Back in the days when I was younger, and maybe a bit kinkier (some would say I still am!), I loved doing the whole submissive thing, which for some of the time at least, when indoors, involved me being collared. In truth, I enjoyed it, but then again, as I say, I am pretty submissive in nature, so I guess thats not a big surprise?
But to be honest, after I moved up to Yorkshire, and settled into a more ‘normal’ life, the idea of wearing a collar went pretty much out of the window. Thats not to say I hadnt worn one in 11 years, because I have, a few times, but only for a few hours at most, at a time.
Then last weekend, I was moving a few things around, in what I jokingly call my adult corner, and I came across my old metal collar. Oh, dont get excited about the use of the world adult, its pretty much just the clothing that I’m never likely to wear again, but dont want to get rid of. So yes, talking mainly leather, or faux leather, though there is at least one latex skirt in there, which I love, but suspect I will never wear again, but get rid of it, no chance!
Anyway, back to the collar. In truth, at this distance in time, I have no idea who gave it to me, or more correctly put, collared me with it. Strictly, its a metal look, but its material backed, so quite comfortable to wear. Yes, thats right, for old times sake, last Saturday, I put it on, for the first time in years! Fun element, I enjoyed wearing it again! So much so, I’ve been wearing it a few times this week as well, while at home! Wear it out, you have to be kidding, its a bit too obvious for that lol!
Strictly, I’m cheating a bit, because at no point has it been locked around my neck, even though it can be. Two reasons for that, firstly, I havent got a lock, and key to do that with, and currently this church mouse is so poor, I cant even afford to go and get one. That at least should be sorted next Friday, but in truth, even then, I suspect I’m going to stick to clipping it over the clasp, and no more. Why, the second reason, given that its just for me, reasonably quick release is probably a wise way to go. But if someone wants to buy me a lock, and key, and tell me I have to have it locked, when worn, then I’ll happily obey.
If someone actually wants to genuinely collar, and ‘own’ me, then lets talk about it. You might want to get me a new collar in that case, I suspect that either the material has shrunk over the years, or my neck has grown, because its a very tight fit. Fine, I might enjoy that, but it does mean that wearing at night, or anything, with this collar, is out of the question. In terms of submission, you’d need to be practical. I’m 58, with no interest in sex, and joint issues, so doing restrictive bondage on myself, isnt going to happen!
But yes, if you’re looking for a submissive for some fun, or just to give yourself a feeling of power, lets talk. Where you want to take that, and/or take me, let me know. Equally, if you just want to get me a new, better fitting collar, or just a lock, and key, I’d love it. So as the title suggests, if you want to help collar me, as a submissive, or more, feel free.
The video, is a play on the blog title. Or rather, the blog title is a play on the song title. This is the version I grew up on, the Barbara Dickson version from 1976. In fact, in 1952, this song was a Number 1, for 2 different artists. But fine, I prefer this more up tempo version myself
No, nothing to do with going to Hollywood, I’ve got to the point where that really doesnt seem that daft! Says it all really!
OK, firstly, the serious stuff. Job appointments. Got an agency registration tomorrow afternoon for a job I applied for this morning (I see it that for the early part of this week at least, I have to keep looking seriously), and we will see where that goes from there. Given most of these sort of registrations, even related to job applications seem to go nowhere, I wont hold my breath! But yes, the group assessment thing for Kirklees Council on Wednesday, thats going ahead. At least if I get that, takes most of the commuting hassle out of the equation at least. The other 2, not a thing, which given I’m meant to be interviewed, checked and in a job by next Monday, I’m beginning to get cynical about at least one agency yet again. Ah well… I think breaking into a job in Hollywood wouldnt be much harder, and thats with all the regulations involved!
Oh, fine, the daft possibilities, nothing to do with work, or Hollywood, or…No, I cant see me doing either!
Firstly, this weekend in Manchester, there is an exhibition called Sexhibition ( http://www.sexhibitionexpo.co.uk/ ) no prizes for working out what industry that relates to! I only found out about it because one of my Twitter contacts interviewed someone who is a legend in the burlesque scene, and I discovered more from there. I know, I have no interest in sex, but seeing something like this just appeals to my crazy sense of fun. I have no plans to wiggle any bits of my body, buy anything kinky, or anything else, but looking around something like that might be interesting, all the same. Ironically, I’d be more likely to do this if I had a job starting on Monday, because I wouldnt have to concern myself about saving money for the Hollywood trip. But its a long haul (other side of Manchester from me), so I probably could do it, but wont.
The second one is a lot closer to home (Leeds), and would at least allow me to get one of my ‘dreams’ out of the way, but I feel I’m too old now, for looking good wearing it. Yes, latex clothing shoot, at Cocoture, where I had both my photo shoots done. Just remember when saying “go for it” that I’m 57, not 27! The term, mutton dressed as lamb comes seriously to mind. Plus, to get the pictures, its going to be £300. Not bad really, considering the service you get from them, and what clothing we get to wear, but even if the money wasnt a concern, my personal body image is for me. But yes, I know, just once, I’d love to know what it feels like to wear, but…
Yes, you’ve worked it out, even if I have got a job, I probably wont do either. Possibly I should do one, or the other, if I am in employ, but this is me we’re talking about lol. If I’m not, then spending additional money, on top of the Hollywood getaway, just plain daft, especially the photo shoot one. OK, I’ve got those daft ideas out of my system, lets see how this week goes, anyway.
Right, the video. What me thinking I’d look good in latex clothing would be, or the likelihood of me at an Erotica exhibition would be
In most senses I’m a dull middle aged housewife type, but I suspect, no different to most, I have a few wild fantasies that are probably better off in my head than RL, but might be fun to do…just once probably!
One of those things that has always intrigued me, but never tried on is latex clothing. I suppose its the look, and I’m told the sensations you get wearing it are amazing, but I cant believe a 53 year old could in any way look good wearing it? Certainly not likely to buy any now, so guess I will never know now, but alright, I’d love to know if its as good as the fantasy.
Alright, so thats the daft, but weird one out the way, now lets do the nice, but weird one.
I would love a makeover, and photo session, but these things tend to be pricey at studios, and call centre workers dont earn a fortune. Also, there is the fact that pre op, middle aged TS’s almost certainly arent their target market anyway! And besides, I’m meant to be all Domme like, and this fantasy isnt that! Its not so much I want to be kidnapped, and made over afterwards, though that might be fun. I guess its more akin to turning up ‘somewhere’ for an ordinary meeting, and suddenly being escorted away, hair done, made up to look good (that might need a miracle worker) and having a photo session done.
In other words, I get what I want done, but at the same time, I havent made a fool of myself getting it done in the first place.
Oh, alright, I have one very weird fantasy as well, but lets keep that one for sometime later.