Helen Henley has the unenviable job of translating our scribble into a form which our long suffering printer can read and understand. Apart from constantly criticising our grammar and spelling she is always complaining that we never really give the female point of view or encourage our female readers to write in with their views. She seemed to have a point and to shut her up we have given her these pages with complete freedom to express her own views, select her own items and photographs. Anyone who wants to write to her – male or female – or submit photographs or ideas should do so direct to her c/o this office. Don’t bother us, except to write to ask when we are going to sack her. Continue reading “Helen Henley Atomage A5 Edition 17”
Meet Half Way
Whilst I thoroughly enjoy your pages and am prodded by them regularly, I do get the feeling that you still see Mrs. Average as her Victorian counterpart used to be. Most men I know (very few of whom have heard of Atomage, I would think) are attentive to their wives. They give them, as far as budget will allow, pretty well everything they want. They show their desire to be as one with their partner, but their wives, in many cases, seem to be distant, putting their friends at coffee mornings before their husbands. Continue reading “Meet Half Way”
Our Pleasure
There are certain subjects which, in the past, have been taboo: wearing rubber, leather, PVC to name but three. Whenever people who wear these materials meet they seem to discuss the matter in low tones. We do not. Most Saturdays you can meet us in the King’s Road, Chelsea, dressed in any one of these materials, i.e. from head to toe in leather (as on the cover of Atomage 4), or in the ‘Dressing for Pleasure’ film and also in many of the Atomage pages. We have one dislike and that is not to bring out into the open the fact that we like dressing in our favourite materials. Continue reading “Our Pleasure”
Discipline
What interests me is other couples where the wife wears rubber as a sort of domestic discipline – that is she wears it under protest and possibly with some coercion. There are women I have seen who wear rubber very frequently. I have encountered at least two in recent years who, in addition to wearing macs (and in one case SBR macs) have worn rubber jackets, skirts and boots and I have been surprised at the regularity of wearing rubber even in weather when I would not have anticipated it. Continue reading “Discipline”
Leather Care
As you probably know there could never be too many gasmasks for me! Indeed it seems a pity in many ways that the columns in the ACS sheets do not contain an extra one headed ‘Masks’. I have made quite a few pen friends now through the ACS, which is very nice although often it seems that the people with like interests such as wearing masks live at opposite ends of the country. Continue reading “Leather Care”
Latex Photos
Although bondage generally leaves me cold, I have tried one of the ploys of the author of S.B. (Supplement 15) and that is of dressing in a latex suit, covering it with ordinary clothes and then walking in public. I have found it rather exciting to know that if I get hot and sweaty or the sleeves of the suit suddenly appear in view, there is nothing I can do about it until I am home again. Continue reading “Latex Photos”
Feeling Conspicous
I have questioned my wife about her dislike of mackintoshes and all I obtained were the stock answers: she does not like the smell, she likes even less the fact that the smell clings to her other clothes, they are sweaty and spoil her other clothes, in cold weather macks do not keep her warm, and in warm weather make her feel extremely hot. Also she feels like a change after 20 years of rubberised rainwear. Well, I will not bore you with the counter arguments I could put to these criticisms, but at the end she summed it all up by saying she feels conspicuous when wearing rubber macks. Continue reading “Feeling Conspicous”
Frightened
I am interested in your magazine which was shown to me by a friend at the office. I am 21 years old, and have been married for two years to a terrific girl who loves wearing leather, but when I suggested once that she wore just her high heeled, long leg boots and leather coat to make love in, she said I was disgusting, and the next thing I knew was her mother had organised us to see a marriage counsellor, who frightened me stiff and asked me if there was a history of mental illness in my family. Continue reading “Frightened”
My Outfit
I have just donned a complete rubber outfit and am taking down these notes to describe it to you. Continue reading “My Outfit”
My Attraction
I am a man in my forties, happily married to a hard-working wife for 20 years and the father of two good-mannered and nice children. Our only, and real, problem is my own feeling towards, and the need for stimulation from, rubber in our private relations. For many years I have, by reading some of the rubber publications, tried to gain some insight and knowledge as to how other people are coping with the same problem. Magazines, especially Atomage, have helped me by letting me understand that I am by no means alone being born in this way. I believe there must be something deep inside us that cannot be explained. My first experience with rubber I can remember from the age of 10-12. I remember how I enjoyed enclosing my body in the rubber sheets that belonged to my younger brothers and sisters, placed there so that they should not soil their mattresses. Continue reading “My Attraction”