Oct 03rd, 2003
***BILDL01 With a lot of pleasant anticipation, but also with some doubts which exist when you hear about the biggest party of the year, we started our journey to the Rubber Ball having no idea of what kind of adventure we were soon to take part in.
For all of you who havenīt heard about the Skin Two Rubber Ball, it took in Great Britain, London, the root of all fetish.
People from all over the world were attracted to this event. And that was the reason why I was so excited, not to mention this being my first time in London. Yes! Itīs totally the truth! We were also confused because we had booked our hotel room over the internet to find the cheapest price. We didn't know whether it would very secure this way. Also, we werenīt sure if the reservations were done correctly. Norman wasnīt as excited I was so he handled all the organizational stuff for the trip and he done it very great.
The first problem was the travelling to the airport of Frankfurt/Hahn! It was totally hectic getting there. But looking back now, we realize what we could have done different to make things easier that day. The reason for all the problems was that this day began an extended weekend in Germany and it seemed everyone on the highways were all heading in the same direction.
With much luck, we finally arrived the airport - 30 minutes before our airplane was to take off! With some luck, we had a fast check-in and got on the plane for a short fly over the channel to London Stansted. We hurried to retrieve our suitcases - yes, everything was now much more perfect. I could only imagine what might go wrong!!! Our cases were 80 percent full with latex and high heels. Yes, too many very precious things in only two cases. After we picked up our suitcases without incident, we went to the train called Stansted Express, which brought us to London. As we arrived at the 'London Liverpool' station, we were shocked for a moment because of the London flair. We only know the lonely calm and mannered order of our small town in the North of Germany. To stand out front of the underground station was a fantastic new thing. We were very happy! But isnīt it normally when you are in such a gorgeous town that you see all these people? Yes, here must be the source of all fetish parties!
Everything around us was moving really fast but there was no time to be calm to realize these fascinating sights because had to find our hotel. We took our suitcases and after a long time in the underground we finally reached our hotel room at 6 pm. We felt so tired but there was no time to relax. At 10 pm the Torture Garden will start and that would be the beginning of the Rubber Ball. And I really wanted to look great for the partyīs opening. So after a sweet short sleep, we checked out our clothes and thought about what we would wear that night. I was very excited. For every second I was getting ready, I had many thoughts about so many things. How will the people be? Would it not be very much fun or would it prove to be as great as everyone said? I didnīt know much about the Rubber Ball but all the fantastic reports and hymns about it raised the adrenalin in my body. It was a very crazy time for me. :)
***BILDR02 But at the moment, my main problem was to choose what I should wear! I took a look in my case. I saw fantastic latex, all of which all smelled so fantastic. It was hard to make the right choice! In the end, I elected to go with my trousers and my new top, along with gloves and high heels; everything in classic black. Going to a party not knowing what everyone will be wearing makes it hard to choose just the right outfit. Mainly, I knew that I wanted to attract all the attention. So I hoped that a lot of people would be showing skin as I was. I wasnīt able to think about that without to chuckle!
I felt a tingle flow through me as I looked in the mirror. I looked ravishing dressed as I was and everything shined so brightly. I shared a knowing look with look myself in the mirror as I laugh happily. My makeup wasnīt too crazy. I want to know, 'Who tries new styles when the clock is ticking and when you want to look perfect on this night?' So I chose the normal classic make-up, which I know will go perfectly with my dress. Finishing up, I twirled my hair a bit, put on my coat, and we went with the city map in hand straight to the Torture Garden.
At first we had some problems finding the right address; all this while walking in high heels and latex through the streets of London. And I guess you know that latex doesnīt warm you very well. Finally we saw some people wearing exotic and crazy dresses and we knew we were at the right place! That was the beginning of the party.
We entered the Torture Garden and searched for the coatroom. After that we had time to take a look in all the mystic rooms because we were very early and most of the rooms were relatively free for exploring. Every room had their own flair and there were a lot of bars, sofas, and of course, dance floors. All three rooms caught my interest, but I finally decided to enjoy the 'Dungeon'. That was a room with pillories, lust swings, cages and crux which interested me really much. I wondered whether these things would really be used by couples that night. This question was prickly in my mind as I saw all this stuff and the ways in which they would be used was very exciting to me.
With time, more and more people came and the free rooms became smaller and smaller. You canīt imagine their different looks. Every person was dressed so uniquely that they each expressed their own point of view through their outfit. Everywhere we looked we saw coloured paradise birds; so beautiful!!! Yes, again I have to mention that to you because of the choice of my clothes in the hotel - do you remember?
In one room we saw a couple and I had to think hard about if we knew them or not. Perhaps we have met before in the past? They looked familiar to us but we were not able to get a clear picture of them. In the late evening we caught word that it could be Lea and Stefan, from our main shopping store of latex on the internet, Fetishuniverse. We wanted ask them but didnīt see them again. We were unhappy about that because we absolutely were right. The next friend we recognized (or did he recognize us?) was 3xL, the head behind the website www.lustlovelatex.com. After so many mails and so much happiness in looking forward to see him, we were really happy to have the chance to meet him personally and to check out what for a friendly guy lingers behind all these mails.
After that, we also met www.womaninlatex.com, Miss Fuzzybunny, an extreme lovely and pretty woman. She wore such a beautiful corset. I fell in love when I laid eyes on it.Sadly you can only order this corset from Polymorphe and thatīs too far away from Germany so I donīt want to think about the expensive shipping costs.
***BILDL03 But the coronation of that night was, no doubt, meeting Martin Perreault and Bianca Beauchamp of www.latexlair.com. (Really thanks in that case goes to Martin for making all the pictures of the party!) As they stood in front of us I couldnīt believe it was really happening. Normally they live on the other site of the world and are idols in their quality of latex photography. And here they were, live and in person in front of me and the best thing was that they were really very nice, friendly and fantastic people! Bianca looked really pretty in her dress; sweet hot pants and a very sexy transparent top. Martin is a very kind and lovely photographer and told us much about the people we met in Torture Garden. And well ... his camera :)...we have to say you can easily get jealous of it! ;)
The following hours we spent talking, laughing, and of course dancing. We met so many nice guys because as the night progressed, everyone became much friendlier and open. And I have to tell you that all my fantasies about the sweet toys in the dungeon became a reality ;)
With the hours and time the lenses of more and more photographers found me and that were fantastic minutes for a little model. Or what do you think? :). Except, in these moments only some thoughts were in my mind and all of them were questions like: "How is your make-up? Is my hair all right? And are the things Iīm doing here look ok?" :)
Slowly the night came to the end and my feet were also very tired. After we (Bianca, Martin and Norman) visited MissFuzzybunny and 3xL for a short time in the hotel, we went home to our hotel room and we were in our beds at 5 oīclock. I could not realize all the things that happened this evening in their full dimension because our weariness brought us fast to a deep sleep.
SWAY