Slowly – but steadily – getting in shape again:
This little series of sketches is now complete, and was accepted and published.
If you’ve not seen it yet – I was recently interviewed and you can read the full text on the fabulous Nylon Swish – where you might also find out a lot about shapewear, nylons and how to wear it in style.
The blog shows some of my sketches, and if you’re interested – there’s more!
And here are some of the doodles I did while contemplating the answers:
Recent conversations about shapewear and the kind of retrowear you find in those »Granny sections« in department stores reminded me of my first experiences with these kinds of lingerie. One of the duties of my slave training appointments was to follow orders on how to dress. And one day the master expected me to wear old-fashioned, second-hand underwear, »like an old housewife…«.
So then. I had some fifties slips and underskirts that I got from fleamarkets, and – of course – nylon stockings. To make my outfit complete I went to an ordinary department store and inspected the corner in the lingerie department that I had always skipped. And there they were, longline bras and high-waisted »big« panties, garter belts and corselets, all in simple white or nude colours. I noticed suspicious looks from other women and the sales girls – after all, here was a quite slim young woman in her early twenties, inspecting clothes that really were meant for another demographic… and in fact the difficult part was finding something in my size!
In the end I left with a pair of high-waisted panties, a longline bra – which fitted perfectly, even with my (so I thought) heavy breasts – and a big girdle.
Appropriately dressed in knee-length flower-print dress and apron I arrived at the master’s flat, ready to do some housecleaning and practice a few slave positions, but to my surprise there were guests: two ladies in their mid-thirties, drinking wine and chatting with the host. I was slightly confused and didn’t know what to expect, but it was business as usual for me – I was sent to the kitchen to do the washing up, later hoovering the carpet… and then there were casual remarks I overheard, »…what did you say she’s wearing underneath?« and so on, which eventually ended in »presenting my slave«.
After obliging to a couple of standard positions the two women got up and began to fondle my body, and then ordered me to lift up the apron and to take off my dress, and I was now exposed in that slightly embarrassing style of underwear. Of course this was all part of the »humiliating« aspect in this submissive role play, but I felt an oddly arousing eroticism in that outfit. These garments were sophisticated constructions, with supportive strips and inlays, patterned fabrics and tight hooks and clips, and whether bowing down for a spanking or kneeling and waiting for the next order – I felt comfortable and knew everything was in its right place (and looking gorgeous).
And the girls knew how to emphasize my submissive role. I continued my housemaid duties more or less in my underwear, with constant cynical remarks from them, followed by orders to lick them, and yes, inevitably it all got a bit wet. Which obviously was all that was expected from the housemaid this time – after a final round of light spanking I was sent home in slightly deranged and wet clothes. And I never found out what else went on with the master and his two friends that evening.