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welcome to my secret closet - part 3
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Progressing up my body, I usually wore some combination of latex tank top with tight fishnet body covering, or a plain black or band t-shirt. Sometimes I’d wear some sort of black or white dress shirt, tucked out with a black tie. If I could incorporate one of my corsets, overtop or underneath, then I did. One outfit I liked wearing if I was trying to be more reserved and less in-your-face slutwear was combining a grey or black blazer or tuxedo coattails with some form of skirt underneath.
I was always self-conscious of my upper body and arms, so I liked covering that up in public whenever possible; fishnet material over bare skin was about as much skin exposure as I would show off. I discovered that long gloves, like silk evening gloves, or long latex gloves, did the trick with my arms. With my latex gloves, the ones I usually wore out to clubs I had cut off the finger tips – so I could show off my nailpolished hands, as well as it was just easier gripping stuff with my hands, like holding my drink or fumbling with cash at the bar.
I did have a long pair and a short wrist pair of latex gloves, which I kept the fingers intact – but these I wore only with two of my clients, lubed up for performing handjobs or finger-fucking. If I was wearing latex gloves, I often wore leather bondage bracelets along with them – which were useful for being tied down when required.
Around my neck, I almost always wore a leather dog collar or feminine choker collar. This stemmed from my punk days years as a teenager and I brought that over into the goth and alternative scene I found myself taken in by. I also wore collars to signal my position as a submissive. Mistress R would leash me up and lead me around as her pet for showing off when we were in the private area, sometimes with chain leashed both around my neck and my wrists.
I did have a metal spiked collar I wore on very rare occasions, such as when I was going to switch someone – like a casual fuck I picked up from the club, especially if I was going to assfuck them, but generally I felt it didn’t fit well with my personality and style as a bottom prettyboy. I could dominate if required, but much preferred to be on the receiving end.
I had some submissive collars with the words SLUT, SLAVE, and FAGGOT on them. These I usually wore when busy with my dom client Lady M, but I did like wearing the SLUT collar out sometimes at the club too as I got off publicly advertising myself as a slut – and that helped sometimes getting laid at the end of the night. However I found wearing the FAGGOT collar an inner conflict because despite accepting my bisexuality, I always felt awkward, ashamed, and uncomfortable when referred to as ‘gay’ or called a ‘faggot’ – something Lady M would use to abuse and debase me during our sessions. If someone asked me what my sexuality was, I was just as likely to answer ‘a slut’ as I would answer bisexual.
My face would usually be adorned with black lipstick and sometimes I would apply a pale white base of make-up to my face. Someone I knew from Japan gave me some white geisha oshiroi powder, which I sometimes caked on. I was never very good with applying eyeliner, so I only wore it if I could get someone to put it on me. I wore two small hoop earrings - a permanent one in my left ear helix, and, when I was in the city and feeling particularly feminine inside, I would wear an identical one in my right nostril.
One of my male clients sometimes asked me to wear bright red lipstick, so it would leave marks on him when I sucked him off. I think he also liked seeing the red all smeared over my face afterwards. My boyfriend T also sometimes asked me to wear red lipstick, those times when he wanted me to become his girl in bed. Dark purple and dark navy blue were two other lipstick colours I sometimes wore, but black was my usual.
Due to my eyesight I needed to wear glasses almost all of the time. I could not wear contacts, so wearing glasses was something I had to work around. While I found they often added an extra sense of sexiness to my appearance (I am amazed how many people are turned on by glasses or want you to wear them when you fuck), they could quickly become impractical (and break) when sexually engaged or tied up in bondage. My regular ones were black-rims and bookish-looking. Sometimes depending the mood and lighting where I was, I’d wear round dark sunglasses indoors and outdoors. I also bought a pair of women’s styled prescription glasses, rounded secretary style, which helped feminise my face further. The only time I went without glasses was if I had white-powdered my face, to avoid smearing or marking on my face.
Back then I wore my black hair undercut and cropped around the sides, with longer lengths on top and down the front. Sometimes I would grow it out as long as to the bottom of my ears, but Mistress R liked my hair shorter rather than longer. When I was on vacation and away from work for a few weeks, I would sometimes dye in a blue or purple stripe on the front to hang down on its own strand – chopping it off or blackening it before I returned to the office.
Having shorter hair also meant I could wear wigs, something I usually found itchy, uncomfortable and often too warm, especially during sex – but for the enjoyment and arousal of some clients as well as my boyfriend, I did own a couple wigs: a black bob, which I wore most often, and one with long, blonde braids, which was special just for my boyfriend T’s enjoyment at home.
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Posted on : Nov 7, 2021
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