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15 years ago
I have been slowly gathering several items I will be using in photo sessions and video shoots, and I am thrilled beyond belief with what I am seeing! One day I will even go in public with them, once I am sufficiently adept in their use.
Today I finally received my 5" heeled, thigh high, patent leather boots (YIIIY!). I have been making lacing adjustments, breaking them in (while trying not to be broken by them) and learning to walk across the room in an unawkward, semi-sexy way. I now tower over myself, it's quite scary! I have worn other things that give the wearer some power, but these boots take it to a new level. Until today I had never felt such a yearning to wear something to gain power.
I have been a fetishist long before I thought of myself as a furry. Masks are a primary fetish to me, the ability to change faces and therefore personas is a deeply powerful trait. So if you look at my photos and videos, I may be a black cat. Or I may be a devil, a demon, a man, a woman, a damnable creature of the night. I can be all or none of these things.
Now a mask alone does not make the person. What covers the rest of the body can make or break the illusion one seeks to offer. So with the lycra suits, the boots, the gloves, capes, wrist bands, etc. one can acheive a very particular look with no ambiguity. The same goes with changing out these more obviously outre items for more classical ware. A sharp suit. A comfortable pair of pants with snappy suspenders. Converse All Star canvas shoes. A sleek fedora pulled down low over the eyes. Radiating coolness!
You would think by now that I am a shallow and materialistic cat. And I guess I could say
YES! I am.
And though I don't see this as bad, it can lead one down false paths. In attempting to discover and explore oneself with these fetishes, in a purely exhibitionist fashion, one can lose all sense of direction, become trapped in them, be rendered a walking mannequin. And empty husk. I don't wish to become Dusky Husk! So I must have some care in treading where I am going.
That will be all for tonight. I must caress my boots... mrow......
Your fine feline,
Dusky
Today I finally received my 5" heeled, thigh high, patent leather boots (YIIIY!). I have been making lacing adjustments, breaking them in (while trying not to be broken by them) and learning to walk across the room in an unawkward, semi-sexy way. I now tower over myself, it's quite scary! I have worn other things that give the wearer some power, but these boots take it to a new level. Until today I had never felt such a yearning to wear something to gain power.
I have been a fetishist long before I thought of myself as a furry. Masks are a primary fetish to me, the ability to change faces and therefore personas is a deeply powerful trait. So if you look at my photos and videos, I may be a black cat. Or I may be a devil, a demon, a man, a woman, a damnable creature of the night. I can be all or none of these things.
Now a mask alone does not make the person. What covers the rest of the body can make or break the illusion one seeks to offer. So with the lycra suits, the boots, the gloves, capes, wrist bands, etc. one can acheive a very particular look with no ambiguity. The same goes with changing out these more obviously outre items for more classical ware. A sharp suit. A comfortable pair of pants with snappy suspenders. Converse All Star canvas shoes. A sleek fedora pulled down low over the eyes. Radiating coolness!
You would think by now that I am a shallow and materialistic cat. And I guess I could say
YES! I am.
And though I don't see this as bad, it can lead one down false paths. In attempting to discover and explore oneself with these fetishes, in a purely exhibitionist fashion, one can lose all sense of direction, become trapped in them, be rendered a walking mannequin. And empty husk. I don't wish to become Dusky Husk! So I must have some care in treading where I am going.
That will be all for tonight. I must caress my boots... mrow......
Your fine feline,
Dusky
w0nderdawg
~w0nderdawg
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