Sunday 17th January 2021
Well now, this is a subject I am extremely passionate about. I don’t get passionate about anything these days but corsets I definitely do.
The first corset goes back to the 16th century that was worn by men and women in different outfits. Men for battle and women as undergarments to shape themselves for the outer clothing.
These days Corsets are worn in many different ways but mainly to give the women that hourglass figure. We all crave to look like Dita Von Teese or close enough but we are not all shaped that way.
Corsets come in all different shapes and sizes but the main reason it’s worn is to give the wearer the feel-good factor.
I love my corsets because whatever shape I have been throughout the years it will always sinch in my waist and give me that bottom-heavy look that many don’t want.
I think these days the trend is coming back again as it did in the 1950s and 60s. Don’t get me wrong as the corset has never gone out of fashion as there’s always a female that wants to make her figure tighter than it naturally is.
There have always been certain years or decades that the cinched in the waist was more popular than others. I was watching a documentary on Danny La Rue last night. Men have to wear undergarments as they don’t have the waist and hips etc that a female has.
Now when wearing a corset for the first time it will be a learning curve for you. It is like you have to learn to breathe again. Comfort is the main thing because if you can’t breathe properly then you will feel very uncomfortable and dizzy.
There’s no point in being as silly as some females will go to even removing ribs to get smaller. This female in the photo was on a Tyra Banks chat show and her waist measured 18 inches but inside the corset, it is 15 inches.
Ribs are there for a reason, to protect the internal organs and if you move them around then you looking for trouble. The less time in hospital the better I always say.
The love of corsets can be so much fun though without being too serious about it. There are loads of different designs and materials that they are made out of.
A while ago a mentioned about I wanted to add a store to this website so you could purchase videos and photos. That is not possible.
So I have decided to make a completely new one (still keeping this one but i will link the 2 websites together through links you can click onto.
It will be similar to this one as in blogs and real life photography but it will be predominately an online store.
If there is anything you would like for me to look into researching for you to purchase then by all means let me know.
The content will be equipment and toys, corsets, compression garments, and shapewear and crossdressing items (silicone skin wear for body shaping as in boobs, butts, and bodysuits).
I think with the way this world is carrying on my appointments are going too far and few between so I am putting my knowledge to better use.
Each product that I will advertise will have a demonstration video (a handling video not how to use a dildo) and my opinion of it. Its to help you get a realistic view of the item and not just a flat photo like some websites that a cold and collective and have the bare essential details on it.
It is in working progress at the moment so I will keep you updated as and when it will be live for you to view.
So I will look forward to hearing from you if you have anything to ask me.
Stay safe and keep smiling…
Now I like to have fun but this particular day when I received an inquiry I wasn’t expected to have so much fun.
When we had had our time conversing of the fundamentals the day came to see if he was all he said he was.
When he entered my establishment he stepped inside my front door very nervously (because I had shaken him up a bit from the chat we had the day before) “Good afternoon” I said looking at him in my intimidating way.
‘Bless’ i thought ‘a short one, all the more fun lol’.
As he followed me up the stairs to my entertainment floor I could hear his in-trepidation in his footsteps one by one, actually expecting him to say “sorry I can’t do this” and ask to be let out but he didn’t.
As I turned to look at him as i walked into the middle of the room the fear that he once had turned slightly to ‘oh bugar what have I got myself into look’.
We chatted a little to calm his nerves and then i said out of the blue in my Mistress voice (I am kind and me when you first enter my property to help you relax but if your here for a mistress Lucy session then your know in my voice when she has appeared) “Take all your clothes off and put them by the banisters out of the way”. Now the fear of God appeared once more in his eyes. He was obediently submissive which was a very good start.
As I went to the bathroom to wash my hands (i am very ocd on cleanliness and hygiene, no short cuts on anything like that) I watched his body language to see how I was going to plan my next move.
I abruptly said “stand up straight boy (even though he was 47 years old i call everyone boy when i feel like it). He stood bolt upright as if he was in the army line ready for inspection.
My black shine stiletto court shoes clicked on the wood floor with each step i took closer to him. I circled him and looked him up and down to make him even more nervous than before.
“Don’t look at me boy” i said “Did i ask you to move your eyes my direction?”
“No” he said with a quiver in his feeble little soft-spoken voice. I laughed as i turned my back and walked away.
Whilst my thoughts turned to which way i was going to take this pathetic boy through an emotional roller coaster i could hear his breath getting erratic.
As the bdsm bed was behind him where he was standing i said in a very authoritative voice ” Lay on the bed face up”. He did as i told him a bit quicker than i was expected but i think he just wanted to hide his arousal from me as he didn’t know what i was going to do next but i wasn’t having any of it as i wanted it all on show for me to tease.
Whilst conversing on the phone the day before he told me what he liked and disliked so i had an idea without having to ask within the session.
Restriction was his thing and Wow was he a wriggler.
I didn’t want to tie him to tightly on his first visit and frighten him off from returning another time but i sure knew that it would have to be much more heavier bondage restriction next time.
Throughout the session, i teased him in my mistress way but also found his sensitive spots. One thing i did love doing and that was anally stimulating him. I would slowly push a finger in and move it around and then gradually increase the number of fingers to stretch him slightly. When i was happy with the amount of stretching to the size of my smallest silicone dildo i would change fingers to toys. Everything condomed obviously for hygiene.
I applied ky lubricant to the end of the dildo and gentle slide it in and then when i knew he was enjoying it i would pull it out at top speed. lololol OMG he wriggled and jumped and moved all over the place in excitement. I had to hold onto the bed in case he tipped it over.
Through out the session i continued to do this spontaneously going from one antic to another surprising him each time.
He never said he disliked giving oral to toys so as soon as I had pulled the dildo from his arse hole i pushed it in the mouth. As he couldn’t see what I was doing it was a big surprise. I found out very quickly that he did not like the taste of his own poop lol but I found it extremely funny.
This pathetic little wriggler sent me a text later on that day (as he left me at the end of the session in total disorientation and was cum drunk) saying how much he enjoyed the way I am and control the whole situation. He said every emotion was touched on in ways that he never thought he could experience.
He has been back to me 2 more times since and each time has got more intense with hoods, neck braces and poppers and yes the restriction has got a lot more heavy handed. He is not left marked in any way but i am mentally tattooed on to his memory forever and a day.