I awoke a while earlier than my alarm went off, as standard. I
lay there within the cozy, heat darkness having fun with the
sensation of shifting my toes and fingers within the slick
softness of my silken sheets and nightgown, turning
very barely backward and forward to really feel the unyielding
stiffness and scintillating tightness of my lengthy,
confining evening corset, straining my wrists ever so
gently in opposition to the implacable metal of {the handcuffs}
which restrain my arms behind me at evening.
I’ll wait till the music comes on my clock radio at 7
earlier than I stand up and punctiliously cross the room to my
dressing desk, the place I’ve left the important thing to my
handcuffs. Solely then will I be capable to take away the
tight, padded satin blindfold which has stored me within the
cozy, heat darkness long gone the rising of the solar.
Now begins the morning ritual of undressing fully
for the bathtub. First the lengthy, billowy Victorian
nightgowns, with their acres of sentimental, shiny silk; subsequent,
the duty of unlacing the lengthy evening corset, untying the
knot on the waist, liberating the yards of braided silk
ribbon that had been wrapped round my waist, after being
so fastidiously and tightly pulled by the 36 pairs of
eyelets solely final evening, releasing the terrific
stress that has confined my physique from shoulders to
knees all by the evening, imposing a way more
fascinating form upon my keen flesh, strictly
coaching and disciplining, but lovingly caressing me.
Lastly the edges of the corset are far sufficient aside
that the studs on the metal busk may be unslotted and
the corset eliminated. The feeling of reduction at my
launch from the evening’s jail makes me assume that
right now I’ll depart off my corsets and go about free and
unconfined. However earlier than I’m even completed with my bathtub
I shall be eager for the embrace, the heat, the
safety of my corsets, and I’ll tightly lace myself
up for one more day.
As soon as the corset is off, the silk drawers and chemise
comply with rapidly, leaving solely the duty of peeling off
the very tight, silky lycra assist stockings which
maintain my legs in such good situation. Nakedness, so
prized by so many, may be very completely different for me. I really like my
fairly physique; I look after it scrupulously with a strictly
correct weight loss program and two or three hours of ballet, trendy
dance, and bicycling day by day, plus frequent lengthy
walks. However my physique doesn’t come alive till it’s
coated with layers of silk and snugly confined inside
a stiff, tightly-laced corset.
After a brisk scrub I dry myself, wiggle right into a pair of
my assist stockings, and start to decorate for the day.
My involvement in graduate faculty and the consulting
work I do not often give me a day (aside from weekends) to
benefit from the luxuries of Victorian clothes throughout the day.
So I select much less voluminous, tailor-made lingerie, whose
bulk gained’t present beneath my clothes.
I normally put on “combos,” a stunning garment
ensuing from combining the chemise with the drawers.
I at all times put on two pair, as I like the 2 layers of
silk beneath my corsets; they add a sure measure of
“lubrication” between my physique and the corsets, making
them significantly much less confining, and eliminating
chafing altogether. I’ve to confess that the a number of
layers of silk sliding backwards and forwards over one another
may be very stimulating to me.
My day corsets all match me about the identical: from armpit
to hips, with the waist compelled low in opposition to the highest of
the pelvis (just about the design of the late 1890’s).
They differ in stiffness, diploma of compression, and
quantity of constriction concerning the ribs and diaphragm. My
each day selection is made in accordance with my anticipated
actions.
If I’m going to be sitting round within the library,
learning, I’ll select a way more extreme one than if
I’m going to be purchasing or lunching with a consumer.
Through the day I at all times put on a pair of standard nylon
stockings (the flat-knitted, non-stretch type with
seams and strengthened heel and toe) gartered to my
corset. I put on one other silk mixture over the
corset. Lastly, a few frilly slips after which my
garments.
My favourite “trendy” garments are silk blouses with
lengthy, billowy sleeves, and a full skirt, normally of a
heavier silk or muted satin. I additionally love patterned silk
clothes, particularly the shirtwaist type. I put on my
clothes fairly lengthy, about half-way to my ankles, a
size which is at all times modern. I normally put on a
good wool jacket or a lightweight blazer on high, relying on
the temperature. I’ve at all times worn hats, and recently I’ve
begun to experiment with veils.
I’m positive I wouldn’t get close to as many stares if I lived
in New York or Los Angeles, however right here in Salt Lake Metropolis
you simply don’t see that many hats, not to mention veils.