Kinky Wear: Garter Edition

There's something so delightfully spank-tastic about some particular kinds of lingerie, wouldn't you agree? In today's closer look, we'll be zeroing in on one such lovely piece of kinky wear: the garter belt (and stockings), as modeled so nicely below...


I've always been a huge fan of garters and garter belts: the way they create such an enticing and convenient frame... :D *blush*

Such a fan, in fact, that it didn't even matter if my mother was with me on the day we were out shopping and I happened to stumble upon a Frederick's that was having a MAJOR sale... I didn't yet own any garter belts at the time and I wanted to so badly that I didn't care who saw me buying them! As it turned out, she didn't really seem to mind all that much... :D

Already within my possession at that point (unbeknownst to my shopping companion) were the thigh-high stockings I would need to complete the look, so without further ado I stocked up on a few choice garters to add to a growingly kinky collection of clothing... (non-clothing?) Remembering to vary color and style, such as the magenta one I found above, and the smokey blue below, rather than just buy out the whole place on the spot...

For some reason this type of lingerie always takes my mind back to the very first time that I ever saw the musical Caberet, at the ripe old age of 11... It was also the first time I'd ever seen anything quite like a garter belt and stockings on a lovely young woman, and I remember it affecting me even then...

Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that I would actually be able to wear one myself, or look good doing so!... But in reality, they do a lot to compliment any type of figure :D That aforementioned framing action works surprisingly well... :D:D

Now that my kinky closet is swelling, I'm having trouble remembering just where I threw that last pair of bow-topped stockings or shockingly short plaid skirt... Letting vanilla friends into my room is becoming something of a spectacle -- I'm sure they must just think I'm a bit of a neat freak, zooming around the room in front of them yanking random articles of clothing out of sight... :D

I suppose this is just a precursor to when I start accumulating large stores of implements...

"What is... why do you have a crook-handled school cane propped in the corner? Next to --"

"The birch rod? Oh, those are just props for my sister's school play..." that I apparently forgot to throw a sheet over... "She asked me to hold on to them for her till the weekend... It's set in historical England and they just need them to be sitting in the background for authenticity..."

"The handcuffs, too? And did women wear bright pink garters back then?"

Turning a deep shade of red, "Uh..." :D Maybe I should start coming up with stories now, just to have a few filed away in case such situations do happen to pop up in the future... : )