Escape to wonderland

I’ve recently have become very close with Mistress Edie Elson. We each have a way of immersing ourselves in a rare, intense, and beautiful sexual energy that syncs together naturally. Just over a week ago we had the opportunity to be part of an elaborate fetish scene that transported us to a fairy tale wonderland.

The man who arranged this fantasy had transformed a quiet little play space tucked away in a corner of Los Angeles. He had ordered 100% pure latex balloons from France. Each were about a meter wide and strong enough not to burst under the weight of a person. He spent 5 hours inflating 300 balloons and filled the room from floor to ceiling, creating literally a sea of balloons.

When I stepped into the room, I was instantly consumed with childlike glee. How could you not be? This is a primal fantasy, something you dream about even before you have your first sexual fantasy – being overwhelmed by a universe of giant balloons as if you were in a cartoon. For the first 20 minutes, I was entranced just by bouncing balloons above my head – the lift of the helium and the weight of the latex resulting in a slow but steady motion – it was a contradicting mix of weightless gliding and heavy pushing against my hands. I felt intoxicated. We were all wearing latex garments and we proceeded to shine each other – our hands sliding over each others’ bodies with silicone lubricant to arouse our tactile senses

I was the first one to penetrate the wall of balloons. I found a gap near the floor and forced my way in. The pressure of the balloons pressing against me from all directions was calming and comforting, like an infant in the womb. At the same time, it was sensual and powerfully erotic. It was as intense as a hallucination but without any drugs. I moved through different experiences constantly as I interacted with the surroundings in different ways. Laying down and being underneath a gigantic orb felt intimate and serene. Laying on top of the incredibly elastic inflated latex felt like a magical ride – it made me giggle uncontrollably. Feeling many hands glide across my body while I hovered atop a balloon was mind-altering, and incredibly sexual.

There was no domination involved in this experience – it was purely a fetishistic indulgence, but it reminded me how amazing it is that I have these opportunities to constantly explore new sexual experiences. Some experiences are just a little extra memorable and precious that I feel compelled to share it with the world.

In the end, I am a dominant woman – when I’m aroused I want to completely ravish something… so I went home that night and bent my boytoy over the bed like a good boy.

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