New Story Up: “The Ungirdling”

Maybe you are thinking girdle fetishism is strictly a guy thing? Or a transvestic, forced feminization fetish? Think again. It’s not only the men who spent their boyhood lusting after the models in the Sears catalogue. Did the publishers of these thick volumes ever have any idea they were encouraging whole generations of perverts?

In my latest story, The Ungirdling�� Lesbian girdle fetishist Cheryl is so distracted by the fact that her heterosexual female boss is wearing a super tight girdle that she applies for a transfer to another department to avoid further sexual frustration. What else can she do? Office romance is so risky. But her secret comes out during a performance evaluation. The boss, however, does not want to lose this excellent employee. Be careful, boss, think before you act. A lesbian is not a toy.

My latest story features at least two elements I like to play with in my work: the lesbian who takes on the erotic challenge of the straight (or supposedly straight) woman, and the whole scenario of younger versus older women. And as far as I am concerned, office environment porn is so hot. All those snug, respectable clothes and what they hide underneath! Clothing is so much more sexy when its “real” purpose is to make one simply powerful and respectable, I think.

I swear, that though I was not around in the fifties, it’s really as if no small amount of my own erotic interests were formed by that period. What other sexual subcultures have been overlooked? Anyone turned on by Emma Peel’s car?