Mannequin Porn

I work in a rather conservative environment so had to have a chuckle when I was getting a cup of tea the other day and saw a pile of off duty mannequins having a right old time. I was a bit jealous actually...they're getting more action than me.

New Boots

My absence can be explained by a trip back the old country to visit a sick relative. But I’m back for now (may be off again, but it will be long term so I’ll resume duties while there) and I have a little something for you.

I picked up my new boots today. I ordered and paid for them weeks ago. In fact, I ordered them the day after I order my latex cat suit. I think these little beauties with work a treat with it.

Tap Lovin'

I was lying in my new bath the other night having tipped in far too much bubble bath when I was struck by an idea.

I could practice my foot job technique on the water spout.

Breathless

Wearing latex is a hot old business especially when you don’t have air-conditioning. Thank goodness I do now, because Rubbermaid came round again and proved once again why I keep inviting him back.

Hooking his arms around my legs and pushing me front first onto the bed, legs spread, immobilised, he proceeded to strum me until I could barely breathe, let alone move.



Not very Dominant I know, but it was his turn in charge.

Photo Shoot

Picking up on miss aj’s comment from this question about toenail colour I though I would share a few examples of just how wrong a self shoot photo shot of feet can go.

I took nearly 40 photos and I choose to share four, each one shows the potential for wrongness, but thankfully, I managed not to take a single broken ankle angle this time.

- Too Close

- Wrong angle

- Weird pose and shows the bruise on my ankle WAY to much

- Wrong postioning, but actually I quite like this one.

Incidently...

...this is the picture the Corporate Suit is licking.

Question

I know

it isn’t the red

you

wanted to see

but what do

we think of black

toe

nail varnish?

This colour is the choice of The Corporate Suit who sent me an email today (after a lenghty absense) and when told I was about to have a pedicure requested black toe nails.

Knickers

A couple of day ago the lovely jayne posted about her knickers. I challenged her with, ‘if you show us yours I’ll show you mine.’

Well here mine are, a selection of my finest fancy pants.

Question

What do we think

about

Orange

toe nail varnish?

(Incidentally, and this isn’t a question, but what the f*ck is with Sydney’s weather? This picture was suppose to have a lovely blue sky backdrop, but its overcast and threatening to rain.)

Corsetry

I have lots of corsets.

Overbust, underbust, waspie/cincher, satin, PVC, linen, brocade, lacey, tartan, plain, spotty and pinstripe. I would say that these are as big a fetish as shoes if not more so.

They make me stand up straight, jut out my breasts and smooth the curve of my hips. In short they make me feel very sexy.

It gets attention, but not always the desirable kind.

I was out one night a couple months ago with a couple of friends at a pub. I was wearing a black satin waspie over a white blouse, black jeans and high black shoes. I was laughing and drinking with my friends when a girl who I didn’t know came up to me and said, ‘I can’t believe I’m seeing a woman strapped into a contraption of male oppression in the twenty first century.’

I was stunned and like an idiot asked, ‘I beg your pardon?’

She continued with, ‘women earned the right not to wear those when they burnt their bras and won the vote. You’re making a mockery of female rights.’

I was still stunned that this girl would be bold enough to spout crap at a complete stranger, but not stunned enough to say, ‘I choose to wear this corset and many others. This corset is about the males desire to submit to a strong woman, and until you have experienced a man begging at your feet to serve you because you are wearing one, I suggest you keep you opinions to yourself.’

She went purple in the face and puffed her cheeks before flouncing away.

I turned back to my friends who were also stunned, but not at the girl, at me.

‘Holy crap, LRB, I never knew you had that in you.’

‘Well,’ I said. ‘You’ve never seen me comforted while wearing a corset before. Now you know why I don’t wear them to work. I’d get into all sorts of trouble.’ Then I winked.

Sassy Shoes

Recently I counted my shoes. I only have 43 pairs.

My ex always accused me of being an Imelda I would like to refute that. For someone with a passion for shoes, I think 43 is a reasonable number. I understand that some may consider this to be an excessive amount of foot covering required by one person, but I would argue that at least five pairs don’t cover my foot at all, they just have a tiny strip of leather that barely holds them on!

I also have a few pairs that are what I class as sassy, not practical in any way (practical = being suitable for work wear). One such pair is my polka dots. They look fabulous with jeans and always draw the eye.