As Anna has invited me to blog I thought a great place to start would be to focus on what all this stuff is about - fetish.
I recall herself writing a blog on the subject some time ago and so it made sense to piggyback off her blog but considered and written from a fetishist’s viewpoint.
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I remember times way back as a child, sneaking around in a plastic mac, clutching a pair of toy handcuffs, imagining that I was being chased by a gang of PVC-clad cowgirls in high heels intent on lassoing me and throwing me into their jail. Of course, the Sheriff was a strict, dark-haired, voluptuous, beautifully spoken more senior girl who wanted to keep me and does dastardly things to me.
But as I have already mentioned it would it be a decade later before I’d even hear of the word ‘fetish’, let alone have any understanding of what was developing inside me.
I knew though that the feelings stirring in me at that time were something different than anything else. Something magical but also something to keep to myself.
Is it just me?
Then growing through puberty and feeling confused at the influx of new sexual feelings and the association with those very items and thoughts I used to play, imagine, and wear.
Then growing into a young adult, believing that I was the only person in the world with those odd feelings which simply would not go away. Was I on my own or did other people feel the same way as I did? This was pre-internet so information wasn’t at the fingertips as it is now.
Can I tell anyone?
Then I’m sure every fetishist will resonate to another huge challenge at least one, probably umpteen times during the course of their life - can I tell my new girlfriend?
I did, twice, prior to marrying Anna, and I can tell you that it was hurtful, to say the least.
But the good news for me was that I met Anna, fell in love, and ended up walking down the aisle together. I can now enjoy my fetishes with my life partner and in some way help others to enjoy their fetish by producing kink and fetish material for other fetishists all over the world.
So finally, what is fetish?
A form of sexual desire in which gratification is strongly linked to a particular object or activity or a part of the body other than the sexual organs - Lexico.
If you look at most dictionary definitions they say pretty much the same so I thought I’d note my thoughts on that very powerful and precious word.
Here are just three thoughts on when you know you have a fetish or not.
1 - where a person will balance on the edge of risking everything they have to temporarily scratch their sexual itch.
2 - when at a fleeting moment in time a chance event pulls on a person's fetish strings so hard that the event remains engrained, with clarity, in their mind's eye for the rest of their life.
3 - it’s a fetish when, whether you want it to or not, it never goes away.
Just some of my thoughts based on my own experiences.
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I would say 2 & 3 are a given, Fetish definitely never ever leaves you.
I always worry about 1, there is a very fine line between obsessing and being obsessed about fetish.
Achieving balence is hard. One of the bravest things I did was to discuss my needs to fetish behaviour with my wife.
Great achievement and great love take great risk... I was extremely luckly that she decided to come with me to a couple session with a professiional Mistress. I will remember forever her ice cold hand grabing mine as we descended to chamber and into session. I need not have worried. Sessions developed quickly after that.
Later on in March 2021, My wife asked to go…
But you have never actually said what the seed of it was. The trigger. Easy peasy for most of us. Something lit the fuse?