
hoods are often sold as discipline or punishment hoods. Whilst
respectful of individuals and their choices, for us the emphasis
is on the word discipline.

Mistress regards hooding me as an opportunity to train me to
behave the way She wants. She knows i desire the hoods greatly
and She works that desire to Her ends when i am hooded. She
knows i will do things when hooded that would be far more of a
struggle otherwise.

Mistress many years ago did discover the merits of physical
discipline and She has trained me to take the discipline in
these hoods. By no means every time they are worn but
sufficiently often that i do associate their wear with the
possibility of the discipline. The angle She puts on this is
that this is a positive experience even if painful and

Real punishment for real misdemeanours takes place in other

Something positive to close with. Nature hands us out all an
individual visage. Sometimes its beautiful. Sometimes we can
make it beautiful. Sometimes the beauty is in the eye of the
beholder. And sometimes nature's gift struggles to be appealing.
And we all age. But regardless of what nature has brought us, we
can all choose and work to be beautiful inside.

Some recent science was claiming there's no such thing as
altruism. Balls i say. We all can make extra-ordinary choices,
we can all explore grace. It is what makes humans different. The
male submissive adores the grace of the Female Dominant and
works to explore and develop that.

Sometimes quite apart from any pleasure that wearing a hood
brings, the same hood can release us from the expectations and
judgements that too much concentration on the face brings. The
hood can be face-saving.

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rfrub wrote:

>Hood Reviews - A FemDom/male-sub history. A leather and rubber
>fetish real life journey.

It is quite an opus, excellent. It's really the most
comprehensive explanation of the rubber fetish in a real life
FemDom context I've read.

And, by the way, welcome back to DOMestic, it must be about ten
years since you were a regular here.

Some of your earlier posts to DOMestic of a fictional nature can
be seen at:-


where they are now filed under your new pen name "rfrub".

Although, I always find reality posts more exciting than
fiction, especially when they include such juicy morsels as
those you wrote in this non fiction piece. Such as:-

>initially it was about learning to accept being hooded when
>wanking, quite soon the move came to full intercourse hooded
>and with the collar and lead on. We soon discovered that this
>was "us". It handed control to Mistress. Submissive tendencies
>are massively encouraged if all you are wearing is a rubber
>hood with no vision and your collar and lead are constantly
>being tugged.

And moving on to:-

>In our relationship i quickly discovered i longed to be Queened
>and to service my Mistress orally. -snip- as i serve her She
>starts to drench me in juice and this makes its way into the
>mouth. The combined taste of Her honey and of the latex ensures
>i continue to work.

And finally this reader's imagination did enjoy the picture you
painted with these words:-

>Adding a small dildo gag can complete the process. Or as our
>play has now taken us, the hood will accommodate a strap on
>double dong.
>The reader's imagination can enjoy the psychology of having to
>face a hooding, with your hands cuffed to a waist-belt and a
>Mistress fastening first the collar and lead followed by the
>double dong. Rubber fills your mouth as you become speechless.
>Whining whimpering is all that is left as your eyes (the hood's
>flaps cannot be closed) focus on the solid rubber tip of the
>phallus dancing at just that focussing spot where your vision
>unites. To be face fucked like this.....

Not only did you write a comprehensive review of hoods and their
use, but you also produced factual erotica which, as person who
has experienced the "phallus dancing at just that focussing spot
where your vision unites", I really empathised with.

Thank you.

David at Ms-Christine.com

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Very sad to hear Denber have gone downhill since it's been taken
over recently. I used to enjoy their products very much, but i
won't wait 6 weeks for a delivery, and they won't deal with the
public any longer.

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